Donna Allen: Back door neighbours

He kissed her ear, pulling his cock out to his knob and then slowly sliding it in again. She felt his breath coming hot against her cheek, and then suddenly he was pounding into her with a strong thrusting that drove her wild.

She felt it, felt him come as he shot his load inside her pussy. A great shudder went through her as she felt his hot jism in her cunt. Lovely spunk, she thought. Lovely hot spunk and it wasn't Ben's.

Charlie stayed inside her, his cock softening gradually, getting shorter and thinner and then finally slipping out of her gaping cunthole. His hand found her clit and he started rubbing it. In a minute he had her coming again, crying out as she came, her legs trembling as the spasms hit her pussy.

"I'll fuck you again," he said.

She giggled. "You're kidding."

"No, I'm not kidding. I'm getting hard again. Would you like it doggie-style?"

"Mmmm, I'd love that!"

Cindy was sitting beside Jim Hansen in Jim's car. She'd agreed to drive with him out of the neighborhood to get away from everyone. Now he had the car parked in a lovers lane and he turned to the blonde teenager and smiled at her.

"You'd better not tell anyone about this." Cindy giggled. "Your wife knows."

"That's different."

"I don't think my folks care one way or the other."

He kissed her. Her lips were wet, and as he pressed down they parted and Cindy made a little noise in her throat. She opened her mouth wider. Her left hand was hooked over his shoulder, and now she curled the fingers of her right hand around his neck as she began to kiss him with more passion.

Jim was going wild, delighted by the feel of the teenager's young body under his hands. He pushed his tongue between her lips, his hands roaming up and down her back.

He could smell something now, and it took him a moment to realize what it was. A rush went through him as he realized the car was filled with the lusty aroma of teenage pussy.

His cock was pushing at his pants. He wanted more of this lovely little teenage sexpot. He slid both hands down her back, his fingers trailing over the bumps in her spine. His hands moved over the swell of her asscheeks, cupping her skirt against her warm ass, then dipping under the cotton material. He felt the sudden warmth of flesh-heated nylon against his palms. He kissed her throat and Cindy raised her chin to ask for more. He moved his hands around in circles, massaging her firm little ass.

Only when he pushed a finger against the damp panty-crotch did she jerk a little. But she quickly curled more passionately against him, her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he rubbed the nylon that covered her cunt bush.

He rubbed and stroked and petted, feeling the wetness in her gash. The nylon crotch of her panties was soppy, slippery with her juices. The smell of young pussy was heavy in the air now. He pushed at the nylon to get her cuntlips exposed, and in a moment she moaned as he started fingering her slit.

"What are you going to do?" she said. "What do you want?"

"I don't know. I want you to fuck me!"

He teased her. "You're too young for that."

"No I'm not! I'm not a virgin!"

He laid her back on the wide front seat and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties. He pulled at the nylon, pulling her panties down to uncover her blonde cunt bush, pulling them down her thighs and off her legs as she giggled at him.

She opened her thighs herself, and when he looked at her crotch he saw the wetness there, the drenching of her young slit, her gash covered, with her foaming cuntjuice.

"Let's get everything off you," he said.

He gently rolled her up by her arms to get the tight-fitting top off. She smiled at him, a knowing smile. "I like you, Mr. Hansen."

"Jim, baby. My name is Jim."

She giggled. "I like you, Jim!"

"You just sit still while I eat you."

"Oh wow, you bet I will!"

A shiver went through the girl's body as she closed her eyes.

Jim ran his mouth over the top of one tit until he felt her nipple against his lips. He opened his mouth wide and sucked as much of the hot tit in as he could. Cindy arched her back and writhed her ass against the seat. She ran her fingers aver the sides of his face as he tongued and sucked her firm tits.

As he sucked each pretty tit in turn, he held her tiny waist with his hands. He felt her body squirm with excitement. He crouched between her thighs now, amused by the way she responded to him. Hotter than an older woman. Cindy lacked the reserve of a woman twice her age.

Both Cindy's tits were wet with his spit now. He moved his mouth down her chest, down over her heaving belly, down around her bellybutton. As he lapped the little hollow of her navel, she pulled her knees up high on each side of his shoulders and groaned.

He raised her ass, bringing her cunt-mound a good six inches off the seat. She pulled her knees all the way back to her tits and spread her thighs. The smell of cunt was thicker than ever now and it made him wild with lust.

He started kissing the insides of her thighs first, licking and sucking the tender flesh near her pussy and down close to her asscheeks. Some cowboy was singing a song on the car radio, a song about love.

Cindy was hot. She started an easy fucking motion with her hips, churning her crotch under his face. Jim watched it a moment, and then he could stand it no longer and he dived in.

He spread her cuntlips apart with his fingers, opened her flooded gash and plunged his whole mouth against her reeking snatch.

A deep wail came out of her throat.

Her back arched again. She began fucking her ass up and down in a frenzy. He reveled in it, his face covered with her cunt-cream. She growled and tossed on the seat, smearing his face with her juices, bucking her ass against his thighs as she moaned and whimpered.

Nothing like eating cunt, he thought. Nothing like a hot wet cunt under a man's mouth.

She hooked one leg over his shoulders to pull his mouth down against her hot cunt. She strained to reach his head, her fingers tangling in the curls behind his ears.

He fluttered his tongue on her thickening clit, sucking at it and then moving down again to suck at her cunthole. He pushed his tongue at her cunthole, tickled the edges a little, then shoved his tongue as deep as he could inside her pussy.

Her pussy was loaded with cuntjuice. He slurped up the hot cream, scooping it out of her twat with his tongue, rolling it around his mouth before swallowing it down.

Then her clit again. He could feel the tension building in her body now. She was close to coming. He nibbled at her clit, whipped it with his tongue and then used his nose to rub her off.

She went wild, crying out as she came, her body shuddering as she clamped her young thighs around his head to hold his mouth in place.

They fucked after that, a solid fuck with the girl sitting on his lap and bouncing on his cock. He chewed one of her tits as she fucked him. He sucked the girl's sweet nipple and chuckled to himself as he suddenly wondered what her mother was like. He wondered if Helen Miller knew how to bounce on a cock as well as her daughter did.

Jim had an easy smile on his face as he leaned across the table to pat Helen's hand.

"Everyone in the place is looking at you," Jim said.

Helen laughed as she looked around them at the people in the restaurant. "You're just making me self-conscious."

"You're the most attractive woman in the room."

"Jim, you're exaggerating!"

Things were different for Helen now. She'd reached a decision about her marriage. She intended to tell Ben that she wanted a divorce. She had no doubt she was doing the right thing, the sensible thing. Sensible for both of them.

But in the meantime here she was having dinner with Jim Hansen and the both of them knowing what would happen afterwards. She felt like a young girl again, a young girl filled with excitement on a first date. This was the first time for her and Jim and she was relishing every moment of it. She was aware of a dizziness, a pulsing in her throat that wouldn't go away. She knew what it was – she was hungry for sex. She quivered each time her eyes met Jim's across the table. She could see he was just as hungry as she was, just as eager for them to be alone together somewhere.