Do we know each other?

I was sitting at home all by myself, minding my own business, which I did most of the time, when there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw a woman who looked very upset about something…even tears streaming down her face. I yelled: “Are you okay? Do I need to call the cops?”

The woman answered, “No. But, I’ve locked myself out of my apartment and needed to call someone. They’re expecting my call.”

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I thought for a moment, opened the door and allowed the woman to come in. She stood about 5’5″ tall and had shoulder length dark hair and was wearing a nurse’s uniform…colored blue. here teary eyes were brown and she looked like she had some tattoos peeking out from her uniform. I asked, “You don’t have your own phone with you?” To which she replied: “No. I accidentally left it on the kitchen table and was kind of late for work. So, I just rushed out the door, forgetting it and my keys.” “Okay,” I replied. “Here’s mine. But, dial star 82, when you call.”

“Thank you,” she replied, taking the phone and making her call. Once she was finished, she handed the phone back and smiled. “You’re very kind.”

I answered, “Nah. Just helping a neighbor. At least, I think you’re a neighbor. Do we know each other??”

“I do believe I’ve seen you when we were both doing laundry, right down the way,” she answered. “My name is heather. And yours is….”

“Oh, my name is Bill,” I replied. I reached out my hand to shake hers and she quickly came in for a very warm hug.

“I”m a hugger, among other things,” she said as she winked. “Lately, to be honest, I’ve been wishing I had some male companionship. Sometimes…again, to be honest, I just want to fuck.”

My jaw dropped as I also dropped my phone. Heather picked it up and handed it to me, being sure to touch my hand’s skin as she did. “Are you into women, Bill?” she asked, as I saw her licking her lips.

“Why, yes I am,” I slowly answered. “But, you don’t really know me. I could be some serial killer or something. So,you need to be cautious about who you approach for sex.”

She had already begun to disrobe. And, in a matter of a half a minute, she was completely nude. She walked over to me and said, “Kiss me, lick me, take me and fuck me like I’m a fucking whore that needs that dick inside me…Now!”

A feeling came over me like I’d never felt before. I wanted her so badly that I actually did as instructed. I kissed here…hard. Then began to suck on her neck, making very distinguishable red marks. She actually almost seemed like she was having an orgasm as I did so. Then, her tits got attention…kissing, licking and sucking, as she Definitely was having orgasms, now.

She led me to my couch where she put my head between her wide opened legs. I sucked and licked and fingered for at least 20 minutes while she kept orgasming louder and louder. Finally, she yelled, “Pull those pants down and fuck me, you pervert. Fuck me Hard!!”

Following directions, I never even thought about a condom (till much later) and stuck my very erect cock inside her hot, wet, tight pussy. I shoved it hard and fast, as she continued orgasming, saying: “Harder you fucker! Fuck this slut like you never fucked anyone before.” Just as I was about to cum, she yelled, “Shoot that load deep inside me. That’s what whores like. Pump me full of your hot, sticky cum.” I shot her so full of my cum, that it began to leak out and run down her ass cheek.

When I was finished, she said. Now, call every one of your pussy deprived friends. I want them all. I want them to fuck me all night long. I have been needing to get fucked for so long that I have to make up for lost time. I’m ready, now. Call!!!!”

I was on the phone for a half hour, while between calls I answered my door to let my friends in so that Heather could get her fill. One after the other, my male buddies fucked my neighbor as she kept cumming and cumming.

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When I had run out of friends coming over, she stood up and said, “Not bad for a beginning. But, the next time, I want all of your friends to invite their friends over, too.”

She wiped off, dressed and left back through the door where she had entered, saying she’d be back in a week and that she knew I’d be waiting.

One week later, she returned. When I opened the door, she asked: “Do we know each other?” That was the beginning of a beautiful relationship that continues to this day. We only need each other for sex, nothing else. And, for us, that’s enough.

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