Pounding the girl next door
Brett had just graduated from college and was hired by a well-known company in the same city.
With a nice paycheck, he was able to get a loan to buy a home in the nearby cul-de-sac.
Jane lived next door, married with her two children and husband.
She was a grade-school teacher and a nice-looking one for sure. She was 37, slim with a very nice figure, long slim legs, brown hair, and a calming voice.
A few times, her voice was more like a lecture when Brett heard Jane and her husband discussing things outdoors in the evening.
Their marriage finally fell apart one evening after a rather harsh argument between the two while her husband was loading luggage into his car.
The children cried “daddy don’t go” and Jane comforted them as he left with the squealing of tires.
A couple of days later, Brett overhead Jane and her younger sister discussing on the patio and figuring out why she broke up with her husband.
Apparently, he left her for a much younger woman and filed for a divorce. He did however agree to pay alimony and child support.
Brett brushed it off his mind and went on about his day-to-day activities as usual.
About a month later, Brett got a good opportunity to get a little closer to Jane.
One sunny summer day, she was quite frustrated when she couldn’t get the mower to run and Brett saw her sit down and begin to cry.
Seeing her cry hit his soft spot and since their yards were beside each other he figured he’d walk over and offer his help.
She was grateful for him mowing her lawn and went about trimming not only her shrubbery but Brett’s as well.
When finished she had lunch ready and they had a very nice talk about life and how things happen. This went on for two months usually when her children were at their dad’s for the weekend.
As time went on, Brett flirted a lot with her, never expecting it to go any farther, but it did.
Jane began dressing more seductively wearing shorts and loose tops. Even their talks became more personal.
Then one afternoon, she asked Brett;
“Why don’t you have a girlfriend or are you gay? you are quite handsome.”
That started the ball rolling when Brett assured her he wasn’t gay and told her he hadn’t found someone as pretty or sexy as she was.
He pretty much knew she was putting the make on him when the shirt she was wearing was showing more than usual.
Seeing that she wasn’t wearing a bra Jane seemed to lean in to give Brett a view of her chest which caused him to get a rise in his shorts.
He was sure she was a bit horny too as it has been three months or so since her husband left her. She was also glancing down at him more and squirming in her seat a lot until she finally just blurted out
“Would you like to go in and make love?”
Of course, Brett didn’t hesitate to say yes then took her hand when she stood up.
Inside the house she stopped and turned around, she sighed;
“Maybe we shouldn’t” she softly said.
“My husband left me for a younger woman and I just don’t understand why”
Brett took her other hand and said that he had never been with an older woman.
“I want you to teach me,” he said drawing her closer “I have thought about this moment for a while now” and gave her a kiss. He could tell by her kiss she was still hesitant but turned and then led him to her bedroom.
In her room, she sat him down on the bed,
“You mean to tell me that you masturbate thinking about me,” she asked and giggled while standing in front of him.
“But you have yet to see me naked,” she said then slowly started undoing her shirt. As her shirt dropped to the floor Brett took a deep breath staring at her beautiful boobs
“So are they what you dreamed about,” she asked.
Brett was speechless looking at her soft and slightly sagging boobs, her small nipples protruding and hard.
“Well you can feel them,” she said placing his hands on her boobs then sighed.
Brett was not as tender as she would’ve liked, so she told him to be softer. In her soft voice, she said she will teach him to be gentle, then took his head placing it on her boobs.
The dude was pretty eager to please her so he began to suck on her nipples as she led him from one to another and ran his hand up between her thighs.
“Oh baby,” she said stepping back and giving him a kiss that was more passionate and longer-lasting than the first one.
“Take it slow,” she said as her hands moved his head up making eye contact.
“Making love is not rushing into things, it is feeling each other out and enjoying it. You want to see what your treat is going to be” she said as she began to unzip her shorts.
Again, she made him look up into her eyes. This time she stepped closer drawing his face near her neatly trimmed pussy
“Lick me,” she said.
She moved his hands up along her thighs placing them on her hips.
“Take it slow,” she said then sighed.
“Oh baby, slow down, take your time,” she said then began to instruct Brett to lick slowly up and down, showing him where with her finger.
“Go from one lip to the other, then stop here and run your tongue around on my clit” she said holding her lips open.
Jane began to praise him on how he was doing and held his head still while moving her hips up and down his face.
The teacher in her voice was coming out as she was softly telling him where to stop and to spend more time here or there.
“You are doing great” she was saying between sighs and deep breaths.
Brett was beginning to taste more of her cum so he knew he was doing well. Then she told him to push his tongue deeper and a sudden rush of cum filled his mouth.
Knowing she just had an orgasm and feeling her warm cum on his chin kept Brett going in for more.
When Jane pulled his head away, he thought he did something wrong but then her kiss told him otherwise.
They kissed passionately for several minutes indicating that what he did for her was only the start.
Finally, she moved back away from him and pulled him up off the bed.
“Now show me what you have for me,” she said pressing her hand against his cock.
Jane then replaced him on the bed, spread her legs, and ran her fingers up and down her clit. She was smiling and staring at the bulge in his pants.
“Stop,” she said when Brett quickly pulled his shirt up, “you’re rushing, seduce me,” she said, “now start over.”
Brett was perplexed. He wanted to fuck this woman so badly.
“This is all new to me,” he said to her as he slowly took his shirt off and began to unzip his jeans.
Brett was gazing into her eyes and then at her nice tits and then at her pussy, slick with her juices. He watched her smile change as his hard cock became visible, her mouth opened and she licked her lips.
Jane had two of her fingers now deep inside her taking deep breaths as his pants fell to the floor. When Brett started to move up on the bed she stopped him again
“Show me what you do when you’re thinking about me,” she said.
It was the first time Brett had seen a woman masturbate physically. He stood there proudly in front of her stroking his cock and could see by the cum on her fingers that she had become quite wet.
When she sat up she reached her hand up to him “taste it” she said placing her fingers in his mouth.
Brett didn’t hesitate to suck her fingers free of her cum then again when she brought him up more.
She moved her hands down the side of his body and opened her mouth in front of him still stroking his cock.
“Where do you like to cum when you are thinking of me,” she asked then took a lick of his pre-cum off the head.
“Do you cum in my mouth?” she asked, “or do you dream of cumming all over these” and moved back pushing up her boobs.
Brett really didn’t know what to say. He’d never had a girl ask him where or where not to cum. He was speechless and before he could answer she said;
“Do you have a condom?”
Jane pouted when Brett said no, then reached up and placed her hand on his cock and started stroking it, “in my mouth maybe” she said.
She slipped her mouth over the head and down the shaft and started slowly sucking him. With her hand holding the base she worked her magic and would have made him cum in seconds, but she stopped.
She sensed that he would cum fast. She smiled and let go of his cock placing her hand on his cheek and drawing him into another kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, she whispered;
“You don’t have to use a condom on me” giving his cock a squeeze “I would like to feel you cum in me.”
Jane then turned around and laid down on the bed with her ass up and her fingers parting her lips. She took a deep breath and turned her head sideways looking at him in the mirror beside the bed.
She held her breath when Brett moved between her legs and pressed his cock against her wet hole. He saw her smile again when he began sliding in deeper with her fingers rubbing alongside his shaft.
Her hand moved lower, catching his balls while pushing herself against him, taking his cock completely inside her. Her pussy felt good around his cock, she wasn’t tight but she was extremely wet.
Brett was holding onto her hips pretty much staying still while she slipped back and forth on his cock.
He struggled not to cum by keeping the pace slow but Jane was rubbing her hand along the shaft making it hard not to.
Along with her moans and the slick feeling of her juices, she began giving him one of the best fucks he’d ever had.
After about fifteen minutes, she began telling him to cum, urging him to cum inside her between moans and deep breaths.
When she finally grabbed his balls tighter, Brett started cumming and picked up the pace. He was driving his cock farther inside her as it throbbed with each shot of sperm.
Brett watched her eyes open wide still staring at him in the mirror with a big smile of relief. He stayed inside her long after he emptied his load, enjoying the feeling of her pussy flexing pushing their cum out of her.
Finally, he pulled out and lay beside her.
“Thank you,” he said kissing her shoulder until she turned her head towards him and smiled.
“No thank you,” she said with a soft voice “I needed that” and rolled onto her side laying her chin on his chest.
“Was it all what you dreamed it would be?” she asked.
Brett replied yes and she said she will be dreaming about him also. After a bit of silence and regaining her composure she said;
“Can I ask you a question?”
Jane looked up still resting her chin on his chest and sighed, “do you think I am too loose, I mean down there. My husband said I was, he also called me a slut because I tried to keep him satisfied”
Brett ran his hand through her hair and smiled;
“No, and no I don’t think of you like one.”
She then moved up and kissed him;
“Thank you,” she said while her hand was running along with his hardening cock.
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