Next Door

"Oh, hi John," said Mrs. Fine, looking just... great. But she wasn't why you were here. "Michelle's up in her room. I'll get her... or did you want to surprise her?"

Michelle Fine was your last ex-girlfriend, your high school sweetheart, who broke up with you at the beginning of last year to 'explore her sexuality,' although her parents didn't know that part. It was relatively amicable, she had yearnings towards women since before you were dating, but it still hurt to think about.

She was also your next door neighbor and friends since elementary school. Your first girlfriend, Liza, was always jealous of her, and you proved her right when Michelle all-but seduced you and you broke it off before the Junior Prom.

But that was ancient history. You wanted to be with Michelle again, at least for a little while, and had a ticket in your pocket to **** it.

"Get her," you say to Mrs. Fine, who nods silently and ascends the steps.

Moments later, you have Michelle standing in front of you. Still in her pajamas, she was having a lazy weekend, you walk around as her mother and father sit nearby for some reason. "So, everything seems to be in order," she says, after inspecting the ticket you showed her. "How do you want to fuck me?" She smiles and doesn't seem to be too dismayed by the action that you have done to her before.

"First, you need to take that off, then straddle that table." She nods simply and begins stripping down.

You'd seen her naked before, but it was still a sight to behold. Her red, curly hair, light freckles across her face and chest and her round orb-like breasts. She stood awkwardly after peeling off her underpants, but you nodded towards the table and she straddled it. Her legs spread apart just enough to allow you entry.

And entry you had, pulling your hard cock out and probing her opening. You grabbed her sides and began pushing it. Awesome.

Her parents reacted in disgust. "Oh for the love of..." said her father. "No wonder she broke up with him," said Mrs. Fine.

"What?" you said, curiously, while fucking their daughter.

Mrs. Fine responded nasally, "You have to get the woman ready before just 'sticking it in.' Eli here sometimes spends hours on me before even taking off his pants."

Eli interrupted, "That's right. I know time is short, and every woman is available to you son, but that can't feel good on your member. And it's far more pleasurable knowing you've given pleasure to your partner." His wife nodded in agreement as their daughter face-palmed at her parents' interruptions.

"She's plenty wet, believe me," you said, reaching in and showing some viscous liquid on your hand.

"Well of course she's wet now, all women are wet. But is she slick? She's a woman, my boy, not some glory hole." Eli looked proud of himself for some reason.

The bickering was descending your member, and you exited and turned her around.

"Careful! That's an antique table..."

You ignored them as you looked at Michelle and fucked her on the wooden furniture. It was holding up pretty well.

The parents, perhaps more concerned with their table's fragility than their daughter's wetness, quieted down as you managed to finish your ejaculations into your ex-girlfriend. You got up off of her and put your dick away. "I'm sorry about my parents," she said, while looking for her panties.

"You're not even going to make her cum before you leave! Oy vey!"

You just walked out, leaving the broken family to discuss proper sexual etiquette amongst themselves.