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The Good Neighbour (part 2)
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 II)
Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu
When Barbara Martin had crossed the street to see her friend and
neighbor, Linda Stevens, in search of her missing son, she never
dreamed of the scene that she would stumble across. She watched
silently in shocked amazement for nearly five minutes as her 18
year old son Bobby screwed her 39 year old friend from behind in
the middle her living room floor. Not only that, but Bobby was
treating Linda as if she was some kind of sex slave. Still even more
amazing, Linda was gasping and pleading for more and definitely
seemed to be getting a lot of satisfaction from this treatment.
Barbara Martin was one of those women whom you would guess
from her appearance was straight-laced society type. She
stood about 5 foot 8 inches tall with bright red hair and green eyes.
Her husband Jeff was Vice President of Marketing of a small but
successful company. Although they were not rich they certainly had
money, and she always dressed the part. She wore her hair in the
typical short "junior-league" style so favored by women of her class.
She was dressed in an expensive navy-blue skirt with a matching
sports coat and a white silk blouse that fit to perfection. A pearl
necklace and earrings along with a pair of matching Italian high-heel
shoes topped it off to give her the appearance of a fashion model in
an advertisement for Maceys. Unlike her friend Linda, Barbara had
near perfect body, the product of long hours at the exclusive health
club that was her only occupation. Like Linda, she had begun to
show a trace of wrinkles around her eyes, but otherwise no one
would have guessed that she was also 39 years old. Her breasts
were a bit larger then Linda's, but they were still firm and round.
Barbara's first reaction was disbelief and anger. She wanted to speak
up and immediately put a halt to this show, but somehow she could
not bring herself to do it. She still thought of her son as a child, but
as she watched her son's buttocks pump in and out of her noisy
neighbor, she realized that her son was no longer a child. He was
now a man. From her rear-view vantage point, she could see his
testicles bang against Linda's pussy as he violently thrust his cock in
and out of her dripping hole. As alarming and unsettling as this
scene was to her, it held a strange fascination. She had never in her
life seen first hand another couple make love before. It was an
erotic view that simply must be watched in awe. Her anger slowly
faded being replaced by a slight sense of pride in her son's new
found manhood.
Then her focus of attention shifted from her son to Linda. Barbara
had known Linda for almost five years and they had grown quite
close. They went shopping together and often met at various
restaurants for an enjoyable afternoon luncheon and chat. They had
few secrets from each other. Barbara, like Linda, had married young.
She had married her high school sweetheart Jeff and in spite of a
good sex life with her man, she knew that she was also attracted to
women. It was fear of exposure that kept her from acting out
those fantasies. The fear of public ridicule and scorn forced her to
keep these feelings locked up inside of herself. No one, not even her
husband, was aware of her secret desires. Barbara had had these
feelings toward Linda for a long time now. She often fantasized
when her husband was eating her pussy that it was instead Linda.
Standing there watching Linda scream and moan and thrash about it
was almost too much to take. She suddenly realized that this was
seriously turning her on. She was definitely getting that itching
feeling between her legs and she could almost feel her body
temperature rise. Her eyes took in the entirety of Linda's body. She
studied the breasts being pushed flat against the floor as her son
thrust his rod deep into her cunt-hole with brute force. She longed
to reach out and caress her shoulder length hair and feel the curve of
her graceful buttocks. She stared for the first time in her life at
another woman's aroused cunt. Her heart started to beat rapidly as
Linda pleaded to Bobby to fuck her harder. Barbara could feel her
panties begin to absorb the dampness between her legs. God! I can't
stand much more of this she thought. Come on Bobby, she thought,
bring her off. You can do it son.
Finally Linda 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!" Bobby thrust a frantically a few more dozen times
and cried out, "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.
"MOM!" shouted Bobby and he quickly stood up and covered his
groin with his hands.
Linda took a split second longer after Bobby got off of her back she
spun around still on her knees and elbows and cried out, "OH GOD! No
Barb No!" Tears of shame and humiliation quickly sprang into her
eyes.
Barbara was domineering woman and had always ordered poor timid
son around. Whenever Bobby was told to do something by his
mother he did it unquestionably and immediately. The thought of
defying her never crossed his mind. So it came as no surprise when
she said to Bobby, "Get your clothes on right now young man. We
*will* talk about this later. And, go out the back door I don't want
anyone to see you in this condition. Do you understand me?"
"Yes mam," the red-faced boy promptly answered as he quickly
grabbed his clothes. Nothing was said while the teen stood up and
awkwardly dressed while his mother stared with a level gaze at her
son. His penis was still semi-erect and it glistened with a mixture of
his cum and Linda's juices. He silently slid his briefs over his
manhood and stepped into his jeans. As he turned to leave the room,
Linda still laying on the floor began to sob softly and tears ran down
her face. As Bobby walked through the kitchen, he thought to
himself, boy am I in trouble. He opened the kitchen door and was
about to step outside, when, with new found courage he decided he
better listen what Mrs. Stevens and Mom were saying. So he closed
the door and crept back to the entrance to the dining area which
adjoined the living room. Through some half closed blinds in the
window for serving from the kitchen he could see both women.
Hearing the kitchen door shut and assuming that Bobby had left the
house, Linda said, "Oh god Barb, I'm so sorry! I don't know what
came over me. I'm so ashamed." Barbara continued to stare at the
naked form of her friend on the floor but said nothing. She noticed
her sons cum running down Linda's thigh and felt another surge of
lust between her legs. Linda pleaded, "Please Barb, don't tell Bill!
He would never understand. This could ruin me. Please don't tell
anyone."
Finally Linda gave a little chuckle and said, "Damn! Linda I can't
believe you would do that to anybody, much less to my son. You
must have really liked that the way you were carrying on. Okay
Linda for sake of our friendship, I won't tell Bob or anyone else, but
only on one condition." Barbara knew what she wanted to say next
but she wasn't sure she would have the courage to say it. She was
still a little afraid of revealing her feelings to her friend.
While Barbara was trying to get up the courage to say what she
wanted, Linda said "Oh god thank you! What do you want me to do?
I'll make this up to you. I promise."
Taking a deep breathe, Barbara said, "I want you to do me also."
"What do you mean, Barb? Surely not...No! I can't do that! Please
don't ask me to do that."
Bobby was stunned at what he was seeing and hearing from the
kitchen. Glancing at the kitchen cabinet next to him he noticed the
Steven's video camera. Swiftly it occured to him that he had to catch
this on video. Picking up the camera, he gently inserted the lens
through the blinds and while looking through the viewfinder he
pressed record.
Barbara having gone this far wasn't about to quit now. She took off
her sports coat and said, "Yes, you will do this dear, or I will tell
hubby what you have been up to. So unless you want to explain to
everyone why you screwed my boy, you will do exactly as I tell you."
As she started unbuttoning her blouse, Linda stared in amazement
and said softly, "What do you want me to do Barb?"
"I think you already know the answer to that question Linda," she
said as she undid her bra. Linda was now staring at a beautiful set
of tits on the gorgeous red-head. It was obvious from her nipples
that she was already fully aroused. Barb sat down momentarily to
slowly remove her panty hose. In spite of her reservations, Linda
felt herself become turned-on by the sight before her. Barb
unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Linda was now
kneeling with her face inches away from Barbs panties which were
now drenched. She lowered her panties slowly so that Linda could
get a close up view of her swollen lips. Barb reached down and
pulled Linda to a standing position and embraced her. The two
women began a long probing kiss. With their nipples rubbing against
each others, each women instinctively inserted a thigh between the
others leg and began to massage each others twats with the top of
their thigh. Linda's hand slid down Barb's back across her butt and
slowly traveled to the front to probe her womanhood. Barb's right
hand made a similar motion and her left hand entangled itself in
Linda's shoulder length hair. As each woman began to kiss the other
about the neck and shoulders they rubbed their sensitive tits
together. Linda after probing gently quickly thrust two fingers up
into Barbara, who gasped and began to moan.
Grasping her hair firmly, Barb pulled Linda's head down until she
was kissing her breasts. She pulled her even lower until Linda
dropped to her knees. She began to kiss, Barb's wet pussy. Barb was
now really hot. After a few moments of this, she looked down at
Linda, and said, "Lay down."
"What are you going to do?" asked Linda who was now breathing
rapidly and deeply. She could not believe how turned on she was
from smelling and rubbing her face in her friend's womanhood. Any
remaining reluctance had vanished, she knew she was on a one-way
trip to the big "O" and would do anything to get there. With her left
hand she was now rubbing her sopping pussy. Cunt juices literally
flowed out of her hole.
"I'm going to fuck your face with my cunt while I eat your pussy
bitch. Now shut-up and do as your told," Barb said with a
mischievous smile. Linda too smiled realizing that Barb was now
playing her game. The same one that she and Barb's son had enjoyed
so much. She quickly complied and Barb slowly sat on her face. She
said, "Now eat it, bitch!" and leaned over and begun to lick her
friends slit.
Bobby couldn't believe his eyes. His mom and Mrs. Stevens were
fucking each others faces in a frenzy. Both women were now
slurping, and moaning and gasping. They began to roll around the
floor in their 69 position and they alternated orgasms as if it were
planned. First one would shout, "YES! YES! FUCK ME! Oh Oh
OUUUUUH!" and then the other would say "Eat me! Eat me Bitch! Eat
my pussy you whore! Oh YES! YEEEEEEES!" Bobby was again hard as
a rock from watching his neighbor and mom fuck each other. He
couldn't believe how sexy his mom was. Boy, did she have a great
body and of course he already knew what a good lay Linda was.
Bobby couldn't believe how bad he wanted to fuck these women.
Damn! He thought, I'm thinking about fucking my own mother. He
was glad he was getting all of this on tape.
Finally, with a final flurry of thrashing each of their cunts in the
other's face both women hit their final climax. After laying in that
position for about a minute both women got up and started to get
dressed. "Boy, that was great!" said Linda. I never knew that
making love to a woman could be so good.
"I know, said Barb, "I loved the way you tasted. Bobby sure left a lot
of cum in you." she chuckled, "But I swallowed it all I think."
Linda smiled mischievously, "Maybe you should try to taste it from
the source like I tried to do."
"Maybe I will." She teased back. "You know I have to admit, when
you were on the floor getting reamed by Bobby, I was wishing it was
me. Can you believe that Linda? I wanted my own son to fuck me.
I guess that would be a very bad idea."
"Ya I think so Barb. It was a bad idea for me too. But I sure needed
a good fucking and your boy really did me good."
"So, I noticed. Why do think I was so hot after watching the two of
you. I still can't believe you did that Linda."
"Hey, Barb don't get totally self righteous with me. Have you
forgotten your afternoon session with your tennis instructor last
year? That kid couldn't have been more than 24. As I recall, the
two of you were definitely doing more than playing tennis. At least
that's what you told me."
Bobby was now completely stunned at the conversation he was
overhearing. His own mother was getting banged by some young
stud! This is amazing he thought to himself. He just couldn't picture
his own mother in the arms of her young instructor getting his dick
between her legs. But then after what he had just seen with his own
eyes nothing would surprise him again. As he continued to watch
and listen he noticed his mother had paused and was a little red-
faced. Finally she continued.
"Okay. Okay. You've made your point. Why don't we both forget
about what happened here with Bobby. And with my affair with
Tony also. We have both made the same mistake I guess."
"So am I released from my obligation to you now that I fulfilled your
request?" smiled Linda.
"No, I think we will need to do this again a few more times first,"
laughed Barbara. "I guess I do need to have a talk with Bobby
though. He needs to forget that your...uuuh...training session ever
happened."
"Gosh, I really am sorry that happened Barb. It won't happen again."
Want to bet? thought Bobby as he turned off the video camera and
popped out the tape. He then crept through the kitchen and quietly
slipped out the door. Bobby was already planning for tomorrow's
events in his mind. But will I have the guts to do that? he asked
himself. We'll see.
(To be continued.)
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