Hannah Has Dinner with Her Neighbor

When I worked from home today, I had no idea it would be so satisfying. Here is my hot as fuck neighbor, telling me he listened to me getting busy all day and he's now going to fulfill my dirty desires. I can't imagine what he heard or thinks he heard but I never expected he'd be here with dinner and a down-to-fuck attitude. At least with me. He says he's going to be eating a lot but I haven't eaten more than a few bites of chow mein and a spring roll and I'm certain he meant eating more than dinner. Yes, please!

My flannel has the two center buttons closed but otherwise, I'm naked. I sit criss cross on my sofa while Bennett takes the chair. My stomach is nervously excited so I lean forward and set my food down feigning fullness. "That was good, I'll have to order from there next time. My regular place closed down." I say, stretching my legs out to prop my feet on the coffee table. My skin is so pale, being a redhead, but it's smooth with freckles dotted on it and I've always loved my freckles.

"What is that?" Bennett asks curiously.  

"What?" I reply.

"That," he gets up, hunching over to look at something by me then stops, crouching down. His eye flick up to mine and back down, taking in my shins. "It's a freckle. Freckles. So. Many. Freckles." His hands smooth up my shins to the tops of my thighs. "Where else might you have freckles, Hannah," he asks lowly.

With a chuckle, I grab his hands, "I'm sure they're mapped all over my fair skin, feel like exploring?" How the hell am I flirting? Is it good flirting, not really, it's pretty lame but fuck if I don't want him to explore my uncharted skin and unleash pandora's box.  

His eyes don't leave mine as he rubs the tops of my thighs and back down to my shins, gently pressing my legs open. Sitting on the coffee table, he pushes each leg so they're bent and my feet rest on his knees.  

He kisses across freckle on the inside of my knee, another on top of my other knee and his fingers swirl around my legs and knees as he continues to kiss more freckled places.  

My shirt is still buttoned and the tails of it are just barely covering my bare pussy. I can feel my wetness growing just by the small movements and the thought of maybe flashing him.  

"Touch yourself," Bennett says in a raspy voice.  

"Here?" I smirk as I touch the tip of my nose.

"Cheeky girl. No, not there," he replies, with a sly grin, pressing my legs out so I'm in a loose butterfly yoga pose.  

My shirt still covers me but has ridden up, showing how wet my inner thighs are. I can see his cock pushing against his black athletic pants. Why aren't they gray?!

He leans forward and slides his hands back up my smooth legs, swirling my juices on my inner thigh downward then unbuttons my shirt.

"Touch yourself here, honey," he says slipping his hands slip my shirt open, barely brushing my engorged clit making my empty pussy clench more. He sits back some and looks at me.

"Ah, fuck, shit, mmm," I moan and swear I almost came with his words and that slight touch.

A gravely chuckle slips out and he teases my clit and lips that are also swollen from being so turned on all day. My pussy continues clenching at nothing and getting worked up enough that an orgasm could tear through me without much more than a light graze.

"Touch that beautiful pussy. Swirl those naughty fingers over that clit and sink those fingers deep inside you," he says as he glides his left hand up my leg, grabs my right hand and pulls me forward. Taking my two middle fingers in his mouth, he sucks and swabs them in his saliva, laving his tongue in between and then guiding it down to my pussy. "Those fingers, in that pussy. Now," he commands and I swear I have a tiny orgasm making me whimper a little.  

I take my two fingers and slip them on either side of my clit, pinching it between the juncture of my fingers then continue on through my sopping wet folds, straight into my pussy hole, moaning and spreading my legs even  more.  

Bennett's face has a dark, ravenous expression and he peels his tee shirt over his head with one hand as his other grips his cock.

"Like this?" I ask, my eyes half open, my stomach clenching, while the sound of my fingers slicking through the wet heat of my hot cunt fills the air. I can smell my musk. "Bennett," I say it almost inaudibly as I almost hit my G spot and my palm grazes my clit.

"Yeah, just like that honey, that's so good. Are you going to make yourself come? Are you going to be a good girl and come hard on those fingers?" He asks, slipping his sweats off and holy hell he's commando with a glorious cock.

I've always thought dicks were ugly but fuck if his isn't something I'd print and put on my wall. Veiny and thick, it's about seven inches and I lick my lips, pumping my fingers in and out faster.

"Mmmm, you are a good girl. Are you a dirty girl?" He asks, gripping the base of his cock.

"Sometimes," I tease breathlessly as my left hand joins my right and gathers up my slickness. I swipe it over each nipple, gathering more and more until strings of my pussy juices stretch from my raspberry nipples to my fingers. Still pumping into my pussy, my hips begin to buck as I slurp my left hand fingers into my mouth with a moan.

"Fuck, you are dirty and so sexy, I could blow my load now but I want you to have it, do you want it," Bennett asks as he kneels down and licks my nipples. He lightly bites one and I spasm up, arching my back crying out my orgasm. I've never squirted but the amount of cum beneath me makes me feel like I'm sitting in a puddle. Thoughts of squirting make my pussy tingle again and I pump my fingers again and get a little aftershock that makes me giggle like I'm drunk.

"Mmm, I have wondered for so long if you were a naughty girl," he says, still knelt beside me on the couch. He slips a hand over my stomach and glides it up to my heavy tit, gathering it up in his big hand. He hefts it some and it jiggles in his hand, plump and full. "Goddamn these are perfect, I knew they had to be real but actually holding them," he's almost reverent, "they're spectacular," he says in wonder lowering his face to one to lick my nipple that I covered in my wetness.  

"God, if you taste this good, I'm going to be eating very well for a while." He moves to the other tit, circling the nipple then flicking it with his tongue and I moan.  

"Oh fuck, yes, oh god, fuck yessssss" Bennett is alternating sucking, nibbling and pinching my nipple while flicking and pinching my other. I start to tub my clit in soft circles and begin to feel my pussy spasming, my stomach clenches and that fire burns up my spine like I'm going to be electrocuted.  

"Benn- B-b--Bennett, oh fuck I'm going to come. God, fuck, yes, oh Jeeezus, BENNETT!" I am limp and panting, legs spread open, drenched in my own cum and a light sheen of sweat.

"Oh honey, that was fucking hot, my god," his cock looks about to explode.

"Nipple play is very rewarding," I smile at him, probably looking foolish but I'm flying high on endorphins from my twelfth orgasm today, give or take, (please give).

"So I see. That must be what happened in the shower, fucking sexy as hell," he murmurs. Let's get you cleaned up, then we'll have dessert." 

Did he really hear every indulgence I partook in today?

"I want dessert right now," I tell him, leaning down to his cock, I kiss the head and then lick the tiny slit. He's tastes salty and manly and I want to take him as far in my throat as I can but he stops me with a hiss of pleasure.

"Up we go, honey," he stands and helps me up though I'm a little wobbly.  

Walking behind me, his cock presses into my back, smearing his precum on me. I reach back and grab his cock like I would his hand.  

"Let's see what number we can make with our bodies," I tell him with a coy smile.

Bennett follows me onto the bed laying on top of me, licking between my breasts and up my neck. His cock slaps my stomach and I want him lower but I want to suck his cock first.  

"Are you going to ask for my cock, honey?"

"Please may suck your cock?" I ask him as I toy with my nipples.  

"Such a good girl, I love hearing you ask me. Can I do anything in return?" His finger is toying with my clit in maddening, small circles.

"Please will you eat my pussy? Eat me out so good, please? Please?" I'm gasping at his light touch and spread my legs as wide as I can for him.  

With a growl, he turns us over so I'm laying on top of him.  

"Turn around, and sit on my face," he sounds strained so I do as he says.  

"Fuck, this ass is, holy christ, I'm going to eat like a goddamn king. With that he spreads my cheeks, spits on my asshole and shoves his tongue into my pussy.  

"Fuck, oh shit!!" I yell and grind my hips on his face. I linger there for a second before I lean down and spit on his engorged cock.

Grinding into his mouth, I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, lick the underside and wrap my hand around the base, squeezing and twisting alternately.

Bennett moans into my pussy, vibrating my skin making me moan on his cock. I can feel it pulsing so I lick up from his balls to the tip and engulf him, slobbering all the way down and hollowing my cheeks with my suction on the way up. After five minutes of good sucks, twists and swirling his cock head, Bennett groans and I know he's going to cum. I suck his balls into my mouth, one after the other while I fist his cock. Using both hands in tandem, I suck on his head like it's the last drop on trying for in a melty milkshake.  

He's been eating me so enthusiastically, adding one finger and then a second, drawing my slick lubricant out. It's now dripping down his chin, onto his chest.

We're working each other up so much that as he crooks his finger inside me, I spasm and start to shake as he explodes in my mouth. I swallow it down and lick it up as I tremble with the after effects of his effort and my exertion on his face and his dick.  

"I need to lay here for a bit," I say.

"Good call," Bennett replies, placing one more kiss on my pussy before I dismount. As I move, I realize some of Bennett's cum is dripping out of my mouth so I gather it up, turn to face him and rub it into my tits, staring Bennett down as I do.

"Holy fuck," he rasps out. We're panting and shaking.

"Damn, today was a good day," I huff out looking at Bennett. I'm laying against him my head laying in the crook of his arm so he lifts it a bit and kisses me, letting me taste myself on him. Why that turns me on, I can't say but I'm looking forward to my next shower more than I ever have.