Spying on my Parents' Sexy Neighbor Pt. 03

She slid in on top of me and pulled her legs under the sheets. "First rule, If you need to call out, use my name Lisa and I'll call you by your full name of Douglas. Outside of this were Doug and mom."

She reached up wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer for a kiss. Her tongue felt warm and wet against my lips, after a second of reluctance I open my lips and touched the tip of her tongue with mine.

She pulled away from me and said, "I've been lying, the manual, work, the horror movies, those aren't to distract me from missing the parties."

Looking back, there are days where I question how smart I really am. "What do you mean?" I said.

She put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me into her. Her tongue lashed out and forced itself between my lips. Passionate and frantic, the untamed waters of lust flooded over the dam.

"Fuck me," she said. Her mouth returned to mine and our tongues explored each other again.

She pulled away from me and said, "Douglas, this time focus on the rhythm, not too fast, not too slow. Pay attention to what my body's telling you."

She put her thumb under a strap of her baby doll and said. "I know you like tearing things off but take it easy on this one, I'd like to wear it more than once. One last thing, no tongue this time."

She wanted me to use my head to think about it. All my life both of my parents tested me and my sister. I wasn't sure if this was another one of those tests, like normal I didn't want to fail, I wanted to do my best.

I sat up onto my knees and pulled her up with me from behind. With one hand, I flipped her hair over her right shoulder and admired the view. The baby doll had an open back, giving me full view of her beauty. The flesh from her neck flowed down into her shoulders. I traced the seductive line of her shoulder blades down her spine to where the thong started. Seeing the side of her breast protruding out from behind the fabric caused my cock to twitch.

As I took the sight in she used her thumbs to pull the straps of her thong high on her hips so it formed a V. She turned her head and looked back at me over her shoulder.

"Amazing, everything about you is amazing." I said.

She reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. Her gaze lowered down to where my boxers had a bulge. My erect penis ached from its constraints. But I didn't want to rush this as before.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and slid them up her sides. Her exposed skin felt cool to the touch. Using the tips of my fingers I slipped under the straps and continued over her neck and down her shoulders. Gently I let the strap slip from my fingers, down her arm to where the cups of her lingerie clung to her breast and nipples.

I didn't force it off, Instead I pressed my thumbs into the muscles of her spine and glided down to the dimples of her bum. She tried to shrug off the baby doll, but before she could I caught her by the arms and pulled her back into my chest.

The lacy material clung to one nipple, the other stood free and exposed. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Before she freed herself I looked down over her shoulder and blew at the covered nipple. It didn't do as I hoped, but it caused her to shiver and moan. When she did the last of the fabric slipped free and rested on her thighs.

I slid my hands up over her warm breasts and held her tight against me. She tilted her head to expose her open neck, and I pressed my face against her skin. Careful not to make a sound, I opened my lips and exhaled warm air on her cool skin. She reached up and scratched the back of my neck with a gentle touch. I knew she could feel me pressing into her because she twisted her hips against me.

I leaned back and snatched a pillow from my head board. She turned her head but before she could see I slid the satin pillow over her chest. One sweep of the cool fabric brought her nipples to a stand. Her eyes closed, her back arched, and she ground her shoulders into my chest. The more I did it, the more she writhed against me.

She turned to look at me and smiled. "You're turning out to be a natural."

I didn't want to lose the rhythm she spoke of, but she caught me staring into her green eyes. It was something I didn't get to admire our first night. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and raised a hand to the back of my neck.

Her breasts were full and large and complemented her waist and hips in a perfect hourglass shape. Without being able to lick anything, I turned her around by the waist and pulled her close to me. She wrapped her arms around my back and held on to my shoulders.

I understood what she meant by rhythm. The moment our hands stopped, the sensation I felt stopped. Without pause, I slid my hands up and down her back, around her waist and the sides of her ribs. I caressed the edges of her thong and lowered them, half an inch with each pass. She swiveled and twisted her body to help remove them. Once free of her hips, they slid to her knees.

My focus returned to her waist and chest. I cupped her mounds of flesh in each hand and worked her nipples in the palms of my hands. The little balls of hard flesh grew until they felt like little rocks.

She slid her hands down my waist and into my underwear. Last time she enjoyed the feeling of my body. I pulled away from her touch and slid my thumbs under the waistband. While I slid my underwear down I flexed my shoulders and chest. True to my suspicions, she stopped and traced the outline of my shoulders and chest.

My cock sprung free and for a moment she took her gaze from my chest. Her hands traced my stomach and took hold of my cock with both hands. Her soft hands played and massaged the shaft. Reaching low a warm soft hand cupped my scrotum and I felt my body curl forward.

She smiled, reached up around my head with both hands and pulled me down to her parted lips. Her warm soft tongue darted inside of my mouth. My erection stabbed into her hip and made my hard cock ache with desire. I pulled a tight against me and pushed my tongue inside of her. She dug her nails into the back of my head and shoulder trying to pull harder against her.

She broke free and before I could say anything, lowered herself to all fours and swallowed my cock. Before I could say anything in protest, my thighs grew weak and my stomach flinched from the sudden pleasure. I braced myself on her back to not fall onto the bed. Caught in ecstasy, I remembered her comment of not tearing her new lingerie. I slid the crumpled up doll over her ass, down to her knees. It was half an excuse to lean forward and rest on the back of her hips.

She didn't back off, with the pressure she swallowed me deeper. With it more pleasure, her warm wet tongue felt like silk. Unlike a vagina, she changed and manipulated the pressure. I could help myself and let out a moan.

That was her queue, she sat up and forced her tongue back into my mouth before I could resist. I wanted to push her away, but she was so passionate I opened my mouth and let her have her way. I lifted her up by the ass and pulled a leg around my waist. Kneeling on the bed, my back muscles strained to hold her up.

She grew frantic as her hands ran over my hard shoulders and back muscles. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth. The tip traced the sides of my lip up to my upper lip which she sucked hard on.

When she broke from the kiss to catch her breath, I fell forward and flopped her down on her back. Pushed myself up from her and adjusted my weight. With the brief break, she put her hand on my chest and squeezed it.

"What happened to no tongue?" I said.

She took my hand and brought it down between her legs. "Stop wasting time and fuck me."

"You told me before women want a gentleman?"

"We're past that stage, now I want that animal that fucked me like a bull." She said.

Lust burned in her eyes and I felt her hand wrap around my wet cock and pull it towards her. She rubbed the tip of my head between her wet folds of skin and let a moan out from her throat. She rolled it around in a circle like she was stirring a bowl. Skilled in pleasure she rubbed her thighs against mine, tempting my hips to flex forward.

Pushed beyond my limits of patients, the circle grew tighter and I felt the head of my penis slide into her. My stomach tightened and my body demanded pleasure. I thrust forward and moaned as her walls tightened. Any lingering thoughts of the immoral act we were doing vanished.

This time we were both wet, and I found myself much deeper. But I was as deep as I could go. We moved with each other, trying to nurse more depth. Before I hurt her, I pulled out of her and thrust myself back inside. I didn't need to be guided in anymore, my aim had grown much better. The second time I slid further in, the surprise caused her mouth to open in a gasp.

She wrapped her arms around my body and I exited her again. She moaned the third time I re-entered her and squeezed the back of my arm. I lowered myself to my elbows and flexed my hips forward with small movements until I reached my full depth. I rotated my hips, trying to get as much of my shaft lubricated with her juices. The tiny movements caused her inside to spasm around me.

We moved against each other, enjoying the sensation of our bare skin against one another. I set her up with a relaxing sequence, a simple in and out. She purred under me and caressed my back along the spine. When she closed her eyes and turned her head like she was having a massaged, I pushed away from her, raised myself up and dove hard into her.

She squealed and gave me a look of surprise. Her mouth and eyes were open wide. She wanted the animal, so I gave it to her. Each time I drove my hips into hers, her whole body shook, her breasts bounced up and her sandy hair flopped over her face. A sight I had been denied before. But without that denial and the pursuing curiosity, our second encounter never would have happened.

"Harder," she demanded.

I reached under the small of her back and pulled her up higher on the bed to get a better position. I held on to her hip and got more depth with each thrust. Her mouth hung open, and she grew quiet. The only sound she made was the air being forced from her lungs in huffs. She arched her back and stiffened her knees, the toes on her feet pointed straight down and she tried to hold my hips deep inside of her with her arms and heels.

I gave her a break and sunk myself deep inside of her and paused. Her green eyes stared up at the ceiling just to the left of my head. She started to breathe again and looked at me and smiled. Until she recovered, I moved my hips gently with her panting body.

"Did you get an orgasm?" I asked. It was something I never did with Janet, I didn't want to sound stupid for asking.

Lisa nodded her head and smiled. "Yes, a very good one." She said between breaths. She tried to fix her hair, but I could see her hand still trembled.

With one hand, I reached up and pulled it back from her eyes. I decided she had enough of a break and sat up on to my knees. I brought both of her legs up and embraced them against my chest. With one hand I caressed her knees and feet the other hand I held up on her upper thigh for leverage when I would start fucking her again.

She lifted her chin up and put her hands on my thighs. I leaned forward, sunk myself deep and fought for every inch I could. She opened her eyes and mouth and tried to push against me like a blocker. I began to piston in and out of her, using her hand as a stop block. I entered low and rolled my hips up so on exit my cock pushed hard on her clit.

"Stop, stop, wait." She said and pushed against my chest.

I eased myself down and gave her a break.

"Douglas, don't use your full length, it's not your length it's how round you are that makes it feel amazing. You're stretching me more than others. But it hurts when you go too deep. The rhythm, remember the rhythm." She laid back down and raised her arms up over her head.

I let her legs slide down around me and wrapped her head in my arms. With a gentle thrust, I ground my hips into her several times. Her tightness had vanished and her soaking hole dripped with juices.

"Okay, I want on top." She said.

I rolled her on top of me and centered us in the bed. She sat up on top of me and gyrated her hips. I looked down to watch how her stomach and hips moved. The muscles in her thighs strained to keep her stable. With great effort, she did not lower herself down my full length. She pressed her hands hard into her neck and down between her breasts.

I sat back and enjoyed the show. Her hair flipped from side to side and her breasts bounced and rolled. I used the pillow once more and pressed it against her bouncing breasts just to the edge where her nipples ran against the fabric. She let out a moan and put her hands on my chest.

She grew more frantic, she stopped moving in a circle and started grinding forward and backwards as fast as she could. I threw the pillow to the side, reached up and took her by the shoulder and the hip to help her. Sweat beaded on her forehead and her body glistened from her exertion.

Her thighs grew weak and gave out as she thrust forward. Unable to hold herself up she slipped deeper and her ass came to a rest on my thighs.

Her eyes and mouth opened wide. One hand dug her nails into my arm and the other jolted up her neck and clawed at her shoulder. After two seconds she cried out, "Oh fuck!"

Maybe the sinister side came out in me, the side that blackmailed Janet and held her to the deal. Instead of letting her rest. I took her by the hips, thrust forward and forced her to continue sliding up and down my pelvis.

I couldn't last long with the sight and the sensation, but I would not need to. She too also couldn't last. Tonight wouldn't be a night of endurance.

Her head jerked back, she squeezed on to my hands and I saw the muscles in her body tighten. We moaned and grunted each time I pulled her hips forward. Then she gripped me tight, her legs stiffened, and I thought she would bend over backwards. I tried to move her, but her muscles were so tight I couldn't budge her from her spot. Then she relaxed and fell forward on to my chest, her arms pushed her chest together. A sight I don't think I would grow tired of.

She half let out a squeal that sounds like a cry and laugh. Like a person who had been tickled too long.

I rolled her off me and slid back inside of her limp body.

She pulled me close to her mouth and whispered into my ear. "cum, cum inside me, faster, faster."

Her hands hung on my back and her legs quivered at my sides. My hip muscles thrust forward and my back curled inward. Locked in an arch and my arms burning, I pressed my forehead into hers to release some weight. I didn't moan or gasp, but my mouth hung open in a silent scream. I wanted to move to keep it going, then I felt a moan escape out from my lungs and my torso became free.

Spent, my hips bucked forward four times and the wave of pleasure subsided.

When I came to, she hugged and kissed me. We smiled and laughed together.

"Better?" she said.

"Much better, you were amazing." I said.

"See, rhythm. If you're too fast for her, or too slow or too rough you'll pull her out of the mindset. It's like a dance, if you go too fast you leave her behind, if you go to slow, she'll get annoyed. And when we're annoyed, we don't get ours. Oh, and one last thing it tends to change on what time of the month it is." She kissed me on both cheeks and then on the lips and smiled.

She took a few deep breaths through her nose and rolled me off of her. She curled up beside me and put her hand and leg over top of me.

"Maybe new is good." She said.

I adjusted my height on the pillow and looked at her.

"Some other members want a change in the rules and games. Start doing orgies and introduce more members, become more open. Red even said she wanted two guys." She laughed and bit her tongue. Her fingers traced the edge of my pec down to the nipple as she stared at the other side of the room.

"A swinger party that doesn't do orgies, I thought that would be something normal?" I said.

"I was always afraid it would break the group, so we just did couples, pink's the only exception." She said. She sat up, rested her head on her shoulder and sighed. "I feel like I only have sex once or twice a month with how often your father and I are gone, but he has." She cleared her throat and smiled.

I gave her a questioning look and waited for her to continue.

She smiled at me and said. "We were all excited about filling the new Mr. and Mrs. Black. It's why you got fast tracked into the group, eight years with the same people and everyone wanted something new." She let out a loud laugh. "I thought I was so lucky Janet took my offer, wow were you two in high demand. It pissed Julie off that she lost the new stud and cinched my gag tight."

She laughed again, fell on her back and covered her mouth. "Then the stud everyone was fighting over was my son."

The smile faded and her hands traveled down between her breasts and over her stomach. "Mmmm, maybe new is good." She reached over and touched my half hard penis.

"Maybe we can get you back as Lou, we just need to find you a partner."

I felt the blood return. Slower the second time, but still after her hands worked their magic, I was back to full size. She rolled up on top of me and guided herself in, closed her eyes and rolled her hips into mine. I came a second time, less powerful and much less effort. She too had a weak orgasm. It was as if we had sex to be close to one another longer than to satisfy our desires.

Exhausted we fell asleep, I woke up and felt her slide to the side of the bed. I watched her back muscles move and admired the shape of her waist and hips to she sat on the side of the bed. I wanted her to stay, but I knew we shouldn't go down that road. The same as she knew, it wouldn't be just a hobby.

She picked up her lingerie and at smiled me. She leaned down, kissed me on the cheek.

"Your client is very thankful for your help." She said and gave me a smile.

I propped myself up on one shoulder and watched her leave. When she reached the door I said, "You have an amazing little bubble butt."

She turned around and gave me a smile, "See, rhythm. But compliments don't hurt either."

I leaned back on the bed and said to her as she closed the door. "Are we writing a new manual?"

"First thing in the morning, that'll be page one." She said and closed the door.

I laid back and listen to the footsteps on the stairs ascend.

In the morning I woke up to the sound of breakfast being made. My mother wore her usual pencil skirt and white blouse. She kissed me on the cheek and greeted me good morning. We had a pleasant little breakfast that morning and a brief talk about the future of my business. True to her word, the previous night was never brought up.

"Oh, Aunt Beth is coming next week to show their new baby off. Would you be able to set up one of the rooms upstairs for her to sleep in? Please." She said.

I nodded my head and walked her to the door. She stopped in the doorway and said, "Your father's gone a few more days. Do you want to watch a comedy or drama tonight with me? Have a change of movie types."

I smiled and nodded my head, "I'd love to mom." I leaned into give her a quick kiss on the cheek. As I drew close, she moved her head to the side and kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipped past my unsuspecting lips and touched the tip of mine. She winked and close the door.