The weather was wild, trees blowing and rain sideways - it was one of those afternoons as I walked down the old winding path which pretended to be a road, past the window to the old farmhouse. I hadn't known it was finally rented, but it was nice to see lights on and smell the Aga going with fresh wood. My 6"3 broad and lean frame wrapped up in a thick jumper, jeans and wellies, a full head of hair under a cap, I could feel the weather despite my lightly stubbled face being exposed to the elements. 

That was when I caught my glimpse of her. Around 5'4 or 5'5, with the longest, blackest hair you could see, stretched down her long, elegant back, tied in a multi-point ponytail. She moved fluidly, and I saw the bounce of an enticing bust. Taking one quick look again, I strode on along the dark road to the local pub, remembering my glance as a 'peeping tom'. 

It was a familiar route, so I saw lights on and off, movement inside, and furnishings taking shape. At dusk, I saw shadows and outlines against the curtains as I walked past, lingering, wondering about the shapes I saw.  It was almost ten days later when I finally got to meet my alluring almost-neighbour. 

I was walking past her house again, and spring had definitely sprung. She was in the garden this time. Her hair was in a ponytail again, a fitted dress wrapped around her lithe figure, showing proud boobs and a great figure. I stopped, smiling, as I looked up at her. "Hello, welcome. I'm Jim, your nearest neighbour". Looking at me with a small smile, she headed my way. 

Walking towards me, an elegant and clearly strong hand held out to me, her voice was low in tone and inviting as she smiled, saying. "I'm Lowenna, just moved in. Glad you stopped to say hello... this time." The pause was deliberate, with a smile.

I smiled, a slight flush to my cheeks. "Yes, welcome. Are you settling in well? Do you need anything?' 

Returning my gaze, eyes looking me up and down equally, this was clearly a woman not to be trifled with. "Nothing I can think of, Jim, but do feel free to stop in one day" 

With that, Lowenna turned, returning to her gardening, bending to tend a bed, looking over her shoulder, a smile on her face as she saw me looking at her shapely arse and legs. Smiling to myself, I continued on my way towards the village.

Two nights later, a Friday night after a long week had me walking to dinner in the pub - walking past Lowenna's cottage, I saw lights and movement - shapes and outlines behind net curtains. Stopping and looking, it looked like Lowenna was naked and dancing - a stunning figure framed in the window, firm, shapely breasts pointing upwards, a flat stomach and hips gyrating. That was all I could make out. As I watched, the figure withdrew, and I saw lights go on upstairs, curtains being drawn. A little wave of fingers.

Taking a breath, I opened the gate and walked up the path, knocking loudly on the door, filling the frame. I heard a giggle and footsteps down the stairs. Looking, I saw Lowella there in a silk kimono, looking me up and down with an impish smile. 'I thought you might walk on by again. Come in'

As she stepped back, closing the door behind me, I looked her up and down, my large frame towering over her. 'You were waiting for me, with your little show?'

Her eyes twinkled, looking at me. 'Is that so bad?'

Smiling, stepping closer, I could almost smell her. 'You're a naughty one, aren't you, young lady?'

She turned, her shapely arse almost pointed back at me, looking over her shoulder. 'What if I am? What are you going to do about it?'

Stepping forward, I dropped my coat off my shoulders onto a chair. Seeing her looking at me with that smile, I put a hand on her hips and pulled her towards me. She stepped back, a hitch in her breath catching as her back straightened against me.

Standing behind her, close but not pressing into her, I had one hand on her hips, the other moved up her front, fingers gliding over the kimono she was wearing, teasing as my fingers brushed her figure. I felt her breath catch again, her bottom pushing back into me; my fingers grazed her bust and nipples that were poking out. My fingertips grazed over her slender neck as she pushed her head back against me, letting out a guttural groan as I did so. Feeling her head against my shoulder, my fingers stroking her neck, ear against my stubble, her eyes swivelled as she said, 'What took you so long to knock?'

Kissing her behind the ear, fingers stroking her neck, I felt her push back against me, her bum wiggling. Growling into her ear, 'You're a very naughty girl, aren't you, kitten?' 

My fingers tightened lightly as her reply told me, 'You have no idea'. With that, I sat, pulling her with me and across my lap, her legs spread and arse up. I could feel her firm under-breast resting against the side of my firm thigh as I felt her struggle a little, other hand roaming her arse through the kimono 'Is this what you crave young lady?' as I held her there and explored.

I felt a nod of the head as my hands explored down her thigh tops, feeling the heat from her. 'Use your words, young lady.'

'Damn you,' I heard her reply, 'Yes, this is what I crave.'

Smiling, my fingers stroking her neck, my hand landed hard and fast across her left bottom cheek with a resounding 'THWACK', swiftly followed by one across the right cheek. I felt her jolt and instantaneously push back against me, a low growl emitting from deep within her, her head thrown back.

Stroking her firm arse cheeks with my large, strong hand, I could imagine the pink mark and sting. My other hand, tracing down from her neck, inside the gapping kimono, I cupped her generous firm breast, mauling and massaging it as I took a hard nipple between my finger and thumb, pulsing it, twisting.

I could feel her squirm, little mews of contentment emanating from her, as I mauled her boob and stroked her bottom. Pulling the kimono up her thighs and around her hips, I saw the faint lines of summer tan, tracing them with my fingers around the side as I felt her squirm on my lap. Fingers stroking the outline of red hand marks, she looked up at me with a flash of defiant eyes, daring me to do it again. Holding her eyes, stroking, I saw her submit and acquiesce with her eyes. Chuckling to myself, I asked out loud, 'Are you a good girl?'

Squeezing her boob, nipple pulsing between thumb and finger, I waited and toyed with her; looking around at me, she impishly replied simply, 'Sometimes.'

Holding her eye, I raised my hand, bringing it down hard on the back of her thighs, then across her arse cheeks. The sound of flesh on flesh resounding around the room was swiftly followed by a groan from Lowenna. Bringing my hand down, I rubbed her now red, and I imagined stinging flesh. Pulling her cheeks wider, my fingers felt the heat from her.

Bending my head, I kissed her exposed shoulder blade. 'Does that feel nice, kitten?'

Looking at me, her deep black eyes dancing, she nodded, whispering throatily, 'Please, don't stop there.' Smiling to myself, I stood, lifting her - carrying her spread across me, feeling her firm breasts and hard nipples pressing into me. I could hear her laugh and the unexpected movement, trying to balance and not object. Seeing a table, I laid her on it, standing between her legs, the kimono part close and falling between her thighs, protecting her modesty.

Stroking her arm, I looked at her. 'I am going to enjoy feasting on you, Lowenna, I really am.' With sultry eyes, she lay back, resting half up on her elbows, my hands pushing her thighs wider, reaching to pull the kimono cord. I held her eye as I slowly undid it. Reaching up, I pulled it open, looking at her nude for the first time. Licking my lips, I looked her slowly up and down, starting with her eyes, down across her full chest, taking in her naked breasts with full, hard nipples. Moving down, I saw the firmness of her torso and skin, before my eyes moved to her mons and crotch. 

Well coiffured, a patch of well-maintained dark hair adjoining the top of her crotch, cascading down smooth, shaven lips, puffy and glistening in the light. The curve of her bum meeting her toned inner thighs and legs. Raised from my looking, I heard, 'Enjoying the view, Jim?'

Not replying, I scooped my arms under her knee, pulling her to me. Laughing, she slid along the table to my legs wide. Legs spread and pushed back, I moved to kiss her lips, then rolled my tongue, tip lapping her puckered little arse, rimming her bum, probing in. Feeling her squirm, I could feel the heat from her pussy as she pulled away, then pushed down onto my tongue, groaning loudly. Smelling and feeling her sex, I looked to see her wetness flowing down her slit to pool around my tongue as I tongue fucked her tight little bottom. I could hear her breathing harder and faster, moaning louder and louder.

Wanting more, my tongue moved from her little arse along her slide, tracing up across her wet, puffy folds, tracing her as two fingers moved either side of her puffy lips. Pressing down, I pushed her clit from its hood, exposing it. Seeing it pulsing, the tip of my tongue flicked her clit, tasting her for the first time.

Legs hooked and held by my hands, high up and spread wide, I flicked her clit before sucking both her clit and lips between my lips. Pulsing on her, as fingers of one hand stroked her puffy lips. Feasting on her wet pussy, my lips continued to suck her lips and sex as my tongue traced down, sliding between her wet folds, entering her.

Her face, hands, and shirt were soaked from her wetness, as I heard and felt her moan and writhe against me - calling my name and telling me how good it felt. Grinding down, I could feel her wanting more.

As I sucked her clit, my middle finger moved from stroking her lips. The tip parted her puffy lips, sliding inside as I started to finger fuck her tight, velvety pussy. As I pushed deeper, I could feel her hands on the back of my head, pushing me deeper as she started to moan louder. 

My finger curled up into her tight, wet pussy, stroking her wall as I felt her hands pushing me deeper against her and heard her saying, 'Fuck, yes ... just there. Oh Jim, yes, just like that.' I could feel her tight, wet pussy gripping me as I moved it in and out, her clit pulsing; I knew she was close. 

Finger deep inside her, I moved from her pussy. Face glistening with her wetness, I kissed her - hard and deep, tongue pushing into her mouth, so she could taste herself. Tongues dancing, desire consuming us.

Pulling back, my lips returned to her clit, as I pulled my wet finger from her tight little pussy. Stroking her puckered arse, I sucked her clit, pushing my wet fingertip into her bum. I could feel her gasp and tense as I pushed into her, before she groaned loudly and spread her hips wider, relaxing as my finger entered her. I could feel her clit, pulsing between my lips, throb with the sensations. 

A second finger, this time in her pussy, filled her tightly. Hearing her groan and moan, both holes gripping me, I started to finger fuck her arse and pussy as I sucked her hard clit. I could feel her gripping me, both holes so tight, suckind me deeper.

Looking up at her, her hands on her boobs, pulling and mauling her fabulous tits, my other hand reaching up to grip her neck, fingers wrapped around. Holding her, there, fingers deep, held as she rode my fingers and mouth.

Kissing her lips, I bit her shoulder and kissed her lips, bending down to growl in her ear, 'Cum for me, young lady, I want to feel you cum on me as I feast on you like I said I would.'

A guttural moan escaped from deep inside her, a moan of desire and release as my lips clamped on her clit and lips. Fingers buried in her arse and pussy, pumping deep, lifting her with my thrusts, I felt her pushing down onto me.

Her legs tensed, wrapping around my head, clamping my head and hands tight; I felt her explode. Wave after wave of orgasm crashing over her as she gripped my tongue, my fingers, my head. Not stopping, my fingers busy moving in and out, I fingered and sucked through the intensity of her orgasm.

Slowly, more deeply, stroking her insides, I felt her relax and release me. Slowly pulling my fingers from her, I looked up at her sexy body, her boobs still in her hands, head thrown back. Breathing hard, a smile on her face, her eyes turned to me, seeing my wet face and shirt. 'Is this how you welcome all the girls to the village, Jim?'

Kissing her, I tweaked a nipple between wet fingers as I said, 'Only the lucky and naughty ones. Just as well it's the weekend.'