Summer afternoon

This story is basically true, a genuine bit of voyeurism from early last summer.

One Saturday last May, my wife had gone off to work, I was left kicking about the house, with nothing much to do.

I was sitting in the garden, enjoying the afternoon sunshine and a cold beer. I heard my neighbour’s patio door slide open, followed by bumping and banging with a bit of cursing thrown in. I smiled to myself as I realised it was my neighbour, Anna trying to sort out her sun lounger.

I settled back in my chair and opened another beer. This wasn’t a bad way to spend a Saturday afternoon, little did I realise it was going to get a whole lot better.

After finishing my beer, I was desperate for the loo, I headed up to the bathroom. Once up stairs I couldn’t resist a peek at Anna, from my bedroom window.

I positioned myself carefully, to the side of my window, so as to see as much of Anna as possible. Peering through the window, I could see Anna laid out on her sun lounger. She was lying with her head towards me, so even with her eyes open she couldn’t see me. This was my first surprise of the afternoon.

Anna was a red haired woman of about 35; she had a shapely figure, with massive breasts. Her fine red hair was parted in the middle and reached to just below her shoulders. The problem with Anna was that she was always covered up. In the seven years we had been neighbours I think I had only seen her three times in anything remotely revealing. Her usual outfit was loose fitting jeans with either, a baggy jumper or oversize t-shirt. Even on warm days she was never out in anything less than baggy shorts that reached at least to her knees.

Today she had a denim coloured bikini top on, although it was not very revealing, with full size cups, easily covering her ample charms, it was a massive improvement from where I was standing. I noticed her pale breasts were slightly freckled. Her belly, which looked soft and fleshy, between her top and shorts was also an alabaster white, as it never really saw any sun. As I continued to view Anna’s body I noticed her shorts were considerably shorter than normal, again not really skimpy but not to her usual cover all standard.

Her legs were also pale, very shapely and quite long. She was bare footed and had a gold ankle chain on her left leg.

I stood admiring Anna’s body for quite a while, taking in her voluptuous beauty, wondering why she kept such a great body so well concealed.

I felt a stirring in my trousers, I was starting to get a hard on.

Our back gardens face onto an open field, with a hedgerow border separating our gardens from the field, the hedgerow is probably about 1.5M high. Anna’s house was the last in the row and the field swept around to the right of her house, still bordered by the hedgerow. No-one, apart from me in our upstairs bedroom could see into Anna’s garden.

I watched as Anna started to rub sun cream onto her body. She started at her shoulders, working her way down onto the exposed flesh of her upper chest. Giving the bottle another squeeze she massaged sun cream into her soft white belly causing ripples of flesh to move up and down as she worked. Anna was not overweight but was not very toned. I found the soft, wobbling belly to be a right turn on, as I eased my rapidly stiffening penis from my trousers.

She was now finally working sun cream into her long legs, starting from just below the leg of her shorts, down her shapely calves, onto her feet.

Anna eventually completed the task of applying her sun cream and settled back to enjoy the sun. I was already giving my rapidly hardening member a good stroking at the vision before me.

Anna lay with her arms stretched above her head for a good five minutes or so, I was stroking my penis the whole time giving my balls an occasional squeeze.

I was already beginning to feel I wasn’t to far from shooting my load, when Anna stirred. Dropping one of her hands down, she started stoking her fleshy white belly.

I stopped wanking just for the moment, to concentrate on what Anna was doing.

She was tracing her fingers back and forth across her waistband, I noticed her slip her hand slowly into the top of her shorts. From where I was standing I could see the fabric of her shorts moving up and down. It was obvious she was fingering herself.

After a couple of minutes Anna stopped fingering her pussy, easing her hand from her shorts. I thought the entertainment was over for the day. How wrong I was.

Anna lay quite still for a moment as if listening to make sure no one else was about, before returning her hand to her waistband. Popping the button on her shorts she then slid down the zipper, before pushing her shorts down those long sexy legs and off.

I could now see she was wearing a pair of plain, pale green sensible pants with a white waist band. As Anna lay back on her sun lounger, I could see the damp patch already appearing at the V of her crotch. Her hand disappeared back into her pants, I could only imagine her fingers probing into her womanhood, flicking at her clit and maybe, just maybe, sliding around as far as her bum hole. My penis was now rock hard and my balls were throbbing. I gently stroked my pulsing shaft, at the same time running my finger over my throbbing knob end, being careful not to overdo it as didn’t want to ejaculate just yet.

Anna eased her bum up off the sun lounger. Quickly pushing her pants down her legs, she drew her knees up, to allow her pants to complete the journey down to her ankles, before being flicked off onto the floor to join her shorts.

Anna was now lying naked from her breasts down, knees cranked legs, legs parted. I now saw that she was a genuine redhead. She had quite a neatly trimmed pubic bush, but not shaved at the sides, giving the impression of a wide expanse of orange pubic hair.

Returning one hand to her mound, she parted her love lips with her thumb and one finger, before sliding her middle finger into her vagina right up to her last knuckle. Her finger was sliding in and out of her hot, wet pussy in smooth slow strokes, she let out a soft moan, I suspect, she had just orgasmed.

Removing her fingers from her love hole, she moved her hand up to her mouth, proceeding to lick her love juice from her fingers.

I could now see her vagina quite clearly, as she lay with her legs splayed wide. Her love juice was glinting on her soft open lips, in the warm afternoon sun.

Once again Anna lay back in her lounger. I was now masturbating quite vigoursly, sure this time she was finished. I was nearing my climax, as Anna moved her right hand to her left breast.

My penis suddenly exploded in pulse after pulse of stringy white sperm. I tried to catch as much of it as I could in my hands, so as I wouldn’t have quite so much mess to clean up.

As I played with my rapidly softening member, I rubbed my cum into my balls and shaft, Anna stirred into life again.

After caressing her nipple through the fabric of her top for a few minutes, she popped her left tit free of its protective covering. Bringing up her left hand she also popped her right breast out giving her nipple a tweak as it bounced free. Anna moaned huskily as her lust was building.

Her breasts were truly magnificent, very pale mounds of heaving flesh, with freckles randomly splashed across those amazing orbs. I noticed her nipples were quite small, with a very pale pink areola, her stiff buds poking straight up from the fleshy surroundings.

She continued to massage her left breast, alternately pressing her flesh then pulling at her nipple. Anna now moved her left hand down, over her soft belly, and on into her secret place.

I could she was now into full masturbation mode, jamming at least three fingers into her love hole, probably with her little finger tickling at her anus.

Pounding away at her love hole, while at the time as playing with her tit, it wasn’t long before she shuddered to a massive orgasm, I could see love juice seeping from her vaginal opening, dripping onto the dark blue of her sun lounger, leaving a damp patch. The shuddering and trembling started to subside, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

Anna flopped her legs down, relaxing back into her lounger. She lay for a while like this, tits out and knickerless. Her cheeks were flushed, her face had self satisfied smile.

I increased the strokes on my now stiff again, still sticky from previous cum, member, bringing myself to another, throbbing climax, squirting hot sticky semen all over my hands.

As my love muscle again went limp, I cleaned myself up, popped my sticky penis back in my trousers, before zipping up my trousers.

I had one last glance at Anna, still lying legs open, tits, out on her sun lounger, as I took in the glorious vision before me an evil little idea popped into my head.

I made my way downstairs, quietly opening the patio door, before deliberately making a bit of a racket with my chair, whilst whistling loudly to myself. I sat down in my chair hardly able to contain my laughter, I could hear Anna, just the other side of the fence, crashing about. I was imagining her trying to get her mammoth tits back into her bikini top, while at the same time trying to retrieve her pants and shorts. I popped the cap of another bottle of beer, before poking my head above the fence to say hello to Anna. She looked quite flustered as she greeted me.

“Lovely afternoon” I said.

“Mmmm, it is,” she replied, still looking more than a little flustered,

She was fiddling with the waist band of her shorts, while alternately pulling at her bikini top, almost as if checking everything was where it should be.

“You been up to much today?” I casually enquired.

“Umm not really, just been relaxing in the garden,” she answered

With that brief exchange I dropped back into my garden, smiling, thinking to myself that she didn’t look too relaxed about ten minutes ago.