[FM] I [F20] Traded My Boobs And A Blowjob To My Married Neighbor [M30s] For Some Beer

*Disclaimer 1* I am no longer 20 years old. This happened more than a decade ago now.

*Disclaimer 2* This story involves a man cheating on his wife with me, so it may not be your flavor of story.

During summer break while I was still in college, I was home for the summer. I wanted to keep my tan up so I went out into the backyard a lot in my bikini to sunbathe. On more than one occasion, I caught my neighbor, Mr. Johnson (whose name I later leaned is Drew *name is changed*) peaking over our fence and checking me out in my bathing suit. Both of our yards were fenced, but his was on a hill so he could see down into our yard easily, while it was next to impossible to see into his yard from anywhere but the second story of one bedroom of my parents house. Drew was about 10 years older than me, attractive, in his early thirties, married, with three young kids. I actually couldn’t believe he had so many kids at such a young age.

One Saturday, Drew called from over the fence.

“Soaking up the sun?” He smiled.

I returned his smile. “Ha! Yep. Gotta get that Vitamin D.”

“Well if you ever want to soak in our Hot Tub to cool off, you are welcome too!”

In truth, that sounded amazing.

“That’s so nice! Could I come over right now?”

“Well, sure! I’ll get it fired up.”

I got up and wrapped my towel around myself, excited to relax in a Jacuzzi. I walk into Drew’s backyard where he is pressing buttons and twisting knobs as the jets of the hot tub roared to life.

I took my towel off and climbed up and dipped my legs in. The water was just starting to heat up, so I sat on the edge of the tub while Drew oggled at my tits.

“They’re 34 C’s, if you’re wondering, Mr. Johnson.” I teased. I was actually kind of surprised that I said something like that, so forward, but it brought Drew out of his trance.

He laughed awkwardly, shifting his gaze back to my face. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’d love a beer.” I replied with a flirty smile.

“Nice try, sweetheart, I know you aren’t old enough to drink yet, your parents said you just turned 20, right?” He was right, I was only 20.

“Oh come on, Drew. It’s not like I’ve never had a beer before. I’m in college.”

He laughed. “Yeah, but furnishing alcohol to underage kids could put me in jail!”

“Please, I think I would do *anything* for a beer right now.” I pouted.

My neighbor raised an eyebrow. “*Anything?* Like what?”

“Wanna see these?” I leaned forward squeezing my shoulders together.

“You got a deal!” Drew rushed in the house and returned with a six pack.

I reached out to grab a beer.

“Ah ah! We had a deal.”

I rolled my eyes. “Men.” Paranoid, I looked around to make sure noone was around to see and lifted my top, flashing my breasts to Drew for the first time. I quickly pulled my top back over me and sunk down into the water in an embarrassed heap.

“That was *glorious*!” He grinned, opening and then handing me a beer.

I took a swig. “Ahhh. Worth it.”

“Just don’t tell your parents.”

I laughed. “So where are your wife and kids?”

He told me that they were off at his wife’s parents house about an hour away, and he had gotten out of going by saying that he had to do yard work.

“Nice!”

We kept talking. Talking about his work, his family, my school, my family, everything. Pretty soon I had finished my beer and reached for another.

“Woah, woah, I think you’ve had enough!”

I protested. “I’ve had ONE beer! You’ve had THREE!”

He wasn’t budging.

“I’ll show you my boobs again.” I offer with a smile.

“Sorry, kid. Those were nice, but I really can’t give you anymore.”

“I’ll suck your dick.” I blurted out.

“Wait. What?”

“I’ll suck your dick for a beer.” I say deadpanned. Inwardly I was freaking out. Like, did I just offer to suck my neighbor’s dick for alcohol? “I mean, if you want?” Although my brain might have just been telling me that this was crazy, the feeling between my legs was betraying my inner desires.

“Holy hell!” Drew said. “Honey, I can’t do that. I’m married! And its the middle of the day.”

I reached forward and touched Drew’s crotch through his shorts. He was trying to hide it, but I could tell he was already as stiff as the Washington Monument. “But noone can see us out here…and I like it when you call me honey.” I looked up at him and lean in closer, our lips barely separated. “Mr. Johnson.” I sighed into his mouth and kissed him.

Drew broke the kiss and looked around like I did when I flashed him for the first beer. He took off his shoes and socks stumbling a little and then his shirt. He definitley had a dad bod, with patches of body hair all over him. He took off his shorts next and climbed into the hot tub, standing in just his boxers.

I gave him a look once over and couldn’t believe what I was doing. To be almost naked with this man out in the open felt so wrong! At the same time I was becoming more and more turned on due to the situation.

I sank into the water with him and sat on his lap, immediately feeling cock.

My neighbor laughed, “You know I’ve had dreams about this.” He started kissing my neck.

I moaned and wiggled my hips to get comfortable as I leaned into his kisses.

I was kind of shocked at the change and willingness in my neighbor, who was previously so hesitant to stray from his marriage, but who was now in the water with me doing things that could ruin his marriage. For the next ten minutes Mr. Johnson groped and kissed me while I gave him an underwater lap dance.

Eventually he got really bold and slid his hands down my stomach until he touched my pussy through my bikini bottoms. I shooed him away.

“That wasn’t part of the deal, Mister.”

His cock twitched beneath me and he went back to rubbing my body before trying again. The second time I gave in and letd him feel my pussy. The whole situation was so wrong but it was making me gush fluids all over Mr. Johnson’s hand. Good thing we were submerged in the hot tub.

Drew was clearly trying to work me up–and it was working. I started grinding on his hand a little. Next thing I know he has pushed my bottoms to the side before putting two fingers in me. Fuck it felt good. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. Unrelenting, my neighbor also pushed my top down and started licking and sucking on my nipples

I was literally shaking on top of Drew’s thick fingers while he played with me. I was so turned on that I subconsciously started rubbing his cock.

My neighbor removed his fingers and brought them up to his face licking them clean, “Hmm fucking hell. You taste just like honey, honey.” He snickered

“Oh my god. I can’t believe you just tasted me. This is so wrong…fuuuuck.” I said, flustered.

He got up and sat on the edge of the hot tub and took his dick out while shaking it towards me.

I was a little surprised because while the length of Mr. Johnson’s Johnson (lol) was average it looked at least twice as thick, maybe three times as thick as any cock I had ever taken (up to that point). It was like a soda can.

“You like that?” He smirks as he shakes his dick near my face again.

“You’re gonna like it a lot more when it’s buried deep in your pussy.”

“I never said I would have sex with you, Mr. Johnson!”

Drew laughed a little too loudly for the conspicuous nature of the situation.

I looked into his eyes and slowly started stroking his dick. My hand looked so tiny compared to his thick dick, I couldn’t even fully wrap my fingers around it.

“Hmmm, that feels good. Don’t stop…use both hands.” Mr. Johnson ordered.

I smiled rolled her eyes but responded to his command. Even when using both my hands to stroke his dick, there was still a good amount sticking up at my face.

“Holy shit…it’s so fucking big, Mr. Johnson” I said, feeding his ego. Guys like that, right?

“That’s right baby girl. Feel that big cock…it’s all for you.” My neighbor growls as if trying to claim me as his own.

I keep stroking at a steady pace.

“Come on, don’t be shy…touch my balls.” He says while staring down at his conquest.

I listened to his instructions and dragged my hand down his cock to his balls, squeezing and scratchibg them occasionally.

Although the water was helping me make his fat cock more slick, I leaned over and lets some saliva slide from my lips to his dick which helped make it even slicker.

“Yess, keep doing that you sexy slut. You’re so good at this.”

I didn’t know why I felt a tingle between my legs hearing those words. Maybe because I’d never done this kind of thing so publicly. And of course, knowing I was doing a good job made me feel a little proud. I responded by letting even more of my saliva drop down to his cock, getting more coated with each fresh stroke.

After doing that a few times, Mr. Johnson blurted out, “Stuff it in your mouth.”

I looked up at him with a teasing smile.

“Do it!” Mr. Johnson snaps in an aggressive voice.
“Put it in that pretty mouth.”

I say in my sexiest voice, “Okay. I’m gonna swallow this big cock.” I paused. “But I want the rest of the beer.”

Then I lick from the base all the way to the tip. It didn’t taste like much, mostly chlorine…and penis. I just swirled my tongue on the tip of his dick not letting go of his gaze.

From there I started doing small motions to swallow his tip. I repeated until I was going at a fast pace. Finally I removed cock from mouth to catch my breath, while Drew just groaned. More turned on than ever, I started rubbing his saliva coated cock all over my face.

“You like the taste of my dick baby?” Drew asked.

I nodded slowly while staring up at him licking his cock slowly.

I summoned my sexy voice again, “Are you ready, Mr. Johnson? I’m gonna swallow this whole thing and you’re gonna watch.”

Drew groaned in approval.

I slowly inch my mouth down his cock, my mouth stretching wider than it ever had due to his girth. When it reached the back of my throat my gag reflex triggered. Only a few more inches. I held myself steady to surpress my gag reflex. I breathed in through my nose and relaxed my throat before pushing the last inch or two into my mouth.

“Holy fuck! That’s a first.” Drew whispers with a grin.

I unsheathed his penis from my throat, gasping for air, eyeliner now running down my face.

“Mrs. Johnson doesn’t do that for you?” Stroking the lube from my mouth and throat across his shaft.

“Your mouth feels incredible. Where did you learn to give head like that?”

I look up into his eyes, wondering if he really wants an answer while I’m giving him head and slowly slide my lips up his cock until they pop off. Still holding his gaze, I tell him in a hushed voice, “I’ve had a lot of practice.”

I look back down and resume sucking, trying to finish him off quickly.

I take my mouth off his dick again (my jaw gets sore, lol) and swirl my tongue on the tip of his dick some more, saying in a flirty voice “I didn’t know that they could taste this good, Mr. Johnson!” Smacking his cock against my cheeks before I continue to blow him.

Drew groaned, “You like gagging on a married man’s cock?”

He clearly liked it, but my jaw was getting really fucking tired. I played into the fantasy, and continued moaning over his thick cock.

“Yes, Mr. Johnson,” I hissed, “I can’t believe Mrs. Johnson has been hoarding such an amazing cock!”

I realized that the more I egged him on, the more I got into it. It may make me an asshole, but the more I thought about how I was submitting to this suburban family man, the more it fueled my desire and effort. I kept rubbing his balls while I sucked and swirled my tongue.

“You taste sooo good, Mr. Johnson,” I purr. I felt like a slut, egging him on, sucking my neighbor’s cock in his backyard while his family was away. It made my pussy more and more wet!

He had so much stamina. Some guys just don’t cum easy from blowjobs I guess. He instructes me to lick, spit, and drool all over his dick and balls.

After a good while Drew slowed me down before moving to the couch on his patio, and beckoning me over. He leaned back on the couch, his boxers now over his ankles, and my wet ass hanging in the air and my head once again hovering over his package. “Let’s see if you really know how to suck a man’s cock.”

I was tired, and I technically never said that I would blow him to completion, but I thought “fuck it, challenge accepted.” I wasted no time and was soon bobbing my head on his dick again.

I wanted him to cum for me. I licked him slowly again before sucking down his whole cock. He would groan with each bob of my head.

This was going on way longer than I thought it would. All for some beer!

Drew stood up and put a pillow down so I could kneel in front of him. And I went to town. Another minute in and he starts to hunch a little bit and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. Finally.

“Your mouth feels so good on my big cock.” *Cue eye roll* “Fuckkk! I’m about to cum!! Quick! Talk dirty to me and help finish me off!”

I immediately removed my mouth from his cock looking up at him. I kept stroking him with two hands, while occasionally sucking and licking his cock giving him my sexiest blowjob eyes.

“Oh god! Finally! Cum for me, Mr. Johnson!! Yes! Your big cock is making me act like such a slut! Look how big this fucking thing is! Hurry and cum all over me. Right now! All over my pretty face before your wife gets home. Cover me like you’ve always dreamed about. Mark me as your little slut, Mr. Johnson!”

I know, a little overboard, but my jaw was really sore, and I really wanted some more beer.

Drew, visibly shocked at the words that just came out of my mouth finally lost it.

I stroked him while I got absolutely covered in his cum.

“YES! FUCK! YES!! OH MY GOD!!” Some went in my hair but most on my face and tits.

After I squeezed him dry I looked up at him, after wiping his cum from my face.

“Wow, you sure cum alot, Mr. Johnson.”

“Call me Drew.”

“You sure cum alot, Drew.”

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