George, Their Neighbour

Cheryl had awoken to a loud splash. Looking around in the darkness of her room she hoped that it was nothing.

Maybe a raccoon fell in the pool again.

She could hear more splashing, was that a... "NOISE!" There was no mistakening that scream. It was shortly followed by more splashing and laughter.

Cheryl sat up, and looked to the shadowy lump next to her. Glancing at the clock she debated what to do.

Getting out of bed she creeped over to the window and glanced out into their dark backyard beyond it.

A dark silhouette floated in the midst of the barely shimmering water. After a few moments it seemed to part with another round of loud splashing.

Cheryl rubbed her brow walking back towards the bed. It was too late for this nonsense. As she climbed back into the bed a tired voice emerged from the shadowy lump she had attempted to leave undisturbed.

"What is it?"

"I think it's just some kids in the pool." Cheryl replied quietly, her husband beginning to emerge from the nondescript lump.

George made an incoherent grumble as he got up and threw on his house coat over his pajamas.

"Just leave it dear. It's kids being kids."

"I wish. When we were younger it was kids being kids. Now they're marks for lawyers to come after us if they even deliberately drown themselves in that pool." Stomping towards the bedroom door he shouted over his shoulder, "I'm not about to lose my retirement over some kids being kids!"

George stomped down the stairs and made his way through the dark house to his back patio door. Reaching over to the light switch he flipped the one for the in pool lighting.

George's first thought was he's too old for this shit. Back in the 60s or 70s he would have loved to find two naked women in his backyard. Now though it was just a nuisance to his peaceful night.

As he slid the glass door open he immediately shouted, "What do you think you're doing? Get dressed and get out of here!"

The two women didn't shy or spook for a moment, as they both looked over at the 60 year old man, before glancing at each other and then swimming towards him.

George glanced around the pool area wondering where these two left their things, it's not like they were wandering the streets naked.

Something wasn't right though. Over the years George had chased numerous teens from his pool. They always splashed to the nearest edge before pulling themselves out and bolting over his fence into the ravine beyond.

As this dawned on George he watched as the two curvaceous women pulled their forms from the water before him.

He stared at the nude forms with surprise, and felt embers of desire stir within him. Something was amiss though. "Melissa? Is that you? Your parents are going to be furious when they..." George started ranting, unaware of the fact they both kept approaching, unaware of the reason he barely recognized Melissa was the changes the Idol had induced in her human appearance.

"I'm sorry Mr. Grossi. It's just she wanted to go for a swim real badly, and how can you resist.." Melissa began as her mother cockily strutted up and shoved her hand down George's pajama pants grabbing the shriveled cock with in.

"I've always had a thing for older men." Magda whispered, her fingers dancing around the old man's penis. "I'm told I can no longer help myself from fulfilling the filthiest desires I find, do you have any?"

George was muted with surprise. Never had he known a woman to act so... Uninhibited. He felt his cock grow rigid, he marveled that he hadn't needed a Viagra or Cialis to get it this far.

As he began to mouth words he found this unknown woman meeting his lips, kissing him passionately, her tongue dueled with his in his mouth.

Melissa meanwhile got down on her knees, pulling her neighbours pants down to his knees she began dancing her elongated tongue around her mother's hand as it stroked at the 6" cock.

"We'll make it worthwhile catching us." She stated alluringly as Magda kept his words, and gasps of pleasure muffled, with George's increasingly reciprocal making out.

Magda removed her hand from his cock, liberating it for a moment before her daughter's mouth took hold of it, her hands pulling the man's ass cheeks towards her helping her swallow it whole.

As Magda wandered her hand up George's torso she pulled away from the kissing her tongue slowly withdrawing from the enraptured old man.

Magda smiled devilishly noticing the wrinkles already fading from his face, the dark colour of his hair advancing on the silver age that had taken root.

George's hands wandered, one taking hold of Melissa's now bobbing head as the other grasped at Magda's full breasts.

George wanted to stop and think for a moment, he was happily married over 40 years.

But just as his resistance began to rally Magda joined her daughter, pinning the old man against his glass door with a thud. Their tongues danced together around his cock, when one would dive onto the shafted the other would suck on his balls. They purred at each other, felt all over each other, and stared adoringly, with wanton hunger up to his eyes everytime he looked down.

It wasn't long before George thrusted his hips forward, moaning as he desperately tried to cum as Melissa and her mother giggled, lathering their tongues along his now 8" cock.

Kissing up along his chest Melissa glanced at her mother before smiling at their neighbour.

"George, what, or who do you want to do next?" She asked huskily. "The wife might get curious what the noise Is, and why you've been down here so long."