Chris set his sparkling glass of Zinfandel down on the brick-and-concrete rim of the spa. Across from him, his wife did the same.
They’d heard on the news that they might be able to see bits of the Leonid Meteor Shower tonight, so they’d slipped into their swimsuits and headed for the spa with two glasses and a good bottle of white.
Gina’d chosen to wear her favorite skimpy black bikini. It clung to her tanned, shapely figure, emphasizing the swell of her huge, fake tits. Her blonde-streaked brown hair fell past her shoulders; brown eyes were made a misty blue with the help of colored contacts.
He loved every inch of her.
The cool November air raised goose bumps along their skin. Glancing at each other, they silently agreed to seek warmth in the bubbling water.
Gina lowered herself until only her head was visible. The look in her eyes was patently mischievous as she pressed her foot against his cock.
Chris gasped, sputtering in the water.
“Christ, woman! Don’t you ever get enough? We’re here to watch the meteor shower, remember? Not mess around in the spa like a couple of drunken teenagers. Jesus.”
She laughed, low and sultry. “Can’t we do both?”
He eyed her warily. “Maybe.”
“Maybe, huh? Maybe?” She rubbed her foot teasingly on his dick. “Maybe?”
She wasn’t prepared for the lunge that lifted her to her feet.
“You asked for it,” he muttered dangerously.
He yanked her bikini top off roughly, exposing her tits to the chilly air. He wasted no time in cupping them, squeezing them.
“My sexy bitch,” he murmured, lowering his head.
He suckled greedily at her breast, teeth scraping and tongue tormenting. Her nipple hardened in his mouth. She moaned loudly and ground her hips against him.
Moving her bikini bottom aside, he stuffed not one, but two fingers into her warm cunt. His thumb moved to rub insistently on her clit while his fingers scissored and thrust inside of her.
“Ohhhhhh, mmm, Chris. Yeahhh, baby. Yeah. Oooohh, I love the way you finger me.”
“Yeah? You like the way I fuck you, too?” he asked, tracing circles on her clit.
“Nobody’s … ever … fucked me … better,” she managed. “Fuck the damn meteors! I want you to fuck me!” she begged.
“You wanna put on our own show, huh?” He chuckled at her nod.
Unbeknownst to them, their next door neighbor Walter was enjoying the show, too.
He’d been drinking a beer and watching the stars when he’d heard Gina’s moans and decided to investigate. He pressed himself up against the fence and peered though a small hole, and what did his eyes spy but his sexy young neighbors, fooling around in the spa! Never one to waste an opportunity to jerk off, he unzipped his pants and freed his cock, one eye peeping through the hole.
He started to stroke his cock, feeling it harden as he gazed at the couple.
As he watched, Chris pulled his fingers from Gina’s pussy and turned her away from him. Holding her hips steady, he slowly pushed his dick into her tight, hot little cunt.
Walter bit back a moan of desire. He stroked even faster.
Gina gripped the side of the spa where a small waterfall spilled into the pool below. Her knuckles turned white against the deep blue Mediterranean tiles as her husband pounded into her.
“Chriiiisssssss,” she wailed. “Harder! HARDER!”
He began fucking her in earnest then, his thick cock filling her pussy until she thought she’d die from the pleasure. She thrust back against him in a frenzy, aching for release.
Chris grunted and slapped her ass, the wet sound echoing. He slapped it again.
“Oh yeah, baby, fuckin’ spank me! Fuckin’ spank my ass!” Gina plead. She wriggled it invitingly at him even as she let out another moan of bliss at his fucking.
He jerked her head back by the hair, exciting them both.
“You like that, bitch? Huh? You like it when daddy spanks your ass?”
“Ohhhh, yeah, daddy,” Gina moaned. “Spank me harder, daddy!”
Walter’s stroking reached a fever pitch. Sweat broke out on his brow as he beat his meat. He’d never seen anything so hot!
Chris placed his hands on his wife’s shoulders and sank his cock balls deep into her. He draped himself over her and bit her neck – right as he pressed down hard on her clit.
“CHRIIISSSS!!!!” Gina screamed. She shook with the force of her orgasm.
“I’m cumming, baby, I’m cumming!” he answered her, shooting a load of hot, creamy cum into her quivering, clenching cunt.
“I’m cumming, too!” cried Walter, a second before he realized he was supposed to be hidden.
“WALTER?!” they exclaimed, staring at the fence, sweaty bodies still stuck together.
He winced as he shot his load over the bougainvillea. Now what?
“Walter?” Gina asked tentatively. “Is that you?”
“Yeah,” he replied. “It’s me. I was just … ah … watching the show. Er, shower. The meteors. In the sky. Watching the meteors.” He broke off with an oath.
“The meteors, huh?” Chris asked as he eased out of Gina. “I bet.”
Gina laughed her smoky laugh. “Lookyloo, you.”
“Well, you might as well come over, now that you’ve seen us. White Zinfandel okay with you?” Chris inquired as he hefted the bottle.
“Um … sure,” Walter said. “Sure, I like white zin.”
“Then hop the fence already!” Gina cried. “Chris’ll be ready to fuck me again soon, and it’s been a damn long time since I’ve had it up both holes.”
Walter swallowed hard as he gripped the fence. It was gonna be a long night!