The Good Neighbor

Helen immediately went to the toilet and, without a thought, sat and began to pee. I tried not to look, but it was hard not to. Jenny reached in to turn on the water. Before long, the steam began to warm the room. She placed the towels on a rack just outside the glass doors and stepped inside. Crooking her finger at me, she said, "Come on in, the water's just fine!" She was already under the spray, soaking her hair.

"In a second, I will," I said, feeling the need to pee too. Helen was finished and I passed her on the way to the shower. This was not a night to be inhibited, I guess, so I lifted the lid and let loose with a stream, feeling that familiar relief that only comes with having a good piss. Finished, I called out "Can I flush?"

"Yes, it's OK. It doesn't affect the shower," said Helen, who had already entered the shower enclosure. Through a coating of water vapor on the glass, I could see both women soaking their bodies. As they moved, I could hardly distinguish who was who, except for a slight height difference. It was Helen, I presumed, who damped a washcloth and began to wash Jenny's back. Turning, Jenny embraced her mother. This demonstration of maternal love made me hesitate to enter. When they broke from the hug, I stepped in.

Helen handed me a cloth and I used one of the sprays to lather up and rinse off. With water spraying everywhere, it was an easy task, made all the more enjoyable seeing Jenny soap up her lithe body and hair. I moved to Helen. "Need a hand?" I asked.

"Oh, yes, I need both of your hands!" she replied. I used the cloth to wash her back and, as she turned, I dropped the cloth to rub her soapy breasts with my hands. Her hands, in the meantime, were on my hips and butt, pulling me closer. Surprising myself, I could feel an undeniable arousal, the evidence of which was rapidly becoming evident as my prick tried to poke between her legs.

Jenny was seated on one of the molded benches within the shower enclosure, squeezing water from her red hair. "Looks like we got a horny man with us tonight!" Jenny exclaimed.

"It's the sight of you both that turns me on," I said.

Helen turned around, leaning against the glass wall, letting the water stream down her back from a high spray and jetting against her stomach from a lower spray. Looking over her shoulder, she said, "Come here, Ron."

I moved behind her, feeling her round buttocks. Stepping forward, I leaned over her back, reaching around to feel her breasts, which hung free under her chest. Turning her head, she kissed me and said, "Take me again, right now." Still holding her, I pushed my hips forward and up, easily sliding into her from behind. As I began the rocking motion that allowed me to control the depth and rhythm of this slow screw, I held her hips to keep from slipping on the wet floor. I felt like I was reaching a depth not previously attained, as I drove myself to the hilt. Helen held herself on the wall with her hands over the spray, as the water cascaded over her back to the place where we were joined. The wetness added to the warm sensation I was feeling, as I plunged deep in a rhythm of increasing hardness.

"Oh, oh, oh, that's good" she said. "Give it to me hard." I pushed faster and harder, bumping my groin against her ass, sliding my cock in and out of her slick channel. Suddenly, she cried out "Oh baby, here I go again!" She pushed back to me as I plunged as deep as I could. Continuing to fuck her hard, she came with a moan and a familiar pulsating and squeezing of those muscles inside. Her legs buckled, so I held her by the arms and sat her down on the bench beside Jenny.

"Is it this big every time?" asked Jenny as she reached out to grab me again.

"Like I said, it's your beauty that makes it grow. It wants...I mean, I want to please you both, as long as I am able."

"It's still long enough for me! And big enough around that I can hardly hold it," Jenny said. Stepping forward, I pressed against her. She held her breasts together and I slid between them. Rocking up and down, I created a sweet friction between those beautiful globes. As the tip rose, her lips opened to receive it. As I withdrew, sliding down between her tits, she held her mouth open to receive it again as it rose. The sight of it, combined with the sensation, brought me to the brink again.

"I'm going to cum again, Jenny. Take it in your mouth." She did, using both hands to keep it there. I thrust a couple of times as deep as I could without choking her, and let loose with another load deep into her throat. This time she did not pull out. Swallowing the jets of jism, she milked the last of it before she let me go. Reluctantly, I pulled away. Having cum three times within two hours left me fully sated. From the looks on the faces of Jenny and Helen, they were just as satisfied.

Grabbing towels, we quickly dried off. We donned robes and left the bathroom for the comfort of the living room couches. "I'll get us some drinks," said Helen.

We chatted for a while, totally at ease, playing footsie with our bare feet propped on the ottoman in front of us. "Do you have to go?" asked Jenny.

"No," I replied. "Mary's staying with a friend tonight."

"Will you stay with us then?" asked Helen. "I've got a king-sized bed."

"I'd love to. After all that exercise and the hot shower, I'm done in." After a few more minutes, we were all drowsy. I helped pick up the clothes strewn about, borrowed a toothbrush and made ready for bed. After using the bathroom, Helen and I met in her bedroom. I wondered, how much sleep will I get tonight, as we threw off the quilt, exposing black satin sheets.

"I know they're slippery, but I just love the feel of satin," said Helen. She dropped her robe, reached for the sash on mine, and pulled it off. Still struck by her beauty in the light seeping in from the curtained patio doors, I embraced her warmly. Her clean fresh scent was very enticing. My kiss was returned with a bit of her tongue on mine. As if by unspoken agreement, Jenny joined us as we climbed into the bed. The two cuddled me closely, arms draped over me and each other. Soon we drifted off to and exhausted sleep.

Once during the night, I awoke from a dream only to realize I was living another dream. Warm and comfortable in the silence, I fell back into a heavy slumber.

The next thing I knew, there was light behind the curtains and I was awake. Opening my eyes, I saw Helen's face on the pillow to my left. Her breath was deep, as she slept. Looking right, I discovered that Jenny was awake. With mussed up red hair and sleepy green eyes, she looked so sexy on the black satin pillow. I smiled and mouthed good morning, reaching for her under the sheets. She smiled back, and then disappeared under the covers. My morning wood was back as usual, regardless of the previous evening's workout, seeming to anticipate Jenny's arrival. Her hands and mouth soon found my semi-erectness, as she set to work on my shaft. It was difficult not to move as she expertly brought me to full arousal. Feeling her there and seeing the sheets move, I relaxed and let her work her magic.

Helen roused at the movement, looking at me and then the covered lump over my groin. Immediately awake, she smiled and said, "Looks like you're ready again."

"Ready, willing, and able," I said.

Pausing from her efforts, Jenny said from under the covers, "Oh, he's ready all right!" With that she returned to using her tactile skills to further stimulate me until I began to squirm. Alternating licking the shaft and sucking the tip, she was making me feel like a god again. As she enclosed my cock with her mouth, she began to hum, sending shivers up my spine.

"Now that's a nice wake-up call," I said.

Helen propped herself up, leaned over to kiss me, and said, "If that end of you is busy, I'll just have to make do with this end." With that, she pushed off the covers, exposing her curves to the morning air. As the covers slipped away, I could observe as well as feel Jenny's red hair moving on my stomach as her mouth moved on my hardness. Helen stretched up, lifting her leg to straddle my chest again. With those full breasts above my face, I reached up to cup them and tweak the nipples. She slid even further, bringing her pussy to my chin. I obliged, propping my head up with a pillow. Fully pinned, I was immobilized, but not helpless. Holding her ample hips, I began to probe into the already moist tunnel with my tongue. Licking up and down, and probing in, I found that she was ready in just a few minutes. Suddenly, she arched back and smothered my chin with her juices, crying out "Oh sweet mother, that's good!"

As the climax receded, she moved off me to cuddle in the crook of my arm. Still propped up, I watched that red head bouncing over my stomach. Helen's hand worked at my chest, tweaking my nipples, as I had tweaked hers minutes before. Her hand slipped lower across my stomach, reaching her daughter's hair. "Does she make you feel good?" she asked.

"It's the best I've ever felt," I replied.

"Jenny, honey, switch places with me," ordered Helen.

With a muffled "Mmmm, OK," Jenny raised herself from under the covers, revealing her lithe body to the light of day. I was more aroused than ever, being the plaything of these two women. Jenny moved to the head of the bed and gave me a little crooked smile.

"Good morning, Jenny," I said, smiling back. I helped her flex her legs over my chest so that she was facing the headboard, her charms fully exposed to my view. She grabbed the headboard and looked down at me. I met her lazy green-eyed gaze with my own, but was distracted by the clearly erect nipples on her breasts hanging just above my face. I reached to touch, rub, and gently pinch each one.

"Good morning to you too, Ron," she said lustily, sliding her hips forward as her mother had done. I met her trimmed rosy bush with my lips and tongue. As I held her hips, she began to rock back and forth, as I pushed my tongue and chin against her pussy lips. Licking gently at first, I quickly got into a pushing and licking motion that caused Jenny to increase her motions in response.

Meanwhile, Helen had positioned herself over me and behind Jenny. With one hand she guided my love shaft into her open tunnel as she slowly lowered herself on my legs. Although I was still sensitive from last night's workout and Jenny's relentless sucking, I entered easily, trying to maintain my concentration on Jenny's pussy. Helen and Jenny were rocking together over me, both building toward orgasm, as I plunged tongue and cock into two different holes. With a final push and moan, Jenny tensed and "Ahhhhh, oh yes, so nice..." She squeezed her love juice over my chin and neck. I lapped what I could, the rest running down to soak the satin sheet under my head.

Helen was also close to cumming as she rocked herself on my totally enclosed cock. I met each rock by rolling my hips to thrust myself as deep as I could go. With a few hard pushes, she tensed, taking me deep inside. "Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm cumming again!" Helen screamed. I could feel her internal muscles rhythmically contract, squeezing my shaft as she came. Looking up, I could see Helen, hugging Jenny from behind, each seeming to support the other as the throes of passion washed over them. After a minute, still locked in this erotic embrace, they slowly rolled together off to my side.

In the middle of the huge bed, my head still propped on the folded pillow, I put my hands behind my head and smiled at my good fortune. Helen moved to kiss me, tasting the mixture of love juices still covering my mouth and jaw. Jenny noticed I was still erect and said "Hey, Ron, you didn't cum yet?" Helen also turned to look.

"No," I replied. "I was too busy to think about that, I guess."

Jenny blushed a little, but said, "Maybe I could finish what I started?"

"Use your hands to make me cum," I directed. Wrapping both of her small hands around the slick surface, she pumped my cock. As the skin bunched at the sensitive tip, she squeezed gently before she slid them down to the base. Within a minute or so, I could feel the tingling sensation inside that signaled an approaching orgasm. With one of my hands, I guided her rhythm, and said, "This is it, I'm going to blow!" From deep within, I could feel it begin. "Ahhh, that's it. Hold on tight. Now..." Quickly it arose and spurted from the tip, a miniature gusher. As Jenny stroked, several globs of sticky white cum shot over her hands to my belly. The rest she squeezed from my cock as it oozed over her hands. I felt totally drained, again.

Still breathing heavily, we lay for a few minutes, recovering from this romp. Helen got up to get a warm washcloth and began to wipe the sticky cum from my stomach, cock and legs. A second cloth she gave to Jenny, who wiped her hands then assisted with me.

"Now that's good service," I remarked, watching them clean me.

"Yes," replied Helen. "It's a good neighbor who can provide that kind of lesson. We'll have to have another lesson again soon."

"I can hardly wait," I smiled. It was true. With a thought to the deck and the Jacuzzi in the corner, I was already planning the next experience and the lessons I could teach these two horny women.