It all started when I was in my early teens. I lived in a quiet place where people would sit on their front porch and watch the world go by while making small talk with people as they strolled through the neighborhood in the cool evenings.

There was a couple, Ray and Celeste, who would sit on the edge of their stairs and they would pay special attention to the youngsters, asking questions and encouraging them to linger, while they exchanged simple “hello’s” rather than prolonged conversations with the adults. Ray was a handsome man and Celeste was drop dead gorgeous! While he dressed casually in shorts and tank tops, she was prone to wearing knee length dresses that were low cut and stressed her ample breasts, and it looked like she favored going braless.

As a result, when my friends and I walked by, we would spend more than a little time with them as it offered us an opportunity to try and steel glances at Celeste, trying to see up her dress or down it. Our imaginations often wandered to what she would look like naked. We would look at the girls in our stash of Playboys and imagine Celeste. Each of us had jacked off to these pictures while thinking of her.

Most afternoons there were usually 3 or 4 of us heading home from whatever the day had offered and we had conspired about how we should take turns talking to Ray in order to distract him and offer the rest of us more opportunities to check out his wife.

Often during these evening socials we noticed that Celeste would sometimes reach to the side to pick up her libation of the evening and in doing so her legs would part slightly, giving those of us in front of her a peek between her legs. And every so often she would lean forward to rub her ankles and that afforded us a look down her low cut dress and to see her ample tits, dark nipples erect, and every so often she would look to one of us and smile as we admired her.

This was very confusing to us, being inexperienced in dealing with adults and especially females. Whenever we broke away and headed home we would talk about what took place and of course we wanted to believe that Celeste was teasing us, deliberately turning us on, but we couldn’t decide why or where it would go.

One day, after baseball practice, I was walking home alone and as I walked by Ray and Celeste, he began as usual asking me about my day. After a few minutes he asked if I wanted something to drink. This was unusual, they never offered drinks when we there were several of us. Celeste said, “Why don’t we go inside? It’s very hot out here.”

Ray said, “Yeah, let’s go into the kitchen where it’s nice and cool.”

They stood up and went through the front door and Ray turned and said “Are you coming?”

I looked up and down the street and didn’t know what to do. They were both out of sight so I climbed the stairs, walked into their house and closed the door behind me. The hall went through to the back of the house and I could see Ray standing in the kitchen, waving for me to follow. I put down my gear bag and went down the hall and entered the kitchen. Ray offered me a seat at the table and Celeste asked “Would you like a soda?”

I said “Sure. . .” and she walked over to the fridge, opened the door and bent down to get a can from the bottom shelf. I watched her as she bent over and while her dress didn’t rise too far, it did pull tight against her butt. Wow, she has a great ass! I was staring as she took her time and Ray said “Isn’t that a great ass?”

I was embarrassed and turned red as I turned to make eye contact with Ray. He had a big smile on his face as he watched my reaction, and Celeste said “Ray, be nice! You’re embarrassing the poor boy!”

She walked across the room and put the can in front of me. She looked into my eyes and said “It’s okay, it’s only natural for a boy to look at a woman. Did you like what you saw?”
I stammered, “I . . . I . . . I didn’t see anything!”

Ray said, “Would you like to?”

I looked at Ray and then at Celeste. They were both smiling. Ray said “It’s okay. It’s only natural. A boy your age must be curious, have you ever seen a woman naked?”

I looked at Ray and said “No.”

Ray looked to Celeste and said “Honey, turn around and pull up your dress. Let him see that beautiful butt.”

Celeste looked at me and asked, “Would you like me to do that? I will if you want me to. . .”

I was getting hard while I looked at her and then at Ray. I saw Ray with his hand on his pants, adjusting his dick. He said “It is really okay, I don’t mind, and neither does she. Would you like to see her raise her dress?”

I looked back at her and said “Sure. . .”

Celeste was looking into my eyes and smiling. Her hands were at her sides and she began using her fingers to inch up her dress. Without breaking eye contact she started to turn away. She broke eye contact with me and looked away as her back was turned to me. Her dress was rising slowly, showing more and more of her thighs. My disk was so hard and I had to reach down and move it to get comfortable. I couldn’t believe it! Celeste was exposing herself to me in front of her husband and he said it was okay!

Now her panties were visible. She was still raising her dress to show more and more . . . finally it was at her waist and her panties covered butt was just a few feet away. Oh my god, I was so fucking hard! I just stared because I didn’t know what to do!

I heard Ray say “Honey, pull down your panties so he can see your bare butt.”

Celeste looked over her shoulder at me and she put her thumbs into the top of her panties and bent forward as she slowly, ever so slowly, slid them down her legs. Her legs were together and I was staring at her ass, seeing her bush between her legs. When her panties reached her ankles she stepped out of them, first one foot and then the other. While she looked at me from one side she slowly started to part her legs. Oh my god! I was looking between the legs of the woman I have been beating off to! I had my hand on my pants, rubbing my dick.

Just then I felt hands on my shoulders. Ray had moved behind me. He was massaging me. “Isn’t she beautiful? Isn’t that a great ass?”

“Yes” was all I could say.

“Honey, why don’t you turn around and take off you dress. Let him see all of you.”

Celeste stood up and as she turned the hem of her dress dropped back down to its full length. As she stared into my eyes she reached up to her shoulders and slipped the dress off of her shoulders. It slipped down her body and her marvelous tits were exposed! Holy shit, I thought I was going to cum right there! Then she was naked, her dress in a lump on the floor. She brought her hips up to her breasts and started to fondle them. “Do you like them?” she asked.

“Oh yes!” I replied. I felt Rays hands moving down from my shoulders, slowly across my chest, slowly moving downward.

I could feel his breath on my ear. “Isn’t she beautiful? Honey, why don’t you play with your pussy, get your fingers wet, and then let him have a taste of you . . .”

Celeste slid her hands down from her tits and moved them to her pussy. She was walking forward, very slowly, and I saw her spread herself as she slipped a finger into herself! Holy shit!

Now Ray’s hands were at the top of my jeans. I felt him undoing my belt and then he began to unzip my pants. I put my hands on his in an effort to stop him but he whispered in my ear, “Do you want me to tell Celeste to stop?”

“No . . .” was all I could muster.

Celeste was getting closer to me and I could see her fingering herself. Ray had his hand in my pants and was sliding it over my erection! Now Celeste was right in front of me and she moved her hand from her pussy and put her fingers in my mouth! HOLY SHIT!

“Taste me, isn’t it good? Tell me, do you like it? Do you like seeing me naked?”

I could go on; it really is a good story . . .

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