"What the fuck!" I cried, pulling on the handle. Shit. It must have locked when I slammed it shut. I almost laughed at the absurdity of standing naked in my back yard while my husband was across town fucking his whore. "Here I am world," I wanted to shout. "Fuck me over some more".Now what? I knew the rest of the doors were locked. We had talked about a keyless entry for our garage but had never gotten around to it. There was a light on next door but I was naked as a jaybird. Well, almost. I slipped the silk robe on, pulling it tightly around me. It didn't have a tie so I held it closed as I traversed the short sidewalk that connected our side yards. Feeling totally foolish and embarrassed, I shivered as I rang Ron's back doorbell.We don't know our neighbor very well except to say hello on the driveway now and then. If it was a shock for him to find a wet, half naked woman on his doorstep, he didn't show it."Hello, Mrs. Ascott," Ron said politely as if I stopped by like this regula
I picked them up and put them to my eyes as I moved slowly back to the window. There he was, working on my sliding glass door like he was standing right in front of me. Okay, he not only could have been watching me, I was pretty certain he had been watching me. I wondered how long this had been going on.As I was trying to assimilate this new information, I saw Ron coming back from my house. I focused the binoculars on his six-pack abs and it was like I could touch them. Was he doing that while I was floating on my back in the pool? Hmm.I couldn't believe how hard my heart was pounding or how excited my pussy was that my sexy black neighbor had been checking me out. What the fuck was wrong with me? I couldn't keep my husband from straying but my voyeuristic neighbor aroused me. I put the binoculars back where I found them, grabbed my robe from Ron's bedroom and was at the bottom of the stairs when he came in the back door."I got it opened, Mrs. Ascott," Ron said as he looked up at m
"What would you do if I brought it over?" I asked quietly."What would you want me to do?" he answered, again side-stepping the question."Do you always turn back questions instead of answering them directly," I asked with a sigh."Only when I don't know the exact answer," he said calmly."You don't know what you'd do to me?" I asked."Not until you've told me what you want," he answered like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to tell him how to seduce me. Maybe it was because I didn't respond or maybe he could see my anxiety through his binoculars but he switched to a more direct invitation."Why don't you come over and we can discuss it while I retrieve my property?" he said, his voice sounding almost an octave lower than it did earlier. When I didn't answer he added without a hint of menace. "You can always just borrow it again and go home.""Okay." I put down the phone and checked my hair in the mirror before I remembered he was still watching. I shrugged at the win
"Look at the ceiling," he said as he tapped a couple of keys on the keyboard. What I had thought was a dark skylight suddenly burst to life as an extra large video monitor mounted in the ceiling and I was looking at my naked body stretched out on his bed.Holy fuck! My eyes bounced back and forth between Ron and the monitor as he waited for my reaction. I didn't know what to think or how to react. There was obviously a camera in the ceiling pointing right down at me."Have you ever watched yourself have an orgasm?" he asked quietly as he crawled onto the bed next to me. I shook my head."Nothing like this," I answered. "Ken and I experimented with it a couple of times but we videoed our love making and watched it later.""With one stationary camera, I imagine," Ron said as he ran his fingers across my pubic mound."Isn't that stationary?" I asked, nodding at the ceiling."Yes, but it's not the only one, watch this." He held up his hand and showed me a small electronic gadget that fit
"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!" I screamed as my orgasm ripped through my body and my pussy spewed forth a flood of fresh cream. I was shaking and panting, spiraling my head from side to side."Don't stop watching," Ron admonished me and I flipped my eyes back to the big screen just in time to see my pussy lips visibly trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. "Have you ever seen anything like that?" he whispered reverently. Never! Fuck! If this is what he does to me with just two fingers what is the rest of the night going to be like.I didn't have long to ponder that question because Ron was kneeling between my legs and lowering his head to my drenched pussy. Looking up, I was surprised to see the stationary camera was again filling the screen with my entire body. I watched as Ron's head moved closer to its target and I was again struck by the dramatic contrast between his black skin and the almost pale whiteness of mine."Fuck! I haven't even caught my breath, Ron," I moaned as his to
My still spasming pussy stretched around his girth and I strained against my ankle cuffs, trying to pull my knees up, to no avail."You are insatiable," Ron whispered as he broke the kiss and smiled at me. "Are we out of control yet?" he asked again and I just rolled my eyes at him. At least I think I did, even my eyes didn't feel like they were mine to control.He started to slowly glide in and out of me and I wondered where I would find the strength to respond to his powerful strokes. After his intense finger and oral stimulations, he was surprisingly patient and gentle as he leisurely rocked his massive cock in and out of my saturated pussy. As the orgasm-induced fog cleared from my brain, I realized he was finally giving me a chance to catch my breath, albeit with a huge cock inside of me as a major distraction."You feel better than anyone I've ever known," he said tenderly as he lightly brushed his lips against mine."You make me feel better than anyone ever has," I answered, li
"OHHHHH FUUUUK!" I screamed as my orgasm exploded and my body shook with earthquake level tremors. Fuck! I was convulsing uncontrollably as I clung to his muscular frame with both my legs and my arms wrapped around him.Ron had slammed his cock into me at the first sign of my orgasm and, with his hands squeezing my ass cheeks, kept himself completely immersed in my spasming pussy throughout my prolonged climax. I was still quivering when he settled us back onto the bed and I finally opened my eyes. I almost smiled at the video monitor's view of my pale white limbs wrapped around this dark stallion of a man.Ron kissed me very gently and for the first time my hands held him tightly against me as they tentatively explored the topography of his solid flesh. Fuck! I had lost count of how many orgasms I had when Ron started moving inside of me again. What? I pulled my head back and looked at him."You didn't cum?" I asked incredulously."I have a lot of self-control and stamina," he smiled
Ron's cock was so long that even with both hands around it, one against the base and the other right next to it, there was still enough room for me to suck his cockhead completely into my mouth. Damn! He arched his back as I sucked him like a lollipop, swirling my tongue around as I lightly jacked his cock with my hands. He was pushing up, trying to get more of it into my mouth but I held him off, slurping on his swollen cockhead until I felt his arousal start to build.Holy shit! His cock was pushing my fingers apart as it thickened and extended into a fully erect tower of manhood. I released my left hand and let half of his length slide into my mouth as he moaned his appreciation."Ahhhh, Beth! That feels so fucking good," he sighed as I kept one hand around the base and pumped his lengthy cock in and out of my wide-stretched mouth.Instead of working up a steady rhythm, I alternated between sucking him and licking up and down the length of his imposing shaft. Swiping my tongue alon
Between his looks and his heavy money, Riccardo Bainchi could have anybody on this planet. He had gone out with plenty of women who were half his age without wrinkles and stretch marks, those who could still give him kids.I had dedicated my life to him, had given up all hopes and dreams I had because the money was nice and he treated me better than some of the other jobs I had in my teens. I never got a college education so the opportunities had always been limited. I had nothing to offer him.Before I could voice any of those concerns, he was at my side. He took my chin in his hand, pulled me closer to him, and kissed me hard on the mouth. I stiffened in his hold for a brief moment, wondering if this was all some sort of… joke.But Riccardo didn’t make jokes, especially not with me.“Riccardo,” I whispered between kisses. “Wh-What are you doing?”He seized my waist and lifted me onto the table, almost immediately dropping to his knees between my thighs. I leaned my arms back on the
Riccardo Bianchi scrolledthrough his phone at the head of the dining table with an empty glass of whiskey in front of him. After wiping down the kitchen counter, I refilled the glass, my hand trembling from the nerves zipping through me right now.I had worked for the Bianchi Family for nearly thirty years and had never asked for a night off because I had never quite needed it before now. Riccardo gave me more than enough time during the week to spend my days doing whatever I wanted with his dirty money.But I wanted to go out Friday night with a man I had met at the grocery store. He had worked there for the past five years, but I had never gotten the courage to talk to him besides some desperate little smiles here and there.“What’s wrong?” Riccardo asked.“N-Nothing!” I said too quicklyHe grabbed my shaky hand, stopping me from pouring any more. “Ophelia.”Sucking in a breath, I placed the bottle of alcohol down on the counter and hurried toward the front of the table to distance
She turned off the buzzing toy and climbed up next to me. Her breath smelled like beer and my musk, but I didn't care. I kissed her, holding her face between my hands. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue between her teeth. "I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you kiss me," she said.I found her wet and open when my fingers reached her mons. I pressed her back against the pillows and kissed her with abandon. She began to move against my palm, making quiet mewing sounds as I rubbed up and down. Every kiss was open, every bite a tease. I ground myself against her side, while my fingers slid along and between her slit.She was holding back. I could tell she didn't want it to be over too soon. I began to kiss her neck and ears, enjoying her biting my shoulder as I worked her closer to the edge. She began to hold her breath, just like John had when he got close. I grabbed her hair and pulled to expose her neck as she had done to me."Oh, fuck yes," she whispered as I licked
I hadn't been entirely honest with Jules. She was the only woman I'd ever thought of sexually. There were a few times when my imaginary lover grew softer curves and longer hair. It was usually after I'd woken from a dream and I couldn't sleep again without finding release. In those drowsy moments, as my fingers rubbed, it was her breasts I touched, and her mouth I kissed. And when my release came, it was her name I whispered. I was ashamed I hadn't told her.Admitting it in my journal didn't change the way I felt about John. Being with him was satisfying in ways that being with Jules couldn't replace. I loved his rough skin when he didn't shave. I loved holding onto his strong shoulders as he entered me. I loved the way he called my name when he emptied himself into me. John and I had connected so powerfully that I now feared losing him as much as I did Jules. It was hard to believe I'd only known him two weeks.I'd fallen for someone wonderful, my best friend had become something mor
Jules spoke before I had a chance to say anything. "She's my wife. It doesn't matter how old she is."Now he looked even more skeptical. "Ya'll are married?" he asked, his tone implying he didn't believe her.I was confused and turned to ask her what she was doing, but Jules reached around my shoulders and pulled me close. She kissed me, moving her mouth against mine and knocking all other thoughts out of my head. I forgot everything as she took my breath away. She stopped after a few lovely moments and turned back to him. "See?"His eyes opened wide as he licked his lips. "Uh, fine. You're married," he said. Then he turned to go back to the bar, looking back over his shoulder at us twice as he went.I was hot suddenly and took off my coat. "That was unexpected.""You wanted a beer, didn't you?""Yes," I agreed, putting my coat down next to me on the seat. "That was ... wow."When he brought over the beers and sat them down in front of us, he asked, "Ya'll want me to run a tab?""Can
"Anyway, he started asking more and more questions. I could tell he was worried about me moving too fast. He tried to make you seem like some backwoods gold digger and I nearly popped him in the mouth for it," he said, sounding angry with his words clipped short."He just doesn't know me. Jules is worried you just want someone to hook up with that won't complicate your life on campus.""Fuck 'em both, then." he said with a grim laugh."I need to tell you something," I said, but he didn't seem to hear me."Look, you don't know everything that's happened over the last couple of years. Mike's been a good friend. He's helped me get through some serious shit. Even so, you don't have to worry about him changing my mind. I've never felt like this about anyone before. Let them worry. You still trust me, don't you?""Yes.""Then hang tough, only four more weeks and I'll be there. I may even bring the bastard along to put this shit to rest. Hey, maybe we could set him up with Jules?""We can tr
"You mean, John..." She trailed off for a second. "Wait, he took your virginity and all he gave you for Christmas was a fucking calendar?""That calendar was his promise to me. He's coming back in four weeks, with more trips to follow! If you hadn't flown off the fucking handle, I'd have told you--""Oh my God, you can't start dating your cousin! What would I tell Susan?""Why the hell not? It's not like we're actually related or did you forget that part?" When she didn't say anything right away, I took advantage and tried to catch my breath. Glancing back at Jules, I found her standing in the doorway of the closet with the strangest look on her face."You still could've told me, Kate," said Mom, sounding much calmer, but my frustration was beyond my control."Yes, I could have, but with the way you've reacted so far, I'm not sure it would have turned out any different.""Just come home. I've been worried sick about you. I haven't been able to sleep since you left."I laughed out loud
Niro's looked a little like a brown house from the outside, but the interior featured a green and white theme with garish accents in yellow and red. We lined up and ordered our dogs, taking seats in the crowded dining room. Mine was fully loaded with tomatoes, pickles, peppers, and onions, and I knew I'd pay for it later, but I hadn't been able to resist my favorite. Jules had hers with everything except the onions."You're going to regret that later," I said.She looked up at me, puzzled. "What?""Not eating onions." I looked at her with a wicked grin. It was still so odd to see her and want to kiss her. I kept thinking of her as my friend, but then my racing heart would correct me every time I looked at her."I don't mind onion breath." Picking up a single fry, she slipped it between her lips seductively, and whispered, "As long as it's yours."I could feel my face grow hot and had to look away for a moment. When her foot slid up my calf, I chuckled. "You'd better eat fast. I'm alre
The hunger I felt for her couldn't stop my mind from comparing our bodies. My own lips were smaller, and my sensitive nub didn't protrude like hers did. Her flavor was amazing, coppery and bright with an almost electric spark. I'd tasted my own arousal before, but this was like drinking lightning from the clouds. Her wetness spread along my lips and cheeks as she began to moan. When she reached her peak, she was completely still, but her thighs trembled against my face. After she'd cried out, her pulsing finish triggered another fit of giggles as she pushed my face away. I kissed her fingers when she put them under my chin to pull me up."Stop, too intense," she said. "Come here and kiss me. Was that enough to blot out the bad memory?"I was feeling greedy. "No, but it was a good start."When I snuggled down next to her again, we looked into each other's eyes. "It makes a difference when it's you," she murmured, seeming surprised, and it puzzled me."Did you imagine it wouldn't?""I'v