10 Inches Next Door!

It was summer of 2007 in Philadelphia, Hubby had been overseas for over a year. I had been with a couple of guys in the past year or so, but had not felt the warmth of a man’s hard dick for a while.

I had used my Battery Operated Boyfriend on a few occasions but was not feeling too Horney and was not really looking for male attention. At least that’s what I thought till I went over to Chris's.

Chris lived 2 doors down from me. He was 10 inch long. Hmmm, I am jumping ahead of myself here that part comes later. He was 37, 5 ft. 8, with a nice chiseled body, short black hair, and clean cut with a thin French cut mustache. Looked a lot like Freddy Mercury, and did I mention he had 10 inches of Hot Manhood?! Slim build, not a body builder but in shape, cut with a 6 pack, and nice muscular arms. Arms…hmm….did I mention the 10 inch probe?

I used to go hang out on his front porch and talk about all sorts of things as just friends. He was a single divorced dad, was totally devoted to his daughter, and was not in a relationship because that would take him away from taking care of his 16 year old.

I am 5’4”, with green eyes and naturally curly long dirty blonde hair at about 120lbs in a size 2 with B cups. It was the thinnest I had been in my life, and I was all too happy to show it off. Carefree for the first time, I was always wearing something short and cute or formfitting to show off my hourglass figure.'

Overall we were neighbors, who had met because he was on his porch having a beer with his friends when I would come out to my porch to have a smoke. I never really noticed him until one night one of his friends saw me come out and convinced him to wave and invite me to join them.

He would talk in his smooth deep voice…about all kinds of things, from politics to music. He was a classic rock fan and a huge Eagles fanatic. One time he had a friend over, and we all sat on the porch talking non stop while they drank beer. They started to talk about earlier in the day, when I had been pulling weeds from the flower bed out front of my place wearing a very short shorts, with a tight tank top in red, white, and blue. And how they had been admiring the view. The shorts were so short that as I bent over they would reveal my ass cheeks a bit too much giving me a wedgy. I just laughed and said, yeah that was too short and would not be seen again.

Later on I found out that he had been checking me out since I had moved in. Every time I went on my front porch and he was on his….he had been watching. I could not see him and had only noticed him a few time. When we caught each others eye, I just gave him a polite neighborly smile. He always had a beer in hand and was trying to look relaxed and chilled out.

One night I was at his place watching some ball game, just chatting when I looked over at him and our eyes met, nothing was said but a chill went down my spine ending at my pussy, which I noticed was sopping wet and throbbing to find out what equipment he had hidden in his jeans. I noticed myself clenching and unclenching my cunt without even knowing I was doing it.

With each clench of my pussy my panties were getting wetter and wetter, and I was just wishing to be out of those Jeans with his dick kissing my ovaries. At that point it did not matter if he was Big or small, cut or uncut. I just wanted his hard penis in me right then and there!

I must have shivered because he looked over towards me, and then he traced my gaze back to his crotch. I saw movement under his jeans, lots of movement. He did not miss the naughty smile on my face.

He moved towards me slowly, and without a word our lips met. I was happy to be sitting down as the second his lips touched mine, my legs gave way. My body shook with a nervous excitement and anticipation of what was to come. He knew I was eager to be his plaything.

His lips were as soft, as I knew they would be. He did not disappoint in his technique either. He took it slow, holding my head in his strong but gentle grip, slowly nibbling on my lower lip before inserting his wet tongue in my mouth. I could imagine his tongue on my pink, wet, shaven pussy, and I would have loved to feel it there….but NEXT TIME. I was in the mood for one thing and one thing only, getting that hot cock inside me NOW.

My pussy was commanding me to ,move fast and give her attention. She was becoming wetter and more swollen as each moment passed and I could feel my juices creating a warm wet path as they flowed down my trembling thighs.

The kiss was not long, and I felt I would climax without him ever touching my pussy or caressing my body elsewhere! I just longed to rip his clothes off of him, which would have taken strength which I could not muster right now. With my arms around his neck all I held him as tightly as I could. Slowly, as if reading my mind, my wish came true. He moved his hand down, slowly caressing my neck working his way down to my breast… feeling my taut nipple.

I was breathing deeply and enjoying the kissing and fondling, my pussy was thinking her own thoughts. Adrenalin is a wonderful thing as suddenly a super human strength came over me, I quickly eliminated any obstructions between us and had his hard penis in my hand, which did not disappoint in the least.

My mouth was busy with his, but my hands did the looking for me and perfectly measured the length on the demands of the bower of bliss between my legs. His wild lance was finally free and as I wrapped both my hands around him lengthwise, I was pleasantly surprised to find my fingertips could scarcely touch my palms for all his girth. One purr of pleasure followed another, escaping my cock hungry mouth in a lustful desperation. I started stroking his massive horse, massaging it inch by inch. (Did I mention it was 10 inches of solid meat!)

Moaning, I slid down and flicked my tongue across the tip of his well formed knob. Even before I dared to peak, I tasted his warm wet juice. For the first time I looked at his joystick, it was more than I had hoped for. Handsomely formed, with bulging veins and so much like my favorite “BOB”, but real. I am sure that he must have been used to cast the mold for my treasured toy.

Glancing upwards, my eyes thanked Chris for shaving, now I could give each part of his manhood the attention they deserved. I opened my lips and his hot rod snaked effortlessly down my throat as I felt his balls against my chin. Oh my fucking god! This is heaven.

My head began bobbing back and forth effortlessly. Every time my lips reached the helmet of his soldier boy, a little spout of sap was my reward. I would revel in the flavor, eager to feel his balls on my chin again. Satisfied that he was at full attention, my arbor commanded to move forward. I clutched my legs taking pleasure in a petite orgasm which I declared with a loud groan.

In shared recognition of the final goal, Chris drew me up and as if by magic, in an instant I was standing naked before him, my pussy exposed. I felt cool air chill my crotch as a sigh escaped me.

Unconsciously, I spun around and bowed over the couch. My pussy was moist and ready to provide accommodation. It was taking too long! Why is Chris waiting? Where is that enormousness dick and why is it not inside me? I was getting frustrated at the delay. Why is he not inspecting me with that probe? I felt his hands spread my buttocks. An instant of panic shivered through me. But not because of his size, I could feel my nectar seep down and wondered if I was too sopping to really experience him. My body knew what she was doing, to take this member deep inside. I had to be well juiced.

A scream of joy burst forth when I first felt his manhood enter and continue to plow deep into my secret garden! “Oh, God YES! YES!” I cried in instant climax which extended thru my loins, up my spine and down to my toes.

This animal was thrusting into me hard and fast now, and I was enjoying each powerful plunge with echoing sounds of ecstasy and fulfillment. Each thrust was sending a new wave of pleasure and I announced this fact with screams of “Harder, don’t stop! Yes! Yes!” I felt a flood of warmth deep inside me and I howled as orgasm swelled once again and my entire body whimpered uncontrollably.

Realizing he had exploded his load in me and was going to remove his dart of lust from my craving body, I used my fit and hungry corset to squeeze yet another climax of sweet agony from his seemingly retreating stalk.

He was breathing deeply, completely spent, his body limp atop me. I could feel his organ yielding, becoming softer and eventually slipping out coming to rest, fulfilled on my soft thigh, but the waves of satisfaction were still engulfing my body as I felt Chris move from me.

Slowly, I turned, and saw him flopped next to me. I put my fingers to his lips, in an gesture of “Let’s keep this a secret.” I slowly pulled my jeans on, but not before using my panties to wipe our mingled juices from my pleased body.

I steadied myself as I stood up, and with a very satisfied bounce, headed back home. Clutching my panties I put them to my nose, smelling the beautiful aroma of fulfillment. I licked my lips and savored his salty pre-cum on my lips. When I reached the porch steps, I stopped and just stood there, wondering, fantasizing about what it would feel like in my ass, and perhaps if one of his friends would like to help out, the next time.

It was a good evening! Not to mention tonight when I am lying here with my hubby, writing this story, and caressing his hard cock which will be my reward.