FaceTime with Ann Next Door
I never FaceTime. I'm not a *********t girl. I don't need to see your face when a simple text will do. Call me an old bastard, get-off-my-lawn type, but that's the way it is. (By the way, I'm not that old).
So when that mechanical beeping emanates from my phone that someone wants to FaceTime me, it's definitely out of the ordinary. Especially when it's 10:30 on a Tuesday night.
I got to my phone and it said "Ann FaceTime video."
Well, this was different. Ann Next Door and I been fooling around on the side a few times—mostly at my house—but had been careful not to call too much attention to ourselves. This includes little more than neighborly texts about whatever suburban shit of the day.
I slid the notification over because this had to be good. It also could be risky. I hadn't seen her in more than a week, and really didn't know if her husband was around or not. He travels some for work, even during Covid, and we'd been meeting in and around those trips. I was careful not to say anything stupid.
I could see my face rendering in the tiny window up top. When Ann's end of the conversation finally materialized on my screen, it was magical. Her pristine, pink, smooth, slightly wet pussy was in full view. u*********sly, I said "Whoa."
"I just shaved and needed a second opinion on how it looks and whether I missed any spots," Ann Next Door said.
I'm not sure I said anything at first. I was just admiring, probably because I hadn't seen it up close to be honest. I ate her out once, inside her house while [husband] was out doing errands. That was just a prelude to a quick, sexy fuck. This was different.
Her pussy is, well, perfect. Her fingers pulled back just enough to reveal her clit. My tongue had been right there and she moaned a lot, so I must have done a good job ;) It had that freshly shaved smoothness to it that was literally producing more saliva in my mouth than I could handle. It was definitely more than my cock could handle. All 6 inches were straining against my boxers, my thick head swelling as I took in the sight of Ann's most precious commodity.
"It looks pretty edible from here," I said. "I don't think you missed any spots, but you should let me look a little longer."
She laughed, and I realized she could see mostly my face on her end. She remarked I looked like I was in lust, which I was. I badly wanted to run across our yards in the dark and dive between her thick thighs to satisfy her. She had to be alone and horny to take a chance like this. I sat on my bed and admire some more, remarking how beautiful a sight this way and asked her what she was going to do next. Her fingers were still pressed against her clit, and she was moving just enough that she was getting just a little wetter the longer we talked.
"I was thinking of just touching myself a little. Right here seems to be a little sensitive and feel really nice. Maybe I'll tease the fuck out of you for a little while until you need to take that thick cock out and show it to me."
OK, I could play along. I wanted to give her some direction. I told her to lift her knees just a little more and rub her clit, make little circles around it. Her moans told me she was liking this. I instructed her to take her other hand and spread her ass cheek just a little, opening her pussy up just a shade more for me. Now slide that middle finger down a touch, tease yourself, pretend it's a cock begging to be let in.
"Your cock head is so thick. I can't stop thinking about it sometimes. Those first few seconds you're in me are unreal. And when you explode, oh my god you've made me cum so hard."
I was really aching to jerk off to this. By now, I'd sat on my bed with my back against the headboard, the phone upright in my hand on my stomach, my other hand rubbing my cock through my boxers.
"You're hard aren't you?" Ann said.
"How could I not be?"
She wished I could come over but not tonight she said. This is what she wanted. She wanted to finger herself for me, swirl and squeeze her clit between her fingers for me. Taste her fingers occasionally for me. I asked her if this is what she wears to be normally, and she said no, that she wears a thong or shorts to bed. She held up a lacy purple, sheer thong, letting it dangle off her index finger while her other index finger was busy with her clit and inside her pussy.
"That's so sexy," I managed to say. I was throbbing, aching to touch myself, but this was too much fun. "You should rub yourself with those, I bet they feel nice."
On command, she took the thong, spread out the fabric just enough to cover her clit. With her finger, she rubbed it against the wetness of her slit before she did the most amazing thing. She slid some of her thong inside her, then more, more, before all of it was inside her. She went back to her clit. I went to my cock.
"How hard are you?"
I showed her my bulge in my boxers. "I wish I was there to take care of that. Let it out so I can see."
I pulled out my cock, the thick cut head pointing skyward. I started stroking for her and she watched mesmerized as she increased how hard she was rubbing her clit. "God I wish that was inside me." She pulled the panties out of her pussy and inhaled hard, licking them too I think, but I couldn't really tell. It was all too much. I was going to cum and I let her know. She said she was too.
She begged me to cum first so she could see before finishing herself off. I propped the phone up on a pillow so that I could see her and she could see me. I stroked slowly from the bottom of my shaft to my head, the pressure was building. A little harder each time, breathing a little deeper each time. "You're so hot," she said. Ann was grinding against her fingers as I announced I was going to cum. I slowed down because I wanted to be sure she'd see it shoot. I stroked tightly again from my balls to the head, two, three, four times. "Yes, cum."
I did.
The first shot up and landed on my hand and Ann Next Door gasped. The second was a missile, hitting me in the chin and next. "Oh my god, amazing," she said. More landed on my stomach and balls. I was spent. Ann was not. She had two fingers inside her moaning my name, telling me she was cumming and to lick my cum off my chin. I did. Salty, warm cream on my tongue, and I saw that she was in orgasm bliss. Her head back, her eyes closed, her fingers just resting on her clit. Wow. What a show. I really wanted to be inside her and just collapse like this together. I wanted to kiss her so that she could share my cum with me. I wanted the intimacy.
But this was fun. It was intense. It was amazing. "That was better than I imagined," she said. For sure. I wanted to ask her why though? Why not come over? Why not have me over? I got my answer from her end of the conversation, in the background.
"Honey, I'm coming up, do you want water or anything?"
Time to go.
So when that mechanical beeping emanates from my phone that someone wants to FaceTime me, it's definitely out of the ordinary. Especially when it's 10:30 on a Tuesday night.
I got to my phone and it said "Ann FaceTime video."
Well, this was different. Ann Next Door and I been fooling around on the side a few times—mostly at my house—but had been careful not to call too much attention to ourselves. This includes little more than neighborly texts about whatever suburban shit of the day.
I slid the notification over because this had to be good. It also could be risky. I hadn't seen her in more than a week, and really didn't know if her husband was around or not. He travels some for work, even during Covid, and we'd been meeting in and around those trips. I was careful not to say anything stupid.
I could see my face rendering in the tiny window up top. When Ann's end of the conversation finally materialized on my screen, it was magical. Her pristine, pink, smooth, slightly wet pussy was in full view. u*********sly, I said "Whoa."
"I just shaved and needed a second opinion on how it looks and whether I missed any spots," Ann Next Door said.
I'm not sure I said anything at first. I was just admiring, probably because I hadn't seen it up close to be honest. I ate her out once, inside her house while [husband] was out doing errands. That was just a prelude to a quick, sexy fuck. This was different.
Her pussy is, well, perfect. Her fingers pulled back just enough to reveal her clit. My tongue had been right there and she moaned a lot, so I must have done a good job ;) It had that freshly shaved smoothness to it that was literally producing more saliva in my mouth than I could handle. It was definitely more than my cock could handle. All 6 inches were straining against my boxers, my thick head swelling as I took in the sight of Ann's most precious commodity.
"It looks pretty edible from here," I said. "I don't think you missed any spots, but you should let me look a little longer."
She laughed, and I realized she could see mostly my face on her end. She remarked I looked like I was in lust, which I was. I badly wanted to run across our yards in the dark and dive between her thick thighs to satisfy her. She had to be alone and horny to take a chance like this. I sat on my bed and admire some more, remarking how beautiful a sight this way and asked her what she was going to do next. Her fingers were still pressed against her clit, and she was moving just enough that she was getting just a little wetter the longer we talked.
"I was thinking of just touching myself a little. Right here seems to be a little sensitive and feel really nice. Maybe I'll tease the fuck out of you for a little while until you need to take that thick cock out and show it to me."
OK, I could play along. I wanted to give her some direction. I told her to lift her knees just a little more and rub her clit, make little circles around it. Her moans told me she was liking this. I instructed her to take her other hand and spread her ass cheek just a little, opening her pussy up just a shade more for me. Now slide that middle finger down a touch, tease yourself, pretend it's a cock begging to be let in.
"Your cock head is so thick. I can't stop thinking about it sometimes. Those first few seconds you're in me are unreal. And when you explode, oh my god you've made me cum so hard."
I was really aching to jerk off to this. By now, I'd sat on my bed with my back against the headboard, the phone upright in my hand on my stomach, my other hand rubbing my cock through my boxers.
"You're hard aren't you?" Ann said.
"How could I not be?"
She wished I could come over but not tonight she said. This is what she wanted. She wanted to finger herself for me, swirl and squeeze her clit between her fingers for me. Taste her fingers occasionally for me. I asked her if this is what she wears to be normally, and she said no, that she wears a thong or shorts to bed. She held up a lacy purple, sheer thong, letting it dangle off her index finger while her other index finger was busy with her clit and inside her pussy.
"That's so sexy," I managed to say. I was throbbing, aching to touch myself, but this was too much fun. "You should rub yourself with those, I bet they feel nice."
On command, she took the thong, spread out the fabric just enough to cover her clit. With her finger, she rubbed it against the wetness of her slit before she did the most amazing thing. She slid some of her thong inside her, then more, more, before all of it was inside her. She went back to her clit. I went to my cock.
"How hard are you?"
I showed her my bulge in my boxers. "I wish I was there to take care of that. Let it out so I can see."
I pulled out my cock, the thick cut head pointing skyward. I started stroking for her and she watched mesmerized as she increased how hard she was rubbing her clit. "God I wish that was inside me." She pulled the panties out of her pussy and inhaled hard, licking them too I think, but I couldn't really tell. It was all too much. I was going to cum and I let her know. She said she was too.
She begged me to cum first so she could see before finishing herself off. I propped the phone up on a pillow so that I could see her and she could see me. I stroked slowly from the bottom of my shaft to my head, the pressure was building. A little harder each time, breathing a little deeper each time. "You're so hot," she said. Ann was grinding against her fingers as I announced I was going to cum. I slowed down because I wanted to be sure she'd see it shoot. I stroked tightly again from my balls to the head, two, three, four times. "Yes, cum."
I did.
The first shot up and landed on my hand and Ann Next Door gasped. The second was a missile, hitting me in the chin and next. "Oh my god, amazing," she said. More landed on my stomach and balls. I was spent. Ann was not. She had two fingers inside her moaning my name, telling me she was cumming and to lick my cum off my chin. I did. Salty, warm cream on my tongue, and I saw that she was in orgasm bliss. Her head back, her eyes closed, her fingers just resting on her clit. Wow. What a show. I really wanted to be inside her and just collapse like this together. I wanted to kiss her so that she could share my cum with me. I wanted the intimacy.
But this was fun. It was intense. It was amazing. "That was better than I imagined," she said. For sure. I wanted to ask her why though? Why not come over? Why not have me over? I got my answer from her end of the conversation, in the background.
"Honey, I'm coming up, do you want water or anything?"
Time to go.
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