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Charming Neighborhood

By: DoctorS



The early autumn breeze gently swept the blonde hair from her face. Her blue eyes, high cheekbones, pert little nose and luscious lips came into view as the wind swept her hair passed the back of her soft shoulders. A white skin tight dress held by two shoulder straps accented her lightly tan skin. The dress hugged her narrow waist and her flared hips. Her hem wrapped around the middle of her thighs, her toned legs stretching down into snowy white heels.

Walt looked through binoculars from his bedroom window as Melinda walked down the sidewalk of his street. He saw the blonde hair flow with the breeze. Bright blonde on top but light brown underneath. It was as though the sunlight gleamed upon her head, but a darker side lay close to her. Walt knew that was true.

He zoomed in on her breasts. Each one more than a handful, but firm with youth. The outline of a bra showed slightly through the material of her dress, but he knew they could stand on their own. He could see them bounce slightly with each step rubbing each other in her deep cleavage.

The high heels lifted her body so the top of her head would touch an average sized man's chin. Without the heels, he would be able to look down on her and place his hands easily on her shoulders.

As she drew closer, Walt looked at her pouty lips that had a touch of lip gloss. He imagined pressing his mouth against hers, swirling his tongue passed her white teeth and her responding with a long kiss and embrace. His hands would roam down her back to the top of her round backside. Each globe pushed up by her heels. He would feel the warmness through her dress and firmly squeeze her feeling the toned, yet soft flesh of her young body. Her nipples pressed into his chest.

Quick, Walt thought to himself. She is about to reach her house. He put the binoculars down and ran downstairs from his bedroom out to his front porch. Trying to look casual he opened the front door and stood by the railing.

Melinda noticed him as she walked by and hoped she would not have to talk to him. She thought him to be a fairly handsome man in his mid thirties. His clothes always pressed and his black hair cut short and combed neatly. 

He suspiciously always seemed to be outside his house when she came home. As they engaged in idle conversation, he was always checking out her body. She felt him leering at her breasts and butt. She was used to men ogling her, but Walt's gaze suggested he was doing more than getting a good look. He was undressing her and taking her.

"Hi, Melinda" Walt called.

She looked up, her face framed by golden strands of hair. Her thighs partly spread and her big boobs pointed toward him. "Hey, Walt" She called back.

"Hey come on over her, Melinda. I need to talk to you about something."

Melinda hated the thought of being near him. "Gotta hurry." She said. "Just got back from work and need to get changed."

Walt knew she would decline, but he was ready. "I wanted to talk to you about the party you had the other night."

Just nineteen years of age, Melinda still lived at home but her parents were away for the summer and would soon be returning. A few friends had come over Saturday. The drinks were flowing even though they were all underage. Then a few more friends came over. Her parents had told her no parties and although they did not mind her having a drink or two they would not be happy about their house being filled with drunk teenagers.

"Why don't you come up here and we can talk about it?" he said motioning for her to come up onto the porch.

She hesitated then said,"Sure." His house had an iron fence around it that came up to about Melinda's waist. There was a gate in front of the walkway to his house. As she bent over to lift the latch Walt stared into her deep cleavage. Once in, she turned to close the latch treating Walt to a full view of the globes of her rear encased in the stretched cloth of her dress.

Walt watched as she strutted up his walk and steps. He could see the lovely part in her blonde hair and the delicacy of each movement as she navigated his steep steps. She held a lovely ivory colored purse to her side. As she got to the last step, her high heel twisted and she held her arm out with the purse to balance herself. She leaned forward and thought she would fall, but Walt caught her. Wrapping his arm around her lovely waist and holding her to him.

"Whoops" Walt said. He breathed a whiff of her beautiful scent. A freshness with a hint of sultry perfume. It fit her looks perfectly.

Melinda felt his taught body up against her side. His pressed shirt against her ribs. Although he was thin he was fit. Like he did calisthenics regularly. Looking up she thanked him. With his hands still around her waist he led her into the house.

As she walked inside, Walt admired the sway of her ass in the dress that fitted her like a second skin. White innocence bursted from her, as she stepped into his lair.

Walking ahead of him, she noticed the neatness of the living room. A black leather couch and a matching reclining arm chair. A leather ottoman or bench in the middle of the room. Also black leather, the ottoman was about two feet wide, three feet long and two feet high. Next to it was a lush black bear rug in front of a roaring fireplace. 

Melinda was surprised she had never seen Walt with a woman, because his place had the look of a romantic, bachelor pad. Perhaps coming in here wouldn't be so bad she thought to herself.

"How about some sherry? I know you drink. I could see from the other night." Walt asked.

"Sure." Melinda's heels clicked on the wood floor as she walked to the middle of the room. She decided to sit on the leather bench near the fire. The smell of the burning wood and its radiant flame comforted her, but she was still on edge about wandering about Walt's intentions. Sitting down, she kept her knees together.

Walt admired her slender ankles propped up in her white heels. His view drifted up her toned, tan calves to her knees. They were pressed together not allowing him to look up her dress. He imagined the beautiful valley of her thighs leading into her womanhood.

"Here you go" Walt said handing Melinda a crystal glass filled with brown sherry. She accepted the glass leaning forward. Standing above her Walt was treated to a delightful view of her cleavage.

He stood next to her, his waist at eye level to Melinda. She couldn't help but look for a bulge in his crotch wandering how big his penis would be. He was tall, thin and a little rugged perhaps his cock was the same way. Stop that, Melinda thought to herself. Get those images out of your mind. He is your neighbor more than a decade older than you. You can't have sex with him.

"So tell me about that boy at the party." Walt said.

"Which boy?" She knew he meant Rick.

Walt touched the side of her blonde hair and placed it behind her ear. Then he caressed the side of her face and put his hand under her chin. Lifting her face up to look at his, he stared into her blue eyes.

Melinda felt his soft touch and looked up into eyes that sent a shiver down her spine. They peered straight through her. She tried to look away but his hand held her face firmly. Walt stared in her eyes as you would a child forcing her to tell the truth.

"That was Rick." She said.

"Seems like you to are quite close. That was quite a show you put on with him on the back porch."

Although very drunk at the time, Melinda remembered the moment very well. Rick was leaving the party through the back door. She wanted him to stay. He was going to his girlfriend's house. Melinda wanted Rick to be with her. She hated Eve, his girlfriend, and wanted to steal him away from her. Not so much because she loved Rick, but more as a conquest over Eve.

Walt released his hand from Melinda's face. She gazed at nothing, but he could tell she was remembering.

Melinda thought I am so much better looking than Eve. More buxom, soft to touch, I have a body built for sex. What does Rick see in her?

"You seemed to like Rick. Your actions were in full view under the porch light. You seemed to throw yourself at him." Walt said looking down at her.

Melinda's eyes burst open and looked up at Walt. Her neighbor must have seen her. They were on the back porch and the light was on. How could she forget to turn it off?

Probably because she was so turned on at the time. She remembered leading Rick out the back door so no one from the party could see them, unaware of the wandering eyes of her neighbors. She forced a kiss onto Rick plunging her tongue into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her butt and felt up her back. She remembered opening her shirt and letting her naked breasts press against his chest. Rubbing her nipples against his flannel shirt, her whole body began to heat up. He then said, he had to go. No, No she replied.

Then she sat on the edge of a chair and pulled Rick's hips towards her. The porch light illuminated her luscious firm breasts. She looked up at Rick and asked him how he could possibly leave this behind. She was his for the taking now and forever.

Rick bent down and kissed her. I have to go Melinda he said. As he tried to walk off, Melinda pulled his belt and unzipped his fly. She pulled his cock out and began to lick it. Her tongue circled the knob. It was semi-erect but her tongue worked to change that. Rick wanted to go, but let her have her way with his dick. 

Melinda massaged Rick's balls with one hand and jerked his shaft with the other. The head of his cock growing with the swirls of her tongue. He began to push his cock in and out of his mouth. Melinda looked up with pleading eyes and his dick her mouth. He figured what the hell. Putting his hand behind her head he plunged his cock in further. Her tongue lashed under his shaft. Rick slowly pulled back feeling the tight seal of her lips around his shaft.

As Rick fucked her mouth, she continued to look up at him. Then with one hand she began to massage her crotch. Playing with her pussy through her denim shorts. She could feel her cunt getting wet as saliva dripped from her mouth. 

Then Rick pushed his cock all the way in and held it. The head pushed against the entrance to her throat. As Melinda massaged his balls, she felt his hot, salty spunk flow through the shaft of his penis and spurt into the back of her throat. She dutifully swallowed every drop.

Rick pulled his dick out of her wet entrance. Melinda licked the juices from his cock and began to rub her delicate hand over the head. Then, she stroked his slick member. Her pussy was dripping wet and needed a good fuck.

Melinda asked if he was ready to slide his dick in her. Rick realized he was late and Eve question where he had been. He put his penis back in his pants and without so much as a word, walked off the porch. Melinda remembers the feel of defeat as he left into the night.

"More sherry?" Walt said to Melinda waking her from her thoughts.

"Sure." He poured her another glass and this time she gulped it down. The fire and the sherry warmed her body.

Walt filled her glass again still standing above her.

"I have to go." She tried to stand up but her slightly drunken state caused her to wobble a bit on her heels. Walt put his hand down on her shoulder gently holding her then guiding her back down to her seat.

"You tried hard the other night, but didn't get what you wanted. Must be frustrating?"

"Yes, it was." She sipped the sherry breathing in a whiff of its sweet smell.

"Now your parents are going to know everything. Do they know about Rick? Better yet, do they know about how you tried to win him over?"

She looked up. "How would they ever find out? Even if you told them, they wouldn't believe you"

"Well, Melinda that scene on the porch was so hot. So lustful, I couldn't help but keep it for posterity."

With that he used a remote to turn on the wide screen tv above the fireplace. There in high definition was Melinda sitting on the chair of her porch with her breasts out in full view and a dick in her mouth. Pushing the button on the remote he scanned through many pictures which showed her bobbing head on the cock and one arm in between her legs obviously massaging her crotch. None of the pictures showed the face of the person she was blowing. This made it seem like she just needed a cock and would take any man that came by.

With that Melinda stood up in fury. "You took pictures. How could you? That is perverted."

"I couldn't resist. I am good photographer don't you think?"

With that she turned to run from the room and out of the house, but the toe of her shoe hit the leg of the ottoman. The glass of sherry fell from her hand and spilled onto the beer rug. Continuing to fall face first, both hands hit the top of the bench. She was now bent over at the waist with her ass jutting out towards Walt.

Seeing her butt stretching her tight dress. Her high heels pushing each cheek up and the long valley of her legs forming a v under the hem, Walt could control himself no longer. He pounced on Melinda grabbing her by the waist and slamming his crotch into the back of her ass.

Melinda fell head first, but Walt pulled her back up by the waist and stood her straight up. His hands then cupped her breasts kneading her magnificent globes through her dress and bra. She felt his fully hard cock through his pants nestled in the crack of her butt. The underside of his shaft pressed her dress in between her cheeks. 

Instinctively she tried to scream, but Walt through his glass down shattering it on the wood floor and covered her mouth. With the other hand, he took a fistful of her hair and forced her to look at the images on the screen. One after another of her wantonly sucking some stranger's dick.

"You want to scream. Go ahead! These pictures will reveal the slut that you are. Always on the lookout for any man. Some man to suck and fuck. Everyone will know that you use that killer body of yours to get what you want."

Seeing the images and hearing his words, she began to feel this was all her fault. She had teased men and tried to get what they wanted by using her hair, her tits, her legs and her pussy. Although still on edge, she stopped moving.

Walt sensed that she had calmed down. He released his grip and stood behind her. He looked at her back from head to toe. Her ass jutted out from her tight dress and he could see the toned calves of a teenager with sluttish white heels.

He put his hands on her waist and slowly brushed it with his fingertips. The soft touch calmed Melinda down. Gently his fingers caressed her toned stomach and reached up to her breasts. She admitted to herself that he knew how to touch a woman. Make her feel safe and secure.

Walt pushed his crotch against her shapely ass. Leaning forward his stomach pressed her back and then his face went into the hair by the back of the neck. To Melinda, his taut body felt like a reptile uncoiling. Then its long tongue reached out and licked the back of her neck. His tongue on that soft spot made her body start to fall limp but Walt held her firmly. She had thought she was going to be raped, but now she began to feel more like he was making love to her.

Walt whispered in her ear. "Do you enjoy this?"

Melinda was still not sure if she wanted him to go further but she felt she must please him. She did not want anyone else to see those pictures. "Yes..very much." She murmured.

"Say it louder so I can hear you better." He purred in her ear.

"Yes, I am enjoying this."

"Do you like when I touch your breasts?" Walt said while he reached down into her cleavage and held the full flesh of her right breast caressing the nipple with his finger. Her nipple began to harden and with his tongue brushing the back of her neck, her resistance began to subside.

"I like it."

"Like what?"

"I like it when you touch my breasts"

"Do you like the feel of my cock pressed against your ass?" He said, slightly humping his dick between her butt cheeks.

"Yes." She gasped as the shaft of his penis moved up and down the crack between her butt cheeks. "Yes! I like your cock against my ass."

She began to realize she was not with a teenage boy, but a man that knew a woman's soft spots. Melinda also felt older. More like a mature woman who could admit how she felt about sex. With that thought she heard his pants fall to the floor.

She tried to look behind her, but he pushed her face back to look at the screen. Picture after picture of the teenage girl trying to get adolescent revenge. Melinda thought that girl seemed to be slipping away now.

Walt lifted up the back of her dress and admired her white thong. The string divided the round globes of her ass. He bent down between her legs and glared at the white patch of garment just barely covering the folds of her pussy. So young and fresh he thought, as he blew a soft breath up between her legs. Melinda responded by shifting her heels. He could see bits of moisture on her cleft with lovely lips hanging down.

He stood up and placed the engorged head of his erect penis against the triangle of her thong. Pushing his hips forward he rubbed the material into the folds of cunt. This also pulled on the string of the thong pressing it against the crack of her ass.

Melinda let out a gasp and almost lost her balance. Steadying her self, she felt the long hard cock thrust in and out between her legs. The thong material balled up near her clitoris so the strokes began to start a fire in her pussy. Her juices fell onto Walt's cock enabling him to glide it more smoothly and quickly which increased their pleasure.

With an arm under her breasts, he pulled her more closely to him and with the other arm nudged her legs together. She fell completely back against him for support. The grinding in her crotch made her go limp and now with each pump of his cock her whole body rocked like a dancing doll.

With legs pressed together and his cock lubricated with her juices, Walt put both arms around her flat stomach and began pounding between her legs. With each stroke he could feel her pussy lips clench the top of his penis. His crotch bounced off the back of her ass causing it to jiggle with each violent stroke. Holding her slightly bent over he thrust back and forth with all of his might. A few times his dick would slide into her hole but he would pull back and thrust it between her legs.

Melinda was moaning with pleasure. With each thrust, she began to mutter, "Oh, Oh, Oh My God, Oh!"

Her pussy was dripping. She felt his cock enter her a few times and hoped he would keep it in but he would pull back out frustrating her. Then the head would hit her clit followed by the shaft. She clamped her legs together trying to keep it in place.

"Oh, No, No" She said as her pussy gushed onto his member and the walls of her thighs.

Each time he pulled back, she opened her crotch slightly hoping the return of his cock would fill her hot hole. When it did slide in she would focus on tightening it so it would not come out, but he would yank it back.

"Do you like my cock?" Walt yelled.

"Yes. I love your cock. Please give it to me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Make me come."

"Do you want my cock inside of you. Do you want me to fuck you over and over like a cheap slut?"

"Yes. Yes. Fuck me like a whore!" Melinda put her hand down to her crotch and tried to push his violating member into her hole but whenever it broke through he pulled it out. "Please stop teasing me. Put it in."

"Where?"

"In my cunt. Please, fuck. Put it in!"

Holding her cupped hand in between her legs forced the head of his penis to hit her clit. She pressed it against her love button and Walt did not pull back but instead used rapid short strokes. Melinda held his cock head against her nub as it hammered back and forth.


Charming Neighborhood 02



Melinda reached behind her neck and untied the bow letting down the straps of her yellow bikini top. Her full young breasts popped into view. Rick immediately began sucking the bullet length nipple of her right boob holding her strongly in his arms. Her upper back was pressed against the wall of a locked changing room at the public pool.

"That's it, suck my titties, baby." She said cradling his head in her delicate hands. "Mama loves it when you suck her tits. Do you like them?"

Rick grunted approval moving both of his hands up to hold each full globe. He squeezed one causing the nipple to point out further and sucked it into his mouth massaging it with the middle of his tongue. He then buried his face in her generous cleavage.

"Hmmmm" purred Melinda. She felt the electricity from the massaging and sucking of her breasts. The hot vixen let one hand down from his head and caressed along his shoulder. Then she brought her hand down his back feeling his muscles, then down to his bathing suit. A delicate finger went a long the top edge of his suit and then to the front. The palm of her hand began to massage his hard cock through the wet nylon of the suit.

Rick put his hands around her tight ass and lifted his head to meet her soft lips. Together their tongues twirled as Rick began humping Melinda's hand. She would alternate squeezing his member tight when he pumped forward and then releasing when he pulled back.

His body began to stiffen and just as he felt his hot cum boiling in his balls, Melinda broke the kiss and pushed him arms length away holding him back by his shoulders. Rick looked down at her with a "What the fuck?" expression.

"Do you like this body Rick?" Melinda asked.

How could he not? He thought to himself. He looked her up and down from her dainty feet to her tanned legs, the hips flared to the perfect size for a man to hold onto as he pounded his penis in her tight crotch. The toned stomach with those luscious boobs suspended above them. They had a life of their own, firm but so squeezable, and more than a handful. His attention went to her face. She flipped her shoulder length blonde hair from her face and pointed her chin slightly downward. Gazing through her bangs up into his eyes with her baby blues, she got his attention fixed on her. 

"I asked if you liked my body?" Melinda now held him by both wrists keeping Rick and his roaming hands away from her.

"Of course, I do." Rick replied. "You are so beautiful"

"What about Eve?" Melinda asked sternly. "Is she better than me?"

Rick knew not to say Yes. "No. She has nothing on you." His erection starting to soften as the talk of Eve began to break the mood.

"Well, then why don't you break up with her and go out with me?"

Rick did not view Melinda as someone to go out with. Quite frankly, he thought of her as a girl that if you went steady with would be hard to keep as yours only. They had gone to high school together where all the boys ogled her constantly. With her killer body, you would expect them to. What concerned Rick was the way Melinda gazed back, her eyes sizing up the sexual opportunity. 

However, at nineteen, same age as Rick, Melinda had a body and demeanor built for sex and Rick just could not keep away.

Melinda released her grip and pulled his hands forward and put them on either side of her. Rick put each hand flat against the wall beside her shoulders. With his face inches from hers, he looked down into her eyes but could not help stealing quick glances at her magnificent cleavage. Her breasts had reddish marks from his sucking and groping. 

"Well, so is Eve good in bed?" Melinda asked.

He loved how she cut to the chase. "Well, we have not exactly been to bed?"

"Okay, is she good in the back of a car?"

Rick paused for a second. He inhaled the fresh and radiant scent of Melinda's golden hair. She smelled of suntan lotion and sunshine. "Yeah, good. But not in the way I think you mean."

Puzzled Melinda asked, "Like what do you think I mean?"

He let his arms drop from the wall and sat down on the bench in the changing room. Obviously Melinda's questions had touched a nerve. She felt bad for breaking the mood but wanted to hear what he had to say. She sat down next to him, still topless, her bare thigh brushing against him, and took his hand in hers.

Rick broke the silence. "She wants the first time to be special. Not rushed in some car or at a party or in a bedroom quickly before her parents get home." He looked up at Melinda, "I guess she is a romantic." He smiled and laughed a little.

Eve a virgin? Melinda thought to herself. That little tart flashing her round ass in short shorts. Her tits proudly filling a tight tank top. The bee stung lips of her pouty smile. Twisting the strands of her long black hair with her delicate fingers as she flirted. She teased Rick with her sexy body like you would taunt a cat by dangling a string. Only in this case, her pussy was the lure and she was pulling his string. 

Melinda felt that it was the quest of Eve that was keeping Rick interested. It was the mystery of what could be. As for Eve, she liked being the virgin on the pedestal. Time to knock her off thought Melinda.

"I am a girl too and I was once in her shoes. I wanted the first time to be special." Melinda replied to Rick. Melinda was then distracted by the image of her in the back seat of a car. Her hands were tightly gripping her knees up to her shoulders as she lay on her back grimacing in pain. Tommy's flared nostrils blowing into her face boiling breath laced with beer and cigarettes. Her pussy was barely moist when he plunged his thick cock in her. Grunting, he emptied his load in her cunt just as she was starting to get into the pounding rhythm. He zipped up and dropped her off at her house. Alone and frustrated.

"Well Tommy, I mean Rick." Melinda smiled to herself. "A woman wants to be held up high and admired. Like so." Melinda stood up on the bench next to Rick. She let her bikini top drop to the floor. Rick stood up in front of her and was treated to a clear view of her cleavage from the bottom up. Two balloons suspended in air just above his head with her chin viewable through the space between them. He wanted to shoot right through the valley of her breasts, kiss her, and take her. 

Melinda then reached down and, with manicured hands, slid her yellow bikini bottom down past her thighs. Then bending over so her luscious boobs hung right before Rick, she pulled it down past her taut calves and stepped out of it. Now completely naked, she stood up, her moistening vagina a few inches from Rick's face whose eyes bulged with delight. He looked at the landing strip above her clean shaven pussy. She parted her barefooted legs slightly. Then with delicate fingers she opened the pink lips of the shining destination. "Do you want this Rick?" She asked teasingly.

He nodded his head. "Get close to it and have a whiff." Rick put his nose up right next to the opening and breathed in and out slowly. The musky scent drew him closer until the tip of his nose was touching the moist opening.

Melinda felt the tender touch of his hot breath. She looked up and began breathing deliberately as the luscious lips of her womanhood began to moisten. "Lick it, Rick. Lick it." 

He traced the full length of her cleft with the tip of his tongue. Then he began to worm his way between the hanging lips. Wiggling his tongue in her hot hole, his nose breathed furiously against her clit. Putting his hands around each bubble of her butt, he enjoyed the shivering of her body. His cock grew hard as he knew she would soon be begging for more than his tongue. 

"That's it. Deeper. I love your tongue inside me." Melinda bent her knees slightly and put her hands in Rick's hair gently pressing his face against her crotch. She wanted all of his tongue inside her. The tip hit a tender spot in her vagina making her jump up onto her toes. She yelped, "Oh no. Oh my god."

Rick pulled her pussy into his face and sank his tongue deep into her. Her juices were nectar to him as he slurped them down. He then pulled his tongue out and drew it along the full length of her slit. When the tip flicked her clit, he felt her breasts fall on top of his head as Melinda's body became limp. Taking this as a cue, he sucked on the nub like he was sucking a straw. Drawing the button into his mouth, he then nibbled on it gently.

Melinda cradled Rick's head in her arms and brushed her nipples across the top of his hair. The tangled mess sent shivers through her bosom and into her chest. She let her full weight fall into him as he tightly gripped her ass. Her mind locked in to the assault between her legs.

Rick began to groan and the vibrations from his voice quaked her. His guzzling of her love further stimulated her private area causing a recursive wave of stimulation. Like a rumbling engine, an orgasm began to roll through her body. Rick's cock quaked with anticipation as it sensed the plunder of her pussy.

Her heavy chest heaved breath after breath. Before she lost all control, she put her legs up on Rick's bare shoulders and squeezed his head tightly to her groin pressing her back against the wall. This positioned his tongue for a more downward thrust. 

Rick felt her thighs tighten on each side of his head, but the soft skin offered comfort instead of pain. They held his head steady as he released her clit and thrust the full length of his tongue into her entrance. He rapidly thrust the invader in and out of her soaked hole. Her body tightened and quivered. 

Melinda threw her head back, breathed deeply, and ran her fingers through Rick's hair. She inhaled the smell of her juices mixed with the scent of a master. Her mouth froze in an oval shape as a flash wiped out her thoughts. Her whole consciousness focused on the slithering snake invading her cave. Now in overdrive, her orgasm powered through her.

Rick could feel the full weight of her body as she lost all control. Her butt clenched in his hands and her calves strained, pointing her toes. She could not hold herself up as her back slid down along the wall. Her pussy lips clenched his tongue as he continued the rapid assault. Her arms hugged his head as he heard her climactic gasps.

He then lowered her down to the bench and laid her onto back. Her thighs and pussy were covered in the gel of their juices. The mounds on her chest pumped up and down with each gasp. She kept her eyes closed as her hair, matted from sweat, clung to her face. Holding her legs up with one hand wrapped around her ankles, he admired the perfectly proportioned toes, each nail painted sunshine yellow.

With the other hand, he released the drawstring of his swim trunks and let them drop to the cement floor. His throbbing penis stood straight out seeking relief. He knelt on the bench in front of Melinda's exposed butt and put each of her ankles on his shoulders. Then he leant toward her so her thighs were against his waist and aimed his cock toward its target. 

When the bulbous head pushed through the folds of her cunt, he almost came right then. So hot and wet. The opening clenched the mushroom top. Before he started to fuck her, he wanted to enjoy the sensation of her tight sleeve holding his most sensitive part. He held her legs tight against his chest and looked up feeling both the physical pleasure and success of his conquest. 

He let himself fall forward on Melinda's legs, pressing her knees against her stomach, keeping her ankles on his shoulders. Just as he was about to plunge into her with full force, Melinda's eyes popped open and gave him a deer in the headlights look.

"Oh no you don't!!!" She said as she pushed him away with her legs. She rolled off her back out of Rick's grip and onto the floor. She then sprung up like a gymnast to her feet, steadied herself, and looked him in the eye. "As much as I really need a fuck right now, I am not going to be your little slut!" 

Rick plopped down on the bench with his back against the wall. He had a "What the hell just happened?" look on his face. Then he gazed up at Melinda's voluptuous nude body. He jumped up and stepped towards her. Grabbing her arms, he flipped her around and bent her over at the waist. His hands cupped each breast massaging their firmness and gently squeezing her nipples. His cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass. 

Melinda felt his throbbing member pushed lengthwise in her butt crack. She knew he needed relief. Feeling her pussy juices slide down her thigh, she needed relief also. Her cunt urged for a hard cock right now and the groping of her breasts only heightened the desire. Nonetheless she also felt to get Rick, she needed to hold off. Dangle herself in front of him to get what she wanted.

She wrestled free from his hands and turned to face him. He looked down at her buxomness and pulled her towards him. He kissed her neck and put his hands around her toned teardrop ass. Melinda felt his dick press against her stomach and reached around to give his naked butt a squeeze. She then whispered in his ear, "Just outside that door are our neighbors enjoying the last days of summer." Rick relished the thought of fucking Melinda with the whole neighborhood just a few feet away.

She then put her hands on each side of his head. Pushed it slightly away from her and looked him in the eyes. "If you put that dirty thing in me, I will scream. Everyone will hear. They will break open the door and come rushing in trying to save me. You don't want that do you?"

His cock said so what? His brain thought otherwise. He realized it could create a major problem for him with his parents, Eve, and maybe even the police.

Before he could say another word, Melinda coated her hands with suntan oil. She then squirted a generous gob onto his hard penis. With delicate hands she began to stroke his member. Her fingers enjoyed the feel of every ridge. She then cupped his balls in her oiled palm. She could feel them clench as her other hand stroked a steady rhythm on his shaft.

Rick stood straight up enjoying the ministrations her soft hands. He felt her palm roll around the head of his cock. Then it slid down with the oil smoothing the way. His balls tickled as she seemed to massage his come from them.

Each time Melinda felt his penis stiffen to explode its cum over her, she loosened her grip. She knew enough about men to sense when they were about to blow their load. She kept Rick in an uneven state as he felt each wave of pleasure. Just as he was about to be fulfilled, she released her grip. When the wave subsided, Melinda's soft hands would pump his cock again bringing him back to the breaking point.

She leaned her head forward and whispered in her ear "Does Eve know how to jerk you off like this? Does she make you come?"

Rick murmured from his trance. "Not like this. You keep me on edge. Please I want to cum."

"Does Eve let you come all over her?"

"Sometimes."

Melinda released her grip and leaned back against the wall. She spread her legs and put her oiled hands over her pussy. Then spreading the lips with her fingers so Rick could see her pink moist inside, she said, "But not in here?"

"No." Rick said shaking his head. Thinking that if only he could ram his hard cock in that hot hole and bang the shit of her right now. He leaned forward but Melinda put her hands up and pressed him away from her.

"Why not? You have such a nice dick." Her eyes gazing down at his long, hard, but frustrated member.

"I told you. She wants it to be special."

"You mean like candlelight. A comfy fur rug in front of a warm fire and no interruptions."

"Yes. Just like that."

"I know just the place."

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

Melinda's flip flops clipped and clapped down the sidewalk of her sunny street. She had whisked Rick out of the changing room with the biggest case of blue balls known to man. However, he had been a bit more willing to leave when she told him her plan.

She made up a story about how a neighbor had asked her to watch his house while he was away. He had a great living room with a fire and a bear rug. It would easily put Eve in the mood. Then he could do the deed.

When he asked her why she would help him, she explained that once he and Eve had done it, he would see her in a different light. She is on a pedestal now, but afterwards he would view them both evenly. Once the playing field was level, she knew Rick would pick her.

It was a huge boost to his ego, plus his manhood appreciated the opportunity to fuck both of them. A win-win in his eyes. However, he only knew part of her plan. 

As Melinda strutted down the street in her yellow bikini, her boobs bounced and her butt swayed. The bikini bottom clung to her ass and showed the camel toe of her frustrated loins. Rick's tongue had gotten her worked up and she needed a hard screwing. Melinda thought to herself that the first step of her plan was to get Walt's consent to use his house and at the same time satisfy the fire burning between her legs.

She turned into Walt's front yard, quickly went up the porch steps, and gave a few hard knocks on the door. After a moment or so, it popped open and so did Walt's eyes at the buxom bikini clad teenager on his doorstep.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure." He said standing aside of the door allowing her to enter the coolness of his home. Walt caught a whiff of the sun baked sun tan oil gleaming on her skin as she breezed by him

Once inside, she strode over to the steps leading upstairs. She put one hand on the oak banister and a foot on the first step. She turned to him and said, "I need a favor."

The sideways view of her enabled him to drink in the sight of her buoyant boobs in the yellow top. His eyes followed the line of her tanned toned legs widening to her hips. Soaking in the view of the rounded globes of her butt, he imagined his hands gripping them tightly enjoying their youthful firmness.

He managed to break his thoughts to say, "What kind of favor?"

His eyes then fixed on her full lips as she said, "Why don't we talk about it upstairs? Shall we?" Melinda then ran up the staircase. Walt locked the front door and deliberately made his way up the steps. 

Melinda found Walt's bedroom. Covered in white sheets and fluffy pillows with a dark wood headboard, the bed looked firm, but comfy. Bending over, she pushed down her bikini bottom to the wooden floor and stepped out of it. Her hot vagina felt some relief from the cool air of the room. She removed her top allowing her boobs to bounce free. Her nipples, still red from Rick's earlier sucking, became more pointed from the coolness of the room. 

She massaged her breasts enjoying one of her greatest assets. Her hands felt their weight, lifted them up, then let them drop. Melinda loved making them bounce. Holding them with one arm, she moved the other hand along her hips tinkling her skin. Then she cupped her pussy feeling it ooze drops of her juices. Inserting her middle finger into the opening, the walls instinctively embraced it and coated the welcome guest in lubricant. Her body felt electric. 

Stark naked, Melinda jumped up onto the bed, stretched out her legs, and crossed them at the knees. She extended her arms behind her holding up her back causing her gravity defying breasts to thrust out. Throwing back her blonde hair, Melinda looked like a centerfold model gleaming from the pages of a magazine.

When Walt entered the room, he stopped to admire the calendar pose. Melinda's complete tan contrasted with the whiteness around her. Her shapely legs led to a flat stomach and up to two magnificent mounds upright on her chest. From her twin aureoles, her nipples perked waiting to be sucked. Her blue eyes gleamed through blonde bangs. Her full red lips parted slightly showing a bright white smile.




Charming Neighborhood 03



Charming Neighborhood 03

Melinda held the opaque black body stocking in front of her. It appeared to be about half her size even though the label listed one size fits all. Her hands felt the sheer nylon of the sleeves and then the opening in the crotch. The fabric ended in two hems that did not connect. They could easily be pushed aside to give access to her opening.

"How would this ever stretch around my buxom body to fit?" Melinda said to herself. "Well, here goes." She sat down on her bed. Pointing her leg in front of her, she poked her foot into one of the soles of the body stocking. She stretched the black nylon around her foot and wiggled her toes. Then she rolled the material up her leg feeling it cling to her calves, then knees. Doing the same with the other leg, she then stood up with the stocking stretched across her mid-thighs. 

Looking at herself in the mirror, she loved how the tightness accented her toned legs. Then she pulled the material over her hips and wiggled her butt into it. With the top reaching to her stomach, she turned and admired her full ass. The stocking pressed the cheeks together and held them up. Two round mounds of taut flesh that she could not help but squeeze with one hand. Clenching the nylon sent tingles through her skin. It felt so sexy as it clung to her. Heightening the heat from her hand.

She pulled the material up to her chest and cupped her round right breast holding it tight against her so she could wedge the ample boob into the fabric. After doing the same with her left one, she noticed how the tight material snuggled them together as it strained to hold her full breasts. They appeared somewhat smaller but rounder. Putting her hands underneath her tits, she bounced them up and down and felt their buoyant weight. She loved the way the nylon teased her nipples.

From the package, the black body stocking had appeared opaque, but now that it was stretched over her body, she could see through to her smooth skin. Looking again in the mirror she saw it hug her in all the right places creating an hour glass figure of a real woman. A woman waiting to be loved through the fine fabric.

She looked down at the two hems meeting each other at the crotch. Gently pulling them apart, she felt them open beside her vagina and all the way around the back exposing the crack between her butt cheeks. She made sure that her pussy lips hung through the opening and that her clit was exposed. 

Unable to resist, she put her index finger on the nub and gave it a little rub. Then a harder rub. As her sex aroused, she felt the tight suit come alive around her entire body. One touch tingled her all over. 

She thought to herself, if one touch could do that, what would a hot cock do as it quaked through the entrance. She imagined the sensual sensations due to come that night. 

With that, she put her hands through the tight sleeves. The feel of a stocking on her arms was new to her. Her hands were exposed through the ends, but her arms protected. 

She put her hands above her head and felt the entire stocking stretch up. Her tits pulled up and tightened together. The crotch opened further giving more access. The suit clung to her movements emitting an erotic energy to every inch of her body. From her feet, through her legs, her waist, her stomach, her arms, her bosom and her everywhere, each time she moved, her entire being shivered in delight.

Feeling so sexy as she continued her preparation. Putting make up on her eyes to highlight their blueness. Painting dark red gloss on her puckered lips. Brushing her long blonde hair, waving it around her shoulders.

She reached for black heels which would make her look absolutely killer in this outfit, but realized her plan would require some sneaking around and running. Instead she clad her feet in black canvas sneakers which made her look ready for some naughty exercise.

Better put on a skirt, she thought. She did not want her holes exposed at the wrong time. With that, she put on a black tube mini skirt. About a foot wide, it covered her rear and her waist, but not much else.

Looking down at her feet, she admired her thin ankles and wiggled her toes in the sneakers. Then she realized she was missing something. The charm bracelet.

She picked up the gold jewelry from her bureau and clasped it around her right ankle. Kicking her right foot slightly she heard the slight sound of the camera and horse charms as they hit each other. She thought for a second the sound of jingling jewelry would reduce the stealthiness that she needed for the evening. Then realized they could also bring good luck, and decided to keep the bracelet on. Melinda also wondered what charm she would earn to commemorate the success of her plan tonight. 

Right, her plan for the evening. It was almost 10 o'clock and Rick would be arriving with Eve at Walt's house any minute. She had to get the place ready.

Melinda bounded from her bedroom, down the stairs and out the back door of her house. Moving slightly in the body suit had sent stirs of sexual sensation like the flicker of a lightning bug. Running hurriedly with anticipation caused Melinda to feel a burst of lightning from the cat suit. By the time she got to the backdoor of Walt's house, she could feel the wetness building in her pussy.

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

Rick gazed at Eve's lips as she sucked a string of spaghetti into her mouth. An ivory skin hand holding a white napkin brushed a trace of tomato sauce from her upper lip. She flashed a brief smile and her dark eyes looked down to her plate as her delicate hand twirled another spool of the stringy pasta.

As he sat across the table gazing at her, Rick felt turned on just watching her eat. Each time her mouth opened and inhaled another spool of spaghetti, he felt his dick tighten. If only his member were covered in tomato sauce, she could lick it clean for dinner.

The two dined at Roma's Italian restaurant just up the street from where they lived and worked. Vincent Romero owned the place and other stores in the neighborhood. Rick had just picked Eve up from Vinny's dress shop, The Angela Boutique, where she had finished working the evening shift.

Dressed in a tight white blouse with the top two buttons open, the ends of her long black hair touched the top of her white breasts. Mesmerized by the strands caressing the full mounds, Rick longed to cup each one in his hands and feel the soft flesh spill over his fingers. For dessert, he could fill the valley between them with whip cream and lick to his delight. 

Lost in his thoughts, Rick felt a meaty hand grasp his shoulder. Looking up he saw the moon size olive colored face of Vince Romero.

"Hey, Rick." Vince said, extending his right hand to shake.

Rick shook his hand which seemed like the size of a pot roast. Even though he was average height, Vinny was certainly stocky. Big arms, big legs, big hands and a rounded full face surrounded by graying dark hair.

"Good to see you again. Your Dad is trying to sell me another car." Vince said to Rick. "Another big one."

"Well, I hope you like it." Rick replied.

"Don't worry I always buy my cars from your Dad." Vince turned his glance toward Eve. His big eyes gazed at her pure face and drifted down to her magnificent bust and the white valley of her cleavage. Rick looked up at the heavy gold chain around Vinny's thick neck. "What do we have here?"

"This is Eve."

"Yes, I know. She works in my store." He extended his hand to shake hers.

Rick watched as Vince's paw enveloped Eve's soft fingers. He then put his hand around her wrist encasing it in his mitt and said, "Always good to see you."

He turned to Rick and gave him an approving nod. Melinda worked as a hostess in the restaurant. Vince had seen Rick pick her up after work on several occasions. He admired his guts to bring a date to where Melinda worked. He thought, Rick must have known that she was off tonight. Still, a gutsy move.

Releasing his grip of Eve's hand, Vince opened his arms and put a hand on the nearest shoulder of each of the young couple. A heavy gold wedding band glistened on his ring finger. His gaze went from the face of one to the other and he said, "I hope you enjoy your evening. Please let me know if I can do anything for you. Anything."

He took his hand off Rick's shoulder but left it on Eve's. He looked up from the handfuls of her bosom and up into her eyes. "If you ever any problem, you come to me." He said, pointing at his chest.

Eve nodded in almost a knowing fashion like there was a secret between them. "Sure, Vince" she said.

"Ciao!" 

They both replied back "Ciao".

Rick looked at Eve who was again engrossed in eating her spaghetti. "Don't you mind when he looks at you like that?" Rick asked.

"Like what?" She put the top end of a breadstick in her mouth. It dripped garlic sauce into the front of her mouth.

"He was obviously undressing you with this eyes."

Eve paused keeping the rounded end of the bread at the edge of her mouth. "He was just being nice." She said her eyes drifting over to where Vince was standing. 

Rick could swear he saw her tongue swirl around the end of the greasy stick. "What was that about needing help?"

"He says that to everyone. I like it. He is a good person to know in this town."

"I am not so sure."

With that, Rick saw Eve put the oily end of the breadstick in her mouth and bite down breaking it off. She chewed lustily.

"We gotta go" said Rick.

***********

Walt saw Melinda run up to the back door of his house which led to the kitchen. He opened the door and marveled at the black clad beauty that stepped into his home. The body stocking clung to her every curve. He gazed down at her bountiful breasts and the pointed nipples pressed against the second skin.

"Oh my, a cat burglar!" he joked.

She pushed by him but not before Walt stopped her by putting his arm across her chest. Hugging her sideways to himself he felt her soft shoulder press against his chest. He looked down at the short skirt over the bubble of her butt. With his other hand, he reached down and felt her taut legs through the tight material. His hands roamed along her thighs and then in between them. Drifting under the skirt, he enjoyed the sheerness of the nylon as it seemed to lead the way up to her entrance. 

Following the path, he cupped the bottom of her protruding posterior. He ran his middle finger along the crack in her cheeks and could feel how the hems of the stocking came together. Sliding his finger between the two ends of fabric, he pushed his finger between her buttocks and brushed the tip of his finger against her puckered hole. Then he held one of her buttocks in his hand feeling its firmness.

He then brought his middle finger down along the stocking opening and under her butt. The puffy lips of her vagina hung from the crotch opening. Wiggling two fingers, he tickled her cleft causing Melinda to open her legs. Drops of nectar fell from her pussy, drooling along the folds and onto Walt's fingers.

She was so ready, Walt thought to himself. He pushed his middle finger between the gates and into her hot hole. The walls drew in on his digit and emitted more syrup coating the way. He fucked her with his finger breathing in with delight as he explored her inner passage. 

Melinda fell slightly forward as Walt massaged the walls of her womb. His arm across her bosom, held her firmly in place. She pushed her butt back allowing him more access to the hot spot under her skirt. Feeling another finger entering her caused the lips of her mouth to pucker as she delighted in this impromptu insertion. Her pussy puckered as well.

Walt put his other hand on Melinda's right breast and squeezed it causing half of the mound to push out of fabric neckline. He then kissed the exposed swelling top of her breast as her cunt gushed juices onto his other hand.

Hearing Melinda draw a deep breath as she started to reach orgasm, he withdrew his hands. He took the hand that had been immersed in her and brought it up to her face. She inhaled the musky scent of her own juices. Her eyes opened to the gel covering his fingers. Her mouth, open from her heavy breathing, leaned forward and licked the clinging love from his fingers.

"Don't we have something to do?" Walt said, breaking the silence.

Moving into the kitchen she placed her hands on the kitchen countertop steadying herself. She rubbed her legs together standing up on her toes and felt the slickness through the nylon encasing her upper thighs. The open crotch of her body stocking soaked from the boiling between her legs. She told herself that she had to simmer down. She had to get back on the plan she had cooked up. 

Walt looked at Melinda's butt perked up before him. He lifted the bottom of her skirt and peered under it. The two sides of the stocking stretched open showing the deep crack of her ass leading to her taut hole. Bending down slightly, he looked up between her legs at her wet pussy lips and the ripe entrance between them. He thought to pull out his protruding penis and push through the passage way enjoying her dripping fruit. However, he did not want to be satisfied with just an appetizer. A wholesome main course was still to come and he wanted to keep his hunger.

He leaned forward, held Melinda around her sides and whispered in Melinda's ear, "Shouldn't we be preparing for our guests?" 

Melinda felt the erect cock through Walt's trousers as he pressed against her ass. She needed to satisfy her craving too, but also decided to wait for the feast they had planned.

"Yes." she said. "Yes. Let's get the place ready."

Releasing herself from Walt's grip, she walked through the saloon style swinging doors that led from the kitchen, to a breakfast room, and then to the living room. As she swung the doors open and stepped out of the kitchen, her sneaker clad soles pushed into a cushion beneath her. Looking down, she saw a black rubber mat beneath her.

Walt said, "I removed the table and chairs so we could move unencumbered through this room. The mat will help silence our footsteps plus cushion the fall if someone should, say, stumble in the dark." 

Good thinking, Melinda thought to herself. He is right on top of our plan. She then walked through the entranceway to the living room and marveled at the details Walt had put into place. 

Walt had positioned the black bear rug in front of the glowing fireplace. Candles on the mantle and end tables, each with long lingering flames, illuminated the room further. To the side of the hearth, on a short table, stood a crystal half full decanter and two glasses that twinkled tiny stars.

The glow of the room drew Melinda to its center until she stood on the fur rug. Gazing at the fire for a moment, her eyes roamed the room. The low light highlighted the area nearby, but made the edges of the room darker and more mysterious. She could see the immediate area around her, but beyond that lay a deep darkness.

Melinda thought back to the first time she had been in this lair. Walt had taken her roughly, but then she succumbed to his passion. She looked at the leather bench that she had held onto so dearly as Walt fucked her relentlessly. Bolts of lusty light had burst from her that day. Bright rays that still radiated from her. 

Standing behind her, Walt put his arms around her, enveloping her body in a loving hug. She felt his lean muscles as he snuggled against her back. As he kissed the back of her neck through her long flowing hair, she felt the fire build within her. The budding blaze seeking an outlet to ignite all within its reach.

He broke the silence and said, "I set an inviting table don't I?" He then licked her ear.

Melinda could have dropped down on her back, opened her legs and let Walt take her right then. She ached to feel his raging cock plunging into her open cunt. Frantically fucking her as her back ground along the fur beneath her. Her body would emit an energetic orgasm as his warm sperm filler her.

Then they both heard people step on the porch outside. "Shit, they're here." With that, they ran hand in hand from the living room, through the empty eating area, through the swinging doors, and into the kitchen. They knelt down side by side in a pantry located in the back of the kitchen. This enabled them to see under the half doors as they hid in the shadows.

***********

Rick opened the door to Walt's house and led Eve into the foyer. Wrapping his arm around her waist, Rick led her towards the fireplace lit room. Rick looked at the setting beholding the glistening flame and the candles. He released his arm from Eve and walked into the center of the room and stood on the bear rug. 

Opening his arms and holding his palms upward he said to her, "Isn't this great?"

Eve gazed at Rick bathed in the golden light. She thought, he certainly built a romantic scene. She stepped into the lit area. Her heels clicked on the wood floor and then were silenced by the fur beneath her feet. She looked up at Rick's smiling face and said, "Good job, soldier."

She reached around his shoulders and brought her face up to his. Her long black hair parted to the sides of her face. Rick leant down and they locked lips in a loving kiss. Each tongue found the other and danced with their partner as they held each other tight. Their hands caressed each other's backs as they embraced.

Breaking the kiss, they stared into each other's eyes. Candles illuminated Eve's angel white skin. Flickering off her high cheek bones, the light gave Eve's face a heavenly glow.

"What about a drink?" asked Rick.

"Sure" she said popping a quick kiss onto his lips.

Rick turned and lifted up the crystal decanter and poured dark sherry into the two twinkling glasses. Eve looked at his tight butt encased his jeans. His long slender legs stretched the denim as he leaned forward.

She shifted her hips in her gray pencil skirt. Blue panty hose scraped against the hem as she moved her knees to the side shifting her feet in her black heels. Eve put her head back and ran her fingers through her hair feeling the strands of her tresses reach her middle back. Leaning her head forward caused the front of her hair to graze the top of her bosom, the strands brushed the top of her cleavage and fell to the sides of her breasts. Held together by her tight white blouse, her fleshy globes appeared ready to burst free from their confines. She undid a button on the front of the top to allow her some more breathing room as her boobs swelled with anticipation. 

Turning towards her with a glass in each hand, Rick stopped for a second to glance at the two propped up white globes on Eve's chest. Shadows from the flickering firelight danced around her cleavage. He then looked up at her clear skin and angelic face and handed her a glass.

They held their arms up high in a toast clinking the crystal. Then they entwined them together at the elbows bringing them closer together. Drinking the glasses empty, they looked like two flamenco dancers in a loving moment.

Putting the glasses back on the table, Eve and Rick resumed their passionate kissing. He let his hands roam down her back and then wrapped them around her backside. He could not help comparing the tone of her body to Melinda. Melinda had soft skin but firm muscle underneath. Eve was soft to the core. Her flesh moved more in Rick's hands. Melinda's body was a firm mattress compared to the soft down pillow of Eve. 

Rick put his hands on the waist of Eve's skirt and slowly slid down the zipper in the back. He opened the skirt at the waist and slid it down past the fleshy cheeks of her rear and down her long legs. Putting a hand on the outer side of each leg, he kept a firm grip as the dress crinkled along her nylon hose. His hands felt the malleable mass underneath her stockings. He longed to just fall into the comfort of her warm fluffiness.




Charming Neighborhood 04



"Take off your panties"

"What?" Melinda said.

In a low voice, Rick said more forcefully, "Reach under your dress. Pull down your underpants. Bring them down your legs, and take them off." His command couldn't have been clearer.

Melinda stood before him in an azure dress that fit snugly above the waist but then ruffled out from her hips. It reached down to just above the knee and showed the edges of a frilly lemon taffeta petticoat. Shoulder straps supported the linen dress that tightly fit her upper body. The blue material snugly held her melon round breasts creating a deep valley of cleavage. Her long blonde hair cascaded down below her shoulders. 

Spiraling on the dance floor exposed the full length of her bare tan legs right up to her butt bottom. Those who looked closely, and many had that evening, could see her white cotton panties exposed by the fabric pinwheel. Her golden hair flew through the air and radial force ballooned her bust up and out against the straining material. Many urged to get under that dress and join her carnal carnival.

Under the empty stairwell in their former school, a joyful sexy lady, who had been dancing the night away, stood face to face with her man, her arms around his neck. It was Fall Homecoming! Invited as former students, the two had donned themselves up for the celebration. Rick in khaki pants, red tie, white shirt, and navy blue jacket. His look complemented her firework burst of youthfulness.

The dance had been held at the school gym. The DJ spun rocking beats and romantic moods. Rick and Melinda drank it all in. They cut the rug with the other partiers on the fast paced disco like songs. Their bodies jumped and twisted beading a blazing sweat.

On one of the slow numbers they danced cheek to cheek, with Rick lovingly embracing Melinda. Then they felt a tap on their shoulders. They both instantly recognized their former Math teacher, Mr. Wilkins. "Mind if I cut in?" he said.

"No. Go ahead." replied Rick. 

While Rick danced with Mrs. Wilkins, Mr. Wilkins wrapped his arms around Melinda's waist pulling her close to him. As they stepped a slow sauntering pace, she looked at the shiny top of his balding head. He was several inches shorter than her and his beady eyes looked straight in to her bodice. As he pulled her into him, his chin pushed into her bust and gently shook back and forth. His face felt the creamy softness and firmness of her breasts.

He looked up at her and said, "Hard to believe it has been over a year since you graduated."

"Yes. Time goes so fast." 

As she said this, he took one of her hands and held it over her head allowing a slight bend in her elbow. Then with a firm flick of his hand on the side of her hip, he twirled her into a flowing ballerina spin. Her dress billowed out parallel to the floor and he was treated to a spinning view of her white cotton underpants. Peering at the spinning space above the top of her thighs at close range, he swore he could see the line between her bubbly buttocks as it led into her haven. Then the blue and yellow ruffles fell down shutting the door on his leering vision.

With obvious perspiration on his forehead, he pulled her arm so she was pressed up against him again. His neck nestled between her protruding tits. Then speaking up at her he said, "So you are about nineteen now?"

"Yes. Nineteen and a half."

"Good looking as ever. Perhaps more so. I remember you had many admirers in high school."

"You flatter me. Thanks."

"You have become a woman of bountiful beauty." As he said this he inhaled her crisp scent. 

Mr. Wilkins then used one hand to hold one of her hands against his shoulder and laid his other hand on her lower back. As they danced, her cheek on the top of his bald head, and his cheek resting on her bosom, Melinda felt the hand on her back glide down to her back side. Rocking together from foot to foot, he let the hand fall further down to the middle of an upper thigh.

She then felt his hand work under one of the lines of ruffles to get to the inner layer. As they shifted their weight from side to side, her upper thigh massaged his hand through the last layer of fabric. She thought she felt his hand moving a little too much as it touched the bottom of her butt. As he pulled her closer, he gently groped his hand to the middle of her ass and into the back of her crotch. 

I can't believe my former teacher is copping a feel, Melinda thought to herself. As she was about to break their embrace and make an excuse to head for a drink, she saw him look up at her and say "You smell delicious."

Before Melinda could respond, he wedged his right leg between her legs and spun her down into a tango dip. Lying prone across his left knee, his arms catching her fall, she looked up into his love struck gaze. His upper thigh pressed into the angle where her thighs came together. As he brought her back up to standing on cobalt blue pump heels, his upper thigh remained snuggled in her womanhood. The static charge of silk sliding along the pants of his suit, gave them both a shock of sexual electricity.

Now standing, Melinda put her hand at her heart and gasped. She pretended not to notice his cheap passes at her body and said, "Well..Thank you, Mr. Wilkins. But I think I need a break now."

As she walked by him, he gave her a quick peck on the cheek and patted her popping posterior. He said, "Let's continue another time. Yes?"

"Sure" she said looking at him. "Let's do this another time."

Snugly holding both of her delicate hands in his, he said, "Ahh. Then it's a date."

"Anytime" Melinda said breaking their clasp.

As she walked back to Rick, she looked at Mrs. Wilkins slow dancing in his arms. Enthralled in Rick's gaze, she did not notice the theatrics of her husband. She walked by them and said to Rick, "I am going to get a drink."

"Okay. See you in a minute." Rick then turned his eyes back to the entranced Mrs. Wilkins. 

As she walked, the crinkly fabric brushing her legs simply thrilled her. Dancing had heightened the heat and now the quick groping she had received gave it focus. Swilling back a cup of punch that had been surreptitiously spiked, her mood became even friskier. She decided when Rick came back, it would be time to sneak away and let her simmering energy boil into the cool autumn night.

When Rick returned, she immediately grabbed his hand and led him through a gym exit door into the school building. They half ran along moonlit hallways until they reached a deserted staircase. She led him by the hand under the stairwell to a place she knew, from her school days, was little visited by anyone. They were now alone together in a quiet out of the way place.

They immediately began to kiss. The taste of fruit punch and alcohol filled their mouths. It seemed as though the sweet delirium of the evening came together on their tongues. The bubbling romance frothed in their sensual coupling.

Melinda put her arms around Rick's neck. Rick put his hands to her chest and fondled the glorious mounds of the buxom beauty. His thumbs lightly brushed her nipples through the fabric.

Rick then broke the kiss. He looked down at her, and that is when he said those words, "Take off your panties."

"What?" Melinda said.

"Reach under your dress. Pull down your underpants. Bring them down your legs, and take them off." 

Melinda reached behind her with both hands and pulled up the back of the dress exposing her rear. She then spun a quick half turn away from Rick. As she did, she bent over, causing the bottom of the dress to billow up exposing her beautiful butt. Rick gulped at seeing the toned round cheeks tightly encased in pure white cotton. As her movement stopped, first yellow silk, and then blue linen came down closing the vivacious view. 

With the curtain closed, Melinda stood up and, with her hands on her hips, looked back over her shoulder at Rick. Her bright blue eyes stared into his. Then her luscious lips said, "You mean those panties?"

Finding an impromptu place for sex had become an almost daily pursuit for Rick and Melinda. Melinda's parents returned home several weeks ago. As a result, her and Rick were forced to find creative places for their ferocious love making. There was hardly a secluded, or not so secluded, spot in the neighborhood that they had not trashed with lurid lust. 

One night, they had scampered across the grassy meadow of a local park into an alcove of bushes. Rick lay on his back. Melinda yanked open his pants and hauled out his hulking cock. After a few quick sucks, Melinda plopped her already moist cunt on his dick and bounced away. Her gasps of ecstasy joined the chirping crickets.

Another evening found them under the empty bleachers of a football field. Melinda bent over the waist holding onto a post. Rick flipped up the back of her peasant dress exposing her luscious round ass. He plowed her pussy from behind, clutching her hips and lifting her off her feet with each stroke. Although the stadium was empty, in his mind, he heard a crowd cheering the king.

They revisited frustrating places from their relationship. At the public pool, now closed after the summer, they jumped over the fence and went to the bath house. They entered the changing room where Melinda had teased Rick weeks before. This time she stood naked above him on the bench as he licked her pussy into a flowing waterfall of juices. Unlike last time, she did not hold back but straddled Rick as he lay on a bench. She leaned over his chest as she rode his manhood allowing him to feast on her full breasts. 

Rick made amends for when he had deferred from fucking Melinda in the garage next to her house. She donned a black nylon body suit and then with one hand on a workbench she leaned forward and reached behind her. Her dainty fingers separated the crotch of the suit exposing the glistening pink of her pussy. This time Rick jumped on the opportunity to fuck the woman who looked like a porn star. The frenzy of their coupling caused Melinda to fall down onto the cement floor. The rough surface sawed holes in the knees of her cat suit as Rick hammered her doggy style with his hard tool.

Each night after he dropped her off, she pranced up the walkway to her house. Since she was taking the pill, her mind was carefree of any consequences. Plus the added hormones filled out her body, broadening her hips, and adding size to her already ample breasts. Because they swung and jiggled with her movements, she referred to them as "happy hooters." 

One night after she came giggling out of Rick's car, she saw Walt standing at the fence that separated their two yards. Gamboling over to him, she said, "Hey Walt."

"Well, Hello, Beautiful. You look delicious tonight." Walt said over the roar of Rick's car pulling away.

"Thank you."

"Having fun."

"Lots of it!"

"You deserve it. Your whole demeanor shows a delightful lady enjoying her life." Walt said. "Each time I see you, you seem to be bouncing along full of abundance."

"So it shows. So be it, it's true."

"With that, I have a gift for you" Walt said.

"Oh. That is so sweet. What is it?"

"Close your eyes and open your hand"

Melinda put one hand over her eyes and reached out her other hand. She stood excitedly on her toes as she stretched out her upturned palm.

Walt placed something in her hand that from her touch she immediately recognized as a piece of jewelry. It must be another gold charm for her ankle bracelet. "Go on. Look." Walt said.

She uncovered her eyes and saw a gold rabbit. Its front paws dove forward and its hind legs kicked back. The gleaming gold piece showed the bunny in bouncing stride. The pulled back ears gave it an expression of dedicated determination. The hare looked like it was in hot pursuit.

"Oh, it's a bunny. So beautiful and cute. Thank you."

"Put it on." Walt said with a smile.

As she bent down in front of him toward the ankle bracelet, Walt was treated to her mounds melting forward from her chest. He could see them jiggle as they hung down in her summer dress. Her long leg, with the bracelet on the ankle, extended as she fiddled with the clasp of her new prize. To Walt her leg looked like the stem of a delicate flower. He longed to follow it up to the ruby red rose at the top. Once again, he hoped to use his stamen to break through the petals and shoot in his pollen.

Walt realized it was not just her looks that excited him but it was the supple energetic way she moved. Her desirable physique a shell around the super charged spirit within. He needed to have her again, but knew he needed to be patient.

Melinda shook her leg in front of her. The jewelry let out little clinks of sound. "Thank you so much, Walt" she said. 

"You are welcome."

She leaned over the fence and kissed him on the cheek. She whispered in his ear, "Thanks again. Thanks for everything" and gave him a quick hug.

"Anytime" he said. "Anytime."

Under the stairwell, Melinda bent forward at the waist and put her hands on top of her knees. She looked down and saw the charm bracelet around her ankle. The rabbit jumping through the air. Melinda thought to herself, Walt got it right. I am indeed a bouncing bunny.

Rick looked down at the curvaceous woman in front of him. His eyes started from her shiny blue heels and roamed over her thin ankles. He loved how her knees transitioned her slender calves to her hardier thighs. Even from a glance you could feel the toned flesh coupled with cool softness begging to be touched. Just above mid thigh the blue and yellow curtain clipped his view of her most private area.

As she saw Rick bend down to look up her dress, Melinda expanded his view by slowly pulling up the hem exposing the tops of her thighs and then the bright prize underneath. He could now see the gusset that covered the entrance to her womanhood. Melinda could feel him straining to see through the sheer cotton to get a glimpse of the hanging lips that led to her hallowed haven.

"Take off your panties." Rick said yet again.

As Melinda reached back, her mind shot back, to the end of her senior year. She thought of the time when she had been under this same stairwell, not with Rick, but with Tommy.

Tommy had always been up to mischief. He stole from the other students, the school, and the local stores. Everyone knew, but Tommy had a way of staying on the edge of the rules and authority. Talking his way out of every bind, he never seemed to get completely caught and punished. 

During the last semester of high school after they were both eighteen, he had taken a shine to Melinda. He always seemed to pop up when she went from class to class or left school. He walked her home, but to Melinda it was more like being followed. She told him many times he did not have to accompany her, but he did anyway. By the end of high school, she knew he was stalking her.

Often dressed in a white tank top and leather jacket, he definitely showed the bad boy image. He had a very fit body with bulging biceps. One of them had a tattoo of an arrow through a heart. His tight jeans clung to strong legs with a distinctive bulge showing in the crotch.

Melinda could have liked his carefree criminal spirit. His toned body would make a great make out partner. But she resisted his advances because of the way he leered at her when they spoke. He obviously checked out her body and made her feel like a piece of meat that he would hungrily eat raw.

When talking to Melinda, he often called her "sweet cheeks", "babe" or "hot mama". He told her she was a fine piece of ass and had nice tits. Melinda already knew this, and she also knew that a man with that image of her could cut right through her, straight to the bone. Then when there was nothing left. When every bit of her body had been consumed by him, he would leave her for scrap.

As a result, Tommy made her skin crawl. She wanted no part of him. This did not stop him from copping quick feels. He often tried to put his arm around her and bring her close to his powerful frame. She often responded by crossing her arms to protect her chest. He would use that as an opportunity to grab her ass. Then when she tried to swat his hand away, he would quickly grab one of her unprotected boobs.

After the last day of senior year, he had cornered her under this very same stairwell after the close of school. Facing her, he pressed her back against a cold cement wall. He then leaned forward with his tongue hanging out. The biting stench of his breath filled the air as she turned her head to the side avoiding his kiss. He grabbed her chin with his hand and turned her face to him. 

Wearing a tight red dress that hung every curve, Melinda could feel his hard cock in his jeans as it pushed into her stomach. Continuing to hold her head firmly in one hand, he put his other hand under the knee length hem. She felt his calloused palm work its way up her bare inner thigh towards her cunt. 

She thought to push him away but then saw the look in his eyes. The deep dark irises ogled her. To her, they looked like the eyes of a vicious animal, or worse, a monster. His body trapped her against the unforgiving concrete at her back. His hand worked its way up to her panty covered pussy. She imagined the dirt on his fingers as he rubbed the opening through the clean satin fabric.

"I have a hold of yours why don't you grab mine." He gazed down to his crotch. "C'mon. Just a little touch and maybe I let you alone."

His middle finger pushed the reinforced gusset covering her vagina into its opening. She could feel the nasty tip press through the folds as it entered her up to his first knuckle. As the cloth covered digit broke in further, she felt her cave begin to moisten from the rough invasion.

She reached down, grabbed his wrist and tried to push it away from her. This caused the hand holding her cunt to further clench its grip. The more she struggled to free the hand the deeper it went in to her. His middle and now his forefinger shoved their full length into her precious castle. She felt his thumb rub against her clit which sent jumping jolts through her. He pushed his shoulder into her breasts pinning her against the wall. Her attempt to gain control only brought her further into his prison.

He looked down at her crotch as he burrowed his fingers through the cherry red satin brief into her clammy cunt. The warm wetness that led to her womb could be felt through the slinky material. His other hand still clutched Melinda's chin. If she moved, it seemed he could rip her head off. As his thumb strummed her love button, he heard her breathe deeply. She was falling into his domain.

Tightly trapped, her eyes showed terror as Tommy looked into them again. "Now then" he whispered. He released her chin and put that hand on her fist that clenched his wrist. Realizing her struggle was useless, she broke her grip which allowed him to bring her hand up to his face. He looked at her long fingers and its manicured nails painted fiery red. "Such a lovely hand. You have a soft touch. Interesting color on the nails. I like to call it Hooker Red."

A vision of herself shot through her mind. Here she was in a ruby curve clinging dress. Her bosom and butt rounded out by the outfit. High scarlet neon pumps gave her stride a radiant swagger as her ass swayed and her boobs bobbed. Luscious lips glossed in a candy color. Deep inside she knew the brilliance of red accented her womanly charms right down to her finger nails. But "Hooker Red" no, maybe high priced escort, she thought to herself. Certainly not a look she would put together to attract this two bit low life.

Tommy sensed her momentary pause and slammed his mouth to hers breaking through her lips with his tongue. He released his hand from her snatch and instead wrapped it around her butt. His right leg wedged between her legs as he ground his thigh against her crotch. His tongue raged within Melinda's mouth. 




Charming Neighborhood 04



The hem of her dress bunched up to her waist as he pumped his thigh between her legs. The cherry satin panties were now pressed against the rough denim of his jeans. Part of the cloth still lodged up her hole. As he drove his upper leg against her, the silky fabric moved around inside her velvety glove creating a creepy sensation in her beloved hearth. He continued sucking her mouth, face fucking her with his rampant tongue. It tasted like an ash tray.

Melinda felt herself moisten as the fabric rubbed around and in the opening of her protected area. The zipper of his pants scraped her thighs. She felt his hard cock pressing against the metal eager to escape and dive into her.

Tommy enjoyed the round tightness of her butt through the taut material, but he needed more. With both hands, he pulled the bottom of her dress higher and groped her smooth solid ass. Lust surged through him causing him to press his chest against her with even more force. 

He then pulled back and said directly to Melinda, "Take your panties off."

"No. No. I can't. Please don't." Melinda pleaded.

She heard Rick say in a puzzled voice, "Why not?"

Rick's voice knocked her out of her flashback. She realized she was not pressed with her back against the frigid wall. Instead she was willingly bent over with her hands on her knees. 

Back in the present, she put both hands up under her dress, clasped each side of the waist band of the white cotton brief and brought it slowly down over the backs of her thighs. She heard Rick gasp as he was treated to a view of her drizzly ripe fruit with hanging leaves surrounding the entrance to its core.

She wiggled her panties down the rest of the way and took them off. Then she stood up and faced Rick. She let the white cotton knickers dangle from a single fingertip. With a raised eyebrow she said to Rick, "Do you need these for something?"

Rick looked at the hanging garment. He could almost smell the sweet scent of her sex emanating from its pure white. Then he looked into her eyes.

Melinda gazed back into them. Suddenly she saw not the comfortable blues of her beau, but the dead eyes of Tommy. She felt the blind rage of his blackened stare.

"Yes you will" she heard Tommy say as he gripped her hand tightly till it hurt. 

"Stop that. This can't go any further. Let me go." She thought to scream and run, but realized that could only bring more trouble. They were in school after hours and should not be there. Plus Tommy would only keep pursuing her afterwards. Only now he would be more enraged.

She felt the hard cock rubbing against her leg. His thigh pushed on her pussy. She knew if she continued they would both lose control. Melinda did not want her first time to be in the hallway of school. Especially with a gutter rat like Tommy.

Melinda remembered relaxing under Tommy's grip. Realizing she would not run, he let go of her body. She leaned back against the cool wall and brought her right hand down to the zipper of his jeans. The atmosphere stood silent and still. Her thumb and forefinger pinched the latch and then a zipping sound broke the silence. She reached in his open fly and put her pillowy palm around the bulk of his penis. Then she pulled his member out through the opening and into the free air.

The soft hand of Melinda felt wonderful to Tommy. His dick had ached for so long trying to get into her and now he finally felt the soft touch of her smooth skin. He breathed deeply as her palm rolled around the shaft. He let out a satisfied grin as her fingers tickled the head. 

Her thumb and forefinger made an "O" around the base of his member. She easily kept the two fingers together as she dragged them up its length over his helmet. She looked down and saw drops of pre cum dribbling out of the slit. Daintily scooping them up onto her fingertips, she spread the oily substance on to the shaft. Now with lubricated assistance, her grip pumped faster causing Tommy's hips to rock. 

Pulling on his cock, she could not help but imagine how it would feel in her. The shaft could fit in her tight opening, but the head was another story. It was a little bigger than a golf ball, Melinda thought. But to her tight virgin vagina, it would seem more like a baseball banging into her glove.

Tommy began to move his hips back and forth slowly. He pumped his cock through the grasp of her hand. She loosened the grip as it slid back and tightened as he pushed forward. The moist palm felt like a pulsing pussy that completely pleasured his penis.

With his hands free, he pulled the top of her dress down exposing her breasts. Proudly presented in a magenta half cup bra, he pushed them together and sucked on a crimson nipple. The vacuum of his lips drew the nub inside his mouth. His teeth nibbled on it as he roughly massaged her tit flesh.

Melinda felt her blood rushing through her breast to its abused point. She could sense the reddening of her areolas as her nipple elongated into Tommy's mouth. He seemed to be sucking her flesh and blood into him. 

His suckling grew stronger. As she stroked his penis, he tried to draw more of her into his mouth. He wanted to absorb her and then plow into her, spreading his seed over her fertile region.

Tommy's cock jerked in Melinda's hand. Sensing he was close to coming, Melinda pulled in sharp quick motions. She thought how his dirty spunk would soil her perfect outfit. But that would be a small price to pay, to keep her innocence intact. 

Realizing he was about to blow his load into open space and not the confines of Melinda, Tommy pulled away and slapped her hands off his penis. She looked up at him in surprise as he said, "Aren't you forgetting something?" 

He pointed to her crotch and grinned. She knew she had to take off her red satin panties.

Lifting the bottom of her ruby dress, she looked down at her legs. His rough denim jeans had scraped pink streaks on her inner thighs. She saw her panties pushed into her hole which had brought the waist band down to the middle of her trimmed blonde landing strip. Resolved to her fate, she put a hand on either side of the elastic and slid the satin underwear down her legs.

Tommy watched as she brought the slinky garment down her tanned thighs. He stared in disbelief as each high heeled foot stepped out of it. She did it, he thought to himself. Now she was definitely ready to fuck. His plan had worked.

Melinda had another plan. She put the satin fabric onto Tommy's cock so its head pushed into the gusset of the brief. Then she wrapped both hands around the shaft of his penis encasing it in a silky sleeve. She then lifted herself up onto her toes and put the cloth covered cock head against her clit. She tightened her thighs to ensure no further entrance into her fortress.

Feeling his cock encased in slinky fabric, Tommy lunged forward trying to push the head into Melinda's opening. Her butt bumped into the wall as the head of his cock punched against her gate. The cloth stopped the ramming rod. He then wrapped his hands around her naked butt and pumped powerfully. He wanted to fuck through the gusset of her panties and break open the closed door.

In spite of the surge that hit Melinda, she kept her thighs together and a firm grip of his penis. Each time he hit her clit, a shock shot through her. Her pussy moistened as the violent member pushed against her groin. 

Tommy lifted Melinda up but her legs stayed together between his legs. He felt his cock was like a chisel, trying to break through a stone wall. She bent her knees slightly so her upper thighs created a valley that rubbed his balls each time he shot forward. The tingling of his testicles caused sperm to build up inside his balls. 

Melinda remembered the scorching scene. Pressed against concrete and held up by Tommy gripping her butt. Her bent knees between his legs guided his cock toward her. Her hands clenched a satin sleeve around his cock. With her head turned to her side, her mouth let out little yelps each time the penis panged her clit. Tommy's face burrowed into her cleavage. His mouth gritted its teeth against her breast bone looking like it would tear out her red heart. 

He grunted into her. Not able to get in, but still getting relief for his throbbing member. As he worked his cock into the tight envelope, he began to gasp for air. The heavy breathing caused saliva to drip off his tongue and off his lips falling in droplets. 

Melinda felt his drool slide down her stomach and imagined it reaching the opening of her tunnel. There it would join the fluid gushing out of her entrance. So much liquid built up in Melinda's cavern, it began to squirt onto the satin. If it were not for the fabric that she gripped so tightly, the huge round head would have broken through the gates. 

The constant pushing became more forceful by the gel greasing its path. Her hands began to ache and she felt her knees drop as she slid down the wall. This caused the opening of her cave to feel the full strength of the round rock trying to break in. She also heard her body telling her it was time to let the invader have its way.

To make matters worse, Tommy dropped his hands from her butt and clenched the back of each of her thighs. With one quick heave of his strong arms, he broke them apart and put one to each side of his waist. She was now spread eagle against the wall with her cunt open. His helmet head knocked at the entrance but the satin shield stopped it from breaking through.

The top of his cock felt huge to Melinda as it tried to break through the door of her womanhood. Fortunately for her, the brief had reinforced fabric at the bottom of its crotch. This thicker layer remained wrapped around the wrecking ball padding its force as it banged at her entranceway.

She continued to grip his wrapped dick with both hands, but she felt herself weakening. Stopping the relentless attack tired her. Her wrists and fists pulsed in pain. Plus the fire building within her kept telling her mind to quit. Let the intruder in and enjoy the burning pleasure.

She felt her grasp easing. The covering on his cock began to slip away. Her spread legs opened the doors. Melinda felt her pathway clear and could no longer stop the invader. Soon the huge helmet would storm in and violate her precious part.

Just as she was about to give in to the thundering assault...

Tommy froze as his balls boiled up their hot fluid. He pumped again and then shivered as the spunk shot through his shaft and out its slit. Load after load spurted into the slimy sleeve. His desperation to get inside of her suspended as he felt the relief of emptying his pent up spunk. 

The white hot liquid further lubricated the path. The wet warmth caressed his manhood as it humped and spewed more of its steamy seed. But his tool soon lost its strength. Nonetheless, he relished the feel of the fabric as it dripped its juices onto his cooling cock.

He released his grip on Melinda and looked upward in satisfaction. As he pulled away, Melinda steadied herself on her feet and jerked the soft satin on his shaft. The garment, completely soaked from his sperm, moved easily as the last few drops spurted from his softening member. She felt the last beads of his heathen semen land on her wrist.

Seeing him now full of peace, she hugged him close. Then she reached down and took the cloth encasement off his cock. Wrapping her hand around the bell shaped head, she felt the wet sticky spunk. Then she put the dome against the opening of her cunt. With just a little tug, a gleaming white droplet popped out and hit the entrance to her pussy. It mixed with her own nectar as it dripped down her thighs. 

"Melinda. Melinda." It was Rick's voice. "Are you alright?"

Melinda opened her eyes and looked up at Rick. Where was she? 

She looked up and saw the comfortable face of Rick. Then she saw the white cotton panties dangling off her fingers as a present to him. He snatched the panties and threw them aside. Briskly, Rick grabbed her butt behind her frilly dress and pulled her toward him. She felt his hard cock through the ruffled material ready to complete its mission.

She parted her legs as she felt him draw up her dress. The bulbous head then pushed against the opening of her pussy. Opening her legs further, she welcomed the mushroom head into her haven.

He lifted her up and then shifted forward, softly pressing her back against the wall. Melinda realized the concrete now felt warm and soothing as it allowed Rick to further push his love into her. She wrapped her legs around his lower back. Now fully coupled at the waist, his staff plunged into her tunnel giving her needed relief.

Rick pumped his penis in long piston like strokes into Melinda's burning engine. Her tits bounced and her head jerked up and down. She looked like she was riding a pogo stick as her body hopped with each of Rick's strokes. 

She heard the jingling of jewelry in the quiet air. She recognized the sound of her charm bracelet. She looked over Rick's shoulder at her ankle. There was the bunny, bouncing along.

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Around a hallway corner from the couple, Eve leaned on her left shoulder against the metal front of a locker. A strapless full length fluted gown highlighted her long lithe figure. With the color of graphite, the satin glistened in the midnight air. Her long full raven hair fell down to her shoulders.

She brought a lit cigarette up near her charcoal painted lips. Yeah, you are not supposed to smoke in school, she thought to herself. Well they can go fuck themselves, she whispered, as she flicked an ash onto the tile floor.

After inhaling a long drag, steamy smoke blew from her mouth and nose. With glaring intensity, she listened to the ruffling fury under the nearby stairwell. The sound of crinkling silk let Eve know that Melinda and Rick were grinding each other into oblivion.

Don't they ever stop, she thought rolling her eyes upward. They're like rabbits.

Behind her back stood Tommy, her date for the evening, with his hands wrapped around her waist and his chest against her back. He wore a black suit, an onyx shirt and metal color tie. He brought his hands up along the silk fabric that clung to her toned stomach and felt her overhanging breasts. Squeezing them, he lifted their full weight. He looked over her shoulder at the top of her dress which wrapped around the front of her bust. The graphite silk struggled to encase her buoyant boobs.

Looking down at her cleavage he saw her ivory skin as it rounded down into a crevice of pitch darkness. You could free fall infinitely into that dark canyon. He pulled down slightly on the material under her bosom causing the wrap to pull down over her mounds. 

Just as her nipples began to expose, Eve swiftly used her non-cigarette hand to grab his hold under her tits. She stung the scalpels of two fingernails into his skin. The hands fell free and she heard him drop to a knee as he yelped "Ouch" behind her.

Holding her burning cigarette next to her face, she shifted her hazel eyes sideways and then turned her head back to look down at a kneeling Tommy. He was clutching his hand grimacing in pain. "I told you be careful with the dress. Don't maul me with your nasty bear claws."

He stood up behind her again. Cautiously he placed his hands on the side of her hips. He saw her inhale and breath out a long flume of smoke. He waited a second to make sure she would not hurt him again and then rubbed his groin against her butt.

The satin material felt so smooth as he gently ground his crotch into her rear end. Her rounded globes pushed in like fluffy down as he rubbed his groin into them. Pressing against his fly, his hardening penis found the groove between her cheeks. Using his hips as leverage he pushed into the valley of her two pillows and humped the bottom of his shaft in the silky fold.

Eve felt the latch of his zipper scrape her dress. She then looked back over her shoulder at him and said, "Hey moron. Take your cock out already. Let's get on with it."

The sound of his zipper opening and rustling fabric told her he had finally gotten the point. As she flicked off an ash from her cigarette, she felt the dome of his penis push into the crack of her ass. As it pushed the satin forward, she felt the bell shaped head press between her cheeks and push against her anus. She had seen his cock before so she was not surprised at the monstrous sensation of its hulking head. Keep trying, she thought. It will never get in. 

Largely disinterested, she continued to lean her left side on the cool metal locker. As she felt his monster push the fabric, she would shift her legs. This caused her cheeks to massage the massive bulb as it thrust toward her netherworld. She wanted to get him going so she could quickly complete this task.

Because Eve's movements molded her crevice around his helmet, Tommy thought she was starting to get into his dry humping. He wanted to lift up the hem of her long dress and yank down her panties. That is if she was wearing panties. Then he would thunder straight into her puckered hole. First she would resist, but eventually she would surrender to his assault. They would both grunt to mind shattering orgasms.

He knew he had to act carefully. Eve's volatile personality vengefully responded to any violation. Tommy definitely knew that.

In attempt to loosen up the icy princess, Tommy put his head on her bare shoulder. He inhaled the stalking scent of her raven hair. He then licked along the bone colored skin of her neck. His tongue then moved up to her ear lobe. An acrid taste touched his tongue as the slimy eel entered her ear. 

Eve turned a quick glance back towards him and said, "Stop slobbering you pig. Focus. Or you will end up jerking off in a corner."

He responded by leaning his torso back and, using her hips for leverage, he guided his naked cock along the slinky fold in the deep gray fabric. The round melons of her rear molded around his rigid rod. He alternated positions, gliding his penis along the silk fold in her crack, pulling back, and then spearing its sensitive head deeper into her darkness.

The quick grunting sounds as he pleasured himself on her body were tuned out by Eve. Blowing smoke, she listened intently to Rick and Melinda right around the corner. She heard a cacophony of "Ahhs and Ohhs" as their fucking frenzy reached its climax.

"How pathetic" she said, not caring if Tommy heard her and misinterpreted who she was talking about. 

She felt Tommy's cock start to jerk as he pleasured himself on her posterior. She knew he was close to blowing spunk spots all over her back. Letting out a sigh, she got ready to finish him off in a way that did not ruin her enchanting outfit. 

She threw her cigarette to the floor and stamped it out with an ebony stiletto heel. Holding up her left forearm in front of her breasts, she looked at a small pitch black leather purse that dangled on a silver chain from her wrist. Tommy's frenzied humping caused the pouch to swing like a spastic pendulum. 

Steadying the purse with her right hand, she opened its chrome clasp and took out a squeeze tube of lotion. She first yawned into the back of her left hand, and then switched the bottle from her right to left hand. She fisted its fingers around the flexible container. Standing up straight, she upturned her right palm out in front of her stomach. Her outstretched arm moved back and forth as Tommy continued to pulse his penis against her body. Annoyed that she had to adjust her aim to the movement, she squeezed generous gobs of lotion onto her palm.

Knowing he probably had a lame shit eating grin on his face, she reached behind her without looking. Her greasy hand grabbed his dick. She wrapped her palm around the rigid shaft bottom and let him pump through the well oiled path. She kept the dry back of her hand against her butt determined to prevent stains on her shiny dress.




Charming Neighborhood 04



Tommy stroked through the firm grip. The bell head of his cock pushed into her soft slippery hand. As he felt her clasp his knob, he paused, letting her hand pump the top of his penis. His sperm started to rumble up the pipe.

Eve felt the seed rise up his stiff tower. A gush of goo hit her palm. Mindful of her dress, she quickly turned around and stepped to his side. She lathered the sperm onto his cock which allowed her to jerk him off with greater speed. She whispered into his ear, "Let it come, boy. Let it come"

With that, a white cum shot hit the locker and drooled down the metal. The next one landed on the tile floor. Eve grabbed hold of his ass with her left hand and yanked hard with her right sending the next spurt into empty space. 

Tommy's mind quaked to the thunder of her hand job. After several joyful jolts of jism, he felt Eve release her grip. Then he felt one drippy fingertip slide down to his balls and massage each testicle. It felt as though she was stirring loose all of his built up semen. Then she gripped his oiled member and pulled up. A fire hose like stream of scum pulsed toward the ceiling.

Before the last few drops burst out, Eve removed her hand again. A single glistening fingertip slid down the underside of his cock. Starting from the top of his balls, she firmly flicked the fingertip along his tube shooting a perfect white shot out the slit. 

Eve's minimal touch stroking the bottom of his penis mesmerized Tommy. He had been used to groping and grinding. Rough hands wanking his always aching cock. Now gentle quick streaks drained every last remnant of sperm from his balls.

Completely satisfied, he turned to face Eve who was wiping her hands off on his suit jacket. He saw her inspect them to make sure they were clean of gooey gunk. She smelled her palms for the stinking scent of semen. Reaching into her wrist purse, she pulled out a tiny bottle of perfume and sprayed a mist on her hands, arms, and neck. The atmosphere filled with the scent of briar. 

Then she fetched another cigarette and put it in her mouth. As he reached in his coat pocket searching for a match, he saw her flick open a steel case lighter. The flame flickered yellow light into the hallway as she lit the end of her cig. 

Tommy watched this whole process with a hazy post-orgasm mind. Watching her fingers and arms work diligently, he envisioned the legs of a spider. He stood in awe as the arachnid busily tended its web.

She took a long drag and pushed out her bottom lip sending a flume upward. As she looked up at the smoke billowing when it hit the ceiling, she heard the sounds of footsteps headed straight towards them. Her quick scheming eyes steely shifted her view around the darkness finding an alcove by a classroom door.

Grabbing the lapel of Tommy's suit, she pulled him into the jet blackness of the vestibule. They both crouched down. Hidden from sight, they watched Rick and Melinda practically skip by hand in hand. Kneeling forward, they stuck their heads out to leer at the couple from behind. They watched as Melinda's golden blonde hair bounced along and turned a corner out of sight.

Eve stood up and furiously blew smoke out of her nose and mouth. "That man stealing bitch" she said.

Then she turned and looked down at the still kneeling Tommy and said, "Do you want some pussy?"

He nodded yes and scurried over to Eve on his hands and knees. He then lifted the hem of her floor length dress.

Just as he was about to get a look up her bare legs, she smacked his hands away. The dress fell back down completely covering her again. Looking down at Tommy, she saw him kneeling in his crouched position. He looked like a tiger ready to pounce. Well maybe a big housecat, she mused to herself. But he will do.

Her shifty eyes looked into his and noticed he was staring intently at the fabric below her waist. He seemed to be trying see right through the gray silk and get a glimpse of the sable colored bush that stood above her well protected womanhood. She snapped her fingers to get his attention. 

He looked up at her like a dog waiting instructions. She then emphatically pointed to below her waist, "Not that one, you idiot."

Tommy shifted his head to one side and showed a puzzled expression.

Eve gestured with the fire red point of her cigarette to the corridor that the golden haired Melinda had just bounced along.

"The blonde one."



Charming Neighborhood



That was it. The orgasm hit her. "Oh God, Oh Fuck" Her eyes glazed over and she fell forward. She caught herself on the leather bench with one arm, the other still pressing the head of Walt's dick against her burning nub. Walt continued the wicked rapid assault. Her hot pussy poured juices and her whole body responded with jerking waves. The waves rolling through her over and over. Her legs weakened but Walt held her firmly against him.

Melinda's hand pressed against the head of his cock soaked with his juices was all Walt could take. He felt his balls tighten and the sperm shoot up his shaft. A load of hot spunk jolted into her hand and then another. He held her tightly as her fingers pressed his dick to her inviting walls. Load after load he soaked her hands and the come dripped down her legs joining her juices. He continued to pump until the last drops spurted into the soft velvet glove formed by her hand and pussy.

After they both steadied themselves letting their climaxes subside, Walt laid Melinda down sideways on the leather bench. The bottom of her dress was wrapped around her waist and the top pulled down below her breasts. Her bra cups had been yanked down also, exposing her tan tits with pointed nipples. Her once neatly combed blonde hair was now a sweaty mess thrown about her head and shoulders.

Looking down at her, Walt admired the afterglow of her orgasm. Even as a tussled mess, she was still a vision of beauty. He watched her breathing slow down enjoying her curvaceous figure. As she lay on her side, one leg on top of the other, he looked at her wet crotch. His white sperm mixed with her juices glistening in her valley all along her thighs and womanhood.

She lay with eyes closed enjoying the aftermath. Walt quietly took some pictures of her to capture her beaming brilliance. He took some full length shots and then focused on her round ass and long legs, capturing the gleam of the dripping results of their passion. She was so desirable in her just fucked look.

But, she was not just fucked, Walt thought. He needed to take care of that. Putting the camera down, he began to undress her. Worn out from the sherry and having come like a wild women, Melinda could feel him lift her slightly as he pulled her dress over her hips, down her legs and off her heels.

Melinda turned onto her stomach and put her arms under her breasts. "No" she said. "Please just let me rest here a minute. No more." She then closed her eyes and let her self become enveloped again in her post climactic joy.

"I was going to just rub your back. Help you relax a little." Walt said.

"Mmm" was all Melinda replied. Holding her arms beneath she felt the heat from the fire on her nearly naked body. She began to nod off slightly.

Walt got a bottle of massage oil and warming the oil in his hands first he put it on her back. He then undid her bra clasp and let it fall to her sides. Melinda could feel the straps falling down, but before she could protest him undressing her further, the warm oil dropped on the center of her back sending a ripple of relaxation through her.

His lubricated hands softened each muscle they rubbed. He then massaged the small of her back where the spine meets the hips. The oil and his firm fingertips released the tension. Then he gently pulled the remainder of her thong off her legs. Now she was clad only in her heels and an undone bra that would come off when she got up.

He squirted oil onto the globes of her buttocks and massaged the firm tissue. He worked the area where her legs joined each mound softening the tenseness there.

Walt could not believe the firmness, but softness of this young woman. Nothing sagged. Each muscled toned but covered with a slight fat layer making her feel soft. His hands could push into her flesh, but easily bounce back. He felt like he could just immerse himself in her youth.

Standing above her Walt looked at her soft shoulders and how they narrowed down to her waist. The upright roundness of each globe and the slenderness of her legs. The whole vision covered in oil glistening in the flames from the fire.

He took off the remainder of his clothes and put a generous glob of oil on his cock. As he looked down at the vision before him, he masturbated his member bringing himself to a full erection. Then he leaned over the prone body before him and lifted Melinda's shoulders pulling her back towards him causing her knees to bend so her butt sat back on her heels. There was no resistance as he moved her backwards. He was concerned if he let go of her that she would fall off the bench and onto the floor.

Her unclasped bra fell down her arms and Walt removed it over her hands tossing it to the floor. Melinda could feel the heat on her bosom. Holding herself up with her arms stretched she could feel her heels against her butt. "What are you doing?" She asked as she stirred from her bliss.

"Helping you stretch your back. Now bring your arms down. Let your back curve." Melinda responded by putting her arms in front of her bosom side by side. Her elbows pressing against her nipples causing the sides of each mound to push out. With Walt pushing her back down she leant forward resting her shoulders on the leather bench with her head over the side. Her knees pulled underneath supported her with her high heeled feet hanging off the other end of the bench.

Walt put more oil on her back and then rubbed her sides. His fingers gently rubbed the pushed out flesh of her tits. His erect oiled cock was above her butt crack. Pulling his hips back he positioned the swollen head to the lips of Melinda's wet slit. Slowly he pushed the dome of his erection into her moist hole. Her wetness helped it slide passed her stretching lips until the head of his cock was encased in her pussy. Her warm folds embraced his knob.

Melinda did not stir. Walt parted her legs slightly and lifted up her butt for a better angle and pushed his shaft into her tight tunnel. His long man meat encased in her sleeve glided in until his balls touched her clit. The squeezing muscles of her vagina shot electric ecstasy through his cock and into his whole body. He leaned forward wrapping his arms around hers to hold them in place. He cupped his hands around the full flesh of her breasts squeezing them so the nipples protruded through his fingers. Rolling his palms around the mounds, their largeness spilled from the sides of each grip.

Laying over her with his cock completely in her and his hands full of her soft flesh, He breathed in her scent. The musky smell of skin. The sultry perfume. The freshness of her blonde hair. He then licked the back of her spine up to her neck.

Melinda popped her head up. What was that she thought. It felt like a snake had licked her and was now breathing heavily on the back of her neck. She tried to feel behind her but her arms were pressed to her sides. She wiggled her backside to get free and felt that the serpent had filled her precious part completely.

"Calm down my beauty. I am giving you what you need. You asked for this didn't you?"

"No, No!" Melinda tried to see what was happening but her hair covered her face. She kept throwing her head around and blew air from her lips but could not get it out of her eyes. Then she pushed back trying to get off the bench thereby ramming her backside into Walt's crouch.

Walt pushed back against her ass straining as his cock could go no further into her womb. Then he felt Melinda's vagina squeeze as she tried to push his violating member out of her. The sensation of her muscles strangling his cock caused Walt to through his head back and howl. Not a howl of pain, but one of intense pleasure.

An animal had trapped her, Melinda now knew that for sure. The serpent began to piston her pussy. Even as she tensed every part of her being, the wetness from earlier in the day gave him an open track to violate her. She could not struggle free from its firm embrace. 

It would pull back until its knob was held by her clenching cleft. There would be a slight pause then it burst back in filling her to the end. Over and over her youthful spirit was mauled by the intruder. 

Focused only on the rock hard phallus pounding her pussy. Melinda began to feel her will broken. Pulsating pleasure started from her loins, through her stomach and into her chest. Her breasts tingled and her mind became lost in the determined force overtaking her.

Melinda's body betrayed her causing her juices to flow. Within her, she felt the stirrings of an orgasm. How could I let this thing defeat me? Her mouth formed a long O and her breathing became steady. Her entirety focused on the phallus between her legs. As her grip on it tightened, her body felt it so closely that her mind drew a picture of it. Its towering shaft with a huge dome shape thrusting into her.

Walt sensed Melinda's submission and he let her arms free. Standing up behind her, he maneuvered her up onto all fours. Now he had the leverage to hump her harder. Holding her by the hips, he looked at his soaked shaft pulling out and plunging back. Her moans filled his ears and his nostrils caught the sweet smell of sex. Each stroke rocked the beautiful body back and forth.

Melinda tightly squeezed her eyes as the images in her mind changed to quick bursts of light. Her spastic breathing let out guttural moans from deep in her chest through her clenched teeth. With each slam into her hole, a wave of climax gushed through her body. She lost complete control of her limbs and relied on his firm grip to keep her from falling further.

Sperm shot up through Walt and into Melinda's burning cave. A triumphant orgasm straightened his body completely. Melinda felt the warmness of his cum coat the walls of her womb. Still hard, he continued to fuck her. His spunk providing additional lubricant, he hammered her harder. Her butt shook and her body rocked back and forth offering little resistance. Pounding her mercilessly, her boobs lunged forward and then slapped backward against her rib cage. 

Finally his cock began to soften within her. Gently he continued to pump her. Then he stopped and enjoyed her silky sleeve as it comforted his sore dick. He pulled out of her tunnel. Sperm cascaded down the sides of her thighs and a few drops hit the leather bench.

He gazed down at Melinda watching her brush her hair away from her face. Her pouty lips and white teeth. Blonde hair framing her high cheekbones. Her blue eyes engaged with his as they exchanged smirky smiles.

Then Walt said, "So, how was it?"