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Chapter 8 by dkgooner dkgooner

Wait for Mrs. Clark to take charge… or do so yourself?

A little of each

From what you know of your neighbor housewife, what you thought you knew up until today that is, she is a lady who takes charge… that and fucking sexy when she would slip into skimpy swimwear in the comfort of her own backyard. Knowing this you didn’t think pressing your luck vis-à-vis the use of condoms.

Watching her perfect ass, with panties pulled aside, stretched onto one cheek and leaving that pretty vulva exposed, you can’t help licking your lips, the taste of her strong on them. As she moans and groans, steadily louder as she comes to, you tear your eyes from her briefly, only long enough to locate those condoms and reach for them.

“Ohh-hmm,” Mrs. Clark mewls, moving her body just a little as she reawakens, moaning and giggling into the sheets.

You moan yourself, pausing with unwrapped condom in one hand Mrs. Clark arching her body as before, slightly pushing back, and you shuffling further forward cause your throbbing, hard cock to make contact with her.

“God damnit,” you hiss, that ass possibly looks even better as your erection finds a home in between the two globes of her cheeks, black thong stretched onto the right one as she pushes back onto you.

“Oh my god, Jake,” she moans, “- that, that was fucking amazing!”

“Yeah,” you nod absentmindedly, pushing your cock into the crack of her ass with your thumb while pressing her cheeks together around it.

“You like that ass babe?” Mrs. Clark giggles, pushing up, “- I know I’m gonna love that fat fucking cock!” she wiggles her hips into you.

“Oh, Mrs. Clark!” you can’t help but gasp, grinding against her raised bottom.

“Just remember, you have to…” she drops some off her playfulness briefly as she leans onto her hands and glance back over her shoulder, a smile on her lips growing wider as she sees you holding up one hand, the condom between your index and middle fingers.

“Well… are you going to do it, kid?” she challenges you with a playful giggle.

Grunting in reply as you struggle with putting the condom on, your heart racing in anticipation as she drops her shoulders back onto the bed, her knees bent in ninety-degree angle with her ass in the air. Whimpering and laughing teasingly, her ass moving just slightly beneath you. Finally succeeding, having avoided ripping the latex in frustration at your struggles, you growl and, using one hand on her hips to steady both Mrs. Clark and your own nerves, you push into those delicious folds.

“Oh…” you hear her gasp, then remain perfectly quiet for a moment. A moment where you yourself groan out loud at the sensation of her body, so hot, wet and warm, wrapping perfectly around your hard condom-wrapped cock as you pierce her.

“God damn…” you hiss, gripping on her ass with both hands as you begin moving your hips back and forth, fingers digging into her skin as your cock pistons in and out of her. The fact that you won’t last very long quite clear from the moment you entered this divine orifice… without the condom you might have lost it already after these initial thrusts.

“Yeah baby!” she mewls, then her moans seem muffled by something, a sloppy wet sound making you open your apparently closed eyes and look down, seeing Mrs. Clark sucking on a pair of her fingers as she remains in her folded position. “That’s it, Jake, give me that beautiful young cock!” she moans as each of your steady thrusts is being met by her firm thighs and that perfect ass.

Fucking perfect! Those words seem to be the only clear ones in your head as you saw your rock-hard cock in and out of your neighbor, having something of an out of body experience as you feel you have to slow down, your breathing loud and ragged as you remove your hands from her hips.

“Ah fuck!” you cry out as Mrs. Clark, having pushed herself onto her hands again, picks up the slack for you.

Round and round her ass bounce, her body moving so naturally, so seductively, back and forth, up and down, as her hips dances back onto your cock.

“Such a nice cock, Jake…” she moans, twisting her upper body slightly to look back at you as she jerks her body back onto you with a little more ****, “- I’m going to enjoy this!”

With a strained expression on your face you find your eyes drawn to her chest as she turns slightly, the sight of her breasts shaking as she moves back and forth making you stare and absentmindedly lick your lips. Seeing this Mrs. Clark smiles even wider and winks, before turning back around and continuing fucking you with those sensual moves.

“Fuck, Mrs. Clark!” you groan, watching as she reaches back with one hand back an unclasping her bra, and doing so without missing a beat, her hips continuing to move, fucking you well, “- me t-too…” you stammer. Your heart jumps as you, if possible, gets even more excited at the prospect of seeing your long-time fantasy housewife topless.

“You like this, huh?” she asks, really arching her back now and leaning her head back so she looks up at you.

“Goddamn!” you moan as you watch those inviting lips of hers, before replying with “Oh fuck yeah!”

“Then, oh!” she whimpers so sexily, “- how about you take over, really give it to me!”

You growl, realizing now that you have kept almost perfectly still, kneeling here as she fucked herself onto your hard cock for some time now, and reaching forward you take hold of her shoulders and begin meeting her moves with your own forward thrusts. Then moving your hands upwards, you cradle her head with your fingers along her neck and jaw, leaning down and locking your lips onto hers.

As you share a kiss with the sexy mom next door, the two of yours first, you begin to do as she requested and as your lips part after some time you’re now fucking her deep and at a steady pace.

“Yes! That’s it babe…” she moans as you hold onto her with one hand on her shoulder and one on her hip.

“HHhnng,” you grit your teeth, “- fuck, I’m not gonna last long Mrs. Clark!” you warn, wanting nothing more than for this to continue forever, but finding yourself slowing down after increasing the pace for just a few moments.

“Oh baby,” she bustles, pushing her hair away as she cranes her neck and glance back at you over one shoulder, “- you’re a young buck… we just need to take the edge off, right?” she grins, “- got so much still to do, you and I…” she promises.

What’s next?

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