Gone country, back to her roots...

The Neighbor's Boyfriend
September 11, 2005 - 6:50 p.m.

The most scandalous affair I have had occurred over the summer. I was at home for the summer, so I had a lot of time on my hands. The lady that lives next door has had a live-in boyfriend for six years. He’s 45, but totally hot! Well, I have fantasized about him since the day he moved in. All through high school, I masturbated thinking about him and would sit at my window and watch him cut the grass and do yard work. He was shirtless, of course. He has a great body to be 45…it’s not perfect, but it’s very masculine. I have always liked my neighbor and talk to her and her boyfriend from time to time. We know each other pretty well. The boyfriend had been overseas on a job for over a year, but he came back this summer around the same time I got back in time. He stopped me outside one morning when I was coming back from my daily jog. I looked like crap…hair in a ponytail, white sports bra, and gray cheerleading shorts. Since I have a huge crush on him, I feel uncomfortable talking to him. Well, he was being kind of flirty (which I had never detected in the whole six years I’ve known him) so I became even more uncomfortable than usual. He asked for my email address because he wanted to send me the link to some website concerning his overseas job. I pretended to be interested, but gladly gave him my email address. Then, he sends me this mysterious email telling me he needs a favor and gives me his cell phone number. This is already arousing me because it’s so sneaky. Well, I couldn’t get up the courage to call him, so I came up with a better idea…I would go next door in the morning when my neighbor was at work. Then it would just be me and the boyfriend. I was guessing he wouldn’t be fully clothed either…

So the next morning, I put on my favorite perfume (Britney Spears: Curious)…tight white Capri pants, white flip-flops, and a hot pink tube top that makes my boobs look bigger. I wanted to look nice, without making it obvious. I was so nervous, walking up the walkway and ringing the doorbell. He answered the door in nothing but his boxers! Exactly what I had expected. I about wet myself right there on the front steps! So he invited me in and we made small-talk in the living room. The favor he wanted me to do him was to spy on his girlfriend. See, she had cheated on him many times while he was away…so he wanted to test her and see if she had anyone over while he was away. He offered to pay me, and I gladly accepted. I was mildly disappointed he didn’t ask for a sexual favor…but at the same time, I was thrilled that he was asking me to do this for him. While he spoke, I kept scanning his body. Those small boxers didn’t leave too much to the imagination. When he it seemed he was about wrap-up the conversation, I made my move…

I said “Since she cheated on you so many times, why don’t you get back at her by…oh, I don’t know…fucking the college girl next door?” He was dumbfounded for a second, but then a sly grin spread over his face. I got up from the couch and straddled him on the loveseat. I started kissing him intensely as he fondled my breasts. This man knows how to fondle! I can’t believe I’m doing this with a man 25 years older than me. This man from my sexual fantasies was right here for the taking. He lifted off my top and started sucking on my breasts. He gave my nipples extra attention and swirled his tongue around them. Then it was my turn…I kissed my way down his chest, swirling my tongue around his nipples, and kissing my way down his belly. I pulled off his boxers and out popped his semi-hard cock. It was the perfect size for a man his size. I swallowed it quickly and started sucking. I had craved this cock for so long. I kept looking up at him and rubbing my hands on his chest. I sucked until he was fully erect. Then I stood up, unzipped my pants and slowly slid them down…I figured I’d give him a little strip show. Then I turned around and bent over as I took off my lacy hot pink thong. As I was turning around, he unexpectedly stood up and grabbed me. He threw me down on the couch and buried his face between my legs. I was pleasantly surprised! He was very deliberate, yet delicate while eating me out. It felt great! Then he kissed his away up my toned tummy, and began to suck on my breasts for a little while. Then, the moment I had been waiting for all these years came…he slowly inserted his cock into my pussy. I let out a long, soft “aaaaaaaaaaahhhh!” I felt like I had made a dream come true. He bent my legs back a little…I draped one over the back of the couch and the other off the side, so I got some footing on the floor. He braced himself with both arms on the arm of the couch behind my head. He pounded the hell out of my pussy! Right when he said he was about to cum, I made him stop. This was not how I pictured the end. I told him to lay down on the area rug and I would ride him until I finished, then he could cum. I rubbed my pussy for a while as I just watched him lay there on the rug, waiting for me to ride him. Then I got down and swung my leg over him, and slowly inserted him back inside me. Our bodies had such good rhythm. I put my left hand on his chest and my right hand squeezing my breasts. I bit my lower lip and moaned as I had a mind-blowing orgasm. Not 10 seconds later did he explode inside me! I loved hearing him grunt in ecstasy he came inside me. It felt so good. I lay on top of him and there we were…our bodies as one. A sweaty heap of flesh on the rug by the fireplace. My dream had come true.

This was the first of many of our sexual encounters over the summer. I’ll save them for later…

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