Good walls make good neighbors, Part 3 - Sex Stories

Good walls make good neighbors, Part 3

... continued, “I plead the Fifth. ―So, anyway , once the garage door closed, he pulled me up and kissed me, and as he uncovered my breasts I reached down and stroked him. I was in a fever to see him cum. Watch the first man I'd picked out and seduced tense up and ejaculate in my hand, and watch his face as I gave him pleasure. So I whispered in his ear, 'Cum for me, babe,' and he said no, not there. I didn't bother catching my breath; I got out of the car and waited for him to invite me into his house, and when we got in his kitchen and closed the door, I immediately took him into my arms. He kissed very well. He knew how to take his time, and I relaxed pretty quickly and just fell into it. He pulled me into the living room and I shook my head and smiled and pointed to another door. He laughed and ushered me onward with his hand, and I found his bedroom and sat on the bed as he came in. He was all over me pretty soon, but only because I pulled him over me. I love foreplay, but I wanted something more than slow kissing and gentle caresses. The next few minutes are a bit of a blur, but he had us undressed soon enough and I was finally able to satisfy my curiosity about cocks. Oh yes, I certainly did. I told him I’d only held a couple and they didn’t last long, and besides it had been dark, so I was intensely curious. I then said it was a beautiful cock.” At this point she reached down and started lightly stroking me. “So I did this, just getting a feel for him. I had spent a lot ...

... of time fantasizing without enough real experience, and now I was determined to get it. I loved the feel of the skin and ran my fingers all over it, like this, for several minutes, and finally started stroking it. I hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but this time I was very impressed with the design, the soft outside sliding smoothly on the steel core. Nice. He was a little longer than you, but you’re thicker than he was. Thicker’s more important, at least for fucking, but as a visual treat he was all I wished for. Long and slender and curving upwards, and just a delight.” I moaned as she began stroking me and she said, “Yes, he was really into it too, of course. Not often you get to have sex with a woman who is so fascinated by your cock, I know. And you should be very happy. Most cocks are just boring, you know? But when I like a man, his cock fascinates me. Like how you treat my cunt so wonderfully. I can see how much you love playing with her, just seeing and tasting her, and not just fucking her. I feel like that with some men. Him, you, a few others. “So anyway, I asked him to show me how he jerked off. He gripped it for me, and I reached around his cock to provide as much of the same sensation as he gave himself and started stroking him. I focused on his cock, nothing else, and felt it twitching in my hand. The head was so beautiful, and it got bigger and purple, and I felt his body settling into a rhythm and I sped up. I stared at his cock and he asked, ‘Is it ...