Friday, February 5, 2010

My Neighbour Lucy

Last night after everyone else had gone to bed, George went out on the back porch to just sit and enjoy the quiet. His second beer had just been opened when his neighbor Lucy came out on her porch...I guess to do the same as him

Now you have to know a bit about Lucy. She is this cute little Harvard grad, red hair and freckles. The all-American girl next door. She's got a great shape but you wouldn't call her sexy only because she's so damn cute. But when she wears a certain pair of jeans her butt drove him nuts. She's 24 and lives with her boyfriend of 3 years.

So she came out on her porch and didn't say hi or anything so George figured she hadn't seen him. She just sat down and sipped at some drink. He leaned back against the house and just enjoyed the stars but glanced over at her every couple of minutes. Just a very quiet and wonderful night

George was due for a beer so he got up without a word, fetched a beer from inside, came back out and resumed his position. But this time, when he glanced her way, he saw that she had her hand on her crotch. She was just wearing these cotton shorts, not a lot of material between her hand and the promised land.

He ignored that. She was his neighbor, she was this cute girl and he was not about to push anything or make an ass of hisself. So he went on watching the stars but glancing her way a little more often. Hey, I'm a horny guy, I like to watch, I make no apologies. he said to himself If there was going to be a show then he wasn't going to miss it.

And a show there was. At first she was very subtle, very subdued, very covert. But before long she wasn't making any attempt to hide it.

When George got up to get his beer that left no doubt that she knew he was there. She was fully aware. So when he noticed that she slid that hand inside her shorts he openly turned to watch her and give her his full attention. To hell with the stars, they would be there another night.

After he turned she kept at it for maybe a minute and then turned to face him. She never did look quite in his eye. But there she was, about 15 feet from him and facing his direction, with her hand in her shorts and obviously working her clit. No question now George was hard as a rock.

After a minute or so of that she finally said, "Are you going to too?"

Well the thought had already crossed his mind. No, strike that. The thought had already slapped his mind the problem was that he was wearing jeans. It’s not good to rub your cock while wearing jeans, just not practical. So he said, he would have to take it out.

Smiling Lucy said, "Ok, let's both do it," and took her hand out of her shorts, stood up, and dropped the shorts. Wow! Amazing! he almost forgot what he was supposed to be doing...this was a sight he never thought he would see. But eventually George did remember, unfastened the button, unzipped his jeans and let them drop. They both sat down, each of them on their own back porch. They never said another word until it was over.

They watched each other for a good half hour. It was a really long time. At one point she got off her porch, bent over it, and slid her fingers in giving him a beautiful rear view. It was amazing. But she got to the point where it was obvious that she needed to cum and it was going to happen, no denying it. That was good for him, he had held it off for far too long. As she came, doing her best to stay as quiet as possible, George came too. Oh his gawd! Did that feel great.

Wow. George was at a loss. The experience had just consumed his mind. Lucy just lay back on the porch for a bit until her breathing slowed. George could do nothing but sit and look at her, taking in her beauty. There is nothing more beautiful than a woman who has just cum.

After a while she got up, put on her shorts and said, "Thanks, that was wonderful," and went into her house.

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