Cup of Sugar - Sex Stories

Cup of Sugar

... daisy-dukes.” “Oh my, that does sound suspicious, Mary.” People like to talk, and I do have neighbors like that. I swallowed the lump in my throat and knocked on Carl’s door. What seemed like a long moment later, the door opened with Carl standing on the other side. He was in his bare feet, no shirt, and workout shorts. He was sweating and I was pretty sure I interrupted one of his workouts. “Hi Carl,” I said with a cheery tone of voice. “I hate to bother you, but can I borrow a cup of sugar?” “Hello Renee. Sure. Come inside,” he said while he struggled not to roll his eyes down my curvy body. Carl led me into his kitchen and he had his back to me when he was standing at the counter. He spoke while he was reaching into the kitchen cabinet for a bag of sugar. “How much do you need, half cup, full cup?” “Um… I lied to you Carl. That’s not the kind of sugar I came here for,” I said softly as I stood close behind him. When he turned around, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open the moment he discovered that I had removed my halter top and left it dangling from my fingers. His eyes focused on my firm, perky tits, naked and exposed. My heart was beating a hundred miles an hour as I was silently begging him not to reject me. “Uh… damn, Renee!” “Am I being too forward?” I asked. “No. Shit! I’m just, well, completely fucking blown away here. Damn, you got some nice tits.” “Thanks. I thought you’d like them,” I answered with a smile. Carl seemed to be mesmerized by my topless ...

... figure, so I unzipped my shorts and took them off, and stood buck-ass naked in front of him. “So… can you help me out?” I asked. “Well, if you are asking me to fuck you, the answer is yes. Why would I say no?” “I was thinking the same thing. Stuff like this doesn’t happen every day,” I answered as I reached out and ran my hands softly across his chest. “I’ve been lusting over you ever since you moved here.” “Really?” he said, sounding surprised. “Oh yeah. And since I am standing here naked, and you like what you see, why don’t you get naked too?” I sexily suggested. He pulled off his workout shorts with a grin on his face and a sparkle in his eyes. His cock was already on a slow rise as I came forward and started kissing him, giving him the fullness of my lips and the taste of my tongue when I sent it between his lips. My right hand moved down and started fondling and squeezing his half-erected cock, and his hands immediately came up to take possession of my hot, horny tits. He teased my nipples while I teased his balls. We spent a couple of minutes kissing and playing with each other. I then took it up a notch and dropped to my knees and started sucking his dick. Just the tip at first. He jerked from the sudden wet contact with my mouth and he gave a soft moan when I swirled my tongue around the mushroom shaped head of his cock. “Mmm, tasty,” I cooed, and then I took his cock into my mouth and ate up half his length before I let it pop from my lips and bob in the air. “I guess ...