0 comments/ 95886 views/ 1 favorites Neighbours By: fakkat_guru This is a real life experience of me. This incident happened with me a few days back... Her name is Rosy, A neighbour of mine. At 35, she's the most stunning woman a man can dream of. she has incredible legs, beautiful wheatish skin, black hair. The most striking feature of her beauty is her figure, at 35, she has managed to keep it 36-28-38. She is married with a businessman who is out of the city for most of his times. After 15 years of marriage she has 2 sons. Well it all began when I was moving around in the lawn of my house, which is very much close to the window of the bedroom of Rosy. I was just roaming around when heard some voices coming from the direction of the open window. I identified the voices and slowly moved towards the open window to have a peek inside. As I peeked in through the window, I saw a very erotic site. Rosy was lying on the bed with her hand under her skirt and was fingering herself and was almost to cum. Though I was not able to see her WET Love Tunnel... I was aroused by the whole scene (and who wont be...?). As she was fingering herself I had the feeling that she would end up pushing her whole hand in that pussy of hers... Slowly, the intensity and the pace was increasing, and so was my size of the cock. (Mind you I have a nice big cock 9"). She was about to cum, when I did a silly mistake... I don't know how but I too gave out a cry...! "Ohh damn goodness...!" , I shouted as she came...this had an effect what it would have...she saw me voyeuring, but to my surprise, she behaved as if she has not seen me. After lying quite for a minute or so, she again moved her hand under the skirt, and this time, lift it up, and I could have a clear view of her nice little bush over her Sweet little pussy. She explored it with her hand and suddenly dropped the skirt and got up went to the door and moved out of the room. MAN ...that was fast. I stuck around the window for a few seconds but when I saw no movement, I decided to move around. I was still moving near about the window to see, if I could spot something. After about 20 minutes, I heard MOM calling me. I had to quit. When I reached the drawing room I found Rosy there... "Guru, Rosy is here, complaining about you...!" ohh my goodness...has she told mummy about the voyeur nature of mine... "what did I do...?" I tried to be as innocent as possible. "Ohh you didn't do any thing...?," Rosy asked, with a very harsh look on her face... I looked to mom, she smiled and she said..."She's complaining that its been more than a week that you had not been to her place and she wanted to talk to you...!" and Rosy burst out in a laugh. laughing ha...Yeah, Yeah... she almost made me confess that I had been peeking her, when she was fucking herself...pretty cool na...! "she's here to take you with her...and you don't dare to come back or run back until she has a nice long chat with you...! and yeah be a nice good boy and listen to her and don't trouble her," Ohh my god ...is she on something...? I moved to her place with her. As I sat on the couch in the Drawing room she interrupted me , "Move over, come with me...!". I quietly followed her , not knowing what she had in her mind, but still opted to wait and watch. We moved over to the same room that I saw her fucking herself in...She moved to the curtain saying "Have a seat, make yourself at home and let me close the window ...there are too many voyeurs here...," As she said this she licked her upper lip...and now I was sure, that I was going to have a big big chat ... I looked around in the room, there was a huge bed, with silk bedsheets on it. As I looked around on the walls I saw some erotic pictures of porn stars and porn art stuff. "Nice work isn't it...?"she said with a twinkle in her eyes. I replied by nodding my head. She slowly moved towards me and asked, "You are not nervous, are you?" And slowly moved in my direction with a very SEXY walk. I just managed to throw out the words, "NO ...but I think I am a bit thirsty, I need some water. " She just blushed and moved out of the room , As she was getting out, I saw her perfect Ass, which she was swaying, so gracefully. Man I was going to have an encounter here. She returned A few minutes later, with her clothes changed to a very transparent slacks. A very loose shirt, which I think, was of her Husbands. She moved towards me, handed me the glass of water and Watched me as I gulped down the whole glass in one sip. She again blushed and said "You were not so nervous when you were peeking form that window were you...?" I was caught! Embarrassed by the situation, I said, "Who...when...Where...?. I didn't looked any body ...". She just laughed and said in a soft voice, "Its ok...!I don't mind you looking at me...All I mind is that you looked even I was alone and didn't joined me...!". I started sweating heavily. I was nervous but she was determined to have me . slowly moving towards me she held my hand and moved me to the huge bed of hers...made me sit over it. she moved back again swaying her cute little ass again in a very erotic manner..."how do you like my bunnies guru...?, I bet you wanna check them out ," "what about your husband ...?," I asked as I didn't wanted to take a risk. "ohh he is out for a usual business trip...". "what if my mother comes around...?". "I have told her that we are going to my sisters house and she wont be bothering us , now come on don't you wanna kiss my bunnies handsome...?". "yeah I want to..." "Then so shall you...!" she said and started to perform a little strip dance for me. she first removed her buttoned shirt from her gorgeous breasts...slowly moving her hands over her breasts, she outdid the shirt and with the rhythm of the dance, threw it over my face... the next thing were here slacks she turned around and slowly swayed her ass, and slipped her slacks down . Man the way she did it, was just a sight to view. She was teasing me the best. I couldn't hold on and started to strip right away . she smiled and said, "come on baby...that's the way to go...". I removed my clothes and started caressing my hot member...gently stoking it with light hands. "let me take care of him," she said and took my cock in her hands and gently started stroking it. looking into my eyes and said, "your cock is big...may I taste it...?". And without waiting for an answer she was already pumping my meat in her mouth ... She moved her mouth around it so perfectly, that I almost came within minutes. she stopped me, took her moth away... "hold on hunny...," and she removed her white bra and moved over to bed and asked me to lie down on the bed. As I lied down there she just sat over my face and her lovely pussy was separated from my moth by just a soft cotton panty. "keep on licking it...but remember don't remove my panty. Do whatever you want to but don't remove it..." I readily agreed and stared to lick her over her panties...as she went down again to her sucking of my huge cock... she was doing it so perfectly, that I came within minutes. I was moving my hands over her bare breasts. she was letting off moans as she sucked my huge member...as I came she just started to adjust a little bit to take my whole cum in her mouth. "yeah baby ...suck it suck all my cum...pass it through your throat...come on...ahhhhh..." she sucked all the last drop of my cum...and looked behind, her face was covered by my cum still dropping down from her chin. she just wiped it with a finger and licked it with her large and red tongue... I just lay there for sometime as she moved on and gave some time to re-erect to position. she slowly came over and kissed me passionately. I could taste my own come in her mouth. I slowly moved my hands over to her bare breasts and started to pinch them with my thumb and index finger... she just enjoyed it and moved close to me still kissing me passionately...I started exploring her whole body with my hands had moved to her Pussy hairs... my hands moved to the panty n I slowly parted it form the beautiful treasure it was beholding... I started fingering her slowly ...and with a nice pace , with my every move she let out a soft moan of pleasure...I gradually increased the pace and moved in another couple of fingers... I increased the pace as I slowly started to move my other hand to her ass, gently parting those two bunnies I asked her, "have any one yet visited this palace ...?". "you are the first member and most welcome...". I was a bit surprised as I had never seen any woman agreeing for anal sex so easily. I just moved a finger in her tight little hole. Now she was packed in both her holes she just let off a cry as I started to move my fingers in and out of her (most)private part. "ahhh, yehsss, you are so nice ...ummmm," I just couldn't handle it longer, I moved to the love tunnel of hers and started to throb my, by now fully erect, dick in her wet pussy...," "ohh yesss..."she cried out with ecstasy...my fingers still buried in her tight private treasure... I started to slam her pussy with a wild manner. I was finding it hard to keep up the pace with the fingers, so I moved my fingers and concentrated on her pussy first . Giving her he best fuck of her life, I just rammed her cunt with my Big dick...she was so hott, that she started to cry out loudly. Her moan were very audible... she kept on encouraging me "yaeah baby fuck me ...fuck me hard yess cum in yeah babay..." she had multiple orgasms during that period, but as I was nicely sucked, on I was going to take my own time to fill her Pussy with my juices. After a few moments I shouted , "I am cumming ...I am cumming...". "so AM I..."she shouted with a sweet look ... we both came nearly at the same time... "ahhhh...," "hmmmmm..." Slowly, I darted my juices into her pussy, my dick still in her wet pussy, I lay lazily over her. and kissed her passionately... "ahh thank you..."I said... "its not over yet honey "she said with a wink of eye and a very naughty look on her face... I was surprised and lied down over her. As we were passionately kissing each other, she slowly moved her hands again to my by now dropped down dick and started touching it again with a very soft hands, still wet by her cum, she moved her hands to my mouth as I hungrily ate all the cum coated on her hands... By moving to side, she lay there quietly besides me. With her back towards me she was making some movements over my prick with her ass. I knew what she wanted she again wanted me to fuck her wildly...by now my cock was ready again for the action . I moved it to her pussy when she interrupted me, and said, "No , not there ...I want you in my ass. I just didn't believe her...she turned around and said, "yeah I want you to fuck my ass..." I asked her to get into position, she moved with her cute little bunny raised high up in the air. I parted her legs a bit give me the access to her tight little hole . I separated her asscheeks with my hands and moved my fingers to her brown hole. She cried out a moan of pain...I asked her again "are you sure you wanna do it...?," "yess, hunny please do it for me..." Now I was determined to fuck her brains out...I started out to lubricate my fingers with her cunt juices and eased them in her ass. Slowly my dick was getting a stand and as it was fully ready Moved behind her placed my dick on her cunt , shoved it in and lubricated it very well with its juices... she had started cumming already... I just moved my dick over her hole and asked her to hold her asscheeks apart, as best as she could... she did it quite well...I started to tease her round button a little bit to relax her. Slowly showed my member the deep dark dungeon of hers...she almost contracted her hole prohibiting my dick to move further. She was really tight in her ass... I eased he pace, caressed her pussy a bit with my hands, and she just relaxed as I slowly increased the pressure. "yeah...you are really good , so tight, I love to fuck you in here, ". I was trying to comfort her from pain... "yess guru fuck me , fuck me hard in my ass..." As I became sure, that she has adjusted to my size, I increased the pace and started to fill her ... "yess...cumm on guru cumm in my ass ...". I was fingering her pussy, she almost had three orgasms in a time span of less than five minutes... I was screwing her hard. She was very hot and I was going to cum once again... She asked me to cum in her, "Fill me up ...yess fill me up with it..." And I did filled her up ...A huge load of cum coming out of my prick filled her ass , as she reached her fourth orgasm of the game... "I have never ever had so much fun , you really are the best, Rosy you really are the best," I said as I kissed her deeply... Neighbours Opposite my apartment lives this gorgeous- tall dark sexy guy. He has muscly ABS and strong thighs like a cyclist, hard and tight, sharp featured face with bluish eyes. His name is David. I am jealous of his girlfriend. She is beautiful though- with long blond hair, shapely legs, and tiny round little butt, but she has tiny little breasts. Her name is Tina. I sometimes see them at the pool downstairs. I am pretty disgusting, staring at him, even when his girlfriend is with him. The other day I just got upstairs from shopping at the mall. I had just tried on the little skirt and top I had just bought. It was a black skirt and a black strappy tight top. I was standing at my lounge window when I saw David and Tina getting out of their car. They had just been to the beach and David got out of his car wearing only black speedo. Now, this really got my attention. I stood at the window and watched them. What a butt? The tight black material stretched over his cute little butts. I wanted to be down there pulling them off. David, shaved for swimming so he had a smooth body and you could see his muscles stick out. I felt bad craving and desiring someone else man, and thinking these lustful thoughts. Tina then got out and she was wearing a white bikini bottom and white bikini top. She had firm little breasts, but her nipples were poking out the material and looked quite sexy herself. I watched these two as they walked into the apartment block and then I just stood there at my windowsill day dreaming. I looked down at their apartment and the sun was shining into their dining room. I saw them walk in and I just carried on watching hoping they wouldn't see me. I moved to the side and hid behind my curtain but kept on watching. David lifted Tina onto the dining room table. He walked in front of her and stood in between her legs. I was now quite glued to the scenery. I could see him standing there from the side. I saw her hands reach around his back and hold him. Her hands then dropped down and went insides his speedo. I then saw her swimsuit top fall to the floor. I walked across the window to the side. I saw her breasts. They were small, her nipples were erect. David put his mouth and sucked one of them. Meanwhile she had pushed down his swimmers and I could see his luscious butt. I suddenly started feeling myself getting horny seeing this. I felt guilty but I had to keep on watching. They were out of view for a few seconds and then.. I saw Tina's naked butt from behind. She was going up and down. I couldn't believe it. they must have been fucking right there on the dining room table. I saw her head lean backwards and I saw David behind her. I ran to my study and fetched my binoculars. I focused on her butt. I saw his penis going in and out if her. This was like watching a live porno. Unconsciously, my fingers had find their way under my skirt and had pulled my pink panties aside. My clit was like a pent up point of sexual frustration and my right index finger was rubbing at it ferociously as my other hand held on to the binocs. I lifted up my right leg ,pushed off my high heels, and rested it on the arm of the sofa. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I stood there in my panties watching them fuck. Suddenly they had got up and left the room. I put the binocs down. I let the elastic go and my panties fell back over my pussy. I looked down at my panties. I had rubbed a wet patch across my pussy. I let my finger go. It was sticky. I lifted it up and I could smell the muskiness from my arousal on the fingertips. I was going crazy with a craving and horniness I couldn't describe. I sat on my couch and tried imagining the images of what I had just seen and touched my pussy running my fingers up and down my vulva feeling their moistness but an orgasm wouldn’t come. I just felt more and more frustrated. I gave up and thought I would go down and have a swim at the apartment pool. I grabbed my gym bag with a black bikini in it and went down to the pool. Nobody was there. I got my towel out and David and Tina entered the pool area. They came over to sit right near me. If only they knew that I just watched them have steamy sex. I was still frustrated however and a bit angry. I had too much sexual energy and I needed to vent it. Tina and David were wearing the same swimmers they had on earlier. I was about to go to the change room and get into my black bikini but I felt daring and frisky and so without much thinking I pulled my skirt off and had on my pink cotton panties, They were the type with only a thin string at the butt, very skimpy and high cut. It barely covered my pussy hair and was tight around my mound. I then pulled my top over my head and lay down topless. Now, I have Size C large breasts, quite firm with big areolas. They had never been in the sun before, let alone shown to the public. You could see this from the white untanned area across my breasts and butt. I now felt a real tension mount up in my groin. I lay down with my sunglasses on. I knew David and Tina were staring at me probably thinking what a slut I was. I turned around and I knew my butt was totally visible and as you can see from my pic Its not a bad shape either. The sun and me lying there almost nude with these guys staring at me wasn’t helping my need for sex, to be touched. I couldn’t do anything there. Suddenly Tina comes over and she sits down next to me. I turn over to speak with her. She says to me that she doesn’t want to be rude but she though it would be better to hear form her than stranger. She told me that my pubic hair was showing when I lay on my front. It was my panties. They were so skimpy they hardly covered me. She recommended a total shave. I asked her if she had it and she said she did and then she pulled her white bottom to the side and showed me her pussy lips. They were smooth with absolutely no hair on it. I told her it looked great and I would have it done. She then told me that even David shaved his pubic area. I told her that I had never realised guys did it and she said come see. He pulled his speedo aside and I could see his dick and balls totally smooth. It looked so strange. All my men had hair there. I was so turned on now from discussing this and seeing him that my pussy was hot and soaked. My panties were cotton and were pulling into the wetness and showing a slit with a wet patch. I noticed this and though I better not let them see. I quickly got up and told them I was hot form the sun and was taking a dip and jumped into the pool. As I got out, I realised that my cotton panties had gone see through and Tina said with a laugh that If I shave/wax like them I wont have to worry about this happening. I looked down and saw my pubic hair showing through the wet cotton. I sat down to dry in the sun and I asked them whom they went to for the waxing or shaving and they told me that they did each other. I lay back down to dry and said well that doesn’t help me then. David then volunteered Tina helping me out. Tina looked at him, but the said she would If I wanted. I normally would never have said yes, but in the state I was in I said, "Yes that would be great". Tina and David said it was getting too hot, got up saying they were going upstairs. They collected their things and as they left Tina called out "come upstairs when you ready and I will help you out". I knew what she meant and after a few minutes I put my top and skirt back on and went up to my apartment to get a drink. I remembered Tina's offer so I went down to their apartment. I knocked and Tina opened the door. She was wearing a short sundress and she let me in. I went in and didn’t see David anywhere. I assumed he had gone out. She took me to her lounge and she told me to sit down. She then came back with a white towel in her hand and she laid it down on the chair next to me and told me to sit on it. She had a razor in her hand with some shaving cream. Tina sat down next to my legs, and lifted up my skirt exposing my panties. She tried to pull it aside with her one hand and started to apply the lather on my pubic hair with the other hand. My panties were tight and kept on slipping in. She got frustrated and told me to take it off. I stood up and dropped my underwear and took it off, and then sat down again. Tina then lifted my skirt and I was sitting therein her lounge with nothing on and it felt very very strange. She lathered my whole pussy with shaving cream and then started to shave down the side. As I felt the cold cream on my folds and on my clit I got excited again. It felt too exposed sitting nude in front of another girl, with my legs open and her focusing and touching around my crotch. It was all too strange. I had to let her go on and she shaved another stripe. I didn't want her to know I was on fire and I hoped she wouldn’t see it in my eyes. My animalistic temptation was to put my finger onto my tense knob of nerves and just rub it until I felt relief, I had the whole day of sexual tension pent up in the fleshy clitoris and inside my heated up pussy. I imagined doing something irrational but my rational side stopped me and I just sat back and closed my eyes. Suddenly I hear David’s voice and I open my eyes in shock. He is walking into the room where I am naked. He shouts out at me "don't be worried I am also in the buff" and I see him walking passed me totally in the nude. He had just had a shower and I looked over at him, seeing the water droplets down his strong muscular back and then his little rounded sexy smooth butt. I couldn't take the all-absorbing tension anymore. I was fantasising at every whim. Tina just finished shaving the sides of my labia and I looked down and it was smooth like a baby. I was about to drop my skirt when she said she had a little bit more to do around my butt else hairs would stand out when I wore a g string. David re-entered into the room and stood in front of me looking. I wanted to cover myself with my hand but he was naked too and I looked up at his penis. It was half limp but standing up a little. He said that I looked much sexier this way and I would enjoy it more too, with a naughty grin on his face. I couldn’t help staring at him. His balls looked so big and smooth and full. Tina told me to sit on my knees as if I was doing doggy position and open my legs wide so she could get to the hairs around my butt hole. I was mesmerised with this experience and just did as she asked. David was sitting on the couch naked. Tina started to shave me around my butt hole as I looked up at David on the couch. His dick was now hard and stood erect. I looked on at him and noticed his right hand stroking the end of his dick. It was red and swollen and his balls were red and rode up his long hard erection. Tina shouted that she was all finished. I stood up and my skirt dropped. Tina looked over and saw David masturbating in front of us and she said to me that I better excuse them unless I would partake. I wanted so much to join in but was too shy to admit it and I started to put my panties back on and thanked her for her help. I looked at Tina and realised that her boyfriend pulling his dick like this was turning her on. Her pupils were dilated and her nipples were poking through her sundress. I could pick up her unease as she saw me to the door. As I turned to thank her I saw David still sitting on the couch with his cock standing up and Tina's one had was already behind her back unzipping her sundress. I thanked her again and told me to go out and celebrate and buy myself a sexy g string swimwear to wear at he pool and as I smiled embarrassingly her sundress dropped and her little perky breasts came into view. I was about to just step outside when I don’t know what came over me but an instinct took over and I said hold on and walked right back into her apartment and walked passed Tina and knelt down right in front of David. I took his cock in my right hand and put my mouth over it. It was hot and I let some saliva drip down the side of my lips. I watched it run down his shaft and I just went for it and went up and down. He let out a moan. I took my other hand and a clasped his full round balls. They were so smooth. Next thing I felt my skirt being pulled off by Tina. She then pulled my panties and I raised my leg one at a time to enable her to slip them off me. I then felt a wet tongue on my clit. I nearly died it was such a turn on. I just let out all my inhibition and I let out a screech. It just felt so good. She licked my clitoris and pushed it in with just the right pressure. She then put her whole mouth over my pussy and her saliva mixed with the juices, which were coming out of my pussy and running down my legs. I screamed again. I wanted to be fucked, deep, deep inside. I sat up and I turned around and sat myself down on his cock. As I dropped my torso onto him I just couldn’t take it anymore and I pumped him up and down. I felt his cock pushing against my g spot deep inside me and I orgasmed, again and again. I had my fingers twisting my nipples, which were hard as anything and Tina just stood there watching with her index finger inside her pussy and small moans coming from her as she watched. I finally felt the relief and realised that I had just stolen David from Tina and got up off his cock. He had not come yet, so Tina was about to move onto him but he guided her to turn around and she went on all knees and he entered he from behind. I watched him push his hard long cock into her. His balls were pounding against her little butt and her juices were making them wet. I grabbed his balls and I massaged them as he continued pumping into her even harder and quicker. I looked at his butt and I putt my hand right on them and they felt strong and tight. Tina was screaming away now and scratching her fingers on the carpet. She was cumming, but David just went on and on and then he looked up leaned back and had this still expression on his face, as he was about to come. He lifted his cock out of her pussy and turned around. I then felt his ball contort and spasm as his sperm just flew out. The first spurt landed on Tina's back and then I let go of his balls and he turned to face me, and it spurt again and again landing on my breasts and on my stomach and then he oozed out a deep breath. We were all sweated out and I stood up and started to pull my skirt on. His sperm had trickled down to my now clean shaved pussy. I rubbed it into my skin and put my panties on and then my skirt and top. I didn't know what words to use. David spoke first and said to me that I was welcome to come back again and again and laughed. Tina saw me out and said she enjoyed it to and I just left. I went upstairs to my apartment and I lay down and fell asleep. I was all out of energy and totally fulfilled. Neighbours Mutually ending a long-term relationship had been very difficult for Jess. Even though the break-up was relatively painless, it still was a hard thing to do because she and her boyfriend had been together for approximately twelve years. Inherently a private person, it was easy for Jess to be professional at work and share her personal life with only the few coworkers that she considered close friends. However, the recent separation was a unique situation so she just couldn't shake her melancholy mood. Her days consisted of going to work, quietly doing her job and then going home to an empty house and her month-long routine probably would have continued if her boss hadn't summoned her to his office one day. In the two years that she had been with Walters Incorporated, she had never heard her English employer speak to her in anything but his warm and friendly accented voice. So, to hear him request her immediate presence in a crisp and grave tone caused Jess to quietly panic. Had her mood affected her job? Was she about to get fired? Fearing the worst, she entered his office and received quite a shock. Her boss, Pierce Walters, informed her that he was moving back to England and really valued her work so he wanted to take his favourite assistant with him. If she wasn't still speechless from his revelation then she would have quipped that she was his only assistant. She had grown close to Pierce over the years and although Jess was 32 years old and he was in his late 40s, they had a father/daughter type of relationship. He was also quite astute so even though she had never mentioned the break-up, she wasn't surprised when he told her that the change of scenery would do her good and that this would help her to finally put the past behind her. Pierce gave her a week to decide and although Jess' family were devastated at the possibility of having her move so far away, she felt that she made the right decision. She would be moving to England. - - - - - - - - - - Upon arriving in England, the whole new culture scared and intimidated her but Jess also felt exhilarated. It helped tremendously that her new coworkers were warm, inviting and willing to help Jess get settled. She was given an already furnished apartment that contained so many personal items that Jess wondered if she'd be getting a roommate. However, it turned out that the previous tenant was an ex-employee of Walters Incorporated. Apparently, a handsome German businessman had offered the woman a job at double her salary and had promised to replace all the items that she was leaving behind since he was in a rush to get back home. Then he had promptly whisked her away. It wasn't her coworkers that gave her this little tidbit of information. Nope. In fact, the employees were rather tight-lipped about the whole affair. So, how did Jess find out? Just by some overzealous neighbours in her apartment complex. Perhaps it was because most of the tenants had lived in the building for a long time or they were nosy but when Jess had moved in, far too many people were curious about her. Her accent, or lack of one, intrigued them and they wanted to know all about her but Jess had no intention of telling virtual strangers her life story. Therefore, whenever she was questioned, her typically standard response always was, "I just moved here for a job." About a week after she moved in, Jess met the neighbour that lived to her right. She was approaching her door, encumbered with bags of groceries, and he had just exited his apartment and was locking his door. She surreptitiously checked him out and felt her stomach plummet… damn but the man was quite attractive. He was tall, lean, dark-haired and handsome and just the sight of him gave her the eerie feeling that if she gave him the chance, he'd turn her life upside down with very little effort. What an odd sensation to have but also pointless since Jess was here to heal. She had never really lived alone so she needed to prove to herself that she could make it on her own. She quickly averted her face when he unexpectedly turned and his cocky grin plainly told her that he knew that she had been checking him out. Lowering her head to hide her blush, Jess fumbled with her keys and tried to open the door while holding the groceries but as a bag dropped, she heard the sickening crunch of eggs breaking. She glanced down at the bag in dismay and then her gaze flew upward when she heard her neighbour laughing. Normally Jess was quite easy-going but her confidence had plummeted over the last few months and so his laughter seemed to be mocking her, which just made her feel defensive and angry. Glaring up at him, she met his dark gaze and froze. Some sort of emotion stirred inside her and she didn't like it one little bit. So without saying a word, Jess turned away, shoved open the door, placed one of the bags just inside then bent to pick up the other bag that had dropped. As she straightened, she glanced over and noticed that he was staring avidly at her ass. With an 'if looks could kill' glare, she entered her apartment but just before her door slammed shut, Jess heard a very sexy and very male English voice say, "Welcome to the neighbourhood." - - - - - - - - - - Jess would have been content if she never saw her neighbour again but unfortunately, the reprieve only lasted a week. The landlady was hosting an informal party and really wanted her to attend so that she could meet all of the tenants in the building. Jess wasn't fooled, she was quite aware that her invitation was mainly due to the fact that people wanted to find out more about her but in spite of that knowledge, she didn't want to spend another night alone in her apartment. So she accepted. After approximately an hour of deflecting far too personal questions, Jess wearily stood against a wall, off to the side, simply surveying the crowd and that's when she felt the skin at her nape suddenly tingle. Perplexed, she glanced curiously around and then felt her mouth go dry when her gaze collided with her neighbour's. Taking a quick sip of white wine, she watched as he slowly approached her. That sexy strut of his was creating havoc with her heartbeat and her reaction to him simply confused her. "Well, well, well… if it isn't my new neighbour. Fancy meeting you here." At a loss for words, she just stared up at him and with an amused expression, he held out his hand. "I'm Don." Blinking, she glanced down at his hand and then slowly placed her small hand against his much larger one. "I'm Jess," she replied, then quickly pulled her hand away. If possible, he seemed even more amused as he placed his left hand flat against the wall, close to her head, with his arm outstretched. Alarmed at his proximity, she glanced around then sidled slightly away. Don glanced down at her body, encased in snug jeans and a short top and the curves that were subtly on display intrigued him. Glancing back up into her dark eyes, he murmured, "I bought extra eggs, Jess. How about coming back to my place and grabbing two large ones?" His innuendo wasn't lost on her and glaring up at him; she moved away from the wall and put a little more distance between them. "Awfully bold aren't you? You don't even know if I'm married or have a boyfriend and you certainly don't know me. I could be a... a... an axe murderer." She wanted to yell at him but worked at keeping her voice low since she didn't want to attract any more attention from the busybody tenants. "I was just asking if you wanted eggs," he said smoothly. "But while we're on the subject, are you taken?" "Am I taken? What are you, a throwback from another era? No I'm not taken, nor do I want to be." She normally was in control of her emotions but with a few simple sentences, this man had her practically foaming at the mouth. Grinning, he reached out to grasp a soft tendril of her hair and idly toyed with it as he murmured, "In case you're wondering, I'm not seeing anyone. Oh and Jess," he tugged on her hair and bent closer. "It won't be long before you're begging me to take you," he whispered. Her face blanched as he slowly sauntered away. The audacity of the man! What makes him think that every woman he focuses on, just wants to spread her legs for him, she fumed. - - - - - - - - - - After that encounter, she was intent on avoiding him but Don always seemed to unexpectedly turn up. She saw him at the grocery store, in the laundry room, outside the building, and at the local pub. Jess saw him so often that she was beginning to believe that he had her place wired and was following her. The idea was quite ridiculous but a testament to how crazy he was making her. It also didn't help that he plagued her dreams, her very erotic dreams. In fact, it had been after a particularly restless night when she exited her apartment the next morning and smacked right into him. A combination of frayed nerves and lack of sleep made her lash out, "Why the hell do you keep following me! Leave me the fuck alone!" With an arched eyebrow, he regarded her silently and finally said quietly, "I apologize if I've disturbed you but I haven't been following you, it's just a happy coincidence." "I don't believe you," she growled and folded her arms across her chest in an angry stance. Taking in her posture, he eyed her quizzically and then responded, "Are you always this distrustful of people?" "Yes," was her succinct retort. "Well I assure you that I haven't been sitting by my door, waiting and listening for you to leave. I have better things to do with my time." Feeling like a fool, she blushed and conceded, "Okay, I'm overreacting but I'm new to this country and I'm not ready for a relationship and I want people to stop prying into my life and… and I want you to stop coming on to me." Smiling, Don gently cupped her cheek and lightly stroked his thumb across her bottom lip. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable Jess and I do want us to be friends," he said as he gazed into her eyes. Leaning closer, he whispered, "But just so you know, I want more than friendship. I would love the opportunity to cum on you." With those words he departed, leaving a trembling Jess leaning weakly against her door. - - - - - - - - - - The next day dawned beautifully warm and bright and it was a perfect day for procrastinating Jess to finally hold a garage/lawn sale to sell the items that the former tenant had left behind in her apartment. Jess had been chatting with a lovely elderly woman when she noticed Don approaching her. Inwardly groaning, she somehow managed to continue the conversation even though all her attention was focused on him. Damn, he looks so handsome this morning, she thought. As the woman left with her purchase, Jess turned to her neighbour. He was holding a Barbie doll and idly flicking his thumb over the doll's breasts as his gaze perused Jess' body, taking in her halter-top and cut off shorts that accentuated her curves. Feeling slightly aroused, she practically shivered when he mumbled in his ever sexy accent, "How much is this?" He held up the doll in his right hand, smiling slightly. Not believing for one second that he wanted the doll, Jess grinned. "That's not for sale," she said, staring pointedly at a little girl that was looking up at Don with a vexed expression, her fists planted on her hips. "That's MY doll, go find your own!" she said angrily, snatching it out of his hand and storming away. Nonplussed, he turned back to Jess with an amused expression. "In that case, how much do you cost?" he leered playfully, arching his eyebrow when she burst out laughing. "Sorry fella but I'm not for sale either." "Pity," Don murmured, as his gaze raked over her figure once again. "I'll take myself off then." Before she knew what was happening, he surprised Jess by lifting her hand to his lips and gently bestowing a kiss upon it. Then he walked away. A little shaken, her gaze followed him so that when he suddenly turned, Don caught her staring at him. Grinning, he gave her a little salute and then turned the corner, disappearing from view. - - - - - - - - - - Amazingly, Jess made a nice profit and sold most of the items but she figured that it had more to do with the neighbours wanting to talk to her rather than there being any interest in the merchandise. Instead of spending another Saturday night alone, Jess decided that she'd head to the local pub to unwind and relax a bit. She was sitting at the bar, enjoying her pint of beer and watching TV when someone sat next to her. Glancing over, Jess groaned out loud. "Okay, fess up. You ARE following me around, aren't you?" Without him needing to ask, the bartender automatically placed a beer in front of Don. He took a long swig and then replied, "Nope, I come here quite often so who is following whom, hmm?" Chuckling, she didn't say anything. She felt content and figured that it was from the effect of the beer. Whatever the reason, Jess was quite happy that Don was sitting next to her. Breaking the comfortable silence, Don asked, "I've been trying to place your accent for months now, where are you from?" "I'm from Canada. My company transferred me here." "Canada? Hmm, I didn't realize that they let you notorious troublemakers leave the country." "Of course they do. How else would we lie in wait in strategic locations until we received the go-ahead to cause world chaos?" They both grinned at the inane banter, staring at each other and that's when she noticed the glint in Don's eyes slowly change from laughter to awareness. His gaze almost felt like a caress as it leisurely roamed over her short burgundy summer dress, taking in the fullness of her breasts and the firmness of her thighs. A soft smile touched Don's mouth when he slid his gaze upwards again and noticed her hard nipples pressing against the material of her dress. Feeling flustered, Jess quickly turned away and downed the rest of her beer. "Can I buy you another drink?" Don asked in amusement. Tired of acting like a frightened virgin whenever he was in her vicinity, she glanced at him and replied, "Sure. I'll have an Orgasm." She grinned in victory and pounded on his back when he choked on a sip of his beer. "What?" he croaked. Smiling, Jess reached out to idly slide her finger along Don's arm. "I want an Orgasm," she purred. Getting himself back under control Don grinned, "Little one, that's a given when you're in my company." Arching her eyebrow, Jess murmured, "Good cause I'm thirsty." "So?" he replied. "So, I'd like my Orgasm please." When he stared at her in confusion, Jess started chuckling, the teasing light in her eyes plainly visible now. "Don, an Orgasm is a drink." "Oh right," he murmured. "Stuart," he motioned to the bartender, "The lady would like an Orgasm." "Can't you take care of the lass by yourself?" he ribbed Don good-naturedly. "Just get the drink," Don grumbled. Less than a minute later, Stuart returned with a glass that contained a creamy concoction. Curious, Don asked, "What's in it?" "Amaretto, Vodka, and Rich Cream. Want to try some?" Jess replied. Grimacing, Don said, "Ugh no, sounds horrendous, especially the cream part." Shrugging, Jess quickly downed her drink, which left her with a pleasant buzz. "Mmm, delicious." Feeling quite emboldened, Jess found herself giving into the urge that had been plaguing her for months by suddenly leaning over and grasping Don's face between her palms. Swiftly, she pulled his head forward and kissed him, sliding her tongue against his and drinking in his taste. If anything, one taste of him only made her hungrier and so she wisely forced herself to break the kiss. Jess met Don's surprised, excited eyes and blurted out before she could stop herself, "Did you like the taste of my Orgasm?" "Oh yes," he replied in merriment, "It was quite delicious." Rubbing her thumb across his lips, she mumbled, "That's good but I must say that it tasted even better on you." They held each other's smouldering gaze for a long moment and then blinking, Jess turned to face the bar again. Because she couldn't believe her behaviour, especially since she'd been holding him at arm's length for months, Jess found herself ordering another drink… this time a Cherry Whisky. Mulling over the unexpected reaction to the brief kiss they shared, Jess had just finished her fourth drink when she realized that she was either incredibly tipsy or just on a tilt-a-whirl ride. Not being much of a drinker, she really couldn't hold her liquor and it certainly didn't help that she had been mixing beverages all night. No sooner had she stood up than Jess fell against Don. Giggling, she said to him, "I'm going home," in what she thought was a whisper. Sighing, Don shared an amused glance with Stuart, downed the rest of his beer then stood up, taking a hold of Jess' arm. There's no way that he'd let her leave alone in this condition. "Come on Poppet, let's get you home." "I thought you'd never ask," she said with a giggle and leaned heavily against Don as he escorted her outside. When they reached her apartment, he took her key and ushered Jess inside. Seating her on the couch, he turned in the direction of the kitchen with the intention of making her some strong coffee. However, he had taken no more than a couple of steps when Jess suddenly appeared at his side. "Where ya going, tiger?" she slurred. "I wanna ficky-fick." Bemused, Don stared down at her, pointedly ignoring the feel of her breasts against his arm. Gently pushing her away, he began to lead her back to the couch. "You are in no condition for ficky-ficking so sit down like a good girl and wait for your coffee." Frowning, she pulled away from him and pouted. "I don't wanna be a good girl. I wanna be… be bad." Grabbing the hem of her dress, she clumsily pulled it up and over her head, leaving her clad in only a red satin bra and matching panties. Don groaned softly as he stared at her curvaceous body then made a move towards her; he had to cover her up! But in spite of her drunkenness, Jess deftly evaded him. Kicking off her shoes, she accidentally hit him in the shin and giggled when he yelped in pain, glancing down at the offending shoe. While he was momentarily distracted, Jess removed her bra, mumbling, "I've wanted you for so long, ya know. I've had so many hot dreams about you." Quickly he glanced up and whatever he had been about to say was forgotten. Don gaped as he stared hungrily at her bare breasts, her oh so tempting bare breasts. They were large yet firm and just begged a man to touch them, squeeze them, and taste them. As he stood frozen, unable to look away, Jess bent and quickly removed her panties. He now officially had the hardon from hell. Emitting a strangled gasp, Don stared at the naked vision before him. Her loins were hairless except for a thin line of hair down her mound and it just made him want to suck on her smooth nether lips. He wanted to clamp his mouth on her wet pussy as she bucked and writhed in ecstasy and he wanted to grab those gorgeous tits as he rode her hard. He abruptly snapped out of his erotic musings when Jess approached him, sliding her arms around his waist. "You're so tall," she giggled. "I barely reach your shoulders." Having trouble focusing on one thought for long in her drunken state, Jess rubbed against him, purring, "I wanna fuck you. Lemme see your cock." Not expecting her next move, she pushed against him so that he landed on the couch with her straddling his lap. "I'm tiny and flexible so you can fuck me any way you want and… and I wanna feel your cock in my mouth… lemme suck it." She said right before she tried to kiss him. However, he averted his face, which caused Jess to smack her nose against his ear. Neighbours God he wanted her. Don could feel her wet heat right through his jeans and with a slide of his zipper he could be inside her, ending the ache that has been tormenting him for months. Yes, he wanted her badly but not like this. He wanted her lucid and wanted to watch her reaction when he finally slid inside her body for the first time. Needing to get the hell away from her before he succumbed, he stood up, causing Jess to topple to the side on the couch. With an indignant shriek, she glared up at him but all Don said was, "You're not thinking straight and it's time that I left. Trust me, you'll thank me in the morning." "What?!" she yelled. "You've been after me for months and now you don't want me? You… you teasing bastard!" Heading towards her door, it was a good thing that he glanced back at her because she suddenly hurled a glass, which missed his head by mere inches. As the resounding crash faded, he stared hungrily at her one last time then quickly left her apartment. - - - - - - - - - - The following morning, Don had to go out of town for business so it wasn't until a week later that he returned home. The time away had been torture for him. The image of Jess' naked body would conjure up at the most inopportune times and to say that his nightly dreams left him hard and aching would be an understatement. He couldn't go one more day without seeing her so shortly after his return, Don found himself knocking on her door. He knocked again when there was no response and glanced at his watch… 9:25pm, she should be home. That's when he spotted a slight flicker of light at her peephole and guessed that she was hovering near the door and didn't want to let him in. Well too bad, he thought. "Jess, I know you're there so let me in," he said through the door. When there was no response he growled, "I'm going to get the superintendant to let me in if you don't open this door right now. Trust me, he'll do it." He was lying but Don was willing to try anything. After a brief moment, he heard the click of the lock being opened and then there she stood, just on the other side of the now opened door. She looked pale but otherwise, she was as beautiful as ever, and her body… his gaze slid downwards and with an effort, he controlled his facial expression. She was wearing a Jersey shirt that covered her from neck to mid-thigh, so Jess probably figured that she was dressed adequately. However, the material of her blue nightshirt was so threadbare that it clung to her curves and minutely revealed the dusky rose colour of her aureoles. As Don continued to stare at her breasts, Jess self-consciously folded her arms across her chest to cover them then frowned up at him. "What do you want?" Just the sight of him reminded her of her embarrassing behaviour last week and mortified, she could barely look at him. Her embarrassment charmed him and acting on impulse, he bent to kiss her briefly on the mouth then breezed inside her apartment without being invited. "I thought that we could spend some time together. I brought one of your favourite action flicks." Smiling beguilingly, he held up his hand to show her that he was holding the 'Speed' DVD. "Don't bother asking how I found out what movies you like, I'm not revealing my source." he said as he set the movie down. Jess stared at him for a long moment then with a resigned sigh, quietly closed and locked the door. Just wanting to get the uncomfortable moment over with, she slowly approached him and murmured, "Look, Don… about last week…" Faltering, she took a deep breath and continued in a rush, "I'm sorry that I made you uncomfortable by throwing myself at you and… and I do want to thank you for turning down my advances. It, um… it would have been a huge mistake." Don didn't say anything and she felt her nerves slowly fraying from his silence. Unable to take his quiet gaze any longer, she was about to sit down when he approached her, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush against his body. Her eyes widened when she felt the hardness pressed against her stomach. Lowering his head, he whispered, "Did you drink any alcohol tonight?" Perplexed, Jess shook her head and squirmed a little, trying to put a little distance between their bodies but he kept a firm hold on her. "Good," he said in satisfaction. "Last week, you would have been so drunk out of your mind that you would have barely been aware of what we were doing. However, tonight you're going to be fully aware and by the time I'm through with you, you'll be incapable of thinking about anything else but me." Alarmed, she stared up at him. She should be making some comment about his massive ego but speech was beyond her at the moment. Heaven help her but she wanted him to take her and she wanted to lose herself in his lovemaking. Apparently he saw what he wanted to see in her eyes because he suddenly placed his hand on the back of her head and yanked her forward, swooping down for a hungry kiss. There was no hesitancy or initial gentle exploring, he was beyond that. As he devoured her mouth, he held her head while his other hand slipped down to grip her ass cheek, pushing her groin against him. With the initial shock evaporating, Jess whimpered as she kissed him back. Her tongue duelled voraciously with his as she lifted onto her tiptoes and wrapped her hands behind his neck. The passion that they both felt was so pleasurable that they were reluctant to end the kiss. Their lips rubbed and nipped and their tongues tasted and explored. They'd free their mouths long enough to take a quick breath then dive right back in for more. Panting heavily, her head fell back as Don began to suck hungrily on her neck. While he nipped her skin, his hands were roaming restlessly along her body. He cupped and squeezed her breasts, slid his palms against her stomach, then slid around to squeeze her ass cheeks but the encumbrance of her nightie was frustrating him; he needed to feel her silky flesh. While Don was exploring her, Jess had not been idle. She managed to unbutton his shirt then slid her palms against his chest and back. When she moved her hands lower and attempted to unzip his pants, Don groaned and pushed away from her. He gripped the hem of her nightie and with one swift action, yanked it over her head, leaving Jess clad in only French-cut panties. His eyes were stormy as he grabbed her again and arched Jess backwards over his arm. With her breasts temptingly on display, he lowered his head to lick and nip the skin around her nipple. He switched from one breast to the other but never actually touched her nipples, which was driving Jess slowly mad. Wildly she thrashed and gripped his hair, trying to manoeuvre his mouth but all he did was pause, glance down at her and then growl, "Fuck." Her untamed response was turning him on immensely. Relenting, he took her left nipple into his mouth and sucked strongly on it, causing Jess to cry out and buck. As he switched to the other nipple and scraped his teeth around it, he lowered his right hand and slid it into her panties, pressing his finger along her cleft but never actually penetrating the folds. "You bastard. Stop teasing me!" she yelled as she writhed, becoming so incredibly wanton. Chuckling, Don traced her delectably smooth labia then pushed his finger in between to rub it against her swollen clit. At the exact same moment, he took her breast into his mouth and lightly bit on her nipple. Crying out, Jess thrashed from the dual sensations, wondering how much more she could take when Don suddenly thrust two fingers inside her and rubbed them against her walls. Gasping loudly, she jolted and squeezed around his fingers, so turned on that it took her a moment to realize that he was now holding his fingers still. Her eyes were glazed with lust as she glanced up at him questioningly. A soft predatory smile formed as he growled, "Fuck yourself on my fingers." "Wh… what?" she replied in foggy confusion. He didn't repeat himself, all he said was, "Do it." Gasping at the dominance in his voice and secretly getting off on it, she began to bend and straighten her legs, slowly riding his fingers. A sharp shiver assailed her when he slid in another finger alongside the other two and her pussy clenched around the intrusion reflexively. Panting, she began to ride his fingers harder and faster, trying to get them to hit sensitive nerves by jerking her hips back and forth and from side to side. Her pussy was slurping noisily by the time that she grinded hard against his palm, almost causing her feet to lift off of the floor. She was so close to cumming when Don suddenly withdrew his fingers and pulled his hand out of her panties. As he slowly licked his fingers she noticed that he hadn't remained unaffected. The skin was taut over his flushed cheeks and his chest was rising and falling with his rapid breaths. God she wanted him, her body was thrumming like a live wire. Lowering her gaze, Jess unfastened his pants, a difficult task with his hard cock pressed so tightly against the material. She heard him sigh when his shaft was finally freed and she quickly wrapped her hand around it, slowly tugging. She stared down in fascination as she watched his foreskin slide up and down while she stroked his shaft. Don could see the wonder on Jess' face and chuckled, "Haven't you been with a man that wasn't circumcised?" Glancing up briefly, she murmured, "Yes but it wasn't this big or this sexy." Absorbed with the cock in her hand, she slid her thumb against his tip and rubbed his precum around his knob, making it nice and shiny. Growling softly, Don pulled away from Jess and bent to swiftly remove her panties. Then he gripped her waist and lifted her off the floor so that they were eye-level. "There's something that I always wanted to do and since you're so tiny and light..." Smiling, he suddenly turned her so that Jess' head was pointing towards his feet and the fronts of their bodies were touching. Jess gripped Don's thighs for balance and tried to shake off the dizzy feeling as her blood rushed to her head. But having never tried this position, she was intrigued. Without any preamble, he simply spread her legs and then lowered his mouth to her wet pussy. She squirmed as she felt his tongue slide along her pink folds and then latch onto her hard little clit. Whimpering, Jess gripped the base of his shaft and then slid her mouth over his knob. Her tongue pressed against his slit for a moment and then slid around his rim. She managed to engulf half of his shaft before needing to take a breath. She writhed in sheer pleasure against Don's mouth as he slid his tongue inside her and she focused on the wonderful sensation before taking his cock into her mouth again. This time she engulfed more and gripped his base hard as she bobbed her head up and down. Encouraged by Don's groans, she released his base and lowered her hand to cup and squeeze his balls. After lifting her head for another quick breath, she slid her mouth down his shaft and moaned when she felt his tip nudging her throat. Her moan vibrated around his hard flesh, making it tingle and he reflexively began to buck his hips. Grunting, he alternated between sucking on her labia and thrusting his tongue into her wet hole; his ministrations becoming rougher as he got more excited. Her pussy was aching with excitement and the rougher Don became, the rougher she did as well. She gripped his balls and rubbed on the flesh that connected his balls to his ass as her mouth bobbed faster. Her lips twisted around his shaft as her tongue slid over his skin and the entire time she was gasping from the feel of Don's mouth against her sensitive flesh. "That's it. Suck my cock like a lollipop," Don growled. He was so turned on that he could explode at any moment. Jess' tiny cunt was so delicious and the feel of her breasts against his stomach was equally arousing. But the way that she was sucking his cock was weakening him almost to the point of collapse. Gripping her body, he easily turned her so that she was staring in his eyes again. "We'll continue that later in a much more comfortable position," he grunted before giving her a swift, hungry kiss and then tossing her onto the couch. As Jess bounced and attempted to blink the dizziness away, Don didn't give her a chance to recuperate because he quickly slid on top of her and then reaching between their bodies, he guided the tip of his cock to her entrance. Staring down at her so that he could catch every nuance of her expression, he rubbed his hot, wet tip along her slit and then with one hard thrust, plunged deep inside her. Crying out, Jess flexed her legs restlessly and then wrapped them around his hips, dimly aware that he was still wearing his pants. Shifting beneath him, she tried to accustom to the feeling of his large cock squeezing inside her tight pussy. Her eyes glazed and her lips parted as he began to slowly thrust, and all the while, he was staring down at her with a hungry, self-satisfied expression. "It hurts," she whispered but the tight clinging of your arms and legs clearly told him that she was enjoying the pain. His eyes smouldered as he watched Jess' face contorting then he lifted his upper body on outstretched arms and stared down at your bouncing breasts. God, he wanted to taste that succulent flesh again. While he continued to thrust leisurely, he bent his head to nip on her breasts. Jess was enjoying the gentleness and appreciated that he was giving her time to stretch but it wasn't enough. She gripped a fistful of his hair and pushed his mouth harder against her breast in the hopes that he'd bite down on her nipple, but he just kept sucking lightly. Then she slid her hands down and gripped his ass, trying to get him to push into her harder, but he maintained his soft and sedate pace. Exasperated, she gripped his shoulders and growled, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Pound my cunt. Take it!" He was enjoying the feel of her tiny body squirming beneath his but he kept up the same rhythm, knowing that he was frustrating her. Then with a wicked grin, he covered her breasts with his hands and gripped the flesh hard as he reared back and slammed into her with all his strength. Her shocked scream was music to his ears while he held the position by grinding his balls against her wet labia, then he pulled all the way out and poised his tip against her hole. Sliding his hands upwards to grip her shoulders, he pulled on them hard just as he stabbed his entire length deep inside her, and he watched her erupt. After the gentleness, the unexpectedly savage actions aroused Jess so much. She could feel him pressing against sensitive nerve-endings deep inside her and his girth was stretching her almost unbearably that when he pounded into her brutally hard, it was like a shock wave went off inside her. Hurtled into such a strong orgasm, she screamed in shock and dug her nails into his back. Clamping her feet against his ass, she pushed him into her harder as she bucked up and grinded herself onto his cock. She writhed and bucked, clenching her muscles around his thick length but in spite of her explosive reaction, her spasms subsided rather quickly. Her brief climax had a lot to do with the fact that Don had remained motionless inside her, watching her reaction. When her eyes finally opened and she met his gaze, he smiled slightly then lowered his head to suck strongly on a hard nipple. She gasped at the sharp sensation, amazed that he could elicit a response so quickly after her orgasm. Groaning, he pulled out of her, lifted up and easily picked up Jess' trembling body. Walking around the couch, he placed her on the back of it so that her stomach was pressed against it and her feet were dangling. Jess heard the rustle of Don's pants falling just before she felt him move between her parted thighs and grip her hips. He rammed deep and hard inside her, not giving Jess a chance to catch her breath as he began to hammer all of his frustrations away. Grunting, the speed and forcefulness of his thrusts increased as he held her with bruising force. Don was overwhelming her with his aggressive pounding and she was helpless to control him in her vulnerable position, so barely over her first orgasm, Jess felt another one quickly approaching. However, she fought it this time because she wanted to wallow in the delicious pleasure of this wild fuck. Jess was so tight, sheathing him so arousingly and he wanted nothing more than to spill his seed deep inside her but she began struggling. She whimpered, "Not again… please. Not yet. I… I don't want to cum again so quickly." But her plea fell on deaf ears. Spreading her thighs wider, Don pinned them down with his hands, which caused her clit to become exposed and press against the couch. Knowing that Jess was completely vulnerable in this position, he slammed into her and smiled at the sound of her scream of shocked pleasure. Forfeiting the rapid pace of his thrusts for much slower but higher intensity stabs, Jess' cries grew louder as her body jolted from the force. She gripped the couch and tried to brace herself but it was of no use, her body was seizing control. She felt the tingly heat and tightening growing and yelled, "Oh, you… you bastard!" just before she arched up her chest and screamed. Grunting from the effort of pumping into Jess so hard, Don felt her tight little cunt clenching around him, trying to milk his length and what little control he had remaining, promptly vanished. He gripped her heaving breasts and yanked her tightly against him. Releasing a primeval yell, his cum rushed forward and burst out of his rampaging cock, spurting hotly against her inner walls. So overcome with the extreme sensations, they grinded and bucked against each other, riding out their mutually intense orgasms until the very last spasm left their bodies. Finally spent, Don weakly fell forward and covered Jess' body with his much larger one. Softly he kissed her cheek as they laid in contented silence waiting for their breathing to slowly return to normal. He didn't want to detangle himself but his back was starting to twitch in the awkward position so Don lifted off of Jess. He gradually pulled out his semi-hard cock and smiled when she whimpered. Reaching down to her dripping opening, he inserted a finger which caused Jess to gasp as sensitive tissues were stroked. Don then pulled out his wet, glistening finger and proceeded to suck hungrily on it. Bending down, he growled in her ear, "Mmm Jess, you're right. Your orgasm does taste better on me." Neighbours I was in the backyard cleaning my car, wearing only the bottom half of my bikini. The backyard was surrounded by a 6' wooden picket fence and with very few trees, the neighbours could see in, if they looked hard enough. Today was a scorcher and I had plans of taking a quick dip in the pool after my car maintenance. I was leaning over the bonnet, giving it a thorough cleaning with the hose, when I noticed the neighbour was standing in his driveway, trying to peer through the gaps in the picket fence. He was an old man of about 70, and I, at only 28, had a perfectly toned body, which I loved to show off. I pretended not to notice him as I lifted my body up straight and flicking my long blonde hair out of the way, he was able to get a good view of my tits. I began rubbing the front mudguard vigorously so that my boobs began bouncing all over the place – "this will turn him on," I thought as I continued. Still pretending not to notice him, I moved around to the other side of my car, spread my legs wide so that my ass was poking in the air, and bent down to clean the tyre. This gave the neighbour a good view of my ass and cunt lips. I felt so naughty that I could feel juices beginning to flow from my cunt. I was so horny that I had to rush inside and play with my clit until I came. The next morning I decided to tease my old neighbour some more, so I dressed in a tight, sheer mesh sundress with nothing underneath. My curvaceous body and boobs were accented to perfection under this dress. He was in his front yard where the picket fence dividing our yards, was only 3' high, so I walked outside to say hello to him. He saw me approaching him and wasted no time in scurrying over. He couldn't keep his eyes off my body and he mentioned that he saw me cleaning my car yesterday. "Look, I have loads of lettuce – more that I can eat, would you like some?" I love lettuce, and eat it all the time, so I accepted his kind gift. "Come on over then, and I'll cut some for you – I have other vegetables that you can help yourself to, as well, if you like." "He'll get a good view at me now," I thought to myself as I walked around and let myself in through his front gate. The neighbour over the road (a simpleton of a man of about 50) was out in his front yard watering his flowers, and he looked up as I walked through the gate. I turned around and waved at him. He gave me a big smile and waved back, then continued watering his garden. Once inside the next-door neighbour's yard, I followed him around the back, toward the vegetable garden. He lived with his sister who was one or two years younger, but she was in hospital and he was feeling lonely. "Just one moment please," and he disappeared inside and returned some moments later with a knife and plastic bag. He made his way to the vegetable garden and picked some lettuce, cucumber and tomatoes and placed them carefully in the bag. Turning toward me, he asked if I would like something to drink. "A glass of cold water would be lovely, thanks," I replied. "Well come into the kitchen then, and I'll get you one." I followed him through the back door and into the kitchen. I half sat on the edge of the kitchen table, my hands gripping the sides and legs stretched out, when he turned to take a good look at my body. "You are beautiful, the most perfect creature that I have seen for a long, long time," and as he walked closer, he kept staring at my boobs and legs. "I want so much to touch you, to feel your beautiful soft skin, to watch your silky pussy being stuffed, giving you so much pleasure. You deserve a multitude of pleasure because of your mesmerizing beauty." He looked at me intently. "I am an old man. I can no longer hope to please your youthful, vixen desires, but you'll make an old man very happy if you take off your dress, stretch out on the kitchen table with your legs wide open and let me drink of your loveliness?" Although my body was perfect, it was no different to other bodies my age, but to an old man, I suppose I looked like an angel, so I thought I would give him his thrill. I slowly peeled the flimsy garment from my body, discarding it to the floor, and stood there naked. I lifted my body onto the kitchen table and lay back on its cool texture with my ass cheeks at the tables edge. I clasped my hands behind my head and brought my legs up so that my knees were parallel and on either side of my boobs – exposing my full frontage to this '70 year old' neighbour. He stood motionless, rapt at the sight before him and didn't move or speak for sometime. He fished into my bag of vegetables and pulled out a cucumber, which he had gathered from the garden, and began peeling it. Finally he moved toward me, muttering something in some foreign language – all the time looking lustfully at my body. Resting the cucumber on the table, he lunged at my tits and began kneading and moulding them skilfully in his hands and a fire of passion began to build inside me. "My God," I thought, "This fat white haired old man was actually turning me on!" "Is this giving you pleasure, my sweet angel?" I nodded with my eyes partly closed and then he began caressing my nipples between his forefingers and thumbs. "Mmmmmm," I moaned. His touch was soft and sensual at first and it felt as though I was in heaven. He came around to the side of the table and bent down and kissed each nipple tenderly, then licked my breasts all over and it felt as though his tongue was huge as it licked every inch. He stopped at my nipples where he grabbed each one in turn in between his teeth and bit lightly. I jumped with fright and he looked up at me and smiled wickedly and then proceeded to kiss them better. He began licking his way down to my private parts – over my flat stomach, past my pelvic bone, and resting on my oversized clit. He pulled my outer lips open, and like a possessed animal, licked and sucked my clit to orgasm. "Am I pleasing you, my sweet flower child?" I was in heaven and all I could do was moan with pleasure. "Good," he said and began to inspect my cunt with his fingers – pulling my lips open as wide as they could go. "A perfect pussy," he muttered to himself. He did the same with my ass hole – pulling it open as wide as he could. "You are true perfection, a beautiful goddess. If I were 50 years younger, I'd fuck you until you couldn't walk for a week." He picked up the cucumber and began inching it into my cunt, bit by bit. I jumped suddenly in response to it's cool texture as it entered my hot, steaming love hole, but then squirmed with delight as I received it's full girth – it's wondrously fresh juices sending me into spirals of ecstasy as the neighbour began fucking me – harder and faster. Suddenly, the simpleton neighbour from across the road poked his head around the back door and spied us on the kitchen table. "Sorry to interrupt, maybe I'd better come back at a more convenient time." My cunt was facing the back door and he couldn't take his eyes from it, and as if in a trance, he made his way toward us and just stared as the next-door neighbour began fucking my cunt with the cucumber, once more. Suddenly, the next-door neighbour pulled the cucumber from my cunt, and shoved it in my ass with one thrust. I screwed my face up in pain as he began fucking my ass. The neighbour from across the road began tugging at my clit, and let his fingers slide in and out of my cunt. He then flopped his dick out and shoved it in full force, and began fucking me like he hadn't had a fuck for years (he probably hadn't). My next-door neighbour continued to shove the cucumber in and out of my ass hole and I was on the verge of one hell of a climax. "My beautiful, sweet angel. I have wanted to touch you from the moment I first saw you," my next-door neighbour moaned deftly. Suddenly, the neighbour from across the road became abusive and dominant. "She's a slut," he spat, and as he continued to fuck me – his thrusts became faster and harder and I was moaning loudly. "She wants to be fucked like a whore – just listen to her." With a cucumber in my ass and a dick pumping my cunt hard and fast, I was just about out of control, and was squirming and moaning all over the table. "Moan slut. Yeah, squirm for me whore." The neighbour from across the road grabbed at my tits and began tugging and pulling at my protruding nipples – a wicked smile had formed on his face – whilst he continued to fuck my cunt like a possessed madman. "My beautiful angel is receiving pleasure and is moaning for us. Moan for us angel." At that statement, the next door neighbour increased his thrusts with the cucumber – harder and faster in unison with the neighbour from across the road. It was more than I could stand, and I came with such a climax that I could have sworn the whole street heard. Oblivious to my screams of pleasure, the neighbours continued to fuck me senseless and I could feel another climax building. I was bucking like a bitch on heat and hands were all over my body – pinching at my nipples, twisting my clit. As I was nearing my second orgasm, the neighbour from across the road let out one almighty wail, and poured his cum into my hungry cunt. As he pulled out, the next-door neighbour pulled the cucumber from my ass, which was now covered with my shit and bits of cum, and they both looked at me with satisfied stares. I quickly hopped off the table, put my dress back on, and ran from the house and back into my own yard. That encounter has now become a regular occurrence and I am kept happy with loads of attention, but those are other stories. Neighbours This is a story about young adults (over 18) exploring their sexuality together. I hope you'll let me know what you think. Enjoy! * "Do you think Boyd is going to go for this?" Asked Lana as she and Sky approached the door of no 28. "What do you reckon? I know he's had the hots for you since you showed up here and pouted those lips at him." "Extra hotty...!" she mimicked. Lana blushed and looked away somewhat sheepishly. "Don't worry, let me do the talking, and just try to have some fun. You know, I do appreciate you agreeing to help me out. Boyd is just so jealous and confused. He's gone on off a total male ego thing" "And you're sure this will help?" "Well if his ego doesn't get a boost after what we've got planned then I don't what will do it! Anyway, don't tell me you don't want it a little bit. Now you can! It's a one off and you have permission, just this once. Ok?" Lana smiled nervously and tugged at the hem her dress. Boyd recognised Sky's knock and jumped to his feet. When he opened the door and saw the two girls there his disappointment was obvious. He let them in and went to the kitchen to get some sodas. "OK, do as I do." said Sky as she adjusted her cleavage to offer the fullest view. Lana tried to do the same but, not being as well endowed as her friend, settled for removing her hair band and letting her hair fall over her shoulders. She smiled at Sky. She had only agreed to this so that she could be near her again. Boyd was cute, there was no denying that, but Sky was hot! When they kissed the night before it made her so hot she thought she was going to cum right there. She had only ever kissed one other girl, Elaine, before she moved here from Canada, but she was nothing like Sky. Elaine had more facial hair than most of the guys she knew! But a couple of kisses and a big heart to heart was all that she and Sky had shared so far. But she knew Sky wanted more. Sky was curious and open minded, but she was frightened of what would happen if they were caught and she didn't want to go behind Boyd's back. Lana trembled as she thought about what was maybe about to happen. Boyd came back with three cokes. He looked at the girls like he could sense something was up. "What's going on?" he asked, sullenly. "Boyd, I know you have a problem with Lana and me spending so much time together..." "Your life" mumbled Boyd. "... but I want you to know that I love you and that you don't have to feel threatened. I want you both to be a part of my life. "And I want to get to know you better, Boyd" interrupted Lana with a nervous, but seductive smile. "Hey,i feel like partying, lets have a drink." Boyd looked a little confused but shrugged and got up to fixed three vodkas with tonic. The girls drank their drinks quickly so Boyd, not wanting to appear less of a man, did likewise. "Why don't you go fix us another one of these each, Lana." Sky said. "Sure" said Lana. She gave Boyd a long lingering stare as she took his glass that made his cock twitch and in his pants. Then he realised his girlfriend was right in the room and a guilty look flashed briefly across his face before he regained control. Lana left the room and Sky got up and walked over to her boyfriend. "You know Boyd, you are more than enough man for me." she said as she placed her hand on the bulge in his jeans that her best friend had just caused. She felt it twitch again and grow larger. Then she kissed him deeply while slowly stroking his cock through his jeans. "Sky, what if Lana..." But it was too late. Lana had already come back into the room with the drinks and she was staring at Sky's hand on the obvious bulge in Boyd's jeans. "Hey Lana," said Sky quietly as she sat down on Boyd knee "that my drink?" "Yeah." She replied and handed them their vodkas. They were much stronger than before. She took her drink in one go and then told the others to drink up. Boyd downed his and grimaced while Sky took hers in 2 gulps. Lana came over and sat on the sofa next to Sky and Boyd. Her cheeks were glowing slightly. The alcohol was obviously having an effect. "Boyd," began Sky, "the reason we both came over here tonight is that I want you to know that me being friends with Lana shouldn't make you feel insecure or any less of a man. In fact, I want you to be friends with Lana too so you can feel cool about it." "I am friends with Lana, we get on don't we Lana?" said Boyd. "No..." said Lana "What?" asked Boyd, still looking very bemused. "No, I want to be friends with you like I am with Sky" she said and then kissed him softly on the cheek, "if you'll let me." Boyd looked absolutely terrified as he stared at her, jaw dropped, then at his girlfriend who was smiling broadly at him. Sky kissed Boyd on the lips and started to rub his cock again, which had become slightly flaccid in the confusion. Boyd was slowly cottoning on to what was happening, but he couldn't let himself believe it until Lana reached over and started to undo the buttons on his jeans. " What have you got in here, Boydey?" she whispered as she popped his buttons one by one, "it looks like it wants to get out." He couldn't believe this was actually happening. Boyd loved Sky but Lana got him hard, there was no denying that. He had dreamed about fucking her since they first met and now it seemed his ultimate fantasy, that he had played out in his mind every night since Lana showed up, was actually coming true! Boyd lifted his ass off the sofa as Lana pulled his jeans right off and Sky pulled his boxer shorts half way down his legs, allowing his hard cock to spring free. She gripped it with her right hand. As Sky stroked it up and down, allowing the foreskin to cover his head and then pulling it back tight, Lana kneeled next to them and lowered her head towards Boyd's cock. Boyd watched her lips as they descended on his prick. Then, less than an inch away, she stopped. Sky giggled and continued to pull him off slowly. Boyd tried to push his hips off the sofa to meet Lana's mouth but she moved her head away just in time, keeping an inch of clear air between his cock and her full pink lips. He could feel her breath against his swollen cock end. Lana had never allowed a penis to get this close to her before. She had given a few lack-lustre hand jobs and a couple of guys tried to get her to go down but she always managed to put them off. She went along with guys because she was afraid that people would find out about her, about her true desires. But now it was different. Maybe it was because it was a way to be with sky, but the sight of Boyd's hard dick before her was getting her hot in a way she had never felt before for a guy. She stuck out her tongue and tentatively licked him with the very tip. Sky was still stroking his cock with her right hand and had started to cup his balls with her left. Boyd couldn't decide if this was pleasure or torture, but he knew he couldn't take much more teasing. He quickly put his hand on the back of Lana's head to stop her moving away and thrust his dick into her warm, wet mouth. Her eyes bulged at the sudden shock of being orally penetrated. Boyd kept pushing his cock deeper into her mouth until she started to gag. He let her go and she pulled off and spluttered a little then coughed. She glowered at him as if to say 'what the fuck are you doing?' then looked at Sky and saw the pure lust in her eyes at the sight of her horny boyfriend losing control and trying to ram his cock into her friends mouth. Sky dropped her head to Boyd's cock and took his length a couple of times quickly, then smiled. Lana understood and swallowed as much of his meat as she could. Not having the practice Sky had had she couldn't take anywhere near all of him at once but for Boyd, to have his girlfriend show her friend how to suck his cock, it was fucking amazing! Sky stripped down to her underwear before undoing the zip on Lana's dress for her. Lana stopped what she was doing to remove it properly. Sky wrapped her lips around Boyd's dick. She knew exactly what he liked. They had only started having sex in the last few weeks, but Sky had been eating Boyd's cum at every opportunity for months. Lana couldn't help but stare at Sky's ass, which was high in the air as she knelt before her boyfriend. She was wearing her most sexy blue lingerie and the thong parted her ass cheeks beautifully. Lana dropped her dress to the floor and involuntarily slipped her hand inside her rather more conservative white cotton panties to lightly tweak her clit. She stepped forward and, holding Boyd's gaze, pulled Sky's thong down to her knees. Kneeling behind her, Sky's trimmed pussy was fully in view. Ths was the moment she had been waiting for. She pushed her face into that sweet cunt and began to lap at her clit and run her tongue up and down her gorgeous cunt lips. Sky moaned softly and sucked harder on Boyd's cock but moved her head more slowly as she was distracted by the tongue on her pussy. Boyd could hardly believe his luck but he still wished that he could see what was going on behind Sky. After a few minutesSky gave a slight shudder and stopped sucking him. She had a really dirty look in her eye that Boyd had seen only a couple of times before, on the few occasions when things had gone further than this. "Boyd I need you to fuck me!" she commanded in a low growl. " Right now!" She pulled him up from the sofa and then turned to Lana and, grabbing her by her panties, positioned her on the sofa and pulled off her underwear, throwing them behind the other sofa. She looked at Lana's small, neat unshaven, pussy for a moment then kneeled before her. Boyd unfastened her bra strap and let her heavy young breasts free. Lana removed her own bra. Her breasts were smaller but Boyd instantly noticed her nipples. They were really hard and erect and quite long. Sky had never been this close to another girl before. She knew her own pussy like the back of her hand. She had been making herself cum by various means since she was 12. She had given a few blowjobs to guys, some of which had cum, some hadn't, but she had no experience of pleasuring another girl. But she yearned for experience. This situation that she had engineered was as much for that reason as it was to make it up with Boyd. Tentatively, Sky reached out and touched Lana's soft lips. Lana moaned a little so that Sky would know that it was good. She found her hole and pushed one finger into it up to the first knuckle. Lana pulled her knees into her chest so that she could get a good view of the action. Sky slid a second finger into Lana's twat and finger fucked her gently. "Oh yeah baby, that's good." She said. Sky smiled at the encouragement and picked up her pace. Boyd was also enjoying the show. He rested his cock between Sky's ass cheeks as he watched what a dirty bitch his girlfriend could be. Then Sky lent forward and put her lips on Lana's clit. Lana gasped as Sky's tongue traced the edge of her sensitive clitoris, but she still held onto her knees, not wanting to miss a thing. Boyd was in no doubt as to what his role was. He took his cock in his hand and felt for the opening with his fingers. When he found it he didn't waist time with foreplay. Anyway, Lana had already done the job for him, Sky's cunt was soaking wet from the tonguing it had just had. He could get used to this, he thought! He slid his full length into her and immediately started to fuck her at a quick pace. He had only fucked Sky twice before and both times was in her bedroom at home. They were so scared of being disturbed that neither of them had been able to cum, although it had been fun while it lasted. This was nothing like those panicked missionary encounters under the sheets in the dark. Here he was fucking her doggystyle in broad daylight while she ate her best friends pussy! If he was dreaming he had no intention of pinching himself! His shaft glistened with her juices as he ran it in an out of her young body. He pulled out as far as he could, just to see it going into her, then he thrust forward hard which pushed her face into Lana's crotch. Lana, her eyes still glued to the attention her pussy was receiving, lightly squeezed one nipple as Sky ate her cunt. "Yeah, this is so hot" grunted Boyd as he hammered his meat into Sky's cunt. Sky was pushing back against him with every thrust. She was panting hard and had given up on eating Lana's cunt and instead rubbed her clit with her fingers. This rapid action was having an effect as Lana squirmed in the seat and pulled hard on the nipple between her fingers. "Oh yeah, come on, yeah Boyd fuck me! Come on!" Sky was rasping between her clenched teeth. She was still frigging Lana with her right hand while she supported her head on her left arm and continued to shove back against Boyd's thrusting cock, arching her back to let him get deeper into her. "Oh fuck Boyd I think I'm going to do it! Oh fuck, come on hit me harder. Give me your cock. Uuh!" Her cunt was gripping onto his swollen cock. He squeezed her ass cheeks as he ploughed into her as hard and fast as he could. Sky's hand had stopped moving on Lana's clit. With a grunt of frustration she took hold of it and began to masturbate herself with Sky's fingers. She obviously knew how to turn herself on because her breathing began to get shorter. Sky and Boyd fucking each other madly and both had already reached the point of no return. Boyd held onto her hips as he thrust into her. "I'm cumming!" she hissed " aaaah ...fuck!" Boyd let out a grunt, "ummng, ummng!" with every thrust. He knew he was close but it felt nothing like jerking off. This was all new. He could feel her cunt going crazy on his dick as Sky had the hardest orgasm she had ever had. As he looked up from her round ass he saw Lana frantically masturbating her little pussy. She was breathing really heavily and her face and chest had blushed pink. Her fingers and Sky's were a blur as she rubbed them against her clit. Boyd could see a little of her juice run from her wet cunt and trickle over her ass. He thought about how much he wanted to pump those tight holes as he banged his orgasming girlfriend in front of her. This was the last thing that passed through his mind as he pumped a big load of cum into Sky's spasming cunt. Boyd and Sky rocked together as they rid out their orgasms, moaning together. Lana was still rubbing her cunt. As Sky regained her senses she took over and began to suck gently on her swollen pink clit. Boyd pulled out of Sky's used cunt but was still hard. He moved around and sat next to Lana to watch as his girlfriend sucked her friend's pussy. Her tongue darted between dancing on her clit and pushing into her wet hole. Lana grabbed the back of Sky's head and pulled it to her. Sky attacked her clit harder as Lana closed her eyes and threw her head back. She squeezed her nipples and bit her lip as she came, her body twisting as she pushed her cunt into Sky's face. Sky licked harder as she felt a girl orgasm in her face or the first time. Boyd stroked his cock throughout this and thoroughly enjoyed what he saw. Sky kept licking gently as Lana regained herself. "Oh shit, " she breathed after a minute or two, "god, Sky, wow!" Sky looked up at her from between her spread legs and smiled a wicked smile. Her face was smeared with Lana's cum. She got up and sat on the sofa between Lana and Boyd. "Sky, you are so fucking hot" said Boyd as she sat down. He was still rubbing his dick. As Sky sat down both Lana and Boyd reached out an arm to put round Sky and the rather clumsily got in each other's way. The looked at each other for a moment then both smiled as Sky put her arm round them both. Sat together, arm in arm on the sofa Boyd and Lana began to caress Sky's body with their free hand. Boyd took her left nipple in his mouth. Sky let out a soft moan as Lana followed suit with the right. They ran their hands all over her soft body, down her thighs, her stomach, squeezing her perky breasts as they sucked, occasionally breaking off to kiss her neck and mouth. As Lana's hand ran past Sky's snatch she allowed one finger to brush against it. It was incredibly wet and she couldn't help slipping a finger inside. Then she realised what she was feeling was not only Sky's wetness but the load of cum that Boyd had left there minutes earlier. In her inexperience with guys she had forgotten about this aspect. It turned her on more to think that Boyd had come right inside there and his sperm was all over her fingers. Boyd's hand also found its way Sky's cunt, but found it already occupied. Again they shared an uncertain glance before Lana removed her fingers and took hold of Boyd's cock. It held a new fascination for her now. Boyd took her place and slid two fingers into his girlfriend as Lana slowly rubbed his dick up and down. It felt good as he pushed his hips forward involuntarily. Her soft touch was different from Sky's. She had a great natural technique! As they sucked and kissed Sky's tits there eyes met again but this time the awkwardness was replaced with lust. They held the gaze as Boyd continued to finger Sky and Lana stroked his cock, faster now. The pleasure he was experiencing distracted him from what he was supposed to be doing and for a few moments he almost forgot Sky was there, breathing heavily between them. Without breaking eye contact Boyd moved across and kissed Lana. The kiss became passionate as Boyd stopped moving his fingers altogether, lost in the moment he had secretly imagined for some time (although not quite like this). Sky opened her eyes to see he two of them locked at the mouth, Lana's right hand rubbing frantically at Boyd's dick. She couldn't help feeling a little jealous and was about to say something but stopped herself. Instead she reached down and took Boyd's hand in hers and mover it to between Lana's legs. He stopped kissing and looked at her. She smiled her approval and Boyd caught on, stroking Lana's cunt and returning to their kiss. She began to touch herself and enjoy the sensation of her naked friend and boyfriend getting each other off right on top of her. Boyd was also enjoying it. the smell of sex was intoxicating and Lana's cunt felt great. It was so tight he could only get two fingers into her. He love the fact that Sky was cool with this. Lana's handjob was good, if inexperienced, but her cunt felt so good and he really wanted to fuck it but he wasn't sure if Sky would stretch to that. He broke of their kiss and returned to Sky's nipples. Lana joined him as they shared her right nipple, both their tongues licking at the little pink rosebud. Sky was rubbing her clit with the flats of her fingers. She was in another world and looked pretty close to cumming again. He looked at Lana. Her hair was messed up and some of it was sticking to her face. She looked so horny, so sexy. Boyd decided that they had come this far and he may as well try and see what happens. Also, his dick had decided that it needed to be buried inside this gorgeous, panting girl that was trying to make it cum with her hands. He shifted his body so he was right over next to Lana. She didn't object, although she looked slightly unsure. He took his dick and aimed her tiny opening. As he touched her pink wet folds she said, "Uh Boyd..." "Are you ok with this?" he replied "Uh, yeah I want to, but, I've never..." "Lana's a virgin" said Sky. "She's never been fucked by a guy. So be careful. Lana looked at her and they exchanged a smile. "Uh, yeah. I've used dildos and stuff, so don't worry about blood or anything, but, you know, I've never had another person, like, inside me before." "Don't worry," he said as he slid the tip of his cock into her pussy. He slowly slid further in. Lana's mouth opened wide as she took him inside her. he began to fuck her slowly but it was obvious she was in some discomfort. Neighbours "Wait, she said. You need to let her get used to it" said Sky. " Let me help." Sky took charge and positioned Lana on her back across the sofa with Boyd on top of her. As she caught Boyd's eye she could see he wanted to fuck her hard, he was desperate to cum but he did what he was told. Sky knelt behind Boyd and, reaching between his legs, she carefully guided his dick to Lana's waiting cunt. "Now slide in gently" she instructed, "that's it, a little at a time" She kept her fist around the base of his shaft so he couldn't plunge all the way in. When he was inside as far as her hand would allow she said "now hold it there, relax." Easier said than done, thought Boyd, but he stayed quiet. With her thumb Sky lightly flicked Lana's clit. The pleasure sent ripples through her cunt, which were transmitted to Boyd's cock, which twitched inside her. Both of them moaned quietly as they experienced each other's pleasure. As she flicked Lana's clit Sky lightly squeezed Boyd's dick. She was excited by the way she could provide the pleasure for these two as they fucked each other. After a few minutes she relaxed her hand a little, allowing Boyd into Lana a fraction more then continued her manipulation of their sex. She kissed Boyd's ass cheeks and blew on his balls. She could feel from the throbbing in his dick that he enjoyed it. Feeling as horny as she was she decided to do something she had never considered before. She parted his ass cheeks and ran a finger down the crack of his ass, pausing and pressing softly on his sphincter. This was a new sensation for Boyd too. He was slightly unsure but horny as hell. It felt sort of nice and he didn't want to risk screwing up this situation so he tried not to show any reaction, as Lana had no idea what was going on. Sky pushed the very tip of her finger into his ass hole and wiggled it a little. He had to admit it felt good and Lana's cunt was reacting to the pulsing it was causing in his dick. After a few minutes she removed her finger and he felt light kisses on his ass cheeks again. Suddenly he felt a sensation he could never have dreamed of. At first he couldn't even figure out what it was. Sky had spread his ass wide and stuck the tip of her tongue into his ass. Pushing her tongue in deeper she removed her hand from his dick, allowing it so sink all the way into Lana's cunt. He couldn't keep quiet and let out a sort of low, guttural groan of pleasure. Lana gasped and grabbed his hips, pulling him into her. She held him there as Sky kept on working her tongue in and out of his hole. Boyd was going crazy, whimpering and moaning, and his cock was throbbing and jerking inside Lana's cunt. It felt like nothing she had experienced before as she held on to his ass, pulling him deep into her and inadvertently spreading his ass for Sky's probing tongue. The feeling was driving her wild and she was close to cumming. Sky tugged lightly on Boyd's balls as she tongue fucked his asshole. He was humping Lana hard and deep, without pulling out, just driving hard into her. "Oh god" cried Lana as she felt her orgasm build in her. Sky felt Boyd's balls contract as she cupped them in her hand. He was about to cum too. She squeezed them lightly and tugged them down a little to delay his orgasm. Lana let go of Boyd's ass and grabbed the edge of the sofa. She was rolling her head from side to side and moaning, " yeah, oh yeah, fucking do it to me, yeah, uuh..." Without her holding on to him Boyd was free to thrust his hips. Moving himself between the cunt around his cock and the tongue in his ass Boyd gyrated in short fast thrusts. "Oh fuck Lana I'm going to cum inside you! Yeah...oh fuck, Lana I'm going to cum..." Lana had already started cumming. Her pussy exploded shockwaves through his dick as he pounded it into her. He let out a final grunt as his cum gushed to the end of his cock and spewed into her hot pussy. As his sphincter contracted it forced Sky's tongue out, then she pushed it back in which made him cum even harder. The two lay semi exhausted in their post orgasmic bliss, moving slowly together as Sky sat back and observed the scene she had created. Her left hand, which had been at her pussy throughout, was joined by her right as she fingered her clitty and her hole together. After less than a minute she brought herself to orgasm with a quiet yelp, not that the others notices as they continued to fuck each other slowly, catching their breath. Neighbours I walked into my bedroom to pick up my wallet and keys. As I did, I glanced out of the window, and stopped in my tracks. My neighbour, Debra, was sunning herself by her pool. I had seen Debra tanning herself a few times before, and I had always enjoyed the view. She was about thirty-five, and she had what you might call a petite figure. But she looked pretty nice from where I was standing. I watched her for a few minutes, and then remembered that I had an appointment, so reluctantly I picked up my things and left, but my mind was on Deb in her blue bikini. Debra, her husband Ray, and their three children had moved into the house next to mine a little over a year ago. They were a nice family and good neighbours. I had been to a couple of barbeques at their house, we borrowed things from each other occasionally, and I had looked after their children a couple of times for them when they had to go out unexpectedly. Some Saturdays Ray would come over to watch basketball on TV at my house. He said that there was nobody at my house to tell him to take his feet off the coffee table, and not to drink so many beers. While I liked Ray's company to watch sports, we had never really bonded. I thought that he had a rather large opinion of himself, and I don't care so much for people like that. Whenever Ray talked about Debra, it was always to complain about her, and usually, the complaint was about her lack of enthusiasm for bedroom activities. But as I got to know Ray better, it became obvious that the guy hadn't a clue about how to treat women properly. It had always seemed to me that Debra would be a little hottie in the sack. I thought that she just needed the right man to push her buttons. I always thought about this when I saw Deb in her bikini, and how much I would like to be the one to push those buttons. A few days later I was working in my front garden when I saw Deb's car pull into her driveway. When she got out, she waved to me and I waved back, and then she started to unload groceries. A minute later I heard her cry out in pain and there was a crash of breaking glass. I dropped my spade and ran over to her. She was sitting on the ground rubbing her leg. "I slipped over," she said. "I think I've twisted my ankle." I knelt down beside her and examined her ankle. It was already starting to swell up. "Looks like it's twisted all right," I said. "Let's get you inside." I lifted her up into my arms. She was very light and I carried her easily. As I did, she put her arms around my neck and smiled weakly at me. I had never been this close to Deb before, and she smelled wonderful. Even though I was thinking about her ankle, a part of me was reminded of what a hot woman she really was. I carried Debra into her lounge room and placed her on the couch. Then I got a cold cloth and wrapped it around her ankle. "You will need to stay off that ankle for a while," I said. "Close your eyes and rest. I'll take care of the groceries." I went out and brought in the rest of the groceries, and then I cleaned up the broken glass. Then I went back into the kitchen and made us each a nice cup of tea. When I took the tea into the lounge room, Deb was sitting up. "I feel a lot better now, Steve," she said. "Thanks for looking after me." "It's a pleasure, Deb," I said. We talked while we sipped our tea, and I realised that we had never really talked to each other before. As we did, I found out more and more about the lovely Debra. She was, as I had always suspected, a very sensitive woman. She used to paint a lot before she had married Ray, but said that she didn't have time to do it any more. I suspected that there was more to it than that, and that she had lost the inspiration to be creative. Although she didn't say it, I got the distinct feeling that she felt trapped in a lifetime of routine and boredom. We talked for a couple of hours, and during that time I really warmed to her. What a shame that she felt the way that she did. And although she didn't blame Ray for her dull life, it was obvious that my original impressions had been correct. Ray had absolutely no idea how to treat a woman right. I examined Deb's ankle again, and saw that the swelling had gone down a lot. I got some bandages and strapped it up tight. As I was doing this, I noticed that she had lovely legs, and I have to say that I enjoyed touching them. I briefly wondered what it would be like to slide my hands up her legs and explore the rest of her body. When I thought about this, my cock started to get hard, so I had to think of something else quickly so that it would go down again. Because of this, I had to stay on the floor and fuss with the bandages longer than was really necessary, but Deb didn't seem to mind. I had just finished bandaging Deb's ankle when there was a commotion of noise at the door. Her children had arrived home from school. I went to the door to meet them. "Hi, kids," I said. "Your mommy's had a little accident. She's hurt her ankle, and she's in the lounge room." The children rushed in to see Deb. She assured them that she was all right. Then I made some snacks for the children and they disappeared into the TV room. I made us each another cup of tea and we talked some more. We must have talked for a couple of hours but it seemed like it was just a few minutes. Then there was another noise at the door as Ray arrived home. I went to meet and told him what had happened. Now that Ray was home I had no excuse to stay any longer, so I said my goodbyes, and told them to call me if I could help with anything. They both thanked me profusely for my help, and I went back to my house. The next morning, about eleven, the phone rang. It was Debra. She said that she had baked me a chocolate cake to thank me for helping her the previous day. She asked if I would like to come over for cake and coffee. Of course I said that I would. When I knocked at the door, Deb called out, "Come on in, Steve. I'm in the kitchen." I went into the kitchen and Deb was sitting at the table. On the table was a delicious looking cake, but Deb looked even more delicious than the cake. I had expected her to be wearing a robe, or maybe sweats, but she was wearing a very nice dress. And she had put on makeup. I assumed that she had prettied herself up to take her mind off her sore ankle. "How's the ankle?" I asked. "It's much better, thanks, Steve," she replied. "But I'm trying to keep off it as much as I can today." "That's a good idea," I said. "I'll make the coffee." I brewed the coffee and cut two pieces of cake. "Let's have our coffee in the lounge room," she said. "That is, if you don't mind helping me." I reached out to help her up. "Do you think that you could carry me?" she asked. "That is, if I'm not too heavy." "You're light as a feather," I said as I picked her up. As I carried Deb into the lounge room, again she put her arms around my neck, and once again I realised that I was very close to a beautiful and desirable woman. My cock started to react. This time I couldn't do anything about it, and to make matters worse, as I put her down onto the couch I brushed her leg against my hardened cock. I sat down quickly. Deb didn't say anything so I guessed that she hadn't noticed. We ate our cake, drank our coffee and talked. Again I was amazed at the range of her interests. And then I noticed the clock and was surprised to find that we had been talking for almost three hours. I decided that I really had to leave, and so I stood up to go. "Could I ask one more favour before you leave?" she said. "Could you carry me back to the kitchen?" As I carried Debra back to the kitchen, her presence was almost overwhelming. My knees felt weak and my head was spinning. It took all of my self-control not to turn my head ever so slightly and kiss her. This time I managed to put her down without brushing her against my cock, which was now fully erect. "Take the rest of the cake home with you, Steve," she said. Thankfully I picked up the cake dish, and used it as best I could to hide my throbbing erection as I left the house. The next day was Saturday, so I knew that Ray would be home to look after Debra. I saw him in the yard and asked how she was. He said that she was a lot better. I saw him again on Sunday, and then he said that she had just about fully recovered. On Monday morning I was working in my kitchen when I heard splashing from Ray and Debra's pool. Looks like Deb has fully recovered, I thought. Then after a while the splashing stopped. It occurred to me that Deb might be sunbathing, so I hurried up to my bedroom to check. Sure enough, she was lying in the sun, but this time she was topless! I stared at Deb. Ok, her boobs were small, but she had nice brown nipples. The sight of her bare tits, along with the memories of our closeness the previous week, made my cock spring to attention. Without thinking about what I was doing, I pulled out my cock and started to wank off as I looked at Deb's tits. I imagined how hot it would be to rub my cock on her nipples, and then to cum on her tits. The thought of doing this made me cum immediately. When I looked out of the window again, she had gone. I was disappointed, of course, but I thought that I had been lucky to see her topless. I returned to what I was doing in the kitchen. Then a few minutes later the phone rang. It was Debra. "Sorry to be a nuisance, Steve," she said. "But I can't get the pool filter to work. Could you have a look at it for me? And then maybe you'd like to have a swim." "Sure," I said, and hung up the phone. I changed into my swim trunks and went out my back door. There was a connecting gate between our properties, and so I didn't have to go around to the front of her house. She was waiting by the pool filter, wearing both pieces of her swimsuit. Well, what did I expect? I checked the pool pump and found that it had simply tripped out an electrical circuit breaker. I reset the breaker and the filter sprang into action. "I wish all problems were as easy to fix as that one," I said. "Oh, but you're so clever," Debra purred. "I would never have known to do that. Let's go for a swim." Before I could say anything, she dived into the pool. "Come on in," she called, "the water's lovely." I took off my shirt and dived in. The water was indeed nice and cool, but there was something even nicer, and that was Debra. Somehow, she looked even sexier all wet than she did when she was dry. And then I noticed her erect nipples pressing against her suit. She saw me looking at her nipples, and she blushed a little. I was embarrassed and I looked away. But then she moved very close to me. "You know, I've seen you looking at me when I sunbake," she said softly. I didn't know what to say. All I could do was to stammer, "I'm so sorry!" "Don't be sorry," she said. "I like the idea that you find me attractive. And so this morning I thought that I would give you something a little more interesting to look at. Did you like what you saw?" "Oh yes," I gasped. "I liked what I saw very much." "Then I thought that you might enjoy a closer look," she said. She reached back and undid her bikini top, and let it fall into the pool. Her nipples were as hard as little brown berries. Then she took my hands and cupped them around her tits. I squeezed her tits, and massaged her nipples with my fingers. She moaned and then whispered, "Take me inside, Steve. Your house." We climbed out of the pool. Deb put on her robe and I put on my shirt, and I led her through the gate to my yard and into my house. As soon as we were inside she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back, and picked her up so that I could hold her close to me. She wrapped her legs around me and started to grind her pussy into me. I thought that my cock was going to explode. Quickly I lay her on the table, pulled down her bikini bottom and my swim trunks, and rammed my cock into her pussy. As she was so petite her pussy was tiny, and she gasped as I filled it completely with my cock. There was no question of making slow love, we were both so turned on that I slammed my cock in and out of her pussy, and on each thrust she raised her hips to meet me. In about a minute we both exploded in huge orgasms. After our breathing returned to something like normal, I stood and pulled her up to me. Then I led her to the bedroom. This time I made slow, gentle love to her, pleasuring her in every way than a man can pleasure a woman, and she in turn did the same to me. We made love for hours, and I don't know how many times that we each came, but it was a lot. I wanted Deb to stay with me forever, but of course eventually she said that she had to go. I knew that her children would be home from school soon, so I didn't argue with her. The next morning I was in the kitchen when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Debra was standing there. She smiled hello and came inside. Without saying a word she opened her robe and I saw that she was naked underneath. This time we managed to make it to the bedroom, but as soon as we got there, I grabbed her and fucked her pussy without mercy. She moaned and gasped and finally screamed out with pleasure as we both came. For the rest of that week, each morning there was a knock at my kitchen door, and Debra was there. We spent many hours making love. I taught her a few things about pleasing men, and she was a willing student. But I could never get enough of her fantastically tight pussy, and I spent as much time as I could with it wrapped around my cock. On Saturday, of course Debra couldn't visit me, but Ray came over in the afternoon to watch the game. It hadn't even occurred to me that he would do this. I was a little concerned, after having spent the week fucking his wife, that I would accidentally say something that would make him suspect that something was going on. But he seemed to be completely normal. In fact, he was in a particularly good mood. I kidded him about his good mood, and asked if he had won the lottery. He said no, something much better had happened. Debra had suddenly become a lot more interested in sex. They had done it every night that week, sometimes more than once, and it had been great. He was a very happy camper. Once Ray started talking about his improved sex life I couldn't shut him up. He came up with several theories to explain Debra's new interest in sex. He said that he really thought that it had something to do with her spraining her ankle. Maybe, he said, it was the extra attention that he had shown to her while she was laid up. It was difficult but I managed to suppress a smirk. "Yes, that must be it," I said. "Women always respond to a bit of special attention." Neighbours Feedback is welcome. * My name is Tony and my wife and I have been together now for seven years and are both 31. We have just bought our first house in a quiet area of Sussex. Both of us work hard and between us we earn enough to consider ourselves well off. Because of work and unpacking it was quite some time before we actually got to meet any of the other villagers; and as our house was about a hundred meters from our next-door neighbors, we hadn't even bumped into anybody. It was two weeks before we met anybody and that was our neighbors who are the best you are ever likely to meet. It was the second weekend that we had been in the new house I awoke early to a glorious day. I got up so as not to wake up Dee, my wife, and put on a pair of shorts, my trainers and a T-shirt. Dee was lying naked on top of the covers, her gorgeous body on view to me. She is 5 ft. 3 and has a great figure (34-24-34) with shoulder length light brown hair. I went downstairs to let her have a lie in and had some breakfast before venturing into the large secluded garden. I hadn't really had a chance to look at it properly since we moved in and I was exploring, as men do. There was a hedge that ran the perimeter dividing it from a field and next doors garden. As I wondered around I went to the bottom of the garden to have a peek at next door's garden to see what it looked like. The hedge is about six ft. high and I couldn't quite see over it but there is a compost heap in the corner and the hedge was lower and looking a bit thin. I realized that I could actually step over into their garden in one spot and from there I took in the house and garden. It was bigger than ours, probable five bedrooms (ours has only three) and the garden had a good sized swimming pool with a small Jacuzzi and a large summer house at one end. I could see somebody on a sun-lounger by the pool as they stood up. It was a woman and on seeing me walked over. She was probably in her early thirties about 5 ft. 2 with long blonde hair, small firm tits and a gorgeous figure hidden only by an all-in-one swimsuit. "Hello." She said with a lovely smile, "You must be our new neighbors, my name is Crystal, and you are?" I introduced myself and she offered me a drink which I accepted. I climbed the hedge and she walked us towards the summer house. She told me about the elderly couple who used to own our house and that her husband was a solicitor and she owned three hair salons in Brighton. She gave me a scotch and coke and showed me around her garden. She asked me if I was married and I told her a bit about Dee. "You and Dee can use the pool whenever you fancy." She said, "I'm sure Martin won't mind." Martin was her husband and was off playing golf at the local club. Then Crystal invited us to dinner that evening, "Just a get to know you exercise." she said. I thanked her for the drink and inviting us to dinner and went back to my garden. When I got back Dee was awake and having breakfast so I told her about Crystal, dinner and the use of the pool. She then reminded me that we were off to see my brother for lunch and that we shouldn't eat or drink too much. We left my brothers around four and went home to get ready. It was six by the time we got home and we were expected at half-past so we got ready. Dee wore a light summer dress and sandals with my favorite white lace bra and panties and I wore a polo shirt and chino's with deck shoes. We stood in the mirror together and laughed as we were dressed like polo club members. Together, we walked down to their house (the front door) and rang the bell. The door opened and Martin introduced himself as he invited us in. He was very friendly and dressed almost identically to me, I noticed Dee grin when she too noticed how we were dressed. Martin is about my height with a muscular body and he had shaved his hair so that he looked like the stereotypical drill sergeant. We were shown through their immaculate house to the garden where Crystal was sitting reading a book. She was wearing a colorful wrap but I wasn't sure what she was wearing underneath. A cold buffet was laid out and we all got chatting as we drank and ate watching the sun go down in the distance. By the time it was dark we were all pretty drunk, particularly Dee who gets drunk quite quickly. Crystal turned on the pool lights and asked if we fancied a swim. I said to Dee that we should go home and get changed into our cossies but Crystal said not to bother and as she walked towards the pool, dropped her wrap revealing her naked behind and dived in. When she came up for air she said, "The heating has been on all day and its nice and warm." I looked over to Dee only to see that she had removed her shoes and dress and was about to unclasp her bra. I could see that Martin was watching her carefully as she undressed in front of him as she removed her bra and her lovely tits fell out. She took a couple of steps closer to the pool, then removed her panties giving Martin a nice view of her perfect little bottom and jumped in. "Come on Tony," she said when her head reappeared, "The water's lovely and warm. Get your kit off and jump in." I looked at Martin, gave each other a telling look and started taking our clothes off, as we did I saw that Dee and Crystal were splashing about together in the shallow end. I beat Martin and as I ran towards the pool the girls simultaneously gave wolf whistles, my six inches flopping from side to side, I got to the edge and dived in. I looked back to see Martin running towards us and noticed that his cock was slightly bigger than mine but with a huge set of balls. The four of us splashed around for five minutes before I felt somebody rubbing my cock under the water from behind. I looked down to see Crystals blonde hair as she rubbed my already semi-erect dick for a few moments before swimming off. She got out and pressed a button on the side of the summer house which sprang the Jacuzzi into life when turned for the journey back I saw her blonde bush and tattoo on her tummy. She climbed in and ordered us to come over and get in. I looked over to see Martin holding Dee's legs as she did a hand-stand and noticed he was looking straight down into her pussy. I swam over to Dee and Martin and we got out to go over to the Jacuzzi. I was still semi-hard but I noticed that Martin had a full on erection that he wasn't hiding. We climbed in and Dee jumped me and we started kissing and fondling each other in the bath warm water. Over Dee's shoulder I could see Martin had put his sexy wife over the side and was taking her from behind, Crystal panting hard with each long stroke. By now I was so hard and turned on, the bubbles tickling my bollocks, that I pushed Dee down onto my hard-on and we too started fucking. The girls were both moaning loudly as they were being fucked, Crystal being particularly noisy as Martin pumped away with long fierce strokes. After a few minutes of fucking like this I felt Dee shudder as an orgasm made her scream out in pleasure, soon after I emptied my spunk into her. Dee climbed off me and went up behind Martin and started fondling his balls which made him come up his wife. He pulled out and sank back into the water I was shocked, but turned on, to see Dee start to lick at Crystals pussy as Martin's come dribbled out onto her face and the frothy water. Watching this lesbian fucking in front of us soon had Martin and I hard again and again we gave each other telling looks as he pulled my wife towards him. He started kissing her and rubbing his hands all over her naked body as I took in the view of Crystal, who was still bent over the side, rubbing herself. I went up behind her and rubbed the end of my dick at the entrance to her hole before pushing into her in one slow thrust. I pumped away at her, realizing it was the first time since we were married that I was shagging somebody who wasn't my wife, not that Dee was complaining. We fucked in the Jacuzzi for the next hour and only got out because we were all pruned from the water. We got out I noticed how the stimulation and cold air combined together had given both girls the hardest and pointiest nipples ever and as soon as we were inside I latched myself onto Dee's as we dried off. Crystal came up behind me and started wanking my already hard cock in her hands and Martin went up behind her and started rubbing her pussy. I heard that the TV was on in the lounge and looked around to see a home made movie running on the large screen. Martin said it was from a swingers party that happened a couple of months ago and was showing it to try and persuade us to come along to the next one in a few weeks. The four of us huddled up together stroking each other softly as we watched the video. It was made with a good quality camera so the pictures were sharp giving perfect results on close-ups of dicks going in and out of cunts as all nine couples went for it on tape. There was also some light bondage and the grand finale was a lezzie pile of nine girls in the middle of the room; tits, bums, cunts, legs and mouths all over the place in one of the most erotic visions I have ever seen. It was finished off by all the men wanking their come onto the pile of women who continued to lick it off each other. Neighbours One of the fun things while living in the city is that you get to spy on your neighbours without necessarily going out of your way and be called a freak in the process. I live in an area where most immigrants establish themselves, which means I get to see people from all walks of life. Take the building in front of my balcony: three families, all from the same country as me, my Chinese neighbours whom I "share" my balcony (there's a waist-high metal fence between us, not enough to create any privacy), the Arabs beneath me and another family on the same floor, past the Chinese; I got to know a bit about every one of them. The Arab guy from my floor seems to have mental problems; on occasion I hear him bail like a woman, yelling at some unknown person to leave them alone and stop bitching at him. The Chinese are students at the university nearby, they don't speak English and can barely understand their French and his wife just recovered from some sickness that stroke during their vacation back in their country. The guys in front of me are a bit older than us, in their mid-thirties, and keep to themselves a lot. The ones above them never, ever open their windows or balcony door. The ones above are "the lesbians", a couple who's woman is very manly and the man has long hair and sort of looks womanly. They became "the lesbians" from the first day they moved in, when I noticed them on their balcony and confused them with two women. On the last floor there's a family that we called the small-time Sopranos family, the type of person that you associate with petty crime. All in all, my neighbours are fun to spy on. Every time I go out for a smoke on the balcony there's something happening which teaches me a bit more about their life. They are my personal reality show. The guys directly in front of me have caught on, it seems, and are trying to shut the doors and window blinds as soon as they see us watching them. There's not much of a view from my balcony, so obviously they're the first we lay eyes on if we go out. I can't stop but think of them as prudes, covering everything and probably undressing under the covers just we don't catch a glimpse of their private life. One night, I happened to see the wife undressing in the bedroom, in front of their mirror-covered closet doors. She got as far as showing her bra before realizing I was out on the balcony and her blinds were open. She quickly covered her bra with one hand while closing the blinds with the other. She's not a sexy woman, pretty average, but her tiny figure, small stature and ponytail give her a certain charm; besides, who am I kidding, seeing a woman undress is sexy just about every time. What makes it even more exciting is the idea of seeing them even though they take almost every precaution to hide. I once thought about this: if they stopped hiding, I'd probably stop looking. There's nothing interesting about them; they don't party, they don't fight, they're fairly quiet (except their stupid AC which is loud as hell and makes me want to break their windows in revenge) and they're bland. So you can imagine my surprise and delight this last Sunday morning when I got another glimpse of their ordinary life, more satisfying than any of the gossip me and my wife had concocted on their behalf until then. I stepped out on the balcony, with my morning coffee around 10. I had just woken up and decided to sip the coffee on the balcony, in my chair, with Friday's newspaper in my hands. As I sat down, I heard what sounded like a woman's sigh and cringed at the thought of the Arab dude crying again. Nothing followed, so I opened the newspaper and light up a cigarette. Another sigh, more pronounced and unmistakeable, made me almost choke on the coffee sip I had just taken: somewhere, someone was having sex. It sounded as if it came from above my head; I looked up, almost hoping this to be the first sound to emerge from the ever-closed windows, but I was deceived. The "lesbians" also had their windows closed. I thought about the ground-level garage windows; I've seen young people do drug deals and smoke up in there before, why not have sex? Before my eyes lowered to the garage's windows, my jaw dropped when I saw the prude's couple windows open and window blinds half-open. As my eyes got used to the semi-darkness inside their room, I felt my blood rush to my head. On the bed, sprawled on her back, the woman lied naked, with her husband's head between her thighs. I decided to not take any chance and leave them alone before they saw me. My wife and I make love with the windows and balcony door open quite often, only the semi-matte curtains between us and the world, but we're relatively quiet (and I have managed to convince her not to care that much if people could hear us). Heat of the moment or not, if someone were to spy in on me, I'd probably hide too. But once I shut the balcony door behind me, I stopped and turned around, peering from behind the curtains. On the bed, the woman's mouth and throat moved and more powerful moan seemed to come out. I slowly opened the window, anxious to hear her. After that first moan, it seemed the passion between them was too overwhelming to care if someone heard them, so I was bound to have almost the whole experience served on a platter. The husband looked up to her, lifting his body a bit, his hands stretching to cup his woman's smallish breasts. He caressed and massaged them, not too rough, which I found somehow endearing. This wasn't a porn movie here, but actual love and passion for each other. She turned her head on the side, watching him over hear breasts and thighs, smiling at him and he slid his palm from her left breast towards her pussy, massaging her lips with one hand, while the other was caressing the right side of her body, sliding under her leg, lower on her hip, then on top of her leg, inside the white thigh. The wife was clean shaved, and if I squinted hard enough, I could see her glistening from the husband's saliva still wetting her delicate pussy. I started regretting I didn't buy those binoculars for my wife, as she jokingly asked me when we moved in, "so she can better spy on the neighbours". I would have loved to see the couple lying 10-15 meters away up, close and personal, to see the woman's every muscle move as she was pleasured by her man, her chest pushing her nice, small, round breasts up and down from the heavy breathing, her hips squirming, trying to follow the tongue that lashed her small patch of skin, bringing her closer to the orgasm with every lick. Her moans and breathing started getting louder. Using both hands, the men spread her lips, puffy from the excitement, lifting them to expose the tiny clitoris. With the tip of the tongue, he searched the exact spot that would drive her mad, and we both knew when he found it from the sound of her moans. They sounded deep, making me think of a volcano that is about to explode. Her face was red, her head shaking and turning as the pressure was building up. I could imagine feeling the heat between her thighs from where I stood, hidden behind the curtains, crouched near the bottom of the window, eyes wide, trying to capture every moment, with a hand that was gripping and releasing my hard-on absentmindedly but firm. Her moans were loud now and I found my breath almost synchronised with hers, wishing I was there, next to her, in the room, next to the bed, watching her come. I moved the curtains a bit, trying to enjoy that fulminant moment to the fullest. Her stomach was moving too now, spasming under the pleasure and I imagined her pussy was gaping too, demanding to be filled with a manly member that can stretch her, exposing every possible nerve to the caresses of its head. She came hard, her eyes opening wide locked into mine. I froze and so did her face for a second, then a loud moan starting from the deep raised every little hair on the back of my neck. She convulsed, lifting her pelvis up, making her man stick his tongue inside her, looking at him entering her in this bizarre way and loving it. Afraid that she saw me, I left the window right away. I walked into the kitchen where my wife was leaning over the sink, washing her coffee cup. Of course, I pulled her pants down and stuck my hard penis inside of her, between the fingers that stretched her open. The rest of the day, the windows were closed, but that wasn't unusual. I don't think she saw me, she couldn't have, but it felt scary to be caught peering into the private life of two people. There might even be laws against this, but that's the least of my problems, since now I plan to finally buy that binocular. Maybe even an infrared one. Heat-sensing! The works! Neighbours: A Nasty Story 'That woman is the fucking limit,' screamed Sonia as she stormed into the living room where her husband Jack was pretending to read a newspaper. 'Do you know what she's complaining about this time?' Jack couldn't know yet, because no one had told him. He was going to say so, but he thought better of it. Sarcasm did not seem like a good idea. He settled for 'What is it this time?' 'The shoes I wear when I walk on the stairs down to the front door of the building make too much noise.' Even by the standards she had set herself since she had moved in a month before, this was a bit much; even for Jack. 'What will it be next?' he asked; 'we breathe too loudly?' Sonia raised her eyebrows. Jack wanted to make her laugh. It was the best way he knew of to calm her down. She had a quick temper, but he had learned how to sooth her. Jack was easy going and had an ironic sense of humour. He was an amateur psychologist too. Sonia smiled and Jack said 'She's crazy, she complains about everything. We should make a lot of noise one of these nights; that would really set her going.' 'Do you think that would send her running to Mrs Robins like she does about everything else?' Sonia was laughing as she said it. 'No. She is too much of a hypocrite. She's the type that pretends that sex doesn't exist.' This was Jack's explanation of the woman downstairs. He had not explained to Sonia what he really thought, though. He had a theory about why she was the type that pretended that sex doesn't exist. He had not told Sonia about his theory about the woman downstairs and that he thought that she was having some sort of mid-life crisis, and he had stayed away from mentioning that she was quite clearly suffering from a very bad case of sexual frustration. His joke had alluded in that direction, but that was as far as he went. He did not want Sonia to think that he had been thinking about this woman's sex life, or lack of one. Jack had only seen the woman downstairs a couple of times. He only knew the little about her that Sonia had told him. Sonia got that from the landlady and a few bits and pieces of gossip from another neighbour. It was enough, taken with the way she complained all the time. Jack had her worked out. The woman downstairs was called Christine. By Jack's estimation Christine was probably in her late forties. She was not bad looking, but she dressed and behaved as though she was a lot younger than she clearly was. This was Jack's first clue. She was not happy with getting older and she was not coping with it very well. She was not good looking enough, nor young looking enough, to get away with it. Common sense should have told her that; or a quick look in the mirror. Jack did the sums; she spent the last twenty odd years raising a couple of kids, but they had flown the nest now, so she no longer had mother duties to deal with every day. She had a husband, who looked like he was a good fifteen years older than she was. She wanted more and she hadn't got it. All the things she had done were finished, yet she was not yet old and she did not know what to do with herself anymore. Sonia would never have suspected the possibility that Christine could be a bored middle aged housewife who Jack might get an itch for. However, that was what had happened. Jack, although he did not like Christine, found her attractive. Jack wanted to fuck Christine. He wanted to fuck her for a number of reasons. Number one, he fancied her; number two he had never had an older woman; number three he thought she needed it; number four, he thought she needed teaching a lesson; number five, he wanted the apartment block to be peaceful again. So, in more ways than one, Christine's moving into the block had caused disturbance. Thinking about all of this made Jack realise how much he desired Christine and how much he disliked her, and these contradictory feelings in him about her, brought together thus, led him to fantasies about her that were rather sadistic. He had never had such thoughts before. Jack did not want to start bringing sadism into his sexual relationship with his wife, but he could not get rid of the thoughts that had come to him. He did not know what to do. A few days later Jack was coming up the street and Christine was outside putting some bags of rubbish in the big dustbin outside the block. It was one of those rare moments when ambition and opportunity arrive at the same time. She saw him and pretended that she hadn't. Jack got to the door to the block and unlocked it and let himself in. He was going to close it again, but then he decided not to. Although Jack could not see her, he had guessed that the reason she had not come behind him was because she wanted to avoid him. She had lingered by the dustbins, but when she saw that he was leaving the door open she came and followed him in. 'Thank you' she said curtly. 'That's ok,' he said, 'just wanted you to see that I'm not a nasty neighbour.' His directness disarmed her, as he had intended. Then he said 'I'm a nice neighbour, a very nice neighbour,' and he gave her a look. There was an awkward silence and Jack could see that Christine was lost for words and was not going to be the one who put a stop to the silence, even though she was the one who was suffering by it. But there was enough curiosity and hope in her eyes to tell him that he could get away with going on, so Jack said 'Don't worry, I was only joking. It happens, it's life.' Christine looked relieved and smiled, though she looked like she didn't want to smile. But Jack had a winning way when he wanted to. 'Why don't you invite me in for coffee?' he said; 'we can solve all the neighbourhood problems. It will give us something to do.' Christine hesitated for a moment and then she said 'Ok, come in.' Jack had known that her hesitation was an act. She just did not want to look too eager, but the chance of the revenge of having coffee with Sonia's husband was too good an opportunity to miss. He followed her into her apartment, looking around to make sure that no one had seen him. He checked his watch. It was one. He had more than four hours. He could take time over it. He had already decided that he was not going to go for a long seduction scene. He would be direct. This was a scene that was going to be directed by anger and envy and the desire for revenge and he was going to use those feelings to make sue it was rough and dirty. He was one hundred per cent sure that she would go for it when he propositioned her. He followed her to the kitchen and sat at the table and watched her as she made coffee; reaching up to the high cupboard, making the tight material of her jeans stretch over her arse. It was a nice arse, small and tight, but shapely. Jack wondered if it had ever been fucked and the thought of how much he would like to have that arse excited him, and he wondered if she wondered what he was thinking about. He thought that she had made as much as she could have, displaying her arse to him. She suggested they went through to the living room. They sat opposite each other; her on the sofa, him in an armchair. He had the feeling that if he had sat next to her on the sofa, she would not have objected. They started to chat and she told him all of the things about herself that he had already heard from Sonia, who had heard them from the landlady and the other neighbours, and he had not believed them. He did not believe them this time either. She just did not ring true. There was a shrillness about her, but despite that, his desire for her was growing, and the destructive feelings that had brought him there begun to become complicated by more tender ones. There was even a little pity in his feelings for her, and feelings of pity allowed him to see himself as a knight in shining armour, come to rescue her from her plight. Even though he did not believe her stories about herself, he could understand now why she told them. She could have been who she wanted to be; someone who was something, if her life had turned out differently, or if she had made different decisions. It was not too late though. This was what he needed to show how, and he knew how he was going to show her. They were getting along nicely. The conversation had flowed after a hesitant start and Jack had a full hard on in his shorts. He had kept it hidden so far, but he was waiting for the opportune moment to let her see it. That moment needed to be contrived, and he was getting to work on it. She looked good in her outfit of black sweater and black jeans; tight and hugging. Her hair was dyed a nice shade of bold red too. Her brown eyes had a quizzical and eager look in them that revealed more of her than she might have liked. They showed a hunger in her. He wanted to draw her out a little, so he told her something personal about himself. He told her that he and Sonia had been married for a few years now and he wondered what happened to married couples as the years went by and everything was just repetition of what had been before. He wanted to appeal to her experience, as a way of showing her that experience and age are good things; and he also wanted to suggest the possibility that he saw that there was more to sex than just one other person, even if that one other person was one's spouse. Christine understood his meaning, but at first she feigned coyness. It was time to be bold. 'We're getting along nicely, Jack said, 'you can tell me. It's just between us.' 'Well,' she said, 'it can happen.' 'What; you mean people get bored and want something different?' 'Well, yes,' she said, and then after some hesitation she added 'or it can just stop!' 'Who could live like that?' asked Jack, feigning incredulity. 'Many people do...I'm sure,' she said. I hope I never do,' said Jack, 'I mean, could you?' asked her and looked straight into her eyes as he said it. She looked away. She could not hold his gaze. There was a silence and Jack allowed it to continue for as long as he could. Every second of that silence made her more vulnerable. He had his prey where he wanted her now. When he went in for the kill, she would welcome it. Anything would be better than that silence. 'I know why you are the way you are,' said Jack. 'What!' she said. 'You are unhappy....' Christine looked shocked and she looked angry. Jack was undeterred; he went on 'You are unfulfilled and there's something that you need that you are not getting...' As he said it, he at back and opened his legs, so that she could see the bulge in his crotch. She saw it immediately and stared. 'Look,' he said, 'that's for you; it's because of you. My cock knows a hot woman when it feels one near.' 'Me?' she said, and she was not feigning coyness anymore. 'Yes,' he replied, 'you dress sexily, you act sexy, you provoke, but you don't really believe it yourself. He believes it.' Christine was about to explode, though it was not certain whether it was with desire or humiliation and anger. Jack stayed her by reaching out across the small coffee table between them and placing his hand on her breast. Fear was added to the anger and shock on her face, but she didn't stop him. That was the desire. 'Relax,' he said; 'why shouldn't have what you want, when there is someone right in front of you who wants to give it to you.' 'You are very arrogant,' she snapped at him, but she still did not move away. He reached out with his other hand, around her back and slid it up under her jumper. In a moment he had her bra strap between his fingers. Everything depended on him having the skill to open it one-handed. He managed it. Her bra was sufficiently loose now for him to get his hand under it on onto her breast, so he slid the other hand down over her stomach and up under her jumper until it was under her bra and on her breast. It was not an especially large breast; she was a slim woman, but it was shapely and firm and the nipple was very erect. He pinched it gently between his fingers and said to her 'I told you. You want it. You want it bad. You can't deny it now. And I bet your pussy is soaking wet.' Hr reached down with his other hand and placed it on her crotch. He could feel her heat through her jeans. He was really pushing it now, but he felt absolutely confident that he had got her. 'My husband,' she said, 'I can't betray him.' 'Your husband,' Jack said, 'has not been doing his duty. If he wants loyalty, he must pay for it.' That pushed her over the edge. She pulled him round the table towards her and collapsed onto his chest. Jack took hold of her and pushed her gently back into the sofa. She sat there looking dazed. Then Jack stood in front of her and undressed. She watched as if mesmerized. He was down to his boxer shorts and he said to her 'Help me. You take them off.' She leaned forward in her trance and mechanically pulled down his shorts. His erect cock bounced upwards on release and she gasped. 'How long since you saw one like that?' he asked; gently taunting her. And then he said, 'It's all yours, all afternoon. The sight of it seemed to bring her back to herself and she suddenly pounced forward and took it in her mouth. 'How can your husband not want to get sucked off every fucking day, when his wife does it this good?' Jack gasped, 'suck my dick, you dirty slut.' Christine sucked him harder and faster. After a few minutes, in which she brought him close, but didn't let him come, she stopped, but instead of leaning back on the sofa, she just sat gazing at his cock. He could hear her mumbling to herself 'Beautiful, beautiful.' 'You are hungry, aren't you?' taunted Jack. 'Yes, yes,' she gasped, 'I need it. I need your cock. I need a fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me.' 'You whore,' he said, 'you're fuckin' gagging for it. Beg, beg for it, whore.' She would take any abuse he gave her, and the more powerful he felt, the more nasty he became; but not too nasty. He didn't like her and he was enjoying making her beg, but he did desire her, and he was looking forward to getting up her, but he had something else he wanted to do. He felt sorry for her, and for some reason he wanted to make amends for all the disappointments and frustrations he believed life had given her. 'I'm not going to fuck you yet,' he told her and stood over her looking down. 'Why?' she asked, almost imploring him, 'you can't get me this excited and then let me down.' 'I'm not going to let you down,' he said, 'I'm going to eat your cunt.' She looked at him in wonder. Jack knelt down between her legs and started lapping at her cunt. She writhed and moaned and cried out as his tongue poked in and out of her soaking pussy. Her cunt was shaved bald and she had a fabulously large clit and he sucked on it and she almost screamed out. Jack stopped eating her for a moment and raised his head so that he could look up over her stomach and her tits at her. Her hands were cupping her tits and she was rubbing and squeezing her nipples. 'Do you like this?' he asked. 'My husband never did this to me,' she said. Jack was not surprised. 'When was the last time you had some cock? I bet it's been months,' he said. 'Years, years, it seems,' she replied. 'Do you want some now?' 'Yes, yes,' Jack positioned himself with his cock aimed at her burning cunt and shoved it up her. She screamed with delight. He fucked her hard, pushing his cock as deep into her hot and sopping cunt as far as it would go. 'You love this, don't you? Revenge on a woman you hate. You wish she was watching, don't you? You wish she could see you taking her husband's cock?' 'Yes, yes!' she cried. Jack's big cock ploughed the furrow of her cunt harder and faster and the faster and harder he fucked her the more she screamed and howled and cried out for more. Christine probably thought that Jack was going to keep going at her cunt until he came up her, but Jack had other ideas. Jack liked anal sex and he was going to have Christine's arse, whether she liked it or not. He pulled out of her pussy and lifted her. Christine did not know why he had stopped and she had wanted him to keep going, because she was very close to orgasm. Then, as Jack pressed the head of his cock against her sphincter, she realised what he intended. 'No! No! Not there,' she pleaded. 'Yes! Yes! There,' he told her. 'It will hurt,' she implored. She sounded like a frightened child. To Jack, the smell of her fear was intoxicating. 'Real sweet,' he said and before she could protest further he had begun to ease his dick into her arsehole. Through gritted teeth she whined in pain, hoping he would not notice. She did not want him to know how much it was hurting her arse; and she did not want to admit to herself how much she liked it. She had seen a porn film once, many years before, and she had seen in the film an anal sex scene and she had been revolted and excited by it at the same time. Now a man was driving his cock into her own rectal canal and it was as disgusting and exciting to her as it had been in the film. She was scared too; scared that it would do some real damage, and scared of what she was finding out about herself. She had persuaded herself that she did not like sex; that sex was dirty, as people who desperately want sex and aren't getting it and see no place from which it might come to them do. But now she was getting the dirtiest sex she could imagine; a big dick embedded in the hole that was intended only for expulsion. 'You like that!' said Jack. 'Yes,' she gasped, 'I never had this before:' 'You're getting it now, and from now on you will want it forever.' 'I will, I will,' she simpered. She was lying on her back and Jack looked down at her cunt, which was splayed open and he could see too the root of his cock gripped by the soft reddish pink ring of her sphincter. He began to pump her arsehole. He grabbed her hand and took it and put it on her cunt. 'Play with your cunt,' he told her, 'open it, open it wide, I want to see what you had for lunch.' She readily complied. As his cock penetrated to the hitherto unexplored depths of her arsehole, she spread her cunt for his delectation. She wanked herself to climax in less than a minute, and as she came, her arsehole clamped itself tighter around his cock. 'You have turned me into a whore,' she cried. 'No,' he told her, 'I have shown you the whore in you.' He fucked her arse hard and mercilessly until he felt the cum in his balls beginning to boil. He wanted to flood her arse with his spunk, but her humiliation needed to be greater than that. He pulled out of her arse and moved up over her so that his cock stuck out over her face. 'Suck it you whore. Lick your own arse dirt off of my dick.' She was on it like a dog on a prize bone, licking and sucking up the sweat and filth from her own rectal canal. And she loved it. Soon he was ready to come. He pulled out of her mouth and spurted four strong jets of cum over her face. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to take it. She wanted to drink it, but Jack made sure it hit her cheeks and her chin and when he was done shooting, he used his cockhead to smear his spunk all over her face and smudge her make up with it. Her degradation was complete, but what Jack had planned as a punishment for her complaining had turned into a reward and a moment of revelation for her. He stuck his cock in her mouth again and told her 'You won't be complaining anymore, will you?' 'Not for a while,' she said, managing to speak somehow with the cock stuck in her mouth, 'but you will have to come back, or the moods that make me unhappy will come back,' she said, and grinned maliciously. He had not thought of that.