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This is a continuation of my earlier submission about two lonely neighbors.

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Chapter 1

Saturdays were always busy days for Big Dave. There was a lot happening in sports on Saturdays. The month of May was late in the college baseball season and his teams were competing for positions in the post season. About 11 o’clock this particular Saturday morning he made his way from the bedroom to the bathroom. He could smell breakfast cooking as he sat on the toilet. “Good morning,” Margie sang out as he made his way to the recliner.

“Try not to burn the goddam bacon this morning,” he grumbled as he fingered the remote controls and prepared for his day of armchair coaching. A few minutes later Margie handed him a platter of eggs, toast, and bacon. In her other hand she offered a large mug of coffee. Dave had no idea that a few hours earlier those hands had been wrapped around the huge hard cock of their neighbor. A short time earlier that morning those arms had been locked around a man that was pleasuring his wife like Dave had never done.

Margie had not had time to shower since she returned from her neighbor, Mitch’s, house after their love-making session. She could still feel her lips were bruised from the passionate kisses they’d shared. Her pussy and thighs were still damp from their fluids. She felt a level of relaxation and happiness that she hadn’t felt since her honeymoon. No! Who was she kidding? She had NEVER felt like this before.

She went to her bedroom, stretched out on the bed, and grabbed her romance novel. Her eyes skimmed over the words but her mind went back to the exciting morning she had experienced in the arms of her neighbor, Mitch. The romance novel was forgotten in comparison. She remembered how he blushed as she seduced him. His eyes sparkled when she exposed her breasts. His butt flexed with animal strength as he drove her to peaks of ecstasy she’d never felt before. She had never felt more wanted. She had never felt so satisfied.

She realized that her fingers were moving in little orbits around her clit when she heard a growl from the living room, “I’d like some more goddam coffee, if you’ve got time!”

She released a sigh of disappointment as she rose to her feet and straightened her robe.

Meanwhile, Mitch’s cell phone buzzed. It was Doris. “Mom is doing better. She’ll be in the hospital for at least a few more days. After that, she’ll be going to a nursing home where she can get some therapy. Medicare will pay for it for a while. I may be able to come home for a while then. Not sure yet. You’re remembering to turn the thermostat down at night?”

“Yes, I’ve been turning it down to…”

“Well, don’t forget,” she interrupted. “We can’t afford to waste money on heat that we don’t need.”

Mitch responded, “Right. I’ll be sure to…”

“I’ll call back in a few days and make sure you don’t make a mistake paying the damn bills.”

Doris issued a few more instructions before abruptly ending the conversation. Mitch let out a sigh of relief that the call was over. He walked over to the window that faced Margie’s house. He wondered what she was doing right now. He wondered if she regretted their morning tryst. Soon he was lost in thoughts of how her hair smelled when his nose was buried in the hollow of her neck, how soft her skin felt as his hands roamed her body, how urgently her hips met his thrusts, how tightly her body clenched his cock as she orgasmed.” He felt his penis begin to swell. He sighed again as he turned from the window to his sofa and the remote control for the tv. He wondered when he might talk to her again. He wondered if she had enjoyed it as much as he had. Could it ever happen again? Nothing looked good on tv. He wondered if she had REALLY enjoyed it. Could she have faked those orgasms?

Mitch was running the vacuum cleaner over the living room carpet late that afternoon when he was distracted by an urgent tapping sound. It suddenly dawned on him that someone was at the front door. Shutting off the vacuum, he hurried to the door. It was her! His face lit up as he invited her in.

She smiled broadly. “Dave fell asleep in his chair. He could wake anytime so I can’t stay more than a minute.”

“I’m glad you’re here. I wasn’t sure when I’d get to talk to you again.”

“Oh, I wish I could stay and talk! I can’t, though. How about I come over in the morning again?”

Mitch’s smile stretched even further. “That would be… that would be great!”

She giggled at his awkwardness. “How about I come over a little earlier tomorrow? Say 6:30?”

“Anytime! That would be fine. 6:30 is fine. I’m glad you want to come back. I mean, I hoped you’d want to come back.”

“Silly, I can’t wait to come back! You’re awesome, Snowman!” She raised on tiptoes and kissed him quickly and firmly. “Gotta run! See you in the morning, Snowman.” Just like that she was gone.

Mitch stood there as his mind processed her whirlwind visit. “Well, what do you know. She’s coming Alanya Escort back!”

Chapter 2

Mitch had set an alarm for 6:00AM but he woke at 5:30. He stripped the bed and remade it with sheets that he had freshly washed the night before. He went to the window and could see light in Margie’s house. She must be up early, too. “She can’t be as excited as I am,” he thought. He shaved and thoroughly showered. Then, he cleaned the bathroom. It was a few minutes after 6. He dressed in his nicest shirt and clean jeans. 6:10. He made coffee. “She might want to have coffee and talk.” He made sure everything was in its place in the kitchen. “Maybe that’s all she’ll want to do. Maybe she’ll only want to talk.” He straightened the living room. He straightened the bedroom. 6:20. He brushed his teeth and carefully combed his hair. 6:25. “Maybe she won’t be able to come. What if Dave woke early?” He straightened everything on the back porch. “What if she changed her mind about coming?”

At precisely 6:30 there was a knock on the door. He opened it and she rushed in. She pulled his head down and kissed him noisily. She tasted of mint. “Mmmmmwwaaah!” she said as she kissed him. “I didn’t think the night would ever pass.”

“Uh huh, I know. I couldn’t wait for this morning either,” Mitch replied.

She took a step back and said, “Oh, you look so handsome! I like your shirt.”

“Thank you,” he stuttered in reply. “You look… you look BEAUTIFUL!” He meant it. Her auburn hair shone and her makeup accentuated her eyes, intense smile, and skin tone. She was wearing a long white terry cloth robe that contrasted with her hair.

“You’re so sweet! Thank you, Mitch.” She stepped forward to kiss him again. The kiss intensified and they wrapped their arms around one another. “Mmmmmm. What a nice way to start the morning,” she purred.

“Yes.” He cleared his throat. “Yes, it is,” he agreed. Suddenly nervous, he continued, “would you like some coffee. I already made it?”

“No, Snowman. I can have coffee at home.” She paused and dropped her voice, “I think you know what I really want.”

Mitch was at a loss. His mouth was open, his lips moved, but he didn’t have the words to respond. No response was needed. Margie tightened her embrace and kissed him again. This time the kiss was passionate. Her tongue searched for his. Mitch may have struggled to respond verbally but he had no problem responding physically. He met her hungry kiss and hugged her even tighter. His timidity and self-doubt gave way to a measure of confidence as it became obvious that this woman, whom he found so attractive, was also attracted to him. He could feel that his animalistic passion and desire for her was reciprocated. Both, having been mentally abused by their spouses and deprived sexually, found their needs met in the other.

The passage of time and the workings of the world were gone. For the moment there was nothing but the sensations of rising desire. His hands slid down her back and over the swell of her buttocks. He firmly gripped her ass cheeks, pressing their bodies tightly together. Her arms wrapped around his broad back and pressed her breasts against him. Tongues tasted and felt the other. She ground her core against him, feeling how hard he had become.

Mitch began to feel some discomfort as his rigid cock was trapped in his jeans at a downward angle. “I need to rearrange things,” he whispered. He released his grip on her butt with his right hand and started to reach between them.

Realizing his predicament, she whispered back, “That’s my job.” She resumed kissing him at the same time she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. She pressed the palm of her hand against his belly and slid her hands under the band of his boxers to the base of his member. She pulled it upward so that it was pointing toward his navel and was freed from its painful former position. “God, what an awesome cock! Is that better,” she whispered between kisses?

“Very much better.” He returned both hands to her plump ass. She maintained her grip on his throbbing member.

“So, you like how I do my job,” she cooed?

“Yes, I do!”

“Good. This is one job I don’t want to lose.” She squeezed his shaft to emphasize her words. He felt even larger than she remembered and was very warm. He moaned his approval.

She had never been kissed like this. She’d read, many times, about these sorts of kisses. She had read the portrayals from romance writers but she found those descriptions fell pathetically short of actually experiencing the hunger of a man wanting a woman at this intense level. Her body was responding in kind.

They continued to kiss as she squeezed and released his cock slowly but firmly. He kneaded her generous cheeks. “Shall we take this someplace more comfortable,” she suggested? “I’m so turned on I feel dizzy.”

“Yes,” he agreed, releasing his hands from her ass. She began to steer him toward the sofa. “No, the bed will be better,” he whispered before Alanya Escort Bayan kissing her again. She reluctantly released her hand from his cock and placed the hand in his as they walked to the bedroom. “Shall I undress myself or would you like to do it,” he asked as they stood beside the bed.

“Please let me do the honors.” She took a half step back to allow herself room. He stood in front of her with his jeans unzipped and about three inches of his cock extending above his boxers. “You’re quite the site, Snowman,” she said softly as she reached up and removed his glasses. She unfastened the buttons on each sleeve of his shirt before attending to the buttons in front. She started at the top. When she got to the bottom button, she ran her palm gently over the head of his cock. “I can’t wait to get back to this,” she smiled. She held the cuff of each sleeve as he withdrew his arms. The shirt was tossed aside. She lowered to her knees and tugged the jeans over his hips. “Now the part I’ve been waiting for,” she said with a deep sexy tone to her voice. She didn’t push the boxers down from the waistband, rather, she gripped them at the bottom of the legs and pulled them downward. Mitched alternated feet and stepped clear of the jeans and shorts. He stood before the kneeling Margie, totally nude. His hard cock stood proudly, pointed at his chin. A rivulet of precum had left a moist trail from the opening, over the purple knob, and disappeared in the wrinkled ring of foreskin just below the head. His brown shaft was long and smooth. Margie scooched closer on her knees. “Forgive me for staring but I want to remember this view… this moment.” She hadn’t really paid much attention to his testicles yesterday. She had been too focused on his penis and its impressive size. While his cock was far larger than Dave’s, his balls seemed very similar in size. His scrotum was couched in the forest of pubic hair. She grasped him the way one holds a baseball bat, one hand above another.

“Sit down, Mitch.” She instructed, still on her haunches, in a sultry voice. “You’re too tall for me to reach. He lowered himself on the edge of the bed and she moved between his knees. “Let me know if I do something you don’t like.”

“OK,” he responded in a whisper, not being able to imagine her doing anything with his cock that he wouldn’t like.

She drew the foreskin down and reached her tongue out to trace around the ridge of the glans. He jerked and moaned at the contact. He had only imagined oral sex. Doris had never had her mouth anywhere near his penis. Margie, on the other hand, had a measure of experience in giving blow jobs. Dave had demanded it! He had coached her on the techniques he enjoyed. She wanted this first time with Mitch to be especially pleasant for him, so she avoided touching the opening until she had built up to it. She was sort of saving the best for last.

She dropped her attention to his scrotum while still holding the shaft in one hand. She licked the hairy sack and used the flat of her tongue to caress his testicles. They were drawn against his body. She had to use a good bit of suction to draw the left one into her moist warm mouth. She released it and asked, “do you like that”?

“Mmhmmm. I like everything you do.” Mitch answered.

She sucked the right testicle into her mouth and held it there while she very stroked his shaft. Next, she directed her oral attention to his penis. She replaced her mouth on his scrotum with her right hand and cupped his balls while she deliberately and repeatedly licked his pole from bottom to top. She would stop each lick just shy of the purple glans. Mitch was feeling things he had only dreamed of as Margie lavished his cock with her gentle attention. The sensations were almost too intense when she began to lick the head. His cock had never felt so good! When she applied the tip of her tongue to the opening, he had to stop her as it was a sensory overload. Then she, with jaws wide-stretched, enveloped the head in her mouth. He now knew why men lusted after blow jobs. She combined the use of her tongue with the up and down movements of her mouth. Simultaneously, her right hand was fondling his balls while her left hand was gently stroking the part of his cock that wasn’t in her mouth.

“If only this could go on forever,” he thought! After a short but delicious time he realized that he was going to climax soon. He didn’t want that yet. He wanted to make Margie feel what he was feeling. He wanted to have another opportunity to make her cum with his cock deep inside her. Reluctantly, he whispered, “you’ve got to stop now, Margie, or I’m going to cum.”

“That’s ok. I want you to cum.”

“I want to too. But not like this. Not today. It feels absolutely wonderful but please stop for now.”

Grateful for his considerate spirit, she kissed the tip of his wet manhood. He helped her to her feet. “Now what would you like, Snowman,” she asked?

He stood and enclosed her in his arms, Escort Alanya kissing her warm lips. His hands returned to their former position of cupping her ass. Never breaking the kiss, he tugged her robe upward to allow his hands to caress the smooth flesh of her butt. It was especially exciting to him to realize that she had come to his house not wearing panties. She obviously had known that she was going to give herself to him. “It’s my turn now,” he whispered in her ear as his trembling fingers found the knot on the belt of her robe. He spread the robe open wide. She thrilled at the obvious look of hunger in his face as he saw her nude body. He looked into her eyes and said, “Wow! You are so beautiful,” before kissing her again. “Sit down and let me try to show you how good you just made me feel.” She settled on the bed in a sitting position, leaning back on her hands. He knelt before her. His height allowed him to kiss her on the lips from this position. Then, he began a trail of kisses that led from her chin to her earlobes. He kissed her shoulders and her neck. He drew back to admire her breasts and their light freckles. They had brownish areolas that were about two inches across. The nipples were not large. They were rounded like little rubbery gum drops. He kissed each nipple and drug his wet tongue around the areolas before concentrating on the sensitive nipples themselves. Encouraged by squeaks of pleasure from Margie, he suckled each one before returning to the former nipple again and again. She held her breasts up with her hands and pressed them together to make the nipples more accessible to him.

He encouraged her to lie back and spread her knees. She watched his face as he beheld the vision of her treasure box. She had been aroused for so long that the moist labia glistened and gaped apart from the thatch of dark pubic hair. Mitch, led by his nose, dropped his head between her thighs and inhaled the smell of an aroused woman. He briefly thought of beginning another trail of kisses from her knees to her womanhood, but he rightly assessed that she needed no more foreplay. He began firmly licking the hair covered outer lips. She squirmed closer to the edge of the bed to enhance his access. He nudged his tongue between the outer and inner lips. He could taste her wetness here. He took the slippery labia in his lips and gently tugged them.

This was a new experience for Margie. While Dave had performed oral sex on her a very few times early in their relationship, he had never done it with an attitude of giving her pleasure. It always seemed like Dave was doing it more because he was turned on and his goal was to gratify himself with her body. Mitch was doing things to stimulate HER, to make HER feel good. When Mitch stretched her labia with his lips it applied pressure to the little hood around her clit and made her writhe in pleasure. She felt his tongue part her pussy-lips and delve into her wet hole. That felt wonderful in itself but it was mind blowing when he dragged the wetness on his tongue forward to her clitoris and made contact with her most sensitive spot. The third time he did this she felt the ripples of orgasm sweep over her and she instinctively clenched Mitch’s head between her thighs at the same time she reached down and took hands full of his hair and pulled his mouth against her.

Mitch knew what he was doing when it came to eating pussy. After she climaxed, he retreated from her clit and began licking her outer lips again, knowing that direct stimulation to her clit would overpower her. After a minute or two of concentrating on only the outer areas of her vagina, he sensed that he could be more direct. He followed a similar pattern to before and focussed on her inner lips, then her opening, and finally her clit. He lifted her ankles to his shoulders. She was wide open to him. After only a few licks to her clit she felt another orgasm building. Just as she peaked, Mitch placed his mouth over her clit and gently sucked on it. This intensified her orgasm to the point that she could not be silent! She heard her own loud moans of pleasure. It took a bit of time for her to come down from this sexual high, the most intense orgasm of her life. As she regained her composure, she realized that she had Mitch’s head in a vice-lock between her legs again. She quickly opened her thighs. “Oh, wow! Did I smother you,” she asked?

Mitch chuckled, realizing that he had performed well.

“That was AMAZING! I don’t know how you do that but I hope you never stop,” Margie said breathlessly. She moved her body to center herself on the bed, her head on a pillow. “Now, get up here and put that big cock where it belongs,” she said with a lusty smile.

Mitch rose to his feet, moved onto the bed and arranged himself between her spread legs. He lowered himself between her welcoming arms and settled into a hungry kiss. Her tongue probed his mouth. He could feel her pubic hair tantalizing the tip of his cock. Her full breasts pressed against his chest. His right hand roamed up her body until it was filled with her left breast. She moaned approval into their kiss. He released that breast, rocked his weight onto his right elbow and took her right breast in his left hand, lightly pinching the nipple. “Are you ready,” he whispered.

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