"Who could be knocking on my door at 11 on a Thursday morning?" you wonder as, grumbling, you check to make sure your robe is closed and walk to the door.
"Hi, I'm Kim. I just moved in next door and wanted to introduce myself," she said, smiling and holding out a hand. She's tiny, maybe 5'1" and 110 pounds, with shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and, under a thin blue t-shirt, breasts that seem way too large for the rest of her, especially without a bra.
Well. A welcome distraction from work, especially carrying a bottle of...vodka?
You introduce yourself. "Come on in."
"Thanks," she says as she hands you the bottle. "I know this is kind of weird, and I'm not an alcoholic or anything, but my mom taught me never to visit anyone empty handed, and this was all I had around."
"You're already my favorite neighbor," you laugh. "Want a screwdriver?"
"Sure!"
"Have a seat. Where are you from?"
As you busy yourself making drinks, Kim explains that she grew up in Macon but just graduated from UGA and is starting a new job in the area. You offer to show her around as you join her on the couch and hand her a glass.
Chatting, you find her smart and funny, and a football fan, of course, as the first, and second, screwdrivers disappear. You're feeling great, and, oddly, a little nervous...wait, she just asked you something!
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. What was the question?"
"Ha. No problem. You seem a little distracted. Do you want me to go?"
"No!" Maybe a wee bit too forcefully.
"Oh good." Kim smiles, and without warning she leans in and kisses you, her tongue darting into your mouth.
She pulls back a moment and looks at you. "Are you OK with this?"
"Hell yes!"
She smiles again and leans back in, kissing you again, vigorously. Her hands move to the belt on your robe, pulling it open to find you naked underneath. You sigh into her mouth as her hands find your breasts, nipples already hard as she caresses them with her fingertips.
"Very nice," she murmurs, as her lips move to your neck, kissing and sucking, then to your collarbone, quickly taking one stiff nipple into her mouth as her hand continues to toy with the other.
Your breasts are loving the attention, but Kim is clearly a woman on a mission as she pushes your upper body back on the couch and kisses her way down your stomach. Your legs part, and she drops to the floor on her knees between them.
"Ooh, waxed, just like me. So sexy."
Her lips touch your mons, your labia, as her hands push your thighs apart to maximize her space. She runs her tongue in a long lick from the bottom of your slit to the top before peeling your labia open with her fingers.
"Mmm, you're so wet already."
She licks at the wetness, causing you to groan. After a few exploratory, teasing, licks, her tongue finds your swollen clit, lapping at it hungrily.
Two fingers slide deep inside you, thrusting, massaging, as her lips close around your clit and she begins to suck in time with her licking tongue.
You are moaning and shaking and swearing. You are going to cum so soon, and so hard.
Sensing your approaching climax, Kim sucks harder on your clit. She takes another finger, soaked with your juices, and drives it into your ass.
The sucking and licking of her hot mouth, fingers fucking your pussy and ass, push you over the edge into a long, clenching, shaking, tingling, screaming orgasm!
She rides you down, slowly removing her mouth and fingers from your limp body.
She looks up at you smiling, wiping her chin.
"I hope you liked that, neighbor. Now it's my turn!"
"Absolutely," you say as you struggle to sit up. "Why don't you strip for me while I catch my breath?"
Kim smiles and grabs the bottom of her T-shirt, flipping it up to just below her breasts before coyly pulling it back down. Her hard nipples are poking through the material.
She slowly lifts the shirt higher, until finally her full breasts come into view, and then tosses it over her head. You stare at her mouth-watering breasts: pale globes capped with pink nipples that seem small centered on her large breasts.
She cups them in her hands, rubbing her thumbs over the nipples, closing her eyes before she trails her hands down her stomach and opens the button on her jeans.
One hand slides into the opening, pushing the zipper lower. It stays there for a moment before helping its mate shimmy the tight jeans down, stopping when they reach the middle of her thighs, exposing a pair of tiny red silk panties.
Even as hard as you came just minutes ago, you are still extremely turned on, and getting more so by her show. You're torn - you can't wait to get your hands and mouth on her, but you don't want her to stop what she is doing.
