Chapter 1
The tongue sliding over my cockhead was hot and wet. The lips that followed, squeezing and sucking, were even better. I ran my fingers through Toni's silky blonde hair and urged her to take me deeper. She did so, allowing me to touch the back of her throat, moaning around my meat at the same time.
She pulled her mouth off of me briefly. My dick jutted up out of my lap, glistening with her spit. She pumped me slowly, using her fingers to smear the wetness up and down my entire shaft. And then I was in her mouth again, that busy tongue brushing my nerve bundle one minute and probing into my piss slit the next. At the same time, her warm hands cradled my balls, kneading them lovingly.
Now I was the one moaning as a gusher of pre-cum bubbled up and out.
Again, she released me and rubbed my wet knob back and forth across her lips like a giant lipstick. Another load of pre-cum oozed from me and mixed with her spit. When she lifted her face, we were still connected by a long, silvery strand of the mixture of our fluids.
"Do you fuck as good as you taste?" she asked. "Let's find out," I answered.
My voice shook as badly as the hands that reached for her. As I maneuvered her onto her back on the bed, I thought of her husband. How many times I had seen them together jogging around the neighborhood and envied him for having this all to himself! I didn't even dare dream that I had a chance.
God, Toni was beautiful!
Her long, blonde hair clung to her sweaty skin and her small but firm breasts jiggled seductively with every movement. Long legs, tanned, muscular and strong, opened for me eagerly. My eyes traveled down her supple, young body to the base of her flat stomach where there were more blonde curls. This patch of gold was halved neatly by two swollen lips.
She moaned and humped upward impatiently.
Even as I watched, her clit became visible, erect and throbbing. The tiny mouth of her cunt, wet and sucking, beckoned to me. Her heady woman-scent reached my nose and my dick throbbed with anticipation. It was so hard, it hurt, and my balls ached.
I knelt between her legs, giving her just the tip of my rod. She moaned again and I echoed that throaty sound as her scalding oils coated my cockhead.
"I want it all," she whispered, humping upward again.
"All of what?" I asked, giving her another inch or so.
"All of your cock," she answered readily. Up until then, she had been looking down to where we were joined. Now her big blue eyes met mine. They glittered feverishly, glazed with lust.
Hearing the word come from this petite beauty thrilled me. My hips thrust forward involuntarily and another two inches disappeared inside of her.
"Beg for it," I grunted, forcing myself to remain motionless.
"Please, give me your big cock," she whimpered. Her pussy sucked noisily on me and she shuddered through a mini-cum. "My pussy needs to be stuffed with your meat."
Over half of my dick was buried between her legs now. I could see it stretching her pink lips wide and I could feel her strong, inner muscles pulling at me. Holding my breath, I covered her breasts with both hands, palming the nipples.
"Your cock is so big," she moaned, louder than before. Her eyes were closed and her pretty face was a mask of concentration. "I need to cum so bad. Please, baby, make me cum all over your big dick."
By the time she finished the last sentence, I was buried to the hilt. My balls were nestled against her ass and her pussy stroked my dick like a thousand fingers. I slid my hands down her body and up underneath her ass, pulling her even closer.
"Fuck me," she whimpered, wrapping her legs around me. "Fuck me."
That set me in motion. I withdrew until only my cockhead remained between her lips. My shaft was dripping wet and even harder than before. I drove myself into her again, hard enough to make both of us grunt. She took everything I had and reached for more, grinding her body against mine. Soon, we were moving together like a well-oiled machine.
"Give me that dick," she grunted as she bucked against me. "Give me that big fucking dick."
Her words thrilled me almost as much as the hot, tight pussy wrapped around my cock. As our excitement increased, our steady rhythm accelerated. Thick, wet sounds filled the room as I churned her juices to a froth. The bed danced with our furious fucking. Her throaty sounds of pleasure grew louder and louder.
"Cumming!" she squealed. "Jesus, I'm cumming!"
Determined to please Toni, I held my breath and tried to concentrate on anything except the woman gyrating wildly beneath me. I rode high on her mound, smashing her clit between us again and again. Her pussy pulsed around my plunging dick and her natural lubrication bubbled up and out.
Slowly, she returned to reality. Her breathing slowed and she opened her eyes. Her cunt was still clutching at my dick but not quite as frantically as before.
"You're still hard," she breathed.
I nodded. "The better to fuck you with, my dear."
Again, my thoughts returned to her husband. A million questions flooded my brain. Did he please her like this? I wanted to ask, but she smiled, pulled my face toward hers and kissed me. She sucked on the tip of my tongue and then gave me hers in return.
"Get on top," I whispered when we came up for air. "I want to watch you ride."
I found myself on my back with the beautiful blonde squatting on top of me. Her hot pussy hovered over my cockhead for a heartbeat and then she lowered her body, squeezing me as I slithered deep inside. She gasped just as she had before when I filled her to capacity, and her ragged breathing matched mine.
"Damn, you're so hot and tight," I muttered. Thrusting upward gently, I squeezed her ass with both hands.
"You make me so wet," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Toni lifted herself off of me and then sank back down again several times. I watched the muscles in her thighs ripple with every movement and then gazed up at her perfect, pear-shaped breasts. The nipples looked to be as big as my thumb and I reached for them.
Without missing a stroke, the young woman leaned forward, dangling her luscious globes in my face. She allowed me to tongue first one and then the other. When the candy-pink nubs were gleaming wetly, I captured them in my hands and sucked both into my mouth at the same time.
"Yeah," she breathed. Her pussy slid up and down my pole even faster. "Sucking and fucking at the same time."
She was even hotter inside than before. As her excitement increased, her pussy grew tighter and tighter. Her throaty sounds of pleasure filled the room.
Again, I let my thoughts wander along with my hands. I squeezed her sweaty hips with both hands, pulling her down against me even harder. I met her stroke for stroke. Just when I thought I was going to explode, she climaxed.
Toni slammed her body against mine and worked her hips in a wicked little circle. Her pussy clamped down on my dick, sucking hard. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to regain control of myself. My whole body was screaming for release.
My balls had already moved into firing position and were full of boiling spunk.
"Turn around," I whispered when she had calmed down somewhat. "I want to see everything."
She did as I asked, whimpering as she lifted herself off of me and turned around. Now I could watch from the rear as she knelt over me, spreading her legs wide. I held my cock steady by the base with one hand and parted her lips with the other. Both of us moaned when I was inside of her steamy snatch again.
"It feels so good," she groaned as she moved up and down slowly.
"And it looks good," I told her. "Come on, baby, ride it."
With a little sound, she began moving faster, taking me even deeper than before. There was no way I could lie still, not with that hot cunt sliding up and down my cock. I thrust upward steadily, spearing her hungry hole with my cock again and again. At the same time, I squeezed her ass cheeks together tightly. Then I pulled them wide. Her little wet ass-hole winked at me and I teased it with my thumb.
"I like that," she moaned, humping me even faster. "Rub my ass-hole."
Within the next few minutes, my thumb was buried in her rectum past the first knuckle.
"Yes, baby, yes," she hissed, her pussy squeezing me again.
I knew there would be no holding back this time. The cum had already streaked all the way up my shaft and was simmering dangerously close to the head.
"Cumming!" Her pussy began to pulse and her ass clamped down on my thumb.
I roared and bucked upward, driving myself to the hilt.
The chimes of the doorbell were distant, but loud enough to jerk me back to reality with a thud.
I opened my eyes to find myself alone.
Instead of being in the bedroom, I was in the living room. I was sitting on a stool I'd pulled up to the window so I could watch Toni jog by the house. My shorts were tangled around my ankles, my bare chest covered with sweat.
And instead of my gorgeous neighbor's tight pussy wrapped around my dick, it was my own hand.
The doorbell rang again. "Lucas, are you all right?"
The voice belonged to another neighbor. At the request of my wife, Liz (and several other neighbors) stopped by every afternoon to make sure I had everything I needed. Right after the accident that broke my ankle, I was in so much pain, I didn't care whether anyone was there or not. Then, as the weeks passed and I began to heal, I found myself looking forward to their visits.
But not this time!
I was still hard as a rock, my fantasy about Toni receding slowly. Spotting a blanket on the sofa, I hobbled in that direction. I had just pulled it over my lap and flipped on the TV when she entered the room.
"Were you asleep?" she asked.
"Sort of," I lied.
"When you didn't answer the door, I was worried that you'd fallen and hurt yourself or something," she explained, a smile of relief warming her lean face. "I let myself in with the key Peg gave me."
Liz was tall with long arms and legs, tanned from many hours working in her yard. Her dark hair was very short and she always wore jeans and T-shirts. I couldn't remember ever seeing her in a dress or even shorts. There was a rumor around the neighborhood that she was having an affair with another woman and that her husband approved.
Despite her rugged, not-so-feminine appearance, I found her attractive. Over the past few weeks, I had also discovered that she was quite intelligent, and enjoyed her dry sense of humor. I'd even been tempted to ask her about the rumors, but somehow the timing had never been right.
"No, I'm fine," I assured her.
I adjusted the blanket, making sure it did not give away my aroused state. My dick was as hard as before, but it had stopped throbbing.
"Do you want a snack or anything?" she asked, looking a little concerned. Normally, we shared a cup of coffee and some conversation.
"Really, Liz, I'm just fine. I had a big lunch," I insisted, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice.
She looked a little hurt. "Okay, if you're sure," she said and stood up.
"I'm positive," I said, forcing a smile and trying not to sound relieved.
"Peg asked me to lay out some chicken for supper," she said as she started from the room.
That's when I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were tiny, almost nonexistent, but the shadow of her little, dark nipples seemed to burn a hole in my brain even after she left the room.
While listening to her moving around in the kitchen, I slipped a hand under the blanket and squeezed my dick. It began to throb again almost immediately. Glancing toward the doorway, I parted my legs slightly and cupped my bloated balls with my other hand. They were even fuller than before. I closed my eyes and pictured Liz naked, fondling her tiny breasts with both hands. My hand moved slowly up and down my dick.
"Well, that should do it," she said, striding back into the room.
I jumped in surprise and released my cock. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my underwear lying on the floor just under the edge of the sofa. I prayed that Liz didn't notice.
"Lucas, are you sure you're okay?" she asked, placing the back of her hand against my forehead.
Her fingers felt cool against my feverish flesh. I hoped she didn't realize I was trembling.
"Are you taking some different medication or something? Running a fever? Your eyes look downright glassy."
"I've just been lying around here too long," I said. "I'll be fine once I can get back to work."
Liz wasn't completely convinced, but she was putting on her jacket, preparing to leave. "Peg will be home soon, but you call me if you need anything."
"I will," I promised.
I remained motionless, hardly daring to breathe until the sound of her car faded. Then I sank down deeper into the cushions of the sofa and pushed the blanket aside. My dick jutted proudly toward the ceiling, harder than before. It seemed to grow even longer when I stroked it and the knob turned a deep red color. Precum bubbled from the tip. I caught the fluid in my palm and moaned as I smeared it into my shaft.
I had not masturbated since my marriage to Peg eight years earlier and then it had never been an everyday occurrence. Actually, for the past few years, both of us had been so busy building our careers (she works for a law firm and I supervise several projects at a time for a large construction company) that sex had become routine, something we did almost like a habit.
Suddenly, though, unable to do anything but stay home and recuperate from a broken ankle, sex was all I could think about. When I'd spotted Toni jogging earlier that day, my fantasies had gotten the better of me.
Closing my eyes, I allowed my fantasies to return full force. Only, this time, it wasn't the beautiful blonde Toni sliding up and down my dick. It was Liz. She held her hairless lips wide with two fingers as she straddled me. Her talented pussy literally sucked me up inside.
"Now, that's what I call a dick," she moaned as she began moving up and down.
In reality, it was my hand flying up and down my pole, my fingers squeezing rhythmically, putting just enough pressure on the end. I moaned as more pre-cum oozed out of my dick and ran down the sides. Soon, one leg was over the back of the sofa, the other resting on the coffee table. I humped my hand with abandon.
"Suck his balls." That would be Liz barking commands to her female lover, Toni.
I squeezed my balls, coaxing the cum up into my shaft. My grunts of pleasure filled the room and mingled with the slapping sound of flesh on flesh as my fantasy continued. "Rim his ass-hole."
Beautiful, blonde Toni would obey and I teased my sensitive ass-hole with my long finger pretending it was her tongue.
"Tongue his ass," she growled as the first tremors of climax shook her.
I was the one growling. The hand flying up and down my dick was nothing but a white blur. I pushed my finger into my ass and wiggled it around in a small circle.
"Fuck," I grunted as hot cum streaked toward the end of my dick. "Fuck, fuck."
Liz humped faster. Toni's tongue wormed its way deeper into my ass.
With a low roar, I bucked upward one last time and exploded. Stream after stream of hot spunk blasted from the end of my dick, flying high into the air. They landed with little wet splats on my chest and stomach and thighs. It felt like the whole end of my dick blew off, so thrilling I did not want it to end. My ass-hole squeezed my finger hard.
Even after the spurting stopped, I continued pumping myself, milking every drop from my now-empty balls. Moaning softly, I watched as the white fluid ran down over my fingers, puddling in the dark hairs of my crotch. Finally, I pulled my finger from my ass-hole and forced myself back to earth.
I must have dozed off for a while, because when I woke up, it was beginning to get dark outside. Peg would be home soon and I needed to get cleaned up.
Folding the blanket neatly on the end of the sofa, I grabbed my discarded underwear and limped toward the bathroom. There, I wrapped a plastic bag around my cast and stepped into a hot shower-and started thinking about Liz and Toni again.
By the time I dried off and put on clean clothes, I was half-hard and more than ready for my wife to come home. We hadn't had sex since the accident, and I was going to make up for lost time!