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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a true story from when I lived at home and I was around 18.
My neighbours were a lovely couple in their late forties/early fifties. Anne was a really attractive woman who had long wavy brown hair, D cup breast and about a size 14 dress. Her fella Paul was pretty well built and it was pretty clear that he kept himself in shape.
Every morning before I went out I just couldn’t help to listen at the wall of my bedroom. You didn’t need to really, as they were loud. They always did it in the mornings. I could totally hear them as their bed must have been backing right onto what was a pretty thin wall, between them and my room.
I could always hear the bed squeaking and the headboard banging. It was so easy too to hear her moaning and talking dirty too. It used to make me so hard and as I listened I always used to wank myself off. It was amazing.
That went on for months and months. And I would always listen to them. It was in the mornings between 7 and 8 as that’s when Anne finished her shift at the hospital. Paul would go out to work at around 8.45 and they always did it in the morning.
It was probably the horniest two years of my life to wank myself off knowing that they had literally no idea that I was listening.
One morning, after Paul had left I was in the kitchen making a drink and I pooped outside to the garden. As I did Anne was just at the door which made me jump. I guess I was a little shy and shit myself that she would say that she had heard me banging on the wall or something.
As she made me jump she laughed and said to me that probably I didn’t know she was at home and that I had thought she would have been out at work. I have no idea why, but I sort of come out with this - I said, ‘I knew you were at home as I had heard you both banging’. I meant it to be rude but sort of knew that it could have been easily interpreted in non sexual ways too. I guess I was trying to play safe but secretly hope that she knew what I was saying.
I think I went a bit red too and thought ‘shit, I can’t believe I have just said that!’. She immediately laughed and said ‘did you now!’ I laughed and went a little shy and she called me naughty.
It was a little awkward but at the same time I had a huge rush of blood to my cock. Just looking at her turned me on so much. The fact that she had just been fucking too was a massive turn on. I went inside that morning and had to wank again but this time really hard as I thought about her.
I went out for the day and just couldn’t keep her off my mind at all. The day dragged on and again I was in bed, trying to drift off so the morning would come sooner.
I was up at 7. Ready. Listening for them. I couldn’t wait. But I guess I was annoyed too that I had let it slip and I probably wouldn’t hear them again. It was totally silent but I waited. I waited for ages. Pretty sad really but I just wanted to know if they would still do it now that she knew I knew.
But to my surprise and excitement, at around 8.30 I could hear them. Giggling at first and then the bed was going harder and faster. I could hear her moaning and this time she was begging Paul to fuck her hard. I could hear her clearly the naughty woman!
I was just so turned on and again I wanked as I listened to them.
I hoped she would come outside again. As soon as I heard Paul leave for work, I went out into the garden. I was pretending to mess with my bike but of course I wanted to see her.
A couple of minutes later she opened the door and said nothing more than. ‘Did you enjoy that!’ I once again SHIT myself, but yet again I felt a huge surge of blood go to my cock. I could see her looking at my cock and it was sort of getting hard. I replied to her ‘I always do enjoy it’. She laughed and said to me ‘ you naughty lad!
Then she sort of whispered to me to come over and when I did, she pulled me in. We were kissing like mad as soon as the doors closed. My hands were all over her ass and tits. She was grinding her pussy really hard against my now solid shaft. My god I was in heaven. The thought that her older pussy that had just literally been fucked was just sooooooooo naughty. Added to that. It was probably full of cum. Fuck me I was horny !
We moved onto the couch where she sat back and I kissed her neck and tits. She had a dressing gown on, so it was easy for me to just open. I was so turned on to be taking her tits one by one into my mouth.
I moved down slowly to her belly and then lower. ‘Stop!’ She said! ‘Paul has just c..............!’ I knew what she was going to say but I didn’t care. I wanted it. I wanted to lick her so badly and the fact that it was likely full of cum was actually horny as hell. And man, I wasn’t wrong. I could taste it and I knew what it tasted like as I had tasted mine before. It was definitely cum as my tongue was tingling and she was so wet. I licked it all ........... and her clit swelled so large.
I think she had two orgasms before I moved up and slipped into her. We kissed as I fucked her really hard and gave her my load. Her second load of the morning. That was so hot.
We did that a few times since then ....
I’ve moved away now but she always gives me a smile when I see her. She is perhaps 20 or so years older now but she is still so very attractive. I would love to do it again. But it would need to be in the same way. I would need to taste them both - Anne and Paul.
Genuine story x wow I’d love to do that again. Maaaan! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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One weekend I came back from Uni and as I went to open the front door Anne came out of her house next door and asked if I could pop in.
Literally within minutes we were kissing and fondling one another behind the door. Yet again she was soaking wet! She told me that Paul had literally gone out and that she had a pussy full of cum. Wow!
I couldn’t wait. We quickly went into the living room and I lay on the floor so that she could stand over me and slowly lower herself onto my tongue.
My god! How I had missed the taste of her freshly fucked pussy. I don’t like cock, but the reality is, the taboo of what I was doing was just so amazing! The taste of her pussy and the salty tingle taste of her man simply drove me mad.
I did this with her several times and it became a fetish for us to do it as soon as Paul went out. Anne told me a few months later, that Paul has known about it for a while and they both got off on my presence.
That’s when we started to take things a little further........ |
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