Being a Good Neighbor

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Alana moved in next door about four years ago. Surprisingly, the ladies in our friendly little neighborhood didn’t take too well to the divorced 35 year old brunette with the nice body. While not particularly stunning, Alana was nonetheless attractive in her own right. With an ass that you just wanted to grab every time you saw it and breasts that were significantly oversized for her 5’3″ frame, the rumors about her began to swirl immediately. Supposedly she had walked out on her husband and kids because she just didn’t want to be married anymore. Some said she was an escort hiding behind her job as a massage therapist. Yet another story had her working as a stripper. Regardless of the truth, I was intrigued right away. Was Alana really a woman that could be enticed into some naughty behaviour? And just how could I find out given all the neighborhood snoops and gossips? I decided to be friendly to her, although cautious that nobody else around saw my efforts. I started small talking to her whenever I would see her in her driveway. A friendly wave whenever she would drive in or out seemed a good gesture. And of course I made it a point to trim her side of the hedges between our yards as soon as they remotely looked like they needed it. It was just a few months after Alana had moved in that I was doing the hedges one Saturday morning and she came out. I hadn’t gotten to her side yet, and she asked if she could borrow the trimmer to do her part. My mind couldn’t hardly grasp her question as she was still in her pajamas. Thankfully, I was wearing sunglasses and could stare without worry at her fully erect nipples poking at her thin cotton top. When she turned slightly, the sunlight shined just the right way to let me know she had nothing underneath her matching pj shorts either. I was hooked. I had to have this woman. Thus my days of peeping on Alana began. For nearly four years I would sneak out next to my house and peer through the fence between our yards and into her den. Other times, when she was outside, I would watch from above through the upstairs bedroom window that overlooked her yard and porch. While there wasn’t really much to be seen most of the time, the few occasions that did produce results only caused my desires and curiousity to grow. Like the time I was watching through the fence and she came prancing into her den in just a bra and panties. My first real look at her “fuck-me” body. Her breasts were even larger, fuller and better than I had imagined as I watched her talk on the phone while I stroked myself to relief. Then there was the night she had a guy over. Again a late night voyage to the fence and, to my surprise, I got to see her in action. While fully clothed in a halter top and shorts, she was on her knees giving him a blow job only about 60 feet from my eyes. When she hopped up and headed to her bedroom, I could only wish it was me and not him that followed her. My lust for Alana seemingly grew with each passing day and I routinely tried to think of just the right way to make this quest a reality. Finally, just two weeks ago, I decided I’d had enough and was either going to fuck Alana silly or get turned down once and for all. My wife had gone to the beach for the week and it was now or never time. It was Wednesday night and I decided that I had to make my move as Alana was often gone on the weekends during the summer. I took a shower and put on a t-shirt with a pair of shorts and no boxers. It was about 9:30 and thankfully there was no moon so there was less chance of neighbors seeing me when I went to her door. I knocked nervously and when she answered I could have shot a load right there. Alana was wearing a light tank top and running shorts. She looked somewhat surprised to see me but I managed to start stammering. “Hi Alana. Sorry to bother you so late but I was wondering if you had a flashlight I could borrow. Krista’s out of town and I have no idea where she put ours.” bayan escort beylikdüzü “Sure, c’mon in…..I’ll have to remember where it is though.” Alana said as she turned back into her kitchen. “This might take a bit,” she laughed as she bent over and started rummaging through the bottom of her pantry. My eyes were transfixed on her ass as her shorts rode up to reveal she was wearing nothing underneath. While still bent over Alana turned her head, looking back at me, and gave me a knowing smile. “Does it matter what size?” she asked.Busted! “Shit” I said to myself as I saw her catch me staring at her body. I smiled nervously.”Not to me,” I joked seductively. “Would you like something to drink? Like I said this search could take a bit,” Alana replied as she stood and turned toward me. As she talked I could see her eyes wander down my body. Was she mentally undressing me? My crotch was beginning to give me away and I was starting to regret going commando on this mission. “Sure, a cold beer would be good if you have it. It’s been a really hot one today.” I replied as Alana took two long necks out of the fridge. “Let’s go in the den with these,” Alana said. “I’ll look for that flashlight again in a minute.” As I followed Alana to the den that I had secretly watched her in for nearly four years, I heard words that I couldn’t believe. “So have you enjoyed the view?” Alana asked nonchalantly. My heart jumped to my throat. “What view?” I stuttered. “Oh c’mon,” Alana laughed as we sat down on her couch. “I know you’ve been watching me through the fence and from your window for a long time.” I took a long draw on my beer only to buy time for a response. “So do you like what you see?” Alana asked coyly. “Yes.” was the only response I could muster as I looked into her eyes in somewhat of a staring showdown. “Do you want to see more?”“Yes.”“Then you got to show me some of yourself. Take off your shirt.” “Nice,” she commented, as I complied with her request. “Anyway, I started trying to come up with ways to see for sure if you were watching me. I started to walk around in my bra only, or I would go topless sometimes in an attempt to catch your attention long enough to see if you were watching. I even started taking showers at night, getting dressed in the bedroom and walking through the den naked for a few seconds. So how much have you seen?”I told her what little I had really seen of her. I told her that I think that I had missed most of her shows due mostly to timing. I went on to tell her how I felt like a peeping tom, and didn’t want to be accused of being a pervert, so I never watched very long. It wasn’t because she wasn’t beautiful I told her, it was simply because I was afraid of being caught.“Well, now that you’ve admitted to being a peeping tom and spying on me, what should I do with you?” she said teasingly. “Did you watch me and my boyfriend fuck the other night?””No, but I saw you giving a blow job about a year ago.” I confessed.“I was hoping you were watching the other night. The thought that someone could have been watching just drove me wild.”Getting nervous at how frank Alana was being, I decided that maybe this was a set up. Maybe she was somehow taping this conversation and was going to tell my wife. I looked at Alana and suggested we should change the subject but at that moment Alana planted her mouth on mine, darting her tongue into my mouth. I was completely taken off guard. I felt my heart pounding and began sweating from horniness.Alana sank back into the couch. “My mind keeps telling me this is wrong. I’ve wanted to be with you since I saw you spying on me years ago, but you’re married.” she said Was she being hard to get suddenly? Was this a game with her? To tease me like this and then stop was totally unexpected. I decided we had gone too far, but I wanted her more than anything at that moment. I moved toward her and kissed her deeply and passionately. escort bayan beylikdüzü Our lips locked and tongues began to battle with wild abandon. Her scent had immediately inebriated the lust in me. Yes, the consequences could be disastrous for both of us, but I didn’t care anymore. Alana gently pushed my face away from hers.”Paul, are you sure?” she stammered.”Trust me Alana. Or do I have to go back out to the fence?” I grinned, feeling in control once again.”I just really don’t want to cause any problems. I know all the women around here hate me but damn you make me so hot when I think you’re watching me.””I just came to borrow a flashlight,” I chuckled. “But you’re obviously horny and you’ve already tried to show yourself to me many times.” As I talked, I started lightly stroking her enormous tits through her shirt. Alana lay slumped against the back of the couch, breathing hard, trying desperately to control herself.My hands closed over her tits and started squeezing. My body pressed up against her. She had to feel my hard cock throbbing on her thigh. “Damn you make me so wet Paul, ” she said desperately, “I really should just find that flashlight.”I pushed her top up, exposing gorgeous 36D breasts with large silver dollar sized auréoles with pale pink colored, long eraser-like nipples that were well extended due to her excitement.Alana gasped and tried to cover her naked tits, but I dipped my head lower and sucked Alana’s left nipple into my hot hungry mouth. Nursing like a baby on her huge, creamy-white tits, sucking one stiff nipple deeply between my lips and then the other. Alana groaned with pleasure, cupping my head, letting me slurp on her tits. “Oh, geeez!” Alana whimpered, the need in her pussy obviously growing stronger by the second.”Come on, Alana.” I said. “You’re horny, and you teased me all this time when you thought I was watching you. Let me just take care of you.”My hand thrust against her cream-soaked crotch and started rubbing her pussy-mound in a good steady rhythm. I squeezed faster, harder, and she slumped back against the couch and moaned in total submission.”Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh!” she sighed.”See Alana, let me get you off,” I said softly. “You’ll feel so much better.”Alana began humping her hips against my hand as she rocketed toward that desperately needed climax.I watched her lust-contorted face as I brought her to climax. Even through her shorts I could feel the scorching heat and helpless wetness of her neglected pussy. Her swollen pussy flesh was actually throbbing through the thin cloth as I squeezed her and nursed on her beautiful tits. Suddenly her whole body stiffened and shuddered. Her eyes were shut tight, and her beautiful face was a mask of pure lust as a violent orgasm exploded in her pussy.”Ohhhhhh, God, Ahhhhhhh! I’m cummmmminnnggg…. so good… so gooooooodddddd!” she wailed.Her body convulsed as Alana ground her soaked crotch against my squeezing hand. Her naked heaving tits jiggled and bounced. She went on whimpering and sobbing with joy as the intense climax ripped through her body. I damned near shot my load in my own shorts. God she was hot! I now knew now that it wasn’t going to be as difficult as I’d first thought to seduce this sex-craved neighbor. But I still hadn’t gotten my cock into her hot, horny little fuck hole.”Uuuuuhhhhnnnngggggghhh!” she moaned, as her thighs tightened around my softly squeezing hand.Her climax spun itself out at last, and Alana opened her eyes and looked at me, blushing. I didn’t say anything right away and simply looked at her, eyes gleaming with an undisguised lust.I reached for the band of her shorts and tugged it downward. I whisked off her shorts and tossed them aside, leaving her naked except for the light top still perched above her gorgeous tits. I could see the effect my attentions were having on Alana, her parted cherry lips and half closed eyes, the whole front kayaşehir escort of her crotch soaked with her juices. I trailed my finger down the length of her slit and pushed against her fever-hot pussy. Alana gulped and spread her legs for me.Alana trembled with lust as my fingertip entered her pussy. My finger was pushing in further and when it slid across her swollen clit she had to bite her lip to stop from crying out.I began a soft rhythm of gently fucking her with my finger and the squishing noise of sex filled the room as Alana’s juices began to flow. She shivered again as my fingers caressed her, rubbing into her drooling cuntslit. I could surely feel how wet she was and Alana creamed helplessly, the molten liquid soaking my hand.”Do you like it, Alana?” I asked hoarsely as I squeezed her pussy. “You like this?””Yes, Paul,” Alana gurgled, “it feels so good.””We both know something that would feel even better, though,” I said suggestively.Alana reddened and said, “Oh Paul, I’m need to fuck you.You’re married but I can’t help it.””Um, I meant with my tongue, Alana,” I lied. “I just thought you’d like it more if I got you off by sucking on your clit.””No Paul, I need your cock in me now!””Not yet baby. You have to really beg me if you want this tool.” I plunged three fingers deep into her sex-crazed cunt. The penetration did her in.I cupped her naked pussy with my free hand, squeezing and releasing in a deliciously satisfying rhythm. Alana’s quivering cunt filled my palm with thick sticky cunt-juice. She simply couldn’t resist the pleasure. Digging her nails into the couch, she began to pump her hips up at me in a helpless, needful fucking motion.”I figured you’d like that better, Alana!” I grinned lewdly.”Ohhhhhh, God, yessss!” she moaned.I was fingering her hot, juicy cunt faster and faster, working her into a frenzy of lust. Her hips were pumping and writhing, she was clawing the couch. Her pretty features were contorted with lust. She was close to forgetting all her hang-ups “OHHHH, God!”, she cried as she bucked and writhed and jerked her naked hips in a helpless fucking motion, her luscious tits jiggling enticingly.Wantonly, she pumped her horny little cunt up and down on my fingers grinding her clit against my hand, desperate for even more delicious sensations. I thrust my stiff fingers hard and deep in her steaming cream-filled pussy, feeling the inside of my neighbor’s cunt, scalding hot, slick with juice, and velvety smooth. Her cunt was really tight too, gripping and squeezing greedily at my fingers. Alana was wildly horny at this point.”Now here’s something I know you’ll love, Alana,” I said.I stiffened my middle finger and plunged it into the little hole at the very center of her pussy. I then bent it into a hook and began rubbing her g-spot. Twirling my fingertip around teasingly, Alana groaned with need. She jerked her hips up at me frantically, trying to impale herself on my finger.”Oh, god, oh, please, please,” she whimpered.”Yeah, Alana, I’ll do whatever you want,” I whispered urgingly, “only you gotta tell me. Tell me exactly what you want me to do.”Alana reddened. “Stick your finger in me deep, Paul.” she whimpered, “deep in my pussy! Give me all of it!””You got it, baby”, I grinned.”Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!” Alana moaned.She arched her back to take it, wanting my hard finger as deep as she could get it. She soaked it with thick hot cream, and the pearly liquid overflowed her cunt and ran down the crack of her ass onto the couch cushion. That stiff hard presence felt so good in her fever-hot cunt. She whimpered with bliss as I shoved my finger all the way into her grinding my palm against her sensitive clit.”You got it now, Alana,” I said hoarsely, “you got it all. Now what do you want?”I knew perfectly well butanted to hear her say it. She had no choice. She had to have this orgasm. She was going out of her mind with lust and need. “Fuck me with it, baby,” she sobbed. “Make me come with your nice stiff finger.””I sure will, babe,” I replied with a triumphant grin.I started pistoning my thick finger hard and deep into her juice-drenched pussy-hole. With each plunge of my finger my palm would slap up against her hungry, protruding clit sending waves of pleasure through her stacked body.

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