Neighbor Terri

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As Tim climbed the stairs to go brush his teeth and get the flavor of cum out of his mouth yet again, he reflected on how he got into this situation. When Terri moved in with the next door neighbor, he noticed those big tits like any other man would. They were huge and bullet shaped, and looked like they belonged on the front bumper of a ’57 Cadillac, full and pointed and jutting out proudly. At 29, she knew how to work her assets too, drawing attention away from her poor complexion and otherwise unremarkable body by wearing scoop necked tops and tight sweaters to highlight those big tits. Over the summer she got into the habit of lying out in the sun in Tommy’s backyard, affording Tim some discreet viewing from his second floor window. Terri would sometimes come over to the fence to chat when Tim worked out in the yard, and over time she started to become quite flirtatious. Although he was flattered, Tim tried to keep his distance. After all, Tom owned the house next door and Tim would still have to be his neighbor after Terri went on down the road. Plus, Tom was known around their small town to be kind of a tough guy, and Tim didn’t want to get on the bad side of a guy who already intimidated him. Although he didn’t know it at the time, the turning point came one day when Tim had just finished cutting the grass, enjoying covert glances at Terri while he worked. He had just entered the house and was starting to peel off his sweaty clothes to shower before going to work at his second shift job, when there was a knock at the door. Refastening his shorts, he answered Terri’s knock. “Hey Tim, I’m sorry to bother you, but my computer’s down and I’m expecting an important email. Could I use yours to check if they sent it yet?” “Um, sure. Come on in,” he said, embarrassed at having almanbahis her seeing him without a shirt. Since turning forty several years ago, he had gotten soft and out of shape, and no longer felt confident about how he looked without clothes. “There’s my laptop. I’m running kind of late to get ready for work, so I’ll just leave you to it and go get my shower, ok?” “Sure thing,” she smiled. “I don’t mean to impose, but this is really an important email, and it won’t take more than a few minutes.” When Tim came downstairs dressed for work, Terri was gone and a post-it note was on his computer saying “Thanks, Terri”. Tim didn’t think anything more about it, and didn’t see her out for the next several days. Then early one morning, everything changed. Tim was just waking up when there was another knock at the door. This time, she was dressed in a bathrobe, and looking like she had just climbed out of bed, with her hair mussed up and no makeup on. “We’re all out of coffee. Can you hook me up?” she asked. “I am absolutely useless until after my second cup.” “Yeah, come on in. I just put the pot on, so it should be ready in a couple of minutes,” he replied, grateful that he had pulled on a robe that morning, instead of the silk boxers he sometimes lounged around in. They both sat at the bar in the kitchen quietly until the morning brew was ready. They seemed content to just sit and sip their coffee through the first cup, then began to chat a bit. Finally Terri said, “I have a confession to make.” Tim looked at her in surprise. “My computer wasn’t broken the other day when I came over. I really just wanted to get a look at the history on yours.” Tim was dumbfounded. “I…I don’t understand.” “I saw you trying to check me out while you mowed your lawn without being obvious, and it was almanbahis yeni giriş very flattering. I’ve also seen you peeking at me from your second floor windows. I wanted to see what else you look at.” “Listen, I’m really sorry,” he stammered. “I wasn’t trying to be a perv or anything…” Leaning forward to touch his lips with a finger to shush him, Terri smiled. “It’s ok. You are a perv, but I think this is a situation we can work with.” Her robe fell open as she leaned back in her barstool, revealing that the only thing she wore beneath it was a pair of white cotton panties. Those magnificent tits, not supported by a bra sagged heavily, her brown areolas the size of silver dollars with hard nubs in the center. They had several fresh bruises from where Tom had sucked on them earlier that morning. The panties were a bikini style, and cut low enough to reveal a treasure trail of dark hair leading toward her navel. Further down , they were soaking wet and almost transparent, showing a prominent bush and thick camel toe. Finally, Tim dragged his gaze back up to her face. Terri’s eyes twinkled as she spoke. “Imagine my surprise when I saw how many times you visited Lush in the last couple of weeks. And then,” she paused to lower her voice, “I find out that you read stories all the time about eating pussy. Well it just so happens I really like to have my pussy eaten. You know what a tough macho guy Tom is. He just wants to fuck me and get his rocks off. Sometimes he leaves me hanging, so maybe you can take care of that for me?” “Um, I don’t know if this is such a good idea,” said Tim. “You know he and I have been neighbors for quite a while, and I don’t want there to be any trouble between us.” “I’m glad to hear that. I guess I won’t have to tell him how you’ve been almanbahis giriş perving on me all summer from your window. That is, if you can do what it takes to keep me happy,” she grinned triumphantly. They both knew he would do anything she told him to. With that established, Terri put her right leg up on the bar and hooked her left foot on the seat of the barstool. Letting her legs fall open, her pussy bulged obscenely against the wet gusset of the panties. Her inner thighs glistened in the morning sunlight from the overflow of moisture where they met. “Clean me up, Timmy.” As he sunk to his knees in front of her, Tim felt a curious mix of emotions. Excitement at being coerced into servicing her was tangled with dread of the possible consequences of getting involved in his neighbors’ business. His cock was hard and poking out through the front of his bathrobe as his tongue tentatively began to swab the juices on her thighs and progressing further up to the junction where they met. Although he had tasted his own cum before, he was surprised at the heady flavor of the mix he was tasting, and was soon licking enthusiastically at her thick pussy lips through the panties she still wore. “Oh yeah,” moaned Terri. “Lick that pussy you dirty bastard!” With those words, she reached down and pulled the panties to the side, exposing her thick lips to his thirsty mouth. Tim buried his nose in her dark curls and put his tongue in her wet gash as far as he could reach, causing globs of Tom’s cum to start pouring out of her. By now he was totally into what he was doing and began to suck vigorously at Terri’s cunt, drawing out all the thick creamy semen that had been deposited in her less than hour before. His stomach was getting full from all the sex juices he was swallowing, and he wondered how long Tom had been building up that load. “Fuck yes! You’re a cum hungry slut aren’t you, you filthy fucker! You just keep sucking that cum out of my pussy!” she screamed as she came and began to gush even more liquids into Tim’s mouth.

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