Nick Eastwood - What neighbors will do

"Oooooh – you're doing it to meeeeee!" she moaned. "I'm cominggg – unnnnhhhhh!"

This time Darren didn't come with her. He managed to hold out, stroking his engorged prick in her squeezing, squirting cunt as she rode out her climax. He was red-faced and panting, but he wasn't ready to quit.

When Amy finally went still, he pulled his dripping cock out of her and rolled onto his back. His magnificent boner stood up rigid and thick and drooling. Molly wanted to leap in the window and sit on that tempting pillar of meat.

But of course Amy beat her to it. The little bride wasn't finished yet, either. Gurgling with lust, she straddled her husband and socked her wet slick cunt mouth down around the fat purple head of his cock. She moaned as she slid down the throbbing pole of meat.

"Oooooh, yeah! One more time!" she cried, drenching his cock with an enormous rush of cream.

She slid down his prick till only his balls were showing. Then Darren grasped her tiny waist and started fucking her. He gave it to her hard and fast, just like before. She rode his cock like it was a bucking bronco, her cute tits wobbling crazily.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit! Yessss!" she wailed. "Fuck my brains out! Baby, fuck me till I can't take any more!"

Darren leered up at her and said hoarsely, "Honest to Christ, honey, you're gonna wear me out."

"No way," Amy laughed. "You're too horny for that!"

Then they stopped talking and concentrated on fucking each other into a frenzy. They went at each other faster and faster, moaning and gasping. Molly watched them and rubbed her thighs together, trying to ease the hot ache in her slit.

She could remember nights when she and Dick had fucked like this, even times when Dick laughingly complained that she was going to wear out his cock. But that was a long time ago. She could hardly contain, her lust and envy as she watched the hard-fucking newlyweds.

"Unnnhhhh, baby, I'm almost there!" Amy sobbed.

"You and me both!" Darren groaned.

Her petite body bounced and shuddered as he fucked into her with all the speed and strength at his command. She closed her eyes tight, and her head lolled back as she flew to the very brink of climax. She gasped, moaned, and began to convulse.

"Ahhhhh, honey – yessss! Aaaahhhhh!" she wailed.

"Take my load, baby, take it – aaaagggbhhhh!" he roared.

Again the window opened loudly on the other side of the alley and the old man yelled, "Cut out that racket, you sex fiends!"

Darren and Amy burst into laughter.

"Honey, we've got to get some curtains, first thing tomorrow," Amy sputtered.

"Either that or charge admission," Darren laughed.

He got up to turn out the lights, and Molly ducked back into the alley and continued on her way.

It was late now, almost two o'clock, but Molly didn't feel like going home yet. That would be just as frustrating as what she'd been doing. She'd have to lie next to Dick in bed, aching for his cock and knowing she couldn't have it.

It was frustrating to watch other people make love, too, but at least she got some kicks out of it. She continued down the alleys but found no more chances to spy. All the bedroom windows were dark. Sighing, she decided to return home by the main street.

She hadn't gone far when she passed a lighted living room window. The drapes were drawn, but Molly noticed a crack she could see through. It was pretty risky peeping right there on the street, but she couldn't resist. Besides, there was a hedge she could hide behind.

She slipped behind the hedge and peered through the crack in the drapes. She saw a teenaged boy and girl sitting on the couch watching TV. The room was scattered with toys, but of course the kids had gone to bed long ago.

The window was open just a little, and Molly heard the girl say, "Wow, I'm bushed. Those kids are hellions."

"Don't baby sit for them any more," the teen said.

"Bobby, I need the money," the girl sighed. "I want to go to college next year."

"Karen, can't you find other people to sit for?" Bobby asked with concern.

"I promised to be their regular sitter all summer," Karen said miserably. "Boy, if only I'd known what spoiled brats their kids are."

Bobby slipped his arm around her shoulder and said, "Well, try to forget about it now and have some fun."

"Fun?" Karen said, breaking into a grin. "Oh-oh, I got a feeling you're up to something."

"How'd you guess?" Bobby laughed. Then he kissed her, quickly working his tongue into her mouth. At the same time he cupped one of her nice high tits and squeezed it. Karen gave a muffled squeal and pushed him away.

"Bobby, you cut that out," she scolded. "You're not even supposed to be here. I promised Mr. and Mrs. Green I wouldn't have any bays in the house."

"Fuck 'em," Bobby said hoarsely. "You said they're gonna be gone all night. They'll never know what we do."

"Well, we're not gonna do anything," Karen said, frowning. "I don't know what's gotten into you lately, Bobby. I thought we were just friends."

Bobby groaned. "Sure, we've been friends since sixth grade. It's been nice. But people change. We're not kids any more, Karen."

"And just what do you mean by that?" she asked.

"I mean I'm a man," Bobby said, "and I see you as a woman. And you turn me on."

He kissed her again, holding her so tight this time that she couldn't escape. He probed her mouth with his hot wet tongue, and Karen shivered. He cupped her tit again, molding and squeezing, and the fly of his jeans got suddenly tented.

Molly watched in breathless fascination. Here was a whole new story for her to follow. Would Bobby succeed in seducing his old childhood pal? Karen was squirming, and she finally managed to wrench her face away from his.

"Bobby, I don't know about this," she said breathlessly. "I mean, I always thought of you as just my buddy."

"Try thinking of me another way," he said, cupping both of her tits.

"Bobby," she gasped, "don't!"

But Bobby wasn't about to let go. Flushed with lust and breathing hard, he molded her tits through her t-shirt. Molly could see the girl's tits swelling, as if her body had a will of its own. Her nipples went rigid, poking into Bobby's palms.

"Dammit, Karen, I want you!" he groaned.

Karen slumped back against the couch, looking dizzy and mixed up. Bobby shoved her T-shirt up and uncovered her fully-packed lace bra cups. He reached around her and started fumbling with the catch of her bra. He finally managed to get it open, and he pushed her bra up and ogled her naked tits.

Karen shivered as she felt his hot breath fanning her tender tits. They were orange-size, the little pink nipples rigid with arousal. She was turned on all right, but she still hadn't accepted the change in her relationship with Bobby.

"Bobby," she said hesitantly, "all the time we've been buddies, have you been dating other girls?"

"Sure," he said. "I tried to score a few times. But you were dating other guys."

"Of course," Karen said. "Everybody dates. So did you, uh, scare with those girls?"

"Nope," he sighed. "Did you make out with those guys?"

"Nope," she smiled. "I didn't want to. Somehow they weren't the ones I wanted to do it with."

"You're still a virgin?" Bobby asked.

"Yes," Karen said, blushing.

"Jesus," he said, "so am I. We're gonna go to college as virgins. Nobody does that any more."

Karen was getting more breathless and flushed as he played with her tits.

"You're right," she said hoarsely, "nobody in college is a virgin. We're really old-fashioned."

"Then maybe we can do each other a favor," Bobby said.

The two kids stared at each other for a long moment, Bobby's hot hands clamped around Karen's swollen throbbing tits. Molly watched them and hoped they'd go for it. These two old buddies ought to give their cherries to each other, not to strangers.