My neighbor is a hot little number. When she moved into
the townhouse directly across from ours, my wife
immediately disliked her. Not that my wife is a prude.
She's in her early thirties, and quite a dish herself.
At 5'6", with a slender hard body and short jet black
hair, Sharon turns her fair share of heads, although
she claims that she doesn't notice it.
But Dora across the way from us, is a hot Mexican slut
and she knows it. She's a little shorter than my wife,
but so much more curvaceous, with pouty dick sucking
lips and tits that need to be kneaded. This is the kind
of chick that dresses to be undressed by the eyes of
every man at the mall.
It all started last weekend, when I was out on the
deck, cleaning off the patio furniture. I heard some
movement from her deck, so I stood straight up as if to
stretch, and glimpsed over the fence. I saw her lying
on a towel, with a skimpy bikini bunched around ass,
pulled up over her cheeks. Her top was completely off.
I quickly bent back down to work, so she wouldn't know
that I was peeping over the fence. I'm not sure if she
saw me looking or not, or for that matter, if my wife
saw me, because at that moment, she called me from the
kitchen window just above the deck, where she could see
into both yards.
When I went into the house, Sharon claimed she wanted
help opening a jar, or some nonsense, but I'm pretty
sure she just wanted me inside, away from the hussy.
From inside, I could easily see into her yard as I
removed the loose lid from a jar, and she was nowhere
to be seen.
The last glimpse I got of her that day was directly at
eye level, from her own kitchen directly across from
ours. Dora was wrapped in her towel just above her
nipples, so her cleavage was bulging. She gave me a
mischievous look, like I was school boy caught with a
Playboy, and turned to walk away. I think I turned red,
just as I remember that my wife was standing right next
to me and could see her too.
I pretended that nothing had happened, and Sharon
didn't say anything either, as she shut the blinds.
Even though she didn't say anything, I was thinking
that she should loosen up a bit. But, I guess time
would tell that maybe women know a little more about
these slutty neighbors than we know.
The next Saturday was another cleaning day. My wife was
in the kitchen, and I was in the garage. It was a hot
sunny day, so I had the garage door open. As I was
fiddling with something on my wife's car, I saw Dora
walk by, evidently coming back from the pool. She was
wet, in an even skimpier bikini, with a transparent
scarf wrapped around her shapely waste. Her nipples
looked like they were about to bust out of the edge of
She stopped and turned to me, just as I realized that I
had been staring. I thought she was going to bust me or
something, but I guess she had something else on her
"Hi neighbor," she said with a saucy little accent.
"Oh, just cleaning this, uh, thing here." Was I a
babbling fool or what?
She stepped into the garage, as if to look closer at
what I was doing. "Wow, you're pretty handy. I sure do
miss having a handy man around." I was dumbfounded.
"Maybe you could help me out sometime, with some
I stammered, "Gee, uh, I don't know..." Then she quite
intentionally dropped her keys on the floor.
"Oops, see how clumsy I am? Why, someone as clumsy as
me gets awfully lonely without a handyman to fix things
up." And she slowly bent down to pick up the keys, with
her tits practically falling out of her top.
I was getting hard, and it was pretty obvious with my
shorts. After she picked up her keys, she looked up and
was face level with my tented shorts. "Wow, you sure
At that point, Dora dropped all pretenses and put her
hand on my raging pole. I started to protest, but then
I decided it would be better to go at this quietly,
with my wife just upstairs.
After caressing me through my shorts, she pulled them
down, freeing my throbbing cock as it started to get
hard. She touched the head with her pouty lips, before
going at it. Pretty soon she was sucking and licking my
balls like a porn queen. I grabbed her head and started
to fuck her face. She moaned softly, and I saw her hand
reach down between her own legs.
I was getting pretty hot and started to think how I
could fuck her in the garage, with my wife upstairs and
the garage door wide open. Well, it never came town
that, because the door to the house suddenly open.
Sharon's head poked out and squinted at me, because I
was backlit. Luckily, Dora was down between the two
cars in the garage so she couldn't be seen, and she had
the courtesy to be quiet.
"Honey, would you come up and help me for a second?"
"Sure, hon, in a minute," I could barely keep my voice
level, with my cock in Dora's throat.
"Could you come up now? Just for a second?" Pretty
insistent, especially for a wife that had no idea
someone was sucking her husband's cock.
Then the door closed and she was gone. That was a close
one. I pushed Dora's head back and pulled my shorts up.
"You can't just go like that! What about me?"
"Please, do you want me to get caught or something?
I'll make it up to you later, really." Then I ran up
into the house, just as I could hear her spit something
at me in rapid Spanish.
My heart was pounding like a jack hammer as I was up in
the kitchen. Luckily, my wife was too busy climbing up
on the counter to notice my wet hard dick bulging
through my shorts.
"Will you pass me that china in the dishwasher, so I
could put it up here on the top shelf?"
"Sure," I said, as I handed up a piece. She kneeled on
the counter, reaching up to put the plate away. With
each piece I handed her, I could see her thin muscular
midriff exposed as her half shift rode up her body.
From my vantage point, I could see up her shirt to the
swell of her small tight breasts.
Man, I was getting hot. After a half sucking from a hot
slut, and then staring at my wife's hard body, I was
getting really hot.
As Sharon stretched up to get a plate up on top of the
stack, I reached up and put my hands around her waist.
She giggled, but didn't move. I rubbed my hands slowly
up her sides as she slid the plate home. My hands went
up to cup her breasts and she let out a sigh.
I guess the sudden attention during housework had an
effect on my wife, because she responded by arching her
back and moaning softly as I tweaked her taut nipples.
I pulled her down off the counter, but still had her
facing away from me. I slid my whole arm up her shirt
and rubbed her tits, while my other hand slid down her
shorts between her legs. She gasped as my fingers found
her clit. She steadied herself by putting her hands on
the counter as I worked her nipples with one hand and
her clit with the other.
Soon my hand was getting wet with her juices. I pulled
my hands out to her sides and pulled her shorts down.
She was pretty hot. I turned her around and lifted her
onto the counter, and knelt between her legs. Her pussy
juices were running down her leg, and the tip of my
tongue traced the fluid back up to her steaming cunt.
The second my tongue touched her swollen clit, she
arched her back and started bucking.
I couldn't resist anymore. I stood up, dropped my
shorts, and plunged my rock hard dick into her dripping
hole. She gasped as I penetrated her, grinding her into
the kitchen counter. She buried her fingers in my hair
as I gripped her ass and fucked her like a madman. I
was getting off as much to the knowledge that I had
Dora's spit on my cock that I was fucking in and out of
my wife, as I was from Sharon's throbbing pussy that
was about to explode.
As I pounded her, I could feel my balls slapping
against her ass on the edge of the counter, as my cock
slammed against the back of her pussy. She screamed as
she came, and I followed soon after that. I continued
to pump her as her hips bucked and then we were quiet.
She collapsed onto me as I held her, and I held her
with my eyes closed.
It was a few seconds before I reopened them, to look
straight across the way into Dora's eyes standing in
her own kitchen. She had been watching the whole thing,
and I could see that her hand was inside her bikini
rubbing herself. She kept staring straight at me, as
she fingered herself.
I thought that I would get hard again watching this,
when suddenly Sharon jumped up and kissed my cheek.
"I'm going to take a shower, you."
I watched her go upstairs to make sure she didn't look
across to see Dora standing there watching us. When she
was gone, I turned around to take another look, Dora
she wasn't there anymore. Oh well.
But just at that moment, as I heard the water turn on
upstairs, I heard the door to the garage open. In
walked Dora, standing in our kitchen, completely naked
as she dropped her bikini bottom to the floor.
Without clothes on, her brown skin and huge erect
nipples made my heart skip a beat. It skipped another
beat, seeing her standing in my kitchen with my wife
upstairs taking a shower.
She came right at me.
"You son of a bitch. You can't get me started then shoo
me away, just to tease me with your flat-chested wife.
You better finish what you started."
I couldn't argue her. She dropped to her knees in front
of me to continue where she left off. My cock was
dripping with cum and my wife's juices, but Dora didn't
seem to mind. In a second I was rock hard again, just
after cumming only moments before.
I pulled Dora up and pushed her up against the counter,
facing away from me with her legs spread wide. I
reached around and felt her dripping wet pussy. The
pussy that she'd been fingering while watching me fuck
my wife. I moved up against her and jammed my hard cock
into her slit from behind. She bucked and moaned
softly. I felt her soft wet pussy contract around me as
she bucked several times as a violent orgasm consumed
her. I guess it takes a good hard dick to finally get
But I was just getting started. I thrust a couple more
times, then slowly pulled out. Dora seemed a little
confused, but soon figured it out, when I placed my
well lubed rod against her cunt.
But then I finally started fucking her. Before she
could even protest, I reached around and covered her
mouth. She tried to scream at me through my hand, but
she barely made a muffled sound. My other hand shot
down and rubbed her clit vigorously as I continued to
thrust into her faster and faster.
After maybe a full minute of this Dora's body tensed,
and at that moment I too couldn't hold back no longer
and I shot my load up her cunt, our bodies jerking and
squirming as our duel orgasm numbed our minds, then our
bodies relaxed. And just at that moment, the water
upstairs turned off.
"Satisfied now?" I said to her, as helped her up and
guided her back to the door to the garage.
"You're a bastard," she said as she picked up her
bikini bottom and out.
As the door closed behind her, I mumbled, "Yep, and a
bastard that you're going see again soon."