Welcome to the Neighborhood

Lara was swimming through a sea of balled up packing tape and pieces of her kitchen when she heard the doorbell ring over the music coming from her iPod dock on the counter. Making her way through the boxes stacked everywhere and sidestepping her cat, she finally got to the door and opened it. Standing on the step was a gorgeous blond woman holding a covered casserole dish.

"Hi, I thought I saw a moving van! I'm Wanda, we live on the left there."

"Um, Lara. Would you like to come in? If you don't mind the mess...and the boxes..." Lara shrugged with a little smile, but stepped aside to let the other woman in. Wanda's heels clicked across the hardwood floor towards the kitchen, smart skirt and blouse putting Lara's grimy tee shirt and jeans to shame. She set the casserole dish on the counter and surveyed the mess of half open boxes around the table.

"So, what brings you to Clearwood?" Wanda asked, and Lara shrugged, moving past her to pause the music still blaring.

"Just needed a change," she replied vaguely. "This seemed like a nice place to settle for awhile."

"It is so nice, you're going to love it here. Do you have a boyfriend, or..." Lara looked up, and her neighbor smiled. Thinking it was a rather odd question to ask from the start, she shook her head. "I'm sorry, where are my manners, you probably don't want to stand around gabbing all day with me." Wanda laughed, taking Lara's hand again and smiling in a soft draw of lips against teeth. "You just come on over if you need anything at all," she said softly. "I'd be happy to help you get settled in." With that she released Lara and sashayed back to the door, leaving her blushing hostess to trail after her.

"It was nice to meet you." Lara finally found her voice. Wanda nodded and gave her another sweet smile before leaving. Shutting the door after her, Lara whistled under her breath and shook her head.

By that evening she finally had most of the essentials unpacked. She was in her room, arranging her closet, when her cell phone rang. It was her best friend Kelly.

"Hey hon, how you settling in?"

"Alright. I don't know how much coffee and how little sleep I was on when I was packing. The place is a mess...but the neighborhood is nice," she replied, and decided to take a break. "One of the neighbors came over today and I think she was coming on to me." She walked outside onto the small balcony attached to her bedroom, leaned against the railing and surveyed the darkened shapes of her back yard.

"She?" Kelly laughed. "Nice! Did you flirt back?" Lara snorted, about to answer when her eyes strayed to the house next to hers. Her mouth went a little slack, and for a minute she couldn't quite believe what she was seeing. The master bedroom faced hers, curtains wide open to give a clear view of Wanda riding her husband.

"I'll call you back Kelly," she mumbled, hanging up and sticking her cell phone in her pocket absently. For now all that was visible was a wave of blond hair down a smooth bronze back, and the impressive cock she was riding like a pony. Lara flushed, feeling a shiver go straight down her body to her pussy. She knew she should go inside, but as she gawked Wanda lifted off him and moved down. She wrapped her fingers around his thick cock and started sucking her own juice from him. The way she was crouched displayed her round ass and a peek of waxed pussy lips, which were soon parted by two fingers as she played with herself. Lara licked her lips, suddenly aware of how tightly she was gripping the stone railing, and of how tightly her jeans fit between her legs, rubbing uncomfortably against her engorged flesh.

After a moment more Wanda's husband sat up, positioning her on her knees facing the window. Lara dropped quickly to the ground, pressing her back against the stone wall, heart beating rapidly at nearly being caught.

Curiosity got the best of her, and she rolled onto her knees, peeking up over the edge of the balcony. Wanda's pretty face was screwed up in a look of primal pleasure, and her moans were carrying faintly to the hidden watcher. She rocked her body back to meet every thrust, breasts bouncing wildly until her lover bent over along her back, grabbing both tits and using them as leverage to fuck her slow and hard. Lara's hand crept down to the button of her pants, undoing them and sliding inside to the damp cotton of her panties. Part of her was still in shock at what she was doing, but it didn't stop her from parting her pussy lips and finding the slick nub of her clit. Shifting to a more comfortable position on her knees she went at her pussy with growing eagerness as she watched her neighbor get fucked.

It wasn't long before they changed positions again. He pulled out, and sat on the edge of the bed with his powerful legs sprawled wide. Wanda knelt on the floor in front of him to one side, licking slowly up his cock before swirling her tongue around his tip and taking him into her mouth. While she was sucking him off she fondled his balls, then moved lower. Lara bit back a gasp, clit jumping as she saw one of Wanda's slender fingers enter her husband's ass. He appeared to be enjoying it immensely, dropping back on his elbows, head lolling with an expression of ecstasy. Another finger disappeared inside him, and he dropped a hand on Wanda's head, grabbing her by the hair and shoving her head down. She opened wide, letting him fuck her mouth.

Lara pressed her mouth against the hand gripping the stone ledge, breathing hard as she rolled her clit quickly between two fingers, working herself towards a hell of an orgasm. Fighting to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head, she glued her gaze to the couple in the bedroom. Wanda was pumping her fingers in and out of her husband's ass, gagging on his cock, and fingering herself like this was the best sex she'd ever had. Without warning he pulled out of her mouth and pulled her up by the hair, seating his cock deep inside her. Each thrust lifted her almost completely off, only to be impaled again in the next second. Lara moaned against her hand, hips rolling and jerking as she came hard. Past her fluttering eyelids she could see Wanda's husband stiffen, driving into his wife and holding them there.

When she could finally think straight again, Lara looked up, and jumped. Wanda's husband was in front of the window! Lara ducked low, but couldn't resist peering above the wall one more time. He was smirking in a satisfied manner as he reached out and closed the window. A minute later the curtains were drawn, and Lara escaped back into her room.