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Being Neighborly Ch. 01

By: Quentin Riley



My husband Calvin and I live on the Upper East Side of New York City in a large studio-style apartment. We've been there for two years so far on our way to getting a house. We both love the neighborhood and the people in our building. Calvin and I are successful corporate consultants, and Samantha, a lawyer, was one of our good friends. Sam was also our next door neighbor.

One Friday afternoon I came home early because the office wrapped up quickly to get a jump on the weekend. To my surprise, I saw Samantha checking the mail when I came in the front door. She looked beautiful as always. High-heeled slingbacks, white silk blouse, tailored designer suit, shoulder-length blonde hair, makeup. But it was too early in the day for her to be home. I hadn't seen Samantha in a while and she looked sad.

"Hey Sam!" 

"Hey Debbi." Sam responded in a rote manner. Very unlike her. Something was wrong. I could tell. 

"How've you been?" 

Samantha didn't respond right away. Instead, she sniffled back tears before she spoke. When Sam did speak, she started to cry.

"Not good. I found John…John was in our bed with another woman." John was Samantha's live-in fiancee that lived off of her and won Sam's heart. Calvin and I were never too fond of him. We knew she could do much better than him. Samantha really started crying and I went to hug her and comfort her. Actually I was happy the bastard was finally out of her life, but I didn't like seeing Sam hurt.

"You're better off without him, Sam." She went on to tell me that she had a very important case to prepare for over the weekend, but John was packing his stuff over the weekend. She was going to stay at a hotel.

"Hell no Sam?" I told her in defiance. "Don't let that asshole run you out of your own place!" And immediately my mind started planning for a liberating weekend for Sam. 

"You're not going to a hotel. You're staying with Calvin and me." Samantha tried to protest, but I'm very persuasive and wouldn't have it any other way. I told her we'd have a "good riddance" party in her honor. Sam finally agreed.

I called Calvin to tell him about Samantha's situation and about her staying with us for the weekend. He was thrilled. And by the time Calvin came home, he walked into party central. I had Sam smiling with a glass of white wine in hand, lounging on the couch. I even had her wearing a pair of pink shorts, a t-shirt and frolicking around our place barefoot. I was tipsy, barefoot and scantily clad like Sam. The wine made me a little silly, and seeing Calvin got me a little turned-on. He was so handsome in his white shirt and dress tie. Calvin's muscles can't help from being noticed through his clothes. Even his thick thighs and butt muscles pop out from his suit pants. I became aware once again that I was married to a smooth, beautiful, confident and intelligent black man.

"Hi Calvin!" Samantha was quick to greet my husband. She was genuinely happy to see him. Calvin was always a wonderful gentleman to Samantha and she loved that. She always making comments about how my husband is the only man in New York City to kiss her hand. I knew Sam often eyed my husband the way so many other women looked at him. With lust in her eyes.

"Hey Sam," Calvin responded just before kissing her on the cheek to greet her. "Don't worry about John. It's definitely his loss, not yours." 

"Thanks," she said with that flirty girly smile us women lay on men when we want to. Calvin came over to me to give me a warm hug and kiss, then he was off to the shower.

The evening carried on as Calvin and I entertained Samantha, trying to rid her mind of John. We talked, laughed, watched a little TV, listened to music and danced with each other. We playfully flirted around; Sam and I were spanking each other on our asses for Calvin. Calvin gave Sam innocent kisses on the cheek, and Calvin and I grinded against each other in a naughty show for Sam. Slowly, but surely, the sexual tension in our apartment was rising. At one point, Calvin-now in his boxer shorts and nothing else, was on the couch with Samantha. She was giggling way too much, drunk out of her mind, and rubbing her hands all over my husband. He was looking at my curvy, half-naked body with that familiar look of hunger I know very well. My dark black nipples were getting hard beneath my pink top as I watched Calvin's organ swell between his thighs. He has such an effect on me! So much so that I feel like I'm a slave to whatever he desires of me. It's that unspoken chemistry that's set off without words That chemistry that makes me weak in my knees and silky wet in my pussy. Right then, I heard my husband's deep, liquor-laced voice.

"Come over here."

For a second, I hesitated to follow his command because we weren't alone and I didn't know if I was that loose to fuck in front of Samantha. But Calvin didn't care about that at all, and the idea of what was coming next started to excite me. I mounted my husband and began to grind my body against him. I saw Sam with her hand already rubbing her slit up and down. Calvin wasted no time with me--removing my shirt and cupping my breasts in his large hands like melons. He sucked on my nipples, alternating between the left, then the right one until they were sore. Each flicker of his tongue or playful nibble of his teeth sent shock waves from my tits down between my legs. I knew he felt my wetness against his boxers. I was aroused and deliriously out of my mind. 

And so was Samantha. All three of us had crossed the line of being mere friendly neighbors. The barriers were gone and lust had taken over. Samantha was moaning softly as her hand found its way inside her panties and her fingers were working feverishly on her pussy. Her other hand was squeezing the hell out of her firm and full breasts. She was as wet as I was. Calvin continued to push all the right buttons on me by licking, sucking, biting and squeezing my tits. My poor nipples were aching from the action! Suddenly, Calvin grabbed me by my sides (I'm a tiny thing compared to my husband.) He couldn't take it anymore. He stood up holding me in the air, swirled around and pinned me to the couch. In an instant, Calvin was on his knees ready to lick me clean. As he went after my short shorts and panties to strip me bare, he looked at Sam and said, "Now watch how I make Debbi cum each and every time." Calvin said not another word, and Samantha watched him expertly lick and suck my hole. I was moaning and calling God's name like a mad woman. Sam began to pound her own pussy right beside me. Then Calvin stood up again and removed his boxers.

"Oh my God!" Samantha gasped at what she saw. It was no surprise to me, just the wonderful sight I had seen before-Calvin's cock. It was cut, thick like a pipe, veiny and long. It was perfect, erect and looking straight at my pussy hole.

"Get on your knees," Calvin instructed. I was up and on my knees in a flash like a dog. I was ready to get it however Calvin wanted me to have it.

"Ohhh fuck me, fuck me!" I cooed. He was inside of me in no time. I was used to his size, but Calvin wasn't making love to me. In front of Samantha, he was straight fucking my brains out. I jumped every time he thrust inside of me. A few times I screamed because of how good it felt. Sam was on her back stroking herself hard. It was like a mini orgy. By the time Calvin was on top of me on the couch, our bodies were slick, we were grunting like animals and I was quivering. With Sam sounding off and coming close to climax, both Sam and I came within seconds of each other. Sam shook all over like a seizure and finally collapsed. In the middle of my orgasm, Calvin erupted inside of me and let out a wild final cry. It was one hell of a show and just the beginning to this erotic weekend.

Being Neighborly Ch. 01



Emma moved in next door to me a few weeks ago. We're both friendly and I'm good with a hammer, so I've been helping her get settled in. 

She shows her appreciation in lots of ways, including cooking me breakfast, lunch, or dinner. After my very minor chores and some french toast, I stepped behind her, kissing behind her neck. She leaned into me, raising her hands to reach for my neck.

I gently cupped her breasts while teasing behind her neck with my tongue, as I slid my hands down her stomach.

Her ass moved over my crotch, teasing along my hips. My thickening cock rubbed along her crack.

She was so gooey, I could not resist bending her slightly as I eased to my knees behind her, spreading her thighs, lapping her delicious pussy; licking between her wet lips, sucking each one, as I dragged my fingers up and down the back of her thighs.

She groaned in delight, knowing more delight would follow, as sucking sounds and groaning filled the air. 

I kept eating her yummy, soaking wet pussy, gently tongue-fucking her, pushing in and out, as my thumb found her hard bud, rolling it lightly under my thumb.

She moaned in pleasure as I fed on her dripping pussy, and took her hand to lead her to her bed. She eagerly followed as I sat down and guided her between my legs. She slid to her knees in front of me as I supported the back of her head and rubbed my dripping cock along her mouth. 

She murmured "tasty," as she licked the head and gently cupped my balls with her hands, opening her mouth over me. I spread my thighs open as she leaned over and pulled all of me into her mouth, her tongue gliding along the back of my shaft.

"Oh baby, yes," I murmured, and when I popped out, she licked my shaft slowly, starting at the tip, then kissing it gently, as she worked her tongue farther down along the back side of my shaft, then around the base.

I groaned as her hands gently massaged my balls; laying back on the bed watching her, my hips rolling as her tongue found my right ball, her hands massaging the left, pulling it into her mouth, tongue circling it, kissing it, as I squirmed. 

Her hand moved to the right ball, her mouth to the left one, as I inched my butt closer to the edge, my feet up on the bed.

She released my balls and worked her way back way toward my ass; as I presented it to her, her tongue followed. I lifted my ass off the bed slightly, cooing softly, as her tongue licked and probed its way back to my balls; then my ass, my rim so sensitive as she kissed it and I rolled my hips, oh, so slowly. She pushed her tongue around as I grabbed my knees and pulled them to my chest.

She moved her hands under my ass, spreading me a bit, as her tongue went deeper, flicking in and out.

My feet dangled in the air as I squirmed in a ball on the bed, my head rolling from side to side.

Her eyes closed, her hands moved back toward my balls, while a little puddle of pre-cum formed on my lower belly. 

My legs pulled close to my chest, her tongue grasped my balls, sucked them into her mouth, as she then licked the sack between them.

She moved her head back over my cock and pulled in gently. My back arched; just my butt and shoulders on the bed, I started to fuck her mouth, rolling my hips in lust, grinding into her. 

Her hands slid over to my ass, pulling me in tighter, as her tongue moved along the back of my cock and her head bobbed up and down, my toes curling as she circled my shaft, first with her tongue and then one of her hands.

Her mouth met her fingers every time I thrust, faster and faster, and when she squeezed my balls gently, I started to squeal, writhing on the bed, as she pressed her fingers against that spot under my cock head, the one that's so sensitive.

My feet shook as she licked me. She leaned back a little, so she could feel me fill, bucking on the bed, her tongue flicking faster, she pulled me in deeper, as I hit the back of her throat with each thrust, my legs crossed behind her head. We were holding each other tighter, when she relaxed her throat as I went even deeper.

She breathed deeply, as I released my cum for us, and she sucked in every drop. 

I pulled on her long, dark hair as she swallowed hard, knowing more is coming. I delivered my thick semen as she tasted it, swallowing greedily. 

She crawled up, her, mouth full of me, as my lips parted, she leaned over me to deliver my load to my tongue.

We collapsed into each other, knowing the day had just begun. 



Being Neighborly Ch. 01



As he parked his car in his driveway, he felt a little irritated. Returning at noon from a morning of running errands he realized it had been too long since he'd spent any time with female companionship. At forty five Dave was self employed, twice divorced, and had no kids to visit on the weekends, no girlfriend to distract him, and it had been at least six months since he'd had the girl from the "companionship" service over for an evening of paid pleasure. Sure, he could probably find a woman his own age for a relationship, but he had been down that road with his wives and knew it wouldn't be something that would appeal to him for very long. Maybe he'd call the service again, see if he could get that same girl again, Anna, her name was, she was young 23 she'd told him though she looked younger. 

The first time he called the service they asked him a bunch of questions and then matched him with what they called, "the perfect date." They hadn't been far off; apparently he was an obvious pervert, preferring women barely out of their teens to service him. Anna had been about 5 foot four and had shown up wearing a denim mini skirt with a cami top (no bra or panties) her breasts were small and perky, her skin smooth as silk. She had played the part well, feeding his fantasies talking about school and teachers as if she had just returned from a day at the local high school. His cock twitched in his pants, as he thought about her lips frosted with cherry lip gloss, though she acted inexperienced, she had sucked his cock with gusto and begged him to teach her things. Best $500 I ever spent. He thought and as he let himself into his house, he heard splashing coming from the other side of the neighbor's fence. 

Husband and wife had gone away for the weekend leaving their daughter home, she had returned for the summer after her freshman year of college and the husband had asked him to keep an eye out for any unusual activity. He had promised to make sure she stayed safe and no parties were held. The kitchen echoed its emptiness as he closed the front door and he jogged up the stairs to his bedroom. From the second floor he could see over the fence and onto the pool deck. Seeing the pool empty he spotted the daughter, Kelsey on a chaise lounge, her skin still wet from her recent plunge. She appeared to be alone and enjoying some early afternoon sunbathing. Wearing a black string bikini, Dave saw her long tanned legs and flat stomach; the top had two small triangles of fabric held together with silver chain. 

God I'm horny, Dave thought as his eyes lingered over the young fresh body by the pool. His cock was now fully awake, jutting against the front of his athletic shorts painfully. He wondered silently if she had one of those "tramp stamps" on her back, like most of the girls nowadays, the tattoos that seemed to be a growing trend turned him on immensely when he saw them at the mall peaking out from the top of those low-rise jeans. As if she heard his thoughts, Kelsey sat up and turned over on the lounge chair, though he was too far away to make out what the tattoo was, he could see the smudge of ink above the top of the bikini bottom, even better was the fact that the bottoms were not full coverage, giving him a view of her perfect round ass cheeks. He moaned softly thinking to himself that he'd love to rub his cock right there, and without realizing what he was doing, Dave found himself pulling his cock free from his shorts. 

I need to get laid, he thought as he stroked himself absentmindedly. He continued to stare at Kelsey imaging his cock trailing the smooth skin of her ass, his hands on her small breasts pinching the pink nipples then licking them. He was just getting warmed up when the neighbors sliding glass door opened and a young man stepped onto the pool deck. Kelsey sat up and waved to the newcomer, Dave held his breath, hoping she wouldn't go inside with the boy; he let out a sigh when the boy walked over to the lounge chair and stood in front of Kelsey. Dave couldn't make out their conversation and thought that opening the window might draw attention to his voyeurism. He waited with his hand on his cock, praying that she didn't leave at least until he'd managed to jerk off, as Kelsey and the boy continued their conversation. Dave turned around and opened his bedside table drawer pulling out a tube of lubricant; he squirted a dollop in his hand and focused his attention on the back yard again while wrapping his lube-covered hand around his throbbing cock. 

He must have missed something important in that short time his eyes were away from the window, because now the two were standing, kissing deeply and the boy was untying the string bikini top freeing Kelsey's perfect little breasts. Kelsey let her top drop to the concrete, and began pulling and tugging at the boys shorts, Holy Shit! Dave thought, and gripped his cock shaft harder. He stroked himself faster now, watching the scene between the two lovers play out below him, the boy seemed to be a bit on the selfish side, not paying Kelsey much attention and instead letting her do all the work, his shorts were around his ankles and his hands on her breasts, now Dave was praying they didn't take the party inside, Dave's cock throbbed and ached for release in his hand, his heart pounding as he waited to see what would happen next. Kelsey took a half a step back from the boy, hands on his shoulders she turned him slightly toward Dave's house, improving Dave's view of the boy's own hard member. Dave held his breath again praying that she would get on her knees. Again it was as if she was reading Dave's mind, she dropped to her knees in front of the boy, taking his cock into her mouth, he saw her lick his cock head once, twice and then the boys cock disappeared into her sexy little mouth. The boy had his hands in her hair urging her to take him deeper, he saw Kelsey cup the boys balls in her hands and her knew the kid wasn't going to last long, Dave stroked his own cock faster and faster feeling the cum building in his balls, he was moaning now, and then he saw Kelsey pull her face back slightly, tongue out the boy shot a wad of cum all over her face and tongue and the sight of it pushed Dave over the edge. "Fuck!" he whispered as his own cock shot cum out all over his bedroom rug. He was sweating and breathing heavy, cum dripping from the end of his cock all over the front of his shorts and the rug. 

Sweet mother of God, he thought, that was the best orgasm I've had in a long time. Dave continued to watch as the boy pulled his shorts up and Kelsey wiped her face on a towel. Though she had yet to put her bikini top back on she sat on the lounge chair talking to the boy who still towered over her. Kelsey lay back on the chair and gazed up at the boy, a smile on her face as she held out her hand. Dave was shocked when the boy pulled cash from his back pocket and laid it in Kelsey's hand. She tossed the money on the table next to her chair and laughed at something the boy was saying as he walked back toward the slider door. Dave began cleaning himself up though he was still staring at the topless Kelsey, her pink nipples clearly visible in contrast the white skin of her breasts, Dave heard the boys truck start and pull away from Kelsey's house. She lifted her head up off the chair and looked over at Dave's house, her eyes seemed to lock onto his bedroom window, and Dave's heart nearly stopped.

Oh Fuck! He thought, Busted. Kelsey stood up and Dave's mind began running all sorts of scenarios, most of which would end with him in handcuffs, still topless and facing Dave's window, a smile spread across Kelsey's face and she waved up at Dave. Not sure what else to do, Dave gave a small half wave back, his heart still pounding as he sat/half-collapsed onto his bed. Dave's hand were shaking now, she'd known he was watching! 

Oh shit, he thought, I'm going to jail. Dave's mind continued to race through the possible excuses he could give for watching the neighbor's barely legal daughter half naked by the pool as she performed fellatio on her boyfriend. 

Five-minutes passed and Dave's heart rate began to return to normal. Dave swore to himself that he would not do anything like that again, as he walked into the master bath and turned the shower on. He shucked off his shorts and pulled his shirt over his head, standing naked in front of the sink Dave took stock of himself. At 5'11" he still had a trim build, years of sports and afternoons at the gym kept him in shape, his hair had a dusting of gray throughout and he kept it trimmed short. He was clean-shaven, and there weren't too many wrinkles despite his years. Some crow's feet around his blue eyes, his cock hung limply in front of him now, but he knew from past experience that it wouldn't be long before he could get hard again. He stepped into the shower, still playing the wave from Kelsey over in his mind, and praying to any god that would listen to keep him out of jail and off the sex offender registry. He scrubbed himself in the shower rinsing the dried cum from his pecker, letting the cold water run hoping it would cure at least some of his horniness for now. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back into the bedroom to get a clean change of clothes. Passing the window, he couldn't help but look at the chair Kelsey had been in, but she was gone now. Somewhat disappointed Dave dressed in khaki shorts and a polo shirt. Though he knew it was wrong, Dave hoped he'd see her again. 

Dave tried to concentrate on the tasks at hand for the rest of the afternoon, he paid bills, did laundry and vacuumed his living room, but his mind kept drifting back to Kelsey. It was agonizing not knowing if she was going to call the police on him for his peeping tom behavior, or maybe she'd just tell her father. 

Wouldn't that be interesting, Dave thought, I was only doing what you asked me too, watching for "unusual activity." Dave chuckled to himself. Yeah right.

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly for Dave, he thought about calling the service to send someone out tonight, but he knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate and the $500 would be wasted. He silently wondered how much Kelsey had charged to nameless boy for the blowjob she'd expertly administered earlier. Just the passing thought of paying Kelsey for a BJ had Dave's cock instantly hard, straining at his shorts as he wiped down his kitchen counters. He knew he'd be beating his meat again tonight, maybe throw in a porn DVD he hadn't watched yet, he had ordered a new one "College Sluts Vol. 12" that seemed to be calling his name lately. Though sometimes the porn was really disappointing when he found that they'd used much older women and tried to pass them off as college girls. But his options were limited at the moment, though he had no doubt that if he closed his eyes and replayed the pool scene, he could come very quickly. Sighing Dave adjusted his rock hard pecker inside his shorts and opened the refrigerator. He removed the single steak he had planned to grill for his dinner tonight and set it on the counter just as he heard a small firm knock on the side door. Looking down to make sure his hard-on wasn't evident, Dave crossed the kitchen and opened the door. 

"Hi Mr. Cashman." Kelsey stood on Dave's porch dressed in short denim shorts and a tight white t-shirt. 

"Hi Kelsey." Dave nearly choked at the sight of her. "Anything wrong?"

"Nope just hoping to talk to you if you aren't busy." She shifted her weight from foot to foot as she stood there not really looking him in the eye. Her t-shirt was stretched tight over her small tits; Dave could see lace trim on the bra she was wearing. The hem of the t-shirt stopped just above the belt of her shorts leaving an inch of tanned belly exposed. 

"Come on in." Dave invited, his insides were shaking like jell-o wondering what this little visit was all about. Even shaking with fear could not stop Dave from taking close up notice of the tramp stamp as she walked by him, a butterfly perfectly centered in the small of her back, her jean shorts barely covered her ass round and firm, Dave felt his cock twitching for release from the confinement of his shorts. 

Kelsey took a seat at the breakfast bar at the kitchen island and Dave stepped safely to the other side of the island hiding his growing erection from view. 

"Do you want a Coke or something?" He asked with his heart pounding in his chest he tried to act casual, forcing himself to look at her face and not at the lace peaking out of the v-neck of her shirt.

"Sure." She smiled shyly at him from her seat.

"Ice?" he questioned as he retrieved a glass from the cabinet.

"Yes please." she looked so sweet and innocent sitting there as he pushed the image of her deep throating the nameless boy's cock out of his mind. He dropped three ice cubes into a glass and set the coke can and glass in front of her. She popped the top and poured the soda into the glass still not meeting his eyes. 

"What would you like to talk about?" he asked swallowing hard and his cock twitched again in his pants, he mindlessly wiped the counter again, trying to keep from readjusted his package.

"Well...um," she took a large swallow of coke from the glass, "I was hoping...that well...what you saw earlier, by the pool. You know me and Brian." she was blushing now the pink flush creeping from her neck into her cheeks. She bit her lower lip and waited for him to acknowledge what she'd said.

"Brian is your boyfriend?" he asked.

"Sort of...we have an agreement." She looked down into the glass of coke and took a deep breath, "listen I was hoping that I could convince you to keep what you saw to yourself, not tell my parents. They wouldn't understand."

"They don't know you have a boyfriend?" Trying to sound understanding, Dave's heart skipped a beat; she was worried he'd tell on her? Holy crap! Relief flooded through him.

"Well, he isn't really a boyfriend." She looked him in the eye finally, "he pays me to ... well you saw." The blush deepened slightly.

Dave chuckled slightly, "I won't tell a soul." he promised.

Suddenly Kelsey's shoulders relax and she sighed deeply. 

"Oh God, thank you so much, Mr. Cashman." The relief was evident as her eyes widened and she grinned at him. 

"Please, call me Dave." He invited, and then against his better judgment, "How much did you charge him?"

"Thirty." she answered without shame.

"You should have charged him more." Dave smiled at her; this innocent little thing sitting at his kitchen counter had charged only half what the professional girls got. "It's not like he did anything for you."

"Yeah, that's true." she answered, "We've had this arrangement for a while, his girlfriend doesn't do oral." Kelsey sipped more of her coke and Dave cracked open a beer, leaning on the counter, he could still feel the stiffness in his pants, trying to draw him closer to the girl like a magnet. 

"Pity for him." Dave commented, "You seem to like it though." She laughed and relaxed some more. 

"Since we are being honest with each other Dave," lowering her eyes again, "Do you mind if I ask you something?"

"What's that?" he sipped some more of his beer.

"Did you, uh ...you know, get any enjoyment out of it?" She raised her eyebrows at him. 

Now it was Dave's turn to blush, the heat rising in his cheeks.

"Yes." he answered honestly.

"Tell me?" her voice was soft and hushed now, the shyness creeping back as the air in the room turned dangerously electric. 

"I...uh jerked off while I watched." Ashamed as he was to admit it Dave knew it was what she wanted to hear, "It was unbelievably sexy watching you like that." Dave looked up expecting to see disgust on her face, but instead she looked thrilled. She smiled at him again, her eyes sparkled and Dave wondered if he'd completely lost his mind. His cock was throbbing incessantly now, aching for release and he couldn't help but stare at her lips soft and shiny with gloss. Momentarily lost in the desire to slide his cock over her lips and feel her tongue caressing his shaft, Dave moaned audibly at the fantasy. He started a bit when she slid off the barstool; his fantasy interrupted as she stepped around the counter and faced him. Kelsey bit her lower lip in a sign of slight indecision then with a deep breath she committed to the last step toward Dave. 

Her hands were shaking as she reached for his belt; coming back to reality Dave reached for her hands to stop her. 

"You don't have to do this." He said, "I promise I won't tell." It took every ounce of strength he had to hold back when all he wanted was to fuck her mouth right there in the kitchen. She looked at him, confused.

"I want to do this." she stated with conviction, "I've never been with anyone ...like you before."

Dave knew she meant "old" when she said like him, and he smiled, she continued "no charge." She was on the verge of pleading with him as he stood there her small hands on his belt. 

"One condition." he stated firmly looking down into her eyes, "You have to cum too."

Her face lit up in agreement, and Dave released her hands, he let her undo his belt, his cock was singing for joy now, humming with anticipation. He skimmed his hands along her ass feeling the youthful firmness, running his hands up her spine and under her tee shirt he found he bra clasp and released it, pulling her shirt up over her head forcing her hands away from his cock, he knew he needed to move slower or he was going to spew all over her right there. He found the button on her shorts and let them drop to the floor, she deftly stepped out of them and Dave noticed that she had kicked off her flip flops, naked save for a tiny pair of black silk panties Dave was in heaven. Tugging the panties down over her hips he let those slide to the floor as well.

"Let me look at you." He begged taking a step back, her tits were perfect, tiny pink nipples stood at attention as Dave slowly took inventory of her body. White triangles of skin stood out against her golden tan, her pussy was bare, waxed clean, and Dave nearly came at the sight of it. 

Without a word he grasped her by the hips and lifted her onto the counter, Kelsey gasped as her backside hit the cold granite, but Dave didn't stop, he leaned forward making his intention known and licked the inside of her thigh, Kelsey moaned softly and shivered at the contact with his tongue, she spread her legs wider for him, and he nearly lost it at the sight of her glistening pussy. With two fingers he spread her lips gently revealing the bright pink bud of her clit, Dave dove in licking her clit with his tongue probing and insistent as slid a finger into her pussy. Her pussy was so tight and wet; he licked and sucked, fucking her with his fingers. Kelsey moaned deeply throwing her legs over his shoulders he felt her muscles start to contract as the orgasm started to take hold of her, she was breathing heavy now her moans coming closer and closer together. Dave licked and sucked until the orgasm subsided and then he stood looking down at her. 

"How much do you charge?" She asked looking at him through heavy lidded eyes, a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.

"Freebie." He said and lifted her off the counter, carrying her into the living room he set her on the couch and stepped out of his own shorts, stripping off his shirt, he stood on front of her naked, his cock bouncing up and down in time with his heart. 

"Oh!" she said, "That's a lot bigger than Brian's." Kelsey practically jumped up wrapping her hand around his shaft. Standing there he reached out to cup her tiny breasts, his thumb and forefinger trapping her nipples, pinching gently. She kissed his chest and then began trailing kisses lower until she was kneeling in front of him, eye level with his cock her tongue skimmed lightly over the head, wetting it slightly. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she cupped his balls in her hand, then just like with Brian earlier, she gripped the base of his cock with one hand and slid it into her mouth. Her mouth was hot and wet, her lips sliding up and down his shaft rhythmically, Dave felt his balls tighten and whispered,




Being Neighborly Ch. 02



Usually on Saturday mornings, Debbi and I have a nice breakfast together. We make a quick run to the grocery for some fresh fruit and make our meal. It’s one of our marriage rituals. I was knocked out from the action the night before and figured Debbi was equally exhausted. But I faintly heard the front door slam shut, and when I reached for my wife in the bed, she wasn’t there. I guess she made the weekly run without me. It was a wonderful morning. Debbi opened the curtains before she left and the sun rays poured into our bedroom. Plus, I woke up reliving the wanton, liberating sexcapades with Debbi and Sam. My penis had its regular morning hardness pushing through my briefs, but with the soothing sensation of complete satisfaction that comes from having sex. Truth be told, I felt sexually insatiable. A few hours removed from one of my biggest orgasms and awesome sex, and I was hornier than the night before. I definitely wanted some more action.

I got out of bed and went to the kitchen—hard dick and all—for a glass of orange juice or water. I was still trying to shake sleep from my eyes when Samantha came into the kitchen. She was wearing one of Debbi’s white terrycloth robes. Her hair was ruffled and she was barefoot. Sam held the robe closed with her left hand and her breasts cleaved between the opening. A slight tingle of erotic sensation rose in my testicles and my dick twitched from the sight.

“Good morning…” Sam said as she smiled brightly and slyly. I looked at her from the corner of my eyes and smiled back with a seductive grin on my lips.

“Good morning, love,” I returned. “How you feelin’?” Samantha continued to approach me.

“Wonderful.” The closer she came, the more my attention went away from my pursuit of a beverage to watching my sexy neighbor draw near. For a split second, I thought about the lack of clothes I had on in Sam’s presence, then forgot about being modest. All the polite manners went out the window last night in our mini-orgy. Besides, at the moment, a silent sexual tension was building in the kitchen, and I wanted Samantha to get a look at my wood beneath my boxers. She did and it caused her pupils to dilate.

“I bet you’re not thinking about John anymore!” 

“Ummm…not anymore,” Samantha responded. There was a hint of lust in her voice I read without having to look at her. And if I happen to be mistaken about that, it was confirmed the following second when Sam ran her smooth fingertips down my spine. I turned around to face her and found Sam’s firm and full breasts standing bare in front of me. Her pink nipples stood erect and ready. Her inner thighs rubbed together in seductive anticipation. It dawned on me that this is what Samantha wanted last night, and probably every night since the first time we met: A one-on-one encounter between the two of us without my wife Debbi to interfere. We crossed a lot of lines last night, but Sam wasn’t too sure that Debbi would be open to her good friend fucking her husband right before her eyes. Safer to be a voyeur and cum from the view than to kill the mood with the wrong move. 

“So, where’s Debbi?” she asked, looking around the room playfully as if she didn’t already know Debbi stepped out. I went along with the game.

“Debbi left a little while ago to go to the store. Who knows when she’ll be back.” As I spoke to Sam, I closed the space between her exposed front and my bare chest. I slid my hands inside the robe and pressed my body against hers. Sam’s flesh quivered from my touch. Deliberately, I grinded my crotch against her crotch. Samantha gasped in heat. I even saw a thin film of sweat break on her forehead. She looked as if she’d been waiting all her life for this opportunity to arrive. The softness of her skin and the naked lust in her eyes brought my swelling cock to a dull ache. 

We went at it.

I kissed her, quickly putting my tongue in Samantha’s open mouth. The moans started coming as we gyrated over and over on each other. Sam had a handful of ass in her hand and was hastily removing my briefs. I moved from her mouth to her breasts, circling with my tongue and sucking her nipples hard enough to make her wince. As I went from one mound to the other, my left hand was stroking and petting Sam’s wet pussy. I was aggressive with Sam and she loved every second. It made her crazy, wild. She let Debbi’s robe fall to the floor and pulled my face from her chest. We stood face to face, butt naked. My fully erect penis rested on Sam’s belly button. She took my cock in her hand and squeezed it firmly.

“I’ve always wanted to suck that big black dick of yours,” she told with a raw nature in her voice. 

“Then get down there and suck it.” Samantha wasted no time. She licked her right hand greedily and was stroking my cock the next second. I watched her jerk me off like a master watches his help handle household chores. The action was getting more intense every moment. Sam squatted low to the kitchen floor and began to blow me vigorously. She had no shame as she licked all over my cock and balls, then doubled over again sucking my balls and entire shaft. I filled her mouth pretty good, but it was obvious Sam was no stranger to giving a man a blowjob. In fact, when Sam put her middle finger my asshole as her mouth came down to my balls, it was all I could do to keep from cumming in her mouth. I had a handful of her blond hair in my hand, firmly pushing myself deeper inside her mouth. It was savage sex and we both reveled in it. All the more hot and steamy.

I pulled Sam upright to her feet. All the while she was low to the floor, she focused on satisfying me, but now I could see her pussy lips were wet. The tiniest stream of Sam’s sexual secretion spilled from her hole. It was definitely time to take care of her the way she took care of me. I lifted her naked ass onto the island table top and placed her on her back. The heat in her eyes intensified. As I figured, Sam was like my wife. She loved being manhandled by a strong man.

“What you gonna do, daddy. Lick me or stick me?” 

Saucy wench, she was! Even on her back with my dominant hand holding her down, she was still feisty. I decided I’d tease her body until she broke down and begged me. I took my penis in my hand, pulled her over to the edge of the counter top and rubbed my cock head all over Sam’s outer lips and clit. Then I put my head just inside her wet pussy and quickly pull out. Again and again, I played with my friendly neighbor like this, slapping my genitals against hers, mixing her wetness with my own, and build the anticipation of sex. I licked and sucked her golden tanned inner thighs before I buried my face onto her slick vagina. Samantha squirmed and cried out like a wild animal. I was relentless down there. There wasn’t a moment I allowed distance between my lips and tongue on her kitty. Sam’s guttural sounds echoed off the walls of the apartment. I made her holler. 

I was ready to bang Sam like a screen door. Precum continued to come from my meat. My balls were full of semen. My head felt icy hot to me, desperate to penetrate and feel wet pussy all over. 

“Get over here.” I grabbed her off the marble counter top. Standing up, I positioned Samantha just above my bulging penis in the air. She knew exactly what to do. With one arm clinging to my neck, Sam directed my cock with her free hand inside her pussy. As I went in deep for the first time, we both sighed hard. The look of Samantha’s face had shock, delight and a slight hint of pleasurable pain. My cock was raging hard and it obviously was the biggest dick Sam ever had inside of her. I worked my way deeper into her and started to pound sweet Sam. I wanted this for some time. Right there I fucked her. In and out, in and out of her in the middle of the kitchen. We grunted and screamed as I impaled Sam. Her legs dangled over my black muscular thighs. Her toes curled. Her tits bounced against my chest and I loved it! I was in there so deep, I thought I would lose my mind.

I took Samantha off my cock to take her against the island from behind. I slid in her and did it raw. I had two handfuls of full wonderful tits in my hands, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. Our skin slapped together as I pumped inside. Sam cried out for me to keep on fucking her brains out. I was almost ready to pop my load, but not before I sampled Sam’s shapely ass—one of her best physical attributes. I put her down on all fours on top of the robe, told her to prop her ass in the air, and I guided my tool to her asshole. 

“Ohhhh! Fuck my asshole, baby! Fuck it, fuck it FUCK IT!!” Sam was bold, but my cock between her cheeks was overwhelming her because clinched down on me in spasms. I continued to stroke in and out her ass slowly while I rubbed her clit from behind. Soon I had a rhythm going inside her butt because even her pink asshole was naturally lubed and slick from the sex. Samantha bucked hard and exploded. She let out a final scream to announce her orgasm. Her cum leaked out her pussy, down her thighs and onto Debbi’s robe. I felt the muscles inside of her convulse and that triggered me to cum in Sam’s delicious ass. I didn’t bother to pull out, but I could feel my semen shooting in her anal cavity, making it silky and smoother than before. I pushed inside her as deep as I could. I stayed hard inside Sam for a while as we tried to catch our breath. Our sweating bodies glistened in the sunlight, completely satisfied and spent before noon. Just then, a thought crept back into my mind, I hope Debbi doesn’t walk back into the apartment and find us like this…



Being Neighborly Ch. 02



My neighbor Emma has been settling into my neighborhood for a while now. She goes to school at night, online. When I get home from work, I typically check in with her to see if she needs anything.

She's a good girl, she likes to cook for me, and I like being around her.

Tonight, I'm going over to change out her air filters. This takes all of 10 minutes, and then I walk into her study. She looks very studious with her glasses perched on her nose, her book on her lap, her legs crossed as she sits in front of her monitor. 

She smiles at me as I walk in.

"Hi honey, I'm finished," I tell her as I lean over to kiss her.

Her arms move around my neck, she whispers, "care to play?"

I whisper back, "sure...what about your studies?"

She grins, "heard of study breaks?"

I smile broadly and answer that indeed, I have heard of such things, as I walk over to her nice, soft bed. I'm not wearing much, just shorts, my legs splayed open as I lean into her pillows, looking over at her.

She answers me breathlessly, "I'm ready to come over there and slide in next to you"

I ask, "What are you waiting for?" as my shorts start to rise.

She gets up, stretches her arms above her head, takes her glasses off, pulls her shirt over her head and slides her pants to the floor as he hops into bed, straight into my open arms.

My cock is rock hard under my shorts as I feel her body's heat, her soft skin touching my chest as I cup a breast in one hand, kissing her soft, smooth neck. 

She tells me I have too many clothes on, which she works to fix quickly, running her hands under my waistband, over my ass, sliding my shorts down and off.

My cock gets harder still and throbs as I watch her pull off my shorts. She climbs onto me, my hands quickly find her breasts as she leans over to kiss me. I tenderly rub my thumb across her nipple, so hard yet so soft as my tongue seeks hers. 

She wiggles her hips over mine, just under my belly, not touching my cock, teasing me

I kiss her harder as I raise my hips, my cock searching for her pussy, whispering, "You bad girl."

She whispers back, "very bad," as I arch a little higher and she reaches down to bite my neck playfully, caressing my nipples as her pussy grazes my cock head.

"Yes, you are very bad," I moan as she slides further up my chest until I raise up more, my cock jumping at her lightest touch as she leans her hips back, barely touching my throbbing member. I reach around her ass and grab both cheeks, spreading them as I try to control her movements, pulling her forward as I reach up with my mouth and take her left nipple in my lips. 

She grinds her ass into my hands, whispering, "you know I love your hands there, baby."

Pleased, my fingers find her rosebud and start to explore as I continue to suck on her nipple. She lets one hand glide down to her pussy, the other to my cock, as I keep playing with her ass. Her hand guides my steel-hard cock to her waiting, wet, ready pussy.

She slides down as I thrust into her, pulling her down as her wetness engulfs my cock. She tingles as I fill her; that first thrust so precious. 

I push in deeply as she rides her clit against me again and again. Her thighs clench around mine as her pussy clenches around my cock. I grind it deep into her wetness as she holds it tight, squeezing hard before she raises herself off of me, only to slide back down. Holding again, clenching, before she goes back up, and I pull her back down, her breasts bouncing over my face.

I can feel her wet pussy grabbing my cock as I lock on to a breast, loving the feeling as she rides up and down, my cock going deeper. It's been slow, steady, and hard so far, grinding down completely with each thrust, but she's starting to move a little faster. 

She is riding me hard as I buck into her and I hold her ass to control her. She reaches her hand down next to my head as she leans over me.

I grab her ass with both hands, forcing her down as I thrust hard into her, hitting her cervix, so deep. My strong arms hold her as the strokes become harder, deeper, and faster.

She starts to quiver as I hit the same spot over and over. Her legs clench even tighter around me.

"Fuck me, baby" I whisper into her ear, as she rides me even harder, even tighter, she cums all over my cock, her pussy shaking. 

"Yes, fuck me harder," she's barely breathing, shaking, as my balls start to tingle, and she clenches still harder around my cock. 

I can feel my orgasm building, as she milks me, her thighs squeeze even tighter, her feet under my ass, pushing me deeper into her as I start to cum, she starts to come again, both of us quivering, shaking, 

I feel my cum shoot deep into her, spurting in as she gushes all over me, our bodies shaking with each thrust. 

It feels so good, with me pumping deep into her pussy, she milks every drop with her tight pussy, pulling me in deeper, as I keep sending my cock in further, sending waves of pleasure with each stroke. 

She looks down at me, resting with me still inside her, softly clenching, gently pulling me in tighter still, I rub her ass as she leans her breasts down onto my chest, both so satisfied and spent. 

Her face nuzzles into my neck, kissing me softly. My hand moves up her back, to her hair, she is practically purring as I rest, watching her back rise and fall with each breath, our warm juices flowing over my groin.

We're quiet, as she nuzzles into me, relaxing as I continue to rub her back from her neck to her ass. She warns me, "careful baby, you're going to make me horny again!" I smile up at her, "I thought you were still horny." 

She answers playfully, "you know it's not hard to get me that way." 

I answer quickly: "the thought of sucking on your pussy has been dancing in my head as I'm laying here." 

She challenges me, "that thought could turn into action easily!"

Now energized, I pull all the way out and whisper "baby I NEED to taste your pussy right now."

She grins, happily gliding from me, leaning back. I turn around, to my side, her pussy at my face and hold her inner thighs and reach out and softly start to lick her wet pussy, spreading her labia.

I lick and suck on her juices, tasting my cum mixed in as I work up and own her pussy. She moans as I rest a thumb on her clit as I work on her pussy, applying steady pressure, as I lick and suck, slurping to clean up her very wet pussy.

She relaxes as I suck on each lip, licking my cum that is still flowing out. As I move up her slit, I start to tongue her clit very softy and can feel her hips moving slowly, grinding into my face. I expose her clit completely and tongue it softly, sucking it into my mouth, humming as I flick, working my tongue around and around, sucking and licking, tasting so wonderful.

It's so sensitive. I look up to see her smile as I work softly, sweetly, barely breathing over her clit until I move back to her work on her lips again, sucking and licking each one, pulling them out to lick her on the inside. Until I move up each side until I get back to breathe over her clit again, then back to the bottom. She moans deeply as I keep sucking and pushing my tongue into her pussy, pumping it in to fuck her with my tongue, then again back to her clit.

I can feel my hard cock throbbing, pre-cum at the tip, as I keep licking her yummy pussy. 

She reaches down to taste me as I continue to suck her pussy. Her tongue circles my cock head, opening her mouth over me, she licks my shaft slowly, starting at the tip, all the way down, circling the base, she works her mouth over my balls, breathing on them, then sucking one in, licking it, moving her tongue all around it, kissing it as she releases it and moves to the other. 

Her hands pump my shaft while her mouth caresses my balls, then her tongue works its way back; short strokes near the base, then licking along the back of my shaft, circling the tip again, spending extra time at the ridge. Her hands around my shaft, her mouth meets her fingers as she bobs her head over me, up and down, in and out as I fuck her face. 

I bury two fingers in her pussy and play with her clit with my thumb as I watch my cock go in and out of her lips. She pauses, releases me, then licks the shaft along the back, suckling on the cockhead, and places her fingers on the spot just under the head, squeezing gently, then harder. Feeling her lips on my cock head drives me wild. She sucks me in deeper until I hit the back of her throat. She releases me again, kissing just the head, licking, sucking, circling it with her tongue, then she covers me again. I hold her head as I fuck her face, pushing in deeper and pulling out, as her hands caress the base of my cock and my balls.

My cum is building up pressure, as I continue fucking her face. When I pull out she whispers "I'm ready to taste you, to lick up every drop," as her face goes back down over my cock. I arch my back, ready to explode, as she keeps sucking, harder and licking, faster, squeezing my balls, pulling me in hard, releasing me, milking me, swallowing every drop. She grins as she leans back to swallow more, and keeps sucking, licking me clean until not one drop is left.

She gushes over my fingers, cum pouring over me, so I lick her clean, and bury my face in her pussy until both of us are spent, clean, and totally relaxed.

She scampers off of me, puts her clothes back on, slides her glasses onto her nose, and goes back to studying, as I roll over and drift blissfully to sleep.



Being Neighborly Ch. 02



Waking up the next morning I had breakfast, took a quick jog, showered, then got dressed for work. Kissing my husband goodbye just as he was going to bed I drove off to my part time job for the next several hours. My body may have been at work yet my mind was day dreaming about last night and what I had done with Terrell. Just thinking about it turned me on a little. I know it was wrong, that goes without saying. It felt so good not only having sex with him and his massive black cock because God knows that part really, really felt good! The other part was the attention Terrell was giving me that my husband John was usually too busy for. Granted that was only physical attention but it was still lacking in my marriage and seemed to be the only thing that way. 

When work finally ended I drove back home again. Getting out of the car I starting walking towards my front door when I heard Terrell's voice. Looking over I saw him in his doorway motioning for me to come to him. Walking over I told him I didn't have much time to talk since I had to get dinner started before John woke up. Terrell looked at me with an evil grin.

"That's fine with me. I didn't wanna talk anyway and I'll make it quick" he said. Before I even realized what he meant he was already pulling me by the arm into his place feeling me up right away. I told him I didn't have time for this. That John would be up soon and was expecting me and was no way I was going to do anything sexual with him now. In less then three minutes I was bent over the table next to his front door. My hands gripping the edge holding tightly. My skirt was pulled up, panties draped around one of my ankles, and Terrell's hands wrapped around my waist as his big black cock was being thrust in and out of me. I am not going to complain at all, it felt so fucking good and a great unexpected surprise. For a quickie it went on for a while, at least eight or nine minutes. Until finally Terrell let out a deep moan and shoving it all in as he coated the deepest parts of my pussy with his cum for a second time. Once he pulled out I quickly pulled my panties back up, adjusted my skirt, and hair. Terrell gave me a short kiss before I darted back over to my house. The moment I threw open the door John was walking down the stairs into the living room having just woken up.

John gave me a kiss as he headed for the kitchen sitting down to read something in the paper. I went into the kitchen to start making dinner. As I stood there I could feel something wet on my panties. "Holy Crap!" I thought to myself. I never got a chance to clean myself up after having sex with Terrell and now his seaman was leaking out onto my panties. Bad enough he cums a lot but now to have it soaking my underwear and more so when my husband is not ten feet from me. Quickly as I could I finished dinner and was going to excuse myself to change when John insisted that I sit down and eat first. I made a few attempts to leave but he was having none of it. As I sat there eating the only thing I could think of was what was going on between my legs. Eating as fast as I could I stood up to leave when John jumped up blocking me. I asked him to let me go just as he kissed me deeply and started to feel me up. Looking me in the face he asked if I were in the mood since it had been too long since we had made love together. "Holy crap again!" ran through my head. He wants to have sex. How the hell would I explain how a black man's seaman made it into my panties and more so into me? 

"I can't tonight John" I said pulling away. "I'm not feeling well. I have to run up to the bathroom." John understood letting me go as I dashed upstairs. Taking my clothes off I found the crotch of my panties wet and already getting a white stain on them. Cleaning myself up I balled the panties and tossed them into the hamper to be cleaned. Fuck that was too close. Glad that John bought that excuse. I didn't see Terrell for another two days until I went out for my morning jog. I actually passed him on the street and we talked and walked back to our houses. I explained what happened after the last time we had sex which made Terrell laugh, a lot. I told him it wasn't funny yet he sure as hell thought it was. As we passed by his place he asked me if John were asleep yet? 

"I think he is. Why?" I asked. 

"Good, then he won't be missin' you" he replied as he wrapped his hand around my arm leading into his place. Without even thinking I followed. The second we closed the door behind us he kissed me deeply on the lips, tongue and all. Breaking the kiss not long after it started he stared right into my blue eyes. "I know it's only been a couple days but I've been needin' you bad girl. Already so fuckin' hard" he said as he placed one hand on the top of my head and another on my shoulder, pushing me downwards to my knees. I was now facing right at his crotch with his hard on pressing against his pants.

"I think you know what I want right now Marisa" he said looking down at me. I had no doubt what he wanted at all. With a smile on my face I told him I'd be happy to as I started undoing his pants. Pulling them down along with his underwear his massive black cock jumped out, hard as a rock and pointing at my face. Wrapping my hand around it I slowly stroked it before moving my face closer. Running my light pink tongue up and down the long black shaft a couple of time then around the big head just before sliding it between my lips. Looking up at Terrell's face to watch his expression I slowly guided it into my mouth. My lips were stretched as wide as I could possibly get them around his cock taking it as deep as I could into my mouth.

Now I know it might seem odd to a few people out there but I am one of those woman who actually likes giving blowjobs. It turns me on. Hell, I already was and I just started. I'm not sure why yet there was something extra hot sliding Terrell's dick into my mouth. Just the sight of my pale hand wrapped around his big black shaft as I glided it in and out of my mouth, running my tongue around it, etc. Terrell grabbed the back of my head as I did my best with my mouth to give him pleasure and using my left hand to stroke his shaft at the same time. 

"Yeah that's right white girl, suck that big black dick!" he said as he tightly held the back of my head. I don't know why but just him saying that got me so wet it isn't funny. I never thought being called 'white girl' would turn me on. 

"Fuckin' hot to see that wedding ring on your hand while your holdin' my dick. Your husband not knowin' his lovely white wife is on her knees suckin' a big black cock. You gonna kiss him with that mouth?" he said with a laugh. 

I was enjoying this and would have gladly finished him off with my mouth. Terrell had other ideas in mind. Three or four minutes into is he pulled my head away. Asking him if something was wrong he told me no. That he considered letting me suck him off but was more in the mood to have me ride him instead. Helping me to my feet he kicked off his shoes, pants and underwear before taking my head. Leading me up the stairs into his master bedroom. He has a big, spacious bed that didn't look like he had made it in some time. Letting me go he walked over to it while taking his shirt off. Sitting down on the edge he moved himself up until he was laying right in the middle totally naked with his dick standing straight up. 

"Come on baby girl, it's waitin' for you" he told me. Reaching down I removed my sneakers then placed my thumbs under the elastic waistband of my gray spandex jogging pants sliding them down my legs and kicking them off my feet. That was followed by my thong panties which hit the floor along with the rest. Terrell was stroking his dick the entire time. Walking over to the bed I climbed up. Moving around I positioned myself straddling Terrell. His dick was sitting right in front of my crotch and as I bent down to give him a quick kiss I could feel it poking into my belly button. Joking I told him that was the wrong hole to stick it in causing him to laugh.

"Now Marisa move up and slide that big black dick into your tight white pussy. I want in there real bad baby" he ordered me. Leaning forward I lifted myself up using my thighs and propped my upper body with my left hand placed beside Terrell's right shoulder. With my right hand I reach between our bodies grabbing his bare cock lining up the head's tip with my very wet hole. I spent a few moments running it around both to get it wet for entry and to tease Terrell a bit.

"Fuck girl what you wantin' for? Sit down on it already" he nearly pleaded. With a smile on my face I used my upper body weight to put pressure down onto him. This seemed to help it go in a little easier then it had before as the head forced it's way into me, spreading me open for him. Even with that help though it took some effort to work him in. He's still big and I'm still tight. Then again my daily keigel exercises help with that. Eventually it disappeared all the way in to his pelvis literally impaling me on that massive black pole of his. Sitting straight up I moved my hands to his lower stomach as I slowly rocked my hips back and forth. Could feel him moving around deep inside of me as I did that. Was so damn hot and so damn good. Terrell reached up fondling my breasts over my shirt. 

"What me to make that easier for you?" I asked. He told me he would. Pushing his hands away I grabbed the hem of my tee-shirt pulling it up and over my head, tossing it off the bed. That was followed by my sports bra in the same manner. Terrell quickly reached up again, playing with my bare breasts.

"Love your fuckin' tits Marisa. Now ride me baby!" he told me while rubbing my nipples. This caused me to moan. Looking down at Terrell I told I would give him the ride of his life but I wanted to cum too. "Then lean back on your hands as far as you can like this baby and rock on my dick. I'll rub your clit at the same time."

Doing as he said I placed my hands behind me and arched my body backwards. I slowly began to rock my pelvis back and forth on him. Terrell did as he promised as he started rubbing my clit with his thumb. It felt very, very good! The mixture of feelings, him rubbing outside while his cock was rubbing around me inside. I was moaning in no time at all. I continued like this for a short time before I could feel myself building up to a big orgasm. Terrell told me this position looked hot since he could clearly see that his whole dick was inside of me. He asked me if I wanted to cum around his black dick? I told him yes. Asking me if I were close I told him I was.

Terrell - "Then say it, tell me exactly what you wantin' to do. You wantin' to cum around this big black dick ain't you? ... Tell me!"

Me - "Yes! Yes I do! I want to cum around your big black dick baby!"

Terrell - "Now that's a good fuckin' white girl. Cum around that dick my fuckin' married white slut!"

I was almost there as it was but the last couple things he said for some reason drove me over the edge. I screamed loudly as I had a big orgasm while Terrell was in me. My whole lower body was shaking as it subsided. Once my body calmed down I sat back straight up and looked down at that large black man under me. Smiling I thanked him and said I was no going to return the favor as I leaned down over his body and began to slide up and down his dick. Terrell moaned as I teased him by just letting the head move in and out of me a few times before sliding all the way back down. I rode him hard and fast. By the look on his face he enjoyed every second of it and spent a good amount of the time playing with my breasts. Eventually Terrell explained that he was getting close. He grabbed my waist and was now thrusting upwards every time I moved down. 

"Fuck keep it up Marisa!" he moaned. "Almost there! Gonna shoot my hot black seed deep up in your little white cunt! Oh fuck!" He let out a deep moan as he pulled me hard all of the way down onto him. Holding my waist tightly he held me where as he went stiff under me. Like he promised I could feel his hot seaman exploding deep into me, coating my cervix and pussy for a third time. I just sat there as he emptied his testicles into my body staring down at him, seeing the pleasure in his face as he finished cumming. Once his body relaxed under me I inquired if he was finished. He told me he was and was getting soft. Pulling up and off Terrell his now flaccid dick fell down on his leg. Even soft the damn thing was still huge! I can't linger long as I could already feel a small stream of his seaman running out of me. Going into his bathroom to clean up when I came back out he was still laying there. 

"Fuck that was so fuckin' good Marisa. We should exercise like that more often" he said with a wink. Smiling back I agreed as I began to get dressed again. Once I got all of my clothes back on I gave Terrell a kiss on the cheek thanking him and headed back home. When I got in John was already in bed so I took a shower, kicked my legs up and relaxed for the rest of the day. 

As time went on things went well. My husband relationship with my husband was going well with no changes. My relationship with Terrell was basically the same as well. The one main change that made me feel very strange and off was the one between my husband and Terrell. They became more friendly towards each other and even spent time over at his place a few times. We have also hung out in the hot tub with Terrell. Terrell said he didn't see any problem with it more so since John had no idea what was going on between us. I personally felt a little funny at first when ever I saw my husband and Terrell together. If for no other reason then I had been having sex with Terrell around three or four times a week, sometimes more, for the last seven weeks. By Terrell's count we've had sex one way or another over twenty times already. How do you act normal with your husband when he's standing next to the man you've been having an affair with? We both did our best though to act normal. Thankfully I had been able to get Terrell to put shades on his windows so my husband won't catch us just by looking in from our place.

My husband came to me on Saturday morning asking me if I wanted to go out and join Terrell at his place. He had invited us over to hang out for a while and in exchange John had offered for him to come over for dinner. I had no problem with it. Taking a shower I got dressed in relaxing clothing. Nothing special, panties, bra, tee-shirt, shorts, and sneakers. We then went over to Terrell's house. For the next few hours we sat around talking while John and Terrell mostly played with his gaming system. After some time John mentioned it was getting late so he said it might be time to go so he could shower before eating and I could get dinner started. As I stood up to leave with John we were interrupted by Terrell. 

"Hey, why doesn't Marisa stay a little longer?" he asked John. "I just fell bad since she didn't get to play much so if it's okay with you John she can stay and play a few rounds with me. Then we'll both come over together and I'll help you guys with the cookin'." 

John was more then fine with it as Terrell handed me a controller starting a new game up. No sooner had John closed the front door behind him then Terrell paused the game. Without saying a word he took a few steps backwards towards his couch. Undoing his pants he let them drop to his feet followed by his boxers. His big black cock may have been soft but was still long and thick as hell as it hung down between his legs. Terrell sat down on his couch, kicked the clothing off his feet. Spreading his legs open he looked up at me with an almost evil expression.

"So, ready to play Marisa? Get over here now baby an' get down on your knees and suck my dick" he said pointing at the floor directly between his legs. I laid down his game controller and moved over towards him. Dropping to my knees I moved up between his. Terrell took this time to take his shirt off which was in the way. Leaning down I slowly ran my tongue up his dick. In no time at all it was rock hard and massive as ever. Reaching up I went to grab it with my right hand when he stopped me.

"No, baby girl" he said pushing it away. "Use the left one. I wanna see that weddin' ring of yours while your pale white hand's wrapped around my dick. Fuckin' hot knowin' you're married to a white guy who has no fuckin' clue you're over here suckin' my big black dick an' likin' it too. Seeing that finger with that ring on while you're strokin' me is the hottest fuckin' thing I've ever seen."

"Gladly" I told him with a smile. Reaching up with my left hand this time I wrapped it around his shaft as I leaned in, sliding the head into my mouth. Terrell grabbed the back of my head as I began to give him a blowjob. Only time he took his hand off was to moved it around my side to rub one of my breasts. This was really turning me on and Terrell could tell. He told me to undo my shorts and to start rubbing my own pussy while I sucked his dick. I did as he said, very willingly. He reminded me to use my right hand since he didn't want me to take my left hand off his cock. Rubbing my clit I was soon moaning around his dick. I couldn't believe how wet I was already.

"That's it baby, suck that black dick like a good little white girl! Want you to cum with my dick between them pretty pink lips" he said holding my head tightly. He didn't have to tell me since I was on the verge of an orgasm. Rubbing myself faster I could feel it building just before it hit me hard. I screamed out in pleasure and Terrell made sure to hold my head in place. My sounds of ecstasy muffled around his black cock in my mouth. Coming down I looked up at Terrell who had a massive grin on his face. Now it was his turn as I ran my tongue and lips all over his cock. Doing my best to give him pleasure. All my effort paid off as he began to thrust up into me and began to moan more often and louder.

"Shit baby almost there. Keep it up! Suck that black dick like a good married white slut!" he said just before moaning loudly. Grabbing my head tightly he shoved his dick into my mouth far until I was nearly choking on it. That's when he came as I felt the hot streams hitting against the back of my throat. I have never had seaman in my mouth before and Terrell wasn't giving me any option. Having to swallow it all down into my stomach as fast as it shot into my mouth. I hadn't expected this at all and did my best to deal with it. He stayed in my mouth until he was nearly finished. Pulling out he told me to keep my mouth open and to stick out my tongue. I did as he asked. Terrell then placed the head of his dick against the tip of my tongue. With a hand tightly around his shaft he made several upward motions, getting the last few drops onto my tongue. 

"Now swallow it Marisa" he ordered. I'm not sure why but I did as he asked. When finished I stood up and readjusted my hair in his mirror as Terrell got dressed. Together we went over to my house as John had just finished getting dressed. Cooking dinner and enjoying a meal together you never would have guessed what me and Terrell had just done. Even more so my husband never caught on at all which was the best of all. It might seem strange but I loved John a lot. I really had no feelings for Terrell other then friendship and sexual. I only lusted after him. And as of now there seemed to be no end to our affair together. If only because we both got out of it what we wanted or needed.



Being Neighborly Ch. 02



Dave woke the next morning to his stomach rumbling and a mild headache. He had never gotten around to grilling that steak last night opting instead to polish off the rest of the six-pack in his fridge while watching a ball game on TV. He felt a mild shame at what had occurred the night before remembering the taste of her young pussy. Kelsey had gotten off of his lap and strode naked into the kitchen silently pulled on her shorts and top, tucked her bra into her purse and left thanking him for the Coke on the way out the door. She had left him staring at the closed door naked in his kitchen confused and wondering if he had done something wrong. 

He relieved himself and padded down the stairs into the kitchen to make coffee. Popping three Advil into his mouth to combat the headache he pulled eggs and bacon out of the fridge and made himself breakfast. Shaking the cobwebs out of his head and pushing the memories of last night aside he ate his breakfast silently and placed his used dishes in the dishwasher. His bare foot brushed something soft on the floor against the counter and he bent to pick Kelsey's panties up off the floor. He couldn't help but smile at the mental image of her legs spread with his face buried in her pussy. You're a sick bastard. He thought and brought the panties upstairs with him tossing them in with his laundry as he shucked off his boxers and showered. Showered and shaved Dave dressed for his day. As he backed out of the driveway he noticed Kelsey's car was not in her driveway and felt a mild sting of disappointment. 

Dave completed his list of errands stopping at the dry cleaners and then completing his weekly grocery shopping. As he cruised the Health and Beauty section he stopped and added a large box of condoms to his cart. High hopes. He thought with a smile. If nothing else he'd be prepared if he had another opportunity with Kelsey. He'd been satisfied with last night's oral activities but if he got another chance he was definitely going to want to fuck that tight little hole. He had a million fantasies about her now, and he hoped every one of them would become a reality. He silently chastised himself for getting greedy. After all what the hell did a beautiful 18-year-old want with a dried up old fucker like him. Dave pulled into his driveway still fantasizing about Kelsey's pussy and carried his groceries inside. He opened the box of condoms and began stashing them here and there around the kitchen and living room, if he ever had the opportunity he didn't want to be more than an arms length from one. 

Satisfied he had enough stashed down stairs he jogged up the stairs with the rest of the box and placed it in bedside table drawer right next to the astroglide he had used while jerking off yesterday. The tube was mostly full, he only used when he was watching porn, though he thought if he got the chance he probably need to lube Kelsey pussy just so he could slide in without hurting her. The thought caused his cock to stir and he automatically stepped to the window. Gazing down at his neighbor's pool his breath caught in his throat. Kelsey was lying on her back on a purple beach towel draped over the lounge chair. 

Sweet Jesus...

She was completely naked except for her sunglasses and she had moved the chair to give him a full frontal view of her nakedness. Instantly his hand was in his shorts pulling his cock free, he stroked himself once, then twice and silently wondered if he was dreaming. Her perfect body was shiny with oil from the tanning lotion, we watched as she reached to the table beside her and picked up a square blue object he guessed was a cell phone. She pressed some buttons and then moved the phone to her ear just as his landline squealed a ring. Reluctantly he stepped away from the window and answered.

"Hello?" he hesitated.

"I can't see you anymore, come back to the window." Kelsey was calling him.

"Okay." He obliged taking the two steps back to the window. 

"That's better," she said, sighing into the phone, "Do you like the view?"

"It's perfect." He answered, his hand wrapping back around his cock as he let his shorts fall away. "Absolutely beautiful."

" Not too bad from here either, though it could be better if you lost the shirt."

Dave stripped the shirt over his head in compliance.

"Nice." Kelsey replied, "Tell me Dave, did you have fun last night?"

"I had an incredible time." He was stroking himself now, wishing he still had the lube out.

"Think you'd like to do that again sometime?" She teased.

"Oh, I think I could handle doing that a couple of times a day for the rest of my life." She had spread her legs slightly now, her fingers working their way down her stomach. 

"Really? I could go for that." She said as her index finger reached the cleft in her pussy, Dave watched as she teased her own clit rubbing and spreading her lips with her fingers. 

"Maybe you could stop by later?" Dave asked, his breath quickening as he watched her dip her fingers into her pussy. 

"How about 5?" Kelsey's voice had taken on a husky quality while she fingered herself and talked to Dave at the same time. 

"Uh...sounds good." Dave was having trouble concentrating on the conversation as he worked his hand up and down the shaft of his throbbing cock. Pre-cum was glistening on the head of his cock now making it slippery as he pumped his fist up and down. He was breathing heavily into the phone now watching as she finger fucked herself. She was whispering into the phone now, moaning softly. 

"I forgot to tell you Dave," she teased, "I loved the way you licked me last night."

He moaned again, he couldn't seem to form any words as the pressure built in his cock, "and," she continued "I loved the taste of your cum."

It was all Dave needed to hear, "Fuck!" he exclaimed as cum shot out of his cock all over the rug again.

He could hear her giggling as she disconnected. The phone clicked softly in his ear. Funny. Dave thought as he lay back across his bed, cock still dripping, Phone sex wasn't one of the fantasies I had. 



Being Neighborly Ch. 03



Sunday had arrived so quickly it seemed, and due to the wild (not to mention delicious) events that took place over the last two days with Calvin and Debbi, I still hadn’t finished my work for tomorrow. After Calvin and I had our tryst all over the kitchen yesterday, all three of us seem to settle back into being just friends again without saying a word. It was Calvin and I didn’t want Debbi to suspect what we did together while she was getting groceries. We weren’t sure how Deb would take it. She didn’t inquire about anything, but I sensed that despite all efforts to play it cool, Debbi knew something was going on. 

Calvin was in the living room watching football and Debbi got into a cleaning mode all of a sudden. I prepared my briefs and legal paperwork at their computer in the bedroom undisturbed. After a few hours passed, Debbi came through the bedroom where I was and showered in the adjacent bathroom. 

No problems.

But when she closed the bedroom door quietly so Calvin wouldn’t hear it shut, I became nervous. She set on her bed behind me and started to apply moisturizer on her body. Debbi was practically naked with only a towel covering her. With just passing glances, I knew she looked stunning with her wet black hair clinging to her shoulders and the moisture on her body making her smooth Hershey chocolate skin glisten. 

“Sam. Come here” I heard Deb say to me in a confident, stern, knowing voice. The hairs on my neck stood up and I was terrified. In my gut I knew she knew I fucked her husband yesterday in her home. I was in trouble. I stood up at the computer desk and slowly turned to face Debbi. She had her bare legs folded and was rubbing a sweet-smelling chamomile lotion on them that gave them that sexy shine. As I came to her, Debbi’s eyes stayed on me. 

“While I was gone at the store yesterday, what did you and Calvin do?” I should have been honest with my best girlfriend, but I was scared and the first thing I thought to do was to lie.

“Nothing.”

It didn’t sound too confident or convincing.

“Oh really, Sam? You sure?”

I broke down and came clean.

“Okay, Deb—But listen, please.”

No acknowledgement, just a cold stare she gave me.

“I didn’t mean for things to go so far...You know I think Calvin is so sexy, and there he was in the kitchen looking good. And we started flirting, and his dick was so big and hard in his underwear. Things led to more things and—“

“You fucked him, right?”

“I’m so sorry, Deb. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to disrespect you…” This was a nightmare come to life.

“I can’t believe you went there with my man! YOU FUCKED MY MAN IN MY HOUSE!”

“I’m sorry. Please forgive me.” Tears began to form in my eyes. I was ashamed of actions and myself. I was hoping Calvin would hear the commotion and come to my aid, but the door remained closed and I heard no footsteps.

“No, you scandalous bitch! You’re going to pay for disrespecting me and mine!”

Debbi unfolded her chocolate thighs and I braced myself for a physical attack. Instead, as smooth as a criminal, she spread her legs wide open, showing me her bare, flawless pussy. She leaned back on the bed, propping her body up on her elbows with all the control in the world. My eyes caught glimpses of her in flashes: Debbi’s beautifully manicured and painted toes. The color contrast between the bottom of her little feet and her black skin. Her gold anklet. The fullness of her lips and the way she licked them in slow circles. The way her dark chocolate nipples stood up and apart. The way her body swayed and the way the forefingers on her right hand were moving up and down on her vagina. I went from feeling fear, to temporary confusion to feeling wet. I didn’t understand what was happening, but I certainly enjoyed watching it.

“Get on your knees.” Debbi instructed. I paused for a moment, but quickly dropped to the floor.

“Come to me” she said, and I did. I crawled to the bed until I was face to face with Debbi’s pussy. 

“If you can be my husband’s bitch, you can be my bitch, too.” Debbi told me. I wasn’t completely sure, but I started to think that this argument was part of a ruse. A way to turn up the sexual heat of the weekend. But Debbi wasn’t letting me in on it just yet. She continued to rub herself slowly, teasing me. Taunting me. Debbi’s body language was saying to me what she didn’t need to say. Our bedroom eyes locked on each other and without words, I started in on Debbi’s thighs. I hungrily ran my wanting tongue over her skin, working my way closely to her wet pussy. She tasted so sweet. The closer I got towards her fingers, the harder I sucked on her flesh. Working between Deb’s legs, I knew that she too was a sexual conquest I coveted along with Calvin. The sex beast within me was once again unleashed and all I wanted was pussy against my face. Debbi inched her sweet crotch closer to my mouth and reached for the back of my head. 

“Lick it. Lick it clean!” She said and I was ready to oblige. I put my fingers on her to feel her wetness for myself. I slipped one of my fingers inside Debbi and tasted her. Her eyes rolled back in her head. This experience promised to be just as delicious to her as it was to me. I remembered how Calvin played with me between my legs with my back on the marble counter top—licking, then sticking his dick in me. I was going to do his wife the same way. I put my tongue at the bottom of her pussy and licked Debbi all the way up to her clit. Immediately, I dipped two fingers inside her and twisted them a little while I was in there. Debbi’s body jumped some when I penetrated her and her head fell back in ecstasy. The next time I licked my neighbor, I flicked the tip of my tongue in her asshole and snaked it back up to her clit. I sucked on it, hummed on it and made it hard. 

Then I got down to business.

I constantly licked and sucked on Debbi’s clean-shaven pussy. She kept bucking and gyrating on me, but I held her legs open from the outside and kept my entire mouth on it. My own wetness soaked my own panties. We both moved up on the bed and I quickly stripped myself of my workout shorts and wet undies. Debbi held my head again and pushed my face up and down her tender flesh. Each time, my tongue slipped into her as I held it out.

I came up the length of her body with my breasts stout with sexual excitement sliding against Debbi’s naked upper body. We kissed passionately when our lips finally met. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouth. Debbi had my top off in no time. She had her hands full of my breasts and she worked my nipples to full erection. We lay facing each other on the bed. Debbi had her fingers pushing inside me and I had my fingers inside her. We gyrated against our hands. We sucked each other’s nipples. We kissed. We were two ladies getting worked up and having good fun. Debbi removed her fingers from my pussy and put them in my mouth. I licked them, sucking every drop of my juice off her digits. I wanted more action for sure. My face must have revealed my desire because Debbi seductively kissed my body and went down on me to return the favor. 

She had control of me from the moment she took her first lick. Besides Calvin, I wondered if I was ever as wet with a man as I was right now. And the excitement was about to build once again, because Debbi quickly positioned her lower body up towards my chest, gesturing for me to lick her too. Within moments, Debbi and I both had our mouths full our each other’s pussy in the 69 position. I swear I was in heaven. Debbi ate pussy a lot better than I did, and I couldn’t keep up with her. All I could do was finger her holes and do my best not to come faster than I wanted because I desperately wanted to savor my first time with a woman. 

“Hey honey” I heard Debbi say with bated and elated breath from between my thighs. It was the only way I became aware of Calvin standing and watching in the bedroom doorway, naked with his semi-hard penis dangling between his thighs like a rope. Debbi moved off of me and Calvin entered the room. He got on top of me and kissed my lips, my breasts, my thighs until he was were his wife was. 

“That’s right baby, get her ready for this dick.” 

I paused within myself for a moment. What dick was Debbi talking about? I quickly turned my head to look at her and was surprised again.

“Did you honestly think I was out all yesterday morning only buying food for the house, Sam?” was Debbi’s answer to the stunned look on my face. There she was, deliciously naked and snapping the last hook to the harness of a brown colored strap-on. She poured lube all over her hand and her ‘cock’, letting some fall to the floor as she stared into my eyes. Simple, yet erotic. A woman always seems to know what makes a woman hot. Debbi stroked the cock in her hands like a prized weapon in her arsenal, prepping for use on me. She climbed back onto the bed with Calvin and I. Calvin removed himself from licking and Debbi placed her body between my thighs, ready to fuck me. She slid it right inside me slow and deep. Debbi held my hips and penetrated me. Not wanting to be left out of action, I saw Calvin get behind his wife’s juicy ass. When she jumped and gasped, I knew his dick was penetrated her tight hole. Debbi talked dirty to me and I pinched my nipples. Calvin had worked himself inside his wife’s ass and gyrated on her, and that forced her to sink the strap-on deeper into me. I was out of my mind all over again and could feel my orgasm coming on.

But my kinky neighbors continued to tease my body some more. 

Calvin pulled out of Debbi’s asshole and Debbi took her strap-on out of me. I felt the pangs of frustration because these two sex machines refused to take me over the top as I desperately wanted to. Calvin laid down next to me. He told me to lift my body off the bed. He held me there partly in the air and placed his naked muscular body beneath me. My muscles clinched against my own body’s will because my neighbors were about to expose my sexual palate to its lewdest act yet. I felt Calvin’s penis poking at my backdoor, his hands spreading my ass open for imminent entry, and I saw Debbi position her body (as well as her strap-on) to split me in the front. I cried in surrender as Calvin’s hardness traveled slow, yet relentlessly inside my ass. At the same time, Debbi found her opening and plunged into me. Calvin’s black arms held me like a bear as I became a sex slave to my first double penetration.

“Now you’re going to cum like we want you to,” Calvin whispered into my ear. 

“That’s right.” Debbi said, then took a long naughty lick of my wet flesh. 

It was like they were dancing with me as they bumped and grinded into me in rhythm. Their hands were all over my body—grabbing this and squeezing that. Every mention of me as the cream filling in their Oreo sex cookie drove me deliriously mad. Their words were as searing as their bodies smothering my orifices. All I could do was cried out and beg for more. 

The talking stopped. The humping picked up and the grunting between us all became louder and louder. I slid down onto Calvin’s penis, and up onto Debbi’s strap-on over and over, again and again. I could feel my orgasm rising to the surface. After all the ebbing and flowing of sexual play, I knew I was going to explode. Calvin, Debbi and I were sweating, panting and cumming closer. Impaled on two poles, I couldn’t hold it any longer. I screamed and convulsed as wave after wave of orgasmic sensation rushed over me and shook my entire being. When Debbi pulled the strap-on out of me, she was greeted with a hot splash of my juices on her chest. Calvin grunted loudly and popped inside my ass for the second time. My muscles felt his hot cum swimming inside my rectum and triggered another shot out of my pussy onto Debbi, who now shot fake hot cum out of the strap-on on my heaving, wet body. It was nasty and delicious. I was completely broken and deflowered and experiencing one of the best times of my life. Debbi collapsed on me, mixing our sweat, heat and cum together between our bodies. Thoroughly satisfied, I drifted into sleep. And the last on my mind was my pathetic ex-boyfriend. I couldn’t even remember his name…



Being Neighborly Ch. 03



My neighbor has been coming over almost daily since I moved in, not long ago. He's quite handy with tools and I love to cook for him. He's very easy on the eyes and quite talented in lots of ways. 

I'm always happy to see him, not surprising really.

This weekend he helped me build my new bed. The first thing he noticed once we put it together and put fresh linens on it I that the top of the mattress is level with the tops of his thighs.

It didn't take much encouragement for me to lose my clothes and scamper onto the bed. 

He stood next to it, let his jeans fall to the floor and pulled his shirt over his head as I scooted to the edge, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He looked down at me, smiling, and asked "see anything you want, Em?"

"Just you," my quick reply.

He looked down on me, his eyes traveling all over me as I leaned back, languidly. 

He said, "you look wonderful, babe," as he reached over, grabbed a pillow to put under my ass, squeezing and massaging my breasts as I groaned in delight. 

I scooted closer to him, lifting my pussy, ready to take his cock. I've been ready for him all day, my pussy throbbing as I watched him work. 

His hands rose to my nipples, rolling them between his fingers, pinching them lightly, as I kept arching toward him, and my legs drew him closer. I tilted my pelvis up and down to tease his cock. My hand reached for it and rubbed it over my slit, my clit, ready to have him impale me.

He asked, "think you will get my cock so easily?"

I answer simply "Yes! It's so hard, and I'm so ready!"

He leaned forward, moving his cock back, as he kissed my face and ran his hands down to my breasts. 

My heels dug into his ass to draw him closer.

He still resisted, "what makes you think you'll get me so soon, babe?"

I saw his cock; it's hard as steel, pointing straight at me. 

When he asked me whether I want it, I didn't even answer, I just grabbed it, and placed it on the opening of my pussy. 

He leaned over me and pushed it all the way in, as I drew him closer with my legs. I sighed with relief when he told me, "come on baby, clench on it now!"

My legs pulled him in deeper and my pussy tightened around him, so he could barely move back out, thrusting so hard, so deep, his pounding so sweet. 

Then he was like a piston, with starting with short strokes, pulling almost all the way out, then back in, each stroke becoming deeper, and impossibly longer and harder. He kept me right at that edge, his cock coated in my rich juices, and though he tells me how beautiful it looked, I barely registered anything.

I could hardly breathe as he asked me to bear down on it even harder as he drilled deeper, until suddenly he stopped moving completely.

He looked down at me, smiling, waiting for us to be in the same place. Only when he sees me totally there does he start to push in deeper, squeezing my breasts while he massaged my clit. He drove in and out relentlessly, throbbing urgently.

"I want it to be mine, baby," he told me. I gasped that it already was, closing my legs even tighter and clinging to his chest with my arms. 

There was no part of him far from me as he moved his face closer to mine, kissing me as he rammed ever deeper into me.

He paused again; I looked up at him, pleading for him not to stop. He held me tighter as his pace quickened. My arms moved more tightly around his shoulders, squeezing him into me with every limb. He moaned, asking me to grab him harder still as I clench, grip, relax, and clench some more, pulling him in deeper as I started to quiver, throbbing over his cock as he kept rubbing my clit.

My breathing was ragged as I clenched my legs even more tightly around him, and he whispered what I so wanted to hear: "I am going to fill your pussy with cum, baby"

I grab his ass to hold him in, begging him, "please, baby! Now!"

My legs trembled as his cock jerked inside me, pulsating steadily, trying to keep him in longer, milking him, but he would have none of it. He slid his cock out, and knelt at the edge of the bed, sliding his face to my pussy, licking the cum, moaning as his tongue lapped gently and my legs moved over his shoulders. 

He kept licking between my lips and up to my clit. He was so gentle, so sensitive, still I could barely take it. He was delightfully tender as he spread me wider, flicking his tongue over me, barely even grazing my clit, breathing onto it, almost resting as he lightly lapped it from side to side, so gently. 

I was still in bliss; knew he wanted more.

I crawled onto my knees, moving more deeply into the bed to make room for him to climb up behind me.

I looked back at him, coyly, biting my lip.

"Baby, you keep wiggling that ass at me like that, and I'll forget all about being a gentleman."

It's hard to appear innocent when you're naked and on your knees, but I gave it my best shot. 

He raised himself up, his cock rock hard, leaning over me and whispering, "are you sure, honey, but you haven't ever . . . "

"Baby,"

"Yes, sweetie,"

"While you were working so hard today, I got us some presents. Open the drawer of the nightstand." "No honey, other side!"

He reached over me, and I wiggled underneath him. I cleverly put my purchases on other side of the bed knowing he'd then have to reach over me and I could tease him some more. I'd bought not one, but three different bottles of personal lubricants, a variety pack of condoms (pleasures for her, him, flavors, colors), and a starter pack of graduated toys.

I was quite full of myself, working the innocent part as much as possible given I was naked, full of cum, and propositioning a man sporting a beautiful erection. He asked me what I wanted him to do.

Like a little minx, I wiggled my ass some more and whispered, as innocently as possible, "Honey, I don't know. I'm sure you'll think of something?"

He smiled as he opened the first bottle. "Hmmm, maybe I'll pour some of this on that ass you've been shaking."

He rubbed it in. It felt so nice as he kneaded my cheeks and played with my ass. He pushed one finger in gently, starting to stretch me. As I moaned in delight, he added a second, stretching me still more. He added a third and could go deeper now, and did as his other hand gently played with my pussy. 

He pulled out his fingers to lean in closer, resting his cock against my ass. 

He told me to relax and pulled me over him slowly, gently, as his other hand kept sliding up and down my slit, teasing my clit.

He asked me to push a bit, until he slid in, all the way, and I could feel his balls against my ass.

He tugged on my hips as I pushed back and forth, clenching my ass around him as though it were my pussy. Quickly, he took over, grabbing my hair as I writhed over his cock, pushing deeper as he went faster. I bucked toward him, rocking my ass over his cock, taking it all in. His balls slapped against my cheeks, the sound driving me wild. 

He reached around to rub my clit, now a bit less gently, as I kept getting thoroughly, totally, deeply fucked. His balls tightened and I was so ready as he pushed in harder, deeper, and faster, over and over again until he erupted in my ass, his cock pulsing, my thighs shaking powerfully, deeply.

He held me tight, wrapped himself around me, kissing the back of my neck with his cock still in my ass. As he eased out, cum started to drip down my thighs. He slid down next to me, pulling me around and draped his hands across me as he kissed the cum from my ass and licked my thighs clean.

I was totally spent as he climbed back up next to me, pulling the covers over us. Sighing, I realized how I happy I was to have found such a great neighbor, handy in so many ways.



Being Neighborly Ch. 03



Dave spent the next three hours willing the clock to move faster, he showered again and called his friend Mike to make plans for golf outing sometime next week. He listened distractedly while Mike bitched about his ex-wife and how he was getting raped in the divorce proceedings.

It was 4:45 when he disconnected with Mike feeling sorry for the poor bastard, but still soaring on the notion that Kelsey would be arriving any moment. He was whistling as he opened a beer and sat at the counter, clad only in a pair of shorts waiting for the knock at the door. He heard her footsteps on the porch moments before the knock but waited a few seconds to open the door, lest he seem sad and desperate. Tonight she was wearing a mini skirt of stretchy fabric and a sleeveless button up top; the top four buttons were undone revealing another lace-trimmed bra. High-heeled sandals showed off recently painted toenails and she smelled like fresh flowers. 

"Hi!" she chirped her eyes sparkling.

"Hi there." he answered lamely, momentarily stunned at her beauty. 

She dropped her bag on the floor and threw her arms around his neck as he pushed the door closed. His cock was instantly erect as she kissed him parting her lips and delicately probing with her tongue. Her lip-gloss tasted like cherry and Dave reached around to cup her ass. The skirt was so short that when she reached up he bare ass cheeks were revealed. Dave sighed deeply at the thought of no panties under the skirt and kissed her back even more deeply. She rubbed her stomach against his cock feeling the length of him pressed against her. Parting momentarily for a breath of air Dave opened his eyes. Tugging his hands she pulled him toward the living room.

"I've been waiting all day for this." She confessed to him as she unbuttoned his shorts. He'd left the belt off in anticipation of tonight and she pushed his boxers down toward his ankles. Dave was naked now and he began pulling at the buttons on her top while she wrapped her hands around his cock. He unclasped her bra from the back and waited as she tossed the shirt and bra aside. Rather than puling her skirt down he tugged up on the hem instead sliding the fabric up to her hips he slid his hand between her thighs and whispered "Me too."

Her cunt was slick with juice and his finger slipped right in while she moaned with pleasure. She continued to tug on his shaft while he finger fucked her, sensing that she was nice and hot he stopped, hoping that he could slow her down a little and draw the pleasure out. He waited for her to open her eyes.

"Tell me what you want." he asked playing with her nipples, spreading the juice from her pussy along her tits, knowing that he would lick it off later. 

"I..." placed on the spot she hesitated slightly "I'm not sure." Dave smiled at her shyness.

"You must have thought about it a little bit." He teased pinching her nipples between his fingers.

"I want to ride you." She said softly, "Will you show me how?"

"You've never been on top before?" Dave was taken aback by the confession and the plea to be taught excited him even more. She shook her head and looked away.

"Before yesterday the only orgasm I ever had was with a vibrator." she flushed slightly, embarrassed. 

"Oh well then, let's fix that." Dave sat on the couch and reached into the table drawer. Kelsey watched as he ripped open the condom and deftly rolled it onto his cock. "Climb on." he invited opening his arms. Kelsey straddled his waist knees on either side of him. He noticed she was shaking a bit as he guided his cock beneath her pussy. She lowered herself onto him gently easing his full thickness in slowly allowing her tight wet hole to stretch as it swallowed the length of his cock. As he gave her time to get used to him, he licked and sucked at her nipples hands caressing her ass as she moaned softly. 

"How does it feel?" He asked. "Am I hurting you?"

"God no!" she gasped.

He moved his hands to her hips and began to rock her back and forth on his cock, she picked up the rhythm quickly making whimpering noises as he helped her ride his cock, soon she was bouncing up and down with his thrusting, slick with sweat his sucked her tits and tried not to come when he felt her pussy tighten and constrict around his cock. She threw her head back in wild abandon as she rode him.

"Fuck yes!" she cried as she came violently moaning and heaving for breath. 

Dave's cock was close to bursting and he held her in place so as not to lose control. He listened to her breathing even out as the orgasm subsided. Dave was amazed that she had never been on top before, and laughed as she brought her eyes back into focus. 

"Are you sure you've never done this before?" He teased her and she smiled this time rocking back and forth on her own she placed Dave's hands on her breasts and rode him again. Her second orgasm came faster and Dave was having trouble holding back. Wanting to take back control Dave stood and flipped her onto the couch on her back, not missing a beat she wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips to meet his and he thrust deeply into her pussy. Buried in her wetness he allowed himself to come with a deep groan he continued to stroke into her pussy as he emptied himself into the condom. 

He kissed her lips gently and eased his limp cock out of her pussy. Standing he peeled off the condom and went into the kitchen to dispose of it. He grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and a can of coke and returned naked to the living room. Kelsey was seated on the couch topless though she had pulled her skirt back down to cover herself, he sat down next to her and handed her the coke. She drank silently eyes wide and amused as she watched him sip his beer. 

"Tell me," he said smiling at her, "What kind of arrangement do we have here?"

She laughed easily, putting down the soda can. "Well, Dave, I think we would be called "fuck buddies" in today's world."

"Fuck-buddies?" Dave considered the term, "I guess I can live with that."

Dave reached over and pressed a key into her hand. "It's the key to the side door." He explained, "You don't have to knock anymore." When she looked confused, He went on, "Anyone who rides my cock like that has a free pass to the house. Anytime you feel like stopping by, please do." and smiled at her. 

Kelsey laughed heartily, "Thanks." she said and stood up. "You know my parents are coming back tomorrow."

"I know." he said, "but they work."

She graced him with a devilish grin as she fastened her bra and pulled her top around her. 

"To be honest with you," she looked at him, "they didn't want to leave me alone this weekend. They didn't trust me not to have a wild orgy party by the pool." The irony of the situation was not lost on Dave, "That's why Dad asked you to keep an eye on things."

"Turns out it was me he shouldn't have trusted." Dave smiled wryly, "Pretty sure that fucking his daughter six ways from Sunday wasn't what he had in mind when he asked me to keep an eye on you." Kelsey laughed at the comment and stepped into his arms, looking up, her blouse still unbuttoned, her tiny frame pressed against his naked body Dave's cock saluted again despite its recent work out. Kissing his chest Kelsey looked up at Dave, "I love it when you talk like that."

She seemed embarrassed to admit that she liked dirty talk. The confession turned him on even more and he felt his pulse start racing. "I forgot to thank you for the obscene phone call earlier. Very hot." He added. 

"Your welcome." she said teasing the tip of his cock with her fingertips, "Thanks for the show."

"Did it turn you on?" he asked honestly curious, he'd never jerked off in front of anyone before. 

"Absolutely. I just wish I'd been able to see better." She continued to tease his cock tracing small circles over the head as a drop of pre-cum appeared. Knowing what he was about to offer Dave knew he'd completely lost his mind. 

"Do you want to watch now?" he asked, this girl had asked him to teach her how to ride a cock and it was only fair that he give her something in return. 

"Upstairs?' she asked, eyes wide and breathing increasing with excitement. Stopping to pick up her bag Dave led Kelsey up the stairs to the master bedroom, he watched her tug down her skirt and remove the bra and shirt she'd started to put on down stairs. 

"Can I sit here?" she asked indicating the end of the bed. 

"Anywhere you want." Dave was suddenly feeling a little shy, "I've never done this for a live audience before."

His hands shook slightly as he removed the tube of lube from the table drawer. Settling himself on the bed he leaned back and squeezed the lube into his hand he looked at Kelsey and saw that she had pulled a small silver vibrator from her bag. She was waiting for him to start eyes focused on his prick as he grasped it in the lube-covered hand. Dave closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the vibrator and her soft moans as he stroked his cock. God he was getting so hot listening to her moan. Soon his balls tightened and his pace quickened he was stroking faster, his hand a blur and then he was coming, squirting hot sticky cum all over his stomach. He opened his eyes, when he felt Kelsey shift her weight on the bed. She was crawling toward him, she stopped, hovering over his stomach and leaned down to lick the cum off of his stomach. She moved higher leaning down to kiss him; the taste of his cum on her tongue was sexy as hell. 

"I have to go." She whispered, "Thank you." kissing him again, she slid off the bed and wriggled into her skirt. This time she buttoned her blouse leaving the same four top buttons open.

"Hot date?" he teased, relaxing in his bed, the cum drying on his stomach, he was fully satisfied in a way he hadn't been in long time. 

"Brian." Kelsey confessed, "I told him I'd meet him at 8."

"Charge him more." Dave advised, "Your tongue gives a fifty dollar blowjob."

Kelsey laughed out loud.

"Seriously." Dave insisted, "I've paid hundreds for the things you did for me tonight."

"Maybe I will." she winked at him and tucking her vibrator back into her bag, she blew him a kiss and waved as she flounced out of his bedroom. 

Dave listened as the downstairs door closed. A few minutes later he heard Kelsey's car start. Dave sighed and rolled over, still naked and on top of the covers he thought about the night's activities. Damn. She's a great little fuck.

Dave got up and showered rinsing the cum and pussy juice off of his body. He pulled on boxer shorts and ate cold pizza sitting at the kitchen counter. It was one am when he saw the lights go on next door and he knew Kelsey had gotten home safely. He locked the doors and climbed into bed. He was asleep almost instantly and dreamed of being inside Kelsey's tight little cunt staring down at her tramp stamp while he pummeled her from behind.



Being Neighborly Ch. 04



My friendly neighbor stopped by yesterday after work. As he walked in, he greeted me with a quick kiss and a sweet "How are you?"

I asked him the same, and he told me he was tired from his labors. The perfect antidote to that would surely be a backrub, so I asked him if he needed one. 

His quick reply, "Oh, that would be perfect."

I got up, kissed him properly, and led him to my bed. 

He pulled his shirt off, slipped out of his jeans, and slid onto the bed. I did the same and climbed onto his ass, kneading my hands on his shoulders, hard, and down his shoulder blades. He groaned as my hands moved down his sides and he wiggled into a comfortable position.

I rubbed harder, his shoulders tense, then leaned over to apply more pressure. He groaned more deeply as my hands moved over his muscled back, the palms of my hands digging into his shoulder blades, down his spine to his lower back, as my pussy slid down his thighs so I could knead his ass.

He moved his hands under the pillow, curling it under his head as he let out a soft long sigh.

I kept kneading him, softly, then harder, my hands finding a pattern. When I reached his shoulders, I scooted back onto his ass, and my breasts slid down over his shoulder blades. He moaned with each deep rub, making me want to rub him more, his tight muscles softening as I pressed into them.

I moved over the tops of his shoulders, then down his arms, first his right arm, shoulder, to the elbow, forearm, wrist, hand, each finger. I massaged his thumb, then his index finger, his middle finger, ring finger and his pinkie. 

Then I started back up his palm, his forearm, up his elbow, to his shoulders, across his back to the left arm, down that shoulder, to the elbow, the forearm, wrist and palm until again I got to his thumb, his index finger, middle finger, ring, pinkie, and back to his palm; kneading purposefully as he relaxed under me. 

As I worked my way back up his arm, I turned him onto his back and slid onto his thighs so I could work my way up his belly, over his chest, to his neck, kneading my palms into him, digging in, as my pussy hovered over him until my ass found a spot on his belly. 

I slowed down, as his cock twitching under me clouded my mind. I rubbed into him more gently as I ran my whole body over his, my nipples grazing along his belly and up his chest as my hands moved down his arms. 

Then I pushed my hands into him and asked him to roll once more so I could raise my hips and get serious about rubbing his back, and could pretend I wasn't dripping onto him as kept kneading and rubbing, my nipples and my pussy grazing against his skin. 

He relaxed into the pillow as the heels of my palms on his back kept digging into his shoulders, and over his neck. My fingers grasping, my thumbs digging, I found his knots and pushed into them until I could feel his muscles release into my fingers. 

He was basically butter, until my caresses sent him to sleep. 

I touched him gently, mildly, softly and tenderly until I climbed off of him and covered him with warm blankets. He looked so peaceful he as I snuggled a kiss into his neck and went back to studying. 

I'm learning to read him and his moods. Since I'm hopeless with all things mechanical, and he's both good with his hands and every other piece of his anatomy I've experienced so far, I'd kind of like to keep him around. 

Besides, he lives next door, how convenient is that?

So today, I made him some soup and took it over there when he came home from work. 

I asked him what he did today, and pretended I didn't know he'd been working, so I could be at least a little innocent as I asked him whether he needed someone to slide in behind him and rub on him for a bit.

As soon as he slid forward on his sofa, I crawled in behind him, nuzzled my face into his back, and slid my hands under his shirt.

He encouraged me with a soft "nice," so my hands spent some quality time on his belly before moving up slowly, pushing the shirt up, until, almost by accident, my breasts swayed into his back and my hips rocked slightly as he wiggled his butt back into me. My hands pulled his shirt up higher as my thumbs grazed over his nipples. 

He pushed his head back onto my shoulder, which I interpreted as encouragement, so my hands stayed on his nipples, teasing them tenderly. He cooed softly, squirming in ecstasy.

I pushed the shirt over his head, somehow his arms get out, and my hands returned to their target, rubbing softly, then tugging, then pinching, gently, slowly, hard, insistent, as his arms stay crossed above my head and his back rested against my breasts. 

I kept caressing him languidly, he moaned softly, shivering, as his little nipples stiffened and I breathed into his neck and covered it with soft kisses and long licks.

He giggled and leaned forward, so I took the opportunity to get rid of my shirt and bra before I pulled him back and he started to rub his bulge and wiggled his ass back toward me. 

My left hand started to work its way down his belly and rested on his waistband, rubbing along the inside of it, all around him, as he inhaled deeply. I moved languidly around his middle, barely above his ass, barely above his cock, just touching his skin as I kissed his neck and fondled his nipples with my right hand, languidly moving from one to the other.

Meanwhile, his palm massaged the underside of his cock through his pajamas as I rocked gently behind him, moving my hands down, sliding his pajamas over his cock as he raised his ass to help me.

I lifted up behind him, and he helped me get my pants off before tossing them to the middle of the floor. I kept kissing his neck as he brought his back toward me; I was aching to keep fondling his chest as he kept stroking his rigid cock, teasing his sensitive slit, spreading his precious precum.

I pretended to ignore this as I focused on his chest and his back, and he lifted his legs over mine, spreading wide. As our skin connected my pussy kept getting wetter and wetter and I rubbed it over his ass, leaking profusely as my hands tugged on his nipples and my breasts pushed into his back.

I think he might be observant, as he called out for his maker as my pussy rubbed along his ass, swaying gently. My hands moved under his shoulders, my mouth still on his neck, my breasts still on his back, all grinding smoothly, softly, and gently, into any piece of skin handy; licking, lapping, sucking, tugging, stroking.

Still behind him, I cupped his balls, squeezed them, rubbed him as he rubbed himself, our fingers finding each other as we lifted his balls into his cock, squeezing them, moving one hand around his shaft as my hands covered his and we both stroke. My thumb glided over his shaft with his, our fingers caressed his head as he released drops of himself.

I could not resist. I could not wait. I wanted to badly to taste him, to be pumping and caressing him with my lips and have him fill me completely.

Yet I was behind him, his weight pinning me to the back of the sofa.

Our fingers kept gliding over his head, moving down his shaft, pumping and caressing his rigid cock as we both tugged and pulled, my hands on his balls, his on his shaft, alternating squeezing his balls between fingers and moving up and down his shaft.

When he relaxed more deeply into me, my hand kept moving along his cock, my fingers squeezed his balls, gently at first, testing to see how hard he likes it as his hands kept moving up and down. He pumped and squeezed, lifting his ass off the sofa, raising his hips until my hands find his thighs and pull him higher, our legs squeezing together as he lifted off the sofa and my hands got to knead his beautiful ass, grasping it, pushing it up, closer and closer, toward me as my legs squeezed around him harder and tighter, and my hands found their way to his balls. 

I kept squeezing and pulling and tugging and rubbing, ever faster and harder, until I could not take it any more and climbed around him, onto him over him, and shoved his cock into my pussy to I could start riding up and down on him. I could pull him in close, squeezing hard, clench over him, and my thighs, pussy, all working on figuring out how to squeeze him in deeper. It felt fabulous as my very wet pussy moved over him, my breasts bouncing in his face as he kept pounding into me and I kept grinding down him.

His hands went underneath us to rub his balls as he kept bucking into me, again, and again, impossibly deeply; impossibly hard. 

I looked down at him, smiling, as I squeezed my thighs, squeezed my pussy, and started moaning into his ear, "please! I have to have you!"

With each moment, I become more insistent, until I was practically begging him to fuck me hard so I could feel him melt onto me as I kept on bouncing on his hardness.

When he started to cum, he lifted me off of him and put me between his legs so I could wrap my mouth over his cock as his hands pushed my head down. I started to suck in greedily, swallowing every drop I could find. I nudged my nose up, into his belly, so I could lick that off, lapping and sucking all the way to his belly button, and back.

He tasted so good; I was barely breathing as I licked up every drop and swallowed his seed. My lips found his thumb and my tongue licked it clean before he gently started to caress my face, pulled me up onto his lap, and cradled me in his arms.

"That felt good, baby," he told me.

I agreed, before unwinding myself from him, finding my way back into my clothes, and slipping away after a long, languid kiss goodbye.