Making Love to My Neighbor Part 3 of 4

Making Love to My Neighbor Part 3 of 4


Jane I like to talk about what my daughter said the other night about her prom it was a bit disturbing to me and cannot discuss with Claire if you do not mind it has been playing on my mind no Tom please tell me perhaps it will help you understand what goes on in her mind I said what do you mean Tom it may be what going on between you and Claire the consent conflict just what did Alice say. Well Alice was hasn’t to say at first we talk a little more I said that will not get mad no matter what she had to say.

Daddy I had sex with Tim on prom night WHAT sorry Alice not angry just surprise Alice please continue tell me all that went on Alice said some of the boys pooled their money and rented a room for the night go on as Tim and I sat in the car awaiting our turn Tim touch my bobbies and reach up my dress and fingered me and Daddy it felt really good and I got horny and wanted to do it.

"No, I had taken care of that with something last year I sat in awe while Alice said, my hips starting to grind back into his. Finally, Tim gets the condom on and he's on top of me. It only lasted a minute but he made us stay in the room for fifteen minutes afterward so everybody else didn't know how quick he came."

Did it hurt I ask

Yes Daddy. It hurt. Hurt a lot, Alice said.

Why? Was he big? Was that why it hurt so much?

Alice didn't say anything, but I could hear her breathing get heavier as she spoke and was grinding her breast into her hand while her plump butt did the same on the bed.

Oh my God Tom I see why your are concern

BACK TO JANE AND I

He was bigger than I am, right? I asked. "It's alright. I'm used to hearing that. You already know about how small I am.

You do have a small dick Tom, Jane protested, reaching and grabbing it, stroking the length of it while I moaned. His wasn’t that much longer than yours.

But it is thicker Jane said I suggested probably a whole lot thicker.

Yes, Jane admitted, setting my cock back where it had been resting. His dick is really fat. I could hardly get my mouth around it, which is why I got scared. I didn't know a guy's cock could be that big around. The head of it was like a plum.

You aren't mad at me? Jane asked, and when I said no, she added,

Of course not, I said, kissing the back of her neck and squeezing her tightly to my body.

I love you Tom.

And you know how I feel about you, kitten, I said softly in her ear.

Yes, I know, Jane said. That's why I want you to make love to me.

Jane's hand was still wrapped around my cock, but wasn't stroking it, just holding it firmly as I breathed on her neck. I couldn't do what she wanted me to do, and not because of the guilt, because they way my cock was throbbing left no doubt my conscience was not bothering me all that much.

It was more a case of my insecurity about what Jane was holding my penis. It had been something I had fretted and worried about my entire life, or at least since I was made aware of my inadequacy by my first steady girlfriend.

After we broke up she - Jill Travis was her name - had told me that I was crap in bed, and had always faked her orgasms. She was probably lying just to hurt me, but since she was my first I took it really hard, especially her parting words.

Fucking needle dick, Jill spat out. Screwing you was like getting fucked with a straw.

That was the first time I had ever thought about the size of my cock, but if Jill was trying to hurt me that comment had managed to do it, causing me to spend much of the rest of my life worrying about it.

I read books on the subject, and measured myself to try and determine how right Jill had been. Right way I knew that the length wasn't the problem, because when I was erect my cock was just short of 7" long, and I learned that not only was that considered a decent length, in fact it was a bit longer than the average.

The problem, as Jill had so crudely pointed out, was the thickness, or lack thereof in my case. My cock wasn't even close to having the 4 to 5" circumference that the medical books indicated was the norm, and in fact was closer to half of that. When I saw guys in porn movies, none of them were built like me at all. None of them had cocks that resembled a hot dog in thickness.

Claire had been a virgin when I had met her, and things were just great for most of our marriage. It wasn't until she fell out of love with me that my old insecurities came back in full force. I was convinced that the reason she didn't want me was due to my cock, even though she had never come right out and said it.

So know here I was, breathing down my Jane's neck with a raging hard-on, and all I could think about was Alice in that motel room with that ass hole with a big fat cock, tearing up my baby's virgin pussy, while my skinny penis was lying between Jane's plump buttocks.

It was something I had always wanted to do, but Claire would never let me have her that way. I had found myself looking at Jane in her tight jeans on more than one occasion at what Jane had always considered extra baggage and had been self-conscious about.

I want to make love to you too, Jane, I said more than anything.

I kissed my way down Jane's neck while rolling her onto her stomach. Jane seemed confused but made no effort to stop me as I worked her nigh tie up while my mouth went down her back.

Jane's ass was right in front of my face now, her chubby cheeks full, round and inviting. While I licked around her tailbone my hands were spreading those buttocks, releasing the feral aroma of her wet pussy.

My eyes had adjusted to the semi-darkness well enough to let me see her clearly as I worked her legs apart as far as I could. Her thick bush grew down past her pussy and up between her legs, and her anus was surrounded by a ring of dark brown hair.

I found my face moving on auto-pilot, working in between her ass cheeks until my mouth was right there. My tongue licked the hairy orifice, and I was pleased when my especially hygienic neighbor proved to be immaculate down there as well.

Oh Tom Jane hissed, and for a second I feared she was going to make me stop, having been revolted by my behavior, but the way she was grinding her pussy into the bedding dispelled that notion, as did her exclamation,      O my God!

Hanging onto to Jane's fleshy hips, I got bolder still, letting my tongue dart inside her puckered ring, and that made Jane squeal, causing her to reach back and help me spread her ass ever further apart.

If was not so good tasting, I would have been disgusted, which made my behavior all the more puzzling to me. My guilt was overwhelmed by my throbbing cock and pent-up emotions, however, which explained why my finger replaced my tongue, and then had me mounting Jane with my long, slender prong in hand.

I should have used some kind of lubricant, but there was no time to go hunting around. I had to have Jane's ass, and hoped that my tongue would provide enough to let me inside of her anus.

Jane cried out when the acorn head of my dick pushed inside of her balloon knot, and she let out a wail when I pushed more of my cock into her ass.

So tight, I groaned as my dick squeezed into Jan's virgin rectum, never having felt anything like this before.

Jane's cavity seemed as hot as an oven, and was so inviting that I found myself pushing further and further until I had fully impaled her. Jane was clawing at the sheets and pillows, either from pain or pleasure, or maybe from both.

At that moment, I didn't care. I had mounted my neighbor like an animal and was humping her hard. It was so warm and tight that I feared I would cum right away, but I managed to last longer than I had even hoped.

When the end came and I could hold back no longer, I let my dick spurt my seed deep into Jane's rectum. Either the twitching of my member or the sensation of my cum made Jane's body jerk in response, and it was only after my dick began to slither out of Jane's bottom did I speak.

"Are you okay, my kitten?" I asked, finally lifting my body off of my neighbor.

Jane rolled over, looking at me with a dazed expression.

Can't believe you did that, Jane gasped just before reaching up and smothering me with kisses, swirling her tongue around my own, even after what I had just done to her. "That was so awesome."

"You liked it too?"

"O my God! Didn't you hear me cum?" Jane exclaimed.

I was too - gone myself, I explained. I never did anything like that before.

Me neither, obviously, Jane told me. Your dick felt so good in my ass that I couldn't believe it and your tongue? Wow! I'm glad my fat ass is good for something.

It's not fat, I said, tickling Jane's ribs and making her giggle. It's a great Ass

Okay then, Jane said. If you can call my butt great, then I can call your dick great too. Deal

Deal.

The next night, I went to Jane's bedroom and we repeated the previous evening's activities. This time, I was able to tell when Jane came, helped along by her fingers working on the other side of the membrane I was poking into. As we held each other tightly afterward, Jane asked me a question.

Tom, how come you don't want to have me - you know - the regular way? Jane asked. Is it because my pussy is so hairy? I can trim it, or even shave it if you want.

No, that's not it at all kitten, I said quickly, letting my hand slide down and rake through the thick bush that covered her delta. Remember, I'm an old man, and back in my day women were allowed to have hair down there.

I think it's wonderful, I assured her.

Then why don't you want to make love to me like that.

I don't know Guilt maybe.

Tom, if you're worried about crossing a line or something, I think that putting your tongue and dick in my ass probably obliterates any boundaries that might have existed.



I guess you're right, I agreed. Tomorrow night kitten?

to be continued


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