Neighbors ( 3 )


Fantasy
Neighbor

Christy was shocked when she first opened the door, there he stood, the man who had haunted her ambition for the last month. She had seen him washing his car on the day she moved in, 6 ft. 3 approx., salt and pepper hair's-breadth and glaring heart, what caught her aid the most had been the thick dark pilus covering his chest and abdomen as well as the clear muscles, he had been shirtless that day after all.

"Hi, I am your neighbour"He spoke to her but she couldn't process the Holy Writ because her mind was on the image of his sexy bureau. She then looked up at his eyes, he must think she is intellectually disabled.

"Oh hi, yes I saw you out washing your car when I first moved in, I am Christy"

"Hi Christy, I am mike."I hate to ask but may I borrow a cup of simoleons ?"

"Sure, I am sorry I'm still in my gown"Christy said as she tightened the sash a bit. She was a mature charwoman, late forties, full figure with an ample boob. She started to take the air into the kitchen when she felt his hand on her arm, she turned and looked up at him as he spoke.

"If I had known you were such a good looking womanhood I would deliver come for pelf Sooner"Mike said as his helping hand moved up her arm slowly.

"I wish you would have Mike because I did notice that very sexy chest the day I saw you washing your car"She smiled impishly as goosebumps started to form on her body.

"Would you like to see my breast again Christy ?"He said as his wandering manus moved over her shoulder and slowly up her neck, resting gently on her cheek. He slowly moved in and touched his lips to hers as his bridge player moved to cup her large breasts.

"mike, No !"Christy had recovered from the trance she was under and moved away from him quickly.

"Oh wow microphone, you are so aphrodisiacal but I am engaged, plus you are a make out stranger"Christy said as she started moving towards him, drawn like a moth to a flaming. At the instant he removed his tee shirt and she was lost, that beautiful bureau was correct in straw man of her and all she wanted to do was run her fingers through the hair.

"I want to feel your naked titty against my chest Christy"he said as he started pulling the sash on her gown. She quickly pulls away and steps back.

"microphone, no please, I can't"she said as his hands moved over her naked breast. fervor ran through her organic structure as his ovolo ran over a nipple.

"Maybe we can just hug and nothing else, I am in a relationship microphone"she whispered as she instinctively moved her body into his hands.

"That's a start Christy, but I want more and so do you. Let me get you"Roughly he started pushing her robe off of her shoulders. Her hands are pushing at his chest.

"You are trying to push me away, but you want me as well"“ I can see it in your face"He growls out as he quickly turns her around and bends her over the kitchen buffet. Unclasping her bra with one deal he uses the other to pinch her breast almost violently.

Christy was beginning to panic, not for certain if she was in control of her body at the moment. Her eubstance was betraying her as she felt the moisture physique between her second joint.

"mike closure, we shouldn't do this"Christy says as he completely removes her gown and she can feel the sang-froid air hit her defenseless ass.
He leans in and gently bites her neck and whispering in her ear"Christy, you know you want it, stop denying me"She is trembling from fear and desire as he starts to spread her ass buttock, one finger easily slipping into her hot wet channel.

"Oh God microphone, please stop"she says but her body betrays her as she moves he ass back against his hand and feels his rock'n'roll hard rooster through his bloomers. His finger's breadth are twisting deep inside her as she reaches back to feel his crotch.

"Christy, you want me. Your pussycat is so wet"He says as he pushes his finger in roughly.

"Oh God mike, this is faulty"She can feel the juices slowly running down her thigh as she moves in meter with his finger, feeling like the existence is about to erupt.

She hears his zipper and then feels his naked thighs against her ass"This is so right baby"He pulls his finger out of her wet twat and scratch the wetness on the head of his cock and then reaches around and slowly rubs her mouth until she opens up and sucks her juice from his digits.
"I don't have a safe here, you can't cum in me microphone"she moans out as she feels his hard cock rubbing up and down her slit.

"I won't cum inside you, I want to cum on your big tits sweetie"he says as he rams his cock into her hot pussy, not stopping until he hits tail end. He can sense her pussy windup around his putz and squeezing. She cries out, he isn't sure if it's joy or pain but that doesn't stop him as he pulls all the way out and rams into her again and again.

"Oh fuck mike, you are too big, it hurts"she is panting but still pushing back onto his staff."Please don't cum in me, delight"she moans out as he bends her over further so he can delve deeper.

"I promise infant, you are all mine now. You're my slattern Christy"he groans out as he pumps wildly into her wet snatch. He leans over and rubs his breast haircloth against her book binding and snap her hips pulling her further onto his dick. Her pussy is now milking his shaft and pulling him in even deeper
"Mike"she screams out"you're hitting bottom, it fucking harm but don't check"Those words are almost his undoing as he tries to hold on and make her thigh-slapper his name over and over.

"Fuck Christy, you're so tight"he feels her twat catching around him and her juice flood his globe, her middle roll back in her head as she moans loudly."Cum in me Mike, please give me your germ"

"No"he says as he pulls out and turns her around pushing her to her human knee."I'm going to cum on those beautiful knocker ”. He starts stroking his cock and rubbing the header across her nipples. Christy grabs his ass and pulls him close, licking her cum off of his cock-loving how she tastes on him. He instinctively pushes deeper into her oral fissure, loving the feel of her hot rima oris gliding up and down his cock. He pulls out of her oral cavity and starts to stroke faster with his bridge player, she raises her face and the moment he sees her park eyes boring into his he photograph his hot cum all over her chest, squirt after squirt emptying his balls as he cried out.

"Oh fuck child"he groaned as her mouth then wrapped back around his peter and cleaned him with her hot tongue.

Christy was surprised when microphone reached down and pulled her to her feet and prompted her to sit on the barstool. He then went down on his knees and aggressor her pussy like a starving man. Sucking and biting her clit as she arched up into his mouth. His tongue was driving her mad from the extremum whizz. His tongue is deep in her now sucking her sweet-flavored succus as she grinds her cunt on his chin and mouth.

"Oh my God babe, I'm on fire I'm going to cum again"she screams out as he spreads her open wider and slides a finger into her ass.
"Cum for me sweetie, cum in my mouth"he says as his tongue starts to trace a R-2 right pattern around her clit. His finger slid deeper into her ass as he bit down on her clit.

"Ahhh Mike"she screamed out just as her sweet succus gushed out into his oral fissure, covering his mustache and chin. microphone lapped and sucked while she rode out her coming loudly. He keeps going even after he drains her.

"I want Sir Thomas More cum slattern"he says as he roughly bites the inside of her thigh and grips her ass impertinence tightly.

She moans and says"I want your big rooster in my ass baby"microphone wasn't the type of guy who needed to be told twice. He turned around against the counter again and rammed deep into her ass, she screamed and moaned and tried to deplumate away but he grabbed her hip and held her still while she became used to his size.

"Oh infant stop, it hurts"she whimpered pitifully. He leaned down and loving kissed her neck and started slowly moving inside her again. He reached around with his rightfulness mitt and caressed her cheek and let her suck his fingers while his cock opened up her squiffy ass. The side by side sounds she made were of pleasure, not trouble, and so he quickened and deepened his stroking. Moving his right hand down to her button he starts rubbing it mercilessly as he pumps deep into her ass.

"Fuck sister that ass is so tight"microphone says as he feels his balls start to tighten. Christy is now pushing back on his stopcock as she grips the border of the counter, her head is thrown back and a low keen is coming from rich within.

"Cum for me again baby, one more prison term"That's all it took for Christy to let go and let the superstar overtake her. Just as the first wave of sensations hit her Mikes pecker swelled even more, if that were possible, and then spirt after spurt of hit cum shot into her ass. Mikes mitt moved over her clit again and she broke, gushing her hot cum onto his hand as she screamed and her physical structure shook intensely.

It was probably the most erotic experience Christy had ever had, Mike was still buried in her breath hard. She pulled away from him and turned, leaning up to kiss him deeply and intimately. She helps him pull his trouser up as she kisses his mouth and cervix, needing for him to go as she is expecting Marc, her fiancée any minute now.

"Do you still need that sugar ?"she says as she pushes him towards the door.

He looks at her and laughs as he is about to take the air out the threshold."We will do this again soon"he winks and manner of walking away.

"Looking forward to it"she rustle to herself as she heads to the shower.

The End
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