My Forbidden Affair with the Neighbor
As soon as I walked into the bedroom, Debby’s eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a desire that left me breathless. I could feel the energy between us crackle like electricity, and I knew that this was going to be a night to remember.
“I’ve missed you so much, Andy,” Debby whispered, her voice trembling with emotion as she reached out to grab my hand.
“I’ve missed you too, Debby,” I replied, my voice hoarse with longing as I pulled her close, my lips crashing down onto hers in a passionate kiss.
The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the moment, our bodies straining against each other like two magnets drawn together by an irresistible force.
I felt Debby’s hands roam over my body, her fingers tracing the contours of my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I responded by deepening our kiss, my tongue tangling with hers in a sensual dance that left me panting.
Debby’s lips were like velvet, soft and smooth, and I couldn’t get enough of them. I kissed down her neck, my mouth tracing the curve of her shoulder, and she moaned in response, her body arching up to meet mine.
I moved lower, my lips brushing against her breasts, and Debby’s nipples hardened in response, poking against my chest like two tiny buds. I suckled one, then the other, Debby’s hands grasping at my hair, her body writhing in pleasure.
As I kissed my way down her stomach, pausing at her bellybutton, Debby giggled, her laughter like music to my ears. I blew a stream of warm breath into her navel, and she shivered, her body responding to my touch like a flower blooming in the sun.
And then, in a movement that left me breathless, Debby reached down and wrapped her hand around my stiff penis, her fingers closing around it like a vice. I gasped, my body tensing in response, as she began to lick the head, her tongue dancing across it like a flame.
I felt myself getting harder, my body straining against hers, as Debby’s mouth enveloped me, her lips and tongue working together in a sensual rhythm that left me panting. I was on the edge of cumming, my body screaming for release, but I held back, determined to savor this moment, this feeling of being lost in Debby’s arms.
And then, in a movement that left me breathless, Debby’s head began to rise and fall, her mouth working me like a piston, her body responding to my touch like a symphony conducted by a maestro. I was lost, completely and utterly lost, in the moment, my body straining against hers, as we danced together, our bodies moving in perfect sync.
Cindy’s eyes darted towards me, then back to the floor, as she took a seat on the bed, about three feet away. I waited patiently, observing her, as she processed her thoughts.
“I was just coming over for a birthday sleepover,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “When Debby told me what she had planned, I was surprised, scared, and nervous. I have never done anything sexual, except alone by myself.”
“You don’t know anything about me,” I said gently. “Would it be alright if I told you about myself?”
Cindy nodded, and I began to talk. “My name is Andy. I’m the oldest of four kids, two sisters and one brother. I live a block over and a block south from Debby’s. Debby and I were in the first and second grade together, then she moved away. Peggy, Sandy, and I were in the same elementary school class through the sixth grade. We were also in the same Junior High. When Debby came back, we were all in the same High School.”
Cindy listened intently, then shared a little about herself. “I’m Debby’s cousin. Her mother and my mother are sisters. I’m an only child, like Deb. My parents got divorced about five years ago. I live over in the next city. Deb and I have been very close. I’m about nine months younger than her. I visited her in Chicago several times. I look up to Deb and trust her judgement.”
Cindy’s eyes met mine, and I could see the tension in her body begin to dissipate. She started to smile, and her shoulders relaxed.
“May I sit closer to you?” she asked, her voice a little stronger now.
“Of course,” I replied, making room for her to move closer. As she did, our legs touched, and I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. I looked up at her, and our eyes met, a connection forming between us.
Cindy’s eyes sparkled as she gazed up at me, her face inches from my own. “Please put your arm around me,” she requested, her voice barely above a whisper.
I wrapped my arm around her, feeling a sense of nostalgia wash over me as I thought of Debby.
“I’m sorry I walked in on you in the bathroom,” Cindy said, her voice still soft. “Sorry I stared. I had never seen a penis before, except in pictures.”
“That’s okay,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Cindy was quiet for a moment, and I could sense her building up the courage to ask her next question.
“Ah, do…do you think I could see your penis again?” she stammered.
I stood up and took off my pants and underwear, feeling a sense of anticipation.
“May…may I touch it?” she asked, her hand hovering above my penis.
“Sure, go ahead,” I replied, trying to sound casual.
Cindy’s fingers tentatively touched my penis, and she pulled them back, her eyes wide with wonder.
“It is soft and kind of spongy,” she said, her voice full of curiosity. “How does it get hard?”
“It will get hard if it gets stimulated by contact or I see something that arouses me,” I explained, trying to sound matter-of-fact.
Cindy continued to explore my penis with her fingertips, and I could feel the blood flow starting to concentrate there.
“Mmmm,” I murmured, trying to encourage her.
“Does…does that feel good?” she asked, her eyes locked on mine.
“Yes it does,” I replied, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
Cindy’s hand continued to caress my penis, and I could feel myself starting to get harder.
“May I wrap my fingers around it?” she asked, her voice full of curiosity.
“Sure,” I replied, feeling a sense of anticipation.
Cindy grasped my penis, and started pumping up and down its length, her hand moving slowly and deliberately.
“That really feels great,” I told her, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
“What would you have to see to get aroused?” she asked, her eyes locked on mine.
“I do not want to push you to do anything you do not want to do,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
“But the first step would be to take your top off,” I added, trying to sound casual.
Cindy’s hand paused, and she considered my words for a moment.
“Ok, but just looking, no touching,” she said, removing her t-shirt.
I watched as her bra became visible, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of attraction.
“Do you like them?” she asked, her voice full of self-consciousness.
“Yes, I do!” I replied, trying to sound sincere.
“Just look at my penis and then feel my penis,” I added, trying to encourage her.
Cindy looked down, and then squeezed my penis, feeling it grow longer and harder.
“Did I do that?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Yes, you did,” I replied, smiling back at her.
“Should I take my bra off?” she asked, her voice full of curiosity.
“Only if you want to,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Cindy hesitated for a moment, and then reached back to unhook her bra.
As she stood up, I quickly unhooked her bra, and slipped the straps off her shoulders, my fingers caressing her skin as I did so.
“May I caress your back?” I asked, trying to sound gentle.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I ran my fingers across her shoulders, and then down the sides of her neck, feeling her shiver as I touched her skin.
“Ohhh…that feels good,” she said, her voice full of pleasure.
I continued to massage her skin, feeling her relax and let go.
“Are you cold?” I asked, trying to sound concerned.
“No, I just feel a little tingly,” she replied, her voice full of self-consciousness.
As I continued to caress her skin, I could feel her getting more and more relaxed.
“May I wrap my fingers around it?” she asked, her voice full of curiosity.
“Sure,” I replied, feeling a sense of anticipation.
Cindy grasped my penis, and started pumping up and down its length, her hand moving slowly and deliberately.
“That really feels great,” I told her, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
“What would you have to see to get aroused?” she asked, her eyes locked on mine.
“I do not want to push you to do anything you do not want to do,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
“But the first step would be to take your top off,” I added, trying to sound casual.
Cindy’s hand paused, and she considered my words for a moment.
“Ok, but just looking, no touching,” she said, removing her t-shirt.
I watched as her bra became visible, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of attraction.
“Do you like them?” she asked, her voice full of self-consciousness.
“Yes, I do!” I replied, trying to sound sincere.
“Just look at my penis and then feel my penis,” I added, trying to encourage her.
Cindy looked down, and then squeezed my penis, feeling it grow longer and harder.
“Did I do that?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Yes, you did,” I replied, smiling back at her.
“Should I take my bra off?” she asked, her voice full of curiosity.
“Only if you want to,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Cindy hesitated for a moment, and then reached back to unhook her bra.
As she stood up, I quickly unhooked her bra, and slipped the straps off her shoulders, my fingers caressing her skin as I did so.
“May I caress your back?” I asked, trying to sound gentle.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I ran my fingers across her shoulders, and then down the sides of her neck, feeling her shiver as I touched her skin.
“Ohhh…that feels good,” she said, her voice full of pleasure.
I continued to massage her skin, feeling her relax and let go.
“Are you cold?” I asked, trying to sound concerned.
“No, I just feel a little tingly,” she replied, her voice full of self-consciousness.
As I continued to caress her skin, I could feel her getting more and more relaxed.
“I have never felt like this,” she said, her voice full of wonder.
“It feels so hot between my legs. Ah, my panties are getting wet.”
Cindy abruptly stood up, and pulled down her pants and panties, her rear end facing me at eye level.
I reached out and touched her butt cheeks, feeling her shiver as I did so.
“May I touch you there?” I asked, trying to sound gentle.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I ran my fingers between her legs, feeling her wetness and her heat.
“Wow!” she exclaimed, her voice full of surprise.
“What’s that?” I asked, trying to sound curious.
“It’s my clitoris,” she replied, her voice full of wonder.
“May I touch it?” I asked, trying to sound gentle.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I circled around her clitoris with my fingers, feeling her shudder and tremble.
“Wow, that feels amazing,” she said, her voice full of pleasure.
“I think I’m going to cum,” I warned her, feeling myself reaching the point of no return.
“Just sit still,” I said, trying to sound calm.
Cindy continued to move up and down, her body tightening around mine.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, feeling myself explode inside her.
Cindy fell into me, her body relaxing as she came down from her orgasm.
“Wow, that was amazing,” she said, her voice full of wonder.
“Thank you,” I replied, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
Cindy rolled off, and stood up, walking into the bathroom.
“Two minutes,” Peggy’s voice called out.
Cindy turned, and put her arms around me, kissing me.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice full of gratitude.
“I never knew I could feel that way,” she added, her voice full of wonder.
I smiled back at her, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
Cindy walked back into the bedroom, and I cleaned up, finishing putting on my shirt and underwear just as Peggy opened the door.
“30 minutes, Peggy,” Debby’s voice called out.
Peggy stood still for a moment, and then stepped into the room.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked, her voice full of amusement.
“Get your clothes off!” she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.
I quickly removed my shirt and underwear, feeling a sense of anticipation.
Peggy stood in front of me, her bra and underwear still intact.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked, her voice full of amusement.
“Take my underwear off!” she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.
I quickly reached around her, and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
I leaned over, and took one of her nipples into my mouth, feeling her shudder as I did so.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, her voice full of pleasure.
I sucked and licked her nipple, feeling her body relax and let go.
Peggy’s hands reached up, and she pulled my head tighter to her breast, her body shuddering with pleasure.
“Somebody is getting excited,” she moaned, her voice full of amusement.
I looked up at her, and saw her smiling back at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Mmmm,” I murmured, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
Peggy’s hips began to move, her body swaying back and forth as she rode my penis.
“Somebody is getting excited,” she moaned, her voice full of amusement.
I felt myself getting harder, my penis swelling with excitement.
“I’m going to cum,” I warned her, feeling myself reaching the point of no return.
“Just sit still,” I said, trying to sound calm.
Peggy continued to move up and down, her body tightening around mine.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, feeling myself explode inside her.
Peggy fell into me, her body relaxing as she came down from her orgasm.
“Wow, that was amazing,” she said, her voice full of wonder.
“Thank you,” I replied, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me.
Peggy rolled off, and stood up, walking out of the room.
“30 minutes,” Debby’s voice called out.
I smiled back, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
As I continued to thrust into Peggy, I couldn’t help but think that I might have exploded earlier if I hadn’t already cum a few times. But then, on one stroke, the head of my penis rubbed up against her clitoris, sending both of us into a frenzy.
“Ooooo,” Peggy moaned as she jumped, her eyes locked onto mine. “That sure felt good.”
She took my penis in her hand, rubbing it against her clitoris with a variation of motion and pressure that sent shivers down my spine. “What are you waiting for?” she asked, her voice husky with desire. “Don’t you like this?”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I replied, trying to hold back. “It can hurt the first time.”
“Are you worried about my hymen?” Peggy asked, a hint of mischief in her voice. “I lost it about a year ago with the handle of a brush. It hurt for a day or so.”
She started moving her hips again, her tight body squeezing around me. I pushed into her, and she pushed back, our bodies moving in perfect sync. I felt a sense of wonder at the feeling, so different from the others who had orgasmed with me before.
“I’ve been practicing on my hairbrush,” Peggy said, her eyes still closed in concentration. “You are so much bigger than the handle of my brush. It feels so amazing.”
I started moving out, then back in, feeling her vaginal muscles relax and tighten around me. I quickened the pace, and Peggy grunted and moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. I felt my testicles spasm, releasing my seed into her, and she trembled, shaking from head to toe.
We held each other up, gasping for breath, and then I felt a sense of calm wash over me. We went to the bathroom to clean up, and as Peggy wet a small towel, I couldn’t help but notice the way the water seemed to dance across her skin.
She handed the towel to me, and I cleaned her with careful attention, my fingers straying to her clitoris and love hole, making her shiver with delight. She took my hand, and we went back to the bedroom, where she laid down on the bed, her eyes locked onto mine.
“I don’t know how much time is left,” she said, her voice husky. “Why don’t you put your head the other way?”
I flipped around, so my face was in front of her pussy, and she was looking straight at my slightly erect penis. The inevitable knock came at the door.
“10 minutes,” said Debby.
I felt Peggy’s fingertips on the head of my penis, moving lightly around its circumference, then across the tip. It jumped, to Peggy’s delight. She continued moving her finger down the top to the base, and I could feel my body responding to her touch.
“Your hair is very coarse and wiry,” she said, more to herself than anything. I had reached forward and was using my fingertips on her pussy, caressing down the outside of her lips, then back to the top.
Peggy squirmed, and I moved down the crack between her lips, then back up, repeating this several times. I could feel the heat coming from inside her, and I could smell a musky odor as liquid appeared from the crack.
I pushed a finger into her, continuing to move it up and down, and it slid easily with her lubricant. She pushed against my finger, inviting me in deeper. Her fingers continued exploring my rod, rubbing up both sides, then down the underside, sending shivers down my spine.
Peggy moved down to my testicles, exploring and caressing each one in turn, and I felt myself stiffening, bouncing with each heartbeat. I was determined to return the favor, and I pushed my finger deeper into her, finding her love button and teasing it with increasing pressure.
Peggy jumped and bucked, pushing her pelvis into my finger, and I used two fingers to spread her pussy lips, revealing her pink clit. I put my head closer and tickled it with my tongue, and she reacted immediately, pushing up against my tongue.
She moaned in approval, and then I felt her warm breath on the tip of my penis, just before feeling her lips kiss the head. Soon her mouth encircled it, and the warmth was entrancing. Her tongue licked the tip, causing me to go to full size, and she began taking me in deeper.
Her breath came in short puffs, and her muscles stiffened. Her legs squeezed together, causing my head to be forced back from her pussy, and Peggy shook and spasmed, reaching her climax. At the peak again, the knock came at the door.
“Time is almost up,” came Sandy’s voice.
“Give us a second to clean up,” I replied, knowing Peggy was unable to.
“Ok,” came a trio of voices, followed by giggles. I stepped into the bathroom, cleaned up, and then back to the bedroom as Peggy entered. I dressed completely and went out to the main room, where Debby, Sandy, and Cindy were all naked.
Peggy stepped out still naked, and Debby asked, “Who do you think you are? Why do you have your clothes on?”
They surrounded me, pulling and tugging until my clothes were all on the floor. I wondered what was going to happen next.