Neighbors - 1
Carine and Greet live in the same residential apartment building. They regularly run into each other in the elevator or the garage or in the hallway, and have a chat. Physically, they are completely different: Carine is of normal size, has dark hair and eyes, and a mature woman's body with pronounced hips and breasts that barely fit into a D-cup. Greet is short but wiry and lithe, she has blond curls and blue eyes. She has smaller breasts, but they are nice and round and spring up with every step.
There are also similarities between the neighbours: they are both around 55, sporty (Carine plays tennis, Greet is an amateur cyclist), and both are married to a much older man. With Carine the age difference is 15 years, with Greet even 20.
They meet again on a Saturday morning. Carine is just putting the key in the lock of her apartment when the elevator opens and Greet steps out of the elevator loaded with groceries. "Hi, good morning!". Carine greets back: "Good morning too... Can I help?" "Please, thank you!". Carine takes over some of Greet's groceries and together they go to Greet's apartment. She quickly opens the door. "Come in," she beckons, "put everything on the table." A little later, all the groceries are put away. "Thank you," says Greet, "everything okay?" "Yes," replies Carine, "my husband is at our holiday home today to paint the wood..." "Oh, that's lucky," says Greet, "Jaak is also gone today, starting a new cycle route. prepare... He won't be back until 10 o'clock tonight!" "Well, then we have the empire alone!" jokes Carine. "Yes, nice, getting rid of our oldies for a while," Greet also laughs. "Hey, you know what? Why don't you come by this afternoon? The weather is nice, I'll put the beach chairs on the terrace, we'll pretend we're in Saint Tropez!" Carine doesn't have to think long: "Yes, great idea! Let's do it!"
Around 2 o'clock Carine rings Greet's doorbell. Greet opens the door, in a bikini. Carine is shocked. "Oh," she says, "I didn't expect it to be so informal." "Go get your bathing suit," says Greet, "it's great on the terrace! I leave the door ajar!". Carine goes back to her flat and quickly puts on her bikini. Back at the door, she looks around to make sure no one is in the hallway, and then quickly runs to Greet's apartment before anyone notices her.
A little later she is standing on Greet's terrace, it is the same size as hers, very spacious. Greet is lying in a yellow bikini on a beach chair enjoying the sun, straw hat on her blond curls, big blue sunglasses, a cocktail on the table next to her... Carine laughs : "You look like a movie diva!" Greet agrees with a radiant smile: "That's how I feel too!" She points to the other lounger: "Lie down, I'll prepare you a cocktail!" She quickly straightens up and walks to the kitchen, while Carine settles into the chair like a cat.
Soon she feels the sun burning on her skin... and of course she hasn't applied any sunscreen. She notices the tube of protection cream on the table in the middle. "Can I use your sun cream?" she calls to the kitchen. "Yes! Grab it!"
A little later Greet comes out with a large convex glass in which all kinds of colorful drinks have been mixed. "Please," she hands the glass to Carine, disturbing her as she rubs her thighs. Greet looks at Carine's beautiful body with hardly restrained admiration. "Yes, rub it in well," Greet laughs, "we don't want red meat." They laugh, raise the glass and sip. Carine almost chokes. "Punish stuff!" she splutters. Greet nods: "yes, I've already eaten 2, the more you drink, the faster it comes in". They laugh out loud again. Carine puts the tube of sun cream back on the table. "Wait, I'll do your back," suggests Greet, and without waiting for an answer she motions for Carine to bend forward, while she sits down behind her on the beach chair. She opens the tube, squeezes some cream into her palms, and begins to spread it over Carine's bare shoulders.
Involuntarily Carine lowers her head and closes her eyes. "This is nice," she realizes, "let me enjoy it for a while". Greet's small cool hands rub the cream over the shoulder blisters, but soon collide against the barrier of the bikini closure. Greet briefly smears the cream under the strap, but that is not very convenient. Greet hesitates for a moment, but then resolutely unhooks the bikini top. Carine is shocked for a moment, but doesn't make a sound.
Greet can now continue to rub Carine's entire bare back undisturbed. Once done, Greet sees the loose knot of the ribbons in Carine's neck, which hold up the bikini top. "Oh, what could it be", Greet thinks, and carefully undoes the button. She puts a hand around Carine's middle, pulls the top away from the front and puts it next to the seat. Carine feels how her tits dangle as a breeze blows against them. She hardly dares to admit it, but she likes it.
Greet takes some more sun cream and still sitting behind Carine's back puts both hands around Carine's center to her breasts, and starts to gently smear them with the cream. "Ooohh," a sensual sigh involuntarily escapes from Carine's lips. Again she lowers her head, her eyes closed in pleasure.
At first Greet's hand movements on Carine's breasts are still functional, she just spreads the cream. But gradually the smearing turns into an erotic massage, when Greet kneads Carine's round, massive tits with her hands, now teasingly with small, soft grasping movements, then squeezing hard again. She also sometimes runs her fingers or the back of her hand gently down the curves, caressing Carine's midriff and sides, then guiding them back up and continuing with the breast massage.
Not a word is exchanged, both women enjoy the sensual moment. The intensity increases when Greet also loosens her bikini top and snuggles against Carine's back. She feels the naked, cool, firm breasts pressing against her warm back, and likes that. Greet qaat continue with the massage. This time she fingers Carine's nipples, twirling them in small circles, squeezing them now and then. Carine's breathing becomes deeper and heavier, feelings of lust take hold of her.
Then, still holding Carine's breasts, Greet gets up and sits down next to Carine, pushing her back onto the lounger. She lies down next to her (Carine makes room), and now also starts to caress the massive breasts with her mouth and lips. She slides her tongue to the side along the curves, gently sucks the nipples that harden and erect, lets her tongue play with them, licking and squirming, giving soft kisses to the shiny skin.
Carine enjoys it to the fullest, eyes closed. She also plays with the smaller breasts of her neighbor. She curls her fingers, grabs the pointy tits, one in each hand, and presses her fingernails into the tender flesh. Greet moans softly as Carine brings her fingers together, pinching the nipples last between her nails. Carine repeats the claw movement a few times and then flatten and massage Greet's breasts like bread dough with the palms of her hands.
"Come on, have a drink!" Greet abruptly stops the morality play. She straightens up, picks up a glass and puts it to Carine's lips. He sips the alcohol-rich drink a few times, and then wants to stop. But Greet keeps pressing the glass against Carine's lips. "Come on, a few more sips.." Carine can't help but take a few sips, but then pushes the glass away from her. She immediately feels how the alcohol is going to her head. But Greet takes another big sip, but doesn't swallow it. On the contrary, she tilts her head towards Carine and presses her mouth against Carine's. Involuntarily Carine opens her lips and feels how Greet administers the delicious drink in small jets. How funny, she thinks. But soon this turns into passionate French kissing, where they lick each other's lips with open mouths, and the wet tongues twist over and through.
Greet now lets one hand slowly slide down Carine's fully blossomed body, over her mound of venus to the entrance of her pussy, and begins to gently massage the labia through the material with the fingers. Carine willingly opens her legs so that Greet can reach them better. It doesn't take long before Greet pulls down the straps of the panties. Carine lifts her pelvis and lets Greet slide the panties down her legs. She is now completely naked, but she knows that their terraces, 2 high and located on a park, are not overlooked. She feels completely relaxed, only a hitherto unsatisfied sex hunger burns in her.
Greet's fingers spread wide open the pussy lips of Carine's clean-shaven, naked pussy and let her middle finger caress the inner walls. She feels how wet Carine is, when she gently rubs back and forth, you can hear the soapy sounds. It makes Greet even hornier than she already is. With 2 fingers she now massages Carine's clitoris, interrupting every now and then to put a small finger in her pussy. Every time that happens, Carine involuntarily pushes her pelvis up, it's been so long since she's felt anything in her cave..
Head turned away, eyes closed, Carine fully enjoys Greets's caresses. She feels and hears how Greet takes off her own panties, takes Carine's hand and leads her to her mound. Carine gladly complies with the unspoken request and gently caresses Greet's clean-shaven, horny swollen pussy lips. They feel moist from the horny.
Greet, however, retains the initiative. As she continues to suck on Carine's breasts, her fingers now gently and slowly, then violently and quickly stimulating her neighbour's clit, she looks around. She sees the tube of sun cream. It is not too big and has a rounded top. "That will do it," Greet thinks, and takes the tube from the table. She feels whether there are any sharp edges, fortunately not.
Then she positions the tube, holding Carine's cunt wide open with one hand, and gently inserting the tube into the tender wet pink vagina with the other. Carine lets out a deep sigh. She finally feels like a woman again, gratefully subject to a strange body that takes over her deep inside. Greet feels perfectly how much Carine likes the pseudo cock, and starts to move it in and out of her cunt. Gently and cautiously at first, but slowly becoming faster and more intense.
Carine doesn't know how she has it. It had been so long since she was impaled that even a regular tube of sun cream drives her crazy. Her animal body takes over, her brain refuses to work. Her pelvis bounces up and down to the rhythm of Greet's movements, her cunt muscles cling like a clam to the tube when it's in her, and release it when it's pulled out, her hands squeezing her breasts and nipples,
she moans and moans, it goes faster and more violently, Greet rubs her clit with her fingers at the same time, that pink ball, that pleasure button, quick, quicker, quickest... Another thrust, another thrust, another thrust... There it is almost... yes, now, now, almost, yes push that thing into me, deep yes, deep, almost now, almost, now, now, NUUUU! Carine lets out a loud cry :"Aahhhhh!". The orgasm jerks her pelvis, her cunt muscles contract and sends electric shocks throughout her body.
"You squirt!" exclaims Greet, happily surprised! Carine indeed feels how a jet of moisture leaves her, what a strange, nice feeling! She has never come like this before, and never so fast, and certainly not vaginally! She enjoys and continues to enjoy, observing how her body slowly relaxes after the wonderful orgasm.
Greet stays with her for a while, caressing her belly, breasts and shoulders. But then she gets up and lies down on her own beach chair, stark naked and with her legs wide open. Carine watches Greet satisfy herself. Her little fingers move quickly and diligently over her clit as she too uses the tube as a dildo, moving it in and out of her little pussy, back arched, head tilted back. eyes closed, a horny grimace around the mouth.
Carine sneaks closer and starts playing with Greet's pointy tits. Every now and then she squeezes the nipples, licks them, or puts them in her mouth. Greet takes a short, hard breath, like a yapping dog, but then doubles over as a high "i-i-i-i-iee" escapes from her throat, her pelvis making small jerks. Then there's a deep "Uffff" and she falls flat on the couch. She's a bit short of breath, but when her breathing slows down, she looks at her neighbor and smiles. "Wow," she says, "that's how I I didn't imagine the afternoon at all !" Carine smiles back : "I even less ! What a hot box you are, say !" "Well, you liked it too!" The two ladies laugh, they don't speak, but both know that their sex life is no longer great with their much older husband .
They drink their cocktail in silence, and enjoy the warm sun on their naked bodies.
"Do you know who I'd like to do it with?" suddenly asks Greet, and before Carine can answer she immediately adds : "with Freek, the neighbor across the street !"
Carine feels a shock. That's exactly the man she also fantasizes about when she masturbates in her single bed. "Yes," she agrees, "that's a nice piece. Every time he passes the window for a jog, I wave, but I haven't found the courage to invite him yet..."
"You know what ?" crazy Greet suddenly exclaims, "why don't we call him? We have an emergency here, there's moisture in my basement!" They both burst out laughing. Carine wants to make some reservations, but... "No buts," Greet orders firmly, "pour us both another large cocktail, I'll call him".
Carine does what she is told and while she refills the glasses in her bare ass, she hears how Greet catches Freek in her trap by phone: "Hi Freek, Greet here... Very nice, thank you, and you? ... Say, can I bother you with something?... I have a problem in the bathroom... yes, a leaky tap... yes, well, it's starting to get pretty wet...." Carine can barely suppress a burst of laughter , but Greet continues without flinching : "Are you there in half an hour? Perfect! We're expecting you.."
Greet enters the kitchen with a radiant smile, her elastic breasts bouncing with every step, even Carine finds that exciting. "He is coming!" she says triumphantly. "I heard," Carine replies while she hands Greet a full glass. They drink, look at each other with greedy twinkling eyes, and spit it out.
