Pictures With My Neighbour

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PICTURES WITH MY NEIGHBOUR
I had been friends with Mike since I'd first moved into the flat next to theirs a year previously. Mike and his wife, Hazel were a friendly couple, more friendly than I could ever have imagined, as I was to find out later. To tell the truth I found Hazel extremely attractive and from the word go, and Mike never had any problem telling me about their sex life and how good Hazel was in bed, which only fuelled the fantasies I had about her. One day while we were down the pub, I brought up the subject of photography and asked him if he ever took pictures of Hazel. ?Of course I do,? he grinned, ?wouldn't you? Hazel's got some really sexy outfits and she looks great in them. She loves posing for me and I've got tons of pictures of her.? As we sat there drinking I could feel my cock hardening in my jeans as I imagined what the pictures would look like. ?Does she let you take more hard core stuff, err, you know pictures of you fucking and that?? ?Oh yes, she loves that too,? Mike said, ?I've got loads of that sort of stuff on the computer. I love looking at them when she's not in the mood.? Over the next couple of weeks when we were alone I kept turning the conversation back to the subject of Hazel's pictures but never had the nerve to ask him outright if I could see them but most nights I'd lie in bed thinking about Hazel posing for dirty pictures especially if I was in them with her.
Mike and Hazel, like me, were in their early seventies but Hazel certainly didn't look it. She had shoulder length blonde hair that framed a really pretty face. She wasn't what you'd call slim, she had the lumps and bumps that come with age but she definitely wasn't fat. Her tits were her crowning glory though and when she wore a blouse that showed her cleavage and the occasional glimpse of her bra I couldn?t stop picturing her posing for Mike in some sexy outfit or even better having sex with him. Eventually I dropped the subject of the pictures though, contenting myself with my fantasies and imagination, until one day last month things took an unexpected turn.
Mike called round to my flat and said that he and Hazel were going away for the weekend and asked me if I'd have the key to their flat in case of an emergency. Of course, I said I'd be more than happy to, I straight away realised this would give me the perfect opportunity to mooch around their flat and maybe find some of Hazel's sexy undies and almost before their car had left the car-park I was in their flat, heading straight for the bedroom. It didn't take me long to find Hazel?s underwear drawer and soon the bed was covered with pairs of her sexy panties and bras. I got my cock out and was about to wrap a pair of lacy red panties round it when I glanced into the drawer again. I was surprised to see that an envelope had been hidden in the bottom of the drawer and my name was printed on the front of it. Intrigued, I put the panties down and took the envelope out of the drawer and opened it. What dropped onto the bed almost had me coming there and then. It was a picture of Hazel wearing a sexy red bra and pantie set. She was lying on the bed with her legs open, holding the crotch of the panties to one side, showing her glistening, pink cunt lips and the entrance to her sex. I couldn't help myself and started stroking my cock, staring down at the picture. It wasn't long before I felt myself coming and quickly grabbed a pair of red panties and shot my load onto them. It was only then I realised that the panties I'd come all over were the ones she was wearing in the picture.
As I stood there, my cock wrapped in the red lace, I glanced down into the drawer again and noticed an envelope. I picked up and was surprised to see my name written on the front of it. Inside was a note that read. ?Is this what you wanted to see Tom? There's plenty more on the computer.? Under that was a series of letters and numbers plus the word 'password'. I assumed that this was the password to Mike's computer, which I'd noticed on a table in the corner of the bedroom. Not really believing this was happening, I made way across the room and sat down at the table. My hand was shaking so much it took me several attempts to get the password right but eventually the screen flickered into life. Down the left hand side, among the regular icons was an image of Hazel in a sexy black outfit and the word 'Hazel' under it. It didn't take much imagination to know what this meant and, with my hand still shaking, I clicked on it. Immediately the screen was filled with a series of folders with various titles.
I clicked my way through the folders, working from top to bottom and was rewarded with folders full pictures of Hazel in a variety of sexy outfits. As I flicked through them, my cock, despite my earlier wank, became uncomfortably hard in my jeans again and I knew it had to come out again. As I sat there flicking through the pictures, I began to wonder what the 'Friends' folder held and clicked on it. It was full of sub-folders, each with a different male name and each name held pictures of Hazel having sex with a variety of men, some I knew, some I didn't but they were all enjoying themselves with Mike's sexy wife. What had I been missing out on all this time?
I quickly sent the pictures from Mike's computer to mine, I'd make good use of them later, switched off the computer and tidied up the bedroom. I kept the panties I'd come on, they'd be useful later as well, and went back to my own flat. For the rest of the weekend, I almost lived on my computer, scanning Mike's pictures over and over again, wanking off having vivid fantasies about Hazel. In them Hazel would do anything I asked of her, suck me off, beg me fuck to her, and masturbate for me. She literally became my virtual sex slave.
Neither Mike nor Hazel said anything when they arrived back on the Monday morning but I did notice them exchanging knowing glances when I took their key back. Hazel asked if I'd like to go round that evening for a thank you meal and of course I said I'd love to, just being in her company, even if Mike was there wasn't something I was about to turn down so at seven that evening I was back round at their flat. It was Hazel who answered the door and when she opened it the sight that met me almost took my breath away. She was dressed in a short, tight, low cut black dress and her cleavage was on full display. My cock began to harden as I followed her down the hallway to the lounge, the sight of her mature ass in that tight dress made sure of that.
When we got to the lounge, the first thing I noticed was that Mike wasn't there and Hazel explained that he'd been called out unexpectedly but he wouldn't be long. I said I'd call back later, but Hazel said there was no need. ?That's okay Tom,? she said, ?He told me to keep you amused until he got back. Sit down, I'll fix us a drink.? I sat down while Hazel poured the drinks and after handing me mine, she sat down on the couch opposite me. As she did, she crossed her legs and I could she had stockings on, her skirt had ridden up exposing the dark bad at the top of above. ?Did you like the pictures Tom? Mike loves taking pictures of me.? she said, uncrossing her legs. This movement caused her skirt to ride even higher and I now I could almost see her tanned thighs above the top of her stockings. ?Did he give you the link to the video he made?? She asked. I shook my head, ?No he didn't Hazel,? I said, now beginning to feel a little uncomfortable, ?but I did like the pictures. You're a very sexy couple.?
Hazel smiled again. ?Thank you Tom. Would you like to see the video? Mike taped us making love one night.? ?Well of course I would Hazel but wouldn't Mike mind you showing me it?? ?No not at all, he's proud of it. It's the first video he's made that's actually come out properly. Here come and sit by me and we can watch it together.? Not believing this was actually happening to me, I got up and walked across the room to the couch. I stood there for a moment looking down at Hazel until she patted the couch beside her. ?Here Tom,? she said, ?make yourself comfy.? As I sat down Hazel moved to the end of the couch and once I was settled, swung her legs up and draped them over mine. I was completely rock hard and bursting the front of my slacks now but when I looked down into Hazel's lap I almost blew my load there and then. Her dress was almost up around her waist and to my amazement I could see she wasn?t wearing any panties and and I could see her pink inner lips poking from between her puffy outer ones. It was also clear that she was as turned on as I was, I could see the glean of her wetness on them.
?Hazel, Mike?s my best friend and you're his wife this isn't right. We shouldn't be doing this.? Hazel laughed. ?You've seen the pictures in the 'Friends' folder Tom, who do think took them. Mike doesn't mind, in fact he likes to see me with other men. It gets him going.? I couldn't believe what I was hearing but any doubt in my mind was quickly dispelled when I heard a voice from the lounge doorway. ?Go on Tom, we could do with some new pictures.? I looked up to see Mike standing in the doorway, a broad grin on his face and his camera in hand. After that I had no say in the matter as Hazel reached over and undid my slacks then pulled the top of my boxers down and began running her hand up and down my the length of my aching cock. She was smiling up at the camera as she lowered her head into my lap and I held my breath as her soft lips slid down over my knob and began to move up and down my cock.
It was obvious that Hazel was no stranger to giving oral as she ran her tongue over the tip of my cock while her hand moved down between my legs and massaged my balls. I was on the verge of coming when she suddenly stopped sucking me and stood up. I watched as she unfastened her dress, let it drop to the floor and stepped out of it. I just sat there in a daze until she pushed me back onto the couch and climbed on top of me, her pussy poised above my rigid cock. Alternating between smiling at me and the camera, she reached down between us, wrapped her slim fingers around my shaft and pulled my cock upright aiming it at the entrance to her love tunnel. I could hear Mike clicking away with his camera as she slowly lowered herself onto me.
The feeling, as her hot, wet pussy lips engulfed my knob was indescribable and I thought I was going to pass out from pure pleasure. Then, as she began to move up and down on my eight inch length I was amazed at how tight she was for a woman her age. Her pussy felt amazing as she rode me, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure through me. I reached up and pulled her bra straps down, exposing her large, dusky pink nipples. As I leaned forward and started sucking them, she groaned loudly. ?Oh yes Tom, yes. I like that, don't stop.? I had no intentions of stopping but I was having real difficulty preventing myself from coming. What with Hazel bouncing up and down on my rock, hard cock and her groans as I sucked on her nipples I was trying as hard as I could to hold back but eventually I couldn't take any-more and cried out. ?I?m coming Hazel is it alright?? ?Oh yes Tom, yes. Come for me I want to feel you come in me. I'm coming too.? With that she dropped hard onto me, burying my cock deep inside her and I felt her inner muscles gripping ad releasing my hard shaft as her orgasm hit her. That was it, that was all I could take and I shot my load into her pussy causing her to scream loudly.
We both lay there recovering for what seemed like an eternity until Hazel rolled off me and Mike came over, dropped down onto his knees and took a picture of her cumm filled pussy. ?That was some load Tom,? he said, ?your cock looks messy though,? but I think Hazel can take care of that can't you sweetheart??

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