The long days of autumn are upon us. The weather is cooling along the Central California coast and there is a chill in the night air. I'm sitting here in my living room contemplating a phone conversation I just had with my former neighbors, Don, and Jen. They moved to Portland, Oregon several years ago. We were next-door neighbors for fifteen years before they retired and moved north. They were great neighbors and are wonderful friends. We talk or text several times each year. Don and Jen just invited me to spend time with them soon. I readily agreed, so it looks like I'll be flying north next week.
I close my eyes as I think back to the times we shared together. When Don and Jen lived next door, they had a small oval shaped swimming pool built in the backyard. The pool was used more for lounging and soaking rather than any serious swimming. They invited me over for a swim quite often and I enjoyed their company very much.
Being roughly the same age and from the same generation, we had a lot in common. We enjoyed the same music, movies, and fashions. We loved barbecuing in their backyard, enjoying burgers and brew. Quite often Jen would scamper around in a very tiny bikini. She is quite voluptuous, and I'm sure she was always trying to get a rise out of me. Often, she would stare at my cock and lick her lips. And, often, I would be sporting a hard-on under my shorts.
I always wore sunglasses while we were together, otherwise she would have seen my eyes bug out every time she walked close to me or floated around the pool on her back. I swear her large breasts always threatened to spill out or snap the ties on her bikini top. One time she pressed up against me and whispered if I thought her boobs were too small. She said she was only a D-Cup. She knows I love big tits. I always told Don that he was a very lucky man, and if I were him, I would want Jen naked all the time and in bed several times a day.
Being such good friends, we installed a pass-thru gate between our backyards many years ago. I would watch their home whenever they were away and enjoy their backyard. I never wore a bathing suit as I made use of the pool and sun deck like it was my own. Something I still do with my current neighbor, Denise.
I loved to lie naked on the lounge and fantasize that Jen was lying next to me stroking my shaft and rubbing her huge tits against me. Many days I would masturbate with Jen's image etched on my brain. A lot of cum was left on that lounger.
I was not the only one who enjoyed being naked in the backyard, Jen was an avid nudist at home. The first time I saw her I was pruning rose bushes along the fence and heard some strange noises next door. I poked my head over the fence and was about to say hello, when I spotted Jen laying on the lounge completely nude. She was spreading sunscreen all over her body. I quickly backed away and had to catch my breath. After a moment contemplating whether I should look or not, I stroked my cock and proceeded to look through a knothole in the fence. Jen was covering her belly and boobs with the lotion. Jen's full breasts looked amazing; they jiggled as she moved her hands around and around her belly. Her dark brown aureole were at least three inches in diameter and her large thumb-size nipples were erect.
I continued to watch as she spread her legs and applied lotion to her thighs. My eyes were riveted on her picture-perfect pussy. Her outer lips were smooth as silk. She sported a small V-shaped layer of pubic hair on her mound. I never would have guessed that Jen waxed her pussy lips. I remember seeing her dark pink inner labia protruding from within her folds as if it was yesterday. Jen spread her legs wider and massaged the lotion into her outer lips. Her labia opened like a blossoming flower. I remember that my cock was painfully erect and as hard as it had been in years.
I vigorously stroked my cock and Jen was rubbing her pussy lips with three fingers. She spent a lot of time squeezing and kneading and lifting her glorious breasts. I only wished it were my hands massaging her chest. I remember the intense pleasure I felt as an orgasm welled up and I unleashed a wad of cum against the wooden fence. By the way, that fence has a lot of cum stains on it.
Many times, I was treated to a naked Jen. Early on, she would lay on the lounge, apply her sunscreen, and read a book until the heat urged her back into the pool. Later she became more daring and would masturbate while enjoying the sun. Many times, I would watch her and pull on my cock as she rubbed her pussy. One day a long vibrator replaced her fingers. This magic Silver Bullet must have been seven or eight inches long and the surface reflected the sunlight as I watched it slide in and out of Jen's pussy. Often, I would drop my shorts, grab my shaft and stroke to the rhythm of her movement. As she pushed her vibrator between her folds, I would slide my hand down my cock. When she withdrew the vibrating wand, I would slide my hand up my shaft. I got in the habit of using lube to enhance my strokes. In my mind I was sliding in and out of her luscious cunt. I'll never forget her Silver Bullet.
I never did pursue my sexy neighbor, even though I saw her naked many times. Every time I got a throbbing erection, I would take care of it with my own hand. At the time, I never knew if Jen was aware that I was watching her. After Don and Jen moved to Portland, Don left a voicemail and in it he said Jen wanted to me to know that she missed her knothole peeper. Well, there was my answer.
All this reminiscing has my cock flexing and needing some attention. I think about reaching for my Fleshlight and watching some porn when I hear a car engine rumble next door. I walk out to the front porch and see a cute red Mazda Miata pull into the driveway next door. Denise, the lady who bought the house from Don and Jen steps out of the two-seater. She sees me and waves.
"Oh, hi Rob. How are you?"
Denise is a very sexy lady and has been my friend with benefits since she moved in. She is the assistant manager at our local Sprouts Farmers Market. We first met when I was shopping at Sprouts, and she had just relocated from Southern California. She was hired as a checker and subsequently moved up the ladder over the past few years.
I had no idea that this new hire was my new next-door neighbor until a week or so later when I went over to introduce myself. At first Denise thought I was stalking her, until I convinced her I really was her next-door neighbor. We struck up an immediate friendship and after a trip to the clothing-optional side of Avila Beach, we made love. Our passionate interludes have even included my gal-pal Catherine. A few years ago, Denise joined us for a week in Sequoia National Park where Denise and Catherine became intimate friends. Oh yeah, we did a threesome as well. The kicker is that Denise has a sizable pair of 34GG breasts, and you know how I love huge tits.
"Hey Denise. You're getting home from work rather late."
"Tell me about it. It's inventory time and we are all putting in overtime. My feet could use a good massage right about now. Do you want to come over for a night cap and take care of this old gal?"
Well, I believe I won't need to use the Fleshlight tonight. I think I'll give it a night off. But then again, Denise has used it with me for some intense orgasms in the past. Perhaps we can watch some porn together while I rub her feet. I have just got reenergized. Denise knows all too well that I went through a massage class several years ago and that I take my skills seriously. And I know all too well that a good foot massage is a wonderful way to lady's pussy.
"Uncork the wine and I'll be right over."
Denise gives me a thumbs up as she opens her front door.
"Let yourself in."
I turn and go back inside to grab my iPad, a bottle of lube and a little surprise, a mini vibrator. I head over to Denise's. The front door is open and let myself in. She is in the kitchen pouring a couple of glasses of wine. I put my iPad and the lube on the table next to her couch before heading into the kitchen. I grab Denise and pull her close. Her big, soft tits flatten against my chest. Our lips meet for an extended kiss and Denise slides her tongue easily into my mouth.
"So, how's my sexy next-door neighbor today? Just another day of retirement? I wish I could have a few of those, I was on my feet for ten hours."
I let Denise know that I feel her pain and that I'll make her feel extra special tonight. She raises her eyebrows.
"Are we talking orgasms?"
"I'm talking my patented foot massage, followed by more relaxing stimulation."
"Relaxing stimulation? That sounds like an oxymoron."
"Okay, how about some sexual stimulation followed by relaxation?"
"That is exactly what I am looking for. Shall we take the wine to the family room. I take it you would like to watch some porn tonight?"
"I did bring my iPad."
"You are such a perv. If I didn't adore your cock so much, I don't know if I would agree to watch others fuck."
"If I remember right, the last time we enjoyed movie night, you had three orgasms."
"Fire up the iPad. You had me at 'Hey Denise'. I'll be right back."
I take Denise's glass of Pinot Grigio and put it on the table next to the couch. I turn on her 55" Samsung and stream my iPad to the big screen. Naturally, I pull up my favorite website and see what's trending.
"Hey Denise, what's your pleasure?"
She yells her response from the bedroom, and I scroll through the latest stepmom and boy-toy videos. She does love the older women in control theme. I don't mind that she prefers the youngsters on video as long as she enjoys this old guy in person. I queue up several videos before I remove my shoes, pants, and shirt. I might as well get comfortable and let Denise have an easier time getting to my cock. A lamp across the room provides a dim glow for the room. The images on the TV come alive as 'Alexis' welcomes a student to her classroom.
Denise enters the room, and my jaw drops which happens all the time. She has shed her dark green Sprouts blouse for a hot pink mini-bra and matching crotchless panties. Her hair is done up in a bun and her sparkling blue eyes light up the room. Denise has applied bright red lipstick to complete her look. My shaft is beginning to harden.
"I see you've gotten comfortable. I thought you were only providing a foot massage?"
I must laugh, given her current attire. She is dressed for sex. My next-door neighbor is so sexy. Her brassiere is about to burst from the strain of holding in her huge tits. The cleavage created by her the lace bra is mouthwatering. Her smile is infectious. How did I get so lucky to have a neighbor like Denise?
"Thanks for agreeing to a foot massage. I can really use one tonight. And who knows what might develop."
