Storm

Storm

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A thunderous, tropical storm brought a wet, teasing neighbor to my door in the middle of the night.

Summary

A thunderous, tropical storm brought a wet, teasing neighbor to my door in the middle of the night.

Content

Submitted: November 15, 2018

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Content

Submitted: November 13, 2018

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Storm
 

Vietnam. A sultry afternoon at the outdoor cafe: I sat, beat, staring at yellow flowers bouncing in the breeze over the pharmacy across the alley. They gleamed after the storm. Skies were blue, and puffy thunderheads floated.  Details of the wee hours of the morning crept back into my head. I could still feel her - smell her. I closed my eyes ---

Earlier, around 3 am: typhoon remnants kept rain hammering the tin gutter on the roof. Thunder and lightning rocked the skies above my little room, in the small complex at the dead end of the narrow hem (road). Not much sleep.The cell phone flashed. It was Thao, the flirty neighbor. She disconnected.

I got up and looked across the tiny courtyard. I could make out the lock on her door, which meant she - rather THEY were out. Thao and I had exchanged hellos, smiles a few times over the months coming or going. One day she motioned that we should exchange numbers. Cool. I knew she was different, when, one afternoon, I went to the window to add credit to my phone from a scratch off card. I beeped the digits, then looked up.

She was in the window opposite mine, partially hidden by the curtain, but “accidentally” exposed. The skin of her torso glowed in the afternoon light. She was no Spring chicken, but this is Vietnam. Her breasts still stood proudly, and I scanned down to see a shaved mound. She was talking quietly on her phone. My heart skipped, my cock hardened and I continued watching. She pretended, but she knew. She was a cool one.

I never heard Thao shouting or angry, only singing into her portable karaoke machine. Now, I wondered why the call and cut. Rain pelted, and through the din I heard fingernails tapping at my aluminum door. I jumped up, into my boxers and stumbled down the metal stairs, my heart picking up speed.

I opened the door. Thao was barefoot and wet in a clingy evening dress. She held out a plastic bag of  takeaway food. I took it, smiled, and thanked her. Lightning split the clouds above, and In the flash I saw her grin. She put a finger in front of her lips to say shhhh! - then a gesture for me to wait. “Huh?” She pointed up at my sleep loft.

Jesus, was this really happening?  I nodded. She disappeared into her room. I scrambled for the mouthwash, a little blue pill, and cologne. I'm not exactly fresh as a daisy at 3 am. (What about the dude who lived with her?) Hmm… I’m insane. Good way to get a shiv in the gut, but after months of Thao's teasing window shows, prancing naked, etc. NOTHING WAS GONNA STOP THIS RUNAWAY TRAIN! 

Minutes later, she stepped, dripping into my room, wiping her feet on the throw rug. I left the lights off, grabbed a towel, and began drying her, but she started immediately up the metal stairs in the dark. I was close behind. At the top, she opened and peeked out my window - no sign of him. I took her hand, and led her to my luxurious 3 inch mattress pad on the plywood floor.

She lay on her tummy - the dress hiked, playing it cool and looking at her phone. Thunder rumbled, as my lips went to work kissing - starting at her wet calves, moving up to her slightly thick behind, burying my nose in the lace panty crack. She continued with the phone, cool as a cucumber. I kissed, then licked around the edges of the lace. Unresponsive. I pulled the dress up, and she assisted, pulling it off. When I kissed up her spine she finally woke up and sighed.

She tried turning on her back, but I wasn't finished, I pushed her on her belly again. (No baby, YOU teased for so bloody long, I’m gonna savor this.) My lips worked around her ass cheeks - gently kissing, rubbing my nose- then traveled up to the back of her neck. My cock stiffened before the blue pill kicked in.. Finally, I flipped her on her back and went for her feet, still damp from the rain. Up..up...up then yanked the black lace panties off. Her skin was slick and cool, but the heat rose from her bald pussy..

I inhaled the heavenly scent, my nose circling it, then blew lightly on her thickening  lips. Even in the dark, I saw her expression change. When I wet my tongue and began  on her clit, she sunk back and whimpered. I put a pillow under her ass, and she opened wide for my attack. It was a marathon, and my tongue and lips were in machine mode. Thao knew what she wanted, and she wanted it NOW! The blue pill kicked in, and my cock head dribbled in anticipation..

She used forefingers and thumbs to push her clit against my front teeth, and I nibbled. She loved my eating skills, grabbed an ear with one hand, pulling up on her clit hood with the other. (SHE directed the show now.) I lapped, laved, flicked and sucked her pussy lips and ass…. Finally, this cool pussycat shivered a bit, her abs going taught. I kept up the attack - let up - attacked again. The thin flap of skin under my tongue was at the brink-sore and straining.

She pushed me back and mounted, facing away, as the storm raged, rain pelted the roof and frogs rejoiced in the dark muck outside. She moved her hips like a holy serpent, grinding to the hilt. I grabbed and squeezed her ass cheeks as she rode. Then she unmounted and bent over, arching that ass up in the dim light. Thao wanted her western  cock fix before the "brother" returned.

I grabbed her panties, licked the girl-goo, then dangled them from my perverted mouth. The nerve receptors in my cock responded instantly, driving the action, and I entered. A muffled sing-songy squeal. I went slow, to the hilt, back, then in hard. Rain pelted the roof, but the lovely sounds of a woman being fulfilled pierced the tropical night. No doubt, the annoying neighbor bitch was getting some ear candy. Thao turned on her side, stretching her leg up and over my shoulder. My cock seemed proud ramming that flower of love.

Her body was in constant motion,wanting to feel it every which way. OK. At one point, she rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and grabbed her feet near her cheeks! Thao….32,  limber as a Russian ballerina! She craned her neck to watch as I plunged in and out.

Finally, I could hold it no more. I yanked it out, pushed my hips forward and let fly on her cheek, shoulder and belly. Lost in the moment’s sensations, I wanted to shout "I LOVE YOU!" but caught myself. We stopped for a moment, both of us huffing, then Thao reached for a towel on my plastic clothing rack to wipe off, and soon she was in her wet dress again.

Christ, barely 3 minutes had passed and we heard the gate open. HE  was home. She didn’t seem nervous. She tiptoed to the window, peeked out and watched him enter their room. I marveled at her calm. Damn, I wished she’d stay the night, but no way that was going to happen.

Finally, she stepped like a cat down the stairs. The rain had lightened a bit, but it was just enough to be a glorious stealthy blanket over our amorous activity. Thao quietly closed my door, and darted across. Her fingernails now tapped at their door. I watched quietly through a slim opening in the window above. The dude ignored….she tapped....he ignored.

FINALLY the door swung open. There was no shouting or scene. What a lucky bastard I was. I showered, ate the chicken soup, and sank into a deep sleep. The storm continued it's song and dance.


 


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