1 comments/ 40992 views/ 1 favorites The Neighbors Ch. 1 By: Mr_Neb - A Ms. Neb Story - I watched from the window in the room that my husband used for his home office. I often sat up there and looked out of the window. It was a peaceful room. The chair and sofa were very comfortable. I felt very calm and safe in that room. It felt good to be around his things. The serenity helped be cope with my husband's unexpected passing just over six month's ago. On this day, I watched the new neighbors move into the house next door. I just half paid attention while the crew unloaded box after box and each piece of furniture and moved them into the house. It took several hours but eventually the truck left. I was quiet and still again. All of the lots in this affluent neighborhood were well wooded, providing lots of privacy but my house was higher than the neighbor's. Gaps in the lush trees afforded a pleasant view of their large back grounds that included a beautiful garden, large patio and luxurious pool. It was movement on the patio that caught the corner of my eye. My new neighbors were standing arm and arm, looking over their property, obviously pleased with their new purchase. The woman turned to her husband, hugged him and kissed him. Her petite frame required that she stand on tiptoes. Her sandy hair reached down to the middle of her back. It was a wonderfully romantic moment. The next day I met Julia while I was doing some gardening in the front yard plantings that bordered our property. She was just returning from a run. I looked up at her as she lightly trotted to me with a wonderful smile on her face. She was a very cute woman. "Hi! My name is Julia. My husband's name is Rick and we're your new neighbors." She enthusiastically offered her hand. I removed my gardening glove and shook it. Even slightly out of breath she was exceedingly bubbly. "Hello. My name is Terri. Welcome to the neighborhood." The conversation was very enjoyable. We talked right there in the yard for at least an hour. I was continually impressed with Julia's ability to be so free and open and friendly with someone that she had just met. I had no such part of my personality but there was something about being with Julia. She was easy to talk to a soon I found myself very much at ease with her. I was also taken by how naturally attractive Julia was. Even in running clothes, her natural beauty was very obvious. Her petite frame was exceptionally well proportioned. Her legs were her most impressive asset, long and slender. Her firm bottom was tastefully but barely covered by loose nylon running shorts. Her firm round breasts brought perfect curves to her scooped T-shirt. Her small but hard nipples disturbed the smooth contour of her chest. She had crystal blue eyes that sparkled as brightly as her personality. Her satin hair bobbed behind her in a ponytail that ran above the band of her visor. Julia was one of those rare and fortunate women who looked as good without makeup and in running togs as they do in formal evening attire. What ever stirrings of jealousy that I might have had where instantly disarmed by her delightful personality. We left the conversation with a pledge to see each other regularly and we did. Over the next few days we met several times and I also met Rick. He was less outgoing than his wife but quite friendly, charming and very handsome. It was a very pleasant late spring morning. I sat in my husband's study, reading and listening to soft music, not to grieve or feel sorry for myself but to wrap his memory around me like a warm blanket. I got up from the sofa and walked to the open window. The air was especially fresh smelling, the trees gently rustling in the breeze. Looking over, I noticed Julia in the back yard. She had a book in one hand and a glass of what looked like lemonade in the other. She wore a short white beach robe presumably covering her bathing suit. I was about to call out to her but I didn't. I just watched her for a moment. She dipped her toe in the pool but didn't go in. She arranged a lounge chair for better position in the sun and put down her book and glass. My feet turned but before I turned away, Julia opened the robe and let it fall to the patio. I never completed the turn. She wore no bathing suit. She laid on the lounge chair and began reading her book, taking occasional sips from her drink. I knew that I should not be looking but I just couldn't turn away. It was a completely unknown force that kept me standing there. My heart was beating faster and I felt my face flush. Although there was a possibility that I could be seen at the window, it was very slight. The trees provided only the smallest of gaps and I was still a good distance away. I am sure that Julia had no idea that her property was not as private as she had assumed. For a second, I pondered if it would have mattered to Julia one way or the other given her free spirited nature. That was enough! What was I doing! What a terrible thing to do, spying on my neighbors like that! I left the window and went downstairs to the kitchen feeling somewhat ashamed of myself. I poured a glass of lemonade and immediately drank it down. I tried to occupy both my actions and my thoughts on other things. I had great difficulty with the latter. Throughout doing the dishes and some laundry I just couldn't take my mind off what I had seen. My curiosity had gotten the better of me. I went back upstairs and into the study. The lounge chair was reclined fully flat and Julia was lying on her stomach. Her legs were aligned in my direction. There were no tan lines on her firm tight buttocks. A few moments later, she brought the chair back up, sat, and resumed her reading. I could not look away. I envied her, not for her beauty but for her ability to feel so free with herself. She held her book in one had and I noticed that her other hand had moved along her thigh. She was gently rubbing it for some reason. I was puzzled and felt my head tip to one side. Her legs parted slightly and her hand began to rub the inside of her legs. They parted further and eventually straddled the lounge chair, exposing her shaved womanhood to my view. Her hand was now softly rubbing her lower abdomen. My conscious mind was just beginning to reach the conclusion that had already been reach by my subconscious. Julia was going to pleasure herself! Just what was she reading? Her hand moved lower and massaged her mound covered in only wisps of blonde hair, barely visible from my distance. I leaned forward, placing my hand on the window frame as if getting that much closer would really make a difference. I felt a tingling and a warmth between my own legs. Julia's fingers extended and slid down between her legs and began tugging at the lips of her pussy. They ran across her lips in broad circular movements, her soft flesh being pressed and following their movement. Julia's breathing became deeper as the motions of her fingers became more rapid. Soon her fingers covered less area and concentrated on the center of her sensation. Her actions became much more intense and indelicate. The palm of her hand now provided the stimulation to her clitoris so that two fingers could find their mark and disappear into her eager body. My own body produced the reaction as if it too were penetrated. My internal muscles clenched the imaginary intrusion. I felt myself ooze with warm, moist sexual excitement. Julia's hand moved with increasing deliberateness. Her other hand dropped her book and she draped her arm over her eyes. The hand between her legs moved faster and faster until I saw her stomach muscles snap taught with the onslaught of orgasm. Her knees rose up, her thigh enveloping her motionless hand. She rolled over onto her side, almost in a fetal position, her hand still between her legs. Julia just quivered until her orgasm was over and then she just lay motionless. I could not believe what I had just witnessed. I moved back from the window and fell into the chair. My breathing was fast and deep. I just stared off into space. I squirmed in the chair thanks to unfulfilled sexual tension. That was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Those vivid images stayed with me for the rest of the day. My mind artificially provided me with a closer and closer perspective each time I mentally replayed the events. Finally, later that evening, I had to have my release. With the most vivid and closest perspective of them all, I brought myself to a thunderous orgasm and slept very soundly that night. The Neighbors Ch. 2 - A Ms. Neb Story - I had grown quite fond of Julia and her husband Rick. We spent quite a lot of time together. Julia and I also spent time alone when Rick was at work or traveling on business. As much as I tried, it was hard for me not to recall what I had watched from my husband’s study window. Sometimes it was difficult to concentrate on what Julia was saying while I envisioned her pleasing herself with such intensity. I thought about confessing what I had done but could never get up the nerve. I did not want to loose her as such a close friend. About a month or so later, when I went up to the study to vacuum, I heard the sounds of playfulness from the window. Looking out, Julia and Rick were giggling and splashing around in the pool. A smile came to my face and I began to vacuum. It didn’t take long and when I shut the machine off, all was quite. I assumed that Rick and Julia were back in the house. Again I went to the window. Wearing their swimsuits, my neighbors were lying in lounge chairs on their sides, facing each other and kissing. I stayed to watch and promised myself that it would be only for a moment. They reached for each other but could not manage a tight embrace from the lounge chairs. They stroked each other along their sides and kissed each other gently. Rick’s hand went behind Julia’s neck and undid the knot of her top with just one pull. Her bikini dropped away. Julia’s hand moved down between Rick’s legs, her fingers tracing the increasing bulge in his tight European-style suit. My aversion to watching them was waning as time passed until there was no doubt that I would watch for as long as I could. I was happy for my neighbors who obviously loved each other. If I couldn’t make love, I was happy that they could. This was as close to sex as I had been since Frank had died. I remained standing as the passion in the next yard increased. Julia was rubbing her open hand between Rick’s legs. As best as he could manage, he was nibbling at her breasts. My own hand move down and covered the crotch of my shorts. The thick denim prevented any serious sensations. A rush came over me. Do I dare remove them? Do I dare take my shorts off and stand at the window in my panties? It was of course a silly speculation but the tension it created just added to my aroused feelings. Yes, I dare! I removed my shorts, the cool air tingling my pussy due to the evaporating moistness that had already seeped into my panties. Now I could feel myself! Ah, much better! My fingertips dabbled at the wet crotch of my panties and felt the firm resistance of the flesh beneath. My other hand slipped under my T-shirt and rubbed my desperate nipples through the thin material of my bra. This too would not do! Off came the shirt. I felt much better now, very vulnerable, yet deeply excited. I watched Rick get up, his erection beneath his tight trunks was very obvious even from this distance. He stood at the foot of Julia’s lounge chair. His back was to me. I watched him slide the elastic suit from his body, exposing his tight, muscular and well-tanned ass. Now a quick sense of desperations came over me. For the first time I wanted more than the circumstances were providing. Now I wanted to be there, to see what Julia was seeing, to experience what she would soon feel. I wanted to be the one lying naked, exposed, in the open air, about to be made love to! The best I could manage was to take off my bra. Rick removed Julia’s bikini bottoms but my view was still blocked. I saw her legs move to the side and again straddle the chair. Rick leaned forward and rested between her legs, his face at her pussy, her hands immediately grasping his head. Oh my! What a lucky woman! I wanted a tongue so desperately inside of me, tickling me, caressing me, tasting me! Any tongue! Rick’s tongue! Julia’s tongue! What had my sex craved mind done! Why did I think like that! Why did that thought even enter my mind? Gratefully, the thought and the tension that it had created quickly disappeared. There were more pressing matters at hand, literally! I could not have a tongue inside me but I provided the only available substitute. In one smooth stroke, my fingers slid into my wet pussy causing me to gasp and almost loose my balance. I began thrusting in and out, covering my hand in slippery juices, generating the smell of sex, watching Julia thrash about in orgasm from Rick’s oral efforts. With remarkable agility and swiftness and with Julia still shuddering in climax, Rick rose up and entered his wife. I let out a sympathetic gasp. I watched his wonderful ass move up and down while he delivered another orgasm to his wife just as my own efforts delivered one to me! I fell back against the wall facing back into the room, my pussy grabbing and twitching around my fingers, sputtering them with cum, my legs weakened almost to the point of collapse. It took a few moments but soon I came back to reality. My eyes started to once again take in and process imagery. The first object that I recognized was the telescope! There it stood in all it polished brass glory atop the fine mahogany tripod. With the passing of time it had become just another piece of furniture to me, like a lamp or a table, not like a precision optical device capable of shortening distances. Guilt and anxiety once more washed over me. I looked at the window. At the window, not out of the window and then back to the telescope. What should I do? I became very excited about doing such a forbidden thing. Accidentally stumbling upon your neighbors is one thing but this! This was so intentional! My excitement grew at the thought of doing such a thing. I started for the telescope but paused. I looked at myself, clad only in wet panties, my chest breathing deeply from a subsiding orgasm and future anticipation. With a bizarre sense of penance for what I was about to do, I took off my panties. I had bared all now. I could barely lift the heavy and awkward telescope. I carried in a hugging grip, various bulges and knobs pressing into my bare breasts. I managed to place it in front of the window. My heart was racing as I swung the long tube in the general direction of my neighbors and looked through the eyepiece. Black. All I saw was black. In my excitement, I had forgotten to remove the cap. With legs parted, boobs giggling, I looked into the eyepiece again. Blue! This time a brilliant blue! My hands waved around, blindly reaching and twiddling knobs. My excitement had grown to the point where I would have had difficulty operating the thing even if I knew what I was doing. Better. The blue is different. Coming into focus. Ah. It was the pool! I swung around with much too much speed the scene flew past. The color of flesh blinked by. I swung back again, slower this time. Rick’s back. I could tell I was looking at Rick’s back. I focused again. It was clear now. I could see the center of his back. It was moving away and then towards me. Less zoom. Much better. I moved the scope down a bit. Rick was now standing, his legs straddling Julia’s chair. At first I could not see Julia but eventually saw her legs astride the chair as well. I moved up his legs until I reached his rear end. Julia’s hands were holding each buttock firmly, her fingers making indentations in the muscular flesh. Rick ass tightened and relaxed with each thrust in and out. I stopped looking as soon as I realized what they were doing! She was sucking on him! While I had been fumbling with the telescope, Rick had left his wife’s pussy and was now thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth! Oh, what did he taste like! I wanted to know! So masculine, so strong yet laced with his wife’s liquids! I kept the telescope still now. I was settled and watching very intently. I wanted to place my fingers inside of me once again but I knew that I could not manage that and watch at the same time. My excitement would just have to go unaddressed for the moment. I felt it trickle down my inner thigh. Rick’s thrusting became faster. He must be close to coming now. Julia’s face was completely hidden. Her hands firmly clenched Rick’s ass. I heard him gasp, the only sound that I had ever heard from either of them. He stopped thrusting. The muscles in his back rippled like the wheat in an Iowa field. He quivered for several moments and then slowly started to relax. I so desperately wanted to know what happened where I could not see. What had Julia done? What was Julia experiencing? Rick’s ass moved towards me and then he stepped away from the chair. I now saw Julia in the telescope for the first time. She was smiling, almost giggling and looking at her husband. What was she doing with her hands? She was moving them below her chin and then bringing them to her mouth just as one would do if they unexpectedly had a piece of spaghetti dangling from their chin. But it wasn’t spaghetti! I focused again. I could see Julia’s teeth because of her great smile. They were covered in a milky film as was her lower lip. Three or four strands of cum were dangling for her chin and she was dutifully trying to retrieve them. A few dots of semen spotted her chest as well. I easily surmised that she had brought her typical enthusiasm to giving head just as she did to everything else. She talked and laughed through cum soaked lips until she had licked all her husband’s semen from her fingers after gathering it from her breasts and chest. I fell to the floor with a thud. I was desperate for another orgasm. I pulled at my breasts and thrust my fingers deep into my cunt with more passion and lust that I had experienced in many years. I loudly cried out when orgasm crashed through my entire body. I laid there, almost motionless, for a good twenty minutes before I considered putting the telescope back and finally putting some clothes on again. The Neighbors Ch. 3 A Ms. Neb Story * * * * * I don't know if I had ever been as sexually charged as when I watched Julia and Rick make love. There were certainly no guilt feelings at the time but now, a few days later, I was really having a hard time of it. I was so torn. I so thoroughly enjoyed watching them but the inner feeling that it was so wrong kept growing. My sense of guilt got so strong, I just had to do something. I couldn't face them both so I called Julia when I was sure that Rick was at work. I told Julia that I'd like to come over to discuss something with her. "Sure Terri. I was just heading for the pool to get some sun. Get into your suit and come on over." I was so glad that she said the part about the suit. With all the guilt that I was feeling, I didn't want to have to confess while she provided a reenactment of my first experience at the window. I put on my suit and took just a minute in front of the mirror. I was already so nervous about what I was about to do and so intimidated by Julia's wonderful personality, I didn't want to compound matters with feelings of physical inferiority. Happily, I was pleased. I filled out my bikini quite nicely. After putting on a beach jacket, I made my way to Julia's house, nervous but resolute. I would tell her what I had done. I met her on the patio. She was already in just her tiny bikini. I took off my cover and she handed me a glass of lemonade. 'Oh my, Terri! I didn't realize you were just a cutie. You have such a great figure. You ought to show it off more with the clothes you wear. There's nothing wrong with showing off your figure, especially one like yours." We each sat on edge of our lounge chairs facing each other, almost knee to knee. I couldn't look her straight in the eye. "Well, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about." "You want me to go clothes shopping with you? Great! I love doing that." "No Julia. That's not exactly it. It's about showing, um, I was watching…" I took a long drink of lemonade. This was not going well. "Come on Terri. What's bothering you? What are you talking about?" "I can see you. Here, in the back yard. From there. Up there. See? From the window. Through the trees?" Julia leaned towards me and put her hand on my knees. "Ok but I'm still not sure what the point is." For some stupid reason, I whispered, "I saw you having sex. From up there. From the window." "Oh. Is that all?" She sat up, swung onto the lounge chair and laid down as if that were the end of it all. "Julia. I'm sorry but the first time it was an accident." "The FIRST time?" She was not upset. She was trying not to laugh. "How many times was it and what do you mean by accident?" 'Well I just walked by the window the first time and saw you. Alone. By yourself." I was stumbling. "There was a second time too. I was cleaning. It was you and Rick. The other day." She was broadly smiling when she asked, "Well they both sound like accidents to me." "The second time, it was just there. I didn't mean to use it. I'm so sorry." "What? What was there?" I whispered again, "the telescope." She couldn't hold back her laughter now. "You watched me and Rick through a telescope from that window?" "Yes. I'm so sorry." "Oh for crying out loud! Forget it. It's nothing. A lot more people have watched Rick and I from a much better viewpoint. Too bad we didn't know it. We would have enjoyed it even more if we knew that you were watching us." Julia went on to explain that she and Rick were pretty open sexually. They had been involved with other couples on many occasions. They enjoyed people watching them and having sex around them. She reassured me that I had done nothing wrong. Our friendship was not in any jeopardy. She got up again and sat on the edge of the chair, leaned into me and kissed me, twice, first on the check and then lightly on the lips. "Don't worry about it at all. You have my permission to watch anytime you like. You need to relax more, girl. Didn't you and your husband to anything like that?" I was still trying to mentally deal with the kiss on the lips but managed to say, "Well no, not really. We made love on the beach once. We heard people close by. That was so long ago. Too much sand." Our conversation covered quite a bit of territory but always came back to a comparison of our lifestyles. Hers was so much more open, free and uninhibited. Mine, much more conservative. "You ought to loosen up more Terri. We've got to get you laid! When was the last time you had sex?" I reminded her that Frank died eight months ago. "It's been THAT long!" "Listen Julia. I'm just not like you. I wish I were more like you but I'm not. I just can't do the things that you do and I'm not talking about the crazy stuff either." "What other stuff? Like what?" I started whispering again. "When I saw you, that first time. You were shaved. Down there." "You have got to be kidding!" She looked right at my crotch. "Are you telling me that you've never shaved your pussy?" She took my knees and spread them to get a better look. I resisted but let her part my legs. "Well not like YOU. Of course I shave my legs and around there, especially in the summer but not like YOU." Julia leaned close to me. I felt her sweet lemonade breath on my face. With an incredulous tone she asked, "So you don't know how great it feels to have a smooth face sliding across your smooth hairless pussy?" "Well, no," I sheepishly answered. "Well darling. We are just going to have to get you shaved! Wait here." She stood up headed into the house. I called after her, "But even if I do. What about…. I'm not seeing anyone." I doubt she heard me or that it would have mattered if she did. Julia came back with a square plastic container filled with water and small basket. She also had a tall glass of cool white wine. "Here. This is for you. Just like in the fancy day spas." She handed it to me before going back into the house to get her glass and the chilled bottle. She took the cushion off her lounge and placed it on the patio and knelt on it. "Come on sweetie. Slide on over here. And this isn't going to work if you have that bathing suit on." I took a long gulp of the wine but it would take much more than that to completely calm my nerves. I stood and looked down at Julia whose face was just inches from my crotch. "Ok. If you're not going to do it, I'll just do it for you." With absolutely no hesitation, she pulled my bikini bottoms to my ankles. Pushing lightly on my tummy she said, "Sit and spread 'em honey. Just pretend I'm your gynecologist." We both laughed at that one. "Now just relax Terri." Julia squirted a cream into her hand and rubbed it until it started to lather. Her hand moved closer to me and I felt myself tense up. She placed her hand at my inner thigh and started to rub me. There wasn't any hair there. I'm sure that she just wanted me to get used to her touch. Slowly and gently, she rubbed in increasing circles, pausing only to replenish the cream. I took more wine and filled the glass again. I laid down on the chair. I just couldn't watch her. She began using two hands to rub the cream. Her touch felt so wonderful. When the palm of her hand slid over my lips, it sent enjoyable shivers through my body. She firmly rubbed my mound and I felt her thumb slide up over my lips. The tingling made me gasp. I felt a deep warmth inside of me. I knew what that meant. I was getting aroused but I didn't want that right now. Not in front of Julia. Maybe the cream will hide it. Maybe she won't notice. "This should feel good Terri. It's OK. Relax and enjoy it." I heard her swish something in the water. It must have been the razor. Then I felt its first touch. It was warm and gentle. I felt it slide from the side of my mound down between my legs. Then up from my ass along the sides of my pussy. Every nerve ending in my body was firing at full strength with every touch. A swish in the water again and then a repeat on the other side. More swishing. More stroking. "Relax honey. We're almost done." Julia new the part that I would be the most comfortable with was upon us. I felt her fingers take hold of my lips and lightly pull them to one side. I held my breath and closed my eyes. Again the razor smoothly did its job. A pull to the other side and more strokes of the razor. A few more swishes in the water and few more strokes. I heard louder swishing now and then Julia's hands rinsed the remnants of cream from between my legs. She rinsed me two or three times. "I'm going to put a lotion on you." Oh it felt so wonderful! Her hands, made slippery by the lotion, slid effortlessly over me. If this was anything like the sensation of a man's face down there, I was delighted! Julia's contact was always firm, never light or teasing and I got terribly aroused. I felt moisture attempting to leave my body. I prepared to get embarrassed. "Ok. All done. Take a look." I sat up and tried to look as best as I could without manipulating myself in front of Julia. "My goodness! It feels so different. The air. It's so cool," I said. "Feels good to have it done, doesn't it?" "Yes but it's kind of embarrassing. I'm kind of aroused now." "Well no kidding! I hate to break the news to you but I had a ring side seat." "Well now I'm REALLY embarrassed." "What for? It's not like you're the only one that's excited you know." I just looked at her puzzled. "I don't suppose for a minute that you figured that I would get all wet and squishy too." "Well no. I guess not." Julia stood up in front of me while I still remained sitting. Now it was my face that was at her crotch. "Look," she said. She placed on leg on her chair and I could see that what little material was between her legs was darkened by wetness. I could also smell the scent of arousal. Julia proceeded to remove her bikini bottoms. Her skin glistened with moisture. Her lips parted slowly thanks to the wetness that attempted to keep them together. When they parted, her budding pink clitoris was obviously in an aroused state. She looked down at me and when I looked back up at her, she took me by the shoulders and guided me to my feet. Our breast rubbed together sending shock waves from my nipples to my pussy and down through my legs. Julia kissed me on the lips for the second time but with much more feeling than the first. "Touch me Terri. Put your hand on my wet pussy." Now she was the one whispering. She took my hand and placed it between her still open legs. I just looked into her face. Her eyes slowly closed at the moment my hand touched her. My fingers naturally rested between her lips. She was very warm and very wet. My index finger rested at her opening. The bud of her clitoris pressed against my hand. With her eyes still closed she sighed, "Mmmm. Now go inside. Slide your fingers into me Terry. Please. Yes! Mmmmm. Like that." I couldn't believe what I was doing. For the first time in my life I had my fingers inside of another woman!….And I LIKED it! I looked at Julia. Her eyes remained closed. Her head swayed gently. Her breasts moved with deep breaths. I felt her inner muscles squeeze my two fingers. Instinctively, I started to move them in and out. They got wetter with each stroke. She softly moaned in delight. Julia opened her eyes and looked right into mine. I knew that she could see my uneasiness but she must also have seen my desire to continue. I felt her hand between my legs. I made it easier by also placing a leg on the lounge. Her fingers found their mark and easily slid into me. I swooned, my legs almost giving way. I had what could only be described as mini-climax! "Oh Terri. You feel so good! Did I just make you come?" "I think so." I felt Julia's fingers leave my quivering pussy. She brought them to her face. We both looked at her fingers, wet and glistening with my juices. I could smell my scent. Slowly and seductively, she brought her fingers to her mouth. I watched in fascination while she slid her fingers across the lips of her open mouth and then inside. I could see her tongue licking the wetness from her fingers. As if controlled by someone else, I felt my own fingers leave my neighbor's pussy. With the sensation of slow motion, they too came up so that we could see them coated in wetness. Julia smiled with her fingers still in her mouth as I my fingers touched my own lips. Cautiously I extended my tongue and made contact. My tongue sprang to life with a glorious taste that I had never enjoyed before. It was so richly sweet like honey and wickedly slippery. Slowly, my fingers slid past my lips and deeper into my mouth. Unknowingly, what I had done excited Julia very much. She took my face in her wet hands and kissed me hard on the mouth, her tongue probing deeply. I don't know if she wanted to share the taste of my juices with me or retrieve her own but both goals were accomplished. Our scents and tastes and textures melded into something completely unique. We embraced and kissed wildly until we were about to fall. I returned Julia's kisses with great passionate energy. My trepidations were giving way to pure uninhibited lust. Julia still must lead the way but I was fully prepared to go wherever she wanted to take me. We broke our embrace and Julia guided me down onto the lounge chair. She stood above me and took off her top exposing her delightful breasts. Her nipples were small, very contracted and hard. She reached down to me and removed my top. The final steps to my own arousal were complete when the cool air danced across my nipples. At that very moment I wanted to feel Julia's hands on my breasts, followed immediately by her mouth. A sexual desperation was taking hold of me. Julia leaned down to me and kissed me again. Her hand went between my legs, her fingers slipping once again into my pussy. Her tongue slid over mine and over my lips while he fingers thrust in and out of me. She began kissing my face and neck, slowly progressing to my chest. She pressed her face into my breasts below my nipple and licked me there. I moaned with delight. Her tongue glided from below by breast but before reaching my wanting nipple, she took her hand from between my legs. She looked right into my face while I watched her coated hand slide across my hard nipple, smearing it with pussy juice. The feeling was electric and I was almost unable to watch. With the art of a seductress, Julia extended that wonderful tongue of hers and slid it through my wetness and over my nipples. My pussy reacted dramatically, internally clenching on nothing and producing even more wetness. Terri," Julia whispered with her tongue still licking at my nipple. "I want to go down on you. You taste so wonderful. I want to slip my tongue into you pussy and make you come. Is that ok?" It was but I couldn't say it. I wanted to but I just couldn't. She smiled back at me and offered, "Ok. If you want me to stop, I will." We both new that I would not ask her to stop. She slid her body down until she was completely between my legs. I lifted my knees and spread my legs for her. I just couldn't watch. I laid my head back down and looked up at the perfect blue sky and prepared myself to be lost in the experience. I felt Julia's thumbs on either side of my pussy. She pressed me apart, the air entering me so deeply, my wetness creating a cold tingling. Julia's tongue touched me. It slid from very low, well below my pussy, and slowly slipped up along my lips. I moaned with delight. She sucked my wet lips into her mouth, flicking the rubbery flesh with her tongue. I had now given in completely. The transition was complete. There was not the slightest bit of anxiety left. Julia was between my legs doing what few men had ever done and certainly no women but this is what I wanted. I wanted this woman to please me. I wanted Julia's tongue inside me. I wanted a woman to bring me to orgasm, this woman. Julia's skill and timing were perfect she knew when to tease, stop, and increase her attentions. She played me like an expert musician. She always kept me wanting just a bit more than she was providing at that moment until it was time for the final….climax! Julia tongue licked up and down my opening, tickling and nibbling. I felt my juices everywhere. Then she slid her wet tongue over my clitoris and rapidly flicked at me. "Oh Julia!" I cried out. "That feels so wonderful. I want to come so badly. Make me come. Please." "I will," she reassured. Julia's face pressed into me firmly. Her tongue slid into my pussy and her upper lip rested right on my clit. She moved her head from side to side and darted her tongue in and out. He upper lips moved across my clitoris with perfect stimulation. "Oh yes Julia! Like that! It feels so good!" I now knew what Julia meant. Her soft face slid across my pussy with such a wet and slippery sensation. I had never experience anything like that before. She was brining me closer and closer to my orgasm. I knew it and wanted it. Then I felt her move. She never broke contact with me. I opened my eyes and saw her leg swing over me. In the next moment I was looking right at Julia's pussy. She pressed her tongue into me and used her lower lip on my clitoris causing me to moan and momentarily close my eyes. I was fascinated by her body. She was very aroused. He lips were parted, exposing her luscious deep pink inner lips to me. Her opening glistened in wetness. Tiny pearlescent droplets were everywhere. Her exquisite scent flooded my sense of smell. I knew what she wanted me to do. I wanted to do it. I wanted to return the pleasure she was giving me. I reached up and wrapped my hand around her hips. My face moved closer to another woman's pussy. Sensing my willingness, at that very moment, Julia began moving her face wildly and thrusting her tongue into me faster and faster. She had pushed me over the edge to orgasm. I held her tightly and screamed, "I'm coming Julia! You're making me come!" My whole body wracked in one huge contraction. My arms pulled up, pressing my face to the dripping pussy of my neighbor. My mouth nestled between Julia's soft folds. My own pussy contracted with tremendous force and spasmed violently again and again. Julia just pressed her face into me as hard as she could, her tongue fully extended into my convulsing vagina. I tried to please Julia but I just couldn't manage it while my orgasm raged on. My face was smothered between her legs but all I could do was press harder or softer into her as my muscled tightened and relaxed. Julia, the perfect lover, knew this. She just remained with her face between my legs and road out the storm of my passion. Finally, the twitching subsided and my stomach muscled relaxed to the point were I could lie down again. Julia took her face away from my pussy and delicately licked at me, thankfully avoiding my now overly sensitive clitoris. I again looked up at Julia's pussy. It looked so beautiful to me. I kissed her softly between her lips at her opening. My face was already wet with her juices. I nibbled at her and tickled her clitoris with my tongue. I was fascinated by the reaction of her body with each of my touches. I watched her body produce drop after drop of delicious wetness. I moved my hand from around her waist and fully opened her lips with my fingers. Following her earlier example, I slid my tongue into her and began sliding my lower lip across her clitoris. I loved feeling her body grab at my buried tongue. Faster and faster I moved. I knew that she would come soon. Julia let out a huge breath with the onslaught of her orgasm. She squirmed and quivered, internally and externally. I felt my tongue, mouth and face become saturated in Julia's warm sweat cum, the source being nowhere and everywhere. Down the path of orgasm she stumbled until we both lay quietly on the chair, basking in the passion, the lust, the scent, the texture of what we had just done. The Neighbors Ch. 3 Julia rose up and then laid back down on top of me, our breast pressing. Her face was as covered as if she had eaten a pie with out utensils. I'm sure I looked just as messy. She kissed me hard on the mouth, saliva and cum mixing into a new taste and a new smell. They say confession is good for the soul. It can also do wonders for your sex life.