Jane Fox - Naughty, naked neighbors

Nita Swenson gave one last swipe at the inside of the kitchen cabinet and leaned back against the table. Allen was still in the living room, finishing unpacking the books from the orange crates. Moving was a real drag and Nita was glad that they were almost finished. She could use a shower and a good meal.

Nita pulled the kerchief off her hair. The auburn ringlets were plastered to her head so tightly that she didn't think she'd ever get her hair clean. She unbuttoned the jean shirt she was wearing and tossed it in the new washer. Her jeans were added to the load and then her lacy white panties.

Nita walked to the living room, her full titties bouncing freely. She stood in the doorway and called to Allen.

"I'm going to take a shower, honey. I'm just beat from unpacking the kitchen stuff. Why don't you run down and pick up some hamburgers for dinner?"

Allen looked up and his mouth opened in surprise. Then a pleased grin appeared on his face. He never could resist the sight of Nita without any clothes on. Her titties jutted straight out like rocks the nipples shiny red marbles. Her pussy was just as beautiful as her titties, a soft, red powder puff of hair hiding the pink wetness inside.

"I think I'll take a shower too," Allen suggested, grinning wickedly. "Maybe we'll feel more like doing something once we get all nice and clean."

Nita giggled and her eyes twinkled. "If I take a shower with you, we'll never get out of there," she complained. "You know what happens every time we get in the shower together."

Allen grinned. "Exactly what I had in mind," he answered, starting to move toward her.

Nita squealed. She turned to flee but she made sure that she didn't move too fast. She really wanted Allen to catch her. She hadn't exactly been thinking about fucking, but now that the subject had come up, she wasn't going to miss out on it for the world. Fucking with Allen was always fun. She didn't care if she was so tired she could hardly move, the moment he touched her responsive cunt with his cock, new energy flowed through her body. Nita liked to fuck any time, any place. The shower was the most fun. Soap made everything slippery and fun. She felt a quiver of excitement flood her pussy as Allen's arms captured her and he kicked the bathroom door shut with his foot.

Nita adjusted the temperature of the water as Allen got out of his clothes. She was waiting in the shower with a bar of soap in her hand when Allen stepped in.

"I get to wash you first," she giggled, pushing him under the spray of hot water. "If you start in soaping me we'll never get done."

Allen let the hot water splash over his body gratefully. His muscles were sore from lifting boxes all day. Their new apartment was nice, though, and it made up for his aching muscles. Even the water pressure was better than it had been in the old house they rented in Los Angeles.

"I wonder who our neighbors are?" Nita said, soaping her hands. "I hope we're not being too noisy for them."

"There weren't any other cars in the carports the last time I looked," Allen remarked. "I don't think we have to worry about our neighbors. It doesn't sound like anyone's home yet."

Nita nodded. They would have to be careful not to disturb their neighbors. The building was a four plex and she and Allen were used to having a whole house to themselves. They'd have to remember not to squeal or tear around at night like they were used to doing.

"Mmmmmm, feels good!" Allen moaned as Nita's soapy hands started to rub over his shoulders. He thought about what they usually did in the shower and his cock hardened until it pointed right out at the stream of water. He waited until Nita had soaped his back thoroughly and then he turned around and pointed to his stiff prick.

"Look what came up," he chuckled. "Something's come between us."

Nita giggled. "Oh, I'll take care of that too," she murmured.

She reached out with her soapy hands and grasped Allen's hard prick in her fingers. Her hands were so slippery that it jerked away. The harder she tried to grab it, the more slippery it became.

"This is never going to work," Allen laughed. "Let me rinse it off a little. Then I'll soap you. After you're all rinsed off we can play around."

Nita stood perfectly still while Allen soaped his hands. Her pussy felt like it was burning up. She could hardly wait for him to touch her with his slippery soap-coated fingers. That was her favorite part of a shower. She loved to feel Allen's fingers slipping between her legs to cup her steamy pussy.

"I guess I'll just start at the top and work my way down," Allen offered. He made a grab for Nita's titties but they bounced right out of his hands. They were so slippery he just couldn't get a good grip on them.

Nita shivered as Allen's fingers slipped and slid over her titties. Her nipples poked out at his fingers and she felt a burning warmth spread through her pussy. She'd just die if he didn't get down to her pussy soon. She could hardly wait for him to touch her there.

"That's good enough, hon," Nita said. "Do the rest of it now. My titties are all clean."

"I know what you want," Allen kidded her. "You just can't wait for me to wash your pussy. Isn't that right?"

Nita giggled. "You're right," she admitted. "Come on, honey. I'm so horny I'm almost coming already and you haven't even touched it yet."

Allen reached for Nita's long, tanned legs. His fingers slipped between them and brushed over her wet, furry pussy mound. Nita started trembling so hard that she almost fell down. She was really worked up now. She hoped that Allen wouldn't spend too much time on soaping her pussy hair. She wanted him to get right to the slippery pink slit of her cunt.

Allen could tell that Nita was eager. He deliberately took his time, running his fingers all through her light pussy hair until it was squeaky clean, but not touching any other part of her pussy. By the time Allen had washed her pussy hair three times, Nita was ready to climb right up the blue-tiled wall. Her legs were shaking and her face was flushed. It wasn't the heat of the rushing water that was making her face pink, though. It was Allen's teasing fingers gliding over her pussy hair but not quite touching the moist pink silt of her pussy.

"Oooooh," Nita begged. "Please, honey. You know what I want. Don't tease me any more. I just can't stand it!"

Allen chuckled. He had teased enough. If he didn't hurry and touch Nita's pussy now her excitement would turn into anger. He didn't want to carry her frustration that far. Enough was enough and Nita was ready for a treat.

"Is this what you want?" Allen asked, spreading out the lips of her pussy with one hand and slipping his soapy finger right up her moist pussy groove.

"Ahhhhh!" Nita moaned. She gave Allen a blinding smile. "Yes," she answered, beginning to sigh in passion. "That's exactly what I want and I want lots of it this time."

Allen ran his finger around in Nita's sweltering pussy until he found the hard little button of her clitty. Then he let her pussy lips snap shut again with his finger inside. He had something else he could do with his free hand now – something that Nita really loved.

Allen's hand moved up the silky softness of Nita's curvy body. He pinched his fingers around the rosy bud of her nipple and squeezed, rolling it between his fingers. A rush of steamy pussy cream coated his hand. Having her nipples squeezed always turned Nita on. She was so hot that Allen was afraid that he would make her come too soon.

Nita sighed with pleasure as Allen's fingers plucked at her nipples. Her hand found his hard, throbbing prick and she began to massage it, running her fingers lightly up and down the velvet stalk. She could feel how hard and big it was getting. Allen's cock was swelling up so big that she could hardly get her fingers around it.