With the summer on its way, and temperatures rising, I decided to hold a BBQ for some of the neighbours. Of course, I invited Emily, but also Charlene from further down the road, Kay and Richard from next door, and a few others.
Emily said she was away that week and didn’t know what time she would be back on Saturday. She would try to make it. Obviously, I was a little disappointed, but we think we still managed to keep our relationship quiet, despite our road is like a village road where people talk!
The day came, and despite the barbecue being later, I needed to do some housework, make sure the back garden was reasonably clear, and prep salad stuff. No sign of Emily!
Most people arrived, several bringing drinks (phew, I had a selection, but not a huge one!), some adding food to the table. Part of the reason was to welcome some of the newer neighbours. Everyone got on. Some didn’t realise others had even moved in!
As people started to leave, I got talking to Charlene. I had had chats with her on and off for a while, but there wasn’t really any attraction between us. I noticed she was wearing a skirt for a change. She’s normally in Yoga pants or similar as she wears them for work. I had noticed her bare legs, but not thought any more about it.
Soon she was the last one left and gave me a hand to clear stuff away, then as it was still quite pleasant out, we went out and sat down and had another glass.
She leaned over and kissed me, pulling away quickly, apologising.
“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have done that”
“That’s not a problem. I love girls kissing me. I’ve had periods with no one in my life and no kissing.” I didn’t mention I wasn’t in one of them! “You have soft lips. Feel free to do it again.”
She did not just a peck, but we started French kissing. Pulling away, we both gasped.
“Wow, you are a good kisser,” we complimented each other.
“I have been in a dry patch; I haven’t had a partner in a couple of years. I know you tagged me on Tinder, but I wasn’t in a good place at the time.”
She stood up and moved in front of me, hiked her skirt up a bit, and sat on my lap.
“I hope you don’t think I’m being too forward, sitting on your lap. It’s just uncomfy twisting around kissing you.”
“No, that’s fine. Come closer.”
As she scooted up my lap, her skirt slid further up her legs as they needed to spread. I looked down, watching this happen. Being a perv, I was looking to see what colour panties she had on! I couldn’t see any, ok I lied. She didn’t appear to be wearing any! I pretended not to notice. We were almost touching chest to chest, and we kissed more. I started running my hand down her back, noting I couldn’t feel a bra strap. My hand reached her ass, and I only got moans from her. No complaints. I brushed my hands back up her sides, my thumbs brushing her small breasts. I had always thought of seeing her, small, but perfect from what I could see through her clothes.
Again, no complaints from her. I moved my hands back down, and over her breasts, she pulled away and looked into my eyes, smiling.
“Take it off,” she said, raising her arms.
I reached down, found the bottom of her top, and lifted it off her. I was right, small, but perfect. No bra needed; perky nipples perched on the end of her beautiful breasts. I let out a sigh, pushed her back slightly, bent forward, and kissed the tip of each nipple, causing her to shiver.
“Oh, yes, that’s lovely.”
I sucked her nipple into my mouth and bit down lightly on it, causing her to shudder, still moaning. I could feel my trousers getting damp, no panties, she was leaking on me! I sucked her breast into my mouth, running my tongue over it. Moved over to the other breast and treated it to the same process, then pulled my mouth away and moved back to her lips. She was tugging at my top, lifting it higher, skin to skin. I pulled her into me, squashing her boobs into me. She pulled back and kissed me again. I cupped her breasts in my hands. Taking her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, squashing them, rolling them, making her moan louder.
I moved my hands lightly down her sides, tickling her, causing her to shudder. Gripped her bum. She lifted her bum slightly. I pushed her skirt up, totally exposing her to me. I lightly moved my hands down her thighs, then pushed back up, my thumbs on her inner thighs. As I reached the top of her thighs, I moved my hands around and cupped her mound the best I could through her barely there panties. I slid my hand lower under the material and around her labia. She was wet. I moved my hand up, then down, sliding my middle finger between her folds. She leaned into my neck and screamed into it, gripping me hard.
I kept rubbing, feeling her clit growing under my hand. I bent my finger, so it pushed into her.
“Fuck yes, that feels great. Push it right in!”
I pulled it out.
“Noo”
I pushed it back in as far as I could. I had her moaning into my neck again. She was rocking her hips into my hand. I slid a second finger in. She made a mewling noise. Juice was coating my fingers. It felt like it was flowing freely from her. I found that sweet spot and kept grazing it.
“Fuck oh fuck oh fuck, you’re going to make me cum”
That had been the general idea! I kept fingering her, rubbing her g-spot every few strokes.
“I’m cumming.”
She gripped me tight, buried her head in my neck, and screamed. Liquid positively poured from her. I let her come down and relax.
“Fuck me. I‘ve had a dry spell. I need a cock in me. I know you and Emily are seeing each other, so I hope you are ok with this. I just need your cock.”
She shuffled back, reached down, and gripped my rigid cock through my trousers. Started wanking me through them. Then undid the zip and catch.
“Stand up, take them off.”
She stood up to allow me to drop my trousers, reaching around and undoing her skirt as well, letting it fall to the ground. She pulled my boxers down.
“Wow, I get to unleash that monster!”
Pushing the boxers the rest of the way down, she grabbed my cock, masturbating me, staring entranced at it, panting.
“I don’t think I’ve had one this big.”
She moved her head closer, then licked it. Licking my balls, then up the shaft, and swallowing the head in her mouth, licking my cockhead, then sinking as far as she could down my length, sucking as she pulled back up. I pulled her head in, pushing my cock into her mouth, fucking her mouth. She pushed me off.
“Sorry, I got carried away,” I told her.
She pushed me back onto the chair, then sat back on my lap, kissing me in between, telling me that she didn’t like face fucking. She reached down for my rigid member, then raised herself and slid down it, moaning loudly, hugging me, holding us still.
“That feels great. Just stay there, don’t move,” she told me.
After a few moments, she slowly started rocking her hips, rising and falling, almost letting me fall out of her, then sinking all the way. I had my hands on her bum. She had her arms around my neck, rubbing her tits up and down my face and chest as she rose and fell on my cock. She kept moaning. I stayed still, letting her get the pleasure she wanted. I could feel my orgasm building.
“I’m going to cum. Where do you want it?”
She didn’t acknowledge me, bar moving a bit faster. I tensed and came inside her. She carried on riding me, her breathing getting faster, her moaning louder. She was about to cum.
“Oh fuck, that was lovely she said as she came over my cock.” Leaning down and kissing me hard.
“How long until you are ready to go again?” she asked.
“Give me ten or twenty minutes. Shall we go inside? It’s getting chilly out here.”
We left our clothes where they were and went in, closing the door behind us. She popped to the loo on the way past it, and then we sat on the sofa cuddling her in my lap. Neither really saying much, just holding each other.
After a bit, I was getting hard again under her ministrations.
“Take me to bed and fuck me. I want you to take me hard. We’ve done the slow and sensual!”
I led her to my room, laid her on the bed, kissed her, planting kisses on her, causing her to whimper, firstly lips, her neck, each breast, and nipple, down her belly, over her belly button, down to her mound, licking her clit, causing her to moan loudly, pushing my tongue lower and into her delicate folds, and inside her. Pushing my tongue in, tongue fucking her.
“Shove your cock in me and fuck me,” she demanded. “That’s great. I just need you to fuck me!”
I kissed my way back up her belly, paused, and concentrated on her breasts, then as I got to her lips, I pushed into her, causing her to gasp. I pumped into her, then pulled out, rolled her over, pulled her bum up and back, then entered her doggie style, making her squeal with pleasure. I rammed into her, pounding her hard. Reaching around, rubbing her clit hard, making her moan louder. Moving my hands to her breasts, grabbing them as I pounded into her, her breathing becoming panting and harder. Then she came and collapsed. I rolled her over, lifted her legs, placed them on my shoulders, and pushed into her again.
I pulled her toward the edge of the bed, stood up, and started fucking her as hard as I could. She was gasping, moaning, squealing.
“I’m cumming again,” she cried.
I carried on, feeling her contract around me as she came. Then she came again, maybe again. She was screaming when I finally came. I helped her move back up the bed, then collapsed beside her. Pulling her to me, hugging her. She got up and disappeared into the bathroom to clean up.