*This is an unofficial part II to the [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tfw2k5/i_squirted_on_my_neighbors_bbc_in_the_middle_of/) of how I met my neighbor at a community meeting and ended up squirting on his BBC that night, and every night (and day) thereafter, for two months.*
All great things must come to an end, but my sexual relationship with dear neighbor left an irreplaceable void. Partly because once you go back…, they said. He fucked me real good. We de-stressed with orgasms at a time of professional and political turmoil. I came more than once in every session, and never again met someone who fetishized my body so.
Long story short, dear neighbor caught feelings. And he caught said feelings while also trying to get back with his old girlfriend. Game over.
As it had become routine, we automatically undressed each other, perhaps this time more intentionally as we knew it would be the last. His lips spent minutes tracing lines down my neck to my nipples, both teasing and enjoying me. My hands ran over his smooth back and arms, relishing in the strong body that had thrown me around and all over the bed with such ease.
He looked into my eyes as he put on the last condom, and leaned over me to start fucking my pussy. His hand moved to grasp my leg and ass when his bodyweight pushed me open, immediately hitting the angles that he had come to know well during our affair.
“I’m going to miss your dick, L. Can you leave written instructions for the next one?”
“I’m going to miss that incredible ass. Let me take one last good look.”
I rolled onto all fours, my ass up in the air, my gift to the guy that had given me so much pleasure during a challenging time in our lives. His hand moved to mine, grasping it on top of the mattress, covering my back with kisses as he moved again into my pussy.
“I want all of you in, L. All of it.”
Dear neighbor smiled at my request. BBC problems, I guess: putting all of it in might not always be the best idea. But, for the last time, it definitely was. He spat onto his fingers and rubbed it into my entrance, unleashing the dormant whore inside me. His spit focused my mind on my vulnerability to his BBC, knowing that I would feel this fuck inside me for days. He started fucking me from behind again. The room was on fire.
I prepared for my first orgasm by lowering my head to the mattress, arching my back and giving my lover the last gift of my bouncing ass slapping his hips with each of his deep strokes. He alternated between spanking my big ass and holding onto my small waist as he fucked me, doing rare shoves of his full length in me.
“Don’t stop, L. I’m going to cream your entire cock, all of it.”
In the middle of ass bounces, grasps of flesh, complete inner fullness, and his usual sweet encouragements, I came hard. He always made me come so fucking hard. This time he held my hips to his, relishing in the last squeeze that my pussy would give his huge cock. If there are orgasms so good they make you cry, this was one of them.
But the emotional goodbye was cut short by a close call: he had not cum, thankfully, but the coincidentally(?) last condom had gotten torn. He got out, and I decided to finish him with my mouth.
Over those two months, I had learned the mix of strokes and mouth movements that milked his balls empty. After all the stimulation he got inside my pussy, it took him no time to empty himself in my mouth, giving me one last load of his to carry in me.
For a few months, I hoped things would improve on his end, and that he would return. As it always happens in life, he eventually did return — unfortunately, when I was no longer available.
From L., I’ll always remember my first neighbor fuck, my first BBC, my first squirt, my first affair that started as sex and ended in feelings. He proved it is possible to be a gentleman and a freak under the sheets. I hope his beautiful, big-assed girlfriend is creaming his gorgeous cock every week.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ti8dky/my_neighbor_and_i_got_a_happy_ending_fm