I was a little late getting to work that morning but that was OK, I was delayed getting there. As I was passing my neighbour's apartment door it was a little open, I think she had put the trash out and forgotten to latch it. I'd seen her a few times of the years I'd lived in the same block and we'd occasionally exchanged pleasantries, so I knocked on the door and said "Hello, hello!" but heard no answer. I was going to move on when I heard her calling out in frustration, "Damn it! Damn it!".

I wouldn't normally venture into someone's apartment like this but I was a bit worried and decided I'd better make sure she was alright. I kept calling out hello but I was following the sound of the exclamations and I ended up in the kitchen. My neighbour was laying on the floor and I could see the problem. He faucet was pouring water into the sink and wouldn't shut off. I knew that in my flat the water cock was under the sink but clearly, she was finding it difficult to get to, "Let me try!", she was a bit surprised to see me there but recognising who I was she was she moved out of the way. Sure enough I reached up under the sink and managed to turn the water cock off.

"Well thank goodness!", she said. I hadn't really taken much notice of what she was wearing but now I realised that she wasn't really dressed for company. Like me, she was probably getting ready for work but the problem with the sink had waylaid her preparations. She was wearing, almost a sort of short satin wrap but I could tell underneath she wasn't wearing much else. A mental picture of some black panties flashed in my mind, I think I'd noticed them as she was sprawled on the floor when I came in. My neighbour is in her thirties, about five-five, although a bit taller as she was wearing black pumps and nicely rounded in all the best places. I could see her slim calves opening out into nice thighs disappearing under her wrap and her breasts were pushing against the satin of her wrap as she pulled the belt around it tighter. I suppose she caught me checking her out because she secured the wrap a bit tighter and primped her hair.

"Oh, dear!", she said, "Where are my manners. That was so kind of you. The least I can do is offer you a cup of coffee or breakfast". I told her it was fine and that I needed to get on to work but I still didn't make to move. I could tell there was a certain sexual tension between us but I wasn't too sure what to do.

What she said next surprised me. In a quiet voice she said, "Did you like what you saw, when you came in?". I gulped a reply, "Uh-huh!" (not the most original) and nodded my head. What was I? A schoolboy out behind the gym, or something?

"That's, OK. Do you like women with big breasts?", again I nodded enthusiastically. Spearing me with her eyes, she slowly undid the wrap and pulled it open, standing baring her breasts, without a hint of shyness.

I suppose the correct expression at this point is OMG! She revealed a wonderful pair of truly massive, pendulous breasts. I could only let out a sigh of disbelief and admiration. They were heavy and swollen, with large pink areolas covering their enormous tips. She put her elbow under them to give them some support, "Good, huh?" she asked. I managed to squeak out an inadequate sounding reply, "They are incredible!". Then I hastily added, "Magnificent!"

She let the wrap fall to the ground and revealed the black panties in all their glory I had glimpsed a few minutes earlier, and she twirled around so I could get a good look from behind. From the front they were like briefs but from behind they were like a thong and the thin line of material disappeared between her lovely, well rounded ass cheeks.

I don't think I have ever ‘pounced' on a woman before but before I knew it I was pressing myself up against her and my hands were instinctively reaching round and cupping her fantastic breasts. She didn't object in fact as I was groping, pressing my groin to her ass and nuzzling her neck she whispered encouragement that she was enjoying it. "Pull on my nipples! Tweak them! Rub them!", she exclaimed as I roughly touched them.

I continued to press and grope her breasts, marvelling at how her nipples became erect to my touch. She in turn had reached round and fumbled the button on my jeans apart and was unzipping my fly. Instead of pulling my hardening cock through my flies she used both hands to tug down my trousers and my pants. "I want your cock", she whispered. "I want it inside me. Do you want to put it inside me? Do you?"

"Oh, my god! Yes, yes please!" I managed to utter in a strangled voice, and I began to tug down her panties below her ass and down her thighs. Now my cock was flesh-to-flesh with her wonderful ass crack. It felt so soft and like a silk pillow to my aching cock-flesh. I let go of her breasts and reached down to her groin. I felt a tangle of wiry pubic hair on her mound and with my other hand I reached between her legs from behind and found the entrance to her cunt. First one finger, then two went deep inside her. She was already well lubricated with her excitement. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she exclaimed as I ruthlessly speared her on my fingers and rubbed her mound with my other hand. After a few minutes of doing this she deftly reached between her legs, found my cock and pulled it towards the entrance to her cunt.

With how much I had already excited her it did not take much to thrust up inside her. It was wonderful. Her tunnel parted easily as my cock buried itself inside her. Bending slightly she braced herself against a nearby chair and I gripped her hips. We began a rhythm. Me pulling on her hips and she responding by pushing backwards onto my aching cock. "Oh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she implored me as I fucked her. "You feel so good! You feel so good!" I was replying.

I was edging myself towards a climax, stroking in and out of her increasing wet and sloppy cunt. We each thrust my balls and groin slapped against her ass so that apart from our cries and exhortations there was the lovely rhythmic slap, slap, slap to excite us even further. If I felt I was going to lose it I slow my strokes and begin to hold back - and she would do the same - we both wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as we could. As I slowed again, she disengaged entirely and swung round, sinking to her knees. Deftly she took my cock into her mouth. Then she let it slip out and she began to carefully lick my shaft, from the base to the end. Her tongue flicked into my opening causing me a sharp intake of breath. Then she closed her lips around my shaft fully and started to fuck me with her mouth. In and out and with brief periods when she would just suck on my bell end.

"I don't want to cum in your mouth", I said, "I want to fuck your some more", because in truth it felt so good inside her. She stood up and lay on her back on the kitchen table and spread her legs. I was treated to sight of her proud hairy mound, now streaked with her juices and the sight of her slightly gaping labia enclosing her pink vagina. She pulled her pussy lips apart, "Do you like?" she said? "Mmmmm. Yes! " I replied and now it was my turn to sink to my knees and press my face into between her legs. I could smell and taste our combined sex as my tongue sought out the entrance to her cunt tunnel. I flicked my tongue in and out and she rubbed her clitoris in time.

After a while, almost reluctantly, I stood up and I guided my cock back inside her cunt. I looped her legs over my shoulders so I could penetrate her as deeply as I possibly could. Again she started to exhort my efforts, "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Make me cum! Make me cum!" and he breathing reached a new climax. I could feel her cunt walls beginning to tighten and she begged me not to pull out or stop fucking her. Thrashing her head from side to side I watched her chest heaving and her tits rippling with my strokes - she was clearly having an orgasm.

"I need to cum now" I said, as her breathing began to regulate more. "Can I cum on your tits?"

"Yes, please!" she responded. She got off the table and sank to her knees. I masturbated my cock. I could feel my orgasm rising but I was still not there. She took my cock between her magnificent tits and squeezing them around my shaft proceeded to expertly wank me. It was close to driving me crazy, I knew I was about the let fly, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum!", I was almost shouting, she disengaged my cock from between her cleavage and leaning over her I masturbated my shaft maybe one or two more times before blasting her breasts with the contents of my ball sack. As I was doing so she was grinning and sighing, clearly very pleased at the way I was depositing so much jizz on her tits.

What can I say? We were both exhausted. She took me by the hand and we both got into her shower. I soaped up her magnificent body - especially her breasts - and she made sure my cock was nice and clean. The we got dressed, mostly without even talking. She walked me to the door and kissed me lightly on the lips, "Thank you, lover. Have a nice day".

It was only as I got to work I realised: I had never even asked her name!