## Archive-name: the-good-neighbor

Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu Linda Stevens sighed in disgust. Another lousy weekday afternoon with nothing to do. She stared into her bathroom mirror and saw a reasonably attractive 39 year old woman staring back. Not bad, she thought to herself, a few wrinkles around the eyes and a few gray hairs, but otherwise I look fine. I wonder if I should dye my hair to hide the gray. No, she thought, it would just look fake and besides her brownish-blonde shade blended well with the occasional gray hair and it didn't look bad at all. As she continued to towel herself off from the shower she had just emerged from, she glanced at herself in the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. I guess I still have a pretty decent figure for an old lady she thought to herself humorously. Linda had never been a beauty queen, but neither was she a woman any ordinary man would not take notice of. Her breasts were neither too large nor too small, though, as of the last few years they had begun to sag just a bit. She was mid-height, standing about 5 foot 6 inches tall. Her waist was not fashion model thin, but was still reasonably thin. She certainly didn't look like she had borne two children. Although, she thought to herself, there are stretch marks if you look closely.

As she started to blow-dry her hair and her mind wandered a bit. At the same time, she continued to brush her shoulder length hair while it was drying. Its been quiet around here since the kids have gone to summer camp, she thought, and Bill hasn't been the model of excitement either. As her thoughts turned to her husband of fifteen years, she felt mixed emotions. She knew she still loved Bill but he had turned into such a workaholic. Ever since he had been promoted to an engineering manager in a silicon valley computer company all he did was work, work, and more work. He comes home after dark and he's even been going into the office on Saturday afternoons to "catch up on paper-work." It seems like lately their sex life had been nonexistent. In fact, she thought to herself, its nearly the end of July and I don't think we have made love once this month. I wonder if he has another lover, she thought -- no, not likely it would interfere with his career ambitions. I wish I hadn't given up that part-time job working at the mall. Selling women's clothing at a department store isn't exactly my dream come true, but at least its something to do.

Linda finished drying her hair, turned off the blow dryer and continued to brush her hair. Just then the door bell rang. Damn! I wonder who that could be..."Oh shit!", Linda said audibly; she had just remembered that she had asked Bobby Martin to mow her lawn on Wednesday afternoon, which was of course today. Bobby was the son of their neighbors across the street. He had recently graduated from high school and was looking for odd jobs to help pay for his tuition at the local junior college. Linda had agreed to hire Bobby as a favor to her best friend and neighbor Barbara Martin, who was of course Bobby's mother.

Linda grabbed her bathrobe and quickly tied it around herself. She rushed down the stairs and cracked open the front door. Sure enough, standing on the front porch was Bobby Martin in his usual colored T-shirt, jeans, and jogging shoes. Bobby was quiet kid, very quiet, and as anyone who is around him could quickly tell, very shy. Although he was not very athletic he had the average build and looks of young man coming into full adulthood. Bobby was a little over 6 feet tall and had brown hair with a reddish tinge, an obvious contribution from his mother who was definitely a natural redhead. His lightly freckled face had gorgeous green eyes that were always hidden behind his glasses.

"Oh, hi Mrs. Stevens. I'm sorry if I bothered you, I just wanted you to know I finished your lawn."

Linda opened the door wider, which got an immediate startled expression followed by an obvious blush on Bobby's face. How cute thought Linda, I have embarrassed the poor boy.

"Come on in Bobby. I have to apologize for my appearance. I forgot all about our arrangement and you caught me just getting out of the shower." Linda smiled at the now deeply blushing teenager as she completely opened the door and stood to one side. She noticed that as embarrassed as he was he continued to stare at her giving quick subconscious glances up and down her entire body length.

Bobby blurted out almost stammering: "Ah, maybe I should come back later Mrs. Stevens." But his eyes were still glued to Linda's revealing form. Bobby was torn between his desire to continue to stare or to run away. He felt very confused, a little scared, but an even stronger sense of curiosity and something else...

For brief second, Linda said nothing, her brown eyes locked in a stare with Bobby's vivid green eyes. Then she gave him a warm smile and said, "It's okay Bobby, come on in. I don't bite you know." then she turned and walked into the living room and picked up her purse. Bobby hesitatingly followed her in and closed the door. "I think we agreed on twenty dollars is that right?" she asked. "Yes mam," he quickly replied. After searching momentarily through the strange collection of items in her purse, she lost her patience and bent over to dump the contents onto a coffee table. As she was doing this she unknowingly gave Bobby a good view of her ample breasts including her pink nipples. It all happened so quickly. Bobby gave a barely perceptible gasp as she fetched a twenty and stood back up. Linda instantly realized what she had done and now it was her turn to blush crimson.

Bobby had never seen a woman's bare breasts before. Well, not personally anyways. Sure he had seen plenty of Playboy centerfolds, but because of his overwhelming shyness, the few dates he had been on had never go past a simple kiss on the lips. Even that would not have happened if not for his dates initiating it. He was so stunned and fascinated by what he had just seen that he continued to stare at Linda's now semi-covered cleavage as she stood there holding out a twenty dollar bill. This went on for about ten more seconds before Linda broke the ice. "I'm sorry Bobby, I didn't mean to do that. I hope I didn't embarrass you too much."

Bobby quickly replied without thinking: "Its okay Mrs. Stevens, I didn't mind at all." God! I can't believe I said that he thought as he pocketed the money.

Linda chuckled. My god, she thought, I can't believe I can have this effect on an 18 year old boy. No, she thought, not a boy a young man. I guess I still have it. "Uh, Bobby its pretty hot outside. You must be really thirsty. Sit down on the couch and let me fetch us both a glass of iced tea."

Bobby surprised himself by not even hesitating. "Sure, Mrs. Stevens."

After a brief exit, Linda returned from the kitchen. At this point she still had no clear idea about exactly what she was doing, she only knew that she was intrigued by her effect on this young man. "So, Bobby tell me about school. What courses will you be taking and what is your major going to be?"

Bobby talked for while about school, with Linda occasionally interrupting to ask additional questions. As they talked Linda could tell that Bobby's mind was not on what he was talking about. Bobby's eyes kept traveling down to her breasts and he kept fidgeting in his seat. From Bobby's reaction she guessed that her left breast must be visible to Bobby who was sitting on her right side on the couch. Instead of moving to cover it, she adjusted herself slowly so that he could see even more. Bobby's glances were now to point of being obvious and he fidgeted even more. As she was adjusting her position her gown slipped open below the waist momentarily exposing her left thigh almost to her crotch. Once again Bobby gave a barely audible gasp and he started fidgeting in his seat again.

Why is he moving about in his seat so much, Linda thought. Oh my god! she thought as she finally realized, this kid has a major hard-on and he is trying not to let me know. I can't believe it! I'm the same age as his mother and this kid is seriously turned on by my body. Linda also realized that she was getting pretty turned on by this little game also. She knew that things had now progressed to a point where she had to make a decision. She didn't even hesitate.

"Bobby, I sorry to interrupt you, but I would like to ask you a personal question. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No not really, Mrs. Stevens."

"Have you ever had one?"

"Well I have been out on a few dates. But I guess I would have to say no." Bobby could almost guess what the next question was but he was still stunned by it.

"So, does that mean that your still a virgin?"

After a brief pause, Bobby answered meekly, "Yes."

Linda looked Bobby squarely in the eyes and said, "And, I guess that is why you are so fascinated by my body. Do I turn you on Bobby?"

There was no delay in Bobby's answer, "Yes."

Linda held his gaze for a few seconds and then slowly lowered her eyes to his crotch while he was still watching. "Is that why your dick is so hard Bobby?"

Immediately both Linda's and Bobby's breathing became heavier and their hearts began to beat faster. Linda's chest became slightly flushed, her nipples became firm and erect. She could feel the moisture on her cunt lips. Bobby's already engorged organ became even more so as he answered Linda's question with a hoarse "Yes."

Linda couldn't believe what was happening here, but she knew that both of them had passed the point of no return. So taking a deep breathe she made still one more bold move. She stood up opened her robe and let it fall to the floor. Turning to Bobby she said, "Is this what you wanted to see?"

Bobby didn't even answer her. Instead he just stared with a look that was a combination of amazement, admiration, and pure lust. Linda sat back down on the couch right next to Bobby, reached over and grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts and said, "I think you will find that they feel even better than they look."

Instinctively Bobby softly rolled Linda's warm tits in his hands occasionally softly tweaking her nipples. He quickly noticed that he could judge by her facial reactions if he was doing it right. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes, and began to moan softly. Bobby's eyes moved up and down her body enjoying all he saw. His eyes stopped on her light brown bush. He noticed that her engorged pink lips protruded from her lovely pussy. For the first time in his life he smelled the scent of an aroused woman. Her pussy juices gave forth a scent that made his dick even harder. He knew what he wanted to do to this woman worse than anything he wanted to do in his life.

Linda finally opened her eyes again. She was now breathing quite heavily. She reached over and took off Bobby's glasses and then quickly pulled his shirt off over his head. Then she said in a now husky voice, "Kiss me."

But this was no ordinary kiss. She embraced him tightly wrapping her legs behind him. He could feel her tongue probe deeply in his mouth and feel her boobs press tightly against her chest. She rubbed her moist pussy on his navel and belt buckle. Finally she let go and said, "Okay lets see the rest. Take off the rest Bobby."

As Bobby stood up to comply, Linda's senses returned to her momentarily and she said, "Bobby, I'm going to let you make love to me now, but you need to understand something. First, you must never tell anyone about what happened here. If either of our families found out it would be disastrous. The other thing is that even though we are making love this is not really about love. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mrs. Stevens," Bobby quickly answered.

"One more thing," she said with a mishevious smile. "Since you are about to fuck me, I would prefer that you didn't call me 'Mrs. Stevens'. Call me Linda." Then she said to the astonished teen, "If don't like that, call me slut, whore, bitch, or cunt ... I kind of like to be talked dirty to when I'm being balled. You do want to fuck me don't you Bobby?"

"Yes I do Linda," Bobby said as he unzipped pants and stepped out of them. He then lowered his briefs with just a trace of embarrassment. Linda's gaze was fixed on what she now hungered for. This kid isn't all that big she thought, but right now his six inch tool will do the job fine. Linda stood up, kissed Bobby, and then laid down on her back on the carpeted floor. She brought her knees up slightly off the floor and spread her legs so that Bobby was now looking right down her vaginal canal in the center of her sopping wet pussy. Linda was now really turned on. She looked up at Bobby who was still standing with his prick in his hand looking dazed and she almost begged him, "Come on, Bobby. Get down here. Damn! I'm hot. I need to be fucked. Don't be afraid, just put it in and the rest comes natural. You'll see."

Bobby got down on his hands and knees and crawled over Linda so that his hands were located just over each of Linda's shoulders and made a try at finding the right location to penetrate. Linda, almost losing her patience, reached with her right hand and guided Bobby's inexperienced tool so that his swollen dick head was at the mouth of her cunt hole. Then gripping his butt with her other hand, she slowly plunged his dick into her. As she was doing this she had her eyes wide open so she could gaze into Bobby's green eyes to see his reaction. Bobby gazed back into Linda's eyes as he made his first plunge and a smile of infinite satisfaction crossed his face.

Just as Linda had predicted, Bobby instantly knew what to do. Nature took control of his senses and he began to fuck Linda with short in and out plunges. Linda to had lost all touch with her surroundings. Only naked animal passion was now present in her mind. She only knew that she needed to be taken by this boy-man who now had control of her body. Bobby was screwing Linda in earnest and enjoying it completely. As Bobby neared his climax, he began to fuck Linda with increasing speed and force. Linda was just building up to her first orgasm, when Bobby gave a loud groan and dumped his teenage load of jism deep inside her. Unfortunately for Linda she wasn't quite there yet and she could feel Bobby go limp inside her. She didn't want to stop yet, her body screamed for more.

Thinking quickly, while a content teenager laid on top of her, she said, "Bobby, I want to teach you something else. Its called oral sex. I'm going to teach you to eat pussy like a pro."

"What do I do?" he asked while gasping for breath.

"Just crawl back a little and I'll show you. Spread my pussy lips gently with your fingers. That's good. Now, what I want you to do is to move your tongue up and down my slit. Occasionally you push your tongue up inside me as far as you can. When I really start to moan and thrash, you work you way up to the top of my slit. You see that little bud there. Its called a clitoris, you want to be gentle but you also want to make sure it gets a lot of attention. Be sure to use very rapid short motions with your tongue."

"But, what about my sperm that I put in you?" Bobby asked.

"Don't worry, it tastes pretty good. In fact I plan on sucking your dick as soon as you make me come, so I guess I will find out. Go ahead give it a try, I will tell you if you aren't eating me out properly." As Bobby started with his tongue, Linda quickly recovered her former position. Thanks to Linda's explicit directions Bobby had Linda gasping and moaning in seconds. She kept saying "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" with an occasional "Yes, eat my pussy Bobby!" Her juices were flowing everywhere and she was bucking her hips wildly into Bobby's face. Finally she let out a low pitched scream, arched her back, and rolled back her eyes, and shuddered for a good twenty seconds as a wave of three orgasms in rapid succession wracked her body. Then she reached down and pulled Bobby face to her own and gave him a deep passionate kiss ignoring the fact that his face was completely covered with her pussy juices.

"That was wonderful!" she said. "Now its my turn to reward you for a job well done." Bobby's sagging member had already begun to recover. Probably the anticipation of knowing what was coming along with the thrill of having such a fine looking woman fuck your face in a frenzy had something to do with it.

So Linda began to use her finest blow job techniques on this eager boy. She had him stand up and she got on her knees putting her head at just the right level. Linda found that since Bobby was slightly smaller than her husband Bill, she didn't tend to gag as he went deep, although Bobby did hit the back of her throat painfully a couple of times. She stopped momentarily to say "Talk to me, Bobby. Tell me what you want me to do to you." She then commenced to suck his dick like she really loved it.

Bobby attempting to comply said, "Suck me! Suck my dick, Mrs. Stevens."

Linda quickly spit out his prick again and said, "No, Bobby. Remember what I said. Don't call me, Mrs. Stevens. Oh, never mind I'm just being silly." As she was on her knees looking up at Bobby with his now swollen dick inches from her face. She noticed that she had been rubbing her freshly moist cunt with her hand. "You know what, Bobby, if you don't mind I would like you to fuck me again and came inside me rather then in my mouth. I'm afraid that if I suck you dry you won't have enough to do me again. And I would really like to have you in me one more time. would that be okay?"

"Sure, Mrs...I mean Linda."

"Good now walk over here behind me. I want it doggy style." Linda leaned over on her elbows, pushed her tits against the floor and stuck her ass in the air. Her thighs were slightly apart giving a good view of her now swollen cunt. A few drops of cunt juice had already dripped down the side of her thighs in anticipation of what she knew would be her final fuck of the day. "Now, I think you can figure out what to do without any help from me. But, I do want you to reach around with one hand and gently massage my clit as your fucking me from behind. Also, you know what else? Remember what I said earlier about talking dirty? I want to make this a little kinkier, so don't even call me Linda, just talk dirty and try to really dominate me. So do me."

Bobby positioned himself and sure enough he didn't have any problem figuring out what to do. He positioned his dick, now harder than ever, right at the right place. He could feel her pussy quivering in anticipation of penetration. He wrapped his right arm around her waist and placed the fingers of his left hand on her bush just above her clit. She immediately began to squirm trying to force her cunt back onto his stiff dick which was already in contact at the entryway. He leaned forward and on top of Linda's firm butt and said a little timidly, "Not so fast, slut. I'll fuck you when I'm ready. Maybe if you beg I, might start." Bobby couldn't believe he was saying this. I hope this is what she wants he thought.

Oh god, Linda thought, this kid learns fast! That was good. What a turn-on. "Oh Bobby, fuck me Bobby, please I need to come."

"Okay bitch, I'll fuck you from behind like a dog and rub your clit, but only if you continue to beg for it." Bobby plunged into Linda's cunt and began to rub her clit as he started out with slow but deep plunges.

Linda softly moaned, "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me good,..." She was really getting off this time from the combination of getting good deep penetration, clit rubbing, her tits rubbed vigorously against the carpet, and of course the excitement of a fantasy domination by a young man. She was really hot. At this point the begging wasn't much of an act.

"You had better beg louder whore, unless you want me to stop." Bobby said more confidently with a growl. He also was having the time of his life. Poor meek and mild Bobby, whom everyone bossed around was getting to play the ultimate ego trip. Not only was he enthusiastically fucking a beautiful woman; a woman who was his mother's best friend and his mother's age; but she was literally begging him to and obeying his commands. Just to emphasize his power over Linda, Bobby stopped thrusting momentarily.

Linda was close to an orgasm when Bobby stopped. So she immediately became alarmed and raised her voice considerably, "NO! Bobby please don't stop! Keep going Bobby! Fuck me hard with your wonderful dick." Her tone was almost desperate and was definitely pleading.

Moments before and unknown to either Bobby or Linda, Bobby's mother, Barbara Martin had wandered across the street looking for her missing son. She was standing at the door ready to ring the doorbell when she heard, Bobby's command to Linda to beg louder.
Not knowing what was happening, but alarmed by what she had just heard she softly opened the door and peeked in. What she then saw stunned her into silence. In front of her with his back to door was her youngest son, fucking the daylights out of her best friend from behind. Not knowing what else to do Barbara stepped in and quietly closed the door.

Bobby, unaware that his mother had a front row seat to his performance, started to thrust deep into Linda's cunt again once he was satisfied that Linda had begged sincerely enough. She was now practically shouting, "YES! YES! Keep fucking me! Oh god I'm almost there, oh, oh, uuuuuh! Fuck me Bobby! Oh yes please please please fuck me hard." Bobby could feel himself coming and made a conscious effort not to come yet. He wanted this to last.

Instead he gave another harsh command, "Tell me what you are Linda, tell me what you want from me. Tell me or I'll stop." Linda again became alarmed. She was just on the edge again. She needed to come and she didn't want anything to stop her.

"No! Bobby, Please don't stop! Oh god please don't stop! I'm a slut, I'm a whore! I need to be fucked. Fuck me like a dog. I'm a bitch in heat. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Shoot your cum up my pussy. Oh god, don't stop, I'm almost there. I'll suck your dick again if you don't stop. Please keep fucking me Bobby."

Finally with Barbara watching things finally reached an ending. Linda felt the shudder of another series of orgasms. While Bobby continues to thrust rapidly and very forcefully she screamed at each climax. She cried out with an ear piercing scream on each one.
While the astonished neighbor watched, she cried out, "Oh here it comes! OH GOD, YES! YES! FUCK ME! AAAAAAAH! Oh god again, keep fucking me Bobby, yes, oh fuck, fuck, FUCK! AAAAAH! Oh, Oh Oh, fuck my slut cunt, yes, AAAAAAAAH!" Finally she started to shudder through her final peak as Bobby still pumped away for his mother to watch in amazement.

But Bobby couldn't hold out any longer. As Linda faithfully held her doggie position, Bobby began to pound out his last few remaining strokes. He shifted his hands to grab her shoulders and leaned into her ass, forcing her face and tits even more into the carpet. If not for the fact that she was in bliss from her sexual high she would have been in pain, because Bobby was pounding her ass so hard that her face and tits were sliding forward with each blow. As he felt the semen rising through his system he gave two more extremely rough plunges and shouted "Take my cum up into cunt you slut, whore, bitch!" He then grabbed her thighs and gave his deepest possible penetration and held it for almost thirty seconds while he caught his breath. Then he collapsed forward knocking Linda down on her stomach and laid across her back while he attempted to catch his breath.

Linda was the first to speak. "That was great!" she said.

"It certainly was impressive." said Barbara, speaking for the first time.

A stunned Linda and Bobby looked around quickly to see who had said that.

The Good Neighbor (Part II)

Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu

When Barbara Martin had crossed the street to see her friend and neighbor, Linda Stevens, in search of her missing son, she never dreamed of the scene that she would stumble across. She watched silently in shocked amazement for nearly five minutes as her 18 year old son Bobby screwed her 39 year old friend from behind in the middle her living room floor. Not only that, but Bobby was treating Linda as if she was some kind of sex slave. Still even more amazing, Linda was gasping and pleading for more and definitely seemed to be getting a lot of satisfaction from this treatment.

Barbara Martin was one of those women whom you would guess from her appearance was straight-laced society type. She stood about 5 foot 8 inches tall with bright red hair and green eyes. Her husband Jeff was Vice President of Marketing of a small but successful company. Although they were not rich they certainly had money, and she always dressed the part. She wore her hair in the typical short "junior-league" style so favored by women of her class. She was dressed in an expensive navy-blue skirt with a matching sports coat and a white silk blouse that fit to perfection. A pearl necklace and earrings along with a pair of matching Italian high-heel shoes topped it off to give her the appearance of a fashion model in an advertisement for Maceys. Unlike her friend Linda, Barbara had near perfect body, the product of long hours at the exclusive health club that was her only occupation. Like Linda, she had begun to show a trace of wrinkles around her eyes, but otherwise no one would have guessed that she was also 39 years old. Her breasts were a bit larger then Linda's, but they were still firm and round.

Barbara's first reaction was disbelief and anger. She wanted to speak up and immediately put a halt to this show, but somehow she could not bring herself to do it. She still thought of her son as a child, but as she watched her son's buttocks pump in and out of her noisy neighbor, she realized that her son was no longer a child. He was now a man. From her rear-view vantage point, she could see his testicles bang against Linda's pussy as he violently thrust his cock in and out of her dripping hole. As alarming and unsettling as this scene was to her, it held a strange fascination. She had never in her life seen first hand another couple make love before. It was an erotic view that simply must be watched in awe. Her anger slowly faded being replaced by a slight sense of pride in her son's new found manhood.

Then her focus of attention shifted from her son to Linda. Barbara had known Linda for almost five years and they had grown quite close. They went shopping together and often met at various restaurants for an enjoyable afternoon luncheon and chat. They had few secrets from each other. Barbara, like Linda, had married young. She had married her high school sweetheart Jeff and in spite of a good sex life with her man, she knew that she was also attracted to women. It was fear of exposure that kept her from acting out those fantasies. The fear of public ridicule and scorn forced her to keep these feelings locked up inside of herself. No one, not even her husband, was aware of her secret desires. Barbara had had these feelings toward Linda for a long time now. She often fantasized when her husband was eating her pussy that it was instead Linda. Standing there watching Linda scream and moan and thrash about it was almost too much to take. She suddenly realized that this was seriously turning her on. She was definitely getting that itching feeling between her legs and she could almost feel her body temperature rise. Her eyes took in the entirety of Linda's body. She studied the breasts being pushed flat against the floor as her son thrust his rod deep into her cunt-hole with brute force. She longed to reach out and caress her shoulder length hair and feel the curve of her graceful buttocks. She stared for the first time in her life at another woman's aroused cunt. Her heart started to beat rapidly as Linda pleaded to Bobby to fuck her harder. Barbara could feel her panties begin to absorb the dampness between her legs. God! I can't stand much more of this she thought. Come on Bobby, she thought, bring her off. You can do it son.

Finally Linda cried out, "Oh here it comes! OH GOD, YES! YES! FUCK ME! AAAAAAAH! Oh god again, keep fucking me Bobby, yes, oh fuck, fuck, FUCK! AAAAAH! Oh, Oh Oh, fuck my slut cunt, yes, AAAAAAAAH!" Bobby thrust a frantically a few more dozen times and cried out, "Take my cum up into cunt you slut, whore, bitch!" He then grabbed her thighs and gave his deepest possible penetration and held it for almost thirty seconds while he caught his breath. Then he collapsed forward knocking Linda down on her stomach and laid across her back while he attempted to catch his breath.

Linda was the first to speak. "That was great!" she said.

"It certainly was impressive." said Barbara, speaking for the first time.

A stunned Linda and Bobby looked around quickly to see who had said that.

"MOM!" shouted Bobby and he quickly stood up and covered his groin with his hands.

Linda took a split second longer after Bobby got off of her back she spun around still on her knees and elbows and cried out, "OH GOD! No Barb No!" Tears of shame and humiliation quickly sprang into her eyes.

Barbara was domineering woman and had always ordered poor timid son around. Whenever Bobby was told to do something by his mother he did it unquestionably and immediately. The thought of defying her never crossed his mind. So it came as no surprise when she said to Bobby, "Get your clothes on right now young man. We *will* talk about this later. And, go out the back door I don't want anyone to see you in this condition. Do you understand me?"

"Yes mam," the red-faced boy promptly answered as he quickly grabbed his clothes. Nothing was said while the teen stood up and awkwardly dressed while his mother stared with a level gaze at her son. His penis was still semi-erect and it glistened with a mixture of his cum and Linda's juices. He silently slid his briefs over his manhood and stepped into his jeans. As he turned to leave the room, Linda still laying on the floor began to sob softly and tears ran down her face. As Bobby walked through the kitchen, he thought to himself, boy am I in trouble. He opened the kitchen door and was about to step outside, when, with new found courage he decided he better listen what Mrs. Stevens and Mom were saying. So he closed the door and crept back to the entrance to the dining area which adjoined the living room. Through some half closed blinds in the window for serving from the kitchen he could see both women.

Hearing the kitchen door shut and assuming that Bobby had left the house, Linda said, "Oh god Barb, I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me. I'm so ashamed." Barbara continued to stare at the naked form of her friend on the floor but said nothing. She noticed her sons cum running down Linda's thigh and felt another surge of lust between her legs. Linda pleaded, "Please Barb, don't tell Bill! He would never understand. This could ruin me. Please don't tell anyone."

Finally Linda gave a little chuckle and said, "Damn! Linda I can't believe you would do that to anybody, much less to my son. You must have really liked that the way you were carrying on. Okay Linda for sake of our friendship, I won't tell Bob or anyone else, but only on one condition." Barbara knew what she wanted to say next but she wasn't sure she would have the courage to say it. She was still a little afraid of revealing her feelings to her friend.

While Barbara was trying to get up the courage to say what she wanted, Linda said "Oh god thank you! What do you want me to do? I'll make this up to you. I promise."

Taking a deep breathe, Barbara said, "I want you to do me also."

"What do you mean, Barb? Surely not...No! I can't do that! Please don't ask me to do that."

Bobby was stunned at what he was seeing and hearing from the kitchen. Glancing at the kitchen cabinet next to him he noticed the Steven's video camera. Swiftly it occured to him that he had to catch this on video. Picking up the camera, he gently inserted the lens through the blinds and while looking through the viewfinder he pressed record.

Barbara having gone this far wasn't about to quit now. She took off her sports coat and said, "Yes, you will do this dear, or I will tell hubby what you have been up to. So unless you want to explain to everyone why you screwed my boy, you will do exactly as I tell you." As she started unbuttoning her blouse, Linda stared in amazement and said softly, "What do you want me to do Barb?"

"I think you already know the answer to that question Linda," she said as she undid her bra. Linda was now staring at a beautiful set of tits on the gorgeous red-head. It was obvious from her nipples that she was already fully aroused. Barb sat down momentarily to slowly remove her panty hose. In spite of her reservations, Linda felt herself become turned-on by the sight before her. Barb unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Linda was now kneeling with her face inches away from Barbs panties which were now drenched. She lowered her panties slowly so that Linda could get a close up view of her swollen lips. Barb reached down and pulled Linda to a standing position and embraced her. The two women began a long probing kiss. With their nipples rubbing against each others, each women instinctively inserted a thigh between the others leg and began to massage each others twats with the top of their thigh. Linda's hand slid down Barb's back across her butt and slowly traveled to the front to probe her womanhood. Barb's right hand made a similar motion and her left hand entangled itself in Linda's shoulder length hair. As each woman began to kiss the other about the neck and shoulders they rubbed their sensitive tits together. Linda after probing gently quickly thrust two fingers up into Barbara, who gasped and began to moan.

Grasping her hair firmly, Barb pulled Linda's head down until she was kissing her breasts. She pulled her even lower until Linda dropped to her knees. She began to kiss, Barb's wet pussy. Barb was now really hot. After a few moments of this, she looked down at Linda, and said, "Lay down."

"What are you going to do?" asked Linda who was now breathing rapidly and deeply. She could not believe how turned on she was from smelling and rubbing her face in her friend's womanhood. Any remaining reluctance had vanished, she knew she was on a one-way trip to the big "O" and would do anything to get there. With her left hand she was now rubbing her sopping pussy. Cunt juices literally flowed out of her hole.

"I'm going to fuck your face with my cunt while I eat your pussy bitch. Now shut-up and do as your told," Barb said with a mischievous smile. Linda too smiled realizing that Barb was now playing her game. The same one that she and Barb's son had enjoyed so much. She quickly complied and Barb slowly sat on her face. She said, "Now eat it, bitch!" and leaned over and begun to lick her friends slit.

Bobby couldn't believe his eyes. His mom and Mrs. Stevens were fucking each others faces in a frenzy. Both women were now slurping, and moaning and gasping. They began to roll around the floor in their 69 position and they alternated orgasms as if it were planned. First one would shout, "YES! YES! FUCK ME! Oh Oh OUUUUUH!" and then the other would say "Eat me! Eat me Bitch! Eat my pussy you whore! Oh YES! YEEEEEEES!" Bobby was again hard as a rock from watching his neighbor and mom fuck each other. He couldn't believe how sexy his mom was. Boy, did she have a great body and of course he already knew what a good lay Linda was. Bobby couldn't believe how bad he wanted to fuck these women. Damn! He thought, I'm thinking about fucking my own mother. He was glad he was getting all of this on tape.

Finally, with a final flurry of thrashing each of their cunts in the other's face both women hit their final climax. After laying in that position for about a minute both women got up and started to get dressed. "Boy, that was great!" said Linda. I never knew that making love to a woman could be so good.

"I know, said Barb, "I loved the way you tasted. Bobby sure left a lot of cum in you." she chuckled, "But I swallowed it all I think."

Linda smiled mischievously, "Maybe you should try to taste it from the source like I tried to do."

"Maybe I will." She teased back. "You know I have to admit, when you were on the floor getting reamed by Bobby, I was wishing it was me. Can you believe that Linda? I wanted my own son to fuck me. I guess that would be a very bad idea."

"Ya I think so Barb. It was a bad idea for me too. But I sure needed a good fucking and your boy really did me good."

"So, I noticed. Why do think I was so hot after watching the two of you. I still can't believe you did that Linda."

"Hey, Barb don't get totally self righteous with me. Have you forgotten your afternoon session with your tennis instructor last year? That kid couldn't have been more than 24. As I recall, the two of you were definitely doing more than playing tennis. At least that's what you told me."

Bobby was now completely stunned at the conversation he was overhearing. His own mother was getting banged by some young stud! This is amazing he thought to himself. He just couldn't picture his own mother in the arms of her young instructor getting his dick between her legs. But then after what he had just seen with his own eyes nothing would surprise him again. As he continued to watch and listen he noticed his mother had paused and was a little red- faced. Finally she continued.

"Okay. Okay. You've made your point. Why don't we both forget about what happened here with Bobby. And with my affair with Tony also. We have both made the same mistake I guess."

"So am I released from my obligation to you now that I fulfilled your request?" smiled Linda.

"No, I think we will need to do this again a few more times first," laughed Barbara. "I guess I do need to have a talk with Bobby though. He needs to forget that your...uuuh...training session ever happened."

"Gosh, I really am sorry that happened Barb. It won't happen again."

Want to bet? thought Bobby as he turned off the video camera and popped out the tape. He then crept through the kitchen and quietly slipped out the door. Bobby was already planning for tomorrow's events in his mind. But will I have the guts to do that? he asked himself. We'll see.

The Good Neighbor (Part III)

Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu

As Bobby hurried back across the street with his video cassette clutched tightly under his arm, the scene he had just witnessed flashed again in his mind. Who would have thought such things were possible, he thought. Bobby had not yet formed a plan. It had all happened too fast. He went into his house and quickly ran up stairs into his room. He grabbed some books out of his bookcase and placed the video tape in back of the case and then replaced the books hiding the tape. Then he laid down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. His mind was racing. He could not help but relive the past couple of hours repeatedly.

After about ten minutes he heard his mother open the front door and the stairs creaked slightly as she tip-toed up the stairs. There was another minutes pause before she opened the door. Bobby winced as the door opened; he knew from long experience what was about to occur. Barbara Martin had never treated her son very well. In fact she ruthlessly dominated him, always finding fault in every thing he did. It seemed to him that there was no pleasing his mother. He sat up on his bed and prepared himself for the worse.

"Well Bobby, you have really done it this time, haven't you? What are you some kind of animal to behave like that? Do you know what kind of damage this could do to Linda is this got out?"

You should talk, Bobby thought to himself as he glared at his mother. Barbara, seeing the defiance in her son's eyes, took two steps forward and slapped him with her open hand across the cheek. The blow was so strong that it knocked him off the bed onto the floor. Tears flowed from Bobby's eyes from the anger and humiliation of this treatment.

"You little bastard! I have given you everything and this is how you thank me. Is this how I've taught you behave? You're lucky that you are too old to spank you with a belt like I used to. You certainly should have your ass whipped for what you did. Now, this is what is going to happen. Your little episode with Linda is to be forgotten just like it never happened. It is *never* to be mentioned again and that goes double for mentioning it to Mr. Stevens or your dad. Do you understand me young man?"

"Yes mam," said Bobby meekly.

"And one more thing. Your driving privileges are suspended indefinitely," Barbara said as she turned to storm out of the room slamming the door behind her.

You hypocritical bitch! Bobby thought to himself. Someday you are going to pay for this. As his eyes fell on his bookshelf, a plan suddenly formed in his mind. As a slight smile came to his glum face as he thought...and it may be sooner than she thinks.

That night Bobby's father Jeff noticed the friction between Bobby and his mother but had learned long ago not to interfere in such matters. He too was subject to his wife's domineering commanding ways and he wasn't about to experience her wrath by taking sides in some pointless dispute that he was bound to lose. He noticed that Bobby ate his dinner silently and never once exchanged words with his mother. I wonder what happened? he thought to himself.

After they all went to bed, Bobby again lay awake staring at the ceiling. Suddenly he heard a distant but familiar thumping sound. Bobby quickly reached under his bed and got a drinking glass. He placed the open end firmly against the wall adjoining his parent's bed room and his own and listened intently. Damn, he thought, dad's giving it to mom again. No wonder he puts up with her shit. You would think with what happened today she would have had enough.

"Oh honey it feels good!" He could hear her say. "Yes fuck me harder. Oh God! Yes! Fuck me, Jeff! Yes, Yes Yessssss....Uhh, uhhh, eeeh, Oh, yes fuck me! uuuuhhhhh..."

Then there was silence for a while.

"Barb, what are you doing?"

"I'm sucking you to make you hard again. I want some more."

"What is the matter with you tonight? God you are such a horny devil tonight. Not that I'm complaining or anything like that. It's just out of character for you."

"Oh, I guess that romance novel I was reading just got me really turned on. You know what, I want to do something really kinky. I'm going to lay down on the floor and I want you to do me doggy style. And talk dirty to me while your'e doing it to me, babe."

"Ha...whatever you want dear."

Bobby listened carefully to the remaining session. He could visualize his mother's lovely body all too well, and he had a raging hardon. He wanted to jack off badly but he wanted save himself for what he knew was coming tomorrow.

The next morning Bobby waited until his dad had left for work and his mom had gone for her morning work-out at the health club.. Getting the video tape from his bookshelf he went down stairs to the family room. He spent some time hooking together the two VCR players. Then he found a blank tape and made a copy of the original. Finally he went out to the garage and carefully hid the original tape in the rafters using a step ladder. He put everything away and waited.

While he waited Bobby built up his courage for the impending confrontation with his mother. Eighteen years of abuse was surfacing as naked anger.

He heard his mother opening the front door.

"Bobby, where are you?"

"I'm in here mom" He noticed she was wearing a tight t-shirt, an athletic bra, a pair of jogging shoes, and a baggy pair of sweat pants as she entered the room.

"Bobby, what are you doing just sitting in here? Did you clean-up your room and do the dishes like you are supposed to?"

"Just a minute, mom. I have something I need to show you."

"Okay dear, but this better be quick because you have chores to do."

Barbara sat down on the coach as Bobby got up and turned on the VCR. Barbara let out a stunned gasp as she realized what she was seeing. She sat immobile in shocked disbelief throughout the entire video.

"You Bastard!" she said. "How dare you intrude in private affairs of adults. Who the hell do think you are?"

"This is a copy mom. I'm going to give the original to dad."

The look of anger was quickly replaced by a look of real fear. Bobby had never seen his mother like this and he got inner satisfaction from it.

"Bobby! You can't do that! You don't understand. It will destroy our family. Your father would never understand. He would leave me for sure. I would lose everything. Please! Don't do this Bobby, Please! Honey, I beg you."

"Alright mom. But under one condition. No more bossing me around. From now own whenever we are alone, I'm the boss, got it?"

"Oh thank you son. I knew you wouldn't do that to your mother."

"I'm glad you understand mom. But I don't think you understand completely. Let me make it clear to you. You know when you slapped me yesterday. You said I should have been spanked with a belt for acting like an animal. Well it seems to me that's what you were doing. Some come lay across my lap and get your spanking."

"Bobby!!! You can't mean that. I won't do that," Barbara said in shocked disbelief.

"It's either that or I give the tape to dad."

She sat silently staring into her son's eyes looking for some sign of weakness. Instead she saw determination and coldness. This went on for about 30 seconds before she timidly replied.

"Okay. But please don't hurt me," she whimpered.

Bobby pulled off his belt and sat on the edge of the couch. His mother laid across his lap trembling in fear. He reached down and pulled off her shoes. Then gripping the back of her short red hair with his left hand, he placed his right hand on the waist band and pulled her sweat pants and underwear down to her ankles in one swift movement. Barbara screamed and tried to get up but her son held her firmly on his lap. He picked up the belt and brought down savagely on her bare backside.

"Lay still and take your spanking or the deal is off." he said. Barbara whimpered but complied. He hit her ten times, just like she used to do to him. With each whack she jumped and kicked her feet. Eventually she had kicked off her pants leaving her completely bare from waist down. Bobby could feel the hardness growing between his legs in anticipation. Tears streamed out of her eyes, and it was starting to occur to her where this was leading. She was doubly ashamed because she was starting to feel turned on by this humiliation.

Bobby let go of her hair with his left hand and pulled her t-shirt quickly over her head before she could stop him. Then with surprising agility he unfastened he bra and it fell to the floor just as he delivered his last few blows. Bobby admired the naked form of his mother as she lay struggling across his lap. Her tits bounced with each hit in a suprisingly erotic way. Finally, he pushed her off his lap onto her knees and stood up.

"Now mom, do we agree that I'm the boss? It's your choice. You don't have to do anything. We can stop now and I will give dad the tape if you want."

"NO! You're the boss."

"Okay then. Unzip my fly and take it out."

"What!!! No Bobby please don't make me do that. I can't do that, please." Tears streamed down her face as she desperately pleaded with her son.

"I told you its your choice, mom."

Seeing that her son was determined. She reached over with trembling hands and unzipped his pants. Then without further prompting she unfasten them and let them fall to his ankles. He stepped out of his pants and pulled off his t-shirt simultaneously. She was now seeing at face level his erection that was clearly trying to escape his briefs. Still trembling she lowered his underwear. She was shocked by how aroused she was by the sight of her own son's stiff member. A barely audible gasp escaped her involuntarily. Almost without hesitation she leaned forward to engulf his manhood with her warm mouth.

Bobby looked down at his mom's beautiful naked body and marveled at the sight of his mother with his dick in her mouth. She sucked it like a pro and watched in amazement as his mother's perfect features framed by her lovely short red hair slid up and down his shaft. Her lovely green eyes still brimming with tears looked up to her commanding son as saliva an pre-cum leaked around the edges of her beautiful lips. It didn't take long before he could feel his eruption rising. With a final savage thrust all the way to the back of his mother's throat, he grabbed her head and held it. He shot a load of hot jism straight down her throat. She swallowed the first spurt but then pushed away just as the second came causing it to strike her on her forehead, nose and mouth.

Bobby pulled back to look at his trembling mother with his cum all over her face and laughed.

"Good blow job mom. Now let's see if you fuck as good as you suck dick or lick cunt. You do want to me to fuck you don't you mom?"

She hesitated, and answered reluctantly, "Yes."

"Well tell me then. Just like you told dad last night. Say please fuck me."

"Please fuck me, Bobby."

Bobby smiled and said, "Stand up and kiss me mom." She complied without hesitation this time. As they tightly embraced, Bobby slid his hand from the back of her neck down her back and gripped her butt pulling her groin against his thigh. She gasped for a second as her son grasped her tender buttocks, but quickly returned to kissing her son. Bobby was surprised at how passionately she was kissing him. Her tongue expertly probed into his mouth. He could feel her juices as she rubbed her red-haired twat against his leg. He could feel her warm nipples on her lovely breasts harden as she rubbed them vigorously against his bare chest. Her breathing had become deep and rapid and Bobby was once again confronted by a woman fully aroused. Barbara knew what she wanted now and wasn't about to stop until she got it. She looked into her son's eyes that matched her own lovely pair. Her's, however, had a unmatched gleam as she realized suddenly that she and not her son was now in control of the situation. It was undoubtedly the combination, of her experience as a lover and her bewitching body, but whatever it was she intuitively sensed that her son would now do whatever she asked. She glanced down at his now painfully engorged male organ and looked back at him with a half-smile said in a demanding voice:

"Bobby, put me against the wall and fuck me."

"Yes, mam." he replied out of habit.

Bobby and his mother took a few steps to the nearest wall. She reached down and grabbed his dick and placed it and placed its head on her swollen pussy lips. She rubbed it quickly against her dripping wet slit. Then she smiled as she watched her son's puzzled face and said, "Do it!"

Bobby thrust and slid all the way in to his full length easily. His mother's eyes went wide and she gasped as if surprised. Seeing his mother's reaction he felt encouraged. He reached down and grabbed his mother's thighs and lifted her feet off the floor. Her legs immediately spread invitingly and she crossed her legs and hooked her ankles together behind him. Her arms went over his shoulders and gripped his back firmly, tightly pressing her boobs against his chest.

Bobby was now thrusting all the way into his mother with long slow strokes. He would pull back nearly out and then slide slowly back in enjoying the feel of mother's tight vaginal walls.

Unknown to our two occupied lovers, Linda Stevens crossed the street to have her morning coffee with Barbara. She lightly knocked on the front door and walked on in just as she always did on weekday mornings. She was just about to shout to Barbara that she was here when she heard familiar sounds coming from the family room. Silently she crept and peered into the room and arrived just in time to see Bobby make his first thrust. Bobby immediately began to fuck his mother with his back to Linda. Linda saw the clothes on the floor by the coach and she saw Barbara's cum splattered face. It wasn't hard for her to figure out what she had just missed. Turn- about is only fair play she thought and smiling she stepped fully into the room. Even though Barbara was in deep ecstasy from the wall- banging she was receiving, she still noticed her friends presence but wasn't about to stop the action. She couldn't even stop herself from gasping and moaning as son was now pumping her rapidly. So instead she just smiled back at her eagerly watching neighbor and made a kissing motion with her lips. She kept saying, "Oh god baby, yes! Fuck your mother. Fuck momma."

Then a strange thing happened Linda started unbuttoning her blouse and she stepped out of her jeans. This was followed in rapid succession by her removing her bra and panties. Linda was now standing completely naked in full view of her nearly orgasmic neighbor. Barbara could see her friends erect nipples and watched lustfully as she began to rub her breasts with her left hand. Her right hand was busily probing the cunt lips of her flowering pussy and she inserted two of her fingers into her own rapidly moistening hole. As Bobby plunged his shaft in and out of his mother at breath- taking speed, Linda paced her finger fucking of herself to match. Barbara was completely enthralled by the sight she was seeing. Although she loved the screwing she was getting from her son, she knew from yesterday's experience that she preferred to make love to Linda. She gave Linda a look that said "I'm going to have your pussy next."

Bobby finally built up to his peak and erupted saying "Here it is mom take it, arghhhhh....," and then he began to slow down from exhaustion.

"Oh god! Don't stop Bobby. I'm almost there," Barbara cried out. "Keep going son. Fuck your mother. Fuck me hard." Bobby complied. In fact it made his softening prick start to revert back to its hardened state just from hearing her plead. "Oh God! Yes! I'm coming! I'm coming! Uuhhhhh....," his mother cried out as she clutched him tightly with her legs and arms. She nearly squeezed the air out of him. This sight was too much for Linda and she too came rather noisily. Bobby recognized her orgasmic scream from yesterday and knew who it was even before he turned around to look. Bobby slowly pulled his dick out of his mother and a few drops of his cum mixed with her juices ran down her leg provacatively.

Nothing was said for a moment or two, they all just stood there silently trying to catch their breath and occasionally casting their eyes from one to the other. Each was waiting for the other to say something. Finally Linda daringly broke the ice by lifting her sticky fingers to her lips and licking her own juices off them while the others watched in amazement. Bobby was now really starting to get hard and Barbara could feel a tingle between her legs again.

Linda smiled and said, "You know kid, if you think you can handle it, I'd like to get the same treatment you just gave your dear mother."

Barbara looked to her son, and gave a slightly wicked smile, "Oh yes Bobby I think you should give her the same treatment you gave me," she said and her eyes quickly looked at the belt on the couch. Bobby caught on immediately, he quickly went to the couch and sat down and said to Linda, "Okay. Come kneel beside me on my right side. Mom you come and kneel on my left." Linda complied and leaned over eagerly to take Bobby's swelling member in her mouth, but before she could accomplish her goal, Barbara reached across his lap and grabbed Linda under her arms and pulled he across her sons lap. Linda started to protest and tried to get up, but both the Martins held her firmly in place.

"Well Linda you wanted the same treatment I got so that what you are going to get. Whip her ass with the belt son. Do it hard like you did to me." "Whack," the belt went as it hit her bare backside. She cried out in pain but no longer fought to get up. Instead she lay dormant waiting for the next stroke. Barbara let go of her arms and started to play with her breasts that dangled provactively from her son's lap. After the fourth blow, Barbara grabbed her sexy neighbor's shoulder length light brown hair and said, "Now its your turn to eat Bobby's cum from my pussy." She pushed her steaming cunt into Linda's mouth as Bobby continued to spank her. Tears were now streaming from her brown eyes.

"That's right lick it. Eat it all and swallow it." Linda's tongue probed deep into Barbara's hole and she expertly glided it occasionally across Barbara's clit. Barbara was very turned on by her talented neighbor's tongue. Linda too was getting pleasure even through the pain. She knew that the Martins would not really hurt her. She too was getting very hot and she was almost dissapointed when Bobby delivered his last whack.

Letting go of Linda, she fell off of Bobby's lap softly sobbing. Barbara moved to the center of the room. She sat down on the floor, leaned back on her elbows, and spread her legs for both to see. "Come finish what you started Linda. I want you to lick my cunt good." Linda crawled over to her friend slowly and lowered her head to Barbara's snatch. Slurping and sucking noisingly. Bobby watched the two women hungarily from the couch. Barbara looked over to her son and said commandingly, "Fuck her, dear. She wants you to fuck her like the slut she is. I want to see you fuck this horny bitch while she does momma."

Bobby got down on his knee's behind Linda. She spread her thighs apart and pushed her red ass in the air giving him an excellent view of her bright pink cunt lips poking through her brown bush. He put his swollen dick at her entrance and quickly repeated yesterday's performance. This time he reached under her and grabbed her big tits like handles while he plunged in and out rapidly. He was surprised at how wet she was. His mother's pussy was pushing her head backward and he was driving her forward into it. In between Linda was sandwiched between the mother and son team but loving every second of it. Finally Barbara came first followed in rapid succesion by her son. "Take this you whore, bitch, slut, cunt, uugghhh..."

Barbara quickly realized that Linda was in need of attention. She rolled her good neighbor onto her back and crawled closer, stopping only to give her tits a few kisses and teasing bites. Then she said, "Now its my turn to eat Bobby's cum from your cunt again," and she dived between Linda's legs. An exhaused Bobby laid back to watch the show. He watched as his mother slurped up his sperm from where he had just put it. Linda must have been close because within seconds she was screaming and thrashing her pussy into the lovely redhead's face. Barbara moved up to Linda's face and crawled up and gave her a tender kiss. The two women embraced and kissed each other on the neck, shoulders, and tits and then holding each other gave a long and passionate probing kiss. Finally they broke the kiss and looked over to Bobby. Bobby's mother leaned over to Linda's ear and whispered something. Both women gigled and then they looked to Bobby again.

"Hey stud. Think you can fuck your mother again?"

"Yeah, and don't forget your good neighbor. I want that hard dick in me again reallll soon."

"I don't know if I can, but I sure will try."

"Maybe we should use the belt on him if he can't obey Linda."

"Yep, Barb sounds right to me."

The End.

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