David Crane - Hot neighborly wife

"Hi, Jimmy," Brenda said, friendly as could be.

Jimmy, flustered, nodded at the girl. He saw that she was staring right at his hard-on and that there was something strangely akin to interest in her eyes. There seemed to be a bit of regret, as well.

It was true. The girl was sorry that she had interrupted Jimmy's jacking off by her involuntary gasp of pleasure. She was disappointed for she had been looking forward to watching him shoot his cum-load. She was normally rather a shy girl, but she felt bold today. After all, it was Jimmy who had been caught abusing himself. Why should she feel embarrassed?

"Don't let me interrupt anything, Jimmy – you can go ahead and finish what you were doing."

He gaped at her in amazement.

"Go ahead," she urged.

"I – well, I can't – with you watching!"

Brenda frowned. She guessed it was a case of the observer affecting the observed, like she'd learned in science class. But she was very disappointed. Then she brightened. Again she reasoned that she had nothing at all, under the circumstances, to be ashamed of.

"It's okay – I was, too," she said.

And she moved out from behind the tree and let the amazed guy see that her skirt was up, her panties down and her hand cupped over her pussy. Jimmy gulped as he gazed at his first naked pussy. His hand gave his prick a pull, automatically.

Brenda moved closer, walking awkwardly with her panties down around, her thighs and her cunt in her hand.

Jimmy couldn't believe it!

Little Dimples Dimbleby, who he'd always thought of as a sort of tomboy, had been rubbing her cunt and watching him jerk off – and wanted to continue! He saw, too, that she was certainly no longer a tomboy. Her plump tits were thrusting out and – he gulped – the hand that was holding her pussy was slippery with cunt juice! The creamy stuff had welled up in her palm and was dripping over the edges of her hand.

Now Jimmy saw that he, like Brenda, had no reason to be embarrassed by a situation that was mutual.

Brenda came over to kneel beside him.

"You can watch me if I can watch you," she said.

Jimmy nodded quickly. She giggled.

"Oh, this is naughty," she said. "So deliciously naughty!"

All the girl's inhibitions had fled now.

She could feel the heat of his prick wafting onto her bare belly, as if it were a flaming torch that he held in his hand. Her cunt, too felt as if it would ignite. She wanted Jimmy to have a real good look at her pussy. She knew that her own caresses would feel a lot nicer, with his eyes adding to the thrill.

Jimmy as not moving, just holding his fucker by the root and staring at the girl.

She tugged her panties all the way down and pulled them from her feet. She sat back, knees raised and legs apart, so that he could look right at her creamy cunt. His gaze seemed to burn into her like a laser. She felt her open cunt slot flood with fuck juice. She thought that she could have an orgasm like that, caressed only by his eyes.

And Jimmy thought her pussy was the most delightful thing that he'd ever seen. Her cunt slit was parted into a wide oval, filled with pussy cream, like a pool in a hairy glen. Her clit was as stiff as a bullet and throbbing.

Brenda pushed her middle finger up her cunt hole. Her cunt sucked on it.

Jimmy whimpered at the sight and the sound of her finger-fucking.

"You, too!" she urged.

The sex-crazed youth gave his prick a slow push-pull, causing the prick knob to flare out on the downstroke. Brenda pushed her finger up. Jimmy stroked his cock. They watched one another in a positive awe.

Do I dare ask? the guy wondered.

He didn't want to frighten her off. He'd rather watch than nothing, but if she were willing.

"Want to jerk me off, Dimples?" he asked. The guy need not have been worried. "What a good idea!" the girl cried enthusiastically.

Encouraged, Jimmy said, "You jerk me off, first, then after I come, I'll finger-fuck you! Okay?"

"Ummm – what fun!"

She was so eager and willing that Jimmy began to wonder if she might be game for more. Why, she might even let him fuck her! She might even given him a blow-job!

But he didn't want to ruin things by pushing her too fast. He figured he would settle for a hand-job, his first time, and see if it might lead to further mutual encounters.

"I've never jerked a guy off before," she said, wide-eyed and eager. "Does that stuff shoot far?"

"Pretty far," he said.

"I don't want to ruin my dress," she said, frowning slightly. Jimmy was terrified that she might change her mind.

"You can point it away from you!"

But Brenda grinned. "No, I've a better idea – I'll take my dress off! That way you can shoot all over my belly and tits, without getting my dress slimy!"

"What a clever girl you are," Jimmy sighed, thankfully.

Brenda unfastened her sun dress and slipped out of t. She took her bra off. Her tits were delightful, Jimmy thought. They looked like succulent fruit just begging to be sucked. She slid closer to him, positioning herself so that his upward-angled cock was aimed right at her pert, stiff-tipped tits. Her face was tilted forwards and down and she kept looking at his cock head, gazing at him over the full slopes of her own bosom. She thought his cock looked like a cannon, ready to fire a volley at her – and she was more than ready to receive fire.

She reached out with her left hand, palm upwards, and cupped his bloated balls, lifting slightly, as if trying to ascertain how heavy a load of spunk they contained.

Jimmy moaned.

She touched the head of his cock with her other hand, running her fingers over the prick tip.

Oh! Cocks feel lovely! she thought. She had tried to imagine what a hard prick might feel like, and she wasn't disappointed. She fingered the cock knob for a few moments, then moved her hand down and enclosed his prick shaft in her fist. She skimmed up and down, lightly, just brushing over his cock at first. Then she tightened her grip and began to pull his cock meat up and down with enthusiasm. She arched her slim back, pushing her tits closer – moving the target towards the gun.

Jimmy began to play with her tits and pull at her stiff nipples as she stroked his cock.

"Ummm – I can't wait for you to shoot," she purred. "I want to feel your cock go off in my hand – and feel all that hot, thick jism splash on my belly and tits, Jimmy."

"It won't be long," he rasped through clenched teeth, as the thrill began to swirl through his belly and balls. His hips moved, humping in and out, fucking his cock through her fist.

Her hand flew up and down impatiently as she urgently tried to milk his cock and balls onto her tits. "Here it comes!" he wailed.

His whole body was vibrating. Brenda felt his balls expand in her cupped left hand, then blow. She felt his prick flare as the cum-load rushed up it. Then the sweet cum was squirting from his cock head as if it were a firehose.

His first heavy geyser of cum landed on her flat stomach and skidded up in foamy sheets, running all around the globes of her tits and seeping into the cleavage between them.

Brenda whimpered with joy and leaned closer, so that his second powerful jet of jism splattered right into her nipples.

His third cum-blast splashed into the hollow of her throat and ran back down to join the previous deluge on her tits.

She kept pumping his prick until she had drained his balls.

"Oh, that was exciting!" she cried happily. "It sure felt good," he agreed. Who would have thought that a hand-job would be so much better, simply because the hand belonged to someone else? He was amazed at how empty his balls were – but he knew, in the potency of his youth, that his balls would soon fill up all over again. By the time he'd finished giving her a hand-job he would be ready to come again, he calculated.