Tales of My Depraved Live – Part 1

Tales of My Depraved Life – Part 1

My neighbor Val was 53 and had big tits. By looking at her face you could see where her daughter’s pretty looks came from. One day I removed a wasp’s nest from a tree in her backyard. When one of them stung me, she took me into her laundry room and ran cold water on my hand.

In the process she leaned into me; her pelvis on my hip, and her tits against my back and arm. She occasionally turned for some reason and the points of her tits would rub against me. This happened several times and I kind of felt it was intentional. From that time on I started fantasizing about her and we would often exchange long glances over our backyard fence.

One day I was in my attic and I opened a small window for some air. It was low to the floor, about waist high. I noticed that from that angle I could see most of Val’s bedroom. Late one night the light in Val’s room was on. Looking out the window I could see her folding clothes and putting them in a dresser. My cock got rock hard just watching and soon cum was spurting out of me.

One hot Sunday morning I was in the attic and I heard Val clipping a bush on that side of the house. She had on a loose fitting old housedress that probably doubled as a nightgown. It revealed a good deal of her ample cleavage. From my angle I could almost see everything. I got hard in seconds and I fought to free my stiff prick. It was wonderfully erotic but I was able to forestall ejaculation so I could enjoy it longer.

I fingered my expanded head and only occasionally would I stroke my cock. I was breathing heavily. Then Val got off her knees and I was afraid she would leave. I popped the window open and said “Hey Val”. She looked up in surprise, first at my bedroom window and then up to the attic. She had to shield her eyes from the sun, and when she did; her right tit almost fell out of the loose fitting dress.

I was so close to ejaculation, “Where are you”? She asked.
“Up in the attic, nice day isn’t it”?

“What”.

“I said it’s a beautiful day”, and there was a look of lust mixed into my more than neighborly smile.