The Neighbor

As I walked through the door, Ellen greeted me with a warm smile and a tender kiss, the softness of her terry cloth gown and the towel wrapped around her wet hair a testament to her relaxed morning routine. The room was filled with the sweet scent of her perfume, and I couldn’t help but be drawn to her infectious energy.

“Good morning, Mr. Bear,” she whispered, her voice husky with sleep. “Did you go into hibernation?” she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“I was just hard to wake up,” I replied, chuckling, “and then took my sweet time getting out of bed. I grabbed a shower, and here I am!” I grinned, feeling a little more awake with each passing moment.

Ellen laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “I slept like the dead last night, and Jennifer said she tried to wake me up several times. I’m starving, by the way. As in, I’m as hungry as a bear.” She winked, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

We sat down to a delicious breakfast, and I was amazed by Ellen’s culinary skills. She was a talented cook, and I found myself devouring my meal with gusto. Jennifer, too, was enjoying her food, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for this little family of mine.

After breakfast, we chatted and laughed, enjoying each other’s company. The phone rang, and it was one of Jennifer’s friends, inviting her to a birthday party. We made arrangements, and Jennifer ran off to get ready, leaving Ellen and me to our own devices.

“We have the whole afternoon to ourselves,” Ellen said, smiling up at me. “What do you want to do?” Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement.

We decided to head to my house, cook out on the patio by the pool, and maybe even take a swim. I showed her my hot tub, and she raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

After delivering Jennifer to the party, I returned to Ellen’s and found her curled up in bed with the Sunday paper. I joined her, and we spent the next few hours reading and necking, our bodies entwined in a comfortable, intimate dance.

Eventually, I lost interest in the sports section and began to kiss my way down her body, my lips tracing the curves of her neck and shoulders. I pulled her robe open, and my tongue dipped into the warm, wet folds of her pussy.

“Mmm,” she moaned, her body arching into my touch. I loved eating pussy, and this was no exception. The aroma, the taste, the feel of her tender flesh beneath my lips – it was all so intoxicating.

“Oh, yeah,” I muttered, my tongue dancing across her clit. “This is the life.” I felt like I was in paradise, and I never wanted to leave.

Ellen’s body began to tremble, her moans growing louder as she approached her climax. I licked and nibbled, teasing her to the edge, and then finally, she came, her body convulsing in a wave of pleasure.

“Oh, god,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Not again. Please, just a few minutes.” I smiled, feeling a little triumphant, and slid up her body, kissing her parted lips softly.

“Would you like something to drink, baby?” I asked, noticing the sheen of sweat on her skin. She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed, and I silently slipped out of bed to get her some water.

I returned to the bedroom, put the glass to her lips, and let her drink slowly. “Better?” I asked, and she nodded, her eyes opening to gaze up at me.

“Thank you, Doug,” she whispered, her voice full of gratitude. “You’re such a sweet kind man. And I’ve never been made love to by a man like you before.” I smiled, feeling a little pleased with myself, and put the glass on the bedside table.

As we settled in for a peaceful sleep, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. This was what I wanted – a life filled with love, laughter, and intimacy with the people I cared about most.

But little did I know, our peaceful afternoon was about to take a dramatic turn. As I drifted off to sleep, I was startled awake by Ellen’s mouth on my cock, her tongue dancing across my shaft with a skill and precision that left me breathless.

“Oh, yeah,” I muttered, my body arching into her touch. “Suck me, baby. Suck me hard.” She obliged, her mouth enveloping my cock in a warm, wet blanket of sensation.

I felt her finger pressing against my asshole, and I shook all over, my body trembling with a mix of pleasure and surprise. “Oh, fuck,” I groaned, my cock throbbing in her mouth.

Ellen somehow managed to free her head from my death grip and pulled off my cock, looking up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Yeah, baby,” she whispered. “Cum all over my face. Fill my mouth. Give me that cum.”

I did, in a way that left me breathless and stunned. But as I lay there, my cum dripping from her chin, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together – a journey that would take us to places I never thought possible.

As we cuddled together, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. This was what I wanted – a life filled with love, laughter, and intimacy with the people I cared about most.

But little did I know, our peaceful afternoon was about to take a dramatic turn. As I drifted off to sleep, I was startled awake by Ellen’s voice, her words dripping with a sense of urgency and need.

“Doug, I need to tell you something,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Something that could change everything between us.” I looked at her, my heart pounding in my chest, and knew that I was ready to hear whatever she had to say.

“It’s about my family,” she began, her voice trembling with emotion. “We’ve had an ongoing incestuous relationship for many years. My father introduced me to sex when I was 12, and my mother became involved soon thereafter. My brother was involved too.” She paused, her eyes locked on mine, and I felt a sense of shock wash over me.

“I know this is a lot to take in,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I need you to understand. I’m not ashamed of my past, but I am ashamed of how my parents and brother treated me. They used me for their own gratification, and it’s left me with some deep emotional scars.”

I listened, my heart pounding in my chest, as Ellen poured out her story, her words dripping with a sense of pain and vulnerability. I felt a sense of anger and outrage on her behalf, but I also felt a deep sense of love and compassion for this woman who had been through so much.

“I’m not asking you to condone what happened in my family,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I am asking you to understand. I want to be with you, Doug. I want to build a life with you, one that’s free of the pain and trauma of my past.”

I looked at her, my heart pounding in my chest, and knew that I was ready to take on this challenge with her. I knew that it wouldn’t be easy, but I also knew that I wanted to be with her, to support her and love her through the tough times and the good.

“I’ll try,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll try to understand, to support you, to love you through this.” Ellen’s eyes locked on mine, and I saw a sense of hope and longing there, a sense of desperation to be loved and accepted for who she was.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Thank you for trying to understand.” I pulled her into a hug, holding her close as we rocked back and forth, our bodies swaying to the rhythm of our hearts.

And as we held each other, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together – a journey that would take us to places I never thought possible, a journey that would test our love and our commitment to each other, but also a journey that would bring us closer together, in ways I never thought possible.

Just as we were drifting off to sleep, the sound of the front door slamming open and the sound of Jennifer’s rapid footsteps echoed through the hallway, shattering the peace and quiet of our little bubble.

“Mom, mom, guess what!” Jennifer’s voice rang out, her words dripping with excitement and energy. “I met the cutest boy at the party, and he wants to go out!”

“Oh, yeah!” I exclaimed, feeling a sense of pride and joy at my little girl’s excitement. “That’s the coolest!” But as I looked over at Ellen, I saw a sense of concern and unease in her eyes, a sense

Ellen’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s waist, pulling their lips together for a passionate kiss. “Okay, you two, cool it!” I exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear, as I stood up to join them.

“Oh, I love saying that!” Jennifer squealed, her face flushed with excitement, before turning to her mother and repeating the phrase. Ellen chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mirth, and handed Jennifer a nearby cushion.

“Let’s go!” Jennifer exclaimed, her voice barely above a whisper, as she snuggled closer to her mother. Ellen leaned over, kissed Jennifer’s lips, and whispered something in her ear, making her giggle.

We walked over to my backyard, the warm sun beating down on us, and made our way to the pool. Jennifer squealed with delight, shedding her clothes and diving into the water with a splash. Ellen and I exchanged a knowing glance, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and wonder at the prospect of exploring this new relationship with them.

As we stood there, watching Jennifer swim and play, Ellen leaned in close to me and whispered, “What are you thinking about, big boy?” I smiled, feeling my cock start to stir, and replied, “I’m thinking about how this is all going to work out, and where I can get cheap Cialis.” Ellen giggled, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“I was thinking about how it would feel to have your big hard cock in my ass,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, as she reached out and pressed my hand against her sex. “And how hot it would make me get with you fucking my ass like a bitch in heat.” I felt my cock start to harden, and I knew I was in trouble.

As the day went on, our antics became more and more outrageous, with Jennifer at one point winding up naked in my lap, and me sucking her nipples to her very loud delight, while Ellen watched and smiled at me with a glimmer in her eyes.

But as the sun began to set, and Jennifer grew sleepy, I knew it was time to wrap things up. I scooped her up in my arms, and carried her to my bed, where she drifted off to sleep, her tiny body wrapped in the linens bearing my scent.

“Good night, my precious baby girl,” I whispered, kissing her lips softly, as she smiled and whispered back, “nite nite, Daddy…I love you…and thank you for the best day of my life.”

I left the room, feeling a mix of emotions, and returned to Ellen, who was soaking in the hot tub. She looked up at me, concern etched on her face, and asked, “What’s wrong, Papa Bear?” I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs, and replied, “Aww, nothin’. I’m just head over heels in love with a 14-year-old girl, and I have no idea how that happened.”

Ellen smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement, and replied, “Oh, Papa Bear, I think you two are just meant to be…you have something very special with my little girl.” I felt a surge of emotion, and leaned in close to her, my voice barely above a whisper, “I love you, Ellen…and I’m falling deeply in love with Jennifer too…I love both of you more than I have ever loved anything or anyone.”

Ellen’s eyes sparkled with tears, and she leaned in close to me, her lips brushing against mine. “I know, Doug,” she whispered, “and I’m so happy things are working out like they are…I’m almost afraid to go to sleep at night for fear I’ll wake up tomorrow and it will all vanish like a dream.”

“Please tell me it won’t,” I whispered back, feeling my heart ache with emotion. Ellen’s eyes locked onto mine, and she replied, “Not if I have anything to say about it!” and then we were kissing, our hands stroking and caressing each other’s bodies, our tongues dancing together in a passionate, all-consuming kiss.

“I want my desert,” I whispered, turning her around until her back was against my chest, and my cock was nestled in her ass crack. Ellen leaned back, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and whispered, “Doug, I’ve dreamed about doing this with you…and I want it so badly…but you should know, I’ve never had anyone’s cock in my ass before.”

“Baby, I’ll take care of you,” I whispered back, my voice barely above a whisper, as I reached for the lube and applied it to my cock. “I’ll be patient with you, and we’ll go slowly…no rush, we have all the time in the world.”

As we began to make love, I felt a sense of wonder and awe at the beauty and sensuality of the moment. Ellen’s body was a tight, slick tunnel, and I felt myself slipping inside her with ease, her anal passage relaxing around me as I began to pump her slowly.

“You like having Daddy’s cock in your ass, baby?” I growled, slapping her ass and starting to fuck her harder. Ellen wailed, her body bucking against mine, and replied, “Ooooooh, Daddy, I love your fat cock in my ass…so fucking big…fuck your slut, Daddy…fill my tight ass with your hot sweet cum!”

In a moment of unbridled passion, I virtually screamed at Ellen, “Cum for your Daddy slut….cum now!” My words hung in the air, and then she was shrieking her release as I pounded her ass, getting closer and closer to the edge.

“There, my sweet baby….that’s what it feels like to have Daddy’s cum in your ass and have him ass-fuck you like his little slut!” I whispered, my voice heavy with desire.

Ellen’s legs buckled, and she collapsed, passing out. I followed suit, collapsing on top of her, moaning as I felt my cum leaking from her ass and running down my nut sack.

Eventually, I worked my spent cock out of her gapped open ass, and watched as my cum poured out of it and into the hot tub.

I carefully roused Ellen from her stupor, got her out of the hot tub, and wrapped her in a heavy towel, kissing her softly. “Just relax, baby,” I whispered. “I’ll be right back.”

I went into the house, ran a tub of warm soapy water in my whirlpool bath tub, and quickly returned to Ellen, carrying her into the bathroom.

Ellen gazed up at me with half-hooded eyes, her voice barely above a whisper, “That was wonderful, Daddy….I love being your fuck toy.”

I leaned over, kissed her, telling her how proud I was of my baby girl. “You’re the perfect little slut, Ellen,” I whispered, my voice filled with adoration.

Grabbing a sponge, I began washing her body, cleaning her carefully. After her bath, I dried her and took her to my bedroom, laying her on the opposite side of the bed from Jennifer, pulling the covers up over her.

I kissed her lovingly, telling her goodnight, but she had already drifted off to sleep, a faint but contented smile on her lips.

I quietly went back outside, cleaned up a bit, and shut everything down for the night, then took a hot shower, towelled off, and padded down the hallway to my bedroom and my two sleeping beauties.

I didn’t set the alarm, made sure the drapes were fully closed, and carefully climbed into bed between my two girls.

The last thing I remember was thinking how lucky I was, and feeling Ellen move to me, putting her head on my shoulder, and snuggling tight against me.

I didn’t think any of us moved at all that night. I know I didn’t.