Neighbors Turning Lesbian Lovers: I Still Got It ♕

I’d Been Staring At Angela For Weeks

 

She had moved in with her husband at the house next door. And I couldn’t stop thinking about two neighbors turning lesbian lovers. My partner Pete hasn’t made me cum in almost eight years, so I’ve been seeing other people for quite some time. I always fuck my coworkers on business trips, and I’ve been with a few women, but this one was different. She and her husband introduced themselves to us when they moved in about a month ago. A younger, newly wedded couple. She’s a couple of years my junior. A bit short, but with huge breasts and incredible, broad hips. She took my breath away. Her wavy blonde hair fell over her shoulders and chest, and she wore this cute outfit that accented her figure, a crop top, and skin-tight jeans.

We invited them in, and I made everyone coffee; the husband was a contractor, and Angela was a yoga teacher. I, on impulse, said that I always wanted to try yoga -a lie, of course- and she invited me to a demonstration class the next day. That day I picked the skimpiest outfit I could—a white pair of leggings and a tight shirt—no panties, no thong. I looked in the mirror and thought, I still got it. She opened the door wearing nothing but a towel. I immediately fumbled for my words, and I was not expecting this. She apologized and said she took longer than expected in the shower.

Alone Time With Angela

Angela’s husband built her a yoga studio at the back of the house. It was beautiful and cozy. Then, in the middle of the studio, she let her towel fall to the ground. It must have been innocent, right? Just a couple of girlfriends getting changed, but my heart nearly exploded in my chest. She dressed in her gym clothes, and we began our routine; no one else was joining us. I was not good at this and was nervous, so she came in to help me. The feeling of her hands on my body made me tremble. She asked why I was shaking. I said I didn’t know.

I was trying to hold a warrior pose, so she stood behind me and put her hand on my stomach, caressing my arm with her other hand. She whispered in my ear, saying she knew what to do to help me relax.
That’s when I felt her hand slide inside my leggings and her fingers grazing my clit. I turned my head and immediately kissed her. I was desperate now. She moved her fingers in circles around my clit, making me moan and sweat. Then I felt her finger enter me, moving in the same circular pattern inside my pussy. I was soaked for her.

Neighbors Turning Lesbian Lovers

We moved to a couch nearby, and we began undressing each other. I took her top off to see those breasts again, and she sat on top of me, legs open. I started suckling her nipples. Her breasts were small and cute, with pink nipples and firmness. She then knelt, removed my leggings, and buried her face between my legs. She licked and fingered me, giving me these cute little bites, like nibbles on my lower lips and clit. No one had ever made me cum that fast in my life.

I took her face in my hands and kissed her for a long while. I wanted to keep going, but outside, we heard a car getting into the driveway. We got dressed and continued the class as usual. I left that day and went back to my house, but I’ve been fucking her every day. It took me a while to understand that I had fallen prey to her seduction; she was the one pulling the strings.

And I loved it.