1 comments/ 151376 views/ 10 favorites Teasing Neighbor By: binder38us Lori Reyes came home from work that day with the intention of stripping, getting into the bath, and finishing the novel she had started earlier in the week. As she made her way to her bedroom, a sly smile crossed her face. She so hoped her secret watcher was waiting for her. Lori was good looking brunette in her forties. Curvy body, shapely legs. A sexy woman that drove the men in her office crazy with the short skirts she wore everyday. She worked out three times a week. But she was still suffering from the after effects of a nasty divorce. Her ex had cheated on her with a friend: A FAT FRIEND. He left her and married the cow. Her pride had been wounded since. She now avoided all involvement with men and took extreme pleasure in torturing them in her workplace every chance she got. She really did not like the tight skirts and black pumps she wore regularly, but to see the look on their pathetic faces as the stared at what they never could have, gave her deflated ego a lift. The only guilt she had was for the teenage voyeur next door. Her bedroom window looked out to the house next to hers. The house had been empty until six months ago when a nice family of four moved in and took up residence. One of the four was a stocky boy of about seventeen that Lori gave no thought to… Until the night she caught him watching her undress. It was an innocent thing. She had been so use to no one next door that she had stripped down to her underwear when she noticed a face in the window next door. The boy was staring at her, transfixed. She should have stopped. Should have given the pervert the finger and closed the blind. But she didn’t. She slowed down her movements and stripped until totally nude, and then closed the blinds. She never acknowledged she knew he was watching, and took pleasure in closing the blinds on him. It had been like that since. Not every night, but she always looked to see if he was there. If he was there, she put on a performance for him. She once even masturbated, watching the boy do the same. She felt guilty, but could not stop herself. If the boy got his adolescent thrills from this, let him. He was a stupid male anyway. Always thinking with their dicks. Tonight, if the idiot were there, she would use her vibrator and really give him a show. Kevin, the stocky boy next door, was actually eighteen and was positioned behind Lori Reyes bedroom door waiting. He had broken in that afternoon after school (real easy: dumb bitch had left her backdoor open) and had spent the time going through her drawers and setting up the ropes on Mrs. Reyes’ bed. Kevin was many things, but stupid was not one of them. Every since Mrs. Reyes had given him his first “show”, Kevin had made her his hobby. He found out where she worked. Found out about the divorce. Found out all he could about her. Then he decided to rape her. On Kevin’s computer were countless pictures and bondage and rape. He had always liked the sight of a tied up women. When he was sixteen, he had broken in to another neighbor’s home and tied and raped the woman who lived there. It had been his first sexual experience and he had kept the woman’s panties as a special trophy. Slept with them under his pillow. Mrs. Reyes was twice as good looking as his first and he meant to punish her for teasing him. Lori walked through the bedroom door and looked out the window. Damn, no boy. A hand covered her mouth, and a knife was placed on her throat. “Looking for me, Mrs. Reyes?” whispered a voice in her ear. “I figured since you liked to strip for me, I’d come over and enjoy it in person.” Lori’s eyes were wide in fear. She felt the boy’s lips on her neck as he kissed her. “Be good and I won’t hurt you. Understand. No screaming.” Lori nodded eyes still on the knife. Kevin took his hand off her mouth, grabbed her arm and spun her around. “Please, don’t hurt me. I’m sorry. “ She smiled at him. “You really don’t want to do this.” Kevin slapped Lori across the face. Lori staggered back. Tears of fear and pain appeared on her face. “Strip for me, Mrs. Reyes. Just like before. Strip like the skank you are.” Lori hesitated. “Move, or I started slicing off parts of you.” Kevin stepped closer to her with the knife. Sobbing, Lori stripped. First the blouse and the bra followed by the skirt. Fear welled up inside her as she saw the look in the boy’s eyes: a look of lust, and anger. A look that promised pain and maybe death for her if she disobeyed. “Pull your pantyhose halfway down, Mrs. Reyes.” Lori obeyed. She shivered with fear as the boy stepped ups to her, and passed the knife through the sides of her panties and yanked them off. “Pull up the hose and kick off your heels, Mrs. Reyes.” Lori obeyed. She shuddered as the boy leaned forward and sucked her nipples. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, Mrs. Reyes. I am going to show you what happens when you tease someone too long. When you act like a worthless skank.” “Please don’t do this. Don’t rape me,” begged Lori. Kevin grabbed Lori by the hair and put the knife to her throat again. “You need to be raped. If you had learned some respect, maybe your husband would have not left you for that woman.” Lori’s eyes widened. “How do you know about that?” “I know everything about you, Mrs. Reyes. You have been my hobby.” Kevin traced the point of his knife around Lori’s nipples. He enjoyed her cry of fright. “ I tracked him down. He told me everything. Told me you were a lousy fuck. I wanted to see if that was true. Are you a lousy fuck, Mrs. Reyes?” Lori didn’t answer. Her anger had risen at the mention of her ex. Kevin hit her in the back of her head with the knife handle. She saw stars. “ANSWER ME!” “NO I AM NOT!” Lori yelled back. Her anger surprised her. “Then lets find out. Get on your knees.” Lori did as she was told. A feeling of humiliation started to creep across her. She had just told the boy about to rape her she was good in bed. My God, could it get any worse, she thought. It did. Kevin grabbed the back of Lori’s head and shoved his stiff cock into her mouth. Lori’s arms flayed at her sides as Kevin raped her mouth with brutal strokes. He pinched off Lori’s nose and panic set it. He was going to kill her. She was going to die with his penis in her mouth. As suddenly as the attack started, it ended. Lori fell over on her side gasping for air. “Well, you can suck cock Mrs. Reyes. I’ll give you that,” said Kevin with a chuckle. “Fuck…you…” gasped Lori. Kevin kicked Lori in the side. Lori screamed in pain. “I like a girl with spunk, just not that much.” He kicked her again. Another scream escaped Lori’s mouth. “Don’t say that again, Mrs. Reyes. Understand?” “Yes, I understand. Please leave now. Please stop this.” Kevin grabbed Lori by the hair and pulled her to her feet. “Still have to test your pussy, Mrs. Reyes.” Kevin dragged her to her bed. Lori could see ropes hanging from each of the bedposts. “No. Please don’t do this. NO!” Lori started to turn and run. Kevin grabbed her around the waist and threw her on the bed. Lori tried to roll off, but Kevin got quick control of her with two solid punches to Lori’s stomach. Lori’s breath left her. Kevin quickly bound her spread eagle to the bed using the four ropes. Kevin kneeled over her, hands kneading Lori’s breasts. “You are a handful, Mrs. Reyes. I am going to enjoy raping you.” Lori cried as Kevin lick down her belly to her thighs. She was helpless. She was at his mercy. Kevin started to lick Lori’s clit through the pantyhose. Lori gasped. “Bet your husband never sucked your pussy, Mrs. Reyes.” With that, Kevin tore open the crotch of Lori’s pantyhose and buried his face into her crotch. Lori bucked against the ropes. He had been right, her bastard husband had never done this. Never pleasured her. “OH GOD…I AM CUMMING….” Lori screamed as her orgasm washed over her. She was still climaxing as Kevin mounted her and drove his stiff cock into her. Kevin raped her with slow long strokes. Taking time to kiss her neck and nipples as he took her. Lori was frightened and ashamed as this boy gave her second orgasm in a row. Lori was…disappointed … when Kevin pulled out and began to untie the ropes holding her legs to the bedposts. Her disappointment became fear and pain as Kevin tied the ropes the same bedposts where her wrists were tied. Her legs were now pulled above her head. “Please stop. It hurts. YOU ARE HURTING ME!” “Time to see how tight your ass is, Mrs. Reyes.” “No. Don’t. I’ve never…NOOOO!” She screamed in utter agony as Kevin entered her virgin anus. Kevin was not gentle this time. He raped her ass with hard strokes. Punishing strokes. “Like that, worthless skank? Time to pay for teasing me, Mrs. Reyes.” Kevin reached up and slapped Lori’s breasts as he sodomized her. He pinched her nipples determined to inflict as much pain before he came. Lori stopped crying. She lay there letting the boy abuse her. What else could she do? She had teased the boy. And now she was paying the price. She was still inert when Kevin came, filling her ass with his cum. He stayed in her until he softened, then rolled off her. Kevin untied Lori and then kissed her cheek. He placed his knife on her jugular. “Your husband was wrong: you are a fine fuck Mrs. Reyes. Now be good and don’t mention my visit to anyone. I really don’t want to kill a fine piece of ass like you. Understand?” “Yes…I understand,” said Lori in a quiet voice. Kevin smiled, kissed Lori’s lips and gathered all her clothes and left. Lori passed out form exhaustion. The next morning she called in sick to work. She took a hot shower, dressed, packed and went to a hotel. There she called a real estate agent to sell her home as quickly as possible. Kevin placed Lori’s clothes next to him and slept with them like a child with a teddy bear…. Teasing Neighbor Finally Gets Hers I had just moved into town and was excited by the fact that a real babe lived next door. I had seen you around town but I had only moved in a few weeks ago and had not met you yet. One night about 9 P.M. you called and asked if I could come over to your place. Your water heater was on the blink and you were in a panic. I threw on a jacket and headed over. I was just about to knock on the door when you opened it with a big smile and said, “Hi, I’m Leigh and I’m sure glad you could come over. I’m dying for a hot bath.” “I’m glad to help out. By the way my name is Rod. It’s nice to meet you," I said as I stepped into your house. You closed the door behind me then showed me the water heater. It was gas fired and one look told me that the pilot light was out. You scrounged up a match and I lay down on the hall floor and reached back under the heater to light the pilot. You had squatted down to watch and your dress had ridden up over your knees. Holding the over?ride button down I turned to tell you what I was doing. I found myself looking right at the crotch of your silky green panties. My finger slipped off the button and I turned to start all over again. I then glanced back; you were still in the same position although this time it seemed you had spread your knees even farther apart giving me a spectacular view of your panties and luscious thighs. You finally followed my eyes and realized what I was staring at. "Oops, sorry Rod," you apologized and dropped forward to your knees. 'Damn' I thought to myself, 'why couldn't I be less obvious.' I got the pilot lit and the burner kicked on. You invited me to the kitchen for a glass of wine while we waited to see if the heater was going to function. We sat there and got acquainted, mostly small talk. In my mind I kept seeing those green silky panties. Additionally, it was obvious that your boobs were huge, and, being the tit addict I am, it took all my concentration not to stare at them. "My roommate Kamila travels a good bit in her job. It looks like she is going to be gone a lot in the next six or eight months," you commented. "If I have some problems around here I hope you don’t mind if I call you. Besides, it gets a little lonely here and its nice to have someone to talk to." "No problem Leigh," I said. "I'd be glad to help out in any way I could." You got up from your chair saying, "Be back in a minute Rod. I've got to use the bathroom." I decided to go back to the closet and check the water heater. The pilot was out again. I laid down on the floor and adjusted the gas flow and relit it. As I lay there, I could hear soft sounds from the bathroom on the other side of the wall. I listened and then shifted a bit closer to the wall. It sounded like moaning. I discovered a sliver of light behind the water heater. Changing positions I could see into the bathroom via the hole in the wall that the hot water line passed through. All I could see were your legs and the commode. Those green panties were down, wrapped around one ankle. Your legs were spread wide apart, swaying in rhythm with your moans. It finally dawned on me. You were playing with your pussy, getting yourself off! I let out a sigh then realized that I'd better keep quiet. Your breathing increased and your legs began to tremble and jerk. I heard a muffled gasp, saw your legs quivering for a minute, and then finally you were very still. My cock had gotten hard and pressed against my jeans. I watched the pilot light a second and crept back to the kitchen before you returned. A minute later, you came into the kitchen. You were flushed and your hair a little mussed. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. Swollen cock in hand, I took a whiz. The smell of hot pussy still permeated the small room. Something green caught my eye. I bent down and picked up the panties from between the commode and the hamper. Flipping them over, I stared at the dampness in the crotch. Before I realized it, I lifted them to my face and sniffed the damp spot. The aroma of hot pussy filled my nose. My cock throbbed even more. Regaining control, I stuffed the panties into my pocket, tucked my cock back in my pants and returned to the kitchen. You had almost recovered but I hadn't. I told you that the heater seemed to be working fine now, and made a quick departure hoping you had not noticed my hardon. ************************* I didn’t know if I'd hear from you again after my hasty departure on my last visit. However, a few days later you called and asked me to come take a look at your cable TV. I was thrilled at the idea of seeing you again and was over in a flash. You were wearing a black leotard when you let me in and you did indeed look delicious. The living room was dimly lit and I could smell incense. You apologized for dragging me out again. I declined the offer of a drink. "I can't get any channels to come on the set," you explained. I checked the obvious and then looked down at the VCR on the shelf beneath the set. One of the selector buttons was in the wrong position. I pushed it and the 27 inch screen lit up. An inch away from my face was a woman deep throating a large cock. I rocked back on my heels and stared. Suddenly, the cock throbbed and the woman stopped sucking. A large glob of cum oozed from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. "Oooooh nooo!" I heard you cry from behind me. I turned to look at you. You sounded and acted embarrassed. I hit the OFF button on the VCR and stood up. I could feel my cock hard against my pants. I pretended to adjust some controls on the TV with my back to you. "I'm so sorry Rod," you said. "I didn't know that tape was in the VCR." My cock wouldn't cooperate. It stayed hard. I turned and started for the kitchen. "I think I'll have that drink now Leigh," I mumbled. You followed me into the kitchen. You got me a glass of wine and handed it to me. There was a strange look in your eyes. "Well I am glad you fixed the TV," you said with a smile, "now I can watch that tape." "Oh. . . well. Uh, glad to help," I stumbled. "I love to watch those tapes when I'm horny. I thought I would watch it and get myself off," you said in a voice that was low and husky. You stared at me seeming to wait for my reply. "Would you like to watch it with me Rod?” The question was barely a whisper. I swallowed half my drink in one gulp, almost choking in the process. I looked at you for several seconds unable to utter a word. Your eyes were on the bulge in my jeans and you were licking your lips slowly. You rose and took my hand, leading me back to the living room. You guided me to the sofa and crossed to the TV. Your slender fingers fluttered from button to button, programming the VCR and TV. In a few seconds the screen blossomed with the image of a guy wearing only boxer shorts, his hand down the front of them obviously rubbing his cock. You dropped in a chair, halfway between me and the TV. One leg draped over the arm, you stared at the TV although your body was facing me. You slumped in the chair and your long fingers began rubbing your crotch through your leotard. Your lips parted and your snake-like tongue flicked across your lips. My cock jerked and throbbed, begging for freedom. I watched. "I get so horny!" you rasped. "I've watched some of this video twice today and got myself off both times. For some reason I only seem to watch 5 minutes of it at a time." The guy on the screen lifted his hips and slid his shorts off. His cock bounced back and forth in its new found freedom. His hand quickly grabbed it and began pumping, and it quickly became huge. Your hips were flexing and pumping in rhythm with your hand. My balls began to ache. "Does your cock look that good?" you blurted out, your gaze still fixed on the TV. Your question caught me off guard. "Uh, yeah, it sure does," I mumbled. "Good," you said. Your fingers pulled the zipper at the front of the leotard lowering it all the way to your crotch. You weren't wearing a bra and I could see the waistband of your panties. Your hand slipped under the elastic and disappeared. Your eyes were glued to the guy on the screen as his hand steadily stroked his hardening cock. My eyes shifted back and forth from the movie to you. Your moving fingers bulged the crotch of the leotard. Your hand reappeared, fingers glistening with pussy juices. You licked and sucked them noisily, then slid them back underneath your leotard eager to resume playing with yourself. "Mmmmmmm! What a delicious cock! I wish I could suck it first hand," you rasped. The camera zoomed in now, as a woman suddenly appeared and immediately knelt between the man's legs. You moaned as she began to kiss his cock, her pink tongue reaching out and licking the head. Leaning toward it, she licked all around the head and up and down the shaft, her lips opened wide and closed around the plum-shaped head. I gasped softly. "I want to see your cock Rod," you said in a hoarse whisper. I looked at you and you were staring at my crotch. Your leotard was pulled open and one hand cupped one of your huge boobs, your thumb and forefinger rolling the nipple. "Please," you cried, "show me!" My hand yanked my zipper down and reached inside my shorts, pulling out my swollen cock into the passion-heavy atmosphere of the room. Your eyes widened, and you let out a whimper. Circling the shaft with my fingers, I stroked it slowly and looked back at you. You were pulling the last sleeve off and rolled the leotard down and off. My hand clamped the head of my throbbing cock at the sight of your body, especially those full boobs crowned with large areola and hard nipples. Your arm crossed over your tummy under the silky panties that displayed your muscular thighs. Your fingers worked inside the crotch of the panties, lathering your dripping pussy into a froth. You glanced back and forth from the screen to me jacking my cock. "Look Rod!" you hissed. The cock on the screen was thrusting in and out of her mouth. The camera had zoomed in until the 27 inch screen was full of her face and the jerking cock. Once and then twice the huge cock had disappeared into her mouth, his balls bumping her chin. I watched in a trance as she jerked the cock out of her mouth in time to direct gushes of cum into her open mouth. Your moans showed that you were consumed with the action on the screen. "I love the taste of cum!" you yelled as your fingers worked your pussy with abandon. "And I love to cum too! Ooooooh! Aaaahhhhhh! I'm cummmmminnnng! Yesssssssss!” You thrashed and bounced in the chair, your fingers jerking inside your panties. You pushed your legs and arched your back, your butt moving up off the chair. For several seconds you hung there trembling, your fingers strumming your pussy madly until you finally you collapsed back onto the chair. My fingers were stroking the length of my aching cock. Your cumming had fired my hardon. My balls throbbed and rolled as I jerked my cock. "Yessss! Do it Rod!" you encouraged in a panting whisper. I was ready to cum. I could feel my cock swell and the pressure build. I clamped my eyes shut and let my hand race over my cock. "Cum for me! Cum, Rod cum!" you cheered. "Cum for me now!" I arched up and slammed my hand down the shaft the final two strokes. The dam broke and in the passion fog I could hear your raspy voice say, "Shoot it, you stallion. Yank that cock. Spew your cum!" The gusher exploded and I saw the bursting colors of climax. My cock spewed streams of hot, creamy cum again and again until I dropped back onto the sofa and lay gasping for breath. "Mmmmmm! You cum good, Rod!" you cooed. I opened my eyes and to my surprise you were kneeling at my feet. Your hands were cupped under your boobs which were covered with my cum. You reached down and scooped a huge wad of cum onto your finger, then slowly licked it clean. You then stood and leaned over. Your face came down to mine and your lips touched my mouth. Your hot tongue pushed between my lips and I tasted the sharp flavor of my own cum. You pulled away and looked down at me as you wiped each and every glob of cum from your boobs with your fingers and took every drop into your mouth. "You better go home now, I think Kamila will be back soon," you suggested. As I got ready to go, you said, "Next time, maybe we'll find another place to put that cum of yours." I looked at you and said with a huge smile on my face, "I think that could be arranged." ********************* Two weeks later you and Kamila along with Kamila's boyfriend, Peter, came over to sample some of my jambalaya. As we ate dinner, it was hard to look at you after what had happened the last time we were together. Every time I looked across the table at your shy, innocent smile, I saw that image of your hand buried in your leotard and your boobs coated with my cum. After dinner, while you loaded the dishwasher, Peter, Kamila, and I went to the den for a drink in front of the fireplace. Kamila talked a lot about her job and the places she'd been, and about having to travel so much. I was pretty quiet, which wasn’t hard to do with Kamila in the room. You soon joined us and the conversation continued. After a short while I excused myself. I went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to freshen my drink. You were already there mixing fresh ones for you, Kamila, and Peter. "You've been awfully quiet," you said without looking up. "It's a little hard to talk thinking about my visit two weeks ago," I replied. "I bet this gets hard a lot too doesn’t it?" you smiled at me. Reaching towards me you added, "Just like now huh.” "Well, you should know," I replied. With a smile on your face you reached over to my crotch and squeezed my cock. I reached out myself and took a bodacious boob in each hand then lowered my head and kissed you. Our bodies pressed against one another in a very hot, tongue-swapping kiss. As I broke off the kiss you looked me in the eyes and said, "You have no idea just how horny I am for your cock Rod." You had slipped back into the throaty, sultry tone that you had used that night. You reached down and lifted your skirt. You slid your fingers down the front of you panties then returned with your juice-glistened fingers to my face. "Taste me sweetie!" you said in your sexiest voice. The pungent odor of hot pussy invaded my nostrils and sent waves of passion straight to my crotch. My cock hardened and throbbed. I bent down and slowly licked your juices from each of your fingers. "Mmmm, very tasty. I'd love to have more of it," I said. "It would taste much better if your cum was mixed with it," you teased. I smiled and said, "I think that can be arranged too. But for now, we better get back or they will be wondering what happened to us.” We walked back into the den and you handed Kamila and Peter their drinks. Resuming our conversation, the three of you were sitting on the same side of the room while I was across from you. After a couple of minutes I saw you move around in your seat and opened your legs slowly, maneuvering into a position that gave me a clear view up your dress and to your panties. You smiled innocently as you teased me with the show. We talked about all kinds of things as you continued to show me your shiny, silky panties. I was having difficulty keeping my eyes off you. You shifted and moved frequently, exposing yourself to me from a new direction. Kamila rose to go to the bathroom and you eased your knees together. When she came back she didn't see what I had been staring at for twenty minutes. The evening was finally over and we all walked to the sidewalk. Peter and Kamila led the way, with you and I following. As we approached, you turned on the pretense of asking me a question. You grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand into your crotch, pushing the cloth of your dress between your thighs. I felt the heat of your pussy and could feel the dampness there too. I looked down at you. You smiled a very sexy smile and licked your lips. "Seeya next time Rod," you said as you gave me a quick kiss then turned and quickly caught up with Peter and Kamila. I waved goodbye trying my best to hide the tent in front of my pants. As you walked away I returned to the house. After closing the door I immediately dropped my pants and shorts and went to work on my still throbbing cock. Jacking a mile a minute, it was far less than that before a glorious parabolic stream of cum spewed from my cock, landing several feet away from me. Additional loads followed as I kept strumming until my balls were totally depleted, the last bit of cum dripping from my withering cock. *********************** For several days, every time the phone rang I jumped hoping that something was not working at your place. I came to the conclusion that the only time you seemed to have anything broken there was when Kamila was out of town. Then one evening a week or so later I had a friend from the club over to watch Monday Night Football. We were sitting in the den watching the game when the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello," I said. "Well, hello Rod!" you replied. "Bet you don't know what I'm doing." "No, what Leigh?" I asked. "Fingering my juicy pussy and thinking about your big delicious cock shooting all that hot, creamy cum on my boobs!" you responded. I almost gasped. "Uh. Oh, I see," I stumbled as I tried to answer you as best I could without raising any suspicion. "You got somebody there huh," you stated. "Yes, that's true." I was sure that my voice was cracking. "Aw, too bad sweetie. I'd love to suck on that big knob of yours until it pumps my mouth full of your yummy cum," you said. "Uh, well I most probably would like that too," I replied. "How long's it been since that cock's been sucked really good?" you added. "Oh, quite a while." My cock was swelling and I could feel the heat rising from my crotch. Fortunately the game was a really good one and my friend's attention was totally on it. "And tell me, you like the idea of me sucking your cock right?" your voice was getting throaty and I could hear something in the background softly squeaking with movement. "Yes that'd be nice," I added, trying my best not to sound too excited. "Great. I'd bet you'd give me a real mouthful of hot, creamy cum too, wouldn’t you baby?" you purred. "Who is that?" my friend turned and asked. I turned and said, "One of the guys from the office. He's asking some questions about one of our clients. You go ahead and watch the game, I'll just be a minute here." "Can't he wait until you're back in the office?" He said as he turned back to the TV, not expecting an answer. "Shame on you, Rod, lying to your guest like that. I'll bet if he looked at your pants he would see a big bulge," you chided with a soft chuckle. "You can say that again," I said. I was enjoying the conversation and the hardon although nervous of what my buddy would think if he saw me with a hardon. "I know I'm right!" you giggled. Your voice went back to soft and sexy. "If I was there, I'd take that fine piece of sculpture in my mouth and warm it and wet it and lick it all over." I inhaled sharply with the thought. My friend jerked his head around to look at me and I faked a cough. Quickly he looked back to the screen. "Ooooh, Rod, my pussy feels sooooo good!" you moaned. "You don't mind me calling you like this do you?" "No. Not at all," I added. "You really like me huh?" you added coyly. "Uh, yes I sure do," I said. "I like to pretend that you're here Rod. I've gotten myself off thinking about sucking my Rod's cock and feeling his big throbbing cock filling my mouth. Oooooooo, Rod!" Teasing Neighbor Finally Gets Hers "Yes, I can understand that. It's sounds good to me." Your voice was hoarse with passion as I listened to you. "Oh! Oh! Uuuuuuuuh! Baby! Oh Rod! I'm gonna cuuuummmmmmm!" your voice was so loud I was afraid he would hear. I sat and listened as you panted and wheezed through your orgasm until you finally regained your voice. "Mmmmmmm! That was delicious!" you gasped. Then I heard slurping and smacking noises. "And this is delicious, too. I've got the best tasting pussy juice in the world! Can't wait for you to try some. Gotta go, seeya you stallion you." Click! The phone went dead but my cock did not. I hung up and quickly made my way to the bathroom, thankful that the game was so engrossing. I stepped inside, closed the door then pulled open the shower curtain and dropped my pants and shorts around my knees. I must have set a record for jack time. Literally within 10 seconds I was blasting load after load of hot, creamy cum off the shower wall. *********************** I was at home late one afternoon a few days later. The doorbell rang and a courier handed me a small package. I signed for it and, just after I had closed the door, the phone rang. "Hello," I said into the phone. "Hi, Sexy," your soft voice replied. "How are you?" I asked trying to make it sound semi?official. "I bet you just got a package huh?" you asked. "As a matter of a fact, I did Leigh," I replied. "Open it and enjoy Rod!" you said. Click! You hung up. I lifted it gently, gave it a shake, and looked at the label. No return address. I slit the tape with a letter opener and peeled the paper off the box. Opening the small box, I found a pair of panties on top. Their fragrance told me that they had been recently worn. I stared at them for a moment then set them aside to retrieve an envelope that lay in the bottom of the box. Pulling the envelope out, I opened it and found some photographs. The first one was a shot of you holding a vibrator shaped just like a cock up to your mouth. You had a very sexy look on your face. The next several shots showed you in various stages of sucking on that cock. I was particularly excited to see how much of it you had swallowed. From the size of it, it had to be at the back of your throat. The next few shots showed you wearing those panties from our dinner, the ones you had repeatedly flashed at me. The next group of pictures showed your hand down inside them obviously working on your pussy. Finally the panties were now gone and there was your pussy looking mighty wet indeed. Subsequent shots showed the vibrator at various stages of insertion in your pussy. In some of the latter ones I could tell that you had been very wet because the vibrator glistened with your juices. I dropped the photos onto the desk and picked up the panties. The crotch was still damp. The moist circle looked like fresh pussy juice. I lifted it slowly to my face and let my nostrils drink in the pungent aroma of your pussy. My cock throbbed. I unzipped my pants, whipped out my cock, and began stroking it as I closed my eyes and let my imagination wander. In my mind I could see you walk through my door, closing it behind you. I heard you turn the lock as you stepped away from the door. I gathered you into my arms and kissed your full lips. Your tongue darted out and probed my mouth. I reached behind you, cupped your butt in my hands and pulled your body against mine. While our kiss became more and more passionate, I ground my hips against you, thrusting my cock against your stomach grinding my crotch into you. You felt my cock hardening, and moaned into my mouth and arched your back, thrusting your pussy against my leg. "Oh, God!" you gasped, pulling away. "It seems like forever since I came, although it was only an hour ago. The thought of your hot body devouring me just drives me crazy. I can't keep my hands away from my pussy," you said as your fingers were undoing my shirt and my belt. "Mmmmm. Then you must be horny again," I teased. "I'll show you how horny!” You grabbed my hand and shoved it up under your dress, into your crotch. You weren't wearing any panties and you whimpered and ground your soaking pussy against my hand. You moved in circles against me, using my hand as if it were your own. You rubbed your clit against the palm of my hand, and your moans increased to a roar. In seconds you were cumming, thrashing and jerking against my hand. I quickly stripped your dress over your head, and pushed you toward the sofa. You fell backwards, your legs flying open. You reached for my head. "Eat me!" you pleaded. "Eat my pussy, Rod!" I could smell its sweet, sexy perfume as I dropped to my knees and leaned toward it. "Do you want me to lick it Leigh?" I asked, playing the game. "Yessss!" you hissed. "Then talk to me. Tell me what you want!" "Rod. Eat my hot, wet pussy!" you rasped. My tongue snaked across the feverish, slippery lips of your pussy. You gasped and pulled at my head. "Ooooh yes! Lick my pussy! Suck the juices out of my hot fucking pussy!" you screamed. I stabbed my tongue into your dripping honeypie and you bounced on the sofa and began to shake violently. You came a second time, your pussy drooling hot love juice into my waiting mouth. My lips and chin were wet with it. "Oh Rod!" you whined. "Suck me off! Lick my pussy! Then I want to suck your hard cock until you pump a gallon of cum in my mouth!" Sliding up along your pussy, I found the hard, button of your clit. I rolled it with my tongue, then sucked it into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue. You raised your legs and locked them behind my head as your fingers entangled in my hair. "Oh shit! Oooooh fuck! Ooooo crap!" you screamed. I triple tongued your clit, rolling it faster and faster. You bounced and jerked on the sofa, your thighs had my head in a death grip. A flood of juices gushed from your pussy. I drank all I could; what I missed oozed between your ass cheeks. "FUCKFUCKPUSSYPUSSYCOCKCOCK AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" you screamed. The explosion hit and for more than a minute you hung at the apex of your pleasure, my head clamped between your muscular thighs, your pussy pulsing hotly in my mouth. I licked your juices until you were empty and your thighs relaxed and I could hear again. Then I was brought back to reality by the sound of the phone ringing. "Hello," I wheezed. "You sound out of breath, baby. Were you jacking off looking at my pictures?" you asked. "Ah," I shook my head to clear it. "No." "Come on now. You were pulling your pudd while you sucked my panties and looked at those pics right?" "No. Uh... nothing like that," I stammered. "Somehow I don’t believe you Rod," you replied. "I bet your cock is so hard right now, isn't it? I bet you'd love to watch it slide in and out of my mouth too, wouldn’t you?" you whispered. "Yes! Fantastic!” I replied. "I love the feel of a cock in my mouth. I love to suck cock!" you retorted. "You'd like me to suck yours right now wouldn't you Rod?" "Yessss! You can suck my cock anytime!" I rasped. "Well I gotta go now so maybe some other time. By the way, I just had a fabulous orgasm." The phone went dead. 'Damn," I thought to myself. "I gotta do something about this cock here." My hand flew up and down my cock and in a flash it was reaching for the sky. I stroked up and down on my cock like a finely tuned locomotive. Faster and faster. I looked up at the ceiling and picked a spot to aim for… **************** I woke up the next day with a huge hardon and was about to take care of things when I decided, 'This is it! The day! Enough of me taking matters into my own hands. I've got one hell of a hot babe right next door who's been teasing the hell out of me and it's high time she gives me that blow job she's always talked about.' Wearing just my cotton shorts I walked out my door and over to your place. Your car was still in the driveway so I knew you were home. I knocked on the door then tried the doorknob. Fortunately it was unlocked. I peaked my head inside and yelled, "Anybody home? Leigh?" I walked on in and as I entered the den I saw your head peek out from the kitchen. "Oh Rod, it's you. How about some breakfast?" I thought to myself, 'Oh great, just a T-shirt. I wonder if she’s wearing panties. She does look fabulous.' "Well," I replied, "I've brought some breakfast for you." "Oh?" you asked, "I don’t see it." Pulling down my shorts, I pointed to my cock and said, "Right here Leigh, a protein shake just for you!" Your jaw dropped but, before you could say anything, I took you by the hand and pulled you down the hall towards the bedroom. As we entered the bedroom, I turned and lifted your T-shirt up over you head and tossed it aside. "Yessssss," I hissed, "you look fabulous! Come here." I reached out and picked you up off the floor, lifting you towards me. You took the hint and wrapped your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck. Our lips sought one another in a passionate kiss while our tongues dueled back and forth. I moved my hands to your butt, squeezed your cheeks, and then began rotating your hips against me, pulling you towards me as if I was fucking you. I knew you could feel my cock respond to the pressure of your body. I walked backward towards the bed, carrying you with me as I went. You broke off the kiss and said, "Let me down Rod.” As your feet touched the floor you added, "Now lets see if I can get these shorts off." Looking at you I replied, " I think that could be arranged." You reached the waistband of my shorts and slid them down and off. Drooping like a ripe banana, my cock hung, semi-soft, semi-hard. You knelt down in front of me, wrapped your hand around it and began squeezing and releasing it. As if your hand were a pump, my tube inflated quickly. Your face was only inches from my cock when you began stroking it, your hand sliding lightly back and forth over the bulbous knob of my fine cock. I began to back up slowly towards the bed but you never missed a beat, stroking away, your gaze fixed on my ever-hardening cock as if you'd never seen one before. As I sat on the edge of the bed, you moved between my outstretched knees and leaned forward even closer. My cock began to throb as your hands fondled it lovingly, touching the silken skin lightly with your fingertips, tracing the heavy veins that stood from the circumference of my impressive sculpture. "That feels sooooo good,” I said. "Keep stroking it!" "It looks fabulous, Rod,” you replied in a husky, voice. "And don't worry, I'll give this big boy all the attention he deserves." You began milking my cock from root to tip, squeezing on the pulling stroke, lightly pushing toward my balls on the return caress. Soon you were rewarded by a drop of honey appearing at the tip of my pecker, a crystal jewel of liquid sparkling against the pink knob. "Oh great. I just love it when a cock starts dripping!” you murmured with a lascivious lick of your lips. "I get turned on something fierce when I see even just a little bit of cum!” Your hand now pumped my cock steadily, squeezing and pulling. You pulled my cock harder; jacking me off, your hand flew on the thick root clutched in your small hand. The drops welling from the tip began to pearl and then to run down over the knobby head. Bending forward, your pink tongue dipped into the honey, licking it from the smooth skin, swallowing the sticky cream. Pumping now with both hands, you caught another drop and then, straightening up and leaning forward, you touched your nipple to the tip of my cock. The nipple sparkled as you coated it with the honey dribbling from my cock. You ran your tight fingers to the base of my cock then milking it toward the tip, squeezing the clear honey out to hang on the tip in a thick pearl. You bent, squeezing harder, until the quivering droplet hung, then slipped from the tip to descend slowly to your pink erect nipple. "Rod,” you said looking up at me, “I’ve dreamt about sucking your big cock and seeing you spewing your juicy cum. I'm going to suck all the juice from your cock, and then let it slide slowly down my throat.” I smiled, "Be my guest Leigh!” You bent forward, touching your pointed tongue to the honey welling from the tip of my cock, wetting the head with your flickering tongue. You then turned your head and slid your mouth up and down along the length of my cock. You delighted in the different taste, the musky savor of the shaft and the sweet taste of the honey welling from the head of my cock. You then pulled back, opened your mouth wide and slowly inhaled my cock to the back of your mouth. "That's it Leigh. Suck me. Suck my big, hard cock. Take it all and suck the cum right out of my balls,” my hoarse voice implored you to more suction. "Uummm uummm,” your muffled answer came from deep in your throat, around the cock in your well-stuffed mouth, your head pistoning up and down. My hands cupped your head tenderly, drawing your face up and down on my cock, the sight of my cock fucking your mouth bringing me to greater heights of arousal. Your sensitive tongue could feel the surges in my cock head as the throbbing increased to a steady beat. Sliding your mouth farther, engulfing more and more of my cock, feeling the bulbous head go deeper and deeper until your nose rested against my belly. You hadn't been sure if you could take all of it, but, in your excited state, it had been easier than you could have hoped. You swallowed, your throat gulping, massaging the head of my cock with your throat, then, tight lipped, you pulled back, milking my cock with your mouth, savoring the juices continuing to emanate from the tip of my cock coating your tongue. A deep "hhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm" escaped your lips as you went up and down, your mouth sucking in the length of my cock, deep throating it, feeling it shudder, my body tensing. Once more your lips traveled from tip to root, then you pulled your lips free, wrapping both your hands around my surging cock. Your eyes were riveted to my cock as if you'd never seen one before. You jacked and pumped my rod, turned on by the thought of seeing the juice from my balls spewing from the tip of my cock, spraying into your ready, willing and able mouth, now only a few inches away. I could feel the cum churning in my balls now. I knew I was ready to cum so I leaned back onto my elbows to watch the eruption. "Yeah, Leigh, work that cock!" I screamed. "Keep pumping it baby. You'll get your reward real soon." My hips were bouncing up and down. I pushed against the mattress compressing the springs until I arched back up. Your hands a blur now as you pummeled my cock like a woman possessed. Dribbles of cum were leaking from the tip of my cock, dripping onto your hands. You fought the urge to go after them, instead wisely awaiting a much bigger reward. And you didn’t have long to wait either. Finally, I screamed, "I'm ccccuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!" You moved your wide-open mouth closer to my cock now only a couple inches away. Your eyes were riveted to the tip watching eagerly. Finally, the first hot squirt, a glob of silver musky juice, spanned the space between us to blast into your mouth. Your head recoiled slightly as the hot creamy cum coated the back of your throat. Like an experienced cock-sucker, you leaned closer to catch the second offering knowing it would not have the velocity of the first shot. You watched my cock squeeze off another load, trapping it with your waiting tongue. As my squirting cock spewed less and less juice, you followed with your mouth, closer now to the spitting, squirting end of my cock, until you had captured the last of the sticky cream. Your fingers tightened at the base of my cock, slowly squeezing the thick shaft upwards, your thumbs sliding up towards the top of my rod, as you milked the last of the sticky hot cum from my cock. Your head bent over my cock, as you began to lick at the juice with the tip of your tongue, swirling your pointed pink tongue deep into the hole, eager to get every available drop. You moved your fingers up to the head of my cock and dove down to my balls, cleaning off all the warm, wet cum. Satisfied that you had it all, you moved your mouth back up while sliding your hand down to the base. Slowly, your lips slid over the pink knob catching the glob of hot cum that had just now oozed from the tip. You pulled all of my still pulsing but softening cock back into your mouth. Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, you savored the juices and the feel of the softening satin smooth skin. You then took my cock all the way into your mouth until your lips were grasping the base. Pausing a moment, you turned your head slightly to make sure I was watching. You smiled lasciviously into my eyes then began to pull your head back, slowly releasing my limp cock. As I watched it ease out from between your lips, I could see a huge smile come over your face. Finally, my cock fell against my stomach with an audible pop. You seductively ran your index finger around your lips before taking it into your mouth and licking it clean. "Damn good wasn’t it Rod?" You asked with a smirk. My face beaming with a big smile I said, "Hell yeah. Leigh, you can suck my cock anytime." "Well its about time you finally let me have the chance," you chuckled. "Now speaking of chances Rod, what about this juicy pussy of mine? "Well, I think that could be arranged," I laughed.