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Subject: {ASSM} Good Neighbors Ch 02 ( MF, cuck, rom,)
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Good Neighbors
Chapter Two
By James Bellamy
Lois poured Andy another cup of coffee as he hurried to finish
breakfast. She was still feeling a bit miffed at being left hanging
last night and she stared out into the early morning gloom trying to
understand her feelings. Andy was busy at the office, she knew, but she
had needs and feelings, too. In the old days he hadn’t been able to
keep his hands off of her;……….. lately he seemed to neglect her. Or was
she being silly?
She had read an article recently that a woman’s sex drive suddenly
flares sky high at some point as she gets older. She thought it was
quite a bit later, but then people vary. She wondered if this was
happening to her. Was she being unreasonable in her expectations? She
pondered this and puzzled over his apparent reduced level of interest in
her.
“No.” she answered herself. With their only child now off at
university, they had a bit of their privacy back and she was “looking
forward to having her needs taken care of, thank you very much!”
“I’m off to Leeds today, love, be back late,” Andy gave her a rather
perfunctory kiss and squeezed the softness of her bottom and was heading
out the door.
“Right. I promised to help Allen. You know, teach him to wallpaper. So
if I’m not here, you can call over there.”
Andy laughed. “Oh, dear, you’ll be in for it then, won’t you? I think
old Allen is all thumbs where tools are concerned!” He went laughing
out the door and she watched as he reversed into the street and waved to
her.
Lois rather thought he might be right, she thought with a smile. She
didn’t remember Allen ever having taken on any household duties before
his recent early semi-retirement. Apparently he wanted to turn over a
new leaf and use up some of his spare time fixing up the house. Lois
had offered to help pick out some colors and teach him to do
wallpapering. Today was the fateful day!
She gathered up a few of her own papering tools and was soon hearing the
chimes inside Allen’s house and then the thumping of heavy steps
announcing his smiling, unshaven face around the edge of the door.
“Good morning, teacher!” he laughed, throwing the door open wide.
The project was a small bathroom. The toughest kind of job, but that
was where the most urgent need was. Lois explained some of the tasks
that needed to be done and got started with the measuring and cutting.
Allen mixed the pot of paste. He noticed that Lois wore a striped
cotton dress that buttoned down the entire length of the front. “I’m
not used to workmen being so nicely turned out, Lois, you don’t mind my
thinking you look smashing in your work togs, do you?”
“Oh, Allen, this old thing? One of my oldest house dresses. Won’t hurt
if it gets messed up. You were expecting maybe ……… ………?”
“Don’t get me wrong, dear, I love it. Perfect, as a matter of fact!”
Their work continued with a good bit of kidding and laughter at Allen
being all thumbs. They stopped for a cup of coffee perched on two high
stools. Lois’ dress draped open across the top of her thigh where she
crossed her legs, and she noticed Allen having trouble keeping his eyes
off the creamy flesh. Her thighs were opulent and her legs very pretty.
“You’ve got real “woman’s thighs” Andy was fond of saying. Lois smiled
at Allen’s slight discomfiture, but did nothing to make it easier on
him.
The bathroom was a bit cramped for the two of them, and they kept
bumping together and as she slid past him to get more paper, Lois put
one hand on either of his love handles and tickled him slightly.
Allen wiggled his hips a little in response and pinned Lois against the
wall playfully as he continued brushing the piece he had just hung.
“Hey, you big old bear, make a little room!” she laughed, giving him a
slight bear hug and pushing him away. Still, she was aware of a slight
attraction and of the intimacy of their close quarters. It was having
an effect on her. They continued the playful banter, and soon they were
pressed close together by Allen’s having to reach over her to help press
a falling piece of paper up into the ceiling corner.
Allen felt Lois’ soft bottom pressed tightly against his crotch, felt a
slight thickening in his penis. It was distinctly a pleasure, pressing
against her like this, though he tried hard to put it out of his mind.
Lois felt the warmth of his body pressed close against her through the
thin material of the housedress. Now she could feel the way his body
molded itself to the voluptuous crease of her ass. Lois was very
sensitive there and she knew that her pussy had become wet already with
the excitement of being pressed together like this. It only required a
little caressing of her round bottom for her sexual craving to come
bubbling to the surface; this contact was no exception.
She frowned at what she was feeling, but continued busily smoothing the
paper on the wall. She realized that they were both perspiring slightly
with exertion and the closeness of the room. This made the contact even
more complete.
“Whew, that one was a bit nasty, wasn’t it,” she laughed as they both
leaned against a wall and had a laugh. “I wasn’t sure if I was papering
the wall or was going to end up papered myself!” “Thanks for getting
off on me. I mean getting it off me!” She realized the slip of tongue
too late to stop it.
Allen laughed. “Ulmmmm almost right the first one! Sorry about that.”
Both their faces were flushed, Lois noticed.
A little later, they found themselves similarly entangled and it proved
too much for either to handle. Suddenly, Allen pressed Lois against the
wall and kissed her. His body pressed tightly against hers. Lois
slumped in his arms, feeling his cock probing against her mound.
“Mmmmmnnnnph!” she muttered, not sure herself what it meant.
Resisting weakly, she pressed her hands against his shoulders, then
relaxed a moment, feeling his hardness press more insistently.
Suddenly, his hands were on her bottom, lifting her against him more
completely. Then his hands pulled her dress apart, the buttons slipping
easily through their worn buttonholes. Her arms wrapped around his neck
and her tongue found his; the electric shock of it coursed through her
body as she returned his thrusting pelvis’ pressure.
More buttons popped open and Lois thought of the old frayed panties and
bra she had worn, wishing they looked a bit better.
Allen’s hands were everywhere, his excitement crushing her body between
his huge body and the freshly papered wall. His hands loosed the zip of
his trousers and Lois felt the power of his erection spring free and now
she felt its huge size pressed against the thin panties, probing her
soft tummy and the prominent mound of her sex.
Allen ground against her, pressing his cock and his swollen balls
against her. He felt the delicate silkiness of her panties against him,
felt the excitement of her on the underside of his cock, now fully erect
and standing up between their bodies. His hands found Lois’ breasts
through the bra. He roughly rolled them together in his hands, then
stripped the bra upward freeing the tight round globes. She felt his
rough hands find her bare flesh, felt him pinch and squeeze them.
Her breasts were just a nice handful each and her nipples, normally a
pale pink, deepened to a bright pink, looking ready and eager for
suckling. She felt his lips close over her right nipple.
She opened her eyes now to watch him voraciously sucking at her breasts,
his mouth open wide to suck more of it inside. She shivered as she felt
his tongue swab eagerly over the roughness of her nipple as it responded
to him. Lois felt the wetness between her legs turning into a hot
torrent as his cock probed, now slipping between her legs, sliding along
the crease formed by her pussy lips.
“Allen, …………… ohhh! ………….. Allen, we …..we… mustn’t!” she resisted
weakly. But she knew it was a lost cause, her body was betraying her
now. Her arms pulled his head tight against her again.
They were on the floor now, Allen’s girth lying on top of her, roiling
around against her softness, reveling in the welcome comfort of her
body. He stood up a moment to remove his clothes, his eyes never
leaving hers or her body.
Lois stared up at him, sprawled there, her dress acting as a blanket
now, her bra still pushed above her breasts. Lois’ twin cones, now
pointing up at him, capped by the two small nipples looking very much
like maraschino cherries atop scoops of rich ice cream. Her panties
pulled aside, the elastic now slipped down between the wet lips of her
pussy, where his eyes were now fastened in their intense passion. Lois
watched with fascination as his cock emerged from his underpants as they
slipped around his ankles.
“My god,” she thought, “he is huge!”
“Can all that he has between his legs fit into me? It can’t be.” She
recalled briefly wondering to her husband if Allen’s great physical top
would be reflected below the belt as well as above it. They had been
joking, or so she thought. Now faced with the fact, she was …………
fascinated.
“Oh, Allen, we mustn’t. It isn’t fair, is it? I’ve never ………… ” But it
wasn’t to be. Still her feeling of guilt made it necessary to try to
resist. Allen was between her legs now, his hand stoking his enormous
cock. She looked at the large blunt head of it. He was uncircumcised.
He pulled the foreskin back as she watched. A huge deep ruby red cock
head was unveiled, looking wet and glistening and swollen.
“Ohhhhh! ….” She heard herself gasp as the foreskin remained locked
behind the ridge, which looked quite deep behind his cock head. It was
like a very large mushroom on an incredibly thick stalk, she remembered
thinking.
Then Allen was upon her again. He pulled her panties aside with one
hand and guided his cock to the head of her slit, now glistening with
her love juices. He moved it along the soft groove, spreading her lips
aside, nudging the round nubbin of a clitoris, now red -- bright red
with excitement.
Lois felt the heat of his cock. Her eyes widened as she realized the
width of it, now blunt and firm between her legs. Her hands rested on
his muscular arms and she stared slack mouthed up at the perspiration
now heavy on his forehead as he looked down to see his cock spearing
along the soft golden swatch of hair at her apex. His eyes were wide
with excitement. He was breathing heavily. She felt his cock slipping
along her crease, nuzzling along there, then finding the entry to her
love tunnel.
He paused there, took a deep breath and looked into her eyes. She
closed her eyes slowly, as if in silent consent. His cock felt like a
very hot blunt end of a rugby ball, though she knew it was nothing like
that size.
He pressed forward, found the resistance of her tightness. Lois’ eyes
opened wide, a look of slight terror – her hands gripped his muscular
arms -- then he popped into her – she heard him utter a guttural word
of exertion.
“Unnnnhhhhh!!” then he was inside her. The tight muscle surrounding her
entry snapped over the big head that he offered her. Her hands
tightened, she felt her nails bite into his arms. Felt him slip still
deeper as he parted her tight vagina, filled her with a searing heat.
Lois knew she was being stretched to meet his size. It felt terribly
hot, not just the warmth of his cock, but the fact of her vagina being
stretched to accommodate him added to the sensation of his hot, searing
presence there pulling her apart.
Lois gulped her astonishment of the feeling. He was simply a good deal
larger than the familiar feel of her husband Andy’s perfectly adequate
six inches of delightful warmth that she always found so lovely when he
was in the mood to use it properly. But this was something else, nice
in its own way, astonishingly nice, she thought, now that she was
getting used to it.
Her wetness engulfed his cock and Allen was breathing heavily with
excitement. He could not recall the last time he had felt such
excitement. Was it the danger that made it exciting, he wondered? Or
was it the satisfaction of the lust he had been feeling for this sexy
neighbor for such a long time.
He had gazed frequently at the panty line stretched across that round
wonderful bottom of hers, gazed down her blouse front to lust between
her breasts in the dark valley of her softness. How often had it
occurred to him that it would be heavenly to suckle them and then to
slip his cock between her breasts? Many times. And now here he was
with his cock feeling and fondling the wet white-hot heat of her tight
pussy. The head of his cock felt as if it were on fire as soon as it
had slipped past the initial tightness of her muscular vagina. Now it
felt bathed in her moistness; the great boiling cauldron of her
beautiful vagina, swabbing around his cock.
He guided his cock with his hand, wanting her heat, feeling the pleasure
of her tightness, feeling the power over her that he always felt when he
rutted in a waiting pussy.
The excitement of the moment was too much and after a very few short
strokes, he felt his balls contract, ready he knew to hurl his semen
deep into her. Allen tried to slow down but it was too late. He pulled
out with a loud plop as her pussy muscle snapped back over his cock
head.
Even this couldn’t stop his ejaculation, though and he threw himself
onto her stomach. He felt her pubic hair soft and curly against the
underside of his big cock, felt her pubic bone solid under his bare cock
and then the first stream roared out of the end of his cock, spewing
onto her stomach between their bodies, he felt it spread between them
with satisfaction.
He raced on now, rubbing his cock against her as another gushing spurt
heated their bodies with the fire from his balls. Another and another
and he began to feel weakened, spent. One more little spurt and he
could only press against her, his weight now bearing on her body, the
stickiness of his sperm binding them together.
“Jeeze, Lois, you are something. Got me so excited, I just had to cum
so quick-like! Gawd, you are something. What a woman!”
Lois liked the fact that she had driven him to so much excitement that
he had come off prematurely. It made her feel very sexy. She would
have liked a lot more chance to explore that huge member of his,
though. She even enjoyed him spewing his sperm all over her tummy.
His powerful banging against her pubic bone had made her cum too, to her
surprise. Perhaps they were both excited with pent up needs ready for
release like the hair trigger on a gun.
They embraced at the door, a little like two conspirators. She gently
pushed away from his chest, her fingers slipping into his shirt to touch
the hair on his chest. He didn’t ask how she felt about it, just said
how good she was again and again. It was just as well, though, for she
wasn’t sure how she felt about this. Guilty, certainly. That was bound
to be. But underneath that, Lois was certain of one thing. She wanted
to have that feeling again. She wanted to control the big beast and his
huge cock. She had not had enough of it. He had only given her about
half its length, she remembered. She knew she was going to have to have
it all. To open herself and pull every inch of it into her.
The thought of that huge member filling her up completely really totally
ran through her mind. She wanted to open herself and sheath his beastly
spear in the deepest curve of her pussy.
She slipped into the shower, feeling still a little sticky. She soaped
her breasts and then ran the loofah down over her stomach, scrubbing off
the combined juices of their furious lovemaking.
She stood before the mirror one foot up on the vanity examining the
still swollen lips of her pussy. Gently she rubbed a little soothing
Vitamin A&D ointment over her pouting lips.
“Ohhhhhhhh. Mmmmmmm!”
End of Chapter Two
Comments to James Bellamy
Jbellamy@renman.net
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