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Karen
by Anonymous Author (no address provided)
***
A young man gets a fantasy of his fulfilled by a
neighbor's wife. (F/M-teen, wife, cheat, oral, anal-
play, affair)
***
I had just graduated from High School and at 19, I was
getting ready to go away to my freshman year at
college when my summer changed beyond all my
expectations.
Karen and Dave are next-door neighbors, both in their
mid-twenties. Karen is in good physical shape, even
though Karen and Dave have three young children. She
has blond hair, large breasts, a flat stomach, fairly
wide hips, and a lovely, heart-shaped ass. Believe me,
I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a
view of their back yard, complete with Karen lying out
in a skimpy bikini.
Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle. Though I'm
only 20, I can't compare to him. However, Dave flies
for one of the airlines and is often gone for a week
or even more. That is actually what my fantasy
centered about. While a threesome would certainly have
been enjoyable, I had often thought about Karen and
having an encounter when Dave was gone.
On the day it finally happened, I had the day off. My
sister, mom, and dad were all at work. It was hot,
about 110, but there was little humidity, as we were
in Phoenix. I had gone biking early that morning,
returning at 7:00 to see Karen looking good in a knee-
length robe.
She whistled at me in my biking shorts, the first
indication I'd ever gotten that she was flirtatious;
uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile and
wiggled my rear at her, yelling out, "You want it!
Come get it!" She laughed and went back inside, her
hips swaying from side to side. I wheeled my bike in
the garage and stretched down, thinking of her.
Later that day, I was out in the back yard "painting"
the fence that hides the pool filtration stuff.
Because I was "painting" with a clothes-hostile
mixture of linseed oil and turpentine, and because of
the heat, I had taken my shirt off, leaving only my
old, faded bathing suit on. The other advantage to the
bathing suit, of course, was that I could jump in the
pool whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going
to get).
Anyway, I heard the Karen's door open and shut,
followed by the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping
on concrete, which soon quieted. I set down my brush
and pot of goop and went over and stood on the diving
board, which gave me a view over the cinderblock
fence. Karen was lying out about ten feet from me, at
an angle, facing towards me, her eyes closed.
I felt stirrings in my pants as I took in her long,
tanned legs, the string bikini covering her pubic
region, her flat stomach, her glorious breasts
accented by the bikini top, and the cloud of long,
blond hair around her face. Rather than have her catch
me staring, I called out "Looking good," also
unusually bold of me, given how she and my mom talk
together.
Karen's eyes popped open and quickly found mine. She
looked a little startled, but also a little pleased.
She got up and came over to the fence, giving me a
great view of her breasts, which were pressing
together due to their confinement. I felt my dick
harden in response. Then, she mentioned that their
pool filter was acting up and that she didn't know how
to fix it. "Would you be willing to take a look at
it?" was said with a perfectly innocent look.
I readily agreed, hard-on or no hard-on.
After I hopped the fence, I followed her over to the
filter, adjusting my bathing suit in a completely
futile attempt at hiding my interest. As she bent
over, it became difficult for me to focus on the
filter; the blue bikini bottom slipped a little
further into the crack of her cheeks. Gallantly,
however, I peered over her shoulder (ok, ok,
occasionally I snuck a glance at her impressive
cleavage) and paid attention. After moving around her,
I looked at the pressure gauge, which was way too
high, and cleaned out the trap, which was clogged with
bits of leaves and grass.
As I kneeled to screw the top back on the trap, my
dick, which had wilted enough to move around, slipped
down along my leg. Karen, who had bent over (that
cleavage again!) to look at what I was doing, didn't
seem to notice anything. However, as I tried to shift
my member around and it hardened in reply, she seemed
to catch on and smiled a bit. When I stood up, my
hard-on was quite evident.
Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and
offered me a drink. I noticed that her nipples were a
bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her
bikini top. We went inside and I commented on the lack
of kids. She smiled again, and said that they were
farmed out at friends' houses, so that she could run
errands (I wondered if I was an "errand"). She opened
a cabinet and reached up to get a glass on a shelf
that was just a little bit too high. I reached around
her and grabbed a glass and set it on the counter.
My cock pressed up against the side of her hip. Then,
I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock further up,
around, and back down her hip. By this time, her
nipples were fully erect (or so I thought) and, in one
place, the faded blue of my suit was spotted dark blue
by my oozing pre-cum.
Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went
over to the sink and filled our glasses with water. I
stood behind her, reached over her shoulder to get my
glass, and pressed my hips against her ass, nestling
my dick between her ass cheeks. She pressed her hips
backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled her
glass.
Still playful, neither of us making a major move,
though both clearly wanted to, we went in to the
living room and sat down, Karen on the couch, me on
another couch facing her. Karen then got up and bent
way over to turn on the TV. Her bikini bottom slipped
further up her ass cheeks and from my vantage point, I
could see the outline of her swelling pussy lips.
She stood back up and started the VCR. She had
obviously been watching the porno tape earlier, since
it started in the middle of scene. It was actually
switching between two scenes, one of a very vocal
woman with long black hair and medium-sized breasts
being eaten by her husband, the other of a blonde with
larger breasts (supposedly their daughter, I guess)
listening to the couple and masturbating.
When the movie first started up, the blonde was
running her hands over her breasts, milking them
upwards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples. The
other woman's moans as she was given a tongue-lashing
were clearly evident. Then, the scene cut to the
couple, as the man sucked on the woman's clit and
lightly tongued it back and forth. Then woman's moans
got louder and the scene cut back to the blonde.
The blonde still had one hand working on her breasts,
but was now also had a hand playing with her belly,
pubic hair, and, every once in a while, dipping down
to rub along her downy-haired slit. As this was going
on, I had been sort of splitting my attention between
the TV and Karen.
My dick had gotten even harder as Karen spread her
legs a bit, allowing me to see a growing wet spot at
her crotch. She also was lightly running her fingers
along the outline of her bikini top and sometimes over
and around her hard nipples. Her nipples, if possible,
grew more erect and pushed almost as hard against her
bikini top as my cock pushed against my swim trunks.
When the black-haired woman orgasmed from her
husband's attention, the scene cut to the daughter,
who was approaching her orgasm as well, with two
fingers pumping in and out of her dripping pussy lips.
I got up, thinking I should have earlier, and sat down
next to her. I reached my right hand around her
shoulder into her blond tresses and ran the other down
to trace along the bottom of one breast. I felt her
lips vibrate with a muffled moan as I covered them
with mine. With my left hand, I traced over to the
other breast, spiraled in to the nipple, and gently
pulled it between two fingers. One of Karen's hands
slipped down to my trunks and began to rub my cock
through the short. Our tongues were alternately
entwined and probing.
As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her
orgasm, I slipped my right hand down from Karen's hair
to untie her bikini top. As we broke our first kiss,
Karen arched her back, causing her breasts to
"present" themselves. As a result, the strings of her
bikini top came most of the way around from her back
and ended hanging loosely down her sides. When she
relaxed and hunched her shoulders a bit, the skimpy
blue top fell completely off. She tossed it to the
floor and smiled a wicked grin as my eyes popped.
Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were at
least a 'C' cup and most likely a 'D' cup. They hung
ever so slightly and met naturally at her sternum. Her
aureoles were a medium-sized and slightly darker pink
than her large, erect nipples. We moved closer and
started another passionate kiss. With my left hand, I
traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her
breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between
the base of my second and third finger. Then, cupping
her breast but also stimulating her nipple directly, I
moved my hand in little circles, sometimes pulling the
nipple outwards.
During my play with her nipples, Karen had started
massaging my dick again. Though it was still
restrained by my swim trunks, I felt it jump as Karen
squeezed it lightly, and gasped a bit with the
feeling. Karen then broke our kiss and moved back
slightly. She got up and went over to the TV. I moved
over to the TV as well and pressed my hips forward
against her ass as she bent over and took the tape
out. As she stood up, tape in hand, I thrust my hips
even further forward and reached both hands around to
cup her breasts and brush her nipples.
Karen twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips
against mine. I could feel her breasts, tipped by
erect nipples, press against my chest. She kissed me
lightly and mentioned that there was a VCR in the
bedroom. I was tempted to pick her up by her hips, so
that she would lock her legs around me, and carry her
into the bedroom. However, appropriate as that seemed,
I also knew I probably wasn't quite strong enough.
Rather than upset the mood by dropping her halfway
there, I tilted my head towards the hallway and
followed her into the bedroom.
The room was fairly neat, but some clothes thrown on
the chair and the rumpled bed showed that someone
actually lived there. (I like a "lived in" look,
provided it doesn't cross the line to messy) A decent-
sized TV screen sat on the dresser, facing the queen-
sized bed. Karen popped the tape in the VCR and
started it. The sounds of sex came into being around
us. Again, I stood behind her, thrusting my hips
forward and massaging her breasts. She bent over a
little bit, moving her hips backwards, creating more
pressure on my rock-hard dick, and reached around
behind her to pull me closer to her. I began running
one hand up and down, from breast to navel and back,
gradually working lower.
As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, planting
little kisses in her hair, on her neck, on her
shoulders, doing my best to drive her crazy.
Karen had been moaning a little and trembling slightly
whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or seeded her
hair with kisses. After working slowly over the top of
her bikini, working slowly down the edges of the
bikini, brushing her thighs with my fingers, and
returning to massage her breasts, I finally let my
hand brush down past her navel, over to top of her
bikini, along the edges of the bikini towards her
inner thighs, along her upper thighs. Finally, I let
one finger extend from that hand, trace lightly along
the wet patch on the bikini, and apply pressure, ever
so slightly, from the back of her covered cleft to the
front.
Karen shuddered and moaned a bit, then stopped me and
turned around. Her breasts were red from my attention
and her face was getting flushed. Karen kissed me
once, quickly, and then tugged my bathing suit down.
My six-inch cock (it may have been seven then) sprang
free from its long confinement and stood out proudly
as I stepped out of my only clothing. As Karen stood
up, her breasts brushed along my cock and gained a
thin line of pre-cum. She grabbed me by the cock, led
me over to the bed, and left me stretched out in the
middle of the bed, watching her.
Karen walked over to the dresser and leaned against
its edge, next to the TV, which still played, ignored.
She spread her legs to show the large wet spot at the
crotch of her bikini bottoms. Then, she closed her
eyes and began massaging her breasts, tugging on the
nipples and pressing the smooth globes together with
the sides of her arms.
Almost involuntarily, her right hand crept in little
circles down to her navel, down to the top of her
bikini bottoms, down the blue fabric to run along her
slit. She brought fingers to her face, inhaled the
scent, and then licked what moisture there was free.
The next time her hand crept down, it slipped
underneath her bikini. She put one hand on the dresser
behind her and raised her hips enough to slide the
bottoms free. I was exerting all my willpower to keep
in place and not explode right there from the erotic
influence Karen was having on me.
I must have made some noise, because Karen seemed to
come back to what was going on. She stepped completely
out of her bikini and stood nude, glorious, and
aroused before me. She then turned around and bent
over, giving me a _great_ view of her gorgeous ass and
puckered sphincter. Her breasts I saw only as two
globes hanging partially in view between her legs. I
could also see her pussy, puffy with arousal,
surrounded by lightly colored downy pubic hair. Many
of the hairs had tiny droplets of Karen's juices
hanging from them, a sight that turned me on even
more. She licked one finger and then placed it between
her legs and touching her sphincter.
After lightly rubbing around the rim of her asshole,
Karen pressed inwards briefly and then ran her finger
forward, bisecting her swollen lips. After licking her
finger clean, Karen ran her finger along her swollen
slit again, this time pressing a bit deeper, a bit
harder.
I couldn't stand watching her any longer and therefore
got up and pulled her to the bed. Karen ran her
fingers lightly over the head of my cock, spreading
the droplet of pre-cum that had oozed out over my
whole glans. I couldn't believe how good such a simple
action felt. After tugging on Karen's nipples for a
minute, I moved my hands down to her dripping nether
regions. After pressing the tip of my finger against
her clit, I moved it further back and applied pressure
to the length of her slit. Karen shuddered a bit, but
moved away from my finger. At first, I didn't know
why, but her motive soon became apparent.
Karen traced the fingertips of both hands down my
chest and stomach, leaning low enough that her nipples
brushed a double line as well. When she reached my
navel, my dick slipped in between her breasts and
bumped along her sternum. I left a slippery line of
pre-cum along her sternum to match the earlier, now
dried line running over both of her breasts.
I was reveling in the sights and sounds of Karen's
actions when she began intensifying them. Gently at
first, but with gaining strength, Karen jacked my dick
with both hands. After doing this for a while and
thoroughly coating the head of my dick with my pre-
cum, she leaned down and blew a hot, wet breath along
the length of my cock, ending by tickling the hair on
my balls. When she gently squeezed my balls, my cock
jumped involuntarily.
Karen smiled to see what she was doing to me, and took
just the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her
tongue around the opening at the tip of my cock and
tasting the pre-cum there. As she swirled her tongue
around the rest of my cock head and trilled around the
sensitive ridge, my cock jumped again and my hips
involuntarily flexed slightly. Karen then took the
length of my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
I could tell already that she was good at giving head.
As I looked down past her blond-crowned head, I could
see from movement of her hips that she was working on
herself, too. I could also see the TV above her head,
but the TV didn't have much attraction now, even
though the same blonde as before was getting filled
from behind by a strapping tanned stud.
As Karen ran her tongue along the underside of my cock
and increased her suction, I knew I wouldn't be able
to last long. Already, I could feel a hallmark
pleasant tightening of my stomach muscles. Between
gasps of pleasure and involuntary thrusts into Karen's
mouth, I told her I was getting ready to cum.
Karen responded by squeezing my balls and, if
possible, taking me further into her mouth, sucking
even harder, and trilling her tongue in still more
delightful convolutions. I had both hands on her head,
running through her blond hair, helping me actively
thrust against her mouth. I was getting closer and
closer to the edge; I could feel my balls pulling in
to my body in anticipation of what wasn't far away.
Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran her
tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my
glans. I thrust spasmodically against her mouth and
held her head tightly as I started spurting down her
throat. Karen didn't even try to move away; she just
kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and draining
the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my
balls. After I had collapsed back against the bed and
was idly caressing Karen's hair, she let my softening
cock slip out of her mouth and moved up to kiss me.
As I found out, Karen hadn't swallowed my entire load;
I tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined. No woman
had ever given me a blowjob even approaching hers;
further, no woman had ever kissed me with my sperm
still in her mouth. I was determined to give Karen as
massive an orgasm as I'd had.
So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen over
on her back. Though I was pretty certain Karen was
already highly aroused ;) I couldn't possibly skip
over her lovely breasts. I kissed her lips as my hands
ran circles around her globes. As I traced the tip of
my tongue down her throat to a collarbone, I started
to squeeze each _very_ erect nipple between my
fingers. Then I ran my tongue along her collarbone out
to her shoulder and back. Once I reached her sternum
again, I traced along her sternum with my tongue and
continued down the underside Karen's left breast. I
could feel her shiver in anticipation and could
certainly see her arousal in her tightly erect
nipples.
Unable to resist those nipples, I spiraled the tip of
my tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough
circles around her nipple, enticing the nipple to new
heights. Karen pressed my head roughly against her
breasts and gasped. I started licking the other breast
and then alternated, doing my best to drive Karen
crazy.
When she began trying to push me downwards between
gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close. So, I
traced my fingers slowly downwards, just barely
touching the skin. Similarly, I had my tongue arc in
lazy parabolas down to her navel, down to her downy,
blond pubic thatch.
Karen's hips began to arch to meet my tongue and
fingers; as she forced her hips upwards, I moved my
tongue and hands back, prolonging her enjoyment. After
arching her back to its fullest, she collapsed back on
the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers were slowly
massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion that
turned me on even more. I ran my fingers around the
edges of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner
thighs, and finally ran them along her swollen pussy
lips. The light hairs between her legs were slick with
sweat and an occasional depending drop of her nectar.
As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen's legs
spread wider, giving me better access.
When her legs were spread almost as far as they would
go, I spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her
wetness. I could see the hard nubbin her clit made and
blew against that until it popped free of its sheath.
As I blew each time, Karen's stomach muscles would
contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and
unpucker also. When her clit popped free, I slowly ran
a finger around her pussy, applying light pressure at
first, but increasing the pressure gradually.
When the finger was wet with her juices, I slowly
inserted it into Karen's depths. Her breath came as an
abrupt whoosh, then a slow, excruciating inhale. I
moved my other hand back to her ass and caressed it,
finally pressing one finger against her brown hole.
She seemed to like that; I set up an alternating
rhythm, first pressing a finger on her hole while
massaging her outer lips, then tracing around her ass
cheeks as I probed a finger far into her warm, wet
pussy. As Karen's moans began to intensify, I traced
my tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen's
engorged pussy lips. She jerked upright and pressed my
head against herself, clearly enjoying the sensations.
I was too; Karen's juices were sweet and copious.
I sucked on each lip, drawing it out and letting it
relax back, eliciting moans and shudders. By now,
Karen's hips were rocking back and forth, gradually
picking up speed. When I fastened my lips to Karen's
clit and hummed, her moans turned to a crescendoing
yelp, and subsided gradually. I could feel her
approaching orgasm and started moving two fingers
inside of her in addition to my tongue on her clit.
Karen began pressing her hands down on my head,
forcing more pressure on her sensitive nerve endings.
As my fingers moved back and forth, probing up the
third knuckle, her pussy made sucking noises. Karen
began moaning even louder and bucking her hips against
my face. I lubricated a finger with Karen's juices and
pressed it slowly against her asshole. As the finger
circled her rim and gradually moved inwards and I
drove my tongue all the way up her pussy, the
sensations abruptly became too much for her. Every
muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed
tightly around my head) and she began to quiver
spasmodically, still bucking wildly against my face.
As she orgasmed, I continued to tongue-lash her,
extending her throes of pleasure. Finally, after
gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands,
Karen's muscles relaxed and her breathing started to
slow. I moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply,
sharing with her the pussy juice I still held in my
mouth.
My cock was again jutting out from my body, a detail
Karen soon noticed. She told me to lay on my back and
began rubbing her hands between her legs and
transferring the moisture to her breasts and
especially her cleavage. I helped her out by licking
between her breasts and on each nipple. By the time
she lowered her breasts around my cock, the nipples
were standing erect again.
Karen began moving slowly back and forth, fucking my
cock with her hanging breasts. As she was straddling
my leg, I could feel her growing heat as she ground
her pussy against it. Soon, she was breathing heavily
and I was thrusting into her cleavage and groaning a
bit myself.
When Karen positioned herself over my cock and started
to guide it in, I asked about protection. Luckily, as
I sure didn't want to stop, she had had her tubes tied
after her third child. As she lowered herself, the tip
of my cock touched her folds. We stopped there and
moved in tiny but opposite circles, stimulating each
other. Then, Karen slowly settled onto my cock.
I couldn't believe the sensations; her pussy was very
tight, though not the tightest I'd been in. Still,
though, I could feel her pussy walls contract with the
sudden intake of breath accompanying my full
penetration. My cock jumped a bit, but subsided as we
rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being
joined. Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down
and I began to thrust in time with her. Each time, my
cock would pull out until the head was barely inside
her and then would penetrate its full length. I was
groaning and holding onto Karen's hips as she pulled
on her nipples.
After doing this for a while, Karen started to get
tired. Changing positions was good; I was starting to
have a hard time holding back. We moved to classic
missionary position. Again, I rubbed my cock head
around her opening before thrusting slowly into her.
She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped
her legs around me until I was completely inside her.
Reveling in the sensation of her warm, wet pussy
grasping my dick, I started thrusting deeply and
quickened the pace. Every once in a while, I'd pump
Karen with a series of short, tight strokes that built
tension in my belly. Karen started moaning loader as I
pumped her, and shrieked "YES!" when I slipped a
finger down to press on her clit from the top as my
dick stimulated it from below.
I knew I wouldn't last much longer and slowed down to
try to prolong the ecstasy. Karen was flushed and
breathing heavily; we were both covered with a sheen
of sweat. As Karen's legs locked and unlocked around
my hips, my ass was bucking with a life of its own,
striving to meet Karen's thrusting hips and drive my
cock even further into her tightness. The sounds of
our sex were liquid as my cock stretched Karen's pussy
lips around its circumference. The familiar tightening
in my stomach told me that I couldn't last much
longer.
Between groans of pleasure as Karen contracted her
muscles, I got across to Karen my impending orgasm.
She began bucking even harder against me, trying to
bring me to orgasm with her. She was pinching her
nipples roughly, pulling them away from her breasts.
Karen's pussy had been squeezing against my cock in
firm contractions; suddenly it clamped down as her
orgasm arrived, accompanied by Karen's wails of
pleasure. With the added pressure and a last spasmodic
thrust.
I began to feel my sperm boiling out of my balls and
shooting deep into Karen's pussy. We were moaning and
groaning together as our orgasms further stimulated
each other. I had never cum as long or as hard in my
life. When my cock was finally done pulsating, Karen
and I collapsed together and lay there, cooling off.
After a few minutes we rolled apart and I happened to
see the clock. It was 4:00!!! My parents and sister
would be home in about forty-five minutes and I was
halfway through a project that had to be finished by
the time they returned. I explained to Karen and
kissed her, first on her pussy (tasting my sperm),
then on each nipple, and finally ending on her
contented mouth.
Karen sucked the last of my cum off my dick and I left
with a hard-on, thinking about my fantasy having come
true.
The great thing was that this was just the first sex
we had. We fucked like bunnies all summer long until I
had to leave for college. I don't expect to get
anymore tail from Karen in the future, but you never
know. There was something between us, something so
sexual that I don't think even Dave got to see that
side of her. So who knows, maybe at Christmas break...
END
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