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Being Neighborly (m/f)
by Julie
From the double glass doors leading from the dining room to the
redwood deck in my split level home, I watched as two college boys
moved into the house behind mine. Initially, I was upset. I could
imagine the noise and goings-on of these two men, and the late night
partying of college kids. As I watched the boxes and furniture being
moved in, I couldn't help but notice that one of the young men
reminded me of an animal.... He had shoulder length brown hair, and as
he carried boxes, wearing just a pair of cutoffs, my eyes were drawn
to his tanned, muscular chest and arms. I let my mind drift, thinking
of how those wonderful limbs would feel wrapped around me.
They moved in on a Saturday morning, under my watchful gaze. To my
delighted surprise, it was weeks before I heard a peep out of them.
The blond man, the shorter of the two, yelled at the "animal" through
the back door, "Stephen, I'm gonna run downtown and get the concert
tickets, are you sure you don't want to go?"
"No thanks, Bill. I'm just gonna soak up some sun by the pool and
maybe think about that paper on ethics due Monday."
I heard this conversation through the open window in my kitchen, and
moved to stand by the glass doors again, watching as Bill quietly
pulled out of their driveway and headed downtown. I was thinking what
nice quiet neighbors these boys had turned out to be, when I looked
down into their yard and realized, these aren't boys at all.
Stephen was sun bathing on a lounger near their pool, his only
clothing being a pair of tiger striped swim trunks. Gosh, they sure
have changed the style of swimming attire I pondered as I glanced
again at this man. If I didn't know better, I would have guessed he
was wearing a pair of men's bikini underwear.
I tried to go about my housework, but was drawn back to the window by
my curiosity of this man, Stephen. He was really quite a hunk....
I pulled a dining room chair in front of the glass doors and took a
really good look at him. Yes, given the opportunity, I could enjoy
this man. As my mind drifted, I could feel a dampness between my legs.
I slipped off my tank top and pressed my breasts together, while
contemplating the feel of this man's hands. I unhooked my bra and
removed it also. I licked my finger slowly, and circled my nipples
with the moisture on the tip of my finger. My nipples hardened at my
own touch and my body responded to this simple arousal.
I continued to watch Stephen as I stood now.... leaning against the
glass. I slipped my right hand into my shorts, rubbing my wet clit for
him, as my left hand continued to tease my breasts. I wondered to
myself what Stephen would feel like, taste like. The moisture between
my legs grew as I stroked more intensely. I must have closed my eyes
for an instant... because when I looked back down at Stephen, I
realized he was rubbing his cock through his trunks, and watching me.
I backed away from the window, embarrassed at being caught. I sat on
the dining room table and continued to stroke myself, knowing that
Stephen had been turned on by what he had seen.
There was a tap on the door. I looked up to find him standing on the
deck. His hand covered his erection, but his beautiful green eyes
pleaded for more.
How could I say "no" to such a sight? I didn't open the door, but
stepped up to it, and lowered my shorts. I didn't have on panties, and
my sex had been shaved clean. The door was not locked; he could have
entered, but he simply stood there, mouth open, watching, as I slipped
my hand between my legs and began pumping myself with two fingers.
With my other hand, I lifted a breast to my lips and licked and sucked
my nipple.
At last, he could take no more teasing, and pushed open the door. As
he stepped into my home, I backed up, until I was up against the
dining room table.
Stephen stepped up to me, lifted me, and set me down on the table. I
spread my legs, beckoning him to come closer. His stiff cock was still
inside his trunks as he stepped up to me. I reached down, rubbing his
cock through his trunks as he reached between my legs, and stroked my
hard clit, dripping with juice.
I could feel moisture through his trunks and knew it was time we
received relief from the sexual tension that enfolded us. "Stephen,
bring it out for me?" I asked. He pulled his trunks down, bending down
as he brought them to his ankles. He didn't stand right up, but placed
his hands on my knees, spreading my legs more and began kissing my
thighs. I lay back on the table and moaned with pleasure as his lips
travelled up to my cunt to kiss and pleasure me.
His tongue danced on my clit before plunging into me. As he pumped me
with his tongue, my breath quickened and I needed to cum.... I reached
down to him, pulling him in closer... pumping with him until the first
wave of orgasm overcame me. I lay there, panting, feeling my cunt
tighten around his tongue as my blood pumped rapidly through my veins.
My clit throbbed wildly with delight and I wanted Stephen inside
me.....
"Stephen, I need you.... please.... cum inside me...." I called out.
Stephen wasn't slow to react, slipping his hard cock deep inside me.
He placed his hands under my thighs, my feet on his shoulders, as he
pressed his hard cock into me.
My hands grasped the edge of the table as I lifted myself up to meet
his cock. Each thrust brought me closer and closer to that orgasm I'd
imagined the day he'd moved in.
Stephen was watching his cock glide in and out of me when I knew I was
ready. "Stephen, I'm gonna cum again.... cum with me," I demanded. I
came hard, my muscles contracting, milking the sweet cum from his
cock.
My body trembled slightly as my climax slowly subsided. Stephen bent
over me, nuzzling a nipple. I giggled at the realization of what we'd
just done..... Stephen, with a grin, said, "Nice to meet you,
neighbor. Mind if I drop in again?"
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