Neighbor
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Jake had always considered himself the neighborly sort, helpful, sharing and certainly caring. He had lived in this neighborhood for over thirty years and together with his wife Helen they had watched a variety of neighbors come and go, raised their two children and sent them off to college and enjoyed each others love, affection and company. Then two years ago Helen was diagnosed with breast cancer and even the radical surgery didn't help. Jake had taken her home and tried his best to help...
She stayed wet long after she left Bekki. When she heard the garage door go up, she was still trying to figure out how to tell Mike about her afternoon. "Hi, baby," he greeted her and slipped both arms around her waist. "Mmmm, you're so warm today." He nuzzled her neck. She inhaled deeply and decided to waste no time. "Yes, that's what Bekki said, too." "Huh?" His breath stayed close to her ear but now his hands were over her ample breasts. "Bekki next door?" "Uh huh." She put her hand over...
I'm 55, semi-retired and live in a modest home situated in a typical upstate NY suburban neighborhood. As in the past couple of summers, my immediate neighbor's smokin' hot little 19 year old daughter Tamara has come home from college for the summer. God damn, this chick can rock the fuckin' foundation of a volcano...she's gorgeous, statuesque, lithe, and friendly as all get out. As she matures, she's developing into a real stunner and has this hot Kendall Jenner but-a-little-older type of look...
It was a usual school day and as often happened I woke up with a hard on. I remember I was dreaming about my hot neighbor from thirteenth floor giving me a blowjob. Images from the dreams were so live and arousing, that I needed to release my semen really badly, but unfortunately I hadn’t have time to do it. When I was dressing up I had the dilemma whether I should put my underpants on, or should I give my dick a little more space to hang freely and relaxed in jeans alone. I went for jeans...
I had been fucking my eighteen year old neighbor boy for over three months. I remember the first time we fucked. He came over to give me something never knowing what he really was going to give me. I had a short robe on and was nude underneath it. I took him to the kitchen and sat him on a stool as I poured us some iced tea. As I slid the glass to him my robe gapped open and I did not bother to close it. He stared at my huge tits and I smiled. He was going to be easy to fuck. I then sat on the...
My wife was leaving for a three with business trip. We had just fucked the night before so I would be good for a while (so she thought). As she drove away, I was ready for some fun action. I stepped into the bedroom, stripped naked, and rolled on the bed. I put my legs over my head and pulled my ass down until my hardening cock was touching my lips. I ran my tongue round the head and pulled harder to get an inch or so if my cock in my mouth. I rocked back and fourth for a few minutes. ...
Again, this is true and not a fantasy:We use to have a neighbor by the name of Don and his wife Mabel. One day I was sitting in my downstairs rec room and there was a large glass sliding door on the left. I was sitting on the couch watchng tv in my underwear when I looked out the glass door and saw the bushes between Don's house and us moving. Then I looked at the bottom of the fence and I noticed a pair of work boots. My neigbor Don was looking at me!! However, I couldn't see his body, just...
As the woman sat on her porch rocker, she thought back to a particular day. Was it 1951 or possibly 1952? She couldn’t remember all that well but what she did recall was the day and the moment he did what he did. Her best friend and her were about to turn 20 years old. They had the same date of birth too. She smiled once she started to recall the events of that day. While slowly rocking on the porch rocker one day, she relaxed and sat back. Her and her friend Elaine seemed inseparable, almost....
MatureIntroduction: A man trapped in a loveless marriage has some help from nature. I am Jason, a mid thirties married man living in suburbia. My wife Tiffany and I have been married for almost ten years. We have no kids, she never wanted any. That sounded great when I was younger and I didnt mind when we bought the house in a great neighborhood. Its easy for us to manage our money and do all the things our friends cant. They have kids and all the trappings involved. Still as time goes on and Tiffany...
This is 30% true and 70% fantasy. The true part: I've been living in the same house for 10 years now I've seen 3 different neighbors come and go from the house next door to me. I live at the end if a cult-a-sac so I only have one house next to me . Now a forth family is moving in, a mother and her two c***dren. A son who looks to be 21-22 and a daughter who is 18-19 maybe even 20. The mom is about 5.7 slim hazel eyes long reddish brown hair, handful sized tits, round bum, and long legs. The...
A young man in his late teens is walking the neighborhood, looking for odd jobs to perform for some summer money and has visited several homes coming up empty and is beginning to get discouraged. He has tried all his close neighbors and is leery on leaving his familiar surroundings when he comes up on a home that appears to need a lot of work and there is a car in the driveway. He summons up all his courage and rings the doorbell and after several rings he begins to walk away when the door...
BDSMNeighborsJohn had just come in from work; it was late, around 11:30 pm. It was a warm summer evening with a light breeze blowing. Without turning on the lights he went in to his bedroom stripped and dropped his clothes in a pile and walked into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge. Wearing only his briefs he opened the sliding glass door and walked out onto his balcony. He lived on the second level of a building in a new, modern apartment complex on the southeast side of town. It sat up...
Straight Sex"TJ! Are you there?" Came a whisper through my open window. I turned away from my video game to see who it was, Mrs. Jenkins from next door. "Deena? Is that you?" I whispered back trying to not wake my mom. "Yes TJ, you got a minute? I need someone to talk too." Deena said. I went and opened the front door and let her in. We went to the kitchen and I fixed her a glass of wine. Deena was my neighbor. She was in her early sixties and not half bad looking. Petite, pert though small tits, White...
My second submitted story - this is a complete work of fiction, definitely a fantasy. I guesss it's up to you to decide whether it's a fantasy for the man or the woman . . . Larry had moved into the neighborhood three months ago. The house was rented because he wanted to get comfortable with the area before buying. But there was an option to buy with this lease and so far, he thought it was going to be a distinct possibility. The house was modest, only 6 rooms and a garage. But...
BDSMIt’s been about six months since the girl Lisa moved into the apartment above mine. It’s turned over a few times since I started living here, so I just said hello when I saw her on the stairs. She was very pretty and much younger than I was. She kept walking while replying with a pretty dismissive, “hey”. I didn’t think much of it until I heard her moving furniture around and making a lot of noise ... At 3am in the morning. Over the next few months, it happened a lot, especially on weekends...
As the woman sat on her porch rocker, she thought back to a particular day. Was it 1951 or possibly 1952? She couldn’t remember all that well but what she did recall was the day and the moment he did what he did. Her best friend and her were about to turn 20 years old. They had the same date of birth too. She smiled once she started to recall the events of that day. While slowly rocking on the porch rocker one day, she relaxed and sat back. Her and her friend Elaine seemed inseparable,...
He knew she was going to be at her window, which is exactly what happened every day. His window faced hers and he could see clearly inside the bedroom. He stood in the dark behind his half drawn curtains and looked into her brightly lit bedroom. He didn’t know if she knew he was there but he suspected she did, her routine never varied. She walked into her room. Her white skin glowed in the soft light of the lamps, her body was covered by nothing but a soft white towel, her dark brown hair wet...
If you read my first story, then this is a little story that happened when I was 16. When I grew up everyone on our street had a "victory garden" because WWII made everything scarce so everyone grew vegetables on a plot of land that was not used or owned to our knowledge. It was just called "the canal" and there were deep woods where we played as k**s. Since I was by now firmly into sex at home and with the neighborhood boys we fucked and sucked each other in our fort that we played in. One day...
She had been alone for a while, and was starting to get desperately needy. At the same time she didn’t just want anyone, she had her eyes on someone special. His figure had been intriguing her for some time already. They really didn`t know each other, she actually didn`t have much contact with anyone in her building, and that only made it easier, because no one would be asking questions. She was well aware of his arrival times, and was determined to be noticed by him, in a way he would not be...
She had been alone for a while, and was starting to get desperately needy. At the same time she didn’t just want anyone, she had her eyes on someone special. His figure had been intriguing her for some time already. They really didn`t know each other, she actually didn`t have much contact with anyone in her building, and that only made it easier, because no one would be asking questions. She was well aware of his arrival times, and was determined to be noticed by him, in a way he would not be...
Did you see us last night? Were you peeking through your window blinds? When did you notice us? Or did you hear us through the open window? How long have you been watching us? Was this the first time? How did my wife look in the light of the full moon? Did you watch me as I woke her? Look at her lying in the moonlight in just her panties and a small tank top? Watch as I ran my hands over her body slowly undressing her? Did you see her roll over and smile at me? Did it...
ExhibitionismWant to share one of the most memorable incident of my life the memories of which r still a fresh in my mind… As my college was quite far from my place I lost most of the time traveling 2 and from, so I rented a room near my college vicinity, my landlords were very friendly and nice people the had a daughter Anjali. She was in 12th standard; she was very cute looking gal with a very nice physique with 34 c boobs fair in complexion and around 5’3 inches tall. It so happened 1 day that I came...
I’m sitting in my chair watching a porn tape my pants were off and my cock was hard I was playing with it but hadn’t CUMED as much as I wanted to. I had to pee really bad but I remember closing my eyes and thinking about you but I new that you were not around and all the sounds that were on the tape my cock was leaking large amounts of clear pre CUM just thinking of you and what I WANTED you doing to me my cock was covered with it I was so involved think about you I didn’t here the door open...
EroticNEIGHBORS by Rachel Ann Cooper © 1997 My name is George Brent and Marla and I had met in college although we never had dated. It wasn't that I wasn't attracted to her. I was, but she seemed a little tall for me. See, I'm only 5'7" and she is 5'6" and we're within eight pounds of one another. I'm slight and non muscular. It was too even a match. However, she was offered a good job in auditing at Conner Corporation and grabbed it up while I lingered trying to find...
(Peeping on the neighbor girls leads to much more)Part 1 – The TrespassIt was a smoldering summer morning, normal for Phoenix, when I chose to climb the wooden, six-foot-tall fence separating our backyard from our neighbor's, to retrieve the basketball that had inadvertently bounced into their yard the previous day. I absolutely hated going over to a neighbor's house, knocking on the door, and requesting something I'd lost in their yard. Looking back, I have no idea why I felt that way. When I...
My face was buried between the thighs of Cheryl Findley. Her shaven labia (and, consequently, my face) were coated with my saliva, her juices, and the semen of my neighbor, Bob. The taste was exquisite. When I felt the hand on my shoulder I ignored it at first. Then the hand squeezed harder and a voice came from behind me. "May I cut in?" I lifted my head and turned to find my brother in law, Harry, smiling down at me. "Which of us would you like to join?" I asked, "Cheryl or...
Neighbors John had just come in from work, it was late, around 11:30 pm. It was a warm summer evening with a light breeze blowing. Without turning on the lights he went in to his bedroom stripped and dropped his clothes in a pile and walked into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge. Wearing only his briefs he opened the sliding glass door and walked out onto his balcony. He lived on the second level of a building in a new, modern apartment complex on the southeast side of town. It sat up...
We’d been neighbors for about three years. Tonia and her husband Glenn were not really close friends, but we kept an eye on each others place while the other was on vacation, shared an occasional barbeque, and played cards now and then. I’d always felt a little bit of tension between Tonia and I, nothing I could put my finger on, just a look now and then, or when standing in a group, sometimes we’d bump into each other. I was always careful to keep my distance and not to come on to her but...
Janet has lived next door to me for many years and we have become close. She has a son named Max who is a great guy. I get to watch him when Janet and her husband are away. On this day Janet and I and a couple of our friends were sitting by the pool talking while the k**s were playing. Max got out of the pool and walked over, picked up a ball and threw back in at the other k**s. "My goodness Janet, what is that between Max's legs?" Carol asked. "I was looking at that too! Janet, have you...
We’d been neighbors for about three years. Tonia and her husband Glenn were not really close friends, but we kept an eye on each others place while the other was on vacation, shared an occasional barbeque, and played cards now and then. I’d always felt a little bit of tension between Tonia and I, nothing I could put my finger on, just a look now and then, or when standing in a group, sometimes we’d bump into each other. I was always careful to keep my distance and not to come on to her but...
Wife LoversI made one of those bold mid-life decisions a few months ago when Idecided to leave a company I spent 15 years at to start my own business. The idea of waking up, lounging in my house all day needing only a computer, fax machine and a cell phone to consider it a work day appealed to me. I took my client roster with me and in no time business was a success. One morning, sitting at the breakfast bar in my kitchen, scanning thefinance pages on my laptop. It was a lazy, warm day for me as I sat in...
Not many people would call me a sexy guy - short, middle aged, and a bit overweight. So I was completely (but pleasantly!) surprised by the following experience. About a month ago I was home alone. My wife was out with the kids doing some shopping. I was at loose ends and feeling a bit horny. And as we all know, there are ways to handle that. I should tell you that my sex life is mostly with myself. My wife has lost interest in sex, and while she will accommodate me if I ask I usually...
Exhibitionism"Have another, Melly?" the bartender asked. "No thanks, Jack. I'm good," I slurred. I was a bit more drunk than I had anticipated and wondered how I was going to get home. "Is there anyone you can call for a ride?" he asked. "It's a nice night, I think I'll walk. Thanks anyway," I said as I slowly got to my feet, trying to keep myself steady. Just as I stood up and took a few steps away from the bar stool, I lost my balance. I fell right into the arms of Jason, my neighbor who...
Not many people would call me a sexy guy – short, middle aged, and a bit overweight. So I was completely (but pleasantly!) surprised by the following experience. About a month ago I was home alone. My wife was out with the kids doing some shopping. I was at loose ends and feeling a bit horny. And as we all know, there are ways to handle that. I should tell you that my sex life is mostly with myself. My wife has lost interest in sex, and while she will accommodate me if I ask I usually...
My second submitted story – this is a complete work of fiction, definitely a fantasy. I guesss it’s up to you to decide whether it’s a fantasy for the man or the woman . . . Larry had moved into the neighborhood three months ago. The house was rented because he wanted to get comfortable with the area before buying. But there was an option to buy with this lease and so far, he thought it was going to be a distinct possibility. The house was modest, only 6 rooms and a garage. ...
My wife Nicole travels alot so i spend a good amount of time on my own. Her best friend Sarah moved next door not too long ago and we let her two teenage daughters, Erica and Natalie, have acces to our large swimming pool out back. Both girls loved to come over and swim and bring there friends all the time. Natalie was long and lean at around 5'9" and 120 lbs. She had a great body and loved to flaunt it. Her dark brown hair wis long and wavy and always perfect. Makeup is always impeccable, with...
This story was written for Tiffany, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, the fantasies described her were fantasies that we shared. My biggest regret is that we never got to act them out in real life; we have to be content to enjoy them in our minds.Living in an apartment complex can mean that ones privacy is sometimes compromised. This is not however always a bad thing as I found out.My wife, Tiffany, and I had recently moved into a very nice 3-bed room apartment on the ground...
This story was written for Tiffany, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, the fantasies described her were fantasies that we shared. My biggest regret is that we never got to act them out in real life; we have to be content to enjoy them in our minds.Living in an apartment complex can mean that ones privacy is sometimes compromised. This is not however always a bad thing as I found out.My wife, Tiffany, and I had recently moved into a very nice 3-bed room apartment on the ground...
Sitting in front of the TV watching some male to male porn displayed while I stroked my dick became a sudden awakening of introspection. While still stroking my hard cock, I began evaluating what I liked but where my life was. My sex life was mostly with men but in reality I was more omni-sexual than gay. I liked sex of all varieties but I enjoyed sex with men possibly just a little bit more. I really enjoyed fucking a guy's asshole while jacking him off. There is almost nothing better...
Our fantasies are often about those around us. It doesn't take much to get a mind to wander. John Doe was deeply involved in looking for the right story. Nothing so far had hit home. There either wasn't enough passion, or there wasn't enough suspense. There wasn't enough novelty, or there wasn't enough familiarity. It seemed like the right stimulation could only come from dreaming up an encounter - but the concentration involved made it unsatisfying. What John needed was to take a risk - to go...
When my gym threw the next charity dance I went with my wife. Now we were going to do it again with a bit of a twist.Of course Mindy was the talk of the dance with her new dress and blonde hair. We danced a bit but then I started to hit the bar a bit too much. In truth it was a careful act as my drinks had a lot of ice and were often tossed out when nobody was looking.A bit buzzed I acted roaring drunk. Mindy and I had a staged argument on the dance floor with Henry trying to step in with the...
You walk up to our house and knock at the door. I say "come in" and when you open the door to enter, I am naked. After greetings, I lead you upstairs and you kick off your shoes and lay on the bed fully clothed. I start with your mouth- passionately kissing, with our tongues darting in and out and gently nibbling on each other's lips. You reach to fondle and caress my breasts through my shirt but I won't let you touch me. Then I begin kissing. licking, and caressing with my mouth along...
‘Becky?’ I smiled as I finished wiping toast crumbs away from the kitchen counter tops, hearing the slight wheedling tone to my sister’s voice. ‘Yes?’ ‘Could you bring me another cup of tea? Ple-ease?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know. That’s going to cost you.’ ‘How much?’ I grinned, already pouring water from the freshly boiled kettle into Sarah’s mug. ‘Oh, I don’t know. Let me think,’ I called back, adding just a dash of milk and immediately fishing out the tea bag. ‘Gnat’s pee,’ I muttered to no one...
"You're a pervert then," said Shirley, "You wanting me to flash and let other blokes touch me up, and fantasising about me being screwed by them, makes you a pervert.""Well that means me and about 50% of the male population then, because it's one of the biggest male fantasies." I said a bit defensively. "Look; when we go out you get dressed up so you look great, yes? I see other blokes looking at you and I don't think they are wondering where you bought your dress from. I know, because I am a...
When we had nothing better to do, and the big river was nearby, we enjoyed taking pot shots at the officers on the poop decks of passing ships. We seldom hit anyone as far as I could tell, but even at 500 yards, my rifle was very accurate, and I often scattered the afterguard. It was judging the moving target that was the problem, but I enjoyed seeing men scrambling about after one of my shots. Occasionally the tars replied with a bow chaser, aiming at the smoke cloud my riffle produced, but...
Thus began my love of boats. Monday, Wednesday and Friday from 9am until noon and Tuesday, Thursday from noon until 4pm. The three day class was sitting in a pram identifying the ropes and pulling the right one. "I know it's boring," said Gary ... the junior division instructor. "We want you to be able to find the right line underwater if you have to." "Muscle memory," he called it. It all boiled down to repetitive behavior. It Was boring. We had drop-outs. We had Chicago fathers...
James' hand was trembling as he led me towards the bed. I caught his eye and he had a huge grin on his face. It was then I realized it was my hand that was trembling. "nervous?" James asked. "well....yeah, I've never done anything like this before........have you?" James bit his lip and gently shook his head no. We both sat down together on the edge of the bed, me nervously shuddering, James excited as ever. His hand crossed onto my smooth muscular thigh and began sliding up and down....
I remember that day clearly. The century, killer storm of March, 1993. The storm was later found to be predicted as much as 2 weeks in advance, the legacy of new weather prediction computers. Nobody believed the computers, then, and the storm came as a surprise, a practically unprecedented meeting of three conflicting pressure zones. The meeting caused an explosion of unheard of weather, dumping 3 feet of snow practically overnight, from a storm that seemed to come out of nowhere. It inundated...
VI. I don't know about you, but if I thought for a moment that 7th Avenue and 39th Street in Manhattan would be a glamorous place, I must have had rocks in my head. Oh, I know, a significant portion of the world's most beautiful clothes and the models who wear them all pass through that intersection, but there's very little of that glamor left over at the end of the day. The fashion business had a reputation as a cut-throat business and since I've been in New York I've seen enough to...
Hi this is Meenakshi .I had been studying for what seemed forever. My finals were a week away and I felt like the semester had just started. This was my last round of finals. I completed my Thesis and all that stood in the way of me graduating were those damned finals. As luck had it the biggest book on earth was the one I had my nose buried in. I felt hands roll up my upper back and onto my shoulders. It took me a moment to figure out if I were dreaming and that all the reading I had been...
LesbianI STARTED COLLEGE AND SINCE I WAS TAKING COMPUTER SCIENCE, I GOT A JOB AS AN ASSISTANT FOR IT DEPARTMENT, I LOVED THE JOB IT WAS EASY FIXING OTHER STUDENTS’ COMPUTERS, AND PRINTERS. I OF COURSE HAD TO SIGN A SHIT LOAD OF NON-DISCLOSURE STATEMENTS. I MAINLY SET UP NEW COMPUTERS THE SCHOOL BOUGHT TO RUN ON OUR NETWORK AND SET PASSWORDS FOR THE INSTRUCTERS AND THEIR CLASSES FOR SPECIFIC SITES. ONE MORNING I WENT IN EARLY TO JUST GET OUT OF CLASS AND ON MY DESK WAS A AWESOME GAMING LAPTOP. THER...
One of my sweet readers asked what i wear when in write my stories— Mostly it’s nothing exciting..whatever i happened to be wearing…at computer on the desk. But when i’m expecting a real serious xhamster session i spice it up — i think you’ll like it. i use a big over-stuffed chair in the den and put the notebook computer on a tray-table, sort of like a TV dinner table, that i can pull up close for comfortable viewing and typing. To save the upholstery i sit on a big bath towel folded over...
Ну вот и всё, начинается новая страница моей жизни. С сегодняшнего утра я официально разошёлся со своей женой. Мы женились чуть более двадцати лет назад, в голодные девяностые. Мне было 18, а ей 28 и она была роскошна. Тогда я не понимал, что она во мне нашла. Впрочем, с тех пор изменилось многое, Аня уже лет как 5 растолстела и назвать её привлекательной сейчас невозможно. Но не это стало причиной нашего расставания. Мы просто стали разными людьми с несовместимыми взглядами на жизнь....
I had been with Brett several times now after our first time together. ("Older boy turns me into his CD sex toy" story) sucking his cock and making him cum was all I could think about. I loved pleasuring him, I loved the way it made me feel being with him. I also admit, I loved the attention of an older, popular, handsome boy.Brett liked me to dress up in feminine, girly panties and bra. From the moment I first slipped on a soft, silky thong, I loved the way it felt and how it made me feel. So...
This is a continuation of my novel. I’m sorry it took so long to get it on here. It’s going to take even longer to get the next piece on. I’m sorry in advance for any grammatical, spelling or punctuation issues as I still have yet to be able to get an editor to contact me. As with before, all sexual actions take place by eighteen year old adults. For those who have been looking for sex, it finally comes into play in this addition. There are some problems with time in this one, so I know there...
As I said when this started, I had never in my life had such a wild experience. A beautiful busty 21-year old woman was sucking my cock right down her throat while her mother was sticking her tongue down my throat and forcing me to fondle her fake breasts. This is the stuff porn is made of, but it was happening to me and there was no director, lights, or cameras. Brittney went to work on my cock, filling her throat with the rock hard cock that was ready to spurt thick white cum at any second....
I love, Walmart, I do. it’s a great place to get cheap good shit, but the people….some of the most vile and crazy you’ll ever find. Its true what they say ‘God has a sense of humor, don’t believe me? Go to Walmart and just look at people…” But it had been a pretty good and uneventful day as I left. I packed my stuff up and got in. Before I took off I heard a knock on the window. I looked over and saw a young girl. She was a pretty young asian girl with back length black hair and light brown...