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 Authors name: Greg (ap.902@samsung.com)
 Story title : The Neighbor's Wife
 Date: March 1999 ed.

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 The Neighbor's Wife
 by Greg (ap.902@samsung.com)


     For almost three years now, I'd had a unfulfilled
 fantasy. Last summer, that fantasy was fulfilled.

     Karen and Dave are our next-door neighbors, both
 in their mid twenties. Karen is in good physical shape,
 even though Karen has had three young children.  She
 has blond hair, large breasts, a flat stomach, fairly
 wide hips, and a lovely heart-shaped ass.  Believe me,
 I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a
 view of their back yard, complete with Karen laying out
 in a skimpy bikini.

     Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle.  Though
 I'm only 18, I can't compare to him.  However, flies
 for one of the airlines and is often gone for a week
 or more.

     That is actually what my fantasy centered on. While
 a three-some would certainly have been enjoyable, I had
 often thought about Karen and I having an encounter
 when Dave was gone.

     On the day it finally happened, I had the day off.
 My sister, mom, and dad were all at work.  It was hot,
 about 110, but there was little humidity, as we live in
 Phoenix Arizona.

     I had gone biking early that morning, returning at
 7:00 to see Karen looking good in a knee-length robe.
 She whistled at me in my biking shorts, the first
 indication I'd ever gotten that she was flirtatious;
 uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile and
 wiggled my rear at her, yelling out "You want it--come
 get it!"

     She laughed and went back inside, her hips swaying
 from side to side.  I wheeled my bike into the garage
 and did my stretching exercises, thinking of her.

     Later that day, I was out in the back yard "paint-
 ing" the fence that hides the pool filter stuff.
 Because I was "painting" with a clothes-hostile mixture
 of linseed oil and turpentine, and because of the heat,
 I had taken my shirt off, leaving only my old, faded
 bathing suit on.  The other advantage to the bathing
 suit, of course, was that I could jump in the pool
 whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going to
 get).

     Anyway, I heard neighbor's door open and shut,
 followed by the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping
 on concrete.

     I set down my brush and pot of goop and went over
 and stood on the diving board, which gave me a view
 over the cinderblock fence.  Karen was lying out about
 ten feet from me, at an angle, facing towards me, with
 her eyes closed.

     I felt stirrings in my trunks as I took in her
 long, tanned legs, the string bikini covering her pubic
 region, her flat stomach, her glorious breasts accented
 by the bikini top, and the cloud of long, blond hair
 framing her lovely face.

     Rather than have her catch me staring, and not
 wanting to stop looking, I called out "Looking good,"
 unusually bold of me, given how she and my mom talk
 together.

     Karen's pretty eyes popped open and quickly found
 mine.  She looked a little startled, but also pleased.
 She got up and came over to the fence, giving me a
 great view of her breasts, which were pressing together
 due to their confinement.

     I felt my dick harden in response, I couldn't help
 it, so looked so inviting.

     Then, she mentioned that their pool filter was
 acting up and that she didn't know how to fix it.  
 "Would you be willing to take a look at it?" She said
 with a perfectly innocent look.

     I readily agreed, hard-on or no hard-on.

     After I hopped the fence, I followed her over to
 the filter, adjusting my bathing suit in a completely
 futile attempt at hiding my interest in her.

     As she bent over, it became difficult for me to
 focus on the filter; the blue bikini bottom slipped a
 little further into the crack of her cheeks. Gallantly,
 however, I peered over her shoulder (ok, ok, occasion-
 ally I snuck a glance at her impressive cleavage) and
 paid attention.  I smiled in reply, not really hearing
 anything she said; she seemed to catch on and smiled
 back at me a bit.  When I stood up, my hard-on was
 quite evident to her.

     Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and
 offered me a drink.  I noticed that her nipples were
 a bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her
 bikini top than they had been before.

     We went inside and I commented on the lack of kids.
 She smiled again, and said that they were farmed out
 at friends' houses, so that she could run errands (I
 wondered for a second if I was an "errand").

     She opened a cabinet and reached up to get a glass
 on a shelf that was just a little bit too high.  I
 reached around her and grabbed a glass and set it on
 the counter.  My cock pressed up against the side of
 her hip because I was standing very close to her. Then,
 I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock further up,
 around, and back down her hip.

     By this time, her nipples were fully erect (or so
 I thought).

     I noticed about then, to my embarrasment that in
 one place, the faded blue of my suit was spotted dark
 blue by my oozing pre-cum.

     Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen
 went over to the sink and filled our glasses with
 water.  I stood behind her, reached over her shoulder
 to get my glass, and pressed my hips against her ass,
 nestling my dick between her ass cheeks.  She pressed
 her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she
 filled her glass.

     I couldn't believe what was happening. She was this
 beautiful mature woman, and she was doing sexual things
 with me. My blood pressure must have done a double flip
 right about then, becaue I could her the blood in my
 veins thumping in my ears.

     Still playful, neither of us making a major move,
 though both clearly wanting to, we went in to the
 living room and sat down, Karen on the couch, me on
 another couch facing her.

     After a moment Karen got up and bent way over to
 turn on the TV. Her bikini bottom slipped further up
 between her ass cheeks and, from my vantage point, I
 could see the outline of her pussy lips.

     After pusing a tape into the VRS she stood back up
 and started the unit.  She had obviously been watching
 the porno tape earlier, since it started in the middle
 of a scene.  It was actually switching between two
 scenes, one of a very vocal woman with long black hair
 and medium-sized breasts being eaten by the male, the
 other of a blonde with larger breasts (supposedly
 their daughter, I guess) listening to the couple and
 masturbating.

     When the movie first started up, the blonde was
 running her hands over her breasts, milking them up-
 wards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples.  The
 other woman's moans as she was given a tongue-lashing
 to the man were clearly evident.  Then, the scene cut
 to the couple, as the man sucked on the woman's clit
 and lightly tongued it back and forth.  The woman's
 moans got louder and the scene cut back to the blonde.

     I sat there tensely as this was flashing across the
 TV screen. I knew what Karen was trying to do, but
 still couldn't believe that she wanted to do it with
 me. It was just too much; I was excited beyond belief
 at this point.

     I somewhat shyly looked over at the beautiful blond
 sitting next to me, but she kept looking at the action
 going on in front of us. I finally tore my eyes away
 from Karen's swelling breats and looked at the TV
 again.

     The blonde still had one hand working on her
 breasts, but was now also had a hand playing with her
 belly, pubic hair, and, every once in a while, dipping
 down to rub along her shaved slit.

     I looked over at Karen again wondering what would
 happen next.

     My dick had gotten even harder when Karen spread
 her legs a bit, allowing me to see a growing wet spot
 on her bikini bottoms.  She also was lightly running
 her fingers along the outline of her bikini top and
 sometimes over and around her hard nipples. Her
 nipples, if possible, grew more erect and pushed almost
 as hard against her bikini top as my cock was pushing
 against my swim trunks.

     When the black-haired woman orgasmed from the man's
 attention, the scene cut to the daughter, who was
 approaching her orgasm as well, with two fingers pump-
 ing in and out of her dripping teenaged pussy lips.

     I reached my right hand around Karen's shoulder
 into her blond tresses and ran the other down to trace
 along the bottom of one breast.  I felt her lips
 vibrate with a muffled moan as I covered them with
 mine.

     My mind was almost frozen with the weird expecta-
 tions that I was going to be able to do all the things
 I'd ever dreamed about. I was going to have sex for the
 first time, and with this beautiful woman.

      With my left hand, I traced over to the other
 breast, spiralled in to the nipple, and gently pulled
 it between two fingers.  One of Karen's hands slipped
 down to my trunks and began to rub my cock through the
 short.  Our tongues were alternately entwined and
 probing. Her hand was driving me crazy, it felt won-
 derful.

     As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her
 orgasm, I slipped my right hand down from Karen's hair
 to untie her bikini top.  As we broke our first kiss,
 Karen arched her back, causing her breast to push
 against the material making the top hang loosely down
 her sides.

     When she relaxed and hunched her shoulders a bit,
 the skimpy blue top fell completely off.  She tossed
 it to the floor and smiled a wicked grin as my eyes
 popped.

     Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were
 fantastic even prettier than I had imagined.  They
 hung ever so slightly and met naturally at her sternum.
 Her aureoles were the size ot quarters and slightly
 darker pink than her large, erect nipples.

     We moved closer and started another passionate
 kiss.  With my left hand, I traced an inward spiral
 over the smooth skin of her breast, arousing a shiver,
 and took the nipple between the base of my second and
 third finger.  Then, cupping her breast but also
 stimulating her nipple directly, I moved my hand in
 little circles, sometimes pulling the nipple outwards.

     During my play with her nipples, Karen had started
 massaging my dick again.  Though it was still restrain-
 ed by my swim trunks, I felt it jump as Karen squeezed
 it lightly, and gasped a bit harder when she felt it
 move.

     Karen then broke our kiss and moved back slightly.
 She got up and went over to the TV.  I moved over to
 the TV as well and pressed my hips forward against her
 ass as she bent over and took the tape out.  As she
 stood up, tape in hand, I thrust my hips even further
 forward and reached both hands around to cup her
 breasts and brush her nipples.

     She twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips
 against mine.  I could feel her breasts, tipped by
 erect nipples, press against my chest.  She kissed me
 lightly and mentioned that there was a VCR in the
 bedroom.  I was tempted to pick her up by her hips, so
 that she would lock her legs around me, and carry her
 into the bedroom. However, appropriate as that seemed,
 I also knew I probably wasn't quite strong enough.
 Rather than upset the mood by dropping her halfway
 there, I tilted my head towards the hallway and fol-
 lowed her into the bedroom.

     The room was fairly neat, but some clothes thrown
 on the chair and the rumpled bed showed that someone
 actually lived there. (I like a "lived in" look, pro-
 vided it doesn't cross the line to messy)  A decent
 sized TV screen sat on the dresser, facing the queen
 sized bed.  Karen popped the tape in the VCR and
 started it.  The sounds of sex came into being around
 us.  Again, I stood behind her, thrusting my hips for-
 ward and massaging her breasts.  She bent over a little
 bit, moving her hips backwards, creating more pressure
 on my rock-hard dick, and reached around behind her to
 pull me closer to her.  I began running one hand up and
 down, from breast to navel and back, gradually working
 lower. As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, plant-
 ing little kisses in her hair, on her neck, on her
 shoulders, doing my best to drive her crazy.

     Karen had been moaning a little and trembling
 slightly whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or
 seeded her hair with kisses.  After working slowly
 over the top of her bikini, working slowly down the
 edges of the bikini, brushing her thighs with my
 fingers, and returning to massage her breasts, I
 finally let my hand brush down past her navel, over
 to top of her bikini, along the edges of the bikini
 towards her inner thighs, along her upper thighs.
 Finally, I let one finger extend from that hand, trace
 lightly along the wet patch on the bikini, and apply
 pressure, ever so slightly, from the back of her
 covered cleft to the front.

     Karen shuddered and moaned a bit, then stopped me
 and turned around.  Her breasts were red from my
 attention and her face was getting flushed.  Karen
 kissed me once, quickly, and then tugged my bathing
 suit down.  My six-inch cock (it may have been seven
 then) sprang free from its long confinement and stood
 out proudly as I stepped out of my only clothing.  As
 et spot at the crotch of her bikini bottoms. Then, she
 closed her eyes and began massaging her breasts, tug-
 ging on the nipples and pressing the smooth globes
 together with the sides of her arms.

     Almost involuntarily, her right hand crept in lit-
 tle circles down to her navel, down to the top of her
 bikini bottoms, down the blue fabric to run along her
 slit.  She brought fingers to her face, inhaled the
 scent, and then licked what moisture there was free.
 The next time her hand crept down, it slipped under-
 neath her bikini.  She put one hand on the dresser
 behind her and raised her hips enough to slide the
 bottoms free.  I was exerting all my willpower to keep
 in place and not explode right there from the erotic
 influence Karen was having on me.

     I must have made some noise, because Karen seemed
 to come back to what was going on.  She stepped com-
 pletely out of her bikini and stood nude, glorious,
 and aroused before me.  She then turned around and bent
 over, giving me a _great_ view of her gorgeous ass and
 puckered sphincter.  Her breasts I saw only as two
 globes hanging partially in view between her legs.  I
 could also see her pussy, puffy with arousal, sur-
 rounded by lightly colored downy pubic hair.  Many of
 the hairs had tiny droplets of Karen's juices hanging
 from them, a sight that turned me on even more.  She
 licked one finger and then placed it between her legs
 and touching her sphincter.  After lightly rubbing
 around the rim of her asshole, Karen pressed inwards
 briefly and then ran her finger forward, bisecting her
 swollen lips.  After licking her finger clean, Karen
 ran her finger along her swollen slit again, this time
 pressing a bit deeper, a bit harder.

     I couldn't stand watching her any longer and there-
 fore got up and pulled her to the bed.  Karen ran her
 fingers lightly over the head of my cock, spreading the
 droplet of pre-cum that had oozed out over my whole
 glans.  I couldn't believe how good such a simple
 action felt.  After tugging on Karen's nipples for a
 minute, I moved my hands down to her dripping nether
 regions.  After pressing the tip of my finger against
 her clit, I moved it further back and applied pressure
 to the length of her slit.  Karen shuddered a bit, but
 moved away from my finger.  At first, I didn't know
 why, but her motive soon became apparent.

     Karen traced the fingertips of both hands down my
 chest and stomach, leaning low enough that her nipples
 brushed a double line as well.  When she reached my
 navel, my dick slipped in etween her breasts and bumped
 along her sternum.  I left a slippery line of pre-cum
 along her sternum to match the earlier, now dried line
 running over both of her breasts.

     I was reveling in the sights and sounds of Karen's
 actions when she began intensifying them.  Gently at
 first, but with gaining strength, Karen jacked my dick
 with both hands.  After doing this for a while and
 thoroughly coating the head of my dick with my pre-cum,
 she leaned down and blow a hot, wet breath along the
 length of my cock, ending by tickling the hair on my
 balls.  When she gently squeezed my balls, my cock
 jumped involuntarily.

     Karen smiled to see what she was doing to me, and
 took just the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling
 her tongue around the opening at the tip of my cock
 and tasting the pre-cum there.  As she swirled her
 tongue around the rest of my cock head and trilled
 around the sensitive ridge, my cock jumped again and
 my hips involuntarily flexed slightly.   Karen then
 took the length of my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
 I could tell already that she was good at giving head.

     As I looked down past her blond-crowned head, I
 could see from movement of her hips rusts into Karen's
 mouth, I told her I was getting ready to come.  Karen
 responded by squeezing my balls and, if possible,
 taking me further into her mouth, sucking even harder,
 and trilling her tongue in still more delightful con-
 volutions.

     I had both hands on her head, running through her
 blond hair, helping me actively thrust against her
 mouth.  I was getting closer and closer to the edge;
 I could feel my balls pulling in to my body in anti-
 cipation of what wasn't far away.

     Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran
 her tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my
 glans.  I thrust spasmodically against her mouth and
 held her head tightly as I started spurting down her
 throat.  Karen didn't even try to move away; she just
 kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and draining
 the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my
 balls.  After I had collapsed back against the bed and
 was idly caressing Karen's hair, she let my softening
 cock slip out of her mouth and moved up to kiss me.

     As I found out, Karen hadn't swallowed all of my
 load; I tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined.  No
 woman had ever given me a blowjob even approaching
 hers; further, no woman had ever kissed me with my
 sperm still in her mouth.  I was determined to give
 Karen as massive an orgasm as I'd had.

     So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen
 over on her back.  Though I was pretty certain Karen
 was already highly aroused ;) I couldn't possibly skip
 over her lovely breasts.  I kissed her lips as my hands
 ran circles around her globes.  As I traced the tip of
 my tongue down her throat to a collarbone, I started to
 squeeze each _very_ erect nipple between my fingers.
 Then I ran my tongue along her collarbone out to her
 shoulder and back.  Once I reached her sternum again,
 I traced along her sternum with my tongue and continued
 down the underside Karen's left breast.  I could feel
 her shiver in anticipation and could certainly see her
 arousal in her tightly erect nipples.

     Unable to resist those nipples, I spiralled the tip
 of my tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough
 circles around her nipple, enticing the nipple to new
 heights.  Karen pressed my head roughly against her
 breasts and gasped.  I started licking the other breast
 and then alternated, doing my best to drive Karen
 crazy.

     When she began trying to push me downwards between
 gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close.  So, I
 traced my fingers slowly downwards, just barely touch-
 ing the skin. Similarly, I had my tongue arc in lazy
 parabolas down to her navel, down to her downy, blond
 pubic thatch.

     Karen's hips began to arch to meet my tongue and
 fingers; as she forced her hips upwards, I moved my
 tongue and hands back, prolonging her enjoyment.  After
 arching her back to its fullest, she collapsed back on
 the bed and awaited my touch.  Her fingers were slowly
 massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion that
 turned me on even more.

     I ran my fingers around the edges of her pubic
 hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally ran
 them along her swollen pussy lips.  The light hairs
 between her legs were slick with sweat and an oc-
 casional depending drop of her nectar.  As I moved my
 fingers around her pussy, Karen's legs spread wider,
 giving me better access.

     When her legs were spread almost as far as they
 would go, I spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon
 her wetness.  I could see the hard nubbin her clit
 made and blew against that until it popped free of its
 sheath.  As I blew each time, Karen's stomach muscles
 would contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and
 unpucker also.  When her clit popped free, I slowly
 ran a finger around her pussy, applying light pressure
 at first, but increasing the pressure gradually.  When
 the finger was wet ound her ass cheeks as I probed a
 finger far into her warm, wet pussy.

     As Karen's moans began to intensify, I traced my
 tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen's
 engorged pussy lips.  She jerked upright and pressed
 my head against herself, clearly enjoying the sen-
 sations.  I was too; Karen's juices were sweet and
 copious.  I sucked on each lip, drawing it out and
 letting it relax back, eliciting moans and shudders.

     By now, Karen's hips were rocking back and forth,
 gradually picking up speed.  When I fastened my lips
 to Karen's clit and hummed, her moans turned to a
 crescendoing yelp, and subsided gradually.  I could
 feel her approaching orgasm and started moving two
 fingers inside of her in addition to my tongue on her
 clit.

     Karen began pressing her hands down on my head,
 forcing more pressure on her sensitive nerve endings.
 As my fingers moved back and forth, probing up the
 third knuckle, her pussy made sucking noises.  Karen
 began moaning even louder and bucking her hips against
 my face.

     I lubricated a finger with Karen's juices and
 pressed it slowly against her asshole.  As the finger
 circled her rim and gradually moved inwards and I
 drove my tongue all the way up her pussy, the sen-
 sations abruptly became too much for her.  Every
 muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed
 tightly around my head) and she began to quiver
 spasmodically, still bucking wildly against my face.

     As she orgasmed, I continued to tongue-lash her,
 extending her throes of pleasure. Finally, after
 gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands, Karen's
 muscles relaxed and her breathing started to slow.  I
 moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply, sharing
 with her the pussy juice I still held in my mouth.

     My cock was again jutting out from my body, a
 detail Karen soon noticed.  She told me to lay on my
 back and began rubbing her hands between her legs and
 transferring the moisture to her breasts and especially
 her cleavage.  I helped her out by licking between her
 breasts and on each nipple.

     By the time she lowered her breasts around my cock,
 the nipples were standing erect again.  Karen began
 moving slowly back and forth, fucking my cock with her
 hanging breasts.  As she was straddling my leg, I could
 feel her growing heat as she ground her pussy against
 it.  Soon, she was breathing heavily and I was thrust-
 ing into her cleavage and groaning a bit myself.

     When Karen positioned herself over my cock and
 started to guide it in, I asked about protection.
 Luckily, as I sure didn't want to stop, she had had
 her tubes tied after her third child. As she lowered
 herself, the tip of my cock touched her folds.  We
 stopped there and moved in tiny but opposite circles,
 stimulating each other.  Then, Karen slowly settled
 onto my cock.

     I couldn't believe the sensations; her pussy was
 very tight, though not the tightest I'd been in. Still,
 though, I could feel her pussy walls contract with the
 sudden intake of breath accompanying my full pene-
 tration.  My cock jumped a bit, but subsided as we
 rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being
 joined.

     Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down and
 I began to thrust in time with her.  Each time, my
 cock would pull out until the head was barely inside
 her and then would penetrate its full length.  I was
 groaning and holding onto Karen's hips as she pulled
 on her nipples.

     After doing this for a while, Karen started to get
 tired. Changing positions was good; I was starting to
 have a hard time holding back.  We moved to classic
 missionary position.  Again, I rubbed my cock head
 around her opening before thrusting slowly into her.
 She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped
 her legs around me unti to prolong the ecstacy.  Karen
 was flushed and breathing heavily; we were both covered
 with a sheen of sweat. As Karen's legs locked and
 unlocked around my hips, my ass was bucking with a life
 of its own, striving to meet Karen's thrusting hips and
 drive my cock even further into her tightness.

     The sounds of our sex were liquid as my cock
 stretched Karen's pussy lips around its circum-
 ference.  The familiar tightening in my stomach told
 me that I couldn't last much longer.  Between groans
 of pleasure as Karen contracted her muscles, I got
 across to Karen my impending orgasm.

     She began bucking even harder against me, trying
 to bring me to orgasm with her.  She was pinching her
 nipples roughly, pulling them away from her breasts.
 Karen's pussy had been squeezing against my cock in
 firm contractions; suddenly it clamped down as her
 orgasm arrived, accompanied by Karen's wails of
 pleasure.  With the added pressure and a last spas-
 modic thrust, I began to feel my sperm boiling out of
 my balls and shooting deep into Karen's pussy.

     We were moaning and groaning together as our
 orgasms further stimulated each other.  I had never
 come as long or as hard in my life.  When my cock was
 finally done pulsating, Karen and I collapsed together
 and lay there, cooling off.

     After a few minutes we rolled apart and I happened
 to see the clock.  It was 4:00!!!  My parents and
 sister would be home in about forty-five minutes and
 I was halfway through a project that had to be finished
 by the time they returned.  I explained to Karen and
 kissed her, first on her pussy (tasting my sperm), then
 on each nipple, and finally ending on her contented
 mouth. She sucked the last come off my dick and I left
 with a hard-on, thinking about my fantasy come true. 

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 This is the first story I've written.  Please direct
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 ap.902@samsung.com.   --Greg

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