Good Neighbors Ch. 02

Janice and I ambled back to the kitchen to pick up our clothes and to grab another beer. She slipped on her sundress and snagged two cans from the fridge while I stuffed my still-hard cock back into my pants and trailed along behind her through the house. We were both in that post-coital state that brings on permanent smiles and total body relaxation. Call it the afterglow if that helps you understand it. Anyway, we ended up on their back patio looking over their fenced-in backyard. It was shady enough to stay cool despite the afternoon heat.

Janice sprawled across a chaise lounge and I sank into a loveseat facing her. Since I knew she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. I let my eyes wander all over her body remembering the spots I'd enjoyed and thinking about the ones I'd missed. We chatted idly for a while before she caught me blatantly checking her out.

"Hey!" she said sharply, but with a grin on her face. "My eyes are up here!"

"Sorry..." I replied. "I wasn't looking at your eyes. I was looking at your tits!"

"That's my point," she replied in a fake-disapproving tone.

"What can I say?" I asked simply, grinning back at her.

"You could tell me what you're thinking about," she answered in a quieter voice.

I paused, debating how honest I should be. Fuck it, I thought to myself.

"I was checking you out and thinking how good it would feel if those tits were pressed into my thighs while my cock was in your mouth. Or was that too honest?"

She snorted, but sat up cross-legged with her beer held in both hands in the middle.

"That's pretty damn honest," she said with a nod. "But I like straight-up people! Can I ask you something?"

"Seems only fair after what I just said!" I told her with an equivalent snort of laughter.

"Is your cock still hard?"

"Yep."

"So if I came over there and got down on my knees and unzipped your shorts and did what you were thinking about, you'd be ready for me?"

"Yep."

"Well, I think we can do that!" she said with a smile, taking one more sip and then setting her beer aside on the arm of the chaise.

She stood up languidly, stretching her arms up over her head, knowing I was admiring her lush body as she posed and smiled. Then she turned and grabbed the back cushion from her chaise and tossed it in front of me. I spread my feet apart and aligned it properly. With a few quick steps, Janice crossed the distance between us, hesitated for a moment, and then sank to her knees, her hands coming to rest on my thighs.

"Don't forget," she said in a low voice, "that you still missed some spots when you were doing all that kissing!"

"I promise to remember!" I assured her as her hands unbuckled by belt once again.

I lifted my hips helpfully and with one good tug, Janice dragged my shorts and boxers down past my knees. As advertised, my cock tilted up vertically and then fell back rigidly against my belly as I reclined. She smiled and murmured her approval in a husky voice as she reached for me.

Both her hands wrapped around me simultaneously, creating a ring of thumbs and forefingers while the rest of her hands splayed out onto my belly. She pulled the shaft towards her and without hesitation licked its length from balls to tip, her tongue hot and agile along the underside. I groaned happily and spread my knees a little more to give her room.

Janice was no novice. After getting me slick with a few more licks, she lifted herself high up onto her knees and lowered her mouth onto me. I groaned at the sudden heat of her mouth and the tickle of her hair on my thighs and belly. Half my cock disappeared into her mouth before I bumped the back of her throat. She held it there for a minute and her tongue snaked out to lick all around further down. When she started to lift her head, she sucked hard--as hard as I've ever felt--and clamped down her gripping fingers on the base of my shaft. For several minutes, she followed that pattern: a quick descent, a little licking, and then a long, slow upwards motion. I was in heaven as I watched her beautiful lips envelop me.

I could have stayed like that forever, but Janice had other ideas. With a smile in her eyes, she switched her grip so that one hand cradled my balls and the other wrapped fully around the middle of my cock. Only the head stayed in her mouth, but the amazing suction returned and I felt her agile tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Once again, I groaned in response to the pleasure she was giving me. She jerked me slowly but steadily and tortured me with amazing sensations for a good five minutes before releasing me with a pop.

"Jesus!" she whispered. "Jake would have cum twice by now!"

"Do you want me to cum?" I asked her dreamily.

"I'll do whatever I have to to make you cum," she said in a serious voice, her hands moving gently along my shaft.

"Go a little faster and a little deeper, babe, and I'll melt in your mouth!"

She grinned and bent to her task. First, she lapped all around to get me nice and slick. Then she took me halfway in and paused while her hands started caressing my balls again and stroking firmly up and down the shaft. I could feel the constriction at the back of her mouth and I waited expectantly to see what she would do. After a deep breath through her nostrils, Janice showed me another level of her talents. With a quick movement, she pushed herself down and my cock slipped easily into her throat. We both groaned at that moment and I felt the vibrations buzzing around the head of my cock. After a few seconds, she pulled back part way and then plunged down again. Her hand followed the progress of her lips and my whole shaft felt like it was being stroked and swallowed by a virtuoso. Thick saliva coated me and lubricated every move she made. She kept up a twisting motion as she dove down again and again.

Just as I had fantasized earlier, her breasts were perched against my thighs and her hair bounced as she swallowed my straining cock. The whole situation was amazing and I knew it was enough to push me over the edge. I started unconsciously to push up into her mouth and she felt it; knowing she had succeeded, she increased her pace and hummed happily around my cock as she devoured me. After only a few more strokes, I gripped her arms and gasped aloud.

"Fuck, Janice!" I warned her. "I'm gonna cum!"

She didn't reply--she simply squeezed my balls firmly and plunged down until her lips were around the very bottom of my cock. Her throat fluttered around me one last time and my whole body clenched as the first spurt of cum leapt from my balls, raced up my shaft, and vanished down her throat. When she felt that initial throb, she pulled back and held just the tip in her mouth, sucking hard and swallowing each spurt as it arrived. Her thumb milked the passage along the bottom of my cock to encourage every single drop.

When I was spent, she released me entirely and sat back. Her face was flushed with her efforts and the edges of her hair were damp with sweat, but she wore a satisfied smile and she stroked my thighs and watched my body relax.

"Was that as good as you imagined?" she purred.

"Oh, my god, yes!" I groaned happily. "You're amazing," I added after a second's pause.

Her smile widening, she reached up and grabbed my beer off the arm of the loveseat. With a tiny "cheers" gesture, she tipped it back and took a long swallow, set the can aside again, then took a deep breath which she let out with a sigh. Gracefully, she stood up and reached for my hands, pulling me to my feet.

"So..." she said playfully, her lips hovering inches from mine, "do you remember what you promised me still, or did that memory escape your body just now?"

I smiled and kissed her softly.

"Kisses... all... over... your... body..." I whispered, punctuating each word with a kiss.

"You already got the front side..." she replied in teasing tones.

"So it's time to move on," I said agreeably. "Where should we go?"

"Guest room!" she replied without hesitation. "Grab your beer!"

I pulled up my shorts while she tossed the cushion back on the chaise and collected her beer. Then, with a flaring whirl of her dress, she was off into the house. I grabbed my drink and followed. I stopped to close the slider behind me and when I entered the cool, dim kitchen again, she was gone. I had crashed at their house a couple of times after parties, so I knew where I was going. When I got to the guest bedroom at the back of the house, though, Janice was nowhere in sight. I smiled and stripped off my shirt. I was just hanging it over the back of a chair when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Figuring she had stopped in the bathroom, I paused in my undressing as she came into the room.

Nude. Nekkid. Wow! Lots of little words raced through my mind as she stopped in the doorway and leaned against the jamb. Her hands were behind her, her shoulders arched up to show off her beautiful breasts. One knee was bent and crossed almost coyly in front of the other, teasing me with a partial glimpse of her soft pubic curls but nothing else. Her eyes looked bright and happy and a seductive smile lit up her face. I ogled her for a long moment and she clearly basked in my attention, knowing it was pure admiration.

Finally, though, she glanced down at my cock tenting my shorts and broke the silence.

"Would you care to lose those pants, mister? They look kinda tight."

"I was just about to," I responded with dignity, "but I got distracted by a neighbor!"

She giggled and I quickly shoved the offending clothes down to my ankles and kicked them aside. Then I put my hands on my hips and struck a Superman pose, trying to look serious. She laughed and her own pose shifted into fluid motion as she came into the room.

"You're a goof!" she said, smiling to ease the sting. "I brought you a present."

Before I could ask, she lobbed a small plastic bottle at me and I caught it reflexively. I glanced at it and turned it into the light so I could read the faint silvery letters against their pale background.

"Guava bark?" I asked aloud.

"It's for later!" she explained without explaining. "You owe me some kisses."

"Yes, ma'am. Right away, ma'am!" I said with a bow. "This way please!" I added, gesturing toward the pale cotton bedspread.

That drew another giggle, which was probably more than it deserved. Janice brushed past me with a seductive little smirk on her face and planted one knee on the bed, then crawled up and sprawled face down. She tucked her arms by her sides and kept her legs together, turning her head to one side and looking for all the world like she was about to get a massage. My eyes drank in the sweet curves of her ass, the sexy dimples just above each hip, and the smooth, toned muscles of her upper body. I set the little bottle on the foot of the bed away from her feet and thought for a second about how to start.

Instead of climbing up next to her, I decided to roll with the massage idea. I stood at the foot of the bed and slowly stroked her from her ankles to the backs of her thighs. She had her eyes closed, but I saw her smile and I saw her chest rise and fall as she took a deep breath. I let my hands trail down across the soles of her feet (which drew a twitch) and then I lifted both feet up. They felt warm to my hands and I planted a kiss on each heel, then on each sole, and then on each big toe. One chuckle escaped her lips, but she didn't move otherwise. Then I set her feet down and stroked her legs again. When I finished a round trip, though, I knelt down at the foot of the bed and kissed the backs of her ankles, then each calf, then the back of each knee. I was leaning far enough forward over the bed at that point that my cock brushed the soles of her feet and I felt her foot move enough to give it a little caress, which made me smile.

There would be plenty of time for that action later, though. I pulled back and away and climbed gently onto the bed next to her feet, my hands resting on the backs of her thighs. I could reach further in that position, so I stroked higher, running my palms up and over the transition from thigh to ass, relishing the sweet curves. Bending low, I kissed my way up the back of each leg and stopped short of actually kissing her gorgeous butt. My hands, meanwhile, traced the flare of her hips and came back down the outsides, making slow, sensuous circles.

I heard Janice sigh with pleasure at each stage, so I grinned to myself and kept moving upward. I carefully straddled the backs of her thighs, trying not to poke her with my cock as I let my thumbs run up along the bumps of her spine to the middle of her back. I followed that line with my lips, kissing the long muscles that ran alongside her vertebrae, alternating from side to side up her back. I did the same for each arm from palm to shoulder and ended up laying my chest gently onto her back so I could get to her upper body more easily. My weight was on my elbows, which left my hands somewhat free to knead her upper arms. In that position, though, my cock lay between us on the small of her back. I'm sure she felt the hardness and the slight chill from the precum that my excitement was stirring up along the way.

"Mmm..." she murmured at last. "You're so warm!"

I shifted my weight to the left and leaned down to kiss her cheek and then her lips as she twisted her head to meet me.

After a brief kiss, she tucked her chin away from me and smiled to herself.

"That's so nice!" she said in a soft voice, "but you totally missed a spot!"

I snorted gently next to her ear and whispered, "Show me where!" as I pushed myself up and over to the edge of the bed.

With my body out of the way, her hands reached back and went right to her ass. Her fingertips traced circles across the full curves, then curled slightly into the cleft between them before returning to her sides.

"Right there!" she murmured, her eyes still closed.

Grinning once more, I moved back down between her feet, nudging them aside with my knees to make room. She parted her legs obligingly and I saw the shadowy line of her pussy nestled between her thighs. First things first, though. With slow, methodical precision, I kissed all over her ass, finishing with a teasing raspberry on her tailbone. She giggled contentedly and squirmed just a bit beneath me.

Laying myself a little flatter between her parted legs, I ran my tongue down along the crease of her ass, just brushing the surface. She gasped and pulled one knee up and to the side, spreading herself even more and inviting me to continue. The next time, I licked from the bottom of her pussy up across her taint and then a little deeper into her crack. I felt her muscles twitch next to my face as her body reacted to the feeling.

Janice was clearly enjoying all this, so I kept going and palmed both cheeks to pull her ass apart. My tongue traced the same line again from her pussy, working up and across the tight pucker of her anus before ending at her tailbone. She wriggled again when I teased her most secret spots and pushed her ass up a little bit.

"Get the damn bottle!" she whispered urgently. "It's later already!"

With a quick reach, I complied. The top snapped open and I squeezed out an experimental drop onto my fingertip. The label called it "glide" and I could see why--it was smooth and thick and had a distinct smell: herbal and medicinal all at the same time, but not unpleasant. With a shrug, I laid my finger between the very top of her ass cheeks and then pulled downward, spreading the lube along the way. The drop was super slick once it hit her skin, but didn't last the full stroke. I stopped and added more to my fingertip, then stroked from the bottom up, tapping once more on her back door as I spread the viscous gel along. Her chest rose and fell sharply when I did that.

"More?" I asked in a teasing voice.

"Yes, more!" she hissed. "Quit fucking teasing me!"

Spreading her cheeks with one hand, I squeezed a short drizzle along her crack and then snapped the bottle shut. I set it aside and then used my thick middle finger to rub it in, focusing on lubricating her opening and my finger at the same time. When they were both fully covered, I twisted my finger tip into her just a fraction of an inch and leaned down to kiss the small of her back once more. I heard a soft moaning coming from deep in her chest which I took to be a sign of approval, so I added some pressure and slipped inside the tight ring of muscle to my first knuckle.

"Yesss!" she said under her breath. "Give me more!"

I smiled and shifted to a better position on my elbow, then pulled back and thrust my finger deeper into her ass. With steady strokes, I twisted it around and began to move back and forth, in and out, spreading that amazing glide gel inside her. Pretty soon I was dipping my full finger into her with every plunge, my other fingers bunched up and rubbing hard against the inside walls of her crack as I rotated my wrist to pleasure her. My free hand caressed her ass cheek and her lower back.

"God... give me another finger!" Janice pleaded.

Grabbing the bottle without stopping my exploitation of her ass, I thumbed the top open once more and added a squirt of glide along my index finger. A few stray drops landed on her anus, but that seemed like it would only help. To take full advantage, though, I pulled all the way out of her, crossed my fingers for luck, and then pushed back against her slick opening with both fingertips. I could feel her shuddering and breathing deeply as she tried to relax herself to the new pressure she was feeling on her ass. It worked, too, because with a sudden pop both fingers slipped into her halfway before they were halted by the squeezing pressure. I froze there to see her reaction, but she didn't make a sound after the first groan of penetration. Instead, she pulled her hands up beside her shoulders and used them for leverage, pushing her hips up toward my invading digits.

I paused for a moment when I pulled back again to drip a little more lube along both fingers, then placed my hand firmly on the small of her back and drove them back inside. Her ass opened gradually around the width of my fingers as I got past the halfway point, but I didn't stop until I was fully inside her again. Her body shuddered and I heard her take a sharp breath in.

"God, yes!" she moaned at last. "Fuck me like that!"

Still twisting with every stroke, I pulled back and thrust down into her ass repeatedly. The lube worked its magic and made the passage easy. Her ass pushed up at me when I was all the way inside her each time, driving me another fraction of an inch into her body. When I found a slow, steady rhythm, I smiled to myself and kept it up, glancing up at the blissful intensity of her face, the long, sexy curves of her body as she moved gently in time with my fingering.

"Janice," I whispered after a few minutes, "do you want something bigger?"

"Mmm!" she agreed, smiling with her eyes still closed.

I left my fingers in her ass and pushed myself up one-handed so that I was kneeling between her thighs. My cock quivered just above her ass as I reached over for the bottle again and then dripped more glide onto my shaft. With a slow, steady motion I pulled my fingers from her ass, stroked my shaft once, and then quickly set the head of my cock against her slick hole. Janice rocked her hips pleadingly and after wiping my slick fingers on my thigh, I leaned forward and placed both hands beside her shoulders. This added pressure to the only point where our bodies touched. My cockhead was much wider than my two fingers, so her ass didn't open up right away. I waited patiently, my cock an iron bar between us, until her body succumbed to the pressure I was exerting.

"Oh, fuck!" we said simultaneously when her anus finally relented.

My cock slid past her opening and I felt the tight, slick, forbidden heat of her ass surround me. I held still and felt the spasmodic twitching of her muscles as they adjusted to the intrusion. When I saw her shoulders rise and fall in a deep breath, I knew she was ready.

With a gentle downward movement, I lowered myself to my elbows. That shifted my weight onto the firm muscles of her ass and my cock sank even further into her. I moved my hips from side to side to let her feel the full width and depth of my penetration and then kissed her tense shoulder below me.

"Every inch of you!" I whispered into her hair as I began to move.

Anal sex is a game of slow and steady, so I did my best to stay at one pace despite my urge to fuck her hard and fast right away. Rising on my tiptoes, I pulled almost all the way out, paused, and then sank into her completely every five seconds or so. The rhythm was easy to maintain and her body responded happily, pushing back to meet my strokes so that her ass pushed into my hips and belly. The only sound was our labored breathing and the slip and slap of our lubricated flesh coming together. I breathed deeply to stay in control and kissed her shoulders some more, still loving her taste and the warm, damp heat of her skin.

"God!" she moaned after a long while. "You feel so fucking good in there!"

I gave her an extra deep push and held it for a few seconds, then whispered back, "You feel amazing to me, babe!"

"Can you turn me over without pulling out?" she asked quietly, her eyes opening and her head twisted back to look at me side-eyed.

I nodded and pushed myself up off her back. When I was kneeling, I grabbed her calf and her thigh, then flexed the knee that was already out to one side and began to turn her body over, pushing her leg up towards her chest and passing her foot over my belly as she pivoted on the fulcrum of my cock. She moved with my silent commands, her body agile and sexy as she lifted her leg further, completed her roll, and ended up on her back smiling up at me. She bent her other knee so that her legs were pulled evenly up towards her chest, wrapping her hands around her shins for support.

The gaze of her dark eyes was steady on mine when we got ourselves settled into this new position. I gazed down at her body, my eyes traveling from the carefully groomed mound, up and over her belly and breasts, and finally higher still to admire the way her sweaty, dark hair framed her face on the pillow.

"Fuck, you're beautiful!" I murmured reverently.

She blinked at the sudden compliment, but her face glowed and her lips twitched.

"Thank you," she said softly in reply. "But can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Do you fuck Jenn like this?"

The thought of my wife at that moment was an unwelcome intrusion--I'm sure a puzzled frown creased my forehead. Still, I felt like I had to answer honestly.

"In the ass? Sometimes. She doesn't love it, though."

"Just so we're clear," she said with a widening smile, "I'm not Jenn. I fucking LOVE it, but you're fucking me so soft and sweet and all and I want more. I want every inch of your cock slamming into my ass until Jake comes back and asks me why I'm walking funny. Is that clear enough?"

Her sweet smile belied the heat of her words and my head was swimming with lust after what she said. Dirty talk turns me on so much!

"Crystal!" I said in unconscious imitation of Tom Cruise as I fell forward onto my hands and shifted my weight onto the firm backs of her thighs.

Looking steadily into her eyes, I pulled back and drove my cock home in one long stroke. Janice's mouth fell open with a moan and her eyes half closed with satisfaction.

All my focus revolved around her request, and I was lost in the moment, pistoning my body down on top of hers and feeling her ass open for me, her hips widen with every thrust, and her thighs bouncing me back when I hit bottom. I exhaled with every push, sucking in air to maintain my energy and doing my best to give her what she wanted.

Once I was going at her hard enough, her hands left her shins... they were trapped against my chest, anyway, held in place by my arms. With one hand, she pinched her own nipples below me and with the other she reached down and started making circles around her clit.

"God, that's so hot!" I thought to myself. "Jenn never gets herself off like that!"

My lust added power to my strokes and Janice's fingers moved faster, driving herself towards orgasm. A deep flush spread across her chest and her head started to whip from side to side in time with her gasping breaths.

"Oh, god.. oh, god I'm gonna cum!" she moaned, her eyes fully closed now. "Don't stop!!"

I slammed my hips down onto her when she said that and a gasp exploded from her lips that sounded like a "yes!" I kept doing it, knowing that her passion and the tight heat of her ass would make me cum like a freight train any moment, hoping I could hang on while she got off as well. My own breath became deep gasps as I sucked air, trying to hold back the rising load inside me.

Seconds before I lost control, her orgasm crashed over her. Her hand froze. Her legs grabbed my hips and clamped me tight against her. With a long, wordless moan, she cried out her joy and everything around me--her ass, her thighs, and even her depths--pulsed and pulsed in cadence with her waves of pleasure. That final sensation got to me as well and while she held me still, I emptied myself into her ass, my back arching and a long groan breaking out of me as well as I kept pace with her explosion.

Somehow, minutes later, I was lying peacefully on her belly in the missionary position, my half-hard cock just barely hanging on inside her ass. Her breasts were still heaving below me and our bodies were slick with sweat and stray drops of Glide wherever they touched. My face was buried in the side of her neck and her hands held my arms loosely.

"We better get cleaned up," she whispered against my ear after a long while.

"Mmm," I agreed without moving.

After a moment, though, my cock softened and slipped with a soft, wet "pop" out of her ass. That was our signal. I rolled off of her and onto my side. She turned onto her side as well and her knee crept up over my thigh. Propping herself onto her elbow, she leaned over and kissed me softly but deeply.

"Jenn's a lucky woman!" she murmured against my lips.

"And Jake's a lucky guy," I told her in return.

"Too bad neither one of them realizes it, right?" she asked with a wry smile.

"You got that right," I said earnestly, closing my eyes and kissing her once more before it was time to leave.