Hey, how's it going? As mentioned in the title, and as some of you advised me to do, I decided to blackmail my neighbor, a beautiful girl whom I spied on while she was masturbating several times. Here's the result that follows. First part:My neighbor masturbates wildly and I never imagined itOf course I didn't feel like doing it; the fact is that I was afraid to do it. I was afraid because I knew her little, and I didn't know what her reaction could be. Besides, I was having too much fun watching her masturbate by the window, and it was clear that if she found out I was watching her, she would find a way to make it stop, either by putting up curtains or masturbating in another part of the house where I couldn't see her, so if I had to blackmail her, I had to be very careful.
Yesterday was January 29th, and since I was still on leave from work, I decided to get up a bit later than usual. There weren't many things left for me to do in the new house, so I didn't worry about it. I woke up around 10 am and went to take a bath. A little later, I came out front to see how the day was going and to pick up a bill that had arrived at my gate. When I got out, I found Elisa, my neighbor, who was arriving home with a shopping bag.
–Good morning, Elisa! How are you? –I asked cheerfully.
–Good morning! –she replied.
We chatted for a bit through the fence until something occurred to me.
–Would you like to have lunch? I'll cook a delicious vegetable tart that's left over –I said. Not knowing if she liked vegetable tarts, but I had to try something. Besides, it was the only thing I had ingredients for at home.
–Of course! –she replied right away. –I'll go home and prepare some orange juice, I'll be back!
I went inside and put some things in order that were out of place. I prepared the ingredients on the counter and put on music. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.
Elisa had changed her clothes. Now she was wearing a dark-colored jumpsuit that allowed me to see her large buttocks and breasts. I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, as her nipples were clearly visible through the fine silk fabric. Her hair was loose, as always, and she looked very beautiful. I invited her in, and put the juice in the fridge.
While We were preparing lunch, talking about a million things. I learned that her family was very wealthy and that her parents live in South Africa because they have a huge business there. In fact, the house where Elisa lives was bought especially for her, and she lives there alone. We talked about music, tourism, and sports. She told me that she likes tennis but hasn't played for a while because she had an injury and lost her practice. Currently, she is studying international commerce and plans to open a company in Turkey later on. She told me that she speaks Turkish very fluently, as well as English, French, Portuguese, and Hebrew, and of course I asked her to speak all those languages. You can't imagine how sensual it looks when she speaks in French. After a while, we started talking about her religion. I was the one who initiated the topic because she doesn't usually do it, because according to her: people always think I want to convince them to join my religion and that's not true. I took advantage of that moment and began with what I had planned.
–And is masturbation allowed in your religion? –I asked, pretending curiosity. There was a brief pause.
–No. That is, it depends on the hierarchical level you're at. From a certain level up, it's allowed, but below that, you can't masturbate–she explained. She didn't seem bothered, she was really explaining. –It's just like having sex –she added. –When you reach the level where you can masturbate, you can also have sex–. It was too shocking to ask her what level she was at, if she could or not. So I stayed quiet, thinking about how I could bring it up without scaring her. But there was no need; –I still can't –she said, expressing disgust with a face contortion. Of course, I left her looking at me and she showed embarrassment. She started rubbing her hands and hiding her lips. –You're lying –I said smiling, and continued cutting the vegetables. She laughed. –Why do you think that? –she asked, smiling too. Despite the fact that Her skin was brunette, and it could be noticed that she was turning red with embarrassment. –I don't believe it. I know –I said confidently. –The way your hands are shaped, the way you walk. The body says a lot about us –I said, accompanying my sentence with a fake look of extreme wisdom. –I don't know if you masturbate or have sex. Or maybe both. But at least one of the two –I added, putting down the knife on the counter to turn towards where she was. When I barely turned around a bit, I felt her hand on my neck pulling me towards hers. She pulled until her nose was just centimeters from mine, and very seriously said: –It doesn't matter which one. Then I got scared. I had made her angry! It wasn't my intention. Quickly I thought of how to fix that. I closed my eyes and expressed having messed up, intending for Elisa to take pity on me. I couldn't believe how in a second I had messed up. –I expected her to let go but she didn't; her hand was still on the back of my neck. I opened my eyes again and there she was, splendid, beautiful, but smiling this time. –Did you get scared? –she said raising her eyebrows, still smiling and taking hold of my neck. –A little –I said thoughtfully. –It was my intention –she added. She took a step forward to come closer to me. Closed her eyes and pressed her lips on mine. Then she put her tongue in my mouth and we started kissing passionately. ¡How could this be happening?! It was a long kiss for several seconds, and then she stopped in front of me, still at arm's length, while looking at me with a provocative face. Slowly I lifted one of my hands, which were resting on her hips, to touch her breast. ¡I had to try! I put my right hand on her left breast. She followed my hand with her gaze, and when I did she looked up at me. Smiled, and kissed me again. This time it was more intense and longer. One of the most exciting kisses I received in my life. Then she took off my shirt and started caressing my torso. We were still in the kitchen, but she pushed me towards behind to go to the room. Of course I followed her. When we arrived, she pushed me and I fell onto the couch above. She looked at me with low eyebrows, hinting. She took off her monkey's straps and pulled out her arms. She came closer to me and took my hands, placing them on her waist, indicating that she wanted me to take off her monkey. So I pulled her down. Her clothes fell leaving her two beautiful and perfect breasts of dark color. She looked at me again and smiled. I placed my hands on her breasts and she came closer. We kissed passionately for a few minutes while she touched my whole body. I took advantage that she was lying on top of me and continued to take off her monkey, but she stopped me. She stood next to the couch and looked at me seriously and gave me a slap. Not very hard, but it hurt. I sat up and looked at her. We stayed like that for three seconds, I couldn't think of anything. I was scared, thought that she would be upset if I tried to undress her, but... it was her who was inciting me to do so! The moment had become somewhat uncomfortable.
–Did you get scared again? –she said and laughed.
She took off her monkey leaving HER COMPLETELY NAKED. She didn't have underwear. She took off the monkey and threw herself on top of me, smiling. She hugged me and we kissed again. We kissed for a few minutes while touching each other. At one point she turned around and put her vulva in my face. How tasty! I had been waiting for that moment so much. I started sucking her softly. She was super wet, it was delicious! Just as I imagined. While I sucked her clitoris, already a bit more energetically, she moaned loudly. Later, after a few minutes, she leaned over and took off my short and boxers. She started masturbating me with her soft hands and then leaned over a little. She passed her tongue over the head and got her whole penis in her mouth. WHOLE. Even the balls. Ah, then she started moving slowly up and down. She was doing it too well. Later, she stood up and turned around. We faced each other. She came close to my face and kissed me passionately. With one hand, she held onto my neck and with the other, she started guiding my penis towards her vagina. When I touched it, I could feel that it was very wet. Slowly, she began to stimulate her clitoris with my penis, and in a second, she took it all in. Just like when she sees me masturbating with the vibrator. Bang! She sat on my penis. She accompanied this moment with a deep moan and piercing her nails into my neck. She leaned forward again to kiss me while moving her pelvis energetically. We stayed that way for several minutes until she was about to cum. She started moaning loudly, trembling. She jumped off my penis and put her vagina inches from my face. I knew what would happen next. She put two fingers of her hand in it and moved them violently. She pulled her hand out quickly and a strong squirt shot out of her vagina directly onto my face. Then she did the same thing again. She laughed and kissed me for a while, still masturbating me gently with her right hand. After resting for a few minutes without stopping to masturbate or kiss, she knelt down on the floor and put half of my penis in her mouth. The other half she was masturbating with one hand, and the other hand was caressing my testicles. She did this for about two minutes until I started moaning from pleasure, announcing that I would be coming soon. She continued doing what she was doing but faster. –Uuuuh!– I cried out. With my cry, a strong jet of semen shot out and hit Elisa's throat, which didn't complain at all. She kept masturbating me more slowly as other jets followed. When she felt there was no more, she licked the tip of my penis to clean up all the semen. I thought she would spit it out but instead she swallowed it. She looked at me and we smiled. She lay down beside me and hugged me. –It was the best... I hope it happens again– she said. I told her that it definitely would happen again. We laughed and stayed embraced for a while. Then she looked at me and came closer to my Ear for whispering something: –Do you think I don't know about the window?
Yesterday was January 29th, and since I was still on leave from work, I decided to get up a bit later than usual. There weren't many things left for me to do in the new house, so I didn't worry about it. I woke up around 10 am and went to take a bath. A little later, I came out front to see how the day was going and to pick up a bill that had arrived at my gate. When I got out, I found Elisa, my neighbor, who was arriving home with a shopping bag.
–Good morning, Elisa! How are you? –I asked cheerfully.
–Good morning! –she replied.
We chatted for a bit through the fence until something occurred to me.
–Would you like to have lunch? I'll cook a delicious vegetable tart that's left over –I said. Not knowing if she liked vegetable tarts, but I had to try something. Besides, it was the only thing I had ingredients for at home.
–Of course! –she replied right away. –I'll go home and prepare some orange juice, I'll be back!
I went inside and put some things in order that were out of place. I prepared the ingredients on the counter and put on music. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.
Elisa had changed her clothes. Now she was wearing a dark-colored jumpsuit that allowed me to see her large buttocks and breasts. I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, as her nipples were clearly visible through the fine silk fabric. Her hair was loose, as always, and she looked very beautiful. I invited her in, and put the juice in the fridge.
While We were preparing lunch, talking about a million things. I learned that her family was very wealthy and that her parents live in South Africa because they have a huge business there. In fact, the house where Elisa lives was bought especially for her, and she lives there alone. We talked about music, tourism, and sports. She told me that she likes tennis but hasn't played for a while because she had an injury and lost her practice. Currently, she is studying international commerce and plans to open a company in Turkey later on. She told me that she speaks Turkish very fluently, as well as English, French, Portuguese, and Hebrew, and of course I asked her to speak all those languages. You can't imagine how sensual it looks when she speaks in French. After a while, we started talking about her religion. I was the one who initiated the topic because she doesn't usually do it, because according to her: people always think I want to convince them to join my religion and that's not true. I took advantage of that moment and began with what I had planned.
–And is masturbation allowed in your religion? –I asked, pretending curiosity. There was a brief pause.
–No. That is, it depends on the hierarchical level you're at. From a certain level up, it's allowed, but below that, you can't masturbate–she explained. She didn't seem bothered, she was really explaining. –It's just like having sex –she added. –When you reach the level where you can masturbate, you can also have sex–. It was too shocking to ask her what level she was at, if she could or not. So I stayed quiet, thinking about how I could bring it up without scaring her. But there was no need; –I still can't –she said, expressing disgust with a face contortion. Of course, I left her looking at me and she showed embarrassment. She started rubbing her hands and hiding her lips. –You're lying –I said smiling, and continued cutting the vegetables. She laughed. –Why do you think that? –she asked, smiling too. Despite the fact that Her skin was brunette, and it could be noticed that she was turning red with embarrassment. –I don't believe it. I know –I said confidently. –The way your hands are shaped, the way you walk. The body says a lot about us –I said, accompanying my sentence with a fake look of extreme wisdom. –I don't know if you masturbate or have sex. Or maybe both. But at least one of the two –I added, putting down the knife on the counter to turn towards where she was. When I barely turned around a bit, I felt her hand on my neck pulling me towards hers. She pulled until her nose was just centimeters from mine, and very seriously said: –It doesn't matter which one. Then I got scared. I had made her angry! It wasn't my intention. Quickly I thought of how to fix that. I closed my eyes and expressed having messed up, intending for Elisa to take pity on me. I couldn't believe how in a second I had messed up. –I expected her to let go but she didn't; her hand was still on the back of my neck. I opened my eyes again and there she was, splendid, beautiful, but smiling this time. –Did you get scared? –she said raising her eyebrows, still smiling and taking hold of my neck. –A little –I said thoughtfully. –It was my intention –she added. She took a step forward to come closer to me. Closed her eyes and pressed her lips on mine. Then she put her tongue in my mouth and we started kissing passionately. ¡How could this be happening?! It was a long kiss for several seconds, and then she stopped in front of me, still at arm's length, while looking at me with a provocative face. Slowly I lifted one of my hands, which were resting on her hips, to touch her breast. ¡I had to try! I put my right hand on her left breast. She followed my hand with her gaze, and when I did she looked up at me. Smiled, and kissed me again. This time it was more intense and longer. One of the most exciting kisses I received in my life. Then she took off my shirt and started caressing my torso. We were still in the kitchen, but she pushed me towards behind to go to the room. Of course I followed her. When we arrived, she pushed me and I fell onto the couch above. She looked at me with low eyebrows, hinting. She took off her monkey's straps and pulled out her arms. She came closer to me and took my hands, placing them on her waist, indicating that she wanted me to take off her monkey. So I pulled her down. Her clothes fell leaving her two beautiful and perfect breasts of dark color. She looked at me again and smiled. I placed my hands on her breasts and she came closer. We kissed passionately for a few minutes while she touched my whole body. I took advantage that she was lying on top of me and continued to take off her monkey, but she stopped me. She stood next to the couch and looked at me seriously and gave me a slap. Not very hard, but it hurt. I sat up and looked at her. We stayed like that for three seconds, I couldn't think of anything. I was scared, thought that she would be upset if I tried to undress her, but... it was her who was inciting me to do so! The moment had become somewhat uncomfortable.
–Did you get scared again? –she said and laughed.
She took off her monkey leaving HER COMPLETELY NAKED. She didn't have underwear. She took off the monkey and threw herself on top of me, smiling. She hugged me and we kissed again. We kissed for a few minutes while touching each other. At one point she turned around and put her vulva in my face. How tasty! I had been waiting for that moment so much. I started sucking her softly. She was super wet, it was delicious! Just as I imagined. While I sucked her clitoris, already a bit more energetically, she moaned loudly. Later, after a few minutes, she leaned over and took off my short and boxers. She started masturbating me with her soft hands and then leaned over a little. She passed her tongue over the head and got her whole penis in her mouth. WHOLE. Even the balls. Ah, then she started moving slowly up and down. She was doing it too well. Later, she stood up and turned around. We faced each other. She came close to my face and kissed me passionately. With one hand, she held onto my neck and with the other, she started guiding my penis towards her vagina. When I touched it, I could feel that it was very wet. Slowly, she began to stimulate her clitoris with my penis, and in a second, she took it all in. Just like when she sees me masturbating with the vibrator. Bang! She sat on my penis. She accompanied this moment with a deep moan and piercing her nails into my neck. She leaned forward again to kiss me while moving her pelvis energetically. We stayed that way for several minutes until she was about to cum. She started moaning loudly, trembling. She jumped off my penis and put her vagina inches from my face. I knew what would happen next. She put two fingers of her hand in it and moved them violently. She pulled her hand out quickly and a strong squirt shot out of her vagina directly onto my face. Then she did the same thing again. She laughed and kissed me for a while, still masturbating me gently with her right hand. After resting for a few minutes without stopping to masturbate or kiss, she knelt down on the floor and put half of my penis in her mouth. The other half she was masturbating with one hand, and the other hand was caressing my testicles. She did this for about two minutes until I started moaning from pleasure, announcing that I would be coming soon. She continued doing what she was doing but faster. –Uuuuh!– I cried out. With my cry, a strong jet of semen shot out and hit Elisa's throat, which didn't complain at all. She kept masturbating me more slowly as other jets followed. When she felt there was no more, she licked the tip of my penis to clean up all the semen. I thought she would spit it out but instead she swallowed it. She looked at me and we smiled. She lay down beside me and hugged me. –It was the best... I hope it happens again– she said. I told her that it definitely would happen again. We laughed and stayed embraced for a while. Then she looked at me and came closer to my Ear for whispering something: –Do you think I don't know about the window?
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