The Urgent Desire
The dogs barked at the front door, signaling my neighbor's arrival.
Anticipation filled me as I knew she was about to walk in. My thoughts had been occupied with her for the past eight hours, leading to multiple episodes of self-pleasure. With my lower half sheathed in tight pajama trousers, my excitement was hard to conceal.
"Uh-oh, this won't be subtle at all," I chuckled to myself.
I turned my head toward the door, standing up to catch sight of her. The moment she stepped in, I could appreciate the delicious curves of her legs leading up to her hips, emphasized by her tight-fitting dress. Her walk was reminiscent of a swaying tree, hips moving gracefully. Such a breathtaking woman.
"This is a losing battle," I muttered to myself, unable to look away from her.
She was the embodiment of femininity; supple shoulders, a contrast from my own sharp ones. Her lips, located near her neck, were inviting. I lingered there for a moment, tempted to kiss her before her eyes met mine. A glance of hunger flashed across her eyes— could it be real?
She approached me, breaking my trance with two words. "Did you miss me?"
Her body held tremendous power over me.
"I did not miss anybody or anything else, but if you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting, then yes." I said, trying to mask my overt arousal.
She smirked, "So you dream about sex a lot, huh?"
I hesitantly answered, "Well, it's not the only thing, but it's a lot. While you were out, I... watched TV and... well, it's clear what I think of during those moments."
She chuckled, sensing the truth behind my words.
"You've had a fun time this afternoon," she said with a warm smile.
"Indeed, how was your day out?" I asked in return, trying to divert the conversation.
She recounted her story as she sat down next to me, her hand touching my knee. Her lips whispered in my ear, "I may also need what you need."
My mind exploded with desire, feeling a rush of heat within me. Narrowing my eyes, I caught a glimpse of her seductive smirk before she spoke.
"I've no idea what you're talking about," she said coyly.
"You know exactly what you just did," I countered, raising my voice. She responded with a sly smile, batting her eyelashes.
Pinching her shoulders, I drew her closer for a kiss. "You're well aware of what happens when you bite me," I growled into her ear, causing her face to flush slightly.
She bit my lip during our passionate kiss, making me tremble. Recovering my composure, I gazed into her eyes.
"You're a tease," I declared, grabbing the front of her dress. The way she presented herself made me want more.
"I had an itch that needed scratching," she teased, leading me to deepen our kiss.
As her teeth softly tugged on my lip, I was overwhelmed with pleasure. A strong craving, I'm sure.
"Stop," she said suddenly, putting space between us.
Maintaining eye contact, she extended her hand to pull me closer. "What are we doing here?"
"We're about to go to bed," I replied, thickening my voice.
"And have sex?"
"Yes," I said bluntly.
Smiling, she gripped my pajama bottoms and dragged me into her bedroom. Once the door was shut, I turned to her, suddenly noticing the plastic dress she wore...
I'd been envisioning her in this very dress all day— a leather dress with a front zipper. She'd never worn it until that evening. I could appreciate her body's curviness in the material, and its plunging neckline invited me. "Let's remove that dress," I breathed into her ear.
She giggled, "I wasn't really wearing it for you."
It was a mind game she played, but I'd waitpatiently. We were going to have sex. The ease of the teasing, the anticipation: she wanted it too. As she slipped off my top, all these thoughts danced in my head, realizing this wasn't some trivial tug-of-war.
"Do you mean to tell me you tease other men?" I inquired, stepping back to truly take in her person.
"I never said anything about other men," she shot back, unzipping her dress. One arm slipped out, then the other, and she slipped it from my body.
There she stood, confident and beautiful, the dress falling to the floor before she slipped off her strappy heels.
"I'm sure there are some other men," I remarked, sneering.
"And who would want a clinging dress like this on a regular basis?" she responded, brushing her hands against her thighs.
Jealousy bubbled up in me, but I knew she had played this card before. Trying to give her what she wanted, I pulled out the bed sheets. She hesitated, seemingly reconsidering, but then she provisionally lied down. I followed, finding her in a comfortable position. The moment we connected, I felt warmth engulf me.
"You know I can sense how hard you've been since this morning." She continued. "All those times you've missed me were spent, ahem, taking care of yourself."
I attempted to argue, "That's not all I did."
"Yes, it was." she purred, taking hold of both my hands in hers. "Remember, I know."
The woman tells me, "I'm heading upstairs to change." As she rises, she unintentionally gives me a perfect view of her backside. Sigh.
I can't help myself and follow her, letting her take the lead as we climb the stairs. I watch as she walks up the stairs ahead of me, purposely wiggling her butt right in my face. My desire is growing from a want to a need. I need to feel this girl's embrace, her legs wrapped around me, connecting us together. The feeling of her body pressed against mine, her hands holding the bed sheets with pleasure, her nails scraping down my back.
"Damn..." I blurt out, not even realizing it was out loud. It should've been a thought in my head, but my mouth revealed my inner thoughts.
"Did you say something?" She asks when we reach the top of the stairs.
Oh gosh, she heard me. I know she heard it all, including how she waved her butt squarely at me from the top step.
After the side smirk and the side-eye, I rush up the stairs after her. She tries to run to the bedroom to hide herself under the covers, but she doesn't have enough time. I catch up to her and grab her, pulling her back. I nearly spin her around, nearly pressing her back into me. My hand lands on the base of her back, pulling her lower half to meet mine, positioning her over me. My other hand moves up her spine to the back of her head, pulling her in.
Our lips lock and the sparks fly. The connection between us creates a unique electricity. These last twelve years have not dimmed it in the least.
She bites down on my bottom lip, and I can feel the pain and pleasure at once. I dig my nails into her clothes, responding to the action, but the moan I emit is louder than I expected. She can hear the sound, and the grin she wears reveals her enjoyment of this.
I pull away from her bite, still keeping her close. I can feel her bra strap and the clasp. It feels like it's tempting me to undo it, but I don't want to ruin the dress. I fumble with the zipper for a moment, then release it, only getting slightly stuck. I hear a giggle before realizing it's unzipped enough. I toss the dress over her head and catch the bra with my other hand in a more elegant manner than when I tackled the zipper.
The dress is thrown, and she shrugs off the undone bra, letting it fall to the side of us. I peek down and see the curves of her breasts, perfect like the rest of her. I run my hand over, caressing one breast in my hand, causing her to inhale sharply, not loud enough. I change my strategy by running my thumb over her nipple before lightly pinching it between my fingers.
An eye roll and a louder exhale follow. It's better. I feel my body twitch, begging for release so I can be with her, in her, feeling her wetness cover me as I slide myself inside her. But there are still too many clothes left. Underwear and leggings.
I kneel in front of her, casually licking one nipple while my hands work on removing her leggings. I pull them down over her hips and legs, revealing a black thong she's loved wearing lately.
Then it strikes me.
That scent. Not her perfume or deodorant. The scent of arousal. She's wet and I can smell it. It drives me even crazier. I was almost in control, but that scent sent me over the edge.
I stand and remove my t-shirt, pulling it off roughly. I remove my pants, springing free.
"Apparently, my little friend wanted out." She gasps, her hand wrapped around my throbbing erection.
"You figured that out?" I say, giving a little hand gesture and smirk.
"Gah, this thong is so annoying!" It was becoming unbearable for me as I shoved her onto the bed and tore off her thong, almost ripping it apart. The room was filled with the sound of the fabric tearing and her giggles and heavy breathing.
She was lying there, totally naked with her legs spread out, tempting me with her invitation to come closer.
Climbing up, I flicked my tongue between her legs, surprising her. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face toward hers, "No, I want you inside me." She said firmly.
I couldn't say no to her. I was tired of tasting her, I wanted to feel myself inside her, moving in and out of her pussy, becoming one with her.
"As you command, my love."
I kissed my way up her body, licking her stomach and then those beautiful perky nipples. I snaked my tongue over her chest and neck, sucking gently. She let out a moan as my lips approached hers and our lips met in a passionate kiss.
I stood over her, pressing hard into her as my dick was coated in her wetness. I had a great view of her exposed body.
"Fuck me now!" She commanded.
I could see the lust in her eyes, different from the teasing gaze before.
"Take control of me, love."
I grabbed her legs and lifted them, hooking them over my shoulders, her thighs parallel to my body and fucked her hard and fast. She wanted it and I provided.
I slowed down a bit, giving her a good fucking but not too rough. I was playing with her clit at lightning speed. She was reaching for the sheets and holding on tightly, holding her moans back, her lips slightly open.
With her eyes wide with lust, she looked down before looking straight into my eyes, "Make me cum. Now!"
"Give it to me harder!"
Her words got me to push myself harder, I was really giving it to her. And even faster.
I pulled out a bit and asked her to grab my hand as my fingers rubbed her clit while I thrust into her pussy. Her eyes were open and I could see the pleasure approaching.
"Oh god!" She cried out loud as she had a very powerful orgasm, "I'm about to cum!"
I was close to cumming too. My hand was moving fast on her clit.
"Come in me!" I heard her say as I was about to cum.
She pushed me away and looked right at me, her command having an immediate effect and I lost control, flooding her with my load.
It had only been a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity. She seemed satisfied, her eyes rolling back and letting out a sigh as she relaxed her grip on my arms.
"Keep going." She commanded.
I slowly started pumping my hand inside her till she moaned and I covered her with my body. She could feel how much I had flooded her and her fingers tickled my back.
A few minutes passed and I was back to my normal rhythm, still fast but much smoother now. Her back arched into my as I thrust into her. I held her close, our lips met and she moaned loudly.
"Are you about to cum?"
"No."
I sped up again, trying to cum but within a few thrusts, her whole body tensed and she was cumming hard. She almost curled up from the intensity and I continued to rub and thrust into her.
"Stop, I can't take it!"
But I didn't stop. I slowed down a bit and resumed a decent pace, watching her. I stopped for a second, moving my dick out, leaving her feeling temporarily abandoned.
I continued but with smaller strokes, almost too shallow. My hand was still there teasing her, pressing into her g-spot with my thumb.
Her eyes opened wide in a groan, "Cum for me, please, I want to feel you cum in me."
And that's all it took... I forcefully pushed forward and unloaded my seed deep inside her.
She arched her back, pushing her body up to feel all the cum inside her. I couldn't believe how quickly she wanted to have sex again. It made me wonder whether we would cum so soon again.
"Come for me." Her words surface for the second time. As her final utterance escapes her lips, I can no longer contain it, I sense the approaching climax, already seeping out from my member before it's had its fill and then comes the distinctive fist-tightening, the first hint that she's on the verge of receiving what she's been asking for. She tugs me towards her by the hair, our lips intertwining, the pleasure escalating rapidly as I unload inside her, submerging anything past my tip. I plunge into her, exchanging intense kisses with her while she grasps my hair and legs, delaying my departure slightly to ensure each drop has left my body to enfold her in their juices, enveloping her in a total sense of possession.
For a while, we linger, enjoying soft kisses and caresses, relishing the sensation of our bodies in close proximity, tingling sensations still lingering underneath our skins as my erection recedes within her. Nibbling at each other with our teeth, exchanging lingering kisses, and giving each other longing gazes.
I withdraw from her as she breathes heavily, my breaths also disrupted, and I lie next to her. I feel her leg twitching out the post-orgasm jitters as it lies on mine, my arm draped over her form and the other propping up my head so I can still behold her, her captivating self in full view.
"Quit staring at me." She murmurs, punching the arm resting on her playfully.
"Sorry, I'm just in love with you." I counter. "The sex is just an added bonus."
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