Chapter 55

I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when I got back to the patio. I’d only been gone for three or four minutes, but I worried that Cindy might have developed second doubts during that time, once she cooled down some.

Luckily, that wasn’t the case. As I came back through the trees, I saw Mindy and Cindy both sitting on their knees face to face so close that their knees were touching. They practically looked like mirror images of each other, except that Mindy was still in her robe, though it was open in the front and only covered her back and arms, and Cindy was completely nude. I have to say, it made a very attractive picture, and I wished I had my camera.

Both were leaning towards each other like they were about to kiss, but as I continued to walk closer without being noticed, it became clear that they were not. There was a heavy sexual tension in the air, certainly, but they were very busy talking, not kissing.

I don’t know what they were talking about though, since they stopped and turned my way once they heard the sound of my footsteps drawing near.

“What’cha talking about?” I asked as I bent down and put the three cans of Coke on the ground.

“What do you think?” Mindy replied with a happy smirk. “I’ll give you a clue: it’s a name that rhymes with ‘van’ and ‘tan’ and begins with a ‘D.’”

“Oh, I know,” I said. “You’re talking about the ‘Damn Taliban.’”

That got a chuckle from both of them. “No,” Mindy said.

I’d managed to get flaccid in time to pee, but my dick was already fully engorged again. How could it not be, just from seeing Cindy’s centerfold-worthy body alone?! Knowing that there was no reason to hold back much anymore, I let my cockhead “accidentally” poke through the front of my robe.

I told Cindy, “Stand up.”

She was confused, but she stood up. I liked that she didn’t even ask why. She seemed distracted by what she could see of my boner in any case.

I said, “It occurred to me that you forgot all about our tradition, our hello kiss tradition.”

“OH!” She gasped with lusty alarm, meaning a combination of arousal and distress.

“Luckily, it’s never too late to fix that.” I stepped forward and wrapped her in my arms.

She and I kissed with abandon for the next couple of minutes. Clearly, her inhibitions were all long gone. My robe was mostly closed and I made sure it stayed that way, because I didn’t want my boner to get into the picture just yet. The poor still needed more of a prolonged break.

But I greatly enjoyed that Cindy was naked from head to toe, and I took full advantage. I made a particular point of aggressive running my hands all over her like I owned her. Which, in fact, I was hoping would soon be an established fact. Naturally, my hands spent most of their time playing with her tits, ass, and cunt. Generally, one hand alternated between her tits and ass while my other hand steadily diddled her clit or probed into her wet slit. I wanted to bring her back up to a very horny level, since she’d almost certainly cooled down some in the short time while I was gone.

From time to time, I peered just past Cindy to see how my wife was reacting. It was almost comical. Mindy made sure to get into my field of view and gave me two thumbs up, a vigorous head nod, and every other positive, non-verbal signal she could think of. It looked like she was on the verge of skipping and running around, she was so charged up with excitement.

Cindy was putty in my hands and I could have easily taken things to another level. She did rub my erection some, but only through my robe. I was confident that if I told her to drop to her knees and start sucking, she would. But I wanted to find out what kind of deviousness my wife had been up to, and I wanted to work up to something like that.

I abruptly broke away from all the kissing and groping and took a few steps away to where I’d put the Coke cans. I bent over and picked them up.

Walking back to my two beautiful women, I opened my Coke. I downed half of it with one long chug.

I blatantly ogled their incredible bodies. Mindy still had her robe on, but she let it wide open in front. Wow! Mindy AND Cindy! So similar to each other. Even their names are almost the same. Look at their bombshell bodies. How lucky am I? I love my wife so much. Cloning her is impossible, but Cindy is pretty damn close, at least from the neck on down. They practically could be twins! And they’re just so fucking sexy! Hot busty teenage girls are hard to beat, but I like a voluptuous and hard bodied MILF just as much. Soon, both of them will be mine!

They knew they were being ogled, and they tried to show me their best side. Well, at least Cindy did. Mindy was happy to just smirk and revel in the whole situation. Whereas Cindy stood straight and tall, but with a hand on a hip and the most provocative “come hither” look she could muster. I loved that she was trying so hard to impress me.

Mindy finally broke the silence. “My hubby is quite the kisser, isn’t he?”

“You said it! Good grief! If I wasn’t naked already, the heat of his kiss would have burned my clothes off! My entire body is ON FIRE!”

Mindy chuckled. She teased, “Luckily, you won’t be wearing clothes around him much from now on.”

I finally handed their Coke cans to them.

After taking the can, Cindy mock pouted, “Dan, I bet you think you’re going to have you way with me with kisses like that whenever we meet from now on.”

“Yep!” I happily agreed.

She let out an exasperated sigh, but it was obvious that she was just pretending to mind.

Neither of them opened their cans, and I soon learned why. It seemed they had a prearranged plan to impress me, knowing that I would be bringing the cans back. Mindy held her can to her chest and started rubbing it all over her breasts. The cans had just come out of the refrigerator and were cold and covered with condensation. The way she was rubbing the cold can all over one nipple and then the other would have certainly gotten those nipples rock hard, except they were already.

She said, “Oh, we’re just talking about what it means to be a good neighbor. Good neighbors help each other out. Like, if there’s an uppity big-titted neighbor who needs to be spanked, then we really ought to help them out by spanking them. Right, Cin?”

Cindy was still just holding her can in front of her, staring at Mindy in wonder.

But Mindy grabbed Cindy’s hand and pulled it to her bare chest. She held on until she was satisfied that Cindy was rolling the can around her D-cup sized tits in a sufficiently erotic manner.

As Cindy started to get into that, she replied teasingly, “Oh, yes. Definitely! I’m learning so much tonight. Did you know, there’s only one way to properly spank a full-grown woman? She has to be naked and across your lap. And she has to say the number of each smack and ‘thank you, Sir, may I please have another’ after each one. Or else she just doesn’t learn.” She grinned lustily.

“What doesn’t she learn?” Mindy prodded. She was smiling, confident Cindy would give the right answers.

“She doesn’t learn who’s boss. She doesn’t learn who’s got the big cock and knows how to use it, and who’s there to pleasure said, uh ... big cock.” Her smile grew as she ran her Coke can up and down through her cleavage. Clearly, her powerful lust was emboldening her. She was too nervous to look my way though, and kept gazing at Mindy instead.

I love the cute red blush on her face.

Mindy reached around behind Cindy as if to hug her. Except, instead of hugging her, she set her Coke down and brought her left hand up to the right side of Cindy’s right breast. Then she brought her right hand up to the left side of Cindy’s left breast, and squeezed those ample breasts together.

This created a tight fuck-tunnel, perfect for a great titfuck. It was far too tight for the Coke can to fit in, but Cindy ran the can up and down it as best she could.

I sat down in a deck chair right in front of them. I undid the robe’s sash altogether and let the robe open wide. I spread my legs to make my fully erect pole easily visible to both of them.

“Mmmm, look at that,” Mindy said. The hand that had been pressing into Cindy’s closest breast moved a bit, enabling Mindy to pinch her friend’s nipple at the same time. “Talking about big cocks, check out my hubby. That sure is a nice one!”

“The nicest!” Cindy agreed, not hiding her true desires any longer. “Dan, you have no idea! You have no idea how looooong I’ve dreamed of you and making love with you. I’ve heard all the Dan stories. Mindy’s told me EVERYthing for years! My own love life died out long ago, and I’ve been living vicariously through your wife.”

That made me feel a little awkward and shy, so I tried to change the subject. “How does your ass feel?”

“It feels great!” Cindy exclaimed, seemingly surprising herself. She tilted her bare butt my way and wiggled it a little bit. “It hurts a bit, but it’s so tingly now, and alive! At first, I was really afraid when I saw what you were doing to Michelle, but ... I ... I wanted it too!”

She looked away shyly. “Even though I knew it would really hurt, I wanted to see you take control!”

She reached back and gingerly ran a hand over her butt cheeks, thrusting her big tits forward in the process. “And then when you spanked me, you weren’t nearly that rough, after all. It was like this constant tidal wave of pleasure washing over me, and the occasional painful spank just somehow made it even better. I can’t ... I can’t explain!”

I commented, “It’s like Arlo Guthrie once said in a song: ‘if you have a light, you need a dark to stick it in.’ He said something like that, anyway. The point is, the contrast of the pain heightens the sense of pleasure. Am I right?”

Cindy nodded enthusiastically. That would have set her flawless globes jiggling, but for the fuck-tunnel Mindy was keeping in place, with the Coke can resting over it. The condensation was running off the can and making rivulets down the round lower slopes of her firm melons.

Mindy replied, “Exactly. Boy, Dan, it sounds like you’re hankering for a spanking.”

I chuckled. “No thanks. But I can imagine. It’s like when we play around with ice cubes in bed. The freezing cold somehow makes the pleasure more intense. Am I right?”

Mindy nodded.

Cindy said, “You play around with ice cubes? Mindy, you never told me THAT one.”

“Hey, I don’t tell you everything. You get the sanitized version.”

“You mean all those countless stories told down the years, those were the sanitized versions?! Dear God! Be still my beating heart!” She suddenly looked my way, and flashed her eyes mischievously. It was breathtakingly sexy. She glanced at my exposed boner, but then she grew shy and looked away again.

Mindy laughed. “Hey, what can I say? I picked a winner of a handsome hubby. I’m telling you though, he really is too much man for me to handle alone.”

My eyes were glued to their bouncy chests. Both of them were again rubbing the cold Coke cans on their skins now, only Mindy was rubbing hers over Cindy’s breasts and Cindy was rubbing hers over Mindy’s breasts. It was really inspiring to watch! Cindy was too timid to do much to Mindy, but Mindy was lovingly tracing the outlines of Cindy’s perfect orbs with the can.

Mindy went on, “Speaking of handling men, and especially handling certain parts of my man, what else do good neighbors do, Cin?”

“Well, that depends, Mindy. If they’ve got big tits and narrow waists, and needy cock-hungry lips, they need to show their appreciation when their friends let their husbands spank them.” Cindy was clearly referring to herself since she had an unusually narrow waist.

Mindy flashed a nearly wicked smile at me as she asked her, “And how do those cock-hungry lips show their appreciation?”

“It’s hard to explain.” Grinning, Cindy started crawling towards me while remaining on her knees. “Dan, I think it’s better if I show you. Oh, wait.” She still held the Coke can. Looking at it, she pondered out loud, “Which is thicker, this can or the King? Hmmm.”

She stopped half-way and opened the can with a loud fizzing sound. She sat up on her knees so I could see more of her nudity. Then she tilted her head way back and slowly chugged the drink.

It was an incredibly erotic sight watching her do something as simple as chug that can, while on her knees no less. Just the sight of her throat working to swallow everything down made me easily envision her thirstily swallowing something else, thicker and more satisfying, down her gullet. Everywhere, from her dripping pussy, on up her taut stomach, past her thrust out chest, and on up to her shapely neck and hungry lips suckling on the can, she was a vision to behold.

What a body! She looks like she’s 23 and has just finished practice with the rest of the Olympic volleyball team. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but not much. She’s so fit and athletic! And stacked! And she wants me!

Mindy obviously liked what she saw, too. She crawled behind Cindy, placed her hands on Cindy’s hips, and then slowly stroked her way up her sides. (I think by this point Cindy had finished her drink, but she was still purposely holding the pose to tease me even more.)

Mindy then cupped the undersides of Cindy’s breasts and hefted them up for my benefit. She said, “Cindy and I aren’t bisexual. Well, not exactly. But we both agree that playing with each other can help get you hot. Don’t you agree, Cin?”

“Oh, yeah!” Cindy surprised me by turning around in place so she was face to face with Mindy, and then she did almost the same thing to her. She reached forward and cupped the undersides of my wife’s breasts too. “These are nice!”

Mindy reached out and resumed playing with Cindy’s melons from this angle. “These are nice too!” She laughed. Then she explained to me, “While you were getting the drinks, I was explaining my breast fetish to Cindy, amongst other things. I think she has one too.”

Cindy’s grin turned into a toothy smile and she turned her head back my way and flashed me a sultry look. “These are very nice!” she repeated, while hefting my wife’s big tits up and down to indicate what she was referring to. She licked her lips while brazenly staring at my cock. And she kept on running her hands over Mindy’s breasts and lightly pinching her hard nipples.

“But Mindy, dearest, I need more than that right now.” Slowly, she slid her hands downward from Mindy’s breasts, all the way down her legs, as she bent further and further forward.

For a moment, I thought that she was going to go down on Mindy!

I think that Mindy thought so too, and she got a nervous, though still lustful, look on her face.

But that was not Cindy’s intention. When her hands touched the ground, she only barely brushed the top of her head against Mindy’s bush, teasing her and me with the implied promise that she would be up for some future lesbian action. Instead, she handed her empty Coke can to Mindy, turned away from her, and began to crawl slowly and sensuously over to me.

Mindy was delighted beyond belief. “That’s it, crawl! A big-titted slut crawls naked on her hands and knees! You gotta work for that cock!”

I loved all this, naturally, especially that Cindy and started crawling on her own volition. But I was confused. The smart thing would have been to not worry about it and let Cindy crawl closer. But my curiosity got the best of me and I asked, “Cin, one thing. Earlier, you were so angry when you found me with Sue Ellen. But now you’re like a different person.”

“Oh yeah.” She frowned at the reminder of her earlier mood. “It just seemed wrong. But that was before you ... um ... showed me who’s boss, and spanked me for getting jealous over Sue Ellen.”

I thought with amusement, So that’s why I spanked her! I guess that’s what Mindy told her. Good to know, after the fact. Wild!

Cindy remained on all fours right in front of me, like a tiger ready to strike. “Now, I see everything in a new light. Sex is good! It’s great! It’s only right that a manly man like you has several women to please him. And like I said when I was getting spanked, I was also jealous. I wanted that to be me!”

She stared at my crotch with renewed hunger. “And now it can be.” She resumed crawling my way.

I spread my legs wider, allowing her to crawl between them.

But before she reached my crotch, Mindy exclaimed, “Holy smokes! STOP! Cindy, look at yourself! You’re naked and on all fours, crawling to Dan’s cock! We need to draw more attention to that fact. What does that make you?”

Cindy’s face was already flushed, but now she blushed profusely. She muttered unhappily, “Thanks for pointing that out, again! As if I wasn’t humiliated enough!”

Mindy insisted, “Sorry, but what does that make you?”

Cindy dropped her head shamefully, while still managing to eye my boner. “It makes me hungry for his cock, that’s for sure!” After a longer pause, she added, “And I guess it makes me a slut. One of his sluts. Along with you, Sue Ellen, and ... even ... my own daughter!”

Saying that seemed to push Cindy up to an even higher level of arousal. Her entire body was trembling. She took my stiffness in both hands and kept her eyes on mine as she began to hungrily lick her way around my cockhead. I heard her quietly mutter, “I can’t believe it! I’m really doing it!”

But Mindy came up behind her and resumed playing with Cindy’s breasts, then proclaimed, “Wait! Not so fast!”

Cindy pulled her tongue away, but continued stroking me with both hands. “What?” she asked, the annoyance at being interrupted obvious in her voice. “Don’t you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?!”

Mindy said, “I know. But don’t think you can suck my husband’s cock just any ol’ time.” She giggled. “Oh wait. Actually you can.” She giggled some more. “But before you can do that, you have to pledge your obedience. We don’t know where else that tongue might go. Right now, Dan has four sex toys. Me, Ruby, Sue Ellen, and one other. Are you willing to join us?”

“Yep!” Cindy quickly resumed licking her way up and down and all around my cock. She was so very horny and needy for my boner that I don’t think she paid any mind to the “one other” mention. She just wanted to lick and suck!

Mindy let her lick all over my boner for about a minute, just to make sure she was really into it. But then she interrupted again. “Wait. Not so fast. Stop.”

Cindy didn’t stop. In fact, she started to swallow more and more of my cockhead, although she didn’t take all of it in. She seemed to have some doubt as to whether she could get the whole thing into her mouth, and she was working up to giving that a try.

Strap on your seatbelts and brace yourself! Let’s rock and roll! Cindy, bombshell Cindy, Ruby’s MILFy mom Cindy, untouchable, forbidden fruit Cindy, has half of my knob in her mouth and she’s straining for more! This is gonna be great!

Mindy happened to be kneading the fleshy undersides of Cindy’s breasts, but she quickly brought her fingers up to Cindy’s nipples and pinched them, hard. Then she yanked them back away from me, forcing Cindy to pull back.

“Ouch!” Cindy complained, taking her lips and tongue off my hard-on and turning her head around towards Mindy. She was really miffed at the interruption.