Nick Eastwood - X-rated wife

Robin Allen, a statuesque young blonde, rolled over to face the sun and took another sip of her vodka and tonic. Nothing but a tiny yellow bikini stood between her and the August heat. She sighed contentedly as she soaked up the rays.

"I wish you hadn't worn that suit," her husband Gary grumbled. "You're giving me a big hard-on."

"Gary!" Robin gasped. "Not so loud! The others will hear you!"

They were lounging beside the pool at Jack Ross' house, with their friends. There was Jack and his wife Patty, and one other couple, Larry and Margot Price. The three couples had been friends for several years, ever since they all moved into this new suburban neighborhood.

Gary flashed Robin a wicked grin, and she almost wriggled with lust. Maybe tonight when they got home there'd be some fireworks in bed. That would be a nice change. Lately their love life had been a little on the dull side. Gary always seemed to be tired after work, too tired to make love.

"The sun's going to go down soon," Jack announced. "I better fire up the barbecue."

Robin was not only lusty, she was hungry. She always looked forward to these Saturday night parties. The couples took turn being hosts, and there was always plenty to drink and eat. Robin got up to help Margot and Patty with the dinner preparations.

When the three women were alone in the kitchen, Patty grinned and said, "Jack says he's got a big surprise for us tonight. He's rented a videotape."

"No cards?" Margot said, sounding disappointed.

"Oh, come on, Margot," Robin laughed. "You always win when we play cards. A movie will be a nice change of pace."

"Well, it better be good," Margot said. "What movie is it, Patty?"

"Jack wouldn't tell me," Patty said. "He just said nobody was going to be bored."

Jack kept his promise.

After dinner, when they'd all changed out of their suits, Jack summoned them to the living room and put on the videotape. Of course everybody had been pestering him to tell the name of the movie, but he'd just grinned and refused. Now they were all very curious. There was a big gasp from everybody as the title appeared on the screen.

The movie was called The Wife-Swapping Neighbors.

"Jack, you've got to be kidding!" Larry Price cried.

"Jack Ross," Patty snapped, "you get that filth off the screen. Show us the real movie."

"Yeah, Jack," Gary chuckled. "Enough already. We know it's a joke."

"Sorry, folks," Jack grinned, "but it's no joke. This is the movie we're gonna see. Come on, it's something different for a change."

Everybody was shouting at him everybody but Robin. Her eyes were glued, to the screen. She'd never seen a dirty movie before, and she was intensely curious. The action staffed almost immediately, with a naked couple in bed. Nothing was left to the imagination.

"Oh, my gosh," Robin gasped, "look what they're doing."

"My God!" Margot cried. "They're actually, uh, doing it!"

The shouting stopped. The room was silent except for the obscene noises coming from the TV screen, a woman's shrill squeals of pleasure, a man's lusty snorting and growling. Nobody said another word as they watched the couple actually fucking right before their eyes.

Robin could hardly believe what she was seeing, but one thing was certain it was turning her on like crazy. The couple was fucking doggy-style, and she could see the man's thick hard cock hammering in and out of the woman's cunt. She suddenly realized that she was creaming through her panties.

What am I, some kind of pervert? she wondered.

She glanced around at her friends and husband and found that they were reacting just like she was, speechless and wide-eyed. Even Jack seemed stunned. He'd probably just picked up the cassette for a joke, not realizing how truly dirty it was.

"Holy shit," he said at last. "Maybe I made a mistake. Should I turn it off?"

"No, no," Gary said quickly, "let it run. This is kinda, er, interesting."

Nobody disagreed. They all sat there quietly and watched the whole film. By the time it was over, they'd seen sex in just about every imaginable form. They'd seen licking and sucking, and they'd seen fucking in every position. As the movie ended, everybody took a big pull on their drinks.

"Same movie," Jack said, sounding dazed. "Yeah, it was," Gary said. "But it's late, and I think we'd better be going. Come on, Robin."

Robin frowned at him. He was being rude. He hadn't even thanked Jack and Patty for dinner. But then she glanced at his fly and knew why he was in a hurry to leave. Her handsome husband had a hard-on that threatened to blast its way out of his pants.

"Well, thanks, Jack, Patty," Robin stammered as she got up, "it sure was, uh, different."

"Yeah, very interesting party," Larry said, pulling Margot to her feet. "But like Gary says, it's getting late."

Robin couldn't help noticing that Larry had a hard-on, too. Her eyes skipped to Jack and, sure enough, there was a big bulge at his fly. That naughty move sure had turned the men on. She felt pretty aroused herself, and she wondered about the other two women.

She didn't get a chance to compare notes, because Gary was practically dragging her out of the house. They walked quickly to their own place, next door, and the moment they were inside, Gary pulled her into his arms and gave her a hot hungry kiss.

His big hands cupped her firm little ass and squeezed it. His hot tongue dove into her mouth. Robin felt his engorged cock throbbing against her belly, and she creamed furiously. It had been so long since they'd made really good love, and she could hardly wait. Gary broke the kiss and looked at her with lust-glazed eyes.

"Oh, golly!" she exclaimed. "I left my bathing suit at Jack and Patty's!"

"You can get it tomorrow," Gary said, pushing her down the hall toward the bedroom. "Besides, something tells me they wouldn't want to be interrupted right now."

He was probably right. It added to Robin's hot arousal as she realized that her best friends were probably getting it on at this very moment. Three houses in a row, three couples tearing off each other's clothes and all because of Jack and his dirty movie.

She and Gary undressed each other as fast as they could, throwing clothes in every direction. They jumped naked onto the king-size bed and went for each other, pawing and snarling and exchanging deep wet tongue-kisses. It reminded Robin of the early days of their marriage, when they just couldn't keep their hands off each other.

That seemed so long ago, but it had only been five years. Lately the fire seemed to have gone out of their love-making. At least it was back for tonight. Gary was acting like a horny teenager as he wriggled his big tongue in her mouth and molded her ripe hot tits. When they finally came up for air, he was full of ideas.

"I wanna try some of the stuff in that movie!" he leered.

"Go ahead," Robin grinned. "I'm sure up for it. You know, honey, things haven't been too exciting lately."

He wasn't listening, and she realized that this wasn't the time to discuss their sex life. This was a time to do it, not talk about it. Gary was kissing and licking his way down her body. He worked his way down her neck and spent some time on her tits.

"Mmmmm, yeah!" she gurgled.

His hot wet tongue was tracing a sticky line around the base of her lust-stiffened nipples. When her nipples were engorged, they were even more sensitive than usual, and she moaned and writhed with excitement. Her pussy was soon dripping with molten cream.

This was the way Gary used to make love to her, when they were still hot for each other. Robin wished it could be like this every night. She caught herself rubbing her belly wantonly against his stiff pulsating cock, egging him on. He left her swollen tits and started his way down to her soft blond bush.