Nick Eastwood - What neighbors will do

She was coming so hard that the inexperienced kid couldn't keep his lips on target. Molly bucked and writhed, wrenching her squirting clit from his mouth, and he rose to his knees and watched her come. The curvy little housewife climaxed for a full minute.

"Oh, God, I needed that," she sighed at last. "Thanks, Jeff, honey, that was wonderful."

"Molly, I'll do anything to make you feel good," Jeff declared, "anything you want."

"Jeff," she leered, "I'm gonna give you a chance to prove that – right now."

Molly smiled up at the panting teen, thinking how great it was going to be to get laid again. It had been almost three weeks since she and Dick had fucked. She wasn't going to wait any longer.

"Jeff," she said huskily, "would you like to fuck me?"

Jeff's mouth dropped open. He made a growling noise in his throat, but he couldn't speak. Maybe he thought he was dreaming. But at least his cock was ready to respond to Molly's invitation. It stood up stiff and hard and drooling.

She reached out and petted his prick, and he shivered.

"You're not dreaming, Jeff," she laughed. "This is for real. You want to go all the way with me?"

"Oh, shit, yes!" Jeff groaned.

"Then come here, baby," Molly said, holding out her arms.

Jeff threw himself on top of her. She creamed hugely when she felt his hard young body weighing her down. He sank between her thighs and started jabbing his steel-hard cock against the tender flesh of her pussy. But the territory wasn't familiar, and he kept missing his target.

"Aw, fuck," he sighed. "I-I can't find your cunt."

"I'll help," Molly panted, reaching out for his throbbing cock and guiding it.

She plugged the fat hard head of his prick into the juicy pit of her cunt mouth, lodging it about an inch. Then she let go and allowed Jeff to take over. Groaning with excitement, he pushed deep into her slick velvet-lined box.

"Awwwww, Jesus!" he howled.

"Congratulations, Jeff," Molly grinned. "You're not a virgin any more."

But Jeff was in no mood for kidding. He was beyond words. He started hammering his cock into her, their bellies slapping. Molly wept with pleasure and soaked his meat with hot blasts of cunt juice. She'd been craving this sensation for weeks.

"Oh, yeah, baby! Fuck it to me!" she moaned. "Fuck me good and hard, Jeff!"

He didn't really need any urging. Insanely horny, he couldn't be slow, or gentle in his fucking. He rammed his engorged prick to her womb with each lusty thrust, forcing out her sizzling thick cream. Molly wailed with delight.

"Unnnnhhhh, God, at last!" she cried.

She arched her body up against his, taking the full length of his jackhammering cock. She wished the wonderful sensations could go on forever. She wondered how she'd survived so long without fucking. One thing was for sure – she'd never wait this long again. If Dick didn't do his duty, she'd find somebody else.

She lustily worked her starved cunt around the thick hard shaft of Jeff's plowing cock. Her hips jerked to his hard rhythm, and she couldn't stop creaming. She hadn't been this horny in years, not since she and Dick were newlyweds.

"Oooooo, baby! It's so good!" she panted.

"So damned good."

"It sure the hell is," Jeff groaned.

He kept up that steady hard pace. The kid was a regular fucking machine, and Molly loved it. All she'd gotten from Dick the past few months was quickies, but it seemed like Jeff would never wear out. Both he and Molly were gorging themselves on the delicious sensations, wishing the fun would never stop.

Molly ground her swollen clit against the teen's pistoning shaft, getting hot stabs of pleasure. She kept it up till she was almost coming, then sank back, removing her clit from the delicious friction. She wasn't ready to come yet.

Again and again she brought herself right to the brink of orgasm, then pulled back just before she came. Jeff started doing the same thing. He'd fuck her furiously for a minute or so, then stop for a few seconds, till he could control himself. It was a kinky way to fuck, but Molly really got off on it.

"Let's never stop," she whispered. "Let's fuck forever."

"Jesus, that's fine with me," Jeff panted. "I don't ever wanta do anything else but fuck you, Molly."

Molly grinned, even though he couldn't see her face. She was glad she'd made the teen's first fuck something to remember. His face buried against her neck, his ass jerking like crazy, Jeff went on fucking her relentlessly. Molly sobbed in ecstasy.

She really did want to go on forever, but there came a point. When she had to climax or lose her mind. She couldn't hold it back any longer. She rubbed her joy button frantically against Jeff's plunging prick, letting the delicious friction carry her to the edge of release.

"Jeff, honey," she moaned, "I'm gonna come! Keep fucking me real hard, baby, don't let up!"

"You got it!" he panted.

That steady pistoning over her clit was bringing her lust to fever pitch. Molly closed her eyes and bared her teeth in a lusty snarl. She clawed Jeff's shoulders and nibbled his neck. A few seconds later she felt her body explode with ecstasy.

"Unnnhhhhh, baby! You did it to me!" she shrieked. "I'm cominggggg – ohhhhh!"

Her shriek caught the attention of Jeff's father, Tom Parsons, who was just getting out of his car. He walked to the end of the garage and looked out the window to see what was happening. After one quick look, he hurried back to his wife, Louise, who was still unbuckling her seat belt.

"Honey," he said, "you going inside. I have to take care of a few things out here."

He made sure Louise was in the house before he returned to the garage window.

His eyes hadn't deceived him. Their teenage son Jeff was fucking their neighbor, Molly Morgan.

"Jesus," Tom breathed, "the lucky little bastard."

As he watched, Molly was just coming down from a long violent orgasm. Finally she went limp, sighed with bliss, and gave Jeff a long kiss on the mouth. Tom eased the window open a little so he could hear what they were saying.

"Jeff, honey," Molly sighed, "thank you. I needed that so bad."

"Dick's not taking very good care of you, is he?" Jeff asked.

"I'm afraid not," Molly said. "He'd rather watch his damned football games then make love. I was going out of my mind."

Tom almost bellowed with frustration. He and Louise had been friends and neighbors with the Morgans for years, and Tom had secretly had the hots for Molly since the moment he laid eyes on her. Now he learned that she was on the prowl – and he hadn't been there to take advantage of it.

Instead, when she couldn't handle her horniness any longer, she'd turned to Tom's son. Jeff was lying between her eagerly spread legs, his stiff young cock buried deep in her smoking twat. The teen looked like he'd died and gone to heaven. Tom couldn't blame him.

But if circumstances had been just a little different, it might have been Tom lying there with his prick deliciously sheathed in Molly's steaming box. He could have kicked himself for missing the chance.

"Shit," he muttered, "damn it all to hell." He and Louise had intended to stay away all weekend, but it was raining at the beach resort they'd gone to, and they'd, decided to come home early. Of course Jeff wasn't expecting them, and obviously Molly wasn't either.

"Mmmmmm, Jeff," she gurgled, "your cock's still hard. That's so nice. I'd like to fuck you all day."

"No reason why you can't," Jeff grinned. "My folks will be gone till tomorrow."

"Great," Molly grinned. "Let's do it another way now."

"Another way?" Jeff exclaimed.

"Honey, there's more than one way to fuck," Molly chuckled.

"Teach me all of them," Jeff begged.

"I'll do my best," the sexy young housewife answered.