Summer Sunday mornings are made for early risers. No human activity, no voices, no traffic, and even I am not listening to music. Dawn's promise smolders below the horizon, the night air still cool, and the coffee hot. My apartment building was L shaped, and I was on the third floor, adjacent to the corner. I sat on the balcony, in only my shorts, enjoying the solitude, and the anticipation of dawn, when a light came on. The apartment next to mine, in the adjacent block, not vacant any more, apparently.
This was the bathroom window, frosted glass in all but the upper lights, which were at head height as the upper sash was open. I could make out the vague form of someone moving there. Then the light went out, I didn't have to be Ellery Queen to work out that whoever had got up , had now returned to bed. Except that a few minutes later the light came back on again. My attention was drawn again, and this time I could see that my new neighbor was a woman. She was standing close to the glass and smiling at me through the upper, clear panes. She waved and gave me a smile that would put any sunrise to shame. Then, momentarily, she pressed her breasts to the frosted glass. I almost dropped my coffee, she was obviously naked!
She raised a coffee cup in salute, to which I responded, and disappeared. This was a dawn surprise, and I was transfixed. A few minutes later she appeared in her balcony, dressed in only matching bra and panties. Leaning against the wall that adjoined her neighbor, she was hidden from most of the other residents, but in clear view to me. I stood, and moved to the corresponding position, and we smiled and sipped our drinks. I was beginning to get an erection so I adjusted my cock for more comfort, she leaned forward as though inspecting, and nodded approval. Then, having put down her drink, she cupped her breasts and jogged them a couple of times in my direction.
My erection was now trying to force its way passed the waistband of my shorts, she was grinning, aware of the effect she was having. By her hand gestures she obviously wanted to see more, but I was in full view of some of the other apartments. Hell, I thought some risks are worth the prize, and flashed her for a few moments. She laughed and then held up one hand, as if to say watch this. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. With the straps hanging loose she held it in place with one hand, then with a dramatic display she revealed all. I gave a silent applause and she hastily returned the garment to its former, supporting role.
I do not wish to seem critical by this last statement, but we had both reached an age where our bodies were far less than perfect, and long passed that of coy, false modesty. To me she was hotter than the rising sun, and my middle aged body appeared to be having a similar effect on her. She was indicating that I should come round to her door, I did not need inviting twice. Holding up one finger, to indicate how long it would take me, I turned and sprinted to my bedroom. Here I tried to force myself into a pair of jeans, without much success, the zip would not go over my throbbing cock. So, with just the button fastened, I grabbed my keys and, bare footed, ran round to her door!
She was waiting with it ajar, and threw it open as I approached. We were both laughing, and I was a little breathless. Then suddenly, and simultaneously we both stopped. I was just about to speak, to introduce myself, but she held one finger to my lips and I remained silent. She lead me to the day room, and ushered me to a seat on the large, comfortable sofa there. Kneeling in front of me she placed her hands on my thighs, and looking directly into my eyes, smiled the most beautiful, open smile I have ever seen.
Sliding her hands along my thighs I could see where this was leading, and I stopped her. She looked puzzled until I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra again. She raised her hands so I could draw the garment over them and then made to half cover herself with her arms. I bypassed them and gently cupped her breasts in my hands, uttering the only word spoken so far, "beautiful." They had once been the size of half coconuts, and had sat on her chest so proud, and without the need for support. But that was more than twenty years before, now they were softer and not so pert, and I loved them. I gently moved them in my hands, squeezing and cupping them, and deftly pinching and twisting their large, erect nipples. Beautiful I said and beautiful I meant, I was hypnotized.
I was drawn out of my reverie by her hands, one sliding up the leg of my shorts, the other reaching for the elasticated waistband. Soon she had me in both of them, squeezing the base and pulling at the tip simultaneously. She was grinning mischievously, and looking me directly in the eye, when a look of shock and surprise came over her face. "Wow" she said, "never had one of these!" I was only puzzled for a moment, then I realized that she had discovered that I am uncircumcised. Fascinated, she began pulling my foreskin back and forth, covering and uncovering the pink/purple head beneath. Instant happiness for both of us it seemed. It was her turn to be mesmerized. My shorts were getting in the way, they had to go, and her panties joined them.
I could see that we were both careful to be neat and trimmed, though neither was completely shaved. We had similar ideas on some things, time would tell if this applied in other, more active, areas, but the signs were all good. She seemed to think that we would resume the positions of earlier, and made to get on her knees. I had other ideas, while it would be nice for my cock to receive her undivided attention, I wanted some fun as well. The sofa was almost as wide as a bed, and longer. I lay along it and drew her towards me, guiding her slowly, but she soon got the idea and eagerly lay on top of me arranging her neatly trimmed pussy over my face. I felt one hand grip my erection, and the other cup my balls, and I kissed her full on the lips.
When I am concentrating on kissing, licking, nibbling, sucking and tongue fucking a delicious pussy it is difficult to discern exactly what is happening to me, out of sight, and today was no exception. I could feel her body move on mine, both as I gave her greater pleasure, and as she sucked and licked and stroked her new toy. She was also giggling quite a lot, but I took this as happiness. Whatever was happening it felt great, I was building then lowering then building towards cuming again. She had skills I had never dreamt of. I was also in seventh heaven with her pussy. Her hips were thrusting as though she were fucking my face, and her juices were flowing over me as I lifted her to a stream of minor, bursting orgasms. I could not have been happier.
Submerged in these passions, time stood still. The morning sunlight was flooding through the windows bathing us in its warming, golden light. Not that we needed it as we were generating a lightness, and heat of our own. It was she who broke the moment. "Gotta fuck you" she breathed. "Snap," I said smiling, "My thoughts exactly." Like a cat trying to settle, she lifted herself, and turned on all fours until she was kneeling over me. As though we were a single entity, we moved together, in a single thought, a transcending harmony. She leaned forward and kissed me, all covered in her wonderful juices, I filled my hands with her lovely breasts, and she grasped my cock and guided it inside her.
You might think we then began a slow build to a beautiful cuming together, not a bit of it. Her forearms on my chest, our faces close enough to kiss, she got the measure of me in two or three thrusts, and began to fuck me hard and fast! She was gurgling, giggling, and moaning all at the same time, and I could feel the walls of her pussy throbbing as she experienced a continuous series of further orgasms. Lucky thing, I thought, but I could feel my time approaching, and soon passed the point of no return. She must have felt me swell as I arrived at the final few strokes, "Yes please," was all she could say breathlessly, I erupted! As the force of my pleasure washed through me, I felt her tighten and then let out a shout that almost deafened me.
Still thrusting her hips, but more slowly now, we basked in the warmth of the afterglow. We kissed, and laughed and kissed, and kissed. As my cock shrank it slipped out of her pussy, all wet with our mingled juices, it felt cool in the air. She climbed off me and knelt on the floor, she began licking me clean. "Hold up," I said "me too." I indicated that I wanted her to lay on top of me again. "You're a keeper" was all she said, and we spent those happy minutes licking each other like a pair of cats. Showering together was a lot of fun. She made great coffee, though not for herself, and we chatted through breakfast, so that was good. We carried on as neighbors for some time, but since the sex was always wonderful, and we agreed on almost everything, and we loved mostly the same music, what else could we do? So having finally each meet the person who brings more happiness than anyone deserves, we are living happily ever after.
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