The NILF
Note: This story is based on real people. The story is total fiction from my vivid imagination. The names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.
I don't know if I coined the term, but NILF stands for "Neighbor I'd Like to Fuck." You see, when I moved into my house I was still working and didn't have time for socializing with my neighbors. Once I retired a few years later, and adopted a pet dog, I was able to interact with other dog owners in the neighborhood.
I am what I would call a LBTF person (in that order). Unlike most men, when they see a pretty woman, the first thing they look at are her breasts. Me, I start at the bottom and work up. A shapely pair of Legs can get me hard almost as much as if she was naked.
Then I work my way up to the Butt. There is nothing like a firm butt that sticks out just enough to give an indication of what is between the cheeks.
Finally, I end at the breasts (Tits). I don't like the huge tits that it seems all of the porn stars have. I like a pair that is substantial but not over bearing. Like the old saying "Anything over a mouthful is wasted".
The face is not a game changer. Don't get me wrong, I like a pretty face but an ordinary one is fine also.
Being a single retired "dirty old man", I started watching the women that lived on my block. Because I have a fairly good imagination, I started giving the female neighbors nicknames. The young lady (maybe in her forties) that lives in the red house, I call "Miss Body" because she has a body that porn stars would die for. In fact, I have seen a porn star on the internet that almost looks just like her.
Across the street is "Goody Two Shoes". I don't think a nasty thought has ever entered her mind. Next is "Miss Skinny Legs". If she ever hit you with her knee, it would probably leave a small cut. Then there is "Miss Hindenburg". I don't think I have to go into detail about her. One of nicer nicknames is for "Miss Julie". She is a very likable lady that has a nice pump body and is very friendly. She is number two on my NILF list.
On the street intersecting with the one I live on is another lovely lady that I call "Red", obviously, because she has red hair. She seems to be the body building type. She walks around the neighborhood a couple times a day in very skimpy tight shorts and halter which shows off her toned body. Unfortunately, she has become a little too muscular for my taste, but, is still nice to look at.
And finally, there is Janet, my "NILF". She is married and just recently retired. She is really not much to look at, she may turn very few heads and is fairly ordinary. There is just something about her that turned me on the first time I met her. She is very petite and has thin but shapely legs, a flat stomach, a passable butt, and huge breasts. I thought if she didn't wear a bra, her tits would hang down to her waist (more about them later).
Like I said, when I retired, I got a puppy. Janet would walk her dog in the evening when Casey (my pup) and I would be sitting on my front porch. She would stop and we would talk about things in the neighborhood, about our dogs and just about anything that came up. All the while we stood there talking I am undressing her with my eyes. I would also get a stirring in my jeans. Sometimes, if she made me feel extra horny, I would relieve my pressure later in the evening, just thinking about what it would be like to have Janet do the honors for me.
To show how I was taken by her, I even stood back from my door far enough that I was not seen, and took pictures of her with my telephoto lens. Then I took the photos and photoshopped them so that she would look like she wore tighter fitting shorts and tops to show off her assets. Sometimes I would pull up the pictures on my computer and sit there and jackoff. I know I'm probably sounding like a real pervert, but that is how she affected me.
I am not a very outgoing person and I also respected the fact that she was married, so I never let on that I would like to fuck her. I always kept the conversations respectful and "clean". Although, I always had this lingering wish to take her to bed. She had never given any outward indications she would have the same thoughts about me.
Now to get to the best part of the story.
It all came about when Janet's husband became very ill. He was placed in the hospital for various tests and was going to be there for an extended period of time to determine his malady. Needless to say, she was very upset.
One evening, after about a week, when she stopped, I could tell she needed to talk and could use some cheering up. I invited her into my house so we could talk privately. She sat on one end of the couch, and I sat on the other, still respecting the fact she was married. Janet started to explain what they found about her husband and that he was going to be in the hospital for a while longer. When she started to get emotional, I moved over to give her as much comfort as I could. She ended up putting her head on my shoulder, so I put my arm around her and hugged her.
We stayed that way for a few minutes. When she calmed down, I let her go, but she didn't move away. She looked up at me with tears running down her cheeks. I don't know what got into me, but I lost all feelings of respect and kissed her. At that point I expected her to slap my face and leave. I didn't expect what happened. Instead of leaving she reached up and put her arms around my neck and gave me one of the hottest and passionate kisses I think I ever had.
Things went up hill from there. We started kissing and feeling each other all over. I could tell from the feel through her bra that her breasts were not as flabby as I thought. They were nice and soft but had a perkiness to them. I finally stopped kissing her long enough to ask if she was comfortable with what was going on. She just looked at me and said, "I've been looking froward to this for a long time". That is when I admitted the same thing. We just looked at each other and actually started to laugh.
After we calmed down from our laughter, we sat there and brought up the little subtle hints we both used that went by us without any notice. Now that we were bringing them up it was like a brick wall had fallen on us that we didn't have any idea.
The more we talked the more horny we both got. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer and suggested we get in bed and take care of our desires and fantasies.
My bedroom is on the second floor so as we were going up the steps I took advantage of the situation and started playing with her small compact rear end. I could almost completely hold each cheek in my hands.
When we got in the bedroom she began unbuttoning her blouse and I stopped her. I said, "I've been undressing you with my eyes and mind for so long that I want to do it for real". She looked at me, grinned and stopped and came over and stood in front of me. Then I said "Don't do anything but stand there and enjoy what I'm going to do."
I started with the top button of her blouse and very slowly undid it. Then I did the same with the second button. Before moving to the third button (there was five) I opened the blouse and bent down and kissed her chest at the top of her breasts.
I did the same thing as I progressed to the last button, although her bra got in the way at times. When the last one was undone I removed her blouse and stood back and admired her half nude top (her bra was still on). I must say my imagination was not very accurate. Janet's breasts were nothing like I imagined. They definitely will not hang down to her waist when out of the bra.
Even covered with her bra they were very inviting to be chewed on and sucked. They were being somewhat pushed up by the bra but I could tell they were firm and her skin was like silk. They were also a good size. I knew I was going have a great deal of pleasure in sucking and chewing on them. And I plan on giving Janet just as much pleasure while I did.
I may be weird, but a half-naked woman is almost as titillating to me as a completely naked one. So, instead of taking her bra off I began to remove her shorts. Again, I slowly unbuttoned the shorts. This time instead of kissing her stomach I stuck my tongue into her belly button. Then I licked her abdomen right above the hair line of her abundant bush.
All the while I'm doing this Janet is standing there with a smile on her lips and, every once in a while, giving out with a slight low moan. When Janet's shorts were off I leaned back on my heels and just admired the view that I thought I would never see.
I stood up and reached around Janet and undid her bra. Now her tits did sag a slight bit but nothing like I thought they would. She had light brown aureoles with medium sized nipples that stuck straight out like two pieces of chocolate that were just begging to be licked. So, I did. That seemed to send a shiver of delight up Janet's spine because she sucked in her breath and uttered another small moan. I couldn't stop myself from taking as much of her breast into my mouth that I could possibly get. All the while I licked and sucked to my heart's content. When I was done with the right one I started to do the same to the left.
As I was doing my thing to one breast I was massaging the other breast and rolling her rock hard nipple between my fingers. I would also flick the nipple back and forth with my finger. During all of the time I was lost in my pleasure with her breasts, Janet just stood there and shivered and moaned, so I knew I was giving as much pleasure as I was receiving.
Once I got my momentary fill of Janet's breasts I hooked my thumbs in the sides of her panties and pulled them down. As I was on my way down with the panties I caught the scent of her arousal. I don't think I have smelled anything as intoxicating as that. With great effort I resisted the impulse to kiss and lick her vagina. That will come later.
