Neighbourly Behaviour: a teaser

His eyes blazed. He said,

“Stand up.”

She obeyed instantly.

“Now take off your dress.” She obeyed smartly but he stopped her saying, “Slow.” in a lust thickened voice. She peeled the soft cotton dress up over her slim, soft thighs, then slowly revealed her little pink boyshorts. The crotch was unconcealably wet. She continued, slowly, as instructed, pulling the dress up to reveal her plump little tits, which sat high on her slender rib cage. Then she pulled the dress over her head and held it, unsure what to do with it. He took it from her, and cast it into the corner. He didn’t plan for her to be clothed over the rest of the evening.

He reached over, and pulled her knickers down, as though unwrapping a gift. His eyes, which had been half closed with lust, snapped open at the sight of her treasure. She was waxed bare except for a slender landing strip, the same sandy brown of her hair. Her lips were puffy, visible from the front. The skin over this most delicious portion of her was paler than her belly and thighs, belieing the briefness of that bikini she had worn on the beach during her breaks. He knew how much she must have enjoyed attracting gazes, strolling around in that little number. He admired how the pale skin covering her pudenda blushed at the separation, how the little gap between her thighs illuminated the cleft from behind. Her lips shone with the liquid his firm touch had expressed from her. His cock lurched at the thought of taking this eager girl and giving her a fuck to remember for the rest of her life.

“Lie back down on the bed. And spread your legs.”

His wish was her command. She lay down, exposing herself for him to see. She moaned as she felt his fingers touching her firmly, slipping in between her lips level with her wet hole, wandering inside a little, lubricating themselves. Then she moaned as he slid upwards. His fingers collided with her swollen, horny clit and she howled at the intensity of sensation. He began to slide his fingers up and down, now fast, now teasingly slow, making her buck her hips against his hand. When given the proper stimulation, Melissa was prodigiously orgasmic. She could feel the tingles of her orgasm building up, but subsiding sharply as he took his fingers away. She opened her eyes, and looked at him beseechingly. He raised an eyebrow at her, still fully clothed, sharply contrasting with her frank nudity. He touched his wet fingers to his lips, kissing them, then licking her flavour off them.
“You taste so good.”

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