I was just about to sleep when I heard a banging sound over my neighbor's back yard. When I peeked through my window, I was startled to see my neighbor, Brian, standing up right pummeling his waist down onto my "so-called" friend Sandra, who was bending over with her skirt basically over her head and her batty jaws were jiggling...
Thank you pupa Jesus that rain did a tear and breeze did a blow cause when I did done laugh the whole neighborhood would swear I was dying.
As I stood at my window and absorbed the view of him jamming his long cock in her pussy, I became totally hooked and stank of horniness. He looked so tense yet relaxed and still yearning. And it looked as if he was looking over here but I couldn't tell but I knew he couldn't see me but the thought got my nipples got harder in my huge t-shirt and my pussy started to jump in my little blue g-string. I sighed and wished I could be getting what she was taking. I tortured myself a bit longer by watching what I could easily obtain, then went to my lonely bed in a wrecked state of "hornynitis."
I woke up later that night in a soaked in sweat screaming... in pleasure of what Brian was doing to my body. I looked around half expecting Brian to pop out from behind my door or under my bed or out of my closet but after a while I accepted that I was an incredible dream that I wanted to be real. I hadn't fucked in over a year... not that I wasn't attractive or anything like that, I mean I had my curves and all but I just wasn't ready to have sex with any random guy... and I just didn't go fucking every guy I knew either. I wasn't going to be my neighborhood's boy's welcoming mattress, HELL NO!
I did know Brian, we basically changed each others diapers and he wasn't just any random guy. He was my best friend, the greatest friend I ever had, but I NEVER pictured him like that! Eww... but why did the thought of having sex with him, still turn me on?
I hissed my teeth and got off the wet bed and went to open my window. The cool air came in and tickles my nipples with no trouble (thank god I didn't have to wear a bra all the time.) I looked out and saw that his bedroom was dimly lit by his television. I got the sudden urge to go to him. So I climbed out the window crept through our little secret passage in the partition of the houses, and walked over to his window and knocked and called him." Bry... Bry..." there was some shuffling and moaning and then he appeared at the window peeking out. He looked tired and flushed and I was about to leave when he said "Yea Ty?"
"Nothing, go back to sleep sorry I woke you..." I started to walk of and stopped when I heard stones crunching behind me. "I told you to go back to yuh bed little boy." Sounding quite like his big sister as usual. But at that moment when I looked at him, he looked so different, like my 'friend' Brian wasn't there but a new Brian was.
"Why you staring at me like that Ty? What's wrong?" he rushed over to me and held my hand in mid reach to hug me I replied, "Nothing man, it's all good," and removed my hand from his too quickly.
A pang of jealousy shot through me because of what I saw early. And I got instantly upset, hissing my teeth.
"Wah happen Ty? Why you not talking? Is what I do now? Is it cause I never come see you today?" he gave me a pout as if he was sorry and he did look sweet but that pout that he always gave me was never cute much less sweet...
"Nothing wrong just go back to bed... talk to you in the morning..."
"Brian, what you doing out here?" made Brian and I turn to his window and it was all I needed to hear from Sandra's dirty mouth.
