The Good Neighbor - Sex Stories

The Good Neighbor

It was December of 2009 when Sal and I decided to move from the city to the suburbs. Six weeks earlier I had given birth to our first child, a son Joseph Salvatore. We thought it would be the best place to raise a family. We settled in an area about 80 miles from the city. It was a cookie cutter development, where all the houses were the same, except the colors and the landscaping. The most important thing to me was the low price and it was ours. The most important thing to Sal was we could resume our sex life. The last night in our old apartment was a night of sexual pleasure for both of us. My double D's had tripled in size, to Sal's delight, and my milk had to be pumped out constantly. Sal loved nursing on my tits while we fucked and that made me horny as hell. He even used the refrigerated milk for his cereal and coffee. Sal's cock was my pleasure. It wasn't very big, but what it lacked in length it made up for in girth. I would suck on it all night if he would let me, but he always seemed to have us on some type of schedule. Such a change from the love making we used to do before we were married. We would fuck in different positions all night and I always had enough cock to make me smile. Now a days I'm lucky I get it once a week. I know his job is demanding but I have needs too. We followed the moving van to our new home. Our neighbors to the right were moving in also. We all got out of the car and introduced ourselves. They were an older couple in their mid 50's. Joe ...

... and Rose Smith. I was a little disappointed that they weren't our age with a growing family, but there was little I could do about that. Hopefully the neighborhood will have a good amount of young families too. Both our vans were gone and the real work was just beginning, unpacking. I needed to nurse the baby and Sal started unpacking the kitchen boxes. As I sat in the rocker in the master bedroom I heard a knock on the front door, followed by Joe's voice inviting us to dinner. I thought that was odd considering the work that was ahead of us both, but paid no attention to the conversation. Joseph was a good eater and latched onto my breast with no coaching. I could feel my cervix contract as he sucked. Changing him to the other breast was a bit of a struggle as he always latched on so tightly. I folded my finger and put it between his mouth and my nipple to break the suction. He fussed a bit as I put him over my shoulder to burp. Just like his dad, his gas escaped quickly and loudly. It always made me laugh how loud his burps were. He continued his feeding with such gusto it would seem like he was starving. I didn't hear any more voices, so I assumed Joe had left. I walked into the kitchen nude from the waist up, with only a burping cloth over my shoulder. To my surprise Joe was sitting alone at our table. I was a little taken back and embarrassed when we made eye contact. He stood up and explained that Sal was helping Rose bring over the dinner she made for all of us. When he ...