‘New Neighbor’ [lesbian] [first time] [breeding]

Then Rhonda leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Now let’s fuck my wife.”

John looked over at her, and saw the encouragement in her expression. Movement on the couch made him turn back to Mary-Ann in time to see her shirt come up over her head, revealing her breasts imprisoned by a white bra. The shirt flew across the room and Mary-Ann stood up and walked in front of both Rhonda and John, her arms going behind her back to unclasp her underwear. Her eyes flicked from Rhonda to John as her bra fell away to land on the floor. Her breasts were full and perky, not a single sign of age or gravity affecting them, with quarter-sized areolas and little dark pink nipples. Simultaneously, both John and Rhonda breathed deep and sighed at the sight of the beautiful woman.

“Wow.” John said appreciatively.

“Right?” Rhonda agreed.

Mary-Ann smiled coyly at the pair watching her, and wiggled her shoulders so that her breasts shook back and forth, bobbing and jiggling healthily. John’s cock strained at its confines in his pants as he watched her impressive display. She sidled over to the pair on the couch, and held out her hands, one to each of them, and helped them to their feet. Both Rhonda and John clasped a hand over one of Mary-Ann’s tits, causing her eyes to flutter and her breath to catch. She slipped a pair of her fingers into his beltline, staring into his eyes.

“Let’s get rid of this and go to the bedroom.”

Her whispered words were heeded, and they made a train to the bedroom. There, John found a king-sized bed, with a subdued color scheme to the room, giving off a homey, comfortable feeling. He fumbled with his shirt, pulling it over his head, revealing his slightly toned midsection.

Mary-Ann rounded on John, closed with him, and edged her head toward him, inviting him to close the embrace. John’s heart leapt as he leaned in and touched his lips to hers, her body pushing against his, feeling her bare breasts squash against his chest. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, and he pushed back, the muscles sliding around and against each other. 

Mary-Ann broke apart from him with a gasp, and backed away towards the bed, licking his spit off her lips. Rhonda was already pantsless, proudly displaying a neatly trimmed bush which barely hid her pussy, as she gathered the hem of her shirt to pull it off.

“C’mon kid, you’re behind.” Rhonda said, her cheeks tinged with red.

John quickly unclasped his jeans and let them fall to the floor, his shorts following, leaving his hard on to point out from his crotch, balls swinging free in the warm indoors. By the time he looked up, Rhonda was bare-chested, sporting a sexy pair of tits, smaller than her wife’s, and with a lighter pink color to her nipples. Her eyes were on his cock, which was fully erect at exactly six inches long and thick enough to need a large-size condom. If they had needed one.

“Wow.” Rhonda said.

“Right?” Mary-Ann said, thumbing open the fly of her pants, “Rhonda hasn’t ever seen a penis in real life.”

“Do you like what you see?” John asked her, using his hand to stroke himself. 

Rhonda stepped toward him, glancing between his eyes and his cock. He let go of himself so that she could touch him, which she did, grasping him around the shaft with one hand. She smiled, caressing him, “It’s so soft, but yet so hard.”

John’s breathing got shallower as she touched him, and moved one of his hands up to cup one of her tits, lightly kneading the spongy tissue. Rhonda looked at him with eyes wide and lips parted, an unexpectedly feminine squeak leaving her throat, and her breathing light against his face. After a few mutual gropes, Rhonda blinked and swallowed, letting go of his reproductive organ and twisting slightly so that his hand fell from her breast.  

“Let’s focus on Mary-Ann, okay?”

John nodded as Mary-Ann kicked her pants off and stretched to her toes.

“I’m ready. Let’s do this.” she said.

Rhonda slipped her hand around his waist as they moved toward Mary-Ann.

“I’ll get her ready for you.” Rhonda said. John came around the side, his cock wobbling back and forth, while Rhonda knelt between Mary-Ann’s legs.

John got to watch the effects that Rhonda’s tongue and lips had on Mary-Ann for the next couple of minutes. She laid there at first as he sat next to her, with her eyes on his, as her wife ate her out, the expressions on her face subject to the whims of Rhonda’s tongue. After a particularly loud moan, Mary-Ann refocused back at John with a grin, “She’s REALLY good at this.”

“It looks like it!” John responded.

Mary-Ann’s eyes slid closed and her mouth opened; her breathing intensifying, and vocalizations accenting her breath. She suddenly took a deep breath, and one hand shot down to grip Rhonda’s hair, pushing her hard against her pussy. 

She came hard, spasms accompanying her moans of sweet pleasure, her fingers digging into the bedspread.

Rhonda finally came up for air, and climbed up on top of her wife, clear and whitish liquid smearing her lower half of her face and dripping down her chin and neck. They made out passionately, little moans coming from Mary-Ann as she came down from her pleasurable high. When they broke apart, Rhonda looked over at John, who was transfixed by the display of pleasure, pre-cum beading at the end of his dick.

“Your turn to cum, and you know where we want it.”

He came around to where Mary-Ann’s legs unwrapped from around Rhonda’s bare lower back, allowing her wife to leave her embrace, and leaving herself open for John to have access. Rhonda’s pussy was dripping a little bit, but Mary-Ann’s snatch was a slick mess, after all the work Rhonda had done there. Rhonda lay beside her wife on the bed as John came up between Mary-Ann’s legs, and his cock touched her labia. He looked up at them both, who were both looking at him with expectation in their eyes, “Ready?” he asked. 

Mary-Ann nodded, “Go slow at first. Haven’t had anything in there for a decade.”

He rubbed his glans in the mess of fluids, and used his hand to coat his tool in lubricant. Then he positioned himself at her entrance, and pushed in.

Both Mary-Ann and John gasped deeply as the head of his cock slipped up and inside her. The slightest push slipped his dick deeper into her, so he put his hands on her hips and bottomed out. It was extremely tight. 

Her face was one of distress, but not of pain. Her eyes slow-blinked as his meat pushed her inner tissues aside, and she released her held breath slowly through her teeth. Rhonda was watching John’s cock disappear inside her wife, and put one of her hands against her own pussy, drawing circles with her fingertips. 

John, knowing he wasn’t going to last long at all, used his hips to pull back only to push back into her, her breathing in sync with his thrust. 

“Okay?” he said, looking up at Mary-Ann, who nodded with closed eyes.

“I’m gonna cum soon,” he said as he worked his hips, Mary-Ann panting in unison with his thrusts as he moved in and out of her pussy.

Rhonda got off the bed and walked around to his side, putting one hand against his thrusting lower back, and her lips near his ear.

“Cum inside her!”

His floodgates opened with a groan. Heat bloomed in his gut and chest as his orgasm built higher and higher, Mary-Ann grunted in tandem with his thrusts as his cock swelled to maximum hardness. His breathing became more rapid, and he hissed it out through his teeth; Rhonda’s hand swept up his chest, her breath fiery against his skin. 

He bucked his hips forward as his semen shot through him and into her, shot after shot splashing into her cervix and the area around it. He held himself rigid as he planted his seed in her deepest reaches, his whole body flexing and straining with the effort, Rhonda holding on to him.

Finally he released his held breath and staggered back, his cock pulling free of Mary-Ann’s embrace. Regaining her state of mind, she pulled her legs up, changing the angle of her pussy, and keeping as much of the fluid he gave to her inside her folds. Some of it bubbled at her entrance, but it didn’t drip. Rhonda held on to John as he weaved on his feet from the strength of his orgasm.

“Whoa, you okay dude?”

He nodded, “Yeah, just came hard.”

They both collapsed on the bed next to Mary-Ann, who was laying with eyes half shut, hands around her knees as she held her legs to her chest. 

“What is that, yoga?” John asked sincerely.

Both Mary-Ann and Rhonda laughed before Mary-Ann turned her head to him.

“No, silly, it’s to keep your cum inside me, and let it drip through my cervix.” 

John nodded, “Makes sense.”

Mary-Ann, curious, asked, “How long has it been since you had sex?”

John looked at the ceiling and sighed, “This was my first time.”

Together, the girls said “What??”

He looked back at them sharply, seeing their incredulous expressions and not knowing why, “What’s the big deal?”

Mary-Ann got her elbows under her, letting her legs fall to the bed, “You lost your virginity in a threesome, and not with someone you care about?”

He looked between the two, feeling like he was missing something.

Rhonda got up and came around the bed, John sat up as she sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. Mary-Ann, all attempts to keep his cum inside her abandoned, sat up completely, and hugged him.

“We wouldn’t have asked you if we had known.” Mary-Ann said, her voice muffled.

“Yeah, the first time is supposed to be special,” Rhonda said.

John had no clue about how sex could have different levels of specialty. He knew he was a horny young man and these ladies wanted to get it on for the purpose of breeding, so he obliged, glad to finally get some. But he had apparently missed something. “I didn’t know,” he said, at a loss.

Mary-Ann sat up and looked him in the face, “It’s okay. If I had known…”

“You should come back tomorrow and we’ll do this again.” Rhonda said, flexing her fingers on his shoulder.

“Yes!” Mary-Ann said, excited, “We wanted you to come back a couple times while I’m ovulating, but we’ll make tomorrow special for you.”

John agreed, and he got dressed. They bade him a good night and he walked back across the street to his house, and after a shower, he laid in bed, thinking about everything that happened since he met Rhonda and Mary-Ann, and realizing that he had a lot to learn about sex and relationships. His concentration on school and work and other duties obviously left gaps in his life experience, so he was glad he met the Parks.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o6plfh/new_neighbor_lesbian_first_time_breeding