I am horny,oh that sounds so trashy,well ok I am needy. It has been awhile since I have the pleasure, the carnal pleasure of a man. Due to life little hiccups and such, I wonder when I would ever have that chance again. Then it doesn't help that I am picky, which doesn't do much for my current situation. So as I sat, at the local Starbucks one Sunday morning watching the church going crowd making their way to go pray for sins committed or for the ones they were thinking about committing I pondered my problem. So I offered a pray up to Man upstairs and asked him to see what he could do.
Then thinking there was more on his plate then my lack of sex I guess I must have sighed aloud because very deep sexy voice from behind me as me what was wrong; Turning around I got the best surprise it was my neighbor, Micah Volf, I jumped up and gave him a hug as I was glad to see him. Micah don't let the name fool you is very male. A good 6'2" tall with Slavic good looked, from the close cut snow white hair to the killer body and smile, that did a lot to warm those ice blue eyes of his. He emigrated from Russia with his family as a teenager and was now a Captain in the United States Army. We had met the day I moved into the neighborhood, which when I think about still gives me a very warm feeling down below. He was running down the street shirtless wearing black sweat pants and running shoes. I saw him and dropped the box that I had in my arms on the ground shattering to piece all of my dishes. I came to my senses as I looked down at my feet at what my lust had cost me and covered my eyes.
"Hi, are you alright?"
I looked between my fingers to see, the reason for the mess at my feet and quickly forgot about the dishes as my pussy drooled.
"I am..fine I" said as I tried to regain my composer, knowing full well that wasn't about to happen anytime soon.
He looked down at the box of broken dishes at my feet and back at me not saying a word. He bend down and started to pick of the pieces of my dishes that had fallen out of the box.
I bend down and started to help him and for a few minutes we didn't say a word. Once the dishes were back in the box, we both stood up and looked at each other.
Boy I am so glad that I am not a man, as he would have known just the scent of him was driving me crazy. Then I remembered that I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipples when I looked down were stand out like headlights screaming look at me. Yes he was looking, oh well I just ignored it and mumbled something about thank you and I am new to the neighborhood ... and tried to make a quick get away with my box of broken dishes.
"No let me help you, I don't want you and more accidents," he said with a slow smile,which made it way into his ice blue eyes as he took the box out of my arms and walked toward my house.
I realized that I was holding my breath as this walking reason for a serious orgasm was talking to me. I breath out and follow behind him as I watch is firm backside walk up the three stairs to my house. Micah didn't finish he run that day or the next, as he helped me unload my things from the move. We then started meeting mornings after his run for coffee and that is when I learned a lot about Micah Volf. It is also when I started forming my own fantasy world about the two of us. I use to visualize as I laid in bed at night of just fucking him stupid and I wondered sometime if he knew because I would catch him staring at me in such away that he was almost daring me to do or say something. I use to wonder about that, but then he introduced me to Susan (last name I don't remember) and I closed kept that door closed. Not long after that he was sent oversea and I was left with my fantasies, box of ever-ready batteries and few new toys. Now he was back.
"So my little chocolate drop did you miss me?"he asked as I sat there looking at him as he was a cool drink of water on a hot summer day.
Yes I said, as I have reached the age to not waste time being coy or cute.
"How much, Angel moy", he said which I found out means my angel in Russian.
I started to reply and then Susan wandered over and took a seat next to Micah I had forgotten about his next-door neighbor. She had made her claim on him and was quick to let others know it even if he didn't acknowledge it.
I decided to take my leave at that point and told Micah that I was happy he was back. If I had the courage, I would have noticed that he didn't want me to leave.
I walked out of the Starbucks and ran the rest of the way home, not out of anger, frustration or embarrassment, of which I was feeling, but because it was something that I had taken up after Micah had left. It was my way of kind of staying connected with him. After taking along shower and fixing a light dinner I sat down at my computer to working on editing a story that I had completed. With Marion Meadow's "Body Rhythm" playing the background, a glass of white wine, me dressed in nothing but a white wife beaters tee shirt long enough to wear as a short dress I set about the task at hand. On my second glass of wine, I found that my mind wasn't on editing I was just too, distracted and it because of Micah. I wanted him and I wanted him to want me.
"Lord please, please I prayed release from my own need", I said out loud and then the doorbell rang. Now either due one too many glasses of wine or my own stupidity I open the door with out checking. It was Micah
We stood there looking at each other not saying anything,it all coming down to the here and now. As I step out of the doorway I invited him in, knowing what else would follow and I didn't mind one bit. As no 'Ordinary Love "by Chris Botti played I waited I made my next move.
Micah who had been to my home many times before took a seat with out invitation as I just looked at him.
I could tell by his eyes that he liked what he saw. A not so tall or short
5'6"tall, a woman with skin the color of caramel, shaped like a full figured hour glass wearing a white wife-beater tee shirt that reached mid thigh and barely covered the sides of her generous breast.
"Come here", Micah said as he sat on my sofa looking at me with those icy blue eyes of his.
I walked over and stood in front of him and waited for him to make the next move which he did with no hesitation. Micah slid his hands up under the tee shirt pushing it up to expose my nudity to his eyes and his desires. His hand caressed my the sides of my hips and waist as he pushed up the tee shirt exposing a body that time had been very kind to but still let it marks. From my plumb thighs, firm ass, shaved pussy and that last 10 lbs or ok 15lbs I was trying to lose along with full boobs,Micah took is time looking and caressing it all with his eyes, hands and mouth. By the time he reached my lips I was an over heated mess. Nipples at full attention, my juices slowly running down my thighs as my clit was screaming for attention, his attention. Micah finally had me naked after ripping my tee shirt off me as he roughly pulled me to him burying his face in my chest as he in held the scent of my skin. He picked me up and carried me to my bedroom and laid me gently upon my bed. At hat point I decided to return the favor, slid my hand under his shirt feeling the muscle of his chest and his abs as I inhaled his scent, a mixture of musk and spice. I stripped him of his shirt exposing his smooth tanned chest and his jeans. Oh my was all I could think of as my eyes and hands touched his smooth tanned skin, muscular body and that amazing mmmm... oh my!
I found myself attacking him with the full voracious need of woman who hadn't been laid in years. I froze yes, I froze! Micah knowing in seconds my deer-in-headlights response took over and kissed me like I had dream of so many time before. I closed my eyes and a lot my other scents to take over as he kissed my lips, my eyes, my face and my neck reducing me into feverish withering passion. His fingers soon followed with his mouth sucking at my breasts as his fingers played the sexual center of my being for all it was worth. His fingers were fucking me madly in my pussy, which was a soppy mess,as well as in my ass hole. The man had me screaming his name and he hadn't even put his cock in me yet! Every movement was like he was trying to take me into himself and to place himself in me.
Micah licked at my pussy and genitally sucked it's lips as he continued finger fucking my asshole as I felt my orgasm coming. When it hit it,was like an out of body experience for me, my toe curled and my body went into spasms that had me screaming and crying at the same time. It was then that Micah slammed his cock into my convulsing body by way of my pussy and I swear came again and again. At some point I lost track of time and my only connection to reality was Micah. He became my center and my all for a while, filling all those empty spaces in me body and soul. When he finally came, we were in doggy style as he massaged my body inside and out as he drove me on. When he came and he came hard taking me with him. I screamed his name again as I had so many times that night as he bite my shoulder and held on until the last twitch of his cock releasing his cum into me. Laid physically exhausted and emotional overloaded, all I could do was lay there. Micah rolled off of me and pulled me as he wrapped himself around me. He then sung to me softly Russian a lullaby as I drifted off to sleep in the comfort and safety of his arms, but not be for saying my prays. 'Thank you God" I whispered and as I drifted off I heard very clearly heard him say Amen!!
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