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Monday morning... 6am... The phone rang. I leapt naked out
of bed and rushed across the room in pursuit of the clanging
instrument. My right foot skidded on a rouge twinkie wrapper
while my left foot took off in the opposite direction on top of a
very startled cat.
Fur and claws flew amid my screams of pain as I skidded
spread eagle backward toward the open window. My hands clutched
the flimsy plastic blinds as I slid butt first out the open third
story window. Clinging to my fragile perch with ankles wrapped
around my ears I mooned the world below.
A wonderful way to start the week. Now the whole world knew
about the tattoo of a goldfish on my rear end. I was stuck
dangling in the air as I listened to the irritating ring of the
telephone. I knew my answering machine would pick up soon if they
would only let it ring long enough.
Rinnnnng... Rinnnng... Rinnn... "Hello.... I am unable
to
come to the phone right now. If you will leave a brief message
and phone number after the tone I will return your call as soon
as possible" (if you listened real hard in the background you
could hear the Indian Love Song.."When I'm calling
yoooo...ooooo..ooooo...". I loved that message).
Beeeeep!... "Hi this is Twinkums...(slight giggle) and
I am
gonna be at home alone allllll day by myself. Why don'tcha come
on over to my house (muffled giggle) and see me this afternoon.
We'll have a REAL good time! Hehehe...." Click!
I pulled and twisted and wiggled trying to get back into the
opening while the lady next door leaned out her window. She was
laughing and asked if I needed some help. Before I could answer
she had disappeared back inside. My struggle continued as I heard
Cindy use the key I gave her so she could feed my cat while I was
away.
She entered the room and grabbed my wrist to help me up
through the window. The back of my legs were scraped up and
bruised where I slid over the sill. Cindy helped me over to the
couch and told me to lie still while she went to get a towel to
clean me up with. I could hear her chuckling in the bathroom
while she ran some warm water in a shallow bowl.
Fine way to get to know the neighbors better, hang yourself
bare-assed out the window. I lay with my face buried in a pillow
with a rabbit embroidered on it hoping to hide my embarrassment.
Cindy whistled a happy little tune as she bounced back into the
room.
"Now," she said," this isn't gonna hurt at
all. I'm just
going to clean up the scrapes a little. Goodness, what in the
world were you doing hanging out the window like that? Hehehe
Maybe I shouldn't ask. " With that she carefully cleaned the dirt
from along my thighs.
After a few moments she put the pan over on the end table.
She bent over the couch and began to slowly rub my shoulders. I
peeked up from the pillow and could see her reflection in a small
picture frame on the table. Her loose top floated back and forth
with the movement of her tits dancing with the rhythm of her
moves. I was mesmerized as I caught the outline of her nipples
becoming firm. The massage was beginning to relax me and I began
to fantasize about her.
Her strong hands rubbed up and down my spine kneading all
my
sore muscles. I felt one hand slide down over my butt and pause a
second before it slid down between my cheeks. She cupped my balls
gently in one hand and bent over to run a her moist wet tongue
around my ear. I raised my midsection up from the couch and felt
her hand slide underneath to wrap her fingers around my cock.
After a few seconds she let go and stood up. I opened one
eye and peeked with the fear that she had left. To my delight I
watched as she pulled the baggy top over her head. Perky little
tits bounced firmly as the nipples pointed skyward. I watched in
silence as she unsnaped her jeans and slid them down past knees
revealing that she wore no panties. She pulled one foot free of
the denim as she used the other to toss the pants into the corner
of the room.
As she stood before me, I could smell a warm bittersweet
odor float teasingly in the air. Her dark mound of pubic hair
glistened with eagerness. I rolled over on my back and beckoned
her to come near. I could feel the strength in her thighs as I
ran my hand across her smooth skin. I guided her right leg up and
over me as she straddled my stomach.
She scooted back until I could feel my throbbing cock
standing erect between her taunt cheeks. She ground her cunt into
my patch of pubic hair. I could feel her warm moistness against
me. She closed her eyes and arched her back as she slid her pussy
over my quivering stomach and up onto my chest.
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My arms were pinned under her knees as lifted up and pressed
her pussy lips against my lips in a kiss I will never forget. My
tongue reached up inside her to tickle and tease the ecstasy that
lay within. She began to grind harder as her breath became more
shallow. A final gasp brought forth her juices as she paused
caught in a moment of bliss.
She turned around on the couch so that she faced away from
me. Her cute ass bobbed in my face as she lowered her mouth to
engulf my rock hard dick. I felt her tongue ride along it's
length as the head bobbed deep down into her throat. With my
hands now free I probed my fingertips into the swollen flesh of
her cunt. The folds of skin were slick and moist to my touch. I
found a spot that seemed bring an enthusiastic wiggle in response
and worked it until with a muffled gasp I again brought an orgasm
rattling her body.
I could feel the pressure from her mouth as she slid up and
down on the trembling shaft. An explosion was building inside my
loins as I twitched and wiggled with growing ecstasy. With a
final smack she pulled free of my cock and pumped one hand along
its' shaft as an orgasm sent cum bursting out over both of us.
She laughed as dipped the edge of the towel in the pan of
warm water and cleaned the creamy juices from our bodies. The
moist heat from the cloth seemed to have a revitalizing effect
that made me stand tall and eager again. She placed a soft kiss
on the head before she turned to face me once more.
With one hand between her legs she guided my aching cock
deep into the velvet tunnel between her thighs. Her hips began to
rotate as I felt a muscle deep inside grab onto the shaft and
hold tight.
She had total control as she pumped and rose in a rhythm
that was bringing another burst of fireworks to both of us. I was
completely drained by the time she decided to release me from her
grasp. She moved from on top of me and lay down in my arms on the
couch. I could feel satin smooth skin pressing along the length
of my body.
Her heart was beating strongly as she pressed against my
bare chest. The smile on her face made me feel good as I brushed
the wavy brown hair away from her closed eyes. We both dozed off
into a deep sleep as the morning sun rose in the sky warming the
room.
Monday morning... 11am... The telephone rang. I sprang naked
off the couch. Cindy was thrown up on her feet before she could
wake up good. She wobbled in front of the sofa trying to catch
her balance. She was blinking in a futile attempt to get her eyes
to focus. The back of her leg brushed the coffee table and made
her stumble and sit smack in the middle of sturdy glass top.
Unfortunately this is where the cat liked to sleep in the
mornings and she straddled the poor pet when she landed. The cat
screamed, Cindy shrieked and neither could manage to get up right
away. Cindy howled louder as she look at the hissing beast
clawing at the glass between her bare thighs. She kicked her arms
and legs in the air as rolled off the table top.
Cindy spit and made gasping sounds as she brushed the sticky
cat hair from between her legs. The insane feline finally got
traction and leapt off the table to rebound off the couch. As I
moved across the room to help Cindy I got in the path of the
furry missile flying through the air.
I was in instant pain as claws were imbedded into my crotch.
I bent over and spiraled to the floor. My body slammed against
Cindy and knocked her backwards toward the open window. She
grabbed the flimsy plastic blinds as her bare bottom was tossed
out the window. Clinging to her fragile perch with her ankles up
around her ears she mooned the world below.
Some things have changed since that fateful Monday morning.
I unplug the phones now when I sleep, I no longer have a cat and
I have put a screen over the window. I don't see much of Cindy
anymore, in fact, she moved out of her apartment last week. I
have also noticed that the people in the park across from my room
have started turning the benches around to face my window.
I hate Mondays...
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