4 comments/ 111390 views/ 10 favorites My Asian Neighbor By: david8 My wife and I have lived in our current house for about four years now. We live in a community of about 180 homes. We pay a yearly fee which pays for landscaping upkeep, a gym, and a small pool. I enjoy it so far because of the fact that I don't have to mow the grass. I also like it because there are a lot of young people just like me, so I feel a little more comfortable talking to my neighbors. Whenever I walk my dog, I tend to see a few people and I generally say hi to them. Usually it doesn't go beyond that, unless they initiate the conversation. One beautiful sunny day, I was standing outside waiting for my dog to go to the bathroom (makes you hot, right?) when I noticed another woman outside with her dog as well. I waved to her and she waved back with a smile. After a few minutes of silence she took her dog back inside. After a few seconds, I did the same. A few days later, while taking out my dog again, I noticed the same neighbor outside. We exchanged smiles and she eventually walked up to me. While the two dogs were getting to know one another, we tried to do the same. Her name was Lynn and she recently moved to Florida from Chicago, Illinois. I told her I was from the Midwest as well and we talked about how nice the weather was down here. Lynn brought up her husband and I talked about my wife. After a few minutes, she went back inside. At this time, I finally noticed how sexy she looked. She had smooth dark skin and short brown hair. She was about 140 pounds or so and was a few inches shorter than I was. She was wearing extremely short shorts with a yellow tank top. She looked pretty damn good; and after talking with her, I couldn't wait to see her again. A few weeks passed and Lynn and I continued to talk every time we saw each other outside. I met her husband on one occasion and he seemed to be a pretty decent guy. He was gone a lot, Lynn confided in me, and it was something she wasn't too pleased about. She explained to me how bored she was sometimes waiting for him to come home. Every now and then he went on short trips for work where he was gone for a few days. She said she enjoyed talking to me and loved it when I made her laugh. I told her I loved to talk to her and I wish we could talk more often. After about a month or so, our relationship began to change. While I would say for the better, our spouses might think differently. A few days ago was when it happened. All because of a measly egg. I was watching Californication, which I started watching a few days ago, when I suddenly heard a knock on the door. My dog started barking like crazy so I put in her crate as I always do when someone comes to the house. As I was walking to the door I began to play out in my head how I would handle the likely solicitor. Should I play along or should I just close the door? As I slowly opened the door, I noticed my beautiful Asian neighbor, Lynn. She was as beautiful as ever, wearing an aquamarine summer dress. Black tights covered her long dark legs. She looked amazing and her smile made it even better. "Hey Lynn, what's up?" I said with my body leaning towards the door. "Not much. I started making cookies a few minutes ago and just now noticed that I was missing an egg. I don't feel like driving all the way to Publix, so I was wondering if you had one I could borrow." "Uh, sure. I think I have a few eggs if you really need them," I replied kindly. "Thanks, I really appreciate it," Lynn said while stepping into my house. She closed the door gently and began following me to the kitchen. "Where's Samantha?" Lynn asked as we walked up the stairs to the main floor. "She picked up an extra shift for the day," I replied while checking out Lynn's ass as we continued up stairs. To get to the kitchen, we passed the living room where the TV was still on. "What were you watching? Did I disturb you?" She asked quietly with a nervous expression on her face. "No, not really. I was just watching Californication," I replied earnestly. "Really, is it good?" she asked me while we both stood in front of the TV. "I've heard good things about it." "Yeah, it is. I've seen better but it's still pretty good, well, if you like dark comedies that is." "I love dark comedies!" She exclaimed, "Have you seen Weeds?" "I loved it! I watched the whole series in just one week," I answered while taking a step towards the kitchen. Before I could take another step, she asked: "Can I watch an episode of Californication with you? I just want to see if I should rent it or not." Mmm...what should I reply, I thought to myself. This was, after all, the first time I ever had a woman alone in my house with me (besides my wife of course). My wife was at work and wouldn't be back until around 5:30 p.m. I definitely couldn't tell my her Lynn came over because my wife would go crazy thinking that I cheated on her or something. At the same time, it was only 1pm and an episode is only 20 minutes or so. "Sure," I said enthusiastically. "But we should probably start with the first episode." "Ok, sounds good to me," she replied while taking my wife's seat on the couch. I sat down on the other side of the couch; there was a 2-3 foot gap between the two of us. I used the remote to find the first episode on Netflix and then sat back waiting for it to load. "I really like your house," she said, filling the silence. "Yeah, my wife decorated it. It looks nice but it was pretty expensive. I guess it was worth it," I stammered feeling a little uncomfortable after mentioning my wife, especially with a good looking woman sitting three feet away. "Well, it looks nice. I might have to have her come over to my place to help me out" She said just as the show finally began. After a few minutes, I began to feel like I was doing something wrong. If you've ever seen the first episode you would understand exactly why I felt that way. In the first scene, David Duchovny (who stars in the show), is in a Catholic Church praying when he wakes up (it was a dream) and notices that a naked woman is in his bed giving him a blow job. That wasn't the worst part. They then begin to talk about orgasms. She says, with her boobs showing ever so nicely, that when her husband first felt her up he was touching her butt hole rather than her clit. Luckily, Lynn found it hilarious. I noticed her nodding in agreement while the woman in the show was talking about her lack of an orgasm. I began to wonder why she was nodding. I was too nervous to say anything - I mean, who would? I just sat there...in silence watching the show. I made sure to laugh with Lynn so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable. When the show was about 17 minutes in is when our relationship changed from being just friendly neighbors. If you didn't already know, that was when the "16" year-old girl has sex with David. As the scene went on, I looked to my right towards Lynn. Holy shit! I thought to myself, she was actually touching her breasts. At that moment, I noticed that her nipples were hard and anyone, even a blind person, would be able to see them through her dress. At the same time, my dick began to get hard. I stopped watching the show and began to imagine what could happen between Lynn and I. What happened next wasn't in my head - it was 100% real. As I looked towards Lynn, I noticed that she began to slowly move closer to me. She looked at me with her dark brown eyes and used her finger to lightly touch her nipple. She then moved her finger to her lips. The tip of her finger moved slowly around her moist lips while she began to moan quietly. As most men like me would do, I stayed completely still - I didn't want to wake up from this dream. I then noticed that she was right beside me. Her dark legs were touching mine (I was wearing shorts) and she then put her hand on my right knee. My dick immediately got hard. Although she couldn't see my hard cock, the look in her eyes made it seem like she could. She smiled while looking at me and then began to creep her hand slowly up my thigh. I started to squirm, feeling that maybe I should leave (especially after noticing the picture of my wife on the table close by). "No, don't move. Don't worry, everything is going to be just fine," Lynn said in her sweet and sexy voice while kissing my neck. Damn, she knew my weak spot. I immediately slumped back ready to enjoy what was about to occur. She softly kissed my neck while rubbing her hand across the bulge in my shorts. She kissed my cheekbone and then our lips met. Her lips were so soft and wet. Her tongue felt even better. I mixed my tongue with hers and we moved together in a circular motion. She then took her tongue out of my mouth and used it to trace the outline of my lips. Damn, she felt so good. I instantly wanted to cum. I then began to cup her breasts softly with my right hand and then moved my left hand slowly towards her thighs. She opened up her legs; I could feel her yearning for pleasure. I moved her dress up, just a little bit, enough for me to reach the holy destination. I slowly moved my hand higher up her thigh and felt a warm stickiness that I have never felt before. Never, not in four years of marriage, had I ever felt anything like this on my wife's thigh. It made me want to cum right at that moment. I moved my hand slowly, brushing her cotton panties. Damn, they were so wet. I wonder if she gets this horny every time, I thought to myself. I slowly traced my fingers over her panties, hoping it would make her feel good. I used one of my fingers to lift up her panties near her thigh. I slipped a finger underneath and began to wiggle it around slowly. I then took my hand out and slowly took her panties off. I noticed them as they hit the ground; they were white with yellow polka dots. Damn, that is so hot. I then moved my hand slowly back up her left thigh. I teased her for a little bit, moving my fingers around her vagina but not touching it, or her clit, directly. I then put one of my fingers in her wet pussy. It felt completely drenched, so I didn't feel bad when I added another three fingers. Her eyes instantly lit up and she began to kiss me even harder. Her tongue felt so good in my mouth. I wanted her to keep it there forever. As I moved my four fingers in her hot pussy, she began to squirm in her seat. She wanted to cum so bad, I just knew it. So I took one of my fingers out and used it to touch her clit. I rubbed her soft clit with my finger slowly picking up speed as I went along. I used my other hand to touch her soft body. I felt up her legs, all the way to her neck. I brushed my hand against her neck while my other hand vibrated her clit. Eventually her body shook as she climaxed. Her tongue felt so strong in my mouth, I could tell that she would be aggressive in bed if we ever got to that (I was hopeful). I moved my hand out from below her dress and sat there ready for my turn. She put her panties back on and then, to my dismay, stood up. "So how about that egg?" Lynn asked, while licking her lips. After she left, I did what any mature and intelligent male would do - I jacked off. Damn, I better get lucky next time, I thought to myself after I came in a mere 30 seconds. My Asian Neighbor Ch. 02 I have to tell you about the second time with my Asian neighbor, Lynn. As hot as it was, it wasn't as good as it would get by our fourth or fifth time, but I still have to tell you. It took about two days before I saw Lynn again after our first sexual encounter. She had come over to borrow an egg but she left with a little bit more. We had been watching the first episode of Californication when we somehow started kissing. After a few minutes, I, a married man, put my fingers inside of her and made her cum. While I felt bad about it a little later, I was able to reason with myself that I deserved what happened (even though Lynn didn't make me cum). My wife, Sam, and I don't have sex often and even when we do, it's just part of the motions of being married. We've talked about it but nothing ever changes. I apologize for getting off topic. So, after our sexual episode I didn't see Lynn outside with her dogs for another two days (and trust me, I was going outside quite a bit hoping I would see her again). On the morning of the third day, however, I noticed Lynn from my window saying goodbye to her husband. I instantly stood up and reached for the leash. The sound of the shower was still running (my wife was getting ready for work), so I had a brief moment to spare. A few seconds later, I was outside with my dog and began walking in the direction of Lynn's house. I quickly looked up and noticed Lynn wearing sexy aqua-green lingerie. It fit perfectly around her curved body. The lingerie went down to her knees and showed off her C-sized breasts. She wasn't as skinny as my wife but she looked extremely sexy. I looked up at her beautiful brown eyes and they seemed to sparkle in the warm Florida sun. At that point, she waved to me with a smile on her face. I waved back but stood still; I was a bit nervous about what to do next. Luckily, she took command (as she often would in our future sexual encounters). She felt no qualm about the way she was dressed in public. I felt a bit queasy a few seconds, however, due to the short distance between the two of us. She was standing about five or six feet away, half-naked, talking to me - a man who wasn't her husband. I looked around to see if anyone else was outside yet, but noticed that most of my neighbors already left for work. I also looked up at my window, worried how I would explain this to my wife if she saw Lynn and I talking. "Hey, David," Lynn said softly. "Hey, Lynn," I stammered while looking again at my window. "Oh, I'm sorry," Lynn exclaimed trying to cover her breasts up with her hands. "I don't want you to get in trouble with Sam." "Yeah. I probably should go back inside," I replied while taking a few steps backwards. "Well, if you want you could come over to watch another episode of Californication. I bought it after I watched it with you the other day," Lynn said while running her hand through her long black hair. "Yeah, I'll see what I can do," I said while heading back inside. "Bye. It was nice seeing you again!" Lynn exclaimed while I closed the door behind me. I walked up the stairs and looked around to see where my wife was. My heart was beating quickly but slowed down when I finally found her in the bathroom. "Hey, babe," Sam said while blow-drying her hair. "Hey," I replied while walking up to her. "Where were you at?" She asked as I kissed her gently on her neck. "Uh, just on the computer checking my e-mail like I do every morning" I answered her (the lies were starting to come a little easier now as we have been married for almost 4 years). After about ten minutes or so, my wife left for work and I remained home. Don't worry, I'm not a bum (well, not a complete bum), I work part-time and I am also taking five classes at our local college. I then brushed my teeth and began to argue with myself about whether I should go to Lynn's place or not. I was more on the no side, but my penis was the yes side. As usual, my penis won the argument. Five minutes later, I was walking across the road to Lynn's house, passing an egg back and forth in my hands. (Yeah, I know it was sort of corny, but hey, that's what I am). I knocked on the door and waited impatiently for Lynn to answer. At that point I got a little scared; I began to worry about what I would do if her husband came home early from work. Just as I started to turn around, the door swung open. Lynn was standing there, looking just as gorgeous as she did when I first saw her that morning. She was still wearing the same lingerie, though her hair was now up in a sort of bun. "Glad you could come over," Lynn said with the biggest smile on her face. "What's that in your hand?" she asked with a confused look. "It's an egg. I thought you might need it," I replied. I immediately felt stupid holding that egg. Luckily, and as usual, she laughed in return. (I really think that was another reason I would see her more often in the future - she made me feel positive, like I was needed). "Come on in," she said while walking to the kitchen. I closed the door behind me and rushed to catch up with her. As I stepped in the kitchen area I looked around to see what her place looked like. It was actually pretty nice. She had plush-white carpet with light gray walls. It looked just like a decorated house on HGTV. "Your place looks real nice," I said while leaning over the kitchen counter. "I don't know how my wife could help you decorate. It looks like you don't really need it." "Thanks. I just love the way your place is set up. It just has that "rich" feeling to it that I really want in here," Lynn replied while pouring herself a cup of coffee. "Would you like some?" "No thanks, I don't drink coffee," I replied. "Oh, Ok," she said while walking out of the kitchen. "Do you want a quick tour?" "Sure," I replied earnestly. She showed me around the house and everything was normal, until we came to the master bedroom that is. No, nothing sexual happened. But, I did notice something on her bed. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said nervously while grabbing the 12-inch purple object from the bed and putting it in her night stand. "Let's get out of here," she said as she pushed me out of the room. "That's ok, Lynn, my wife has one of those too," I said in return, though feeling a bit odd about mentioning my wife. It was silent for a few minutes after that, though you would think after our first sexual encounter we would be able to talk about a silly vibrator. We sat down on her L-shaped couch; I on one side, her on the other. "Let's watch the show!" Lynn said excitingly while turning on the television. She put the DVD in and the second episode less than a minute later. I remained silent. Why? Because that's what I do when I'm nervous. After a few minutes into the show, she placed her feet on my lap. Not realizing where I was, I started rubbing one of her smooth brown feet (I rub my wife's feet almost every night at home so it was a natural response). After a few seconds of rubbing, I remembered suddenly where I was. Ok, I am rubbing Lynn's feet. This is kind of weird. I continued, however, because I love to make women happy. I stopped after a few minutes and continued watching the show. Her feet were still in my lap, however, and she began to move one foot slowly around my crotch. I closed my eyes and imagined her sucking my dick. At the same time, she continued the foot foreplay. Lynn's foot moved up and down my thigh. It felt absolutely wonderful. My dick began to harden and could be seen through my blue shorts. I looked over to her and she was smiling while nibbling on the tip of her finger. I continued looking into her dark brown eyes while she continued moving her foot along my thigh. Then out of nowhere she said: "Take your shorts off." I could feel my heart beat even faster as I followed through with her command. I slowly peeled my shorts off and they fell to the floor hugging my ankles. "I want it all off," she commanded in her sexy voice. I squirmed around while sliding my boxers down to the floor. I continued to sit there, expressionless, wearing only a white t-shirt. She smiled and I immediately felt her soft foot against my fully erect penis. She moved her foot up and down my shaft and began moaning softly. She then traced her toes down my shaft and gracefully moved them back up. My penis stood at full-attention while she grazed her big toe against the tip of my dick. It felt so damn good. This was the first time any woman touched my cock with their feet. I wanted so badly to cum (and, hell, I deserved it after last time). Her moaning grew louder as she slipped her slim finger deep into her mouth. I could hear the wetness of the movement and it turned me on even more. With her other hand she pulled her lingerie top down so that her breasts would be exposed. Her breasts looked perfect in the dim light. Her nipples were erect and as hard as my dick. I wanted so bad to touch them, but I wanted her to be in control. She then sat up straight and moved closer to me. Our legs were touching, once again, and it felt so natural and oh so right. She then moved her right hand and touched my inner thighs. At the same time, she began to kiss my neck. She gently used her moist lips to travel up and down my neck. Fuck, it felt good. Her hand moved slowly towards my dick. She placed one of her fingers on the tip and began making a circular motion. She then forcefully grabbed my dick with her warm hand and began to move her hand up and down. She started slowly and then began to pick up speed. Her moans became even louder as she rubbed up and down my cock. She continued kissing my neck and then, all of a sudden, her wet tongue began to travel across my cheekbone. Eventually, her tongue met my ear and, for some reason, I exclaimed: "I'm about to cum." Her moans grew louder as she moved her hand up and down my hard dick. Just as I was about to jizz all over myself, her hand suddenly stopped. I shivered in my seat as I expected a release. "Not today," she said to me while kissing me softly in my ear. "Not today," she repeated. She then stood up and fixed her lingerie. She walked to the kitchen and I watched as her ass moved back and forth. God, she looked so sexy. I wanted to fuck the shit out of her. I actually thought about finishing myself off, but she looked back and said, "No, not today" and opened the front door. "Fuck," I said under my breath. I stood up and put my clothes back on. I walked outside and went back home to finish myself off - again. After I finished, I thought about what had just happened. I vowed that next time Lynn would make me cum. Luckily, she would.