Neighbors

Neighbors

Jim and Gail recently finalized the deal on their first house; January 2nd is their possession date.

It was Boxing Day; no, we weren't fighting, it was the day after Christmas, and we were boxing, busy packing our possessions into U-Haul boxes.

"I don't think I could be happier Jim." Gail sitting cross legged on the floor, stuffing bubble wrap in and around her glassware. "I'm madly in love with you; you got the promotion and raise; we qualified for the house we wanted. Jim, we're well ahead of schedule on our life goals, another year and we can start our family." Gail starts to tear up.

Jim stacks another box beside the door, sits beside Gail, places his arm around her shoulder.

"I think we need a lot more practice on the baby making." Jim nibbles Gail's earlobe knowing that gets her juices flowing faster than anything else.

"Oh Jim, no matter how much we practice, I don't think we'll ever get it perfect." Gail giggles, turns her head, places her hand to the back of his neck, pulling them together to share an intimate kiss.

Maintaining their tongue dancing embrace, Gail lifts her leg over the glassware, pushing Jim to the floor.

"Let's keep practising anyway." Straddling him, she lifts her top off and tosses it aside. Jim's hands rise up Gail's sides and squeeze her pert breasts. Gail bites her lower lip, her lust has inflamed, taken over her facial expression and actions.

Sliding herself down between his legs she deftly undoes his Levi's and plunges her hand into his briefs, brings his flaccid phallus into daylight before devouring it entirely into her mouth.

Jim reciprocates by spinning around and with Gail's help he has her jeans off and they start their baby making practice session in a 69.

An hour later, basking in afterglow, cuddling... Gail's twirling Jim's soft chest hair with her fingers, her head resting on his chest.

"Gail, I think we should christen the new house by having sex in every room." Jim smiles his fingers tenderly teasing Gail's erect nipple.

Gail giggles, curling her fingers around his sticky dick, "You think once you get this thing inside my pussy, you'll be able to stop so we can move to another room?"

"Well, we can start inside the front door and make out as we strip, moving from room to room, having orgasms." Jim tugs her nipple just enough to stretch her areole, then rolls it between thumb and forefinger. "Then change rooms after each orgasm."

"Dream on mister, I'll admit you're capable of giving me more than 1 orgasm, but when have you ever cum more than once."

"Ok, so five rooms, five orgasms for you, that might take me two or three times our first day. Then we do it five days straight for me, once in each room." Jim rolls Gail over, tickles her sides as he wiggles between her legs. "Win, win, huh?"

Gail wraps her legs around Jim's torso,

"Ok, I have a cool idea, how about as soon as we get there, we remove one piece of clothing, the other kisses the newly exposed body part for a full minute." Gail teases her labia and clitoris by rubbing Jim's erection along the inner surface of her wet red lips.

"We move to a new location and remove another clothing item, another kiss and see where we end up starting our christening?" Gail straddles Jim, guides him into her as she lowers and they intimately kiss.

Their bodies move in perfect sync, their eyes lock, as she rides him. Mesmerizing, as she takes control and drives them both towards the ultimate destination.

*****

It was moving day; they parked the U-Haul van in front of their new house, both feeling extremely sexually aroused anticipating their christening strip/kiss plan.

Jim unlocked the front door, scooped Gail up and carried her across the threshold, kissing passionately; her arms around his neck, he squeezed her buns as he set her down.

They had previously agreed snow boots didn't count, and Gail would be first to remove an article of clothing.

Gail, smiling provocatively, steps into the house, keeping her back to Jim, she unzips her parka, holding the coat, widens her arms. Gail turns as she drops the puffy, down filled, winter coat.

Standing half naked in only her Levi's. Jim audibly gasps, this was indeed an unexpected, pleasant, surprise. He'd anticipated they would slowly disrobe, teasing each other, as they went from room to room with leisurely foreplay.

Gail's spontaneity elevated Jim's arousal, stepping forward his mouth went to Gail's right nipple; his fingers fondling her boobs, and her nipples respond, becoming instantly hard.

Gail moaned, her horniness was already overwhelming, she wasn't waiting to go to another room, she undoes her jeans and shoves them past her hips and rubs Jim's enlarged manhood through the denim.

Gail unzips Jim's fly and slides his jeans to the floor, tugging his erection.

Jim edges Gail's wet labia with his fingers, his mouth diligently sucking her nipples.

Gail moans, "this is going to be so memorable."

The doorbell rang, combined with a loud thumping on the front door.

Jim hastily stuffed his hard pecker into his jeans; he held Gail's parka as she zipped up her jeans. Once her arms were in the parka, Jim went to the door, glancing back to be sure Gail had her parka done up.

Jim opened the door.

"Hidey Ho neighbors" The tall fellow said, his hand extended. "Willing to help, if you'll trust us carrying your valuables."

A shorter person, bundled up like an Eskimo stood beside him, she unwrapped the red scarf, lifted a black toque, revealing short blonde hair and a cute round face.

With a bubbly, excited voice "I'm Ida, my husband Ray, we live right there."

Pointing her woven mitten covered hand to the house next door.

"We've been waiting for our new neighbors, saw the U-Haul," She tugged off her mittens. "Never enough hands on moving day."

"Hi, please step in, I'm Jim, this is my wife, Gail."

Jim and Ray shook hands, Ida hugged Gail.

"Why don't you gals stay inside, putting boxes in the right rooms, we'll do the carrying." Ray suggested.

We agreed, Ida removed her coat; Gail couldn't, she didn't have anything on underneath.

Blushing, Gail spoke.

"Jim, sweety, hurry and get my bag from the front seat, I need to use the bathroom."

Hoping everyone assumed she needed toilet paper from her bag.

Ida was barely 5-foot, pixie cut, short blonde hair, framing a very attractive, sparkling blue eyed, red cheeked, round face.

She was a hottie, her body was curvaceous, sexy.

Ida was wearing a tight knit green sweater, an abundance of mammary glands, obviously without a bra, her quite large nipples were noticeably protruding.

Jim quickly returned and handed Gail her shoulder bag.

Jim's gaze went directly to Ida's bosom, indicating he too noticed her bodacious boobs with poking nubs. Ida caught his gaze, knowing he seemed quite interested, she wiggled her shoulders, giggling as she smiled.

The guy's went for boxes; Gail headed to the bathroom.

Gail removed her parka, she was wet and horny, when the neighbors showed up, she was moments away from her first orgasm in her new house.

She got some tissues and a plaid shirt from the bag; but before dressing, she dropped her jeans, sat on the toilet, tweaked her nipples and sunk two fingers into her sopping pussy.

Furiously masturbating, quickly and quietly getting herself off.

Maybe 3 minutes had passed when she emerged carrying her parka, blushing.

Ida noticed her flushed cheeks, gave her a genuine comforting smile.

"Oh Gail, no reason to be embarrassed, we all gotta go."

Ida's bubbly energy was infectious, she was chatty, as they carried boxes to various rooms, Gail had each box clearly marked to which room they belonged in.

Gail was drawn to her, knowing they'd likely become good friends.

Ida was eagerly describing her life, and the neighborhood to Gail.

At one point while both setting boxes in the kitchen Ida said, "I took out chops, you're invited for supper, and I'll make some soup and sandwiches for lunch; we're willing to help out all day. We don't have kids; we've been looking forward to new neighbors."

Gail responded, "that sounds great, we figured on ordering take out and unpacking all day."

We were nearly done, and all four of us were in the entrance when Ida spoke.

"I'm going to make us lunch, come over in a bit."

She bundled herself in winter outerwear.

As Ida stepped outside, Jim spoke.

"There's only about 20 minutes of carrying left."

I told her, "Go ahead, Ida, we'll finish and then come over."

Nearing the end of the box parade Ray asked.

"There's no furniture here Jim, do we need to make another trip?"

"No, we've ordered a few pieces of furniture, and appliances to be delivered tomorrow, we came from a furnished condo. We decided we'll either sleep on an air mattress or go to a hotel tonight, depending how tired we are."

We were all unbundled and sitting at their kitchen table. Ray was handsome, likely 2 or 3 years older than the rest of us, solid build, thick, black hair, hazel eyes.

He had a quiet, confident mannerism.

Ray dipped out soup and held the first bowl to Gail.

"Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches are our favorite Ida, thanks so much." Gail smiled taking the bowl.

Jim added "We were figuring we'd be unloading to mid afternoon; then likely being dog tired, decide on whether to do some unpacking, or going for supper, and a hotel, thank-you so much, your help is greatly appreciated, we're at least a couple hours ahead of where we figured we'd be."

Soup and sandwiches done, they all went back to Jim and Gail's to begin unpacking.

Gail and Ida were filling the kitchen cupboards; the guys hung clothes in the closets and put away the bathroom items and emptied the boxes of towels and bedding into the hallway closet.

It took last than an hour, and the fellows returned to the kitchen.

"We don't know what else to do, the clothes seem to be the only things left and we don't have dressers."

"Well, we won't be long here either." Gail answered.

Ray spoke, "Jim, you guys are welcome to sleep in our guest room."

"Thanks Ray," Jim winked at Ray, "we are anticipating christening our new house."

Ray smiled, "well then, I have a portable compressor for that air mattress."

"I'll take you up on the compressor."

Ray went for the compressor, the gals continued in the kitchen, Jim spread out the air mattress in the master bedroom.

Ray returned minutes later with the compressor and four beers.

The guys entered the kitchen, Jim spoke, "the air mattress is filling."

Gail sighed as she stacked the last empty box in the corner. "Thank you, you both were such a great help. I never expected to get everything done in one day."

Jim opened the beers, and they all clinked the bottles.

Ida hugged Gail, "Supper is ready in the oven, all I need to do is get everything set out?"

"Ida, thanks so much, you guys are wonderful, and helped out so much, but I'm emotionally wiped, I just want to sleep."

"You need to eat." Ida exclaimed.

"No, seriously, I'm wiped, I know Jim wants to christen the new house and I'm afraid I might even fall asleep doing that."

"Oh, no, I'll poke you to wake you." Jim jabbed his wife in the arm with his index finger.

"That's not the poking either of you are anticipating, you're not fooling us...." Ray chuckled, "Gail, we'll leave you alone, so you can... uh, go lay down and... uh, rest."

Everyone chuckled.

We hugged one another and they left.

By 5pm, the air mattress was blown up and had a sleeping bag over it.

"Well," Jim wrapped his arms around Gail, carrying her to the bedroom.

"You truly didn't expect me to believe you're too tired to make love?"

Gently laying her on the mattress, he cuddled alongside.

"Not at all, I just wanted alone time with my husband in our new house. That seemed more important than supper."

Jim nuzzled her neck, his hands roamed under her shirt, fondling her pert orbs and rolling her tiny, pointed nipples. He got a soft, low moan in response, his mouth nibbled her earlobe, knowing that was her kryptonite.

Gail swore her earlobes, and pussy sensory receptors were absolutely directly connected.

"Jim, I was mere seconds away from an orgasm this morning when the doorbell disturbed us. I was so glad I put a shirt in my bag; that could have been way more awkward."

Gail lifted her shirt off,

"I got myself off in the bathroom, before I came out to carry boxes."

Gail gave Jim an intimate kiss,

"I've been insanely horny all day, constantly seeping pussy juice; I swear I was squishing when walking ... paranoid my scent was detectible. I had to sneak back into the bathroom to relieve myself once more before lunch."

Jim's hands were kneading Gail's boobs, as she squirmed out of her jeans.

Jim's right hand lowered to Gail's crotch, she sighed as his fingers grazed her clit, instantly propelling her to the precipice, elevating her state beyond where she had been most of the day ... tingling all over with sensory pleasures.

Gail laid back, widened her legs, allowing Jim's fingers to effortlessly penetrate. Separating her labia, his fingertips teasing the soft, smooth, slick surface of her inner fleshy flaps. Her hips writhe and heave in response to him sliding a second finger in, curling up finding her g spot.

Gently, delicately, slowly, twisting and curling his digits rhythmically.

Gail arched her back, stiffened and her entire body quivered, and she emitted a low growling sound as an intense climax washed over her.

Her arms went around his neck, and they shared some feverish necking as she revelled in his titillating finger fucking.

Gail pushed him onto his back and removed his jeans. Kneeling beside him she wrapped her fingers around his blood engorged 7" phallus, jabbing her tongue at the tiny opening in the centre of his tip, her mouth engulfed his glans, working her lips, sucking his knob, as she swirled her tongue around his corona ridge.

Dropping her head to deep throat the stiff shaft, her finger and thumb encircled his base and followed her bobbing head for several minutes, firmly twisting and squeezing his shaft to add to the sucking pleasure, as she dipped up and down.

Gail swung her right leg over Jim's hip, straddling him, she unhurriedly lowered herself onto him. Leaning back, her hands on his ankles, rocking her hips, she rides him diligently.

Jim's fingers tweaking, twisting, rolling her nipples, her verbal murmurs increasing, he keeps his left-hand titillating Gail's tits, and his right teases her clit, pinching, stroking, stimulating the sensitive tiny kernel.

Gail maintains a steady to and fro motion,

"Jim, I want your jism in my cunt, let's cum together, maybe make a baby."

She calms her motion, "I'm really close." Leans forward. "Fuck me, my love, I'll hold off as long as I can, let me know when you're close and I'll lean back to hit my g spot, we'll cum together."

Several minutes of Jim steadily thrusting upward, Gail struggling to fend off her climax.

Jim groans. "Uh Huh, I'm cumming."

Gail leans back, begins bouncing her hips feverishly, they match each others enthusiastic pace. Gail squeezes her cunt muscles as best she can, reaching behind herself to massage Jim's balls.

Jim increases his finger on clit assault, he explodes, spurting his sperm into her love channel. The gushing hot cream triggers Gail's orgasm.

Gail's entire body shudders, she collapses, falling forward onto Jim's sweaty chest, her torso vibrating, legs quivering, gasping for breath she moans.

"Jim, that was what I needed; you're the best."

They kiss feverishly and he rolls her onto her side.

They fall asleep with Jim spooning her, her hand covering his fingers cupping her breast.

*****

After a wonderful morning cuddling, and some intimate kissing, they shower together. Gail lathers Jim's junk "5 days, 5 rooms, we got the bedroom last night, guess it's the bathroom this morning."

Gail leaned against the stall wall, the water raining on her head and trickling down her back, she arches her back, looking seductively over her shoulder at Jim.

"A stand-up quickie?"

He wiggled his wand against her buttocks, she widened her stance, he pressed his knob to her vulva.

"There's no rush, I'll take my time, I prefer it when you have multiples, maybe even multiple multiples."

He shoved his shaft fully into her snug sheath and nibbled her earlobe, his fingers toyed with her perky orbs.

Gail slid her hands lower on the wall, until her upper body was horizontal.

Gail did indeed have multiples before Jim washed her entire body gently.

*****

They pull the plug on the air mattress, dress and go for waffles and coffee.

They planned to buy a bed and kitchen set while having the U-Haul, the appliances, sofa, and other furniture are scheduled to be delivered at 3pm.

After brunch, we went to the furniture store where we had bought our appliances, we quickly made decisions on the remainder of our required furniture; they loaded our purchases into the U-Haul.

When we arrive home, Jim heads over to Ray's to ask him for help. I unlock our house and make sure all pathways are clear of obstructions, and the air mattress and bedding are out of the way for the new bed.

Jim and Ray bring in the kitchen set first, once all the furniture is inside, they set up the bed, as they placed the mattress, Jim says.

"Ray, thanks so much for your help again today, and I'm so very sorry for the interruption earlier. We're even though," Jim chuckles, "yesterday when you rang our doorbell, we were getting it on, on the entryway floor, just this side of the door."

Jim gave Gail an impish grin, Gail blushed, slightly irritated that Jim shared that intimate, embarrassing info.

Ray smiled, his eyes sparkled as he gazed at Gail's uneasiness.

"Well, we'll have to figure out some sort of signalling system."

Ray laughed, put on his parka, slipped into his boots, and left.

I hit Jim's arm, I gave him a nasty stare, "why did you tell him that?"

Jim rubbed his shoulder as if Gail really hurt him.

"When Ray opened their door, he was sweating and was only wearing jogging pants, trying to hide an erection. Ida didn't seem panicked, smiling seductively she sauntered salaciously across the living room, like she got a thrill from me watching her strut her nude body. Jim smiling broadly ... also seemed pleased I saw her, then he hugged me."

Jim embraced Gail and went on.

"They had a video camera set up on a tripod, Gail I'm sure I interrupted them filming a porno."

Gail gave Jim a kiss, "So in reciprocation you share we fuck too." Gail clutched his dick, "So, did you get aroused?"

Jim was hesitant to respond, but he knew he had to be honest. "Yes, of course I did, she has a great body and the idea of making a porn aroused me."

Jim embraced Gail. "I bet it would have arouse you too, if it was you who went to their door." Jim hoping to deflect her aversion. "Maybe you would have grabbed his thick dick and joined them."

He kissed her neck, licked up to nibble her earlobe, "Maybe you'd like to make a movie in our new house?"

She broke away.