This choice: Claire's neighbor is to blame • Go Back...Chapter #5Claire's neighbor is to blame by: Near   Neighbor's POV
The radiation wasn't expected to be seen by the human eye, but that didn't mean you couldn't try an electromagnetic read and obtain data from the sky. You have prepared the digital camera that your father have gifted you and some special instruments for measurements - the tripod and all the accessories were set and ready, now you have to wait. You were in the windows feeling the cold air in the ambient, prepared for one of the most unique night.
Binoculars ready, if something was stranger than expected, you would notice... And you noticed something strange.
In the opposite direction, the neighbor's MILF have left the curtains open. This by itself wasn't strange and in more than one occasion you have perv on her as she changed after a shower. The strange was the fact that she was masturbating. It was the first time you have seen her like this - open legs, one tit out, her eyes closed as with one hand she pumped in and out an object that seemed to be a dildo.
Without thinking, without making any sound, protected by the darkness, one hand slowly went to your pants and you put your dick out. The semi-erect extremity quickly became full erect as you hand went up and down. In your neighbor's house, the MILF have put herself in all fours, head against a pillow as with one free hand, she continued pumping the phallic object.
Now you have access to the toned ass of the MILF next door.
You imagine yourself putting your hands in those pale cheeks, using your dick to satisfy her instead of that plastic object. Whispering all your fantasies, all your perversion to her ears as she tried to hide her embarrassment.
As if synchronized with her, the movements of her hands increased in frequency in the same way that your hands increased in pumping force.
You were there.
Feeling the build up in your dick you did a last pump, and when you felt cumming...
First everything went to black. Your mind was in peace, floating in a dark space.
Nothing mattered. There was no passage of time here.
One second.
One Minute.
One hour.
It didn't mattered, and you didn't know.
Peace.
And then it came back. Just as you have left if it, there was a build up in your groin area. But it was different.
You were in a bed, ass in the air, something was inside you as a force was pushing something out of you. Your cry was muffled out because of the pillow in which your head was.
As if peeing, a hot liquid came out of you, but it came without direction, from within you.
The sensation lasted some seconds, longer than any cumming you had done before, your mind lost in the foreign pleasure.
Just after some minute you were able to incorporate yourself. But something was different. The dark room was illuminated, so the first thing that you noticed was the fact that it was an unknown room. Then, looking to a nearby mirror, the image of your neighbor's MILF could be seen with a surprise face.
Tanned skin, wavy long hair, the most perfect smile. The child bearing hips and legs where nude, leaving in full view the engorged lips of her sex, the bush was neatly arranged in a line. The negligee had become undone, leaving her breast free, which parted left and right as the nipples, dark brown in color, where making their presence known.
Slowly walking in direction of the image, feeling the breast wobbling, the hips moving, the change of gravity as the long legs moved you from the bed to the mirror, you stopped 2 feet away.
Putting a hand in your face, you saw the reflection do the same.
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