The neighbor on the terrace

A couple of months ago, a couple with two children rented the house next door. It is a large house, but it had not been inhabited for some time. The owner fixed it up with some renovations and managed to rent it. The couple was about 35 years old and as soon as they moved into the house, I heard them arguing frequently, wall to wall. I don't know why, but they went from being silent to daily arguments, in which she ended up almost screaming.

The house has a large terrace at the back, also next to mine but on a lower floor . It is a very large terrace that I can see from a balcony that overlooks almost the top. Everyone used the terrace but as they argued she used it more and more alone. I also imagine that she moved around the house wearing large t-shirts, no jeans, no sweatpants, no shorts and flip-flops because when she got angry she would go out to the terrace like this. She would spend a while on the terrace, panting, calming her anger and then go back inside.

She was a normal woman, with medium-length hair combed to one side, brown in color. Thin. Her legs were long and her breasts were not very generous. All in all, I considered her to be temperamental from what I had heard.

we had been living together as neighbours for a short time , we had had time to get to know each other a little when we passed each other on the street, we had even had a few small talks. He was aggressive and easy-going, and she was the kind of woman who gets straight to the point, direct, easily angered, or was very tired of life in general. But good people.

It didn't take long for him to tell me one day from the terrace, crying, that he had been left for a while with his partner, that it hurt him infinitely for the children , but that he could n't But ... It was obvious that she had taken a weight off her shoulders. The children would have been with her for a week or two each since she was alone for days.

I am a handy guy, I like DIY and I like to always be doing something... and one day he asked me if I could help him lending a hand to re- hook an awning that had come unhooked from a corner on the terrace and she was afraid to stand on a chair on the terrace to put it back up...

Us We had made friends, we talked often and even tried to meet up for a few hours on the terrace to talk about everything.

• Bring a hook if you have one and maybe some pliers... - he told me to fix the awning

It was a piece of cake, and I got it over with in a flash. She went inside to the kitchen while I put away the chair I had used and gathered up four things I brought with me.

When I walked in, she was drinking a glass of water in front of the fridge, wearing that half-dressed, half-naked outfit of hers. I was left looking at her , and she realized account .

• Do you want water? - seeing that he was looking at her

• No no , I stayed tarnished

• And that ? - he told me. she

• Well... that shirt shows off your buttocks... you have a nice ass... hahahahaha

• Really? - And she lifted her shirt a little, still slightly with her back to me , to show me her buttocks... She looked at me and smiled .

I took it as a proposal and approached her, half hesitantly and half determinedly, until I reached her. She first turned her back, then as I approached she left the glass she was holding on the marble , and turned around as if waiting without saying anything. I stopped half a meter from her. She had left what I was holding on the table as she passed by the kitchen table. We looked at each other and in no time, almost in unison , we approached each other and kissed. She hugged me on her neck and I on her waist.

immediately and I soon felt my cock growing... which she immediately noticed as well and moved her pelvis towards me . A couple of gentle pelvic squeezes and, stopping to breathe, she looked at me, as if asking if we would go further and seeing the lust I felt in my eyes I smile slightly, we go back to kissing and I lower one of my hands from her waist to her ass, which I caressed over her shirt... She was wearing a small thong so you couldn't see her panties and instead there was a little strap of the thong outlining her hips... I pull her shirt up a little so that my hands could caress her buttocks without the shirt in between.

She had soft, fine skin, a tight ass... and yes , I was already playing with my fingers and her thong. She thanked me by increasing the passion of her kisses...

He stepped away for a moment, not too long...

• I haven't had sex for weeks... and your gaze and now feeling your cock really appeal to me... Do you mind? - and he smiled lasciviously as he questioned me, unbuttoning my pants after having whispered to me.

• You think ? hahahaahahahah

• Her shirt flew into the air and her tiny tits were at my mercy. Just in a thong... - She slipped her hands under my shirt and pressed herself against me , making out with me with delight. Her tongue curled around mine ... Her hands slid down my back, getting inside my panties and with my pants already unbuttoned, she slid my clothes down and my cock jumped out bouncing pointing at her ...

I grabbed my cock, shaking it a little to position it well... and with a new kiss I said goodbye to her tongue in my mouth pushing her head towards my cock, inviting her to suck it... She was already bending down and in tenths of a second she was spitting on my cock and began to massage my glans... first as is, then completely skinned. Then kissing it , then biting it ... spitting and jerking it off ... She looked into my eyes while I sucked on it, the tip, then the whole thing and that turned me on even more ... me leaning on the kitchen marble and with my other hand on her head, caressing her hair and pushing her to swallow my whole cock...

I was ready to cum in her mouth, but she stopped when she noticed that I was enjoying myself too much and giving myself over to pleasure...

• If you cum now I'll cut off your cock. I want to feel the warmth of your milk inside me and feel you cum.

I froze.

Next to the kitchen there was a small sofa in what was a kind of living room for watching TV. She led me there holding my hand... She sat on the sofa , her legs completely open... she opened the lips of her vagina with her index and ring fingers and with her middle finger she caressed her erogenous zone and rubbed her clitoris ...

• Eat my pussy... - and half lying down she offered it to me on the sofa half open with her fingers...

I didn't have to be asked and I knelt in front of her to eat her out ... leaning on her hips, kneeling sucking and licking her wet pussy that smelled like sex... She put her hands on my head and gently pressed them against her vagina as I sucked her clit ... played with my tongue at the entrance to her vagina... stuck it in as deep as I could ... and then licked upwards until I found her clit which I flicked with my tongue and then sucked on while pulling on it... and repeated the sequence...

She slid further down the couch , lying down more and more ... bringing her pussy closer and closer to me, forcing me to almost not breathe to eat her out... She began to hug me with her legs ...

• Oh yeah keep going , dude keep going... you're going to make me cum yeah keep going keep going cabronnnn - he pulled my hair wanting to accompany some rhythm but in reality he only pulled me in the spasms that came to him and that I was sucking...

I put a finger inside her , with the tip of my finger upwards, caressing her inside... She writhed with pleasure... then another and playing with both she began to moan loudly... I no longer understood what she was saying to me in a choppy manner... sucking it , until she arched... and almost as if bending over in a large spasm greater than the previous ones, she released a large jet of fluid on my face moaning from the soul... while she held my face that I did not turn away trying to capture some of that sweet and bitter fluid that came out like a fountain...

It was just a few seconds that left my face covered in her flow... my hair wet... dripping... incredibly satisfied, she relaxed without stopping caressing my head and without letting it separate from her legs , bathing me with her last spasms and sighs...

Still kneeling, I looked at her. She gave me a smile, I would say almost of love, and blew me a kiss smiling... I stood up without getting up from my knees and approached her to kiss her. She looked at me, covered in her fluids... she caressed my sticky face, looked at my wet hair that she caressed as if combing it with her hand... I was a thousand miles away... and I deliberately touched her vaginal lips with my cock, looking for the position to penetrate her and fuck her...

• Mmmmmm , Carlos, I just declared you my lover... sit down darling... - and he patted the sofa indicating where he wanted me to sit. Which I did ...

Her kisses were now very sweet... caressing my face... kissing my lips sitting next to me, caressing, exploring my muscles ... even my cock that was still at war waiting for its moment...

She stood up for a moment, in front of me ... serious, caressing her breasts, her body, checking her vagina again... I had one hand on my cock giving it a very light massage... without saying anything... until she moved forward and sat down on top of me on the couch ... My cock was stiff without entering her vagina, parallel to her vaginal lips... her with her hands on her breasts... my hands on her hips... she began to move,,, to massage my cock with her vulva without entering... veeeery sloooooowly ... sloooowly . Looking into my eyes trying to guess the right moment to fuck me. I was totally his.

Obviously that moment didn't take long to arrive... he sat up slightly, used his hand to insert his cock and went down again, sticking it all the way in... without stopping to look into my eyes. Without saying anything... Starting to move,,, to fuck me,,,, to give me pleasure... Ohhh Yesssss that woman fucked like no one else... It was a slow, masterful, intense fuck... until nature reached its climax and grabbing me by the head she approached me to whisper,

• now yesss ... wow ... give me your milk Carlos... yessss gooooooooo

While she continued slow dancing and I emptied my milk inside her.

At the end, well drained, he offered me a shower.

• Do you want me to fix your awning again tomorrow? Hahahaha

• You are a son of a bitch hahahahahahahaha

She is a wonderful woman. Millions of kisses are for you, sweetheart!