Author: UnsungRequiem706

“I’m ready” the text read as I waited for you to give me the all clear. I make my way to your room, I enter and there you are, hands on the railing to the balcony, bent over. Your ass displayed, your full lips peaking at me, you are presented. I move to you. No words spoken. None are needed. As hard as I am, as much as I want to grip those hips and own that cunt right now, there’s something I’m craving just a bit more.
I drop to one knee behind you, and gripping low on your hips, my big thumbs pulling apart your cheeks, I push my face into your thick pussy lips. I hear the sharp intake of breath as my tongue finds that throbbing clit and laps at it. My nose teasing the entrance to your pussy. You buck some, bend more, exposing more of your center to me. I flatten my tongue and let you grind at it with your pearl. I’m humming, nearly growling into your flesh. Your wetness is starting to coat my chin and cheeks. Hands kneading your hips and ass I move my tongue to thrust it into your cunt. I love how you taste. I tongue fuck you a bit, my one hand moves to your clit because I know my slut needs that button pushed. I rub it. Roll it. Flick it with my finger tip while you start to move back against my tongue. I could fuck you right now, but My thirst hasn’t been quenched yet.
I slide my tongue out of your pussy and up to your ass. Licking at the bud, I make my tongue rigid and tease you. My fingers still working your clit, my thumb moving into your wet hole. I wiggle my tongue against your asshole, I circle it a couple more times before, and all at once, sliding my tongue directly to your clit again. You’re whimpering. My cock is leaking it’s precum at your noises, god I want your cum. I flick your clit with my tongue, my hands pulling your cheeks further apart so I can eat your honey properly. Soon your grinding on my face. My tongue rigid and flat against your clit and your body tenses as you let out that throaty moan. Your cum is covering my face. I’ve had enough. I stand behind you, your legs still quivering, you hear my zipper come down and as much as I enjoy teasing you with my cock head I need to be inside you. I push in. My precum and your cum making your cunt nice and slick. I grab your hips and start thrusting into you. It sounds so wet. You can hear my balls slapping your pussy lips. Hear me breathing harder behind you. Feel my thick cock violate you. Each thrust seems to get deeper as my big hands pull you onto me as I push into you. Your one hand leaves the rail and you reach down and rub that clit. You’re whimpering again, telling me “that’s it, fill me up” I push harder into you. Quick short powerful thrusts. I won’t last much longer. “Cum in me” your words force me over the edge my one hand grabs your hair and jerks back as I push deep into you while my cock swells and begins to spasm. Shooting shot after shot of my seed deep into your wanting cunt. Your pussy milks my dick. We stand there for a moment before retreating into the room. Unaware, and uncaring we had just been watched.

My hands guided the brown leather belt over her head to her neck
“David?”
Slowly I tighten it around her throat as I position behind her.
“Are you ok?”
The voice cuts through the haze of the day dream as I look into the eyes of the woman from next door. Often times I fantasized about her, I knew little about her apart from her tanning habits and what she drove. She stood in my kitchen, denim shorts moderately high on those pretty legs and a green tank top that left little to the imagination save the color of the nipples that always seemed to be hard. Was she always cold? Horny? I didn’t know. She smiled and turned back to the back door, opening it and letting her dog in. Had she said something? Jesus I needed to focus.
“Thanks for grabbing her, I don’t know how she keeps getting out” she said while crouching and petting her dogs ears.
“Sure” I respond, the view from the top down caused all new images to emerge. I offer my hand to help her back up and she accepts. Such a small hand. Soft. All of her looks soft. Pay attention!!
“Well thanks again!” Her voice cut through my mental wandering.
“No problem.” I watch her walk her dog out, her hand on his collar.
The water runs down my body, another night alone. Maybe I should get a dog? Maybe she would bring her dog over on purpose! That woman, just the thought of her caused my cock to twitch. How many times had I stroked while watching her put her suntan lotion on. How many times had I imagined her coming over for something beyond neighborly. I knew she was married. Knew she had kids. But the things I wanted to do to that woman went beyond standard lust. A knock on the door brings me out of my daze. I put my robe on over my boxer briefs and hold it closed as I open the door a bit, exposing only my face.
“Yes? Is everything ok?” Wearing the same thing she was wearing before she stood on my front step.
“Hi! I left my leash over here, mind if I come in and grab it?”
“Sure” sheepishly stepping aside to open the door. Holding my robe closed, she enters. She’s so close. She smells so good. I wonder idly if all of her smells good. I watch as she disappears into my kitchen. I don’t follow, she knows where she left the leash. Besides, the longer I’m around her the more likely I am to erect a tent. Underwear and bathrobes aren’t great for concealing those. How long has she been in there?
I move into the kitchen and step around the fridge and there she was, legs dangling off the edge of the counter where she sat. Her face was turned to the window and upon hearing me enter she turned ever so slightly. Her hair in a pony tail made it that much easier to admire the movement. To note where her neck met that exquisite shoulder. Finding her eyes again I see something I haven’t before.
“I know, you know.” She locks eyes with me, did she just bite the corner of her lip? I feel the first surge of blood pulse through my dick. My god not now!!
“Know what?” I ask, closing my robe. She looks to me and leans on one arm, the movement causes the strap of her tank top to fall. Looking down to her bosom and moving a hand over her breast slowly.
“That you watch me, David” and as my name passed her sweet lips she looks me in the eye again and reaches into her top. She massages the flesh of her breast and my cock, growing more and more rigid, strains against my underwear.
“Um.. I” I stammer and still locking eyes with me she moves both hands over her breasts and pulls the material down. My jaw goes slack as she leans back and tugs on the nipples. Precum? Have I no control?
“Can I see it, Sir?” her voice reaches into my being and before I know it I’ve opened my robe, my hard cock is throbbing, my hands on the waist band, I pull the offending material down just enough that my rigid member springs free.
“Is that all because of little ol me?” She shimmy’s a bit and bites her lip again. “Looks like it’s ready for some attention.” She slides her hand along her thigh and starts rubbing her crotch. I slowly wrap my hand around my cock and start stroking it. My thumb passing over the head, gathering the precum, coating my shaft, my hand glides up and down. Her hand unbuttons her shorts and unzips. She slides her hand in and she gasps a bit as she joins me. My eyes drift between hers, her face, her exposed tits, her working hand. I’m stroking faster, harder, twisting my hand at times. Her head is back again, her hips are rolling, soon it’s too much and my cock swells, I growl low as I shoot stream after stream of cum towards her, a shot lands low on her leg and I watch in my daze as her body locks and she lets out a low, throaty moan.
Wasting no time she slips off the counter top, steps towards me and moves her cum covered fingers to my mouth. I suck on them, she bites her lip again and all at once leaves. No words. No explanation. But she left my cum on her leg…yeah, that happened.

I was on you so quick you barely understood what was happening before I had dropped to my knee in front of you. My hands moving steadily under your dress, my finger tips on your bare thighs dismantled any thoughts that may have formed to protest. Had there been any that survived my touch on your legs, my hot breath on your panty clad mound would have cast them out.
In confident movements I place your leg over my big shoulder, my green eyes looking up at you and you feel my mouth draw near to your pussy. The flat of my tongue slowly moves along the fabric covering your lips. After a single pass I place my lips on you, kissing right over your clit. My one hand moves up and in, you feel my thick finger tips pulling your panties to the side, your building excitement filling my nostrils. I hum in approval.
The tip of my tongue moves evenly along your slit. Making a slow circle around your clit before sliding back down your swelling lips. Pushing into them you feel my tongue move along the entrance to your heat. I push my face further into you and this hum sounds a little more like a growl. You feel my hands move, my finger tips taking position on either lip. Moving a bit so my face is angling up into your center. I look up at you with hunger in my eyes.
All at once my finger tips pull you apart, your hole, your clit, all exposed before my hungry mouth. I push my tongue into you. Thrusting in and out. Tongue fucking you fast, your hands grip the counter top you had been leaning against. After a few thrusts I move to your clit, I flick it first then circle it. Flattening my tongue and grinding it against your hardened button. After stimulating you a bit there I slide my tongue back into you, thrusting, curling. Scooping at your honey with my cupped tongue.
One of my thick digits finds your clit and starts rubbing it fast. Your precum drenching my chin, my cheeks. And as much as I love the taste of your nectar from the source, I know what will push you over the edge. My tongue moves out of you. My finger ceases its assault on your clit. And for a beat you can breathe.
My lips close on your clit and I suck hard. Your gasp is met with two of my thick fingers plunging into your wanting cunt and I start thrusting them in and out, fast, deep. You can hear how wet you are. Your moans, your movements let me know when my fingertips have found your g spot and I massage it all while my mouth pleases your clit. Sucking, licking, sometimes even tugging a bit with my teeth. You moan low, mumbling something about cumming. I break just long enough to say
“Baptize me”
You grip my head as my mouth continues it’s work on your clit and you start to cum. Gushing, squirting, covering my hand, my face in your sweetness. I slow my eating and let your orgasm flow through you. Easing you out of it. Your legs shaking, thigh quivering on my shoulder.
When I’m sure you can stand I release you, standing myself, I kiss your lips tenderly, still tasting of you. I wink and smirk as I stalk off. You wonder idly where that came from, just talking about your day and I just pounced. Then you hear me in your head, all those times I told you.
“I’m always hungry for you”

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