Donna Allen: Back door neighbours

"Jim won't be back for a few hours."

"Come on, let's make it!"

"We can stay out here." Charlie snickered. "Sure, whatever you want, doll."

Lauren stepped back from him and reached behind her to the clasp holding her top in place. In a moment, she had the bikini top dropping off her proud tits. Her tits popped out, her nipples erect and tingling.

Charlie grinned at the sight of her tits. "Yeah, let them swing around, baby!"

Lauren watched his face, pleased at the way he responded to her. She slid her hands over her hips and under the waistband of her bikini bottom. Then she pushed the bottom down and stepped out of it.

Charlie's thick cock was fully aroused now, hard and throbbing in his shorts. He dropped a hand to cup the massive bulge between his legs, then he used both hands to push his trunks down to his ankles.

His cock surged upwards, bursting free and swaying over his big balls like a thick baton. His foreskin had slipped back to expose his cherry colored knob. His stiff prick glistened in the sunlight as it quivered in readiness.

"Mmmm, what a lovely prick," Lauren said. She sat down on one of the gliders and opened her legs to his eyes.

Droplets of moisture had gathered in Lauren's cunt bush. Her outer cuntlips were swollen, gaping enough to show the lighter pink cuntflesh inside.

Charlie dropped to his knees in front of her and cupped the cheeks of her ass in his palms.

He burrowed his head between her slightly spread thighs and pulled her cunt close to his face. His tongue came out and he started licking her wet gash.

Lauren moaned, her hands on the back of his head as she pulled his mouth tight against her open cunt. She arched her back as she humped against his face.

His tongue wiggled inside her warm cunthole. She went wild against him, moaning loudly as he sucked and licked her gash. Charlie worked on her drooling pussy, eating her cunt with gusto, sucking up the cunt-honey as fast as it oozed out of her slit. Then his tongue found her clit and he started whipping it in a way that made her crazy.

Lauren twisted her cunt against his mouth as the hot spasms convulsed her pussy.

Charlie held her cunt mashed against his face, his nose rubbing her clit, his tongue and lips sucking at her cunthole as she finished her climax.

"You're the best," Lauren said with a shudder.

"I like the way you pop off."

"Fuck me, Charlie! Fuck me on the ground!" He pulled her down on the grass beside him and in a moment he was on top of her, reaching for his cock and guiding his fat knob inside her gaping cunt.

She moaned as she felt his cock sliding in. Her hands moved over his shoulders and then down to cup his ass. Then she lurched up, sucking his cock inside her cunt, meeting him as he drove forward to bury his prick in her cunt-channel.

His heavy balls slapped against her asscheeks. The hot juice pouring out of her cunt had drenched her asscrack. She moaned, as she churned her ass under him, grinding her cunt against his crotch. Her cuntlips sucked at his sliding prick, her cunt bush tangling with the wiry hair at the base of his thick cock.

Charlie fucked her slowly at first, but then he increased the pace and started slamming her. Lauren loved it. She clawed at him, her legs rocking over his back, a whimper coming out of her throat each time he rammed his cock home inside her sopping cunt.

It wasn't long before he groaned and started coming.

She felt his cock jerk as the jism squirted out. That was all she needed to push her over the top for the second time. She moaned as she made it, crying out as she felt another hot gush of searing fuckjuice in her pussy.

They clung together until his balls were empty, and then they rolled apart and lay there sweating in the hot sun.

On the other side of the fence Cindy trembled, her pussy drenched and aching for attention. Not here, she thought. She pulled away from the fence, grabbed her bike and hurried back to her own house.

Her parents were out. Inside her room, the girl fell down on her bed with her fingers already inside her sopping cunt.

It wasn't long before the Millers became more friendly with the Reeds and the Hansens. Cindy had told Ben about what she'd seen and Ben had hinted to Helen that her suspicions were accurate.

"If they're swinging, I want a piece of it," Ben said.

Helen wasn't so sure. "Ben, we've never done anything like that."

"We'll do it now. I think, it's just what we need."

She wouldn't argue with him. She didn't mind becoming more friendly with the Reeds and the Hansens. They were nice people and certainly attractive. It was fun to have friends who were also neighbors living right down the road.

Ben waited for his chance, and then one day he wandered over to the Reed house when he knew Pat was alone.

"Thought you might have a drink for me," he said.

Pat smiled. They were in the kitchen, and now she wiped her hands and reached for the bottle of Vodka. "Is that all you want?"

Ben chuckled. "I want it all."

"That's what I figured."

He kissed her. She poured Vodka into two glasses and they smiled at each other as they sipped their drinks. Then he kissed her again and this time he put his hands on her tits.

When she pulled away from him, she smiled. "You work fast."

"Come on, Pat, you know you've been asking for it. You ask for it every time we get together."

"I hope I'm not making a mistake about you."

"Try me and find out."

She put her drink down. She opened her blouse and pulled it off. She unsnapped and dropped her bra, letting her big tits spill out. She shook her shoulders, making her tits bounce and wobble and swing. "What about these, tiger?"

Ben grinned. "Oh yeah, that's what I like!" His hand stroked her tits, warming them, stinging her nipples with pinches and an occasional tugging. Instead of protesting, she reached for his shirt to help him get it off. She worked at his pants, unzipping them and pulling them down. She was on her knees as she worked his shorts down, smiling when she saw his hard-on. She tugged at his shorts to stretch it around the stiffness of his cock.

"So far you pass the grade," she said.

"Get the shorts off."

"Well, that's what I'm doing."

When she had his shorts off, she smiled as she gazed at his cock and balls. "Nice, tiger! I like what I see."

Ben shuffled closer as his cock touched her cheeks. Pat turned and kissed his swollen cock. Then she ran her tongue around it, barely touching it, tickling him until she had him quivering with pleasure.

He crouched down now. He sat beside her on the cool floor and bent his mouth to her tits. He grabbed one tit, engulfing as much of it as he could in his mouth, biting her nipple until she moaned in response. Then he released her tit and kissed her lips hard.

"You're rough," she said. "Yeah, and you like it."

She giggled as she lay across his lap. "I won't tell you if I do."

He laughed as he started slapping her body, gently slapping her swaying tits and then down over her hips. He pulled the rest of her clothes off and slapped her ass. She giggled again as he made her skin tingle. He slapped her ass for a minute or two and then he rolled her over on the kitchen floor.

Kneeling astride her, he sat back on her tits and held up her head. She opened her mouth and caught his prick in it. She clamped down with her lips as he slowly eased back. He began a slow fucking of her mouth, sliding his cock in and out of her ovaled lips. She closed her eyes and moaned around his thick cockshaft.

Finally he pulled his cock out of her mouth and he scooted back to fuck her. He jammed her knees up and spread them, opened her dark haired cunt until it was gaping. He rammed in, hitting her cunt dead center with his cock and slamming his prick inside until he had it in up to the hilt.