Neighbor's Desire (1 female PM if interested)

Bronx_Bull

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Michael Winter
23
About 6'4
Black hair, blue eyes

Plot - Michael Winter lives with his girlfriend, Alicia, in a small house. Alicia has been cheating due to Michael's neglect. The reason for his neglect: he has been secretly admiring a beautiful young collage graduate next-door.
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Michael didn't know why kept watching her. It just became a habit after a few months. His neighbor, the beautiful young girl next-door, stepped out of her car and into her house. Michael's gaze followed her. He couldn't bring himself to look away.

He was sitting at the table, pretending to read the newspaper. His girlfriend, Alicia, was at work and not due home for another hour. That was they way it was. Alicia worked days and Michael worked nights. It was a big strain on their relationship, but Michael didn't care at this point. He didn't think Alicia knew just how obvious her little after-work activities were.

Michael watched his neighbor shut the door behind her. Only then did he look away. To his knowledge, she didn't know that he'd been watching her. He hadn't even met her. He didn't even know her name. He'd fallen in love with this goddess across the street without knowing anything about her. Not even knowing the sound of her voice.

But today all this would change. Michael had been working up the courage. He was going to meet her today. He'd made that promise to himself last night. The night she forgot to close her curtains. Michael had seen her. Her gorgeous naked form spread out across her bed. He didn't consider himself a peeping tom, but he'd been unable to look away. It was right at that moment that he knew what he needed to do. He needed this goddess in his life.

Michael took a sip of his coffee, setting the cup down as he walked over to the mirror. He didn't look too bad. He straightened up, trying to picture himself greeting her at her doorstep when he went over. Biting the bullet, Michael turned and headed for the door. It was now or never. He kept hanging around like this and he'd be here all day.

Michael walked up the path to her doorway. He felt himself grow colder with every step. By the time he reached her door, he didn't know whether to ring the doorbell or run for his life. He forced himself to act. Taking a deep breath, he pressed hard on the doorbell.

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Hi. First thread so I figured I'd start easy. Need one female to play the neighbor. Please PM me if you're interested. Thanks.
 
It was my day off from college and I was sleeping late until...
The doorbell woke me from my slumber, I slipped a dressing gown over my naked body.

I took my hair out from its messy bun and brushed it with my fingers.

I opened the door and saw my neighbour, I was suprised to say the least.

My friends had told me that he had been checking me out, but I never believed them until I noticed it yesterday. To be honest I liked knowing he
was watching me.

Last night I made sure my curtains were open as I slept, so he could see me naked in my bed. The thought of his eyes on my naked body made me imagine all sorts of naughty things.

I smiled at him, 'Hello'
 
There she was. Covered only in a dressing gown. She smiled and Michael couldn't help but smile back. She looked even better up close.

"Hi. How are ya," Michael said with a nod, trying to keep cool as his eyes wandered briefly from her eyes to her breasts and then further down. He was reminded of last night. Watching her. Ashamed of himself, yet unable to pull his eyes away. He tried to snap out of it.

"Names Michael. I live next-door. Figured I'd come say hello. I didn't wake you did I?"
 
She took in the sight of the man before me, he was yummy.

'You did wake me, but I really don't mind...is there something that I can help you with?'

She smiled, enjoying that he was uncomfortable, enjoying that he was looking.
 
"I figured I'd just introduce myself. You know," Michael replied. This was the hard part. Thinking up a good excuse as to why he'd come to see her. "I was thinking maybe you'd want some company. I work nights so I got nothing better to do."

Michael expected to be sent away. His lame excuse and the way his eyes kept wandering were sure signs. He looked over her figure one last time, expecting the door to be shut in his face.
 
Michael wasn't expecting this. Before he knew it, he was being led inside. He never thought he'd ever set foot in this place. He still couldn't quite believe all this was happening. He followed her, letting his eyes rest on her ass before moving up and down her legs.

"You didn't tell me your name,' Michael pointed out as he followed her inside. He might have been a little forward, but he'd been wanting to know for a long time.
 
She smiled, 'Mia...my name is Mia.'

She sat on the lounge and crossed her legs revealing a glimpse of her creamy coloured thigh, she runs a hand down her thigh as she pats the seat beside her.

Mia was praying that he'd have the courage to make the first move she wasn't about to steal another girls man. If he made the first move there would be no way she would be able to resist.
 
Michael took a seat beside Mia. She obviously knew he'd been looking at her. Michael could tell by the way she moved. The way she ran her hand down her thigh. Trying not to make the growing bulge in his pants too obvious, he turned to Mia. Forcing a smile.

"Nice place you got here," he said, trying to ease the tension. He couldn't take his eyes off her hand, still moving slowly down her thigh. He couldn't resist. He raised his hand slightly and and placed it on her knee, running it up her other thigh. Slowly. He couldn't quite believe he was touching her like this. Somehow he could tell that she wanted him to make a move. Gently bringing his hand further up her thigh, he looked to her for a reaction.
 
The feel of Michael's hand on her thigh was so promising of the pleasure that could follow, the pleasure she knew that he could give her.

The thought of his hands all over her, made her shiver in delight.

There was no denying it, girlfriend or not Mia wanted Michael. If she was never around to give Michael the attention he needed, then the woman deserved to have him taken from her.

Mia slipped a hand into the black hair at the nape of his neck, she lent in closer to Michael her eyes focused on the lips she longed to suck to kiss.

So she did. Mia kissed his lips roughly, pulling him closer to her as she parted his lips to slip her tongue in his mouth.

Mia moaned at the taste of him.
 
Michael wrapped his free arm around Mia as he helped pull her closer. As soon as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, his tongue moved to meet hers. His pace was slower, more sensual, then hers. He was teasing.

Meanwhile, his other hand continued to travel up her thigh, brushing between her legs for just a moment before moving up and along her gorgeous body, briefly cupping her left breast before finally coming to rest along her cheek.

Holding her face firmly and gently, Michael's kiss became more passionate. His tongue engaged with hers as he began to suck on her lips.
 
Mia moaned into Michael's lips as he barely brushed her cunt, he just touched her enough to make her feel the wetness growing inside her. The thought of his fingers inside her was enough to make her shiver.

She began to unbutton his shirt slipping her fingers between the fabric to run her hands along his muscled chest. Mia rubbed Michael's nipples quickly before teasing his growing erection with her fingertips, if he wanted to tease her that was fine but she was going to give as good as she got.
 
Michael slipped his shirt off without a second thought before his kiss trailed down from her mouth and along her neck. All the while he enjoyed her hands on his chest.

Her fingertips teasing the growing bulge in his pants was getting to be too much. Michael groaned, his breath heavy on her neck. He needed to use all his self-control to stop himself from taking her right at that moment. He resisted. He wanted to make this last.

He continued to kiss down her neck until his lips were tracing the edges of her robe. His lips were no more then an inch away from her breasts, still concealed beneath her dressing gown. Bringing his hands down, very slowly, he made to untie her robe.
 
Mia smiled as Michael groaned, she loved the sound. She couldn't wait to hear him cum, hear him groan as she pleasured him.
She tilted her head back so he could access her neck easily, this was bliss.
Mia sucked in a breath as she felt Michael fiddle with the tie on her robe.
'I want...' she couldn't finish her sentence as she felt his hardness against her leg. Instead she rubbed her hands slowly up and down his back, trying to focus on the lustful look in his eyes.
 
Michael finally untied the lace, but made no sudden moves. feeling his hardness against her leg, he slowly moved back up to his previous position. At her neck and barely an inch from her breasts. His hands gripped her shoulders, pulling the robe away from them bit by bit. Once her shoulders were exposed, Michael held the robe in place. Letting them barely cover her breasts.

Every move he made caused his cock to grind against her body, straining against the fabric and begging to be let loose. He groaned, desperate to create more heat. More pleasure for the both of them. He brushed up against her cheek and whispered in her ear.

"What did you say you wanted?" he asked her. Now it was her turn to be in control.
 
Mia ran a finger down Michael's chest as she looked at him biting her lower lip lightly.

She slipped her hand in his hair, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
"I want you..." she whispered. Leaning towards Michael Mia slipped the robe from her shoulders, exposing her naked body to him. She lent closer and kissed his mouth hotly.

Mia felt his erection and knew it must be torture to have it trapped in his pants, she unzipped them. Mia slipped her hand inside his pants to stroke him again before taking his cock in her hand and slipping it free from the confines of his pants.
 
Michael groaned as his cock was finally released. The feeling of her hand wrapped around it. The sight of her naked body before him. There was no going back now. He wouldn't have been able to stop even if he wanted to.

Michael's hands cupped her breasts gently as he leaned forward to run his tongue over them. Before long he allowed his hands to move, running them slowly down her back and along her ass before they came to rest on her thighs. Right back where they started.

Michael ran his tongue along her right nipple as his hands began to stroke her thighs. Slowly at first, but it wasn't long before each stroke was drawing him closer and closer to her pussy. Soon he'd be touching her. He was still going deliberately slow. Not making any sudden movements.
 
Mia sighed with arousal as she felt Michael's tongue tickle her nipple. Her hands found his hair again and she stroked his neck and shoulders as he teased her. As he brushed the trimmed hair between her legs she couldn't help but whisper his name.
"Hmmmmm, Michael..."
He was taking things so slowly his touch had become some sort of pleasant torture. Mia didn't know if it was because he was nervous or if he just wanted to be able to remember every small detail about their affair. She of course liked to think it was the latter.
 
Michael slowly ran his index finger along her pussy lips, his face still at her breasts as he let his touching become bolder. Before long his fingers were wet with her juices. He was rubbing her clit with his thumb while his fingers continued to tease her pussy. Never quite fully inserting them before they returned to rub along her pussy lips.

Michael's mouth finally moved off Mia's breast and back long her neck. He moved towards her lips and whispered to her once more.

"Tell me what you want?" he asked seductively. He didn't want to just guess his way through his. He wanted her to tell him every last detail about how she wanted her pussy ravaged.
 
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Mia sighed as she lent against Michael, as he touched her so intimately.
'I want to feel you inside me, rubbing my clit...' as she spoke she stroked him softly, 'and I want you to take those pants off.'
 
There was no way Michael was prepared to turn her down. His pants and underwear fell and he stepped out of them, now completely naked. His cock hard and longing for relief. He stared at her for a moment, getting another eyeful of her beauty before going in.

His right hand was at her pussy. A finger, wet with her juices, sliding it's way in while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Faster.

As he slid his finger all the way in, he leaned forward to lock his lips with hers. Letting his tongue slip into her mouth as he reached for her hand, encouraging it to stroke his cock faster. He pulled his finger out and plunged it back into her. He did so again, and again. He was picking up speed now.
 
Mia moaned into Michael's lips as she followed his encouragement and stroked his hard cock with more force. Her own body was shivering with delight as his fingers moved inside her.
The speed at which his fingers moved drove her crazy. She stroked him and lightly massaged his balls between her fingers. The way he was touching her she'd cum for him soon, she hoped that he would return the favour. The though of him groaning as he came for her only made the pleasure build inside her even more. Breathing quickly before she kissed him again, Mia sucked on his lower lip, licking it as she took his hard cock in her hand again.
 
He continued to rub her clit. Faster then ever. Michael's finger was still thrusting into her and as soon as she moaned into his lips, Michael put a second finger inside her. Before long he was thrusting two fingers into her hard and fast.

Michael moaned deeply as he felt her hand stroking his cock. He returned the favor by rubbing harder on her clit. He pulled his lips away from hers and once more went to whisper in her ear.

"You want my tongue on you?" he whispered. "you want my tongue on your clit?"

As he said this, he pushed into her pussy deeper with his two fingers, letting them remain all the way inside her.
 
"Oooh yes..." Mia moaned as she felt Michael plunge another finger inside her wet cunt. She was breathing heavily when she answered him, "I want to feel your tongue on my clit..." she moaned softly, "I want to cum for you Michael."
Mia opened her legs for him, his fingers still deep inside her, covered in her juices. Rubbing her hand over his, she slipped his fingers from her cunt. Leaning over towards him Mia took his fingers in her mouth as she caught his gaze. She sucked his fingers tasting herself as she licked them clean, smiling innocently.
 
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