The View From Hazel's Window

THE VIEW FROM HAZEL'S WINDOW
Hazel couldn't believe what she was doing, she was sitting in her room spying on her neighbour. When she'd first sat down at her computer to play her favourite on-line game, she had no idea that before the evening was that solitaire would be the last thing on her mind.
As she waited for her computer to boot up she glanced out of her window and noticed a light on in her neighbour's, ground floor flat across the small courtyard. Hazel lived on the second floor, which meant she was looking down at the scene below her. She could see him sitting at his own computer and her eyes widened. He appeared to be sitting there in just his underwear, a pair of black boxers. As her eyes focussed she could just make out his computer screen and she could vaguely make out a picture of a nude woman on it. Hazel was a woman of the world, she'd been round the block a few times and it didn't take much imagination to work out where this scenario was going, she'd resorted to it herself more and more lately.
She was in her late sixties and, until recently there'd been no shortage of men in her life but over the last six months or so the supply seemed to have dried up and, like her neighbour was doing now, she was making more and more use of on-line porn sites. The neighbour she was watching was Mike, like her, he was also in his late sixties and though she'd spoken to him in passing a couple of times, she didn't know much about him. What she also didn't know, was that before this evening was over, she would get to know him, and know him intimately.
Getting up from her chair she went to the light switch and plunged the room into darkness. When she returned to her vantage point, she could see that he had his hand down inside his boxers and she could definitely see it moving under the tight fitting, thin material. As if with a will of their own, her legs parted and she slid her hand up under her skirt and shuddered when the tips of her fingers brushed the already damp crotch of her panties. For about five minutes she sat there watching Mike's hand moving inside his boxers while her own hand stroked over her lace covered pussy lips then she saw him raise his hips from his chair and slide the boxers down his legs!!!
Hazel gasped and pressed her fingers tighter against her pussy as the first, real life, flesh and blood cock she'd for months bobbed up and down in his lap. She felt her pussy cream as he worked his hand up and down his thick shaft and, even though she couldn't see it, she could imagine his pre-cum pouring from the tip of knob. She ran her tongue over her lips and groaned softly. Hazel enjoyed the feeling of a nice hard cock in mouth and loved the taste and texture of a man's cumm.
She moved her hand to the hem of her skirt and, doing as her neighbour had done, raised her hips and slid her panties down, at the same time, pushing her skirt up around her waist. When she looked back through the window, Mike seemed to have moved his chair slightly and now she could see that his cock was even bigger than she'd first thought. Her hand went back between her thighs as he started to slide his fingers up and down his shaft again and her fingers parted her lips and she slid two of them slid into her warm, wet hole. She groaned softly as she imagined the roles reversed, his fingers sliding in and out of her while her fist slid up and down his thick shaft.
Suddenly she saw his mouth open as he threw his head back and she could have sworn she heard him cry out as a huge wad of cumm flew upwards from the tip of his cock, followed by another then another. She watched spellbound as his hand worked up and down his shaft, pumping more and more of his seed from his huge cock! She felt her pussy convulse around her fingers as her own orgasm hit her and she closed her eyes imaging him pumping his cumm into her as her pussy erupted around it. Her orgasm was the strongest and longest she'd experienced for months and left her exhausted, slumped back in her chair, gasping for breath. When finally, after a good five minutes, she opened her eyes and looked down at Mike's flat, she was surprised to see that his chair was empty and the computer was turned off.
As she sat there in the afterglow of her orgasm, reliving the events of the last twenty minutes or so there was a knock at the door and Hazel was jerked back to reality. She looked at the clock on the mantle piece. ?Nine thirty, a bit late for callers,? she thought as she walked out into the hallway. Through the frosted glass centre panel of the door she could make out the figure of someone standing in the porch and when she looked through the spy hole, her heart almost stopped. It was him!!! Mike was standing there smiling at her.
Should she open the door to him or not? She was in two minds what to do when she heard the letter flap move and when she looked back through the spyhole, all she could see as the top of Mike's head, he was crouching down, peering through the letter box. ?Did you enjoy that Hazel?? his voice drifted up from below her, ?I know I did. Why don't you open the door and I can show you how much?? Hazel was mortified, she'd thought her first foray into the world of voyeurism had gone un-noticed, but now it was clear that Mike had known all along that she'd been watching him.
Mike spoke again. ?Mmmm, there's a great view from down here,? he said and Hazel realised that the letter box was on the same level as her waist and Mike was looking straight at the point where her pussy was covered by just her skirt, her panties were still lying on the lounge floor. ?Come on Hazel,? Mike said, ?mine looks much better close up and I haven't seen yours yet but I bet it's wet though isn't it??
Hazel quickly turned the key in the lock and pulled the door open. ?You'd better come in,? she said, taking a step back. It was still early and there was a good chance another of her neighbours might walk past. ?That's better,? Mike said, as he stepped into the hallway, ?it was a bit uncomfortable kneeling on the doormat.? ?What do you want Mike?? Hazel snapped, feeling a little vulnerable standing there with her neighbour towering over her. Hazel was only five feet four and Mike was over six feet so she looked almost tiny compared to him.
Mike smiled. ?Well for a start you can invite me in properly. It's not all that comfortable standing here in the hall. I'm sure we'd feel much better in the lounge.? What made Hazel do it she'd never know but she turned and walked down the hallway towards the lounge with Mike trailing behind her. ?Well?? asked again, ?what is it?? Mike didn't reply but walked past her over to the window. ?Oh yes you've got a nice view from here Hazel,? he said, ?pity I haven't got the same view from my flat.? Then Hazel saw his eyes flick to the floor and she realised he was almost standing on her panties. ?Mmm, looks like you were enjoying it then, he said, as he bent down and picked them up. Hazel took a step towards him and tried to grab her panties off him, but Mike put them behind his back and Hazel stepped back again.
?Oh these are pretty,? he said, as he rubbed the flimsy red lace between his thumb and forefinger. Hazel was blushing now as Mike moved the panties to the side of his face and rubbed them against his cheek and she saw him breath in and he smiled again. ?Oh yes, they smell nice too,? he said softly, ?I don't suppose you had time to put anymore on did you?? Hazel just stood there as her neighbour passed comments on her underwear, it was an unreal feeling. Without realising she was doing it, she shook her head and saw Mike smile again. ?I didn't either,? he said, ?I'm commando too.? Hazel found her eyes inexplicably drawn to the front of his jeans and she gasped when she saw the bulge in the front of them and her mind flashed back to the view of his huge cock she'd masturbated to earlier and she felt her pussy begin to tingle again.
Almost in a trance, Hazel let Mike take her hand and lead her to the couch. She looked up at him as he eased her down onto it and stood over her. ?Is this what you want Hazel?? he asked, as he unclipped the top of his jeans, lowered the zip and let them fall to the floor. Hazel gasped as his huge cock was uncovered and he ran his fist up and down it. Now she didn't have to imagine the pre-cum dripping from it she could see it. Mike smiled as he reached out with his free hand and pulled her face towards his weeping knob. As if with a will of their own, her lips parted as he pulled them closer, until they were brushing against it and she groaned as the taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth. Applying the slightest of pressure, Mike eased face onto his knob and Hazel's lips parted fully and the shiny head of Mike's cock slid between them.
Now it was Mike's to moan as, slowly Hazel took his knob into her mouth and began sliding her lips up and down his shaft. It had been so long since she'd had a nice hard cock in her mouth that she went at like there was no tomorrow, making up for lost time. She wrapped the fingers of one hand round his thick shaft and reached between his legs with the other and massaged his balls. The fingers around his shaft were a safety measure, this was the biggest cock she'd ever sucked and doubted whether she could it all without choking. Mike seemed quite content with what she was doing though and relaxed the pressure on the back of her head, allowing her to set the pace.
Hazel could taste the results of his recent climax as she swirled her tongue over his knob, capturing the almost constant flow of pre-cum that oozed from it. Mike groaned even louder as she swallowed, the action causing the suction around his knob to increase. This was one lady who really knew how to suck a cock.
Mike had had his eye on Hazel for some time and always thought there was more to her than met the eye. He'd always felt that under that reserved exterior hid a hot, sexy woman but until tonight, he hadn't had the chance to prove it. As he'd sat at his computer, he'd got the feeling he was being watched and when he'd turned his head slightly he'd seen Hazel out of the corner of his eye. The thought of her watching him had made his climax, when it came, all the more intense but there'd been something missing, he couldn't see what he knew she was doing. All he could see from his flat was Hazel's head above the window ledge but he knew that below it was playing with herself, he could tell by the expressions on her face. When he'd finished coming and he could see that Hazel had her eyes closed in the throws of her own orgasm, he'd quickly put his jeans and tee shirt on and headed up to her flat.
As Hazel's experienced lips and tongue worked on his cock, Mike pulled his tee shirt off, leaving him completely naked and he returned his hands to the back of her head and began gently rocking his hips backwards and forwards, slowly fucking his cock in and out between her luscious lips. Saying a silent thank you that he'd come so hard while Hazel watched him, he gently face fucked her for a good ten minutes, before he felt his balls tighten as another climax built inside them.
Not knowing whether Hazel swallowed or not, Mike warned her, giving her the chance to stop sucking his cock but she was too far gone now, but she didn't want to stop. The feeling of his knob swelling in her mouth and the anticipation of his load filling it was all she could think about and she began to suck even harder, working her lips up and down his shaft as her tongue washed over his knob. She smiled inwardly as she felt his body stiffen and readied herself for the torrent of cumm that she hoped he'd give her. Suddenly, Mike cried out and Hazel felt his shaft thicken as his load coursed up it seconds before the first wad splashed against the inside of her cheek. Hazel would sometimes come from just this feeling and, due to her recent lack of sex, this was one of those times and she felt her pussy spasm as her own orgasm hit her. The contractions of her vaginal muscles coincided with the spurts of cumm that Mike was pumping into her mouth and her orgasm continued well after he'd finished.
Easing his now softening cock from between her lips, Mike smiled down at her. ?Jesus Hazel,? he said, ?that was amazing. You really know to suck a cock. That's the best blow job I've had in years.? Hazel didn't reply, she couldn't. She could hardly breathe as the remnants of her orgasm shook her body, so she hardly noticed when Mike dropped to his knees infront of her and pushed her skirt up over her thighs and eased her legs apart. She certainly noticed though when he lowered his head towards her pussy and ran the tip of his tongue over her swollen outer lips. She reached down and did as he'd done, grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face against her, crying out as his nose pressed against her clit. Mike groaned into her pussy as he felt the heat of it on his lips. Her two orgasms had left it soaked with her juices and Mike went at it like a man dying of thirst, lapping and sucking at the delicate pink petals of her inner lips, sending wave after wave of carnal pleasure through Hazel's body.
The reward for his efforts came less than a minute later as Hazel threw her hips off the couch, almost knocking backwards and her orgasm overtook her and her vaginal flower released its nectar into his mouth filling it with the musky taste of her. Like Hazel had, Mike swallowed as hard as he could drinking down every drop she had to give, draining her, sucking the last vestiges of her orgasm out of her throbbing, spasming pussy.
Rocking back on his heels, Mike smiled up at her. ?Shall we?? he asked, pulling her to her feet. Hazel didn't say a word as he led down the hallway to her bedroom easing her down onto the bed. He turned and closed the door then climbed on beside her and slowly unfastened the buttons on her blouse, gradually uncovering her lace covered tits under it. He lifted her slightly and slid the fully open blouse off her shoulders then moved his hand to the waistband of her skirt and unzipped it. Hazel raised her hips as he pushed it down her legs and let it drop the floor under her feet then returned his attention to her upper body and removed her bra. Now like him, Hazel was completely naked and he paused for a moment to survey the mature body before him.
His eyes took in her shoulder length blonde hair spread out on the duvet, her beautiful 36B breasts each tipped with an already fully erect nipple. They roved lower, over the swell of her belly to the junction of her thighs and the lightly furred mound above the entrance to her sex. He moved to the foot of the bed and climbed on between her spread thighs and shuffled up between them, his re-enlivened cock in his hand and once again smiled as he saw her glistening hole, just waiting to be penetrated, waiting for him to fill it with thick cock. Hazel looked down over her body at him as he guided the tip towards her waiting pussy. She gasped at the first touch of his pulsing knob as he ran it up and down through her lips. He slapped her clit with his knob, causing her to cry out, before he slid back down through her lips and momentarily dipping into the boiling cauldron of her pussy.
He teased her like this for a full ten minutes, bringing himself ever closer to his climax. He wanted Hazel to feel his cumm erupt inside her at the same as her pussy delivered its own sweet load. Timing it to perfection he waited until her hips were rising and falling in perfect sync with his own movements then suddenly drove into her, filling her with one quick, deep thrust. Hazel cried out as his hard, thick shaft slid into her. For a moment he held still, his pubic bone crushed against her, then started sliding his cock in and out of her with a slow sawing motion, massaging the stretched entrance to her sex with the thick veins that covered its shaft as it slid in and out of her.
Hazel felt her head begin to swim as her orgasm grew closer and the speed of Mike's thrusts increased until the bed was literally shaking under them. For what seemed like an age he pounded his cock into her spasming pussy until at last she felt his body tense and she felt his shaft thicken inside her then with on final deep thrust he came and Hazel felt his thick cumm filling her. As this was Mike's second climax since he'd walked through her front door, his third that evening he hadn't got much left on him but was enough to trigger Hazel's orgasm and her pussy imploded around his pulsing cock, gripping it tightly and bathing it in her warm, thick juices. She kept coming until Mike's cock softened and slipped out of her velvet tunnel and flopped down trapping itself between her arse cheeks.
When their climaxes had faded, Mike rolled off and lay beside her, gently stroking her nipples. ?I think you'd better pack that in, ?Hazel laughed, ?that's unless you've got anything left in there.? As she spoke, she reached down and gave his cock a squeeze. Mike sat up and smiled down at her. ?In that case I think I'd better get on home while I can still walk,? he laughed in reply. After he'd dressed, Mike kissed Hazel on the cheek and headed for the door, leaving one well fucked and satisfied lady stretched out on the bed.