4. The Neighbor's Invitation

Dawn bleeds pink across the lake when Mira’s phone buzzes on the dock. Unknown number.

She squints, smirks, shows you the screen:

“Saw everything. Dock was hot. Coffee at our place? – J & L”

Your cock twitches against her thigh, still sticky from last night.

Mira licks her lips, “Neighbors want a show… or a taste.”

She texts back: “Give us 20. Bring toys.”

You walk the shoreline path, naked, hand in hers, cum still drying on her tits.

The cabin is modern glass and cedar; the couple waits on the deck.

Jade—tall, redhead, freckles, pierced nipples under a sheer robe.

Leo—inked, lean, cock already hard, veins like ropes.

They don’t speak; Jade just drops her robe, spreads on the outdoor couch, pussy shaved, glistening.

Leo hands Mira a thick glass dildo, “Warm-up.”

Mira kneels, spreads Jade’s lips, slides the toy in—slow, deep.

Jade arches, moans, “Fuck, she’s good.”

You step behind Mira, grip her hips, slam into her cunt.

SQUELCH.

Cum from last night foams around your shaft.

Leo films on his phone, stroking himself.

Jade cums fast, squirting over Mira’s wrist.

Mira pulls the dildo out, sucks it clean, eyes on you.

“Your turn, Heto. Pick a hole.”

You choose Jade’s ass.

She bends over the railing, lake view, spreads.

You spit, push in—tight, hot, virgin.

She screams, grips the rail, knuckles white.

Mira kneels under you, licks your balls, tongue flicking Jade’s clit.

Leo steps up, feeds Mira his cock.

She gags, drool dripping, takes him to the root.

You pound Jade, ass rippling, cum leaking from Mira’s pussy onto the deck.

Jade cums again, ass clenching, milking you.

You pull out, spray ropes across her back, Mira’s face.

Mira licks it off, swaps it mouth-to-mouth with Jade.

Leo grabs Mira, bends her beside Jade.

Side-by-side asses, both gaping.

You take turns—Mira’s cunt, Jade’s ass, Mira’s ass, Jade’s cunt.

Squelch-slap-squelch.

The women kiss, tongues tangled, cum-smeared.

Leo films close-ups: your cock stretching holes, cum bubbling, squirts arcing.

Mira looks back, “Breed us both. Let Daddy see the lineup.”

You choose Mira.

One final thrust, balls-deep, explode.

Thick ropes flood her womb, overflow, drip into Jade’s open mouth below.

Jade swallows, moans, fingers herself to another orgasm.

You collapse.

The deck is soaked—cum, squirt, sweat.

Jade lights a joint, passes it.

Leo stops recording, “We’ll edit this… send it to your dad?”

Mira laughs, cum still leaking, “Already AirDropping.”

End of Chapter 4