This Saturday morning I was in an exceptionally good mood. My leggy neighbour had hinted that she wanted me to take a look at her kitchen sink. Apparently the down pipe was somewhat blocked and the taps (faucet for the Yanks) were leaking. This she disclosed on the Thursday afternoon as we supported our kids playing an inter-school cricket game (our sons are the same age) The woman was starting to enjoy our neighbourly encounters (you’ll remember the first was a somewhat forced affair when her car broke down)

My wife was doing chess-parent duty on Saturday, which took her out of commission and the neighbour is a divorcee with only one child (who happens to be in the school chess club, playing that Saturday morning)

Now as my very sexy, tall neighbour was getting somewhat bold in our sexcapades (initiating a contact) I decided to take the game to the next level by stretching some boundaries (amongst other things). I spend Friday afternoon in my garage preparing for my Saturday morning sexcapade.

Saturday morning, 8:30 (just after my wife had departed) I knocked on the neighbour’s back door; tool box in hand and a paraphernalia of assorted “long” pieces of tools tucked under my arm – monkey wrench, clamps, light chain and African Teak Bar etc.

She answered the door quickly (she knew my wife had departed, as the wife gave her boy a lift ) and looked a little excited – bright eyes searching my face. I acted cool and professional, asking her to lead me to the troublesome sink (as if I did not know where it was) She looked a bit disappointed, but led the way. As she walked in front of me I glanced her over: Tall, long blond hair shining and moving as she walk, light summer dress (white with floral pattern), buttoning down the front, accentuating her slim middle, firm and small butt. Dress reaching an inch or so above the knee, showing those exquisite legs – I felt an erection starting just watching her walk!

At the sink I had her stand in front, pointing a screw driver down the drain (well I had to give her something to do), whilst I squeezed between her legs and the cupboard containing the sink and down-pipe. Lying on my back, pretending to look at the down-pipe I could see all the way up her dress: From those tanned knees, up the well defined muscle just above the knee, through the indention between the knee muscle and the thigh muscle, up the thigh to the juncture of the buttock, thigh and to the thong triangle containing the pussy. But there was no thong, just a bare pussy, completely shaven AND the outer lips were pinkish (as if they had been played with prior to my arrival). My semi turned hard, virtually instantaneously.

Leaning slightly forward towards the sink, I had the most incredible view of her pussy pressing slightly downwards, her buttocks (firm as ever) and her tiny butt hole (which I discovered during a previous encounter was very sensitive and definitely needed some exploring – although she would not agree to this point)

I started blowing up her right leg, very slowly and very softly from ankle, over calf, to the knee. Over the knee onto the knee muscle – and the leg broke out in goose-bumps (which satisfied me). Switching the other leg, blowing up her left leg, very slowly and very softly from ankle, over calf, to the knee. Over the knee onto the knee muscle and ditto – goosebumps.

I stopped blowing, raised myself on my left elbow, parting her legs further. My head in line with her knees – dress stretching and forming a canopy for me to work under. The goosebumps were gone by now. I started blowing up her right leg, slowly, very slowly up the inner thigh, millimetre for millimetre, until I reached the juncture of buttock and heaven. I directed my breath, blowing the underside of the buttock, moving from the outside to the inside where a hot pussy was growing pinker by the second. I directed the air stream pat the puffed lips, up the crack between her buttocks – and got goosebumps starting from the pink butt spreading outwards over the underside of the buttocks and inner thigh.

By this time the musky smell of excited pussy became very, very apparent.

Closer inspection revealed a coating of wetness on those protruding inner lips, with droplets starting to form. This was too much for me. I reached up (sitting flat on my arse between those long legs at this time) and softly sucked those soft inner lips between my lips – she moaned in appreciation.

I moved my hands up her legs, on the outside of the leg, slightly to the rear; Raising her dress as my hands journeyed upwards. Sucking her inner lips turned to kneading with my lips, which had her part her legs as far as she could (with her dress up at her hips) to give me better access. Until my hands reached her buttocks. Here they rested, kneading the buttocks from below, fingers nearly touching pussy and butt hole.

I parted my lips, running my flat tongue up her slit – bottom to top, parting the lips and just brushing the clit at the juncture of inner and outer lips. She moaned and bent her knees slightly to get me to apply more pressure. This I did. Pressing my upper lip onto the clit, whilst my tongue (still flat at this time) started running up her slit in long firm strokes. She bucked and moaned and I started increasing the pace. As her knees started buckling I inserted my pointed tongue into her love channel, licking and worming, whilst my upper lip kept the pressure on the clit (she was aiding the clit stimulation by gyrating slightly back and forth, allowing my lip -with the hard upper dentures below them - to rub the length of her sizable clit) . She nearly collapsed as she came. Knees buckling, inner thighs quivering. Only my face in her slit, and the support provided by it, kept her from falling.

Oh I was hard as steel – the first part of the job done!

Whilst kissing her sloppy pussy and inner thighs, I slid my hands down her legs to her ankles. I pulled the Teak Bar (with Velcro straps attached – part of my Friday night’s work) closer and quickly attached the strap on either side to each ankle – the bar spreading her lovely legs a little further than what my body did. She was still leaning on the sink, enjoying my oral stimulation of her thighs and could not see what was going on below, although she pretty well knew something was afoot.

I got up behind her, hands pleasing her buttocks, up her sides, kissing her neck. My penis pole resting in the crack between those firm buns. I stepped over the bar with my left leg and entered her pussy in one swift stroke – the impact driving her forward. She knew she was in trouble when she tried to correct her balance by moving her left foot – which was securely attached to her other foot by means of the spreader bar.

She tried to look down, but could not see anything for the sink being in the way (she was still leaning on the sink). I would not allow her to look back and had my arms on hers, holding her hands on to each tap of the sink mixer and my body pressing onto hers at full length. She was trapped. I was excited and my rod was buried deep within her very soft, very warm love channel. I started stroking it in and out in short strokes deep within her – she forgot her situation and started concentrating on the pleasure.

After a minute or so of soft stroking, I felt the divine madness rushing up on me, rushing from my testicles, up my stomach to my brain, where a rush of blood was threatening to consume me. It was time for long, wild strokes. It took less than ten long, hard strokes to have me squirting.

We were in perfect synchronisation: As my cum erupted, arse muscles tightened and knees bent, she experienced exactly the same. I spurted 4, 5, 6 times and stood still, very still. And so we stood, enjoying the afterglow: Me with less hard penis buried within this warm beauty beneath me. She, leaning on the sink for support, totally out of breath.

This was fun. But now it was time to stretch her boundaries a bit. To be followed bythe next installment – Stretching Boundaries.