"Tease me Mrs Hope..."

Tom swallowed the lump in his throat and wiped the anxious sweat from his palms before continuing in a strangled voice…

“…I’m going to need you to… tease… me."

“Well, why don’t you come down here, Romeo? I’m sure I can tease you plenty until we both get what we want.” Mrs. Hope called up acting coy, but even in the moonlight Tom could see the **** look in her eye. He had been prepared for her to try to lure him down from the balcony and out of the safety of the house.

“No, Mrs. Hope, I’m going to give you what I think you want from up here…” he began, but it must have been the last straw because Pamela Hope finally snapped…

“You can’t fuck me from up there!!” she screeched, furiously stamping her foot and setting various parts of herself gorgeously a-jiggle. “I waited just like you asked! You said you would fuck and fill my needy pussy!"

Shit but at this rate she was going to wake his sisters. Tom hastily unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hardening cock, it silenced her immediately. Her glittering eyes riveted on it like a starving woman might stare intently at a roast dinner just out of reach. He sighed a breath of relief and continued.

“I never promised you sex… but I will let you taste my cum, but I need you to… stimulate me." The last words came as a barely audible mutter; he had never spoken this way to anyone before and was finding it decidedly difficult. Mrs. Hope just nodded wordlessly and her generous flaring hips began to gently sway.

As if to a silent tune, her slender arms began to rise, running her long fingertips up her own silky sides and into her full mass of dark hair. Tom’s eyes remained on her as she undulated in sinuous circles, like a python roiling for a snake-charmer. Her skin glistening in the moonlight and her enormous globular breasts swished softly under the sheer fabric of the white satin lingerie.

Tom’s hand began to run up and down the length of his thrumming manhood causing Mrs. Hope to moan eagerly and wet her pouting cherry lips.

Spinning gracefully about, she arched her back and bent forward, lifting her bubbly ass to him. Her tanned firm cheeks were completely exposed, the ass-cleavage swallowing the shoe-string thong into her deep, inviting crack.

Tom shuddered in desire at the sight of her, imagining himself running his greedy hands across her ass, down to her strong supple thighs and spreading them apart to press his burning member into her welcoming warmth.

Tossing her long hair back in a fanning curtain, Mrs. Hope spun on her heels and up-righted herself suddenly, causing her tits to careen about furiously. Tom couldn’t take his eyes off of the mesmerizing movement then gasped as she crossed her arms and locked his eyes with her smoldering gaze. She clasped the hem of the teddy in both hands and pulled it up over her head, revealing her flat expanse belly and luscious ripe melons in all their spectacular glory.

Grabbing that milky tit-flesh gently in her hands, she rolled her hefty tits together and offered them up to Tom. He could see the glisten of the lactate softly erupting from each puffy nipple in the starlight.

Without breaking her stare on his swollen cock, Mrs. Hope pinched an erect nipple hard causing her to gasp heavily as a jet of her life milk shot forth. Her other hand ran its way over her stomach enticingly before grasping her other massive breast and squeezing hard causing her to moan deeply and fall to her knees, where she continued to massage and clasp at her own cleavage.

Tom watched wide eyed, as Mrs. Hope’s strong hips bucked with each squeeze and pinch, her moans and gasps turned to squeals and soft cries as she milked her own luscious mounds to soaring orgasmic heights. She was actually having a breast-gasm, just as Tom had heard the XXX-infected could. His own hips bucked forward sympathetically at the sight of his smoking hot neighbor cumming herself into a puddle on his front lawn and the swelling tip of his jerking cock exploded out into the night, hot seed landing on and around Mrs. Hope.

She lifted her face eagerly, mouth wide open to catch the spray of his arcing spend and was not disappointed.

Tom managed to aim his last few erupting ropes and sticky wads of cum towards her parted lips. He watched in shock as the taste of his semen alone sent her into a body quaking climax, larger than her last. She collapsed back onto the grass with a muffled squeal and lay there twitching in a blissful heap.

She was getting off on his cum as though it were a potent opiate injected straight into her circulatory system and with luck that would be enough for her tonight.

Leaving her in an addled daze on the front lawn, Tom stepped back inside and secured the door behind him.

The whole event had been touch and go. He had relied heavily on luck for the most part but he had learnt a few important things; the breasts of the XXX-infected were highly sensitive erogenous zones capable of stimulating a complete and unique orgasm. That and a few drops of semen seemed to send them into a convulsive orgasm followed by (and more importantly) a euphoric daze.

He checked quickly on the girls to satisfy himself that they were safe and undisturbed before retiring to his own bedroom to try and sleep.