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By Greg (ap.902@samsung.com)

For almost three years now, I'd had a unfulfilled fantasy. Last summer, that fantasy was fulfilled.
Karen and Dave are our next-door neighbors, both in their mid twenties. Karen is in good physical shape, even though Karen has had three young children. She has blond hair, large breasts, a flat stomach, fairly wide hips, and a lovely heart-shaped ass. Believe me, I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a view of their back yard, complete with Karen laying out in a skimpy bikini.
Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle. Though I'm only 18, I can't compare to him. However, he flies for one of the airlines and is often gone for a week or more.
That is actually what my fantasy centered on. While a three-some would certainly have been enjoyable, I had often thought about Karen and I having an encounter when Dave was gone.
On the day it finally happened, I had the day off. My sister, mom, and dad were all at work. It was hot, about 110, but there was little humidity, as we live in Phoenix Arizona.
I had gone biking early that morning, returning at 7:00 to see Karen looking good in a knee-length robe. She whistled at me in my biking shorts, the first indication I'd ever gotten that she was flirtatious; uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile and wiggled my rear at her, yelling out "You want it--come get it!"
She laughed and went back inside, her hips swaying from side to side. I wheeled my bike into the garage and did my stretching exercises, thinking of her.
Later that day, I was out in the back yard "painting" the fence that hides the pool filter stuff. Because I was "painting" with a clothes-hostile mixture of linseed oil and turpentine, and because of the heat, I had taken my shirt off, leaving only my old, faded bathing suit on. The other advantage to the bathing suit, of course, was that I could jump in the pool whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going to get).
Anyway, I heard neighbor's door open and shut, followed by the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping on concrete.
I set down my brush and pot of goop and went over and stood on the diving board, which gave me a view over the cinderblock fence. Karen was lying out about ten feet from me, at an angle, facing towards me, with her eyes closed.
I felt stirrings in my trunks as I took in her long, tanned legs, the string bikini covering her pubic region, her flat stomach, her glorious breasts accented by the bikini top, and the cloud of long, blond hair framing her lovely face.
Rather than have her catch me staring, and not wanting to stop looking, I called out "Looking good," unusually bold of me, given how she and my mom talk together.
Karen's pretty eyes popped open and quickly found mine. She looked a little startled, but also pleased. She got up and came over to the fence, giving me a great view of her breasts, which were pressing together due to their confinement.
I felt my dick harden in response, I couldn't help it, so looked so inviting.
Then, she mentioned that their pool filter was acting up and that she didn't know how to fix it. "Would you be willing to take a look at it?" She said with a perfectly innocent look.
I readily agreed, hard-on or no hard-on.
After I hopped the fence, I followed her over to the filter, adjusting my bathing suit in a completely futile attempt at hiding my interest in her.
As she bent over, it became difficult for me to focus on the filter; the blue bikini bottom slipped a little further into the crack of her cheeks. Gallantly, however, I peered over her shoulder (ok, ok, occasionally I snuck a glance at her impressive cleavage) and paid attention. I smiled in reply, not really hearing anything she said; she seemed to catch on and smiled back at me a bit. When I stood up, my hard-on was quite evident to her.
Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and offered me a drink. I noticed that her nipples were a bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her bikini top than they had been before.
We went inside and I commented on the lack of kids. She smiled again, and said that they were farmed out at friends' houses, so that she could run errands (I wondered for a second if I was an "errand").
She opened a cabinet and reached up to get a glass on a shelf that was just a little bit too high. I reached around her and grabbed a glass and set it on the counter. My cock pressed up against the side of her hip because I was standing very close to her. Then, I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock further up, around, and back down her hip.
By this time, her nipples were fully erect (or so I thought).
I noticed about then, to my embarrasment that in one place, the faded blue of my suit was spotted dark blue by my oozing pre-cum.
Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went over to the sink and filled our glasses with water. I stood behind her, reached over her shoulder to get my glass, and pressed my hips against her ass, nestling my dick between her ass cheeks. She pressed her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled her glass.
I couldn't believe what was happening. She was this beautiful mature woman, and she was doing sexual things with me. My blood pressure must have done a double flip right about then, becaue I could her the blood in my veins thumping in my ears.
Still playful, neither of us making a major move, though both clearly wanting to, we went in to the living room and sat down, Karen on the couch, me on another couch facing her.
After a moment Karen got up and bent way over to turn on the TV. Her bikini bottom slipped further up between her ass cheeks and, from my vantage point, I could see the outline of her pussy lips.
After pusing a tape into the VRS she stood back up and started the unit. She had obviously been watching the porno tape earlier, since it started in the middle of a scene. It was actually switching between two scenes, one of a very vocal woman with long black hair and medium-sized breasts being eaten by the male, the other of a blonde with larger breasts (supposedly their daughter, I guess) listening to the couple and masturbating.
When the movie first started up, the blonde was running her hands over her breasts, milking them upwards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples. The other woman's moans as she was given a tongue-lashing to the man were clearly evident. Then, the scene cut to the couple, as the man sucked on the woman's clit and lightly tongued it back and forth. The woman's moans got louder and the scene cut back to the blonde.
I sat there tensely as this was flashing across the TV screen. I knew what Karen was trying to do, but still couldn't believe that she wanted to do it with me. It was just too much; I was excited beyond belief at this point.
I somewhat shyly looked over at the beautiful blond sitting next to me, but she kept looking at the action going on in front of us. I finally tore my eyes away from Karen's swelling breats and looked at the TV again.
The blonde still had one hand working on her breasts, but was now also had a hand playing with her belly, pubic hair, and, every once in a while, dipping down to rub along her shaved slit.
I looked over at Karen again wondering what would happen next.
My dick had gotten even harder when Karen spread her legs a bit, allowing me to see a growing wet spot on her bikini bottoms. She also was lightly running her fingers along the outline of her bikini top and sometimes over and around her hard nipples. Her nipples, if possible, grew more erect and pushed almost as hard against her bikini top as my cock was pushing against my swim trunks.
When the black-haired woman orgasmed from the man's attention, the scene cut to the daughter, who was approaching her orgasm as well, with two fingers pumping in and out of her dripping teenaged pussy lips.
I reached my right hand around Karen's shoulder into her blond tresses and ran the other down to trace along the bottom of one breast. I felt her lips vibrate with a muffled moan as I covered them with mine.
My mind was almost frozen with the weird expectations that I was going to be able to do all the things I'd ever dreamed about. I was going to have sex for the first time, and with this beautiful woman.
With my left hand, I traced over to the other breast, spiralled in to the nipple, and gently pulled it between two fingers. One of Karen's hands slipped down to my trunks and began to rub my cock through the short. Our tongues were alternately entwined and probing. Her hand was driving me crazy, it felt wonderful.
As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her orgasm, I slipped my right hand down from Karen's hair to untie her bikini top. As we broke our first kiss, Karen arched her back, causing her breast to push against the material making the top hang loosely down her sides.
When she relaxed and hunched her shoulders a bit, the skimpy blue top fell completely off. She tossed it to the floor and smiled a wicked grin as my eyes popped.
Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were fantastic even prettier than I had imagined. They hung ever so slightly and met naturally at her sternum. Her aureoles were the size ot quarters and slightly darker pink than her large, erect nipples.
We moved closer and started another passionate kiss. With my left hand, I traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between the base of my second and third finger. Then, cupping her breast but also stimulating her nipple directly, I moved my hand in little circles, sometimes pulling the nipple outwards.
During my play with her nipples, Karen had started massaging my dick again. Though it was still restrained by my swim trunks, I felt it jump as Karen squeezed it lightly, and gasped a bit harder when she felt it move.
Karen then broke our kiss and moved back slightly. She got up and went over to the TV. I moved over to the TV as well and pressed my hips forward against her ass as she bent over and took the tape out. As she stood up, tape in hand, I thrust my hips even further forward and reached both hands around to cup her breasts and brush her nipples.
She twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips against mine. I could feel her breasts, tipped by erect nipples, press against my chest. She kissed me lightly and mentioned that there was a VCR in the bedroom. I was tempted to pick her up by her hips, so that she would lock her legs around me, and carry her into the bedroom. However, appropriate as that seemed, I also knew I probably wasn't quite strong enough. Rather than upset the mood by dropping her halfway there, I tilted my head towards the hallway and followed her into the bedroom.
The room was fairly neat, but some clothes thrown on the chair and the rumpled bed showed that someone actually lived there. (I like a "lived in" look, provided it doesn't cross the line to messy) A decent sized TV screen sat on the dresser, facing the queen sized bed. Karen popped the tape in the VCR and started it. The sounds of sex came into being around us. Again, I stood behind her, thrusting my hips forward and massaging her breasts. She bent over a little bit, moving her hips backwards, creating more pressure on my rock-hard dick, and reached around behind her to pull me closer to her. I began running one hand up and down, from breast to navel and back, gradually working lower. As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, planting little kisses in her hair, on her neck, on her shoulders, doing my best to drive her crazy.
Karen had been moaning a little and trembling slightly whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or seeded her hair with kisses. After working slowly over the top of her bikini, working slowly down the edges of the bikini, brushing her thighs with my fingers, and returning to massage her breasts, I finally let my hand brush down past her navel, over to top of her bikini, along the edges of the bikini towards her inner thighs, along her upper thighs. Finally, I let one finger extend from that hand, trace lightly along the wet patch on the bikini, and apply pressure, ever so slightly, from the back of her covered cleft to the front.
Karen shuddered and moaned a bit, then stopped me and turned around. Her breasts were red from my attention and her face was getting flushed. Karen kissed me once, quickly, and then tugged my bathing suit down. My six-inch cock (it may have been seven then) sprang free from its long confinement and stood out proudly as I stepped out of my only clothing. As et spot at the crotch of her bikini bottoms. Then, she closed her eyes and began massaging her breasts, tugging on the nipples and pressing the smooth globes together with the sides of her arms.
Almost involuntarily, her right hand crept in little circles down to her navel, down to the top of her bikini bottoms, down the blue fabric to run along her slit. She brought fingers to her face, inhaled the scent, and then licked what moisture there was free. The next time her hand crept down, it slipped underneath her bikini. She put one hand on the dresser behind her and raised her hips enough to slide the bottoms free. I was exerting all my willpower to keep in place and not explode right there from the erotic influence Karen was having on me.
I must have made some noise, because Karen seemed to come back to what was going on. She stepped completely out of her bikini and stood nude, glorious, and aroused before me. She then turned around and bent over, giving me a _great_ view of her gorgeous ass and puckered sphincter. Her breasts I saw only as two globes hanging partially in view between her legs. I could also see her pussy, puffy with arousal, surrounded by lightly colored downy pubic hair. Many of the hairs had tiny droplets of Karen's juices hanging from them, a sight that turned me on even more. She licked one finger and then placed it between her legs and touching her sphincter. After lightly rubbing around the rim of her asshole, Karen pressed inwards briefly and then ran her finger forward, bisecting her swollen lips. After licking her finger clean, Karen ran her finger along her swollen slit again, this time pressing a bit deeper, a bit harder.
I couldn't stand watching her any longer and therefore got up and pulled her to the bed. Karen ran her fingers lightly over the head of my cock, spreading the droplet of pre-cum that had oozed out over my whole glans. I couldn't believe how good such a simple action felt. After tugging on Karen's nipples for a minute, I moved my hands down to her dripping nether regions. After pressing the tip of my finger against her clit, I moved it further back and applied pressure to the length of her slit. Karen shuddered a bit, but moved away from my finger. At first, I didn't know why, but her motive soon became apparent.
Karen traced the fingertips of both hands down my chest and stomach, leaning low enough that her nipples brushed a double line as well. When she reached my navel, my dick slipped in etween her breasts and bumped along her sternum. I left a slippery line of pre-cum along her sternum to match the earlier, now dried line running over both of her breasts.
I was reveling in the sights and sounds of Karen's actions when she began intensifying them. Gently at first, but with gaining strength, Karen jacked my dick with both hands. After doing this for a while and thoroughly coating the head of my dick with my pre-cum, she leaned down and blow a hot, wet breath along the length of my cock, ending by tickling the hair on my balls. When she gently squeezed my balls, my cock jumped involuntarily.
Karen smiled to see what she was doing to me, and took just the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the opening at the tip of my cock and tasting the pre-cum there. As she swirled her tongue around the rest of my cock head and trilled around the sensitive ridge, my cock jumped again and my hips involuntarily flexed slightly.Karen then took the length of my cock into her warm, wet mouth. I could tell already that she was good at giving head.
As I looked down past her blond-crowned head, I could see from movement of her hips rusts into Karen's mouth, I told her I was getting ready to come. Karen responded by squeezing my balls and, if possible, taking me further into her mouth, sucking even harder, and trilling her tongue in still more delightful convolutions.
I had both hands on her head, running through her blond hair, helping me actively thrust against her mouth. I was getting closer and closer to the edge; I could feel my balls pulling in to my body in anticipation of what wasn't far away.
Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran her tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my glans. I thrust spasmodically against her mouth and held her head tightly as I started spurting down her throat. Karen didn't even try to move away; she just kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and draining the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my balls. After I had collapsed back against the bed and was idly caressing Karen's hair, she let my softening cock slip out of her mouth and moved up to kiss me.
As I found out, Karen hadn't swallowed all of my load; I tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined. No woman had ever given me a blowjob even approaching hers; further, no woman had ever kissed me with my sperm still in her mouth. I was determined to give Karen as massive an orgasm as I'd had.
So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen over on her back. Though I was pretty certain Karen was already highly aroused ;) I couldn't possibly skip over her lovely breasts. I kissed her lips as my hands ran circles around her globes. As I traced the tip of my tongue down her throat to a collarbone, I started to squeeze each _very_ erect nipple between my fingers. Then I ran my tongue along her collarbone out to her shoulder and back. Once I reached her sternum again, I traced along her sternum with my tongue and continued down the underside Karen's left breast. I could feel her shiver in anticipation and could certainly see her arousal in her tightly erect nipples.
Unable to resist those nipples, I spiralled the tip of my tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough circles around her nipple, enticing the nipple to new heights. Karen pressed my head roughly against her breasts and gasped. I started licking the other breast and then alternated, doing my best to drive Karen crazy.
When she began trying to push me downwards between gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close. So, I traced my fingers slowly downwards, just barely touching the skin. Similarly, I had my tongue arc in lazy parabolas down to her navel, down to her downy, blond pubic thatch.
Karen's hips began to arch to meet my tongue and fingers; as she forced her hips upwards, I moved my tongue and hands back, prolonging her enjoyment. After arching her back to its fullest, she collapsed back on the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers were slowly massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion that turned me on even more.
I ran my fingers around the edges of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally ran them along her swollen pussy lips. The light hairs between her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional depending drop of her nectar. As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen's legs spread wider, giving me better access.
When her legs were spread almost as far as they would go, I spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her wetness. I could see the hard nubbin her clit made and blew against that until it popped free of its sheath. As I blew each time, Karen's stomach muscles would contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and unpucker also. When her clit popped free, I slowly ran a finger around her pussy, applying light pressure at first, but increasing the pressure gradually. When the finger was wet ound her ass cheeks as I probed a finger far into her warm, wet pussy.
As Karen's moans began to intensify, I traced my tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen's engorged pussy lips. She jerked upright and pressed my head against herself, clearly enjoying the sensations. I was too; Karen's juices were sweet and copious. I sucked on each lip, drawing it out and letting it relax back, eliciting moans and shudders.
By now, Karen's hips were rocking back and forth, gradually picking up speed. When I fastened my lips to Karen's clit and hummed, her moans turned to a crescendoing yelp, and subsided gradually. I could feel her approaching orgasm and started moving two fingers inside of her in addition to my tongue on her clit.
Karen began pressing her hands down on my head, forcing more pressure on her sensitive nerve endings. As my fingers moved back and forth, probing up the third knuckle, her pussy made sucking noises. Karen began moaning even louder and bucking her hips against my face.
I lubricated a finger with Karen's juices and pressed it slowly against her asshole. As the finger circled her rim and gradually moved inwards and I drove my tongue all the way up her pussy, the sensations abruptly became too much for her. Every muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed tightly around my head) and she began to quiver spasmodically, still bucking wildly against my face.
As she orgasmed, I continued to tongue-lash her, extending her throes of pleasure. Finally, after gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands, Karen's muscles relaxed and her breathing started to slow. I moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply, sharing with her the pussy juice I still held in my mouth.
My cock was again jutting out from my body, a detail Karen soon noticed. She told me to lay on my back and began rubbing her hands between her legs and transferring the moisture to her breasts and especially her cleavage. I helped her out by licking between her breasts and on each nipple.
By the time she lowered her breasts around my cock, the nipples were standing erect again. Karen began moving slowly back and forth, fucking my cock with her hanging breasts. As she was straddling my leg, I could feel her growing heat as she ground her pussy against it. Soon, she was breathing heavily and I was thrusting into her cleavage and groaning a bit myself.
When Karen positioned herself over my cock and started to guide it in, I asked about protection. Luckily, as I sure didn't want to stop, she had had her tubes tied after her third child. As she lowered herself, the tip of my cock touched her folds. We stopped there and moved in tiny but opposite circles, stimulating each other. Then, Karen slowly settled onto my cock.
I couldn't believe the sensations; her pussy was very tight, though not the tightest I'd been in. Still, though, I could feel her pussy walls contract with the sudden intake of breath accompanying my full penetration. My cock jumped a bit, but subsided as we rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being joined.
Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down and I began to thrust in time with her. Each time, my cock would pull out until the head was barely inside her and then would penetrate its full length. I was groaning and holding onto Karen's hips as she pulled on her nipples.
After doing this for a while, Karen started to get tired. Changing positions was good; I was starting to have a hard time holding back. We moved to classic missionary position. Again, I rubbed my cock head around her opening before thrusting slowly into her. She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped her legs around me unti to prolong the ecstacy. Karen was flushed and breathing heavily; we were both covered with a sheen of sweat. As Karen's legs locked and unlocked around my hips, my ass was bucking with a life of its own, striving to meet Karen's thrusting hips and drive my cock even further into her tightness.
The sounds of our sex were liquid as my cock stretched Karen's pussy lips around its circumference. The familiar tightening in my stomach told me that I couldn't last much longer. Between groans of pleasure as Karen contracted her muscles, I got across to Karen my impending orgasm.
She began bucking even harder against me, trying to bring me to orgasm with her. She was pinching her nipples roughly, pulling them away from her breasts. Karen's pussy had been squeezing against my cock in firm contractions; suddenly it clamped down as her orgasm arrived, accompanied by Karen's wails of pleasure. With the added pressure and a last spasmodic thrust, I began to feel my sperm boiling out of my balls and shooting deep into Karen's pussy.
We were moaning and groaning together as our orgasms further stimulated each other. I had never come as long or as hard in my life. When my cock was finally done pulsating, Karen and I collapsed together and lay there, cooling off.
After a few minutes we rolled apart and I happened to see the clock. It was 4:00!!! My parents and sister would be home in about forty-five minutes and I was halfway through a project that had to be finished by the time they returned. I explained to Karen and kissed her, first on her pussy (tasting my sperm), then on each nipple, and finally ending on her contented mouth. She sucked the last come off my dick and I left with a hard-on, thinking about my fantasy come true.