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By Anonymous PIXNIX Author

I lay awake in bed, trying to go back to sleep. I heard my neighbor trying to start her car. I pulled the pillow over my face and pressed it against my ears. Suddenly, I sat up in bed. I was wasting a perfectly good opportunity to meet my new neighbor. I had seen her a few times on the way to work, and this would be an excellent time to see what she was like.
It was Saturday morning, about nine-thirty, way the hell to early to get up on a weekend. I grumbled to myself as I threw on my robe. I went out my back door and found her in her car, sitting there, looking forlorn.
"What's up?" I asked.
"My damned car," she said. Her voice was deep and soft, and she was dressed to kill, as usual.
"Well, what's wrong with it?"
She looked at me and smiled, showing rows of even, white teeth. "If I knew that, I wouldn't be sitting here, silly."
She got out of the car and lifted the hood, bending over, giving me a really great view of her thighs, all the way up to just beneath her ass. I could feel that old, familiar tingling in my cock.
I looked under her hood. I knew absolutely nothing about cars. "I have cables, if you need a jump," I said.
"I think it's the injector," she said.
I raised my eyebrows. Injector, smector, I thought, let me inject this into your hot mouth.
I laughed to myself at my own joke, and she looked at me. "It's not funny, you know. Injectors cost a lot of money to have work done on them."
"I'm sorry. Can I give you a lift? Are you working on a Saturday?"
"Apology accepted, and no, and no."
"Huh?"
"No, you can't give me a lift, unless you want to go grocery shopping. And no, I'm definitely not working on Saturday."
"Oh," I said, sounding very stupid.
She wasn't very pretty, but she knew how to use make-up to her best advantage. There was something indefinable about her, though, something that excited me. It might have been her tight little body.
"Well, if you wait till I get dressed, I'll take you shopping, and we can have your car looked at by a mechanic."
"Why, thank you," she said. "I have auto club, they'll tow the thing for me, though."
I was dressed in just a few minutes while she went back into her house to tidy up. Then, I met her at my front door, and I took her shopping.
I learned that her name was Charlotte, and that she was a computer network supervisor, whatever the hell that was. We shopped, and I actually had a good time, flirting and joking with her.
I helped her with her groceries when we got home, and when I carried the last bag into her house, she asked me if I'd like a beer, or something to drink, or how about breakfast, or brunch?
"Yes, yes, and yes," I said.
"You got me, what a doll," she said.
She was in the kitchen, and I stood there and watched her. She bent over, and I moved closer to her, brushing against her behind. She didn't move away. Instead, she sighed. I brushed against her thighs, feeling her ass cheeks beneath her short skirt. She pressed against me some more, and I ran my hand up her skirt. She was wearing dainty little panties, and I pulled the edge aside as I fondled one of her smooth ass cheeks.
I felt her hand swing around and grab my cock through my pants. She moved around then, and got on her knees in front of me. Wow! What an aggressive lady she was! She undid my pants quickly, letting them fall to my ankles. Then, she pulled my briefs down and grabbed my erect cock, wrapping her delicate fingers around the base of it. I closed my eyes in anticipation as she guided it toward her mouth. Then opening them I watched as she moved her tongue around the head of it, licking it. Oh how marvelous!
She plunged her mouth on my hard dick, taking it to the back of her throat quickly, where she made swallowing movements. She started sucking, and I watched her cheeks cave in and puff outward, seemingly savoring every inch of my cock as it slid in and out of her mouth.
She moved a hand to my balls and one to my ass. Massaging both my balls and ass at the same time, she sucked harder and harder on my cock, and the sensations were just too much for me.
I could feel my muscles begin to involuntarily jerk, and the feeling in the pit of my stomach told me I was going to cum. I exploded inside her mouth, deep in the back of her throat, and she just swallowed and swallowed, as I shot load after hot load of cum into her mouth. She sucked me dry, leaving not one single drop of cum anywhere.
Then, she popped my cock out of her mouth with a loud slurp, and let go of it.
I reached down and pulled her up to me. I kissed her, then moved my mouth slowly down her throat. I lifted her skirt, and my hand touched the only other cock I'd ever touched in my life.
Shocked and amazed, I backed away and looked at her hard, throbbing cock, sticking straight up against the material of the skirt. She had balls, apparently big, shaved balls. I had never seen anything like it in my life.
"What gives?" I asked.
"I do," she said. "I give --head."
I swallowed. Then, I laughed. "That, you do," I said. "And, you're very good at it. I suppose you want me to suck your cock," I said.
She shook her head. "No, not when I'm dressed. That's for when I'm Charles."
I rolled my eyes. "You'll let me know when this in the future, I suppose?"
She laughed. "It's not that way, not that way at all."
I decided that I would let her show me how it was.