My Hot Neighbour

Once she threw the clothes away, she sat still for a moment, bare-assed with open thighs to show me her beautiful and glistening pussy. During that moment, I smelled the first whiff of her pungent pussy scent, and I didn't look away from her cunt as I did that. Soon, the air around us was filled with her strong and sweet scent. My eyes rolled back into my head, and while I was letting her provoking pussy scent make me reel with its earthiness, she unclasped her bra from behind, and her big plump tits were in my face again. That time I could do all I wanted with them, and I had no other intentions than to do just that. So I grabbed her left breast with my right hand to fondle it while I desperately sucked on the right one with my impatient mouth.

"Bite it," she moaned when I swirled my tongue around her sumptuous nipple, and for a moment I wondered if it was okay to hurt her like that.

I was used to doing what she was asking of me. My girlfriend and I were really kinky and often I got carried away doing that kind of stuff. That was my concern. Nancy was probably going to regret asking me to do that, and even if she wasn't going to regret it, I just wasn't comfortable doing it to her the first time we were going to have sex

"Bite me," she said again, her voice a mournful whisper. I finally gave up trying to be nice and I closed my mouth around her nipple. When she felt the pain of my bite, she loudly moaned. It was almost a scream. The next few times I did it with some tenderness while her hands felt me all over, but she didn't like it for long. "Harder," she forced and I was already getting carried away, so I did just that.

After a while I began swapping her tits, biting one while my hand was pinching the other, and she let out joyful sounds which motivated me to keep going. It took me a couple of minutes to move on from that, and when I began raising my head towards her face, leaving a trail of kisses from her breasts upwards, she brought her face down to meet mine. Soon, our lips were touching, then our tongues were exploring deep into the opposite mouth, and I began to caress her body with my hands as I kept kissing her. The experience was electrifying, and if I wasn't too keen to make her come before sex just like she did to me, I would've brought up my body and entered my shaft inside of her during our passionate kiss.

But I knew she wasn't going to last long with the way she was panting hard and desperately clutching me. So another minute, or so, of waiting before burying my cock deep inside of her pussy wasn't going to hurt that much. After having that thought, I also thought about starting to kiss my way down to her snatch because eating her pussy was going to make her come quicker.

Letting my right hand lead the way before my mouth followed seemed to be a good way to get her ready, and she parted her legs slightly when she felt my hand approaching her pussy. Our tongues were still trapped in each other's mouths, and we kept it that way until the moment I felt her pubic hair on the tip of my middle finger. I was close. I was almost there, and realising that made both of us break the kiss. She didn't tell me, but it was obvious, and I also felt her anticipation with the way she stopped breathing.

Two more inches, I was finally in contact with her pussy lips and she gasped hard before she held her breath again. She was already soaking wet, and that quickly became the same for my fingers when I started rubbing them on her slit, and she began grinding on my hand the moment I toyed with her clit for the first time.

"Yes, harder," she moaned when my lips found hers again and a moment later it became impossible to keep kissing her as she began to continuously moan to the way I was rubbing her pussy. So I let go of her lips and started kissing her neck instead.

My hand didn't stop rubbing her pussy. I began doing it more passionately, and her breath became heavy and shallow. I kept going like that for some time, and when she felt my finger entering her pussy for the first time, she stopped breathing for a moment. After she gasped, I pushed it in hard until it sunk to the hilt, and she let out a high-pitched moan from the forceful intrusion.

A second finger quickly followed the first one inside of her pussy, and she held her breath and gasped just like she did when the first finger entered her. But that time she didn't moan because I didn't push it in with force. I gently did it, and after the second finger was buried inside of her to the hilt just like the first one, I felt her pussy muscles clenching me.

She did that a few times over a few seconds, but when I began fucking my fingers in and out of her snug clasping hole, she began rocking her waist to grind on my fingers instead. I felt her get wetter with each successive finger fuck, and just as she started to lose control, I pulled out my drenched fingers from her cunt and made the both of us taste the sweetness of her pussy.

She opted to keep sucking on my fingers for an extended period and while she was moaning from doing that. I went for her breasts again, leaving a gap between her cunt and my thigh which she was grinding on. That didn't last for long. She quickly raised her butt, closing the gap again to put her crotch back on my thigh. Once she achieved that, she began grinding on me again.

She was wilder that time, and I let her enjoy herself while I switched between her tits, sucking and biting on each nipple, and squeezing the unoccupied breast at the same time as I sucked on the other one. Her orgasm kept nearing, and that showed with the ever increasing desperation she was grinding on my thigh with. I wanted my mouth to be on the lips of her pussy the moment she was going to start shuddering with her orgasm. So I stopped kissing her tits to start kissing her down her stomach, on my way down to her pussy.

She anticipated what was coming next, and she pushed me off of her to assume a more comfortable position. When she was settled, my mouth continued going for her pussy. I parted her pussy lips with my right hand first, exposing the pink flesh that was underneath her pussy folds, and once I was close enough, I stuck out my tongue to give her clit the first lick. She squirmed and combed my hair with her fingers, showing how much that felt delicious. But I wasn't even started yet. I was about to make her levitate and moan in a way she'd never done before, and a second lick to her clit proved how right I was.

She ecstatically moaned, her butt coming up to put more pressure on my tongue with her clit. I could've kept making her moan like that by licking her clit, but the juices that were oozing out of her sex, which was also warming up my chin with heat that was radiating from there, were inviting me. Ignoring that was impossible. So I removed my tongue from her clitoris and then I slid downwards to lick her slit. When I ran my tongue on her slit the first few times, she moaned and squirmed more than she was doing before, and as I started working a nice rhythm on her, the moans got wilder.

Things got intense with me, too, because of her sweet-tasting cunt juice. I began lapping away at her cunt frenziedly, and I would've loved for that to last a while. Her orgasm didn't let me have that fun for long, though, because her body suddenly started shaking violently, making her throw her feet all over the place.

They rubbed my back. Sometimes she even gave me hard kicks, or just shook them wildly in the air while her left hand was firmly grabbing the side of the couch. At the same time, her right hand was combing through my hair roughly until the moment she toned it down a little and just held the back of my head.

Her legs were still wildly kicking around everywhere, though. But I also toned it down a little with the licking because I thought she wanted that as her orgasm was dying away. She didn't, and she let me know that when she moaned, "Don't stop." I did as she wanted and I only stopped when she did. After that I thought she was going to need some time to recover from the orgasm, but she immediately started begging for my dick. "Give it to me, Chuck? Put that dick inside of me now," she moaned and I obligingly stood up and positioned myself between her parted legs.

Her face was sweaty with hair all over it, and after I put my dick on her quivering pussy, I let it stay there for a moment as I gazed at the look on her face. In less than a moment she proved how much she couldn't wait to have me inside of her when she brought up her ass, sinking the head of my cock into her snug warm cunt.

After that I pushed in the whole length, slowly savouring each inch of soft cunt flesh that I parted as I got in, and as her ass went down with the thrust, I also lowered my body on top of her. My T-shirt, which I was still wearing, got in the way of things a little after I was balls deep inside of her and she quickly took it off to fix the distraction. We were entirely skin on skin after that, and as I started shafting and kissing her sweet-scented skin, my tempo increased with each successive stroke I pushed into her. Her bucking soon couldn't keep up with my speed.

"Ah," I groaned when she put her lips on my neck, biting me slightly for a moment before she started kissing me. Her hair was still wet as we fucked, and I liked and enjoyed how it felt in my hands whenever I pulled on it.

"Oh, yes," she moaned when I stopped fucking her to bite on her neck, too. "Don't stop...fuck me... harder," she panted after I began paying more attention to kissing her, but as her last word left her lips, my hips started rocking to continue building up a pace on her. She panted some more. "Yeah... Fuck me... Fuck my pussy hard," she moaned after a while and I slightly picked up my tempo, but not too much, though, because I wanted the round to last longer. "Fuck my pussy hard, you son of a bitch," she cussed with some urgency a few moments later and I didn't do as she wanted right away. "Ride me like a whore, you son of a bitch," she cussed again an instant later and that was it.

"You want me to ride you like a whore? Let me ride you like a whore!" I grunted when I suddenly increased my pace to a speed I knew we were barely going to keep up for long before coming.

"Oh fuck—yes—fuck—oh fuck," she moaned as I brutally pumped her wet cunt, making her body jerk wildly, and soon she clutched my body tightly. "Ah... don't slow down. Chuck, I'm coming again!" she screamed and I felt my sperm queuing out of my balls just after she said that. I naturally increased my pace and I tightly wrapped my hands around her body like she was doing to mine.

Her orgasm came first, and a little while after she began shuddering wildly like she did the previous time, I began filling her pussy with cum. My dick jerked as much as her cunt walls clutched and milked me. For a couple of seconds we were truly in another world as we both had quite delicious orgasms. After I was done emptying my load inside of her pussy, I collapsed on top of her, then on my side and we lay there panting for a couple of minutes.

"That was insane," I said a few moments after catching my breath and she turned her head, got up on my belly and then she kissed me. "Is this round two?" I asked when she paused and my dick was getting hard already. That surprised me for a moment. Judging by the amount of sperm I shot out during my last orgasm and the one before it, I thought the little man was going to require a few minutes to spend fast asleep. On second thought, I realised that I shouldn't have been surprised by the fact that my dick didn't need any recovery time at all. There was something about Nancy and her curves that just made it clear that for a very long time that day, my cock wasn't going to get soft in her naked presence.

My best friend, Joe, thought I was supposed to be ashamed of myself for infatuating on Nancy like I did because I had a stunning girlfriend who usually fucked me lights out. I felt that way, too, sometimes, but Nancy just had curves any man could die for. She didn't have a man in her life, though, and at first when I put that together with her tattoo, I thought those were the reasons I was crushing on her so much. I had an awful weakness when it came to edgy and available women. But it wasn't that. There was more to her and my infatuation than just that, and to be frank, the tattoo she had looked cripplingly sexy on her lower back, but it didn't really suit her character.

She was one of those always-busy-and-no-bullshit women, the archetypal career-oriented person, and earlier on that day, I actually got surprised to find out that she could spend the day at home on a Tuesday. From what I learnt during the month we'd been living in the same building, her job was her life, even on some weekends. According to her, it was also the reason she never got time to date. I obviously thought it was luck the moment she told me that. What sane man wouldn't instantly see possibilities when they learn that a sexy thirty-something woman who lived behind the door opposite to his, had no man in her life?

A broken faucet, or any other handy-job every guy worth carrying a cock and a pair of balls dangling between his legs could do in an emergency, had just become mine. I didn't need a surgeon's brain to figure that out, and it also got written all over her expression the moment I told her that I was going to be working from home most of the time. In random emergencies like broken faucets and a guy fixing it for his single and hot neighbour, I always put my money on clichés. So I was almost certain that being randy and being handy were two things that were going to happen one day at the same time.

For me, every time I was going to be called to fix something for her, I was going to feel randy while being handy, and I realised that when my mind kept registering her as my hot neighbour, even though she had already told me that her name was Nancy. In all honesty, and fairness, and reality, considering what she was wearing the first day we met, I couldn't have come up with any other nickname. I was moving in, and she came to help me unpack while wearing a white tank top without a bra, and I could easily make out the huge circles of her areolas. Her nipples poked hard on the fabric like they were erect, and my cock tingled to that sight. I knew her nipples weren't hard, though, and the thought of how they would've looked like erect almost gave me a boner.

When we finished unpacking what I thought was enough for a first night in a new place, we sat down together on the stools on my kitchen island. The way she quickly pulled down her top to cover her tattoo as she sat down showed that she didn't want anyone to notice it. She might've been fast with her hand, but she wasn't fast enough for my prying eyes, and that moment was also the one I first had the feeling that she was going to let me fuck her if we were to have more chances to spend more time together.

Earlier, before I went knocking on her door and ended up watching a movie with her, I almost lost that feeling when she used exaggerated gratitude to thank me for a few eggs I gave her. Not saying anything about that was going to risk making us the kind of neighbours who were too nice to say anything other than inflated words of gratitude every time we were going to do something nice for each other. I wanted to help her with some eggs again, and maybe carry her grocery bags some other day, and instead of getting a mighty thank you which ruined chances of getting anything else other than that, I wanted to get an invitation for a drink in her place.

To avoid another situation where she wasn't going to find the need to bring up the more casual and cool side of her (just like she did when she showed up looking for some eggs), after she showed too much gratitude, I had to say, "You're making it sound like I saved you from being hit by a train."

"You could've, but I don't think I would've been half this thankful," she made light of my statement and we briefly laughed. It was all good, though. I could tell she'd really got the message that we weren't supposed to be overly nice to each other, but just casual, and I almost couldn't believe that it was barely four hours ago as I looked up at her beautiful face which had her enchanting smile stretching across it. "Yeah, second round in the bedroom. I want you to fuck me with that big cock on the bed this time. C'mon," she said as she stood up from the couch where she was still laying on top of me, and I stood up, too, to follow her to the bedroom. Watching her ass sway as she walked made my cock grow harder, and almost halfway towards her bedroom, my cum started to drip out of her cunt, flowing down her thighs. "Oh my gosh! When was the last time you had sex, Chuck?" she exclaimed with surprise, wiping off the jizz that was leaking out of her pussy the moment she saw it. "I've been out of the game for more than a year, but I think this is too much cum for someone who has regular sex," she giggled afterwards and I just smiled as I wrapped my arms around her to squeeze her tits. My erect cock pushed hard into the crack of her ass when I did that, and that prompted her to say, "You are not getting soft, too. Don't get me wrong, because I'm actually flattered, and what I mean is I don't expect to turn on a guy your age that much. I—"

"Are you kidding me? You are one of the hottest human beings I've ever seen," I suddenly interrupted her and she glanced to the side with a shy smile, obviously because of what I'd just said. Following that, she wiggled out of my embrace and walked a few steps away, leaving me standing alone. I kept standing and didn't follow her because I wanted my eyes to look at her butt to see her tattoo as she walked away.

"Is that the reason you check out my ass every time we meet?" she asked with a flirty tone, as she turned around to face me and peer down at my angry boner. I gladly admitted.

"Yeah, and I'm just intrigued by your tattoo. You're like this seriously kickass businesswoman, and your type is the last I would expect to get a tattoo, especially on that spot." That sounded too fanatical and I would've started feeling embarrassed for myself if she didn't start laughing.

"I got it when I was nineteen. I was wild those days," she informed me with a naughty smile.

"What happened to you then?" I made it sound like she had changed her character for the worse, and I did that as I took another good look at her huge sashaying ass. She was facing ahead and walking again. A few moments later, both my hands were on her lower back, partially covering her tattoo as I pounded her from behind, just like I fantasised before actually doing it, and till we were tired of fucking, I managed to act out other fantasises I had of her before we started fucking. When I finally left her place with a promise of a more exciting experience the next day we were going to fuck, I knew I was going to have an opportunity to make more fantasises a reality until they were all exhausted.