0 comments/ 175153 views/ 35 favorites The Neighbors Son By: hammertime Angie was enjoying her first day home from school. A teacher for the last three years at the senior high school, she was glad to be off for the summer. She looked forward to not having anything she just had to do for the next couple of months. This was the part she loved the most about being a teacher. She was already enjoying just being able to lie around the pool in her back yard and work on her tan. She looked extremely good in the skimpy bikini she wore around the pool when she was alone or with her husband Paul. Angie was five feet eight and weighed 120 pounds. Her legs were long and shapely; a perfect match for the luscious body they carried around. Large full breast mounted high on her chest never needed the support of the bras she had to wear while teaching. Bras were something else she would not need until school started back in the fall. Her hair was long and sandy brown. The ponytail she had it tied up in made her look younger than her twenty-seven years. Angie wasn't conceded about her looks. She knew that she attracted a lot of attention from males of all ages. From the time she first started developing boys and men were constantly after her. That she was still a virgin when they married was something of a miracle in its self considering she didn't mind the looks she got from the other sex. Paul was a handsome man that many women had lusted after. He wasn't a virgin when they married but even he hadn't had a lot of experience. They met in college and married a couple of years later when they graduated. He knew that he was a lucky man to have such a beautiful wife. He took pride in other men lusting after her. He didn't have a jealous bone in his body. He even insisted that the clothes she wore be as sexy as possible. This was a problem when she was in school but once out for the summer she was happy to full fill his wishes. On their honeymoon they had gone to the islands. A couple of days there and they discovered the nude beaches. The rest of their weeks stay was mostly on that beach. Paul was just as happy as Angie to be naked before others on the beach. The young couple attracted a lot of attention from everybody. Men and women alike hit on them every day. They didn't take any of them up on the offers but it did make for some heavy sex at night. Angie found out that she liked to see naked men as much as Paul liked to look at the women. All of the people they met on the beach were not young. Some of them were in their sixties and the sight wasn't very pretty. She had come from a small Alabama town and never even thought about black men. Her father would have killed her if he even thought she talked to one. The black men on the beach drew a lot of attention from her. The beach gave her, her first opportunity to see other men nude beside her husband. She found the black men with their large cocks most interesting. Angie and Paul made it a yearly trip back to the island as part of their vacation. They never went so far as to have sex with anyone else but it was exciting for them to see and be seen on the nude beach. It was on these trips that Angie began to wonder what it would be like to have the black men touch her white skin. Back at school she paid more attention to the few blacks in her class. The three years she had been teaching at the High school she had been hit on by students and teachers alike. Her lively personality and refusal to get mad made her a favorite among all the students. Many a hard cock had set through class daydreaming of what she must look like under the stylish skirt and blouses she wore. She wasn't opposed to letting some of the senior boys have a peek down the top of her blouse as she bent over to help them. She found that watching the young guys getting turned on did the same for her. Paul could always tell when something like this happened because of the hot sex that night. Angie was swimming laps when Al came by to ask her what she wanted him to do next. Al was the young son of one of their neighbors. Paul had hired him to do the yard work and keep the pool clean during the summer. He was a tall young black kid that had just graduated from High School and would be going to college that fall. They were the only black family in the neighborhood. Angie liked to look at the young boy. He was really muscled up with large muscled arms and strong legs. He reminded her of the men she saw on the beach. His stomach was a hard six-pack and she just wondered what he had packed in his cut offs. Al stood and watched as his employers wife swam back and forth in the pool. Like all the other young men he couldn't take his eyes from her almost naked body as she swam from one end to the other. He had never been this close to someone who looked like her. He knew enough to know that she was off limits to someone like him. Angie finished her laps and came to the side of the pool. She stood in the water that only came up to her waist. Her arms were propped on the edge of the pool as she looked up at Al standing above her. "Good morning Al. What are you doing this morning?" ""Morning Miss Angie. I was about to cut the grass and I just wondered if you wanted me to start in front or back here?" Even to him it sounded foolish. What difference did it make where he started? Angie looked up at him standing directly above her. His muscular legs were only an arm length away. She could reach out and touch him if she had the nerve. Her eyes moved on up his body to the growing lump in his pants, and then on up to his bare chest. He was the blackest man she had ever seen. Most of the blacks she had in school were at least a little light skinned but Al was completely black. Only the white of his eyes and the pink of his open mouth broke the totally blackness of the young fellow. She remembered that Abe, his father was almost as black but even he was slightly lighter. Her eyes left his chest and moved to his face. Her eyes met his and she realized that he was focused on her tits. Several seconds went by without her saying anything. She had leaned forward with her arms resting on the deck of the pool. The move had opened up her top even more and she knew he was getting an eye full of her chest. Like before on the beach she let him look. She glanced down and saw his cock was now completely hard. Her cunt became moist even in the pool. This brought her back down to earth. "What are you doing letting this young black man see all of your breasts?" She thought. She leaned back and her hands dropped down to her sides. Her breasts were at least somewhat covered. At least as well covered as the suit was meant to cover. She was looking at him when he realized that he had been staring at her almost naked tits. If a black man could turn red then Al would have. He knew he had been caught looking, no, he had been caught staring. He wanted to drop through the floor. Angie knew how embarrassed he must be knowing he had been caught red handed. She also knew that most of it had been her fault. She just smiled at him as she walked out of the pool. "Why don't you just start around here and I can moved the chairs out of your way when you get close to them." She climbed out of the pool and walked towards him. The wet bikini hid absolutely nothing. Her nipples were hard and sticking through the thin material of the suit. The rest of the suit was molded to her body. Again he was staring at her. "Al. Al! Al!" It was the third time before he realized he was still staring at his pretty boss. "Oh! Yes Mam." "Al, we are going to be around each other a lot this summer. Don't you think you need to control your reactions?" "I'm sorry Mam, but I couldn't help my self. I haven't seen many women before." "I guess I should be flattered, but you want get any work done standing around. Now go get the mower and lets get started." He was off like a shot. Angie had to laugh at the way he had acted. She knew that he had seen her in the suit before but she had never seen him act this way. Through out the morning they worked together. He cut the grass as she pulled grass from the flowerbeds and moved the pool chairs around out of his way. She still had on her bikini and found she liked having the young black man sneaking looks at her as they worked. It was almost an hour before his cock finally softened just a little. She did her own looking when he didn't notice. She liked what she saw. He must be fully as large as Paul and most of the men she had seen on the beach. He was going to really be something when he was completely grown. Angie fixed sandwiches for them and they sat down in the kitchen to eat. Once he was seated his eyes went to her breasts again. She saw him but didn't make any commit this time. Boys will be boys and she was glad that she could at least keep his interest. After lunch she went back to the flowerbeds and he cut the front lawn. It was just out side her bedroom window that she found her plants had been trampled down. Her first thought was one of the neighbors dogs had slept in her flowerbed. Then she saw footprints. She looked up and saw that she was right under her bedroom window. Someone had been looking in her bedroom window! Who would be doing such a thing? From the looks of things it wasn't just once. It had happened several times before. Standing up she found herself staring straight at the foot of her bed. It bothered her to know that someone had watched as she and Paul made love. At the same time she found herself feeling a little excitement in the pit of her stomach to know she had been watched. She got the same feeling she had when the people on the beach would stop and talk to them with them all nude. She didn't mention what she had found to Al or Paul that night. Al finished up and she sent him on home even though it was plain to see that he wasn't in a hurry to leave. The day spent with Al was like the days on the nude beaches. It had the same effect on her. She was ready for all the loving Paul had when they got in bed. It was only after her first climax and Paul was bring her to another high that she thought about who might be out side the window watching. At the same time she thought about the watcher Paul had his climax. The thought of someone watching and Paul's hot cum pushed her over the edge again. One thing for sure with Paul she never had to worry about being full filled. He was good and made sure she was completely satisfied. It was at these times she felt guilty for thinking about being with anyone else. Paul was soon asleep as she got up and headed to the bathroom. With the door closed behind her she slipped on a robe and went out the other door. She moved through the dark house to the back patio door. She slid the door quietly open and moved silently out into the dark night. There weren't any lights on that lit up the back of the house. She moved around the corner where she could see the light from her bedroom. Standing deep in the shadows she knew that who ever it was couldn't see her. At the same time if they moved in front of the window she should be able to see who it was. At first she didn't see anyone. Either they had not been here tonight or they had already gone. She continued to watch with her heart beating fast. Then he moved and she saw the outline of a figure as he stood up to look in the window. All she could see was the outline of him and she couldn't make out who it was. All she could tell was that he was a large man. After several minutes of watching he gave up and started back around the house. His path would lead him right past her hiding place. Angie willed herself to be perfectly still. She just knew that he could hear her heart pounding in her chest. He passed close enough that she could have touched him. Then as if he had a change of heart he started back towards the window. The light from the window gave just enough light for her to see that it was Al! When she recognized him she took a deep breath that she was sure he heard. He was involved in watching the window that he didn't see her slip back around the house and through the back door. Back in the bathroom she thought about what she had just seen. It didn't surprise her that it was Al. After all most young men would do the same thing if they thought they wouldn't get caught. She thought about what she needed to do about Al. If she told Paul he might beat the hell out of him or he might just laugh it off. She was never sure with Paul. She knew that he had seen her naked before and Her and Paul having sex. Instead of making her mad it had just the opposite effect on her. She remembered the last year at the beach. She and Paul had finally made love right out in the open. When they finished a group of people stood and cheered for them. It made her and Paul so hot that they made love over and over most of the night. Knowing that Al had watched her and Paul was having the same effect on her now. She dropped the robe and opened the door to her bedroom. She walked slowly across the floor to the bed. Turning she made sure that Al got to see all of her he wanted. Once in bed she reached over and turned out the light. If she could have got Paul awake she would have fucked his brains out again that night. The next day went much the same as the day before. Al showed up just as she was finishing her laps. Again he watched as she got out of the pool and walked slowly towards him. He could picture in his mind her being completely naked the night before. His cock was instantly hard which Angie noticed at once. He couldn't see her cunt and know that she was soaking wet just thinking of him seeing them the night before. That morning he helped her plant some more flowers as they worked together around the yard. She didn't bother to change from her little bikini and he once again only had on his cut off jeans. Both of them spent a lot of time checking the other out. Al couldn't take his eyes from her. The more he saw of her the more he wanted to see. Angie had some of the same thoughts. She wondered what kind of trouble she could get in being with such a young man. She felt guilty about not telling Paul about the watcher last night. There had never been a secret between them until now, and she didn't like it. The lump in his pants had her thinking thoughts she knew she shouldn't have. As the morning continued with the close contact between them she continued to get more and more involved. She had let him have more than just a few good looks at her tits in the small top. The lump in his pants had continued to grow. All this did was make her want to see what he had hidden in his pants. After all, he knew all she had and turn about was fair play. By lunch she had all she could take. She was ready to make her move. She wasn't going to have sex with him but she was going to make him show her what he had not so very well hidden in his pants. Again she fixed sandwiches for them. As she sat across from him at the table she looked up at him and caught him looking at her breasts again. She wondered, doesn't he ever get tire of staring at me? She decided to shock him. "Do you like what you see?" "Mam?" "I said, do you like what you see? For two days you have stared at my tits like you would just like to grab them." He dropped his head in embarrassment but didn't say anything. "What is the matter? If you want to see them why don't you just ask like a man instead of staring every time I bend over? You aren't the only man that has wanted to see them. Do you think you are different from most men?" He finally looked up. "I'm sorry for looking but I can't help my self. You are so beautiful and I haven't ever seen real breasts up close." "Don't be sorry for looking. Men have been looking at me since I was a kid. I am use to it. I even like it. I just don't want to be stared at all the time. What do you mean when you said that you haven't seen real tits up close? Is looking at me through the window not close enough for you?" She was sorry she had said the moment it came out of her mouth. His face fell and she thought he was going to cry. The shock of knowing he was caught was too much for him. He stood up and started to leave the room. He wouldn't meet her eyes as he headed for the back door. "Al. Stop. Come back here." At the sound of her voice he turned and walked back towards her. His eyes were still on the floor. "Look at me." He raised his head expecting her to give him hell but was surprised to see her smiling at him. "How long has this been going on?" "Not but a couple of months. At first it wasn't but once a week but then it got where I came over every night as soon as mother and dad went to bed. I just couldn't stay away." "Do you know what might have happened if it had been Paul that caught you instead of me? You could be dead by now and no one would have done anything to him for killing a peeping tom." "I never thought about that." "How old or you?" "Eighteen." "Why doesn't a good looking boy like you have a girl friend?" "I am just to shy to ask any of them out." "You are to shy to ask a girl out but you can sneak around in the night peeping through windows?" "It is easier this way." "It was easier until you got caught. All you got for your trouble was being able to see a naked woman. You could have done better with your own girl." "Girls my age don't look like you. After seeing you I didn't bother with the young ones." Angie was flattered in spite of knowing she should admonish him for spying. "Have you ever been with a woman?" "No." "Come with me." She stood and led him to the spare bedroom. "Now pull off your pants." "Why!" "You have seen me naked. Now I want to see you." "No!" "Would you like me to tell Paul about you?" "No." "Then pull off your pants. I want to see what has been so hard for the last two days." He reached down and unsnapped his pants and hesitated before pushing them down his legs. He didn't have on any underwear and when his pants slipped below his cock he was naked to her view. For the first time in two days his cock was soft. He pushed them on down his legs and off his feet. He stood before her naked with his eyes on the floor. Angie walked around him. She was sizing him up like a prize steer at the auction. She liked what she was seeing. She stood before him and looked at his soft cock. "It was a lot harder than that this morning. Lets see what we can do to get it up." "Look up at me." He again lifted his head. "Do you want to see my breasts up close? Would you like to touch them?" She looked down at his cock that was quickly getting hard. "Looks like that works." He looked down and sure enough his cock was more than half way back up. Just thinking of her tits worked on him. She turned her back to him. "See that string on the top. Pull it and your wish will be answered." With trembling fingers he reached for the string that held the top on. One slight pull and it came loose in his hands. She turned and the bikini top fell into his hands and she stood before him naked to the waist. Al could not believe she was willingly letting him see her beautiful tits. Many of his fantasies were answered right then. Angie looked down and his cock was fast getting to full attention. She reached for his hands and pulled them to her. She covered each tit with his hands. She gently moved them over and over her breasts. She watched as his black fingers covered her white skin. "Look at your hands on me. Is this what you wanted?" He could only nod his head. He wasn't able to speak. She moved his hands from her tits and dropped them to her waist. She turned them loose and reached for his head. She pulled his mouth to her tit and pushed her nipple into his open mouth. "Suck on it gently." He was afraid to do anything but what she asked. The Neighbors Son He sucked and then let his tongue run across her nipple. She moved him to the other one and the action was repeated. Angie was in heaven. The blackest man she had ever seen was kissing her tits, and it was such a turn on for her. She watched with fascination as his black face covered her white tit. She could feel her cunt beginning to moisten, as her nipples grew hard in his mouth. She liked it when Paul would suck on them and it was even better to have them sucked by this young black man. Her father would kill her if he knew she was letting Al have his way with her tits. She had all she could take without giving in and letting him have everything. She had vowed to herself that she was going to keep on the bottoms to her bikini. It didn't feel like it was cheating on Paul if Al was only allowed to play with her breasts. She pulled her tit from his mouth with a loud pop. She pushed him backward onto the bed. He lay on his back with his hard cock sticking up in the air. She sat down on the edge of the bed and ran her hands over his naked body. She touched his arms and chest before moving down to the object of her fascination. His body, thought hard with muscles, was soft to her touch. He hardly had any body hair on him. She was use to Paul and his heavy growth of body hair. It was just another difference that was exciting to her. Her hands worked lower until she reached his hard cock. With one hand she slid between his legs to cup his balls. They were huge and firm. She knew they held a large supply of juice that she was about to uncover. Al was having the time of his life. His dream of having her touch him was finally coming true. He had thought all he would ever do was be able to sneak a peek at her through her window but now she was next to him with her top off and her firm breast open to his eyes. When her hand touched his cock he knew that he wasn't going to be able to last. He wanted to tell her to slow down but it was feeling to good. He opened his legs to give her hand more room to explore his goodies. She lifted his balls and rolled them between her fingers as his legs moved apart and he pushed his cock up towards her. Turning his balls loose she moved both hands up to hold his big cock. Though she had seen several naked men on their trips to the islands, Al was the only cock she had ever touched other than Paul's. She moved her hands over him, watching his hard black cock as she worked her white hands over him. He was hard, black, and shiny. He didn't feel anything like Paul. She could feel him trembling beneath her hands and knew that he couldn't last much longer. She moved her small hands up and down his cock a few times and before she knew it he lifted his hips and cum shot from the end of his cock. The release of cum was like a pressure valve going off. Cum must have shot at least three feet in the air before coming down on her naked tits. Her first thought was now it would have felt to have such an explosion in her cunt. She didn't have long to think before another and then another shot just as high. She covered the top of his cock with her hands as load after load shot from his cock. He was really making a mess with cum going everwhere. She thought about covering him with her mouth but she never liked to swallow Paul's cum when he came. She didn't mind sucking him but she never took it down her throat. If he did cum in her mouth she would quickly get up and go to the bathroom and wash it away. As Al finished she thought that she might like to taste him sometimes. This was a new though for her. Her hands were covered in his cum and she spread it over his cock. She wiped cum from her tits and rubbed it on his body. His cock that was getting soft was once again hard to her touch. Paul could go a couple of times but he usually had to rest a few minutes in between times. This didn't look like it would be a problem to Al. Al was embarrassed by his short fuse and shooting cum over everything. "I'm sorry Miss Angie, but I couldn't help it." "Don't worry about it. You are just young and inexperienced. Boy, you sure had a load stored up didn't you." She pulled her hand away from him and stood up. "Wait here and I will clean you up." She went to the bathroom and came back with a wet cloth. She moved between his legs and pushed them wider as she washed him clean. By the time she was through his cock was hard again. "Looks like you didn't wear it out that time." Her hands went back to him. Her cunt was completely soaked from the excitement with the young black man. She thought about slipping off her bottoms and letting him slide deep in her wet cunt. Paul can to mind and she went to work on him again with her hands. Al was feeling good again as she worked her hands over his hard cock. He watched, as she was involved in what she was doing. Her big tits were still hard and firm and he reached for them. He liked the way they felt in his hands. He wasn't the only one that liked the way they felt in his hands. Angie shifted her body so he could have more access to them. The more his hands worked over her tits the faster she worked up and down his cock. She knew that he wasn't going to last much longer than before. Knowing he was about to shoot again she leaned lower and took his cock between her lips. She didn't bother to think of the consequences of what she was doing until he came again. The first shot went down her throat. She snatched her head back in surprise and the second one hit her in the face. Her lips quickly cover his cock and the rest of his cum was forced down her throat. Without realizing it she was sucking him and swallowing his cum each time a load hit her. This was another first for her. She found she liked the taste of the young man and she lowered her head and took even more of him down her throat. She also had her first climax while sucking him off. They lay side-by-side and rested. He was on his back and she lay on her side and rolled towards him. Her leg lay across his hot body while she tried to catch her breath. Finally she was the first to speak. "Was this what you dreamed about when you looked through my window?" "Yes mam." "I think we know each other well enough for you to call me Angie now. I'm am not that much older than you." "Yes mam. I mean Angie." "That is better. Al, this has got to be our secret. If this should get out my life would be ruined. No school would have me for a teacher and Paul would kill you." "Yes Mam, Angie, I want tell a soul. Can we do this again?" "I don't think now would be a good time to stop when we are going so good, but we must watch what we do are say when others or around. I like the way you played with my tits. Don't you want to do that again?" "Oh Yes!" His hand reached down and covered her naked tit that lay against his naked body. His other hand moved down over her bare stomach and started under the edge of her bikini bottoms where she stopped him. His hand moving down her bare stomach caused her to catch her breath as it touched her skin. It took all her will power to stop his hand from going lower. She wanted to feel his hand over her cunt just as much as he wanted to touch her, but she thought about Paul and made herself stop him. If she let him go that far she knew that he could go as far as he wanted. "No Al. Not now. I'm not ready for that yet. That part of me belongs to Paul. Anything else and it is alright but not that." He was disappointed that he wasn't going to get to touch that part of her. He had watched as Paul had fucked the pretty cunt each night and dreamed of doing the same. He was encouraged that she had said "yet", which meant there was always the possibility of later. "Will you show me the rest of you?" There was nothing she would have liked better than dropping the bottom half of her suit and letting him have full view of her, but she knew that there would be no stopping him and she wasn't sure she would even want to. "Maybe someday, but not now." They spent the afternoon with her exploring his body and him taking each opportunity to touch her. She sucked him once again and this time with the full knowledge that she was going to swallow all he gave her. He brought her to another climax by sucking her tits. His hand was even allowed to cover her wet cunt through the material of her suit as she climaxed. As she recovered she removed his hand from between her legs. He was really pushing the envelope. That night she fucked Paul like she had on the islands. She lost count of the many times she climaxed. Not only that but Paul was blessed by her sucking his cock and swallowing his cum for the first time. As they lay back to rest he asked, "What brought all this on? You have only been this hot when we were on vacation, and you were around all those nude people all day." She wasn't going to tell everything because she didn't want to get Al in trouble or her either if Paul didn't like it. "Well it was almost like being on vacation." She told him about Al and how he was watching her every move. Even told him how she had teased the young boy by letting him get a glimpse of her tits. "It went on like that yesterday and today. I have never seen a boy so horny." "If I was him I would be horny too watching you walk around all day in next to nothing. Let him get a good look if you want to. It wouldn't be any difference that the ones on the beach." "Yes it is. This time I don't have you here to protect me. I don't want to do anything to upset you." "Nothing you do is going to upset me. You know I like it when other men get off on looking at you. You can tell me all about it at night and we can have some more good sex. I don't think you need protection from Al. It is easy to see that he worships the ground you walk on, and I know that him being black has a lot to do with you flirting with him. I saw how you looked at the black men on the beach. I don't remember you talking about any of the white men, just the black ones." "Most of the white men were over sixty years old might have had something to do with that. The blacks were at least younger. You know what my father would do to me if he knew I was nude around those black men." The talk got them both hot again and she was soon over him, riding his cock as it pushed deep in her pussy. She looked back over her shoulder and wondered if Al was out there. The next day Al was over early. Angie was just going for her morning swim when he came to the door. "Good morning Al. You are early this morning." 'I couldn't sleep just thinking about yesterday." "You need to be careful. Your mother might think it strange you wanting to get to work so early. I am just going for my morning swim, would you like to join me?" He was more than ready. He had on his usual outfit of cutoffs and sneakers. Angie went into the water and he started to follow. "You will get your pants wet and then you will have wear them that way until they dry. Why don't you strip and swim nude? No one will see you back here." He wasn't nearly as shy as he was the day before. He kicked off the pants and stood before her naked. His cock was already hard. "If I swim like this why don't you join me?" Angie had known that was coming, that was one reason she had suggested it. After all he had seen more of her tits yesterday than anyone other than Paul. She turned her back to him. "Would you like to do the honors today?" Al reached for the string that held her top up. A quick pull and her top was in his hands. He tossed it over on the chair with his pants. She turned towards him and he got his first full look of her fantastic tits in the bright morning sunshine. "Oh, they look even better this morning." Angie smiled at him, "Thank you sir. Now do you want to join me swimming my laps?" "What about the bottoms?" "I told you yesterday that what is covered up belongs to Paul. I am not ready just yet to let things go farther." "I want even touch you. I just want to see the rest of you." "You have seen more than you should have of me through the window." "That is not the same. That is like watching a movie that is good but you can't be a part of it. I want to see all of you up close." He was a lot more forceful today than the day before. Angie recognized it and it bothered her a little. She liked being the one to set the bounders. It wasn't that she didn't want to strip for him but she could just feel her control slipping away. "Take what you have and be satisfied. I will let you know when I am ready for more." Al was young but he wasn't a fool. He knew that he had almost pushed her to far and he backpedaled quickly. "Ok, but you can't blame me for trying." Angie's mood changed back just as quickly as it had left. "I don't blame you. I am glad you desire me. Your time may come some day. Maybe even this summer. In the mean time lets just enjoy our time together. I liked what we did yesterday. Don't you want more of that?" "Oh yes! I will take all I can get." She laughed, "I am sure you will." The swimming resulted with both of them touching the other rather often. When the swim was over neither one wasn't interested in yard work. "Come on, I need some help in the house." She led him through the door. She had stopped to pick up the top to her suit and his pants. She carried them both in the house as he walked naked behind her. His cock was hard and swinging from side to side. She didn't stop until they were back in the quest bedroom. She stopped and turned towards him. "You know something we didn't do yesterday?" "Sure, I know what we didn't do." "Not that. You never even kissed me. Don't you want to kiss me?" "Yes, I wasn't sure that you wanted me too." "Well, I do want you too." She moved towards him. As she moved up close to him she reached up and pulled his face down to hers. He wasn't very experienced with kissing any more than the other things she had shown him the day before. Angie rose up on her toes and made connection with her mouth on his. At first the kiss was closed mouth but the feel of her hot tits pressing against his chest and his hard cock pushing against her stomach soon moved the kiss forward. Angie let her lips part slightly as her tongue pushed against his closed lips. It didn't take much before his opened and allowed her tongue. Soon they were searching out each corner of each other's mouth. Angie had been known to have a climax from just being kissed. It was fast bring her back to that state. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach and her cunt getting wet. She knew that today was going to be much different than the first time. She was breathing hard, as was he, when she broke the kiss and pushed him back on the bed. He set down on the edge of the bed with her standing before him. She moved up into his arms as he wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her close and kissed her bare stomach just above the top of her bikini. His hot breath on her body made up her mind for her. "You can slide the bottom off." At first he wasn't sure he heard her right. "What?" "You can take the bottom part off." This time he knew what she said. He brought his hands down to her waist and gripped the top of her suit. He pushed and the wet suit rolled down her long shapely legs until it reached her ankles. She stepped out of them and back into his arms. This time his breath was on her naked cunt only inches from his mouth. His hands came up her legs to touch her cunt. He could feel the heat through the wetness of her. Her legs moved apart without being asked. Her hands pulled his head tight to her body as she moved her hips back and forth over his black face. She pushed him backward on the bed. Then she climbed over his body. Her naked cunt dragging over his hard cock as she moved up over him. Soon she was setting with her cunt at the opening of his mouth. Al wasn't sure how to go about eating pussy but he had heard enough to know the fundamentals of it. His tongue lick out and tasted her warm wet juice that was soaking her cunt. He had never tasted anything to compare. Yesterday he had just wanted to see her naked and now she was offering her pussy to the young black man. His hands pulled her pussy tight to his mouth as he buried his tongue in her cunt. Angie was lost. She had gone farther than she had intended with him. Now she wanted more. She pulled his head tight to her open cunt and thus his tongue deeper. For his first time he certainly was doing a better than adequate job of it. She was on the verge of climaxing when she pulled away from him. "What are you doing now?" "Slide down on the bed." He did as she told him. His feet were hanging off the bed as she moved over him. This time she was facing his feet as she lowered her cunt back down over his open mouth. As his tongue reentered her cunt her mouth came down over his hard black cock. He had heard of a 69 position but this was the first time he knew what it meant. The surprise of her mouth taking in more of his cock than ever before caused him to start shooting his cum up into her throat. His cum in her mouth and his tongue in her cunt brought her off. She was grinding her cunt down on his working tongue all the while she was trying to get more and more of his cock in her mouth. They both almost blacked from the intense excitement brought both of them. Angie flipped around and lay on his chest as she fought to regain her breath. "Al, are you ready for more?" "Do you mean what I think you do?" "Yes," She stretched out on her back. He looked at her lying naked next to him. Finally his ultimate fantasy was coming to pass. "What do I do?" "Just take your time and have fun. The first time doesn't have to be the best time in your life. There will always be another time. Get on you knees between my legs." he did as she told him. Before him was her beautiful white cunt that he had watched through her window as her husband had fucked her over and over. He knew from watching Paul what he should do. Angie spread her legs wide as she reached up to him and pulled him forward until his cock was in line with her open cunt. She picked up her legs and pulled them up on the bed until she had made a saddle to help guide him where she wanted him to go. Her cunt was still open from the furious tongue action she had received only minutes ago. She reached for his hard cock and guided him to her opening. "Push forward a little." He did and she could feel the head of his cock at the opening to her body. He was about the same size as Paul so she wasn't worried about being able to take him. She lifted her hips at the same time she pulled him down. His cock slid into her on the first try. "Good, Now slowly push deeper." He pushed, as she would raise her hips. She was completely soaked so he didn't have any trouble sliding deeper in her hot body. The heat from her body engulfed his cock as he went deeper still. He had never felt anything like it. All the fantasies were nothing compared to the real thing. Soon he had reached as far as he could go in her. "Hold still and just let me feel you for a minute." She pulled his head down and kissed his lips. Their tongues went back to sparing with one another as his hands covered her white breasts. She was starting to feel his cock expand and knew that he wasn't going to last long this first time which was alright with her. She knew that she could climax at anytime her self. Angie lifted her cunt close to his body. "Now work it slowly." In and out he was moving. Each stroke was answered by one of her own. "Oh yes Al! This is good. Keep moving like you are now. Does it feel good to you?" All he could do was nod his head yes. Angie looked across and saw them in the marrow on the bathroom door. What she saw drove her over the edge. She saw her white naked body being fucked by this young black man. It was so much more erotic than she had even imagined it would be. The black on white was too much for her. She screamed for him to move faster which he was more than happy to do. The Neighbors Son Soon he was driving full strokes deep in her white cunt. She had wrapped her long legs around him and was riding each stroke he made. Then she was there. Her cunt quivered as she climaxed. He followed as he empted his balls of all their cum deep in his lovers cunt. The pressure was more than she had ever had before. Each shot went deep in her body as she worked her cunt tight to him for more of his juice. What had started out for her that morning as just having fun and a little teasing had turned into the best sex of her life? He had hardly stopped moving until his cock was hard again. Back to fucking her he went. Soon she was back moving with each move he made. This time it lasted longer but still just as intense as before. It was the middle of the afternoon before she finally had to make him stop. Her cunt was sore from the pounding he had applied for the last several hours. "Stop Al. I can't take any more today." Like most young boys his cock was still hard. "I will be back tomorrow." She let him go but she thought to herself that she was going to be too sore to do anything the next day. Angie dreaded facing Paul that night. She knew she was going to tell him the truth about her and Al. She wasn't really sure how he was gong to take it. She thought he would be all right with it. He never seen jealous when men made passes at her or when she made some comment about other men. What she was really upset about was she knew that there wasn't any way she could have sex with him tonight. Al had left her completely sore. She hadn't been this sore since her first time with Paul. After dinner they went up stairs to the bedroom. Paul knew something was up with her. She had been awful silent all evening. In bed he rolled over and pulled her into his arms. She came willing like she always did. With his arms around her she got up the courage to tell him about Al. She reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. She wanted to be able to read his reactions to what she told him. She set up in bed and leaned back against the headboard. Both her and Paul never slept in pj's. Her tits were exposed with the sheet coming only to her lap. He did the same. "Ok, what is on your mind? You haven't had a word to say all night." "Paul, something happened today. I let things go a little to for with Al." He looked at her. "You did it didn't you?" She dropped her eyes and that was as good as confessing her guilt to him. "Yes." "Want to tell me about it." "Yes, I have to tell you. We never kept secrets from each other before and I don't want to start now." She told him everything from Al looking through the window at them to the days she had spent in bed with the young black man. When she finished she leaned back to wait on his reaction. It was only several seconds but the silence seem like an eternity to her. "I have to confess that I knew it was going to happen between the two of you. You are to sexy for your own good and the opportunity to be alone with him so much was bound to get something started. I knew that when I hired him for the summer job. That and the fact you or fascinated with black men was like throwing gas on a fire." "I am glad you told me. It lets me know that what ever you do I will always get the truth from you." "Your not mad that I have had sex with another man? It is a lot different than just going naked on a beach with a group of naked people." "No, I am not mad. I have always told you that I like for you to flirt with other men and for them to see you in your swimsuit. Even on the beach I wanted them to see you and for you to see them. The summer will be over and he will be gone. Then it will just be the two of us again. Have all the fun want this summer with Al. It will be an education like he would never get in college." "One other thing Paul. We can't have sex tonight. I am just two sore. I can't believe he could get hard that many times. I see you are hard and all I can do for you is use my mouth." He laughed; both of them knew how much he liked her going down on him. Since she last sucked him and took his cum down her throat he had wanted her to do it again. Angie took care of him all right. She sucked and swallowed all he gave her. She was more than happy to give her husband what she knew he wanted. The next morning she couldn't make it out of bed. She was so sore that she hated to even go potty. She had poured her a cup of coffee and was seated at the kitchen table when Al showed up. He had a smile on his face. It was plain to see that he was ready for another day with her. "Wipe that smile off your face. There want be any more today. You like to have killed me yesterday. I couldn't get out of bed this morning." "I bet I can take the soreness out." He picked her up and set her on the edge of the kitchen table. He pulled his chair up between her legs. He reached for the tie that held her robe together and opened it. She didn't have on anything under it. He peeled it back from her shoulders and watched as she sat on the table before him. He pushed her back until she was braced on her elbows. She was watching him to see what he was going to do next. He lifted her legs and lay them on his shoulders. Her bare cunt was naked before his eyes. He leaned forward and gently touched the opening of her cunt with his tongue. Angie jumped at the gently touch, not because it hurt but at how gently he could be. She shut her eyes as the young black man began to lick her cunt. For someone with such limited experience he gave her a tongue bath like she had never had before. For over an hour he sucked and licked her cunt until she was begging him to bring her off. He finally did in his own good time. She just lay back and let him do what ever he wanted with his tongue. The next day the soreness was gone. They spent most of the morning in bed. Angie finally called a halt. "You have to do some work or Paul will wonder why he is paying you. I don't think fucking his wife would qualify as work. At least you are having to much fun for it to be work." The rest of the summer continued the same way. Al fucked her everyday. When Paul would leave for work each morning Al would be over shortly. Most days Angie just waited for him in bed. She loved what the young man was doing to her. She was getting more sex than she had ever had before. Paul was fucking her each night, turned on by the knowledge that the young black gardener was fucking her during the day. All three of them were completely happy. The summer was coming to a close and Angie knew that their time together was about to end. Al would be going away to college and she would be back in class. She knew that she was going to miss all the sex she had been having. There wasn't any way Paul could make up the difference. As the days grew nearer when he would be leaving she found her self opening her cunt up to him more and more. She would watch in the bedroom mirror as the black cock plowed her white cunt. It was a turn on that she was really going to miss. She spent the last day he was home in bed the whole day. She was acting like she had to store up enough sex to last until Christmas when he would be back home visiting. It was the only day that she out lasted him. Al left for school and she still had a couple of weeks before her classes started. She and Paul took their annual trip back to the islands. The first full day there they made the trip back to the nude beach. They met a young black couple about their age and became good friends. For the first time they had sex with someone else on the island. Side by side in bed she opened her legs for the tall black husband to enter her. Paul watched as his wife lifted her cunt up to the black man, then he turned to the black wife and entered her black cunt. The black on white thing had the same effect on him it had on Angie many times before. Soon they were all fucking together. They spent the week with them and fucked much of the time. It was really a turn on for Paul to see Angie with her white long legs wrapped around the back of the tall black man as he fucked deep in her cunt. The trip helped Angie over the departing of Al for a few days. School had started back and Angie had gone back to her more conservative self. Even then she was a sight to behold. She found her self looking at the senior boys in her class and wondering just what each might have to offer. Paul had left for his usual Saturday golf game and Angie had slept in. She had only been up a few minutes when she slipped on a thin robe and went to the kitchen to get the coffee started. The weather had turned cooler and she no longer had the days to spend by the pool. She missed the warm summer days. Most of all she missed not having Al coming to her bed each day. As she poured her morning coffee the doorbell rang. She wondered who could be ringing the bell this time of day. She looked through the sidelight and saw Abe, Al's father at the door. She wondered what he could be doing at her house this early. She and Paul almost never saw him and his wife. She looked down at her robe and even though it was thin she had her gown on under it. She opened the door. "Good morning Abe. What are you up to this morning?" "Good morning Angie. I need to talk to you about Al." "Has anything happened to him? He hasn't been in an accident has he?" While she was talking she had stepped back and he came in the room shutting the door behind him. "No, nothing like that. Actually I came over to help you." "Help me? I didn't know I needed any help. Did Paul ask you to help me do something?" "No Paul doesn't know I am here. I came over to help you like Al was doing all summer." Angie could feel her face turning red. She wondered if Abe knew or if he was just guessing. "What are you talking about. The grass doesn't need cutting this time of year." "Angie quit fucking around. You know what I am talking about. I came over to fuck you. Al has been gone a couple of months and I figure you are in need of a big cock by now." Angie knew she was in trouble as she backed away from him. He continued to move slowly towards her. "Nothing like that was going on with me and Al." "Do I look like a fool to you. No young man would spend as much time over here as he did if he was not fucking the lady of the house. Now I want some of what you were giving him." Angie was afraid, she knew she couldn't stop him if he forced her. "Abe we couldn't do that. Paul might find out about us." "That wouldn't be nearly as bad as your school finding out about you and the students." "Al wasn't my student. He had graduated before he came to work here." Her talking confirmed that what she had denied had actually been going on. "It doesn't make any difference he was still just out of High School. To your boss it would be the same thing." All the time they had been talking he had been slowly pushing her towards her bedroom. She was at the hall door leading into it when she realized where he was directing her. "NO! Abe, don't make me do this!" "Honey I ain't going to make you do anything. You are going to do this all on your own." He pushed her into the room and shut the door behind them. "You want to take off that robe are do you want me to do it for you?" "NO! I can't do this!" The words were hardly out of her mouth when he reached forward and tore the robe from her body. She stood trembling next to the bed in only her thin gown. Her naked body could be seen clearly through the thin material. "Now are you going to pull the gown off or do you want me to do it for you?" Angie knew that she was helpless to do anything but what he told her to do. "No, I will do it myself." Defiantly she pulled the gown over her head and stood before him completely naked. "I hope you are satisfied now." "Not nearly as satisfied as we are both going to be before Paul's golf game is over today. Now, do you want to undress me?" Angie knew that she was about to be fucked in her marriage bed again. This time she didn't have any choice but to do what he said. Thank goodness Abe was a handsome man like his son. At least that part wouldn't be hard to take. She reached for his shirt. If she did the undressing at least she could put off the inevitable for a while. Slowly she took of his shirt. His chest was bare under it. She was surprised to see how well he was built. He had not gone to pot like some older men. His chest was firm and his arms hard with large muscles. She was beginning to feel better about what she knew was going to take place. She reached for his belt and gave it a yank and then pulled the zipper of his pants down. She could see the large bulge of his cock in his pants as she pushed them down and off. He didn't have on any underwear and his cock spring up as his pants dropped over it. Angie couldn't help looking at him as his sex came into view. He was larger than any man she had ever seen before. Al and Paul were nicely built and the husband on the beach had been even bigger than they were, but Abe was larger than all off them, and he wasn't yet fully hard. She could feel her cunt beginning to moisten as she stood before this naked black man. Abe didn't wait for her to finish. He dropped his pants on down and kicked them and his shoes over in the corner. He stood before her as naked as she was. She was the first white woman he had ever seen naked, and he knew he was about to fuck her. He moved to her and caught her arms and pulled her towards him. Angie didn't resist as he pulled her body close to his. She found herself waiting for the touch of his body on hers. She didn't have to wait long as he wrapped her in his arms and leaned down to cover her lips with his. Her cunt turned to jelly as his tongue invaded her mouth and his cock pushed against her naked cunt. Abe wasn't tall but he was a few inches taller than she was. Her naked tits were pressing against his chest. She could feel his cock continue to grow down below. She wanted to look but he wouldn't stop kissing her and squeezing her tits. When he did stop the kiss his lips went to her naked breasts. He sucked and pulled on the hard nipples as he brought her to her first climax against her will. "I told you we were going to have a lot of fun this morning. Angie wished she could slide away and hide from the embarrassment of him knowing he had this much control over her. Abe pushed her backward on the bed. When her back hit the bed her legs flew apart. Before she could close them he was between them. His cock was at the entrance to her cunt. She could feel him now much harder and bigger than when he was first naked. He raised up on his arms and looked her in the eyes. "Reach down and put my cock in your cunt." She hesitated. "I know you want it so why don't you do us both a big favor and put it in?" He was right; she wanted him in her. It had been a long time since Al and the husband on the beach. Angie wanted more sex than Paul could supply. She reached for his cock. She almost backed out when her hand wouldn't reach completely around it. "I can't take all of you." "Yes you can. Now put it in." She moved to do what he said. Once the head was lined up with her wet cunt her turned him loose and let her legs move as far apart as possible to give him room for his big cock. When her legs spread he pushed and about half of him was in her. She grunted as he filled her young white cunt with his black cock. Another push and he was almost totally in her. Angie was filled more than she had ever been before. To her surprise his big cock didn't hurt her. She found she liked the way he stuffed her pussy with his big black cock. Her legs move over his hips and she pulled him towards her. "All of it, give me all of it!" Abe didn't wait, he pushed again and his balls bounced off her upturned ass. He was buried completely in her white pussy. Abe thought he knew something about women but Angie was different from any he had ever been with. Once she knew she didn't have any choice but to fuck him she was more than ready for him. He was an answer to her prayers. She had missed this ever since Al had gone. Now she had his father to take his place and from what she already knew he was much more of a man than his son. Soon she was crying out for him to fuck her faster and faster. He tried to answer each cry and soon she was having her climax again. He couldn't take it any longer as he emptied his balls in her married cunt. That Saturday was just one of several between them. She had told Paul about Abe but Abe never knew Paul knew about them. Angie loved the feel of his big cock stretch her each time they came together. The only problem was he could only get over at certain times. Angie would have loved to be with him each day. Through out the fall they were together as often as possible. The Christmas Holidays came and Al came home. He spent every spare moment in bed with her. He didn't know about his father and Angie. She was just happy to have all the sex she could take over the Holidays. In February Abe told her that he was being transferred and that by March he would be gone. She was with him as much as she could be until the day he left. It also meant Al would not be coming for a visit anymore. It was the last two weeks of school and Angie was about to climb the walls. The only sex she had was with Paul and that wasn't enough to satisfy her long at a time. She found herself taking more chances with her male students. They were getting more and more of an opportunity to look down the now lower cut blouses she wore to school. She knew she was living dangerous but couldn't stop teasing them. If school wasn't over soon she might do something that could end her up in deep trouble. She had watched her students each day for the school year. A tall black kid that could have a basketball scholarship if he could pass all his subjects drew her interest. She had never been with anyone as tall as him. She wondered if his height transferred to the length of his cock. It was him that she let have the most views of her chest area. Finally she could take it no longer. She told him to stop by her desk on his way out. The other students filed out and he came up and set down in front of her desk. "Charlie, your coach told me you had a college offer if you could pass the math part of your finals. Would you like me to help you the next two weeks until the test?" She was leaning forward on her arms and it opened up her blouse for him to get a good look that almost bared her nipples to him. "Yes mam, I need all the help I can get." "Come over to my house Saturday morning about 9:00 am. My husband will be playing golf and we will see what we can do." She wondered if the double meaning was loss on him. Saturday morning he was there long before 9:00. Angie had just dressed when the doorbell rang. She had made a point of wearing shorts and a blouse without a bra. She didn't intend for this seduction to take long. She wanted to be fucked this morning. She opened the door for him. "Good morning Charlie, you are a little early." "I'm sorry. I can go and come back later." "No, this fine. Come on back with me." He followed her. His eyes never left her long legs and shapely ass. When he looked up she was closing the bedroom door behind him. He stood in shock as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled it from her shoulders and let her tits out before his wide staring eyes. "Charlie, I have noticed you looking at me before. Is it alright if I don't wear my blouse here?" All he could do was nod. She glanced down and his cock was about to push a hole through his pants. He looked to be just as big as she had hoped he would be. "Your pants seem to be to tight, would you like to take them off?" She didn't give him time to answer before she was pulling them down. His shorts came with them and soon he was naked in front of her. She reached up and pulled up his shirt and threw it across the room. The Neighbors Son "My, my, Charlie, you really look good." Her hand reached out to take his cock in it. He was rock solid and fully as big as Abe had been and a lot longer. She thought to herself that she was really going to enjoy this young black man. "Have you ever been with a woman?" "No Mam." "Do you want to?" "Yes Mam." "Then why don't you take off my shorts and let's get on with your lessons?" He may have been shy when it started but it didn't last long. As soon as he knew what Angie wanted he was ready to get on with it. He reached for her shorts and pushed them down her legs until they stood naked together in her bedroom. She lay back on the bed and opened her legs. He didn't know much but he knew the basics and he climbed over her. She guided him in her hot wet cunt. "Now fuck me Charlie. Don't worry about going too soon. We have all morning. He pushed deep with out stopping until his balls were resting against her upturned ass. Angie was trilled to have her cunt stuffed so full of young cock again. Her legs went around his hips and held him close. "Now Charlie show me what you want to do." At one o'clock Paul came home from the golf course. An old car was in the driveway. Surely the student she was tutoring would be gone already. He walked through the house and heard voices coming from the bedroom. He pushed open the door. What he saw were two long black legs with feet hanging over the end of the bed. On top of him was Angie and she was riding his cock for all she was worth. He could see the long black cock each time she raised up before her cunt swallowed it again. Two black hands were on her white ass as it guided her cunt up and down his shaft. Angie looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled. She didn't stop fucking the young hard black cock below her. "Could you come back later? This tutoring is taking longer than I expected." She turned back to Charlie and drove her cunt back down over his hard cock. Paul pushed the door closed. He smiled as he left the house. The sex that night was going to be extra special once again. The Neighbor's Surprise I remember the exact moment that changed my life...for the better. My husband and I - he's named Stephen but everyone calls him Skip - were at a high school graduation party for one of our neighbor's sons. It was a beautiful June night, and there was a tent set up in their backyard, with white lights, a buffet and a bar. They had a DJ for the kids, who would probably be up late dancing and sneaking a drink or two. Skip and I don't have kids - that's a long story - but we knew most of the ones in the neighborhood, and usually got invited to things like this. Skip was talking football - or baseball - or something with a few of the guys, as usual. I was helping out Marcia, the hostess, in the kitchen. When everything seemed pretty much under control I wandered out to the bar for another glass of wine. As I stood there looking for an opened Pinot Grigio, I felt someone walking up behind me and turned to see my next door neighbor, Lisa. "Hey Sue", she said, "nice party, huh?" "Yeah, it is. A perfect night for it. I can't believe how fast these kids grow up." "Believe me, I know!" she laughed. Lisa was a single - OK, divorced - mother of two kids, both away most of the time at colleges out of state or working summer jobs. She's forty-something, a little taller than me, reddish-blonde hair, and in great shape...she works out all the time and it shows. She could easily pass for early thirties. We didn't see a lot of each other, with my work schedule, but we always enjoyed talking when we did run into each other. In my mind, she had the best smile and laugh of anyone I knew. I located the wine, poured myself a glass and refilled hers. "Thanks", she said, flashing that smile. Then it happened. She pretended to be leaning over the table to reach something, when she put her hand on my ass. For a moment I thought it was accidental, but she kept it there and even gave it a squeeze. Then she brushed closer to me and I could feel her hips touching mine. She whispered, "You're very hot, you know. I'd love to see more of you." I was surprised, to say the least, and didn't know what to say. I have to admit that I had always thought the same about her, that she was so hot, but I hadn't ever said anything. After all, I was married and hadn't seriously considered other women. "Wow, I don't know what to say," I whispered back. I pulled away slightly, putting the wine bottle back on the table. "No need to say anything now ", Lisa said, looking around to see that we were still alone, "just keep it in mind and let me know if you're ever interested. Really." Then she turned to walk back inside. She was wearing a pale blue summer dress that showed off her toned body and great legs. I was staring at her ass as she walked away, when she turned back and winked, thne kept going. I stood there for a moment, surprised and even stunned. I walked over to mingle with a small group of women, wondering to myself what I thought. During the rest of the evening I kept thinking of that moment and realized that I was embarrassed but excited. Lisa and I made eye contact a couple of times, but I avoided getting into conversation woth her. I wouldn't have known what to say. That night, Skip and I had sex. But while he was licking my pussy, I realized that I was thinking of Lisa. I felt guilty, but I certainly wasn't going to tell Skip that I was imagining someone else licking me while he was enjoying it so much. I held his head and pushed my pussy into his face as I felt the thrill of an orgasm come over me. Later, sweating and breathing heavily, I could picture Lisa in that dress, her perfect ass and long, slim legs. I thought about her quite a bit that week, wondering if I had the nerve to call her. On Friday I was alone in my office, working on a budget report, when I finally got up the courage and dialed her number. I was almost hoping she wouldn't pick up, since I wasn't sure what I'd say. But she did, on the second ring. "Hello?" "Hi Lisa , it's Sue," I said nervously. A pause, since I didn't know what to say next. "Oh, hey, good to hear from you. What's up?" She sounded like her usual bubbly self. "Well, I was just thinking that it might be nice to meet somewhere for a drink. I mean, if you're not busy." I hoped I sounded less nervous than I was. I was walking in a circle as I talked, trying to sound relaxed and casual. "Sure...that sounds great. Meet you after work?" We decided on a small restaurant that had a quiet bar, just a couple of miles away, and agreed to meet there at 6 o'clock. I could feel my hand shaking as I hung up, since I knew that I was going to take a pretty big chance. I got there a little early and waited in my car until Lisa pulled into the lot. When I walked over to where she had parked, she stepped out, flashed that gorgeous smile, and reached out her hand. I took it, said, "Nice to see you, glad you could make it," and we walked in. "Of course I'd make it. Wouldn't miss it." We got a small table near the back and ordered drinks. She was wearing a sleveless white blouse, cut a little low, with a knee-length blue skirt. She looked beautiful. I had on a light yellow sun dress that showed a bit of cleavage. I hoped it wasn't too blatant, but I had spent an hour before work trying to find the right thing to wear that day, hoping I'd finally call her. "You look great, Sue. I'm so glad you called." "Thanks. So do you." We chatted about nothing for a few minutes, when I got up the courage to address the obvious subject. "So Lisa, this is pretty awkward, but I wanted to talk about that little conversation we had at the party last week." I'm sure I was blushing, which is not something I do a lot now that I'm over forty! "Sure." she said. "Look Sue, I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable. I just wanted you to know what I thought. You don't need to say anything." "Actually, that's just it," I said slowly. "Of course I never expected it, but to tell you the truth, I'm not uncomfortable at all. The reality is - and I can't believe I'm saying this - that I feel the same way. I've thought about you a lot this week." I looked down at my wine glass, a bit embarrassed, but relieved that I had actually said it. She reached out and took my hand, saying "I'm really glad to hear that Sue, because I've thought about you an awful lot lately. And just so you know, I'm not trying to cause any problems with you and Skip. I just think you're great: smart, attractive, the whole thing. And hot," she said with a laugh. "Good, thanks. Not so sure about being hot, but it's nice to hear. This is all so new to me, being attracted to another woman. I mean, I did fool around a couple of times in college, but that was a long time ago. Then I started dating Skip in my senior year, and well, that was it. How about you?" Her hand was still on mine. I liked the feel of her touch. Lisa laughed and said, "It's funny, but I never really thought much about being with another woman until after I got divorced. Then I started working out and met someone at the gym. One thing led to another and...I realized that I like women better. She moved away shortly after that, so it never got to be serious. Just fun." I wasn't sure what to do next, but I squeezed her hand, looked her in the eye, and blurted out "So what should we do?" "How about getting together at my house some night when you're free? We can just see how it goes. Have a drink. No pressure." "I like that idea. Skip's away later this week for a couple of nights. Does Wednesday work?" "Perfect", she said, "Let's plan on it. Just call me that afternoon to be sure. I can't wait!" She smiled. We spent a few more minutes chatting, then left together. As I got in my car, Lisa leaned in the window and kissed me on the lips. "Oh, my God, I feel so hot!", I exclaimed. "You are hot," she said, and kissed me again. That night, as I lay in bed, I kept thinking of Lisa's soft lips on mine. Skip was asleep, so I quietly fingered my pussy. I could feel myself getting wet as I massaged my clit. I wanted to cum, but I was afraid I'd wake Skip up and he'd ask what was going on. So I just slowed down and gradually drifted off to sleep with my hand on my pussy, Lisa on my mind. As the days dragged by, I realized that I couldn't wait for Skip to leave town. Finally, Wednesday came and I was excited to be able to call Lisa. It was early afternoon when I got her on the phone. "Hi Lisa, it's me. Are we still on for later?" I held my breath, hoping she hadn't changed her mind. I tried not to let her know how excited I was. "We sure are! I can't wait to see you. Eight o'clock OK? I'll have some wine chilled." "That's great", I said. "Should I bring anything?" "Just your beautiful self", she said with a laugh. "See you then. I can't wait." I felt myself getting flushed as I hung up. What in hell was I doing? Should I call her back and cancel, just make up some lame excuse? But she'd know and I'd feel like a jerk. I decided to go through with it. After all, she had said there'd be no pressure, we'd just see what happened. And maybe nothing would. I stopped at the mall on my way home and bought a very sexy pair of black satin bikini panties and a matching soft lace bra that would show a lot of cleavage. I took a shower and shaved my legs, including a little more than I usually did around the bikini area. I was usually trimmed pretty short in any case, so I just shaved closer around the edges. I found myself getting excited as I thought about getting dressed. I on the black bikini and bra, and I was happy with the way it showed off my breasts. After a lot of thought, I picked out a white tank top and a short black ruffled skirt that I hadn't worn in a long time. It was too short for work, since it showed off a lot of leg. I put on some deep pink lipstick and checked myself out in the full length mirror. I thought I looked pretty hot. I know I felt that way. I stepped into a pair of heels and walked out the door. I was incredibly nervous, but excited. As I pulled into Lisa's driveway, I almost had a panic attack. Am I really doing this? But it was too late to back out now, I decided, and walked up to her front door. I hadn't even knocked when she opened it and smiled that gorgeous smile. "Come on in," she said. "Damn, you look beautiful!" "Thanks. So do you!" Lisa was wearing a very short white skirt with a dark red v-neck top, unbuttoned enough to let me see that she wasn't wearing a bra. As I stepped in, she closed the door behind me and took my hand in hers, leaned towards me, and kissed me gently on the lips, then whispered in my ear, "I'm so glad you're here." "Me too," I said with a laugh. "How about a glass of wine?" she asked, leading me by the hand. "Sounds great. I think I could use one." I was clearly nervous but hoped it wasn't that obvious. I followed Lisa into the kitchen where she filled two glasses, handed me one, and said, "To friendship and more." I smiled as we each took a sip. Then she leaned forward and kissed me again. Gently at first, but then our mouths opened and our tongues met. I almost spilled my wine as I pressed against her. I hadn't felt a kiss like this in forever. The excitement of my tongue pushing deep into her mouth was almost too much. As we parted, she looked at me and asked, "So where to? Let's see...we can stay here in the kitchen, or hang out for a while in the living room. Or we could even take our wine upstairs to the bedroom. Up to you, beautiful." She looked at me, waiting for a reply. I thought for a second and took another sip of wine, then surprised myself by saying, "The living room sounds like a sensible plan...but why not the bedroom?" She flashed that great smile. "I was hoping you'd say that." She took the wine bottle and her glass, saying, "Follow me", and led us up the stairs. I was so excited that I felt myself getting wet just thinking about her body as I followed those legs up the stairs. Her short skirt showed off just a bit of her ass. It looked like she was wearing a thong. We went into her bedroom; it was softly lit by a small lamp on her nightstand. The queen bed looked soft and inviting. We both took another sip of wine, then put the glasses and bottle down on her dresser. She stood facing me and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her gorgeous breasts. I reached for her, slid her blouse off, put my arms around her and kissed her on the mouth. Our tongues found each other and she pushed her hips against me. I moved my hands up to her breasts and fondled them, then licked her neck and slid my mouth onto her left breast. The feel of her nipple in my mouth was wonderful. I wanted more, "That feels so good", she moaned. My hands moved down her back and over her skirt, pulling it up until I had both hands on her ass, slipping one underneath her thong. I felt myself getting wet. "My turn", she said, as she pulled my tank top out of my skirt and lifted it over my head. She slid her hands over my bra, carressing the lace as I felt my nipples getting harder. She reached behind me, unhooked the bra and slipped it off. We tumbled back onto the bed. I started to kiss and suck her gorgeous breasts, first the nipples and then filling my mouth. I heard her start to moan with pleasure. Lisa raised he hips and slipped her skirt off, so all she was wearing was her pink thong. I could see that it was damp right over her pussy. I stood up and took off my shorts. "Keep going", she said with a smile, and I slipped off my bikini panties. I was naked and hadn't felt this sexual in years. Lisa sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me closer, then moved her mouth between my legs as her hands reached up to fondle my breasts. I could feel her tongue exploring my thighs, then sliding over my pussy. I held her head in my hands and moaned. I felt weak. She pulled me onto the bed, leaned over me, kissed my breasts, and whispered in my ear, "I want to eat your cunt Sue. I've wanted this for so long." Then she slid down, spread my legs, and started to lick my pussy, first her all around slowly then moving to my clit. As I felt myself getting closer to an orgasm, she slid her tongue in and out of me, as deep as she could go, and then moved back up to suck on my clit. Her fingers slid inside my cunt as she sucked me, slowly at first, then faster as I thrust my hips forward and ran my hands over her head. "Oh God!" I cried, "Fuck! I'm gonna cum! Oh Fuck!" Lisa kept licking my clit as she pushed two fingers into my cunt. I couldn't stop myself as I felt the first wave come over me. "Aaaaah! Aaaah! Fuck me!" My hips pushed forward into her face as I had the most powerful orgasm ever, wave after wave, my juices flowing all over Lisa's face. She kept licking and sucking, now slowing down as it started to subside. I felt myself panting heavily. I reached down and pulled her up on top of me, kissed her on the lips, tasting my pussy on her tongue. We just lay there for a minute, her soft body on mine, our breasts rubbing together, breathing into each other's ears. "Oh my God, that was amazing. So much better than I ever expected," I whispered when I could finally talk again. "I'm glad you liked it. I loved it!" she said, and kissed me again. Then she flashed a wicked smile and asked, "Got any other ideas?" "What do you think!" I rolled her onto her back and slipped her thong off. Then I kissed her, slowly licking her neck down to her breasts. I sucked on them as I slid my hand between her warm, wet thighs. I slowly worked my tongue down over her flat stomach until I was licking her silky smooth shaven pussy area. I looked up and could see her watching me, breathing softly, anxious for my tongue to find her clit. I spread her legs and slid between them, licking her entire pussy up and down, then settled onto her clit, licking and sucking on it. She tasted sweet and salty at the same time and I couldn't get enough of it. My tongue played with her clit as she whispered, "Yes, yes, oh God...." I looked her in the eye, sensing her excitement. "Your cunt tastes wonderful," I whispered, as I slid my tongue deep inside her. Then I worked her clit again with my tongue. As I felt her hips pushing forward, she begged, "Fuck me with your tongue!" I did, and then with my fingers, alternating with my mouth on her clit. I could feel her moving her hips and breathing more quickly. I wanted her to cum so badly. After just a few more seconds, she moaned loudly then almost scrreamed as she came hard, over and over, while I licked her clit and shoved my fingers inside her cunt. She had her hands clenched on the sides of my head, pulling it as close as she could, pounding her cunt against my face. Finally she loosened her grip and began to relax her body. I gave her clit a final lick and slid up next to her, cradled in her arm. After that, we lay side by side, stroking each other's body and kissing softly. "It's as if I've waited my whole life for this", I said quietly. Lisa propped herself up on one elbow and said, "I'm so glad you called that day. I was afraid you wouldn't, but I was hoping for this. I've wanted it so much." I smiled and kissed her again, the taste of our bodies mingled together. "I never imagined it could be like this," I said, sliding my hand between her thighs and feeling the wet warmth of her pussy. We spent the rest of the night in bed, with more licking and sucking, more kissing and lovemaking, and more orgasms. We knew that we would see a lot more of each other, and that we were a lot more than neighbors.