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The Neighbor Girl

By: C_FRISKY



Charlie slowly pulled on his thickening penis, paying special attention to the spot just beneath the crown of the head, the male equivalent to the 'g' spot. Gazing out his kitchen window he could just make out the naked form of his neighbor's wife. He loved it when she pranced around naked like this; it was a source of sexual stimulation in an otherwise dreary existence. 

After getting laid off at the fertilizer plant last month he had applied for job after job with no luck. Nobody wanted an over weight, over aged, and under skilled laborer. But then he discovered the neighbor lady's penchant for doing all manner of housework in the nude. Things began to look up for old Charlie. 

He continued to stroke himself, harder now, watching her every move. He had moved his computer to the kitchen so he could surf the net for porn sites while awaiting her daily routine to begin. God she was beautiful, he thought. 

Charlie felt that tell tale sign of impending orgasm build in his loins. Still faster he stroked, hunching over from the involuntary response to his physical exertion. Finally, his semen burst forth spewing into the air landing on the computer keyboard. "Shit," he gasped. Reaching over and grabbing a dish towel he began to wipe the pathetically small amount of semen from the keyboard, then wiping his hands and penis, before returning it to the counter. 

"Damn, I'm going to have to start lunch soon it's getting late." He mused. "That fat old cow I'm married to will have a coronary if lunch is late." He continued muttering to himself.

Sarah and her husband Peter had moved to the city from a farm out in the country. They thoroughly loved the new neighborhood in the suburbs. Pete was an accountant for an audit company and got to travel around to different businesses all day long. Often, he made 'pit stops' at the house for a quickie before returning to the office. Today was one of those days. Pete had an hour to kill and swung by the house to find Sarah prancing around in a French maid apron and nothing else. 

"Good god, Sarah, you're incorrigible. Do you ever put clothes on?" He asked, laughing. 

Sarah ran and jumped into his arms, almost knocking over. "Oh, baby, I'm so glad to see you. Do you have time for a little lovey-dovey?" She queried. 

"That's what I'm here for Sugar," Using his pet name for her. 

Dropping to her knees, she unzips his pants and pries his penis from beneath the folds of underclothes. Bringing it to her lips she first kisses, then licks the head from bottom to top, then circling it with her tongue in slow, methodical spirals. 

"No time for all that," He says, "We're going to have to cut straight to the chase Sugar." 

"OK by me." She chirped. 

Pete then picks her up and carries her into the bedroom, placing her onto the bed, then turns to strip his clothes. Turning back to Sarah, he finds her propped against the head board, motioning come-to-me-baby with her finger, and a wink of the eye. Pete wastes no time and joins her on the bed. 

Charlie's wife, Deidre works as waitress at a greasy spoon near the interstate. She's had a hard life. Never accused of being attractive, she had to scrape along as best she could, that is until she met Charlie. Charlie wasn't good looking, kind or rich, but he had been a good provider, until recently. When he got laid off he just went to shit. He wouldn't help around the house and never seemed to care about her needs anymore. At two hundred fifty pounds she was obese and it caused all sorts of problems with her legs. Vericose veins and flat feet caused chronic pain and it worsened as the week progressed. Charlie just didn't find her attractive anymore. 

Deidre walked into the house and smelled lunch cooking. "Smells great Charlie, what's for lunch?" She asked. 

"Microwave Lasagna." He replied. 

"Good god, Charlie, look at that. The neighbors are at it again." She gasped. 

"I'll be darned, so they are." Charlie said matter-of-factly. "Let's eat."

Sarah lay on the bed for several minutes after Pete left just so she could enjoy the glow of her after sex euphoria. This isn't getting the house cleaned, she thought, and slowly rose to finish the daily chores. She went to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine and returned to her housework. 

By the time Pete got home from work, Sarah was pretty well on her way to being drunk. She was always a happy drunk, though. Pete charged into the living room and shouted, "Where is my queen?" 

"Here sire. If you desire my services pray I have the energy to respond." She quipped. 

Pete laughed and asked, "What's for dinner?" 

"Why,,, 'me' sire." Sarah said with a pout. 

Pete couldn't resist, dinner could wait.

It had become quite apparent to Charlie, as he watched his neighbor that she liked to drink wine early in the afternoon. Some times she would begin just after noon, other times it was later. But she definitely enjoyed the nectar of the grape. Today she had started drinking early. Charlie took his usual place in the kitchen, and pulled his pathetic penis from his pants. Massaging his hairy nut sack with one had while stroking his penis with the other; he smiled a dirty little smile, and contemplated what it would be like to have a woman like his neighbor. 

But today she wasn't prancing about. She poured another glass of wine and gulped it down in one shot. This isn't hot, Charlie thought. What the hell is wrong with her? Why isn't she dancing? It slowly dawned on Charlie, she was dejected about something. 

"Ahh, shit," He muttered. "This sucks." 

Turning on his computer, he pulls up a porno site and finds a full page display of a young girl with purple hair and big tits and begins the ministrations to his wrinkled sack of penile flesh. Just as he manages to produce an erection he notices a movement from the neighbor's house. Barely visible he discerns a still female form lying on the floor just inside the large sliding glass door. Shock freezes his motions. He wonders, momentarily, what he should do. Does he call for help? That would expose his voyeuristic activities. But he has to do something. Doesn't he? Then it comes to him, a scheme of epic depravity. 

Charlie rushes to the kitchen's side door, lurches the few steps to the neighbor's door and slowly peers back, towards the street, ensuring that no one is observing, and slides the door open. Once inside, he hovers over the naked form of the beautiful young woman lying there. He begins to tremble. His palms are clammy. His stomach turns from the bile building up from the anxiety of the moment. He shakes his head to clear the fog that has seized his mind. 

Slowly he reaches down and places a hand on her bare shoulder, the contact sends a pulse through his body, his penis is rigid and pointing directly outward from the opened front of his robe. He sees the pallid flesh of his penis protruding and is emboldened by its presence. Slowly at first, then with some haste he spreads her legs and moves into position between them.

A sinister smile forms on Charlie's face, a dribble of saliva escapes from the corner of his mouth and traces a path down his lip, over the stubble of his chin, finally dripping to the downy soft hair of the beauty lying beneath him. Pressing forward, his penis trembling with excitement, Charlie places the head of his male organ at the opening of the woman's vagina. Anticipating the warmth of the penetration, he paused, and then proceeded to press against the opening, meeting a slight resistance, and then he froze. 

Hearing a sound from the front of the house, terror struck his heart rendering him immobile. But he had to move, escape, run. Lurching to a standing position, he hears someone putting keys into the door lock at the front of the house. In a bound he makes for the door, quickly passes through and races back to the safety of his own kitchen. 

Halting, he begins to breathe again in gasps. Clutching his chest, morbid fear alternating with relief that he had escaped, he looks tentatively over his shoulder and sees the neighbor kneeling down to his wife's spread-eagle form on the floor. 

It had been several days since Charlie had seen the neighbor woman, it seemed like an eternity. He found himself drawn to the empty window next door, waiting, and wishing for a glimpse that she was alright. Not for her sake but for his. He so wanted another opportunity to have the young woman. He was obsessed, no, consumed by his desire for her. Surfing the net for porn just didn't measure up as it once had. He needed more. He needed, her, his neighbor, and soon.

Sarah woke up in a hospital bed surrounded by flowers sent by loving family and friends. Pete was there too. He was relieved by the doctor's pronouncement that she would be well in a few day's, but astounded when he was told that the cause of the episode was that Sarah was pregnant! Pride made his chest swell. His emotions got the better of him and a tear of joy escaped from the corner of his eye. 

"God! I love you Sugar." Pete cried as he finally broke down.

"Oh, honey, I love you too." She returned crying, and consoling him with a kiss and a hug.

Charlie was sitting in the kitchen having a second cup of coffee when he saw her, just a shadow at first, then; there she was dressed in a full length bath robe. Never had anything been so desired as she was by Charlie. Where had she been? Was she OK? Questions unanswered made the intrigue more sublime. 

It wasn't enough that she was back, he needed more. The gladness he felt when she appeared was quickly replaced by a profound desire to have her, to have his way with her, possess her completely. And so his twisted mind began to derive a plan to complete what had so abruptly ended on their first encounter. This time would be different he promised. 

With eyes closed, savoring the vision in his mind of her lying there helpless beneath him, he became aroused. Her scent, her warmth, her aura, came back to him in a jumble of disconnected emotions. He fondled himself, to ejaculation. 

The doctor had told Sarah that it was not uncommon for pregnant women to become faint from time to time and that rest was what she needed most. Pete had called to check on her earlier, and now she set about cleaning the house. It was a wreck since she had missed several days and the mess had just accumulated. She was half-done with the laundry and starting on the dishes when she saw the bottle of merlot wine on the counter. Yum, she thought, that looks good. But then she remembered what the doctor said about drinking and pregnancy. 

"Alcohol and babies don't mix." He said. 

"A little glass won't hurt," She muttered to herself, and proceeded to pour a glass. The first sip was truly ambrosia. Back to work she went. The laundry done, she concentrated on the kitchen. Scrubbing the counters was hard work and she became uncomfortable in the robe she was wearing. Casting it aside she returned, fully naked, to her work. A second glass of wine and the kitchen was clean. 

Leaning over to place the cleaning supplies in the cabinet under the sink Sarah arranged them to her liking, then stood up and became faint, then blacked out. She fell unceremoniously to the floor in a heap, striking her head on the cabinet as she landed.


Charlie watched attentively as the woman worked the morning away in her kitchen. He had found a porn site that specialized in bondage and torture and from time to time he would peruse the pages imagining his neighbor in some of these situations. She had taken her robe off earlier making Charlie much happier for the loss. 

But now nature called. Charlie went to relive himself, and on his return noticed that she had disappeared from view. Several minutes passed and she still didn't appear. Charlie became concerned, not for her safety, but for his lost opportunity should it arise. 

Making his way to the neighbor's house, he moved carefully toward the sliding glass door, pausing briefly to look around outside, then peering through the glass surveying the spotless kitchen. From his position he could only see about two thirds of the room, so he very slowly and quietly opened the door, poking his head through just enough to look around. Then he saw her, in a heap on the floor. Looking once more over his shoulder he stole into the house and hovered over the object of his desire. 

She was even more beautiful than he remembered. He saw a small gash above one eye and surmised she had fallen and struck her head. Charlie reached out with one hand and gently shook her, then more forcefully. Satisfied that she was unconscious he grabbed her legs and pulled her to middle of the floor. Quickly he pulled his robe off his shoulders and stood naked, but for his moccasin house shoes. He reached down and grasped his genitals, massaging them, feeling the fluids building up as he gazed on the prize before him.

Charlie quickly moved into position on top of her, taking a brutish thumb and inserting it into her vagina and twisting it back and forth. With the other hand he squeezes first one then the other breast. Leaning over he extends his swollen tongue to a nipple and licks the areole. His mind is reeling, his prick is hard and poised to strike, and he lowers himself to her and settles into the V formed by her soft tanned thighs. 

Probing forward he makes contact, then presses slowly ahead, a slight resistance, then he slides into her moist warm tunnel. Shaking uncontrollably from the excitement, he begins to make small strokes in and out. Humping harder, he looks at the angelic features of her face, the gentle curve of the chin, her lips, and nose. Using his tongue he parts her lips, grunting with the exertion of his thrusts, he kisses her over and over again. 

Charlie has a rhythm now; he is thrusting unmercifully into her vagina. Grabbing her hair he pulls as he thrusts into her, harder and harder. His orgasm nears, and he is drooling uncontrollably, his eyes are small slits as his face contorts hideously from the involuntary surges of physical exertion. Pounding furiously into her sex, he erupts, violently expending his vile seed into her abused womb. 

Charlie collapses on top of her, twitching from spasms shooting through his body. Sweat glistening on his back matting the thick hair on his buttocks and back. 

"Oh, god." He gasps, "That was wonderful!"

Slowly realizing he must beat a hasty retreat, he rises, takes a dish towel and cleans himself and then her of most of the exposed traces of semen. He moves her back into the position by the counter, then leaves and returns to his own house showers and dresses. While dressing he smiles a sinister little smile and congratulates himself for a masterful performance.

Later in the night, while his wife complained of his inattentiveness, Charlie mulled over the day's adventure with great satisfaction, and anticipation of future encounters. 

Pete held Sarah closely as the doctor explained that the fall had precipitated a miscarriage, a tragic but common occurrence with pregnant women. 

The Neighbor Girl



I sat on the front porch of my modest, two-bedroom home at 5937 Wilmington Drive, enjoying a glass of delicious ice cold lemonade, as I watched the neighbor girl across the street getting out of her car. She was twenty-three, had shoulder length, auburn brown hair, a nice slim waist, and long, lovely legs. Though I was not certain of her name, I had reason to believe she was called Jessica. 

Jessica Davis, her name would be, since I had spoken to her father, Mark Davis, numerous times. The girl-who-I-believe-was-named-Jessica was dressed in a short cutoff jean skirt and a pretty pink halter-top, with her hair tied back into a ponytail. She closed the driver's side door and pranced up the sidewalk towards her front door, and sauntered inside. 

Needless to say, her beauty captivated me. I loved the way her ponytail swayed back and forth and she walked up the steps to her house in her high-heeled shoes. I loved the way her ample-sized breasts bounced with every step of her pace. And best of all, her firm, sexy behind, which was squeezed so tightly into her sexy skirt, would shift so sensually with every movement of her strong, firm thighs. 

A fire hydrant could have burst and sprayed twenty feet in the air without my noticing, I was so captivated by the beauty I had just witnessed. I might have finished my drink and gone inside, fearing my delightful afternoon diversion had come to its finale, but fortunately that was not the case. Some seconds later, my angel appeared again in the second floor window, just above the doorway. Although the light was dim inside her room, I still had a fairly good view of this gorgeous female. This gorgeous female, who appeared to be getting ready to undress. 

I shifted in my seat, making room in my pants for what I knew was about to happen, and it did. I felt the swelling of my cock, filling up all the available space inside the front of my pants, as I watched the girl in the window lean towards her bedroom mirror and unclasp her earrings. She removed them both and placed them in a dish upon her dresser. I waited in baited suspense. She was still fully clothed except for her jewelry, but I knew in my heart she was planning to lose more than just that. I watched her saunter towards her bedroom window, methodically unfastening her pink halter-top. She was a long way away from me, but beauty like that doesn't hide easily. 

She would be able to see me if she looked, but she appeared to be watching the sky. I kept my eyes down, so as not to appear to be watching her. I took another sip of my lemonade, glancing upwards every few seconds to see if she was still there. She was. And her halter-top was completely unfastened. She let the straps down from her shoulders, exposing even more of her generously sized cleavage. 

My heart sank as her hands went for her window curtains. My show would soon be over, and the rest would tragically be left to my imagination. 

To my pleasant surprise, she didn't close the curtains. Rather, she seemed to be admiring their design, running the fabric through her soft hands. Beauty admiring beauty; there wasn't much that I found more visually pleasing. Soon after, this young lady was opening the window, and leaning completely out of the window frame. The straps of her halter-top hung to her side, but still did not fall low enough to expose her breasts.

With the way she was leaning out of her window, she could certainly see me, so I made sure not to stare. I pretended to be very interested in a newspaper resting on the table to my side, so I picked it up and looked it over, glancing up every few seconds. The girl took a deep breath of the outside air, simply enjoying the sunshine that basked upon her. I knew how she felt. 

Now, she was turning her back, and pulling her halter-top over her head. All I could see was her bare back, and it appeared she was braless. I waited for her to turn around, so I could bask in the beauty of her naked breasts, but she kept her back turned and proceeded to unbutton her skirt. 

I couldn't see much below her waist, but I was fairly certain her skirt had just come off, because now she was bending over and I could just see the top of her waist. 

She was no longer looking in my direction, so I lay my newspaper down and rose to my feet, to allow myself a better view into her bedroom. 

I caught a glimpse of her round, firm buttocks in the window frame. She was wearing a black thong, wrapped snugly around the curve of her hot, round ass. 

Two smooth, firm, and well-tanned cheeks protruded from either side of her sexy thong panties. I guessed that she tanned regularly in thong bikinis, or possibly nude, judging by the beautiful bronze shade of her skin without any noticeable tan lines. 

She must have gotten her skirt off from her ankles, because now she was standing up, and folding her clothes. At last my prayers were answered as the young lady turned back towards the window, displaying a pair of absolutely stunningly sexy naked breasts, on display for my own eyes. 

I only caught a glimpse, a fleeting sight of the bare breasted beauty in the window frame. She stepped away coyly when she felt the warm sunlight pass across her figure, as it illuminated her naked bosoms. 

The beauty retreated into the darkness of her bedroom, and I was left with any empty window frame. 

I simply had to see more. After witnessing so much of this young goddess' divine beauty, I couldn't walk into my own home; satisfied with the treat my eyes had just received. Especially when I knew there was so much more waiting for me behind those doors. I knew she didn't take all of those clothes off just to keep her black panties on. No sir, she was undressing to get undressed. I could feel it, and that meant those panties and her exquisite posterior would soon be parting as well. If I didn't do something, only the four walls around her would get to witness what those panties concealed from me. 

I casually rose from my chair, and made my way across the street. All I had to do was open the front door, unlikely that she would have locked it. Nobody on the street who happened to see me would think twice about me entering the Davis home if I did it conspicuously and casually. I was a neighbor after all. 

I was in luck. The young lady had left the front door unlocked, so I quickly let myself inside. 

Nobody but her appeared to be home. That was good news for me, perhaps I would be able to sneak a peek at the nubile young daughter without interruption. 

The Davis family had a lovely home. The living room was nicely decorated, but I was there for another reason. I heard the patter of feet on the floor above me so I carefully made my way up the stairs, all the while being extra careful not to make any noise that might alert the young angel to my presence. 

I reached the top of the stairs and stole a glimpse down the hallway, into the first bedroom on the left. The darling girl had even left her bedroom door ajar. Perhaps this was because nobody was home, or perhaps she simply was not modest as so many young ladies are, and had no qualms about being caught in states of partial or complete undress. I prayed for the latter. 

I crept down the hallway and peered into the girl's bedroom, and to my disappointment, it appeared to be empty. I don't know where she would have gone, dressed as she was, so I poked my head into her bedroom, when suddenly I heard a cabinet door close in a nearby room. 

After stepping into the girl's bedroom, I realized she had a personal bathroom connected to her bedroom. This is where the young beauty was now. 

I quietly stepped through the girl's bedroom, admiring the feminine decorations around me. 

I looked out the window and saw the front porch of my house across the street. It was not hard to spot. She could have easily seen me there watching her. 

My eyes passed across her bedroom, which was painted a bright pink. Her skimpy halter-top lay on her bed, which was also covered with an assortment of stuffed animals. On the floor lay her cutoff jean skirt, as well as a pair of high heels. 

I searched around for her black panties, being that this would be confirmation that the girl was now completely naked, but I found no such evidence. 

A crack of light showed under the door to her personal bathroom. Interrupting this thin sliver of light were two shadows, presumably of her sexy feet stepping about in the bathroom. 

I heard the click of a few buttons, and soon after, music emanated form the bathroom. A soft rock band that I frequently heard playing in her car was now softly humming in her bathroom. 

Then I saw something that brought joy to my heart. A dark shadow appearing around the girl's feet. These were her panties. She had just taken them down. My beautiful angel was now completely naked. 

If the bathroom door had been transparent, I might be the happiest man alive right now. But alas, the door was crafted of wood, but it was all that separated me from feasting my eyes upon this succulent nude female. 

I heard the sound of water running, as her feet moved away from the door. I heard her step into the bathtub. 

She began to sing along to the music, her lovely voice was so soft and beautiful. But her body was even more beautiful, and the reason I had come was to take a look. 

I stood next to the bathroom door and listened. 

The music was just loud enough that there was a good chance that if I turned the handle of the door, she would not hear it. I had to risk it. I had already seen so much of this angel's body, but I wanted to see it all. My hand trembled as I twisted the handle on the door, and pulled it open. 

Warm air seeped into my face. I peeked into the bathroom, and saw a silhouette of the young lady through the light blue shower curtain. She was still singing. She had no idea I was there. 

I very carefully stepped into the bathroom and quietly shut the door behind me. She was still singing. This is as close as I had ever gotten to her naked. There was no way I could leave now. Even the slightest noise might have startled her, so I felt frozen in place. 

My eyes scanned the room, and soon enough, they passed across the girl's black thong panties lying on the floor. 

I kneeled down ever so slightly, and lifted the panties up and held them against my nose. Their lovely flavor filled my nostrils with delight. As I sniffed the girl's skimpy undergarment I could hear the water spraying against her naked body. I could hear her scrubbing shampoo through her long lovely hair. Soon the shampoo would be thick and soapy, and would drip down her face, covering her eyes. She would not be able to see me if I were to take a peek behind that shower curtain. 

And as soon and I heard the sound of the shampoo dripping down her skin and onto the tub floor, that is exactly what I did. 

I reached out with my left hand, which was now shaking with excitement, and pulled the shower curtain to the side. 

The beauty I witnessed behind that curtain was one that would stay transfixed in my memory forever. My beautiful angel, immersed in water, and wearing not a stitch of clothing. Her stunning nude body was more sexually enticing than anything I could have ever imagined. She was facing directly towards me, but her eyes were sealed shut, with soapy shampoo dripping down over her eyelids, off her face, and down onto her large, firm breasts. Her nipples were soft and pink, and I loved watching the shampoo dribble down either side of her breasts and down her belly, and gather between her legs. 

The shampoo suds clung to her pubic hair, which was light brown just like the hair on her head, but trimmed very short. Some of the suds continued to dribble down between her thighs, but the rest remained around her pubic area. 

I was amazed at how fully tan her body was; the girl simply must sunbathe nude regularly, there was simply no other explanation for the lack of tan lines around her breasts and between her hips.

I stared at her body in pure awe for several seconds, and it truly was like looking into heaven. Her soft skin, her delicate curves, everything about her made her like a living work of art. I felt it was a travesty that women as beautiful as her went clothed in public. It seemed to me all the world should have an opportunity to enjoy beauty such as I was witnessing at that moment.

As my angel rinsed the last of the shampoo from her lovely hair, she turned her back to me, and while this was disappointing in the sense that I could no longer enjoy the sight of her gorgeous breasts and toned belly, I was now treated to a good, close up view of her fully naked bottom. A naked bottom, which in my good luck she put on full display for me as she bent over to squeeze all the shampoo and water from her hair and into the shower drain.

I wondered what kind of workout regime she had, because it amazed me how firm, and how prime she was able to maintain her posterior. She had just enough fat to give her ass a pleasant round shape, but was muscular enough that each of her cheeks were delightfully firm.

When her hair was fully rinsed, the girl stood erect, and so did my member. She was still facing away from me, which allowed me to continue to stare even though her eyes were now open.

I watched the beauty pick up a bar of soap and lather it up between her hands. As I observed her sensually rubbing it all over her body, I found myself reaching for my pants zipper and pulling it quietly downwards. My cock was uncomfortably pressed against the inside of my jeans, so I was relieved to finally let it out of my pants and into my right hand. The warm air was soothing against my cock, and I softly rubbed the shaft of my dick upwards and downwards, enjoying the pleasurable sensation. My eyes however, were still on her. My dick swelled up larger as I watched her so lovingly caress herself. The way she ran her palms against her hips, over her back, and onto her thighs made my excitement heighten to no end.

I began to stroke my dick faster as I watched the woman sensually rub the soap all over her bare skin. I began to worry that my stroking, or even my heart pounding, would be loud enough that she would hear it, since even I could hear it and I was only a few feet from her.

My dick throbbed with pleasure as I watched her lift her leg, and rest her foot against the tub lining so she could wash her inner thigh. Usually I needed some kind of lubricant to fully enjoy this activity, but being in this woman's presence was so gratifying to me that there mere touch of my hand was enough to send my senses in to a frenzy.

I took a peek between her legs and caught a glimpse of her vaginal lips, which were still dripping with shampoo. I saw her run her fingers across them, and she seemed very thorough in her attempt the rub them completely clean of soap. I smiled to myself as I watched her briefly rub her labia for several seconds while she squeezed her breast with her other hand. She was starting to enjoy herself as much as I was. 

This drove my right hand absolutely mad with energy. I found myself pumping my cock faster than I had ever in my life, keeping it trained on the naked beauty in front of me if it were to blow. I wanted my ejaculate to hit her. I found the idea of my semen on her body to be the ultimate gratification, and that is exactly how I wanted my adventure with her to end.

She lowered her leg and lifted the other, and began stroking her raised thigh with the bar of soap. The excitement in my loins was overpowering, and I could not contain myself a second longer. With one more pump of my fist, I spat a glob of semen straight from the end of my cock, and it struck her in the small of her back. I waited for her to react. She didn't feel it.

I was almost disappointed. She continued to wash her upper body, apparently oblivious to the substance that had just launched itself against her backside. I watched the semen drip down her back and over the rounded curve of her buttocks. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I watched it dribble down between her cheeks, where I expected it to drip to the shower floor.

To my surprise, at that moment, she lowered her leg and bent forward to lay the soap on the dish. As she did, the semen dripped out from the crack of her sexy ass and onto the back of her thigh, where in one contained blob, continued to dribble all the way down her leg.

As I watched the semen dribble from her ankle and onto the shower floor, I felt my work was done. I let the shower curtain close, and quietly took a step backward to allow my angel the rest of her shower in solitude.

My cock was still semi-erect, and I had some aftercum clinging to the end. I needed something to wipe it of before I zipped up my pants, and my eyes fell once again on the panties that lay on the floor.

I picked up the skimpy thong and used it to wipe the rest of the aftercum from my dick. I made sure to use the inner front of the panties. I wanted my semen on the very part of her panties that came into direct contact with her pussy.

I dropped the panties back on the floor and carefully made my way out of the bathroom. After closing the door behind me, I made my way back into her bedroom. 

It was a bittersweet moment for me. I knew that the most exciting moment of my life was now behind me. So before I left the girl's house, I wanted to do one last thing to make the experience complete. I wanted her to know what I had done.

She left a pink spiral notebook on her desk, so I ripped a blank page, grabbed a pen, and began writing her a note.

"Dear Jessica," I began. I told her everything. How I watched her through her window. How I entered her house. How I watched her shower. I even told her about my ejaculate hitting her in the back, and how it dribbled down her naked body. I finished the letter off with a description of how I cleaned my dick off when I was finished, and signed it at the bottom.

I folded the letter in thirds, writing "To Jessica" on the front, and I left the note on her bed. I was just placing the pen back on her desk when I heard the water shut off, so I quickly excused myself from the room. I could hear her entering her bedroom when I reached the bottom of the stairs so I took the back door out of her house before crossing the street back to my front porch.

To my pleasant surprise, I found the glass on my front porch railing still had a few sips of lemonade still in it, and after my adventure in the Davis house, I had developed quite a thirst. I took a seat back in the chair and gulped down the last of the lemonade.

The beauty reappeared in the window, now wearing her black thong but nothing else. She was standing still, looking at something in her hand. Of course. She was reading my letter. I watched her facial expression as her beautiful eyes scanned the page in front of her. She must have neared the end of the letter, because now she was pulling the waistband of her panties forward and looking inside them, and what she found confirmed the words she had just read. She set the letter aside and looked out the window, and for the first time, our eyes met. She made no attempt to cover her bare breasts, even though she was standing in full view of the neighborhood. She simply looked at me, and shook her head almost as if she was impressed.

I gave her a wink, and she gave one back. I knew at that moment that this would be a secret between us for the rest of our lives.

She reached for the curtains, and this time, pulled them shut, but now I was not disappointed. Having satisfied my thirst, I took my empty glass and set it aside. 



The Neighbor Girl



My wife and I met in high school and just clicked right from the start. I guess we were right because we were married for 38 years. We never had children. It wasn't for not trying, I can't imagine any two people being much more active sexually. At first we were happy to be "lucky". Later, by the time we started checking and discovered I was the problem, we just accepted it. I pretty much shoot blanks. A few sperm but not very active. I can't pretend it didn't bother me to learn that, made me wonder about my masculinity. But Ellie seduced me often and made me realize that sex was as good as ever.

A new family moved into our neighborhood, where we had lived about fifteen years by then. They had a baby girl. They were a dysfunctional family. I think she's nuts and he's an alcoholic. They argue loudly, she throws things. I don't know whether she went nuts in reaction to his drinking or he drinks because she's nuts. Whatever, as their little girl grew up some, she started spending a lot of time with us. We began to think we were raising her more than her own parents, which was probably good for the kid. 

As time went on her parents stayed in their loud, combative marriage and the girl, Diane, was at our place doing her home work, learning about cooking, learning about life. I think we both thought of her as almost our daughter. She even spent the night fairly often.

Then Ellie died. She had a bad heart for quite a while but her death was a surprise. I came in from doing some yard work and she was laying on the kitchen floor. The paramedics came and all that but she was dead. The truth is, Diane and I helped each other to cope with it. Diane was fifteen by then. 

Diane still was around a lot. I helped her with homework, she helped in all kinds of ways around the house. When questions came up about boys and dating, I tried to be sane about it. Truth is, Ellie had always handled those areas and I was a little uncomfortable. But I tried to be honest and truthful. Years went by.

I knew Diane was very interested in sexual things. Most young girls are, I imagine. We had talked about it. But one day I got a shock.

Diane's about to graduate from high school. She's eighteen. She tells me she had sex with her boy friend. He used a condom. The whole thing just didn't go that well. She didn't enjoy it. It hurt. It was over fast. What was so great about sex anyway, she wondered. Here she had built this all up in her mind, had spent hours at the computer looking at porn, and when she tried it, she didn't like it. 

I wasn't too sure I could handle this. I suggested maybe she should talk with someone else. She wanted to know who. Ellie was gone, her parents were definitely not right. Some teacher she really didn't know that well? A minister, that she wasn't really sure she trusted anyway? So I buckled down and tried to deal with it.

I'd only been with one female in my life, Ellie, as I told her. Back in high school, we started like most kids, making out a little and then slowly feeling each other some, gradually getting to masturbating each other. Then oral sex. I know Ellie liked that because she started it and over the years she probably had me in her mouth as often as in her vagina. And I know I liked it. Liked receiving it. But I also liked doing it. I liked seeing her naked, loved her whole body, seeing her pussy, feeling it's shapes with my fingers and my tongue. I liked her taste. And I loved to give her an orgasm, realize I could give her that much enjoyment. So we did that a lot. Even once we moved on to intercourse, we still did oral a lot. 

I told Diane all this and suggested that maybe she knew too much, moved to fast without going through the preliminary steps. Rape probably can't be fun and just moving to fucking immediately is almost like rape. You need to build up to it. She asked a lot about oral sex, that seemed to intrigue her. Maybe she needs to talk to her boyfriend about it, I suggested. She decided she'd try again and see if they couldn't both do things so they both end up enjoying it more.

That night, in bed, I thought about sex. Ellie and I had sex often but when she died I accepted that sex was over for me and I really didn't even think about it much. Of course with ads and TV programs and such no one can completely avoid it. But Diane talking about sex made me realize that she's a very attractive young woman now. I always thought of her as a skinny little kid but she has breasts and a butt now. She's still slim but very much female. And she's no longer a virgin. I couldn't help thinking of her and sex.

Like every week day, the next morning I got up and went to work. It put sex out of my mind again. The same the next several days. Then Diane came around again. I hadn't seen her for three or four days. It turns out, she talked to her boy friend and in no way would he even think about licking her pussy. He apparently was willing for her to suck his cock and fuck her but that was that. So she broke up with him and didn't have sex with him a second time. 

She was upset. She wanted to experience really great sex like she'd heard about. I made the only suggestion I could think of, that she needed a new boy friend. Of course, her reaction was, just how do I go about finding a new boy friend? Go around the school cafeteria asking guys if they'd like to lick her pussy? I then went into a bit about love and that just plain sex wasn't really what life is all about, you need to have feelings for each other, that sex is better as part of love.

Her reaction surprised me. She claimed that was old fashioned. Today, women are free and they want to enjoy sex when they want. To make sure they can earn a living when the bastard male dumps them with a couple kids, they need to go to college, learn how to make a living, then hook up seriously with a guy and marriage and babies. Then, when he walks out, she can at least make sure she and the kids can get along. In the meantime, the woman needs to be sexually satisfied. Love isn't part of it, just good sex.

I told her I thought she might be wrong, that love makes it all much better. But I had to admit that I had only been with one woman in my life, Ellie. So if I'm wrong and she's right, then, yes, maybe she does go around school asking guys if they'll eat her.

She left but I'm sure wasn't happy. I came close to masturbating as I thought about it later in bed. This attractive young girl had raised my interest in sex.

The next evening she came by again. She said that I said that she should get a new boy friend, find one that was experienced enough to like eating pussy. And, she added, she thought she'd found one. Me.

No, I came back with immediately. I'm old. Old enough to be your grandfather. You need someone your own age. I really like you and want the best for you and you need a young man that you can really interact with, a man with a young body and the stamina to give you what you likely need.

Not so, she answers. All I need is good sex. Someone who will appreciate my body and give me orgasms. You can do that. Age doesn't matter. I'm not looking for love and romance. I'm not intending to marry you, just fuck you. 

Diane, I told her, you're very attractive. You have a very nice body. But I've only had sex with one person in my whole life. It would be like I was insulting Ellie to have sex with the girl that we both treated almost like our daughter. 

Jack, she said, I knew you'd mention Ellie. I bet Ellie told you that if she ever died you should find another woman. You shouldn't have to be alone. I think I even heard her say that.

Well, she did, I admitted. I also told her that it's really just such a surprise. I expected you to find another young man. 

But you can show me what good sex really is, she said. You can make sure that I'll know when I later find someone who can also give me good sex. You'd actually be doing me a favor. So do it for me, if not for yourself.

Anyway, that's how I now find myself in bed with a lovely young girl. Her body is even better than I expected. Slim but with breasts that are almost too large, out of proportion to the rest of her body. My guess is, her body will grow more, to fit those breasts. Good hips and butt, shapely legs. And a very pretty girl, nice even features, blue eyes and strawberry blond hair. Hardly any pubic hair, very light color and little of it. Really attractive pussy, full lips, noticeable clit.

I know I should go slower and work up to this but she wants oral sex and so do I. That's how I know hoe beautiful her pussy is because I'm down between her legs, looking at it, ready to start tasting it. She said she wasn't interested in love and romance but wanted orgasms and this is the quickest way to give her one. Or maybe several if she can handle it.

I was on my knees at the side of the bed, her butt on the edge of the mattress, her legs on my shoulders. I pushed my tongue in between her lips and licked. It had been years since I tasted a pussy and it's still the sexiest taste in the world. She's fairly juicy. Just thinking about it must have turned her on. I move my tongue around, shove it as far into her vagina as I can and then lick up. There's that clit I saw earlier. Larger than Ellie's ever was. I lick it with my tongue. She's been moaning but this causes a quick inhale and little shriek as well as making her hips jump. Why fool around. I flick her clit with my tongue. She shrieks more, her hips jump more. I get hold of it with my lips and pull on it a little. It's now a full scream and her legs are waving around some. I suck on her clit, tongue it, suck on it. That does it. A gush of fluid shoots out and she's screaming so loud I wonder if the neighbors will call the cops. Her legs clamp on my head and her whole body seems to jump. I let go of her clit.

"I've never felt like that before," she says. "I thought I knew what orgasms were." Her legs loosen a bit. I lick back down into her slit, get my tongue into her vagina again. My face is wet from her and her taste is stronger than ever. "Are you going to fuck me now?" she asks. I don't reply with words, I lick back up a little and get my tongue to her clit again. "Don't" she says, "just put it in me, I'm ready." I flick my tongue on her clit. She moans. I grab it with my lips again. "Fuck," she almost screams, "It's too much." I suck on her enlarged clit. It probably is a little sore. Ellie used to say that after a couple orgasms her clit was too sore for any more action. But Diane sounds as if she's moving into another orgasm as I suck and tongue her little cock. I remember somewhere reading that a clit was the remnant of a cock. But clits don't have a hole in them to emit fluid like a cock. But she shoots out some more juice and goes nuts with screams and jerking her body around.

This time, I straighten up, grab her legs and aim them up and lean against them as I push my cock into that well lubricated opening. For being so ready she's sure tight. I have to push my way in, my foreskin getting stretched back. I had almost forgotten how great it is to feel every little bit of your firmness as it's squeezed and held. Once all the way in I just hold it there for a moment, appreciating it. But it feels even better to move it inside her. Slowly for awhile, savoring every moment. Then faster, faster and harder. Building up to just plain pounding into her. Banging my body against her butt and thighs.

She starts off with little moans, most likely appreciating the feel of me in her as much as I did. As I move, her moans get louder, leading to small screams as I push back into her. It builds as my force does, with loud exhales or grunts like some tennis players with each of my slams into her. The grunts run together into a continuous strangled yell, then a scream as I feel her insides spasming, grabbing my cock. Which pushes me into shooting off a 3-year load of semen into her.

I move her legs off to each side and they drop to the floor as I pull out of her. She lays there as if she's exhausted, looking as if she's almost ready to slide off the bed, limp as a Dali watch.

I move around a little and bend and reach under her legs and lift her and push so she slides back, fully on the bed. I lay down next to her. She turns to face me, puts an arm over me. "Jack, that was the wildest experience in my life." She then lifts a leg and moves it on top of me, pushing her body as tightly to me as possible and then kisses me on the mouth. Not a sexy kiss as much as a tired one. 

We lay there, each of us relaxed and enjoying the post-coitus bliss that seems very natural. She finally grins at me and says, "Can we do that again?"

"I told you, you need a young guy, your own age. I think I can get ready again but it'll probably take a half hour or so. With a young guy, you could probably get him up again in ten minutes."

In fact, I do get it up again. This time I purposely do it all differently, lovingly. We kiss a lot. I tell her how beautiful she is and what a great body she has. I caress her breasts, kiss them, Tell her how lovely they are, then start licking and sucking on them. She's moaning and moving to orgasm just from my working on her breasts. Then I work my way down her body, her navel, telling her gorgeous her body is, how sexy she is. 

This time, I'm nose down into the bed while she spreads her legs and then gets her knees up, with my help and urging, and I get my mouth, tongue and fingers to her delectable pussy again. I go slower, tasting her, licking, tongue fucking, before finally getting to her clit. I slide a finger, then another, into her vagina and finger fuck her, masturbate her, as I flick my tongue on her clit, then start sucking it. It'll get her to an orgasm but slower. 

That first time was to give her orgasms, quick and hard. This time, I hope she learns that slow and loving has its advantages. When she finally orgasms and I get a face full again, I slide up over her and start pushing my way into her again. Slower this time, making the feelings last longer. She wraps her legs and arms up around me and we kiss as I push into her. 

Keeping my cock moving in her, I bend my upper body to get my hands to her breasts. Beautiful, full breasts. I want to suck a nipple but I just can't bend enough to both fuck her and suck a nipple at the same time. I move a hand down to massage her clit as I fuck her. It doesn't take long and she's in orgasm again. I push into her and hold a while. 

I then pull out and sit back and ask her to turn over, then get up on her knees and I get up between her legs and aim back into her and start filling her again. I lean over her and get a hand on each breast as I move in and out of her vagina. I just keep at it as she moans until I move one hand down to massage her clit again to get her to another orgasm. 

This time as I pull out, I get on my back and guide her into a position atop me so that she sits on my cock and takes it up in her. I tell her, it's her turn to move in whatever way feels good to her. She squirms and rotates a little, feeling me move inside her. She leans over me, her breasts dangling enough that by using an arm to help prop me up a little, I can get my mouth to a nipple. We last and last. She ends up sitting fully upright, bouncing on me as if she's on a bucking bronco, working up a sweat. I let her go at it, wondering if I'm going to be black and blue in the morning, finally getting fingers to her clit again. 

Ellie actually came some times just from fucking. Apparently there was a feeling inside her that could turn her on. Diane seems to need action on her clit to come. And cum she does, loudly. This time as we lay next to one another she's wet with perspiration. She commented that it was a real work out but it was just all perfect. 

Her crotch and the bed are a mess from her own juices as well as mine. She all of a sudden realizes this and in an scared way, says that I never used a condom. Asks will she get pregnant. So I let her know that I shoot blanks, ti's why Ellie and I never had children.

Anyway, she almost lives with me for almost four months. She discovers she likes to suck me as much as Ellie did. We have sex a lot. Not as much as she might with a 20 year old, as I remind her. I also remind her that she needs to find a young guy, not settle just for an old man like me. In September, she heads off to college. Her parents are dysfunctional but have some money, I guess.

I miss her. I miss the sex. I'm ashamed of myself to some degree. A young girl like that should do better than an old man like me. But it was obvious she liked it. More than liked it. I have to admit that I sure did, too. I hope she finds someone at school to keep her satisfied. Maybe I helped. I hope so. At least she knows what good sex can be.

Diane calls me several times. It takes a couple months but she finds a guy at school that's apparently good at sex. I'm happy for her. Now I need to get back into being an old widower again.

Friday evening, after dinner but not late, perhaps 7:30 or so, my doorbell rings and when I open the door there's a very pretty little blonde girl. Looks like a cheerleader, built and grinning and peppy. "Jack?" she asks. I tell her yes.

"I'm Melody. A friend of Diane's. I was telling her how sex with my boyfriend wasn't at all what I expected it to be and she suggested I come see you. Can I come in?"



The Neighbor Girl and Her Friend



This story takes place the weekend after my first sexual encounter with Julie in the story "The Neighbor Girl Grew Up."

I hadn't seen Julie since our wild fuck fest on Saturday because I had a very busy week at work and it seemed like Julie was pretty busy seeing all her friends that were back from college for the summer. We did have a few flirty exchanges over email and text messages so I knew it wouldn't be long before we met again to continue what started last weekend. 

It was late Friday night (early Saturday morning) and I was just getting back home from having a few drinks with the guys after work. I parked my car in the driveway and was walking towards my front door when I heard a car pull up into Julie's parent's driveway. I could hear the base bumping from the stereo so I knew it wasn't her parents. I decided to stall a little at my front porch to see who it was. The car pulled in quickly and soon after two girls jumped out saying "thanks for the ride. See you later!"

As the car was pulling away I watched Julie and one of her friends walk up the driveway giggling and clutching each other as they both tried to help the other navigate the driveway in their high heels. They were obviously coming home from partying with their friends because both were wearing very revealing "clubbing" outfits and both seemed a little drunk. I watched as the two very sexy girls approach the front door and my cock twitched a little as the porch light revealed the extent of their sexiness. 

Like I mentioned, both were wearing pretty skimpy outfits that did a great job of showing off their naughty little bodies. Julie is a hot little blond with a very tight and tanned body. She was wearing some sexy little shorts that showed off her toned legs and sweet little muffin ass. Her pink top tight and low cut enough to give a nice glimpse of her perky c-cup tits. I wouldn't say she looked slutty but she was definitely showing off her body.

Julie's friend, on the other hand, was dressed slutty. She was short like Julie, but had a deferent, but equally as sexy body. This girl had some curves! She was wearing an extremely short skirt that bounced a little when she walked, giving me quick little peeks at her awesome bubble butt. Being an ass man, this was the first thing that caught my eye. Shortly after, I noticed the skimpy little top that barely covered her large bouncy melons. She was wearing one of those backless shirts that only had thin ties around her back and neck and just loosely covered her chest and stomach. I couldn't help but stare as her tits and ass bounced down the walkway towards Julie's front door. As they reached the front door, they both looked over at me, whispered to each other, and then started giggling before going inside. 

After I shook myself back to reality after the sexy display I just watched, I went into my house and didn't give it much more thought. About 30 minutes later, after I had changed into some sweats and was brushing my teeth before hitting the sack, I heard my phone beep from receiving a text. When I picked up my phone to see who would be texting me so late my heart skipped a beat and my cock jumped in my pants.

The text was from Julie and it said, "Still awake? Can you come over for a sec?" 

I was shocked. Did she really want me to come over with her friend over there? Was her friend still over there? Could she be asking me over for the reason I suspected? Despite these questions I wasn't about to wait to find out. I put some slippers on and headed next door with a semi hard cock bouncing in my sweatpants.

When I knocked on the door my heart was pounding in my chest. The thought of being alone in the house with the two sex kittens I saw earlier was almost too much for me to comprehend. I heard a few footsteps approach the door and then a little giggling before the door opened. 

Julie was standing at the door with a big smile on her face and her friend was at her side with a similar, probably alcohol influenced, smile on her face as well. They had both changed out of their party cloths but looked equally as sexy as they did before. Both were wearing boxer shorts, with the waist band folded over a few times, and a tight cotton tank top. I became painfully aware that neither girl was wearing bra because I could see their nipples slightly protruding from under the thin cotton of their tops. 

I also got my first close look at her friend and she was every bit as hot as Julie. She had a very exotic look (maybe Spanish or Italian) with dark brown hair, brown eyes and a naturally tan skin tone. Everything about her was sexy, from her full pouty lips to her voluptuous hourglass figure. She had one of those amazing bodies that somehow packed big tits, a skinny waste and a wonderful bubble but into a small tight frame. I was captivated and couldn't take my eyes off her. 

I managed to break the awkward silence, and my obvious stare, by croaking out, "uhh, so what's up?"

"Oh nothing" Julie said, "I just wanted to introduce you to Tiffany, my friend from college." Tiffany confidently stepped forward as I reached out my hand and said "Nice to meet you Tiffany." She just gave me a sexy little smile and a wink that made my cock jump in my pants again. 

"Come in and hang out for a bit" Julie said was she waived me in and turned to walk towards the family room. Tiffany gave me another smile as she looked down at the bulge in my pants and turned to follow Julie; leaving me standing at the door dumbfounded and captivated by the two asses walking away from me. 

Both girls had their boxers rolled up so high that I could see a little bit of their ass cheeks as the sauntered down the hall. Both asses were amazing and I was in heaven. Julie has one of those tight, heart shaped asses that you could bounce a quarter off of. Tiffany's ass is bigger, but still held an awesome shape and had a little jiggle to it that just made me drool. I closed the door and followed them to the living room with my eyes plastered to their back sides. 

Julie continued into the kitchen and Tiffany and I grabbed seats on the couch. Things were a little awkward for a minute or two while we sat on the couch without much to say until Julie returned with three drinks in her hand.

"Drinks anyone?" she blurted out as she almost bounced into the room. 

We all took our drinks and things started to loosen up. We talked for a while (the girls did most of the talking) and I learned a lot about Julie and Tiffany at college. It turned out that Tiffany was Julie's roommate in the dorms and she was just up for a few days to visit. From what I could gather from all their stories and inside jokes, Tiffany is way more sexually experienced than Julie was before we hooked up and was a little promiscuous during her first year in college. Julie joked a few times about having to shack up in their friend's room while Tiffany was playing with one of her "fun friends" and Tiffany just laughed it off and gave Julie a hard time about being such a prude with all the boys. 

We had a few more drinks and the conversation continued to loosen up and get a little flirtier. The girls continued their friendly batter with each other until Tiffany made fun of the way Julies dances and Julie jumped off her chair and playfully hit Tiffany with a pillow, crashing on the couch between us. We all got a laugh out of Julie's drunken display but my laughing stopped when I looked down and realized I could see right up Julie's shorts to her completely shaved pussy. Being drunk I wasn't able to disguise my stare so it must have been pretty obvious as I feasted my eyes on her beautiful little slit. 

"What do you think you're looking at Jason?" Tiffany said in a playful voice. "Do you like what you see?"

I was pretty hopeful that I knew where this night was heading and I decided to move it forward so I looked up at Tiffany, then down to her tits and then back up to her eyes and said, "I am looking at a lot of things, and I LOVE what I see!"

"Ummm, I bet you do" Tiffany said as she looked right at me with a sexy stare that could make a grown man melt. 

"Look!" said Julie, "I think we're making him hard!"

Julie slid her hand across my lap and grabbed my quickly growing cock through my sweat pants. Both girls were giggling as they shifted their gaze between each other and the bulge in my pants. Julie was slowly stroking my cock when Tiffany asked, "So did you two really fuck on this couch?"

I didn't bother answering her and just leaned over to kiss Julie. She inhaled deeply and returned my kiss passionately as we melted into each other. 

I heard Tiffany say "I guess that answers the question", but I wasn't paying attention as my hands explored Julies tight teen body and kissed her deeper and deeper. I slid my hand down her inner thigh, through the leg of her boxer shorts, to find her dripping wet pussy. She spread her legs to invite me in and I pushed two fingers deep into her sex and lightly rubbed her clit with my thumb. She gasped as she broke our kiss and leaned back into the couch to enjoy the stimulation. 

As she broke our kiss I noticed that Tiffany was no longer sitting next to her on the couch and I felt a hand in my lap again. I looked down and saw Tiffany kneeling on the floor between my knees with a cock hungry look on her face. 

We she noticed me looking at her she smiled and said, "She told me how you fucked her and I wanted to see for myself." 

Who was I to argue, so I returned my attention to Julie's pussy and lifted my ass off the couch to let Tiffany pull my sweats off. Once she had my pants off, she pushed my knees apart and moved in for the kill. She started by slowly stroking my cock with her hand and licking my balls. She was very methodical and took each ball in her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue before letting it pop out and moving to the other. She kissed her way up to the base of my cock and licked up to my swollen tip before engulfing my entire manhood unto her hot mouth. 

This girl really knew how to suck a cock. Without hesitating she sucked my dick down her throat until her nose touched my stomach. She then slowly pulled up with her lips and tongue suctioned to my dick like she was laterally trying to milk the cum from my balls with one suck. As she continued her assault on my cock she picked up her pace and was sucking and slurping so hard that a mixture of saliva and pre-cum was leaking out of her mouth and dripping down to coat my balls and the ample cleavage squeezing out of her tight tank top. It was the nastiest, wettest blowjob I've ever had and I was loving it. 

The expert blowjob I was receiving made it very difficult to keep my attention focused on Julies pussy, but I managed to do enough to keep her satisfied and nearing an orgasm. She still had her eyes closed and was rotating her hips trying to increase the pleasure she was receiving from my hands while absent mindedly playing with her tits and pinching her nipples though the thin fabric of her tank top. I decided to move things a bit further so I lifted her ass off the couch and slipped her shorts off to get better access to her sweet little pussy. 

As I pulled her shorts off she opened her eyes for the first time since this all started and noticed Tiffany going to work on my cock. "God Tiffany, you are such a slut!" Julie said with a laugh, "you just met him and you are already sucking his dick?" Tiffany just looked up, with my cock still in her mouth, and gave Julie a quick wink before continuing her sloppy assault on my dick.

Once Julie's shorts were off she closed her eyes again and splayed her legs wide, encouraging me to continue. I dove back in with both hands to rub her clit and finger her dripping wet pussy. 

As I went back to work I felt Tiffany release my cock from her mouth. I looked down to see her pull her top over her head and release an awesome sit of tits with dark, erect nipples. Her tits were a full d-cup but still very firm with just the right amount of jiggle when they fell out of her shirt. I couldn't tell for sure if they were natural (being a Florida girl you never know) but if she bought them, she sure got her money's worth because they looked real. 

I turned my focus back to Julie and felt the soft weight of Tiffany's breasts in my lap as she began licking my cock and rubbing it on her nipples and between her tits. It felt amazing and I lifted my hips to push my cock into her voluptuous mounds of flesh even harder. 

I could tell Julie was nearing an orgasm so I lowered my head between her legs to finish the job with my tongue. As I began licking her clit she pulled her legs back even further allowing me to stick my tongue deep within her pussy. Julie was very close and I knew how to put her over the edge so I sucked hard on her clit and reached down to circle her asshole with my finger. Touching her ass set her off and she exploded into a very loud orgasm. Julie was moaning loud and grinding her pussy into my mouth and her ass into my hand. Her juices were coating my face and I was having a hard time breathing, but I just let her ride it out and did my best to continue the stimulation on her clit. 

Julie was coming down from her orgasm when I felt Tiffany start to crawl up my body. Once she got all the way up I could feel her large breasts pressed against my chest and her pubic bone, still covered by her boxer shorts, slowly rubbing on my rock hard cock. 

"Mmmmm, that was hot", Tiffany whispered as she pressed her body into me and brought her face close to mine; still between Julie's legs. 

As soon as I pulled my mouth away from Julie's pussy, Tiffany dove in to give me a passionate kiss. We kissed deeply for a few moments until Tiffany pulled away and said, "Mmmm, Julie tastes good."

"What did you say?" Julie said as she opened her eyes after regaining her composure. 

"I said your pussy tastes good," Tiffany said with a devilish grin.

Before Julie could respond, Tiffany leaned down and began licking Julie's pussy. Julie was surprised and tried to protest at first. But once Tiffany got started, Julie couldn't stop her and she just leaned back again and started enjoying the sensation of her first lesbian experience. 

Tiffany was still on top of me while as she went down on Julie who was laying on the couch next to me with her legs high in the air. Julie was really enjoying the attention she was getting from Tiffany and was running her hands through her air and pressing her face tighter against her pussy. Tiffany was going to work on Julie with the same ferocious appetite she had for my cock, and was absent mindedly grinding her hips into mine as if she was trying to fuck me through her boxer shorts. As much as I liked the up close view of one hot college girl eating out another for the first time, I thought it was time to give Tiffany's pussy what it was obviously looking for.

I lifted Tiffany's body off of mine just enough to slip out from under her and onto the floor. As I did this, Tiffany dropped her knees to the floor and pulled Julie to the edge of the couch so she could get a better angle for fucking her college roommate with her mouth and hands. 

I positioned myself behind Tiffany and the site before me was so hot I just had to pause and admire it for a few moments. Julie's tight, tan little body was wide open on the couch with her tank top pushed up over her tits. She was moaning and breathing heavy as her hands alternated between playing with her erect nipples and pulling Tiffany's face deeper and deeper into her dripping wet pussy. 

Tiffany had her face buried between Julie's legs and her whole body was still moving like she was fucking an invisible cock. I could see her large tits swaying back and forth and I was very tempted to climb underneath her body to suck as much of her sweet flesh into my mouth as possible. The only thing that stopped me was what was waiting for me once I removed her little shorts. 

I snapped myself out of my lustful trance and got focused on the task of making Tiffany beg to be stuffed with my cock. I placed my hands on her ass and roughly massaged her full, but firm cheeks through her thin boxers. Tiffany moaned softly and pushed her ass back into my hands, encouraging me to take it further.

I removed her shorts and was greeted by an amazing ass and a completely bald pussy that was glistening, and almost dripping, with her juices. I continued rubbing her ass while admiring how full, yet firm, her ass cheeks were. I spread her cheeks apart and got my first glimps of her freshly waxed, puckered asshole. Tiffany still had her face buried between Julie's legs and kept pushing her ass back into my hands, almost bouncing her ass at me and tempting me to dive right in.

It worked, and I quickly lowered myself to get my first taste of Tiffany's dripping wet pussy. She must have felt me moving in because as I lowered myself, she spread her knees a wider and arched her back a little to make herself more accessible to my mouth. I didn't waste any more time and I dove right in. 

Her pussy was so wet that my face was instantly coated with her juices as I penetrated her with my tongue as deep as humanly possible. My mouth was deep in her pussy and the rest of my face was buried between her ass cheeks when started grinding her pussy and ass against my face with a desperate enthusiasm. Her grinding motion was causing my nose to brush against her puckered ass, which she seemed to like, and I did my best to start applying pressure to her engorged clit with my tongue. As she neared an orgasm she pulled her head out of Julies lap but continued to rub her clit with one hand while grabbing the back of my head with her other to force my face deeper and deeper into her. 

"Fuck yea, suck that pussy!" Tiffany said as she continued to grind my face into her pussy. "You like having your face buried in my ass? Oh god yes, I'm gonna cum all over your face!"

Tiffany was starting to lose control and was bucking her hips wildly as she continued with her dirty talk. I didn't notice because my face was still buried in Tiffany's pussy, but Julie started cuming because of the fingering she was getting from Tiffany and the excitement of how dirty her college roommate was behaving. Julie's orgasm sparked off Tiffany's and she began grunting obscenities as a small gush of cum filled my mouth and dripped down my chin. 

Tiffany released my head from her hands and collapsed to her elbows as she came down from her climax. Her chest was heaving and she rested her head in her hands, but continued slowly rotating her hips against my mouth as if she didn't want the stimulation to stop. I continued licking her clit very lightly and rubbed her ass while she recovered from her orgasm. 

I looked up between Tiffany's ass checks and could see Julie playing with herself softly as she too was trying to recover from her second strong orgasm of the night. It was at that moment that I became painfully aware of my throbbing cock and the fact that I was the only one there who hadn't cummed yet.

As if on cue, I was very happy when Tiffany raised her head from the floor and said, "Are you going to fuck me with that cock or what?

I swear I had been waiting to hear this girl say that since the moment I laid eyes on her in that slutty little clubbing outfit in the driveway. I positioned myself behind her and started rubbing the tip of my cock across her wet pussy lips. "Oh yea...." She moaned as she pushed her ass back a little and reached up between her legs to fondle my balls. As I slipped my cock into her slowly, she gasped a little, but pushed herself onto my cock with one smooth stroke. 

It felt so good to be balls deep in this horny little college girl that I nearly lost my load before even getting started. I kept my composure and started fucking her with a slow steady pace. It was clear she didn't want to ease into things by the way she pushed back on my cock with each stroke so I grabbed her ass and started fucking her with hard, deep thrusts. 




The Neighbor Girl and Her Friend



I was fucking her with all I had, making her ass slap with each hard stroke, and Julie started to take notice. She stopped playing with herself and took more interest in what Tiffany and I were doing by sliding off the couch and scooting over too where I was pounding her roommate from behind. 

"Looks like you like fucking college girls huh?" she said with a sly grin as she reached between Tiffany's legs to grab my balls and feel my cock entering her pussy. 

"Well, it sure looked like you enjoy fucking college girls as well" I said with a smile as I slowed the pace a little so Julie could rub Tiffany's clit between thrusts. 

"It was different, but definitely fun" she said shyly as she appeared to be a little embarrassed to admit she allowed a girl to go down on her. 

Tiffany was starting to get worked back up as the extra stimulation from Julie started building her towards a second orgasm. As I already found out, she is very vocal during sex and was encouraging both Julie and I to continue our fucking and fingering with her loud moans, grunts and vulgar sex talk. 

I could tell Julie was getting turned on by the situation because she got a glazed look in her eyes and was becoming more active with her hands. With her one hand she continued fingering Tiffany's clit and rubbing my cock and balls as I slid in and out of her pussy. With her other hand she started rubbing Tiffany's ass and slipping her hand between her cheeks to graze her asshole as she started to get lost in the moment. 

I kept one hand on Tiffany's hip to keep a nice hard rhythm and reached behind Julie to slip a couple fingers into her pussy. She was dripping wet and clearly very horny because she instantly responded by moaning and leaning forward slightly to allow my fingers to penetrate her deeper. She now had her hands on Tiffany's ass and back as she leaned forward to steady herself as I finger fucked her in rhythm with Tiffany.

Both girls were moaning pretty heavily at this point and seemed to be nearing orgasm when Julie started playing with Tiffany's puckered asshole. She started by lightly tickling her tight rosebud with her finger which caused her ass cheeks to flinch and her pussy to contract around my cock. She then started rubbing hit harder with one finger trying to press it in. 

"Ohhhh fuck, that feels good!" Tiffany moaned in response to Julie's ass play. 

Julie then leaned down further to almost rest her head on Tiffany's ass and spit between her cheeks to provide a little lubrication. As she started working her saliva into Tiffany's asshole, I removed my fingers from her pussy to smear her Juices on her own anal opening so they could share the experience together. This cause Julie to go crazy and she pushed her ass back into my hand and plunged her finger into Tiffany's ass. This sent Tiffany over the edge and she erupted into a loud orgasm as her pussy clamped down on my cock and her ass contracted around Julie's finger. 

I was now fingering Julie's clit while pressing the tip of my thumb against her anal opening. She was bucking back against my hand and trying to finger Tiffany's ass while building towards her own orgasm. 

I couldn't take anymore and I came deep within Tiffany's still pulsating pussy and pressed my thumb all the way up Julie's ass. Julie's orgasm soon followed and we all found ourselves panting and out of breath as our orgasms subsided. 

Tiffany and I collapsed to the floor with my dick still buried in her pussy and Julie crawled on top of Tiffany to embrace her in a passionate kiss. We were all sweaty and slick at this point and the two girls' bodies seemed to just melt together as they kissed and explored each other's bodies for the first time. 

They were pressing their pussies into each other and all I could do was watch as they lost themselves in their pent up lust for each other's bodies. 

They started to settle down a little and they broke their kiss to look at each other. 

"Shit Julie, I didn't know you could be such a slut!"

"Neither did I" said Julie as she looked over at me with a lustful smile, "I hope Tiffany didn't wear you out, because I still need to be fucked."

To be continued......

We all got a little laugh out of Julie's comment, but I was hoping she wasn't joking because I was definitely intending to fuck that tight pussy of hers once I was able to rebound; which wouldn't take long at all with two little hotties laying naked next to me on the floor. 

Tiffany reached back and grabbed my now semi-hard cock to assess Julie's chances of getting fucked anytime soon.

"Hmmm, he's starting to get soft" Tiffany said, "I better do something about that."

She rolled over and started slowly stroking my cock. "Why don't you sit on the couch so I can clean off your cock for Julie?" she asked as she got to her knees. 

I quickly sat on the couch and spread my legs so Tiffany could lean in and slip my already growing hard-on into her mouth. She quickly nursed my cock back to life and was bobbing up and down in my lap as Julie climbed up on the couch and kneeled next to me. She ran her fingers over my chest, looked me in the eyes and smiled before leaning in for a deep, passionate kiss. We practically swallowed each other's tongues as we kissed with the anticipation of the fucking that was about to come. 

"I'd say this dick is ready for some fucking" Tiffany said as she pulled her mouth off my cock.

She grabbed Julies ass and guided her to straddle my lap as we continued our kiss. She then grabbed my cock and guided it to the entrance of Julie's dripping pussy. With a deep moan, Julie slowly lowered herself onto my cock until it was buried to the hilt. Julie was extremely wet so I entered her easily, but she was every bit as tight as I remember from our first encounter a week earlier. 

We held our kiss as Julie started slowly rocking up and down on my cock. She felt amazing and I just grabbed her firm little ass and tried to pull her closer, and get deeper and deeper insider her tight little body. Julie picked up her pace and broke our kiss to allow her breathing to increase as our fucking got more intense. I explored her body with my hands and I could feel Tiffany between my legs, with her hands on Julie's ass, encouraging her to fuck harder. 

'Oh yea, fuck that cock harder" Tiffany said, as she placed her hand at the base of my shaft to feel it slide in an out of Julie's slick pussy.

The encouragement worked, because Julie started bouncing her pussy on my cock like a pogo stick, slamming her ass down on my thighs with a smack. I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands, lifted my hips off the couch, and met each of her thrusts with one of my own. We were fucking like animals and the room filled with the sounds of our primal grunts and moans.

Tiffany wasn't going to be left out and I soon felt her soft tongue licking my balls and the base of my shaft as she tried to get right in the middle of the action. It wasn't easy with Julie's ass coming down on her face with each thrust, but she did her best to suck my balls into her mouth like she was trying to literally pump my cum into her friend's pussy. 

Tiffany's hot mouth was bringing me close to my second orgasm faster than I expected so I decided I better get to work on Julie before I was all used up. Already knowing what sends Julie over the edge, I spread both her ass cheeks with my hands and placed a finger at the entrance of her asshole. Her ass twitched and she let out a small gasp as she felt my finger trying to enter her anus. She soon relaxed and slowed her pace a little to allow for the anal penetration she clearly wanted. 

Her ass was still very tight since her first experience with anal sex was only a week earlier, and my finger wasn't gaining access to her anal opening very easily. I was going to need more lubrication if I was going to finger her ass with any level of success. As if she was reading my mind, I felt Tiffany's tongue move up my shaft and join my finger and the entrance to Julie's ass. Without hesitation, Tiffany began licking Julies ass with the same hunger she showed when engulfing my cock with her mouth earlier that evening. 

Julie moaned with pure pleasure as she felt Tiffany's wet tongue start to tease her ass. She slowed her fucking even more and pushed her ass back into Tiffany's face, inviting her tongue to go deeper. I removed my finger to give Tiffany more room to work, and spread both cheeks with my hands as I continued to slowly pump my cock into Julie's pussy. 

I didn't take long before Julie was cuming hard with my cock buried in her pussy and Tiffany's face buried in her ass. 

"Oh fuck, eat my ass!" Julie moaned as started bouncing herself on my cock again. 

Her climax reached its peak with her fucking my cock so hard that Tiffany could not keep pace, so I replaced her tongue with my fingers. I slipped one finger into her ass with only a little resistance due to the lubrication it received from Tiffany's tonguing. I inserted a second finger which Julie accepted with a grunt and a deep moan. 

The anal penetration increased her orgasm and she rode out the second wave as I fucker her ass with my fingers. As her orgasm subsided, she did really slow down, but kept rocking herself on my cock with her body slumped over in my lap trying to catch her breath. 

Between heavy breaths Julie managed to say, "fuck my ass baby, I want your cum in my ass!"

With that, she rolled off my lap and laid back on the couch with her legs spread wide and knees pulled back, pulling her ass of the couch. I got off the couch to position myself between her legs, and Tiffany crawled up next to Julie and started massaging and sucking her tits. 

"Oh god, give me that cock!" she said as she pulled her legs back further to allow easy access to her ass. 

I placed my swollen tip at the entrance of her ass and teased it a little trying to allow her muscles to relax. Once she was ready I slowly pushed my cock into her tight anus. The feeling was amazing as her ass muscles gave way to the intrusion and allowed my cock to slide all the way up her ass. I stayed still for a few moments to let her relax, and I could feel her ass clenching my cock involuntarily from the stimulation her nipples were receiving from Tiffany. 

"Ohhhhh, that feels good" Julie said, "fuck my ass, make me cum again."

I started a slow rhythm of long, deep thrusts. Julie was moaning her encouragement and I slowly picked up my pace until my hips were slapping her ass. Tiffany was still sucking Julie's nipples and she reached down with one hand to start fingering Julie's clit. Julie arched her back, threw her head back and let out a deep howl as she started cuming again. 

Tiffany got caught up in the action and started finger fucking Julie's pussy with three fingers and started yelling, "yeah baby, take that cock like a slut, make him cum in your ass!" Her hand was fucking furiously as she pushed her fingers deeper and deeper into Julie's dripping wet pussy.

Julie's climax reached new heights as she had both her holes filled for the first time in her life. I was holding back as long as I could, but it all became too much for me and I pumped wave after wave of hot sperm deep within Julie's ass as she came crashing down from her orgasm. 

Still crazy with lust, Tiffany pushed my cock out of Julie's ass and leaned down to engulf my cock with her mouth and catch the last few squirts of my cum. She deep throated me until she started gagging a little and milked the cum from my balls like she was literally starved for it. 

Once Tiffany had sucked me dry she released my cock and collapsed onto the couch next to Julie. Having already cum twice in a short period of time, I just sat back and watched as the two naked beauties drifted off to sleep.