Being Neighborly Part 5[MF]

Emily tilted her head back and combed both of her hands through her hair, bunching it up. I watched as her wristed twisted and turned around her hair until it made a messy sort of bun at the back of her head. She held her hair there with one hand and lowered her head above my chest. The smell of shampoo and her natural scent mixed together to create an intoxicating aroma that had me breathing in deep. Then her soft lips touched down onto my chest and I let out a low moan of bliss. Soft sounds of slurping got my attention and I tilted my head to see her sucking up fresh drops of my cum that I had just sprayed against myself, which she had a big hand in helping me with.

Her lips moved across my chest and stomach, slurping up patches of cum from my body as if she were trying to hydrate herself on the dew in the leaves brought on with the early morning. Her head bobbed from spot to spot, making not to miss a thing. A tiny moan left my lips with each touch of her lips to my skin. I could feel goose flesh spread through out my body and my nipples stiffened as if in compensation for my cock. Though that would not be an issue with Emily using her free hand to slowly stroke my cock. Her thumb firmly pressed against the base of my cock at the urethra and deliberately made it way up pushing the last of my load from the tip of my cock.

I laced my fingers behind my head so that the strain on my neck was lessened as I watched her suck up the last bits of cum on my stomach. I saw a flash of pink as her tongue stretched from her mouth and ran its way up my shaft up to my head. The tip of her tongue did a quick circuit and my hands immediately went out the side dropping my head. It was all I could do to control my body as her tongue deftly licked the edges of my head, perineum, and hole.

“Well now that we’ve taken care of that, it’s your turn to do me a favor.” She said and stood up from the bed. She arms crossed as she reached down to the hem of her oversized shirt. She pulled up and was in the same bikini the last time she came over for a swim at my pool.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position on the edge of my bed and watched as she took a few steps away from me. I bit my lip as I watched each cheek flex and bounce with each step and my thoughts immediately thought of how good they would look bouncing on my lap. I felt a spark of life jump back into my cock, and I bit my lip a harder wishing I could turn fantasy into reality. Then she stopped and was bent over her bag, just as she had a week ago by the poolside. I almost fell to my knees, wanting to crawl my way to her, but I remembered how she had rejected my advances for a kiss a little while ago, and stopped myself. Though with what had just transpired, would it be out of the realm of possibility that she would let me give her a good long cheeky kiss, I know that was lame, but I can’t help being a little punny, ha.

A few moments of rummaging later, she stood up and looked back at me with a bottle of sunscreen in hand. “Like what you see?” She said with a wicked looking smile.

With her eyes never leaving mine, she laid her hands on her knees and stuck out that soft round ass and began doing short little hops backwards to me. Ripples of flesh and skin spread up and down her ass telling me what I had envisioned earlier was nothing compared to real life, but still I couldn’t help thinking that if we worked together those ripples could be turned into hard crashing waves. Soon she was at the edge of the bed and my legs had spread on their own to give her the perfect place to situate herself. She lowered her ass into my lap and I could feel the soft nylon of her bikini bottom press against my cock, then the silky feel of her cheeks against the inner part of thigh. I let out an open-mouthed exhale and leaned forward and my hands gripping each side of her hip. My body was moving of its own volition now, my head leaned forward, pressing my lips against the ridges of her spine. My thumbs pressed down into the upper cheek then fingers pulled back into her hip cleavage, creating a rocking motion of her cheeks against my now recovered cock.

I felt the curvature of her spine go from convex to conclave as her head lay back. The fresh scent of her filled my lungs as I felt strands of hair drape across my face. My lips traveled up feeling both hair and skin interspersed against my lips, then with a deft hand she pushed her hair to her side and in front of her shoulder, then looped back around to grab the back of my head. Her hand gripped harder as my lips reached the base of her neck and I heard her gasp as I open my mouth to take quick nibble.

Her hips were moving faster than my hands were rocking her, my hands left her hips, clearly satisfied with the job she was doing. My hands pressed firmly against her body and slid smoothly up taking in the feel of her satin skin. My fingertips hit the edges of her ribs and snaked their way against each ridge and valley until it hit the bottom portion of her bikini. My fingers dug into her skin slightly and leveraged themselves under pulling the fabric with it on the back of my hand. Soon my hands were full of what I can only describe as a natural phenomenon of a solid liquid. They conformed to my palm but still oozed through my fingers and yet held their form as I squeezed. Each finger worked in unison with the other taking their own turns pressing and fondling trying to memorize the feel of her breasts.

The only thing to break up the smooth skin of her breast were tiny areas of her areola and instantly my index finger and thumb coalesced to the two small points of her nipples and gave a tiny pinch. I think it must have been some sort of trigger because rocking of her hips against me began to quicken, her back pressed harder into me and her hands pulled my head into her neck. My lips opened and closed quicker on her neck, my tongue darted in and out taking in hasty licks.

“This…wasn’t the…favor I…had in…mind.” She said moaning with each pause, then grabbed both my hands and pulled them away from her body and to the side before standing up and turning around to face me.

She sidled a leg to each side of me and I my hand followed suit grabbing hold each side of her hip. Her pelvis pressed against my chest nudging farther on to the bed until the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed. Then her hand cupped the back of my head and pulled it forward into her welcoming breast. My lips parted to embrace a nipple and my tongue darted out, slowly making a circuit to feel each little bump and contour. Then I felt her free hand grasp the tip of my cock and begin to turn and slide. The fingers caressed the edges of my head as her palm rotated on the tip as if she were giving it a shine.

My lips broke contact for a brief moment to let out a moan of ecstasy. My fingers found the loose ends of the bows holding her bikini on and I pulled, feeling the fabric fall to the base of my cock and wrap around it. My hands clapped back on to her thighs and quickly slid their way up to grab hold of her cheeks. As they squeezed I could feel a mixture of solid well-muscled cheeks with a slight jiggle to them. I slid both hands inwards and I could feel the heat of her pussy grow on my fingertips as I closed in on it.

Then my fingertips felt a warm dampness and I pushed my body forward in hopes of pushing her body down. She obliged but only so that the tip of cock could get the barest of hints of what my fingers had. Her hand slid further down my cock began stroking me. My body was in a fever pitch now, being so close to what it desired but yet so far away. And as she stroked she shifted my cock back and forth skimming the tip of my cock against her pussy lips.

Then I felt her body lower and I held my breath waiting for the moment my cock would finally penetrated through her barrier but was sorely disappointed when I felt her weight on my thighs and her hand removed itself from my cock. She still had a hand in my hair and she pulled on it hard to get me to look up at her. Then her free hand was back on my cock and she resumed stroking it, this time much slower.

“Oh, Thomas. Tell me you have a condom. Please tell me, you have a condom. I need this so bad right now.”

Fuck. I didn’t. I looked down in dismay and shook my head.

Her hand let its grasp of my hair go and fell to her lap. “Thomas, that’s not the answer I wanted. How can you get me this riled up only to let me down.”

She sounded disappointed but her hand kept on stroking me and then I saw her hand reach between my cock and her body. The next thing I knew her body was grinding in time with her stroking hand and the other was massaging fast circles on her clit.

“Fuck. I shouldn’t do this. This is a bad idea. Oh fuck. But I need this. Thomas I need you to promise me something.” She said in low whisper.

“Anything.” And I pulled her body into mine so that I could feel the softness of her breasts pressing into me and I kissed her neck.

“If we do this,” she moaned as I kissed her again, “you have to promise,” another moan after another kiss, “promise to not cum in me.”

“I won’t I promise.” I said in between nibbles on her ear lobe.

Then she grabbed hold of both sides of my head and I could feel the wetness of her fingers one side of my head. I tried to turn my head to lick those same wet fingers but she held my head in place and pulled back so that I was looking directly into her eyes.

“I mean it. No matter what I say or do from this point forward. You have to promise me.”

“Yes I promise.”

“I want to trust you, Thomas. I need this but only if I can trust you. And I want to do this more than just this once but if you break your promise, this will be the last time.”

I definitely did not want this to be the only time as well so I said, “I promise.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/107w5gt/being_neighborly_part_5mf