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The Good Neighbour (part 1)
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
The Good Neighbor (Part I)
Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu
Linda Stevens sighed in disgust. Another lousy weekday afternoon
with nothing to do. She stared into her bathroom mirror and saw a
reasonably attractive 39 year old woman staring back. Not bad, she
thought to herself, a few wrinkles around the eyes and a few gray
hairs, but otherwise I look fine. I wonder if I should dye my hair to
hide the gray. No, she thought, it would just look fake and besides
her brownish-blonde shade blended well with the occasional gray
hair and it didn't look bad at all. As she continued to towel herself
off from the shower she had just emerged from, she glanced at
herself in the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. I
guess I still have a pretty decent figure for an old lady she thought
to herself humorously. Linda had never been a beauty queen, but
neither was she a woman any ordinary man would not take notice of.
Her breasts were neither too large nor too small, though, as of the
last few years they had begun to sag just a bit. She was mid-height,
standing about 5 foot 6 inches tall. Her waist was not fashion model
thin, but was still reasonably thin. She certainly didn't look like she
had borne two children. Although, she thought to herself, there are
stretch marks if you look closely.
As she started to blow-dry her hair and her mind wandered a bit.
At the same time, she continued to brush her shoulder length hair
while it was drying. Its been quiet around here since the kids have
gone to summer camp, she thought, and Bill hasn't been the model of
excitement either. As her thoughts turned to her husband of fifteen
years, she felt mixed emotions. She knew she still loved Bill but he
had turned into such a workaholic. Ever since he had been promoted
to an engineering manager in a silicon valley computer company all
he did was work, work, and more work. He comes home after dark
and he's even been going into the office on Saturday afternoons to
"catch up on paper-work." It seems like lately their sex life had been
nonexistent. In fact, she thought to herself, its nearly the end of July
and I don't think we have made love once this month. I wonder if he
has another lover, she thought -- no, not likely it would interfere
with his career ambitions. I wish I hadn't given up that part-time
job working at the mall. Selling women's clothing at a department
store isn't exactly my dream come true, but at least its something to
do.
Linda finished drying her hair, turned off the blow dryer and
continued to brush her hair. Just then the door bell rang. Damn! I
wonder who that could be..."Oh shit!", Linda said audibly; she had just
remembered that she had asked Bobby Martin to mow her lawn on
Wednesday afternoon, which was of course today. Bobby was the
son of their neighbors across the street. He had recently graduated
from high school and was looking for odd jobs to help pay for his
tuition at the local junior college. Linda had agreed to hire Bobby as
a favor to her best friend and neighbor Barbara Martin, who was of
course Bobby's mother.
Linda grabbed her bathrobe and quickly tied it around herself. She
rushed down the stairs and cracked open the front door. Sure
enough, standing on the front porch was Bobby Martin in his usual
colored T-shirt, jeans, and jogging shoes. Bobby was quiet kid, very
quiet, and as anyone who is around him could quickly tell, very shy.
Although he was not very athletic he had the average build and
looks of young man coming into full adulthood. Bobby was a little
over 6 feet tall and had brown hair with a reddish tinge, an obvious
contribution from his mother who was definitely a natural redhead.
His lightly freckled face had gorgeous green eyes that were always
hidden behind his glasses.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Stevens. I'm sorry if I bothered you, I just wanted you
to know I finished your lawn."
Linda opened the door wider, which got an immediate startled
expression followed by an obvious blush on Bobby's face. How cute
thought Linda, I have embarrassed the poor boy.
"Come on in Bobby. I have to apologize for my appearance. I forgot
all about our arrangement and you caught me just getting out of the
shower." Linda smiled at the now deeply blushing teenager as she
completely opened the door and stood to one side. She noticed that
as embarrassed as he was he continued to stare at her giving quick
subconscious glances up and down her entire body length.
Bobby blurted out almost stammering: "Ah, maybe I should come
back later Mrs. Stevens." But his eyes were still glued to Linda's
revealing form. Bobby was torn between his desire to continue to
stare or to run away. He felt very confused, a little scared, but an
even stronger sense of curiosity and something else...
For brief second, Linda said nothing, her brown eyes locked in a stare
with Bobby's vivid green eyes. Then she gave him a warm smile and
said, "It's okay Bobby, come on in. I don't bite you know." then she
turned and walked into the living room and picked up her purse.
Bobby hesitatingly followed her in and closed the door. "I think we
agreed on twenty dollars is that right?" she asked. "Yes mam," he
quickly replied. After searching momentarily through the strange
collection of items in her purse, she lost her patience and bent over
to dump the contents onto a coffee table. As she was doing this she
unknowingly gave Bobby a good view of her ample breasts including
her pink nipples. It all happened so quickly. Bobby gave a barely
perceptible gasp as she fetched a twenty and stood back up. Linda
instantly realized what she had done and now it was her turn to
blush crimson.
Bobby had never seen a woman's bare breasts before. Well, not
personally anyways. Sure he had seen plenty of Playboy centerfolds,
but because of his overwhelming shyness, the few dates he had been
on had never go past a simple kiss on the lips. Even that would not
have happened if not for his dates initiating it. He was so stunned
and fascinated by what he had just seen that he continued to stare at
Linda's now semi-covered cleavage as she stood there holding out a
twenty dollar bill. This went on for about ten more seconds before
Linda broke the ice. "I'm sorry Bobby, I didn't mean to do that. I
hope I didn't embarrass you too much."
Bobby quickly replied without thinking: "Its okay Mrs. Stevens, I
didn't mind at all." God! I can't believe I said that he thought as he
pocketed the money.
Linda chuckled. My god, she thought, I can't believe I can have this
effect on an 18 year old boy. No, she thought, not a boy a young
man. I guess I still have it. "Uh, Bobby its pretty hot outside. You
must be really thirsty. Sit down on the couch and let me fetch us
both a glass of iced tea."
Bobby surprised himself by not even hesitating. "Sure, Mrs. Stevens."
After a brief exit, Linda returned from the kitchen. At this point she
still had no clear idea about exactly what she was doing, she only
knew that she was intrigued by her effect on this young man. "So,
Bobby tell me about school. What courses will you be taking and
what is your major going to be?"
Bobby talked for while about school, with Linda occasionally
interrupting to ask additional questions. As they talked Linda could
tell that Bobby's mind was not on what he was talking about.
Bobby's eyes kept traveling down to her breasts and he kept
fidgeting in his seat. From Bobby's reaction she guessed that her left
breast must be visible to Bobby who was sitting on her right side on
the couch. Instead of moving to cover it, she adjusted herself slowly
so that he could see even more. Bobby's glances were now to point
of being obvious and he fidgeted even more. As she was adjusting
her position her gown slipped open below the waist momentarily
exposing her left thigh almost to her crotch. Once again Bobby gave a
barely audible gasp and he started fidgeting in his seat again.
Why is he moving about in his seat so much, Linda thought. Oh my
god! she thought as she finally realized, this kid has a major hard-on
and he is trying not to let me know. I can't believe it! I'm the same
age as his mother and this kid is seriously turned on by my body.
Linda also realized that she was getting pretty turned on by this
little game also. She knew that things had now progressed to a point
where she had to make a decision. She didn't even hesitate.
"Bobby, I sorry to interrupt you, but I would like to ask you a
personal question. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No not really, Mrs. Stevens."
"Have you ever had one?"
"Well I have been out on a few dates. But I guess I would have to
say no." Bobby could almost guess what the next question was but
he was still stunned by it.
"So, does that mean that your still a virgin?"
After a brief pause, Bobby answered meekly, "Yes."
Linda looked Bobby squarely in the eyes and said, "And, I guess that
is why you are so fascinated by my body. Do I turn you on Bobby?"
There was no delay in Bobby's answer, "Yes."
Linda held his gaze for a few seconds and then slowly lowered her
eyes to his crotch while he was still watching. "Is that why your dick
is so hard Bobby?"
Immediately both Linda's and Bobby's breathing became heavier and
their hearts began to beat faster. Linda's chest became slightly
flushed, her nipples became firm and erect. She could feel the
moisture on her cunt lips. Bobby's already engorged organ became
even more so as he answered Linda's question with a hoarse "Yes."
Linda couldn't believe what was happening here, but she knew that
both of them had passed the point of no return. So taking a deep
breathe she made still one more bold move. She stood up opened
her robe and let it fall to the floor. Turning to Bobby she said, "Is
this what you wanted to see?"
Bobby didn't even answer her. Instead he just stared with a look
that was a combination of amazement, admiration, and pure lust.
Linda sat back down on the couch right next to Bobby, reached over
and grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts and said, "I
think you will find that they feel even better than they look."
Instinctively Bobby softly rolled Linda's warm tits in his hands
occasionally softly tweaking her nipples. He quickly noticed that he
could judge by her facial reactions if he was doing it right. She leaned
her head back, closed her eyes, and began to moan softly. Bobby's
eyes moved up and down her body enjoying all he saw. His eyes
stopped on her light brown bush. He noticed that her engorged pink
lips protruded from her lovely pussy. For the first time in his life he
smelled the scent of an aroused woman. Her pussy juices gave forth
a scent that made his dick even harder. He knew what he wanted to
do to this woman worse than anything he wanted to do in his life.
Linda finally opened her eyes again. She was now breathing quite
heavily. She reached over and took off Bobby's glasses and then
quickly pulled his shirt off over his head. Then she said in a now
husky voice, "Kiss me."
But this was no ordinary kiss. She embraced him tightly wrapping
her legs behind him. He could feel her tongue probe deeply in his
mouth and feel her boobs press tightly against her chest. She rubbed
her moist pussy on his navel and belt buckle. Finally she let go and
said, "Okay lets see the rest. Take off the rest Bobby."
As Bobby stood up to comply, Linda's senses returned to her
momentarily and she said, "Bobby, I'm going to let you make love to
me now, but you need to understand something. First, you must
never tell anyone about what happened here. If either of our
families found out it would be disastrous. The other thing is that
even though we are making love this is not really about love. Do you
understand?"
"Yes, Mrs. Stevens," Bobby quickly answered.
"One more thing," she said with a mishevious smile. "Since you are
about to fuck me, I would prefer that you didn't call me 'Mrs.
Stevens'. Call me Linda." Then she said to the astonished teen, "If
don't like that, call me slut, whore, bitch, or cunt ... I kind of like to
be talked dirty to when I'm being balled. You do want to fuck me
don't you Bobby?"
"Yes I do Linda," Bobby said as he unzipped pants and stepped out of
them. He then lowered his briefs with just a trace of embarrassment.
Linda's gaze was fixed on what she now hungered for. This kid isn't
all that big she thought, but right now his six inch tool will do the job
fine. Linda stood up, kissed Bobby, and then laid down on her back
on the carpeted floor. She brought her knees up slightly off the
floor and spread her legs so that Bobby was now looking right down
her vaginal canal in the center of her sopping wet pussy. Linda was
now really turned on. She looked up at Bobby who was still standing
with his prick in his hand looking dazed and she almost begged him,
"Come on, Bobby. Get down here. Damn! I'm hot. I need to be
fucked. Don't be afraid, just put it in and the rest comes natural.
You'll see."
Bobby got down on his hands and knees and crawled over Linda so
that his hands were located just over each of Linda's shoulders and
made a try at finding the right location to penetrate. Linda, almost
losing her patience, reached with her right hand and guided Bobby's
inexperienced tool so that his swollen dick head was at the mouth of her cunt hole. Then gripping hbutt with her other hand, she
slowly plunged his dick into her. As she was doing this she had her
eyes wide open so she could gaze into Bobby's green eyes to see his
reaction. Bobby gazed back into Linda's eyes as he made his first
plunge and a smile of infinite satisfaction crossed his face.
Just as Linda had predicted, Bobby instantly knew what to do.
Nature took control of his senses and he began to fuck Linda with
short in and out plunges. Linda to had lost all touch with her
surroundings. Only naked animal passion was now present in her
mind. She only knew that she needed to be taken by this boy-man
who now had control of her body. Bobby was screwing Linda in
earnest and enjoying it completely. As Bobby neared his climax, he
began to fuck Linda with increasing speed and force. Linda was just
building up to her first orgasm, when Bobby gave a loud groan and
dumped his teenage load of jism deep inside her. Unfortunately
for Linda she wasn't quite there yet and she could feel Bobby go limp
inside her. She didn't want to stop yet, her body screamed for more.
Thinking quickly, while a content teenager laid on top of her, she
said, "Bobby, I want to teach you something else. Its called oral sex.
I'm going to teach you to eat pussy like a pro."
"What do I do?" he asked while gasping for breath.
"Just crawl back a little and I'll show you. Spread my pussy lips
gently with your fingers. That's good. Now, what I want you to do is
to move your tongue up and down my slit. Occasionally you push
your tongue up inside me as far as you can. When I really start to
moan and thrash, you work you way up to the top of my slit. You
see that little bud there. Its called a clitoris, you want to be gentle
but you also want to make sure it gets a lot of attention. Be sure to
use very rapid short motions with your tongue."
"But, what about my sperm that I put in you?" Bobby asked.
"Don't worry, it tastes pretty good. In fact I plan on sucking your
dick as soon as you make me come, so I guess I will find out. Go
ahead give it a try, I will tell you if you aren't eating me out
properly." As Bobby started with his tongue, Linda quickly
recovered her former position. Thanks to Linda's explicit directions
Bobby had Linda gasping and moaning in seconds. She kept saying
"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" with an occasional "Yes, eat my pussy
Bobby!" Her juices were flowing everywhere and she was bucking
her hips wildly into Bobby's face. Finally she let out a low pitched
scream, arched her back, and rolled back her eyes, and shuddered
for a good twenty seconds as a wave of three orgasms in rapid
succession wracked her body. Then she reached down and pulled
Bobby face to her own and gave him a deep passionate kiss ignoring
the fact that his face was completely covered with her pussy juices.
"That was wonderful!" she said. "Now its my turn to reward you for
a job well done." Bobby's sagging member had already begun to
recover. Probably the anticipation of knowing what was coming
along with the thrill of having such a fine looking woman fuck your
face in a frenzy had something to do with it.
So Linda began to use her finest blow job techniques on this eager
boy. She had him stand up and she got on her knees putting her
head at just the right level. Linda found that since Bobby was
slightly smaller than her husband Bill, she didn't tend to gag as he
went deep, although Bobby did hit the back of her throat painfully a
couple of times. She stopped momentarily to say "Talk to me, Bobby.
Tell me what you want me to do to you." She then commenced to
suck his dick like she really loved it.
Bobby attempting to comply said, "Suck me! Suck my dick, Mrs.
Stevens."
Linda quickly spit out his prick again and said, "No, Bobby.
Remember what I said. Don't call me, Mrs. Stevens. Oh, never mind
I'm just being silly." As she was on her knees looking up at Bobby
with his now swollen dick inches from her face. She noticed that she
had been rubbing her freshly moist cunt with her hand. "You know
what, Bobby, if you don't mind I would like you to fuck me again and
came inside me rather then in my mouth. I'm afraid that if I
suck you dry you won't have enough to do me again. And I would
really like to have you in me one more time. would that be okay?"
"Sure, Mrs...I mean Linda."
"Good now walk over here behind me. I want it doggy style." Linda
leaned over on her elbows, pushed her tits against the floor and
stuck her ass in the air. Her thighs were slightly apart giving a good
view of her now swollen cunt. A few drops of cunt juice had already
dripped down the side of her thighs in anticipation of what she knew
would be her final fuck of the day. "Now, I think you can figure out
what to do without any help from me. But, I do want you to reach
around with one hand and gently massage my clit as your fucking
me from behind. Also, you know what else? Remember what I said earlier about talking dirty? I want make this a little kinkier, so
don't even call me Linda, just talk dirty and try to really dominate
me. So do me."
Bobby positioned himself and sure enough he didn't have any
problem figuring out what to do. He positioned his dick, now harder
than ever, right at the right place. He could feel her pussy quivering
in anticipation of penetration. He wrapped his right arm around her
waist and placed the fingers of his left hand on her bush just above
her clit. She immediately began to squirm trying to force her cunt
back onto his stiff dick which was already in contact at the entryway.
He leaned forward and on top of Linda's firm butt and said a little
timidly, "Not so fast, slut. I'll fuck you when I'm ready. Maybe if
you beg I, might start." Bobby couldn't believe he was saying this. I
hope this is what she wants he thought.
Oh god, Linda thought, this kid learns fast! That was good. What a
turn-on. "Oh Bobby, fuck me Bobby, please I need to come."
"Okay bitch, I'll fuck you from behind like a dog and rub your clit,
but only if you continue to beg for it." Bobby plunged into Linda's
cunt and began to rub her clit as he started out with slow but deep
plunges.
Linda softly moaned, "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me good,..." She was
really getting off this time from the combination of getting good deep
penetration, clit rubbing, her tits rubbed vigorously against the
carpet, and of course the excitement of a fantasy domination by
a young man. She was really hot. At this point the begging wasn't
much of an act.
"You had better beg louder whore, unless you want me to stop."
Bobby said more confidently with a growl. He also was having the
time of his life. Poor meek and mild Bobby, whom everyone bossed
around was getting to play the ultimate ego trip. Not only was he
enthusiastically fucking a beautiful woman; a woman who was his
mother's best friend and his mother's age; but she was literally
begging him to and obeying his commands. Just to emphasize his
power over Linda, Bobby stopped thrusting momentarily.
Linda was close to an orgasm when Bobby stopped. So she
immediately became alarmed and raised her voice considerably, "NO!
Bobby please don't stop! Keep going Bobby! Fuck me hard with your
wonderful dick." Her tone was almost desperate and was definitely
pleading.
Moments before and unknown to either Bobby or Linda, Bobby's
mother, Barbara Martin had wandered across the street looking for
her missing son. She was standing at the door ready to ring the
doorbell when she heard, Bobby's command to Linda to beg louder.
Not knowing what was happening, but alarmed by what she had just
heard she softly opened the door and peeked in. What she then saw
stunned her into silence. In front of her with his back to door was
her youngest son, fucking the daylights out of her best friend from
behind. Not knowing what else to do Barbara stepped in and quietly
closed the door.
Bobby, unaware that his mother had a front row seat to his
performance, started to thrust deep into Linda's cunt again once he
was satisfied that Linda had begged sincerely enough. She was now
practically shouting, "YES! YES! Keep fucking me! Oh god I'm almost
there, oh, oh, uuuuuh! Fuck me Bobby! Oh yes please please please
fuck me hard." Bobby could feel himself coming and made a
conscious effort not to come yet. He wanted this to last.
Instead he gave another harsh command, "Tell me what you are
Linda, tell me what you want from me. Tell me or I'll stop." Linda
again became alarmed. She was just on the edge again. She needed
to come and she didn't want anything to stop her.
"No! Bobby, Please don't stop! Oh god please don't stop! I'm a slut,
I'm a whore! I need to be fucked. Fuck me like a dog. I'm a bitch in
heat. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Shoot your cum up my
pussy. Oh god, don't stop, I'm almost there. I'll suck your dick again
if you don't stop. Please keep fucking me Bobby."
Finally with Barbara watching things finally reached an ending.
Linda felt the shudder of another series of orgasms. While Bobby
continues to thrust rapidly and very forcefully she screamed at each
climax. She cried out with an ear piercing scream on each one.
While the astonished neighbor watched, she cried out, "Oh here it
comes! OH GOD, YES! YES! FUCK ME! AAAAAAAH! Oh god again, keep
fucking me Bobby, yes, oh fuck, fuck, FUCK! AAAAAH! Oh, Oh Oh,
fuck my slut cunt, yes, AAAAAAAAH!" Finally she started to
shudder through her final peak as Bobby still pumped away for his
mother to watch in amazement.
But Bobby couldn't hold out any longer. As Linda faithfully held her
doggie position, Bobby began to pound out his last few remaining
strokes. He shifted his hands to grab her shoulders and leaned into
her ass, forcing her face and tits even more into the carpet. If not for
the fact that she was in bliss from her sexual high she would have
been in pain, because Bobby was pounding her ass so hard that her
face and tits were sliding forward with each blow. As he felt the
semen rising through his system he gave two more extremely rough
plunges and shouted "Take my cum up into cunt you slut, whore,
bitch!" He then grabbed her thighs and gave his deepest possible
penetration and held it for almost thirty seconds while he caught his
breath. Then he collapsed forward knocking Linda down on her
stomach and laid across her back while he attempted to catch his
breath.
Linda was the first to speak. "That was great!" she said.
"It certainly was impressive." said Barbara, speaking for the first
time.
A stunned Linda and Bobby looked around quickly to see who had
said that.
(To be continued.)
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