Sex with the neighbor
In the evening, there's a knock at the door. I open it.
"They say you fix appliances. Is that true?" – it's that very neighbor, with a hairdryer in her hands.
"Hello. Yes, I do some work on the side sometimes."
"Hi. Then maybe you could take a look at my hairdryer?"
"Come in."
I started disassembling the hairdryer at the table,
glancing at its owner out of the corner of my eye. I was puzzled that she had come in a house robe, though it's not a big deal to go down to a neighbor's place, still. I was already imagining my hands wandering over her naked body and my lips kissing her breasts."Done! The cord frayed over time," I jumped up.
"Mmm, you obviously enjoy your work," she laughed. And then I realized my erect penis was visible through my pants.
"Don't be embarrassed, please. It's very flattering," she added.
I pushed the hairdryer aside and started stroking her neck, breasts, and stomach.
"You're beautiful, I want all of you, I want to cum inside you!" I couldn't hold back.
"Cum, come on! Right on me!" – her hand movements sped up.
My hand finally went down, and through the fabric of her panties, I felt that she was wet.
"I'm already wet," she whispered.
She pulled my cock down towards her lower belly, pointed it downwards, pressing it against her panties. Then she slipped it inside the panties themselves.
"Cum in my panties. Right on my pussy," she continued to whisper.
For a while longer, I rubbed the head against her pubic mound, spreading her swollen labia with the swollen head, and soon came hard. Releasing streams of semen, I tightly squeezed my neighbor's buttock. The semen seeped through the white panties to the outside. She ran her palm over the head, collecting the remaining semen, and let go of my cock. Then she immediately took off her panties, wiped her hand and her pussy with them, and then shoved them into my hand.
"I think I've paid?"
"Even too much."
I squeezed the wet panties and couldn't calm down from the orgasm.
"Want to cum inside me?" – she said, adjusting her robe.
"Yes, I really want to."
"I'm afraid my husband wouldn't like that," she laughed.
I hadn't thought about the husband. A mean act, but the pleasure I'd received had completely fogged my mind.
"But... it wasn't just me..." I began to justify myself.
"Calm down. It's okay. We have a specific relationship – that's personal, sorry. Nevertheless, you can only cum in my ass," she laughed again. "I don't want to get pregnant by you. Or in a condom, to the sound of my moans," she added in a quiet voice, letting out a moan and immediately laughing.
Dropping to my knees, I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her towards me. I buried my face in her crotch. Kissed through the robe, the smell of a woman was driving me crazy.
"You want me that much?"
"How could I not want you? You're beautiful!" I said and kissed.
She gently pushed me away, unbuttoned her robe, and asked me to lie on the bed. I took off all my clothes and lay on my back. Without a word, she lay down next to me, throwing one leg over mine, her hand again taking hold of my cock. Her lips pressed against mine. I felt the most tender touch, it shot right to the head of my cock. The arousal was at its peak. I felt the touch of her erect nipple, and her hair pleasantly covered our kiss. In my thoughts, I imagined entering her, spreading the walls of her vagina, wanting so badly to feel her warmth from the inside.
I came violently again, semen fell on my stomach. The sharp smell of semen hit my nose.
"You're a good inseminator! So much!" she admired.
She brought her hand to her mouth and licked some of the semen off her fingers. And then she kissed me deeply, and at that moment, with my tongue, I felt the salty taste. How awful! But how that kiss excited me. After massaging my balls, she got up, washed her hands, and left with the hairdryer in her hands.
In the morning, on the table, I saw the white panties she had left. They were crumpled, with traces of dried semen, the scent of the desired woman still faintly perceptible. I quickly got dressed and ran to my classes.
Leaving the building, I met the neighbor with her husband; they were standing by the car and talking animatedly about something. She followed me with her gaze, as if hinting – well, did you like it? Even her ringing laugh came alive in my memory.
A week passed. I was pining, couldn't settle down. Then I got the idea to find her social media page. And how surprised I was when I even found out where she worked. Insurance agent, Irina. Even the office address was listed. Lucky.
Literally the next day, after university, I ran to the neighbor's workplace. Entering the office, I looked around, closed the door from the inside, and locked it.
"Oh! Hi," she was slightly surprised.
"I can't take it anymore – I want you right here, right now!" I said, approaching her closely.
I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her sharply to me, then kissed her neck, started moving lower to her breasts. The blouse didn't hide her ample breasts; on the contrary, the unbuttoned top buttons offered a beautiful view. My hands wandered over her ass, involuntarily hiking up her skirt.
Irina turned around, hiked up her skirt, leaned her elbows on the table. A scene from an erotic film opened up before me. Slender legs in tights, translucent white panties, and the bulge between her legs that I desperately wanted to touch.
"Carefully, pull down the tights. Don't tear them!" she said.
I felt the warmth of her body, which dispelled fear and made the arousal stronger. I covered her tender butt with kisses, stroked between her legs, periodically running my fingers over the bulge under her panties.
"Already wet, darling, you can put your cock in me."
I pulled down her panties, running two fingers between her labia, felt the wetness. After removing everything unnecessary from myself, I immediately positioned my cock at her hole. Pressing slightly, the head spread her labia and I felt how I was already spreading the walls of her vagina. It was very wet, even pushing lubrication out. Increasing the rhythm, I pressed her forcefully against me each time, driving my cock as deep as possible. It seemed to me that sometimes I hit something. Most likely it was the cervix, which made Irina cry out a little. After a couple of minutes, I knew I was about to cum, so I started caressing the base of her clitoris.
The head seemed to swell even more, and the vaginal walls tightened. Literally a few thrusts and Irina went limp. She came. Immediately, I pulled out my cock, and semen shot onto Irina's ass and back.
I stepped back, gently stroking her thigh. Irina ran her fingers around her vagina, sometimes shuddering from the touch. The semen dripped down onto her panties, tights, and the floor.
Twenty minutes later, we tidied ourselves up, sat down satisfied on the small sofa near the table, and started a conversation.
"Next time, we should choose a different place," she began, smiling and placing her hand on my leg, closer to my still not fully soft cock.
"Sorry, but I was driven by passion for you. The desire to have sex."
"I adore sex, and I love it in different forms. Have you ever been with two girls?"
"No," I was surprised.
"I've been with two guys, and even more."
"But I definitely can't understand that right now," I said, placing my hand on her breast.
"I agreed under the influence of my ex. I desperately wanted something out of the ordinary and rough."
"And what was it like?"
"I prepared. I walked around with a butt plug at first. And then you sit on one cock with one hole, they insert another from behind into the second, and they even put one in your mouth. Then they suddenly lift you up, lay you down helplessly on your back on the guy who was just in your throat, now his cock, covered in spit, slides easily into your stretched hole. The second one positions himself at your pussy, and they plug your mouth again. Over time, discomfort overcomes you. After an orgasm, you don't want anything anymore. Sometimes I got aroused again. Maybe I came a couple of times, or even three, yes, three times. But afterwards, everything hurt terribly."
"I don't know, but I'm terribly aroused."
"For now, we need to decide on a place," Irina concluded.