Little Treat for My Neighbor

Walking out onto my back lawn, I surveyed the open empty spot and inhaled the fresh air. Decked out in my new black bikini, I laid down a red blanket on the ground and chucked my book on top of it. Looking around, I figured that since Mrs. Ginley, my neighbor, was out for the weekend, and I can't seem to spot that other odd man next to my house, it must've been empty.

I never did like tan lines so I laid down on my stomach and undid the strings of my bikini and pulled down the barely-covering bottoms I had, tossing them aside.

It was thrilling, being exposed like this, risking others to see me. As weird as it was for me to admit, I liked the idea of perhaps someone happening across me when I was in the nude.

My body was average although I was on the shorter side but I had great tits - or at least the guys I've been with said so - with my C cups. Although I wasn't too fit, I had a curvy body that could turn heads.

Pushing in my earbuds into my ear, I played a song, closed my eyes and enjoyed the breeze and sunshine.

Little did I know, my odd neighbor just happened to be looking down from the second story floor.

- - -

Thomas Prism was a widower and he's been without female contact for so long. Indeed he truly missed it but it might've been because he wasn't ready yet.

However, there was something about his neighbor. Annalise. He met her once when he came home from work at the same time she did and they waved at each other. Annalise was at the young age of 25 while he was almost three times her age. But he couldn't help but observe her exquisite qualities.

Sometimes, he would catch her skipping down the sidewalk to get her mail in her see-through nightie. Her luscious golden hair begging to be yanked flowing carelessly behind her. Those beautiful breasts bouncing up and down as she moved. And of course, those full pink lips that would look perfect wrapped around his cock.

But he was always too afraid to approach her directly.

Thomas was cleaning up his bedroom, packing up the last of his boxes. He had planned to move to a smaller place - an apartment - to save money. Then as if sensing something interesting calling for him from below, he peeked out the window. His gorgeous neighbor was lying down on the grass and it didn't look like she was wearing anything.

Something nagged on the back of his mind then. His pants tightened in anticipation when she started to shift around. Then she did what he had hoped for her to do. She flipped onto her back, exposing the curves of her breast and sweet, trimmed pussy to the world.

He almost instantly began panting and his hand absentmindedly went to his khakis. Although he wasn't exactly fit with a slight beer belly, Thomas looked pretty young for his age and that certainly didn't stop the ladies from coming on to him.

But he never expected the stir of excitement inside of him to see his neighbor in such a condition. He licked his lips hungrily and kept watch of his little neighbor.

- - -

I had this odd tingling feeling, like I was being watched. My breasts grew heavy as my nipples perked up, alert to the unfound-attention. My pussy muscles tightened down below and made me groan, itching for me to touch it.

Since I haven't touched myself in a while, I craved the release desperately. Ignoring it for now, I grabbed my sunblock and applied some on my front but I couldn't quite get my back.

Grunting in aggravation, I didn't notice the footsteps approaching behind me. When a warm hand touched my shoulder, I shrieked but when I turned, it was only my neighbor. Thomas.

Even though he was 60 something, I couldn't help but notice his rugged good looks even with the white hair - hell, it made him look even more distinguished.

I scanned his body from head to toe. Some people might find the slightly protruding belly a bit offensive, but I found myself turned on. I liked the thought of a heavier man being on top of me, crushing me beneath his weight as he pushed his fat cock inside me. Then I went down to his pants and noticed the tent. Licking my dry lips unconsciously, I even forgot that I was still naked.

Tugging out my earphones, I looked up at him, "Mr. Thomas? Is there anything I can help you with?"

He seemed to contemplate the question for a second. "No, nothing. I thought you could use my help instead actually." He gestured to the bottle of sunblock.

When I looked down, I realized that my breasts were hanging openly and tried to cover it somewhat even though I was thrilled at the fact that he was watching me. His black eyes staying fixated on my breasts.

"Don't worry about covering it up. You look beautiful," he smiled assuringly.

I smiled warmly back and relaxed slightly, handing him the bottle of sunblock. He took it from my hands as I laid back down on my stomach.

His large hands then moved and spread the thick cream onto my back, moving slowly up and down my spine, tracing the line and also massaging my shoulders and my sides. I sighed contentedly and gave in to his touch. Then he moved downwards towards my ass, so close but then went back up. He continued to tease me like that, each time getting closer to my ass than the previous time.

Then finally his calloused, but smooth due to the oil, hands caressed my ass and cupped it slightly. He moved his hand in between the crack and I tensed. He massaged my ass slowly, urging me to calm down and I obliged.

His touch travelled down my legs, massaging my thighs up and down and when he touched my inner thigh, I jumped slightly. I've never really been touched like this before, so intimately. My first time was far too rough and too fast. His repeated touch on my inner thigh made my pussy clench and sent fire straight down to my core.

Then he went higher and higher until he lightly grazed my lips. Oh God. I let out an audible, soft moan which made him stop for a moment before he continued on. He repeated it over and over, lightly touching the folds but not diving in.

I squirmed beneath his touch, pushing his hand deeper into me. He finally caved and slipped a finger inside of me. I was slick, wet and ready for him. My folds engulfed his finger and he curled up a finger inside of me. I groaned as he pulled out his finger and pushed it in again. I could hear my eager pants as he continued his slow torture while moving his hands up and down my back sensuously.

Then he slid another finger in. His hot breath close to my ear as he whispered, "Is this okay?"

When he twisted both fingers inside, I let out a cry, "God, yes!"

I sensed his smirk as he continued to do so. Then without a warning, he flipped me onto my back. I was looking up at him, his silhouette under the sun. I gulped as his hands moved up from my hips up to my breasts, grazing the side of it. I relished in his touch when he finally cupped my breasts and squeezed them lightly. He bent down and took a nipple into his mouth and I arched into his touch, shuddering in delight. His fingers were still moving inside me and his other free hand went up to pinch my nipple between his forefinger and thumb. It sent a jolt of pain through me but it was the accepted kind of pain. The kind of pain that fueled by libido.

His tongue flicked my bud then swirled around it, teasing me slowly. Then he moved his face up and kissed me slowly on the lips then harder, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and joining in a battle for power. Fuck, this man was good.

Thomas continued his movements, sending more waves of pleasure crashing onto me. I was so close. So damn close. My muscles tightened and my body tingled all over.

Then it was gone.

He had backed away from me with a small smile. "You're kidding me," I threw an arm over eyes. "Please, please, please."

"Patience, sweetheart." His deep voice sounded next to me. I heard the sound of a zipper so I flung my arm away just as he pushed his cock deep inside of me.

I cried out in surprise and also the pain from the stretch of his huge prick. He was at least ten inches long and his dick was thick. He stayed there, moaning, waiting for my pussy to adjust to his size. And when it did, he slowly slid in and out of me.

Flopping back down, I accepted the intrusion of his cock inside of me, enjoying the shots of pain mixed with pleasure that it sent through me. His grunts became more increased as my pants did.

His pace quickened, his balls slapping against my thighs, fucking me over and over. The sound of the smacks drove me faster into my release. It all built up and the tension inside my pussy was driving me insane. And then... it was pure bliss. I came with a loud cry just as he finished off with a few more thrusts. I could feel his hot cum spurting inside of me, filling me completely, claiming me.

He dropped on top of me and that was it. I was taken. God, he was experienced and so fucking good.

"How was it?" He asked, pushing and hovering above me, moving strands of wet hair away from my face. "I hope I didn't disappoint."

I let out a tired laugh. "Not. At. All. God, that was so good. If I knew I've been living next door to a sex god all this time, I would never leave my house. Or yours."

He chuckled. "Good to know. I was actually planning to move out—"

"Please don't!" I complained.

"Nah, I think I changed my mind. There might be something worth staying for here."