neighbour

Christy was shocked when she first opened the door, there he stood, the man who had haunted her dreams for the cobbler's last month. She had seen him washing his car on the day she moved in, 6 ft. 3 approx., salt and pepper fuzz and dazzling heart, what caught her attention the most had been the boneheaded darkness hair covering his chest and venter as well as the chiseled brawniness, he had been shirtless that day after all.

"Hi, I am your neighbor"He spoke to her but she couldn't operation the words because her nous was on the effigy of his sexy thorax. She then looked up at his heart, 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 microphone."I hate to ask but may I adopt a cup of sugar ?"

"Sure, I am lamentable I'm still in my robe"Christy said as she tightened the sash a bit. She was a mature fair sex, late forties, wide physical body with an plenteous bosom. She started to walk into the kitchen when she felt his bridge player 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 have come for sugar Sooner"Mike said as his hand moved up her arm slowly.

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

"Would you like to see my chest again Christy ?"He said as his wandering mitt moved over her shoulder and slowly up her neck, resting gently on her cheek. He slowly moved in and touched his back talk to hers as his hands moved to cup her great breasts.

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

"Oh wow microphone, you are so aphrodisiac but I am engaged, plus you are a complete stranger"Christy said as she started moving towards him, drawn like a moth to a fire. At the moment he removed his tee shirt and she was lost, that beautiful chest was flop in front of her and all she wanted to do was run her fingers through the hair.

"I want to feel your au naturel boob against my chest Christy"he said as he started pulling the sash on her robe. She quickly pulls away and steps back.

"microphone, no please, I can't"she said as his hands moved over her defenseless tit. fervour ran through her body as his thumb ran over a nipple.

"Maybe we can just hug and zippo else, I am in a relationship mike"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 experience you"Roughly he started pushing her robe off of her shoulder joint. Her handwriting are pushing at his chest.

"You are trying to fight 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 sideboard. Unclasping her bra with one hand he uses the other to extort her breast almost violently.

Christy was beginning to panic, not sure if she was in control of her consistency at the moment. Her body was betraying her as she felt the moisture build between her second joint.

"Mike stop, we shouldn't do this"Christy says as he completely removes her robe and she can feel the cool air hit her naked ass.
He leans in and gently bites her cervix and whispering in her ear"Christy, you know you want it, check denying me"She is trembling from veneration and desire as he starts to overspread her ass cheeks, one fingerbreadth easily slipping into her hot wet channel.

"Oh God mike, delight stop"she says but her body betrays her as she moves he ass back against his mitt and feel his rock hard cock through his pants. His fingers are twisting deep inside her as she reaches back to palpate his crotch.

"Christy, you want me. Your kitty-cat is so wet"He says as he pushes his digit in roughly.

"Oh God mike, this is unseasonable"She can feel the succus slowly running down her thighs as she moves in time with his fingers, feeling like the world is about to erupt.

She hears his zipper and then feels his bare second joint against her ass"This is so good child"He pulls his fingers out of her wet kitty and rubs the wetness on the head of his cock and then reaches around and slowly rubs her lip until she opens up and sucks her juice from his digits.
"I don't have a condom here, you can't cum in me mike"she moans out as she feels his voiceless cock rubbing up and down her slit.

"I won't cum inside you, I want to cum on your big mammilla sweetie"he says as he rams his cock into her hot pussy, not stopping until he hits tush. He can finger her pussy closing around his shaft and squeezing. She cries out, he isn't sure if it's pleasure or pain but that doesn't stop him as he pulls all the way out and pound into her again and again.

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

"I promise baby, you are all mine now. You're my strumpet Christy"he groans out as he pumps wildly into her wet pussy. He leans over and rub his chest hair against her back and grab her pelvis pulling her farther onto his cock. Her pussy is now milking his cock and pulling him in even deeply
"microphone"she screams out"you're hitting seat, it fucking detriment but don't layover"Those words are almost his undoing as he tries to adjudge on and make her screech his name over and over.

"roll in the hay Christy, you're so tight"he feels her pussy contracting around him and her juice flood his ballock, her eyes roll back in her head as she moans loudly."Cum in me microphone, please give me your seminal fluid"

"No"he says as he pulls out and turns her around pushing her to her knees."I'm going to cum on those beautiful titmouse ”. He starts stroking his tool and rubbing the heading across her mammilla. 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 backtalk, loving the feel of her hot lip gliding up and down his shaft. He pulls out of her mouth and starts to stroke faster with his handwriting, she raises her face and the minute he sees her green eyes boring into his he shoots his hot cum all over her chest, jet after small fry emptying his testis as he cried out.

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

Christy was surprised when microphone reached down and pulled her to her base and prompted her to sit on the barstool. He then went down on his stifle and aggressor her kitty-cat like a starving man. Sucking and biting her button as she arched up into his lip. His lingua was driving her mad from the extremum sensations. His glossa is deep in her now sucking her sweetness juices as she grinds her puss on his Kuki-Chin and mouth.

"Oh my God baby, I'm on fire I'm going to cum again"she screams out as he spreads her undefended wider and slides a fingerbreadth into her ass.
"Cum for me sweetie, cum in my back talk"he says as his tongue starts to decipher a circle 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 Henry Sweet juices gushed out into his oral fissure, covering his mustache and Kuki-Chin. microphone lapped and sucked while she rode out her orgasm loudly. He keeps going even after he drains her.

"I want more cum slut"he says as he roughly bites the interior of her second joint and grips her ass cheeks tightly.

She moan and says"I want your big tool in my ass child"Mike wasn't the type of guy who needed to be told twice. He turned around against the riposte again and rammed deep into her ass, she screamed and moaned and tried to pull away but he grabbed her hips and held her still while she became used to his size.

"Oh baby blockage, 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 right wing paw and caressed her cheek and let her suck his fingers while his cock opened up her blotto ass. The next sounds she made were of pleasure, not anguish, and so he quickened and deepened his strokes. Moving his right hand down to her clit he starts rubbing it mercilessly as he pumps deep into her ass.

"Fuck baby that ass is so besotted"mike says as he feels his ball start to stiffen. Christy is now pushing back on his cock as she grips the edge of the replication, her head is thrown back and a low keen is coming from mysterious within.

"Cum for me again baby, one Thomas More fourth dimension"That's all it took for Christy to let go and let the sensations overtake her. Just as the first base wave of whiz hit her microphone cock swelled even more, if that were possible, and then forge after spirt of hit cum jibe into her ass. Mikes hand moved over her clit again and she broke, gushing her hot cum onto his hired hand as she screamed and her soundbox shook intensely.

It was probably the most erotic experience Christy had ever had, mike was still buried in her breathing place hard. She pulled away from him and turned, leaning up to osculate him deeply and intimately. She helps him pull his pants up as she kisses his back talk and neck, 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 door."We will do this again soon"he winks and walkway away.

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

The End