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Good Neighbors
By James Bellamy
Chapter Three
Lois stood before the mirror, leaning on the bathroom vanity. How did
she feel about today’s surprising happenings? She shook her head
slowly, letting her thoughts sort themselves out.
She certainly felt some guilt feelings. There was the fear of Andy
finding out, too. What could she possibly say to him? A shudder
coursed her body, “this must be what the writers describe as “her blood
ran cold” she said aloud, as she brushed a lash off her cheek near her
eye and examined her face.
It was a little red - “the bastard, she muttered, he could at least
shave.” It was as if a wire brush had been rubbed against her. In
spite of herself, she smiled as she soothed it away with a cream. She
was smiling that he had been so desperately excited.
“Excited. Imagine. Excited beyond control. And over me!” she said,
her smile broadening. “Makes a nice change from Andy taking me for
granted lately.”
“You’re not being fair, are you?” She chided the girl she didn’t
recognize in the mirror. After all, it was probably both of them who
had let some of the gleam come off their lovemaking. Still she thought
it was more his fault than hers, allowing himself to let work be so
important that he never thinks of those exciting little ways of
initiating a love session.
But what to do about this thing that had happened with
Allen? She slipped into the cups of her bra and stretched to fasten it,
her face screwed up quizzically.
She thought back to him as she pulled a clean pair of white cotton
panties up over her hips, snapping the elastic in place. “He was so
aggressive. He didn’t even undress me properly.”
She thought about the roughness of his big thick fingers that pulled the
gusset of her panties aside, exposing her wetness to his huge organ.
Lois recalled the sensation when she felt the blunt head of it touch
her, parting her pussy lips for the first time. Then the startling
searing heat she felt as it sort of ‘popped’ past the initial tightness
of the entry to her vagina. “Ohmigawd, she muttered to the mirror.
Rolling her eyes at the astonished stranger staring back at her. “It’s
wrong, I know that! ………………………… But, ……… ……… I think I have to have
another go at it. …………………… It was such a startling feeling.. ………. And he
had not let her ………….. fully ………… enjoy it.” She knew she would not be
satisfied until she pulled that huge beastly cock all the way into her
lusting pussy. She wanted to know what it must feel like. How filled
will I feel? He only let me have it for a few brief strokes, and not
all of it either! The beast! And then he pulled out and spewed all
over me.”
She grinned self consciously once more, recognizing her ‘not so secret’
pleasure in having driven him nearly out of his mind with excitement.
“Beyond control, he was!” Then came the absolutely wanton idea – what
a thought! It would be so unlike her, so unexpected. But it thrilled
her beyond anything she thought she could have conjured for herself.
The idea of having them both - one for the beast–like, animal taking
of her body, …………… and Andy for the gentle soothing, considerate sex,
with all the caresses ………. and his tongue licking her to attention there
between her legs where the wetness was returning unbidden even now, just
with the thought of it all.
“Yes, why not? Why not the best of both worlds for a little while?”
“Besides, maybe Andy deserves it for leaving me so unsatisfied! Wasting
what he’s got between his legs as far as I’m concerned!”
She finished dressing and headed down to start making dinner. Andy
would surely be strolling through the door soon.
Even though Lois was feeling slightly self-conscious during dinner, Andy
didn’t ask about her day. She felt a blush rising in her face as she
thought of Allen’s big cock pushing its way past the fleshy slippery
lips of her pussy while holding a normal dinner conversation across from
her husband. But, Andy seemed more interested in his paper, so she
finally brought up her day rather brazenly.
“You should see what Allen and I made of his bathroom today!” She
enjoyed the irony of it.
“Oh, that’s right, how was the project? Was he all thumbs as I
promised?”
Lois felt an overwhelming desire to say something like “Well not all
thumbs, exactly!” But she held back and just told him how well the
project came out in the end.
“What would you say if you knew that he had hurled me to the floor,
ripped open my dress, tugged my panties aside and slipped his huge cock
into me?” she thought. Again she felt a flush coming over her face and
also wetness between her legs. She leaned back in her chair and thought
“Ohmigod, this is terrible of me, but so exhilarating!” She rubbed her
mound against Andy’s shoulder as she picked up the plates and took them
to the sink.
Lois came to bed wearing a white slip instead of a nightgown to find
Andy already on his side turned away from her. The light was out on his
side of the bed. She slipped in beside him and pondered his back a
moment. She moved up close behind him, reached around to find his limp,
unsuspecting cock and began idly stroking him to a mild arousal.
“MMnnnnnhhhhf.” He muttered contentedly.
“You remember when we talked about Allen a couple weeks ago?”
“Huh? What, …… what do you mean? I don’t recall.”
You know, you asked me if I thought that because a man is big above the
belt line do you think he would be big below the beltline, too?” she
giggled, her tummy wriggling against his rear-end. She was pretending a
coy titillating interest.
Andy, uttered a low laugh, “Ah, got you thinking, did it? I thought
you were more interested than you let on!!!! He guffawed a bit and put
his hand behind to find her mound. “Got you stirred up, then? I’ll
have to keep an eye of Allen, then, will I?’” It was clear that it was
stimulating him, too, as his cock sprang to erection under her light
stroking.
He turned toward her. “And what have you decided?” he leered.
“Oh, nothing, really. Don’t be silly. Thought about it a couple times
today though.” Now her face surely was beet red with how far she had
taken the discussion. His hand cupped her pussy now. She knew he had
found her puffy lips engorged and a wet pool there under her panties.
His hand found her breast, its nipple probing through the nylon and lace
of the white slip. Her pussy was flooding with juices now, and Andy’s
finger had found her clit while she continued to fondle his cock and
slipped down to squeeze his balls.
“I think wallpapering affects you, that’s what I think. When are you
going to do ours?” he laughed close to her ear, then let his tongue
tease it. “You’re sooooooo wet, my dear, what have you been doing?” he
teased. Andy was rock hard now.
Lois thought how interesting it is what turns men on. They were
strange, strange, strange, she repeated to herself. “I’ll never
understand them.” Andy had not been this excited in weeks. It was
similar to the way they were so interested in girls’ underwear. She
never understood that either. In fact it made her dig her heels in
every time the subject came up. She wanted to be loved for herself, not
for the silkiness of her panties, she always said. It made her defiant,
wearing her undies until they were frayed, getting full value, she
insisted. There is no explaining men!!!! She thought.
By now, Andy had turned around to find her pussy with his lips.
Slipping his head under her slip, clasping her bottom through the silky
slip with both hands, he pushed her panties aside with his tongue and
buried it deep in the crease of her body.
“Ohhhhhhh!” she shivered as his tongue found the urgent hardness of her
clitoris, twirling it with his tongue then biting it lightly, pulling on
it with his lips. “Ohhhhhhh!’ it felt good, in spite of the rough
handling it had had earlier from Allen. Lois felt a slight burning
sensation when his tongue parted her vagina entry, but it passed soon
and she was happy to have him explore her. His hands were so gentle on
her ass cheeks – one of her (or two, depending how you looked at it)
best features according to Andy. She loved having him rub her there,
and it sent even more of her juices flowing to meet his eager tongue.
Andy felt her lips toy with the head of his cock. He stopped for a
moment, not sure how much more he could take, then pushed his hips
forward, slipping past her lips and into her mouth. She sucked on his
cock as he continued moving his tongue deep in her delicious pussy. Her
teeth scraped on his cock – the one thing she did which scared the hell
out of him. He was sensitive to her biting there and he pulled away in
favor of letting his cock switch places where his tongue had just been.
Lois laid back and watched as he knelt between her legs, lifting the
slip to display her prominent pussy mound. He cupped it and looked into
her eyes, then stripped off her white cotton panties quickly and,
holding them in his hand, moved forward, lead by his six-inch cock. She
felt him slip it up and down along her wet lips, letting it circle her
clit. Suddenly, he was inside her in one long smooth thrust. Their
pubic hair touched, hers matted now with wet juices, now sharing her
wetness with his brush-like patch of hair. She thrust up to meet him as
he began his steady soothing stroking in and out of her tunnel.
Her legs pulled him into her as he pulled her straps aside to get at her
breasts and she felt him suckling on her nipples as he gently massaged
her with his pelvis and his cock. She thought of the difference between
the huge cock that had marauded there earlier and this nice sized one
with its more familiar feel. This man-cock that had been hers these
last twenty years. She knew every trick, every vein, knew the
temperature it would feel like, could feel when it was ready to deliver
its surge of cock juice into her. She fondled it with her pussy, moving
her hips in an insinuating little circle.
Andy’s thrusting grew more impatient. He could tell that his balls were
getting tense, ready to shoot his load of semen up his shaft and splash
lustily into her waiting cunt. He could feel himself straining for that
surge! And there it was, firing up his shaft. He felt Lois milking his
cock in that familiar way she had, like she couldn’t wait for it. He
collapsed onto her, sweaty and spent. He moved his legs to the outside
of her legs, pressing them tight around his cock, now losing its
hardness as it was squeezed out of her hot pussy, soft and beaten.
He rolled off her, kissed her cheek and put his hand over her mound,
letting his finger linger in the wetness as he headed for sleep. Lois
touched his chest, felt his regular breathing and lay staring at the
ceiling.
She smiled, feeling really satisfied for the first time in some weeks.
She stared into the darkness, wondering how this would all work out.
Her pussy felt ………. well ……. extraordinary, it had been through a lot
for one day.
She got up, feeling his cum sliding out of her and running down her
thighs as she walked toward the bathroom. She stopped to taste a
little of it from her fingers.
Lois stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, eyes wide, a
smile breaking across her face. She lifted the slip and gazed at her
blond curls, just hiding the crease of her body – “This is all your
fault!” she whispered.
End of Chapter Three
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