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Her name was Natalie, she moved in next room access about three month prior. Remembering that on it 's own got me hard, I mean how could it not ? the perky tits under her tight pink crop top just teasing all who look ? Or how about the short..Oh how I loved the shorts, short tight jean daisies that gripped her ass in all the right spots, and when she pulled them up high enough her bare ass peeked out the bottom. But, the kit she wore was n't my deary part of her moving in, it was the placement of her window to mine. the fact that I could peek into her bedroom was, It excited me. Sometimes I 'd even set my alarm and hold like a child to see her undress for bed. Most night it was a tee shirt and lace panties, but tonight was dissimilar. I sat in my common electric chair, watching through her pink curtains expecting her to withdraw her top off, un-clip her bra and piece out a old ratty tee shirt. Instead she bent over and opened a draftsman in her toilet table pulling out a short but Lacey bright red baby doll, my eyes focused on the material and I could n't stop watching. Who bought her that ? Who was it for ?
The watching suddenly turns to extreme, music begins to act and I watch her small tanned frame careen to the seductive tone now filling her way. After watching for what seems like forever I get up out of the lawn chair I 've set up just for this event, and head to kitchen to snap up a beer, `` Damn.. '' I huff. Finding what I want was n't severely, the even blueness moon with a slice of orange. By the time I got back to my seat with my swallow her lights were dimmed and she was in her usual attire, a T-shirt and pantie. I took that as the end of the show, watching her get into bed made me yawn. So I decide to do the same. `` Goodnight, beautiful. '' I whisper to myself, knowing she could n't pick up me. I climb into bed and drift to the visions of her tight body wrapped in lace.

Waking up with morning wood was typical, since the wet dreams through the night did n't really follow to an end. I begin my daily routine, brushing my teeth, showering, getting the mail service. I start to stare at myself in the mirror, I was a dear looking guy i thought. Tall about 6'3 with dark brown hair and vivid jet eyes. You could even ask the favorable ladies who ended up in my sheets for hours on lonely nights what thought about me, Although, I really could care less..The only girl I really care about is Natalie. Spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing the sink I pull on a t shirt and doubtfulness whether pants are a needed thing to go get the mail.

The concrete is hotter than I expect, trying to quickly grab my mail service at the end of the pavement, a door opens and then she walks out, tied up in a pretty garden pink robe, I 'm starting to think garden pink is her front-runner color..but then again, component part of me is thinking it 's red. Ignoring the burning at my feet, seeing her this close was a rare occasion. She catches me and waves continuing to the brick mail box holding the family mail. After finally nighttime, I ca n't see her in anything but that red baby-doll I loved so lots. The burning finally gets to me, `` Fuck ! '' I say louder than expected, she giggles from her battlefront porch and walks back inside, trying to save the nerves in my hound I rush inside. Throwing the pile of random letters and powder magazine ad 's onto the counter as the coffee Jehovah starts to brew my daily cup. Thinking about her again, wondering if her skin is as delicate as I dream it is.. '' Stop it. `` shakiness my point I try to get the image out of my head, `` Your twice her age ! '' the voice in my chief screams, `` well 18 time two is 36, I 'm not that old ! '' I fight against my own Inner self for what seems like forever, trying to press the options there are. before I can cease my engagement with myself the buzzer mob, yawning still one-half asleep I walk to the door.

'' Who is it. '' I say before fully opening the doorway, `` Uhm, it 's me ? '' I hear an nameless vox say, it 's voiced and perfumed, very feminine..so that 's what she sounds like I ponder in my head. `` I came over to ask for a couple eggs, my mom sent me over. If you do n't get any that 's okay.. '' Looking her up and down, I 've never been this close to her physique before..she 's a lot shorter than I thought she would standing next to me. I like that. `` Yeah, I can gibe, number in '' I say almost too fast, Leaving the door open for her to follow me into my kitchen. `` does it weigh what kinda of nut ? Farm Eggs ? '' She 's not even paying aid merely looking at the decor of my habitation. Moving the box of eggs over and trying to find another cartonful to see through, she ends up on my counter, her ass against the granite counter. `` I do n't think it issue '' she chirps back, the phone of moving newspaper publisher fills the elbow room, I assume she just accidentally sat on my ring armour, not over looking it my hands grip the cartonful of eggs and give them to her, closing the fridge. `` I hope those suffice. '' I say trying to generate some form of pocket-sized talk, any talking at this point is good enough for me, `` I 'll secern my mom you said Hi. '' she hops off my counter, making her chest springiness out a slight bounce. Trying not to focus on the lowly frame she owns we walk to the front door. `` well, there are the eggs. '' I spit out, you 're an idiot. `` Yeah, here they are. '' she giggles lifting the cartonful smiling up at me. `` thank you. '' is the last thing she says before leaving, I exhale. Closing the door and standing in my walk of life way trying to collect myself. I decide to go through my chain armor, in a effort to get the vision of her bounce on my lap out of my nous. Flipping through the envelopes with mostly bills inside a small-scale art object of composition falls out of the stack, Picking it up realizing it 's not paper, but a Polaroid photo. reading the binding before turning it over, `` xoxo, thanks for the Eggs. `` flipping it over, knowing it 's from her. My jaw drop, looking over the small-scale square of glossy material over and over, it 's Natalie sprawled out on her bed, on her genu holding the bright red lacing. Bust puffy and filling the cups to the teddy perfectly. Biting my lip, tucking the photo into my robe.

Continuing my day, trying to fight how punishing I am when I think about her beautiful peg wrapped around my pelvic girdle at work, ignoring it typing up the theme that were supposed to be turned in a calendar week ago, stopping mid paper and leaning back in my office president. Closing my heart and giving into my day dreams, slapping her daily round ass over my desk fills my judgement. Holding her by the pelvis and not caring if the whole post heard her moan my name. Before I can fetch up my afternoon fantasy the clock beeps and pulls me back to reality. Catching my breath as I pack up my things and being to jaunt home. My pants tight with how she makes me feel.

It 's too too soon to head home right now, plus i 'm sure enough she 's dancing around her way in just panties, I need to retrieve something to do, surveying what was around townsfolk and finally deciding to go work out, stopping at my theater to only quickly transfer into a pair of gym short pants with one of the last white under armor shirts I own, hopefully the gym is n't too busy.
Carrying my bag and my headphones back to my car, making my way to the weights at the gym, I have have steam to suck off. Plugging in my headphones, pulling a dyad of ski lift gloves, blaring music. Clapping my hands together to spread the gunpowder, as I squat down I pick up the alloy bar, focusing on lifting. Curling the bar up and repeating over and over till i 'm dripping in travail, adding weight with each Curl. Finishing my set and doing a twosome laps on the `` Virtual Track. '' machine. Deciding that i 'm done working out, I pick up my bag and pass rest home, dripping stew. Heavy external respiration and I reek of male musk.


The drear night is brought to a hault by my porch lights, searching my bag for house keys. Pushing them into the threshold and turning the small golden key, pushing it assailable setting my study bag down before walking into the kitchen for a beer. Twisting the cap off and finding my spot on the couch, Flipping through Tv channels. Checking my watch, `` 5:00PM '' I huff, hearing my tummy growl. Ignoring it, I take a sip of my beer. Settling on the sportswoman channel, which is n't typical. Due to it 's beach burst musket ball week I make a small-scale exception. The flags of different state plastered across goddess like bodies makes it easy to pay attention, sand covered asses and several oink coming from the actor fill up my Tv. By the end of the biz I do n't even manage who won, my mind is occupied by the american signal flag wrapped around Natalie 's chest of drawers with guts rubbing off her bubbly ass. God, I wish she played volleyball now.

When the last rhythm of the biz ends my eyes get sleepy as my script barely grips the neck of the bottle. Clicking the Tv off and leaving my bottle half evacuate on the coffee table. I 'll deal with that tomorrow morning. Making my way up to my way, almost climbing the stairs i 'm so sleepy. Reaching my bed, climbing in and pulling my gym shorts off, I 'll shower tomorrow.

fondling into the warm up sheet of paper I 'd bought two week prior, wrapping my arms around a pillow and drifting to log Z's thinking about my tight untested neighbor, Natalie. The dark was calming and I slept well until I heard a flimsy knocking at my window, the only eldritch character about this is my bedroom is on the second floor. I dismiss it as a small bird loosing it 's way. I was proved wrong in about ten minuets, `` Pssst ... '' it 's a familiar voice, I must be dreaming. I pull the sheets off and outdoors my windowpane. Natalie smiles all-embracing and greets me crawling in through my windowpane, `` How the Hades did you get up there ? ''
she shushes me, `` That 's for me to cognize and for you to draw a blank about. '' I 'm appal by her confidence, i 'm sure she was always a confident little girl. But i 've never seen this side of meat of her, I was enjoying it heavily. I thought it could n't get any honest, untill she slowly unzipped her thickheaded winter coat. `` Can I get you anything.. '' I stutter, trying not to flush wildly. `` What I want, is for you to do what you 've always wanted to ... '' I gulp, knowing exactly what she meant but `` What I 've wanted ? ? '' She lets out a playful yet sinful giggle. the jacket crown falls off her tanned soft perfective tense shoulders. `` to enchant me, make dearest to every theatrical role of me.. '' the red lace is un-veil 'd to my eyes, only the moon spark outlining her arrant figure. `` Once I start I ca n't stop.. '' she looks at me with the most lascivious eyes i 've ever seen. `` I want it, do n't worry. '' Taking no time to call into question it, my arms wrap around her midget skeletal frame, picking her up and clearing my toilet table of it 's muddle. Laying her pile and running my lips down her body slowly. `` mm ... '' She gives out a svelte purr, dragging my digit over the lacing, finally rubbing it between my pollex, Not caring anymore I rip the textile. It 's only holding me back, biting and kissing her chest to her shoulder, She reaches for me. In just the pale red thong hugging her hips. letting her wrap her lags around me I push us up against the rampart, holding her frame closely to mine. My manus gripping her ass now, squeezing each beat boldness as we kiss, biting her lip and letting her taste sensation my spit. I get an idea, carrying her to my bed, I slowly drop her down below me, Pulling my top off from the hem to my shoulder, showing her my tone older body. She moans in approval, Placing her tiny manus on my abs, she takes it as time to research. Kissing around my shank band and looking up into my eyes, god I love her eyes..the prettiest green. Standing at the boundary of the bed while she teases me, looping my helping hand into her hair's-breadth ... growl. I 've never wanted something so bad. Holding the long chain of hair's-breadth in a fist I let her do her own thing watching her lips face lift and run over my tegument, feeling my short pants being pulled down My cock fountain out, throbbing painfully, every nervure in my thick cock is visible, Followed by a very audible Natalie. `` holy place shit you 're huge.. '' She says full of sinful opinion, wrapping her tiny hand around my cock she starts to roll her articulatio radiocarpea making every section of my body go numb in appreciation. Closing my eyes, `` God that feels amazing ... '' Biting my lip as she starts to tease and work on my body, cupping my nut in one hand, squeezing them.. '' Who taught you that ? '' I smirk down at her ... '' You do n't need to know '' She purrs back. I watch her lips role and welcome my thick member to her clapper. The soft sucking makes me reach replete erection, I 've never been this hard. Saliva dripping off her lips as she start bobbing her pass, my hand still gripping her hairsbreadth helping her by thrusting my articulatio coxae forward making her yield more of my cock. `` That 's a good girl, take that cock..take all of it. '' she moans, gagging as I watch her center being to water..I let her go, she pulls off my cock and endeavor to capture her breath still stroking my sopping wet stopcock, she does something un-expected, instead of going back to suck, she dips her head down, still letting me pull her hair slightly. UnCupping my egg and licking between them. I gasp.. '' Oh that experience nice ... '' she soon wraps her pretty Young lip around each musket ball and shows them grueling attending. Soon her back talk are red raw, puffy from letting me shove my cock in her plastered throat. She looks up at me giggling, covered in saliva and pre cum already. `` Lay back, baby. '' She 's shocked at her new cognomen but is n't denying it. `` okey, dada. '' she purrs back at me, Now i 'm not one to be into the whole daddy crick but the way she says it drives me tempestuous, hearing such sinful things escape that untried mouth excites me. I quickly slap her ass, grabbing it digging my nails into the cheek before letting go. `` curve over for Daddy. '' I growl. She complies, eagerly shoving her tight ass up into the air, I grip my stopcock trying to keep it from going limp, `` like it would right now '' I think Sarcastically. Pulling the thong around her hips down to her bent stifle, I being to slowly thrash her teen pussy from behind. rubbing her prick with my thumb and teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue, she moans, rocking her pelvic girdle against my face, dripping onto my brand new sheets. I 've never had a woman stain my bed mainsheet, but i 'm certain after we 're done, i 'm gon na need to buy new ones. `` god, if I 'd get laid that your tongue felt this fucking good I would of come over workweek ago, '' she purrs, Reaching a mitt back and gripping my hair as my back talk run over and over her folds treating her snatch like desert. She lets me throw entire control, pushing her pelvic girdle into my face as I wrap my munition around her hips, holding her to my mouthpiece. Letting go of my hard hammer and focusing on the consistency of the goddess in strawman of me. After coating my spit in her sweet fluid she turns around, ditching the red thong and letting it estate on the storey next to my bed.

I sit up, crawling into the bed with her, she spreads her legs sitting against my headboard rubbing ho-hum diffused forget me drug into her own body. teasing me. God she 's so fucking hot. I grab her soft second joint and pull her to the midsection of the bed until her coxa meet mine, wrapping her recollective luxurious legs around my body, I slowly tease her faithful with the tip of my peter, her arms wrapped around my never ever so softly. as she moans hot breathing time against my lips, not quite touching our lips are inches apart. but she closes the gap as I push her hips down onto my cock. growling for her as she moans, `` Fuck, I ca n't do it. '' she says talking about what I can only report as taking my length fully, `` Shhh, yes you can baby. '' I comfort her as we sit nude wrapped together in the heat of my room. I slowly push up as I pull her hips down, once my pecker is fully invested into her tight body she moans the loudest i 've heard her moan since she got in here. `` See baby ... You did it. '' I say gripping her ass and massaging the impudence as I watched her eye roll back into her point while I picked up my non-movement bringing it to a easy jab, holding her to my dresser as she digs her nails into my back. Making love to her was what I dreamed about, and now that it was finally happening I was beyond glad, her slight purrs and moan brought me over the border as her chest bounced and the cold-shoulder burn from her nails. My tenderness is pounding by now and I hope hers is too, we are both sweating and panting as I explode, cumming cryptical inside her. She cums right after me, coating my prick and giving me a kiss, biting my lip. `` Mmm ... That was amazing ... '' she giggles. I lay in bed with her for the next hr, just talking about almost everything, Once we finish our chat she kisses my cheek, `` Can I hail over again, sometime ? '' I nod, '' Any prison term you 'd like. '' and with that she grabbed her ripped up garment along with her jacket and climbed out my windowpane.

I then pulled on my boxershorts and walked up to the heart-to-heart window, watching the most beautiful woman i 've ever been with snitcher back into her house next-door. I walk back to my bed and realize she 'd left her pantie on the floor, I smile to myself and overindulge them into my bedside table. She 'll be back to get them tomorrow.

THE END .