0 comments/ 37262 views/ 4 favorites Neighborly Gesture By: MrDlyte "Finally!" Keisha exclaimed as her car came to a stop in the driveway. She sat back in the seat with her eyes closed, drew in a long breath and exhaled all of the stress she was feeling. It had been a long hard week and it was finally Friday. It seemed like everything that could go wrong this week happened. For some reason, the commute home was excessively frustrating today. It seemed like everybody in the city was on the streets and they were all going the same direction she was going. She had no plans but to relax all weekend and unwind. On the way home Keisha stopped and purchased some scented body oil and creams to start her weekend of lounging. As she got out of the car she started to reach for her attache but grabbed the bag of body oil instead. She didn't want to see anything pertaining to work until Monday morning. She went inside and glanced out of the window to her patio as she passed. "That darn dog!" Keisha grimaced as she went out the back door. One of her neighbor's dog had been in her trash again. They tie it up but he keeps getting loose. She began cleaning the collage of paper and used packages strewn all over the yard when she noticed that Ben, the neighbor that lives behind her was doing the same. "Hey Ms. Jones." he greeted her. "I see you've been hit by the trash bandit, too." he joked. Ben was a quiet neighbor that kept to himself a lot. He spent most of his time at home whenever he was not working. He didn't go out much or have many visitors over his house. The only person Keisha ever saw him interact with was her. They've had many long friendly conversations at the back fence. Ben was very attentive to whatever Keisha had to say. She didn't know it, but Ben had a very strong attraction to her and wanted to get to know her better. But, he kept it to himself. Keisha was worn and stressed and tired. She really didn't feel like talking today. So the only reply that she could give at the time was a simple, "Yeah." "Are you felling alright?" he asked her. "You look like you're not feeling too hot." Keisha gathered herself and told Ben about the rough week she had just had. And, how it got rougher as the week progressed...how it seemed like everybody she made contact with all week was there to add to her distress...how nothing went right for five whole days. "Well, you just made my day by showing me your lovely face." "Go inside and let your hair down and treat yourself to some 'me' time." he told her Keisha made her way into the kitchen and threw her mail on the table. "No need to open the bills until they're going to be paid." she said to herself. She didn't want anymore aggravations; it was time to rest. She went to the cupboard and grabbed a glass and a bottle of Zinfandel out of the refrigerator. She sat in the recliner in the living room and kicked off her shoes as she laid it back. Keisha laid there with her eyes closed and sipped on a glass of wine and let her thoughts drift off. Second glass, and she was starting to loosen up a little. By now the sunlight was nearly gone and it was getting dark in the house. "I guess I'll get up now." She thought to herself. The walk down the hallway felt like she was walking the "Green Mile" She couldn't get to the bedroom fast enough. Keisha flipped on the light switch in her bedroom as she came through the door. She dropped her bag on the bed and began undressing. Ben, who was sitting in the chaise lounge on his patio, saw the light in Keisha's bedroom. In her exhaustion, Keisha had forgotten to close the blinds throughout her house. Ben was looking directly at her from his back yard. He stood up and moved to the back fence to enjoy the show, confident that she would not see him in the darkness of the evening. Keisha turned on the lights as she entered the bathroom, still oblivious to the blinds not being pulled closed. After losing sight of Keisha, because the bathroom window was six feet from the ground, Ben decided to climb the fence and continue his peep show. He had become aroused from watching her undress and had to see more. Ben had always wanted Keisha, but had never had expressed it to her. He pulled the trash can underneath the bathroom window to stand on it. He pulled himself up and peered into the small two foot by two foot window. There was Keisha, removing her bra and panties. She had a glass of wine on the vanity. It was her fifth glass by now and the bottle was nearly empty. Ben could tell that Keisha was starting to feel the effects of the Zinfandel and was not too aware of her surroundings. She stepped into the shower and let the spray hit her face. She then bowed her head and let the hot water run down her back. The hot water going down her back felt so good, like liquid fingers running down her body. The sight of her bare body drove Ben wild! After the shower Keisha dried off, rubbing the towel in places unseen during the day. "If I could only be that towel!" Ben thought to himself. Keisha took the scented oil that she bought and started massaging it into her skin. When she got to her breasts, her hands moved in a slow circular motion. She released a slight moan and Ben nearly fell off of the trash can. She made her way to the bedroom and opened the jar of cream. The fragrance was soft and hypnotic. Ben was at the end of his wits with desire for her; he had to have her now. Keisha finished rubbing the cream into her skin and left out of the room. Ben took in the sight of her walking out of the room. He studied how her hips moved as she sashayed into the hall. Keisha was now back in the living room finishing off the bottle of Zinfandel. She lay on the couch with music playing to help finish ease the tension of her week. There were no lights on inside the room other than the mystic blue glow of the CD player. Ben made his way to the living room window to see Keisha laying on the couch wearing nothing but her beauty. The coolness of the air felt great on her perfumed skin. And she lived by herself so, why put on anything? Ben watched Keisha's body in the glow of the light from the radio. The blue light accenting her figure seduced him in a manner that beckoned him. "She is so pretty. She looks like an angel laying there; I wish I could just touch..." That was it! He couldn't take anymore! Ben went to the back door and grabbed hold of the handle. He hoped that in her frustration Keisha had forgotten to lock the door the same way she forgot to close the blinds. Slowly, easily, he turned the knob. "It's unlocked!" He stepped into the door and stealthily traversed to the living room. Keisha lay on the couch with her eyes closed with all her glory exposed. The scent of body oil and cream filled the room. He stood at the end of the couch ravishing her with his eyes. Something about seeing her like that produced a wild hunger for her that was uncontrollable, at the same he time was weakened with sympathy for her troubles. "I wish I could take all of her problems away." he thought to himself. He got onto his hands and knees and crawled over to her face. He planted a soft gentle kiss on her lips. She unconsciously reciprocated before coming to her senses and opening her eyes. She was startled, "BEN???" "What are you doing in here!!!" "SSHHHH, let me take care of you... just relax." Keisha was beyond surprised but gave in to the advances of her neighbor. Maybe it was the wine. Or, maybe she was too worn out to offer any resistance Or, maybe it was just that it felt so good to be touched, but Keisha just laid there and gave in to her neighbor's advances. Something in his voice, the way he sounded calmed and soothed her. Ben grabbed the sides of her face and resumed kissing her lips. He worked his way to her neck, inhaling the fragrant cream that perfumed her skin. "You really are tense." he told her as he felt the tightness in her neck. He took her by the hand and pulled her up from the couch. He led her down the hall back to her bedroom and told her to lay on her stomach. Ben found the oil that she had been using and lay it next to her. He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed a few drops into his hands. He placed his palms on her shoulders with a firm but subtle grip and began kneading the knotted muscles in her neck and shoulders. Keisha let out out a quiet sigh of relief as the tension started to melt away. He worked his way to her sides and then to the middle of her back. It has been so long since Keisha's body had been manipulated this way. Her breaths of relief soon turned to silent moans of comfort. As Ben squeezed and mauled the the naked flesh of his neighbor, his lust for her grew to a raging flame. The mere sight of her laying there before him like that was something he only saw in his dreams. With every touch from his hand, he studied the body part that was in his possession. He made his way down to her hips. When he grabbed hold of the fleshly mounds of her butt a quiver of passion shot down back. As he massaged and molested her backside the thought of it made his mouth water. Then her thighs were next on the odyssey of her body, then her calves and then her feet. Ben notices that Keisha wasn't making anymore noises. He stopped and listened. She was asleep. He pondered on whether to wake her or just leave. He sat there and watched her for a moment. The entrancing scent from the body oil and the mesmerizing view of the angel sleeping next to him pulled his lips to the back of her neck. He had gone past the point of no return. His lips worked her neck and shoulders. Soon the kisses involved the tip of his tongue. He found the back of her neck and traced his way down the center of her back. Keisha had begun to wake up now. She felt the warm kisses and fluttery licks on her back. "MMMMM", she moaned. A welcoming feeling to her. Ben was now rubbing and squeezing her body while he tasted the different areas of her back. His passion was out of control. As long as his mouth was tasting a part of her body, he didn't care. He had made his way to her left buttock. The lovely lobe of seat-filler jiggled in his hands. His lips found their mark. He transitioned from one cheek to the next with butterfly kisses, relishing every second of it. He slid his tongue down the back of her thigh to behind her knees. When he placed a fluttery light tongue flick, she inhaled sharply. That was something new to her. She had never felt anything like that before. Ben rolled Keisha over onto her back while never removing his lips from her thigh. He pulled himself up to eye level with her. He at stared her with an intense look of passion. He came down to meet her lips with his one more time and then to her neck. By now Ben had one of Keisha's breasts in his hand. His finger traced around the nipple then across. He lowered his head to the other breast and continued his tasting session. His lips had gone from kissing to sucking now. Keisha was now ignited with desire and passion. She hummed and moaned in pleasure from her body being used as Ben's personal buffet. "OOO, yesss.", she moaned. The sound of her approval was a long waited invitation to Ben. He saw the erect nipple of the breast that was in his hand. He gently came down on it with a soft suction. When the nipple passed his lips, he grabbed it between his teeth with expert precision. He gently held the firm nipple between his teeth and mildly flicked it with the tip of his tongue. Ben's hand was playing with her clit at this time. The multiple stimulation shot sparks through Keisha's stomach. She pushed Ben's head lower to her stomach. He stopped at her navel with the same delicate tongue flicks. Keisha was ablaze and ready for anything now. As Ben made his way even lower with his oral massage, he came out of his clothes and dropped them on the floor. Keisha grabbed his hand and placed it back on her burning clitoris. "Don't stop!:" she commanded. Ben rubbed and played with Keisha's pussy some more. She was dripping wet and squirming from his touch. He brought his tongue down onto the crease where her hips met her abdomen. He ran his tongue up and down the valley and then stopped completely. He looked up into Keisha's eyes; she lay there breathing heavily. She moaned in protest of the abrupt end of his activity. Just as she was about to speak, Ben's face dove onto her hot and juicy pussy. "UUUNNH!", the sudden touch brought of his tongue out a grunt of sexual release from her bowels. Ben attacked Keisha's clit like a hungry wolf devouring its kill. Her juices were flowing, producing a river of lust. Ben put her legs on his shoulders and lapped at her clit with a feverish assault. He sucked the lips of her pussy in combination with with her clit. His tongue was like a lingual whirlwind. Keisha felt an orgasm coming. She wrapped her legs around Ben's head. As she hit her climax she squeezed Ben's head in a vise- like grip with her legs. "OOOOHHH!", she out a squeal of satisfaction. Ben, realizing that Keisha was cumming, locked his lips on her clit with tongue underneath it and sucked it like he was sucking a milkshake. The feeling was unique to Keisha. She had never felt anything like that before. She grabbed the back of Ben's head and crammed it into her crotch. "AAAAAAHHH!!!", Keisha screamed with a high pitched squeal. She was cumming harder. It was like an orgasm inside an orgasm. Her hot juices were exploding from her. The intensity of her pleasure encased her body like a cocoon. Keisha collapsed, weakened from her orgasm. Ben jumped up with Keisha's limp legs in his arms. He lifted her legs and guided the head of his penis to the entrance of her love cave. He glided the tip into her, just past the entrance and held it there. He stopped and took in a breath. He contracted his taint to pulse the tip of his dick just inside the opening of her cunt. With every jump of his penis, Keisha let out a soft moan. Ben savored the heat from Keisha's sugary walls. He delighted himself in the feeling of her velvety love hole. He took in a deep breath and pushed his painfully bulging love muscle into her garden. :This is what heaven must be like!" he thought. Ben buried his face into Keisha's neck and began slowly pumping into her. Keisha let out grunts and moans as Ben filled her with himself. He pushed in deeper and faster, the feeling getting better with every thrust. He pulled her legs up onto his shoulders and wrapped his arms around them. His fiery lust was in command, controlling his actions. He kissed her feet while he pumped between her thighs. Keisha was having her second or third orgasm. Her legs shook and quivered as she screamed in ecstasy. Ben was beginning to feel that he was about to cum, so he withdrew penis and let Keisha's orgasm take over. Being a butt man, Ben had to take her from behind. He rolled her over onto her hands and knees and grabbed a handful of glute in each hand. He took a few seconds kneading and squeezing the bulbous mounds of seat meat. He then spread her cheeks apart wide and buried his face in between. He stuck his tongue out and gave her pussy a tongue lashing for a few seconds and then impaled it again with his rock hard member. He drove his body into her butt cheeks. So warm, so soft, so beautiful. He slammed into her rear over and over again. The vision of his dick sliding into her, and then seeing her booty jiggle as he collided into it turned up the heat in his body. Ben felt the tightening of his pelvis and knew what was about to happen. Just as he was about to cum, when he was at the point of no return, he pulled out and sandwiched his dick between Keisha's cheeks, like a human hot dog in his mind. He crashed his body into hers and they fell forward. Ben continued sliding his dick between Keisha's ass cheeks, grinding and pumping. "AAAAHHH!!!" he grunted as his climax came. He let go like a cannon, releasing the hot river of seed in the butt crack of his companion. His cum shot out with a violence onto Keisha's asshole. Keisha invited the lava like flow and puckered her hole to get it to cover her hole. They laid there in each other's arms in the afterglow of their passion until they both fell asleep. Ben woke up to Keisha on top of him. He was already erect and ready to go another round. Keisha rode him until he came. She ground her hips into him and until she came and went back to sleep. The next morning Ben woke Keisha with a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning, ma'am" he said to her. "Good morning, sir.": she replied. "I'm going to home and get some breakfast and I'll be back." he said. "Why not stay here for breakfast? It's all you can eat." Keisha joked. "Okay, let me get a shower." he was more than willing to stay over. Ben hopped out of the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. He turned on the water and poked his head though the door to see Keisha straightening the room, still naked. "Oh, by the way," he said, "is your tension gone?" "It is now." she said. "But I think it'll be back later this evening". Neighborly Gesture Ch. 02 It had been 3 months since Ben and Keisha's encounter. They had begun seeing each other on a constant basis. Ben had gotten accustomed to jumping the fence that connected their back yards. And, Keisha would stop by Ben's house very regularly. They had not verbally made any commitments to each other, but they were officially a couple. During this period, though, they had not had sex since their first experience. They'd had sessions of heavy petting and necking, but nothing more. It was reminiscent of pre-teens in junior high school, unsure of going past 1st base. It was as if they were waiting on who would make the first move. It was the end to another Friday and the beginning of a restful weekend. Keisha pulled into the neighborhood and couldn't help but notice the number of police in the area. There was a County Sherriff's helicopter slowly and methodically circling above. When she saw the K-9 units, she began to get concerned. As she pulled into her driveway a patrol unit creepily made its way down her street. She got out of the car and flagged down the police officer. "What's going on?" she asked him as he came to a stop. Five inmates had escaped from the county jail in the middle of the night. Three of them had been captured, but the two that were considered the most dangerous were still free. They had been spotted in the area by another patrol unit just a few minutes earlier. A sudden fear-filled urgency overtook Keisha as the officer advised her to go inside and lock her doors. Keisha immediately went inside and made sure that all of her doors and windows had not been tampered with and were locked. The emptiness of being alone in the house sharpened her sense of hearing. The creaks of the house settling, the ice in the ice maker dropping into the bucket, the click of the starting motor on the A/C, the periodic increase of outside noise would startle her. She tried to calm her worries and deafen the sounds by turning on some music. As she tried to start her dinner, she began to think to herself. "If they break into the house, she probably wouldn't hear it because of the music." She turned off the radio and tried to go back to what she was doing, but her nerves were beginning to unravel with fret. She picked up the phone and called Ben. Ben was on his way home from work and had not heard about the inmate escape. Keisha informed him about all of the activity going on in the neighborhood over the escapees being sighted earlier. "Will you come stay at my house tonight?" she asked. "I don't want to be alone while they're still out there." "OK, I'll be there after I stop at home." he told her. "Why don't you just come directly here?" Keisha asked through her growing concern. Ben told her that he needed to go home and pack an overnight bag. He also needed to change into some more leisurely clothing. "I don't want to have to flip the clothes that I'm wearing inside out to put them back on tomorrow." he jokingly added. A small sense of peace entered Keisha's mind as she told him to hurry. Keisha went to the patio door and unlocked it. That is how Ben always came into her house. She unlocked it so that he could just come in after he jumped the fence into her backyard. It felt like time was standing still as Keisha waited for Ben to come. She stayed in the kitchen cooking dinner and watched the patio door for Ben to come. Every sound that she heard, she analyzed in her mind to decipher what its source was. Her anxiety was growing again as she looked out of her back window to Ben's house. She saw that he had closed the blinds to the windows and she could see lights on. Long drawn out moments seemed to relentlessly pass and Ben had not come out of his backdoor yet. Keisha's eyes were more focused on the back of the house than the dinner that was now just about done. As Keisha studied the windows of Ben's house to try and determine which room he was in, the doorbell rang. In her mind, it sounded like the volume of the bell had increased a thousand time louder than it normally is. Keisha jumped in surprise from the sudden loud noise of the doorbell that contrasted to the smaller, subdued noises she had been hearing all evening. "Should I answer it, or not?" Keisha wondered to herself. She was cautious that it could be the escapees attempting to trick her into opening the door to gain entry. The doorbell rang again followed with a knock on the door. The thought of someone at her door brought distress to Keisha. She wondered, "Where is Ben?" as she gazed intensely at the backyard and at the back of his house. The phone rang. Keisha flipped it over to see the number on the Caller ID. It was Ben. "WHERE ARE YOU??!!" she chided him. "I'm at the front door, trying to get you to let me in..." he sarcastically replied back. Keisha went to the front door to let him in. Before she opened the door, she peeked through the window to assure herself that it really was Ben and that he had not been caught by the inmates who were forcing him to make her open the door. She let Ben inside and hurriedly closed and locked it as soon as he was through the threshold. Keisha turned to Ben and asked, "Why did you come to the front door? I was waiting for you to come through the back." "There are cops searching all around the neighborhood. The last thing I need is to be shot by a cop because he saw me running through backyards and hopping fences with a bag on my shoulder." Ben jested Keisha laughed a little and began to feel a little relaxed now that she was not alone anymore. She turned the music back on and finished making dinner. They had casual conversation as they ate their meals and closed off the world outside of their realm. When dinner was done they commenced the process of cleaning the kitchen. Keisha washed, Ben dried and put the dishes in their respective place as Keisha instructed. Ben was busy putting the last dishes in the cabinet while Keisha wiped countertops and the table. All the while, Ben was watching her as she went about her duties. He couldn't keep his eyes off of the way she moved. He observed every part of her body, each intricate detail of how it moved when she moved. A hunger had now come to Ben. He wanted dessert and he was in the mood for some "Keisha-a-la-mode". He encroached behind her as she finished her chore. He wrapped his arms around her waist; his breath was thick on the back of her neck. Ben lifted the hair covering the nape of her neck and covered it with kisses that rained from the back of her neck, to the sides of her neck and her earlobes. He spun her around to face him and kissed her. Their lips collided in a kiss so deep and passionate, their souls seemed to be interlocked in the union of lips. They embraced and held onto each other in grips strong as reinforced concrete. The interlude developed into a session of intense touching and rubbing while never slowing the action between their lips. Ben explored the taste of Keisha's kiss deeply as she did the same. Their embrace transpired to arms rubbing backs in an almost therapeutic manner. One of Ben's hands managed to disconnect itself from Keisha's back and fondled at one of her breasts. In the same motion, Ben brought his kisses to the front of Keisha's neck. She tilted her head back, giving Ben better access to perform. Ben's hand moved under Keisha's shirt and into her bra. The flesh was warm and soft in his hands. The touching and kissing built up a desire in Keisha that made her burn. She opened the front of her blouse and pulled up her bra. Ben instinctively wrapped a hand beneath one of her tits to support it and his face dove right onto it. He circled the areola with the tip of his tongue and then met the nipple with his lips. His tongue danced on the bud of her breast and sucked, while his lip held it tightly. By this time he had the other breast in his other hand. Ben pawed and squeezed the enormous tit that had not yet been sampled on his "Taste of Keisha Tour". She brought her hand to his as a request for him to squeeze harder. Gasps and heavy breathing was coming profoundly from within Keisha. She loved when her breasts got serviced. But it all felt one-sided. Ben was only giving oral attention to one boob. Just as the thought crossed her mind, Ben switched sides and mounted the neglected nipple. Keisha's knees almost went weak. The change couldn't have been more on cue if she would have spoken it. She reveled in sultry moans and gasps from the fervent suction on her tits. She loved having them sucked hard by him. Ben's hands were rubbing and squeezing and dialing to the tunes of Keisha's satisfaction. She was near the point of orgasm from the process when Ben abruptly stopped. He took a step back and said, "I'm going to get my shower." Keisha was leaning against the kitchen counter, breathing heavily and still burning, weakened from her near orgasm. Ben went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He had gotten the hot water to the perfect degree. He stepped in and stood under the flow of water that splashed at the top of his head and ran down his body. He faced the wall with his eyes closed while the hot soothing streams cocooned him from head to toe. He had a towel in his hands lathering it with soap when he heard the bathroom door close and a voice say, "Didn't your mama teach you to lock the door when you're in the bathroom?" It was Keisha, who was now undressing to join him. Ben watched acutely and in wonder while Keisha slowly disrobed each article of clothing. He focused on each button that came undone. His eyes followed her blouse as it fell to the floor. He pondered if she noticed how sternly he gazed when she slid her pants to her feet. As she unbuttoned her bra, she said to him, "You can't start a fire and not put it out." She finally slid her panties to the floor and stepped in to the shower with Ben. Her mouth instantly found his. They worked on getting cleaned in between the kissing. With both towels lathered they simultaneously scrubbed at each other and passionately made out. Hands were groping body parts with ferocity and fingers were sliding into crevices that light never sees. If they would have rubbed any harder they would have probably scrubbed off each other's skin. Thoroughly covered in soap foam and scrubbed nearly to the point of sterility, they stood under the hot fountain of water from the showerhead. They kissed even more, in a tight embrace while the steaming deluge from the shower peeled the soap away from their bodies. The feeling was refreshing, like they had fresh, new skin in their bodies. They didn't bother to dry off as their make-out session brought them to the bedroom. Ben lay Keisha in the bed on her back. He began kissing her, first on her lips, then to her neck and down to her breasts. Ben sucked and massaged each nipple with his mouth while he grasped and squeezed the other tit with his roaming hand. As he worked her tits over with his mouth and hand, Ben's other hand made its way to her crotch. His fingers massaged the mound of her groin until her legs fell open. Keisha felt the heat from Ben's hand on her pelvis and wanted more. It seemed to beckon to her libido and enhance her desire to be touched. His free hand found its way to her pussy. He cupped the fruit of her sexuality and gave it a soft squeeze. He started an up and down motion with his hand on her pussy until the wetness of her desire exposed itself. He used her moisture to work her clit, which was begging to be abused. The slickness of Keisha's wet pussy felt remarkable against the rubbing of Ben's hands. She wrapped her legs around his hand in a constriction that pushed it harder against her mound. Keisha was attaining sensory overload from the activities occurring on her tits and between her legs. She could feel herself tightening up and the tingling in her body strengthening. She screamed in orgasm as her body spasmed uncontrollably. At this point, Ben worked a path down Keisha's belly with light licks and kisses. The orgasm made Keisha's body sensitive. Now, every feathery touch sent lightning bolts of pleasure through her body. Ben's kisses arrived at the top of Keisha's clit. He gave it a kiss, stuck out his tongue and licked her entire pussy from the back up to her clit. He hooked his tongue and caught the underside of her clit as it went up. Ben then initiated an oral meeting with her pussy, starting with the clit. He licked and sucked and massaged Keisha's love button with his mouth. He was a starving lion devouring its prey, sending shockwaves into Keisha's abdomen. Keisha's juices were flowing non-stop as Ben licked and slurped at her rivers. He came up for a second, then dove straight into her pussy with his tongue. Keisha let out a moan that hit every corner of the room. Ben's mouth was a bee hive of business, intent on accomplishing a goal. Then it finally happened; Keisha came a second time. Keisha felt the orgasm building up deep in her belly. Ben's tongue was a pen of a master writer; and he was penning a masterpiece on Keisha's pussy. She could hear the blood rushing through her head that caused her to see flashes of light. Her body tensed up and she felt the flow of honey from her pussy get more abundant. A feeling as if she had to urinate became increasingly powerful, and the orgasm exploded from within her. Keisha's body constricted and locked while the rush and pulses coursed through her. Her abdomen tightened and froze to the point that she stopped breathing and no sound came from her mouth. As soon as Keisha's leg released their grip from Ben's head, he came up and, while Keisha was still feeling the euphoria and contractions of her orgasm, he entered her. A gasp of orgasmic residue was the first breath Keisha took as she felt the walls of her pussy being separated. The heat surrounding Ben's dick, inside of Keisha, was a long awaited reward. It was then that Ben knew that he wouldn't last long this go around. Three months of "blue balls" will make any guy a minuteman. Ben slowly pushed himself deeper into to Keisha's hot and cushy tunnel. With every push, he gyrated his hips and magnified the feeling for both of them. He started pumping deeper and faster as the wetness from inside her slit coated his dick. Keisha was moaning in ecstasy. She'd had 2 orgasms and now she was being penetrated. They both were in bliss, but it wasn't going to last long. Ben built up momentum and relished every bit of it. Keisha wanted it harder, so Ben pounded away at her love box. The inside of Keisha's pussy and the remnants of her orgasms were velvet massages on Ben's dick. The feeling of the head of his dick pulling all the way out and re-entering the sugary glazed walls of Keisha's sweet pussy was insane! Ben knew that he was close to popping his load. When he felt it come close, just at the last second, he pulled out and it burst onto her stomach. Before any words could be spoken, Ben rolled Keisha onto her stomach. His mouth fell on the back and sides of her neck with soft kisses. Keisha lay there in a state of afterglow, savoring the loving attention being given to her. Ben intricately traced a course down her back, between her shoulder blades. Low breaths of contentment came from Keisha. He went lower to the middle of her back down to the small of her back with kisses. He stopped right at the top of the crevice of her butt cheeks. Ben stuck out his tongue and began making gentle circling motions at the top of her ass crack. The sensation tickled Keisha and she slightly squirmed. It was teasing to her and Keisha yearned for him to go just a little lower. Ben stayed in the spot where he was with wanton relentlessness. Keisha's hips began faintly moving from side to side and arching. She wanted to get the same feeling just half an inch lower. Ben guided his feathery licks downward between the top of Keisha's ass cheeks. The tickling sensation was erotic but welcome to her. He then began working his way lower in small, minute increments until he had to use his hands to spread her ass cheeks open. He continued his journey, using the tip of his tongue to work its magic on her ass. Just as he got to the top of her asshole, Ben stopped. He waited for a sign from Keisha. Her continued arching was a sign to resume. Ben spread Keisha's ass cheeks wide and put his face in. He gave the rim of her sphincter a tender tongue stroke. At the moment of contact, Keisha's asshole gave a quick pucker. She had never had that done to her. Ben persisted with giving oral stimulation to Keisha's asshole. The sustained tightening of Keisha's rim with every touch subsided when she began to get accustom to the sense of the touch. Keisha had become relaxed to having her asshole touched and was now enjoying it. Sensing her state of acceptance, Ben flattened his tongue and gave Keisha's hole a full lick. His tongue covered every part of her anus and sluggishly lapped at her seat. Ben lay the entire top of his tongue on the entrance to Keisha's backdoor and licked it in every direction that his tongue would move. The texture of Ben's tongue combined with the warm moisture was inviting to Keisha and she wanted it to not stop. She could feel the roughness of the taste buds on the top of his tongue drag across the rim of her asshole. Every time he changed direction there was a new consciousness of the feeling. Ben could feel the stiffness in his tool coming back. He had found his second wind. Ben pulled Keisha to her knees on the bed. He grabbed the base of his now engorged dick and rubbed the head against the slit of Keisha's wet pussy. He steadied himself and guided his hot throbbing tool into her awaiting hole. Now assure of himself, Ben starting pumping Keisha full of his man meat. He knew that this time it would last longer than the first time. He held onto her hips and built up speed, splashing into the chunks of Keisha's meaty ass. Ben thrust into his mate to give all of himself to her. He backed himself far enough out to grab the bottoms of her ass cheeks. He spread them as wide as comfortable and impaled himself deep into Keisha. When their bodies met, Ben arched his back to push himself as deep into her as he could go and held it there. Keisha let out a raspy yet breathy grunt of satisfaction. But being deep would not be enough until Ben could put his entire body inside her. He just couldn't get enough of her. Ben resumed pumping in and out of Keisha in an attempt to reach sexual nirvana. Her ass cheeks were still in his hands, spread open. Every time he pulled back, he notice how her asshole glistened with the moisture that was on it. Keisha could feel Ben's dick seem to get stiffer inside of her as he pounded her from behind. Then she understood why. Ben started rubbing her asshole with his thumb. The moisture that was already there made it smooth and slick. Ben was getting excited from what he was doing, and it turned him on even more. Ben was still fucking Keisha from behind, slamming into her from underneath. Without stopping or slowing down, Ben opened the drawer on the bedside nightstand and found the lube. He squirted a dose of slippery goo into the palm of his hand and used it to lube his thumb. Ben took his now greased up hand to spread Keisha's ass and expose her asshole. He turned the bottle of lube upside-down and a blob of the cold goo plopped onto her sphincter. He dropped the tube and went back to massaging her asshole with his thumb. Ben strategically guided his thumb over the entrance to Keisha's backdoor. And when he felt that it was receptive, he stuck it in like Little Jack Horner with his Christmas pie. Keisha flinched when Ben's thumb initially entered her ass, but she quickly accommodated it. By now Ben was massaging Keisha's asshole from the inside. All the while, he was slamming his dick into her all the way to his balls. Ben felt the tightness of Keisha's asshole relax. He pulled out his thumb and inserted his middle finger, and then the tip of his index finger. Ben kept massaging Keisha's ass and slowly pushing his second finger deeper into the cavern of her rear until both fingers were completely encased in her backdoor. Neighborly Gesture Ch. 02 Ben ground his hips against hers, his fingers deep in her asshole. Keisha moaned and breathed heavily from the stimulation. Both of her holes were now being invaded, and she was relishing it. Ben pulled his dick out of Keisha's pussy. Her cum dripped from her pussy as Ben's dick retreated. He grabbed the bottle of lube and reapplied another blob to Keisha's ass. He pulled her butt downward to get her butt cheeks to rest on her heels. Keisha had an idea of what was about to happen. She began to get a little anxious and fearful. She felt the tip of Ben's dick against the opening of her asshole. Feelings of excitement and anxiety started to overtake her. She wondered how it would feel. "Will it hurt? Is he even going to fit in there?" she wondered. Ben gradually pushed the tip of the head of his dick into Keisha's ass. She had already been prepped by his fingers, so it was easy for both of them. He gently pushed in and pulled out to give her ass a chance to oblige to him. He continued sliding the head of his dick in and out until the head was completely in her ass. The tight feeling of her anal muscles had a vise grip on the head of Ben's dick. One final push, and he was in her ass. Keisha jumped at the sensation of Ben's dick slipping into her ass. She relaxed herself and prepared to receive all of him. Ben slowly worked his dick back and forth, adding a little more of his shaft to Keisha's accepting rectum. He gradually pushed his way in until he was completely in her ass to the hilt. Keisha was amazed that she took all of Ben in her ass. She wasn't sure that she could do anal. The feeling of having a rock hard dick plunging in and out of her ass was a new experience for her. She couldn't believe that she was actually beginning to enjoy it. Ben's dick ploddingly filled Keisha from behind. He was in no rush and didn't want her to stop him. He wanted her to remain open to doing it again, sometime in the future. Ben wanted Keisha to really enjoy what they were doing. He thought, "She should be getting some pleasure along with me". He reached over to the nightstand drawer again and found a vibrator. "Exactly what we need!" he thought to himself. He turned on the vibrator, backed out of Keisha's ass a little and slid the vibrator into her pussy. He couldn't reach far enough to work the vibrator and fuck Keisha's ass at the same time, so Keisha reached under and grabbed the vibrator. While Ben explored Keisha's ass, she gave herself her own brand of sex therapy. The vibrator buzzed inside of Keisha's pussy and on Ben's dick, which was plowing her asshole. He could feel the vibrator rubbing his dick through Keisha's ass as she worked it in and out of her pussy. While he was ramming Keisha's rectal cavity, the vibrator was rubbing the tip of his dick reverberating through the walls of her pussy. Suddenly, Ben began to feel the pulses and convulsions inside of Keisha as another orgasm shuddered through her body. The contractions of Keisha's orgasm caused her sphincters to squeeze and pulled on Ben's cock inside of her ass. All the while, Keisha fiercely worked the vibrator in and out of her pussy as she came. The combined sensations of Keisha's orgasm and the vibrator buzzing and rubbing Ben's dick were too much for him to hold out. His second orgasm came harder than the first one. Ben pushed himself far into Keisha as he shot a voluminous supply of his hot seed into Keisha's ass in an orgasm that seemed to never end. Keisha fell forward on the bed onto her stomach, weakened from cumming; and Ben fell with her to keep his dick inside of her for as long as possible. Ben was grinding his dick into her ass to try to sustain the euphoria of his orgasm. He rested on her back and, again, started kissing her on the neck. Ben's dick had begun to soften and it popped out of Keisha's ass. He kept it sandwiched between her ass cheeks for a minute while lovingly licking her earlobe. Ben rolled over on his back and was speechless. "WOO" and, "Girl" were all he could say as he lay there catching his breath. He thought to himself, "This is one amazing woman!" As Ben lay catching his breath, Keisha scooted over to him and laid her head on his chest. Ben grabbed the remote to the T.V. and turned on the news. The remaining escaped criminals had been caught. Ben and Keisha had forgotten all about the jail break. "I guess that means that I can go home now." Ben joked. "You better not, Mister!" Keisha countered as she slapped Ben on his naked thigh. The lights were still on all over the house. In their pre-occupation with their activities, they had forgotten to turn off the lights. Ben reminded Keisha, "The lights are still on". "Go turn them off, please. And turn of the light in here when you come back" she said. "I'm not getting up" Ben protested. "They can stay on" Keisha resolved. Ben and Keisha spent the rest of the night cuddled and watching movies until they fell asleep. Occasionally they would pass a kiss between the two of them. Ben look deeply into her eyes and wondered about what the future held for the two of them. He thought to himself, "The future doesn't matter until we get to that point. I'm happy where I am right now".