A Neighborly Affair Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 1

... the romance for a while as we both feared the worst. Eventually, though, we realized we had dodged a bullet and none of my soldiers had found a home during the invasion of her pussy.

So, my first experience, while pleasurable for me at least, was so short-lived that it only encouraged me to practice more. Unfortunately, my practice sessions were invariably done solo. I was humiliated by my performance with Sharon, and I don't think she was too impressed with my stamina despite the pleasing size of my tool.

As a result, by mutual agreement, more or less, our relationship seemed to dissolve. I did fantasize about those fabulous breasts and the sight of my cock being guided by her hand into her waiting pussy. In my fantasies, though, I lasted much longer until she was begging me to stop. Instead of coming in her tight pussy, however, I filled a handful of Kleenex tissues.

Mom was not doing well during this time, and we had lots of well-wishers and friends who offered help in a variety of ways. One spring day on my way home from school, I ran into a neighbor lady down the block who had befriended Mom, and she inquired how things were going. I was walking by her house, and she was watering some flowers along the sidewalk in a tight pair of shorts and a tank top that caught my attention. I thought it was someone much younger until she turned around and gave me a big smile.

"Oh, hi! You startled me! How's everything, Sammie? I haven't talked to your mom in a while. ...

... How's she doing?" Like most folks, Mrs. Collins' inquiries tended to be generic so as not to seem intrusive. The handwriting was on the wall as to the probable outcome, but everyone just wanted us to know they cared about what we were going through.

"Oh, you know. Some good days and some bad. Thanks for asking."

"How about with you? Do you have a job lined up for the summer?"

"Naw. Nothing yet. But I haven't been looking much since school is still going on."

"You know, Sammie, if you have some time, I could use a little help with some yard chores, and I'd pay you well. It's hard to find help these days and since I'm single, there are a few things I can't do very easily. Are you interested? Nothing too difficult for a big, strong guy like you but hard for me. I'm afraid I'm not very handy when it comes to house maintenance."

Mrs. Collins was petite...maybe 5'5"...and thin except for her big boobs. She was fit, and I frequently saw her running to stay in shape. I assumed she had to wear a running bra, but even then, her breasts appeared to be quite large as they bounced deliciously.

Since I was broke, and gas money did not come easily, I jumped at the chance. "Sure, I can help out, and I do need some gas money for my jalopy. Seems like I'm always running on empty."

"Well, your car does look a little worn I've noticed, but YOU seem to be in good shape. You must work out!" She reached over and gave my biceps a brief playful squeeze. "Mmmm, I bet the girls are ...