[MF] The Time I Face Fucked My Neighbor’s Friend In The Driveway

Three or four years ago, when I was around 26, my mom bought a house 5 minutes away from where I lived. I helped her get the house set up. Did a few repairs and painted both inside and out. I basically lived there for a few months while we arranged, decorated, fixed, and made the house livable. Two of the neighbours introduced themselves to me. One was the big guy across the street who was a construction worker, the other was my next-door neighbour. I honestly don’t remember her name, so we’ll call her Vicky…. Which, in all honesty, might actual be her real name. Really just don’t remember, so anyway, Vicky was a petite Hispanic woman with some intensively curly, long black hair. She had a very pretty smile and amazingly soft brown eyes. Super friendly, really short. I’d guess somewhere around 5’ maybe. I never learned how old she was, but I’d guess lower 40s upper 30s. She looked good for her age. But she was married, so that was a no go for me. Every now and then we’d end up spending a lot of time just talking whenever I was outside doing something or if we were just outside at the same time. I’d take out the trash for her every once in a while because her work schedule was weird, shit like that. We were decently close acquaintances.

One day my sister and I were over at mom’s place and I heard the doorbell ring, my sister answered it and called me downstairs. I thought it was a repair man or something, so I didn’t really think twice. For the record, I’m 6’6″ and on the Wesley Snipes spectrum of the dark side. I have dreadlocks and I’m an amateur boxer who’s addicted to weightlifting. I’ll be the first to admit that due to all the cardio and being super lanky, I’m not all that bulky, but I’m amazingly defined. I mention all this because I walked downstairs shirtless and in some grey sweats. When I got to the bottom of the staircase, I saw Vicky and a random woman standing in the doorway. Vicky’s seen me shirtless a few times since summer sucks and I refuse to wear a top while outside, but the other woman was kinda taken aback. My sister sticks around to talk to Vicky and the other lady for a little while since they were all in the medical field, then goes back upstairs. Vicky introduces me to her friend. We’ll call her Joe. First thing I noticed about Joe were her eyes. If you haven’t picked up on it yet, I’m a sucker for pretty eyes. She had some amazing hazel gems with red and black iron pressed, shoulder length hair draped around them. She was either the same height as Vicky, if not a little taller. But juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust barely. She for damn sure was WAY, curvier though, hips that could kill, thighs that looked like they could pop a basketball, a waist I could wrap my arms around a few times and some round ass DD tits that make my mouth water till this day. Just like Vicky, I never got Joe’s age, but I’m pretty sure she was in her upper 30s.

They came over because they were drinking and having a pizza party for their kids. Vicky mentioned she’s been telling Joe about me for a while and they figured this would be a great opportunity to see if I lived up to the hype. Me, not being one to ever stray from a challenge told them I’ll be out in a few. Just needed to get a shirt on and some shoes. Vicky joked that if I couldn’t find a shirt that wouldn’t be a problem and they both laughed a little too hard before they left. Joe was eyeing the hell outta me as her and Vicky were leaving, and I just smiled back. I didn’t really put two and two together because I was starving at this point. The first and only thing on my mind was the pizza. Guys, I was excited, hadn’t eaten all day. But as I was coming back down the stairs there was another knock on the door. Joe was standing there with a smirk on her face.

“Damn, I was kind of hoping to catch you before you put your shirt back on.” She brought her finger up to her lips and bit her nail.

Honestly guys, that’s all I remember from this conversation because like I said before, I was hungry. My stomach overpowers my dick… Every. Single. Time. So I wasn’t really focusing on what was said. But that first sentence stuck in my head. At some point in our conversation we exchanged numbers, and then we headed over to Vicky’s as we talked. It was the regular mundane conversation about how the day is going, what I’ve been doing around the house, and stuff like that. When we got to Vicky’s house Joe introduced me to her daughter. Vicky’s kids were outside riding scooters, so I pulled a chair out from her garage and sat down talking to them as they rode around. Joe sat on the ground next to me, and her daughter next to her. Vicky tells me that she told her husband they invited me over, but he said since he’s never met or talked to me, he doesn’t feel comfortable with me in their house while he’s not home. I told her that wasn’t a big deal and I didn’t plan on getting up any time soon anyway. Eventually we all started playing a game of truth or dare. Joe dared me to not sit in my chair, so I just sat on her. She said she just wanted me to sit next to her, but she said I could sit on her any time. Told her I’d extend the same offer to her any time and she said she hopes so.

I might be dumb when I’m hungry, but I’m not that dumb. When she said that I looked at her and she just smirked at me again. She started rubbing my back while maintaining eye contact, which as a surprise to no one, started getting me hard. With so many kids around I didn’t feel comfortable in my sweatpants, so I got off her and sat back down in the chair. About an hour later the sun started setting and Vicky’s husband came home. I met him, he seemed like a nice guy, and we all just kept talking. They all went inside but I was enjoying the night, so I said I’d stay outside. A few minutes later Joe came back outside with some pizza on a paper plate, a cup of wine for herself, and an orange soda for me. I damn near fell in love with this woman right there and then. Who loves Orange Soda? AshyBoneVR4 Loves Orange Soda!!! This time I gave her my seat, sat on the floor and destroyed that pizza. We started talking again, but this time it was about personal stuff. While she originally told my sister she was a CNA, she told me that was basically just her part time job. She was actually a stripper. She was so proud of her stage name too, but I thought it was stupid…. I’ll give you three guesses what it was.

So anyway, JOE went on to tell me that she was separated from her husband and that they were going through a divorce. While marriage is a no go, separated AND getting a divorce is a yes pass. It was around this point where I finished my pizza, and it was also at this point where I started to hear porn music playing in my head. I instantly started to get hard because everything was started to make sense. Since my stomach overlord had been pleased, my dick was free to take charge. She started shivering and I told her we could go inside if she wanted. She pointed to her little black sedan parked at the end of the driveway and said we could just go in there instead.

*PORN MUSIC INTESIFIES*

We get into the car and she turns on the heater. She rubs her hands together to try to get them warm and she tells me to feel how cold she was, and yeah, she was actually cold. I rubbed her hands between mine and started to breath onto them. She smiled, so I started kissing her hands.

“I’ve been wondering all night how soft those lips of yours are.” She whispered as her smile got bigger.

“I hope they didn’t disappoint since they’re kinda chapped.” I joked back. Really couldn’t help it.

“It’s hard to tell, my hands aren’t the best judges of how soft things are.” She started leaning towards me.

“That sucks, feeling is kinda their job.” I joked back again. I can’t help it, it’s a curse.

Didn’t matter though. I don’t know if I’m just good looking enough to pull off that corny shit, or if she was just horny, or if she genuinely thought it was funny, because she laughed, and then we started making out in the car. It felt like two high school kids sneaking out in front of their parent’s house to suck face. And Oh my God could this woman suck face. Kissing her sent waves up my spin. She would lightly graze her long nails up and down my neck and before she grabbed my dreads and slightly pull on them. We broke away and stared into each other’s eyes for a second which seemed like it lasted a solid year before she broke the silence first.

“So is all of your back your spot or what?” I was kind of confused at first. Her eyes damn near put me in a trance.

“What?”

“I saw the outline of your dick when I was rubbing your back ealier. Those sweatpants aren’t doing you any favors.” She started rubbing my, at that point, obvious as fuck bulged with a huge shit eating grin on her face. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a dick like that.” She started untying my sweats with one hand, while she kept rubbing me with other. Never breaking eye contact the entire time. Honestly coulda came right there and then

“I hope you liked what you saw.”

She looked out the window behind me to make sure no one was in the driveway and her smile widened. “Oh I think I did.” As she said this, her hand went straight down my boxers and grabbed my dick. Dear Lord her hands were cold, but God damn they were fuckin soft. She started stroking my dick in my sweats while repeatably glancing out the window. She looked back at me and smiled. Grabbed me by my shirts collar and pulled me in for another kiss. This one was hard, and longing. She damn near ate my tongue while shoving hers so far down my throat I think she was trying to get at that pizza I finished. Before we pulled apart, she liberated my cock from my sweats. I’m a tall guy, so while I think my dick is average, I’ve been told many times that it’s anything but. Proportionate is a better word. I’m around 8 inches. It’s been several years since I’ve measured. But I’m cut, have a right curve, and I’m girthy. When she saw my dick her face lit up.

She glanced out the window again, grabbed my hand and put it up her shirt. We talked about her breasts being fake around the time she told me she was a stripper, and she said most people couldn’t tell they weren’t real. I was like most people needless to say. They were soft, had a decent weight to them, and God I needed them in my mouth so bad. I don’t know what my face looked like at this point, but she laughed.

“I’m glad you’re having fun because I think I just met my new best friend.” As soon as that word left her lips, my dick entered into them. I could have died with no regrets as this woman was sucking my dick. I started thinking about how I got to that point but she flicked her tongue on my dick in a way that must have been the switch to my brain because all thought process stopped. She was bobbing on my cock with a fuckin passion. One hand stayed on my dick sliding up and down with her mouth while the other grabbed my sweats, balled a bunch of it into a fist and started pulling up guiding my hips. I got the message loud and clear. With a fist full of her hair, and the other hand around her neck I started fucking her mouth as hard as I could. I’m pretty sure the car was shaking, and it would have been obvious for anyone who came outside what was happening, but I didn’t give a fuck. I was in heaven. She kept trying to take me down her throat, but like I said, girthy. She gagged a few times before she came up for air while pumping my dick like she was trying to build up enough pressure in a Super Soaker to peel off flesh when you shoot it. You remember when they used to make that hissing sound? Basically, my dick, and I was making the sounds.

“I hate to do this to you, but I think we’re going to have to cut this short. I don’t want anyone coming outside and wondering where we went.” As Joe said this her pace slowed but she started rubbing my thigh with her other hand. I looked out the window and honestly yeah, I get it. Very very sad, but I get it. So damn close. She bent back over and kissed my dick’s head one last time before putting it away. I tied the drawstring and tried to adjust myself which just made Joe laugh since it was still VERY obvious that I was still very hard. We eventually got out of the car and went back to our seats. Ten or so minutes later everyone came back outside. We all talked, me and Joe kept flirting, while sneaking in inside jokes about blowjobs… which in all honestly were pretty obvious now that I think about it. But fuck it. I was horny.

The next day and night was the last time I saw Joe. It was, yeah, it was a fuckin trip. I wanted to tell the full story, but this got long, and my work shift is about to end which means it’s time for sleep. If anyone wants the ending of this story just let me know there’s interest. This was my first time writing a post like this and it was fun. I might try to write more stories in the future.

Thanks for reading.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j04jo6/mf_the_time_i_face_fucked_my_neighbors_friend_in