Next Door Neighbor

saw her focus, and felt it as she started applying what she'd learned about controlling her vaginal muscles – I could feel her relaxing around me, letting me slip in and out of her relatively easily. She was still hot and tight inside, but now it was a most pleasant tightness. I maintained the pace I'd gotten into; I could see from her face that it was moving her along very nicely, just as it was doing for me.

Several minutes later, I felt the sensation in my balls that let me know that there wasn't any turning back – that one way or another, I was going to climax. With that, I changed my position slightly, so that as I entered her, it pulled more on her labia, and applied a little more pressure to her clitoris. I heard her groan her approval in response, and kept going.

A few more minutes, and I felt the stirring that told me only a few more strokes would do it. At that point, I slowed down considerably, sliding myself in and out of her from one end of my penis to the other, bumping myself against her clitoris when I was fully inside her. Even as I sensed the first wad of semen leaving my balls, I felt her tighten around me as she loudly cried out her release. Whether it was God, Fate, luck, or whatever, I don't know – all I'm sure of is that the tightening of her vagina as her spasms hit her was in perfect timing with my own: even as the first shot of my jism was entering her, her vaginal muscled tightened around me. Then as I felt the next one, she would relax to let it through, only to tighten down on me when it was inside her. Our eyes remained locked on each other, and both of us were pleased by it.

As the last of my semen flowed into her, I remembered something; when I looked up, I could see that she'd grabbed a pillow, and sunk her fingernails into it, instead of me. She realized where I was looking, then what she'd done – and gave me a surprisingly shy smile before saying 'After last time, I wanted to be sure I didn't hurt you. I think Lucy forgave me for the first time, but I didn't want to push it.'

I smiled back, and told her 'I think Lucy would have understood better than you think – but*I'm* glad you did it, anyway.'

She giggled a little, and I lowered myself to rest above her, supporting myself on my elbows so that we could kiss each other softly and lovingly. We stayed like that until my penis softened enough to pull free of her – and a couple minutes longer. Finally, though, both of us felt the need to clean up. We got up and headed in to share a shower, playfully soaping each other up while paying particular attention to the fun parts. When we'd run out of things to play with, and excuses for not getting out, Amy turned off the shower, and I reached out to grab a towel to start drying her off.

She didn't help any by wrapping her arms around me and refusing to turn loose. I finally got to finish the job when I pointed out that as much as she liked me drying her back, her front would probably be even more fun. When I was done, she looked up into my face and told me that the front HAD been more fun – but that it was her turn, now.

I waited patiently as she meticulously dried off every part of me – some parts better than others. When she was done, I pulled her into my arms for a hug and kiss before we went out to say good morning to the others. We found the three of them on the sofa-bed, Lucy in the middle with Robyn and Sandra snuggled into her sides. All three of them were watching cartoons on Amy's TV, with the sound turned low.

Robyn looked up at Amy with an impish grin, and said 'I don't know WHY we had to turn the sound down – YOU TWO were making so much noise I don't think you would have heard a train wreck!'

Amy blushed, and asked 'Were we really that loud?'

Lucy grinned as she answered 'Only one of you. The scream woke all three of us up!'

Amy blushed even darker, and started to apologize when Sandra grinned, and told her 'It's okay. He does that to us, sometimes, too.

Besides, it made me feel*so* horny!' – and getting a laugh from Robyn and Lucy.

Amy offered to fix us all breakfast, and Lucy just told her 'No, you lay down here, and I'll fix it.'

Amy started to protest, and Lucy teased her by saying 'No, I'll do it. I think we all know that you got plenty of 'exercise' this morning, already!'

Amy turned pink again, but accepted Lucy's decision, moving to lay between Robyn and Sandra, who both grinned at her as they made room for her. It wasn't a very large bed, so there wasn't room for me to join them; I had to content myself with leaning back in a*very* comfortable recliner. Lucy stopped off to give me a kiss before heading into the kitchen. We heard a little rummaging around, then a few minutes later, the smell of fresh coffee greeted us. Robyn and Sandra both got up and headed into the kitchen, coming back with large mugs of fresh coffee that they handed to Amy and I before they resumed their places next to her.

A couple of cartoons later, we all detected the smell of eggs, bacon, and fried potatoes; a minute later, Lucy brought plates out for each of us, each one well loaded with food. She disappeared again, and came out with her own plate and mug of coffee, then took her seat on my lap. The conversation was light and sparse as we wrapped ourselves around our meals.

When we were done, Robyn and Sandra again assumed cleanup duties; this time, Amy didn't bother trying to fight it. Particularly when they brought all three of us fresh mugs of coffee, delivered with a kiss.

Finally, Amy asked what time we had to be at the airport. Lucy told her what time the flight was, and Amy said that we had another hour before we should leave. Then she made a couple of false starts before asking if we'd do her a favor. I assured her that we would, if we could, and asked what the favor was. She bashfully admitted that she wanted to know if we could take a few photos with my digital camera, so she'd have something special to remember us by. All of us chimed in that we'd be more than happy to. I went to where I'd left my bags, and dug out the camera and it's cable. Checking to make sure it still had plenty of power left, I took it into the living room, and asked Amy what photos she wanted. She finally told me that she wanted them to be of her with all of us – naked. Lucy and I smiled at her while Robyn and Sandra just grinned. It didn't take long before the camera held images of Amy with Lucy and I standing on each side of her, Amy with Robyn and Sandra, Amy with each of us individually, and all five of us together.

I hooked the camera to Amy's computer, and quickly copied the images from it's memory to her hard drive. From there, it was easy enough to call them up so she could see them any time she liked. Her eyes wet, she looked at each of them for several seconds before shutting down the computer, and standing up to give each of us a hug and kiss.

Only then did she tell us that we probably needed to get dressed, and ready to go to the airport.

When all of us had taken care of our morning duties, and dressed, Lucy, the girls, and I collected our bags and set them by the front door. Amy was the last to appear, coming out of her bedroom in the same dress that she'd worn when she first visited us. She hesitated, then said 'Once we're out that door, I know I can't give you all the kind of goodbye that I want to, so I want to do it now, while I can.'

With that, she moved to kiss and hug Sandra, then Robyn. Lucy was next, and finally me – and she was*still* a damn fine kisser.

That done, we picked up our bags, and headed out the door. As Amy was loading our bags into the trunk of her car, I looked around – sure enough, about every apartment in sight had a drape or window blind pulled to the side so the resident could see who Amy was 'protecting'. I whispered to Amy 'You were right – everybody that can is looking at us. What say we give them a thrill, and check our weapons before we get in the car?'

She laughed quietly, and said 'Sure, sounds good to me!' That said, both of us drew our weapons, and made sure they were loaded and ready to go as Lucy and the girls got into the car. With a nod to each other, we put them away, then got in her car. As we were leaving, Lucy asked me 'And what was all that about? Pulling your guns out, I mean?' I told her about the people that had been peeking at us, and how Amy and I had decided to add a little excitement to their lives.

When they heard about that, all three of them broke up into hysterical laughter, Amy and I joining them.

Since we hadn't left the hotel yet, none of the news people thought to hang out at the airport. Amy pulled up in front of the departure terminal for our airline, and we all piled out. The skycap gave me a double-take, but didn't say anything. When Amy had unloaded our bags with Lucy's help, he got them all tagged, and gave me the receipts. I tried to hand him a twenty, and he just said 'No need for that, sir.

I saw you on the TV the other night, and it's my pleasure to help out. You and this lady, you done a good thing, and I'm proud to be of service to you both.'

I tried to give it to him to pass along, explaining that I wanted our bags loaded last; he still refused it, saying 'I tell the ground crew who they belong to, they'll be just as happy as I am to do it for nothing, sir.'

Lucy had a try at him, too, without success. I finally conceded the defeat, and asked if I could at least shake his hand. He perked up considerably, and told me 'I'd be right proud to, sir.' We shook, and he was positively