In the Neighborhood (closed for HisPureLust)

[HisPureLust]

While renovations for the residents, and a neighborhood communal ground lined up with my own ideas for a social space in between several of the backyards, the last thing I wanted to discuss at this moment were permits or public beautification.

"That's not a bad idea... We'd have to make some calls but I'm pretty sure we can arrange that. I had actually had a similar idea... I know just the spot." I gestured with my thumb back behind us and towards the backyard "right between all of our properties." I momentarily pursed my lips "Its not crazy... its been done. Besides this is a fairly... 'affluent' neighborhood... I think we can justify it."

I liked her second Idea better, though.

"Well, I'm definitely the guy to start a party," I laughed along with her... "Though since it was YOUR idea, your gonna have to help me with that too."

She suddenly rose, my hand falling away from her thigh. I watched Sanna's full round ass, contained in those tight fucken leggings as her hips sway from side to side before she stopped by the sliding glass doors to comment on the space I had mentioned earlier.

"Exactly," I began, leaning back with a sigh my muscular arms stretching over the cushions "There's no development plans at the moment. All of our properties meet up back there, as long as we're all on board, there's only a small amount of public property to get signed off on, and then it could be the perfect spot."

I stood up and followed her over to the view.

"As long as a gazebo is built as well... I've always had a thing for those..."

I was directly behind her now.

"Sanna..."

Without warning, I walked up behind her and put my hands on her hips, pressing my body against hers, my chest against her back. I was taller than her and rested my head between her neck and shoulder, my breath in her ear, the scent of her soft hair urging me on. My dick was semi-hard, firm enough for her to feel it pressed between the pocket her soft cheeks made, which is were it nestled comfortably. My desire for her causing it to throb...

"...I think it might be a good time to take some of those pictures..." my warm breath against her ear, I held her hips firmly against me as I moved my lips closer.

I moved one hand up to one of her breast and squeezed gently as two fingers searched briefly for an already responsive nipple.

I rolled it softy between my large fingers.

My cock was getting harder every second. Yes, Sanna was gorgeous and intensely fuckable, but mostly I was excited by the idea that David's wife had my dick between her ass. I wasn't actually fucking her... yet... but a bead of pre-cum released from my bulbous cock's head inside my jeans at the thought of fondling his wife's tit.

 

[SannaBlonde]

'Yeah sure, i'l help with a party no problem!'

As I was standing there looking out, I could hear and feel him come up behind me. It was like I knew what was going to happen, somehow, just a second before it did. I was like I almost fell back into him before he put his hands on my hips and pushed up against me.

'Yeah.. the pictures... sure..' My voice came out a throaty whisper and for a moment I closed my eyes and just forgot about everything except that moment, his hands on me, his cock pushing up where my leggings were spreading my ass cheeks.
As he did, I just knew that I'd been wanting this for a long time. Not just from Steve specifically, but just generally. This kind of excitement, lust, arousal.

When his hand reached my breast, squeezing and finding a nipple that easily grew hard, I was about to lose myself even deeper. But it also seemed to wake me from a dream.

'Steve.. god.. no...' My voice was still a throaty whisper and I was going to turn round, get away, maybe slap him - I swear I was.

But instead.. I pushed back, putting my palms up against the glass and pressing my ass against him. Harder. I just couldn't help myself.

 

[HisPureLust]

Her agreement to help with the part was not surprising. I got the impression that Sanna desperately needed something to keep her busy these days... hence joining up with me for the neighborhood shenanigans. A party was usually a fun thing to plan, especially by someone looking forward to one. I considered the group of sycophants and agreeable morons that would be attending and I had seconds thoughts momentarily but Sanna would be there... and the wheels began to turn on multiple ways I could use that fact to amuse myself... especially if i was surrounded by others.

Her tone changed, it was almost languid and pliable... she spoke slow and husky... the rest of her body as receptive as her nipples had been. She pushed backward, her ass pressed hard against my abdomen now, the steel-like pillar that was now my thick engorged cock parting her ass, or rather being enveloped by it... or as much as it could while we were still dressed.

I wasn't dumb enough to assume I was about to have her right now, but the sensation... the feeling of finally getting through to her... the wave of euphoria I felt from knowing she felt the sexual tension too, was immeasurable. Sure, she could of slunk away, appalled... and that would of been the end of it. I could have never submit her application and kept my distance. I knew she wouldn't tell David, at least I was fairly certain she wouldn't. It would have ended there...

But it hadn't.

As she pressed firmly backwards, her round fat deliciously thick ass enjoying the feeling of a real man's cock against it, I grinned again.

I was a happy man.

I dropped all pretense and cupped both her massive double D's in my hands. Large as they were I still could not get my thumbs and fingers all the way around the soft handfuls of her flesh. I squeezed my fingers more firmly this time, deftly using one finger to still attend to her nipples. It was then that I applied a bit more pressure of my own, thrusting in an upward motion... essentially dry humping the pocket of her ample backside before I spoke again... my voice full of equal parts authority and gratitude. My jeans now showing a dark saturated pocket of moisture on my crotch.

"I've never been able to tell you... just how fucken sexy you are... not without some veiled implication or innuendo..."

I sped up her molestations, then letting her tits go abruptly. One hand caressing the soft skin of her midriff, the other running further down her stomach... approaching much more sensitive territory. I was about to pull away and look for my phone, the urge strong... desperately wanting a shot of her just like this.. her legs spread, her hands splayed out against the glass, ass pushed out... but i couldn't move. My dick and my hands wouldn't let me.

"Your husband is a lucky son of a bitch, Sanna. I find it hard to believe he isn't fucking you constantly..."

 

[SannaBlonde]

'Oh.. jesus...' The throaty whisper of mine now more of a sigh when Steve put both hands on my tits. It felt too good, and my hips grinded against him, feeling that hard rod right there... Yes. When he squeezed both breasts it mad me arch my back too and my hand pressed harder against the glass.

'Well he isn't.. .but you knew that, didn't you...' I replied as made a half-turn with my head. It felt treacherous to outright confirm it, but also like a relief to tell someone the truth. It also made it easier that I wasn't staring into Steve's eyes, as long as we were standing like this it seemed to make it easier to do this. I didn't really want it stop but I was getting wet and he was growing bigger and harder by the second. If he moved forward now in any way, I wasn't sure I would or could stop him.

When he caressed my stomach, moving his hand down to that region as he kept on moving against me, it didn't help things. I was so alive, and how can one deny oneself that?

 

[HisPureLust]

Her mouth opened, and I could hear the wetness in it as her lips parted for a delectable moan.

I turned my head more and my own mouth was against her neck... I wanted to kiss her but refrained... my mind still in control, despite the hijacking of my senses that was currently going on. The heat of my breath rolling down her skin, against her like the devil's own words.

"I suppose that's true... its fairly obvious that David is.... inadequate..." I punctuated the word with the sudden discovery of her pussy, sliding my thick middle finger along the top of her slit, pressing firmly till its folds enveloped me and I was atop the soft button that was her clit. It was here that I rubbed slowly bending my knuckle and sliding along its soft surface before continuing "...for someone such as yourself..."

But I knew this was going too fast. After manipulating her sex for several agonizing moments...moments that made me harder than I had ever been in my life. The granite rod between my legs nearly buzzing to be free and buried inside this wanton slut...

I stopped.

I pulled my hand out of her leggings and removed my other hand from her breast, sliding the finger into my mouth to taste her. And as I shut my eyes due to the near intoxication I felt from finally tasting Sanna's pussy, I backed up. Leaving her there against the window, her back arched... her ample ass pointed outward, her feet nearly on her heels in an attempt to drive the dick that was now missing against her further.

I searched for my phone...

I stood there in near obscenity. My raging hard-on prominent, the fabric of my jeans pushed to their limit, the contours of my cock easily defined and pointing upwards practically from my balls to my waistline.

After finding it I opened the camera app.

 

[SannaBlonde]

I gasped when he found it, and it made my whole body react like electrified - my ass pushing back even harder and my back arching further.

‘Oh.. god.. Steve…’ His way of finding it and slowly rubbing it was completely perfect. If I had any defense left it was gone. He could have done what he wanted now, arriving beyond this point. Of no return.

But to my astonishment, he stopped. Maybe he himself was having regrets, doing this to his neighbor’s wife. I guess I respected him for it as much as I was dying for more and frustrated he came to his senses.

I was ready for it, even contemplating pulling my leggings down to give him easier access. But it wasn’t to be. Not now, apparently. Would this be it? Nothing more?

I remained in the position I was standing as he took a step back, maybe still hoping he would return. Or maybe just wanting to show that I was not backing off. It was him who was doing that.

That’s when I understood he had his phone out. Oh. Yeah. The pic. Instagram? The way I was standing now actually seemed to me to be a great pose. Maybe a little too explicitly sexual but still. I wouldn’t mind seeing myself like that.

‘Come on then..’ I urged him now. ‘Take a pic, why don’t you..’ I smiled and did my best to arch a little more, even placing my feet further apart.

 

[HisPureLust]

Her words did nothing to hide her eagerness. It was all out in the open now, every facade and show of civility or propriety gone, save for those we had for one another. Which was did little to hold to the tide against our growing lust.

When you strip someone down to their base desire, you find that we are all inherently the same...

We want to be happy, and often this means want to have orgasms.

Who we choose to have these with, and under what circumstances often gets wrapped up in the machinations of society and the madness that is our "rational" minds, the roles we play, who we are preconditioned to find attractive, the promises we make...

The men we marry.

I enjoyed Sanna's complete honesty at this moment. She was more attractive and interesting to me now, despite the chase and struggle, which had its own place and merit in my pleasure, being gone. Cast aside with the idea that we would always be simply neighbors.

She urged me on to take the picture... and I saw no need to give her exactly what she wanted...

I snapped a few, with a small delay as the phone's "camera sound" could be heard in-between it loading another opportunity to capture this goddess against my glass door. It was spectacular, her head slightly turned to face me, hair covering it partially, her position showing just how hungry she was...

So far while spicey, indeed, it was not something that would cause a Divorce. Nor did it want it to be... but I saw no need to help this beautiful, lonely woman... grow a rabid and loyal fanbase. The only issue as i saw it was that David may realize these were taken in my living room. While I relished in him finding out, and them arguing over it... since i had no doubt Sanna would win such an engagement, I wasn't entirely sure the fallout from said conversation. I didn't want to ruin the sweet girl's life. Just completely addict her to me... and certain... anatomy.

Regardless... I was going to entertain my desires... It was about time. If the images found themselves on Instagram or not could be up to her... for now.

Besides... training had begun. Had it not?

"Gorgeous... your absolutely fucking gorgeous, my dear."

I put my arms down momentarily, just to look at her before tossing away another piece of formality and exposing a bit of my own proclivities...

"Now on your knees. I want one of you crawling to me."