It had been a quiet Wednesday night. I ate, washed the dishes and was now settling in for an evening of television and maybe computer games, when there was an unexpected knock at my door.
I say unexpected, because nobody ever knocked on my door. My ex-girlfriend, Sylvie, always called ahead for her booty calls, and she rang the doorbell.
I went to the door and looked through the peephole, only to see my neighbor, Sarah, standing there. I opened the door.
Sarah was a blonde, about 5’ 8”, with a really nice body which she unfortunately kept hidden beneath bulky clothes most of the time. But not tonight. She was wearing low-cut jeans and a tight top that nicely displayed her big breasts.
“Hey Sarah, what can I do for you?” Being a nice neighbor is important. You never know when you may need something.
“Can I come in?” – “Sure, I was just about to watch TV.”
“Oh cool – are you watching the game?” I told her that I would be, even though I had no intention of doing so, as I think sports are boring.
“Can I watch it with you? Daniel is at work and won’t come back until 5 in the morning…”
“Of course, I’ll make some popcorn… Do you want anything to drink?” – “I’ll have a beer, if you have…”
And I did. We settled on the couch, absent-mindedly watching the game, and drank and talked. By the time the second period started – it was hockey – Sarah was more than a little drunk, and was sitting very close to me. In fact, I could see down her shirt and kept gazing at her tips, I could almost see her nipples.
She caught me in the act, as I guess I was becoming less subtle as my booze consumption increased.
“You like what you see?” – “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I replied, laughing. “It’s Ok; I love it when guys stare at my tits. They’ve gotten a lot bigger since the baby was born…” – “Really?”
“Yeah!” She looked more than a little drunk. “Would you like to see me?” I didn’t reply. I was going to let whatever happened happen, but not encourage it. I had to live next door to her AND her husband!
Without waiting for my reply, she lifted her top, exposing her tits – no bra – to my eager stare. “Would you like to touch them? They are very firm!”
“I can see that.” I lifted my hand and started gently caressing her tits, slightly pinching the nipple and watching for the effect. A shiver ran through her, and unbidden, she started rubbing my cock through my pants.
“I think it’s only fair that you show me your cock, Marty…” – “Are you sure? What about Daniel?”
“Daniel doesn’t mind”, was her only reply. She started fumbling with my belt, eventually getting it undone and pulling my cock out as I kept playing with her breasts and kissing her neck softly. Sarah moaned and started pumping my cock in her warm hand.
“Marty… I’ve been meaning to suck your cock ever since you moved in – and I don’t think I can wait any longer… if it’s Ok with you?”
Who was I to argue? I’d already brought up her boyfriend / husband / father of her child, and if it was Ok with her, it sure was with me!
“Go right ahead, Sarah, I’ve also thought many times about how your lips would feel on my balls and cock, and I can’t wait to find out…”
Without saying a word, Sarah slid down from the couch to the floor, on her knees between my legs, with my cock jutting out inches from her mouth. I could feel her hot breath on the tip of my penis. Her breathing was ragged and uneven, from excitement and drunkenness I assume. She slid her mouth on my cock, her hands gently cupping my balls as she started sucking like a pro.
“Oh Sarah… I’ve waited so long for this… Your mouth feels incredible…” – “You like that Marty,” she replied as she looked at me straight in the eyes. “You like seeing your neighbor’s woman on her knees in front of you, sucking your cock?”
“You are SO hot! Keep sucking my cock, Sarah!” I reached down at started caressing her tits as her head moved up and down on my shaft. I pinched her nipple, hard.
“Ahhhh… That’s it… I love it rough… Don’t be afraid to hurt me…” With that encouragement, I grabbed her full tits and squeezed and pulled them, and she replied by squeezing my balls a little harder, her middle finger sliding down to my anus as she sucked with renewed vigor.
Soon she was finger-fucking my ass, rubbing my cock all over her face and on her tits as well, as she neared climax. Apparently giving pleasure was something that she found exciting, and she came as I did. I started cumming with no warning, the first jet of cum streaking in her face and hair, but she soon readjusted herself on my cock and managed to catch the rest of my cum in her mouth, swallowing everything.
“Thank you, that was incredible!” – Her: “The pleasure was all mine, believe me… Do you mind if I go to the washroom?”
I really wanted her to stay with me with cum on her face and sperm on her breath. But: “Go ahead…”
She was back a few minutes later, her face washed. She stayed a little longer watching TV, and then went back to her apartment after a peck on the cheek. The look she gave me on the way out promised many more evenings of fun!