If you’ve been following my stories in the past, you’ll remember or at least know of my neighbour Jess, she and I have had minimal contact with each other in the past month or so through no fault of my own.
This story takes place in the locked down city of Melbourne, Australia in the grips of a second wave of this spirit crushing pandemic.
Avoiding sex with strangers is now a must (for me) and that means that my trusty right hand has been getting quite a workout as of late, but I digress.
From what I’ve been hearing, or rather; not hearing, Jess has been getting little to no action either, which is a true shame. If only someone could remedy that?
Last week I finally got my ass out of first gear after work and decided to take care of my neglected garden.
I have little to no idea about gardening, all I really know is that you should pull weeds out of it, water it and make sure it gets sun.
Jess on the other hand is an avid gardener, spending most of her weekends of isolation tending to it, so naturally I asked her for advice and help.
I knocked and she answered the door wearing her cloud pyjamas, looking as if she’d just woken up – must’ve been a slow day I thought – her hair was tied up in a messy bun, she wasn’t wearing her glasses or any jewellery. The paint on her nails was chipping too and after she stretched and yawned she invited me in.
The kettle boiled and I asked for her advice on plants etc, after a rough half and hour chat and a cup of awful coffee we went into her backyard to look around.
It was full of Australian native trees and shrubs, with birds and insects a plenty too.
We talked more about what I wanted and so on, taking cuttings of certain things I liked and cataloguing others.
Before long we sat down on her table and chairs at the base of her garden, which backed onto a nature reserve. She had her glasses on now, her skin was full of colour and her eyes no longer looked sleepy, though she was still in her pyjamas I thought – “god damn, you are sexy”
I was unsure about where her and I stood – sex between us was not uncommon, but hadn’t happened for a while now and I wasn’t game enough to look any further into it.
Jess stood up and stretched, revealing her midriff and a belly button charm that dangled.
“New ice?” I said
“Yeah it hurt like a motherfucker, looks good though hey?” She replied
“Yeah it looks real nice” I said as she played with it
“I don’t like how much it dangles, but I really like the look of it” she said, by now she was softly tugging it, concentrating intently on the way it hung
“Never thought you were a belly button piercing sort of gal”
“I got it with a friend, it was either that or nipples and we landed on belly button, which was probably the better option. Cheaper too”
“Never been a fan of nipple piercings to be honest, they just look far to painful, plus it’s hard to play with a nipple when it’s got a steel rod through it I’ve found”
We both laughed
“I don’t think I’ll ever get them done, I like them just the way they are” Jess added
“Fine by me” I winked
Jess day back down on the bench and was peering down her top, observing her nipples no doubt.
“Everything ok?” I asked
“Oh sorry” she laughed “I was just trying to picture it”
Our feet touched under the table and we both kind of jerked back, not saying anything. I looked at Jess, she was staring over toward her back door, and I noticed she had left her pyjama top buttons undone, I could see the top of her breast from side on and I immediately tensed up, desire rushed to my head like water over a dam wall, I couldn’t tear myself away.
“On second thought, maybe they would be a nice addition, I mean – they’re amazing tits they might just be the cherry on top” I said, I’m an attempt to push my agenda
“Maybe you’re right” Jess replied, once again looking down her top “Although, wouldn’t it make them less fun?” She replied, grinning at me “I think I like having my nipples played with too much to ever change them” she was again looking down at them “and I couldn’t take that away from all the boys who loooove nipples could I?” She was now looking directly at me, smiling slightly. I felt my cock harden in my pants, not for the first time and stood up. I figured there must’ve been a bulge in my crotch area as I caught Jess peek then look away quickly as I faced her.
The sunlight was bright now, and as I sat next to Jess it was directly in my line of sight.
Putting one hand up to shield my face I wrapped the other around her waist “Don’t go changing those nipples of yours” I said jokingly. Just she turned to face me, and her hand reached down toward my thigh, I opened my legs a little as I sat up straighter.
The hand I had around her waist was now doing venturing lower, around the outside of her thigh and over the part of her ass that was seated, hastily I slid it down her pyjama bottoms, and where I expected to feel underwear, I found nothing. Jess’ hand had moved up, and was now very lightly tracing the bulge in my tracksuit pants.
I leaned in and kissed her, I felt a lock of her hair brush against my face as we pulled away, and I stared at her, looking straight through her glasses and into her eyes.
She bit her lip and her caressing of my groin region intensified, she grabbed my cock over my pants and began to stroke it in small, light movements.
We leaned in to kiss again, this time more intensely than before, tongues going wild.
My hand was now out, and tugging at her pyjama bottoms, while we kissed, Jess lifted her ass from the bench-chair and slipped them off, kicked them off with her feet when she could.
“Oh fuck it’s cold” she laughed, as she removed her tongue from my mouth.
I pushed her legs further apart and let my right hand explore her inner thigh.
The slow build up was nothing we weren’t accustomed too, in fact we both loved it. That sense of what’s to come, accentuated my the little moments of foreplay, of fingers brushing and hands grasping.
As my fingers traced her inner thigh, Jess tugged at my pants, so I too lifted my ass and slid them off, then my underwear kicking them off in a pile under the table.
It was cold, and slightly damn, but I dint care. I had a gorgeous woman stroking my cock with her tongue shooting down my throat.
“Should we go inside?” Jess smiled, we were at the bottom of the garden, no one could see in that was for sure, the nearest neighbour wasn’t even home, and the other neighbour…well… *I* was the other neighbour.
“No let’s stay out here, let’s do something a little different” I suggested
“Ok” she replied, once again wrapping her tongue around mine.
By now my hand had made its way between Jess’ legs, and with two fingers rubbing her clit her soft moans became evident. She would pull away from kissing to exhale deeply, often closing her eyes as she did. Every now and again she would let out a small “oh” almost like a squeak.
I removed my hand and licked my fingers clean, she smiled at me as I did, and immediately slid them inside her, again; she moaned and tilted her head back.
She was very very wet, as per usual, and as my fingers slid in and out effortlessly I felt her quivers become more frequent.
She was now jerking my cock with some real vigor, stopping every so often to spit on her hand.
I stopped and pulled her right leg over the bench-chair so she was straddling it, facing away from me, I too swung a leg over.
She leaned back and my cock became pressed against her back and my torso. She wrapped her arm around my neck and spun her head around, our lips locked again as my hands begin to undo the remaining buttons on her pyjama top.
In both hands I now had her tits, my face softly biting her neck as I cupped and squeezed them making sure to pay close attention to her nipples, those nipples had got me into this position, so it was time to give back.
I stopped and pulled my top off, we were now both sat on the bench-chair, stark naked in the sun, her tits in my hands as our lips locked.
It had all happened so fast, but what did I care…I was glad for something other than my own hand to touch my skin.
Jess stood up, covering her tits for fear of being spotted through the thickets, she stepped up and onto the table, she sat down on it and faced me as she opened her legs, she rubbed her clit with her hand as she bit her lip. I shuffled her forward. Her heels were now on the table too, and her arms balanced her as she leaned back, I could tell she wanted me to slide in, but I wasn’t done yet, I teased and jerked my cock, as if to prepare to dive in, then stopped and got down low, one finger now teasing her pussy, examining how wet she was, lifting up to form webs of wetness.
I got my face close, licking the inside of her thigh, feeling her quiver as I did.
My index finger slid in, and with it I made a “come here” gesture inside her. She squeaked again as for the first time in a long time, a tongue touched her clit.
I very gently, flicked my tongue over it, at this point I was letting my finger do the work. Licking, stroking, pushing and pulling all at the same time.
Before long I picked up the pace, and began to really get into it, tongue lashing her clit, lips and inside, doing big circles or flicking up and down quickly.
My face was wet with her juices, my chin soaked as I continued.
I felt her hand grab the top of my head and push me down, at this moment my tongue plunged inside her and I felt her jolt in pleasure, then her legs shook and she let out her loudest moan yet, she was close.
With a handful of my hair in her hand she continued to moan, fluctuating in volume depending on how fast my tongue was working, before long she was just about panting, breathing heavily as her whole body shook, I knew what this meant, I had been here before.
My tongue continued to work away at her, she was now also moving her hips up and down slightly so that every time my tongue went up, her pussy moved down and vice versa.
“Oh…ohh, oh fuck” she squealed as she pulled my head up, as she did, my hand began to rub her clit furiously and low and behold, it happened.
A fairly small discharge shot out of her, she squealed and knocked my hand away, replacing it with her own.
I watched her closely, mouth open, head tilted back as she rubbed madly. Another squirt, this one bigger, leaked out all over the edge of the table and the ground below.
“Fuckkkk” Jess groaned. It was messy, but I loved it
She lay back on the table, catching her breath for a second, panting and grabbing her tits while she lay there.
“At least we’re don’t have to wash sheets out here” she laughed.
I grabbed my cock, jerking it slowly as I closed the space between us, Jess was still playing her her tits as she lay her head to the side, she reached out and grabbed me by the cock, jerking it herself before rolling over.
I was now at the end of the table, facing the house, she was in front of me, laying face down on the table looking toward me. My cock was right in front of her face, and she gazed up at me, biting her lip and giggling once more. I moved as close as I could, my balls basically resting on the table top now, as she shuffled closer.
Her green eyes peered up at me, and through her smile, a tongue emerged tickling the very end of my cock. I quivered and shook, Jess giggled and slid my knob inside her mouth, then out again, then back in, giggling the whole time.
With one hand, she jerked the base of my cock, with the other, she propped herself up by the forearm.
She was still focusing on my knob, her tongue going wild over it, and every time she caught the underside of my knob with it, I jerked in pure pleasure.
She pulled out and looked up at me smiling still, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her down further than she had gone, I felt her resist as she reached her limit, then gag a little before she pushed herself off.
She jerked again, spat on it, sucked the knob, jerked it, spat on it and sucked as much as she could until it was sufficiently wet.
By now it was shining in the sun, spit hanging off it dripped down, Jess’ chin was covered in her own spit/lube too.
“Are you gonna fuck me out here?” She asked
I didn’t reply, instead I again pushed her down onto my cock, seeing just how far she could go, finding that limit, then keeping her there.
She was starting to go red in the face now, the amount of spit on my cock was absurd too, I pulled back, grabbing my cock at the base and flopping it around in front of her
“Now I’m gonna fuck you out here”
Jess moved back down to the bench-chair, she was on her knees and resting on her elbows on the table, I haunched down behind her, not for the first time, and slid my cock over her pussy, removing some of that excess spit and replacing it with pussy juices.
I grabbed my cock at the base and wiggled it around to find her hole, then, bam. I was in.
As per usual I started slow, slipping the knob in and out a few times, slapping her ass, squeezing it, you know how it is.
And before long I had a hand full of her hair in my hand, one hand on her waist and my whole cock inside her.
Being outside didn’t change anything, we were as loud as ever, thighs clashing against asscheek, moans of pleasure, grunting – you name it.
As I slapped her ass, I saw my hand print begin to emerge.
I eased off her hair, letting go and now grabbing her hips with both hands, slamming her into my cock each time I thrusted in.
“Fuuuuuuuuck” She would moan, head bowed or down against the table top.
When I would slow down she would breath heavily, then shake her ass as if to say “don’t forget about me”.
I pulled out my cock and slapped her ass with it now, we both laughed as I did, but before she could move, I got down on my knees and planted my face between her thighs again, she spread wider and for the second time, my tongue lashed in and out and all around her beautifully pink pussy.
After a few minutes I got back up, Jess stood up to, flicked her hair back as it had fallen out of her gloriously sexy messy bun by this stage. She spun around and sat on the table top. Legs spread again like earlier, she rubbed her clit while she watched me jerk my cock.
She shuffled forward again, and I grabbed her tits and kissed her, her arms wrapped around me as I attempted to find a comfortable position.
I laid her back so her head was half on the table,one hand planted beside her, the other fumbling around trying to slide back inside her.
My feet were on the bench-chair still, so you could imagine it was a tad awkward.
I pushed in and slowly started to pump.
Her tits bounced in circles and her mouth was in a constant “O” shape as she stared at me through her glasses. I bit my lip as I picked up the pace, getting as much purchase as I could on every stroke. But it wasn’t working. I pulled out and stood up straight, Jess sat up “what’s wrong? That was good, for me at least” she said, her face red
“Naa it was starting to be a bit much” I said back, as I grabbed her arm, pulling her up to her feet.
“How about I just lie down here on the grass, and you ride the fuck out of me?” I suggested.
Before she could say yes she was pointing where to go, I laid back, spread my legs a little, jerked my cock and watched as she lowered herself down in front of me, she was on all fours crawling toward me, grinning.
She grabbed my cock and shoved it in her mouth again, making sure it was nice and wet once more. She sucked it like crazy again, spit flowing from her mouth as she gagged on if.
Before long she was happy, and she assumed the position, taking a while to guide my cock in, making sure to tease herself with it.
She slid down and moaned loudly, her hands were on my chest, straight arms.
Her head was again tilted back to the sky, her mouth open, and hips just rolling.
She rode me for a good 5-10 minutes, every now and again leaning back and planting her hands on the grass behind her, at one point she even squatted over me, but it was to painful for her to continue.
I was getting close now, and as she rode, my hands grabbed those gorgeous nipples, softly rolling them between two fingers as she moaned and leaked all over my cock.
She leant back again, moaning and panting heavily, with her famous “O” face on, and began to rub her clit wildly, she was about to cum again, and I was in for some water works. My hands were grabbing her tits, squeezing them now as she worked to finish herself a second time, the moaning stopped she pushed up and squatted over me, the tip of my cock still inside her, she rubbed her clit in quick circles, straightened up slightly, my cock flopping down onto my stomach, and let out a serious grunt as again, she squirted.
This one was more intense, she was groaning and grunting her way through it, but with that unmistakeable face of pure pleasure on her face she let go quite a large amount of “squirt?” All over me, it soaked my stomach and thighs, she giggled and knelt forward, then bent down to kiss me.
“Now we’ve gotta finish you” she said “I want you to cum in me so bad” she whispered.
My cock jerked up, as if to say “count me in”
I spun her around onto her back, spread her legs once more, and slid in, missionary style.
I have this everything I had, I mean I was really going hard, her tits were bouncing like crazy, she tried to stop them but eventually had to put her hands down beside her body to grasp the ground to keep herself in place, she was moaning and swearing and squealing again, as I grunted away.
I letter her legs up and sat each one on either side of my head, one on each shoulder. There her ankles sat, I looked down, she was smiling and playing with her nipples, I leaned down, her knees now almost pressed to her tits, almost like she was being folded in two.
I began to pump, long…deep pumps, and with every one of them, she made that amazing “O” face. Her ass was off the ground now, but my thrusting was doing everything to make sure it wasn’t, I picked up the pace but kept the strength, sliding the entirety of my cock inside her over and over, then, like the dam walls breaking it hit me. The urge to cum outweighed the want to keep this going.
I was forced to slow down, I pushed in as deep as I could, my balls were squished up against her ass, I made small thrusts now, focused entirely on the pleasure of it all.
“Ohhhh are you gonna cum?” Jess said excitedly
I didn’t say anything, instead, I grabbed the base of my cock and made more of those amazing small pumps, this was it.
I could feel my cock swell, I pulled out, then shot back in, fast and deep. I felt the cum ooze out of the end of my cock and deep inside Jess, at this point I was panting, groaning and swearing all kinds of ways. I kept making those small pumps, each one making me more sensitive than the last. When I was sure I was done, I stopped. My cock still deep inside her, I leaned over and kissed her, we both giggled and I leant back, sliding my cock out.
It was covered in cum, like from knob to base was a milky warm white colour.
Jess’ pussy was raw “watch this” she said
She began to focus, pulling her clit back, stretching her pussy back, she was going to push it all out. She laughed as she bit her lip, her pussy looked like it was working over time to get it out, but surely enough, she did it.
The cum oozed back out of her, in thick white globs over her asshole then onto the grass beneath.
She pushed out three or four seriously big globs, each of them leaving a trail.
“Better than having to clean your face every time?” I asked, sitting on the grass in front of her
“Not really, this is just more fun” she giggled “fucking hell how much did you leave in there?” She laughed as more trickled out of her
“Ok next time I’ll pull my punches, you’ll only get half, that ok?” I joked
“Ah fuck you” she laughed
That was last week, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Not because I think I’ll be a dad in 9 months, but because as I mentioned, it was my first proper outdoor fuck, and hell yeah, I’d do that shit again in a heartbeat
Who knew talking about gardens would end with someone getting creampied?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i0g8il/mf_neighbours_gardening_and_outdoor_sex_the_first