The naughty neighbour

8

A fine week went by and I felt eager to see Callum. Yeah, call me desperate because that was what I was. I was home alone like usual. So, I texted him. He told me to open the garden door and as I opened the door, he backed me against the fence and kissed me. We were hidden under the large green bush and I enjoyed it.

'So, what do you have in mind today?'

'I don't know, another movie.' I suggested in between kisses.

'Ok.'

We snick into my house and this time I put on a French film, with subtitles obviously. It was called 'the silence of the sea', an interesting forbidden romance film where it was all emotional connection. The truth was that I didn't want any emotional connection because it was dangerous. The only thing Callum and I had in common were films and finding each other attractive.

As soon as the film finished, his hands begun creeping up my top. He begun kissing my neck. His hand reached my breasts and he seemed a little taken back.

'No bra today?'

I shook my head as the tip of his fingers grazed my nipples which became hard. He groaned and kissed me hard, as he played with my breasts. I quickly removed his shirt and run my hands over his fine body. I moved back and lay down and he followed. His lips begun trailing down until it hovered over my right breast. He looked up at me winked and then clamped down. I let out a moan. Then he moved over to the other one and again, I felt pleasure curse through my body until I actually came. I breathed heavily, as he grinned at me, like he had enjoyed it as much as I had.

'That felt...amazing.'

'This is only the start. I can do other things that will leave you...screaming.' He whispered the world 'screaming', an oxymoron that made me eager for more. 'Until next time.' He came close and kissed me. He put on his shirt and left me breathing heavily. I laid back and relaxed. God, I was becoming such a naughty girl.  

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The next time he came round, we went a little further. Once again, I was braless. He had come round and lifted me immediately into a furious kiss like he had been craving me. I wrapped my legs around him. The dress lifted revealing my smooth, freshly shaved legs. He ran his hands up and down and we moved to the living room. We kissed for a while until I wanted more. I pushed him off me and took out my arms from the dress and then I slowly moved the dress down. Callum shook his head as of he was seeing something miraculous and I laughed.

 I felt so powerful from the effect my body had on him. I rested my back on the sofa again and then pulled him to me, kissing him. I loved the feeling on my front rubbing against hard, bare chest, my breast against his. Once again, he moved down and this time, it was his hot, wet mouth teasing, licking, biting and sucking my naked breasts. I came twice. 

For the next couple of meetings, we continued similarly, but more clothes came off but I always kept my lace panties on and he kept his boxers on. Not that it was doing much. I was often surprised by how hard he became but I loved it. I, this timid, shy goody two shoes was making this happen, although it could be any women, it was still me making him hard. I felt desired,  confident and powerful and I loved every single second.