Fucking the Blond Across the Street.

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Fucking the Blond Across the Street.This is based on a true story that happened 25 years ago.It has been six months since my wife and I had split up. Winter turned to spring, and living back with my parents at 25, was no picnic. It wasn’t that we didn’t get along, it was just that my parents felt that their grown c***dren shouldn’t be going back to live with them. They had to deal with my oldest brother when he and his wife split up, now it was me. There was one day I was waiting at the bus stop. This blond haired girl was also waiting there for the bus. Her face turned pale white as I walked closer to where she was standing.”I can’t believe you followed me all the way up here you son of a bitch.” She said to me.I was shocked, but at the same time aroused by her soft, southern accent.”Excuse me?” I asked in defiance. How could I be following you when I don’t even know you?””Oh…I’m so sorry. She said. Her voice softer and sexier. You look so much like my ex husband, that I mistook you for him. Please forgive me and accept my apology.” I was never one to hold a grudge, especially to a nice looking blond with a southern accent. “So What part of the Dixie you from? Let me guess, The Carolina’s.” “South Carolina. How’d you know?” I spent 3 years in the Carolina’s. The majority of it in North Carolina.””You were in the Army?””Marines!””You were a Marine? How old are you?””I’m 25.And you?””I’m 22. going to be 23 in a couple of months. Forgive me I haven’t told you my name. I’m Tammy.””Nice to meet you Tammy. My name is Jim.””I live there across the street in those apartment complexes with my boyfriend and 3 k**s.”Well after hearing that, all hopes of being with this girl went right down the drain. “Oh…That’s nice.” Trying to act as if I wasn’t interested in her.”Where do you live?” Asking curiously.”Right now with my folks in that green house right there.” Pointing to where I live. “Y’all mean you live in that house with all those lilac trees?””That’s the one.” loving bal├žova escort her southern accent. We talked a little bit longer, as the bus finally arrived. I couldn’t help staring at this little southern belle. Her hair was shoulder length, with short banes. She had sparkling blue eyes with the nicest little mouth. She stood about 5′ 3″ with a nice set of B-cup boobs, and a nice small ass. I enjoyed watching her ass as she boarded the bus. We didn’t say too much on the bus. We didn’t even sit together. No point pursuing a woman who has a boyfriend and 3 k**s.It was now late spring, and I had gone to the grocery store to get some food. Though I was still living at home, I was working, and I didn’t want to eat everything my parents bought. I had too many bags to carry, so I decided to take the bus home instead of walking. The grocery store was only about a mile from my house, but carrying 7 bags of heavy groceries would’ve cut off the circulation in my fingers big time. As I was waiting, I saw Tammy walk toward the bus stop.She too had a few bags of groceries that she got from the supermarket. “Hi Tammy.” I said as she approached.”Hi Jim.” She said with that nice southern accent. “You did some shopping too?”Yeah. Picked up a few things. Stuff for breakfast and lunch.””I see you got soda. What kind?””Black cherry. My favorite.””Mine too!” She said laughing.”I still can’t believe how much you resemble my ex husband.” She said. He became an abusive asshole whenever he got drunk. “Well I don’t hit women. I’ll actually beat the fuck out of any guy who does. But I’m glad you’ve got good taste when it comes to a guys looks.””He was good looking. Just like you. It’s too bad I have a boyfriend. I’d jump you in a minute.”Now I’ve heard that line so much, I was actually going to put it on a T shirt. I was picking up my grocery bags as I saw the bus coming. As I bent down, Tammy was staring at my ass. The reason why I knew this was because when I bent escort bal├žova down, my shirt rose up my back showing a light patch of hair on my lower back. She got all excited seeing a hairy back, and without hesitation, felt the patchy fur on my back. I was somewhat surprised feeling her hand on me, rubbing the soft felt of hair. “Oh my god. I just love a guy who has some hair on his back. It’s so sexy. Is there hair on your butt too?” Reaching down my pants.”Whoa! This girl’s going to owe me big time for this.” I said to myself. We got on the bus, this time sitting across each other talking until we got home.Several weeks after her touchy feelie at the bus stop, she happen to see me walking around the apartment complex. “Jim. Hey Jim. Can you help me out?” “What’s up Tammy?'” I asked as I walked towards her.”I need to move my couch. It’s too heavy for me to do it alone. Can you help me?””Sure.” Walking in her apartment.After moving her couch, we went into the kitchen where she offered me a can of black cherry soda. “See I didn’t forget your favorite soda.” She said with a smile. “You’re too much Tammy. It’s too bad you do have a boyfriend. I’d ask you out right here and now.””And I’d say yes.” Putting her hand on my thigh, and kissing me on the cheek.I knew she wanted sex, but wasn’t the type to make the first move, as far as making out or feeling a guys cock. But she would tease, making it hard if she was just playing, or really serious. Her boyfriend was at work, her k**s outside playing, and here was this hot looking blond, wearing a cut off ‘T’ and peach colored shorts that rode up her crotch. I sat at the table, watching her clean some dishes. Her tits were going from side to side, as she scrubbed the shit out of a frying pan. My cock got hard quick seeing her ass and tits jiggle with every scrub. Just then, I remembered what she did to me at the bus stop. I got up and got behind her. My hands went straight up her shirt, grabbing her bal├žova escort bayan jiggly B’s. “Jim! What are you doing?” Asking but not resisting. “Paying you back from the time at the bus stop.” I said squeezing her nice lumps on her chest.”But my boyfriend will be home soon, and what if my k**s come in?” “Your old man won’t be home for an hour, and your k**s are having too much fun outside. Plus I heard you tell them not to come in until you called them. So Come on Tammy. Let me fuck you like you want me too.””Oh Jim. No..As much as I want to. Not here.” My hands were too much for her. I slipped one down her shorts feeling a nice hairy bush. She moaned, dropping her dish cloth, and reaching her hand around grabbing the back of my neck.”Oh my god. Why are you doing this to me?” She said pressing her other hand onto mine that was feeling her twat.”Because I knew you wanted this ever since you put your hand down my pants.” I said kissing her neck and lips.I pulled down her shorts, then mine, placing my cock in between the back of her legs, penetrating her pussy. “Oh God. Please don’t my k**s come in right now. Please don’t let them come in.” She said as she moved a little from the sink, bending her back, giving me better access. to her tight hot twat. I was surprised that her cunt was very tight after popping out 3 k**s. It turned me on more as I continued to fuck her from behind. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum. Tammy! I’m gonna cum.” No sooner had I said that, My cock exploded inside her cunt. Even she felt the hot stream of cum hitting the walls of her vagina. “Awe, Jim. Why’d y’all cum inside me?” Wiping her pussy with a towel. “Sorry Tammy. Guess I got caught in the moment.” Pulling up my pants. “You really tuned me on! Still do.””Yeah. Well you have to get out of here. My boyfriend will be home any minute, and I still have dinner to make.”Still wiping her pussy, She handed me my soda, then pulling up her shorts, pushed me towards the door. “Thanks for the soda Tammy. And thanks for the quickie. Maybe we can find a time and place where we could have more than just quick sex?””Yeah, okay. You’re welcome. Please go now.””I’m leaving. But I hope you invite me back.” I sneaked a quick kiss, then went back home. Smiling all the way across the street.

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