The Old Neighborhood (Closed)

[RockYourWorld]

Sam Nealy strolls down the oak tree-lined streets of his childhood. Summer’s breezes still wafted across the lush green lawns that he remembered so well. The sun was at his back, the sky was blue and the only clouds in the sky were large harmless and white, adding to the idyllic setting. He grew up here, and as a teenager, he delivered newspapers, back in the days when everyone had a newspaper delivered to their house, and more often than not, they were delivered by boys, like Sam. He loved that job. It was his first, and the $35.00 a week he made felt like a million.

It’s 15 years later, and Sam is a grown man with grown problems. Now 30 years old, Sam’s business is faltering due to the loss of a major client. And his marriage is faltering, basically due to what Sam sees as a lack of interest on his wife’s part. He has decided to come home to the place of his innocent and care-free younger days, maybe to reconnect with what had given birth to his confidence.

As I walk along the road, I notice how most of the houses are occupied by different people, some younger than me. I guess the older folks that I delivered newspapers to have moved on, or maybe even died. As I go along, I wonder if Mrs. Carey still lives in the neighborhood. God, that woman was responsible for a lot of my sexual awakening, even if I was only playing it out in my head, hiding under my bed covers. When I would go by her house, I would love the days when she was out in the yard, especially in the summer. I could count on her being in a bikini or some sexy shorts. She would be on my mind constantly until the next time I saw her.

The way Mrs. Carey used to get me excited, I experienced later, for real, when I met Donna, my wife. But somehow, during six years of marriage, she seems to have lost interest. It all seemed to come apart recently when, during what I thought was a romantic evening, I decided to surprise Donna a little. When we were in bed, I began to eat her pussy. Her reaction was unforgettable – I ate her for 20 minutes, and she never had an orgasm. Later, after I gave up, and she was nearly asleep, she told me “I’ve never really been into that.” I was beginning to think it was ME she wasn’t into.

That’s why I’ve come back home, to sort of reset things. In the old neighborhood, there were no problems, at least none that I couldn’t overcome. I needed to feel confident again. The old neighborhood had changed, but I was hoping, as I came up to Mrs. Carey’s old house, that it still had the power to send me into the world a stronger man.

 

[RockYourWorld]

As I make my way down to where Mrs. Carey’s house is (if its still her house) I decide that if I’m going to remake myself, I can’t do it with my hand in my pants, standing on the curb, thinking about what used to be and what could have been. My thoughts went back to how she looked when I used to walk by. Then, I wondered how she looked now. What would she be, like late 40’s? Early 50’s?

That is, of course if she still lived here. But like I said, I needed to take things in my own hands. It would be great to see her again, talk about the old times. I bet she would freak out seeing me as a grown man. This should be fun. If someone else answered, I would explain the situation, but I really hoped she still lived here.

I approached the door and gave it a hard solid KNOCK.

 

[Queenee]

Mrs. Carey

The afternoon sun was warm on my skin. The days of lying here by the pool would become fewer as the fall approached and the sun lost some of its golden warmth. That was exactly how I was feeling, like some of my golden warmth was leaving with each passing day.

It has been 6 months now since Charles left me for that 21 year old tart secretary of his. I had thought his lack of interest in me was something that viagra could handle, but apparently it was just me.

I glanced in the reflection of myself on the slider door as I turned in the chaise lounge. Still curvey, no wrinkles.. nice tone.. firm breasts.. and all mine, thankfully!

The pounding on my door brought me out of my thoughts as I pulled my wrap over my bikini and headed in to the house. I opened the door and standing there was a handsome young man... probably in his 30's....clearly not looking for me!
"May I help you?" I asked, wrapping my robe a bit tighter about me.

 

[RockYourWorld]

It was her, definitely her!!! I couldn't believe it.. And if anything, she looked...she looked...Better! This was all suppsoed to restore my confidence, but instead , I became a bumbling, stammering fool.

"Mrs...Mrs....Mrs. Carey. It's me, Sam. Sam Nealy. I used to be your paperboy.

I had dreamed of this woman for most of my teen years. Sure, as my life took on its own challenges, she faded into memory. But in this instant, she was as beautiful as ever, really even more so. The years were so kind to her, and I was so glad that I had come here.

But at the same time, I wondered what the hell I was doing. what was I supposed to do, tell her that I had lusted after her as a teenager, and was here to follow up on here, see if she was still a hot dish? If I tried anything like that, I might end up in jail.

But I put my shoulders abck and stood there confidently. I seemed to sense a smile forming on her lips, and the spark of recognition seemed to ignite within her.

 

[Queenee]

"Mrs...Mrs....Mrs. Carey. It's me, Sam. Sam Nealy. I used to be your paperboy.

Sam Nealey.. I thought to myself. Sam.. The smile grew across my face as I rememberd back some 15 years ago to the dark haired boy with the stunning blue eyes, who always lingered a bit longer at my door when he left the paper. He's going to be a looker, I thought to myself.. and boy-O-boy was I right!

"Sam! How lovely to see you!! What brings you to the area? Please .. come in!" I stood back and allowed him into the house. I couldn't help but notice what a nice tight ass he had in those jeans... and then.. scolding myself for thinking that!"

"Can I offer you something?" I said... allowing my robe to hang loosely against my sides, giving just enough of a glimpse before turning to bar at the far end of the living room.

 

[RockYourWorld]

I’m sure my mouth was open, even after I had managed to stop stammering, and I nearly stumbled through the doorway when she invited me in to house. I laughed inwardly at the idea that I made this journey to reconnect with my youth, and rebuild my confidence, and here I was a mumbling, stumbling fool!

It didn’t help matters that I caught a glimpse of Mrs. Carey’s long sexy legs and her still-awesome body that was only partially covered up by the robe she was wearing. I immediately told myself to stop staring, but I just couldn’t help it. It had been so long, and this woman was just as desirable as the last time I had seen her 15 years ago!

“It’s great to see you, too, Mrs. Carey. I just couldn’t resist the temptation to come by and see if you still lived here.” As she walked away from me and moved toward the bar, her sexy walk, I discovered, hadn’t abandoned her either. It was all coming back to me, the fact that I could never decide what part of her I liked best….her firm tits, her long sexy, smooth legs, or that killer ass. I was able to mutter for her to fix me whatever drink she was having.

God, I suddenly thought! This is beginning to sound like Penthouse Forum. This lady was a married woman, at least as far as I knew. She had been back then. Besides, I was a hormone-driven young man, lusting after a sexy lady back then. I had no expectations that she would have any sort of similar memories about me.

“I moved away about five years ago, after I got married and started my own business. It had been awhile since I’ve been back to the old neighborhood, so I came back, sort of to look around and reconnect. I know that sounds kind of funny, but it seemed like a good time to do it.”

She handed me my drink and we instinctively clinked glasses.

“Well then,” she said. “Here’s to reconnecting.” We drank to that.

Just like she did 15 years ago, she had been laying in the sun by her pool. The robe she was wearing hung loosely on her shoulders. I thought back to what I would have paid or sacrificed 15 years ago, as a boy, to be in the position I was at this very moment. I also had to wonder, now that I was a man, would I have the guts to take the bold steps needed? Or was I kidding myself? Was this just a nice lady from the old neighborhood and nothing more?

 

[Queenee]

As we clinked glasses and drank to "reconnecting", I couldnt help but think about why Sam was really here. I mean, he surely took a chance that someone from the old neighborhood still lived here, and I was feeling well, vulnerable.... and needy... very needy. Telling him that my husband had left me 6 months ago for his slutty secretary didnt seem right. I mean, Sam was just a kid when I saw him last.. Maybe I would just let it slip.. in conversation... the way i was letting my robe slip off my shoulder...

"So Sam, tell me about your wife..." I said, peering at him over the top of my glass.. my tongue cacthing a drop that had missed my mouth... "Where is she today?" Moving over to the sofa, I sat down and patted a spot close by.. "come , sit down" I said

 

[RockYourWorld]

I couldn’t believe how good she looked, and the thing was, I was getting to see more and more of her as time went by. Following her to the sofa, I obediently sat where she patted, which, to my liking, was very close to her. As I sat there, her legs were so close, I wanted to touch them, but the rest of her skin, including the shoulder that was slowly becoming more and more revealed as her robe slipped more and more, just looked so irresistible. I was barely paying attention to what she was saying, when I heard her mention my wife.

“Actually,” I said with a sigh, “my wife is at her mothers. We’ve separated. That has a lot to do with this trip I’m taking back to the old neighborhood. I just need to be reminded of better times so I can get on with things. That has a lot to do with me coming to see if you still lived here.”

I glanced down at her legs, and let my eyes travel up her still wonderful body. “And may I say, I’m glad I did.”

 

[Queenee]

It was werid... I could feel his eyes looking at me.. undressing me.. and his last statement about comming back to the neighborhood... there was more here than just his reliving old memories.. or maybe... this was one of his memories..

I smiled and stood up quickly... "umm... why dont we sit out by the pool.. its such a nice day.. " I stammer... The closeness of his body to my own is making me feel very warm inside. I had to think this through. We leave the darkness of the house and step out into the bright sun... with sunglasses on he would not be able to see my eyes.. read my thoughts... because they were bordering on obscene at the moment. Part of me was remembering him as a kid.. my paperboy for christsake.... but another, more consuming part was unable to take my eyes from the bulge that I could make out in his pants.. Was I reading this wrong.. or did he seem-- interested.. ??

I sat back in my lounge chair and set my drink down on the table. Rather than take his own seat, Sam sat down at the foot of mine. Now I knew I wasn't wrong.... "Sam, I am very sorry about you and your wife. I .... I know how you feel though. After 25 years of marriage, Charles left me for his bimbo secretary!" Picking up my drink, I took a big long drink... and thought to myself, Maybe this would not be such a bad day after all..

 

[RockYourWorld]

I almost sat in another chair, but my boldness continued to grow and I sat at the edge of her chair.

“I’m sorry to hear that, Mrs. Carey.” I said, genuinely feeling bad for her, but at the same time, happy that Mr. Carey wasn’t around, and wouldn’t be at all. “But maybe you’re better off without him. Mr. Carey always seemed to be kind of a stick in the mud.”

I meant it as a joke, but there was a lot of truth to it. “I could never really tell you this when I was younger, Mrs. Carey, but you were always different than the other ladies in the neighborhood. You were so…alive, young, energetic. The other people around here were always stressed out, worried, crabby, grouchy, nervous. I loved coming to your house. You were fun, even if nothing was going on. Always relaxed, especially in the summer, in your bikinis…..”

I stopped, wondering if I had gone too far. I already had a bulge that I was trying to hide, and I wasn’t sure how successful I was in doing that. I had pretty much just told Mrs. Carey how I used to lust after her and stare at her 15 years ago.

What happened in the next five seconds would say a lot about whether I would soon be shown the door, or be shown more of Mrs. Carey. As we sat there on the lounge chair, the warm sun heating my skin, I looked at her. Her long, tanned legs were right next to me. I couldn’t resist. Throwing caution to the wind, I put my hand on one leg, just above her knee.

“I wish I could tell you how many times, 15 years ago, I wished that you and I were here, just like this.”

 

[Queenee]

"Please, Sam.. call me Lilly, that's my name. I am not sure you ever knew that.. " I smiled at him thinking about the times he lingerd at the side gate after handing me the paper. I never imagined in a million years... that he was lusting for me then.... and then ...
“I wish I could tell you how many times, 15 years ago, I wished that you and I were here, just like this.” Sam said, placing his hand on my thigh. It was like an electric current entered my body where his hand rested.

I sat up, gently smiled at him, and placed my hand over his. "Well, Sam, what do you propose we do about that?" Our faces were close.. our lips just inches apart. I wanted desperately to kiss those lips.. to feel his tongue enmeshed with my own..more than anything, I found myself aroused at the fact that this man had once or more than once fantasized about me... ME!! Maybe fucking this Sam Nealy would be just what the Doctor ordered!

I waited ... holding his hand in place on my thigh.. eyes locked with his... it was his move.

 

[RockYourWorld]

I didn’t answer her with words right away, but I put my other hand on her other leg. My hands, finally, after all these years, ran up her wonderful thighs.

“Lilly, that sounds nice. What I think we should do is go to your bedroom, both of us should get naked, and we can do several things….."

I stood up, held my hand out for her, and pulled her to her feet. We made our way towards her house.

“…first, we can talk about how rotten out spouses are…..and then, I can show you how I’ve wanted to make love to you for the past 15 years.”

We climbed the steps to her bedroom. The coolest thing in the world was how Mrs. Carey – Lilly- held my hand and seemed as excited about it as I did.

 

[Queenee]

My heart was beating in my chest like I was a young girl again! Sam's hands on my thighs sent tingles of energy through my body and strait to my core... I had not had a reaction like this from the touch of another in.... years. It didnt matter if it wasn't right.. or the fact that I could only remebmer Sam as my young paper boy and not the man that sat next to me... I was craving what he was offering.


I stood and took his hand. I am sure I looked like a goof with my uncontrollable ear to ear smile. All I could do was nod my head in agreement as I heard him say... “…first, we can talk about how rotten out spouses are…..and then, I can show you how I’ve wanted to make love to you for the past 15 years.”

We moved up the stairs quickly and I directed Sam to my bedroom. The King sized bed in the center of the room shrouded in sheer drapes from the four posters. It was a Queen's lair, no sign of a man in this room. I pushed open the sheer drapes, turned to him and let my pool cover up fall from my shoulders, leaving me standing there in my bikini. My nipples firm and showing thru the material. Sam moved in quickly and wrapped his arms around my waist, hands falling directly on my ass. We kissed passionately, tongues entwined, and then his hands moved to push my bikini bottoms down over my hips, letting them fall to the floor at my feet. His hands on my naked flesh caused an audible moan as I offered him full access to my body.

 

[RockYourWorld]

I moaned as I kissed her, and I felt a satisfaction that was a rare thing for me. Maybe it was because I was now achieving something I had lusted for since I was a boy.

But life is funny. When you work so hard for an opportunity and it finally presents itself, you aren’t aloud to sit back and celebrate. You have to step up and take advantage of that opportunity.

I held Lilly’s ass in my hands as I kissed her hard. Immediately, it all felt so right, despite the circumstances as they were, how she once knew me as a young boy. She responded to my hands moving along her ass, and my fingers glided between her cheeks, exploring and hopefully causing her to wonder what was in store.

I broke the kiss to look at her. “Right off the bat, that’s the first thing I can say about my wife. She sure doesn’t kiss like that.” My hands never left her skin, but they slowly moved up her hips, then slowly up her back. Soon enough they found the clasp to her bikini top, and I unhooked it. Seconds later, there they were, her fabulous breasts. Those firm, soft globes I had dreamt about and masturbated thinking about so many times, I lost count.

I leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth, twirling my tongue around it, then closing both my lips and my teeth around it. Her hand held my head as sucked on it, and I moved my mouth across her chest to the other breast, treating the other nipple to the same thing.

At that moment, I leaned back and just looked at her. I had imagined Lilly Carey naked many times, but I could now see her, and I allowed myself a moment to claim my prize. A woman as beautiful as her deserved to have men worshiping and pursuing her, even for years at a time. I was that man right now, but I was determined to reward her with performance, not with talk.

I leaned in to kiss her again, and as I did, I took her shoulders firmly in my hands and pushed her onto her bed. She lay back on it, looking up at me, but I remained standing. I pulled my shirt up over my head and loosened my pants. They immediately fell to the floor, my hard cock right there for her to see. I resisted the strong urge to jump right on the bed. Instead, I stood there, allowing her to watch me. I took my cock in my hand and stroked it, watching the look on her face.

 

[Queenee]

My mouth melted into his... the passion that could be felt behind that kiss, behind his probing fingers.. I could have collapsed into his arms, if he hadn't suddenly pushed me back down onto the bed. There i was, lying naked in front a virtual stranger... watching as he removed first his shirt.. and then his jeans.

I could feel the dampness that had begun to grow between my legs turn into a trickling stream, that I knew would soon be a complete flood! My eyes were glued to his body... as he stood there before me, stroking his incredible cock. I had to bite down on my lip to keep myself from pouncing on him at that moment. Instead i pushed myself back further into the middle of the bed, laid back spreading my legs and, still watching his every stroke... took one hand to my nipple, kneading and pulling at it, while the other fingers began to work on my increasing wetness. The only words between us at this time were through our eyes.. I hope he knew..

 

[RockYourWorld]

I began to think about how I had made it to this place. How I was always the "nice guy". All these people in the old neighborhood, including, Lilly, though I was a nice kid. I grew up, and my wife thought I was a "nice guy." I built my business based on the fact that my customers liked me and thought I was a "nice guy." Where had it gotten me? My wife left me, bored with me, and my customers dumped me because I wouldn't knock my rates down by 20%. 20%! Being a nice guy hadn't gotten me very far, it seemed to me.

maybe it was time to change that, and this might have been my best chance. Lilly wasn't the reason for the rotten things that had happened to me, but I didn't want this opportunity to turn into just another in the long line of marginal experiences that could have been so much more.

I got up on the bed with her, and instead of laying next to her, I pulled her to her knees, kissing her as I pinched and played with her nipples, just as she had been doing to herself. My hands were soon all over her, and we were kissing and moaning loudly into each other's mouths.

Lilly, from what we had told me, had some rough times too. Maybe she was tired of being nice - and being shit on because of it. It might turn out that she and I had more in common than we might think, despite our age difference.

"Lilly," I whispered in her ear. "I don't know about you, but I have some aggression to work out. I'm guessing you do, too. How about we help each other with that?"

As I asked the question, I pinched hard on both of her nippels and bit on her neck. Her answer to me, for now, was a yelp of both pain and exhileration. Finnally, I lay her back, covering her naed body with mine.

 

[Queenee]

My mind was still reeling from the speed at which things were developing between us. Kneeling in the center of the bed, his hands groping my naked flesh while his tongue drove deep into my mouth. It was like sensory overload for me.. I couldnt remember the last time a man had made me feel so sexy, so attractive..

"Lilly," I whispered in her ear. "I don't know about you, but I have some aggression to work out. I'm guessing you do, too. How about we help each other with that?"

With that statement I felt his teeth dig into the delicate flesh at the back of my neck. The incredible pleasure was quickly replaced with the hot pain that shot through each nipple as he twisted and pinched one so that it brought a tear to my eye.

My only voice was a whimpered moan into his open mouth, but i made sure my actions were 'heard' loud and clear as i moved one hand down to enclose around his stiff cock and give it a few good hard strokes, the other to rub and knead his balls.


Slowly Sam lay me back again, coverning my body with his, cock pressed betweend us. I began to move beneath him.. Mmmmm he felt so good, so hard.. I slipped my legs out and around his hips letting my wet opening press against him again. I could think of nothing else at the moment than having his cock deep in me...

 

[RockYourWorld]

I moved my hips so that my stiff cock found its place, spreading her wet pussy lips. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and let out a gasp of satisfaction. Slowly I lurched forward, enjoying the wet silkiness of Lilly's pussy. I moved my arms from around her back and took her hands on mine. I moved her ahnds above her head and held them there, my thrusts begin to intensify, but slowly.

We began to move together, and the kiss we shared was accompanied by moans and sighs as my cock began to fill her pussy deeper and deeper. So far, Lilly Carey was everything I had fantasized about for so long.

"I have to ask you, Lilly, and be honest." I said to her, breaking our kiss for a brief time. "I mean, I know back on the old days, I was only a teenager, but did you ever look at me, think about me back then, you know, wonder if THIS could ever happen?"

I kept her hands pinned above her head, which caused her tits to push more into my chest. I met that movement with upward thrusts of my body, my cock driving deeper and deeper each time. She had enveloped me in her legs, and I felt like we could stay there for days.

 

[Queenee]

Ohhh GOD"! was all that was going thru my mind as Sam's cock slid deeper in. My arms pinned above my head caused me to arch my back to push him deeper still. Keeping my knees bent and back so that I could be spread as wide as possible, I looked down to watch him fill me.

Hearing how Sam thought I was sexy during his teen years was a huge turn on for me.. "Sam, I can't say that I did, at the time, but knowing now that I was being admired, turns me on... very much" My hips circling back against his as he grinds me deeper and harder "ooooooooOOOOOOOooo Sam! You are amazing!"

Our lips lock together and his thrusting begins to take on more force as he pounds into my pussy. Still with no use of my hands, I feel like Sam could do whatever he wanted with me, and I wouldn' protest! Taking a chance I whisper into his ear... "Oh Sam, Please turn me over and take me from behind!

 

[RockYourWorld]

We had long since put behind us who we once were to each other, and we were quickly putting behind us the people we were now. As the moments went by, we were becoming lust-filled beings, existing only to bring out the aggressive passion that had been pent up inside each of us for far too long.

I continued to hold Lilly to the bed and fuck her harder and harder. The deeper I went inside her, the msore she seemed to spread her legs and invite me in more. I didn't need her invitation, though. I was taking her.

Her request to be taken from behind was perfectly timed - it was as if I was just waitingf for her to say it, and she did. My imagination would have had to work very hard to envision Mr. Carey taking Lilly this way. I'm sure he thought it wasn't proper, or something like that. She may have wanted this for a very very long time, and I was the man that was going to give it to her.

I got behind her as she moved to her hands and knees. She looked back at me, not smiling, almost a scowl on her face, like that lust-filled creature I said we had both become.

"Yes, Lilly, I'll take you from behind. I just hope you're ready for where that leads us."

 

[Queenee]

Watching as he positioned himself between my legs, his cock in his hand, I felt him rub the tip along my slit.. spreading my juices the entire length from my pussy to my ass. I jumped a little as i felt him circle the tight pucker that no one had ever touched before.. his eyes searching mine for some reaction. My heart raced!! I didn't know what to do... so I smiled at him and said.. 'Not yet, Sam... save that for later..." Not even knowing if I could go through with it.....!

He smiled.. and slide the tip of his cock down to the entrance of my pussy and slowly began to slide it in. He was so much thicker than... Charles... I hated thinking that, but it was true... Sam's cock filled me and then some. I could feel my walls stretching to accomodate his girth, but damn! it felt good!
Slowly, i pushed back against him.. taking him deeper and deeper...

 

[RockYourWorld]

They were communicating fully. Lilly's words weren't really necessary. HE would take her ass before they were done, they both knew it.

It had to be, thought Sam. They were both freeing themselves as they went through with this. Sam was putting behind his past, a past where he allowed others to dictate to him what he could do, and how his life path would lead and turn. Lilly, well, Sam wasn't sure what she was freeing herself from. It must have a lot to do with her husband, but as Sam's cock slid deep in Lilly's hot pussy, he knew it had to be more than that.

He gripped her hips and drove his cock deep inside her. She was soaking wet, inviting him to fuck her harder. The bed was rocking and squeaking as the two of them moaned and grunted. Lilly was asking for more, and Sam wondered if this was her habit during sex. He doubted it. Maybe that was the freedom she was after.

"Tell me how much you like it, Lilly." said Sam. "I'm going to make you ask for everything you want me to do to you."

 

[Queenee]

It was exhillarating to be taken this way.. to have a man exhibit this control over me.! Talking during sex was not something that was ever practiced with Charles, and asking for what I wanted was an absolute no-no!


"Ohh God, Sam... yes..! It feels so good! Mmmmmmm ...ohhhh .. Yesss!!!" I could hardly believe that I was encouraging this young man.. to take my body in this way! His fingers sunk into my flesh holding me in place securely as he thrust deeper and deeper. All I could do was brace myself and push back to take each thrust fully.

I lowered my chest down against the mattress, causing my ass to rise higer toward him, it was then that I felt his fingers mauling my clit and pussy from underneath, and i realized just how wet i was! I moaned loudly as he pinched and pulled at my clit... "Tell me how much you like it, Lilly. I'm going to make you ask for everything you want me to do to you."

The intense feelings at that moment that coursed through me prevented me from speaking any words,but the gutteral sounds from my throat and my wild and almost uncontrollable thrusting hips spoke volumes as i came hard against Sam's fingers....coating them, soaking them with my sticky sweet nectar...

 

[RockYourWorld]

OOC: To our readers, I apologize for switching to third person back in my last post. I have flogged myself, and reverted to first-person.

IC: My heart was pounding in my chest as I fucked this woman and listened to her cum. It was me, Sam Nealy, making Mrs. Carey have an orgasm! Christ, how long had I dreamed and fantasized about this moment? And the thing was, it was even better than I imagined. Better because of the way she was responding, the way she was releasing.

Her pussy was so wet, my cock slipped inside her to the point where my hips were smacking against her ass at the top of my thrusts. My hand was so wet as I played with her clit, that her honey was dripping off the back of my hand. She wanted this as much as me. Maybe for different reasons. I wanted it to regain the confidence I had in my past. I think Lilly wanted release from Charles, and a bitter divorce. Was I helping her do that? I wasn’t sure, and frankly, I didn’t care. All I could think about was her hot wet pussy and the way she was screaming when she got off.

I didn’t let up on her. I rammed my cock as deep as I could. As she finished her orgasm, my hands moved to her hips, and I gripped them tight. I had been fucking her hard before, but I began to hammer her. I doubted if Lilly had EVER been taken like this, and I wasn’t sure she knew what to think of it, but I was pretty confident she didn’t want me to stop. And I didn’t. I fucked her deep and hard. I moaned and grunted, and she screamed and thrashed.

I leaned back and watched, taking in as much of the sight as I could, my cock sliding in to Lilly’s pussy from behind. Clenching tighter, I let out a lower frequency groan, pushing my cock into her and allowing my cum to cover the inside of her already wet cunt. I hoped she felt like a slut, if maybe for the first time in her life, and I hoped she enjoyed it. She was getting fucked doggy style by her paperboy. Probably all her life, she was supposed to be the good wife, the dutiful partner, the good neighbor, the community citizen. She maybe had never been allowed to just be Lilly.

Was she doing that now, fucking me like a horny slut? If that’s what Lilly wanted, I hoped I had given it to her.