Victoria Parker: The hottest neighbors

"You damn well better. I'm the best thing that ever happened to you," Anne said. "You better love me. You better eat my… oh, shit! Oh, God… yeah… like that! Oh, Bob!"

He smacked and licked her cunt. He was an eager muff-diver, a greedy, vulgar cunt-licker.

"Son of a bitch! Bastard! Fuck face! Fuck me with your face. Yeah, fuck me with your face. Fuck my cunt with your… oh… oh, shit, Bob!"

Anne ground her hips, rolled her fabulous ass, pushed her pussy into Robert's face. His tongue wiggled up and down her cunt slit, found her clit and tickled it.

"Oh, no! Jesus Christ!" Anne sobbed.

Robert paddled his tongue at her clit. Anne fell into a slow-motion swoon. Her panties fell from her knees to her high heels in a fluffy white pile. She corkscrewed her hips shamelessly at Robert's sucking mouth.

"God, I love that!" Anne howled.

Anne shuddered with delight. She tingled to the tickle of his lewd tongue. Goose bumps crawled up the insides of her thighs. A sweet rapture gripped her.

Robert's tongue nuzzled her pussy, grazed the thick cunt bush, licked and lapped until Anne felt the exquisite sensation of her climax beginning like a low moan, a rumble, then coming on full-blast into a deafening roar.

"You fuck-ass bastard!" she screamed. "I'm cumming, God damn it! You're making me… oh… God, Jesus Christ, Bob… it's so good. Eat it! Eat my pussy!"

He did. He was a wild man. Anne watched him in the mirror. The way his head wobbled from side to side, his mouth pasted to her pussy, his tongue twiddling her clit sent her deep into a tunnel of blinding ecstasy.

"Oh, my God!" she cried.

She shivered and fell forward, grasping his shoulders to catch her balance. And all the time she watched herself climax to his lewd cunt-eating in the mirror.

"This is fantastic!" she yelled. "So God darn good! Baby… baby… that was wonderful."

Robert stood up. He took Anne in his arms and kissed her. They stood glued together, man and wife in front of the mirror. Anne could feel his rising cock against her belly. Bob managed to pull her big round tits out of the bra, set them up over the top nd fondle them, then he leaned down and sucked a nipple eagerly into his mouth.

Anne had an elegant set of tits. So round and big, but pointed beautifully, and Robert nipped them lovingly, hooked his lips around the hard nipples.

"Suck 'em," Anne whispered.

He plunged one hand into the softness of her ass and fucked a finger up Anne's asshole. He fucked another finger into her cunt.

"Jesus!" Anne hissed.

Robert slobbered on her magnificent tits. His finger fucked her pussy. Anne dipped her hand between them and found her husband's cock stiff as stone again. She clutched his prick and squeezed her fingers around it, pressed down firmly, then moved her hand in and out over handed on the long cockshaft. The wet cockhead slipped against her palm.

"I need you to stuff this cock in me," Anne begged.

Robert lifted his lips off her tits. They stood sideways to the mirror. He looked at the reflection – Anne holding his cock, his finger in her pussy. He saw Anne set her legs apart and thrust out her hips. He watched himself hump down and level his prick at her pussy.

Anne's mouth hung open. She caught Robert's gaze in the mirror. He realized at that moment just what a beautiful woman his wife was, just how appealing she was.

"Darling," he mumbled.

Anne brought the thick head of his cock to the lips of her pussy. She shivered at the burning touch, then fucked his prick inside her slushy cunt.

"Ooooo, Jesus!" she breathed hotly.

"Honey," Robert whispered.

"God, it feels good. It always feels so good," Anne puffed, her words hissing out as if on a jet of steam.

Bob humped down a bit farther so they connected perfectly, and then as they both watched in the mirror he fucked his prick back and forth, fucking in and out of her cunt.

Anne's eyes dipped down to watch the action between them. She loved the slick click of the hot prick as it fucked in and out. She liked the way his cock plugged her. Then she returned her stare to the mirror and watched from that angle.

"Looks so good," she gasped.

"You bet," Bob answered.

"Fuck me… come an fuck me!" Anne huffed.

Bob pumped his prick to her. Anne rolled her fine hips, her gorgeous ass, met her husband's steaming fuck-strokes, bumped and pumped back.

"Fuck me, baby," she whispered. She took him deeper, pushed her cunt out and took that big cock. "Shit! You're fuckin' me again!"

"Yes, yes, darling."

Anne threw her arms around his neck and plastered a hot kiss on Robert's mouth. They kissed and fucked. She broke from the kiss gasping, looking again in the mirror at the beautiful way his prick plunged in and out of her pussy. "Fuck me," she panted.

"Anything you like better than a fuck, Anne?" Robert asked.

"Yeah," she gulped. "Two of 'em!"

"Oh, you sweet bitch!"

"Fuck me, you bastard!"

Bob fucked wildly, fucking his prick deep into her cunt.

His cock was huge inside Anne. She absolutely loved it in her pussy, burning in there, squirting, fucking.

"Fuck my pussy," she sobbed.

Bob had one hand on her hip. He moved the other behind her and shoved a finger up her ass. She managed to get a hand around behind Robert and hooked her finger up his ass and fucked it in.

"Fuck my asshole with your finger, Bob," she commanded. "Fuck my cunt with your prick. Fuck me!"

They watched their fucking in the mirror. Fingers up the shithole, Robert's cock stuffed lewdly in Anne's pussy. It was a divine image. Anne quivered uncontrollably. A sweet ripple of simmering delight overwhelmed her.

"I'm cumming!" she shouted.

"Get it, honey!" Bob yelled.

"Fuck me!"

His cock heaved and spilled a flood of cock cream into Anne's cunt. A wave of jizz sprayed inside her pussy. Juicy cum spit from the big cockhead.

"Oh, God damn!" Anne moaned.

"Darling!" Robert howled.

The climax ripped through Anne. A wild breathtaking rapture consumed her. Her body stiffened.

Robert fucked faster. His cock thumped her cunt. It was thick, fat, huge. His cock throbbed in her pussy as it poured out its seething load of cum.

She fingered his asshole in time with his finger which plugged her shitter. She howled in delight, threw her head back and screamed.

"God damn! Oh, God damn!" she gasped. "Anne, darling," Bob muttered. The two fuckers fell against the sink gasping, panting holding onto each other for balance.

"I truly love to fuck. I truly do," Anne whispered.

Robert went to work at the advertising agency where he held a middle-management position, and Anne decided to get some sun out in the back yard.

She had been married to Robert only a year, and she liked the role of wife, taking care of the house, having her days free. She slipped into a white two-piece bikini and fixed an iced tea. She took a towel and a novel and went out to the yard. She arranged the lawn chair to face the sun and reclined on it.

Anne looked scrumptious as she lay back and took the sun. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the hot rays. Then she remembered to spread some tanning lotion on her body, she reached for it, and as she did she spied the neighbor boy next door in the window on the second level of the house. He was peeking down at her. She pretended not to notice him, took the lotion and squeezed some in her hand and applied it along her legs.

Anne peered through her sunglasses at the window next door. It was Jimmy Lewis, the teenaged son of Mr. and Mrs. Gray Lewis. Gray and Marilyn had just moved to the subdivision, and though Anne had met them briefly, they were not friends. Gray was in his mid-thirties, as was Marilyn. Gray was a muscular, good-looking man with shiny black hair, and Marilyn was a blonde beauty, with long hair that licked her shoulders, a round angular face, and pouting lips.