Road Rovers The Naughty Neighbors
Exile and his wife Nastasha live in a two-story house that sits next door to another house, and the distance between their two bedroom windows is probably seven or eight feet. About two months ago, a young couple rented the house, it was obvious on their first night there that they were careless about closing their bedroom curtains. When Nastasha came upstairs and walked into their darkened bedroom, she was reaching for the light switch as she looked over and saw the woman collie wearing nothing but panties, talking to someone out of the sight. A second later her husband passed by the window wearing only his underwear. Nastasha have to say she caught her breath, beacuse the Golden Retreiver was a very attractive man, well built, and with a bulge in his briefs. As intrigued as she was, Nastasha felt embarrassed for them and for her. She's not a snoop. So she went over to pull down her own blinds and close the curtains before she turned on the light. Nastasha didn't want them to think she was watching them.Over the next few weeks she saw them several more times and she always keep the lights off until she closed the curtains. Nastasha never mentioned anything to Exile. One night she woke up and went to the bathroom. Since she always open the curtains before she go to sleep. She saw the young couple next door as she walked past the window. Their overhead light was off, but there was a little lamp on next to the bed and she could see them lying together, with him on top. His firm buttocks was bare. His face was buried in the crook of her neck and she had thrown her head back, with her chin in the air, moaning soundlessly. Nastasha couldn't help but watch them for a few moments, but then Exile's light snoring reminded her that she wasn't alone. She hurried on into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, she felt all kinds of strange emotions going through her. Exile and Nastasha have been married for almost 20 years, soit's safe to say that their love life isn't the hottest thing in town. They were down to doing it about once a month. Nastasha had already suspected Exile was taking care of himself in the den when he watched porn movies. But now, as she sat in the quiet bathroom with image of the couple next doore making love, she had this strange stirring inside her. Reaching down and touching her pussy, Nastasha relized she was dam. The next thing she knew, she was masturbating with her finger. A round hair rinse bottle was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, so she picked it up and slid it inside her like a dildo. Soon she discovered a rhythm and just the right twist of the wrist to give the bottle its best effext on her. As Nastasha pleasured herself, she kept seeing in her ming the young man's ass rolling in a circle as he fucked his wife, and she sished he was fucking her. in only a few minutes she had an orgasm righ there on the toilet. When she cleaned up and wnt back into the bedroom, to room across the way the other house was dark. Exile was still asleep. The next day Nastasha couldn't get that sexy image of the couple next door out of her mind. She noticed her skin was flushed. Exile had gone off to work, so she went down to into the den and opened the little cabinet where he keeps all his video tapes. She wanted to see something real dirty. But one tape caught her eye. Unlike the others it was unmarked. on a hunch, she put it into the VCR. The minute the tape came on the screen, she saw the bedroom next door. The young Golden Retriever was sitting on the bed, facing in her direction with a dreamy look on his cace. Nastasha was thinking how handsome he was when she realized that his wife was on the floor with her face in his lap. All she could see was her brown and white hair moving slightly as she bobbed her head up and down. So Exile had discovered them too, only he had done something about it with his Camcorder, but without telling her. Nastasha got the remote, stopped the tape rewound it for a few moments. she wanted to enjoy every second. when it started again he was sitting on the bed with nothing but his socks, and his cock was buging straight out. Nastasha was wearing jeans, so immediately she pulled them and her panties down around her ankles. His wife came into the picture and knelt at his feet blocking the sight of his wonderful penis. Then the Collie bent her head and began moving it up and down. Not being able to actually see his cock in her moth only intesified the sexual mystery for her. Jut the motion of the back of her head with her brown and white hair shaking slightly was enough to arouse her. Nastasha leaned back on the easy chair, stretched her legs and put one, two, and the three fingers inside. After a few minutes he put his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away. He swung his legs on the bed and lay on his back. She got on the bed, straddling him, and positioned her hips above his large dick, which was pointing straight unto the air. Sliding her pussy up and down his big cock, she leaned her body forward to kis him, her hair fell across her face into his. As Nastasha watched them grinding together, she worked herself into a great orgasm. After she settled down a little, she rewond the tape to where she found it, ejected it from the VCR and put it back in the cabinet, so that Exile wouldn't know she'd watched it. By now shw was becoming obsessed with their new neighbors and couldn't wait to see them again. Up to this point she had only waved to them a couple of timeswhen they happened to be coming or going someplace at the same time. They hadn't even spoken. Nastasha thought of going over and introuducing herself but she was much too timid, or maybe it was just the guilt from having spied on them and masturbated to scenes of their lovemaking. So all she did was go back upstairs to her bedroom and look over at their window. Since it was daytime, the interior was dark and she couldn't see anything, but still she felt warmed by the memory of what she'd seen and would see again that night. Nastasha couldn't get the image of the Collie on her knees between her husbands thighs out of her mind. He was so good looking. Nastasha wondered what it would be like to actually perform oral sex on him herself. Instinctively she reach down and rubbed herself through her jeans. Though she'd had an orgasm on fifteen minutes earlier, she went over to the bed and laydown, unzipped her jeans and reached inside her panties. Within five minutes shw was having another orgasm. She was a woman obsessed. Nastahsa already knew that he came home from work around four o' clcok or so, earlier than his wife did. She couldn't wait to see him in person. Hours crept by slowly so to burn off some of her manic energy she went out to mow the front lawn, and when four o'clock came around she made sure she was trimming the grass along the walkway. Sure enough Just a little after four o'clock, her neighbor's green BNW drove up and parked in front of his house. Nervously she stood up and pretended to be taking a stretch. Though Nastasha in her early thirties she still have a fairly trim body. Next thing she know, her handsome neighbor is coming over with a big smile. " Hi, we haven't realy met yet, but I'm Hunter," he said, with his big brown eyes blazing directly into hers. She introduced herself, trying not to avert her eyes from his gaze. They made small talk. Hunter said that he and wife Colleen were salesperople. Nastasha told Hunter her husband Exile was a manager at a local store. Then they talked about their houses. Since he was easy to talk to, Nastasha opened up to him. Suddenly he said, " C'mon in, I want to show you something." She followed him inside. Hunter led her to the bedroom. When they stepped inside the very place where she had watched them in their most intamte love making, she felt herself getting real nervous again. What was he going to show her? Was this just a ruse to get her get into his bedroom? Hunte went straight to the window facing Nastasha's bedroom window. " Look how close we are," he said. " I'm almost scared to think what you might have seen going on in this room at night." Nastasha started to say something about nothing came out. " So who's the cameraman you or your husband?" he asked, peering at her. "Cameraman?" she asked, playing dumb. " Yeah," he said. " A couple of times when I was near the window I saw the reflection of a lens over there." " Well, a refection could be anything," she told him. Hunter put a hand on her arm and smiled. " Don't worry, I'm flattered, Nastasha. My wife is flattered too. We really love to entertain our neighbors. My only question, Nastasha is did you get turned on?" Nastasha didn't know what to say, but the flush that came to her face must hav said it for her, because Hunter pulled her toward him and kissed her on the lips. She didn't resist. As his strong arms wrapped around her, she almost melted. When he ended the kiss he kept staring deeply into her eyes. " Honey, I know what you want," he purred. " You want to suck my cock, don't you? You want to put it in your mouth and suck it till I shoot my cum!" She didn't mean to nod, but she did anyway. Hunter took off his pants and underwear, letting his magnificant cock swing free, and sat down on the bed, just the way she'd seen him do on the videotape. But this time it was going to be her on her knees between his thighs instead of Colleen. As if in a dream, she knelt down.He took her face in both hands and kissed her again. Then he lowered her head into his lap. For a slit second she wondered if his wife and her husband would be coming hime anytime soon, but the moment the bulbous bell of his cock penetrated her lips, she forgot everything else. Hunter tasted wonderful. He placed his hands around her head, controlling her movements, pushing her lower. Nastasha paused for a moment, the caught her breath and swallowed him into her throat. " Oh yeah baby, you cuck so good," he whispered. " Suck my cock. I'm coming in your mouth." and he did. Nastasha felt the early spasms coming, heard him gasping, then suddely her mouth was full fo thick, hot liquid. She swallowed it all. " Look who's having fun!" Nastasha looked up from Hunter's crtch to see his wife Colleen looking down at her. Colleen had one hand on her hip, but she didn't seem angry. Did it taste good? Colleen asked. Nastasha didn't know what to say. She just kept staring up at her. " While you're down ther on your knees, do you do ladies too? she asked. Nastasha don't know why she said yes, but she did-she meant it too. Colleen pulled up her skirt, took iff her panties and sat hext to Hunter, spreading her legs for Nastasha. Nastasha had never done that before, but she licked Colleen's pussy anyway and she did enjoy it. After Nastasha made her cum, Colleen coolly thanked her, got up and went to the bathroom. Nastasha staggered to her feet and, not knowing what to say, mumbled, " well, I'd better be seeing you later." Outside, she felt ashamed. She wondered if Exile was home yet. He parked out back, so she couldn't tell. She ran up stairs, and as she got to the top, Exile was coming out of the bedroom heading into the bathroom. He said, Hi, Nastasha, as if nothing happened. She went into the bedroom. The curtains were open and in the late afternoon twilight she could see fairly plainly into their bedroom. Colleen, nude now, was grabbing a towel and heading for the bathroom again. Hunter was siting naked on the bed. As he looked in Nastasha's direction, she pulled back from the window hoping he couldn't see her in the darkness of her bedroom. She wondered how long Exile had been home and whether he'd seen her next door in the bedroom, down on her knees, eating pussy. Nastasha thought about asking him but she guess they've become estranged over the years and live in two worlds even though they occupy the same house. The next day, after Exile gone to work, she found herself getting horny again, so she revisted Exile's videotape, she watched the same scene, but this time instead of just ending, it had extra footage added on. There Nastasha was , on her knees first sucking Hunter's cock and then eating Colleen's pussy. Exile had taped them. But she didn't feel embarrassed in the least. Nastasha sat down, lifted her skirt and had her best orgasm yet as she watched herself giving head to both of them. She haven't told Exile yet that she's masterbating as much to his videotape as he is. More, probably, because she's home all day. She haven't spoken to Hunter or Colleen since the, and they don't seem to be home much these days. Nastasha seen them lat at night only once or twice, but now they often close the curtains. But she still got that tape to remind her of her time in their bedroom. Maybe soon she'll sneak down when Exile watching it in the den and watch it with him. Maybe they can recindle the feelings they once had. At least she could give him a blowjob while he watches. THE END