Peter the Neighbour Ch. 04

Authors note: my stories seem to get the hits but few comments, shall I leave these two alone and embark on a different theme? Let me know.

Day one post Peter, he didn't call.

Day two post Peter, no call or message.

Day five, no contact, I was getting worried.

I started to think I had made a complete fool of myself thinking that this lovely mature man thought anything of me at all.

When out of the house I began to look at other men but oddly I wasn't attracted to any of them, I felt no desire to try and approach guys even if they were openly gay, I wanted Peter.

It had now been a week since our first meeting and I had woken every morning running the events through my head lying on the bed where we had our hot sex together.

This inevitably led to my cock becoming rock solid and a furious wank ensued remembering his lovely hard shaft, kissing his mouth and how my glans slid into his firm hairy arse and then losing my anal virginity to him.

I came within a minute shooting my creamy load over my pale smooth tummy.

When alone at home my sessions became even more intense, I dressed in my lingerie and sat in front of the mirror that had witnessed our passion. My realistic dildo was left in the box, I had no desire for fake cock now I wanted a real live penis, well only if it was attached to Peter.

One afternoon dressed up and in my room I had an idea, retrieving my lonely dildo from the box I used the suction base to attach it to the glass and began to suck on the plastic glans. Pulling my erect cock from my panties I lost control spurting my cum on the mirror.

But it wasn't Peter.

Day eight post Peter.

I sulked around the house not wanting to talk to anyone particularly, my parents were bustling around seemingly getting ready for some event or other.

"David honey we're going now" my mother called up the stairs.

Going? Going where I wondered.

Then I had a vague recollection that my fathers law firm were having a winter black tie event and as a partner he was expected to attend.

I ambled downstairs to see them pulling on coats and checking that they had everything.

"Food in the fridge honey" said my mum, pecking me on the cheek as they turned to leave, "Don't wait up it's going to be a late one" she called as they exited the house.

I watched as the car swung into the street and disappeared from view.

Returning to my room I undressed for another solo session I selected my favouite knickers and pulled them on. Admiring my figure in the mirror my cock began to stiffen, turning sideways I looked at my shaft pressed hard under the see through lace fabric.

My phoned pinged, Peter!

Hands trembling I opened the message on my phone.

"Hi Baby Boy, I have waited to contact you on purpose, I wanted you to process what happened between us to give you time to think things through.

I know your parents are away this evening and would like to invite you to come over, I have bought you some new things which I think you will like. If you are interested be here before six, if not no hard feelings, I completely understand and can assure you that my lips are sealed."

My cock had risen just reading the message from him and I was finding it difficult not to pay my hardon any attention.

Shaking I hastily texted back.

"Hello, will be there soon, the last thing I want is your sealed lips."

I quickly showered and cleaned myself, pulled on some clothes and left the house.

Peters house was in darkness as I approached the front door, my heart was hammering in my chest anticipating what might be in wait for me.

I rang the bell and peered nervously through the glass hoping no nosy neighbours were watching. Then I noticed a note stuck to the door. Peeling it off I read;

"Come in and lock the door behind you."

I entered the house and did as instructed, the hall was dimly lit by a table lamp, attached to it another note;

"Go upstairs to your bedroom, presents on the bed, accessories on the nightstand, optional but not essential."

As I have said before our houses have the same layout so I knew where to go.

Kicking off my shoes I padded upstairs to what would be my room, opening the door I slowly entered.

Neatly laid out on the single bed was a red lace thong, matching suspender belt, a pair of red lace top stockings and a white lace body.

They were beautiful and I caressed the soft fabric feeling my loins begin to stir.

Quickly I undressed and stood before a full length mirror, I clipped the belt around my middle and twisted it the correct way around. Sitting I pulled up the stockings and clipped them in place, they felt lovely against my skin, stepping into the lace panties I pulled them up and over my shaved semi erect cock.

Lingerie for me is a huge turn on, is it the feeling of the fabric on my body? I don't know, perhaps it's the sight of my cock squeezed into panties that does it for me every time.

Turning I looked at my panty clad buttocks wrapped in the lacy red fabric, the thong strap tight between my cheeks pressed hard on my boy pussy. I picked up the white lace top and slipped it on, it reached half way between my crotch and knees, the look was lovely with the red lace beneath the white, I felt loved and extremely horny my cock grew at the sight of my dressed frame.

Then remembering the accessories I walked over to the nightstand and I saw a selection of cosmetics, twisting off the cap of pale pink lipstick I carefully applied it to my lips. Standing back I judged the results as okay hoping to see the colour smeared over Peters hard shaft soon.

Exiting the room I walked down the hall legs trembling into the master bedroom where I figured Peter would be waiting, hopefully naked on the bed.

The room was empty, again dimly lit, on the bed I spied a pair of crumpled briefs. Picking them up I felt the warmth from them as if they had only been recently removed. Instinct took over and holding the gusset to my nose I inhaled and smelt Peters musk. The odour was of cock and balls and I loved it, I adjusted the fabric and caught a trace of his anus scent, my cock now tenting within my new knickers as I inhaled his scent my cock became harder, painfully hard. I wanted to lay down and wank with the gusset on my face but I knew there was more to come.

A shadow fell across the room and I turned to see Peter silhouetted in the door frame dressed in a silk robe, he slowly approached but I ran almost knocking him over as I hugged him tightly, his strong arms wrapped around me as I kissed and nuzzled his neck.

"Oh Peter I thought you didn't want me" I whispered.

"Shush baby boy, lets have a good look at you."

I took a couple of paces back watching him eat me with his eyes, I turned and raised the hem of the body revealing my thong strapped cheeks, I turned to let his gaze wander over my erection beneath the red panties and white body.

" Do I pass?" I asked.

"Oh yes you pass with flying colours" he replied.

I approached him slowly and wrapped my body around his, I wanted to be consumed and owned by him. I kissed his mouth and whispered "shall we begin?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed he walked to me slowly. With trembling hands I pulled the robe cord that loosened and dropped to the floor with his now discarded forgotten briefs.

I parted the robe revealing his beautiful hairy torso and ample thighs with my prize hanging between which was semi erect waiting for attention. Silently I extended my tongue and lapped on his piss slit, his cock began to stiffen as I kissed his engorged cock head, once fully erect I began to give his seven inches of manhood my full attention sucking and slurping on his rigid veiny shaft.

Peter moaned softly as his cock gently face fucked me, placing his hands on the back of my head he controlled the steady rhythm. His glans and shaft were now coated in my saliva mixed with the pink lipstick. I looked over to a large mirror and watched myself suck another mans cock and realized that he had made me a submissive cock hungry girl, and I had no complaints.

Standing I seductively removed the white body and stood before him in my new lingerie, reaching up I slid the robe off his body, it fell crumpled to the floor.

Brushing my lips on his as my arms snaked around him I felt his hands caress my arse, our chests touched his hairs tickled my nipples, our cocks made contact, looking down he inserted his rigid member under the hem of my straining panties and ran its length up my groin.

And we kissed, our mouths locked, tongues probing each other our lips slick with lipstick. Kissing had become important to our love making it felt intimate and exciting, the only difference to kissing men seemed to be the trace of rough stubble scratching my face.

I reached down and cupped his impressive balls in my hand then began to stroke his hard shaft making him moan to my touch.

A week ago this was all a fantasy, kissing and caressing my mature lover, and my beautiful man had made it a reality and I loved him for this gift. I loved every inch of his hairy solid frame, his manly chest with its trail of dark hair running down his body to the solid masculine cock.

And what a cock! I knew we had most of the night but I was frantic, I needed him, wanted him so badly. The first time we made love, this time I wanted a hard erotic fuck.

Peter gently pushed me backwards onto the soft mattress his head inches away from my tenting erection, his lips wrapped around my panty clad cock head and I moaned.

"I love young cock in lingerie" he said as he released my hard shaft from the side of the knickers and began to suck and kiss my length with enthusiasm. He was driving me insane with lust as I watched my pale shaved shaft glide in and out of his wet warm mouth.

He was a master at oral pleasure teasing me with his mouth, he probed inside my knickers and rubbed my not so virgin rosebud before inserting a finger into me. I moaned and writhed on the bed then withdrawing his finger ran it over my lips, I smelt my anus and opened my mouth to accept it in. Sucking on his finger I tasted my own pussy juice it was nasty and lovely in equal measure.

Grabbing him under his arms I tried to pull him up my body, he smiled and started to scoot up to me on his knees. I pushed his arse higher and shuffled down the bed to position his cheeks above my face.

Pulling them apart the scent of his cock and anus wafted over me and without hesitation I began to lick up his hairy sweaty crack.

I lapped at his entrance smelling his anal scent and feeling his wet hair on my tongue. Pulling his cheeks apart I curled my tongue and pressed it against his red wet muscle, it entered him and I began to probe his chamber my nose buried deep into his man cunt.

Peter moaned as his balls rubbed over my face, I was ready, I wanted a horny hard fuck in the arse.

Rolling over raising my bum in the air Peter knelt behind me, he pulled the thong strap tight against my rosebud and I shuddered with anticipation.

He dipped his head and i felt his warm tongue probe my boy pussy, I writhed and I pulled my cheeks apart as he lapped and licked me with hunger. I felt cool lube work into my entrance and I waited.

"Fuck me Peter" I panted.

I was scared as he mounted me from behind feeling his large cock head push against my muscle, the tip rested at my entrance probing for a way in. I pushed out and he was in, the pain seemed less intense this time as he waited for me to relax my breathing.

I pushed back onto his cock and he entered me, half of his erect manhood buried in my body. I pushed again and his whole glorious length found its home deep in my bowel.

He began to piston his cock in and out of my boy pussy, he draped his hairy frame across my back and started to fuck me hard, really hard.

He kissed my face, my ear, my neck while muttering incoherent words and pounding me deeper and harder.

"Holy shit Peter, don't stop, fuck me, fuck me harder" I screamed.

I felt as though he was taking possession of me, fucking me and owning my body.

I heard a tearing of fabric and realised he had ripped the knickers off in animal lust.

His pelvis rammed against me as his relentless assault continued, his balls slapping against my flesh as he bred me.

Feeling him tense I knew he was cumming soon, reaching beneath me his fingers curled around my stiff cock, he worked my shaft in time with his thrusts then with a cry I felt his cock spasm inside me. Rope after rope of his seed coating my insides as I came with him shooting onto the blanket below.

We lay there for a while basking in post sex happiness my pale body wrapped around him.

To be continued? you decide.