The neighbor’s daughter asked to use my pool. I didn’t know what to say. I just moved into this house, and a strange young woman appears at my doorstep in a towel. The girl was about 20 years old and beautiful. She appeared nice enough.
I stammered an, “Okay… Yeah, sure…” and Tonya gave me a smile from behind her large sunglasses. I showed her into the back yard and explained I just moved in, so I had to keep unpacking boxes inside.
“That’s fine,” Tonya said as she undid her towel revealing her trim naked body. “I’ll just be borrowing your sun mostly.”
Oh my God, she’s naked! I thought as I tried to keep from blushing by looking elsewhere.
“Um, okay… no problem,” I managed before shuffling through my slider.
It was a hot Miami day, so I could see her body already glistening with sweat as she walked over to one of our sunning chairs and sat down.
“Who is that? Is she naked?” Michael asked when he caught me spying on her through the kitchen window.
“Yes,” I whispered as if she might hear me. “She’s the neighbor’s daughter. She just showed up.”
“This is totally inappropriate,” my husband shook his head. “I’m going to tell her to leave.”
A bulge of panic swell in my stomach and I blurted out, “Just leave her. She’s not hurting anyone. Why—why don’t you work on putting the beds together in the front of the house.”
My husband, who was always a bit of a prude, furrowed his brow at me and shrugged in defeat. “Alright, holler if you need anything. I’m going to have my music on.”
My productivity crawled to a halt over the next 15 minutes. I was barely able to find which cupboard to put a dinner plate without ogling over the neighbor girl. I wasn’t a lesbian and I didn’t think I was bisexual—sure, I kissed a few girlfriends at college parties years ago, but that was mostly to drive the boys wild. But something about Tonya’s body excited something inside me.
It started with me leaning over the kitchen sink as I rubbed my thighs together, but that was not nearly enough. Next, I slipped a hand between my thighs and felt how wet my underwear was already. Michael was a bit autistic with his focus. As soon as I heard the music playing in the upstairs bedroom, I knew I had the downstairs to myself for a bit.
I was panting and rocking back and forth before I knew it. Tonya’s body the focus of my squinting eyes as I rubbed my clitoris. My knees were buckling when I decided screw it, and found my backpack. Unlike every other bag, box, and pile of crap stacked around the house, I knew exactly what was in this bag.
I moved the loveseat near the slider and within seconds I was basically naked on the couch, fucking myself with my favorite dildo. My eyes would stare at the young lady’s perfect breasts and spread legs through the slider and then I’d close my eyes and imagine her on top of me. Tonya would use my body like the secret slut I was.
“Jesus… fuck!” I moaned and clapped a hand over my mouth to keep quiet. I shouldn’t be this close already but God! I needed this so fucking bad!
My eyes were pinched shut nearly as hard as I force my lips closed as my dildo fucked myself faster. I was right on the edge of cumming when I heard the sound of the slider opening.
“Enjoying the view?” Tonya asked.
“What are—I’m sorry, I—” were the first words I managed to blurt out. I was panting from how close I was to cumming. Shooting to my feet, I snatched a house coat draped on the back of the chair to try and cover my nakedness.
I was about to cinch it shut when Tonya closed the distance between us.
“Wha—Tony—mmmm!” I tried to say, but in one motion, the younger woman had me pressed against a living room wall. Her lips pressed to mine as her hands grabbed at my cheeks, holding me in place. When her tongue shoved into my mouth, my eyebrows went tall and I felt a bubbling feeling in my belly.
Her hands rubbed down my chest and circled my breasts—I wasn’t ready for her to squeeze my nipples and squealed a moan that the younger lady instantly swallowed. Tonya giggled as she broke from the kiss to lick and suck at my neck.
“Do you like that?” the younger lady asked as she groped my breasts roughly.
“Y-Yes…” I whimpered, pinned against the wall. I knew this was wrong, but it felt so right.
She slipped a hand down my center and I felt her fingers slide over my pussy as if it was greased. I was so wet already that Tonya’s fingers slid between my lips like they entered warm butter.
“MMmahhhmm!” I moan when she pierced my pussy with one of her fingers. Tonya quickly covered my mouth to silence my moans. It was obvious my husband was up stairs working with his power tools.
“Mmm… You like that, baby?” Tonya whispered an inch from my face. Apprehension was plastered across my face as I nodded with her hand over my mouth. “I bet you do…” Tonya smiled a wicked grin. Her lips took in my left nipple, sucking on it as she shoved a second finger inside me. “I knew you were going to be my new slut the second I saw you move in here.”
“Mmmmm!” I moaned as Tonya fingered my pussy faster. My knees went weak and I thanked God her hand was over my mouth as my stolen orgasm finally struck me. Tonya replaced her hand with her mouth as she swallowed all of my moans. “Mmmmfuuckmmm!”
I had barely come down from my orgasm when Tonya stripped me naked. The young woman moved with an authority as if time and space obeyed her. Shoving me down on the couch, she shook her hair out of her face before spreading my legs and lifting my knees up.
God, I feel like such a porn star—I love it! I squirmed, feeling my pussy exposed to the world. My husband could come downstairs at any moment. The slider and windows were open to the world. My front door was unlocked, and here I was being used by the neighbor’s daughter!
Tonya’s tongue made a long lap across my pussy and clit. Michael didn’t like oral sex so this was the first time in a decade since I felt this feeling. Jitters went through my body and my thighs twitched.
“Mmm,” Tonya purred as I whimpered. “You like that, slut?”
“Y-Yes, yes…” I whispered, trying to keep my voice down.
“Mmm… then how about this?” Tonya asked with a sadistic smirk as her lips wrapped around my clitoris
“Ahhhmmmm!” I screamed and quickly covered my mouth.
“Fuckfuckfuck!” I moaned into my hand. My thighs tried to clamp shut but couldn’t as Tonya’s hands gripped my inner thighs and forced them open.
Tonya lips and tongue rubbed back and forth on my pulsating clit as another orgasm built inside me. My thighs quivered and the more I tried to scoot away from this girl’s hungry lips, the harder she pressed forward, locking her mouth on my sex.
“Ffffuuuuck!” I groaned, my palm doing little to mute me as my body writhed. “Cumming. Cumming! I’m cumming!” I whimpered as my eyes rolled backward.
Tonya’s lips and tongue wouldn’t relent as she sucked my clit all the way through my powerful orgasm.
I was still a twitching mess on my couch when I felt Tonya’s lips kiss up my center. They lingered at my nipples briefly, but they bypassed my mouth entirely as I realized she had something else in mind. Her knees pressed down on the sofa on either side of my face and I was suddenly face to face with my fist pussy.
Panic boiled inside me, but my hesitation was ignored as Tonya lowered her creamy pussy lips to my mouth and I felt the younger woman grab a fistful of my hair, yanking me to her.
“Your turn, slut,” Tonya gasped as I shoved my tongue deep inside her pussy before slipping it up over her clit. “There y-you go. Eat my pussy l-like a g-good whore…”
“Mmmmm…” I hummed a moan. God, I loved being called a whore…
I didn’t have to worry about not knowing how to eat my first pussy because Tonya wasn’t shy about her needs. With a fistful of my hair locked in her hand, Tonya rode my face like I was a horse in a rodeo. Her dripping pussy wetted my lips as she ground her clit into my wide-open mouth. My tongue lapped her throbbing nub as I stared up at Tonya’s bouncing breasts and gasping mouth.
“Yesss…” she whined. “That’s it, baby. Just like that… You’re fucking slutty tongue is going to—oh, fuck—to be my personal fuck toy from now on.”
Yes… yes… I’m your fuck toy.
Tonya’s hips rode my face rougher and the world disappeared as I felt her increasingly juicy pussy drip juices down my chin and onto my breasts. I thanked God for my husband’s music because Tonya was pinching her nipple as she fucked my face, moaning loudly.
Her cries echoed in the near empty living room before she cupped her hands over her mouth.
“Yessss ooohhhhh gooddd yesss!!” Tonya cried as she grit her teeth and snarled down at me. I could feel her thighs twitching around my face as I watched the girl’s eyes roll backward. “FuckI’mCumming!” she blurted out and her entire body convulsed.
I panicked as a sudden flood of juices soaked my face, tits, and throat as she squirted into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could before the rest soaked me. Tonya groaned and panted like a wild animal as she scooted down my body to lap at the juices on my face before sticking her tongue in my mouth. Grabbing each other, we made out like beasts for several minutes.
“Do you work? Or are you a stay home wife?” Tonya asked between breaths when she raised up from our kiss.
“Stay at home wife,” I answered, taking a deep breath of my own. I felt more than a little dizzy.
Tonya’s smile became hooked as she lowered to give me a lingering kiss that ended with her biting my lower lip. “I guess this entire summer I’m home from college, you’re going to be mine then…”
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