Jeremy is obsession with Jill, his new neighbor. To his delight, it only takes a minimal amount of sweet-talking her to get very compliant Jill into his bed.
Part One
From the first moment I saw Jill Adams, who had just moved into my neighborhood 24 hours earlier, I knew I had to have her as a bedmate. It was that simple. I was wholly convinced that fate had brought me, Jeremy Wilkerson, in close proximity with this beautiful blonde to do what nature intended us to do: have passionate sex together.
The year was 1971. That spring I was 28 years old when I first gazed upon Jill from a distance. I moved closer to get a better look at her. I liked what I saw.
She had recently moved into the house previously occupied by Meryl and Daniel Kenmont, a friendly but very elderly couple who had relocated to a seniors’ residence. I made a point of saying hello to Jill whenever I “accidentally” passed by her house when she was outside doing something. When it got to the point where she was passing by my home more often than necessary to say a quick hello to me, I mustered the courage to engage her in a long conversation about nothing specific. My instincts were right: I got the distinct impression that she was as eager to meet me as I was to meet her.
It was a warm Saturday afternoon in June, one of those lovely spring days that felt like summer. After about five minutes of trivial chitchat, I invited her inside to have a cold drink with me. She readily accepted the offer. I had had a fondness for pink lemonade since I was a child. I had never outgrown it, so I always had a pitcher of the cool, tasty beverage in the refrigerator as a treat ready to be enjoyed at a moment’s notice. When I gave Jill the option of three different soft drinks or the lemonade, she quickly chose the latter, exclaiming, “Wow, you have my favorite drink, Jeremy! What a pleasant surprise!” Now I knew the stars were aligned properly for a carnal adventure between the two of us.
We sat at my kitchen table. I was not used to having company. I was a bit of a loner and seldom had houseguests, but I was always prepared for when “horny Jeremy” took over my personality. It was a Dr. Jekyll/ Mr. Hyde type of situation with me. One day I would be a mild-mannered entrepreneur who traded commodities and ran a landscaping business as my livelihood. The next day I would be a bundle of hormones ready to bed virtually any female who had a pulse. I had been that way since I was 13 years old. I figured I would still be that way when I was 93.
Fortunately for me, that day I had the very compliant Jill Adams inside my kitchen, sipping on pink lemonade and munching on store-bought ginger cookies I had just taken out of a package. After a bit more polite small talk, I got to the point.
“Jill, at the risk of being blunt with you,” I began, “I think you are a stunningly attractive female. I have a high sex drive; I’ve always had that since I hit puberty when I was in the sixth grade. I want to take you to my bedroom and give you a thorough fucking. I have at least an average size dick and I know how to use it. Would you be interested in having a sexual romp with me right now?”
Over the years, I had used those not-too-subtle pickup lines on perhaps two dozen females. Half of them walked away in disgust, but the other half ended up hitting the sheets with me. I figured I had nothing to lose by being so direct. Hey, I was batting .500, so I could hardly complain about the overall outcome of such a pedestrian approach to sexual intimacy. In fact, I considered it an effective way to quickly sort out the compliant females from the defiant ones. However, with lovely Jill Adams sitting three feet away from me, I had never hoped for an affirmative answer as strongly as I wanted to hear an enthusiastic “yes” from her. I desperately wanted to ravish her!
“Sounds great to me, Jeremy,” she replied to me with a lovely, warm smile. It gave me great pleasure to hear those words, of course. She continued, “From the first day you said hello to me when I was collecting my mail, I was hoping we’d end up in bed together. I’m glad you were so forward in your approach with me. I wouldn’t have had the courage to ask you for sex—even though I want it just as much as you do.”
We both quickly downed the remainder of the lemonade in our glasses and ate the last bits of our cookies before heading down the hallway to my bedroom and a bit of midday paradise. I lifted Jill off her feet and carried her there. Sure, I was a horny devil who had been overcome by a strong feeling of lust, but I liked to inject a bit of romance into my flings, too.
Part Two
I had purchased a large bed for such purposes. There was plenty of room for comfort and maneuverability for a sexually aroused couple to have loads of fun together. I stripped down to my birthday suit in a matter of seconds. I was in fairly good physical shape. I played a lot of tennis at a local club and did enough manual labor to maintain a healthy body. I wasn’t “ripped” like a bodybuilder, but I wasn’t too shabby. My body did not have a lot of excess fat on it. This always seemed to draw praise from the females I bedded. Jill was no exception.
“Ooh, that’s a great torso you have, Jeremy,” Jill informed me. “It’s very muscular and manly.” I thanked her for the kind words, but I had really hoped she would give me a compliment about another part of my anatomy that was no longer clothed. I was busily tugging on my dick to get it as long and stiff as it could be as quickly as possible.
“I want to please you with my penis,” I stated. “That’s my primary goal with you, Jill.” Of course, doing so would also please me just as much. “It will be ready for action in just a few seconds. I want to see you naked now.”
Jill smiled at my lustful comment and disrobed slowly. It was quite a show. She had my full attention. I don’t know if she was trying to put on a sexy show for me, but she definitely was! I felt my dick twitch—a sure sign that I was fully aroused by this blonde beauty standing at my bedside. She was flawless. Jill had incredibly sexy legs, a cute derriere that screamed to be fondled, a very pretty face adorned with curly blonde tresses, the sexiest pussy I had seen in my life, and breasts that I couldn’t wait to grope. It was going to be a fun afternoon! It certainly beat a sweaty day of landscaping.
We met in the center of the bed and engaged in a series of long, passionate kisses. “Kissing you is fun, Jeremy!” she told me affectionately. I returned a similar compliment.
I was in no rush at all to screw pretty Jill, so I decided to take my time and enjoy every square inch of her lovely anatomy. I slid down to the end of the bed and began kissing her feet. They were small and delicate. I made a point of kissing each one of her ten toes individually. Then I started to move in an upward direction. The base of her feet came next and then her ankles. Jill giggled at the attention I was giving to the insignificant body parts she possessed. I figured they were all part of a lovely package that deserved to be savored.
By the time I had elevated myself to kiss Jill’s knees, I could hardly wait to lick her pussy. There was a bit of a stigma among males at that time that engaging in cunnilingus was beneath some guys’ dignity. I was having none of that macho nonsense! I couldn’t wait to lick Jill’s gorgeous vagina. I figured It was there for me to enjoy—and I was going to enjoy it!
“Ah, an important body part!” I announced just before burying my face into Jill’s most private area. I wasn’t especially blessed with a long tongue, but I knew how to use it to great effect on any girl’s pussy. It came from 15 years of practice, starting with Doreen Nichols back in the sixth grade, who was my very first sex partner. (She was a true gem. From time to time, I still thought about her.) Jill reacted just like Doreen used to—with squirming, squealing and general merriment. Pleasing her did indeed please me as well! Not surprisingly, Jill’s vagina became quite wet—and not solely from my saliva. I eagerly lapped up the liquid gold Jill had provided.
“That was fantastic, Jeremy!” she exclaimed between moans. “We must do this every day!”
“I can think of worse ways to spend my spare time,” I told her lovingly before resuming my oral adventures in Jill’s nether regions.
As much as I hated to pull my face away from Jill’s pretty pussy, I continued my upward advancement, licking her navel and planting kisses on every spot I found until I came to Jill’s other goodies. I began licking her small breasts with great gusto. I had my mouth on one tit and my hand on another, caressing her nipple with my thumb. Every 30 seconds or so, I’d switch, so each of her sexy tits got equal attention from me.
One sexual fetish I had was rubbing my penis against, along, and around my bedmate’s breasts. It didn’t matter if she was built like Raquel Welch or if she was basically flat-chested. The mere act of my penis coming into physical contact with a girl’s tits was fabulous. Of course, Jill’s appealing chest was going to get the same treatment from me! I think I surprised her by straddling her svelte body. I positioned myself accordingly and grabbed my shaft with my right hand. I placed it between Jill’s waiting boobs and rubbed it thoroughly against them. I made sure the highly sensitive tip of my penis made contact with her sexy nipples which had become wonderfully stiff and prominent from my earlier attention.
“This is fabulous, Jill!” I declared. “I could do this all day. Thanks for indulging me!”
“Whatever turns you on, Jeremy,” she happily replied. “Have fun rubbing your dick against my boobs all you want, but I do want to experience your rod inside my pussy before you come.”
“Deal!” I responded. I spent another 30 seconds amusing my penis with Jill’s upper treasures before I slid back down her body and got into the serious business of giving her the hard fucking I had promised her.
I gave her pussy a few long, final licks for good luck. Jill spread her legs wide in anticipation of receiving my throbbing rod. I obliged. I placed it at her entrance and slowly pushed it into her wet and very tight pussy. It was a marvelous feeling! I was now totally convinced that Jill and I had been put on this earth to fuck—and to do it a lot. I gave her slow, sensuous thrusts that made both of us grunt. We created a rhythm that was quite enjoyable. I wanted more, though.
“Doggy-style,” I said. From the tone of my voice, it was more of an order than a suggestion. Jill didn’t seem to mind one way or the other. I pulled out of her pussy and repositioned Jill at the end of the bed. I got off the bed and assumed a standing position on the floor. Jill elevated her behind slightly, which reminded me I needed to give her first-rate butt cheeks a good amount of fondling. I did delay our screwing to give them a few sexy squeezes and a couple of playful kisses. Then I drove my dick back inside Jill’s tight vagina without saying a word to warn her. Screwing Jill in the traditional way was superb but fucking her from behind was on another level. I drove my dick into her with rapid-fire thrusts, going as deep as possible. My body contacting her bum made a wonderfully rhythmic smacking sound.
For some reason, Jill suddenly became concerned that I was going to stop our lovely act of coitus. “Please don’t stop, Jeremy” she begged me.
I softly laughed at her. That was certainly the last thing on my mind! I knew I’d be impaling Jill with my stiff penis until I ejaculated. That inevitability occurred about two minutes later. I knew it would happen at any time without much warning. That was the way my sexual organ operated. Eventually, I shot my load deep inside Jill’s love crevice without breaking our collective screwing rhythm. There was no way I was going to pull out and miss the tremendous thrill of coming inside such a tight, gorgeous pussy. I felt at least three ropes of semen escape from my dick. I let out an ecstatic yelp as this may have been the most satisfying fuck I’d ever had in my entire life. Jill just cooed sexily. I was fully confident that I had achieved my goal: I had satisfied Jill Adams in my big, comfy bed. Mission accomplished! Still, I wasn’t quite ready to finish with our romp. I continued to thrust and thrust some more until I felt my dick become flaccid. Honestly, I don’t know how any normal male’s dick could ever be soft where mine was residing at the moment. I didn’t pull out for the longest time. I stayed conjoined with Jill within her vagina and played with her tits some more. I was enjoying the unforgettable, full Jill experience.
When I finally removed my sexual organ from hers, I felt compelled to say, “That was a great fuck, Jill!” I told her before emphasizing, “You are definitely a great fuck!”
Showing that she had a terrific sense of humor, my bedmate commented. “I think it must be the pink lemonade we drank. Let’s go to the kitchen and have another icy glassful. Then we’ll come back to your bedroom for another sensational fuck.”
I was so pleased to have Jill Adams as my new neighbor. There was no end to the sexual fun we could share together.
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