Note to readers: The story below and subsequent chapters involves open relationships between consenting adults, including incest. Everyone involved is 18 or older. If you don't enjoy stories that involve incest then you should probably find something else to read. Thanks to Daddsgirlfl for editorial support!
The New Neighborhood
Hi, my name is Tom, Tom Brostwin.
I'm 40 years old, 6'1", I workout to stay in shape, so I'm a strong lean 200 lbs.
My family consists of me and my 20 year old daughter Heather. I've been a widower and single parent since Heather was 12. Helen, her mother and the love of my life, left our lives suddenly, 8 years ago when her car skidded out of control in a blizzard.
Heather is a beautiful young woman with long blonde hair, electric blue eyes, and an ever-present smile. She is 5'6" tall, has luscious soft lips, 36C tits, a narrow waist, an amazing ass, and a cleanly shaved soft plump pussy that tastes like pineapple. It also swells and blossoms when she is aroused.
Heather tricked me into having sex with her when she turned 18, and since then we have been passionate lovers. Perhaps I'll write that story some day.
I've been blessed with a cock that most women consider "large". When fully erect, it is 8 inches long and nearly 2 inches in diameter. I believe that a healthy sex life is essential to the happiness of all humans. Heather feels the same, and she and I ensure each other's happiness whenever we can.
Chapter 1 - I Fuck Heather's Roommate
Heather and I decided to move. We wanted more space, more luxury, a nice home office for me, and most importantly a pool with privacy. We also wanted to be close enough to the University that Heather was attending to allow her to come home easily whenever she wanted.
After a lengthy search we finally found a house for sale on a cul-de-sac with four other homes. The house we looked at was perfect for us. We moved in just as Heather was starting her fall semester. This left me to work, enjoy some time reading and writing and getting to know our new neighbors.
My initial interactions with the neighbors were casual conversations while people were out for a walk, weeding their gardens, or just a wave as they were taking their teenage sons to high school activities.
The four families living there seemed close but I rarely saw them having community parties. They all had sons who were in their senior year of high school, and as I later found out they all have daughters at the local university.
It wasn't long after we arrived that I began to sense some discord in this tight knit group. The four women, all around 40, are fit, attractive, and seem to spend significant time together. Their husbands, on the other hand, seem to be just as frequently absent. I'm naturally curious, but as the new guy on the block I didn't want to be too nosy.
My first opportunity to break the ice came, while Heather was away at school, and when Kristen called to invite me to dinner with her and her husband Paul, at their house on Friday night. Her voice was friendly and welcoming and I looked forward to getting to know them better.
On Friday night, I dressed casually in dockers, a polo shirt and boat shoes, and walked down the street to their house. It was a beautiful night in late August. There was a light breeze, the sun just setting, the sky fading from dark purple to light blue. It made me smile as I breathed in the fresh air. I was excited to be meeting new people.
I rapped gently at the entrance to Kristin and Paul's large well landscaped house, using the antique knocker mounted on a solid oak door. While waiting, I glanced around and realized that their house, like my own, enjoyed the space, privacy and the rural feel that this cul-de-sac provides for each of the five homes.
"Hi Tom!" Greeted Kristen with a bright cheerful smile, and a tight hug that pressed her breasts against my abs and her hips pressed against my groin. "Please come in, Paul will be joining us soon," she smiled as she stepped back and her right hand slid down to caress and squeeze my cock.
I was surprised by her actions, but let it go, attributing them to her outgoing and overly flirtatious personality. It felt good to be meeting the neighbors, and to feeling part of a new neighborhood. Heather is constantly pushing me to date, to get out and meet people. She may have a point. I smiled to myself, thinking that perhaps Paul and Kristen have an open marriage that would help to balance my sexual needs while Heather is away.
A short time later Paul came down the stairs dressed casually. He was cordial, but not as friendly as I might have hoped.
"Hi Paul, I'm Tom. My daughter and I love this neighborhood and can't wait to meet everyone. Thanks for inviting me," I greeted him, while reaching out for a hand shake.
"Hi Tom. Glad you could come," he responded, with a forced smile and awkwardly ignoring my extended hand.
It was odd, but I let it go, thinking that maybe he had had a bad day, or that possibly he and Kristen didn't see eye-to-eye on inviting me to dinner.
Soon after, Kristen sent Paul to the neighbors to check on the boys. When she turned back to me I saw that she had unbuttoned her blouse to clearly display the cleavage between her braless breasts. Kristen is a shapely redhead with bright blue eyes. My eyes were drawn to her pendulous breasts as they swayed behind her now unbuttoned blouse.
She slowly pulled it open and smiled as I took in the sight of her large pink areolas and prominent hardened nipples. I enjoyed the view as she approached, looking into her hungry eyes. She looked down at the outline of my cock and licked her lips. She slipped the blouse off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor.
She turned and stepped her legs apart, bent at the waist and flipped her skirt up onto her back, exposing her well toned ass and her glistening pink pussy. Her hand reached back between her legs to caress herself. Her middle finger parted her lips and slipped inside as she looked back over her shoulder and spoke, "Please fuck me Tom!", she giggled.
When I didn't move, she stood, turned and walked toward me. Her hand caressed my cock, but then I reached down, picked up her blouse, and handed it to her. "This isn't going to happen," I explained in a calm but forceful way.
Kristen looked confused and a little shocked. "But the way you were looking at me, Don't you want to fuck me?"
"Yes, you are very attractive, and I imagine that sex with you would be lots of fun. But not here, and not now."
Kristen was crestfallen, and on the verge of tears, but slipped on her blouse and slowly buttoned it.
"What's wrong?" I asked with true empathy; took her hand, and led her to the couch in the living room.
"We had a drawing. Me and the other wives. I lost, I mean I won, oh, I don't know what I mean," she explained, clearly deflated.
"So you were supposed to seduce me and then what?"
"Well, if you were interested in me, I was supposed to let you know that Hannah, Suzie and Vickie are all available to you as well."
"May I ask you a few questions?" I interrupted.
Kristen nodded.
"Do your husbands know that you are interested in fucking me?"
"No, but none of our husbands are interested in us."
"Can you understand why I might not want to move into a new community, and potentially destroy the marriages of my neighbors?"
She looked confused.
"You didn't really think this through, did you?"
"But we are all so horny, all the time!"
"Do you and the others wives have sex with each other?"
Kristen blushed, nodded and added, "Yes, we all enjoy oral sex, and we have collections of dildoes and vibrators. But we miss being touched, held and properly fucked by a man!"
"Have you talked with Paul about this?"
"He just isn't interested in me anymore."
"You didn't answer my question."
"We talk about our kids, about vacations, about finances, and our jobs, but we don't talk about sex."
I caressed Kristens cheek. She looked up at me and I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
We both smiled.
