The Following Story Is Fictional.

Her name was Natalie, she moved in next door about three month prior. Remembering that on it 's own got me hard, I mean how could it not ? the perky tits under her tight pinko crop top just teasing all who look ? Or how about the short..Oh how I loved the drawers, short-circuit tight denim daisies that gripped her ass in all the in good order maculation, and when she pulled them up high enough her bare ass peeked out the bottom. But, the outfit she wore was n't my favorite portion of her moving in, it was the placement of her windowpane to mine. the fact that I could peek into her bedroom was, It excited me. Sometimes I 'd even set my alarm and wait like a shaver to find out her undress for bed. well-nigh night it was a t-shirt and lace pantie, but tonight was different. I sat in my usual chairwoman, watching through her pink curtains expecting her to get her top off, un-clip her bra and pick out a old moth-eaten t-shirt. Instead she bent over and opened a drawer in her dresser pulling out a scant but Lacey bright red baby dolly, my center focused on the material and I could n't kibosh observance. Who bought her that ? Who was it for ?
The watching suddenly turns to extreme, music begins to play and I watch her diminished tanned frame sway to the seductive tone now filling her room. After watching for what seems like forever I get up out of the lawn chair I 've set up just for this effect, and head to kitchen to grab a beer, `` Damn.. '' I huff. Finding what I want was n't hard, the unconstipated blue moon with a slice of orange. By the time I got back to my seat with my drink her brightness level were dimmed and she was in her usual attire, a t-shirt and panties. I took that as the end of the show, watching her get into bed made me yawn. So I decide to do the same. `` Goodnight, beautiful. '' I whisper to myself, knowing she could n't hear me. I climb into bed and drift to the sight of her tight eubstance wrapped in lacing.

Waking up with aurora wood was typical, since the wet dreams through the night did n't really make out to an end. I begin my daily routine, brushing my dentition, showering, getting the mail. I start to stare at myself in the mirror, I was a respectable looking guy i thought. Tall about 6'3 with dark brown haircloth and burnished jet middle. You could even ask the golden ladies who ended up in my canvas for hours on lonely nights what thought about me, Although, I really could care less..The only girl I really manage about is Natalie. Spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing the cesspit I pull on a t shirt and doubtfulness whether gasp are a needed affair to go get the ring mail.

The concrete is red-hot than I expect, trying to quickly seize my mail at the end of the pavement, a room access opens and then she walks out, tied up in a pretty pinko robe, I 'm starting to reckon pink is her dearie color..but then again, persona of me is thinking it 's red. Ignoring the sunburn at my feet, seeing her this ending was a rare occasion. She catches me and waves continuing to the brick ring armour box holding the phratry mail. After endure night, I ca n't see her in anything but that red baby-doll I loved so much. The burning finally gets to me, `` Fuck ! '' I say brassy than expected, she giggles from her front man porch and paseo back inside, trying to save the nerves in my heels I rush inside. Throwing the pile of random varsity letter and magazine publisher ad 's onto the counter as the coffee shaper starts to brew my day-to-day cup. Thinking about her again, wondering if her skin is as soft as I dream it is.. '' plosive consonant it. `` Shaking my promontory I try to get the trope out of my headspring, `` Your twice her age ! '' the phonation in my headspring riot, `` well 18 clip two is 36, I 'm not that old ! '' I fight against my own Inner ego for what seems like forever, trying to weigh the options there are. before I can finish my scrap with myself the doorbell rings, yawning still half asleep I walk to the doorway.

'' Who is it. '' I say before fully opening the threshold, `` Uhm, it 's me ? '' I hear an obscure voice say, it 's flaccid and sweet, very feminine..so that 's what she sounds like I ponder in my head. `` I came over to ask for a couple eggs, my mom sent me over. If you do n't induce any that 's okay.. '' Looking her up and down, I 've never been this finis to her physical body before..she 's a lot brusk than I thought she would standing next to me. I like that. `` Yeah, I can stop, occur in '' I say almost too fast, Leaving the door spread for her to follow me into my kitchen. `` does it matter what kinda of ballock ? Farm ball ? '' She 's not even paying attention merely looking at the decor of my home. Moving the box of eggs over and trying to incur another carton to look through, she ends up on my heel counter, her ass against the granite counter. `` I do n't call up it matters '' she chirps back, the sound of moving newspaper publisher fills the way, I assume she just accidentally sat on my chain mail, not over looking it my mitt grip the carton of eggs and founder them to her, closing the fridge. `` I hope those suffice. '' I say trying to generate some phase of small talk, any talk at this point is well enough for me, `` I 'll say my mom you said Hi. '' she hops off my rejoinder, making her chest give out a slender saltation. Trying not to pore on the small frame she owns we walk to the forepart door. `` Well, there are the egg. '' I spit out, you 're an idiot. `` Yeah, here they are. '' she giggles lifting the carton smiling up at me. `` thank you. '' is the conclusion matter she says before leaving, I exhale. Closing the door and standing in my walk way trying to collect myself. I decide to go through my ring mail, in a attack to get the vision of her bouncing on my lap out of my judgment. Flipping through the envelope with mostly bills inside a small piece of paper falls out of the stack, Picking it up realizing it 's not paper, but a Polaroid photo. reading the book binding before turning it over, `` xoxo, thanks for the Eggs. `` flipping it over, knowing it 's from her. My jaw drops, looking over the small public square of glossy material over and over, it 's Natalie sprawled out on her bed, on her knees holding the bright red lace. Bust puffy and filling the cups to the teddy perfectly. Biting my lip, tucking the photo into my gown.

Continuing my day, trying to fight how hard I am when I think about her beautiful leg wrapped around my hips at work, ignoring it typing up the reports that were supposed to be turned in a week ago, stopping mid paper and leaning back in my office president. Closing my center and giving into my day dreams, slapping her round ass over my desk fills my mind. Holding her by the hips and not caring if the wholly role heard her groan my name. Before I can finish my good afternoon fantasy the clock bleep and pulls me back to world. Catching my breathing spell as I pack up my affair and being to jaunt home. My pants tight with how she makes me sense.

It 's too other to head menage right now, plus i 'm sure she 's dancing around her room in just pantie, I need to find out something to do, surveying what was around Ithiel Town and finally deciding to go work out, stopping at my house to only quickly exchange into a couplet of gym boxershorts with one of the final stage clean under armor shirts I own, hopefully the gym is n't too officious.
Carrying my bag and my headphone back to my car, making my way to the weights at the gym, I have have steam to tout off. Plugging in my phone, pulling a couple of rise mitt, blaring medicine. Clapping my hands together to spread the powder, as I squat down I pick up the metal bar, focusing on lifting. Curling the bar up and repeating over and over till i 'm dripping in exertion, adding weightiness with each curl. Finishing my set and doing a couple circuit on the `` Virtual Track. '' Machine. Deciding that i 'm done working out, I pick up my bag and oral sex place, dripping sweat. Heavy breathing and I reek of male musk.


The moody night is brought to a hault by my porch Light, searching my bag for business firm keys. Pushing them into the door and turning the pocket-sized golden key, pushing it open setting my work bag down before walking into the kitchen for a beer. Twisting the cap off and finding my spot on the lounge, Flipping through Tv TV channel. Checking my watch, `` 5:00PM '' I huff, hearing my stomach growling. Ignoring it, I take a sip of my beer. Settling on the play communication channel, which is n't distinctive. Due to it 's beach volley ball week I make a small exception. The flagstone of different countries plastered across goddess like body makes it soft to pay attention, sand covered asses and several grunt coming from the players fill up my Tv. By the end of the game I do n't even manage who won, my mind is occupied by the american flagstone wrapped around Natalie 's chest of drawers with sand rubbing off her bubbly ass. God, I wish she played volleyball now.

When the last troll of the game ends my eyes get sleepy as my hired hand barely grips the cervix of the feeding bottle. Clicking the Tv off and leaving my bottle one-half empty on the coffee table. I 'll allot with that tomorrow good morning. Making my way up to my room, almost climbing the step i 'm so sleepy. Reaching my bed, climbing in and pulling my gym shorts off, I 'll lavish tomorrow.

Cuddling into the tender sheets I 'd bought two week prior, wrapping my weapon around a pillow and drifting to sleep thinking about my cockeyed untried neighbor, Natalie. The night was calming and I slept well until I heard a thin knocking at my windowpane, the only weird persona about this is my bedroom is on the back level. I dismiss it as a diminished bird loosing it 's way. I was proved wrong in about ten minuets, `` Pssst ... '' it 's a familiar articulation, I must be dreaming. I pull the tabloid off and out-of-doors my window. Natalie smiles wide and greets me crawling in through my windowpane, `` How the hell did you get up there ? ''
she shushes me, `` That 's for me to know and for you to block about. '' I 'm shocked by her authority, i 'm sure she was always a positive female child. But i 've never seen this side of her, I was enjoying it heavily. I thought it could n't get any better, untill she slowly unzipped her thick wintertime coat. `` Can I get you anything.. '' I stutter, trying not to flush wildly. `` What I want, is for you to do what you 've always wanted to ... '' I gulp, knowing exactly what she meant but `` What I 've wanted ? ? '' She lets out a playful yet extraordinary giggle. the jacket falls off her tan soft perfect shoulders. `` to ravish me, give dear to every part of me.. '' the red lace is un-veil 'd to my eyes, only the lunar month lightness outlining her perfective tense figure. `` Once I start I ca n't stop.. '' she looks at me with the most lustful eyes i 've ever seen. `` I want it, do n't worry. '' Taking no time to interview it, my arms wrap around her petite frame, picking her up and clarification my dresser of it 's clutter. Laying her down and running my sass down her body slowly. `` mm ... '' She gives out a slight purr, dragging my fingers over the lace, finally rubbing it between my thumbs, Not caring anymore I rip the fabric. It 's only holding me back, biting and kissing her chest to her shoulders, She reaches for me. In just the pale red thong hugging her hips. letting her wrap her lags around me I push us up against the bulwark, holding her frame close to mine. My handwriting gripping her ass now, squeezing each rung boldness as we kiss, biting her lip and letting her gustatory perception my tongue. I get an idea, carrying her to my bed, I slowly drop her down below me, Pulling my top off from the hem to my shoulder, showing her my tincture onetime body. She moans in approval, Placing her lilliputian workforce on my abs, she takes it as time to explore. Kissing around my shank band and looking up into my eyes, god I love her eyes..the prettiest green. Standing at the border of the bed while she teases me, looping my handwriting into her tomentum ... growl. I 've never wanted something so bad. Holding the foresightful chain of hair in a fist I let her do her own thing watching her sass lift and run over my skin, feeling my short pants being pulled down My dick fountain out, throbbing painfully, every vein in my thick putz is visible, Followed by a very audible Natalie. `` sanctum shit you 're huge.. '' She says wide of sinful thought process, wrapping her tiny bridge player around my cock she starts to roll her wrist making every part of my body go blunt in appreciation. Closing my eyes, `` God that feels amazing ... '' Biting my lip as she starts to tease and work my body, cupping my nut in one script, squeezing them.. '' Who taught you that ? '' I smirk down at her ... '' You do n't need to make love '' She purrs back. I watch her lip portion and welcome my thick member to her tongue. The soft suction makes me pass on full erecting, I 've never been this hard. spittle dripping off her lips as she start bobbing her foreland, my hand still gripping her hair helping her by thrusting my hips forward making her take more of my cock. `` That 's a good missy, take that cock..take all of it. '' she moans, gagging as I watch her eyes being to water..I let her go, she pulls off my diaphysis and attempt to catch her breathing time still stroking my sopping wet shaft, she does something un-expected, instead of going back to sucking, she dips her head down, still letting me pull her haircloth slightly. UnCupping my testicle and licking between them. I gasp.. '' Oh that tactile property nice ... '' she soon wraps her pretty Lester Willis Young lips around each ball and shows them threatening attention. Soon her lips are red raw, puffy from letting me jostle my cock in her tight throat. She looks up at me giggling, covered in saliva and pre cum already. `` Lay back, baby. '' She 's shock at her new nickname but is n't denying it. `` Okay, dad. '' she purrs back at me, Now i 'm not one to be into the whole pop kink but the way she says it drives me savage, hearing such iniquitous things escape that Brigham Young mouth excites me. I quickly slap her ass, grabbing it digging my nails into the cheek before letting go. `` bend over for Daddy. '' I growl. She complies, eagerly shoving her tight ass up into the air, I grip my cock trying to keep it from going limp, `` like it would right now '' I think Sarcastically. Pulling the thong around her hips down to her bent knees, I being to slowly lick her teen pussy from behind. rubbing her bastard with my thumb and teasing her clitoris with the tip of my spit, she moans, rocking her hips against my aspect, dripping onto my brand new canvas. I 've never had a cleaning woman stain my bed weather sheet, but i 'm sure after we 're done, i 'm gon na need to buy new ones. `` god, if I 'd known that your tongue felt this fucking estimable I would of get along over weeks ago, '' she purrs, Reaching a handwriting back and gripping my hair as my sassing run over and over her folds treating her snatch like desert. She lets me have full control, pushing her hips into my face as I wrap my arms around her pelvic arch, holding her to my mouth. Letting go of my hard cock and focusing on the body of the goddess in strawman of me. After coating my tongue in her Sweet fluid she turns around, ditching the red thong and letting it land on the level next to my bed.

I sit up, crawling into the bed with her, she spreads her ramification sitting against my headboard rubbing slacken soft rophy into her own body. teasing me. God she 's so fucking hot. I grab her indulgent thighs and extract her to the middle of the bed until her hips meet mine, wrapping her long opulent wooden leg around my body, I slowly tease her sheep pen with the tip of my rooster, her arm wrapped around my never ever so softly. as she moans hot breaths against my sassing, not quite touching our lips are inches apart. but she closes the gap as I push her hips down onto my pecker. growling for her as she moans, `` Fuck, I ca n't do it. '' she says talking about what I can only distinguish as taking my length fully, `` Shhh, yes you can pamper. '' I comfort her as we sit naked wrapped together in the high temperature of my room. I slowly push up as I pull her coxa down, once my stopcock is fully invested into her tight body she moans the flashy i 've heard her moan since she got in here. `` See baby ... You did it. '' I say gripping her ass and massaging the face as I watched her optic roll back into her head while I picked up my non-movement bringing it to a retard drive, holding her to my chest as she digs her nails into my cover. Making love to her was what I dreamed about, and now that it was finally happening I was beyond happy, her tenuous purrs and moans brought me over the boundary as her breast bounced and the little burn from her nails. My heart is pounding by now and I hope hers is too, we are both sweating and panting as I explode, cumming deep inside her. She cums right after me, coating my shaft and giving me a osculation, biting my lip. `` Mmm ... That was amazing ... '' she giggles. I lay in bed with her for the adjacent time of day, just talking about almost everything, Once we finish our Old World chat she kisses my cheek, `` Can I add up over again, sometime ? '' I nod, '' Any time you 'd care. '' and with that she grabbed her ripped up garment along with her crown and climbed out my windowpane.

I then pulled on my boxershorts and walked up to the give window, watching the most beautiful cleaning woman i 've ever been with sneak back into her house next-door. I walk back to my bed and realize she 'd entrust her step-in on the flooring, I smile to myself and stuff them into my bedside mesa. She 'll be back to get them tomorrow.

THE END .