4 comments/  35415 views/  1 favorites

Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story

By: leto423



She stirred.

I opened my eyes and glanced at her: Tracy, my neighbor, my fantasy, now my reality. As I watched her, a relaxed and contented look on her beautiful face, my mind thought back over the past several weeks.

We had been neighbors for eighteen years, living four houses apart. As neighbors, we often waved as we drove by in the car or said "Hi" as we walked by each other's house. Through the years, when her firefighter husband was on duty, I would help her clear her driveway with my snow blower, as I did with all my neighbors during heavy snows.

She has always been an avid jogger and I often admired her as she ran around the neighborhood. She has dark blond hair cut just above the shoulders and a really beautiful face. Her body is tanned and fit from her constant jogging. Though I was happily married, I often fantasized what making love with her would be like.

She has two daughters, now grown and on their own. Sadly, she lost her husband in a fire seven months ago. I have a son, living in another city, and a daughter who is away in college. My wife died of cancer almost two years ago. We both gave our condolences to each other when our spouses died, but we maintained only the usual interaction.

About three weeks ago, that all changed. On a hot and humid afternoon I was working in my landscaping. I was just about to go inside and get a glass of iced tea when I noticed her walking by the house. Cooling down after a jog, she was dripping with perspiration. On the spur of the moment, I asked her, if she would like a cool glass of water or iced tea. Noticing that I was sweating as much as she was, she answered that something cool to drink would be great. I invited her to sit on the porch and went to get two glasses of iced tea.

We spent some time talking about our children, our neighbors, our spouses, and how we were doing living alone. She asked me what I missed most about not having my wife around. I told her that I missed the companionship, having someone to talk to, and the intimacy my wife and I had shared. When I asked her the same question, she said that her life was lonely, but she didn't miss any intimacy. I asked her why not, and she responded she and her husband never had much in the way of intimacy.

I told her that I was sorry, that I didn't mean to make her uncomfortable. She assured me that it was alright and continued to say that all he was interested in was himself, that as long as he got what he wanted, he never cared about whether or not she was satisfied.

Without thinking, I told her that she was such a nice and beautiful woman that I couldn't believe that any man would not want to please her in bed. She blushed but looked pleased at my comment. After a few moments of thought, she asked if I always took the time to make sure my wife was satisfied. I told her that I always tried and that my first goal when we made love was to make sure she was completely satisfied whenever she wanted. She said that she wished her husband had been like that.

I thought about what to say next and finally asked her if she had ever had a climax, an orgasm. She looked at me for a moment then told me that she seldom did with her husband and only when he took a long time. With a reddened face, she added that sometimes, when she was alone, she helped herself have one with her fingers.

I looked at her and thought since we had come this far I might as well take the next step. "Tracy," I said," I would love to show you what it is like for a woman to be the center of focus and be totally satisfied."

She looked at me for a moment and said, "I think I'd like that, John."

With a smile, I said, "Well, you run home and take a shower, and I'll do the same, and come back when you are ready, OK?"

"OK," she said, got up, and started down the steps. "I'll see you soon," she called back.

Tracy must not have spent much time in the shower because she was back in less than a half hour. I had just finished drying off when I heard the doorbell ring. I threw some shorts on, opened the door, and invited her in.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked.

"Yes, in fact I can't wait," she exclaimed.

I took her hand and led her into the bed room. "Tracy, "I said, "if you feel comfortable, why don't you take your clothes off, lie down on the bed, and relax. I'll turn my back if you want."

She turned away from me, took off her shorts and panties and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. Looking over her shoulder at me, she smiled then lay down on the bed.

She looked gorgeous! I thought what a beautiful and sexy woman she was and I told her so.

"You really think so?" she asked. "I never felt like I was very appealing. At least I was never told I was."

"Trust me," I said, "You are truly one gorgeous lady. I can't wait to give you and that body of yours the pleasure it deserves! Just close your eyes and focus on the sensations you are going to experience. These moments are for you!"

I sat on the side of the bed and, with both hands, began to lightly stroke her face. She smiled as I moved to her shoulders and gently kneaded them. My hands massaged down her arms. I told her to move on her stomach. I worked her neck, shoulders, and arms again, then began to knead her back.

"This is so relaxing," she said.

"Soon, you will be doing just the opposite of relaxing," I told her with a chuckle.

I worked my hands down her back, along her hips, and began to squeeze her cheeks. She moaned contentedly. I continued down her body until I had caressed al the way to her toes. I then began working my way up her inner calves and thighs. The closer I came to her womanhood, the more she parted her legs. I brushed my fingers over her vagina, and she gave another moan.

I told her to lie on her back again. This time, I moved from her shoulders to her breasts. Her nipples were full and standing up. I caressed her breasts, then, very gently, grazed my fingers across one nipple. She suddenly arched her body and exclaimed, "That feels soooo good!"

"Tracy," I said, "after I caress your breasts for a little bit, I'm going to take your nipples into my mouth." She opened her eyes, nodded, and closed them again. I took one nipple into my mouth, gently moving my lips back and forth. I flicked my tongue over her erect nipple and her body jerked as though a jolt of electricity coursed through her. As I moved to caress her other breast, myh hand began to caress her stomach. Giving her nipple the same attention as the other, I slowly began to caress toward her mound. She began to twist and move so that my hand moved closer to her thatch.

"Lower," she pleaded, "please move your hand lower."

I released her nipple and began kissing down her ribs and abdomen. At the same time, my fingers sought and found her sex lips. I brushed my fingers up and down her slit. She sighed and spread her legs wider.

"Tracy," I said, "I'm going to caress you with a finger. I will be opening your lips and stroking the sides of your opening. Then I will move my finger up and down. When you feel that you need more stimulation, just say so."

She nodded her head. I gently placed my finger on her lips, and began moving it up and down her slit. I could feel her wetness, so I parted her lips. With my finger barely inside, I touched the side of her outer lips and circled around both sides.

By now, she was writhing and demanding, "I need more ... now ... give me more ... please."

I brought my finger slowly near her clitoris, and then began to rub it with a circular motion. Her sudden jolt nearly knocked me off the ledge off the bed.

"Oh, John!" she cried. "Oh, I've never felt anything like this before. Don't stop ... please don't stop. "

I could sense her nearing an orgasm. While continuing to torment her clit, I took a nipple in my mouth and began to suck it in, pull off, and suck in again. Her entire body began to thrash about and with a squeal, she came. Her fluids covered my fingers. I continued sucking her nipple and rubbing her clitoris. She continued to experience one orgasm after another until she was spent.

I could tell she could stand no more stimulation, so I lay down beside her and kissed her face, her eyelids, and her neck. As she began to tear, I pulled her toward me, put my arms around her, placed my lips on hers, and gave her a long and tender kiss.

Finally, she said, "I never knew how it could feel. I never imagined it could feel so wonderful. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you for helping me experience such satisfaction."

"It was my pleasure, Tracy. Thank you for allowing me to give it to you. There are many more things I can show you, if you wish."

"I wish! I wish!" cried Tracy.

She stirred again. My mind snapped back to the present. We have come so far from that first encounter. Promising myself more daydreams of the past few weeks, I took her into my arms. She smiled and asked, "Are you ready for some more?"

Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 02



Tracy had just left. Watching her walk down the street, I decided to keep a journal of our experiences. What follows are entries from my journal.

As Tracy put her shorts and top back on, I was struck again by how sexy she is and what a great body she has. We stood at the door, and I asked, "Would you like to get together again?"

"The sooner the better," she responded.

"Tracy, I have next Wednesday off, how about dropping by around 10:00 or so?"

"No, I think I would like you to come to my house this time."

"That's fine with me, I'll see you then."

For the next 3 days, all I could think about was seeing her again and awakening her body to the pleasures she had never experienced before.

When Wednesday morning arrived, I was filled with anticipation. Before I left for her house, I found two vibrators that my wife and I had enjoyed. I intended to bring her to even greater heights of fulfillment.

At 10:00, I rang her doorbell. She appeared at the door dressed in running shorts and a running bra.

"Good morning, gorgeous!" I exclaimed. "You look wonderful"

"Thank you, John. Come in and have a seat. I'm almost ready."

I sat, and after a few minutes, she came to me, took my hand, and led me to her bedroom. She had drawn the shades and turned back the covers. 

"John," she asked, "would you like to undress me this time?"

I walked to her and removed her bra. Grazing my hand across a nipple, I said, "You are so sexy, so beautiful." I took her into my arms and we shared a long and passionate kiss. I gently laid her down on the bed. The pillows and bedsheets smelled as if they had been freshly washed.

We kissed, touched, and held each other. I could feel her body beginning to respond.

"Tracy, today I have a different way to stimulate you and give you an orgasm. Have you ever used a vibrator?"

"No," she said. "I've heard about them, but my husband never wanted to get one. He said he didn't want anything to take his place."

"Well, after today, you'll know what you've been missing," I promised her. "Just lay back and enjoy."

She turned to her back. I leaned up and pulled down her shorts. As I uncovered her mound, I let my fingers linger there. I touched her opening and could feel that she was already becoming wet. She groaned a complaint as I left her mound to remove her shorts the rest of the way.

"Tracy," I said, "I want to show you the vibrators I'm going to use to stimulate you."

I showed her the larger of the two. It was thick, about 8" long, with a ribbed shaft. "This vibrator can be used on the outside to stimulate your outer lips and clitoris. It also can be used inside of you. It'll give you a feeling of being filled up and the vibrations will spread from inside out" I explained.

I next showed her the G-Spot vibrator. I asked her if she had ever heard of the G-Spot. She said no, so I explained where it is, what it does, and how the vibrator stimulates it.

"Are you done talking yet?" she asked. "I just want to get started."

She pulled my head to one breast. I took the nipple in my mouth. As I moved my lips back and forth, it instantly became erect. She pulled my head against her breast and I gave her nipple a strong suck. She moaned and moved my head to her other nipple. This one, I flicked with my tongue. Again, she pressed my mouth to her breast and her moans became groans.

"Oh, John, this feels so good. Don't stop, just go back and forth between my nipples"

I was happy to do just as she asked.

While I was continuing to pleasure her nipples, she took my hand and moved it to her mound. She took one of my fingers and placed it on her slit. Her body began to squirm.

"Finger me there, John," she pleaded.

I parted her outer lips and rubbed my finger top to bottom, avoiding her clitoris. I could feel her wetness. I removed my finger without touching her clitoris and removed my mouth from her nipple.

"Why did you stop, John?"

"It's time for the vibrator. Get comfortable"

I took the larger of the vibrators and, reaching between her legs, covered my fingers with her juices, and spread it on the vibrator. I turned it on to slow speed and caressed her inner thighs with it. With each caress, I brought it closer to her slit.

"It feels different," Tracy said softly.

I touched her opening with the tip of the vibrator. She jerked. I moved it up and down, slowly parting her lips with the tip. She brought her knees up and opened her legs wider. I gently pushed it against her opening and increased the vibration.

Her body squirmed, she arched her back, and said, "Push it all the way inside, John ... I want to feel it inside me. Oh ... yes ... it feels like I have a big penis inside me."

I moved the vibrator in and out of her opening.

She said, "It feels so good ... don't stop ... faster please ... deeper ... yes that's it ... don't stop."

But I did.

Her body collapsed in disappointment and she gave me frustrated stare.

"Why did you stop?"

"I want to use it to stimulate your clitoris, and I didn't want you to come first," I explained. "Just lay back and close your eyes. When your orgasm comes, just let it flow over you and through you. I'll keep the vibrator on your clit so that you can come as many times as you want."

"You mean I can have more than one orgasm?"

"Yes, Tracy, Just let me know when you want me to stop."

I leaned down and kissed her eyelids then her lips. Kissing me back, she looked into my eyes and said, "Thank you for doing this for me."

"Like I said before, Tracy, I get pleasure myself doing what pleasures you."

I turned the vibrator on and again placed it between her legs. She spread them even wider. I caressed her slit until the lips opened. This time, instead of pushing the vibrator into her, I moved it closer to her clit. When the vibrator touched it, her whole body jerked like a jolt of electricity went through her. I moved the tip around her clit. Her hips began to rotate and I slowly increased the speed of the vibrator. She began to moan again. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and pushed the vibrator flat against her clit. I could sense her orgasm building so I turned the vibration higher. Her body shuddered, and with a cry, she came. She pressed my hand and the vibrator harder against her clit. Her body was wracked with another orgasm. And another. 

Finally, she shuddered and went limp, breathing heavily.

"Enough, John. Just let me rest for awhile and get myself back together."

I lay down beside her and held her. I stroked her hair, her face, her lips, and, after a few minutes, she dozed. I smiled to myself at her look of satisfaction and contentment.

Later, she opened her eyes and said, "I can't believe the way you make my body feel, John. I've never felt such intense sensations before. Thank you for making me feel what sex can be like."

"You're welcome," I responded.

"You are so patient and you've concentrated so much on my satisfaction. Now, what can I do for you?"

"We'll leave that for next time, if you want a next time," I said.

"What do you think," she exclaimed. "How about next Saturday?"

"How about 1:00 at my house?" I asked. "Oh, by the way, Tracy, I'm going to leave the vibrator. You can use it to make yourself come."

"I am so exhausted, I don't know if I can have another orgasm before then."

"You'll be surprised! Let me know how often you use it between now and Saturday."

"OK, and I'll be there around 1:00," she said.

I tenderly kissed her and gave her a hug. I got up to leave and glanced back at her. She smiled and mouthed the words, "Thank you again."



Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 03



Dear Readers:

Thank you for your positive feedback and constructive criticism. I hope you enjoy the rest of Tracy and John's story.

From my journal:

The doorbell rang exactly at 1:00. I opened the door, and there she stood. As usual, she looked fantastic. Since it was still warm and humid, she was wearing blue running shorts and a white running bra. In a bag was the vibrator I had left with her. I invited her in and led her to the kitchen for a glass of iced tea.

We sat down and I asked, "So how have you been the last several days, Tracy?"

"I'm so glad you left me that vibrator, John. I've been using it practically every morning, afternoon, and night. I still can't believe how I feel when I come. And not just once, but I can keep having orgasms until I have to stop from exhaustion. I can't get enough of it."

"I had a feeling you'd be using it a lot," I said with a smile.

"I had to go buy some lubricating jelly, I used it so much. Anyway, what can I do for you today? After all, it's your turn."

I asked her what she usually did with her husband. She told me that he was only interested in putting it inside of her except when she was having her period. Then he would make her take himself in her mouth. He would hold her head and pump himself in and out of her mouth until he was ready to come. Sometimes he would come on her face, other times he wanted to come in her mouth and make her swallow it. If he couldn't come that way, she had to massage his balls and stroke him until he came.

She asked, "What did your wife usually do to satisfy you?"

"Tracy, it would take way too long to sit here and tell you everything I would love to have you do for me. Why don't we just start and feel our way through it. I'll tell you what feels good to me and then you can try it."

She stood up, took my hand, and we walked toward the bedroom. She stopped, held me, and gave me a long and gentle kiss. Then, she started grinding her hips against me and I began to harden.

She said, "I know one thing you like already."

She pulled off my T-shirt and pushed me down on the bed. She sat beside me and caressed my face while giving me more passionate kisses. She moved her hand down to my crotch and began to rub my still hardening penis through my shorts. Smiling at the reaction she was getting from me, she pulled them down and off.

"Start at my neck and work your way down," I told her.

She kissed me full on the lips then moved to my neck. Her hands caressed my chest. I flinched as her fingers touched my nipple.

She asked, "Are you sensitive there, too?"

"Yes, definitely," I responded.

She moved her lips to my nipple, and gently sucked it in.

She pulled off and said, "Yours stand up just like mine."

She moved to the other nipple and spent several minutes going back and forth, licking and sucking them. I began to squirm as she continued her licking and sucking. Her hand caressed my stomach. I moved her hand lower.  She touched my penis, which was fully erect by now. I twitched and moaned and told her to keep sucking my nipples and touching my balls. She did as I asked. Feeling her tickling, I raised my legs. Her fingers brushed my anus and I jerked involuntarily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. It was an accident. I didn't mean to touch you there," she cried out.

"Why are you sorry, Tracy? That was fine with me. It felt good."

"My husband would never let me touch him there. He wouldn't touch me there either. He thought it was dirty," she explained.

"Tracy, let me tell you, you can touch me there anytime you want. My anus is really sensitive and, if you stimulate it, it will cause quite a response."

She asked "Will you touch me there sometime."

"Would you like to see what it feels like now?"

"Yes. But no, today is for you."

I told her I wanted to get something. I got up, went to the dresser, and took out the small vibrator and the lubricant my wife and I had used for anal play. Returning to the bed, I put it in her hand.

I said, "If you feel comfortable, would you rub some of this jelly on my anus and the vibrator and use it on me?"

"What do I do with it?"

"Just stimulate me around my anus with the vibrator. When you think my anus is relaxed, gently push the vibrator against it."

"Should I try to push it in?

"Yes, but wait until you think I've loosened up. I'll tell you if you are going to fast."

I lay on my back with my legs raised. She looked at me as she squeezed the tube and put some on the vibrator. Smiling, she squeezed out some more and put her finger on my anus, spreading the jelly around.

Her jellied finger moved to my opening and she began making a circular motion with her finger. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations. She turned the vibrator on and started pushing against my hole. With her other hand, she held my penis.

"Oh, Tracy, that feels so good ... yes ... keep moving it around ... that's it ... oh, you have no idea how good this feels ...push it in now ... that's it ... slower ... now harder ... harder ... please ... yes ... now in and out ... Oh yes ... No! That's enough! I don't want to come yet."

Startled, she brought the vibrator out and asked, "Are you alright?"

Almost breathless, I replied, "Oh yes, I'm really fine. It's been so long since I've had my anus played with."

"I'm just glad I could give you some pleasure for a change. What can I do for you now?"

"It was feeling really good when you were playing with my penis. You can do that to me anytime you want."

She leaned over me, gave me a hug and a kiss, and started on my nipples again. She wrapped her hand around my penis and stroked it up and down.

When I could feel the pressure building, I asked her, "Would you please take me in your mouth?"

"I want to," she smiled.

She wrapped her lips around my penis and drew it into her mouth. She sucked in and then pulled almost off. She ran her tongue up and down my shaft while she pulled me in out of her mouth. Her fingers started caressing my balls. I could feel myself nearing the point of no return. As she sucked my penis, I began pumping in and out in rhythm with her mouth. She reached for my nipples and began twisting and squeezing them. When my body arched and she could tell I was about to come, she slid a finger into my anus. That put me over the top. She took me deep and sucked even stronger as my come spurted into her mouth. She kept her mouth around my penis and sucked and swallowed until I was dry. As I began to shrink, she pulled off and asked, "How was that?"

I could barely muster the energy to answer, "Fantastic."

She lay beside me and held me to her.

"John," she said after a few minutes, "You are making me love sex."

"Uh huh," was all I could say.

"And I really loved making you feel so good. But all that licking and kissing and sucking I did makes me want some too. Will you do something for me?"

"As soon as I can move again," I said.

"I think I'd like to feel what it's like to have my bottom touched with the vibrator and your fingers."

"Tracy, there is nothing I would rather do right now. Just let me get my energy back first."

"Just don't take too long."

"Do you know what? You are becoming really demanding," I said with a smile.

I took her hand in mine, and we lay together quietly. After a while, I helped her pull off her bra and shorts and told her to roll over on her stomach. Straddling her back, leaned and kissed her neck and massaged her shoulders. Then, I trailed kisses down her back until I reached her cheeks. I spread her legs apart and touched up and down the inside of her thighs. She sighed. My fingers caressed between her cheeks. Feeling her body respond, I circled her anus with a finger.

She twitched, pushed her anus against my finger, and moaned, "Oh, John that really feels so good."

I stopped long enough to put some jelly on my finger then continued teasing her anus. I said, "Now relax, Tracy, and enjoy the sensations." When I felt her opening relax and spread, I gently pushed my finger just inside. Her body jerked. I said, "Tell me if I need to stop."

"Don't stop now, I love this feeling."

I began slowly moving my finger in and out of her opening.

With each stroke, she pushed her body back toward my finger. Slowly, I eased my finger deeper inside.

"John," she moaned, "please use the vibrator on me now."

I reached for the little vibrator, held it near her hand and said, "Please turn it on for me, Tracy."

Without removing my finger from her anus, I helped her turn onto her back. I told her to raise her knees, spread her legs wide, and put her feet flat on the bed. I slid two pillows under her hips.

"Play with your nipples while I use the vibrator." I began moving my finger in and out of her anus again. With each stroke, I pulled my finger back a little farther until it was completely out. I immediately put the vibrator against her opening, circling it, and pushing slightly.

Pushing her anus toward the vibrator, she said, "Put it inside now, I want to feel it inside of me."

I began slow in and out motions with the vibrator, sliding it deeper with each stroke. She breathed faster, her body responding to the stimulation. She continued twisting and pulling on her nipples. I kept thrusting in and out of her opening with the vibrator. When I felt her at the edge of orgasm, I rapidly fingered her clitoris.

"Oh ... Oh ... don't stop ...Oh ... please ... faster ... harder ... Oh ... I'm coming," she shouted.

Her body arched and shuddered. As she came, her fluids flooded my hand and the bed sheets. I didn't stop stroking her clitoris or thrusting the vibrator in and out of her anus. She continued having orgasms.

Finally, she groaned, "Enough John, I can't take anything more."

I slowly brought the vibrator out, lay beside her, took her into my arms and whispered, "Do you know how good it makes me feel making you come like that?"

"It can't feel any better than how you just made me feel," she said with a sigh.

We lay together while she was recovering.

"Tracy," I said, "I'm going to visit my daughter and son for a couple of weeks. I'll be leaving the day after tomorrow."

"If I were selfish, I'd tell you to cancel your visit," she said. "Call me while you're gone?"

"Yes, I'll need to hear your voice. I'm going to be missing you."

"I'll miss you too, John. Will you let me take the vibrators home?"

"I think I've created a monster here," I joked.

"You mean a sex monster," she said with a weak smile.

Eventually, she got up and dressed.

At the door she said, "Enjoy your visit with your kids. And don't forget to call"

We said goodbye with a tender kiss and a promise to get together when I got back. As I watched her walk home, the vibrators in a sack and a satisfied smile on her face, I thought what a fortunate man I am.



Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 04



I had just arrived home after spending several weeks visiting my daughter and son, when my phone rang. I picked it up and a familiar voice said, "Welcome home, John."

"It is so good to hear your voice, Tracy, I missed you."

"I missed you, too, John" she responded.

While I was gone, we had spoken on the phone a number of times and had made arrangements to get together the evening I got home.

"Hungry?" she asked.

"Actually, yes I am. It was a long trip and I haven't eaten since breakfast."

"I made some vegetable soup and have some warm bread. Would you like to come for supper?"

"That sounds wonderful, Tracy. Let me unpack and I'll be right over."

"I'll be waiting," she said.

She opened the door, dressed in shorts and a top. She greeted me with a hug and a passionate kiss, and said, "It's good to have you back, John."

"It's good to be home, Tracy, and to be together with you again."

She led me to the kitchen. As we ate, she asked about my visit with my children. I thought again how fortunate I was. Here I sat, across from a beautiful women, who seemed to not only enjoy having sex with me, but was interested in me and my life. Our conversation was easy and relaxed.

When we finished eating, we cleared the dishes, and sat back down for a cup of coffee.

"I've been thinking, Tracy. Sometimes it is so awkward using words like sex, penis, vagina, or anus. The thought of using slang words instead kind of turns me on."

"I've heard slang words but never thought of using them with my husband." she said. "You mean like for the word 'sex'? I've heard the word 'screw' used."

"And 'fuck'," I offered.

"'Dick' for penis," she said

"'Cock' for penis, and 'cunt" for vagina," I responded.

"I've heard 'pussy'," she said, "and 'tits' for breasts.

I said, "'Ass'" for anus is another one."

After a moment, I asked, "Do you think you might feel comfortable using slang words when we have sex?"

"You mean when we fuck?" she said with a smile.

I laughed and said, "Yeah," as I smiled back.

"You know, I agree, it just might add some more excitement to our sex together. As if we need it."

"You mean when we fuck?"

She laughed and answered back, "We are definitely going to try it."

"By the way, John, I have something to tell you. The day after you left, I went to a health clinic and got a prescription for birth control pills. I have to use them through one cycle before I would feel safe, though."

"That sounds good to me." I paused, and then said, "I can wait another few weeks before I feel my cock in your pussy."

She laughed again, and said, "All this talk is making me want you to do something for me."

"And what is that?" I asked.

"I've heard about oral sex, but my husband would never do it to me."

"Tracy, next to screwing, the thing I love most is oral sex. Where do you want it, in bed, on the couch, on the floor, on this kitchen table?"

"Decisions, decisions, decisions. Well, for my first time, I really think I would enjoy it on the comfort of my bed."

I stood up, took her hand and led her into the bedroom. I removed her top and shorts.

"Tracy, I'm glad you are a jogger. You have a wonderful body. You must turn on any man who looks at you. I know I can't wait to get my hands and mouth on you."

"Well then, enjoy yourself. I'm all yours."

I lay her down on the bed and gave her lips a soft kiss. We continued the kiss as my hands began to roam from her neck, to her shoulders, and finally to her breasts. I told her to lay back and close her eyes. My lips made a trail to her breasts and I took a nipple in my mouth.

"I love it when you lick and suck my tits." she moaned. I moved from nipple to nipple, stimulating each with flicks of my tongue. I took her nipple into my mouth with a quick hard suck.

"Suck it harder, John ... Yes ... that's it ... now suck the other one ... pull on my other tit ... Ahhh, it feels so good ... Yes, suck on my tits"

She pulled my head against her, pressing my mouth harder against her breast. While my lips were giving each nipple attention, I began stroking her abdomen. Making circular motions with my fingers, I moved closer and closer to her mound. Raising her hips, she brought my fingers to her slit.

"Rub your finger against my pussy, John ... Yes ... Up and down ... More ... Oh yes ... I want your finger inside me ... Please, John ... Now ... Yessss ... Deeper. In and out."

Fearing she may come too soon, I took my finger out of her. She moaned in frustration.

"Why did you stop"" she demanded.

"Because now I'm going to suck your pussy and make you come so hard and so many times that you'll beg me to stop. And even then, I might not."

Without another word, I spread her legs wide, put the soles of her feet flat on the bed, and slid two pillows under her hips.

Placing my self between her legs, I kissed her mound and softly fingered up and down her inner thighs.

"I love the scent of your pussy, Tracy." She began to squirm as I brought my mouth to the inside of her thighs. I went up and down one thigh, then the other, licking, sucking, and nipping as I went.

"It's time, Tracy. Close your eyes and lose yourself."

I placed my lips on her pussy and licked her opening. She moved her hips and moaned, "That feels so good, John. Your tongue is softer than the vibrator."

"And you taste wonderful, Tracy," I murmured.

She was already wet. I licked her slit from top to bottom. She gripped the side of the bed and opened her legs wider. I gently parted her sex lips and located her clitoris. I had barely touched it with my tongue when her body jerked. I moved my tongue in a circular motion and flicked her clit. She twisted and groaned. She began breathing faster. I took her clit into my mouth and gave it a sharp suck.

She grabbed my head, pushed my face against her pussy, and screamed, "Again ... suck it again ... harder ... suck my clit... put your fingers in my pussy ... yes ... ah yes ... fuck me with your fingers ... Oh yes ... in and out ... suck me harder... Ohhhh

She raised her hips against my face and came with a shout. Her juices flowed across my lips and face. I continued sucking her clit and fucking her with my fingers. She continued to orgasm one after another, squealing with each one. She tried to push my face away from her pussy, but I kept my mouth on her clit and my fingers in her cunt.

She groaned, "Stop, John ... please, John ... stop ... now ... I can't take anymore ... Ohhhh ... my body feels like it's on fire ... stop ... Oh nothing can feel any better than this."

I finally pulled my mouth from her clit and my fingers from her pussy. Her body collapsed against the bed. She lay for several moments, not saying a word. Every now and then, she would shudder slightly and groan.

Eventually, she opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "That was absolutely incredible. You can fuck my pussy like that every day it you want."

"I want, I want," I said enthusiastically.

"I'd like to do something for you, John, but I don't know if I have the energy."

"I know, I can tell. You just lay back and let your body bask in all those feelings. There's always a next time."

"Can I at least suck you off?"

"Yes, Tracy, you can suck my cock. But only if you have enough energy," I said.

She slid down the bed and brought my hardened cock to her mouth. She took it deep and pulled off.

"I love to suck your cock," she said.

She reached and played with my balls as she sucked my cock. It didn't take long for me to orgasm. I shot my come into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed until I had nothing left.

"You can suck me like that every day if you want," I said.

"I want, I want," she said with a smile.

"Tracy, why don't you just stay in bed and relax. I'll let myself out. Oh, I don't have to go back to work for a few days. Would you like to get together tomorrow?"

"I'd like that, John. Got anything new for me tomorrow?"

"Let's see what we can come up with," I said.

We kissed and said goodbye.

I spent the walk home thinking of all the things we had yet to experience.



Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 05



The next morning, the phone rang as I was getting out of the shower.

"Good morning," she said in a sexy voice. "Sleep well?"

"Like a baby," I answered. "You?"

"I don't think I have ever slept so hard in my life. I didn't even move."

"That's what a great orgasm will do for you," I said. "Hey, I haven't eaten yet, would you be interested in going out for breakfast?"

"That sounds good, if you promise to eat me later."

"You are becoming insatiable, Tracy."

"It's all your fault, John. You make me feel incredible"

"Alright, alright, it's all my fault. But you really inspire me. You are so sexy, you have such a gorgeous body, and you are so enthusiastic. Plus, I think you are a really interesting person. I enjoy being around you."

"You're making me blush, John."

"I'll be making you do more than that later."

"Promises, promises. When will you pick me up?"

"Give me a half hour to get ready. I'll see you then."

I rang her doorbell. When she opened the door, she took my breath away. She had on a summer dress and her hair in a ponytail. I thought how beautiful she was and how fortunate I was to be able to have her company. I told her my thoughts. She thanked me and gave me hug and a kiss.

We went to a small restaurant uptown and had a light breakfast. For two hours, we talked and laughed. We shared what our lives had been like and told stories about our children. The conversation then turned to the present and future.

"Tracy, do you feel OK where we are together? I mean, sex with you is fantastic, but there is more to life than that. I really enjoy your company. I'd like to spend more time with you."

"I know, John. And I'm enjoying being with you too. Let's just see where our relationship goes from here."

"I'd like that, Tracy."

She leaned toward me and whispered, "Now, if you are done talking, let's go fuck."

I laughed and whispered back, "You really are a naughty girl, aren't you?.

"Yes, and I'm ready to show you just how naughty."

She stood up, took my hand and said, "Let's go, your house this time."

We barely got inside the door when we were in each other's arms. While keeping our lips locked in a kiss, she walked us to the bedroom. We fell on the bed. I held her face and ran my tongue over her lips. She opened them slightly and I slipped my tongue inside. I ran it over her tongue and around the inside of her mouth.

"Give me your tongue," I said.

She slipped in her tongue in my mouth and began exploring. I put my lips around her tongue and began to suck on it gently. She started pushing her tongue back and forth in rhythm to my sucking. She pressed her body against mine. I could feel her rigid nipples against my chest. Her pussy ground against my cock.

She broke the kiss and said, "Let me suck yours."

As she sucked my tongue, she pressed her body even more firmly against mine. We could both feel my cock growing.

"Let's get out of these clothes," I said.

I helped her off the bed and pulled the sundress up and over her shoulders. I knelt and tugged on her panties. I put my lips on her uncovered mound. Her hands went to my head, pressing me against her wet pussy. I licked her slit, she gasped and pulled my mouth tighter against her. She moaned when I pulled away. I stood up, brought her close to me, and unhooked her bra. I leaned down and began to lick and suck her nipples, twisting the one not in my mouth. I could feel her body tensing up and heard her groan softly.

I stepped back. She looked at me with frustration and said, "Why did you stop?"

"I just wanted to look at you, Tracy. And I want to thank you for letting me make love with you."

"No, thank you, John, for showing me what sex, I mean fucking, can be like."

She lay down on the bed and said, "Will you please hurry up. Take your clothes off and get down here."

I removed my clothes and sat on the edge of the bed. Leaning over her, I stroked her face and kissed her lips softly. Kissing down her neck I moved my hands to her tits. Rolling her nipples between my fingers brought them erect. I brought my lips to a nipple and gave it a sharp nip with my teeth.

"Oh," she gasped. "I like that. Do it to the other one."

Encouraged by her reaction, I licked my way to her other nipple and gave it a nip as well. I went from nipple to nipple to nipple, licking, sucking, and teasing with my teeth.

"Roll toward me so I can suck your nipples too," she ordered.

I twisted my body so that we were able to reach each other's nipples.

She paused long enough to say, "I like sucking our nipples at the same time."

I started working my fingers toward her pussy. She grabbed my cock and began stroking it. With her other hand, she played with my balls. I moved my body so that my mouth could reach her mound and covered it with kisses. At the same time, she took my cock in her mouth and began to suck it in and out.

"Tracy, roll over on top of me and get up on your knees."

When she had positioned herself, I pulled her pussy toward my lips and opened it with my fingers. I licked her slit and she gave a moan of pleasure. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked it to the back of her throat. I found her clitoris, flicked it with my tongue, and sucked it my mouth. She twitched and sucked my cock in and out faster and faster. As I sucked on her clit. she pressed her pussy against my face. I loved her aroma and the taste of her. I could feel myself nearing orgasm. Her body was tensing up at the same time.

I lifted her pussy off my face just enough to shout, "Come with me, Tracy, come with me. Suck my cock deep."

"Fuck my clit with your mouth, John, suck it hard."

We sucked each other to orgasm. My come filled her mouth while I drank in her flowing juices. Neither one of us would stop our sucking. She came several more times, and, though I did not, her mouth felt incredible on my cock.

Finally she rolled onto her back and put her arm over her eyes.

"John," she said, "every time I think nothing can feel any better than the last time, you show me something new that just knocks me off my feet."

"I've never in my life felt myself come the way I do with you either, Tracy."

We lay together for awhile, our energy spent. I rolled to my side and took her in my arms, putting a gentle kiss on her lips.

I said, "I hate to go back to work tomorrow, Tracy."

"I know, John. But I could probably use a few days of rest from how my body tingles all over when we fuck."

"How would you feel about going out to dinner Friday evening? And maybe do something afterward."

"I'd love that, John,"

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7:00."

She got up and put her clothes back on. She turned to say goodbye and I noticed a smile of contentment on her face.

"You are the most appealing and sexy women I have ever known, Tracy. I love making love with you. Besides making me feel fantastic when I come, you make it so much fun."

"Thank you," she said warmly. "I love the way you make me feel too. By the way, can I take that little vibrator home? I really liked it when you used it on my bottom."

I got up, took the vibrator out of my dresser door, and handed it to her.

"Have fun," I said with a smile.

We went to the door, kissed and held each other for a moment, then said goodbye.

As I watched her walk down the street, I felt an unexpected ache in my stomach.



Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 06



I rang her doorbell Friday evening. Seeing her standing there took my breath away.

"You look marvelous, Tracy," I said. "I'm going to enjoy the evening just looking at you."

"You say the nicest things, John. I'm looking forward to spending the evening with you, too."

Over dinner, we shared more of our lives with each other. We talked about our parents, what it was like growing up, our interests, what we were involved in. There was much laughter. I found myself drawn even stronger to her personality, her sense of humor, and that contagious laugh.

Toward the end of the meal, I asked, "Would you like desert now or wait until later?"

"I think I'd like to wait. I'm really full right now," she answered.

"Well, what would you like to do next, then? Go to a movie? Walk through the mall?"

We chose to go to the mall. As we walked, she took my hand. How easily our conversation continued. When closing time arrived, I suggested we find a place for coffee and desert.

Over desert, our conversation turned to sex.

"I was wondering, John, why you always seem to want to satisfy me first."

"I just get so much pleasure out of watching you enjoy being satisfied. The way your body responds, the look on your face when you come, and knowing that it's me making your feel that way. It's, I guess, rewarding. Also, I've always thought that a woman's needs should be met before the man's."

I paused, then said, "Plus, I don't bounce back from coming the way I used to when I was younger. If I came first, and then I wanted to come again later, I might not be able to do it for awhile."

"I'm so glad I got to know you, John. You've helped me realize that sex isn't a selfish thing, it's a sharing thing."

"Exactly," I responded.

Looking at my watch, I said, "It's getting late, are you ready to head home?"

On the way home, we decided to wait until the next day to do any, as she put it, "Fucking."

I said, "I've got some yard work I want to do and some odd jobs around the house to finish."

"And I want to go for my morning jog then do some housework," she added.

"What time would you like to get together, then?"

"Can you be finished by mid-afternoon? If you can, be at my house around 2:00 or so," she said.

"If I'm not, I'll drop whatever I'm doing. I don't want to miss fucking the most fantastic woman I've ever known."

I walked her to her door. We shared a long, soft kiss.

Brushing her cheek with my fingers, I said, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Looking into my eyes, she answered, "I'll be waiting."

I finished my chores, hopped in the shower, and made it to her house just before 2:00. As I stepped inside, she threw her arms around my neck and gave me what I can only describe as a full-body kiss. She pressed her lips against mine, my chest to her breasts, and her mound against my groin. I could even feel her thighs against mine.

Breaking the kiss, she asked, "How did you like that welcome?"

"It made me weak in the knees," I responded.

"It also had some effect on your cock. I could feel it start to grow against me.

"What can I say? You really turn my body on."

"Come on, let's go to bed. I have something I want to try," she said with a seductive smile.

As we went to her bedroom she suggested that it might be fun to undress each other this time. We slowly removed each other's clothing, kissing, licking, and sucking various body parts as they were uncovered. Several times we were both trying to mouth each other at the same time. We ended up being reduced to laughter at the contortions we found ourselves in.

We fell on the bed and I asked, "OK, Tracy, what is it that you want to try?"

She explained that she had been getting a lot of pleasure with the vibrator on her ass. "I started with the smaller vibrator. Then I got brave and started using the bigger vibrator. One time I got it way inside. The vibrations really excited me. I played with my tits and rubbed my clit until I came. Some of them were so intense I thought I'd pass out. So, I've been wondering, what would it feel like with your cock in there?"

"There's only one problem with that, Tracy."

"What's that?" she asked.

"My cock doesn't vibrate."

"I know that, silly," she laughed. "Did your ever fuck your wife that way?"

"No. We used the vibrator a lot, but I never put my cock inside."

"Would you like to try it? You could even come inside me. I don't know if that would be like coming in my pussy, but at least you'd be inside me."

"I'd love to try it, Tracy," I said. "In fact, you're getting me all worked up just talking about my cock in your ass."

"So how do you think we should do it?" she asked.

I thought for a moment, then suggested, "How about you get on your knees on the edge of the bed and lean down on your elbows? Then I could stand behind you and put it in."

"No, I don't think I'd like that, John. That's the way animals do it."

"OK then, you could lay on your side and I could curl up behind you and ... no ... I don't think your ass would open up enough that way."

She asked, "Is there a way with me sitting on top of you? Like you sitting and I kneel facing away from you then lowering myself down on your cock?"

"That would work. Or, how about this? I'm on my back and you kneel across my hips, but facing me. You can put your hands on the headboard for balance and lower yourself down on my cock. You'd have full control of how fast or slow we go and how deep I go inside you. And I would get to play with your tits and pussy."

"And I could reach behind you and play with your balls." she said. "OK, then it's decided.

"Too bad you don't have much enthusiasm, Tracy."

She smiled, "But let's start with some hugs, and kisses, and sucks, and licks first. Nipples and pussy and cock."

So we did.

"Are you ready to try it now, John?"

"I am so ready, Tracy. Get some lubricant. Lather up my cock and I'll put some on your ass and your pussy."

She got the lubricant and began to spread it on my cock, slowly and teasingly. My cock hardened and stood up quickly.

"Looks like you're ready for some action," she smiled. "Now do me, but don't take too long."

When we both were good and slick, I lay back on the bed. She straddled my hips.

"Go slow, Tracy. Remember, you decide what we do and how we do it."

She put her hands on the headboard and started lowering herself until my cock was just touching her anus. I held my cock and she slowly pressed against it. As my cock penetrated slightly, I could feel her anus opening up. She paused and pulled off. She lowered herself again and my cock entered a little deeper.

"I'm glad I've done this with the vibrator first. I really like the stretchy feeling down there."

She pushed down again and I could feel my cock slide past her sphincter. She held it there for a moment, then slowly pulled off. She pushed again and took my cock even farther. She began pumping slowly, pulling off and then drawing me deeper with each stroke. When I was fully inside, she stopped and held me there.

"I love the feel of you inside me, John," she said, then surprised me with a squeeze of my cock.

I twitched and moaned. "It feels good for me too. It's different than being in a pussy. It's so tight and warm. I feel like my cock is surrounded. And I really liked it when you squeezed."

She squeezed again and said, "Let's fuck now, John."

She lifted her ass and pulled me nearly out of her, and lowered herself again. She began pumping my cock in and out of her ass, gradually increasing her speed. I reached up and took both of her nipples in my fingers. As I pinched and twisted them, she bounced on my cock faster and faster. I started thrusting my hips in rhythm with her. I could feel myself nearing orgasm already.

"Pump faster, Tracy ... that's it ... yes ... play with my balls ... Ohhh ... yes ... you are so tight ... faster ... faster ... finger your clit ... fuck your clit ... Ohhh ... I'm starting to come ..."

She responded by bouncing up and down even faster. She furiously fingered her clit.  "Ohhh, John ... Ohhh ... fuck my ass ... squeeze my tits ... fuck, me, John ... I can feel your cock stretching me ... push harder ... I'm going to come ..."

As I came, she gripped my cock with her ass and shouted, "I feel your come ... Ohhh ... yes ... come inside me ... keep fucking ... keep coming ... Ohhh ... shoot your come inside me, John .... don't stop ... Ohhh ... I'm coming ... I'm coming now ..."

Her body jerked and twisted as she came. She held me tightly inside and fingered herself to several more orgasms. Finally, she rolled off and dropped beside me on the bed, as exhausted as I was.

We lay quietly, our breathing ragged, too drained for words. I took her hand and she wrapped her fingers in mine.

When my breathing returned almost to normal, I said, "That was incredible, Tracy."

"I know, John. It was unbelievable. The sensations were overwhelming."

We lay there a while longer. I leaned over, gave her a kiss, then asked, "Do you think you have the energy for more? I have something new for you."

"You'll have to give me lots of attention to get me ready for more, John."

"You know what, Tracy? You're really becoming a demanding woman."

"It's all because of what you do to me. I can't get enough."

I gave her the "lots of attention" she asked for. Then, I positioned myself so that my fingers were twisting her nipples and my mouth was sucking her clit. When I felt her body begin to tremble, I slipped two fingers inside her pussy and reached for her G Spot. As I rubbed it strongly back and forth, her body began writhing uncontrollably.  She shuddered, she shrieked.

"Ohhh, John ... Ohhh ... Oooo ... don't stop ... Ohhh ... Ahhh, stop ... what are you doing to me ... stop ... Ohhh ... No, don't stop ... Ohhh, don't stop ... Oooo, I'm coming ... Ohhh, my body's on fire ... I'm coming ... I'm coming ...Ohhh, I'm coming ..."

As she came, fluid poured from her pussy. I continued torturing her G Spot and sucking her clit. She bucked and arched. She shouted and screamed. She begged me to stop, but I wouldn't. Finally, to get my fingers off her G Spot and my mouth off her clit, she pushed against my shoulders and rolled on her side. I watched her lay there, shudders coursing through her body.

When she was able, she said, "Wow! That was some kind of orgasm. It was like my whole body came. Warm feelings just spread all over me. I think I could even feel it in my toes and my fingers. Please, let's do that again sometime."

"I promise. I loved what it did for you, watching your reactions, how your body just shook, the sounds you made. You know, you actually screamed. And you should have seen the look on your face. You were really over the top."

"And I love everything you do for me too, John. I love it how you make me feel. I had no idea that sex could feel this way, this intense.  And, do you know what else? I like making you kind of loose control yourself when you come."

"We're pretty good together, aren't we," I said.

"I know, John."

We lay silently for awhile, hand in hand.

Later, I helped her out of bed. We dressed and walked to the door where we held each other and shared a lingering kiss.

"John," she said, "In another ten days or so, it'll be safe for you to fuck me for real."

"What we did today was great. But to actually have my penis inside you is something I've been aching to do."

"Me, too," she said.

"Tracy, I've got an idea. Why don't we spend our time together between now and then just going places and doing things together, but not having sex? Let's just enjoy each other's company. It'll give us something to look forward to. You know, the waiting will increase the desire, make it more intense when we do it."

"I like that idea, John. But, I don't know. How you made me feel today will make it hard to wait. At least we can still get together. And we can still hold hands and hug and kiss. Just think what the anticipation will do to us."

We agreed to avoid any sex for awhile, and made plans to see each other often over the next week and a half. As I walked home, I already was looking forward to the next time I would be making love with her, with my penis inside her.



Neighbors: Tracy and John's Story Ch. 07



Dear Readers,

Thank you for following Tracy and John's story and offering comments, suggestions, and constructive criticisms. I have tried to incorporate your suggestions, while remaining true to my vision of the story. I hope you will find the end of their journey together satisfying.

Leto423

We saw each other often over the next week. She invited me for dinner, we went on evening walks. She even talked me into trying jogging with her, but I couldn't stay up with her for long. No matter what we did, we spent our time talking and getting to know each other more intimately. We limited ourselves to holding hands, sharing kisses, and long hugs.

On Saturday, I invited her for a cook-out. As we ate, I said, "Tracy, I'm holding a reservation for a cabin at the state park for next weekend. How do you think you'd feel about spending the weekend there with me?"

"I'd love that, John. But, can we wait that long? It means three more days and I know what my kisses do to you."

"Well, I'll have to take a lot of cold showers, but I think I can make it. You'll have to try not to make your kisses too passionate. No more full-body kisses."

"I think it'll be fun tormenting you until next weekend," she said in a teasing voice.

"Then, I'll just have to figure out some way to pay you back. Don't forget, I know how to turn you on, too, Tracy."

"OK, OK. I'll go easy on you," she said with a smile.

We agreed to continue to see each other during the upcoming week. We also made plans that I'd take off work early on Friday and pick her up around 3:00 PM.

We checked in at the lodge and drove the short distance to the cabin. After unpacking, we grabbed some bottled water and sat on the porch. We watched the water skiers, the sailboats gliding across the lake, and the families swimming and playing on the beach. 

"It is do relaxing and peaceful here, John."

I agreed. We sat silently for a while, taking pleasure in each other's nearness.

"How about we walk to the lodge for dinner?" I suggested.

"And take our swimsuits, too," she answered. "We can swim in the pool or sit on the beach."

Hand in hand, we walked to the lodge. Over dinner, we talked and laughed and enjoyed each other's company. Afterward, we changed into our swimsuits and strolled down to the beach.

"This is wonderful, John. I'm so glad you suggested it."

"Being with you is what makes it so wonderful, Tracy."

She looked at me and smiled. "You make me feel so good about myself. I think you're pretty great yourself."

Eventually we went back to the lodge and the pool. We swam and played and lounged around until closing, then headed to the cabin. By the time we arrived, we had agreed to get a good night's sleep and save our lovemaking for the next day.

"Let's not wear any pajamas tonight, John. I want to go to sleep feeling you next to me."

"Skin to skin, I like that, Tracy. Thoughtfully, I said, "This will be the first time we have shared a bed for an entire night."

"Yes, and we'll be able to snuggle all night, too," she said with a smile. "But don't you dare do anything that will set me off. It'll be hard enough just being next to you," she warned.

"Me? What about you? Don't you do anything tempting either, Tracy."

We undressed and crawled into bed. Holding each other, we shared lingering kisses. Her body felt so comfortable against mine. Eventually, she turned on her side and I curled up behind her. As I was enjoying her fragrance and her closeness, my fingers absentmindedly began circling her abdomen.

"John," she said with mock sternness.

"Sorry," I said contritely.

We eventually drifted off to sleep, snuggled close to one another.

I awoke the next morning before she did. My hand was cupping a breast and her hand was wrapped around my cock. I nuzzled her cheek, wrapped my arms around her, gave her a big kiss, and said, "Good morning, gorgeous. How did you sleep?"

"Are you always this perky in the mornings?" she said with a groan.

"Yes, that's me. Up and at 'em. Let's go get breakfast at the lodge."

"Will you at least let me go pee and get dressed first?" she grumbled.

We dressed and walked to the lodge. After breakfast, we took coffee onto the deck overlooking the lake. We sat quietly watching the activity on the lake and at the beach. Neither one of us seemed to have much to say. After a while, she said, "I think I'd like to go back to the cabin now, John."

"I'd like that, too," I said.

We remained quiet on the walk back, occasionally squeezing each other's hand.

"Would you like to take shower together?" I asked. "We can wash each other and then towel each other off."

"Yes, let's," she said.

I looked at her and said, "You're not very talkative this morning, Tracy. Are you sure you are OK with this?"

"I'm very sure, John. I've just been thinking about having you inside me and looking forward to what it's going to feel like."

Arriving at the cabin, we stripped off our clothes and got into the shower. With the warm water spraying over us, I drew her close and gave her a tender kiss. I felt a familiar tingle beginning in my cock as it was stimulated by the hairs of her pussy. We held each other until she felt my cock beginning to harden. Smiling, she touched my face and pulled away. Lathering a washcloth with soap, she began to wash me. She started with my face, gently scrubbing my neck and shoulders. She turned me around, and said, "Raise your arms, John."

I put my arms against the shower wall and she bathed my sides, down my back, my cheeks, and the outside of my legs. Turning me back toward her, she washed my chest, teasing my nipples with the washcloth. I took in a quick breath as she moved to my abdomen. Giving me a mischievous grin, she grasped my cock, I moaned as it responded to her touch. She gently and attentively washed the length of it. She surprised me by kneeling and taking my cock into her mouth. She began slowly sucking me deeply in and out of her mouth.

When I reached for her head, she pulled off and said softly, "Turn around, John, and spread your legs."

She added more soap to the cloth, and washed the inside of my thighs. She moved the cloth to my balls and lightly brushed them with the cloth. My cock twitched at the stimulation. Then, she moved to my ass, pulling the cloth back and forth against my anus. I was surprised again when she knelt, pushed her finger against it, and then teased me with several licks.

"You'd better stop that, Tracy, if you want me to wash you like that."

She stood up, and said with a smile, "Well, do me now, then."

I soaped a washcloth and told her to stand with her back to me. I washed her neck and shoulders. While moving the cloth around her back, I reached around and twisted a nipple.

"No fair, John. You have to wash me there first."

I turned her to face me and softly began to wash her face, then her neck, then her shoulders. When I drew the washcloth lightly over her nipples, they became erect. I leaned toward her and gave each one a quick suck. She sighed as I moved from one to the other. I pulled her body close to mine, sliding my cock between her legs. She parted her legs and slowly moved her pussy back and forth on my cock.

Pushing me gently away, she said, "Enough, John. Not yet."

I dropped to my knees and brought the cloth to her mound. She put her hands on my shoulders and spread her legs. I moved the washcloth along each inner thigh. Then, after lightly pressing the cloth against her pussy, I opened her outer lips with my fingers, leaned forward, and licked between them. Moving my tongue back and forth, I deliberately avoided her clitoris. When she felt her body responding, she pushed my head away.

"Not yet," she said again with a gasp.

Holding her hips, I turned her backside to me, and spread her legs apart. I moved the cloth up and down her inner thighs again, each time lingering near her ass. I held the cloth against her anus, then leaned forward and gave it a lick. She jerked and sucked in a breath.

"Let's go to bed now, John. I've can't wait any longer."

We quickly toweled each other off, furthering our arousal with the towel's smoothness. I took her into my arms and we held each other tightly. I tilted her head, leaned down, and kissed her. Neither of us broke the kiss, and the longer we held it, the more impassioned we became. She took my cock, slid it between her legs, and started a fucking motion. Still kissing and pressing our bodies together, we stumbled toward the bed. We fell down on the bed and pulled ourselves into each other's arms. Kissing deeply, our passion grew. Our hands caressed wherever they could reach. I leaned over her and lightly kissed her face, then her mouth. I parted her lips with my tongue, and moved it in and out in a fucking motion. She held it and sucked on it. Then she moved my head to her breasts and I took a nipple between my lips. She held my face tighter to her breast as I tongued one nipple and squeezed the other. She moaned and pushed my head to her other breast. At the same time, I pressed my hand against her mound. She raised her hips and spread her legs. I slipped a finger into her already wet pussy, moving it in and out as I sucked on her nipple. Her body began to tremble. I took my other hand and wet my fingers with her juices. While I reached for her ass, she raised her hips higher, allowing me easy access. I pushed a finger against her anus. Feeling it relax, I inserted two fingers inside. She moaned again, and began thrusting her pelvis. While continuing to finger in and out of her pussy and ass, I touched her clit with my thumb.

She jerked, and said, "Stop, John. I don't want to come this way."

She pushed me on my back and grabbed my cock, squeezing it tightly. She took my nipple in her mouth and sucked it strongly as she twisted the other one. She ran her fingers up and down my cock, then grabbed it and stroked it. Moving her head to my cock, she took it deep into her mouth. She began sucking it in and pulling off. Now, I was the one who was groaning. It was my body that was starting to jerk.

Taking her mouth off my cock, she met my eyes and said, "I'm ready to have you inside me. I want you inside me now, John."

She moved on her back and opened her legs. I gave her clit a quick lick as I positioned myself over her.

"I've been waiting a long time for this, Tracy."

"So have I, John."

Looking into her eyes, I took hold of my cock and began rubbing it up and down her parted outer lips. With each upward stroke, the head of my penis was stimulated, with each down stroke it was the underside. I could barely stand the intensity. It was excruciating, almost painful, like a constant stream of electricity pulsating from the tip of my cock to its base and through to my balls. I began touching her clitoris with the head of my cock on the upstroke. She grabbed my hips and pulled me tighter against her. I continued rubbing my cock up and down her pussy, ending each upward movement on her clit. She reached for my face and pulled me toward her. Placing her mouth on mine, we shared a deep kiss. I slid my tongue into her mouth. She gripped it and sucked strongly. I reached for her pussy and stroked it with my fingers. Her hips bucked, responding to my touch.

"Now, John. I want you all the way inside me. Now," she gasped, pushing her pussy hard against my cock. 

I lubricated it with her juices.

"Put your legs around my hips, Tracy," I told her.

We continued looking into each others eyes as I slid the head of my cock just past her outer lips. I began slowly thrusting in and out. She matched my rhythm until I was fully inside. My cock was enveloped in the warmth of her pussy. We stopped all movement, savoring the sensations flowing over us and through us.

She tightened her pussy around my cock, and said, "Oh, John, you feel so good inside me."

"It feels so good to me too, Tracy."

I jerked as she squeezed my cock again.

"I want to fuck slow and easy so we can make this last," I told her.

I began moving my cock in and out, slowly and easily. She moved her hips so that each time my cock entered more deeply, it slid across her clit. I could feel the walls of her pussy against my cock. We tried to fuck slowly, but the stimulation was too great. We lost ourselves in the intensity of our feelings.

"Now, John, now. I can't wait. Fu ... make love to me."

"Give yourself to me, Tracy," I shouted.

We fucked faster. We fucked harder. We fucked with abandon. The only sounds were our panting and the slapping of our bodies together. The feel of her pussy pulsating around my cock, and my come moving upward and outward, brought me to the point of orgasm. I pushed my cock into her pussy as deeply as I could and held it there. She squeezed my cock and pressed her clit hard against it.

She met my eyes as we came together.

"I love you, John. I love you," she cried.

She kept my cock in the grip of her pussy, milking me completely. I continued to hold my cock inside her, feeling her pussy's contractions, not willing the sensations to end. Putting her arms around me, she held me tight.

Finally, after our bodies stopped trembling, I rolled off of her and onto my side.

Tenderly caressing her hair and kissing the tears from her cheeks, I whispered, "And I love you too, Tracy."

**************

(Six and a half months later)

She stirred.

I opened my eyes and glanced at her: Tracy, my neighbor, my fantasy, now my wife. I watched her, a relaxed and contented look on her lovely face. Taking her into my arms, I gently placed a kiss on her lips.

She opened her eyes, smiled, and asked, "Are you ready for some more?"