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Archive name: Neighbor.txt (M/Ff)
Authors name: Anonymous
Story title : NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS
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Several years ago the widow next door moved
to an apartment in North Springs, leaving her house
vacant for about 6 months as she tried to sell it. I
kept the lawn mowed and checked to make sure that no
one broke in and damaged it. Finally a divorced mother
of two teenagers bought the house and moved in one week
when my wife and I were on vacation. When we returned
home from our vacation it was about 2:00 a.m. and both
the houses were dark. After sleeping late, I went to
the shed in the back and got the mower, intending to
cut both yards since they hadn't been cut in a week.
I pushed the mower into the backyard next door
and was about to start the motor when a blonde woman
wearing a bikini top and short shorts came out of the
sliding door in the basement and asked me what I was
doing in her backyard. That was my introduction to
Kathy. As I explained that I had been gone for a week
and that I had been keeping the yard cut I had a chance
to give my new neighbor more than a once over. She was
about 35 (actually she was 36 I found out later), 5'6"
in height, and weighed about 115 pounds. She was very
tanned and her stomach was flat and her legs trim, a
result of her participation in ALTA. While not large,
her breasts firmly pushed against the bright yellow
bikini top and I could see just the hint of the soft
white underside of her breast under the band.
About that time my wife came to the backyard
wondering why she hadn't heard the mower start and we
had re-introductions all around. We went into her
house and, over a cold beer, found out that she was
a native of Atlanta (having grown up in Buckhead)
and that she had two teenaged children, a daughter of
18 and a son of 14. She and her ex-husband had just
gone through an unpleasant divorce and she had almost
nothing good to say about him. As I was finishing my
beer, her daughter Kristi walked onto the porch wearing
only thin satin baby-doll pajamas with her nipples
tracing lines in the green fabric. She stretched, her
arms raised above her head, and the pajamas rose up so
that her stomach was exposed, and I could see light
brown hairs escaping from the crotch of her panties.
As Kristi walked into the kitchen, I had to re-adjust
my position to hide my growing erection.
Leaving the two women talking and catching up
on all their mutual friends, I went back to the yard
and started cutting the grass. After finishing with
Kathy's yards I cut my own, starting in the front and
ending in my own backyard. As I started the mower, I
noticed Kristi lying face down on a chaise lounge
wearing only the bottoms of a thong-style bikini. As
I watched, she reached down and took the bottle of sun
tan lotion and let it drip on her exposed ass. Putting
the bottle back on the grass, her hands went behind
and began to rub the slippery oil into her skin, her
buttocks gleaming in the sun light. In spite of my now
solid erection, I started the mower and began to cut my
yard, but I must admit that I walked much slower when I
was moving in her direction.
When I finished the yard and had just put the
mower away, Kristi came out of the house carrying
another cold beer. I watched the sway of her hips and
the gentle bob of her breasts as she walked toward me.
Just as she got to me, she stepped on something sharp
and stumbled into me, her slick skin rubbing against
my sweaty chest as my hands went around her instinc-
tively to keep her from falling. As she stood there
rubbing her hurt foot, her breasts were firmly pressed
into my chest and her thigh was inserted between my
legs, rubbing on my crotch. After what seemed like
minutes, but was probably only seconds, she put her
leg down and stepped back, looking deep into my eyes
as she handed me the beer, her fingers lingering on
mine for an extended period of time.
"I though you might like this," she said as her
fingers continued to stroke mine. My only confusion
was what she thought I might like: the beer or the feel
of her young body. As I thanked her, she turned and
walked back to her chaise, her buttocks naked except
for the thin white strip that went down the crack of
her ass. By now I had a complete, raging erection that
I couldn't hide, even under my Levis. As she got to
the chaise, she turned her head and looked at me over
one shoulder as she reached back and untied the bikini
top, holding it with her hands as she again lay on her
stomach, the firmness of her white breasts compacted
and pressing out from her body.
When my wife finally got home, I was just get-
ting out of the shower and was drying off. She sat on
the bed and talked about our new neighbor and all her
problems. When she got around to talking about Kristi,
my cock started to thicken and rise as pulsation's of
pleasure ran through my crotch. I walked up to her,
took her hand, and put it on my cock. "You've got to
be kidding!" she exclaimed. "It's the middle of the
day and we just got back from vacation. Besides, I've
already made the beds and I'm getting hungry. Put some
clothes on and let's go to Rio Bravo for lunch." And
that was that!
Over the next several months we got to know
Kathy even better. She would play tennis with my wife
and then come over and sit on our porch talking with
us. Sometimes she would stay until after dinner time,
drinking beer and laughing with my wife about some
nonsense some of their friends had gotten into. Usually
I would join them on the porch and I enjoyed watching
Kathy's trim legs under her short tennis skirt and the
outline of her breasts under the bodice of her dress,
but sometimes I got upset that we didn't have dinner
and had to go to Morrison's Cafeteria when it got "too
late to fix dinner".
During this same time I got to know both Kristi
and her brother Allen better also. They would come over
looking for their mother and we would go to the base-
ment and play Ping-Pong while the two adults continued
their gossip and beers. While Allen was a competent
player, Kristi was excellent. Her serve and backhand
were better than mine, but my forehand smashes usually
won me the games.
Since we played round-robin style with the
winner playing the person who sat out the last game,
sometimes I would intentionally lose so I could watch
her bouncing breasts under the tee shirt and her firm
ass under the running shorts she usually wore. As we
played longer and longer, her sweat would make the tee
shirt stick to her breasts to outline them inticelingly
so I could faintly see the outlines of her nipples
darkly pressed against the damp material.
One night when I was outside washing my car
under the spotlights, Kathy came over and asked if I
would help her change a light bulb in her kitchen. She
couldn't turn the bulb and she was afraid that she
would break it if she forced it. My wife was at a
shower for the daughter of a friend and I had seen both
kids leave to go to a football game at the highschool.
I got the short kitchen stool and started work-
ing on the light bulb, trying to turn it with a towel
when I felt cool fingers stroking the head of my cock!
Looking down, I saw Kathy standing in front of me, her
hand touching the head of my cock where it was exposed
under my loose shorts. Since I was washing the car, I
hadn't bothered to wear underpants and, apparently,
when I raised my arms to work on the light, my shorts
had ridden up, exposing the end of my prick. As I
watched, her hand went further into my shorts and I
felt her grasp the shaft of my swiftly hardening cock.
As she pulled the skin back and forth, I
watched her tongue dart out of her mouth and moisten
her red lips as she leaned forward and took just the
head into her mouth, her lips firmly clasping my prick
at the top of the shaft. I could feel the suction of
her lips as her tongue slid back and forth over the
sensitive glans, poking wetly at the slit as she tried
to get her tongue into its opening. I was having
trouble standing on the stool and I nearly fell off as
she pulled my cock harder and harder, her hand becoming
a blur as she masturbated me into her mouth.
Pulling her head back, but maintaining a firm
grip on my rigid shaft, she told me that she wanted me
to fuck her, right then, right there. I stepped back
off the stool as she quickly pushed her little tennis
panties to the floor, carrying her undies with them.
As I watched, she reached down and spread the front of
her pussy, letting me see the bright pink moistness
between her inner lips. Her fingers forced the hood
over her clit to retract and it poked pinkly out like
a miniature cock. Rubbing her finger over its surface,
her breath started coming faster and faster. She pulled
me to her and used my cock to rub her clit, and I could
feel its hard bud rubbing into the slit as she fucked
herself into me. Without a word she turned and leaned
over the sink, leaning over and reaching back to spread
her pussy.
"Don't wait. Put it in me now. Shove your cock
all the way up my cunt and fuck me until I can't stand
it!" Her pink pussy was gleaming in the wetness of her
own fluids and her inner lips, swollen with blood,
framed the pulsating opening to her cunt. Could I
refuse?
I had never cheated on my wife before, but never
before had I had an opportunity like this. My next door
neighbor, a divorcee of 36, was naked from the waist
down, bent over the sink, and begging me to fuck her
brains out. Her pretty pink pussy was pulsating in
anticipation of feeling my shaft slide deep inside her
body. I made up my mind and stepped forward, placing
my feet between her spread legs. Pulling my pelvis
back, I put the tip of my cock into the warm wetness
between her legs and, after a few teasing very short
strokes, drove the entire length of my cock into her
cunt, my balls banging on her clit as I bottomed on her
cervix.
"Oh God! It's been so long. I want you to stay
inside me forever. I almost forgot how good it feels
to have a man inside me. Fuck me fast and then fuck
me slow. I want to feel you move up and down in me."
Her words inflamed an already hot situation and
I gritted my teeth and tried to think of baseball
scores, algebraic formulae, and anything else which
would keep my mind off the hot pleasure of fucking into
the warm moistness of her cunt. As I fucked her, I
could feel her pussy muscles contracting around my
shaft as she pussy-milked my cock. Fortunately,
thinking of other things kept me from cumming too
quickly, and I could feel her spasm through two orgasms
before it became too much for me.
"I'm going to cum!" I warned her as I slowed
nearly to a stop, my cock buried deep inside her. "Not
yet!" she begged, "I'm not quite there yet. Please
don't cum yet." Gritting my teeth, I pulled out of her
cunt and quickly knelt behind her, my tongue lashing
out to bathe her cunt as I licked her from clit to
anus, my lips suctioning her inner lips and my tongue
whipping back and forth across her wetness. Her pussy
juices were running down my chin as she ground her
crotch back into my face, forcing my mouth over her
vagina and my tongue to probe into its warm recess.
As she began to moan and her hips started an
involuntary motion, I rose and drove myself deep into
her, feeling the soft velvety walls spreading before
the force of my invader. She cried out as the spasms
of her third orgasm started, her legs weakening as she
dropped helplessly onto my iron-hard shaft. Her
pleasure brought me to a peak and I felt the hot blasts
of cum shooting up my prick, exploding into her pussy
as one, two, three, and four large spurts of cum
filled her pussy to overflowing, the excess forced down
along my cock to drip from her pussy onto the kitchen
floor. My hips spasmed independently of my control as
the extreme pleasure of my climax was nearly overpower-
ing.
As I started to soften, I started to pull out
when she reached back and grasped me around the hips,
pulling me back into her wetness, her inner softness
clasping me like a soft leather glove as her muscles
again milked my cock. Her hands controlled my motions.
At first she let me move only and inch or so back and
forth, the wetness and slipperiness of her cunt per-
mitting me to remain inside her even though I wasn't
completely hard. As the pleasure grew, her hands pushed
me back and forth more and more until, finally, my cock
was hard again and I could see it gleam in the combi-
nation of our fluids.
Pulling back, I took her hand and led her into
the den where I sat on the couch, pulling her down onto
my lap. I could feel my cock rubbing hotly between us
as she rubbed her clit up and down its tautness, her
clit poking sharply into the sensitive skin covering
the tube. I unhooked the neck strap of her tennis
dress and pulled it down below her bra. Since her
breasts were small but firm, I pushed the cups up above
her tits, the lower band forcing the swelling flesh to
bulge even more as it cut into the softness of her
upper breasts. Her nipples were light pink in color,
but they protruded at least a half inch and were as
firm as pencil erasers. She leaned forward and put her
soft lips on mine as her hands went to my shoulders. I
could feel her tongue pressing into my mouth as mine
opened and our tongues began a wet, sexy duel.
As I felt her raise up, her hand went between us
as she positioned me to enter her again. She put just
the head of my cock into her pussy and started a cir-
cular motion, the velvety smoothness of her cunt
sliding wetly around its mushroom-shaped bulge. Her
fingers went to my nipples and I could feel her fingers
gently scratching my chest, her fingernails running
back and forth over my skin as my nipples erected,
blooming forth as the excitement caused them to poke
out of their covering of hair. My hands went to her
tits and I caressed both of them, my hands squeezing
and kneading their softness as I felt her nipples
poking hotly into my palms. As I felt her fingers
grasp my nipple between thumb and index finger, I let
her nipple poke up between my ring and middle fingers,
my fingers contracting around the sensitive buds of
pleasure. She began to pull on my nipples as she began
to ride my cock like a horse, posting up and down on my
prick, her lips still sweetly locked on mine.
I could feel all my senses concentrated in three
pleasure centers: my cock inside its velvet-smooth
wetness; my nipples being pinched harder and harder as
the pleasures grew; and my lips where her tongue con-
tinued its intrusion into me. As her fingers pinched
harder, I let my fingers return the feeling to her
nipples. Finally I couldn't get enough pressure with
the two fingers so I grabbed her nipple between my
thumb and the knuckle of my index finger. I started
twisting her nipple back and forth as I felt her
fingernails begin to dig into mine, the pain/pleasure
radiating throughout my entire body. As she came, her
fingernails nearly drew blood and I squeezed her
nipples as hard as I could, the pressure turning their
pinkness white.
As she came down from her orgasm she said, "Now
be more gentle. I love to feel the pain when I'm
cumming, but now I just want to feel softness on my
nipples." I gently massaged her nipples, flicking
my fingers up and down over their surface until I felt
her fingers begin their pressures on my nipples. I
duplicated her actions. When she tortured, I tortured;
when she was gentle, I was gentle.
Since I was still rock hard, I let her continue
to ride my cock as she brought herself to two more
major orgasms and, I'm sure, a number of smaller ones.
Finally, she slumped on my chest, completely exhausted,
saying, "I can't move any more. My legs just won't
work. I just can't fuck you any more, you're going to
have to do the work." She rolled off my chest and laid
on her back on the sofa, her body covered with sweat
and completely vulnerable for whatever I wanted to do.
I grasped her ankles and brought her legs up in a "V",
hooking her legs over my shoulders as I pulled her
pelvis up to meet mine, her body suspended by her head
and shoulders and my hands on her ass. Pulling back,
I fucked her with abandon, forgetting everything but my
need to cum. She was just an instrument, a plaything,
a hole for my rod. I was maniacal! My whole being was
concentrated in my prick. She was so wet that I could
hardly feel her at all as I fucked back and forth, my
balls banging into her ass.
Looking up at me, she began to pinch her own
nipples, saying, "Come on, you can do it. Fuck me!
Fuck me harder! Stick your cock all the way up to my
throat! Shove that hard pecker into my little pussy.
Would it help if I sucked your cock? Would you like to
feel my lips and tongue on your cock? Do you want to
fill my mouth with your cum? Is that what turns you
on? Come on down here. Let me watch you cum all over
my face and in my mouth. Is that what you want? Do
you want to see my face covered in your cum? Do you
want to see your cum dripping off my tongue? Let me
suck all the cum from your balls. That's it, let my
legs down. Straddle me so that your big cock is in my
poor little mouth. Do you like that? Do you like to
feel my tongue on you cock while you masturbate? I
like the taste of you. I want to taste your cum. Come
on, you can do it. Come on, come on...that's it...oh
look at all that cum...you got it in my eyes...let me
suck it...put it closer...ummmhm."
Her words had inflamed me like nothing before.
I was determined to make my cock cum all over her face.
Rubbing as fast as I could, I felt the sperm start to
shoot up my prick and I aimed it right at her mouth,
the force of the first shot causing it to overshoot
and land in her eye. But the second and third wads,
smaller and with less force, dripped onto those red,
moist lips and I saw her tongue flick out to capture
their salty whiteness. I tilted my cock and shoved
the head into her mouth and I could see her cheeks
hollow as she sucked the last few drops from my balls.
Pulling back, I realized with horror that I had just
fucked my next door neighbor, and that my wife was
sure to find out. Now what was I going to do?
T H E E N D
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WARNING!!! NEVER, NEVER practice unsafe sex. In this day
and age, it is just plain stupid to have unprotected sex
with strangers. This story is for entertainment not to
be imitated. You only have one body per lifetime.... So
take good care of it... Kristen
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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