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Our Italian Neighbour
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I always look back fondly on my formative years - living at home with mum,dad and my younger sister. We were fortunate to have a lovely house in a nice area. We had nice neighbours and my mum was very freindly with one of our neighbours an Italian woman named Cristina. Cristina's husband Ray was an engineer who worked off shore for long spells and she was glad to have mum's company- she would always ask her next door for coffee and a natter. Cristina was around late forties with jet black shoulder length hair, striking Italian features, high cheek bones a sharp nose with stunning brown eyes. She had a full figure and the most amazing large breasts. She was courteous to me but could often be a bit sharp and gave the impression she didn't suffer fools gladly. Critina spoke good English but would often trail off in to Italian and constantly used broken English to describe things.
During my second year at University (I was around eighteen I guess) and was home for the summer and had managed to get a job at a local store packing shelves etc.
Througout my childhood we always went off abroad to the Spain for a family holiday. I had outgrown these great times away so I had decided to stay at home and continue with my job and get some money put together for a car. Mum and Dad were okay with me staying at home although I was told that there were to be no parties and not to bring friends to the house.
A few days before the Holiday mum breaks the news that Cristina would be keeping an eye on the house and me for that matter! She also said she would bring some dinner over to me in the evening if my shifts fell in with this. I was a bit put out with this as I had ideas of bring a couple of friends around over the two weeks I had the place to my self and definitely a girlfriend who I seen from time to time.
I was at the period in my life where I got an erection if the wind blew so having to negotiate around Cristina was going to be a task. |
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By *asyGent75Man
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By *erri AnneTV/TS
over a year ago
Shannon and Costa Blanca |
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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago
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The first time I suspected my fears would be realised is one night early in the holiday when I came home from work and sat down to watch telly with fish and chips. I cracked open a couple of tins of beer and left them at my side and promptly fell asleep.
A bit later I was awokened by a shreik! "Whata's going on? You no have respect for your mum- no fast food in the living room and doesa your mum know you drink the beer?"
Cristina had let her self in and was furious with me. Jees!
We had words and she stormed off. This was going to be a long two weeks.
On the Friday night I invited my "girlfriend" over. Becky was what we used to refer to as a bit off a lass. She was blonde, pretty sexy but was known to put it about a bit. I siezed my opportunity with the house to my self although it was abit of a cloak and dagger affair to smuggle her in to the house.
Needless to say after a few drinks we got down to it on the sofa. I was going take her all ways, from behind, on top the works, one of my pals had tod me Becky took it up the ass and I was going to find out. I was prepared with plenty VOdka and "jonnies". We were deep in to a snog and I had her tits out and two fingers up her pussy with her skirt and panties on the floor when all hell broke loose!
Cristina!
I had locked the door but hadn't allowed for mum giving Cristina a key and she had let her self in.
"You stopa with the sex. Have you no respecta for selves? Getta your cloths on. You disgust me"
"Vergognati.Perdonalo Dio"!!
Becky always had a bit of a mouth on her and she gave as good as she got whilst I tried to zip up and defuse the situation.
Becky was told to get out and she was really pissed off calling Cristina an "interfering old witch".
Cristina told me she was going to tell mum when she got back and that I was disgrace and should be ashamed of myself!
All the time she was lecturing me I couldn't help but stare at these huge tits and fiery way she gestured. It was a real turn on.
At the end of the day I was left with a diamond cutting hard on and total frustration. |
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Ha ha this will be fun |
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By *ichard7Man
over a year ago
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"I always look back fondly on my formative years - living at home with mum,dad and my younger sister. We were fortunate to have a lovely house in a nice area. We had nice neighbours and my mum was very freindly with one of our neighbours an Italian woman named Cristina. Cristina's husband Ray was an engineer who worked off shore for long spells and she was glad to have mum's company- she would always ask her next door for coffee and a natter. Cristina was around late forties with jet black shoulder length hair, striking Italian features, high cheek bones a sharp nose with stunning brown eyes. She had a full figure and the most amazing large breasts. She was courteous to me but could often be a bit sharp and gave the impression she didn't suffer fools gladly. Critina spoke good English but would often trail off in to Italian and constantly used broken English to describe things.
During my second year at University (I was around eighteen I guess) and was home for the summer and had managed to get a job at a local store packing shelves etc.
Througout my childhood we always went off abroad to the Spain for a family holiday. I had outgrown these great times away so I had decided to stay at home and continue with my job and get some money put together for a car. Mum and Dad were okay with me staying at home although I was told that there were to be no parties and not to bring friends to the house.
A few days before the Holiday mum breaks the news that Cristina would be keeping an eye on the house and me for that matter! She also said she would bring some dinner over to me in the evening if my shifts fell in with this. I was a bit put out with this as I had ideas of bring a couple of friends around over the two weeks I had the place to my self and definitely a girlfriend who I seen from time to time.
I was at the period in my life where I got an erection if the wind blew so having to negotiate around Cristina was going to be a task."
I am italian too  |
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Sounding interesting. Lots of tension, what happens next.
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Good start
Wondering where this is leading
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By *ayarMan
over a year ago
Wirral |
Wondering where/why she switches |
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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago
Gloucester |
It would be amusing if this turned into a story about the cock blocking exploits of Christina the Italian prude. |
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Be patient please
I'm away just now but promise you the wait will be worth it |
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I'm hoping Cristina gets it hard and dirty |
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By *D123Man
over a year ago
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Good start! |
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After that latest encounter with Cristina relations were pretty strained and I avoided her as much as I could. She continued to drop off a tray of food to me in the evenings even sometimes she would leave a tray of home made bread with cheese and hams when I was late home. I was reluctant to eat them to make a point but her food was delicious and I thought it would just make things worse with my childish behavior.
The summer weather down in the south of England was always great but this year was like being in the Med. It got very hot early in the morning and lasted late in to the evening.
I knew that Cristina enjoyed sunbathing even if her behavior was a bit surrepticious about laying outside on her lounger. If she moved even in to the house she pull on a Dark Shiffon sarong that covered her whole body tied under her arms.The only way you could see over the high fence was to stand on a chair or in my case this day stand on a step ladder pretending to wash the garage window. Sure enough she was lying back on her lounger wearing a skimpy bright red bikini. The straps were down on her bikini bra top so the wonderful mellons were exposed to the maximum but within decency. The sight of her beautiful coffee coloured skin against the contrast of her vibrant bathing outfit was very erotic. I enjoyed the view as much as I could but was nervous that she might catch me oggling her when inspiration struck!
I went inside the house and went upstairs to my sisters bedroom. I furtively parted the blinds and sure enough there she was in full view. She had a floppy hat on and big sunglasses and the Bikini top only just covered the nipples giving full view to these wonderful tits. The site of her clevage had me take my cock out as I imagined it wedged between her tits and then me blowing my stack over her. That would teach her! I was gently stroking my cock and getting really turned on when suddenly and inexplicably she stood up and turned around to look up right in to the bedroom. She had her arm over her breasts as she pulled the glasses right down to the end of her nose and peered straight at me.
I froze. They brown eyes were piercing right in to my soul. It was like she had a sixth sense about me watching her. I stepped back from the window as my cock shrank. There was no doubt that she had seen the blind spring back in to place. My heart thumped in my chest. This fucking woman was killing me!
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Sounds great so far |
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Very hot |
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I worked a couple of extra shifts at the supermarket over the next few days and stopped off to have few pints with my work mates who were giving me a hard time about not having a house party when my folks were away. If only they knew!
On the Wednesday I was off all day and arranged a game of tennis with a friend. The weather again was blisteringly hot and by the time I wandered home I was soaking through with sweat and knackered. I was tempted to steal a look out the back garden to see if the devil woman was out there but thought better of it. After I consumed a litre of Lilt I went for a cooling shower and went to my bedroom. One of my colleagues from the Supermarket had given me a "hot Porno" VHS tape to watch and I was getting palpitations about watching it espcially if all the stuff in it he told me about was true!
I rigged up my old telly and Video recorder and lay back bollock naked to watch. There was a few jumpy lines at the start of the production which confirmed it's authenticity as an illegal import.
Very quickly the plot line went out the window and we were straight in to serious shagging with blondes and brunettes getting eye watering lenghth cocks in every orifice! It was pure gonzo stuff but my cock was granite hard and I lay back in my element driffting in and out of imagination of who would be taking my cock in these wonderful positions. I had my back to the bedroom door and oblivious to it opening and Cristina coming in!
"Aghh! Dio Mio!
L'opera del diavolo"!!
"You Disgust me. Shame on you. How cana you watch thees filth"
I jumped up and covered my self with a towel and protested my right to privacy but she had none of it and pulled the plug from the wall.
I was totally flustered by this intrusion and had trouble speaking as I tried to cover up my embarressment.
Cristina had a dark Chiffon Wrap around on and her hair up. I looked at her and started to argue with her but again my eyes were drawn to them wonderful sized breasts, despite the wraparound the clevage was still visible a short distance from me. I couldn't help myself but stare at them.
Cristina looked at me and her stare hardened.
"whata you looking at? Whata are you thinking? You perverto"
Her hand shot up and smacked me around the ear. I stood there in shock with my towel in my hand, my ears wringing and my cock rock hard. The next thing that happened stayed with me my whole life.
Cristina moved closer to me and took my chin in her vice like grip drawing my face up to look at her.
" I see you. I knowa what you thinking. I see you mind in operation. Pervert!
Okay, you want to act like a baby- you be the baby"!
My tongue was cold lead in my mouth as I watched her.......
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The comical play at Italian reminds me of that song with the words ‘ah shut upa your face’ |
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Very hot |
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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago
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Mmm here we go. One lucky young man’s wet dream about to come true. |
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We knew this was coming lol |
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Cristina pushed me back so that I was sitting on the bed and she undid her wrap.
She was standing in front of me in just her Bikini. She looked stunning, long legs, the bum a little rounder than I had imagined. Her waist was surprisingly small and almost out of proprtion with her big bottom and massive bust. This was the epitome of the hourglass figure!
" This is what you fantasy about isn't it? Don't lie; I see your mind, I see your eyes."
My mouth went dry as she pulled the cups down from her breasts. They were magnificent. Huge bombs with massive round areola and hard bullet nipples!
I thought I would pass out.
She moved closer to me and grabbed my head and shoved her tit in my mouth.
"Suck it then pervert. Thees is what you want isn't it. To suck the teets."
I suckelled for all I was worth as she threw her head back. First the right tit then the left. The wonderfull intoxicating smell of her perfume had me giddy.
I stayed like that for what seemed an age and then I moved my hands up her legs to her thighs up to her bum but she slapped them down. She wanted to be in complete control. I thought my cock would explode with lust.
Then she threw me back on to the bed.
I watched as she pulled the bikini top off and then unlaced the tie side bottoms. Her pussy lips were clearly shaved at the bottom but above was a wonderful triangle of black bushy curls.
I was mesmerised. Her face looked stern as she climbed up on to the bed.... |
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This is what wet dreams are made of. Nice. |
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WOW this getting good ... Keep it up pardon the pun |
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Cristina worked her way up the bed. She took my cock in her long fingers and bent down towrads it. For a moment I thought she was going to suck me. I was wrong.
She spat a big saliva ball on to my cock and slid up me. She positioned herself where she could use my cock as a dildo- gently rubbing it up and down her swollen clit. She was expert at it too. She used circular motions to get maximum pleasure and pressed it harder and harder on to her lips. I was praying this wasn't a dream. She never said a word the whole time she was using my cock but her breath was becoming more and more shallow as she worked her way to climax. My cock was so swollen it was sore. I again put my hands up to feel her tits but again she resisted any form of affection.
I heard a slight noise from her as she closed in on climax and then she moved up over me and mercifully positioned her pussy above my cock and slid down over it.
It was the most erotic feeling I had ever felt in my young life but even now the ride wasn't over. I had a few girl friends at University who loved fucking on top but where they would just bounce up and down fast aggressively, Cristina gently worked her arse around in a circular motion as if she was just working up the gears on a Ferrari. Her muscles were like a vice around my cock and it was being pulled every direction. Finally she pressed forward so the my shaft was pressing hard against her clit and then she started bumbing up and down very gently at first and then getting faster until i knew she was about to come!
She sighed a deep groan as she rode the last rites out of our fuck. She had came and just as quick pulled off me as her cum ran down her thigh.
I almost screamed as I realised she was finished with me. In what I can only think was a moment of compassion she put her hand around my cock and expertly started to milk me slowly and then very fast until I exploded all over my belly and chest. She continued until I was drained. Then she nonchalantly picked up her bikini, pulled her wrap on and slipped in to her sandals.
She came over to the bed and leaned over.
" You never tell anyone of this, you understand never. You take this to the grave with you!" She walked to the door without so much as a kiss and slammed the door. I lay there in delirium and to complete the most bizarre eposide in my life the door opened again and she came back in with my training shoes in her hand.
" And putta theese where they belong! Hava some respect for yourself!" |
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For avoidance of doubt.
The End.
Hope you enjoyed |
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Epic, id love a vixen to use me like that |
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Great story |
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Great story, would've loved more |
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By *obertjMan
over a year ago
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A-mazing
There must be a second round ? |
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"I always look back fondly on my formative years - living at home with mum,dad and my younger sister. We were fortunate to have a lovely house in a nice area. We had nice neighbours and my mum was very freindly with one of our neighbours an Italian woman named Cristina. Cristina's husband Ray was an engineer who worked off shore for long spells and she was glad to have mum's company- she would always ask her next door for coffee and a natter. Cristina was around late forties with jet black shoulder length hair, striking Italian features, high cheek bones a sharp nose with stunning brown eyes. She had a full figure and the most amazing large breasts. She was courteous to me but could often be a bit sharp and gave the impression she didn't suffer fools gladly. Critina spoke good English but would often trail off in to Italian and constantly used broken English to describe things.
During my second year at University (I was around eighteen I guess) and was home for the summer and had managed to get a job at a local store packing shelves etc.
Througout my childhood we always went off abroad to the Spain for a family holiday. I had outgrown these great times away so I had decided to stay at home and continue with my job and get some money put together for a car. Mum and Dad were okay with me staying at home although I was told that there were to be no parties and not to bring friends to the house.
A few days before the Holiday mum breaks the news that Cristina would be keeping an eye on the house and me for that matter! She also said she would bring some dinner over to me in the evening if my shifts fell in with this. I was a bit put out with this as I had ideas of bring a couple of friends around over the two weeks I had the place to my self and definitely a girlfriend who I seen from time to time.
I was at the period in my life where I got an erection if the wind blew so having to negotiate around Cristina was going to be a task."
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Very nice. Something tells me that won’t be your last time with Christina. |
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Glad you all enjoyed and thanks for the kind messages. |
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Great story |
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