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My girl next door... Every morning I love to take my coffee and newspaper to the front porch and enjoy the beauty of spring as it brushes away the chill of winter. Of course seeing my pretty little neighbor walking her may have a little to do with it. And here she came... right on time. Michele, even her name was perfect, was truly a beauty, the classic girl next door. Mid thirties, shoulder length brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, and voluptuous lips ever smiling. An eighteen year old cheerleader would envy her tight body. This morning was particularly warm; she was wearing a pair of cut off jeans and a tank top that showed off her tits perfectly. And if I didn't miss my guess braless was the look of the day. If only I were twenty years younger... (sigh) As she approached my gate I shouted "Hi there cutie, oh, and you too Michele." with a grin. "Hi there handsome, don't I even rate as cute? Come on now, you know you want me." Wow... was she psychic or what? As little as she was wearing I still couldn't help but to imagine her naked. All I could do was laugh as I didn't want to say anything that would be inappropriate, even though her smile told me that a flirtatious remark may be welcome. As she walked down the street and out of sight I was mesmerized by the motion of her sweet ass as it swung side to side. Now out of view I regained my concentration and made a quick observation that I had enough time to get another cup of coffee and be back in time for her return trip. My timing was perfect, here she came. Once again in front of my gate she stopped. "I was hoping that I might get a favor." Anything your little heart desires... I thought, but with a smile "What do you need, darlin'?" was all I said. "How good are you with appliances?" she asked in a cute little girl way. "Like washing machines." "Well I'm not exactly the Maytag repairman, but I can hold my own with the best of 'em." A big grin crossing my face. "Don's in Buffalo till Friday and my washer is fucked up. He pitched a fit when he got the bill the last time this happened." "How can I not help a lady in distress?" I responded as I got out of my chair and locked my front door. As I walked up beside her I slipped my hands into my pockets to resist the urge to put them on her ass. "So what's the problem seem to be with the machine?" I asked. "I'm not sure, when it goes into spin it dances all around the laundry room, like it's doing the samba." She laughed as she swung her hips and bumped up against me. Oh baby, you may not want to do that again. I thought as my mind again envisioned her naked. Entering her house she detached the from the leash and started down a hall... "This way." She said and I believe she began swinging those hot hips even more provocatively than before. Feeling that she may be open to some heavy flirting and sexual innuendo I followed as closely behind her as I could and started telling her about a sexual fantasy I had about an off balance washer and the spin cycle. She turned into a doorway, spun around and said in a sweet southern belle accent, "Why sir, I do believe you're trying to seduce me." "Is it working?" I asked as I felt blood begin to flow to my cock. "Guess." She said as she exhaled heavily, and stepped up to me. I could now see that in fact she was not wearing a bra as her pretty pink nipples stood erect, crying out to be sucked and nibbled through the sheer material of her shirt. Taking her by the waist beneath her shirt I pulled her close and met her lips with mine. Her body gently quaked as one of my hands caressed her back and the other found its way into her shorts to fondle her firm ass. Her lips parted and her tongue licked and pressed against my mouth begging to enter. Once inside it made its own love to my tongue. Wrapping her arms around my neck her kiss became more passionate, then almost furious. By now my cock was swollen and throbbing and doing its best to rip through my Levis. Michele stepped back, her breathing deliberate and steady. There was a slight trace of a smile on her lips and a wild searing look in her eyes, like a wild animal about to devour its prey. God was she hot. In a second my tee shirt was lying on the floor and she was unfastening my belt. As she pulled off her own shirt I hurriedly unzipped and pulled down my jeans and briefs to release a grateful cock. Once loose, my cock swelled to full erection and danced rhythmically as the blood pulsed through it. We finished stripping and she took another kiss. She kissed and licked her way down my body until she was on her knees holding my cock in a gentle grip. As her tongue flicked and circled the head she slightly tightens her grip and started stroking my shaft slowly and steadily. This went on for a short while, then standing up she said in a raspy voice, "Let's see about that fantasy of yours." She turned on the washer and slid up perching on the edge. Leaning back she slid a hand between her legs and slowly began stoking her clit. I watched as I stroked my cock to her rhythm. The machine started shaking. Her supple tits giggled and bounced. As her playing sped up so did her breathing. Not being able to take it any longer I stepped up and penetrated her tight sweet pussy in an instant. She was not fully wet yet so the resistance was a little painful for her, but she wouldn't let me stop. With my cock inside her she manipulated her clit harder and faster. Her fingernails raked my cock as it drove in and out of her cunt. The vibration of the machine was making the experience spectacular. I thrust deep inside of her and held there feeling the awesome sensation of her vibrating pussy. "Don't cum yet baby, don't cum yet." She growled through clenched teeth. After a long few minutes her body stiffened and quaked. She began to grunt and make sounds like she wanted to speak but couldn't make the words. Her tight wet pussy clenched hard on my cock then released. I felt her hot cum squirting onto my cock and running down my balls. Her teeth unclenched to release a scream of relief and ecstasy. I readied myself to let loose my load when she looked me in the eye and panted, "Don't cum inside me, I want to taste you." I took a step back sliding my dripping wet cock out of her and she slid back down to the floor. Once on her knees in front of me she took me into her mouth and sucked me like I'd never been sucked before. Her hand gripping my shaft, her head bobbed back and forth, her lips sliding up and down me. My heart has pounding to keep precious blood supply pumping to my cock. I reached forward to steady myself with one hand against the washing machine as I held the back of her head with the other. Suddenly my back stiffened, and with one quick, violent contortion I let loose. She made a slight gagging sound as the full force of my hot jizz sprayed against the back of her throat. She immediately began swallowing and squeezing my balls, wringing every drop from my body. When finally she released me and fell back against the washing machine, I leaned back against the wall. We both blew out a breath of exhaustion. When my breathing finally stabilized, I got dressed. Michele reached behind the door and pulled out a small satin robe put it on covering the sexiest body I could remember having the pleasure of. The way it clung to her sweaty body was a turn on in itself. As I headed for the front door, she asked, "Did I mention Don is out of town till Friday?" with a sexy ass smile and a twinkle in her eye. |
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This Story is Very Erotic... A fantasy that should becum
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7/7/2021 6:23 am |
Wonderful story Sir, you write so well! Kiss from your bitch.
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3/16/2017 4:02 pm |
What a sweet vision of how it all should be.
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