Good Neighbor Sam

"Oh, Sam!" she cried out. "You're going to make me cum!"

I spent several more loving minutes on her breasts and could tell by her frantic quivering movements that she was coming. She gasped wildly as I fondled and suckled her perfect breasts.

"You are so beautiful, Tracey," I remarked as she settled back into my lap. "But don't worry because there is more to come!" I reached down to grab her by the hips and boosted her up and swung her around to the edge of the tub, placing her hot wet pussy right at mouth level. She looked down at me as I kissed my way up along the soft tender skin of her thigh.

"Eat my pussy, Sam!" she cried out. "Eat my wet pussy!"

I couldn't resist and buried my face in her tight little twat. She shaved her pussy but left a dainty little patch of downy fur on top. The rest was smooth and hot and ready for my tongue to perform. As with her breasts, there was a pale little triangle of flesh marking the shape of her tan line. Why I found it so exciting, I could not tell, but it drove me to lap at her pussy wildly. The outer lips of her pussy were thin making it easy to get my tongue to the inner lips. Her hard little clit was already protruding from its hood. I licked and kissed her hot tight little pussy. The taste of her sex was like a fresh sweet peach just picked from the tree. I clamped my mouth onto her, my tongue pressing deeply against her, licking madly.

"Jason never eats me like this! Oh, god! Eat my pussy, Sam! Oh! Oh! I want to come!"

Despite her urgent pleas, I took my time building her up. Noting her response to my every move, I lifted her up the ladder of love, one precious teasing step at a time. She leaned back onto the ledge of the tub, arching her back and thrusting her hips toward my face. One at a time, she brought her legs up and rested her thighs on my shoulders. Then she hooked her ankles together and dug her heels into my back to increase the pressure against my mouth. Her hot wet pussy was delicious and I nibbled gently on her clit. Suddenly with a gasp, she reached forward and grabbed me by the hair. It felt for a moment as if she was going to rip a handful of hair right off my head as she implored me to eat her out. Finally, I stepped up my tongue lashing to the maximum, stuffing two then three fingers up her pussy. I sucked her hooded tight little clit up into my mouth, pressing my tongue onto it and wiggling and moaning as I did her. I could feel the tingling spread from her pussy up through her body as a wave of climaxing passion rose up to consume her.

"Oh, my god!" she screamed. "I'm coming!"

With a final thrust against my face she broke through and collapsed on top of me, draping her spent body over my head and shoulders. I slowly released her and began to gently rub her quivering body as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh, girl," I whispered. "I just love your pussy!"

I eased her off the ledge of the tub and she slipped back down into the bubbling water.

"Now it's my turn to do you," she whispered breathlessly. Her eyes opened widely with a startling look of desire that fanned out over her pretty face. This was no look of innocence, but that of a mature and seasoned longing. "Sam, I want to suck your cock!"

"Jason says I'm not too good at this so I hope you like it," she said sounding almost apologetic.

"Almost like eating an ice cream cone," I cracked. "Just start with a kiss and a few licks. But don't forget to use your hands."

I sat up on the ledge as she kissed her way down my body, until her mouth hovered over my cock. She grabbed and stroked it gently with one hand while fondling my balls with the other. She slipped down between my legs, her breasts pressing against my thighs. Slowly she blew her hot breath against the tip of my cock, her fingers creeping up my chest and making a slow circle of my nipples with each sharp fingernail. Her warm breath continued down the length of my cock, her sparkling dark eyes continuing to look up at me. Slowly her tongue slithered out and the very tip traced down the taut stretch of skin that separates my balls, making them twitch. Then her tongue curled and washed the underside of my balls, curling enough to draw one to her mouth, her lips enveloping it with the warmth and wetness of her hungry mouth. She pulled back slightly letting it pop from her mouth only to suck in the other one, After rolling her tongue all around it, she opened her mouth and released it, letting her teasing breath trace a path back up.

Her fingernails raked down my chest toward my hips, finally lowering her head to engulf the head of my cock in her mouth. Her tongue began an assault against the slit, searching for a taste of my precum, her fingernails digging into my hips as her tongue circled the head and flickered on the tight patch of skin that connected the head and the shaft on the underside. Raking her fingernails down to my thighs, suddenly and without warning she buried me in her throat, until the head banged the back. Then her throat snapped around me, tugging me as she swallowed, each gulp a furious and angry milking of the head. Then, she began to purr deep in her throat causing an intense vibration to rock through the shaft flow all the way down to my balls. Then she began to make love to me with her mouth, her tongue all over me, her lips tugging and teasing as she made her mouth a tight wet pussy. My fingers laced through her hair as she sucked me tightly.

"Oh, my god, girl!" I moaned encouragingly. "Just like that! Suck my cock!"

She began to bob her head up and down matching the movement of her hands and mouth. I resisted the urge to thrust my cock up into her mouth and instead let her take the lead. I brought a hand down to her head and brushed a few strands of wet hair from her face. She began to moan as she sucked me, gently rotating her mouth a little as she bobbed up and down. She brought her head up all the way and let my stiff cock pop out of her mouth but kept stroking it firmly.

"You can't tell me you aren't any good at this, Tracey," I called out.

She gave me a flirty little smile that told me she had been joking with me and then went back down on me, working more eagerly that before. She took a few licks up and down the entire length of the shaft, doing some circle on the head and then licking her way back down to my balls. She sucked each one into her mouth again teasing them with her tongue, all the while stroking my cock with her firm grip.

"Okay," I said, finally pulling her up from the water. "I want to make love to you now!"

She climbed up onto my lap and her hot wet pussy found my cock ready for action. It took very little effort for me to slip inside her as she slowly took every inch of my hard wet cock inside her. I reeled from the spectacular and breathtaking feeling of moving so slowly up inside her warm wet pussy. With my hands reaching around to hold and guide her ass, she grabbed me by the shoulders and began to bounce up and down. I flicked my tongue out to eagerly lap at her gorgeous breasts as they bobbed in front of me.

"Oh, yes!" she cried out. "But I just don't want you to love me, I want you to fuck me!"

Her breathing and moans increased in tempo. The movement of her tight little pussy was working on me as well. The sensations she brought were beyond what I had ever known with my ex-wife or any other woman that I could remember. My eyes closed and my head fell backward in ecstasy as every luscious feeling swept over me. The sound of her moans and our splashing in the bubbling water grew louder and more frequent and I had to look back at this wonderful vision of sexual pleasure, this beautiful girl with the gorgeous breasts and the tight little pussy riding me like a bareback rider on a wild stallion. She finally began to slow down.

"Oh, god! I've got to catch my breath!" she exclaimed between heavy breaths.

"Here! Let's try this," I suggested pulling her up and off of my long stiff cock and turning her around.

She completed turning around and sat back down on me, the wonderful curves of her backside facing me. Her pussy sucked my cock up entirely inside of her. I reached around to cup her breasts as she rode me. Our movement together began to grow wilder with each stroke. Soon I found my hips bouncing up off the ledge as I began to stand and drive my cock home, her firm ass slapping back against my belly. She began to lean forward and reached out to hold onto the tub across from her. The added leverage helped her push back against me.

"How's this?" she asked her voice turning husky.

"I think my cock loves your pussy!" I cried out, the waves of pleasure making my voice hoarse with passion.

"This feels so good!" she cried. "Let's not stop!"

Our hot wet bodies splashed around in the tub. A couple of times when my dick popped out of her, it slipped back inside as if it had a mind of its own. I grabbed her by the hips and began to pound her harder.

"Oh, yeah!" she cried out in reply to my thrusting. "Fuck me harder! Oh, yeah! Just like that!"

As we frantically moved together in this passionate moonlit dance, I reached around with my fingers and rubbed her clit lightly. I thought she was going to leap out of her skin as she came quickly. She stood up and reached back to grab me by the ass. I waited for her orgasm to subside for a moment and then began some long slow smooth strokes in and out. Very long, very slow, and very smooth, I pushed my cock into her and then out. But as good as that felt, we were soon picking up the pace and fucking like wild dogs. Her tight little pussy brought wild sensation after sensation to me. I could feel my desire for her growing and didn't want this to stop.

Finally she stood up again and grabbed onto me. "Let's go inside!" she insisted.

We quickly climbed out of the tub and hurried through the patio door into the house. As she held up to turn on a light, I stepped right up behind her and my stiff prick found its way between the cheeks of her ass and nosed toward her pussy.

"My god, do you ever stop?" she said with a little laugh.

"Don't you want me to keep it up?" I replied.

I didn't give her a chance to answer and held her as my hips thrust forward, rubbing the head of my cock on her pussy, nearly slipping up inside her. She tried pulling away, but I held onto her and continued to rub myself on her wet pussy. In the soft lamplight, I could see the large plush sofa next to us and it beckoned to me. Bringing my hands around to her shoulders, I pushed her forward and she fell onto the cushions, turning her head back around looking somewhat surprised. She turned around onto her back and looked wide-eyed up at me as I approached, my cock glistening in the light just inches from her body. I knew she could see the look of passion in my eyes as I pulled her legs apart and knelt between them. She tried to push away, a look of fright crossing her face.

"Sam, are you okay?" she asked in a soft little girl kind of voice.

"I'm doing great," I replied as I reached down to take hold of her by the hips.

Pressing my cock up into her pussy, I grabbed her hands and held them above her head. She began to struggle a bit as if to try and break free from my grasp, but I held her fast and began to work my cock in and out of her. My kisses began to fall hard and rough on her neck and shoulders. My teeth nibbled on her ear lobe.

"Sam, I think you should stop, now," she said in a pleading little voice. "You're kind of scaring me."

I chuckled devilishly and began to move against her harder and harder. I pinned her down against the sofa, holding her hands tightly by the wrists above her head with one hand as I moved my other hand down over her body, cupping her lovely little breasts and gently pinching the nipples. I began to thrust my cock harder and deeper up inside her. She was struggling more noticeably against me now, a vague look of fright in her eyes, yet the response of her body told me something quite different.

"I think you should stop, Sam," she called out louder.

I couldn't believe the urgent feeling growing inside me, as if every little protest of hers made me desire her more. Did she really want me to stop or did she really want me to take her more forcibly. I knew that she felt my resolve as I pressed down upon her, but she struggled to free her wrists from my grasp. She tried to push me away, but I grabbed her wrists again and brought them down, pinning them underneath her. She tried moving against me with her legs, but only ended up forcing me more deeply into her body. As I moved in and out of her, she began to moan and writhe wildly.

"Mmm, Sam," she moaned loudly, beginning to yield to the urgency in the way I held her. "Oh, Sam."

"You are mine tonight, Tracey," I said firmly. My body was hard and tense; my hand moved over her, making each part of her it touched my own.

"Oh, Sam," she cried, as her struggling began to turn to movements of passion. "Oh, god. I'm so turned on!"

Securing her hands behind her back, I pressed myself down against her body, my mouth kissing her neck and shoulders, my teeth grazing along her neck. Her eyes closed as her head swung gently from side to side, reeling in the feelings I was working so hard to create inside her. I continued to thrust my cock up inside her, a new wave of sensation sweeping over her as I moved up inside, deeper and deeper.

"Mmm! Oh, Sam," she cried louder.

My arms wrapped around her body, and I was sure that she could feel the strength of my body moving against hers, the raw desire as I thrust deeper and deeper. I nibbled on her ear, on her neck. Without letting my cock slip out of her, I got up on my knees, grabbing her hips and pulling her body up with me. I grabbed her long legs and held them up as I continued to plunge my cock madly into her pussy. I wanted every thrust to tell her of my passion, of the deep, strong desire I felt for her. Her eyes opened up wide and I was sure that she could see the passion in my eyes, feel it in the sweat that dripped down onto her writhing body.

Harder and faster and stronger I moved, her hot wet pussy squeezing my hard cock. I grabbed her long legs, raised them up and bent them up and back toward her shoulders as I continued to thrust my cock deep inside her. Every time she protested seemed to urge me farther onward, and I sensed in a very primitive way that she was enjoying it.

"Stop, Sam!" she called out, her soft voice heavy with passion. "No, Sam. Please don't."

But every time she said "Stop or " "No" my thrusting grew stronger and harder and more urgent. I thought of the other times I had seen her around her parent's house, usually when she was visiting around holidays, in a lovely sweater set at Christmas, in a short little sundress on Memorial Day, and I now remembered how I had wanted her then, but hadn't considered it because of her age. I could feel this strong desire as I pressed forward into her limber young body. I realized that I had wanted to be with her and now that it had happened, I would not be denied. I wanted her so badly tonight. As I pressed forward, her knees nearly bumping up against her shoulders, my cock burying itself deep inside her, I saw the fearful expression in her eyes begin to melt, stroke by stroke. She no longer was trying to push me away, but was moving toward a climax of her own.

"Oh, Sam," she moaned. "I'm so close!"

I could feel the tension building in her body now as she wiggled beneath me, each movement heightening her impending pleasure. "Do you want to come, Tracey?" I asked wickedly, slowing down slightly.

"Please, Sam!" she pleaded.

"Do feel me inside you, Tracey, do you feel my hard cock thrusting up inside you tonight? Can you feel me ready to explode?"

"Oh, yes, Sam!"

"Oh, god, Tracey! Feel me Baby!" I shouted out as I began to move as hard and fast as I could.

"Sam!" she cried, her body writhing under mine now as I pressed my body down upon hers.

My arms wrapped around her tightly and I held her body hard and fast to me. My last urgent thrusts of passion brought me closer and closer. "Do you want to feel me explode inside you, Tracey?"

"Oh, god, I need to," she cried out urgently. "Tell me I can!"

"I need to feel you come, Tracey," I grunted loudly. "I desire you so much, I want you to feel me release inside you, feel it Baby! Feel my love and passion, Baby! I never want to stop!"

"Mmm," she moaned, her body writhing with passion, her pussy gripping me tightly as rocked her hips as much as she could.

"Oh, god, Baby. I want so much to feel your body as you come," I groaned.

"Please tell me I can right now! Please!"

"Come for me, Baby," I cried out.

"Ooh, Sam!" she shouted, her body shaking crazily.

"Are you ready for me to come in you, Baby?"

"Sam!" she cried out.

We both must have felt my cock bury itself deep inside her as my cum shot up inside her trembling, shaking body. My arms pulled her tightly to me as I thrust. She quivered and moaned and called out my name again and again and again. With a final thrust I collapsed on top of her and she moved her legs back down to the sofa. She wrapped her arms around me and she grazed her nails lightly up and down my back.

"Mmm, Sam! That was so intense!"

My mouth sought out hers and we kissed wildly and madly. My hands brushed away the hair that was matted on her cheek. I could feel her trim body quiver, as we lay so close in the throes of this crazy passion.

"How did you know that I wanted you to take me like that?" she asked, finally breaking the silence.

"I didn't," I laughed, kissing her wet lips again. "I just wanted you."

"Mmm, Sam. I want you to do whatever you want to me, even if I tell you 'no', okay?"

"That's a dangerous statement to make, Tracey."

"Why should it be?"

"Because I can think of doing a thousand different things to you tonight and every night and day for the next month."

After we had caught our breath, we got up from the sofa and got something to drink in the kitchen. It seemed so natural to be there with her, leaning up against the counter naked, sipping a refreshing drink. We embraced and kissed. I let my hands wander up and down her body, teasing her firm little tits. She let her hands wander over my backside, finally digging her nails into the cheeks of my ass. All of our touching and kissing began to have an effect on me, and my cock began to wedge its way up between our bellies.

"Looks like someone needs some attention," she said with a smirk, and fell to her knees to take me into her mouth again.

"Mmm," she moaned as she took me deep inside her mouth. But as soon as I had regained a healthy erection, she rose up and pulled me by the dick toward the stairs. "I want to do it on my parent's bed."

"You sure?"

She simply looked at me with a "What a stupid question" expression in her eyes. Leading me into her parent's bedroom, she reclined on the bed and spread her legs invitingly. Grabbing my cock, she pulled me down to her, guiding me inside her hot pink pussy. I began to move my cock in and out of her pussy slowly, using long smooth strokes. Laid out on the bed before me, she was a perfect vision of lust and passion to me, her long brunette hair having fallen loose from the pins that had once held it tightly, her nicely tanned body with the teasing little patches of pale flesh spread out before me.

I grabbed her legs and flung them up and hooked her ankles on my shoulders. She was trying to watch me as she had said, but would occasionally close her eyes and lick her lips. Our eyes locked up in a long gaze. Her dark eyes looked at me intently as if trying to peer inside me. It was a look of passion and desire, a look of her complete surrender to me sexually. Even though her body would respond to each thrush of my hips, her eyes never left mine. Her breasts bobbed in concert with our movements, her brunette hair was fully undone and flowing over the pillows, and her tight little pussy was bringing me closer to the brink of another orgasm. As long and wild as we had been a few minutes before, this was short and sweet.