Our Young Neighbor
A horny couple "do it" in the backyard even though they
know the neighbor kid is watching them through the fence.
Hi, my name is Beth. I'm 29 years old. I have long
blonde hair, and I'm blessed with a nice body and an
attractive face. I am happily married to a wonderful man
named Frank, and we live in a nice quiet section a few
miles outside Miami Beach, FL.
Up until last year, for the most part our lives were
just normal like everyone else. Don't get me wrong, we
both were and still are very happy with each other. We
have an excellent sex life and have no problems
satisfying each other's needs. But something happened
last summer that changed our lives.
It all started last summer, August to be exact. My
husband had just got home that day from a weeklong
convention he was attending in Atlanta. I was in the
back yard cleaning up from a little family gathering I
had the day before when I decided the heck with this...
the sun was shining and it was such a hot day that I was
going to be lazy and just lay out on a blanket and work
on my tan.
That's when I noticed Tommy, my 17-year-old next-door
neighbor. He was watching me through the wooden fence
that separates our yards. This didn't come as a big
surprise to me because ever since we'd moved in 3 years
ago, Tommy has always looked at me with wide eyes and an
At first I thought it was just one of those boyish
crushes that would go away after awhile. But as the
years went, I could see that his innocent looks had
turned to lustful desire. To be honest, I was a little
flattered, and a little turned on by it too. But I never
meant to go anywhere with this. After all, he was just
the kid next door and I was a married woman.
Anyway, as I lay on my tummy, stretched out on the
blanket, I saw that Tommy was spying on me again. He was
looking through one of the cracks in the fence. Because
I take good care of my body, and I thought that I knew
some thing about 17 year-old boys I guessed that I must
look pretty good to him.
Then a little startled I heard the back door swing open
as Frank walked out into the yard. As he approached me
he said, "Honey, you look so sexy laying there, I could
just eat you."
'Mmmmm... now that's a nice thought.' I looked up at and
saw that he had a bottle of tanning oil and was pouring
some of it into his hand.
Frank began to massage the oil on my back. He started on
my shoulders, and then lower on my back. His hands felt
good as he moved slowly across my skin. I could see
Tommy's eyes wide and staring hard as he watched my
husband massage me. I began to get aroused knowing that
Tommy was watching us. I knew his penis would be aching
with desire by now.
"Lower, go lower, honey," I said to my husband.
His hands moved lower until they rested at the edge of
my skimpy bikini bottom. He continued to massage the ba
of my back.
"Lower," I whimpered, totally turned on by the
Frank smiled as one hand slid underneath the material of
my bikini and rested it on my right ***-cheek. As he
massaged the soft flesh of my ***, I noticed that my
husband had a huge bulge of his own inside his shorts.
I had almost forgotten that it had been almost a week
since we'd had sex, and I knew he was very aroused. It
was then I decided to put on a show for Tommy.
I let out a soft moan when Frank's other hand slipped
underneath my bikini bottom and gently massaged my other
***-cheek. My ***** was wet as I felt my husband's hands
on my ***. I turned my head towards him and rotated my
***, grinding my ***** into the blanket. I let my body
slide upwards a little so that my panties would work
their way down until most of my bottom was visible. I
glanced towards the fence to see if Tommy was still
hiding there. I smiled when I saw his eyes glued to ***.
By now, Frank was horny as hell. Using my right foot, I
slowly kicked forward, moving my body away from him. His
hands slid off my ***. Kneeling on the edge of the
blanket, Frank watched me with a sly knowing look on his
face knowing he was going to get some soon.
I slowly turned over on my back and raised my right leg.
Pointing my toes forward, I stretched my leg until my
foot rested on his groin. Slowly, I began to massage his
stiff **** with the bottom of my foot. Frank let out a
soft moan as I rubbed him.
"Oh my God," he whispered, "You know, Baby, I'm really
"I know, Sweetheart. It's been almost a week, hasn't
it?" I said as I rubbed him a little faster.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna *** if you don't stop that," he
answered, grabbing my ankle with one hand.
He moved my foot off of him and turned to the side. I
giggled and arched my foot. Using his other hand, he
massaged my toes and the bottom of my foot. I closed my
eyes and let out a soft moan of pleasure. I let him do
this for only a minute or so, the I told him to sit on
the lawn chair. It was time to blow Tommy's mind. I
planned on giving the little peeping tom something to
********** to for the rest of his life.
I bent over and unbuttoned my husband's shorts. Then I
pulled down his fly and dipped my hand inside. I gently
grasped his **** and carefully pulled it out. As I
slowly began stroking it, I felt it twitch inside my
hand. I could see from the corner of my eye that Tommy
was watching with wide eyes. And from the sounds Frank
was making, I knew he was already close to the edge.
Looking down at this beautiful **** flesh, I dropped to
my knees and lowered my head to it. I let his **** slip
between my lips and into my mouth. I took about half of
him into my mouth and gave it a hard suck. Frank moaned
loudly and I felt his body stiffen. I began to bob my
head, taking more of his **** into my mouth with each
stroke. Frank's hand quickly moved to the back of my
head and he buried his fingers in my hair. I could feel
him coaxing me into taking more and more of him.
By now, his **** was drenched with my saliva and his own
juices, and my lips slid easily up and down his shaft. I
could taste the salty flesh with my tongue as I licked
it along the way. I was taking all of his **** in my
mouth now, and I could feel his head touch the back of
my throat. As my hands gently massaged his balls, Frank
began to squirm on the lawn chair' my head bobbed up and
down. His grip in my hair became tighter and his moans
grew more intense.
Suddenly he cried out and arched his body. A stream of
thick hot *** hit the back of my throat. Quickly, I
backed up and tightened my lips around his hot flesh,
just beneath the head. Frank came hard and fast. I could
feel his **** pulsate with each spurt as he filled my
mouth with his hot juice. I sucked hard, not wanting to
lose a drop. I moved one hand to the ba
and slowly jerked him off.
Finally, he fell back into his chair and I felt his body
relax. With his **** still in my mouth, I swallowed his
*** in three gulps, making sure that it would be obvious
that I was swallowing.
His hand no longer gripped my hair. Instead, I felt his
fingers gently stroking it. I bobbed my head once more,
this time slowly sucking his drained **** all the way
into my mouth and into my throat. When I released him,
his **** was dry and limp. Looking up at him, I could
see he had a very pleased look on his face. I couldn't
help but smile at him. As I swallowed the last of his
***, I quickly glanced over at the fence. Tommy was
still there watching us and could just tell that he had
his pants down and I knew what that meant. This made me
smile even more.
Suddenly an idea came to me, or perhaps a new desire.
I thought about it as I knelt in front of my husband,
stroking his now limp ****. I couldn't believe I was
actually thinking this.
About ten o'clock that night, I lay naked on top of my
husband's muscular body in our upstairs bedroom. His
**** was fully erect again, thanks to a little help and
encouragement from me of course. I must have spent the
last 15 minutes or so kneeling between his legs;
licking, stroking and sucking him. There were a couple
of times I had to stop because he would have ***. But a
quick gentle squeeze and a few moments of hot passionate
kissing, and Frank calmed down enough so I could
continue to enjoy him with my mouth and tongue.
As I held his **** just inches above my hot *****, I
gave him a few quick strokes, my fingers barely reaching
around it. His **** was hard as a rock, but because it
was coated with my saliva and his precum, it felt wet
and slippery. I lowered myself onto him, guiding his
throbbing **** into my already wet *****. Frank had
devoured my whole body just a short time ago with his
tongue and mouth, making me *** twice. My ***** was so
wet and my nipples so hard and sensitive. He had me so
hot and aroused that I just had to suck his ****. And
the more I sucked, the more wet my ***** had become
until I couldn't stand it any longer.
Frank's **** slid easily into my *****. Slowly, I
lowered myself, wanting to feel every inch of his ****
as it entered my wet hole. When he was completely inside
me, I positioned myself on my knees and he arched his
groin upwards, pushing himself deeper inside me. That
alone made me *** and I let out a loud moan. maybe it
was a scream... as I experienced my third ****** of the
evening. I rode his **** as he thrust himself in and out
of me. I felt his hands grab my heart-shaped ***, firmly
squeezing my soft cheeks, pulling me downwards as he
buried his long shaft inside me. The room was filled
with our passionate moans and the squeaking sound of the
bed. Our pace had quickened quite a bit and I could feel
another ****** growing.
As we made love, I couldn't help notice Tommy's house
facing us through the window. It was dark outside, but
I could see lights on. Tommy's bedroom light in
particular. I couldn't help but wonder if Tommy was
peeping through his window at us, looking through a
spyglass or something, watching Frank and I **** like
wild animals. For some strange reason, the thought of
this made me almost crazy with need. I took my hands and
gripped Frank's waist and began to **** him hard and
fast. My moans grew louder with each stroke and I could
hear Frank's moans getting louder too. His eyes were
closed the whole time.
We both were on the verge of *******, but I wanted to
*** first. So I ****** him faster. He slid easily in and
out of me. My ***** was so wet, so hot. I felt my whole
A minute later I experienced the most incredible ******
I think I ever had. My ***** convulsed like a volcano
and I flooded Frank's **** with my own juices. I
screamed, as I was *******, Frank's moans grew loud and
I felt his fingers dig into my back and buttocks. I kept
riding his ****, but he was doing most of the moving as
he quickly thrust his **** upwards, trying to get deeper
inside me. Then he let out a loud groan and I felt him
shoot his thick *** up inside me. He came hard, his
spurts felt like little tongues licking up inside me as
he flooded my hole.
After about 3 spurts, I took hold of his **** and
quickly demounted and dived towards his ***********
****, and the next spurt hit me on my lips. I opened my
mouth and closed my lips around his pulsating shaft,
just in time to catch the next spurt. He continued to
***, and I felt 3 or 4 more spurts coat the inside of my
mouth. My fist feverishly stroked him, pumping all he
had to offer. When he finally was finished, and his body
no longer tense, I let his **** slip out of my mouth and
swallowed his hot *** with satisfaction.
For the next few minutes, we both lay back in the bed,
feeling completely drained and satisfied. Frank's head
rested on the pillow, watching me as I lay between his
legs. I looked down at him with my sexy smile, licking
and sucking his shrinking ****. He smiled at me as I
rubbed his **** over my ***-soaked chin and mouth, then
when I guided it back into my mouth and sucked the ***
off his skin, he said, "Wow." His **** twitched a few
times as I continued doing this. When I thought I had
wiped most of his *** off my face, I stopped, swallowed
what was in my mouth, and slowly slid my body up his
until we were face to face. Then I gave him a long,
deep, passionate kiss.
An hour later, it was my head that was resting on the
pillow and Frank was down on the other end of the bed.
We were both very happy and satisfied, and pretty tired,
but Frank insisted on giving me a leg and foot massage.
He just adored my legs and feet. I guess that's why I
pamper them so much. I know he loves the way they look
and feel, and to be honest, I do love a good leg and
foot massage. As I felt his hands caress my long shapely
legs and my feet, I tried to keep from falling asleep.
But with my husband's soothing hands at work, it was
quite a difficult task. My eyes were closed most of the
During this time we talked, but it was mostly him that
would talk. He liked to compliment me on how beautiful
my legs looked or how soft my feet felt, and he would
tell me these things as his fingers touched them.
Although I enjoyed hearing the compliments and feeling
his loving hands caressing me, I found my thoughts
moving to Tommy, and the new desires I had begun to
feel. I wanted to tell Frank about it. Tell him what I
felt. We're both very open minded people and I knew he
would at least be open enough to listen to me. Maybe
even want something to happen, too.
When I opened my eyes again, I tilted my head so I could
see Frank. He was sitting at the end of the bed facing
me and was holding my left foot with his hands, his
fingers massaging the sides and bottom, working their
way up to my red polished toes. Then he would take each
toe between his fingers and gently pull on it. When he
was finished he would start all over. I could see he was
really into it. I couldn't help notice that his **** was
already semi-hard. I raised my leg until my foot was at
his chin. Smiling at him, I asked, "You really enjoy
doing that, don't you Honey?"
Frank smiled back at me as he raised my foot to his
lips. With my foot resting in his palm, he kissed each
toe, then answered, "I love your feet. I love your legs.
I love your body. But most important, I love you."
"I love you too, Sweetheart." I smiled back at him
It was at that moment I decided to tell him what I was
feeling and what I wanted to do.
"Sweetheart," I said with my sweet innocent voice. "Why
don't you come up here and lay next to me. There's
something I want to talk to you about."
Frank looked puzzled, but he crawled up the bed next to
I turned no my side and propped my head on my hand as I
rested my elbow on the bed. Frank lay comfortably on his
back, so I began to lightly caress his muscular chest
with my fingers. As I did, he turned just a bit to face
"Do you ever notice how Tommy from next door stairs at
me every time he sees me?" I began.
"Yeah, I notice." Frank answered with a smile. Then he
chuckled, "I think he has the hots for you, baby."
"Well I know he does, Frank. Every time I see him he has
a bulge in his pants the size of a ba
Frank laughed loudly. "Well you do have that effect on
the males of the, Sweetheart. I wouldn't worry about it
if I was you."
"Oh I'm not, Honey. Not at all. As a matter of fact," I
stopped then, thinking to myself, should I really go on
There was a long pause as Frank waited for me to
continue. He looked at me very curiously. Finally I
decided to tell him.
"It, it kind of makes me feel good when men look at me
"Well that's good, you're a beautiful woman, Bethany.
And you deserve to feel that way."
I knew my husband didn't understand what I meant, so I
decided to be more direct.
"No, Honey. I mean, it turns me on. I get very hot and
wet when men look at me that way."
Frank's eyes opened wide and I could see that he was
surprised. I thought it would be best if I tried to
explain this a little better.
"You see, whenever I'm out, let's say at the mall or in
the grocery store, I can always tell when a man has
noticed me. I can feel his eyes all over my body. I can
sense the passion he feels as he undresses me with his
eyes. I don't even have to be looking at him. I could be
standing there with my back to him, yet I know he's
watching me. I can feel his eyes touching me, studying
every detail, and every curve on my body. I can feel his
passion build. I know he wants me. He wants to touch me.
He wants to **** me. And when I do look at him, I can
see that he does. I see it in his eyes. And I see it
between his legs. That's when I feel my passion rise. My
body tingles. I get so aroused. I get so hot. And I get
Frank looked at me with wide eyes and a partially opened
mouth as I confessed my feelings to him. The only thing
he could say, and it was more like a long whisper was,
I don't know why, but my eyes quickly focused on his
****. It was quite hard now, and almost fully erect. I
realized that not only did this shock him, but it
excited him as well. I suddenly had a need to touch it.
I began to slowly move my hand off his chest and work my
"Remember this afternoon, in the backyard when I was
giving you a blow-job?" I asked him.
"Yeah." he answered softly, still looking at me with
"Tommy was watching us through the fence. He saw us in
the yard. He watched me suck you off."
Then it was Frank's turn to shock me.
"I know, he muttered softly. "I saw him peeking through
the fence. And I have to admit, I was really turned on
by it. I think that is why I was so damn excited and why
I came so quickly. I knew he was watching you do that,
and I could only imagine what it must have looked like
through his eyes. God Beth, you're so beautiful and so
sexy. How can anyone not get excited when they see you?"
When my long fingers had finally reached his ****, I
slid them lightly along the shaft until they rested near
the head. I felt it twitch, then wrapping my fingers
around the thick flesh, I began to slowly jerk him off.
"You know how we always talked about our fantasies and
how it would be nice to make them really happen once?" I
reminded him about our many conversations about this
"Yeah," he answered with a very curious voice.
"Well I have this fantasy," I said to my husband as I
stroked his now fully erect ****. "I want Tommy. I want
to tease him. I want to excite him. I want to make him
want me like he never wanted anything before. Then,
when I have him feeling so hot and so excited that
he's just one step away from exploding."
Frank's **** began to throb in my hand. I closed my fist
a little more as I stroked the entire length of it. His
**** felt so hot and so big in my hand.
"I want to **** him."
Silence. Frank just looked at me with shock. I sat there
looking at him, watching his face. Waiting to see his
reaction. Waiting to hear what he had to say about that.
His **** continued to throb in my hand, so I knew he was
still excited. Finally, after what seemed like an hour,
but was only a few seconds, he smiled.
"You want to seduce our next door neighbor's kid? A 17
year old kid?" He began to laugh.
"Sure," I said innocently, "Why not?"
Frank laughed. He didn't say anything for a while, but I
could see he was thinking about it. And from the way his
**** felt in my hand, I guessed he kind of liked that
Then suddenly, he looked at me with a strange look in
his eyes. A look I'd never seen before. His eyes were on
fire. Not an angry fire, but a passionate one.
"Tell me, Baby." he spoke softly as he started to move
on top of me. "Tell me what you want to do to Tommy?"
He started to nibble at my neck, which sent shivers all
through my body. Talking about my fantasy had already
made my ***** wet, but his mouth sent new sensations
down there. I closed my eyes as I felt his mouth sucking
on my neck.
"I'm going to make him hard. Oh, it's so hard," I
whispered in his ear. "I'm going to make his teenage
**** throb, just like yours is right now."
Frank moaned as his mouth began to lick and suck on my
chest. By now, my nipples were erect and my ***** was
"Then I'm going to put his hot throbbing **** in my
mouth and suck on it until he's ready to explode. I'll
make him squirm around in uncontrolled passion and I
bring him to the very edge of ******."
Frank's hands cupped my small breasts and stroked my
nipples with his thumbs.
"Oh yeah?" he moaned softly, taking my left breast into
his sucking mouth.
More shivers go through my body. My ***** was on fire.
"Then, I'm going to sit on that beautiful **** of his
until it is completely buried inside of me."
Just the thought of that had almost made me *** right
then and there. But I was suddenly distracted when I
felt Frank's **** touch the lips of my hot *****. He
stared down at me with hot passion in his eyes. His lips
barley touched mine.
"You mean, like this?" he moaned.
Suddenly I felt his **** slide through my ***** lips and
into me like a knife cutting butter. My mouth opened as
I let out a soft moan, and his tongue quickly met mine.
I released his ****. We began to kiss passionately, our
tongues feverishly attacking each other. He began to
pump his **** in and out of me. And as he did, I arched
my body upwards in rhythm with his. It felt so intense
and so hot; I was feeling things I never felt before.
His **** felt so big and so alive. It felt as if it was
the very first time I did this.
It didn't take too long for me to *** that night. And
when I did it was like I had 6 ******* at once. Soon
after, Frank exploded inside me, filling me up with a
huge load of hot ***. I think I felt every powerful
spurt he shot off. It was sensational.
Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, both of us
feeling very satisfied and content.