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With The Neighbour's Help

Betty thought it strange to come home from doing her shopping and see a gleaming motorbike parked on her neighbour’s driveway. Tom and Susie Andrews were away for a few days and she had not been told that anyone else would be calling in to check on their place. She had agreed to do that and even had the keys, although she knew where a spare set was kept in case either Tom or Susie, perhaps both, ever got locked out.

It could only be their youngest son, Darryl, who had called in and she decided not to miss the opportunity of saying ‘hello’.

She left the bag of shopping inside her garden gate and pulled it shut before she walked down her short driveway, turned the corner of the hedge that divided their two plots, and pushed on their side gate. The Andrews had an ‘open door’ policy and anyone who knew them simply had to knock and call out who it was.

There was no answer to her announcing that she was there and after doing so again, just a little louder, she still received no answering call. Intrigued, she stepped into the living room and heard voices. In particular, it came from down a narrow corridor that led to the bedrooms. The layout of the house was the same as the one she lived in.

She heard a young woman’s voice and the screech of pleasure, along with a rush of obscenities being called out.

"I love your cock…your fucking cock! Fuck me Darryl…waste me with it!”

Even for the times the language used still shocked her. Betty stepped silently away as the ...

... sounds continued. How could it be that Darryl had chosen to be here, in his parent’s house, and take a girl to bed? Why here and not in whatever place he now lived in?

Once more she felt compelled to step closer and peered past the edge of the door, lascivious curiosity getting the better of her. And there they were, humping wildly, the young woman’s legs around Darryl’s slim waist and her arms pinned to the bed, on either side of her head as Daryl ravished her with energetic speed, his movements like a metronome calling a steady but fast beat.

She had not seen anything like it and wanted some of that energy brought to her. She pressed a hand to her tummy then slipped it lower, pressed the skirt of her summer dress between her legs.

She should go before they saw her, but indecision now played a part in what was to follow. She saw Darryl pull out of the young woman and she shuddered as he was seen to kneel before his conquest. A thick and trembling length of flesh arced out from his taut belly and she saw him stroke it.

“Come back in me!” the girl demanded, only for her calls to become a scream as he plumbed her, the sounds of a creaking bed mingling with hot words of encouragement and panted breaths. “Yes…oh, yes! Fuck me with your big dick! No one does it for me like you do!”

Why should she interrupt them? What Darryl got up to in his parent’s house should not be of any concern to her, except it was. She left the house, closing the door silently before she ...