The next morning came as a surprise. I don’t even remember falling asleep. I remember at one point, while I was still inside of Eli and still somewhat hard, I picked her up and held her to me as I laid on my back. When I tried to pull out of her, she insisted I stay inside of her. So I did, and she laid on top of me. She pulled the covers over top of us, and I stared into her baby blue eyes as she stared back at me with a big smile on her face. I remember her fingers playing with my hair and her nails gently moving across my scalp. Eli must have some magic fingers because I haven’t slept that well in months. Sunlight was starting to peek through the blinds, and I knew it was still early. Eli was sleeping peacefully, her head resting on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. I sat up slowly, trying not to wake her. Watching her sleep so peacefully was a wonderful feeling. My eyes traced down her body to the soft lips between her thighs. The previous night’s events came rushing back to me in a flurry of emotions and memories. I looked over at Tiff’s motionless form, sound asleep on the other side of the bed.
I couldn’t help but stare at the bare lips between Eli’s thighs. A faint trace of milky white cum peeked out from between her lips. That was the second time I came in Eli. I should be terrified that she could get pregnant. Hell, I was mortified when Emily gave me a pregnancy scare. I should be terrified that she isn’t on birth control and yet still wants me to cum in her. She should be terrified she could get pregnant. Yet, here we were. We have barely known each other a week, and yet why does the prospect of getting Eli pregnant not terrify me? I knew at that very moment that my little swimmers could be in her womb forming a baby. Yet, something about it just felt right. Something about Eli just felt right.
I started to rise slowly from the bed when I felt a hand grab my arm and pulled me back. I looked back as I saw Eli, with her eyes still closed, clamped tightly to my arm.
“Where are you going?” she asked sleepily.
“I was thinking about going back to my apartment. I don’t want to wear out my welcome,” I told her as I tucked a strand of her red hair behind her ear.
She grabbed my hand and held it to her cheek, “No, I don’t want you to go.”
“You sure?”
Eli pulled hard on my arm, drawing me back down to her on the bed. The warmth of her naked body against mine felt great, and I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against me as her arms wrapped around my neck.
“Don’t leave me, Henry,” she begged, “Spend the weekend with me? Isn’t that what boyfriends and girlfriends do?”
I thought for a moment, knowing this was probably super early for her on the weekend and cursing the internal alarm clock that I never got rid of after my time in the Navy. She wanted me to lay in the bed with her and cuddle while she went back to sleep. I knew I would spend that time staring at the ceiling and walls, wide awake.
“I tell you what,” I whispered, “How about we get up and take a shower. After that, we can get dressed, and I will take you out to your favorite coffee shop, my treat.”
Her eyes shot open at the word ‘coffee.’ The look of pure excitement filled her face as her baby blues sparkled at me in the early morning light. She held her hands out and reached for me.
“Carry me?” she asked in a helpless tone.
It was so adorable, I couldn’t help but oblige her request. Scooping her up behind her head and her knees, I lifted her off the bed. Gently, I carried her into the hallway and into the bathroom. She reached over and flipped on the light switch next to the door, causing us both to blink and rub our eyes. I set her down in front of the mirror and started the water in the shower. Looking back at her, I couldn’t help but laugh at her moment as she looked into the mirror. She looked at herself in disgust as she pulled at rebellious strands of hair. She looked over at me and realized I was watching her.
“Stop laughing at me,” she pouted, “I have bed and sex hair. I look horrible.”
Standing up, I stood behind her in the mirror and wrapped my arms around her chest, “I think you look like a fire-kissed angel.”
“More like a demon dragged through the dirt,” she continued to pout.
“I’m serious, Eli,” I told her as I rested my head against hers, “When I thought I was alone and battling my own darkness, you’re the angel who took my hand and walked me towards the light. Because of you, I feel more like myself. So you can see what you want in the mirror, but when I look at you, I see the angel who saved me from myself.”
Eli’s hand covered her mouth, and I could see in the mirror as her eyes began to well up, “Henry, that has to be the sweetest thing a guy has ever said to me.”
“I meant every word,” I told her before smacking her ass, “Now get your sexy angel ass in the shower.”
She squeaked and bounced across the bathroom, giggling as she stepped into the shower. I followed close behind her, admiring her sexy ass. The hot water felt great on my feet as I tucked the shower curtain close behind us. Eli was already soaking down her hair under the shower head by the time it turned around. Her arms above her head, and head back, it was clear she was exaggerating her movements as her breasts and nipples waved at me. She turned around, bending at the hip to grab her shampoo bottle. Her bubbly ass pushed towards me, and I watched as her mound blossomed out into a beautiful-looking pink flower between her thighs. She was bending over much farther than she needed to, and long after she had grabbed her shampoo bottle, she looked back and watched me admire her body. It was clear she was waiting for something from me, so I touched the back of her thigh with my fingertips and let them trace up to her leg towards her pink mound. When my fingers reached their target, I pushed with my finger a little, splitting her lips and pressing on her clit. When my finger reached her opening, she pushed herself back in an attempt to get me to slip a finger into her.
I jerked my hand back, not out of disgust, but because she got to tease me last night, now it was my turn. Her head snapped around to give me a glare, and I just smiled back at her. Squirting the bottle all over her hair, she started to work up a lather, as she moved her hips side to side as my cock rested between her cheeks. I know she could feel my manhood growing stiffer by the second as it started to press deeper between her cheeks. She bent over again, rinsing her hair again as she rubbed her pink folds up and down my length. Every time she would get high enough, my tip would press against her opening; I sank down a little to throw her aim off. I know what she wanted, and after last night, she was going to have to work for it. Grabbing her luffa, she squeezed the bottle as strawberries filled the air.
“Allow me,” I insisted as I took the luffa from her, working it into a bubbly ball.
Eli turned around, her face etched with frustration. I casually played as if I didn’t have a clue as to what she was upset about. Taking my time, I washed her freckle-kissed skin, spending extra time on her breasts, thighs, and ass, letting the fabric of the luffa tease her for me. Soft, subtle moans escaped her lips as my fingers and the luffa explored every inch of her body and covered her in soap suds. By the time I finished and rose to my feet, the hungry look in her eye was unmistakable. Eli’s eyes stayed locked on mine as I placed one hand on her cheek and my other hand on her hips, slowly walking her back into the cascading water. Letting my fingers reach through her hair, I gently squeezed the back on her neck and pulled her lips to mine. I loved the taste and feel of her lips on mine. Her arms wrapped around my chest as we kissed, and my free hand splashed water onto her in an effort to rinse the suds off of her. I don’t know what it was about kissing Eli, but just feeling the softness of her bare skin against mine made harder than I’ve ever been. The warmth of her body pressed against my cock as it throbbed against her was amplified as her fingers wrapped around me and she slowly started to stroke me.
With one hand, she stroked me, letting her fingers glide across my sensitive spots. I moaned softly as her fingers worked their magic on my shaft. So sensual and intense was her teasing, I had to close my eyes just to not be overwhelmed to the point where I could no longer stand. With her other hand, she ran the luffa across my body, slowly and sensually.
The luffa didn’t miss a spot as she took her time washing me. After washing my cock and balls, she used two hands to work the soap up my shaft, almost making me cum in the process. She giggled when I jumped as he luffa slipped between my ass cheeks. After that, she dropped the luffa to the floor and tugged at my cock to guide me under the showerhead. The hot water was much warmer than I am used to, but that’s the risk you run when showering with a woman. Her fingers, soft and gentle, pushed the water around, cleansing me of the soap suds.
With no warning at all, she shoved me with both hands against the back of the shower. It snapped me back to reality as she held me against the wet, cold surface. She was all of 110lbs, and I was nearly 210lbs. I could have easily overpowered her if I’d wanted to, but the look in her eyes was one of burning desire, lust, and demand. Eli’s eyes never left mine as she went down to her knees, one hand pushing and holding onto my stomach as she dropped. Her other hand wrapped around the base of my shaft as her pink tongue emerged from her mouth. A flick of her tongue made my whole body tingle with pleasure and electricity. She focused on the spot on the bottom of my cock, just below the tip, as her tongue flicked rapidly up and down. Every muscle in my body tightened with every touch of her tongue. All I could do was close my eyes and hold onto the shower rod and the wall of the shower as the pleasure and electrifying sensation consumed me.
I moaned loudly, as she took me into her mouth, my tip stopping at the back of her mouth. Her hand pressed against her lips as she worked my length up and down. I could feel the rings holding the shower curtain dig into my palm as she overwhelmed me with the blowjob of my life. My legs started to feel like jello, and I wasn’t sure how long I was going to last. Already her hungry mouth and soft fingers were making me feel better than a girl had made me feel in years. I couldn’t help moaning out every time she slipped me into her mouth. I could feel her tongue dance across the bottom of my cock. I could feel my tip pushing against her throat. I could feel the suction of her lips wrapping around my girth. I don’t know how or why Eli was so good at this, and at the moment, I didn’t care.
“Eli, fuck!” I moaned out, “Slow down; you’re going to make me… Oh my God!”
She didn’t slow down. She didn’t even lose her stride. If anything, she sped up and sucked harder.
“Oh fuck! Eli, baby, I’m going to… GAH!”
Author: NavyRigger
Playing With Fire – Part 1 (Male Perspective, Minor Degradation, Oral Sex, PIV, Creampie, Unprotected, Caught, Long Read)
I threw my duffle bag down on my bed and collapsed on top of it. A twelve-hour drive was exhausting. The trip home had been my first trip home in several months. My sisters were happy to see their big brother home for a few days, plus Mom and Dad were glad to see I was doing okay. Well, as good as I could anyways. A three-day weekend at home was just what I needed to get my head back on right, considering recent events had led me to a dark place. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I was out of the darkness completely, but the trip home had definitely brightened me up a bit.
Staring up at the ceiling of my room in the three-bedroom apartment, I just zoned out. All I could think about was how I needed to focus on my studies and get into a routine, and in time the darkness and pain would fade. It was my third year at the University of Alabama, and I was working on my major studies. I wanted to get my business degree with a minor in marketing, and four years in the U.S. Navy paid for just about everything. The plan was to get my degree and then go work for my Dad, who currently ran our small family restaurant. I say small, but even in the midst of the pandemic we actually saw an increase in sales. Centrally located, the local manufacturing plants in our town were only a couple blocks away, and the patrons from those plants made our family business one of the most popular lunch spots for miles. Dinner sales weren’t bad either, especially on the weekends. Problem was, my Dad was getting old. Already two years past retirement age, the wear and tear of the job was taking a toll on him. Knowing how tough of an old geezer he really is, I judge he has another three years in him at least before he concedes. I wanted to be prepared to step in those shoes when that moment happens.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 13 (Rough Sex, Wedding, Creampie, Pregnant)
Two months from Riza’s due date…
The wedding was small, simple, but beautiful. Counting everyone’s plus one that attended, all in all, there was a grand total of fifty-five people. Fifty-seven if you want to count the photographer and the pastor. I was raised as a Southern Baptist, and Riza is non-denominational, so she defaulted to my preferences for the wedding. I actually requested that the pastor from my church when I was growing up do the vows. Pastor Daniels was a significant influence in my life when I was growing up. I never met my father, but my mother always tried to keep a positive father figure around the house. It wasn’t until after I graduated and was in college that my mother actually found true love. She has been married to my father-in-law for almost ten years now. As such, Pastor Daniels had always been sort of my father figure. The father of two girls four years my senior, he and his wife admitted one day that I was the son they never had. I can’t say for sure, and he will never admit it, but I am pretty sure Pastor Daniels cried when I called to not only invite him to my wedding but to perform the vows as well, despite the fact he had been retired for four years now.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 12 – [MMF][PIV][Oral][Deepthroating][Blindfolded][Cuffed][Double Penetration][Anal Play][Anal][Creampie]
A sharp kick to my ribs by our little girl snapped me awake. Almost six months into the pregnancy and this little lady growing in my belly grew more and more persistent as the days went on. Often I found myself daydreaming of what she would look like. Would she have my eyes? Would she have Kurt’s hair? What kind of personality would she have? Secretly, I hoped she would have the same outgoing and headstrong personality that her daddy had. Remembering back to my childhood with my mother, and the attitude I had growing up, if our little girl took after me, Kurt and I were in big trouble. I felt his arm wrapped around me as his hand rested on my breast. I hugged his arm tightly to me and snuggled my butt and back against him. Kurt spoiled the hell out of me, and he doted our future daughter. Without even asking, he set up her nursery. Not once did he complain while he painted the room, and then spent hours putting all of the furniture together. Nor did he complain when I spent more than an hour having him move the same furniture in the nursery around until it was in just the right spot.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 11 – [M/F][Fingering][Teasing][Oral][Begging][Creampie][Anal Fingering][L-Bomb]
*The week following Amy’s birthday…*
“Hey baby?” Riza asked as she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist.
“Yes, my love?” I asked her as I flipped our pancakes on the griddle.
“Can you take some time off of work?”
“For what? Something wrong? You feeling ok?”
“Yes, I’m fine,” she said meekly, leaving me not feeling fully convinced she was feeling ok.
“You don’t sound like everything is fine,” I said as I turned around and kissed her, noting the distracted look on her face, “Come on Riza. I can see something is bothering you.”
She looked into my eyes, and I could tell whatever she wanted to say was bothering her, but she was afraid to spit it out. Twice she opened her mouth to speak and then closed it before something came out. I reached back and turned off the griddle and set the pancakes on a plate. As I turned back around, I reached behind Riza and grabbed her thighs as I lifted her up onto the counter. She whooped with surprise at the unexpected moment, and I noted with interest she wasn’t wearing panties under her sundress this morning, and her plug was in.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 10 – [FFMM][Cuckold][Oral][DeepThroating][Dominating][Force Creampie][Cum Eating][Cum Swap]
-Back by popular demand-
Five months after getting caught…
The Saturday morning sunlight peeked through our bedroom window and hit me square in the face. I pulled the comforter over my face to shield myself from the bright sunlight. Warm breath tickled the back of my neck and gave me goosebumps. A strong, muscular arm reached across my waist as fingers spread across my very noticeable baby bump. I could feel Kurt’s body pressed against my backside. He was so warm and comfy I couldn’t help but scoot back against him and press my body to his. I felt his fingers brush aside my hair as his lips touched the soft skin on the bottom side of my neck. Slowly, I felt him suck and tease me as he made his way to my ear. I was tingling with anticipation as I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck.
“Good morning, my love,” he whispered into my ear before kissing me on the cheek.
His soft, affectionate, yet deep tone made me smile with excitement as I rolled onto my back and lost myself in his eyes, “Good morning, Baby.”
Like a Good Neighbor – Final [MMFF][Teasing][Fingering][PIV][Oral][Cum Play]
Four months after getting caught…
“Riza, what are you doing?!” I scolded her as I saw her standing in the kitchen, folding napkins for dinner tonight, “Babe, you should be sitting down and relaxing. Growing a baby is exhausting work. I’ve got this.”
As I reached for a napkin to take over for her, Riza mercilessly slapped my hand away, “Kurt, Babe, I love you, but if you tell me to sit down and relax one more fucking time I will stab you with a butter knife.”
“But-”
Riza pushed her finger to my lips and shushed me, “Babe, I love how attentive you are to the baby and my needs, and I know you mean well. But… I have been sitting and relaxing for the past two months. I need to get up and move around. It’s not good for me or the baby to just lounge in bed and on the couch all day.”
She glared at me before returning to folding napkins. Suddenly she squealed with surprise and dropped the napkin and napkin holders in her hand. I immediately went into panic mode.
“What?! What’s wrong? Do I need to call the doctor?” I asked.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 8 [M/F][Cheating][Caught][Oral Sex][Cum Play][L-Bomb]
I looked in the mirror as Kurt started to get dressed. His warm cum coated my face and breasts as I looked at myself in the mirror. I should be feeling ashamed, I should be feeling remorse, I should be terrified that my marriage was coming to an end. As I used a hand towel to wipe away Kurt’s cum, and quickly splashed my face with water, I started to smile. In my head, I knew smiling about this was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. Ronny had taken both of us by surprise and caught us red-handed, or in my case, cock-handed. As I wrapped a towel around myself and took Kurt’s hand into mine, I was overwhelmed with a new emotion.
I felt relieved. No more lies, no more sneaking around, no more being stuck in a loveless marriage. I had no doubt Ronny would maneuver for everything in the divorce. That was fine. Between Kurt and the baby, I had everything I’d ever wanted. My skin flushed with goosebumps as the exhilaration and excitement of this moment had finally arrived.
“Well, let’s get this over with,” I said as I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Kurt on the cheek.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 7 [Cheating][Edging][Oral][PIV][Creampie][Mention of Anal Play][L-Bomb]
Unbelievable. Fucking unbelievable. I’ve clicked through all 68 channels on the TV in the damned hospital room, and I still can’t find anything that piques my interest. It was all sports games with teams I didn’t care about, daytime dramas, infomercials, and bullshit reality TV. After my 5th time flipping through the channels, I turned the TV off and gave up. I remembered my phone was sitting on the rolling table after I’d asked the nurse to plug it in to charge it last night as she was doing her rounds. I couldn’t reach the phone, but I managed to get a finger hooked under the table and pull it for me. I had three missed calls from Riza, and three missed messages. I guess the nurse had set my phone to silent so I could get a good night’s sleep. Unlocking the phone, I checked the messages first.
*Miss you so much! Love you, Baby!*
Like a Good Neighbor – Part 6 [Cheating][Creampie][Impregnation]
I awoke to the click of the door and followed by the sounds of footsteps. I quickly lifted my head and rubbed the crusted sleep from my eyes. The steady hum of machines and the calming beep of monitors had finally lulled me to sleep after almost two days by Kurt’s side. I was scared, scared beyond anything for Kurt, yet my body had finally given up and succumbed to exhaustion. Those two days were torture, absolute torture. I had seen scenes like this on TV but never had I imagined I would be sitting here going through this. As the footsteps got louder, I had only a moment before someone would slide the privacy curtain and enter the room. That moment seemed like a lifetime. The silence was deafening, the only noise was the machines. Was it the doctor coming in to give updates or a nurse doing her rounds? I waited patiently, all the while quietly cursing myself for falling asleep.
The doctor waved a hand apologetically at me and spoke softly, “Are you, Mrs. Riza Thompson?”
I nodded as I rubbed my eyes some more.