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I have to admit that I became a tensioner. This has to do with moving our new neighbors, a young couple with around 18 months of twins. Our property bumps on its back with the back. Garden on garden, a overgrown hedge as a border.
Now I am lucky that I can look directly into the bathroom window of the neighbors from the balcony and dining room. So far to the external circumstances.
The new neighbor should be in the mid -20s, very slim, about 1.70 tall, crazy long Legs, Dark brown curly hair and usually runs around: jogging pants, tight top. Every morning I was able to watch her doing yoga in the living room. Often in underwear: pants with a little leg and sports bra.
Since Katja has to get out of the house earlier in the morning when I had a lot of opportunity to sit on the balcony with a coffee and enjoy the sight.
Two weeks ago I also found out when she was regular in the bathroom in the morning, so that I occasionally through good timing, hidden on the roof window and with binoculars also her bare breasts the window could discover. And that was an amazing view: tight, solid, small breasts that bob slightly during their movements.
One time or another I also used the sight as a template to make myself easier in the morning again, when observing jerk off And then to spray quickly into the sink.
In any case, however, I was horny, which my wife also felt because I wanted to do it even more often.
When it got warmer in the morning, she went over to move her yoga exercises to the terrace. But then with jogging pants and T-shirt. And I also moved my coffee to our terrace.
We greeted each other, wished for a good morning, I sat on a garden chair with a view in her direction and she started with the exercises. Of course the whole thing was a bit obvious now. She had to notice that I was watching her all the time. But that didn’t seem to be disturbed at all.
On the contrary, I felt that she enjoyed it. In any case, I interpreted her occasional grin like that.
The next step came after a week: after their practice lesson we talked for a few minutes on the hedge. Her name is Patricia and is actually 25. My observing was an unspoken tension trigger for this small talk, a trigger for regular, innocent flirting.
Then, on a Monday morning she came to the terrace in pants and sports bra.
Called a “good morning” over and asked as she docked her finger down an innocent: “That doesn’t bother her, or?”
It disturbed me so much that I immediately got a stand in my pants. But I said: “No, not at all.”
But then I enjoyed the show. In the end I had made a coffee to her and brought him to our chat to the hedge. She was sweaty and her velvety, brown tinted skin shone.
My excitement was so great that she had to see my bump in her pants. Nevertheless, I tried to keep the mastery and tried an innocent conversation. But she quickly caught the conversation:
“I think it’s nice that you live here as close as neighbors.”
I really stupid: “Yes, that’s nice.”
“Although you almost look at the plate … or in the bathroom.”
I am completely scared: “Yes, that can happen if you happen to come past the window at the wrong moment.”
You: “Or if you wait at the window to watch nature. Or nature in the bathroom … “
Now it was clear to me that she had noticed me and I started the flight to the front: “Well, I am a nature lover and sometimes lie down in wait to watch beautiful ones for a long time.”
She grinned, sipped her coffee.
But came closer. I asked: “And now? What can I do after I have been caught?”
“Hm, think about it. I don’t think it’s that bad, I always feel flattered when someone likes my body.”
I breathed an audible one, but mine tail was now painfully hard and actually wanted to get out of the tight pants.
We were now closely together and she started, pulling me on the tie. She smelled wonderful.
Sweat mixed with shower gel and perfume. There was no stopping for me, I kissed them. On the mouth, neck, the neck, her cleavage, kneaded her breasts from the bra slip. With a few quick handles she had my belt up and pushed my pants and shorts down in one go, gently jerked my cock, then harder.
I became dizzy with lust and I let it happen, thought: If I already inject, I don’t care either.
But she did not let it get there, pulled the pants down and pushed me on the garden sheds. One leg placed on a stack of wood and then pressed against me so that my stiff tail between her legs on her wet and warm pussy met. Immediately she rubbed herself, pushed her pelvis back and forth, I felt my cock slipped through her column, getting wet. In doing so, she held on to me with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other.
I changed the angle a bit and my glans shoved into her column smacking. I pressed after her tail very slowly, she twisted her eyes, gasped violently, but continued to scratch, and faster and more violent.
She groaned: “I don’t need long anymore. If you also want to get your money’s worth, you would have to fuck me quickly now … “
I was unable to think, the excitement had probably blocked the connection between ear and brain, just gasped: “What?”
She giggled: “Fuck me!”
I understood that clearly and rams them up, only had one goal: cumshot. Our welding faces were only a few millimeters apart, we looked directly into the eyes all the time.
There I saw the twitching, twisting the pupils, her wet lips, the welding beads and her wet, luring hair twitching when she was twitching and trembling. She gasped, panted, groaned and squeaked at the end. That made me frenzied, I pushed harder and faster and faster and after only a few bumps I had crossed the threshold. The point of no return … she pressed me, pushed her tail deep into her hot, damp pussy and sprayed deeply in her, warm and closely enclosed.
So we stood for a while, clinging to each other, we kissed. I pumped another one sperm Founded out how the warm juice ran out of her, dripped my shaft and down to my testicles. Then we loosened from each other, out of breath, red faces. She pulled the pants up again, which still dangled one of her ankle.
Immediately in their crotch they were wet of sperm, which now dripped out of her.
“What was that?” I asked.
“No idea, natural drive maybe or bad consequences for a tensioner. In any case, we have to repeat that, that was better than yoga.” she answered.
So now I had to put on the shower and fresh clothes again before I drove to work.
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