The Block Party - Sex Stories

The Block Party

... I watch you walk by my house every morning.”

“Really? And why is that?

He took a deep breath as if were revealing a deep-dark secret. “You’re pretty hot. When it's steamy out like today, you wear bike shorts. They are skin tight showing off your fine ass. You usually wear a colorful nylon tank top that clings to your perky tits. Sometimes, your nipples are hard and show through. I always think to myself, 'I’d do that'.”

“Really? I wish I knew that. I would have paid more attention to you.”

I felt myself blush at the thought of him noticing me when I walked. We were lying naked in his bed. He was lightly feeling my tits as we were speaking. I wondered to myself if others watched me when I walked.

He realized I blushed. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re an extremely sexy woman.”

As he said that, I let my hand slide down and started to stroke his cock. He closed his eyes. I started to kiss his chest, working myself down his body. He guided my head to his erection. My mouth engulfed his dick. I haven’t given a blowjob in years. The last time I tried this on Rick, he fell asleep. It was in my head that I wasn't good at it.

I looked up at him. “Am I doing this right? Does it feel good?”

He let out a sigh. “You’re perfect.”

My mouth took all of him. He was like steel. I could taste the sex we just had. He was right when he said it was sweet. I continued a constant up-and-down motion as my hand cupped his balls. He was starting to build up. ...

... His body tightened.

“I’m gonna come, Darlene, don’t stop!”

Just as the words came out, he released a warm salty load into my throat. It was so much, that I gagged but, I took it all, never letting up. It spilled out of my mouth, down my chin. I swallowed a good amount. My bobbing and sucking motion drained him. His body went limp. His breathing was heavy from the relief I provided.

I reached for the tissues on the night table. Gently, I cleaned his legs, balls, and dick. Then I wiped my face. When I was finished, he pulled me up next to him. I lay on my side looking at him.

He whispered in my ear. “That was incredible. I feel so good right now.”

“So do I.” It was all I could mutter.

He started to stroke my face. Then, he followed the contour of my body. A single finger slid down my side, onto my hip, then down my outer thigh. He was delicate, yet so manly. This had been missing from my life, the passion of a real man. He knew how to satisfy himself while taking care of my needs. He was in no rush. We spent time enjoying each other. He continued outlining my body with his fingers. I felt so sexy.

I closed my eyes and moaned, “You are making me melt the way you touch me.”

Jim’s hand guided me onto my back once again. I was ready for more. So was he. I reached between his legs. His cock was like granite. I wanted it.

Then he ordered me, “Roll over onto your tummy.”

I obeyed his command. I couldn’t wait to experience what was next. I felt his hands ...