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Neighborhood CougarThis is a work of fiction intended for entertainment only. None of this ever happened but damn, wouldn’t it have been great?“She’s a fucking nympho Larry,” Keith said when I told my friend about mowing the neighbors lawn. “My brother has a friend that knows this guy that says she loves to fuck and doesn’t care which hole she takes your load in.”I looked at Keith in disbelief. Guys were always talking about classmates and not always in a kind way. But whenever the story included two to three people downstream being the expert it was bull shit and I wasn’t going to put any credence to this line of crap. “I just mow the lawn Keith, that’s it, just mow the lawn for fucks sake.”I had dated a few girls and wasn’t the most successful guy when it came to getting anywhere sexually. It seemed that my classmates always had stories of blow jobs and intercourse and generally on the first date. I had gotten as far as a hand up one girls blouse feeling her tits while she was wearing her bra. She rubbed my cock inside my jeans and then she sort of freaked out about “going too far” and that was then end of my one chance to have sex. But I always wondered if all the talk about sexual encounters were just stories. Now this line of crap sounded like the same sort of fantasies that high school seniors have.I had been the Larson’s lawn guy since I was old enough to push a mower. Every Saturday morning I would hop the fence and enter their garage through a patio entrance at the back of the house. The patio was in full sun in the morning and more than once Mrs. Larson would be on the patio in a one piece swim suit and sunglasses soaking up the sun. When I was very young I paid her no attention, she was just the woman that paid me for my work. But about the time I reached 13 I started noticing Mrs. Larson in only the way a voyeuristic teen can. She was the subject of more jerk off sessions that any other female and my thoughts of having sex with her only grew as time went by.Our yards were separated by a split rail fence but both yards had a tall wood fence shielding the view from the back yard neighbor’s houses. Mr. Larson was some hot shot salesman that traveled the world selling some sort of scientific device leaving his wife for weeks at a time to take care of the house and two dogs. Two days after my 18th birthday was a Saturday and just like every Saturday in the summer since I was 12 I hopped the fence and let myself in to the garage for the mower. Mrs. Larson was lying on the lounger in the full sun only today she was sort of wearing a two piece swim suit. I would call it a bikini since I couldn’t see how skimpy it was cut. And the reason I said sort of wearing it was because she was lying on her stomach with the top unhooked and thrown off to the sides. She had her arms curved over her head framing her beautiful face. Her pink lipstick matched her nails and her swim suit. As always she was wearing sunglasses so I never knew where she was looking and for all I knew she was looking directly at me. This did not stop me from noticing the sides of her tits bulged out from under her as I walked by.My cock hardened immediately and from inside the garage I could clearly see enough to get me fully hard. I fussed around with the mower killing time as I stared at her tits and then her tight ass. “Damn,” I thought, “I’d love to fuck that MILF,” and then realized MILF meant Mothers I Love to Cuck. “She had no c***dren dumb ass,” I scolded myself. As I pushed the mower out of the garage she raised her head smiling up at me, “Good morning Larry.”“Good morning Mrs. Larson,” I said trying not to stare at her tits.“Call me Natalie,” she said, “Happy Birthday is in order and now that you are an adult you can call me by my first name.”“Okay Natalie,” I said starting to push the mower towards the lawn.“Hold on Larry, will you help me with that sun tan lotion?” She said pointing to the bottle on the glass topped table out of her reach. As she pointed her shoulder came up and I could clearly kartal escort see a hard nipple brown as a nut and as big as my thumb, or so it seemed. I was having trouble with my erection showing through my loose shorts so moved quickly to the table with my back to her.I adjusted my erection in what I thought was a subtle movement and turned she was smiling as if she knew I had adjusted my erection. I reached to hand her the bottle of lotion. “No, No, Larry,” she said, “rub some on my back.”This suddenly started to feel like something had changed between us. In the past she barely spoke to me except to thank me when she handed me my payment. But then I remembered last week when she handed me the money she put the bills in my hand and held my fingers. Her soft fingers sent a tingle down my spine and directly into my cock. I didn’t think anything of it except when I jerked off thinking of her tits bulging out the top of her one piece swim suit and the touch of her hand.I hesitated not sure exactly what to do about her request to apply the lotion. The one time I had slipped my hand up a girls blouse had not made me bold enough to imagine rubbing sun tan lotion on a womans back. “Oh don’t be shy Larry,” Natalie said, “come over here and kneel down beside me and smear some lotion on my back.I did as she asked and squirted some lotion on my hand. I hesitated a second and then ran my hand up her spine and between her shoulder blades. “Both hands Larry, make sure you get it nice and even all over my back.” Natalie said. “I am sorry I missed your party, my husband Nathan had just gotten home from Romania and had to leave again Friday morning. He needed me here at home, I am sure you understand men have needs.”Her final comment was dripping with sexual innuendo and I did not miss what she was saying. I was so close to her that I could catch the scent of alcohol and saw an empty glass on the patio and figured she had been drinking. I looked down at her tit squeezed out from under her and imagined reaching down and cupping her tit and rolling her nipple around.This did nothing to abate my erection that was throbbing as my hands smoother lotion across her shoulders and onto her upper arms. “Oh yes Larry, that is perfect, you have such strong hands.” She said as I moved my hands to the center of her back again. She moved and I stopped and I gasped as she rose onto her elbows allowing her tits to hang freely under her.I had no idea of cup sizes but these melons were more than a handful and from my vantage point they were perfectly shaped and begging for my “strong hands” to enjoy. This pose lasted an agonizing few seconds and then she ran her arms along her side lying back down. This hid her tits completely as she lay down with arms pushed back along her sides.I continued to rub lotion around her back trying not to let my erection touch her arm as I reached to the opposite side of her. “Get down low too Larry,” she said in a muffled voice with her face buried in her towel beneath her. “Right down along my panties, er uh, I mean my bikini bottom.” She said and giggled quietly. The slip of her tongue was not at all a slip, I knew she was teasing me with that comment.I squirted more lotion out of the bottle, but this time right onto her back that was warmed from the sunshine. The cold lotion must have surprise her as she jerked a little and when she did the back of her hand pressed hard against my cock that was straining inside my shorts. The shorts were made like swim trunks with an inner layer so I wasn’t wearing anything under them. It was my turn to jump and that pressed the tip of my cock squarely onto the back of her hand.“Ummm, Larry,” Natalie mumbed, “don’t you just love the morning sunshine? The air is cool but the sun warms up your entire body, I think it is so sensual.” I smeared the new lotion around her lower back and got incredibly close to the elastic waistband of her bikini bottom. In my mind it was her panty and not swimwear, bostancı escort I thought of what it would be like to slide my fingers under that elastic.“Would she be shocked and slap me, or just moan with pleasure as I kneaded her ass in my strong hands?” I thought as I made small circles getting closer to that waistband with each pass. “I love the feeling of strong hands on my body,” Natalie said. This time not muffled and I glanced up and saw she had pulled her sunglasses off and was looking at my face. “Nathan is a scientist and is not as strong as most men. It is such a pleasure to feel your strength.”“You know a woman has needs too Larry,” she said as her eyes darted down to my now obvious bulge just an inch from the back of her hand. “Sometimes when Nathan is gone I just get so crazy trying to fill my needs. I am sure you never have trouble like that, a strong young man like you must have a steady girlfriend.” I had stopped looking at her face and watched as my fingers moved along her perfectly tanned lower back. I made another pass along the waistband of her bikini bottom and the tip of my middle finger pushed against the elastic and I exposed a line of white skin that the sun never touched. It was a perfectly white line and I ran my lotion covered finger along that line watching as the elastic edging moved down along that line. My cock ached and I wondered if I would cum in my shorts just looking at her ass in that tight spandex bottom. I had no experience in women at this level. The bikini could, for all I knew, be her panties. It was bright pink and white checkered fabric, smooth as silk, and hugged her ass crack revealing her shapely ass. I stopped and wanted to push my hand under that bottom, to feel that gentle skin hidden from the sun. To know what a woman felt like down there.Then I felt her hand on my cock again, only this time it wasn’t the back of her hand. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and gently squeezed my turgid cock. I felt this pulse run down my shaft and my balls ached as I wanted her hand on my bare cock. I froze, not wanting her to release me, yet knowing it had to be just a reflex that she would realize was not proper.I held still my finger tips at the edge of her bikini bottom. We were both frozen in a position that was so sexually charged yet more than likely explainable if anyone would see it. Then with what can only be described as a teenage impulse I pushed my fingers under the elastic up to the knuckles of my hand and stopped with my fingertips touching the crack of her ass.I knew she would feel it and waited for what had to be a negative reaction. After all she was a married woman almost old enough to be my mother. Yet she looked young and supple and desirable. My cock was in control of my brain as I held my hand under her bikini bottom for seconds that seemed like minutes. And then it happened, her hand released my cock and I knew she was going to push me away.I looked down, my hand half buried in her bikini bottom, her smooth tanned skin warm from the sun and now slick with the tanning lotion. It was a perfect illusion to hold in my head when I got home and jerked off. Then her hand did what I did not expect. Instead of pushing me away she slipped her fingers inside my shorts and wrapped her fingers around my bare cock.Unlike me she did not just grab and hold still, she ran her soft fingers down the length of my shaft and then back up. And then again and this time cupped my balls rolling them around in her hand. “I love a man’s cock,” she cooed, “this is the center of a man’s power, a hard shaft yet sort and silky in a woman’s hand.” She said in a dreamy sort of voice that made me wonder if she was asleep and talking in a dream state. “I don’t know if men realize the power they have between their legs. Their cock is the key to a woman’s pleasure.”Her hand slid up to the tip and her thumb slide along the underside of my tip and across my slit. My cock throbbed and I felt maltepe escort the release of a droplet of percum, “Yes,” Natalie whispered, “I love that first droplet of a man’s arousal. When I feel it I know I own a man’s cock for a short time. It tells me that he has shared some of his power with me.” This was no dream state comment, her voice was clear and steeped with sexual excitement.My left hand was still under her bikini bottom and my right hand moved across her spine and then I had no control of my desire and my left hand slid completely under that thin stretchy fabric following her crack down until I cupped her perfectly shaped ass. She parted her legs which seemed an open invitation that I accepted and dipped my fingers between her gorgeous ass cheeks. She was wet and the heat radiated out of her center.I stopped moving. I wanted more yet was afraid I had gone too far. Then I heard her moan quietly, “Don’t tease me Larry,” she said in not more than a whisper, “I need a man this morning, I need you to share the power of your hands and cock with me, I need you.” Her hand moved again and this time she let go of my cock and pulled my shorts down to my knees. My cock was so hard and pointing right at her naked back.“Look Larry,” she said, “I can see your heart beat as your cock throbs.” I looked down and she was right, I was harder than I ever had been and felt like I could explode at any second. I watched her hand with her perfectly manicured nails wrap around my bare cock. Her fingers circled my shaft and started to move. It was like slow motion as her hand pumped me slowly.“Look at me Larry,” she said as she slowly jerked my cock. I looked into her eyes as she said, “finger my cunt Larry, make me cum on your strong hand.”I had never touched a woman in this way but lots of porn and stories from classmates provided enough inspiration to do just as she asked. I slid my fingers down between her legs as she parted her legs further and rose up off the lounger with her knees. This made her ass stick in the air and I felt her slippery hole and probed inside of her with my middle finger.“Oh yeah Larry fuck my cunt with your horny fingers.” Natalie said as I felt her push back against my invading finger. She was so hot and wet my finger had no trouble sliding all the way into her with my first push into her. She moaned again and between moans said, “two fingers Larry, fuck me with two fingers.”As I adjust my angle of attack on her pussy I thrust two fingers in and out of her sloppy wet hole. She never stopped stroking my cock that felt like it would explode at any second. I watched my hand under her bikini bottom as my knuckles would show a strong outline as I fucked her hard and fast. Then my cock felt hot and wet and I looked to see she had twisted like a pretzel and had sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth.Her bright pink lipstick covered lips slipped around the tip of my cut cock and she sucked on me like a lollipop. She made smacking sounds as she sucked on my hot cock. I groaned and felt a cramp that signaled my orgasm. “Oh shit Natalie,” I said through deep ragged breaths as the emotion and sensation drove me into a frenzy. “I’m going to cum…” I said and felt the first jerk of my prostate send a rope of cum blasting into her mouth. I saw some of my hot slippery cum leak out of the corner of her mouth as the second and third found a home in her mouth. She didn’t move to pull off and then I felt her swallow my load as I plunged my fingers all the way in her pussy and rubbed my thumb up against her hard swollen clit.She moaned on my cock as I felt her pelvic muscles clamp down on my fingers and she shuddered as her obvious orgasm began. She sucked on my cock so hard I thought she would suck it right off my body. She rode her orgasm out on my fingers bucking back against them trying to drive them deeper inside of her. When she relaxed I looked down to see her looking up at me as she released my cock from her mouth. I could see my cum on her lips and tongue as she smiled showing me the residue from my orgasm.I felt her hand on my cock that had not wilted from my orgasm. “I love young guys,” she said, “they can stay hard even after filling my belly full of their semen. Now it is time for you to fill my cunt with your seed. Let’s go in the house and you can fuck me on my marital bed.”

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