Another surprise visitor!

Mark was blown away by the surprising actions that had just gone on before him. He was completely spent, having coated the parting fence with two loads of his hot lava within such a short period. Mark continued eying the ladies, as they lay naked, absorbing the sun's rays. Mark felt his bladder fill and made his way to the house to relieve himself.

On the way to the house, Mark realized that he could have an unobstructed, clear view of the ladies, from the second floor bathroom window. It was high enough, that it looked over the fence, and he'd be able to continue watching the ladies from a safe distance. On his way to the bathroom, Mark pulled the mini binoculars, stuffed in the junk drawer, in the kitchen. He made it to the bathroom and cracked the window, so he could witness any further action. He sat on the toilet and quickly relieved himself as he focused the binoculars on the neighbor's back yard.

Mark quickly focused on his wife's naked form, lying on her back, amidst the colorful towels. However, Monica was not there. Mark scoured the yard looking for Monica and her large breasts, but could not find either. Suddenly he saw Monica appear with a large pitcher and two glasses, from the house. Monica poured a light green liquid form the pitcher into the clear glasses. Mark surmised that the two were drinking margueritas.

The two ladies finished the entire pitcher rather quickly, and Monica disappeared back into the house, later reappearing holding another pitcher, and a wicked smile. This pitcher went down slower than the previous, but the girls were beginning to touch and fondle each other again. Nothing serious was happening, but Monica and Sally would laughingly exchange gropes. Mark was becoming impatient, wanting to see another lesbian encounter between the two lovelies. He couldn't believe that Monica was going back into the house carrying an empty pitcher. Mark was getting a little uncomfortable from having been sitting on the toilet for so long. He pulled his pants up, thinking nothing else was going to happen, when all of a sudden he heard Monica call out Sally's name. Mark refocused his binoculars on the couple.

Sally was still lying naked on her side, looking towards the house. Mark scanned along her sight line to see Monica standing at the patio door, holding another pitcher of margueritas in one hand, and a huge black cock in the other. The only problem was that the cock was attached to a well-built, well-muscled, athletic young male, who just also happened to be naked! Mark fell back upon the seat unsure of what he should do. Remaining in shock, he simply watched the rest of the events transpire, as he held onto the binoculars.

Mark couldn't see Sally's face, but her head turned and looked towards the fence, before turning back to the couple making their way towards her. Monica's face was beaming with excitement, though Mark couldn't hear what was being said from his new viewpoint. Monica lay the guy next to Sally, then propped herself next to the guy. Sally never moved, though you could tell the guy was talking to her, as his eyes roamed up and down her luscious body. Meanwhile, Monica's hand was tracing lines on the guy's chest as she talked to Sally also. It didn't take long for Monica's hand to end up tracing lines along the hardening shaft between the guy's legs. Mark watched in amazement as Monica's hand barely wrapped around the thick pole. Mark could also see that it would probably take two, if not three, of her hands to equal his length. Mark suddenly felt very inferior, compared to this stud.

Monica continued to slowly stroke him, while continually talking to Sally and the guy. Sally, still, had not made any move towards the guy. Mark wished he could listen to the conversation, yet felt glued to his seat as he continued to watch. Sally, again, turned and looked towards the fence, as if she were looking for Mark. Mark watched as Monica released her grip on the rod, which was sticking up like a flagpole now, and reached across his body, stroking Sally's tits. She was obviously turning Sally on as Mark watched her lick her lips. Sally, for the third time now, craned her neck to look towards the fence, before Monica's hand caressed her shoulder, then her arm. Monica's hand finally came to rest on Sally's wrist. Monica pulled Sally's wrist, with no resistance, till Sally's hand was touching the black flagpole. Sally's hand opened and gripped the thick shaft at the base. Monica's hand gripped the exposed flesh, and to Mark's confirmation, there still existed more exposed flesh. The two hands stroked the flesh up and down, while Monica continued talking to Sally. Monica's hand occasionally slipped over the crown, teasing some pre-cum from the thick vein protruding from the shaft. Monica shifted her hand beneath Sally's, offering her the opportunity to smear the pre-cum over the mushroom-shaped head. Sally slowly accustomed herself to stroking the large snake, while Monica's hand drifted down to play with the nut sack that was laden with his manseed.

Mark realized there was a tightness in his jeans. He was sporting another hardon despite his recent ejaculations. He had to admit that he was enjoying the voyeuristic thrill, even though his wife was with another man. He pulled his jeans back down and released his cock into the familiar grip of his fist.

When Mark refocused on the trio, Monica had slid lower, and was now licking the pre-cum that Sally stroked from his cock. Sally's hand was traveling the entire length of the shaft, with practiced ease now, causing a droplet of clear liquid to appear at the tip, with every stroke. Monica's tongue lapped at the droplet, spearing it, leaving a strand trailing from his cock to her mouth. It didn't take long for Monica to taste the musky meat, licking her wet tongue along the shaft as Sally continued to stroke, making it wetter for Sally. Monica positioned herself over the pole and opened her mouth, letting the huge head stretch her lips as it slipped into her hot mouth. Monica engulfed as much of the fuck stick as she could, while Sally fed it to her, continually stroking the cock like a professional. After several minutes, Monica backed off the, now shining pole, panting heavily with excitement. Monica took over Sally's task, and stroked the heavenly cock with her hand. She tilted the cock in Sally's direction.

Sally, slowly, lowered her head down the guy's muscular abdomen till she came within a fraction of an inch of his pride. Her pink tongue slowly snaked out and lapped at the head, which Monica was offering her. Sally rolled her tongue over the purple head as Monica expertly stroked the cock in Sally's direction. Sally, on sudden impulse, threw all caution to the wind and opened wide, allowing his cock entrance into her oral cavern. Mark couldn't see Sally's face, but from the expression on the guy's face, she was doing a great job. Sally bobbed on the stuffed sausage until she too was short on breath, releasing the cock for Monica.

The two girls continued lapping and sucking on the stick, alternating between each other. On several occasions, the girls simultaneously licked up the sides of his pole, before entwining their tongues in a deep kiss, just above the throbbing member. The big black cock continued invading each pearly white mouth, going deeper and deeper, each time the girls attempted swallowing the rigid rod.

The guy went stiff, bucking his hips upwards as Sally was stroking his cock and Monica was tickling his balls. Both girls were licking the sides of his cock when the hot lava erupted from the small opening in the top. Streams of hot white liquid shot into the air, falling like rain onto each girl's face as they continued tickling the turgid flesh with their tongues. By the time the guy had stopped spewing, both girls had cum spattered on their faces and hands. Sally and Monica sucked all the remaining fluid from the rapidly deflating pole, then cleaned each other's face with their tongues, before embracing in another sensual, tongue-battling kiss.

Mark couldn't believe it! There was cum on his hands. He had ejaculated at the same time as the guy! It wasn't much, but it was the third time today Mark blew his nuts. He was definitely turned on. He grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned his mess. When he refocused on the trio, he saw the three walking back into the house. Monica was holding the pitcher, Sally was holding the glasses, and the guy was holding both girls.