A naughty, slutty fantasy fuck with my neighbor that was two years in the making (f/m)

This story happened years ago when I was at the peak of being a bratty slut.

 

My parents are both executives and we live in an affluent neighborhood in a southeastern state. We live next door to Mike and Lilly, who are in their late 30s and own their own business. I’m Kenzie.and I was a 19 year old college student when this affair happened. I’m 5’8″ 140 lbs, brunette with 32B tits and I’m told I have a nice waist to ass ratio. I was home from college for the summer and got to act on a fantasy I’ve had since I was 17. I still feel bad because I seduced a married man and I’m nervous his wife will somehow find out one day.

 

The Backstory:

 

When I was a junior in high school, my parents had a backyard, spring bbq with friends and neighbors. This was the first time I felt sexual energy between myself and our next door neighbor Mike. I had only recently started fantasizing about older men and found I was attracted to handsome men with power. I think it started with feelings for my physics teacher.

I noticed Mike in his tight shirt and shorts. He had a fit body from riding his bike or running everyday. He dressed pretty cool for an older guy. I mostly saw him in suits but now, he had a cool local t-shirt and salmon colored shorts and looked really good. I was eating alone and he caught me looking at him as he walked away from his wife. He walked over to me and I could feel my cheeks getting red.

“Hey Mackenzie, how you doing?” he asked.

“Good…”

“I saw you on the trampoline the other day…you were getting really high and doing flips…looked impressive,” Mike said.

“Oh yeah…you could see?” I asked.

“Oh, I was on the second floor… just looked out my bedroom window and happened to see.”

He asked me about school and field hockey and asked if I was going to play field hockey in college. He liked sports and just seemed interested in athletics and fitness.

“Do you cheer, too?” he asked.

“Oh, we don’t really have cheerleaders…I go to [all girls school]. I mean, we do, but they go cheer for the boys at [all boys school]. I think that’s kinda weird…and don’t have time.”

After we talked, it made me wonder why he asked if I cheered…maybe he thought I was popular and attractive? I was reading too much into it…

 

A few days later, I saw Mike’s car pull into his driveway and watched him get the mail. He often came home around midday…maybe eating lunch I just came in from sun bathing and was in my bikini. I had an idea to jump on the trampoline and maybe he would see me.

I went outside with Turbo, my golden retriever, and threw the frisbee with him while jumping and flipping. I kept looking at the window but with the distance and the glare of the sun, I couldn’t see him. I jumped for like 15 minutes.

Finally when I got really high, I saw Mike was on his back patio, eating. I jumped, seeing if he’d notice me and I would wave. He was playing with his phone and eating. I got an idea. I made Turbo bark by teasing him with the frisbee and then I threw it over the fence and into Mike’s yard, aiming for the middle of his pool.

I climbed on our firewood rack and looked over the fence. I saw the frisbee floating in the middle of the pool and looked over at Mike.

“Hey!”

Mike looked over at me.

“I lost Turbo’s frisbee…oh no, it’s in the pool!”

“Oh, I can get it with the net…have to go to the garage” Mike said.

“No, don’t want to bother you… I’ll just go to your gate…I’m in a bathing suit anyway.”

“Oh, are you just trying to use my pool?” Mike asked.

“No…you are eating…I don’t want to bother you. I’ll get it real quick. Sorry.”

Mike met me at the gate and opened it. His eyes glanced over my pink bikini.

“No problem at all” Mike said.

I walked over to the pool and dived in, grabbed the frisbee and took the stairs up and out of the pool, dramatically flipping my hair back like in the movies.

“Oh, let me get you a towel.” Mike said, running inside.

I started to say no, but he seemed eager to get one and I wanted to linger.

He came back and handed me a towel.

“You look really nice and fit…I hope you can play field hockey in college…I saw you are tied for the most goals on the team.” Mike said.

“Oh yeah…I hope so too. Depends on where I go.”

I dried my hair and handed him the towel. I adjusted my suit in front of him. I told him that I could dry off faster on the trampoline. I apologized and thanked him again.

I couldn’t believe how he knew how many goals I scored! Now I was convinced he liked me…it turned me on.

 

Now:

 

Two years later, I play field hockey for my university and my parents got me a goal so I can practice in the backyard. They trimmed the grass short in a 12 x 12 area where the goal is so I can shoot and do dribble drills.

I had seen Mike in passing maybe three or four times and it was just brief hellos, congrats, good lucks from him. I still fantasized about fucking him sometimes when I was home from school. There was one time where it was dusk and I was jumping in my bikini and I could see a light come on in Mike’s bedroom. I could just barely make out Mike looking at me for 30 seconds before he went away.

I was doing drills in the backyard for about an hour. I saw earlier that Mike’s car was in his driveway and it was a weekday. I had been thinking about hitting the ball over the fence but I didn’t have to. I heard a loud “Fuck!” from Mike’s garage. I jumped up on the trampoline and saw the garage was open but couldn’t see Mike.

I went to the gate and called for him.

“Mike, are you ok?” I yelled.

“Oh, yeah…I’m fine. Smashed the fuck out of my finger. Oh, sorry about the cussing.” Mike said.

“I’ve heard worse! Let me see….are you ok?” I said.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks.” Mike said.

Mike opened the gate and showed me his index finger. It was red and starting to swell. I told him I’d be right back. I got my field hockey bag and got an instant cold pack. I hit it and gave it to him, despite his protesting. He finally took it and pressed it on his finger.

“I saw you playing back there…practicing…you had a good year, huh?”

“Yeah…oh, were you watching me again? I was working on ball handling…” I smiled.

This caught him off guard. I was a little more confident now and he seemed like he didn’t know how to respond…

“Oh, well, let me know if you need any help…” Mike said smiling.

We were flirting but not sure if we were.

“Do you ever work? Taking the day off?” I asked.

“Yeah, I didn’t feel like working today…was working on the garage. Lilly is out of town for a few days. Gonna surprise her with some house projects.”

“Ok, well, if you get bored…come over and help me with my drills. You can pass to me.”

“Where is your brother? You should get him to do something…” Mike said with a smile.

“He’s in Europe.” I said.

“Oh…well I guess I could come over now. I want to see the star in action.”

“I’m not the star…I’m barely a starter.” I said.

“Mmm, college is tougher than high school.” Mike said.

We went to my backyard and I explained a few different drills with him. I gave him a stick and we did traps and different dribbles. Then I had him pass fast balls to me by hand instead of stick because his finger was hurt. I asked him if he was bored and he said he liked watching me shoot and said he liked the power behind my shots.

“Well we already know you like watching me from far away…creeper. So I figured I’d let you watch me up close.”

“Haha…funny. I just happened to see you jumping one day…then I noticed you jumping in your bikini abuncha times…how could I not notice that…come on.” Mike said.

“Haha…it’s my fault…I was maybe a tease. I maybe did that on purpose so you would see me…” I said.

“Oh, really. Wow. You are…” his voice trailed off.

“I’m what…” I asked, walking up to him.

“Oh…I gotta go…I’m gonna get myself in trouble…” Mike said.

“Ok, sorry. Thanks for helping me practice! Hug?” I said.

I outstretched my arms and we hugged. I grabbed Mike’s hand.

“I can make your finger better…” I said.

“I bet you could…” Mike laughed, trying to get away.

I took his hand and held it up to my mouth and slowly kissed his finger.

“See! All better, right” I said.

“Better…” Mike said.

I held his hand up and kissed his finger again and this time I put his finger in my mouth. He didn’t stop me.

I put his other hand on the growing bulge in his shorts. He put his hand on my hip and around to my ass. I was wearing running shorts and a t-shirt. He pulled the shirt up a little and rubbed my back as I felt him getting harder.

“Mmm if only you were wearing your uniform..I’d have my hand up your skirt.” Mike said.

Mike looked around, paranoid someone was watching.

“Hey…I love you teasing me but we can’t do this…you are beautiful, but I’m married and…I’m gonna go. You are awesome, Kenzie.”

 

He quickly left. I was so wet. I went over to the trampoline, hopped up and laid on it. I started imagining Mike watching me and I took off my shirt and my running shorts. I rubbed my pussy through my panties and then put a hand down my orange, lacy panties, and fingered my pussy until I came. I looked at the window and thought I saw movement but couldn’t tell for sure.

I went in the house and took a shower. Then I put on my sexy VS hot pink bra and panties that I’ve had since high school. I put on my college field hockey uniform and wore the skirt a little high.

 

Mike answered his door after the third ring. He saw me and what I was wearing and told me to get inside.

“You can’t be at my house, on my porch, dressed like that. Someone will see. What are you doing?” Mike said.

“I have my uniform on now…I know you wanted to see” I said.

“Yes, and you look hot, but we can’t do this. How old are you?”

“19…” I said.

“I’m 39…almost 40 and I’m married.” Mike said.

“I like older guys…and you are hot and in shape…” I said.

“Ok, thanks, but you ignored the married part” Mike said.

“I’m not trying to change that, Mike. She will never know…I don’t want to move in…I just want you to fuck me” I said.

Mike looked excited and worried and sighed loudly. He sat down on the curved staircase and just stared off into space.

“Mike? Is this the first time you’ve cheated?” I asked.

“We didn’t cheat!” Mike said.

“No, not yet…you probably don’t have condoms” I said.

“No, I don’t” Mike said.

“So I’ve only had sex with condoms! So, we are good? I want to be fucked with a raw cock so bad…”

Mike was sitting on the stairs and I walked up the side and put a leg over him so he’d see up my skirt. I walked up a step and he leaned back on the stairs and rubbed my legs and up to my thighs.

“You are so hot…” he whispered.

I kept walking up the stairs and Mike watched me. I finally heard him following as I went down the hall. I found his bedroom and went to the window and looked out at my backyard and the trampoline. I touched something wet on the sil. Was this cum? I smelled it. Yes, it was. I got so wet knowing he watched me and already shot a load.

He walked in the room and was half undressed. He said he had to change. I kinda guessed why. I went over to the bed and laid down on my side, posing.

 

His house was even bigger and nicer than my parents house and I briefly imagined being married to him. I didn’t want to live next to my parents and I stopped thinking like that. Instead I looked at pictures of Lilly on his nightstand and a picture of the two of them together. I put a hand up my skirt and felt how wet I was.

“Guest room,” Mike said, walking for the door.

“No…make me cum in this bed first” I said.

“You are so bad…” Mike said.

“I’m your hot, college slut…in your wife’s bed.”

 

Mike came over in just boxer briefs. I got on my knees on the bed and we kissed about as passionate as I have ever kissed before. He was great with his tongue in my mouth and he kissed my neck and felt me up. He grabbed my ass so hard as he kissed. He put a hand up my skirt and rubbed my soaked pink panties until I moaned. Then he reached around and pulled my skirt up over my ass and squeezed and spanked my ass. He laid me down and went down on me, pushing my panties to the side and licking my pussy. He kept my skirt on and took my panties off. Then he licked my pussy inside and out for three or four minutes until I came really hard and closed my legs on his head. He sat on the edge of the bed and told me to suck his cock.

 

I got off the bed and took off my jersey. He told me to keep my bra and my tight skirt on. His cock was pretty hard and I got it really hard by stroking and licking his shaft. I would have put his balls in my mouth but he had quite a bit of hair. I teased him and then put his head in my mouth and sucked him. Then I took as much as I could until he hit the back of my throat. He was not the biggest I’ve had but had a really nice, thick cock. I sucked him until my jaw hurt. He noticed and he got me on the bed. I leaned over the bed and he got behind me, spanking my ass, lifting my skirt up around my waist, and then quickly entered my pussy with his hard cock. He fucked me from behind and took off my bra and played with my tits. He slammed against my ass really hard and I started to scream but I wasn’t cumming. It felt amazing. I told him I wanted to ride him and he sat on the edge of the bed and held me and grabbed my ass as I fucked him. I came so hard in just a few minutes. He said he loved fucking his bad girl…his naughty, slutty neighbor.

 

I sucked his cock again and then he fucked me on my side and then I did reverse cowgirl. I think missionary was the only thing we didn’t do. His cock made me cum three times and we fucked for over 30 minutes. He said I made him cum when I was on the trampoline or he probably woulda came in five minutes. I told him I’m so glad cuz he is fucking my brains out like nobody ever had. I think this sent him over the edge because he was fucking me from behind with me flat on my tummy and he suddenly pulled out and came all over my ass. I loved feeling his warm cum on my asshole and pussy but I kinda wanted him to cum in my mouth. That would be the next time though. I wore my high school uniform the second time I came over and begged for his cum in my mouth…something his wife wouldn’t let him do.

 

We ended up fucking over 20 times in two years. We still flirt when we see each other and his wife never found out even though we made mistakes. He told me that his wife and him hadn’t fucked for over a year until we started fucking. He said somehow I awakened something in both of them.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4sok5v/a_naughty_slutty_fantasy_fuck_with_my_neighbor