My room was so hot I had to open my window. 'I can't sleep with this nightgown on,' I thought. I threw it across the room and hoped my wife would sleep on the couch all night. I wanted to sprawl across the bed like a starfish, shaved pussy catching a gentle breeze every now and then. The joint I smoked earlier started making my breasts ache, needing to be sucked, licked. Not happy with my wife, but so fucking aroused on this sticky night, left me torn about what to do. As I slowly put my fingers on my pussy, I heard a sound. From my open window stood my gorgeous neighbor, the single dad with warm whiskey brown eyes and black hair shot through with grey.
As we locked eyes my cunt started dripping I became so aroused. I hadn't touched a man in 20 years but suddenly all I wanted was his dick fucking me hard. Slowly I dragged my hand through my curls, seeking my throbbing clit. When I heard him groan I grabbed my aching large breast with my other hand, wishing it was his hand squeezing me so. When did I start to think he was so hot? I was so fucking turned on, liquid spreading, wanting a hard dick desperately.
My fingers started pushing inside my hollow, weeping vagina while I stared at my intense neighbor. His face flushed, his eyes spearing me as I wished his dick could. His chest heaved and his arm muscles clenched on my window frame. 'I wish you were fucking me Sam', I whispered into the room where the only thing to be heard was the wet plunging sound of fingers fucking into flesh, and our mingled heavy breathing. Then I heard another noise, a metal screen sliding away from its frame. Sam pulled his body through my window, bulging muscles easily holding his weight as he levered himself down.