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Like A Good Neighbor

By: jnw001



Nick here again. I'm in my mid-30s and I recently started having sex with men. I'm married to Donna, a 5'5", 115lbs sexy woman with red hair, green eyes and a hot body. She doesn't know about my little flings. 

We recently had a guy buy the house next door. His name was Adrian, a 6' tall, blond haired, blue-eyed hunk of a man in his mid 20s. He was athletic, witty and a lot of fun to hang out with. Both Donna and I had him over for dinner a few times and chatted with him frequently. I have to admit I really would have loved to kneel down and suck his cock dry. I'm sure Donna thought about fucking him as well.

We invited Adrian over for dinner one Saturday evening. Before he arrived Donna walked in the room wearing a sexy red mini skirt with thigh high stockings and no panties. I could tell she had her lace bustier on underneath the dress. She was hot.

"Honey?" she said, somewhat timidly.

"Yes," I replied.

"I have a crazy idea," she said with a mischievous grin.

"What might that be?" I replied, knowing what she had in mind.

"I really want to fuck Adrian," she said "and I want you to watch me do it."

"You mean I can't join in?" I retorted.

"Yes you can," she said.

"Then I'll let you lead the way," I said as she left the room.

Adrian arrived that evening and we enjoyed a light meal and some good wine. He was taken aback by what Donna was wearing and stared at her all during dinner. Donna repaid the attention by lowering one of the straps on her dress and exposing one of her nipples slightly. I could tell he was getting hot watching Donna tease him.

We adjourned to the living room after dinner and Donna excused herself for a moment. Adrian and I sat down on the couch and started chatting.

"Donna is totally hot," he said.

"Thanks, she does her best to keep herself up," I replied.

"She's doing a great job," he said. "That outfit is something else."

"She picked it especially for you"

"Really!" he said, rather excitedly. "That's cool."

Donna walked back into the room, the one-piece miniskirt gone and wearing only her stockings, garters and the lace bustier. The bustier exposed her tits and pushed them up. 

"Are you boys ready for the after dinner games?" She said playfully.

We both stood up and moved over to her. Adrian started playing with her tits immediately, kneading them and sucking on her nipples. I moved in behind her and started kissing and biting her neck. She gasped and started breathing heavy as we groped and kissed her. Adrian and I were pulling off our clothes as we continued to absorb her hot body.

"You two sit down on the couch," she commanded.

Adrian and I sat down next to each other and Donna knelt down in front of us. She put a hand on each of our cocks and started stroking. She moved her mouth over to Adrian's cock and started licking up and down the shaft, staring into my eyes as she tasted his member. Her hand moved to his balls and she rubbed and squeezed them while she wet his cock.

"Suck his cock," I demanded.

She replied by engulfing the whole thing down to the base while she stroked my cock harder. She was pumping his cock with her mouth, slowly and deliberately. Adrian was gasping and squirming while Donna kept sucking him. She made eye contact with me as much as possible, making sure I took in the crazed look on her face as she serviced Adrian.

She then moved over to my cock and sucked it all the way down. She started stroking Adrian again. I began pumping her mouth with cock. Adrian reached over and began stroking Donna's neck and cheek. Donna responded by stroking his cock harder.

She switched back to sucking Adrian. His hand stayed where it was and fell down to my balls, which he began rubbing as Donna stroked. I looked Adrian in the eyes and he winked. I shook my head yes and he bent over and took my cock into his mouth. He didn't waste time with preliminaries. He just started sucking as hard and fast as he could. 

Donna looked up and stopped for a moment, somewhat surprised. She didn't hesitate long as she moved over and started sucking and licking my balls while he sucked my cock masterfully. Taking long slow strokes periodically as a change of pace to his hungry, wild sucking.

I started moaning, groaning and fucking Adrian's face with my cock. I finally grabbed the back of his head, shoved my cock into the back of his throat, and shot my load as I let out a beastly groan. Adrian swallowed the whole load ravenously.

He kissed Donna passionately and then Donna came up and kissed me. I could taste my cum on her tongue.

Adrian sat back up and I knelt down in front of him with Donna. 

"Suck his cock!" she commanded.

I slowly started taking his shaft into my mouth as Donna licked his balls. I started pumping his shaft at a slow pace. I loved the musky scent on his cock and I started picking up the pace. Adrian was squirming and moaning as I picked up my pace.

Donna moved up to the couch, straddled Adrian, and shoved her perky tits into his face. I really picked up the pace as I heard Adrian's muffled groans. I felt his balls tighten in my hand as his load jetted into the back of my throat. The muffled groans got louder as he finished cumming in my mouth. Donna came back down and kissed me deeply as I noticed the bite mark on her left tit, the result of a strong orgasm from Adrian.

"That was hot boys!" she shouted excitedly. "You looked like a pro for your first cock sucking!" she added.

"Beginner's luck" I said as nonchalantly as I could, since I regularly got fucked and sucked buy two buddies at the gym.

Adrian gave me a look that showed he didn't buy my beginner's status.

"You boys have to take care of me now," Donna demanded.

Adrian was lying down on the floor and Donna moved over him and sat on his face. She was facing his cock and Adrian began to lick and suck her labia and squeeze her sweet ass cheeks. I moved in front and started licking and sucking Donna's tits while she wiggled on Adrian's face. She was really hot and I knew she would get off any minute now.

I moved down her back, biting and scratching the way down. I got to her ass and started licking and biting her ass cheeks. I could hear the slurping and sucking sounds from Adrian's pussy eating and I could tell he was really into it. I spread Donna's ass cheeks and started licking around her anus. She shivered at this, not expecting it.

Adrian's pace picked up while I inserted my tongue into her asshole. She was squirming and wiggling almost out of control as she started baying lick a wolf in heat. She was running out of breath and gasping before too long as her body shuddered to its first orgasm. She fell over and Adrian never let go of her pussy, licking and sucking away as she came down from the peak of ecstasy.

She gasped and was sucking air in, trying to regain control. She finally quit shuddering and she lay there, panting and coated in sweat. 

I sat down on the couch, my stiff cock stabbing at the air.

"Bring her here Adrian," I said with authority.

He picked her up and I positioned her over me facing away. I lubed up my cock and gently lowered Donna's ass onto my cock. 

"Are ready for this you little slut?" I said. "I'm gonna fuck you up the ass while your new boy-toy fucks that wet pussy."

"Yes," she said shyly.

I slowly put my entire cock into Donna's ass as she gasped and wiggled away. When she was finally on Adrian spread her legs and slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. I could feel his cock as it went in, and I loved knowing that his cock was so close.

"Let's fuck this bitch good," Adrian said, like Donna was a cheap whore. I loved it.

We started pumping away and Donna was groaning louder and louder by the second. I could feel Adrian as he pumped into Donna's hot pussy. Our balls rubbed together as we fucked Donna harder and harder.

Donna was getting out of control, screaming and writhing as our two cocks fucked away. We were both taking fast, deep strokes in and out. Donna started drooling!

I felt Adrian's balls start to tighten and he began to groan as he finally shot his hot load into Donna's snatch. Donna was coming too.

I felt Adrian's load slide out of Donna's pussy as he dismounted. The hot semen dripped onto my balls and I finally lost control and came in Donna's tight ass.

We all laid there for what seemed like an hour as we came down from our high of erotic bliss. Donna took turns kissing us and stroking our cocks.

"You are one hot lady," Adrian said, finally breaking the silence.

"Thanks, I've always wanted to show you how hot I am", Donna replied.

"Can we do this again?" Adrian asked.

"You can fuck Donna anytime you want," I said. "Just make sure you put it on film and show me."

"WOW!" Donna exclaimed, "That's quite a gift to your wife."

"Anything to make you happy," I added.

"Thanks for sharing," Adrian said.

We all finally got up and decided to take a shower then we all went to bed together.

I had the best sleep of my life. I awoke slowly to the feeling of the bed shaking. I looked over to see Donna on top of Adrian, riding his cock and kissing him hotly. 

This was sweet. Adrian was pumping back and squeezing her ass tightly. They were both trying to be quiet, but you could hear their heavy breathing clear as a bell with the occasional moan added in.

I looked up and there was the camcorder on the tripod. It was perfectly positioned to catch Adrian's cock sliding in and out of Donna's wet cunt. Even better.

I stood up on my knees and they both looked at me.

"Good morning, honey!" Donna said with a gleeful smile. "I just needed my morning sausage."

Okay it was corny, but watching them fuck was just too much.

I placed my hardening cock between their heads. Adrian and Donna started licking the shaft and balls. I could feel Donna lurch a bit every time Adrian pumped his cock into Donna's honey hole.

Adrian took my cock all the way in and started pumping my cock with his mouth. He would go for a minute or so and then Donna would take over. The person not sucking on my rod would suck and lick my balls.

Donna started having problems sucking as she approached her orgasm. My cock would slip out of her mouth as she gasped for air. She even bit down a few times by accident. She started moaning and grunting and I could tell she was ready to let go. Adrian picked up his pace and began grunting as well. They were both sweating heavily.

"Fuck my pussy, FUCK IT!" Donna screamed.

Adrian let out a loud yell as he shot his load deep into Donna's cunt.

I began jerking off and within a minute I shot my load onto their faces. They kissed and licked the cum and shared it with their mouths. 

I moved down and licked Adrian's cock clean and began sucking the cum out of Donna's cunt. I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy moving around to make sure I got all of the hot juices. I moved out licking her labia and switched back to Adrian's cock. I then moved up and kissed both of them deeply, tasting my juice on their tongues.

This was the start of a wild affair, and it was great. Once a week I would get a DVD on my desk with Donna and Adrian fucking in every position possible in every room of our house and Adrian's house. There were a few where they fucked in public places. One was in a mall, another at a park, and one in the lobby of a government building. My favorite was the one where Donna sucked Adrian off under the table a local restaurant, complete with a facial at the end.

We would also get together at least once a week and have a big overnight fuck-fest. 

Adrian had even planned to have some friends over and have a real, big time orgy, but that will be another story...

Like a Good Neighbor



Bo whistled softly as walked next door. When he had left work, he'd found a message on his phone from his neighbor, Jene. He smiled as he remembered the coy message asking him if he could help her with one more plumbing issue. Jene had moved in next door to Bo and his family a year and half ago. She and her husband, Ty, were in their mid-20s and had moved to town to be closer to Ty's work. He was a seaman in the merchant marine and was gone much of the time. Ty was quiet and seemed sort of boring to Bo the one time he'd met him. Jene on the other hand was vivacious and perky. She was also beautiful. She had shoulder length red hair, striking green eyes, and a bright smile. Her clothes tended to range from good fitting to a little tight and it was obvious that she had a very firm, curvaceous, body. 

A few months after they'd moved in, Ty was off on a boat and she'd called to ask if Bo could come over and try to fix her dryer. He'd agreed to try and had gone and worked on it. He'd discovered that it needed a part and had gone and gotten it and installed it for her. She'd tried to pay him, but he'd refused, explaining that he was just being neighborly. She'd thanked him profusely, and given him a hug, which had lasted a bit longer than normal. 

Over the next several weeks, Jene had called him to help with a few other minor things like getting her lawn mower started and installing a set of blinds. Each time she'd been friendly and even a little flirtatious, but Bo had written it off to her personality and youth. Then one afternoon when Bo arrived home, his wife, Patti, told him that Jene had asked if he could come over that evening and help her move some furniture. Bo had called and told her he'd come over after dinner. 

After dinner, Patti had gone with a friend to a movie and Bo had wandered over to Jene's. She'd greeted him with a friendly smile and guided him to the den. She showed him her plan for the furniture and they set about moving it. As they worked, Bo couldn't help but notice that Jene's clothing. She wore a blue halter top that revealed a generous amount of her cleavage each time she bent over, and she had on a pair of blue jean shorts that appeared to have been painted onto her. They'd move the sofa, several chairs and tables, and two lamps. Jene had asked if he'd like something cold to drink and he'd accepted. He'd followed her into the kitchen, and she'd poured them two glasses of lemonade. He'd leaned against the counter while sipping his drink. Instead of standing across from him, Jene had leaned against the counter beside him as they made small talk. He couldn't help but notice her body again and he got the feeling that she not only noticed his roving eyes, but that she liked it. After a bit, he'd thanked her for the lemonade and said he needed to head home. She'd walked him to the door and thanked him for his help, then hugged him. This time there was no mistaking the fact that she pressed herself to him. 

That evening, he had a hard time getting his mind off of her. As he'd showered, he'd wondered what her wet, young body would feel like pressed against his in the shower. Without him even touching himself, he'd gotten an erection. He'd put conditioner on his hand and begun to stroke, imagining his erection moving in and out of Jene. He imagined how her breasts would shake, how her ass would move, and how she would sound as she approached her climax. Before he knew it, he was cumming, shooting his load, imagining that it was into Jene's soft, warm pussy. 

Bo and Patti were in there mid-thirties, about ten years older than Jene and her husband. While their sex life was fairly regular, it was also very predictable. Bo had no desire to end their marriage, but the thought of having a woman like Jene was enticing. Over the next several weeks, he noticed that Jene began to call him over when Patti was going out. Part of him wondered if that was intentional. Patti and Jene had become friendly and Jene did know much of Patti's schedule. Bo wrote that off as paranoia until the night in early June. 

Patti had just left for a meeting when the phone rang. It was Jene and she asked Bo if he could come over and help her hook up her computer. He'd agreed and headed over. She'd greeted him and led him to a spare bedroom that was setup like an office. The computer box was set by a desk that was set up against a wall. Bo had removed the pieces from the box as Jene had explained airily that she didn't do electronics. Bo worked to assemble the machine. Then as he leaned over the desk to connect some of the wires, it had happened. Suddenly, there was a warm hand on his thigh and she leaned against him.

"I just want to see what you're connecting," she said softly. 

Bo swallowed hard and tried to concentrate on what he was doing even as her fingers began to trace tiny circles on his thigh. His penis began to thicken and his breathing quickened. 

"Which is the male and which is the female?" she asked as her breasts pressed against his arm.

He'd managed to stutter an answer as his suddenly shaky hands somehow managed to connect the wires. She'd leaned back then, looking into his eyes with a coy smile. Bo fiddled with the wires for a few more seconds to try and get his stiff cock to soften enough to not be noticed. However, when he'd turned around, he was sure Jene was staring at his crotch. He finished u and she thanked him and walked him to the door as usual. She gave him the hug he'd come to expect, but this time her lips brushed his ear and she whispered, "Next time you come over, I want to repay you."

Bo had stood there with his mouth agape for a moment, not sure what he'd just heard. Jene just smiled, squeezed his hand and told him good night. Bo had dreamed of her that night; of holding her warm, naked body as his engorged penis slid in and out of her big, soft tits. He could feel her squeeze him and hear her moans as his wet dream climaxed and he shot a huge load in his shorts. 

Several weeks had passed and Bo began to think that maybe Jene had just been teasing him. Then, Patti decided to go to out of town for a day of shopping with some of her friends. Bo did some yard work in the morning and after showering and having lunch, he was working on organizing his desk when the phone rang. It was Jene. She asked him how his day was going and then said she had something she needed help with on her deck. Bo agreed, not thinking of Jene's promise several weeks before. 

He'd knocked on her door and heard her yell to come in and come back to the sun porch. He did as she asked and was unprepared for the sight that greeted him. Jene was sitting on the edge of a chaise lounge in what was quite possibly the smallest string bikini he'd ever seen. Bo stopped in his tracks and stared. She looked incredible! Bo's mind raced. Part of him wanted to walk away, but another, more powerful urge kept him rooted to the spot. 

"Well," Jene cooed, "don't you want to know what I need help with?"

"What? Uh, sure, right, um what was it you needed?" Bo stuttered. 

"Well, I was going to lay out, but I need some help putting on some sun tan oil," she said smiling and holding the bottle out to him. With that she turned her back to him. Bo pulled up a chair beside her and poured some of the oil into his hands and began to apply it to her shoulders and neck, slowly working his way down her back. He worked his fingers under the straps of her bikini so as not to miss a spot. As he did, she looked back at him and said, "Those are in the way aren't they?" 

Before he could reply, she had pulled the knot out of the string and let it fall to the ground. Bo licked his lips and continued rubbing the oil down her back. As he reached the top of her bikini bottom, Jene stood and said, "Now my legs." 

She stepped back toward him, putting her foot up on the lounge chair. He leaned closer and began oiling her leg, starting at her foot and moving upward. Bo's heart beat faster as his hands moved higher. When his fingertips were nearly at the tiny bikini bottom, she pivoted smoothly and presented her other leg. He covered it with oil too, moving from bottom to top. As his fingers again reached the edge of her tiny triangle, Jene stepped back and sat on the chaise lounge again. She patted the chair and beckoned him with one finger and a look that made him swallow hard. 

Bo straddled the chair facing her and she presented her left arm to him. Again, he applied oil to it, beginning with her palm and working up to her shoulder. Then, Jene pivoted, so that she was facing him on the lounge. His eyes were drawn to full breasts and erect nipples. She followed his eyes, but presented her other arm. Bo dutifully oiled it up, half-heartedly trying to hide his growing erection. 

Jene smiled again, pointing to the oil and letting her fingers trail from her neck to her belly. Bo took a deep, ragged breath and began to apply oil to her belly and flanks. Slowly he moved upward until his hands covered her breasts. They quickly become shiny and slick with the oil. 

Jene's eyes were half-closed and her breathing had become quicker. "That feels very nice," she whispered. Slowly, she put her hands on Bo's thighs and moved them upward until they were on his shorts. By this time, his swollen penis was aching in his pants. Jene looked at his erection and looked back at Bo and said huskily, "We need to let him out of there before he gets hurt." 

Bo nodded and Jene began to unbutton his shorts. As she finished, he leaned back and raised his hips and she gently pulled his shorts and underwear off, allowing his swollen cock to pop up. He sat back up and Jene said, "I think my tits need a little more oil baby." He picked up the bottle and squeezed a generous amount onto her breasts and again began to kneed and rub them. Jene sighed and reached for the oil. She poured some into her hand after she set the bottle down, rubbed both hands together. Her right hand reached for his swollen cock and began to stroke while her left hand went down into her bikini bottom. 

Bo gasped at the electric touch of her hand and she giggled softly as she began to stroke his cock and rub her pussy. Bo circled her aureoles with his thumbs and then began to gently pull on Jene's nipples. She moaned softly as her hands drove them both slowly higher. Soon Jene's hips began to move against her fingers. Bo could smell the scent of her arousal as he continued to minister to her now swaying breasts. Jene's hand slowly increased the tempo as she steadily jacked his penis. Bo was intensely aroused, knowing he shouldn't be here, but wanting more than anything to come on the lovely creature that was pleasuring both herself and him with her soft hands. 

Jene began to moan and her hips thrust harder. Her hands moved more quickly on her pussy and on Bo's throbbing cock. She opened her eyes and looked into his now, a look of desire on her face. 

"I want you to shoot it all over me," she groaned, "Cum all over me, Bo. Don't hold it back." 

He moaned, wanting it to last longer. However, between the feeling of her hand on his cock and the feel of her tits in his hand, plus the added sight of her masturbating even as she jacked him off, he knew he was going to come soon. 

"Jene," he moaned, "Ohh, honey."

"Cum!" she cried as she felt her own body begin to climax, "Cum now! Shoot your hot cum on me, Bo!"

Finally, it was too much. The pressure in his balls became unbearable, and with a loud moan, Bo began to ejaculate. A small load rolled off the tip and then one, two three, four long shots covered Jene's tits and belly. Bo cried out with pleasure as more, smaller loads continued to pour from his throbbing penis. His cries were mixed with Jene's as she began to climax, moaning and bucking and gasping, "Yes, oh, yes, yes, yes!"

Slowly, Jene brought the tempo down, sitting back and watching him as she rubbed her sticky fingers over her own breasts. 

"I told you I'd repay you for all your help," she said playfully, "If you're agreeable, we can work out a regular payment system."

Bo had readily agreed and over the next few months, Jene had periodically pleasured him orally and with her hands. Bo loved it. The more times she pleasured him, the more he dreamed of really fucking her. However, he didn't push it and was even able to rationalize that he hadn't even really committed the physical act of adultery. 

Then, one weekend in September, Jene's shower had broken. Her home was older and there were serious problems with the pipes. Bo had spent a number of nights and weekends replacing pipes and repairing the holes he'd had to make to get to the pipes. He'd even installed some new towel racks for her and repaired some tile around the edge of the tub. When the job was finally done, she'd kissed him deeply and told him with a wink that she'd pay him well for his services. That had been last weekend. His wife had decided on Monday to go spend the weekend with her sister. As he'd begun his drive home Friday, he'd gotten the coy message from Jene and was now headed next door to see exactly what kind of plumbing problem she had. 

Bo rang the bell and heard her call out, "Come on in and lock it behind you." 

He did as he was asked to do, hearing water come on as he began to wander through the house. "I'm back here," Jene called. He wandered toward the master suite, wondering if something might be wrong with the shower or tub he'd worked on. He entered her bedroom and continued on into the master bathroom. 

"Oh my god," he breathed at the sight that greeted him. Jene stood under the shower running a washcloth over her naked body. 

"See somethin' you like?" she teased. 

Bo nodded and she tossed the washcloth at him playfully. He caught it and tossed it back. She giggled, bending slightly to give him an incredible view of her dripping wet breasts, "Come on in, the water's fine." 

He stripped off his shirt and shoes and began to take off his shorts. "I thought you had a plumbing problem," he said. 

Jene smiled and looked at him devilishly. "I do," she cooed touching her pussy, "I need you to come in here and lay some pipe baby."

Both of them laughed, but Bo wondered if she was serious. Would he really get to fuck her tonight? The mere possibility made his penis twitch as he stepped into the shower. Jene smiled as she wrapped her arms around his waist, drawing him under the warm water with her. Bo ran his fingers down her back and let his hands rest on the curve of her bottom, pulling her against him. Bo kissed her deeply and she returned his kiss hungrily, opening her mouth and searching for his tongue with hers. His rising penis pressed against Jene's thigh and she shifted slightly, allowing it access to her pussy. They kissed and swayed for several moments as their smoldering arousal grew more heated. Bo's erection was now pressing and rubbing firmly against Jene's damp pussy. 

She broke the kiss and stepped out from under the spray. With a sparkle in her eye, she took a bottle of body wash and handed it to him. "Do my back," was all she said. 

Bo complied, drizzling the soap over her back and butt and then using a cloth to lather it up. 

"My turn," Jene said. They switched places, allowing the soap to be rinsed from her back as she soaped his. She guided him back under the water to rinse and with a twinkle in her eye, she said, "Now we'll do our fronts."

Jene drizzled the body wash over her arms and shoulders and belly. Then she drizzled it over his chest and belly. She set the bottle down and smiled. "Let's lather up."

With that she moved against him and began to move and sway. Bo smiled and moved against her, taking her face in his hands and kissing passionately as he did so. There erotic movements caused the soap to turn to lather and soon both of their bodies were covered in a frothy lather. Jene breathed, "Rinse," as she gently guided them both back under the spray, letting it wash the soap from their bodies. She smiled again and pointed to the wide ledge at the back of the tub. 

Bo stepped back and sat down, his eyes never leaving Jene's body. She bent and picked up a bottle of baby oil and poured a generous amount on her hands and then her breasts. Bo moaned and smiled as he watched her knead her large breasts and tug on her erect nipples. Unconsciously, his hand went to his erection and began to stroke it slowly. Jene smiled when she saw that and whispered, "You don't have to do that baby. This will feel so much better."

With that, she knelt between his legs and wrapped her breasts around his cock. Bo gasped with desire as she slowly began to slide it between them. The feeling was exquisite, and Bo leaned back to enjoy. Jene's tongue flicked at the head each time it thrust up through her cleavage, increasing his pleasure even more. 

"That feels so good baby," he moaned as she increased her tempo on his turgid penis. Bo's mind fought his body now: his mind wanted to fuck this enchantress, but his body was quickly rooting for letting her tits fuck him to climax. 

With a supreme effort, he gently pushed her back to a standing position. "Not yet," he said, "now it's your turn." There was a look of curiosity in Jene's eyes, which quickly turned to lust as he knelt in front of her. First, Bo began to plant soft kisses across her slender belly. His hands gently kneaded her thighs and her bottom as his kisses moved lower. One hand moved to her pussy and began to rub, probing softly. He found her already warm and wet and his fingers slipped easily inside her. Jene gasped and squirmed, but Bo gently but firmly held her with his other arm as he began to stroke her pussy. As her sex opened more, he replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking her. When Bo's tongue touched her sex, Jene moaned and arched her back. Bo licked steadily as his fingers found her clit and began to dance over it. Soon Jene's breath was ragged and her body was arching trying to increase the sweet pleasure emanating from her pussy. 

Bo switched his fingers and tongue, now swirling his tongue around her clit as his fingers stroked her pussy more quickly and more deeply. Jene moaned loudly, swaying over him like a tree in a hurricane. With an effort similar to Bo's moments earlier, she pushed back, panting, "I want you inside me. Please fuck me, Bo!"

As Bo rose, Jene turned and bent at the waist, spreading her legs and looking back over her shoulder with a pleading look. Bo swallowed hard, feeling more aroused than he could ever remember being. He grasped her hips and stepped between her legs. First, he just let his rigid shaft rub against her pussy. She moaned, then reached between her legs and guided his penis into her. She was already warm and wet and he slid in easily. They both groaned with pleasure as their sexes finally met. Bo moved in and out of her slowly and shallowly at first. Her pussy felt incredible on his penis. 

Bo steadily increased the depth and tempo of his thrusts. Their breathing quickened and both of them were moaning and sighing with pleasure. Jene leaned back toward him and Bo reached around to grab her swaying breasts. They felt good in his hands and Jene moaned more loudly as he teased her nipples. Their bodies were slapping together now as Bo's thrusts grew faster and deeper. Jene was moaning loudly, periodically calling his name and telling him how good it felt. 

Bo knew they were both close when she suddenly pulled herself off of him. He started to protest, but as she turned he saw the look of lust in her eyes as she hissed, "Sit."

Bo complied, sitting on the tub ledge and Jene practically jumped on top of him. He guided her down, impaling her on his erection. She immediately began to move against him. She found the towel rack and used it to balance and leverage herself as she thrust her hot pussy up and down on his cock. With a devilish smile she said, "This damn thing better be sturdy!" Bo nodded and grinned. 




Like a Good Neighbor



Jene flung her pussy up and down on his cock. He thrust upward, meeting her every push. His hands held her ass, trying to keep her from coming off of him. Her breasts swayed and shook with their thrusts, mesmerizing him as they rocked toward orgasm. 

"Oh," Jene moaned, "Baby I'm close. Drive it home. Drive it deep!" Bo grunted, knowing that his engorged cock wouldn't be able to keep back the cum boiling in his balls much longer. Jene's moans became louder and wilder and he could feel her clinching around his cock with each thrust. His balls and the head of his cock were tingling and he could feel the pressure building quickly. 

"Oh, oh, ah, oh," Jene panted, "Cum inside me, Bo! I want you to fill my pussy with your cum. Shoot it! Fill me up baby. Fill me! Fill me! Uh, uh, Ohh! Yes. YES!"

With that Jene's body stiffened and she seemed to have lost her breath. She screamed and then screamed again in orgasmic pleasure, bucking and trying to impale herself even more deeply on his penis. 

It was more than Bo could take. He grabbed her ass firmly and thrust upward hard and fast. Quickly the pleasure and pressure in his balls became overwhelming. He gasped for breath, fucking her deeply, driving his penis into her again and again. He felt the cum race up his shaft and he cried out as he began to cum inside her. His first shot was long and intense and he moaned her name. More deep shots followed. The intensity and amount was incredible. Jene cried, "Oh, fuck yes! Yes baby. Oh, it feels so good inside me. Fill me with it. That's it!"

Slowly, they came down from their orgasmic high. She held him close, laying his head on her soft breasts as she laid her head on his. Neither spoke, not wanting to break their physical union or the moment. Bo smiled, thinking that a whole weekend lay ahead.



Like a Good Neighbor



I felt so sorry for him. James had had a terrible fall skateboarding and really did himself in. He broke both wrists and really skinned himself good on the arms and legs. 

We had been neighbors for a few years now and had gotten to know one another pretty well over that time. Both of us were single, though I was divorced and almost 43; practically old enough to be his mother. He lived in the apartment across from mine and was always on the go. We both worked different hours and he traveled a lot making it hard to get to know him better. I have been attracted to him since I first met him, but was pretty sure he figured I was just a groupie and didn't mind the fact that I hung around. 

James started skateboarding at a really early age. By the time he was in his early teens he was on the road, making a shit ton of money on the pro skating circuit. His body showed the countless hours he dedicated to the sport. He was lean and ripped, probably not an ounce of body fat on him. He had a fair amount of ink which just made him that much more appealing to me and pretty much every other girl he met. One of the reasons I like to hang out with his little crew is because they all usually ended up with their shirts off while they were working on new tricks. I'm sure I wasn't the only chick who got moist in the panties watching them do their thing! Since he was practically surrounded by girls all the time I figured I didn't have a chance in hell getting into his pants, but a girl can dream can't she?

Yes, you could say I have always had a thing for "bad boys". Unfortunately more often than not, those relationships would end in a bad way. I married an abusive asshole and divorced young. After that I didn't really have an interest in long term relationships. I like to date younger guys as a rule. Most weren't looking for anything long term and knew how to fuck and that was fine by me. I wasn't all that impressed with guys my age. Lately, it seemed, all the "men" I had dated thought eating at a five star restaurant or going to the movies was the best way to impress me.

By the way, my name is Evelyn, or Eve. The guys took to calling me Evil Eve or just Evil. I love it! I am about 5'-5" and am 115 pounds. My breasts are a solid 34 C and have managed to stay nice and perky. I have several tattoos and I've had my nipples pierced since I was 18. Hell, I may not have porn tits but they get the job done! I am naturally a brunette and have always kept my hair on the long side. I love to dye it or put it in pony tails depending on my mood, plus it makes me look hot! This month it was jet black with deep red highlights in part because James mentioned once that it made me look younger and a little dangerous. I could live with that!

I have always taken care of myself; work out pretty regularly, snowboard, and I am on a roller derby team. I just generally like to stay active. As a result I have a pretty tight, little body, which I pretty much need in order to catch the guys' eyes at the skate park or where ever. 

I have always been a bit of a wild child. I never hid the fact that I was a huge fan of skating, snowboarding, BMX and every other "extreme" sport out there. I probably spent a small fortune traveling to events that came within 200 miles of my place. I tried to attend as many of James' events as possible and was pretty much accepted in his group as the "radical" older chick. I loved being accepted by his crew, but what I really wanted was to be around him as much as possible without being a total stalker!  

I guess it was good luck that I was there the day he went down. He was at a skate park late one day. All of the guys who usually hung with him were busy, working or partying somewhere else. He was working on a new trick and missed in a bad bad way! Someone that ran the place knew him and called me from James' cell and explained what happened and that he needed a ride to the hospital. No one there had a car?! I hauled ass and picked his bloody ass up and got him to the hospital about as fast as I could without getting us arrested. 

After a few hours of sitting in the waiting room a nurse wheeled him out. He was all bandaged up and had casts on each hand that went up to his forearms. He had a little road rash, but I think his pride and wrists took the most damage. 

Once he was cleared to leave the hospital it was made clear that he needed rest above all else, which meant keeping him in bed and making him as comfortable as possible. I spoke to the doctor at length about what he was going to need in the near future. I explained that we were just neighbors and that I didn't think I would be able to be there all the time. He made it very clear that James was going to need a lot of attention for a while and since I was right next door I was the best choice for taking care of him. I was just going to have to deal with it. 

I stopped at the pharmacy to pick up his pain meds and brought him back to his apartment. Once we arrived I braced him up and practically carried him to his room and into his bed. After getting him in a comfortable position I gave him his meds and left to make something for us to eat. It had been a long day, I was starving and he wasn't supposed to take his meds on an empty stomach. 

I made some soup and a sandwich for each of us and set it down next to him. I went back to the kitchen and came back with a big jug of water and a couple of beers (so sue me, I know you don't mix pill and meds, but he looked like he needed a beer!). While we ate I asked if there was anyone I should call to come help him out. He just sat quietly for a while and finally told me he would rather keep his friends out of it for now. He didn't want them to come bust his balls at least not for a little while. I just nodded and said I understood which I did. They were a pretty rowdy crowd and if one got hurt the rest were pretty brutal with the jokes! 

As we ate I wondered to myself when we were going to have to deal with the more awkward and probably embarrassing moments that I had discussed with the doctor before leaving the hospital. With his hands in casts James was going to have problems with about everything; Dressing, eating, brushing his teeth, showering, and worse yet, and going to the bathroom. 

Once we finished eating over some small talk I cleared his tray and took everything to the kitchen. James washed the pills down with the beer I got for him and then chugged most of the water I brought, and then asked if I could top it off for him. I guess he was pretty dehydrated after all the shit he had put up with all day. I dropped the dishes in the kitchen, got him his refill. It was pretty late by then. I asked if he needed anything right away. He said he was fine and thanked me again for the hundredth time. I told him I was going to take a shower and would come back once I was done to get him settled in for the night. Before I left we agreed that I would leave our two doors open a little so that I could hear him if he needed anything. Stripping I wondered if he was going to be alright and how I was going to get through all of this without jumping his bones. I didn't want to take advantage of him in his state, but he was so helpless right now I doubt he would be able to do anything to stop me. I smiled to myself at that thought, then shook it off and told myself to knock it off. 

I stepped into the shower and savored the feel of the hot water on my skin. Man, did I need this! I didn't realize how tense I was till I felt the knots in my shoulders and I soaped and rinsed myself. I tried to work them out a little under the hot water as best I could. Just as I turned the water off I thought I heard something. I stepped quickly out of the shower, opened the bathroom door, and listened. Instantly the image of him lying helpless on the floor sprang to mind. He always was the independent one and I figured he would try to do things on his own rather than have to ask me to do it for him. 

"Evil!"

"Shit!" I said out loud.

I grabbing my red silk knee length robe off the back of the door and ran soaking wet across the hall into his apartment. I was still trying to tie the sash around my waist as I burst into his room. I must have looked like a crazy person. He literally jumped when I flew into the room looking like a wet cat. Of course he was perfectly fine.

"Shit Evelyn," I thought to myself. "Way to make the guy think you're a total nut job!" 

James just looked at me with a look of shock on his face. Then he burst out laughing! I turned beet red as his finally calmed down. I just stood there with my hands on my hips waiting for him to get it out of his system. 

"Ha ha, very funny asshole was there something wrong or was this just a test of the emergency scare-the-shit-out-of-your-friend system?"

James stopped and apologized. Then he stopped all together and just sort of looked at me. I looked back and was about to ask him what the fuck he was looking at when noticed he wasn't looking at my face. Only then did I realize that the robe was only half way covering my front. James was laying there with an eagle's eye view of my perfectly shaved pussy.

I think I must have turned a new shade of red when I realized I just "beaved" him.

"Shit, I'm sorry!" I stammered, pulling the robe around me, finally covering up. "I thought you were in trouble." James just looked up smiled and nodded.

"Well, um..." He started. "The thing is, I kind of need to use the bathroom." 

"Oh, I see." I thought for a second and continued. "Well, not to be too blunt but is it number one or number two?" 

"I have to take a leak" he said quietly, clearly embarrassed about having to share this type of info with me.

"Ok then. Let's get you up and to the bathroom then." I walked over to the bed and pulled him up by his shoulders to the seated position. Once up he swung his legs over to the side of the bed and I helped him up the rest of the way. I walked beside him keeping my hand on his back and another under his elbow for support in case he felt dizzy. He said was fine but I noticed he was putting a lot of weight on me. We walked slowly to the bathroom down the hall from his room. 

"You ok killer?" I asked. 

"Yes fine Evil, never better." He replied sarcastically. 

As we got to the bathroom I thought of something. "Hold on here for a second, ok?" I asked.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Just hold on, I'll be right back."

I let go of him and watched for a moment to be sure he was steady.

"I'm fine!" He said giving me a sideways look. He was defiantly not enjoying this.

I walked quickly back into his room and found a pair of lose fitting shorts. He was still wearing his battered jeans and I knew he would be a little more comfortable in the shorts I was now bringing back to the bathroom. 

"Here, I think you will be more comfortable in these. Don't you?" 

"Sure." he replied with a raise eyebrow. 

James always was a man of few words. Trying to be as disconnected as possible I walked over and stood in front of him, leaned forward a little and unbuttoned his pants. Then I moved around behind him and I slid them down to his ankles. 

"Ok, lift up for me." I said. Trying not to think about the fact that I was taking the pants off of the guy I have been crushing of for over a year now.

He did as I asked, lifting one foot then the other out of his beat up jeans. At that point I looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror and noticed he had a very noticeable and fat bulge in his underwear. From my point of view it looked huge, pushing out almost to the point where he was sticking out of the front flap of his briefs. Doing my best to ignore his reasonably well proportioned unit, I positioned his shorts and had him lift one foot, then the other into them. Then I slid them up raising myself as I brought them to his waist. 

"There, that should be more comfortable." I announced. 

"Um," He began, "yeah it's great except I still need to take a leak."

"Oh!" was all I could say at the moment. 

I had almost forgotten the reason for coming to the bathroom. It seemed I was mentally stuck at seeing his dick straining against his drawers. I tried not to but it was hard not to wonder what it looked like. Was it as thick as it looked behind fabric? Was he circumcised? Were his balls big too? I started to feel flush as I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind.

"Ok, I'll get you set up and then you can drain the lizard." 

"Nice!" He chuckled back.

He walked over to the toilet and stood in front of it. I moved behind him and hooked my thumbs inside the waistband above his hips and pulled his shorts back down. It felt like his shorts caught for a moment, and then came loose. I heard a soft "smack". Like the sound of skin on skin. I realized his cock must have gotten caught in his shorts and then when it came free, bounced up and slapped his stomach. I tried to put that delicious mental picture aside and made as if everything was normal.

"Ok then," I could feel heat rising in my cheeks. "I'll ah, step out and you let me know when you're done." 

Not waiting for him to reply I quickly walked out and closed the door behind me. I stood outside and my mind drifted back to how his cock might look. My nipples were hard and poking out against the thin fabric of my robe. I was struggling with the thoughts that raced through my head. James was apparently a well endowed guy. I closed my eyes for a second and imagined his thick meaty cock between my lips. Then the image flashed of him with my legs up on his shoulders and his cock buried in my soaking wet pussy. I suddenly became aware that I had my breast out of my robe, and was lightly twisting my nipple ring. I shook my head, trying to clear the lust and moved to his room to distract myself. I took the rest of his clothes from the day to the laundry room to be washed later. Then I went and straightened out his bed a bit, getting it ready for when he came back. 

Figuring it had been long enough I went back to the bathroom and knocked lightly on the door. 

"You about finished in there?" 

There was a moment of silence and then he replied.

"Um, not exactly. I'm having a little trouble." 

"Okaaay," I said. "Can I help?" 

Again he paused and then replied, "I, um... I don't think so." 

I opened the door slightly to hear him a little better. 

"What seems to be the problem? Forget how to pee?" Gods I love sarcasm! 

As I opened the door a little more I was rewarded with the sight of his tight ass as he faced away from me. Damn he was fine! 

"I'm, well, I'm hard! Damn! I have a hard on and I can't piss like this!"

As he was talking he turned toward me and I could see what he meant. He was hard. Not only that but he was rock hard! His prick had to be over 8 inches long and was quite thick. I couldn't help but stare at it. I could see he was shaved and trimmed and could actually see it bobbing slightly with his pulse. It looked velvety smooth and good enough to eat!

I could feel my cheeks flush and nipples harden under my robe again, my pussy was on fire, and I could feel it getting wetter. I tried to push past the lust but all I could think about was how good his dick looked. 

I forced myself to look up at him. He was watching me; I think he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. 

"I really have to go, but I'm too hard. I don't know what to do. Nothing works, I've been thinking about baseball, golf, Grandma for Christ-sake! Nothing works!" 

I made up my mind. I wasn't going to hold back any more. I just couldn't take it! I walked up to him and placed my finger over his lips. 

"Shhh, I'll fix it for you." 

With that I sunk to my knees in front of his throbbing erection. Now face to face with it all I could think of was how it would taste. My mouth was actually watering as I reached out and took his cock in my hand and guided it into my warm mouth. James made no move to stop me. He moaned out loud as I worked him deeper down my throat. I quickly pulled my head back and his cock popped wetly out of my mouth. 

James hissed through his teeth."Fuuuck that feels so good!"

I grasped his thick shaft and could feel it pulsing in my fist. Placing my lips on the tip; I sucked hard, drawing him into my hot mouth all the way down my throat. I take pride in my ability to deep throat. Lust was in charge now; there was no thought of right and wrong. I didn't care how much younger he was or that I was taking advantage of him. All I wanted was to feel and taste his cum. I took my free hand and pulled my silk robe open exposing my naked body to him. The robe dropped down my shoulders, and revealed my firm breasts, topped with my hard pierced nipples. I spread my legs farther apart and showed him my smooth pussy mound. I could feel the cool of the tile floor on my naked legs as well as the extreme wetness between my legs. I ran my hand down from my tits down my flat belly, over my mons and to my slick pussy lips. I started to run my middle finger along my slit; passing over my clit at I did. Goddamn I was on fire! I had wanted this for so long and needed to feel his cum in my mouth soon!  

I sucked his cock all out, moving my tongue back and forth on the underside of his shaft, bathing it in my saliva. He was thrusting his hips forward and grunting as I pulled him to the back of my throat, feeling the head of his cock as it hit the back. I tasted the slightly salty taste of his pre-cum on my tongue making me cream on my finger as it continued to tease my throbbing clit. 

"Holy shit, I 'm going to cum if you don't stop!" He moaned. 

Stopping was not part of my plan. I pulled his cock back a little so that the head was between my lips as I stroked his wet shaft with my free hand. The mix of my saliva and his pre-cum lubricated his thrusting shaft in my mouth. James moaned louder. I could feel the head of his cock expanding in my mouth and smiled to myself and he groaned and pumped the first of his load into my waiting mouth. His first spurt hit the back of my throat. It almost made me gag it was so thick and large! He spurted again and again in my mouth. I tried to swallow him but there was so much, his cum was dribbling from the sides of my mouth. God his cum tasted good! I wanted to drink it all but there was just too much. I could feel it running down the sides of my mouth and then slowly drip wet drops on my heaving tits leaving white strands from my chin to my chest. 

I slowed my hand on his cock as he started to soften in my mouth. I leaned back and looked up at him. He looked back down on me with a smile. I must have been quite a site, kneeling between his legs with one finger in my pussy and a stream of cum running from the corners of my mouth to my tits. I continued to finger myself as I watched his erection subside. I found my clit and rubbed it a little harder. I was so horny now I really needed to cum. I felt so dirty. I had just sucked my young neighbors cock and made him cum in my mouth. Just the mere thought of this act made me feel like I was going to cum. 

James watched me for a moment as I rubbed my hard clit. He seemed so relaxed now. He tilted his head back a sighed. Then without warning, a thick steady stream of pee came from his cock and splashed right between my breasts! James jerked his head up with a look of panic. I don't think he meant too, but with the pressure of his orgasm gone, his bladder took over and needed to be emptied right then and there. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't stop it!" He practically shouted.

I don't know why but the steady stream that issued from his cock only made me hotter! I thrust my fingers into my sopping pussy as a river pee ran down between my breasts, down my belly and between my legs to the tile floor. With my free hand I lightly grasped his flowing cock and aimed his stream at one breast and then the other. His warm pee splashed over my body as I masturbated under him. Before I knew it my orgasm was upon me. I arched my back and moaned long and loud as I came. His piss washed what was left of his cum down my belly and down to my moving hand. I literally gushed cum as I fingered myself, allowing my juices to mingle with the mixture of his semen and pee. Slowly his stream subsided and stopped altogether. He just looked down at me with his mouth open. I stayed like that for a while grasping his semi-hard cock; rubbing my pussy and savoring the wet dirty situation I was in. There I knelt; covered in James' cum and piss and I couldn't have been happier! Finally I looked up at him.




Like a Good Neighbor



"Better?" was all I said. 

All James could manage was a slow nod. 

"Good. Now let's get you cleaned up so I can jump in the shower." 

Slowly I stood up and took him by the hand to the bathtub. I took a cloth and soaped it up. Then I wiped him down a bit being careful not to get his bandaged hands wet. Cleaning his cock I was rewarded with him growing in my hands. 

"Hmmm, not making you hard again am I?" James didn't respond but I already knew the answer. Once I finished cleaning him I told him to go to his room and wait for me. This he did without hesitation.

I quickly got some extra towels and cleaned up the floor then turned on the shower and rinsing away his mingling fluids. I quickly dried off and briskly walked to his room. James was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. Somehow he had managed to get the rest of his clothes off. 

"Not as helpless as I was led to believe." I said to myself out loud. 

James just smiled as I strode toward him. 

"Lay down." I instructed. 

He did as I said and moved over to the center of the bed. I moved to the side and crawled onto the mattress. His cock was already hard as I moved close to him. I quickly turned myself so my head was pointed toward his feet and swung my leg over his chest, straddling him with my wet pussy now right in front of his face. I was now eye to eye with his beautiful thick cock. I took it by the base and guided the tip to my watering mouth. I heard him moan as I took the head of his cock into my mouth. As I slide it in I spread my legs a little further apart so that my pussy was in front of his mouth. James didn't hesitate to stick his tongue out and run it up the length of my soaking wet slit.

It had been so long since a man ate me out right! I pulled back and stopped sucking him to enjoy the feeling of his warm tongue as it probed my pussy. He was very good at eating pussy and wondered how much practice he had. He went from teasing my swollen clit to licking my wet lips. Then stiffening his tongue, he pushed it deep inside me! I was in heaven. I slipped his cock back in my mouth and ground my hips against him, pushing my wet pussy to his mouth. Moaning around his cock, I felt the first wave of my orgasm wash over me with a sudden burst. I could feel the added wetness of my juices as James' chin rubbed up and down against my clit. 

I stopped sucking him and moved off to the side of the bed. I looked at him for a moment; he was so beautiful, very strong face with his lips and chin glistening with my pussy juices. I moved back over him, straddled his legs and slid up till my pussy was just below his pulsing cock. I could feel its heat on my pussy lips.

"Ok babe, I need you to do something for me. I need to feel this cock inside me."

James just nodded, flushed with lust. I slide up a little rubbing my slick pussy along the underside of his shaft. James arched toward me and closed his eyes. 

"No baby, I want you to watch as I put you in me." 

James looked back to me and nodded. I lifted myself up and positioned my drooling pussy over his thick cock. I touched the tip to my opening and shuddered. 

"Now, look at my pussy." I instructed.

James looked down. Very slowly I lowered myself, pushing the tip of him past my outer lips. One slow inch by slow inch I eased his monster cock into my tight pussy.

"Oh yeah honey," I cooed." Momma likes how you feel inside her!" 

James seemed to get a kick out of my word play, as he smiled and pushed up with his hips, allowing him to penetrate me even more. 

"Umm, yeah sweetie, fuck momma's pussy!" I allowed myself to ease the rest of the way down onto his fat cock, fully impaling myself. God he felt good buried deep in me. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate his width through my tight walls. 

I leaned forward and placed my hands on his chest. Then I started to move slowly; in a steady rocking motion. At first I would glide up until his cock almost popped out of me, and would then slide back down till he was balls deep. I fucked him long and slow like this for a while, savoring the full feeling inside. Slowly I began to quicken my pace. I wanted to feel him thrusting harder into me but knew it would be hard to do without the use of his hands. I was going to have to wait for him to be able to give me a good hard fucking. James was starting to moan every time I pulled up to the top of his prick. It felt like I was getting wetter and wetter the more I fucked him.

"Goddamn that feels good!" He groaned. 

This only encouraged me to move faster on his pulsing member. James' breathing was getting faster and he was thrusting up harder now. I could feel his orgasm building. This brought me even closer to my own pending cum. 

"Babe, I think you're going to make me cum!" He warned. 

I just loved to hear him call me babe. It made me feel young and naughty at the same time. I continued to ride him, felling his cock head almost pop out of me, and then thrust all the way to the bottom of my pussy. 

"EVE! I'm going to cum!" James almost shouted. 

"Look at me!" I shouted. James locked eyes with me just as I felt the first thick stream of cum erupt for the head of his cock, bathing the walls of my cunt with his beautiful cum. His eyes were wide open, as was his mouth as he shot wad after wad of his cum into me. I came with a shout suddenly from the feel of his cum spurting inside me. I shouted and grunted like a wild woman, riding his cock like there would be no tomorrow. I could feel his cum seeping around his still thrusting shaft, and out around my soaking pussy. The room was full of the wet sounds of our bodies grinding together. 

Gradually I slowed my pace until I finally stopped moving all together. I watched his face as I lifted off of him and let his semi- hard cock slip from me with a wet plop. I held myself over him on all fours for a moment and looked down between my own breasts at his glistening cock. As I watched, a thick strand of his cum oozed from my pussy and dripped down to his groin. Then a few more drops fell onto his cock. I moved down quickly and licked around his cock, taking in the combined scent of our sex as well as his cum. I took a large drop of his cum on my tongue and swallowed it, savoring his salty taste. Finally I moved up and lay next to him and held him. Our faces were almost touching. Slowly we moved closer and I kissed him for the first time. Our tongues danced together as he took my cum covered tongue into his. Exhausted we fell asleep in each other's arms.

A few hours must have passed. I awoke feeling James nudging me.

"I hate to wake you but I really need to go again." 

"Ok baby. No worries." 

I got up and helped him to stand up. I thought about getting him a robe or something but then figured that was a pretty silly after what we had just done. It felt so naughty and sinful to know I had just had mind blowing sex with a guy half my age. In fact just thinking about it as I escorted him to the bathroom made me hot all over again. As we stepped into the bathroom I stopped James and faced him toward me.

"Baby, do you think you can do what you did to me before?" 

James looked at me for a moment without saying anything. 

"You mean when I peed by accident?" He asked. 

"Mmmm. Yes, it made me so hot and cum so hard. Could you please do it for me again?"

James smiled. "Sure, whatever you want!" 

I got down on the floor and knelt in front of him again. I pointed my face toward him and placed one hand on my pussy and began to rub my clit. It wasn't long at all before it was slick and wet. James faced me and closed his eyes for a moment.

"Ok baby, here it comes." 

With that a steady stream of piss shot from his cock down onto my chest. I took his cock gently with my other hand and aimed the stream up to my neck. I could feel his hot pee splashing over my breasts and running down my stomach. Pee was flowing between my legs and over the hand that was rubbing my clit faster and faster. I could feel the added wetness of his piss on my fingers as they pressed against my swollen clit. I took his still flowing cock and aimed it higher allowing his flow to splash over my face. That sent me over the edge! I shuddered and shook as another strong orgasm rocked my body. I felt a trace amount of his pee slip passed my closed lips. It was warm and had a heavy musky odor that made me cum even harder. I turned my head down and felt his pee falling into my red hair and down over my face. I watched his flow running down my wet body and form a huge puddle on the floor around us. Finally his stream subsided, leaving me in a wet quivering mess.

James' cock swelled as soon as he stopped peeing, and was fully erect in no time. 

"Eve, please make me cum again! You are making me so fucking horny I can't take it." 

Without hesitation I looked back up at him and started to stroke his cock. I stopped for a moment and switched my hands so that the hand that was wet and slippery from his piss and my cum was lubing his hard cock. James watched me work his cock in my hand and pushed it into my closed fist as I moved it to the base. In no time at all James was grunting and the head of his cock was swelling with his orgasm. A few pumps and he was shooting cum out onto my upturned face. I felt the globs of his cum landing on my cheeks and opened my mouth to take the final few that shot from his cock. I savored the salty favor and texture of his cum on my tongue. I slowed my hand and rubbed his cock across my lips as his orgasm ended. He shuddered a few times as I milked the last few drops from his prick. 

I knelt there for a while, silently rocking as the last few waves of my orgasm ran their course through my body. I looked up at James and asked him a question that I was almost afraid to ask. 

"Baby, are you ok?" James looked down at me and nodded with a huge grin on his face. 

"I need to ask you something." I continued. James locked eyes with me. 

"Yes?"

"Well, um, do you feel funny now that we have... fucked like we just have?"

James looked at me with a huge smile. "I've been watching you for a long time now. I knew you needed a man and that there weren't any around that could do the job. I just couldn't figure out how to do anything about it."

"And now? " I probed a little.

"Now?" He looked to the ceiling for a moment in mock contemplation. 

"Now I want you more than ever. You are so sexy and hot! You are my dream woman!" 

With that I stood up and embraced him. Our naked bodies pressed together. I couldn't have imagined the day ending the way it did. It couldn't have worked out better. After a little while James pulled back and looked at me. 

"Well I guess we should clean up a little." I just looked down at my glistening body and nodded. 

"After that we can grab a little shut eye and maybe..." He pause for a moment "Get dirty again." 

Hm, I couldn't wait! 



Like a Good Neighbor



~*~

Celia answered her cell phone with a happy squeal! Her best friend Lu, had phoned letting her know that she was home safe and sound from her two week visit with her family in Hawaii. Lu was in dire need to share her juicy encounter with a local. And Celia was in dire need to hear it!

45 minutes later, Celia was at Lu's place, bursting with anticipation!

"Oh Celia! He was gorgeous! Coal black hair, to his waist! Nice firm body! Big hands and..." Lu grinned and winked at Celia who pretended to not understand and asked,

"What, knees?" Celia giggled.

"Well, it almost reached'em!" Lu grinned again and Celia gasped.

"But I'll tell you. The things he could do with those hands!" Lu closed her eyes, as if trying to remember something specific, then kept shifting in her seat like she was uncomfortable.

"No! Him too?!" Celia rolled her eyes. She knew Lu had found herself another "spanker." Her fourth one this year!

"Oh yes, him too! Very much so!" Lu sighed and shook herself, as if she had been dreaming and needed to wake up.

"How do you find them? Do you advertise or something?" Celia was kind of joking with that last question, but Lu nodded.

"Kind of. You know how bratty I can be? Well, most guys will threaten to spank me when I act that way. Then I just get all pouty, cross my arms and stomp my feet. But, if he's a real spanker, he takes the bait and I end up wiggling when I sit!" And to prove her point, Lu wiggled, but was grinning the whole time.

"Well, I still don't quite understand what's so appealing about some guy beating your ass?!" Celia shook her head.

"To spice sex up silly!" Lu laughed.

"Spice it up?! Not one of these guys did you "date" for more then a week or 2! Just how BLAND was the sex?!!" Celia questioned and shook her head again.

~~

When Celia returned home, she settled herself in on the sofa with a cup of herbal tea and started thinking about her conversation with Lu. Ever since she found out a couple months ago that her friend was into spanking, Celia just had to look it up online to try and understand what the big appeal was.

She found website after website full of info, pictures, stories and even videos. She couldn't resist clicking on a video site. And after what she saw, she clicked on more. Went and read stories too. And while a lot of the videos and stories dealt with punishment type spankings, Celia responded more to the romantic and sensual ones. Responded the same way, every time. With one hand between her legs, and one on her breasts.

So, when she told Lu she didn't understand why she was into spanking, it was a lie. Which she was sure it was a spankable offense. This thought sent tiny little shivers through her whole body.

She set her tea down on the coffee table, stood up, removed her clothes, then lied down on the sofa. She raised her legs up high and slowly ran her hands up and down the backs of her thighs and over each ass cheek. Letting her fingernails graze over her flesh, ever-so-lightly. Sending more shivers through her body.

Then, using her right hand, she started spanking herself. First her right cheek, then her left. Spanking harder and harder each time. Imagining she was over some man's knees with his big strong, firm, hands holding her still and spanking her ass till it was hot and red. Wincing and moaning at each stinging slap, but loving every bit of it.

With her body beginning to quiver, Celia started squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples till they became tight and hard. Then, not able to stand it any longer, she stopped spanking herself and lowered her feet to the sofa, keeping her knees bent and her legs spread.

She imagined the man, flipping her over so she was now sitting on his lap. And while she put her right hand in between her legs, she pictured the man's hands doing this.

Then she stuck her first two fingers in between her folds and started rubbing them up and down. Only it was the man... then, all of a sudden, the man had a face. It was Wilt! Her next door neighbor! Her handsome, quiet, always smiling, next door neighbor!

Surprised that she was fantasizing about him, Celia found her clit and ran her fingers around it. Going in tiny little circles. First in one direction, then in the other. Over an over. She then imagined Wilt lying her down on the sofa.

Celia switched hands, using her left on her clit while she used her right to fuck herself. Pumping her fingers in and out of her hole as fast as she could. Picturing it was Wilt's fingers probing her hungry, eager, pussy.

Rubbing her clit faster, trying to keep pace, Celia's breathing was now coming out in short gasps. Feeling herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. Wanting three hands so she could play with her, now neglected, nipples. Wishing, desperately wishing, Wilt really was here to make her cum.

She stopped fingering herself, raised her legs again, keeping them as far apart as she could. And still rubbing her clit, she started spanking herself again. Of course, it was Wilt doing this, in her thoughts.

He spanked and rubbed. Giving her all these wonderfully delicious mixed sensations of pain and pleasure. And it wasn't long before Celia came. Calling out Wilt's name as she did.

Then she heard a voice say,

"Yes Celia? You need something?" It was Wilt, standing outside her front window, that was wide open, smiling.

Celia wondered how long he'd been there. She didn't move. Couldn't move. Just smiled back and said,

"The door's open!"

Pt. 2. From Wilt's point of view

(Written by a friend)

Wilt had been passing by Celia's open window as he heard moaning. Not sure he heard right, he stepped a bit closer to the window. Actually he has been a voyeur since he was a young man growing up. He liked spying on anyone he could catch dressing or undressing.

Standing at the open window, Wilt caught his neighbor masturbating and later hearing her moaning his name out loud. Celia was not sure if he heard her about the door being open. Her dripping pussy leaked out her juices. Wilt enjoyed watching her scurry to cover her lovely tits and pussy.

Walking to her door he carefully opened it as Celia walked into the room covered by her silk robe. She peered into his steely blue eyes. She gasped at her hunky neighbor standing just inside her door. His eyes were glued to her bare legs shown below the hem of her robe. He wanted to tell her to take off the robe. The shyness inside her mind and body escaped as the silk robe slowly slipped off her soft shoulders onto the floor.

"Oh Wilt Sir, don't hurt me!" is all Celia said to him as she knelt down before his feet.

His broad shoulders displayed as he removed his shirt. His hairy chest heaved as he breathed in her sexual aroma from her earlier masturbation session.

"Girl, I enjoyed watching you spanking your ass. I thoroughly enjoyed watching you touch your tits and pinching your nipples as your long fingers slid in and out of your hole over and over again." She was glad he saw everything she did... now she knows she has found her man just as Lu had found hers. She looked up at him as his shorts fell down his legs exposing his large bulbous cock.

A small amount of pre-cum could be seen ready to drop off the tip. Stepping closer to Celia, he presented his cock for her to pleasure. Slowly extending her warm wet tongue she licked the tip to catch the drop. Slurping it into her mouth sent a small shiver through her needy body.

God, how she wanted him to just take her... not tease her or torture her. She wanted that gorgeous cock buried deeply in her horny cunt. Her mind raced thinking quickly about Lu and her man, but this was her time now.

"Celia girl, I want you to go to your room and prepare yourself for me now." She went to her bedroom laying on her back with her legs splayed wide open. Upon entering Celia's bedroom... he had his belt in his hand.

"Kneel down on the edge of the bed now girl." Assuming this position he prepared to do his bidding. Not knowing why she was going to be spanked puzzled girl. All she could think of was, "why."

"I will tell you this time, but in the future you will be punished without reason. You pleasured yourself thinking about me taking you and speaking my name out loud... what if someone heard you girl? How could I explain this?"

She passionately closed her eyes knowing he was correct and that she deserved this.

As the fifth whip hit her reddening bottom several whelps formed on Celia's bottom. Her cunt was now dripping with more and more juices as her body was alive while being punished.

His long cock brushed over Celia's leg as more and more pre-cum dripped out and fell onto her leg. Feeling several more whips smack her bottom Celia was feeling overwhelmed as she kept brushing her nipples over the bed sheets to give her more pleasure as he kept giving her pain.

Wilt cupped Celia's face in his large strong hands as he planted a kiss on her soft lips.

"It's over for now girl let that be a lesson."

Celia felt his strong large body engulf her as he slid on top of her body. Using his firm thighs forced her legs open wide to guide himself into her womanhood.

She wanted it to be special and long lasting. Her mind raced back to her dreaming of him being with him before she was caught through the window.

Wilt felt her breath escape into his lips as his cock head penetrated her outer lips. His large uncut cock slipped further into her pussy as her tits mashed on his broad chest. Moaning into his mouth as the last few inches slipped deeply into Celia.

Sitting up while fucking into her cunny faster and faster brought more moans from her as Wilt pinched her rosey nipples harder and harder. Now slapping over the tips sent more pleasure and pain deeply into her body.

Feeling a wonderful sensation building up inside as her man pumped his cock in and out.

"I am close girl... I am going to cummm deep inside your cunt now."

Hearing this sent Celia over the edge as wave after wave washed over her body. Her orgasm kept building as she felt him expand in her womb.

She new he was about to release a large amount of hot sperm into her. Grunting and moaning loudly, they both kept cummmming and cummming.

A deep smile fell upon Celia as she realized she found her man in the most exciting way she could have. She couldn't wait to call her friend Lu as soon as possible, but not before she fucked Wilt's cock off several more times.



Like a Good Neighbor



Older man, younger woman, some call it a "fetish" but I call it an acquired preference. The wonderful man in my story was thirty plus years my senior, and more virile and exciting than many men half his age. I was his willing and eager pupil; he was my teacher, mentor, demanding lover and much more. 

Thank you Gustavca for your help in editing my story.





Like a Good Neighbor, Rachel is There



It was turning out to be a wonderful spring day.  Highs in the upper 80’s and not a cloud in the sky.  Over the weekend I had managed to get the pool in shape and decided it was time to play hooky from work so I could lay out and work on my tan.

Playing hooky isn’t hard for me.  I work mostly at home, going into the office two or three times a week.  Plus, working as an advertising consultant requires me to be alone with my thoughts so I can remain creative.  It has been five years since I worked full time at the office.  The company was very understanding of my situation and it didn’t hurt that I managed some of the top accounts.

Still, I would rather not have a special situation and wish nothing more than to go to the office every day so I could come home to my wife and children.  Unfortunately, my wife and young daughter were killed in a car accident five years ago.  It was very traumatic for awhile on my boys and me.  In the end, the insurance and settlement was very helpful in the fact that I was able to pay off the house and all our major bills.  And like I said the company was very understanding.

I pick up the phone and dial my secretary’s number.  She works in the office and basically runs interference for me.  I don’t answer my phone at home, letting all calls go into voice mail.  Nancy has my private number and if it’s important will call me before transferring someone to my other line.

“Hi, Nancy.  Just wanted to let you know I have a doctor’s appointment and will be out for a while.”

“Gee, Mr. Robinson.  I don’t see an appointment on your calendar.  You’re usually very good about keeping me informed of such things.  Maybe, you’re going to see a dermatologist.  What was his name, Doctor Sunshine?” Nancy kids.

“There’s just no fooling you is there Nancy.”

“You get the pool all cleaned up?  When you going to invite me over and dip me?” she asks with an obvious double meaning.  Nancy and her husband are devout swingers and after the first year without my wife she had tried to get me with them.

“Now you know I don’t go that way,” I reply.

“Well you never know until you try, have a nice time,” she says hanging up the phone.

I probably could get Nancy as a solo act but just never pushed it.  I just leave her in the back of my mind when I masturbate, something I seem to do a lot of.  With a 9 and 11 year old boys running the house most of the time, I do good to have any time other than day time to myself.

I head down to the pool after stopping to slip on a fairly skimpy cut swimsuit.  I don’t wear the suit in public but I prefer to tan in it since it is as close as I dare come to an all over tan.  I don’t like tanning beds, finding the artificial rays not quite giving the skin the same natural tone.  I situate my chair for maximum rays, splash on some lotion and enjoy the warmth of the impending summer.

I must have fallen asleep, because I never heard the gate open.  What I did hear shocked, surprised and embarrassed me.

“Hi. Mr. Robinson.  I thought you might have the pool ready.  Hope you don’t mind me stopping by.  Wow! Now that’s a great swimsuit, Mr. R.”

It was the daughter of my good neighbors Bill and Amy Hanson, Rachel.  Waking and registering her comments I look at my swim suit and notice that as usually happens when I sleep, I was rewarded with a sentry on duty in the form of a nice hard on pressing the spandex material.  I throw a towel over myself and attempt to greet her.

“Rachel, I didn’t know classes were out already.”

“Yeah the last day was yesterday and I came right home.”

“You still majoring in psychology?” I asked the 20 year old.

“Yeah, for now.  I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.  Right now I’m thinking of maybe a therapist or something.  I like to help people.”

“Well I’m sure you would be good at it.”

“Mr. R. if this is a bad time I can come back.  I didn’t mean to intrude,” Rachel says referring to the bulge she is eyeing still very prominent even under my towel.

“Don’t mind him.  He has a mind of his own and tends to wake up when the rest of me is asleep.  Sometimes he stays up all night,” I joke.

“It still hurts doesn’t it.  Even after five years.  I was only fifteen but I remember babysitting.  I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t bring this up.”

“It’s really okay.  You know from your studies that it’s good to talk about your emotions and feelings.  For me, I have good days and I have bad days.  It’s all in how you learn to live with it,” I explain.

“Can I ask you a personal question Mr. R.?”

“Yes if you will stop calling me Mr. R and call me Chuck.  That is what my friends call me and I do consider you a friend.”

“Chuck, do you date much?”

“I did for awhile, about six months after, and it just didn’t seem right.  People were trying to set me up with dates saying it would help me get over it.  It didn’t and so I stopped.  The boys keep me plenty busy and even though to the outside observer it may not look like I work for a living, I actually get a lot more done here at home than I ever did at the office.”

“But don’t you miss sex?” she asks bluntly.

“Of course I do.  But I’ve decided not to try and have a relationship until the boys are a little older.  I have to consider their feelings too.  It wouldn’t be right to just replace Mommy.”

“So do you just…you know…do it yourself?”

“If you mean masturbate, yes I do that.  Maybe a little more than most guys, at least the ones with some access to a normal relationship,” I tell her trying not to show my embarrassment of the conversation.

“What do you consider a normal relationship?” she continues with what appears to be a game of twenty questions.

“Well normal may mean different things, but I was refering to some type of committed relationship where there is understanding of needs, love, desire.  That sort of thing.  Yes there can be purely sexual relationships but I think those are mostly fantasies put in magazines by writers trying to make you believe they are sexual superheroes.”

“So you don’t think it is possible for two people to have a purely platonic relationship, based entirely upon sex, or at least satisfying sexual needs?"

“I don’t know if it is or not.  I’ve never been in one and like I said, I think it is basically a fantasy.  That would be of course other than a one night stand type event.”

“Better not tell my Mother that,” Rachel mumbles just barely audible from where I am sitting.

“So why all the questions.  You doing a paper on me?” I wonder.

“No, but no offense, it could be a good one.  I think you have a wonderful imagination.  It is refreshing to hear a man talk who knows what he thinks.  Guys my age tend to wander about looking for what they believe in.  I just keep my mouth shut or ask a lot of questions.  I hope I didn’t offend you," Rachel tells me forcing a smile.

“Not at all, it’s actually kind of nice to have an adult conversation once in a while.  The only opinion the boys think I have is whether they should clean their rooms,” I joke.

I also look for the first time at Rachel as an adult.  Not the little girl from next door that is now growing up.  She has been coming over to use our pool for years.  She has baby sat all my kids.  The death of my wife and daughter had to have an effect on her as well.  But now I see her as a young woman, coming into her own.  And quite a beautiful young woman at that.  My god has she been standing here all this time in that yellow string bikini.  I have got to start taking more cold showers.

“Chuck, do you mind if I get something cold to drink?  Can I bring you something?”

“Sure.  How bout a beer for me?”

“Mind if I have one?” she asks wondering how I feel about giving alcohol to someone not 21.

“The way I see it, you can join the military at 18, carry a gun and die for your country.  In my world that is enough to qualify you to drink alcohol, as long as you do it responsibly.”

“Thanks.  I promise not to do anything too wild then,” she tells me glancing over her shoulder as she walks into the house.

I have got to stop thinking this way.  Rachel and her parents have been my best friends since we moved here almost ten years ago.  We have watched after each other’s kids.  While not old enough to be Rachel’s Dad, I could be an uncle or something.  And here I am looking at her tight ass in that swimsuit that barely covers it.  I better keep this towel in my lap awhile longer.

Rachel returns setting the beers on a table before she pulls a chair up facing mine.  I can’t stop myself from looking at her tits.  Damn they are beautiful.  So young and firm looking covered in the same barely covering bikini material as her ass.  And so large for her age.  I wonder what that would feel like wrapped around my hard cock?

“What are you thinking about?” she asks.

My eyes avert to her face and I realize I am busted.  

“You don’t want to know.”

“You thinking how much fun it would be to titty fuck me and cum on my face,” the little darling says with an evil grin.

“Actually I hadn’t got past the titty fuck part,” I admit blushing.

“You know I think it is possible for two people to have a physical only relationship.  In fact I know it is.  I know people that do it.  Maintain a non-emotional involvement relationship that is.  Do you think you could do that with me?  I would like to help you.  I don’t think it’s good that you don’t have a totally effective outlet for sex.  But I don’t want you to fall in love with me either.  I have needs and urges too.  And I spend a great deal of my time studying so I have very little time for a social life.  And I don’t like one night stands either.”

Okay.  I know it’s not polite to stare.  But for maybe the second or third time in my life I am speechless.  Did I just hear her right?  Is she proposing that we have a sexual affair for no other purpose than to satisfy each other?  Okay, must be time to wake up now.  I probably need to turn over and tan my back anyway.

“Chuck?”

“Yeah?”

“What do you think?”

“I’m not sure.  You are a beautiful young lady.  No man in his right mind would turn you down.  But I’m not sure I can make love to you and stay emotionally detached.”

“There’s your problem and your key,” she tells me, “We are not going to make love.  That’s what lovers do.  We’re going to fuck each other’s brains out.  Pure animal lust, nothing less.  If I want to make love, I’ll get a boy friend.  And the same for you.  You want a love affair, you should find someone that needs and wants that.  What I need and want you keep hiding under that towel,” she tells me before pulling the towel from my hands.

“Let me see if I can help convince you.”  Rachel moves the top of the lounge chair back and then unties her bikini top, letting her magnificent young tits go free.  She leans back on the lounge chair and looks at me.  “If you’ll lose that Speedo, I can get you good and wet and you can find out for yourself what it would be like to titty fuck me.”

I stand up in a trance and have to maneuver my swimsuit to get it over my hard cock.  Rachel holds her hand out and I take it.   She sits up slightly and as I move closer her hand goes to my cock, pulling it to her mouth.  She wastes no time and moves up and down the shaft wetting it with her spit.  She parts her lips and slobbers up and down before pulling her mouth away and lying back down.  Her hands move to her tits holding the sides waiting for me.

I throw a leg over the chair and kneel above her, letting my cock rest in the valley of her tits.  She immediately closes them around my cock and I savor the feel of her warm soft skin around me.  I pull back a little and then thrust forward, getting used to the tension she is placing on my cock with her young breasts.  I push forward letting my balls drag across her skin and notice her head tilted up watching as I push back and forth.  I take a chance and push as far up as I can and she opens her mouth and takes the head in, sucking it and letting her tongue twirl around.

I pull back and push forward, watching my cock disappear between her tits and occasionally the head disappearing in her mouth.  It has been years and I can’t hold back.  I can feel my face twisting up with the need to cum.  Rachel must sense this need.

“Chuck, you can cum wherever you want baby.  Face, mouth or both.  Just do it how you need to do it,” she tells me.

I begin to fuck her tits faster, ready to cum.  I push forward and reach down and pull her mouth to my cock.  She sucks and twirls her tongue around the head and in a flash I start to cum.  After the first shot or two I pull out of her mouth and she reaches up and strokes the rest on her face and a few dribbles on her tits.

“Here.  Let me get the towel,” I offer.

That’s okay, I can get it,” she says.  I think she means the towel.  What she does is use her fingers to scoop my cum off her face, neck and tits and then licks her fingers clean.  “That’s better than letting some old towel have it now isn’t it?” she says with that mischevious grin.

“Now it’s my turn buddy.  On your back and clear me a place, oh, say, around your tongue for me to sit.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I reply as I quickly reposition my lounge chair and lay back about halfway down.  Rachel stands before me and removes her bikini bottom.  Her pussy is bare except for a small strip of light brown hair.  She straddles my chest and lowers herself down and wiggles her pussy on my hairy chest.  After a few moments she moves herself up so she is lowering her pussy to my mouth.  Her hands hold on to the back of the lounge chair and I reach my tongue out to taste her for the first time.

It has been awhile, but it must be like riding a bike.  You never forget how to eat pussy.  I let my tongue stroll along her outer lips.  I kiss her softly before I let my tongue slip gently into her wet hole.  I snake my tongue back and forth, trying to stimulate every part of her pussy.  I continue to stretch my tongue until as much of it as I can is in her.  Then I pull it out and push it back in, slowly tongue fucking her cunt.  She works her hips in the same rhythm but I know she will need more to get off.  I return to licking up and down her slit, however this time I go all the way to the top past her clit.  As my tongue touches her clit she gasps and her body jumps.  

I reach my hands up along her body and find the tits I had just fucked.  A couple of strokes later and her nipples are hard under my touch.  I run my tongue the length of her pussy again and she grinds her clit to my mouth.

“Pinch my nipples hard, Chuck.  Suck and lick my clit.  I am so fucking close.  I want to cum on your face like you did me,” she begs.

I can not refuse her and do as instructed.  I pinch and pull on her nipples causing her to whimper slightly.  She grinds her pussy to my face and when I find her clit again, I suck it in between my lips.  I tongue lash her and continue to abuse her hard nipples.  Her panting turns to moans and her moans into a low squeal as I feel her body tense above me.  I keep lapping at her clit but now slow stroke her nipples, keeping them at full hardness as she cums.  When Rachel lifts slightly I let her clit go and lift my head to tongue her slit again.  I run my tongue the length and when I touch her clit again with my tongue, she grinds her pussy back onto my face and cums again.  I allow her to regain her composure before she lifts herself and slides off my face.  

Her face is aglow with contentment as her eyes half open to look at me.  She looks at my face and grins.  

“Looks like you face is the wet one know.  Guess I better clean that up too.”  Her face moves to mine as she licks her juice off me.  Only after covering my entire face with her tongue does she place her lips to mine and slides her tongue into my mouth.

“You think it would be okay if I come over tonight after the boys go to bed?” she asks.

“Only if you promise to let me eat you again and then fuck your hot pussy.”

“Deal.  I’m going to go shopping and find something naughty to wear for you,” she says putting her bikini back in place.  “Say around ten?”

“I would wait all night to get at that pussy again.”

Rachel kisses me again and then heads out the gate.



“Chuck?”

I wake up feeling a little groggy.  I look up and it’s Amy Hanson.  A quick glance around to see my towel neatly folded where I left it and no beer bottles on the table and I know I was just dreaming.  Great.

“Hi Amy.”

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t think you were asleep.  I didn’t want to disturb you but I saw you laying out and thought I would see how you were doing.”

“I guess I’m doing okay, how ‘bout you?” I ask.  Amy is an older version of Rachel, except her hair is more blonde and her hips a little wider.

“Not too bad.  I knew you got the pool ready last weekend.  You know Rachel is home.  I thought she would have come over for a swim.  She always enjoys coming over to see you.  But she said she had to go shopping.  Says she has a hot date later tonight.”

“Yeah, she’s a great kid.  She’s welcome any time.”

“I’m sure.”

Wait a minute.  City ordinance requires a solid eight foot fence around a yard with a pool.  How could Amy see me lying out?  And Rachel has a hot date tonight?  Amy moves a lounge chair close to me before sitting down.

“How could you see me laying out with the fence?” I ask.

“Oh, you can see it from our spare bedroom upstairs.  The view is excellent from there,” she says with that same mischievous grin as…Rachel?

“In fact, I would be willing not to tell my husband about the view for a price.”

Oh, shit.  It did happen and Amy saw me.  “What do you want?”

“Oh.  Just my share of what you gave my little girl,” she says letting her hand run over my Speedo.

It really is nice to have good neighbors.