Fantasy

There she goes again ... waltzing out her father's luxury vehicle, scrubbing it down, getting her shirt nice and wet. And here I am again for the umpteeth time stroking my dick watching her in my room.

You're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about right? I'm talking about my next door neighbor, Kristina Williams. From the moment the Williams moved next door, Kristina has been a walking wet dream. All of her good looks came from her mother, of course, who I swear could be mistaken for Vanessa Williams (interesting how they have the same last name). Her father on the other hand looks like Uncle Phil from Fresh Prince, but I'm getting beside myself.

My mother and father were always the people who greeted the next door neighbors and me to greet them as well. Only this time I wasn't angry in doing such. There before me had to be the sexiest girl I ever, and I do mean ever, laid eyes on. About 5'3, 120 something curves all over, big ass, big tits I swear I was in heaven.

Since then I had been wanting to tap that lovely ass since I peeped her. Why haven't I you asked? Honestly, I don't know. Being somewhat in the uppercrust of our community it was almost taboo to date someone of a different race, especially someone black. Now it didn't matter that she was basically the same skin tone as I was or the fact that she looked like a short supermodel. It just wasn't meant to be.

Well that was until she started prancing around in those short shorts letting that fat ass of hers I constantly drooled over peak out or those tight tee shirts that made those 34D tits wanna pop out. And then the summer came. The warm weather spurred her to wash her father's car every friday and every friday I was there with a major hard on stroking myself watching her shirt get soaking wet giving me a complete view of what I had been missing. Some odd reason at that time I felt too compelled to let another stroke a thon happen. I needed to be surrounded by her pussy walls quick fast and in a hurry. No longer could I resist. It had to happen, or I'd combust.