I slid easily into her slippery depths, her pussy swallowing my entire length. Then I began thrusting in and out, fucking Sarina as she kept up a constant stream of patter. Sometimes she described what I was doing to her, other times she told me what she wanted to have done, and still other times she begged me to make her come. Her filthy words urged me on, and I did whatever she said. I could imagine the looks on the carpenters’ faces when she cried out, “Oh, baby, your cock feels so good in my pussy. I love the way it slides into me, filling me up so good. I bet you want to suck on my titties, too, don’t you honey?”
I could only mumble yes, as my mouth was already on her breast. I was having trouble holding back my orgasm as I slammed into her again and again, but I knew Sarina was having too much fun for it to be over just yet. So instead, I reached down and flicked at her clit. That was the secret button.
“Oh, God! Oh, yes! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! Won’t you come with me, baby?” She didn’t even need to ask, because as her pussy tightened around my shaft I filled her full of hot semen, shouting as I came. I didn’t care who heard me, as there was no way I could hold anything back, I was coming so hard. Sarina was shouting, too, exclaiming to the world how wonderful it felt to come. I had to agree with her as I slumped over her sweaty body and whispered something that only she could hear. “I love you.”
—Mr. G.R., Thousand Oaks, California
Fun-Loving Flirt Seduces Her Eager Next-Door Neighbors
We have a lovely next-door neighbor named Janet. She spends a lot of time over at our house, talking with my wife, Annie, and sometimes she’ll even flirt with me. One night, after Janet had left, Annie asked if I had noticed how much our neighbor had been coming on to me, and would I like to take Janet to bed. Not wanting to lie to my wife, I said sure, and she told me to make a pass at Janet the next time she was over and see how she reacted. With her encouragement I was game for anything, so I waited till the next time we were all together.
Janet started her usual mild flirtation, and I looked at her, grinned, and said, “If you don’t quit doing that, I’m going to have to kiss you.” She looked startled but pleased, and then glanced over at Annie, who dared me to do it.
I went over and took Janet’s hand and got her to stand up, then took her in my arms and kissed her softly on the lips. She didn’t pull away, so I moved in for a deeper kiss. I felt her mouth open, so I slid my tongue inside, and we were soon engaged in a thorough French kiss. I reached around and took hold of her ass and pulled her tight against me. In the background I heard Annie saying something like, “Mmmm, that looks good.”
When Janet felt my hard cock pressing against her, she started to move her hips and rub against me. I let my hand move around to rub her pussy through her pants, then I pulled my mouth away from hers and she moaned. I looked over at Annie and then said, “Why don’t we all move into the bedroom?”
Annie undressed first, to put Janet at ease, and I could see Janet didn’t take her eyes off my wife as she took off her bra and panties and lay down on the king-size bed. The girls watched as I stripped, and they teased each other about how big my cock was. Annie and I soon had Janet clad in only her underwear and on her back between us, and we both started to caress her body.
I had one hand inside Janet’s panties and began to rub her clit, which made her writhe and moan. I slid two fingers into her wet pussy, and she moaned some more. Janet started to push her hips up as I finger-fucked her, and Annie helped us take off her bra and silky panties. Janet’s breasts were magnificent, and my wife told her so. I began to suck on her hard nipples while I played with her pussy and kissed my way down her body until I was between her legs.
When I took her clit into my mouth, she cried out and Annie embraced her, sucking her friend’s beautiful nipples and caressing her. Janet pushed her ass clear up off the bed, and I licked even harder, delving my tongue deep inside her tasty cunt. Then she wrapped her legs tight around my head and exploded like a string of fire-works.
When Janet’s spasms subsided, I looked up to see her and Annie locked in a passionate kiss. They were beautiful together, and I lay there and watched them for a while until Annie indicated that Janet was ready to be fucked. Annie stuffed a pillow under her friend’s hips and caressed her spread thighs. Janet was a little tentative about my cock’s size, but she gasped with pleasure when I entered her, and I pushed in a little at a time to get her used to me.
When I was all the way in, I started to fuck her slowly until I felt her pussy open up and welcome me. She locked her legs around my hips, and soon we were fucking each other hard and fast, matching stroke for stroke. She grabbed a chunk of my hair and cried out, and then I lost it and started to come, pouring my creamy load into her as I kept ramming my cock into her pussy.
As I rolled off Janet, Annie took her in her arms. Janet threw her arms around my wife’s neck and kissed her long and passionately. The next thing I knew, Annie was between Janet’s thighs, licking up my come and driving Janet into a moaning, tearful orgasm before returning to her mouth for another long kiss. I could tell they liked the taste of my come mingled with Janet’s juices.
I was starting to get hard again, and Annie offered to give Janet lessons in cocksucking. Before they could get to the lessons, however, Annie had made me as hard as a rock. Impatiently, she straddled my hips and sat down on my cock. She started to ride me like a wild woman, and I reached up and pinched her nipples. She bent down and ground her breasts into my chest, rotating her hips and rubbing her clit. Her orgasm started, her pussy clamping around my shaft, and I let it go, slamming my dick into her and exploding with a heavy load of come.
Janet hugged us both and said we were beautiful, then she moved down to lick my wife’s pussy clean before she came back up for a long kiss. Their breasts rubbed together as they kissed and murmured how much they liked each other’s taste.
We all lay there hugging until I guess I fell asleep. A little while later, I was awakened by the two of them moving in an unmistakably sexual rhythm. I looked over to see them locked in a 69 position, bringing each other to a whole string of climaxes while I watched.
My cock was hard again, and I didn’t want to be left out, so I waited until they seemed to be at a lull and then rolled Janet over to me. As I entered her again, Annie butted my head aside and kissed her friend, rolling and pinching her nipples as I fucked her. She came in an exhausted shudder and groan, and we lay there happily drained.
Janet caressed us both, cupping my wife’s breasts and kissing them tenderly and kissing my spent cock, too, before bidding us a happy, if somewhat bleary, good night.
Annie and I fell into each other’s arms and made love again, slowly savoring each other and talking about how special it had been for each of us to watch the other making love with Janet. Annie had clearly found her first sexual experience with another woman to be awesome, and I would always treasure the sight of those two beautiful ladies bringing each other the ultimate in ecstasy.
—Mr. L.C., Sandy, Utah
Horny Homeowner Welcomes Sexy Beauty to the Neighborhood
I was sitting in my home office, working on my computer, when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer it and found that it was my new neighbor, a beautiful, sexy woman with long, shiny black hair, big brown eyes, and the most delicious breasts you ever saw. As she smiled at me my cock started to rise, as that past Saturday I had been watching her from my window; she had been sunning herself in her yard dressed in only a thong bikini. And now here she was, standing on my doorstep, a small suitcase in her hand.
“Is the lady of the house in?” she asked sweetly. “No,” I replied. “Is there something I can do for you?” Of course, all the lascivious things I could do for her were racing through my mind, but I tried to think of other, more boring things before she noticed the erection tenting my trousers. Actually, there was no lady of the house, but I was trying to do whatever it took to get this stunning beauty to stay a little longer.
“My name is Becky, and I’m your new neighbor. I sell jewelry and cosmetics door-to-door.” Seeing my opportunity, I lied through my teeth and told her I did need to buy my girlfriend a present. As soon as the words were out of my mouth I realized that I should have said secretary, not girlfriend. Oh, well, I thought to myself, at least I’ll have the images of her to jerk off to later.
Becky came inside, and as I walked her to the living room I took in the total package. She was wearing a tight black minidress with black platform sandals that made her hips sway as she walked. I motioned to the couch and offered her a drink. I got us each a cold Coke and then sat down next to her so she could begin showing me her wares.
As I listened to Becky, I drank in her sexy beauty with my eyes. Finally, she noticed that I wasn’t exactly paying attention to her sales pitch, and although she tried to ignore my stare, I could tell she was also turned on by the way her nipples hardened and poked through the light material of her summer dress. I knew I had to make a move and soon, before she decided to leave. When she pulled out a heart pendant hanging from a silver chain, I suggested that she try it on so I could see how it looked.
Becky pulled up her long, beautiful hair so that I could clasp the necklace. When I was done, I rubbed her shoulders and then slid my hands down her arms, pulling her back toward me. Then I caressed her breasts as I gave her neck a light kiss. “You don’t really have a girlfriend, do you?” she asked.
“No, I don’t,” I replied. “And you didn’t come here to sell me jewelry.”
“I thought you would never take the hint.” At that, Becky swung around and found my lips with her own, and we kissed passionately. Our tongues intertwined and our hands began to grope each other’s body, removing articles of clothing. I squeezed her bare breasts in my hands, her erect nipples pressing into my palms. Then, when we were both fully naked, I ran my hands along her inner thighs and ever so lightly brushed her swollen and glistening pussy lips.
As Becky moaned her approval, I slid her down to the carpet and spread her thighs. Her pussy was completely shaved, and one of her inner labia was pierced with a small gold hoop. My cock jumped, and I lowered my mouth to her sweet sex. I delved my tongue among her folds, darting into her opening and then back to her swollen clit. She panted and squealed as I licked the entire length of her pussy, lapping up her sweet juices.
When I slipped two fingers into her tight cunt a cry of pure ecstasy came from deep in her throat. As I fingered her pussy and sucked her clit, she screamed my name and came all over my face. I continued to tongue her as my teeth clicked against her piercing, and she came and came again, her body quaking.
When she was finally spent, Becky pushed me off her and told me that it was now my turn. I sat back against the sofa as Becky got on her knees between my thighs and played her tongue over my cock and balls. Then, with one swift move, she engulfed my entire length in her mouth. She sucked my engorged shaft, bobbing up and down, faster and faster, until I could feel the explosion building deep inside me. Becky could feel it as well and swallowed my cockhead down her sweet throat as I shot into her what felt like a gallon of come. She didn’t hesitate but kept right on sucking, drinking down every drop of my creamy release until I was totally dry.
My orgasm may have been over, but somehow I managed to stay hard, probably because I had never known a girl as sexy as Becky. By then I was dying to fuck her, so I gripped her arms and kissed her deeply as I lay down onto my back. Straddling my hips, Becky impaled herself on my huge rod, driving it all the way home deep within her cunt. Then she began bouncing uncontrollably up and down over my shaft with a look of fire in her eyes. As her orgasm built once again she screamed her pleasure, her breasts bobbing against her chest.
This time I reached my climax much more quickly; the sight of this very sexy lady riding my cock was way too much. My balls boiled with come, and before I knew it I was erupting into her juicy cunt. As I shot into her my semen quickly overflowed, leaking back down my shaft to pool in my pubic hair. Finally, we collapsed, spent and thoroughly satisfied, kissing deeply.
We were both too exhausted to move or care about the mess of sweat and come we’d each become. I lay there, holding Becky in my arms, caressing her softly and breathing in the moist scent of our lovemaking. Softly kissing the tip of her nose, I brushed her hair back behind her ear and whispered, “Welcome to the neighborhood.”
Sometime later we made it into my bedroom, and I was woken the next morning by the sensation of a wet warmth on my cock. Opening my eyes, I saw Becky stick out her tongue and swipe it along my shaft, and I smiled in response. Within seconds I was fully erect, so I reached down for her and pulled her up on top of me. She gave me a deep kiss and then once again impaled herself on my cock and started to ride.
This time we took things more slowly. As she moved up and down over my dick, she reached behind her to fondle my balls while I tickled and pinched her nipples. But I didn’t want Becky doing all the work, so I lifted her off me and placed her on the bed on her hands and knees. Getting behind her, I gripped her ass and positioned my cock at the entrance to her succulent cunt, which glistened with her arousal. She was so wet that with one easy push my full length was buried to the root.
Drawing back, I slid out almost to the head, and then thrust back in. I built up to a steady pace, squeezing Becky’s ass with my hands as I filled her with my cock, my balls slapping against her thighs. She groaned as my weight shoved her forward on the bed, and then buried her head in a pillow as her orgasm began to build. A woman in rapture is a beautiful thing, so I reached around to fondle her clit and toy with the golden ring. She came, loudly screaming, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as her pussy grabbed my cock.
I tried to last out the duration of her orgasm, but the passion of the moment was too much for me. Pulling her body roughly against mine, I squeezed my eyes shut as my balls let go of their load, shooting my cream well into her depths. As her pussy trembled one final time around my shaft, I let go the last of my juice, and we both fell back on the bed.
Finally, we got up, showered together, and made breakfast, both of us famished. Then she left, saying that she had to make a few sales calls if she wanted to be able to pay her rent. If she can’t pay the rent, I thought to myself as she walked down the block, I’d be happy to do it. There was no way I was letting this one out of the neighborhood!
—Mr. G.F., via email
Sexy Married Woman and a Male Neighbor Enjoy Weekly Ritual
I glanced at the clock. It was almost time. I gazed out my window at the building that was less than twenty feet away. Sure enough, my neighbor was getting ready to leave for work, kissing his wife good-bye. As I continued to watch unobtrusively, she came out of their bedroom, dressed in her favorite silky green robe that fell to the middle of her thighs. As I had done on more Friday nights than I could remember; I drank in the sight of her long, toned legs that swept up from slim ankles to a teardrop-shaped ass that moved with poetic grace.
With her long blonde hair flowing about her shoulders, she padded to the door and gave her husband a last, sensual kiss. I felt my usual pang of envy as he closed the door. She turned toward the window, facing me. There was an almost electrical connection between us as we stared at each other. She ran her tongue across her lips, and I felt my knees go weak. We were alone, her husband not due home until dawn.
This ritual of ours had begun some weeks before, when I had forgotten to close the curtains before I masturbated. I was between girlfriends, and I was simply relieving my tension. I looked up and saw her standing in her window, gazing at me with unabashed interest. I had tried to cover myself, but she shook her head vigorously. Then, as I watched, she lowered her shorts and panties and proceeded to pleasure herself right there.
I was enraptured by the scene, watching as she brought herself to climax. When she took her finger from her pussy that first time and brought it to her lips, still moist with her own juices, I was able to stroke myself to a second erection and promptly
followed it with another orgasm orchestrated just for her. In the weeks that followed we found ourselves repeating the scene, hesitantly at first, but with greater ease each successive time.
And now here we were again.
A smile teased her lips as she allowed her right hand to play with the folds of her robe. Despite the fact that I knew what lay beneath the silk, I found my breath quickening in familiar anticipation. Dressed only in a T-shirt and a pair of cutoff sweatpants, I realized I had been rubbing myself through the heavy cotton material. It took a conscious effort to remove my hand from my erection as I continued to look out the window.
Suddenly she turned from the window, breaking the routine we’d established. It almost seemed for a moment like an infidelity. This time, instead of merely standing before the window, she made her way to a large, over-stuffed recliner that occupied a corner of her living room. From my vantage point, one level higher than hers, I could still see her quite clearly. She had planned this deviation in advance.
With her eyes still on me, her hands began to play with the folds of her robe. She usually took more time to work up to things, so she had to be exceptionally horny that night. I watched as her right hand slipped beneath the material to caress her left breast, just as her other hand drifted to the lightly knotted belt at her waist.
My erection grew more insistent. I looked down and once again noted that I had taken to rubbing it through my shorts. A damp spot had formed on the gray cotton. I was getting hot and pulled off my T-shirt. I’d been working out religiously, and the smile of approval on her face told me my efforts had paid off. I found myself anticipating the moment of revelation as if it were the first time. Her eyelids were heavy and her mouth parted sensually. I imagined a sigh escaping from her lips. A real moan of my own followed.
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