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Archive-title: Karen

     For almost three years now, I'd had a unfulfilled fantasy.

Last summer, that fantasy was fulfilled.  Karen and Dave are

next-door neighbors, both in their mid twenties.  Karen is in

good physical shape, even though Karen and Dave have three young

children.  She has blond hair, large breasts, a flat stomach,

fairly wide hips, and a lovely, heart-shaped ass.  Believe me,

I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a view of

their back yard, complete with Karen laying out in a skimpy

bikini. Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle.  Though I'm

only 20, I can't compare to him.  However, Dave flies for one of

the airlines and is often gone for a week or even more.  That is

actually what my fantasy centered about.  While a three-some

would certainly have been enjoyable, I had often thought about

Karen and I having an encounter when Dave was gone.


     On the day it finally happened, I had the day off.  My

sister, mom, and dad were all at work.  It was hot, about 110,

but there was little humidity, as we were in Phoenix.  I had gone

biking early that morning, returning at 7:00 to see Karen looking

good in a knee-length robe.  She whistled at me in my biking

shorts, the first indication I'd ever gotten that she was

flirtatious; uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile

and wiggled my rear at her, yelling out "You want it--come get

it!"  She laughed and went back inside, her hips swaying from

side to side.  I wheeled my bike in the garage and stretched

down, thinking of her.

     Later that day, I was out in the back yard "painting" the

fence that hides the pool filtration stuff.  Because I was

"painting" with a clothes-hostile mixture of linseed oil and

turpentine, and because of the heat, I had taken my shirt off,

leaving only my old, faded bathing suit on.  The other advantage

to the bathing suit, of course, was that I could jump in the pool

whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going to get).

     Anyway, I heard the Karen's door open and shut, followed by

the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping on concrete, which soon

quieted.  I set down my brush and pot of goop and went over and

stood on the diving board, which gave me a view over the

cinderblock fence.  Karen was lying out about ten feet from me,

at an angle, facing towards me, her eyes closed.  I felt

stirrings in my pants as I took in her long, tanned legs, the

string bikini covering her pubic region, her flat stomach, her

glorious breasts accented by the bikini top, and the cloud of

long, blond hair around her face.  Rather than have her catch me

staring, I called out "Looking good," also unusually bold of me,

given how she and my mom talk together.

     Karen's eyes popped open and quickly found mine.  She looked

a little startled, but also a little pleased.  She got up and

came over to the fence, giving me a _great_ view of her breasts,

which were pressing together due to their confinement.  I felt my

dick harden in response.  Then, she mentioned that their pool

filter was acting up and that she didn't know how to fix it.

"Would you be willing to take a look at it?" was said with a

perfectly innocent look.  I readily agreed, hard-on or no


     After I hopped the fence, I followed her over to the filter,

adjusting my bathing suit in a completely futile attempt at

hiding my interest.  As she bent over, it became difficult for me

to focus on the filter; the blue bikini bottom slipped a little

further into the crack of her cheeks.  Gallantly, however, I

peered over her shoulder (ok, ok, occasionally I snuck a glance

at her impressive cleavage) and paid attention.  After moving

around her, I looked at the pressure gauge, which was way too

high, and cleaned out the trap, which was clogged with bits of

leaves and grass.  As I kneeled to screw the top back on the

trap, my dick, which had wilted enough to move around, slipped

down along my leg.  Karen, who had bent over (that cleavage

again!) to look at what I was doing, didn't seem to notice

anything.  However, as I tried to shift my member around and it

hardened in reply, she seemed to catch on and smiled a bit.  When

I stood up, my hard-on was quite evident.

     Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and offered me

a drink.  I noticed that her nipples were a bit more evident

through the stretchy fabric of her bikini top.  We went inside

and I commented on the lack of kids.  She smiled again, and said

that they were farmed out at friends' houses, so that she could

run errands (I wondered if I was an "errand").  She opened a

cabinet and reached up to get a glass on a shelf that was just a

little bit too high.  I reached around her and grabbed a glass

and set it on the counter.  My cock pressed up against the side

of her hip.  Then, I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock

further up, around, and back down her hip.  By this time, her

nipples were fully erect (or so I thought) and, in one place, the

faded blue of my suit was spotted dark blue by my oozing pre-cum.

     Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went over to

the sink and filled our glasses with water.  I stood behind her,

reached over her shoulder to get my glass, and pressed my hips

against her ass, nestling my dick between her ass cheeks.  She

pressed her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled

her glass.

     Still playful, neither of us making a major move, though

both clearly wanted to, we went in to the living room and sat

down, Karen on the couch, me on another couch facing her.  Karen

then got up and bent _way_ over to turn on the TV. Her bikini

bottom slipped further up her ass cheeks and, from my vantage

point, I could see the outline of her swelling pussy lips.  She

stood back up and started the VCR.  She had obviously been

watching the porno tape earlier, since it started in the middle

of scene.  It was actually switching between two scenes, one of a

very vocal woman with long black hair and medium-sized breasts

being eaten by her husband, the other of a blonde with larger

breasts (supposedly their daughter, I guess) listening to the

couple and masturbating.  When the movie first started up, the

blonde was running her hands over her breasts, milking them

upwards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples.  The other

woman's moans as she was given a tongue-lashing were clearly

evident.  Then, the scene cut to the couple, as the man sucked on

the woman's clit and lightly tongued it back and forth.  Then

woman's moans got louder and the scene cut back to the blonde.

     The blonde still had one hand working on her breasts, but

was now also had a hand playing with her belly, pubic hair, and,

every once in a while, dipping down to rub along her downy-haired

slit.  As this was going on, I had been sort of splitting my

attention between the TV and Karen.  My dick had gotten even

harder as Karen spread her legs a bit, allowing me to see a

growing wet spot at her crotch.  She also was lightly running her

fingers along the outline of her bikini top and sometimes over

and around her hard nipples.  Her nipples, if possible, grew more

erect and pushed almost as hard against her bikini top as my cock

pushed against my swim trunks.  When the black-haired woman

orgasmed from her husband's attention, the scene cut to the

daughter, who was approaching her orgasm as well, with two

fingers pumping in and out of her dripping pussy lips.

     I got up, thinking I should have earlier, and sat down next

to Karen.  I reached my right hand around her shoulder into her

blond tresses and ran the other down to trace along the bottom of

one breast.  I felt her lips vibrate with a muffled moan as I

covered them with mine.  With my left hand, I traced over to the

other breast, spiralled in to the nipple, and gently pulled it

between two fingers.  One of Karen's hands slipped down to my

trunks and began to rub my cock through the short.  Our tongues

were alternately entwined and probing.

     As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her orgasm, I

slipped my right hand down from Karen's hair to untie her bikini

top.  As we broke our first kiss, Karen arched her back, causing

her breasts to "present" themselves.  As a result, the strings of

her bikini top came most of the way around from her back and

ended hanging loosely down her sides.  When she relaxed and

hunched her shoulders a bit, the skimpy blue top fell completely

off.  She tossed it to the floor and smiled a wicked grin as my

eyes popped.

     Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were at least a

'C' cup and most likely a 'D' cup.  They hung ever so slightly

and met naturally at her sternum.  Her aureoles were a medium-

sized and slightly darker pink than her large, erect nipples.  We

moved closer and started another passionate kiss.  With my left

hand, I traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her

breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between the base

of my second and third finger.  Then, cupping her breast but also

stimulating her nipple directly, I moved my hand in little

circles, sometimes pulling the nipple outwards.

     During my play with her nipples, Karen had started massaging

my dick again.  Though it was still restrained by my swim trunks,

I felt it jump as Karen squeezed it lightly, and gasped a bit

with the feeling.  Karen then broke our kiss and moved back

slightly.  She got up and went over to the TV.  I moved over to

the TV as well and pressed my hips forward against her ass as she

bent over and took the tape out.  As she stood up, tape in hand,

I thrust my hips even further forward and reached both hands

around to cup her breasts and brush her nipples.

     Karen twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips against

mine.  I could feel her breasts, tipped by erect nipples, press

against my chest.  She kissed me lightly and mentioned that there

was a VCR in the bedroom.  I was tempted to pick her up by her

hips, so that she would lock her legs around me, and carry her

into the bedroom.  However, appropriate as that seemed, I also

knew I probably wasn't quite strong enough.  Rather than upset

the mood by dropping her halfway there, I tilted my head towards

the hallway and followed her into the bedroom.

     The room was fairly neat, but some clothes thrown on the

chair and the rumpled bed showed that someone actually lived

there. (I like a "lived in" look, provided it doesn't cross the

line to messy)  A decent-sized TV screen sat on the dresser,

facing the queen-sized bed.  Karen popped the tape in the VCR and

started it.  The sounds of sex came into being around us.  Again,

I stood behind her, thrusting my hips forward and massaging her

breasts.  She bent over a little bit, moving her hips backwards,

creating more pressure on my rock-hard dick, and reached around

behind her to pull me closer to her.  I began running one hand up

and down, from breast to navel and back, gradually working lower.


As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, planting little kisses

in her hair, on her neck, on her shoulders, doing my best to

drive her crazy.

     Karen had been moaning a little and trembling slightly

whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or seeded her hair with

kisses.  After working slowly over the top of her bikini, working

slowly down the edges of the bikini, brushing her thighs with my

fingers, and returning to massage her breasts, I finally let my

hand brush down past her navel, over to top of her bikini, along

the edges of the bikini towards her inner thighs, along her upper

thighs.  Finally, I let one finger extend from that hand, trace

lightly along the wet patch on the bikini, and apply pressure,

ever so slightly, from the back of her covered cleft to the


     Karen shuddered and moaned a bit, then stopped me and turned

around.  Her breasts were red from my attention and her face was

getting flushed.  Karen kissed me once, quickly, and then tugged

my bathing suit down.  My six-inch cock (it may have been seven

then) sprang free from its long confinement and stood out proudly

as I stepped out of my only clothing.  As Karen stood up, her

breasts brushed along my cock and gained a thin line of pre-cum.

She grabbed me by the cock, led me over to the bed, and left me

stretched out in the middle of the bed, watching her.

     Karen walked over to the dresser and leaned against its

edge, next to the TV, which still played, ignored.  She spread

her legs to show the large wet spot at the crotch of her bikini

bottoms.  Then, she closed her eyes and began massaging her

breasts, tugging on the nipples and pressing the smooth globes

together with the sides of her arms.  Almost involuntarily, her

right hand crept in little circles down to her navel, down to the

top of her bikini bottoms, down the blue fabric to run along her

slit.  She brought fingers to her face, inhaled the scent, and

then licked what moisture there was free.  The next time her hand

crept down, it slipped underneath her bikini.  She put one hand

on the dresser behind her and raised her hips enough to slide the

bottoms free.  I was exerting all my willpower to keep in place

and not explode right there from the erotic influence Karen was

having on me.

     I must have made some noise, because Karen seemed to come

back to what was going on.  She stepped completely out of her

bikini and stood nude, glorious, and aroused before me.  She then

turned around and bent over, giving me a _great_ view of her

gorgeous ass and puckered sphincter.  Her breasts I saw only as

two globes hanging partially in view between her legs.  I could

also see her pussy, puffy with arousal, surrounded by lightly

colored downy pubic hair.  Many of the hairs had tiny droplets of

Karen's juices hanging from them, a sight that turned me on even

more.  She licked one finger and then placed it between her legs

and touching her sphincter.  After lightly rubbing around the rim

of her asshole, Karen pressed inwards briefly and then ran her

finger forward, bisecting her swollen lips.  After licking her

finger clean, Karen ran her finger along her swollen slit again,

this time pressing a bit deeper, a bit harder.

     I couldn't stand watching her any longer and therefore got

up and pulled her to the bed.  Karen ran her fingers lightly over

the head of my cock, spreading the droplet of pre-cum that had

oozed out over my whole glans.  I couldn't believe how good such

a simple action felt.  After tugging on Karen's nipples for a

minute, I moved my hands down to her dripping nether regions.

After pressing the tip of my finger against her clit, I moved it

further back and applied pressure to the length of her slit.

Karen shuddered a bit, but moved away from my finger.  At first,

I didn't know why, but her motive soon became apparent.

     Karen traced the fingertips of both hands down my chest and

stomach, leaning low enough that her nipples brushed a double

line as well.  When she reached my navel, my dick slipped in

between her breasts and bumped along her sternum.  I left a

slippery line of pre-cum along her sternum to match the earlier,

now dried line running over both of her breasts.  I was reveling

in the sights and sounds of Karen's actions when she began

intensifying them.  Gently at first, but with gaining strength,

Karen jacked my dick with both hands.  After doing this for a

while and thoroughly coating the head of my dick with my pre-cum,

she leaned down and blow a hot, wet breath along the length of my

cock, ending by tickling the hair on my balls.  When she gently

squeezed my balls, my cock jumped involuntarily.

     Karen smiled to see what she was doing to me, and took just

the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the

opening at the tip of my cock and tasting the pre-cum there.  As

she swirled her tongue around the rest of my cock head and

trilled around the sensitive ridge, my cock jumped again and my

hips involuntarily flexed slightly.   Karen then took the length

of my cock into her warm, wet mouth.  I could tell already that

she was good at giving head.  As I looked down past her blond-

crowned head, I could see from movement of her hips that she was

working on herself, too.  I could also see the TV above her head,

but the TV didn't have much attraction now, even though the same

blonde as before was getting filled from behind by a strapping

tanned stud.

     As Karen ran her tongue along the underside of my cock and

increased her suction, I knew I wouldn't be able to last long.

Already, I could feel a hallmark pleasant tightening of my

stomach muscles.  Between gasps of pleasure and involuntary

thrusts into Karen's mouth, I told her I was getting ready to

come.  Karen responded by squeezing my balls and, if possible,

taking me further into her mouth, sucking even harder, and

trilling her tongue in still more delightful convolutions.  I had

both hands on her head, running through her blond hair, helping

me actively thrust against her mouth.  I was getting closer and

closer to the edge; I could feel my balls pulling in to my body

in anticipation of what wasn't far away.

     Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran her

tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my glans.  I

thrust spasmodically against her mouth and held her head tightly

as I started spurting down her throat.  Karen didn't even try to

move away; she just kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and

draining the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my

balls.  After I had collapsed back against the bed and was idly

caressing Karen's hair, she let my softening cock slip out of her

mouth and moved up to kiss me.

     As I found out, Karen hadn't swallowed all of my load; I

tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined.  No woman had ever given

me a blowjob even approaching hers; further, no woman had ever

kissed me with my sperm still in her mouth.  I was determined to

give Karen as massive an orgasm as I'd had.

     So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen over on

her back.  Though I was pretty certain Karen was already highly

aroused ;) I couldn't possibly skip over her lovely breasts.  I

kissed her lips as my hands ran circles around her globes.  As I

traced the tip of my tongue down her throat to a collarbone, I

started to squeeze each _very_ erect nipple between my fingers.

Then I ran my tongue along her collarbone out to her shoulder

and back.  Once I reached her sternum again, I traced along her

sternum with my tongue and continued down the underside Karen's

left breast.  I could feel her shiver in anticipation and could

certainly see her arousal in her tightly erect nipples.

     Unable to resist those nipples, I spiralled the tip of my

tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough circles around

her nipple, enticing the nipple to new heights.  Karen pressed my

head roughly against her breasts and gasped.  I started licking

the other breast and then alternated, doing my best to drive

Karen crazy.  When she began trying to push me downwards between

gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close.  So, I traced my

fingers slowly downwards, just barely touching the skin.

Similarly, I had my tongue arc in lazy parabolas down to her

navel, down to her downy, blond pubic thatch.

     Karen's hips began to arch to meet my tongue and fingers; as

she forced her hips upwards, I moved my tongue and hands back,

prolonging her enjoyment.  After arching her back to its fullest,

she collapsed back on the bed and awaited my touch.  Her fingers

were slowly massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion

that turned me on even more.  I ran my fingers around the edges

of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally

ran them along her swollen pussy lips.  The light hairs between

her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional depending drop

of her nectar.  As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen's

legs spread wider, giving me better access.

     When her legs were spread almost as far as they would go, I

spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her wetness.  I could

see the hard nubbin her clit made and blew against that until it

popped free of its sheath.  As I blew each time, Karen's stomach

muscles would contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and

unpucker also.  When her clit popped free, I slowly ran a finger

around her pussy, applying light pressure at first, but

increasing the pressure gradually.  When the finger was wet with

her juices, I slowly inserted it into Karen's depths.  Her breath

came as an abrupt whoosh, then a slow, excruciating inhale.  I

moved my other hand back to her ass and caressed it, finally

pressing one finger against her brown hole.

     She seemed to like that; I set up an alternating rhythm,

first pressing a finger on her hole while massaging her outer

lips, then tracing around her ass cheeks as I probed a finger far

into her warm, wet pussy.  As Karen's moans began to intensify, I

traced my tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen's

engorged pussy lips.  She jerked upright and pressed my head

against herself, clearly enjoying the sensations.  I was too;

Karen's juices were sweet and copious.  I sucked on each lip,

drawing it out and letting it relax back, eliciting moans and

shudders.  By now, Karen's hips were rocking back and forth,

gradually picking up speed.  When I fastened my lips to Karen's

clit and hummed, her moans turned to a crescendoing yelp, and

subsided gradually.  I could feel her approaching orgasm and

started moving two fingers inside of her in addition to my tongue

on her clit.

     Karen began pressing her hands down on my head, forcing more

pressure on her sensitive nerve endings.  As my fingers moved

back and forth, probing up the third knuckle, her pussy made

sucking noises.  Karen began moaning even louder and bucking her

hips against my face.  I lubricated a finger with Karen's juices

and pressed it slowly against her asshole.  As the finger circled

her rim and gradually moved inwards and I drove my tongue all the

way up her pussy, the sensations abruptly became too much for

her.  Every muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed

tightly around my head) and she began to quiver spasmodically,

still bucking wildly against my face.  As she orgasmed, I

continued to tongue-lash her, extending her throes of pleasure.

Finally, after gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands,

Karen's muscles relaxed and her breathing started to slow.  I

moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply, sharing with her

the pussy juice I still held in my mouth.

     My cock was again jutting out from my body, a detail Karen

soon noticed.  She told me to lay on my back and began rubbing

her hands between her legs and transferring the moisture to her

breasts and especially her cleavage.  I helped her out by licking

between her breasts and on each nipple.  By the time she lowered

her breasts around my cock, the nipples were standing erect

again.  Karen began moving slowly back and forth, fucking my cock

with her hanging breasts.  As she was straddling my leg, I could

feel her growing heat as she ground her pussy against it.  Soon,

she was breathing heavily and I was thrusting into her cleavage

and groaning a bit myself.

     When Karen positioned herself over my cock and started to

guide it in, I asked about protection.  Luckily, as I sure didn't

want to stop, she had had her tubes tied after her third child.

As she lowered herself, the tip of my cock touched her folds.  We

stopped there and moved in tiny but opposite circles, stimulating

each other.  Then, Karen slowly settled onto my cock.

     I couldn't believe the sensations; her pussy was very tight,

though not the tightest I'd been in.  Still, though, I could feel

her pussy walls contract with the sudden intake of breath

accompanying my full penetration.  My cock jumped a bit, but

subsided as we rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being

joined.  Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down and I

began to thrust in time with her.  Each time, my cock would pull

out until the head was barely inside her and then would penetrate

its full length.  I was groaning and holding onto Karen's hips as

she pulled on her nipples.

     After doing this for a while, Karen started to get tired.

Changing positions was good; I was starting to have a hard time

holding back.  We moved to classic missionary position.  Again, I

rubbed my cock head around her opening before thrusting slowly

into her.  She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped

her legs around me until I was completely inside her.  Reveling

in the sensation of her warm, wet pussy grasping my dick, I

started thrusting deeply and quickened the pace.  Every once in a

while, I'd pump Karen with a series of short, tight strokes that

built tension in my belly.  Karen started moaning loader as I

pumped her, and shrieked "YES!" when I slipped a finger down to

press on her clit from the top as my dick stimulated it from


     I knew I wouldn't last much longer and slowed down to try to

prolong the ecstacy.  Karen was flushed and breathing heavily; we

were both covered with a sheen of sweat.  As Karen's legs locked

and unlocked around my hips, my ass was bucking with a life of

its own, striving to meet Karen's thrusting hips and drive my

cock even further into her tightness.  The sounds of our sex were

liquid as my cock stretched Karen's pussy lips around its

circumference.  The familiar tightening in my stomach told me

that I couldn't last much longer.  Between groans of pleasure as

Karen contracted her muscles, I got across to Karen my impending

orgasm.  She began bucking even harder against me, trying to

bring me to orgasm with her.  She was pinching her nipples

roughly, pulling them away from her breasts.  Karen's pussy had

been squeezing against my cock in firm contractions; suddenly it

clamped down as her orgasm arrived, accompanied by Karen's wails

of pleasure.  With the added pressure and a last spasmodic

thrust, I began to feel my sperm boiling out of my balls and

shooting deep into Karen's pussy.  We were moaning and groaning

together as our orgasms further stimulated each other.  I had

never come as long or as hard in my life.  When my cock was

finally done pulsating, Karen and I collapsed together and lay

there, cooling off.

     After a few minutes we rolled apart and I happened to see

the clock.  It was 4:00!!!  My parents and sister would be home

in about forty-five minutes and I was halfway through a project

that had to be finished by the time they returned.  I explained

to Karen and kissed her, first on her pussy (tasting my sperm),

then on each nipple, and finally ending on her contented mouth.

She sucked the last come off my dick and I left with a hard-on,

thinking about my fantasy come true.


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