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My Neighbours

Friendly and caring neighbours get together.

I live in a row of six small, detached bungalows, in a small and quiet lane on the edge of a small and quiet town.

My immediate neighbour on my left is Nora, a widow of some four years. Her age is around the sixty mark, it is hard to tell and I certainly wouldn’t ask her. She is Five ft six ins tall, broad and solid with what appear to be full round breasts. I would love to discover more but have no idea how to begin that journey. I am a widower of some eight months standing. Five ft ten ins tall, twelve stone, fit enough to run 3 miles most days. I watch porn on the internet to help me remember what sex is like,

The immediate neighbours on my right are polite but not exactly sociable because Steve is very reserved, but Anne likes to chat with me when I am tidying the front drive and lawn, she has the same timetable as me when our front lawns and drives need attention. Anne is a natural blonde, about Five ft eight tall, slim with proud breasts which she does nothing to lessen the effect of. She and Nora are very friendly, they are in and out of each other’s homes and often go shopping or to the local bingo together.

They both attended my wife’s funeral and the women mothered me for weeks until I was ready to begin living the rest of my life. We went back to our normal routines until he collapsed and went into hospital with a malfunctioning heart valve.

Anne is unable to drive because she has just undergone eye surgery for Cataracts and Glaucoma and I undertook to driving her whenever she wished, for hospital visits to see hubby, or for shopping. It eventually dawned on me that Anne had become a little more closely attentive to my ability to look after the housework and was offering to do my ironing for me, of course I accepted.

I gave the matter some thought and then acted. I invited her to dinner and a couple of drinks on a couple of occasions and then also asked Nora to join us. It became a gossip centre but there was a great deal of laughter and the couple of drinks became a bottle and then a bottle and a half.

One late evening I took Anne to her door as usual, but this time I only pretended to switch the lights on. On the pretence that lights were not working I asked if she had a torch, she told me where to look but I put it on a higher shelf in the kitchen and ‘failed’ to find it. As I guided her towards her bedroom I slid a cushion in front of her and when she stumbled I was ready to catch her but allowed my hand to brush firmly against the side of a breast for a moment. I said that it was not safe for her to be alone in the dark so she should come back with me and use my spare bedroom or should I ask Nora.

Anne said that it was a very thoughtful offer but Nora would be in bed by now and she would be happy to accept my offer.

I collected her nighty and her toiletries and we went back to my place.

My lights were, of course, in working order.

By 10 o’clock she had finished in the bathroom and before she went into the bedroom I reminded her that if she had any problem I was in the next room.

I went to bed, but not to sleep. I left my door open and at 11 o’clock I went and switched the main lights power off and outside her door I scraped a metal nail on some course sandpaper..

At 11.12pm I repeated the Repeat scratching and at 11.17pm I repeated it.

I listened and was certain that I heard movement so I returned to my bed and again left the door open.

I heard her door open so I got out of bed and eased into the hallway. Anne was feeling her way along the wall towards me.

I made a noise and walked into her, making sure that I felt a breast for a moment as I grabbed her when she begins to fall.

I pulled her close to me as I reassured her that it was me, that I had been disturbed by her movements and was coming to see what was wrong. It seemed that the electricity supply must be faulty and I could now understand something of her vision problem and I led her back to bed, made sure she was covered and left, closing her door, switching the power back on and returning to bed.

At one o’clock I repeat the scratching and then again four minutes later and once again shortly after that.

She was moving immediately after the third scratching sound and the lights went on in her room. I returned to my bedroom leaving the door open and got into bed. Anne came in and tried to wake me, by shaking my shoulder and, for some reason, whispering my name. I feigned being fast asleep so did not respond and she stood for a minute then lifted the duvet and got into bed with me. The lights were still on.

She lay still for a few mins then moved closer and then tucked the duvet against her body.

I waited for a couple of minutes then I moved and turned so that I was facing her and my hand fell quite naturally and gently onto her stomach, just above her pubic bone. I kept still and she lay still for a few minutes and then she took my hand and attempted to move it away, but she moved it too far so that it dropped by my side and Etimesgut Escort she had to lower her hand, which put it against my erection. She froze.

There was a pause, a soft intake of breath and then she pressed against my erection and moved her hand along it to the tip, stayed still for a moment and then slid her hand back down my shaft.

Anne removed her hand and turned to face me and a minute later she was feeling my cock, but this time she had put her hand inside my PJ fly slit and then she was holding it, I sighed and turned onto my back and she moved with me and began to stroke my erection. I moaned and lifted my hips slightly as she continued stroking me. I reached for my cock and she removed her hand as I begin masturbating..

The next sound I heard was caused by Anne pulling her nighty up and masturbating.

I felt her stiffen and she began to pant. I stopped moving and rolled to face her again. She took my wrist and moved my hand to her breast and pressed it against her.

I moved a little and this put me hard against her with one hand laying on her breast and my erection pressed against her thigh. Anne turned to face away from me and this has placed my erection against her bottom which is still uncovered. She reached down and moved my cock to the cleft of her bottom and then lifted a soft round buttock so that my cockhead is lodged in her cleft.

Anne began moving her hips backwards and forwards and I realized that my precum and her cum had made her slippery and now my cockhead was against her sphincter and she began to press further backwards

I eased forward and she pressed backwards, I moved forward and she began to roll over onto her stomach.

The pretence was over, her thighs parted and I moved over and into her.

she moaned and slid a hand under her to rub her clit, I asked her if she was ready and she whispered that she had been ready for years.

Her vulva was smooth and her breasts were a little droopy but her nipples were very sensitive. We fucked until dawn, in several positions, multiple locations and both her tunnels. Her nighty was a rag. She was hardly able to stand in the shower so I helped her and took her again in nice warm water.

When breakfast was over I told her what I had done to get her into my bed and then she told me that she had realised very quickly that she was being played, but because she had been masturbating over thoughts of being fucked by me ever since my wife had died she was overjoyed that I thought she was fuckable, Steve used to manage once a week if she was lucky.

Anne had another surprise for me, She and Nora had been enjoying each-other’s bodies for nearly a year. Anne had made a casual remark one day on the way home from a trip to the cinema in a nearby town. It had contained scenes of a lesbian love affair between two married women and Anne had commented that with the way things were between Steve and her in the bedroom she just might contemplate finding a woman to relieve some sexual stress for her.

Nora had laughed but had been quiet for the remainder of the journey home. When they reached home Nora asked Anne if she fancied a hot drink before going back to her house as Steve would be watching the football highlights. Anne agreed and as they drank hot chocolate Nora told her that she had already given in to the desire for some sexual release because she had been without any for a lot longer than Anne.

She had found someone on the internet and although the sex had been good she was unhappy about the woman and her attempts to get her involved in a group sex ring. She hadn’t done it again. She would be willing to try it with Anne because she likes her company. No strings, see how it goes then decide if we have some fun.

Anne said that when she put the cup down, she was shaking with anxiety and lust and her vagina had begun to feel moist. She took her dress and ‘bra off and told Nora that she really was serious about being inclined to try it and here was the chance on a plate, with someone she both knew and liked. Nora finished undressing Anne and asked her to do the same for her.

They hugged and groped, they stroked, felt and probed, kissed and licked their way to a climax. Investigating the differences in their sexual equipment and discovering who liked what and how to delay the onset of an orgasm proved to be fun so they did a lot of that. She arrived home at three in the morning and told Steve that Nora had been ill and she stayed with her until she finally fell asleep.

I walked round to Nora’s house, she was in and I wasted no time in telling her that I was inviting Anne and her to lunch in the one good restaurant we had in town. It was just a little thank you for being such caring and friendly neighbours.

The meal was good and so was the wine so I left my car in the restaurant carpark and we took a taxi back to my place and Anne made coffee.

“Tell me Nora; have you decided against having sex with men since you and Anne get on so well together?” Nora giggled and said that Etlik Escort she had not made such a decision as she had not had the chance to have sex with a man. I pointed out that I lived next door to her and to Anne and I had had sex with Anne so why was she different?”

Nora looked surprised and asked Anne if this was true.

“Only since last night Nora, I think he wants to get you into bed and then he can have either, or both, of us.”

“Is that true, you’re trying to get me into bed?”

“I did not tell Anne that I was, she said she thinks I am, but if I was, would you?”

“You would have to ask me to find that out.”

“Will you come to bed with me?”

“Why should I do that? There is a perfectly serviceable bed through there. Come with me and I’ll show you”

Undressing her was fun because would not let go of my cock. When I did manage it I was looking a woman with a firm body, surprisingly upstanding and firm breasts, muscular arms and thighs and a trimmed vulva.

“Did you do that? It is very neat.”

“No but I would let you do it for me. Anne did it, she likes getting down there. Can we fuck now? I am getting wetter by the minute and the sight of that cock waving about is giving me palpitations.”

I played with her body and she returned the favour until playtime was over and we both knew where things were and who liked what and then she fucked me. She pushed me onto my back, straddled me so that I could get my mouth to work on her sex equipment and discovered that she was indeed, dripping. She spent time stroking my erection and applying her fingernails to the rim of my cockhead causing me to press hard and insert my tongue deep into her vagina.

She began to fellate me and as my semen began to boil she turned around and fed my cock into her vagina then began lifting and lowering herself up and down my shaft, at speed, with vigour. Watching those breasts swinging and bouncing up and down was sheer heaven. I came. I filled her and it squelched past my cock and onto my pubic hair.

She rested with me still inside her, She let me do as I wanted with her breasts and would push a nipple into my mouth to be sucked and nibbled when I asked. Then she began to rotate her hips and as she lifted herself upwards and then lowered back down. She increased the rotation and piston speed until she was fucking me faster than I would have been able to fuck her. Nora was immensely fit and strong and she turned me into spent wreck, but I was sure that my time would come.

It came later day after coffee, when I asked her to let me into the driving seat. She knelt on the sofa, resting her arms on the back, which is when I saw her training weights stores behind it. That explained her ability overcome my attempts to move her when she wanted to remain where she was.

With her thighs wide apart I was able, once again to attend to her clitoris and vagina. I did that but my target was a little higher up and when I licked it she sighed and a hand went down to stroke her clitoris. My tongue was allowed entry on the first attempt and it was with obvious pleasure that her anal passage was open for me to plunder. I used her vaginal juice to lubricate my finger and my then cock slid into it as two of my fingers entered her anus.

I finger fucked her anus as I fucked her vagina and she went into an enormous and violent orgasmic episode. My fingers were being squeezed and my cock was being flattened until she eventually slumped forward against the sofa’s backrest. My time had come. She had reached ignition far too early to bring me off in a sympathetic climax so I was in full operating mode when my cock slid down her rear passage and into her rectum.

It was glorious. I fucked her rear passage with no interference, holding her hips to pull her backwards as I thrust forward and then push her forward as I withdrew t the starting gate and then thrust again. Sometimes slowly sometimes hard and fast and again, she exploded, wailing, sobbing and cursing. I kept her upright, against the sofa’s backrest, I kept my cock in her anus and when she’d stopped shaking, I fucked it again.

I just managed to last until she climaxed for a third time and we finished in style, together. I pulled out of her rear and staggered to the loo. I returned to find that Anne had pulled the seat forward and the sofa had become a bed. She was nude, laying alongside Nora with a hand on Nora’s vulva. I could see that one finger was giving Nora’s clitoris some attention as she kissed Nora.

It was relaxing watching Anne turning Nora into a responsive woman and then into an aroused woman. It was arousing me as well. Anne brought Nora back to lustful life and soon they were attending to each other’s sexual needs as I brought my penis back to life and then spoilt their concentration by inserting my cock into Anne’s vagina as she knelt over Nora.

Nora now had a worms eye view of my cock sliding slowly into Anne’s vagina and then she had the sense to play with Anne’s clitoris and to lick it as I pulled backwards in readiness Eve Gelen Escort for the next thrust. This caused Anne to attack Nora’s sex organs with renewed vigour and that caused Nora to hump upwards and suck or bite something as I stuck a finger in Annes anus which caused Anne to climax and that caused me to pull out, drag Anne off Nora so that I could climb aboard Nora to enter her vagina and fuck her until we climaxed, which did not take long.

We had been fucking each other in one form or another for around about five or six weeks when Anne lost her husband. After the funeral the three mourners went to the pub for a drink. It had a large lounge and was moderately busy so there was a lot of background chatter but plenty of empty seating. Anne had just aroused my interest in life by telling Nora that she was surprised that she felt rand after it was all over. Now she didn’t feel as if she was cheating Steve.

I saw a woman on her own by the window, she was just sitting looking out and sipping a lager, She looked bored to tears. I nudged Anne and she nudged Nora.

“Shall I invite her to join the three miseries at our table?”

“You can but try.”

I crossed over to her table and said that she appeared to be in a sad mood, that we were three friends who were trying to cheer ourselves up after a funeral and we wished to invite her to see if it helped her.

“Are you trying to pick me up?”

“I was trying to be friendly to someone who appeared to need cheering up.”

“Go away.”

I went away and then I had an idea. I told Anne and Dora to go home. They looked puzzled until I smiled and pushed a finger of one hand through a circle made by the thumb and forefinger of the other hand. They left. Shortly after that I left, but returned, bought a pint and sat at the table next to the woman.

“Are you still trying to pick me up?”

“Sorry? I haven’t said a word to you.”

“You did earlier.”

“I had a leak earlier as well.”

“Don’t be crude.”

“Don’t be rude then. I had just been to the funeral of one of those two ladies and you accuse me of attempting to pick you up for some nefarious purpose.”

“Well why did you want me to join you?”

“It wasn’t that we wanted you to join us, we thought you may appreciate a little company to take your mind off what was troubling you. Anyway you obviously don’t appreciate it so let me have my drink in peace.”

A few moments passed and then the wall crumbled.

“I am sorry I was so churlish; can we start again?”

“Are you trying to pick me up?”

She gave me a little smile. “OK I asked for that, Which one of your friends has just lost her husband?”

“The taller one, she’d just buried him but she lost him some time ago.” I did not explain further and she didn’t ask. “The shorter one is also a widow. We are neighbours, they live either side of me and I am a widower. May I buy you another drink? And no I am not trying to pick you up.

“Yes, thank you. I am in no rush to go home, not anymore.”

“I am not prying and I will not be offended if you tell me to stop asking questions but are you in some sort of trouble.?”

“My husband just walked out on me for the bloody cleaner. How the hell can I go there tonight, he is packing and I bet he takes everything he can carry in the car, and I bought that.”

Those friends of mine live in their own homes, on their own. They have empty bedrooms. I know that they will be happy to put you up until you can sort the mess out. Please let me ring them and see what they say.”

After a great list of reasons why she couldn’t, she did and I rang Anne and told her the outcome of our little chat. I had to admit that I still didn’t know her name so I had to ask, it was Jenny, Thank goodness it wasn’t Anne or Nora. I gave Jenny the phone and she received her orders to stay there until Nora drove to the pub to pick us up.

Nora arrived with instruction. We were to drive to Jenny’s house and go with her into the house to collect whatever clothing etc that she would need for a few days. Nora and I were to provide interference protection should it be necessary. It wasn’t, because Jenny’s husband had already gone and he hadn’t trashed anything or taken much that she treasured which meant that we arrived at Annes house with a much more cheerful Jenny.

She spent some time apologising for the way she had behaved when I first spoke to her and then I was sent packing until such time as they thought I may be useful in making sure that Jenny would be able to relax and begin to enjoy a few days of stress relief.

Nora Came and asked if I could arrange a take-away dinner for four and did I have any wine? Did I have? She knew I had a wine fridge and rack in my storeroom. That was just the merest hint of the way the evening’s entertainment was being nudged.

I was allowed a quick check of her breasts before she asked me to join them and set the wheels in motion.

Over a coffee we discussed the situation and Jenny admitted that she didn’t want to go back to her house until the locks had been changer and Anne had already set that in motion, it would be done tomorrow but she had insisted that Jenny took time to decide what she should do for the future and the place to do that was right here. I got the list of what each person wanted on their preferred options of Pizza and garlic bread. Nobody had wanted a big heavy meal.

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