How I Fucked my Neighbor at the Pool [M26/F38] | 2016

So guys, something happened to me the other day and I had the feeling that you might want to know. It’s about me and my friendly neighbor, Shelly, who I had always found the kindest woman growing up as a child. Saying she blew me away when she caught me by surprise a few days back would be an understatement, but more about that later. Enjoy!

My parents and Shelly – who was around her twenties when I was still living with my mom and dad – always had a great relation. Whenever I was not in my room or out with friends, I would be at Shelly’s. Drinking tea or whatever she was up to that day. So when she contacted me a few weeks back and asked me if I could watch her dog and water her plants while she was away on holiday, I didn’t need any time to think it over; “Off course, Shell. No problem.”

She told me on the phone she would be back on Thursday and that we would catch up when she got back from Italy. Sounded like a great plan. In anticipation I counted the days till Thursday. God, I was excited. I hadn’t seen her in ages. It was a quiet week in that house with only the sounds of a sleeping dog and a ticking clock hanging as my companions.

It was on Wednesday that I was laying in her garden. It was warm outside and I was resting in my shorts on the grass with my feet dangling in the cool water when I heard a noise from the back. Jacob, the dog, started barking and ran to the front door.

“Hello, dearie. How’s Daniel been threating you, eh?” I heard escaping the living room in the softest voice.

Shelly was in her mid-thirties, but was still looking as energetic as always. She was about a book shorter than me and had brown hair that was slightly colored in the Italian sun. Her blue dress was loose but accentuated every good part of her body. The piece of cloth was stretched at her bosom which every so delicately gave to show she was wearing a pink bra underneath. Her legs and ass were curved perfectly and gave a little bit more view with every step she made closer to me.

“Hi,” I said to her as I was feeling just a tad uncomfortable laying there on her grass in my shorts. “How was your trip?”

“Great, thanks!” Her sweet voice used to make me think of warm tea and cookies, but after I had seen her parading in that blue dress, I had totally different images in my mind indeed.

She sat herself down beside me and followed my lead by slipping her feet in the water. We chatted and we laughed a bit, but my thoughts kept getting distracted by every little move she made with her body. When she giggled, her décolletage jiggled slightly and when she was playing with her feet in the water, her ass was dancing on the grass. I hoped she didn’t notice me looking.

“Bloody hell, I didn’t know it would be so damned hot here.” She exclaimed as she stood up and slowly started to pull her blue dress over her head. Slowly she unveiled every inch of smooth skin, every drop of sweat that was hiding beneath her blue cloak. Her face was covered, so I enjoyed every moment of unabashed looking at her body. Her belly was flat and legs looked even better than I previously thought. Her round ass was shaking as she was struggling a bit to get her dress completely off. It had only been ten minutes and she was already as used to having me around as we were in the past. When she sat down again, she looked at me briefly.

“You don’t mind, do you?” She started fidgeting with her lace bra and gave me another look followed by a question mark.

“Not at all.” I said in my most forced calm voice ever.

I turned my face away from her in respect, or something like that. She laid herself on the grass when she was done and closed her eyes to bask in the sun. I followed and used everything in my power not to look at those perfectly round breasts I had seen in the corners of my eyes.

It was quiet for some time.

My mind was divided between the awkwardness floating in the air and the strength I needed to not get hard in my swimming trousers. Part of me was saying that I should just enjoy the sun and the cold water at my feet, but something else told me that she was making a move (who else gets naked after twenty minutes!?). With every thought and every detail about her rushing downstairs, it seemed more and more logical she wanted me. In hindsight, it turned out my dick is a pretty good wingman, but more about that later.

I decided to go for it. My hand would only have to crawl a few inches towards her. I felt my blood pumping through my body and being sucked up by my growing bulge. I kept my head to the sky to make it look casual – don’t really know why – and finally. Contact. Her hand felt soft and the moment I touched her, I felt her grabbing me. She slowly guided me towards her body. Her legs were warm. My swimming trousers looked like a tent.

After playing with the edges of her pink thong to tease her, I slowly slipped my fingers underneath. I saw her chest inhaling as my hand disappeared. I kept my eyes on the sky. With every stroke of my hand she got wetter. Her breathing became louder and her breasts started to move more and more. I felt her hips twist and turn and her butt cheeks clench when I hit the right spot. She stopped me as I tried to go deeper. Did I screw something up?

Apparently, I did not.

She sat herself upright and looked at me. I was still wondering if it was okay to look at her nude body that she was so elegantly displaying in front of me. Without saying anything, she started to rub my trousers and getting them off slowly at the same time. Her eyes were fixed on my hard dick, giving me the permission to give her breasts a good look. Round, soft, and a subtle tint lighter than the rest of her body. With every tuck she was giving to get me more naked, her boobs bounced playfully. She discarded my last piece of clothing in the pool and after she also got rid of hers, she threw her leg over me and sat down on my legs. Her hands were on my chest and she was rubbing the lips of her pussy over my throbbing cock. She started moaning and throwing her hair back.

“Do I need to get a condom?” I asked her. Trying not to destroy the moment.

She could barely squeeze a “no” out between her moans. Her answer was more in her deeds than in her words, I guess. She lifted herself up and took my slippery cock firmly in her hand. She massaged the top for a second before lowering herself. She engulfed my dick inch by inch. Slowly. With gasps and a whispering “That’s so fucking tight!”

We fucked our brains out.

Sweat was dripping of her body and onto mine. Her nails dug into my chest with pleasure. Her boobs were bouncing up and down and daring me to press them against my face, so I took her by her back and pressed her body against mine. My dick was buried deep inside her, her perfect breasts were pushed against my face with force, and a voice was moaning in my ear how I should fuck her harder. I held her by her ass and guided her faster and faster. The clapping echoed throughout the garden and bounced back against every brick wall.

“Fuck me, Daniel.” She cried out. “I’m coming!”

She dug her face next to me in the grass and her hips started to shake as I was still pounding her as hard as I could. The massaging feeling of her orgasm worked its way through every nerve of my cock. I felt myself coming. I thrusted myself deep into her. Her back straitened, her eyes twitched, and her face was tilted towards the sky with her mouth wide open. Rivers of warm cum were being released into her. I fed it all to her. I kept pressing her down on me until our shared orgasm came to its conclusion.

When she got off, hot strings of sperm were leaking out of her and dripping on the grass. We decided to go for a cold swim afterwards. Together we crawled into the cold water and floated on the great feeling of our preceding entanglement. I can honestly say that was the best swim of my entire life.

The end.