Straight Male / 51
Helping A Neighbor
I waved as my neighbor Tom drove off with his lawn tractor on a rented trailer. We had tried all morning to fix it, and finally he gave up and called a mechanic friend who asked him to bring it over. Ten minutes later, he backed up the driveway and disappeared.
His wife, Janice, came out of the house wearing cutoff jean shorts and a baggy white T-shirt that swayed hypnotically with the motion of her full breasts. Dark curls fell to her shoulders and she smirked as she watched the tail-lights going down our private road.
"Tom couldn't fix it, huh?" she asked sarcastically.
"Neither one of us could find the problem," I said charitably, sharing the blame.
"Come on in...I'll give you a beer for trying."
"Thanks, Janice--that would be great."
I have to admit I enjoyed the swiveling of her ass as she preceded me into the house. She had a fuller figure than my petite wife, and I imagined the curves of her body as I walked behind her.
When we got to the kitchen, Janice cracked two tall cans of beer and we each took a sip. Then she cradled hers in both hands and held it against herself, nestling it between her breasts. My eyes were inexorably drawn to the spot and I visualized that soft cleavage...
"Are you looking at the beer or at my boobs?" she asked knowingly.
"Sorry!" I said with as much humor as I could muster. "I guess I just..."
"Got lost thinking about my tits?"
I nodded dumbly.
"Sorry, Janice. That was totally rude of me," I told her sincerely.
She grinned wickedly and set her beer aside on the kitchen island. Then she locked eyes with me and stepped a half-step closer.
"Rude would be NOT looking at a woman's tits when she's waving them in your face!"
"Is that what you were doing?" I asked, trying to recover my mental balance.
"Damn right!" she replied. "Tom will be away for hours, and that damn tractor isn't the only thing he can't take care of around here!"
As I sputtered for a reply, Janice grinned again and kicked off her flip-flops. With a single, graceful movement, she dropped to her knees and tugged my gym shorts and underwear down to my knees. My half-hard cock swelled immediately upon being released and she reached up to wrap her fingers around its girth, smiling at it like a new friend.
"Hello, neighbor!" she said happily.
I stood there stunned as she moved forward and took me into her mouth, squeezing the base of my cock and sucking incredibly hard on the wide head. Her tongue swirled relentless around me and she groaned happily as I swelled to fill her mouth even more.
"Let's get this one over with quickly!" she said after a pause. "I've got plans for you."
I liked the sound of "first one" so I nodded my agreement, set my beer aside, and placed both hands on her head, twining my fingers into her hair. I thrust forward a bit and she immediately matched my action, pushing herself into me and flattening her tongue so that my cock slid all the way to the back of her throat. She didn't gag--she just held me there for a second so I could feel her tongue-tip dart against the base of my cock, and then rocked back to slide me back out.
"Fuck, Janice--that's so good!" I groaned happily, squeezing her head in pleasure.
She grinned happily and then lunged forward again, taking me deep and sucking hard on the way up. Her fingertips played knowingly with my tightening balls and traced along my ass. Again and again she swallowed me effortlessly, held me for a moment, and then released me slowly. The heat and wetness and suction was like nothing I'd ever felt before and within minutes I could feel myself thrusting more urgently toward her as she sucked me.
When precum began to leak from my slit, we both knew that I was close. Janice wrapped her hand around my shaft again and tugged eagerly on the lower half while her mouth stayed tight around my crown, licking, sucking, and driving me closer and closer to the edge of explosion.
"Janice...fuck!" I gasped. "I'm gonna cum!"
She paused just long enough to say "Do it!" in an urgent whisper before she went back to work on me. Within 30 seconds I was thrusting into her again. Her tongue rasped across the sensitive underside of my cock and her cheeks hollowed with her effort to suck me dry. That combination did it and I arched my back and exploded. Stream after stream of cum leapt from my cock and were instantly swallowed. Janice never released me until every drop was gone and she hand milked my cock thoroughly.
When she did let go of my softening cock, she stayed on her knees and smiled up at me. Her face was flushed with her efforts and sweat darkened the strands of hair around her face.
"That was good, Steve. I hope you've got another couple of those inside you, but you're gonna have to earn them!"
For the next three hours, we sucked and fucked happily. She was a bundle of warm, curvy sexual energy and I felt like she was starved for attention and pleasure. Her body responded to everything I did with enthusiasm and explosive pleasure and that made my own excitement even better.
My tongue on her clit brought her to a writhing orgasm that she swore was her first in a year. Her swiveling hips hypnotized me as she rode my cock on the couch and I pumped my second load into her neatly trimmed pussy. Once she had sucked me back to hardness and gotten two more beers, we had a languid session on the bed in their guest room that moved easily from doggy style to spoons to missionary. She whimpered through her fourth orgasm of the day and wrapped her arms and legs around me one final time as I emptied myself deep inside her.
After helping me track down my shorts and underwear in the kitchen, she kissed me sensuously at the front door and reminded me that Tom was at work until six most days.
His wife, Janice, came out of the house wearing cutoff jean shorts and a baggy white T-shirt that swayed hypnotically with the motion of her full breasts. Dark curls fell to her shoulders and she smirked as she watched the tail-lights going down our private road.
"Tom couldn't fix it, huh?" she asked sarcastically.
"Neither one of us could find the problem," I said charitably, sharing the blame.
"Come on in...I'll give you a beer for trying."
"Thanks, Janice--that would be great."
I have to admit I enjoyed the swiveling of her ass as she preceded me into the house. She had a fuller figure than my petite wife, and I imagined the curves of her body as I walked behind her.
When we got to the kitchen, Janice cracked two tall cans of beer and we each took a sip. Then she cradled hers in both hands and held it against herself, nestling it between her breasts. My eyes were inexorably drawn to the spot and I visualized that soft cleavage...
"Are you looking at the beer or at my boobs?" she asked knowingly.
"Sorry!" I said with as much humor as I could muster. "I guess I just..."
"Got lost thinking about my tits?"
I nodded dumbly.
"Sorry, Janice. That was totally rude of me," I told her sincerely.
She grinned wickedly and set her beer aside on the kitchen island. Then she locked eyes with me and stepped a half-step closer.
"Rude would be NOT looking at a woman's tits when she's waving them in your face!"
"Is that what you were doing?" I asked, trying to recover my mental balance.
"Damn right!" she replied. "Tom will be away for hours, and that damn tractor isn't the only thing he can't take care of around here!"
As I sputtered for a reply, Janice grinned again and kicked off her flip-flops. With a single, graceful movement, she dropped to her knees and tugged my gym shorts and underwear down to my knees. My half-hard cock swelled immediately upon being released and she reached up to wrap her fingers around its girth, smiling at it like a new friend.
"Hello, neighbor!" she said happily.
I stood there stunned as she moved forward and took me into her mouth, squeezing the base of my cock and sucking incredibly hard on the wide head. Her tongue swirled relentless around me and she groaned happily as I swelled to fill her mouth even more.
"Let's get this one over with quickly!" she said after a pause. "I've got plans for you."
I liked the sound of "first one" so I nodded my agreement, set my beer aside, and placed both hands on her head, twining my fingers into her hair. I thrust forward a bit and she immediately matched my action, pushing herself into me and flattening her tongue so that my cock slid all the way to the back of her throat. She didn't gag--she just held me there for a second so I could feel her tongue-tip dart against the base of my cock, and then rocked back to slide me back out.
"Fuck, Janice--that's so good!" I groaned happily, squeezing her head in pleasure.
She grinned happily and then lunged forward again, taking me deep and sucking hard on the way up. Her fingertips played knowingly with my tightening balls and traced along my ass. Again and again she swallowed me effortlessly, held me for a moment, and then released me slowly. The heat and wetness and suction was like nothing I'd ever felt before and within minutes I could feel myself thrusting more urgently toward her as she sucked me.
When precum began to leak from my slit, we both knew that I was close. Janice wrapped her hand around my shaft again and tugged eagerly on the lower half while her mouth stayed tight around my crown, licking, sucking, and driving me closer and closer to the edge of explosion.
"Janice...fuck!" I gasped. "I'm gonna cum!"
She paused just long enough to say "Do it!" in an urgent whisper before she went back to work on me. Within 30 seconds I was thrusting into her again. Her tongue rasped across the sensitive underside of my cock and her cheeks hollowed with her effort to suck me dry. That combination did it and I arched my back and exploded. Stream after stream of cum leapt from my cock and were instantly swallowed. Janice never released me until every drop was gone and she hand milked my cock thoroughly.
When she did let go of my softening cock, she stayed on her knees and smiled up at me. Her face was flushed with her efforts and sweat darkened the strands of hair around her face.
"That was good, Steve. I hope you've got another couple of those inside you, but you're gonna have to earn them!"
For the next three hours, we sucked and fucked happily. She was a bundle of warm, curvy sexual energy and I felt like she was starved for attention and pleasure. Her body responded to everything I did with enthusiasm and explosive pleasure and that made my own excitement even better.
My tongue on her clit brought her to a writhing orgasm that she swore was her first in a year. Her swiveling hips hypnotized me as she rode my cock on the couch and I pumped my second load into her neatly trimmed pussy. Once she had sucked me back to hardness and gotten two more beers, we had a languid session on the bed in their guest room that moved easily from doggy style to spoons to missionary. She whimpered through her fourth orgasm of the day and wrapped her arms and legs around me one final time as I emptied myself deep inside her.
After helping me track down my shorts and underwear in the kitchen, she kissed me sensuously at the front door and reminded me that Tom was at work until six most days.
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