The night air coming through the screen was still warm. I slid the door open and he followed me outside, embracing me from behind. His mouth was immediately on my neck and shoulders. His hands caressing my stomach and breasts as he pressed himself against me. I turned and was on my tiptoes kissing his lips and tasting him. I finally guided him into one of the garden chairs. Sitting he still felt tall. Such a tall, handsome, muscular man he was. What was I doing with my neighbor was beyond me. One minute we were talking and the next I was leading him outside and kissing him. I guess I just recognized the lust in his eyes and decided to go for it. My arms wrapped around his back feeling his muscles as I fingered and explored him through his shirt.
I unbuttoned his shirt as I kissed him, and he ran his hands up my bare legs, pushing my dress up and cupping my ass, kneading his fingers into my flesh. As I tugged his shirt off his shoulders, I could smell his deodorant and his musky scent. He had a lot of hair on his chest and arms, which I hadn’t noticed before. Suddenly though I wanted to feel it against my skin. Now I could see the details of his muscles that the shirt was hiding. Not those of a gym member, but those of a hard-working laborer. Muscles earned by the daily grind of his hard life. When I started pulling my zipper down he stopped me and took over, kissing me as he unzipped my dress. He buried his face in my chest. And with his hands, he squeezed them around his face. Rolling his head like he didn’t know where he wanted to kiss. With his head still buried he began rubbing his thumbs over my nipples, rolling them between his fingers until they were long and hard. I breathed into his hair and explored the muscles along his arms and shoulders as he put his mouth on me, licking and sucking me to delirium.
He smiled up at me and ran his hands down my back and the curve of my waist and hips. He kissed my stomach as he traced the lace edge of my panties around to the little bow sitting below my belly button. He made a low hungry noise in his throat as he traced a long finger slowly up and down my silk-covered slit. It felt so good touching me there. I had imagined this moment for so long. He started gently at first barely grazing my pussy. I could feel myself getting wet as he increased the pressure of his touch. His eyes were on my face as I pressed myself against his hand showing him I wanted more.
“Tell me you want me,” he said, his voice low. “I want to hear you say it”.
I moaned as he slipped a finger under my panties and into my wetness. I could barely stay on my feet as pleasure flooded through me.
“I want you,” I breathed out, “I want you, I want you. ” ( I have always wanted you I thought but the words didn’t come out).
He quickly unbuckled his belt and I bent down and I took over, kissing him while I undid the button and zipper on his jeans. He groaned into my mouth as I wrapped my hand around him and stroked him, slicking my hand with his precum and rubbing it down and around his hard cock. He reached around me and fingered me from behind, and I could feel the pleasure building from deep within. His fingers were all around me. Two on each side of my pussy applying pressure and massaging my lower lips. I gasped as I felt his middle finger gently run the length of my slit. After a few strokes of his finger, I felt him penetrate my wetness as he inserted his finger inside of me. In response, I inserted his manhood into my mouth. He kept his finger still inside of me. I keep my head still with his cock inside my mouth. He pulled his finger out some and I backed my head away from his cock mimicking his moves. Understanding began to take place as he fingered me deeply in and then out. I copied him and took him deeply and then out. It wasn’t long before we were pumping each other in a beautiful erotic rhythm that was feeling amazing. A little longer and I could see us coming together this way. But, I had other plans for his cock. I wanted him inside of me.
I pulled my mouth off of his cock. ” I want you to fuck me”!
He stood up. Then he slipped my dress over his head. I was nearly completely naked and outside where I could be seen. At this point, I didn’t care. I felt like the whole world could see me and I wouldn’t stop until I got what I wanted. He switched placed with me and pushed me back into the seat pulling my hips forward and lifting my legs high. I could feel stretching from his girth as he pushed into me. We both moaned in unison relishing the feeling of togetherness. I thought of how long I wanted this. To feel what he might feel like inside of me. Stretching me.
He leaned in and his lips locked around one of my breasts as he thrust his cock back and forth. I remember when I first met him. How tall he was. How big his hands were as he grabbed a few boxes and helped my husband and I move into our house. I noticed how muscular his back was as I followed him into the house. How strong his arms looked as he picked up two boxes at a time. Now those arms were around me. Pulling me into him as he began to fuck me hard. The desire became more intense and so did my pushing forward into his hard cock. I could feel he was getting more excited too as he was thrusting into me as I came toward him. Getting in deeper and harder I could feel the beautiful tingling pressure building quickly.
” Oh fuck you feel so good,” he said and this sent me over the edge into ecstasy.
He was having an orgasm too and it was hard to stay in sync as our orgasms sent us spasming in different directions. But, he held on with an iron grip until it was over and then he collapsed in my arms.
I pushed back to see his face and smiled at my husband. I loved making him into whoever I wanted for the night. My fantasy was over and I think we both enjoyed the ride. We clung happily in each other’s arms for a while before going back inside.