It’s been a busy week – haven’t had a chance to see my neighbour Jared. I wanted to masturbate loudly for him to see how he’d react, but I didn’t have a good opportunity to do it (wanted to make sure he was actually going to be able to hear me).
Also, his wife/ex-wife was by one night this week. I could hear them talking calmly, then they started arguing about something I couldn’t quite pick up on. Then I didn’t hear anything. Then I heard Jared groaning … it sounded like he was getting head because I heard him, not her. I was definitely jealous. Also turned on, I started thinking about Jared’s thick cock and the way it stretched my pussy. I kind of wanted to masturbate then, but didn’t. I got up and puttered around in my kitchen for a bit, then heard them arguing again, even worse than before. She left, slamming the door as she went. That was Wednesday night.
Early this morning (Saturday), I ran into Jared as we were both bringing groceries in. He invited me to come by for brunch/lunch, and I did. I wore a pair of leggings, and a cardigan over a tight t-shirt with a thin bralette (which offered no coverage or support so everything moved when I did, and the nips were free 😊).
Some of you asked what I look like. I’m mixed (black and white), tan skin, 5’7″. Loose curly hair down to my waist. 34, 29, 40. Hope that helps 😊.
Anyways. We had brunch. He made French toast and I brought fruits, in case you cared lol. I mentioned I heard him and his wife, and he confirmed that they had argued about their separation agreement, and she had tried to pacify him by giving him a hand job (I was close). Except when he tried to initiate intercourse, she told him she was seeing someone. Which then started a huge argument. Sounds super messy, confirmed that I really need to be careful with how far I let things go here.
I low-key got caught up in the drama and conversation. I actually really enjoy talking with Jared. We moved from the table to the couch and continued talking about random things. I noticed him scanning over my body as I talked, his eyes lingering on my chest and my hard nipples (I’m always cold. They’re always hard.). I noticed him shifting in his seat a few times, his hand at his crotch. I make a point of touching him as we talk, my hand on his arm or his thigh, punctuating my point with little squeezes.
I get up to use the washroom, and when I get back he’s cleaning in the kitchen. I help, and he gets handsy. His hand on the small of my back, pressing himself up against me, and then he comes up behinds me when I’m at the sink and grabs my breasts with both hands, grinding his hard cock against my ass. I moan involuntarily, and then we both laugh. I swear I feel his cock get harder.
He moves my hair to one side so he can kiss my neck. I try to turn so I can kiss him, but he doesn’t let me. He puts his hands under my shirt and pulls the bralette down so he can play with my nipples, rolling and gently pinching them with his fingers. He’s grinding his cock against my ass, and I’m grinding back. I can feel my pussy getting wet, I can feel the heat rising between my thighs.
Jared slips one hand down the front of my leggings, parts my lips with a finger. He groans as he feels how wet I am. I ask him to fuck me. He shifts me over to the counter so I can lean forward on my tip toes. He pulls my leggings down, just enough. Pulls down his own jeans, pulls my thong to the side. He hesitates for a minute, and I look back at him. He’s stroking his cock and biting his lip, and looks like of nervous, which freaks me out – makes me wonder if somethings wrong. I ask what happened, and he asks me if he really has to wear a condom. Which makes me start laughing, I feel like I’m talking to a kid who doesn’t want to wear a jacket in winter. I ask if he’s had sex with anyone since we last hooked up, he says no other than the handjob from his wife. I tell him as long as that’s it, he can fuck me bare.
He smiles at me, and says thank you (which melts my heart and makes me wetter … is this feeling why women fuck older men?). He puts one hand on the small of my back to keep me bent over on the counter, and then he enters me.
How I survived for over 1 year without cock, I truly do not know. I absolutely love getting fucked. Not just the feeling of a cock inside me, although I do love that. I love seeing/feeling a man enjoying my pussy. And Jared definitely was enjoying my pussy. I could hear how wet I was over my moans, and I could feel him trying to get every last inch of himself into me. He was grabbing my hips, grunting as he slammed himself into me. I was grabbing at literally anything to prevent myself from falling over. I almost did when I came. Getting fucked from behind will always do it for me.
Jared used that opportunity to take me to the table, laying me down on my back. He ripped off my leggings, and pulled up my shirt so that my breasts were exposed. He left my thong on, and I pulled it aside and played with my clit while he stripped naked. I came again as he was getting undressed, closing my eyes and giving in to my second orgasm. I felt his thick cock enter me again while my eyes were closed, my throbbing pussy practically pulled him in. I kept my eyes closed and kept playing with my clit while he fucked me, and quite honestly I cannot explain to you what happened there. Don’t know what I said, don’t know what Jared said to me, don’t really know if I came again of if that was just one long orgasm. All I can say is that it felt so. Fucking. Good.
At some point we make it to the bedroom, and I’ve regained my senses. I’m riding Jared, and I’m doing my best work. I’m leaning forward, he has one arm around me, the other hand grabbing my ass. He suddenly grabs my waist and starts thrusting up into me, hard. He’s moaning so loudly, and based on the last time, I can tell he’s close. One of my favourite tricks is to reach back and play with a guy’s balls while I’m riding him … so I do. One hand is on his chest to help me keep my balance, the other gently plays with his balls as he fucks me. He groans louder, and then pulls me down on him, his cock all the way inside me. I can feel him throbbing inside me , his warm cum filling me.
When he finishes, he flips us over so I’m on my back, and pulls out. He plays with my pussy with his fingers, which makes some of the cum slide out. He wipes it up with his fingers, and lets me clean them off one by one. I was far too sensitive to cum again, but I did enjoy having him play with my pussy like that. He also plays with my breasts a bit, sucking on my nipples and then kissing me.
He tells me he wants to fuck me again, but he’s gotta go visit some family. His cock is hard again (or still hard?), I tell him to be quick, but he tells me he’ll definitely need more time this time. He slips his cock in and out of me a few times, I can tell he’s considering staying, but his phone rings and it’s someone asking when he’ll be by. He has to go. I pout and play with my pussy, and he groans before pulling his boxers and pants on.
I got dressed, we make out a bit, and we leave. He tells me he’ll call me when he gets home.
And now, here I am. My pussy is a little sore, but in the best way. I felt a little cum slide out of me as I was writing this. And I’m hoping we get to round 2 tonight 😊
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/turdtb/fm_my_neighbour_and_i_part_3
This is really good! All of your stories are.