Cherry's Next Door Neighbor Becomes the Man of the House - Sex Stories

Cherry's Next Door Neighbor Becomes the Man of the House

... his breath still in her ear. Then his right hand moved from her thigh to her pussy mound. His strong fingers drummed on her sensitive skin. Her libido was now in overdrive. “Steve, please,” she breathed out. “See, the begging has already started,” he said with a chuckle and moved his fingers to her clit. Not giving her a chance to say more, he moved his fingers in quick circles. Her back was arching and hips moved in time with his fingers. Tension built faster than even when she touched herself. He took his fingers on his left hand and began pulling her left nipple. She moaned softly. Fire shot down to her clit when he gave the nipple a hard twist. “Oh God,” she cried out as she approached the edge. “That's it, Cherry, give me your cum,” he said gruffly. He twisted her nipple harder than before as his fingers worked her clit faster. The pain in her nipple fueled the fire that pushed her over the edge. He body exploded as the orgasm coursed through her body. Boiling water splashed as her hips bucked. “That's my good girl,” he said. A soft moan escaped her lips and her body felt weightless. If that was what he could do with just his fingers, Lord help her, she thought. As she was still trying to recover, Steve stood up. She panicked a moment when she thought he was going to leave. “Wait,” she said, the word catching in her throat. He smiled big, slipped out of the yellow swim trunks, and his hard cut cock sprang free. She could not help but stare as he tossed the yellow ...

... trunks aside. He reached down and gave her his hands, helping her stand. He pulled her soft wet warm body against his. He leaned down and kissed her softly. His hands roamed her body as the kiss intensified. He deepened the kiss, growling as their tongues intertwined. He pulled her closer. His hard cock pressed against her belly, enveloped in her soft flesh. She moaned deep in her throat. He broke the kiss but kept her hands in his. He stepped out of the bubbling tub and then helped her out. He led her to the chaise lounge, laid it flat, and helped her lay on her back. He placed her head close to the edge of the chair. He took his hands and spread her thick thighs apart. He let his hands explore her body again finding her soaking warm slit. Finally fingers dipping a few times into her soaking pussy. A moan escaped Cherry's lips. Steve looked her deep in her aged brandy colored eyes, while his fingers continued to work her pussy and said, “Do you trust me, Cherry?” “Very much so, Steve,” she said between moans. He removed his fingers from her pussy, as she whimpered. He tasted her musky sweetness off his fingers as he took the few steps into the outdoor kitchen. He found a hand towel near the sink, made sure his hands were thoroughly dry. He then opened the mini fridge under the counter. He opened the freezer section, removed an item, and made his way back to her quickly. Her eyes grew wide as she caught sight of the frozen metal soup spoon in his hand. Before she could squirm or ...