Learning About My Neihbour

More sexy adventures at the retirement home

LEARNING ABOUT MY NEIGHBOUR
I'd been seeing my neighbour in a different light ever since I'd heard the unmistakeable sounds of sexual activity coming from her flat next mine a week previously. I'd been friends with Hazel in a purely neighbourly way ever since I'd moved into my flat three months earlier but I'd never been sexually drawn to her. She was just a pleasant, friendly lady who went out of her way to help the other residents of the small block of retirements flats we both lived in. Hazel, like myself, was in her late sixties, which made us the youngest tenants in the block, most of the other residents being much older, well into their eighties and nineties.
On the night my perception of her changed, Hazel had been out somewhere, I'd seen her leave in her car earlier that evening and I was getting ready for bed, when I heard her get back. I was a bit surprised as it was well past midnight, and Hazel wasn't what you'd call a night owl but I was even more surprised when I heard her talking to someone as she passed my kitchen window. My surprise grew when I realised that it was a man. Now as far as I knew Hazel wasn't in a relationship but her private life was none of my business so I turned the TV in the lounge off and went into the bedroom and turned the set on in there and settled down for a bit of late night watching.
I think I was just nodding off, when I heard the Hazel talking to her friend again, this time the voices were coming from Hazel's bedroom just the thickness of a wall away from me, and my curiosity got the better of me and I lowered the volume on the TV. I couldn't really hear what they were saying but after a couple of minutes the talking stopped to be replaced shortly afterwards by moans and groans, mainly from Hazel and it didn't take much imagination to guess what was going on. After round ten minutes, during which time I'd enjoyed a satisfying bout of fist fun, the sounds reached a crescendo and I heard Hazel cry out loudly then it all went quiet and I went to sleep. After that night, I started to take a bit more notice of Hazel whenever I saw her around the building. Although she invariably wore slacks and tops, my closer scrutiny told me that under them she had a half tidy body.
One afternoon about a week later, I was working on my car when Hazel pulled into her space beside me. She said hello then started to take shopping bags out of the boot, she was once again wearing and as she leant in to get the bags out they stretched tightly across her buttocks and I could see a definite pantie line. After she'd got half of the bags out, she was about to close the boot when I asked her if she'd like a hand upstairs with the rest of them. She gave a sigh of relief and said that would be a great help. Taking the rest of the bags, I followed her into the block and up to her flat. As we climbed the steps, I couldn't keep my eyes off the her arse cheeks two steps above me and by the time we reached her flat, I a semi- hard on.
Once all the bags were safely in the kitchen, Hazel asked if I'd like a drink and, of course I accepted and she told me to make myself comfortable in the lounge while she took her coat off. When she came back with he drinks, I could see she was wearing a tight fitting pink, woolly sweater and, as with the pantie line under her , I could see the outline of her bra under it. She put the drinks down on the coffee table and sat on the sofa beside me and despite trying my hardest I was having real difficulty keeping my eyes off her chest.
I knew Hazel was aware of this but she didn't say anything and we just carried on chatting. Of course by now my erection was getting uncomfortably hard in my jeans and, one time when Hazel was putting her glass back on the coffee table I quickly tried to adjusted it, but not quickly enough. Hazel turned back to towards me just in time to see me pulling my hand away. ?Would you like to see them Mike?? she asked, looking down at her chest. I was lost for words and just sat there and nodded blankly. Hazel smiled. ?I'm not blind Mike,? she laughed, ?you haven't been able to take your eyes off them since I took my coat off and suppose I do owe you something for helping me with the shopping.? Before I could reply, she took hold of the bottom of her sweater and pulled it off over her head.
Under the sweater, she was wearing a pink and white bra that seemed at least one size too small for her and her breasts were bulging over the top of it and creating one of the finest cleavages I'd ever seen. Hazel looked really proud of her breasts, she had every right to be, and didn't object when I reached out and ran the tip of a finger along the top of her bra. As my eyes followed its journey, I saw that the upper of edge of an areola peeking over the top of the bra and she groaned when I ran the finger over it and I felt the texture change as the little pimples hardened on it.
Hazel's eyes were closed now and, as I moved my free hand behind her back, she moved forward slightly, allowing me to unclip the bra and fully remove it. Now I could see her breasts in all their mature beauty and it was my turn to groan. Each soft, fleshy orb was tipped with a two inch, deep pink areola at the centre of which was an already erect nipple that seemed to be begging for attention, attention I wasn't slow to give them. I placed a hand on her chest under one breast and cupped it, pushing the nipple towards my advancing lips and Hazel gasped as they closed over it. I was stroking its twin with the thumb of my free hand as Hazel started to move her hips on the couch, grinding her thighs together and the unmistakeable aroma of a woman aroused, drifted up to me.
Pulling my mouth off her nipple, I moved my lips up and covered hers and ran the tip of my tongue over them. She moaned softly, allowing me to slide my tongue into her mouth and we began a long, protracted French kiss. As we explored the inside of each others mouth her hips were rising and falling off the couch as she pushed herself up at an imaginary invader. I was now pinching and teasing each nipple between a thumb and forefinger but the movement of her hips told that another part of her anatomy was much more in need of attention and I moved one hand lower, between her thighs and stroked her through her .
Her reaction was instant as she thrust her hips upwards and pressed her pussy against the palm of my hand. She began to tremble and I realised she was on the verge of an orgasm so I quickly moved my hand back up and slid it down under the waistband of her and back to where I had just come from, this time though there was just the crotch her panties between my hand and her pussy and I could feel it was already wet. Sliding my finger between her pussy lips, I pressed my thumb against the moist fabric at the point I knew hid her clit and Hazel cried out as her orgasm hit her and I felt her juices flood from her, soaking the crotch of her panties where they covered the entrance to her love tunnel.
Moving my finger to one side slightly I slipped it into her panties and ran it over her now soaking pussy lips and Hazel cried out again. I worked the finger between them, coating it with her sweet nectar then moved my hand up to my mouth, which was still covering Hazel's and slid the finger between our lips and we groaned as we both tasted her love honey. It was clear that Hazel was no stranger to the taste of herself as her tongue washed over my finger, savouring the musky, sweet taste of her pussy. It was at that moment that I realized that this was going all the way and we both wanted more, much more.
I got up off the couch and stood in front of her and stripped off. Her eyes followed every movement as I pulled my tee shirt off over my head and then moved my hand to my zip. I was smiling down at her as I teased her, slowly working it down until just my boxers covered what was in store for her. I unclipped the top of my jeans and pushed then down over my hips and she gasped when she saw the bulge of my erection.
Kicking off my shoes, and stepping of my jeans I stood still for a moment then eased the top of my boxers down until my knob was poking over the top of the waistband. Wrapping my fingers around my shaft, I ran them up it, forcing a bead of pre-cum from the tip and Hazel groaned as the glistening bead appeared. I finally slid my boxers down and my cock bobbed lewdly infront of her and Hazel gasped again and reached out for it. She seemed puzzled when I stepped back out of range but her smile returned, when I dropped to my knees infront of her and took hold of the top of her and tugged at them.
She raised her hips, as I pulled them down over her thighs, letting them rest at her knees for a moment. Now I could see her panties and they looked as good as they'd felt. They were full briefs in a lacy, pink material that matched her bra and the results of her recent orgasm was obvious where they covered her pussy. It was a wonderful sight but what lay under them was my ultimate goal and I finished removing her slacks then shuffled forwards between her spread thighs. I heard her groan above me as I lowered my face towards her lace covered pussy lips and ran my tongue over them and her body trembled as a mini orgasm ran through her and her juices seeped through the pink lace onto my tongue. I covered the soaking fabric with my lips and sucked hard and was rewarded by my mouth being filled with her sweet love honey. This was just a taster though and the real thing was just the thickness of the pink lace away and that was what I wanted.
Reaching up to her waist I took hold of the last barrier between my mouth and its target and once again Hazel raised her hips and that barrier disappeared as I pulled her panties down and for a second, held them to my face and breathed in her heavenly aroma while gazing at her naked pussy. Her mound was covered in greying, blonde pubic hair and below that her glistening pink inner lips were just visible, peeking out between her swollen outer ones. At the top of her slit I could see her little soldier, shrouded by its glowing hood and, placing a hand on each hip, I lowered my face towards it and kisses it. It was the briefest of contact but Hazel's reaction was instantaneous, as her hips thrust upwards and her thighs clamped tightly around my head and felt her pussy convulse against my chin.
?I'm coming again Mike,? she cried, ?Oh God yes, yes.? That was what I'd been waiting for and I removed my lips from her clit and covered her pussy with them as her juices began to flow. This time it wasn't a mini orgasm she was experiencing but a full, mind blowing climax and once again was I treated to the taste of her love honey. Wave after wave of it filled my mouth and I swallowed as hard as I could, I didn't want to waste a drop of her sweet nectar. I carried on sucking and swallowing until the flow stopped the shuffled closer and guided the tip of my cock between the folds of her pussy lips and eased forwards, sliding my knob into her. I looked down as as her pussy lips gripped my shaft tightly as I slid into her then pulled back and smiled when I saw her juices glistening on it.
She gasped and pushed her hips upwards, drawing my cock deeper into her and I leaned forward and alternated my lips between her nipples as I started pumping my cock in and out of her. She met each thrusts with one of her own and her soft moans turned into loud groans and I could feel her pussy squeezing and pulsing around my cock. I felt my own climax building and drove deeper into her as my cumm raced up my shaft and another orgasm shook her. She cried out telling me she wanted to feel my come inside and, always the gentleman, I obliged, emptying my load into her spasming pussy. As I pumped wad after wad into her she began crying out. ?I can feel it Mike, I can feel you coming. Oh my God yes.? My lack of recent sex meant I came for over a minute before I slowed down and my cock softened inside her. Before I was fully soft though, she pushed me away and climbed off the couch and pushed me backwards onto the floor then knelt beside me and started to suck my cock. I looked down over my stomach at the beautiful sight of her gleaming blonde hair, her lips sliding up and down my cock and her tits swaying as she moved.
I didn't think it was possible but within ten minutes, she had me hard again and got up and leant over the arm of the couch, waggling arse invitingly at me. Getting to my feet and moved in behind her and guided my newly rejuvenated cock between her gorgeous arse cheeks into the warm wet tunnel under them and my cock was soon buried inside her again. Hazel began pushing back against me as held onto her hips and fucked her hard and deep until I let go another load as I pulled her hard onto me. She went into another uncontrollable orgasm before my cock softened inside her again and eventually slipped out of its velvet prison.
After we'd got dressed we sat and talked for about half an hour before I took my leave and returned the job on the car. I'd wanted to find out more about sexy neighbour and I'd certainly done that, but what I didn't know is I'd learn a lot more. Not just about her but also about her gentleman friend!!!