Kids To School And Then... - 1

My neighbors are a very ordinary, even a bit boring couple with two small children who are in primary school. Actually nothing special except that the neighbor is somehow nice. She is not tall, a bit plump, has a cheerful face with roguish cheeks and blond hair. Her breasts are not large, but about the size of a tennis ball and are always perky forward.

But it's her ass that really drives me crazy. She has a little short legs but a lovely fat ass that makes me hard just thinking about it.

I also get on well with the neighbor, she is much more spontaneous than the neighbor who I think is a really boring prick. On the other hand, I sometimes have a chat with the neighbor and I always get the impression that she also likes me very much.

Every morning the neighbor brings the children to school and then walks past my house. Also this morning I saw the neighbor take the children away. Immediately afterwards I saw the neighbor get into his car in a suit and with a briefcase. So to work. My wife was upstairs doing laundry and I was in the living room because I had a home working day.

After about 10 minutes I saw the neighbor coming back from school. I stood in front of the window dreaming a bit with a cup of coffee in my hands and saw that she looked nice in her yoga pants and tight T-shirt. She must have gone to the gym like this.

The neighbor waved at me and I saw her walking to my front door. Bit surprised I walked to the hallway and just before I reached the door the bell rang. I opened the door and there was indeed the neighbor. I greeted her and took another good look at her. Her yoga pants were nice and tight and I could even see the curve of her cunt lips.

"Hi neighbor!" said Ilse, because that's her name, enthusiastically. "I saw you standing there and thought, I'm going to drop by to ask something. Is that possible?"

"Um, yes, of course", I said, "Come in, would you like some coffee?"

"Well, no, I'm going to work out in a bit and I've just finished a cup." said Ilse but did step inside into the hallway and I closed the front door behind her.

"OK, well, tell me, what can I do for you?" I said.

"Well, you have an elliptical trainer, don't you? Your wife said you don't actually use it and maybe we could take it over?" She looked at me mischievously with a look as if to say 'you're not going to say no'.

"Well, uh, yes you could," I stammered, "it's upstairs, but it's not such a great thing, maybe you should try it first?"

"Of course!" said Ilse, "is it convenient now?"

"Yes, of course, come upstairs with me," I said, "Saskia is also doing the laundry there."

Because Ilse was already standing in front of the stairs, I motioned for her to go upstairs and Ilse walked up ahead of me. I now had a beautiful view of her lovely fat ass in those tight yoga pants and with every step she took I saw her buttocks slide past each other. I got the impression that the yoga pants were now also getting more between her buttocks and I felt my cock grow in my sweatpants.

Saskia also got on well with Ilse and she knew that I wanted her big ass. Now my wife is not unendowed either and has a few good buttocks, but compared to Ilse a few sizes less. In a horny mood I had once told my wife that, although I would never cheat on principle, if I were given the chance Ilse would like to give it a fuck. My wife then said that this was only allowed if she was present, only to add that I shouldn't have any illusions because she knew that Ilse particularly dislikes cheating.

Still, I walked up the stairs with an increasingly stiff cock behind Ilse and wondered how this situation might lead me to play with those buttocks.

When we arrived at the top, Saskia and Ilse greeted each other more warmly and the three of us walked to our bedroom where the cross-trainer was located. My wife was not yet dressed and was wearing her bathrobe in which her round D-cup breasts dangled nicely. It didn't make my dick weaker...

After I had briefly explained how the cross trainer worked, Ilse stepped on it to give it a try. I watched her put in a lot of effort to move the levers and pedals.

"Do you think it's going hard?" I asked.

"To be honest," Ilse answered, "I sometimes do this at the gym, but then it really gets easier."

"Give me a minute," Saskia said, "I know how it must feel."

Ilse stopped and got off after which Saskia took over her place. She turned on and tried to make the movement, but it was also difficult for her. I did see how her bathrobe was quite open and breasts almost popped out. It was inevitable that Ilse also saw this, but she said nothing about it and I thought she was looking at it emphatically.

"Ah! I can already see it," said Saskia, "it's on the heaviest setting, that's why it's so heavy." Then she pressed some buttons a few times and immediately it went much smoother and she could easily make the movement.

"Look, now it's much easier," said Saskia and she quickly made the movements smoothly. Her movements were now so fast and wild that the belt of her bathrobe loosened even more and her large breasts were now clearly visible. "Would you like to try again now?" she said to Ilse and she slowed down to get off.

As she got off she explained to Ilse how to adjust the resistance of the cross-trainer: "Look, with these buttons you can set the resistance" and she beckoned Ilse to look.

Ilse hesitated a bit and then I understood why: "Eh Sas, your bathrobe hangs open and you have quite a view" she said.

My wife looked down and indeed saw how her bosom was visible in almost full regalia. And she turned to me: "Of course you also saw that, but mister doesn't say anything about it again, does he?"

Laughing almost innocently, I said "Honey, Ilse beat me to it, of course I wanted to say it!"

Ilse burst out laughing and Saskia and I looked at her a bit surprised. "What is?" I asked.

"Well, Sas's breasts have been hanging out for a few minutes and I think you liked it that way." she chuckled. "But to the point," she continued immediately, "I'd like to buy the cross-trainer from you. What do you want for it?"

I looked at Saskia but she also shrugged.

"Well, we don't do anything with it anymore," I said, "but it was an expensive thing. I find it difficult to ask for money. What do you think?" and I turned to Saskia.

"Well, that's true," she said, "but just giving it away is pretty much it."

"Well I'm really willing to do something for it," said Ilse, "it's a nice device and I really don't need it for free. Maybe there's something other than money you'd like to have instead?"

I saw my chance to give the conversation an exciting twist and said mischievously, "You mean you want to pay in kind?"

Both Ilse and Saskia were too surprised to say anything and there was a short silence.

But Ilse reacted quickly and replied: "Yes, but that would only be fun for you and not for Saskia, she has no use for it. How do we solve that?" She looked mischievously at both of us.

Now my wife Saskia has not fallen on her mouth either and is always up for a joke. She played along and said: "Yes, you have a point there, Ilse. But do you really think that I would just leave my husband alone with you. He would like to hear that, but not without me!" As she said this she gave me a wink.

"Oh? Would he like that?" Ilse said defiantly now, "but we still have to determine the price. How much should I pay in kind?"

"Well, it was an expensive thing so you really have to do something for it!" I now rejoined the conversation. "I do have an idea, on Tuesdays I always work from home and Sas is also there. Why don't you come and exercise with us in the coming weeks? Then the payment in kind will be fine." Now I winked so clearly at Saskia that Ilse saw it too.

A moment of silence fell and I saw Ilse thinking. Then she said, "OK, sounds like a good deal. Shall we start today?"

"OK," said Saskia and then she turned to me: "Then you can decide which exercise you want to start with, OK for you Ilse? Or do you have another idea?"

"No," said Ilse, "Charley can decide what we're going to do first. What do you suggest?"

"Well then, I suggest we start with the warming up," I said, "to get the muscles smooth, should we give each other a massage?"

"Yes, good idea!" said Ilse, "my back is quite stiff and a massage would be very nice."

"Then I know it's done," I said, "why don't you both lie next to each other on your stomach on the bed and I'll massage you in turn?"

We all liked this idea and after Sas had removed the duvet from the bed and took off her bathrobe, she lay down on the bed with only her panties on. Ilse hesitated a bit but first took off her sneakers. Then she took off her sports shirt and sports bra and lay down on the bed with her yoga pants still on.

I took massage oil from the bedside table and climbed over the ladies on the bed to rub their backs. I also took off my shirt and sweatpants so that I only had my boxers on. By now I had gotten a big stiff cock but because the ladies were lying on their stomachs they couldn't see this.

In turn I now started to rub oil on the backs of both ladies. When massaging I always sat over their thighs where, when I bent over, I could touch their buttocks with my cock. I had already done this a few times with Saskia and I noticed that she got excited, after all, we did this more often and it always turned out to be a nice fuck.

"Maybe you should give your attention to Ilse, dear," said Saskia and gave me a wink, "I know how good your massages are, but Ilse still needs to experience it."

"Oh, what a treat," said Ilse and just when I wanted to sit over her again, she shook those big buttocks of hers wonderfully.

I took care of her now and massaged her from her shoulders to her lower back where her yoga pants still prevented access to her buttocks. Saskia lay down on her side next to Ilse so that she could see us well and I in turn could admire her big breasts.

Ilse really enjoyed it now because every now and then she moaned lightly. Too bad she still had her yoga pants on because they were too tight to be able to knead her wonderful bottom. Now every time I reached her lower back with my hands, I rubbed a little deeper with my thumbs under the elastic band of her yoga pants. Exactly at this moment, Ilse's moaning became a little stronger.

That's why I took more initiative again: "I'll just put your sports pants down Ilse because otherwise I can't reach it properly, OK?" I said.

"Oh yeah, do I have to get up for that?" asked Ilse in turn.

"No, I think I can do that," I said and grabbed her yoga pants by the belt and slowly slid them down. Ilse cooperates by pushing her hips slightly up from the bed to create space. At the same time as her yoga pants, I also took her slip that she had on underneath. Only when I had taken both off completely did Ilse realize this.

"Hey? What are you doing now? Am I naked now? I didn't say my panties could come off too?" Ilse said it in a tone that indicated she didn't really think it was a problem.

"Oh yes now it's over already. Do you want him to put your panties back on?" Saskia interjected now, "I'd leave it off because it's much nicer for your massage," she continued.

"Yes, it's easy for you to talk," Ilse responded, "because you both still have something on, but I'm completely naked!"

Because I had just taken off Ilse's pants, I was still standing next to the bed with my dick clearly visible in my boxer shorts. Ilse looked to the side and it can't help but see this clearly.

"Perhaps Saskia can also take off her panties, then you are no longer the only one?" I suggested and without waiting for an answer I saw Saskia pull down her panties to reveal her beautiful bald pussy.

Ilse looked at Saskia and then back at me. "Yes, that's not fair either," she said, "now we ladies are both naked but you still have your boxers on."

I subtly moved a little closer to the bed so that Ilse could easily touch me. I felt my excitement rising but said calmly: "I don't think that's wise Ilse, if I sit on the back of your legs without boxers to massage you, there is a chance that my cock will accidentally touch your buttocks."

Saskia encouraged Ilse: "Maybe you should take a look at Charley's cock first, Ilse, because you might think it's too big."

"Oh that's okay," I said and moved even closer to Ilse's face. Slowly I lowered my boxers until my cock popped out and was about eight inches from Ilse's face. "Look, Ilse, that's what it looks like," I said somewhat proudly, "are you sure you dare to get this against your buttocks?"

"Mmm, let me have a look," Ilse said and with one hand she gently grabbed my cock. She pushed it up a little and looked closely at my scrotum. "I have to check if you're shaved properly because I don't like cocks that sting." She stroked my perfectly shaved pocket and cock with her hand and nodded approvingly.

"Approved?" I asked.

"Sure, it feels wonderfully soft!" said Ilse. She grabbed my cock now and made a gentle tugging motion.

"Are you clean shaven Ilse?" Saskia now intervened and without waiting for an answer she straightened up to look between Ilse's buttocks.

"Of course, smooth on smooth, that's the best, right?" answered Ilse, "Just feel it, then you can judge for yourself."

Saskia did not let herself be told again and she carefully spread Ilse's legs, got on her knees between them and looked closely at Ilse's cunt. Although I expected that Saskia might feel with her hand, I saw that she dived with her face between Ilse's legs and licked through Ilse's slit with her tongue full.

"Ow!" moaned Ilse and she squeezed my cock harder. At the same time I saw that she lifted her buttocks to give Saskia more space to lick her like that while she was still lying on her stomach.

For a moment Ilse let go of my cock as she closed her eyes and moaned again. I saw that she opened her mouth slightly. I grabbed my cock and now moved my head against her lips. Without opening her eyes, Ilse knew what she felt on her lips. She opened her mouth wider and sucked in my head and while my wife Saskia licked her from below, Ilse started giving me a nice blowjob. There was now no way back, my long cherished wish came true!

Saskia now also sat down well. On her knees with her ass up and her face between Ilse's big buttocks. She really liked it because she moaned a lot and pushed her ass up all the time. She was so engrossed that she let my cock slip out of her mouth and lay there moaning with her eyes closed, enjoying Saskia's licking.

Ilse has nice dimpled cheeks and now that she wasn't blowing me anymore I rubbed my cock over her cheek and pushed my head against the dimple. For a while this was very tasty but I wanted more.

"And Sas, is Ilse clean-shaven?" I asked.

Saskia stopped licking and straightened up: "I haven't been able to detect a stubble yet," she said with Ilse's cunt juice on her face, "and she's super wet, would you like to taste it?"

"Yes, I would, but then I have another idea," I said, "let Ilse get you wet as well."

The ladies didn't let themselves be told twice: Saskia now lay on her back on the bed with her legs spread wide and Ilse dove with her face between them. Sitting on her knees on the edge of the bed, she stuck her fat buttocks back so that I could reach them. I watched her cunt lips glisten with moisture as I moved behind her.

Saskia lay enjoying how Ilse licked her but nodded affirmatively to me when I aimed my cock at Ilse's ass and looked at her questioningly. I rubbed my cock through Ilse's wet slit and heard her moan as she continued to lick Saskia.

I continued to rub my cock head through that wet slit but then Ilse stopped licking Saskia, raised her head a little and said: "You can cum inside me but then you have to put a condom on it."