Like a Good Neighbor (closed)

Meghan pressed a finger to her lips. "We should sneak in through my window just to be sure."

She brushed her hands off and rose, offering him her hand as she pointed out a path through the woods she knew was a shortcut to her place thanks to her late night walks. The evening air was cool and she suddenly regretted not wearing a wrap. The cold made her sensitive nipples press firmly against the flimsy satin of her gown. With as exposing as the make of the dress was, she hadn't bothered with a bra either. She crossed her arms over her chest, feebly trying to hide her shameful exposure.

"The sooner we get home, the better. Is it's all the same to you, I was thinking of taking a warm shower to get the gunk off my face. You can join me if you want." She joked, only halfway, and jabbed his ribs.
 
I glanced over at her teasing comment. Joining her in the shower? God my mind flashed with how amazing that would be. Of course she was joking, but that didn't mean that she wasn't cold. "Don't tease me like that Meghan. Not fair." I told her, shrugging off my jacket and drapping it around her shoulders. "Also don't catch a cold, you're no fun with a stuffy nose."

I smiled at her and took her hand again, just happy to have some sort of contact with her. She had the softest skin I had ever felt, her hand felt almost silky in my palm. We snuck into her backyard via a fence and dipped around to her backdoor, where nobody would see us go inside. Not that I thought my parents would be watching her front door for some reason.

Still sneaking in felt cool. It felt like I was doing something naughty. I never did anything naughty.

I took a deep breath and looked at her. "So are you really gonna go shower?" I asked, my pulse racing for some reason. Holy fuck she was beautiful. "I'll uh," I tugging my tie away and tucked it into my pocket. "I'll wait for you, in the den?"
 
Standing in the back of the kitchen with his coat draped around her shoulders, she threw a fake pout at him. "Why would I tease? In any case, I guess make yourself at home. You can go to the den if you want. If you need anything, I am just going to use the bathroom down here, so just knock."

She tossed his jacket back to him and without thinking, began unzipping the back of her dress as she made her way to the bathroom. Once inside, she started the water and tested it for a comfortable temp before undoing a few snaps and contraptions, letting the gown slink to the floor in a soft, red puddle. She stood in front of the mirror, completely nude for a bit, pulling out bobby pins from her hair. She loved looking this good, but it was such a pain. Standing under the stream of water moments later, she sighed loudly, enjoying the feel of steam rising around her and the hot jets massaging her pale skin, making it pink from the heat.

She thought about the night as she scrubbed her face and hair. Her mind kept wandering to the young man out in her sitting room, ready to curl up for a movie. At least, that was the plan, right?

'God, I need to get my mind in the right place,' she thought. Her hand wandered up to her breast, teasing her supple nipple. 'He's just a teenager,' she chided herself as his face flashed behind her closed lids, her free hand sliding down her slick, smooth skin to her bald mound, slipping between her legs. 'This is so wrong..."

A loud moan escaped her lips, her body out of her control.
 
I watched her disappear into her bathroom, her back exposed by the drop in her zipper. It was like she was teasing me with her bare flesh, and I couldn't help but stare even if I wasn't supposed too. She was married after all. Her husband might never be around, but that didn't stop her from being married.

I sighed and moved to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I needed to cool my head. Too much shit has happened tonight it seemed, and I just wanted to unwind.

I made my way into the den as I waited for her to finish, though it did occur to me that she didn't bring in a change of clothes with her. If she came out in a towel I think I would probably die.

I took a flopping seat onto the big leather couch and grabbed the tablet that controlled the TV. I kicked away my annoying dress shoes and pushed them to the side so I could lean back and relax. What a fucking night, at least nothing else exciting could possibly happen right?
 
Meghan's head was pressed against the cool tile of the shower and she was panting. What a rush. Her orgasm still wracked her brain as she caught her breath. The water was getting cold and she knew she should rejoin him. It was then that it occurred to her that she had forgotten to bring clothes into the bathroom with her. She shut the water off quickly and dried herself with a fluffy white towel, trying to calculate the risk of dashing to her room upstairs without Jake seeing her.

She opened the door as quietly as she could and tiptoed into the hall. She peaked into the living room and saw him sitting comfortably on the couch watching tv. She was grateful for the relationship they had that allowed him to feel so at home with her. That being acknowledged, she scurried to the stairs and started up them, just a little too eager to find at least a robe or something. In her haste, she tripped on the top stair and crash landed at the threshold of her bedroom door.

The thump and her following cry of pain/surprise, she knew, would give away her plight. She tried to wrap her towel around her body best she could as she scrambled to her feet, dashing to the door.
 
I was watching some TV show I didn't know getting kind of into why the dog was trying to get pamphlets for a musical when I heard the crash. It was a loud bang and thump, followed by a cry of pain and surprise. I jumped up and darted to the stairs.

"Meghan you alright!" I called, running up the stairs to see what had happened. The bedroom door banged shut as I reached the top of the stairs and I didn't see what had happened.

I knocked on her door and leaned close, "Hey Meghan, I heard you fall. You okay in there?" I asked. "You need me to kiss your boobs? Err...I mean booboos." I smirked at my slip.
 
Meghan was breathless as she leaned against the door. "I-I'm fine," she hesitated. She cracked open the door a bit and peered out. "Stupid me forgot pjs, so I was trying to get some without disturbing you."

She tried to keep her towel up as she stood at the crack of the door. She felt it slipping though, and the way she had it, there was no catching it if it decided to go all the way. "I-I will be down shortly. I mean..." Her mind began drifting again, "Unless you want to come in and wait? Heh. It's not like Don's going to be home anytime soon. Just you and me, honey."
 
I blinked, not expecting her to open the door. Even if it was just a crack. I figured she would call out through the door and I would go back downstairs. But she cracked the door and even offered to let me come inside. I didn't know what was happening with her, nor did I understand the subtext of what she was offering me to do.

I shrugged, "Sure, I mean there's nothing on TV at the moment anyway." I said, stepping into the room.

I didn't know she was barely clinging to the towel that was barely covering her body. My eyes widened a little when I saw her. "Oh jeez, Meghan I'm sorry, I didn't know. I uh.." I closed my eyes and turned around quickly. "Sorry, maybe I should just wait downstairs..." I stammered.
 
Meghan laughed nervously, taken aback by his acceptance of her invitation.

"No, no, you're here now. Haha, it's not like I have anything to hide. That dress was not exactly modest, you know. In any case, I will only be a minute."

She tried to cover, but failed, and finally tossed the traitorous cloth away from her. She bent over a dresser, her heart shaped ass quivering invitingly as she pulled out a tiny cami and shorts set. Even though she knew his gaze was averted, she was still very much aware of his close proximity and her skin was flushed with desire she did not understand.

"Any idea what movie we want to watch?" she asked, turning to him as she pulled the shorts on. Her full breasts swayed in the soft glow of a table lamp as she positioned the tank over her head. She tried to ignore the tightening sensation on her nipples as her aereolas puckered with thoughts she should be ashamed of.
 
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I could almost feel her nudity behind me. Like some kind of natural male instinct I knew that I could turn around and see her amazing nakedness. But I didn't want to see her naked for a cheap thrill. If I were to see her naked, I wanted her to want me to see her naked. Not that it will ever happen.

I cleared my throat as she asked about the movie. "Oh I dunno. How about the 40 year old Virgin? Like my future." I said with a pitiful laugh. God I was so nervous around her when I knew she wasn't wearing anything behind me.
 
The comment flashed through her mind again "...lose...virginity..." She squirmed. What was she thinking. "Oh damn it all!" She threw the top she was holding onto her dresser and walked over to him with authority. "Look at me, Jake." She gently, but firmly, grabbed his chin and turned his face towards her. "That will not be you. Not if I have any say in the matter."

Without letting herself be distracted by thoughts of propriety or decency, she tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his, her body contouring against him. Her skin felt hot as she wrapped her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair. She let herself go in this kiss, moaning against his mouth. When she pulled away, she was breathless, but she watched his face intently for signs of hesitation, discouragement, or anything else that would tell her to reign it in.
 
I don't know what I expected really. I certainly didn't expect anything from Meghan. Not in any kind of sexual way, though it had been in my mind a number of times. But never with any hope of it becoming a reality.

She grabbed me and spun me around. I had but a brief glance at her top less body before her lips pressed against mine. My eyes widened as her mouth pressed against mine, then her tight, firm body pressed against me. Her bare breasts pushed against my chest as her body seemed to melt against me.

I moaned against her lips in shock. My mouth parting just enough for our tongues to push against each other. My body trembled as I tasted a woman for the first time in my life.
 
Meghan was beginning to feel dizzy, but it was so refreshing and thrilling to have this new adventure and she was not going to let it go so easily. She looked at him for only a moment before pressing against him for another kiss. Their tongues danced together as her fingers walked up the front of his dress shirt, flicking open one button, and then the next, all the way down, pulling the neatly tucked tail from his waist. It did not take her long to unfasten his belt as well. All of this without breaking their kiss. Her own flesh was hot as she begged him for more. She took his hand in one of her own and guided it up to her breast.

"You know what to do," she whispered breathlessly.
 
Kissing her was unlike anything I have ever experienced. Her lips were so soft, yet warm and welcoming on mine. I could feel that she wanted me somehow. Her desire lingered on her lips and poured into me as we kissed.

Then her fingers began working open my shirt and I felt my body shake. Was this really about to happen? With Meghan no less? I felt her fingers pull my shirt from my pants and then work open my belt. I couldn't believe it. She tugged my belt from me with ease.

Then she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes as she pulled my hand to her soft firm breast. I shook my head, "No I dont. But I will learn." I told her.

Slowly I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around her popping little nipples. My tongue flicked across her flesh, tasting her. I marveled at how wonderful her skin felt under my tongue.
 
Feeling his tongue against her flesh, she couldn't help the hissing "bullshit" she called out as her knees buckled. She wanted him to know how natural this could be, but he already seemed to understand. She gripped his shoulders, afraid of falling, as her skin crawled and the fire that had been building all night. She began kneading his shoulders as she arched into his mouth. Slowly, she walked them back the couple of steps to her king size bed so she could sit and not risk falling again.

"That's it, baby.... Yes... Oh fuck that is amazing!"
 
I was completely focused on her breast. I didn't know if I was doing this right, I was just going by what I thoughthink was good. What I wanted. So my tongue linked and tasted her however I wanted. She was moaning for me and didn't pull away. So I must be doing something right.

Then she jersey away from me as she sat down on the bed suddenly. I hadn't even noticed that she was backing us up. I looked at her and shrugged out of my shirt, letting it fall to the floor behind me.

I could see her one breast was wet with my spit and the other sathan perfect on her chest. Her firm tight body looked unbelievable. "Meghan I can't even tell you how beautiful I think your are. You are too much for words." I told her.
 
Meghan started her classic move of chewing her lip as she blushed furiously. "Jake, don't... Just... Let me make this night up to you. This is the best way I can think of. Come on."

She summoned him with her forefinger, laying back slowly, her damp curl sprawling out on the bedspread as she arched her back to slide her shorts back over her hips and down her smooth, lean legs. She kicked them away and lay there, completely naked again, smiling invitingly up at him.
 
I realized that I should probably keep my mouth shut before I ruin this. I moved close to the bed and watched her lay back to peel away her shorts. I watched in awe as her body became fully exposed to me. I could see her bare like mound between her legs and I swear my cock surged in my pants at the sight.

I was realizing that I was about to have sex. My virginity was going to be gone and I was going to get to do it with Meghan, the beautiful and sexy Meghan. I looked down and figured if she was naked I probably should get naked too.

So I opened my fly and took a deep breath. I pulled my pants and underwear down, letting my cock spring free in front of me, hard and throbbing. I blushed and hoped that she wouldn't laugh at it.
 
Meghan watched, fascinated, as Jake stripped before her. She licked her lips as his cock bounced inches from her face. She glanced up at him before taking it at the base in her hand. Stroking gently, she continued to wet her lips before wrapping them firmly around the head, pulling him into her hot mouth. She pushed slowly against him, feeding him into her mouth until she was sure she would choke. She pulled away a bit and rubbed gently with her hand as she caught her breath before taking him back in. Now that she had a good judge of his size against her tongue, she worked her head in a steady rhythm, up and down over his shaft, her curls bobbing in time with her dance.
 
MEghan didn't say a word to me as she sat up and eyed my cock. I worried about my size and just the overall health of my crotch. I don't know why, but maybe it was just a guy thing. I mean this was the first time a girl was seeing my penis. Meghan didn't hesitate, she reached out and took hold of me gently, making me gasp. Her fingers upon me felt so different than when I touched myself.

Then she put me into her mouth. I gasped and fought against my knees, keeping them from buckling out from under me. Her mouth was so warm and wet, her tongue a wonderful rough texture upon my dick. She took me into her mouth, her spit making me slick and wet. I swore she almost took me down into her throat before pulling back.

I grunted as she worked her mouth upon me, my balls tightened as the pleasure ripping through me like a wave. I watched her head bob back and forth upon me, her hair swaying with the motion. It was like I was in a fucking porno movie.

I reached down and brushed some of her hair away so I could see my dick moving in and out of her mouth. I kept my hand gently on the back of her head, feeling her motions.

My teeth gritted as I felt that amazing tingling of orgasm start to rip through me though. "Oh Meghan, I don't think I can hold back much longer." I warned her, feeling my cock throb and swell in her mouth.
 
Feeling him swell, Meghan only gave a brief nod as she put more effort behind her attention. She wanted to feel his flood spill down her throat. She had wanted this for so long, it amazed her that it was finally happening. She hummed softly against his sensitive flesh, reaching between her legs to rub her hot slit. Getting him to orgasm was making her so needy, and she was practically dripping. She knew, though, that doing this now, would make the rest of the night that much more enjoyable for them both.
 
She didn't pull away with my warning. I felt her moan into me, sending vibrations through me. It was like she was encouraging me to cum in her mouth. I began to shake as the orgasm built through me.

I grunted as my cock jerked and exploded the first of many thick hot waves of my cum into the back of her mouth. The intensity of it was mind blowing. I had never cum so hard in my life as my balls poured themselves into her mouth. My hand on her head tightened as my body locked up.
 
Struggling a bit to swallow fast enough, a small amount of his load dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Her throat constricted as she swallowed stream after stream. By the time he began to relax and pull away, she was almost choking on it. However, she was not done with him. She crawled back on her elbows, inviting him to follow.

"Think you can keep up?" she mocked.
 
I saw how much she struggled to swallow me down. The sight was such a turn on for me. I couldn't believe that she was drinking my sperm. The idea of her taking my DNA inside of her just excited me.

When I finished Cummings I pulled back slowly marveling at the cum running down her chin and I'm her mouth. Yet she made it all disappear before she smirked at me.

I watched her back up onto the bed and beckoned me to join her. Despite having just cum, my cock remained hard and dangled like a spear under me as I crawled onto the bed with her.

"What do you want me to do Meghan?" I asked her softly, my eyes running over her naked body.
 
Pretending to think for a moment, Meghan reached down and began rubbing her hot slit, spreading it to offer him a glimpse of the pink treasure within.

"I want your mouth right here. Trust me, you will love the taste."

She bit her lip again, trying to slow her breathing as excitement built.
 
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