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Good Neighbors — Part 5This is my original work; originally published on another site. Enjoy! *hugs*Stacey_tvGood Neighbors, Part 5*** This story continues Stacey’s recollections of how she came intoher current situation. Please see Parts 1 – 4 for the back story. ***I humped his cock hard, sliding forward as far as I dared and stillkeeping his cock inside of me; and then slamming myself back onto hiscock, sinking down on the full length of it in one swift stroke.”Fuuuuuuck me,” Martin said. “Get that dick, girl!”Just as he did while fucking my throat, I held on to his chest, pinchingand twisting at his nipples as I fucked his cock.”That’s right, baby,” I said. “I’m going to fuck your dick off!””Shit, yeah!”Our grunts were growing louder and soon we were both moaning over thesounds of our bodies slapping together. I buried his cock in my ass andleaned down to lick and suck his nipples.”Oh yeah, Stacey, just like that, baby,” he said.I felt like such a girl, humping my man while licking his nipples. Inipped at them playfully.”Hey!” he said. He grabbed my hips and thrust upward, lifting me up andforward–dislodging me from his chest. My tits were now in his face andhe latched on to my nipples through the pink satin, alternately suckingthem in turn before biting them as well.”Ouch!” I squealed, my hips grinding back as I tried to squirm out ofhis grasp. It had the desired effect of driving his cock back inside ofme.”Not so fun, now, is it?” he asked.”Oh, baby, you can chew on my nipples as long as you’d like; just keepthat cock in my ass.””That’s your job. You’re fucking me, remember?””Oh, you mean like this?” I asked. I sat up, bending backwards until Icould get my legs under me. Reaching behind me I gripped his lowerthigh–effectively holding myself in a “crabwalk” position.I raised my hips until I felt his cock was about to fall out and thenlowered myself quickly, impaling myself on his full length. I raisedand lowered my hips over and over again, really riding his cock. As Idid so, my own half-hard cock flopped up and down between my legs.”Oh fuck,” I said. “Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh. Yes! Yes! Mmmmm. Fuck yes!”My stream of exclamations punctuated each downward motion.I heard the distinctive sounds of his cellphone camera shutter.The sexy noises of my ass slapping against his groin spurred me on, mycock making contact with his abs, spreading around the steady stream ofpre-cum I was leaking.I humped him like that for what seemed like an hour, but I know there’sno way my legs held out that long. Soon I pulled up too high and hiscock popped out.”Arrrrggggghhh,” I groaned, missing it immediately. I squeezed mythighs together gripping it between them as I pulled back, mashing hiscock against mine. I hooked the head of his cock under my balls andwriggled my hips until I felt him slide back inside me.”Shit, yeah,” he said. “That’s some hands-free shit right there. Getthat dick, girl!”I humped him some more, slamming my body against his. I literallyfucked his cock until my legs were shaking so bad that I couldn’t keepthem under me. I collapsed on top of him in a heap, sliding between hislegs and making his dick bend in a direction it wasn’t really meant tountil it popped out again.”Let’s rest your legs,” Martin said. He slapped my thighs as he sat upand then kneeled between my legs. Instinctively I spread my legs widerand grabbed my legs under my knees, expecting him to mount me missionarystyle again.”I have a better idea, baby.” He pulled my legs up and apart and thenpushed them toward me. “Grab onto your ankles if you can.”I grabbed my ankles with some difficulty–having bent my legs slightly–and I was keenly aware that I was spread-eagled in as obscene a manneras possible. He sat back and took some pictures before he stood up inbed. I heard the healthy *splurt* of lube and the squishy sounds hemade as he applied it liberally to his cock while stroking it.He grabbed my hips and pushed forward, folding me in half. My kneeswere around my ears and when I looked up at him I was staring at thebusiness end of my own dripping cock. I placed my hands against myback, güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri using my elbows for stability as Martin mounted me.His cock slid back inside of me effortlessly. He placed his handshalfway down my thighs and began to drive his cock into me with longsure strokes. He was pushing down as he plowed me from above, at timespuling all the way out and ramming his full length back inside of me.”Oh yeah,” he said. “That’s it. Take that cock. You like that? Huh?You like my big black cock pounding your little white ass?””Uhhh-huhhh,” I managed to say. “Uhh-huh-uhh-huh-uhh-huh.” My soundspunctuated each thrust. “Fuck-my-ass-hard. Fuck-my-sissy-white-ass.”He flexed his knees as he relentlessly pounded my ass. With each thrustmy cock leaked more precum, sometimes even being “expressed” as heshoved his black cock into me. My mouth stayed open, greedily waitingfor the next stream.As he fucked me my cock suddenly began to swell. He stopped momentarilyand one hand gripped my cock.”Ready for some more cum?””Yes, please! Make me shoot my load into my own mouth!”Martin pushed forward, bending me just that much more. Still on mythigh, his left hand now slid down to my knee, pinning me there. Mycock was now as close as it had ever been to my mouth–just three inchesaway. With his cock buried to the hilt he began humping me as hestroked my cock. Each thrust in was another stroke of my cock.I didn’t last more than a few dozen strokes.”Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh… shit!” I yelled as my second orgasm sweptover me. Martin didn’t stop fucking me or stroking my cock as I came.I felt my ass spasm around his cock as spurt after spurt of my secondload shot into my mouth. I kept my mouth open, allowing it to poolinside before swallowing it.Now Martin shifted into high gear. He let go of my cock and pinned myother knee. He pistoned his cock in and out, each thrust harder thanthe last. Soon his breathing was ragged and I knew he was ready toblow.”Here it comes, Stacey,” he said. “Ohhhhh, fuck!” He basicallycollapsed on top of me, giving me every millimeter of his cock as hepumped his second load into me.”Ohhhh, yeah, baby. Let it go. Paint my insides with your black cum!Give your sissy slut her creamy reward!!”I felt his cock swell and then soften. I immediately missed thepresence of his hardness, although he was still rutting around in myass. My own cock, now less than an inch from my face due to his fullweight pushing down on me, was leaking again. I stuck out my tongue asfar as I could and was able to just lick the tip, the touch of my tongueon my own cock was electric!”Shit, are licking your own dick?” he asked.”With a little help from my friend,” I said.”Well maybe we’ll have to work on getting your lips around it.””If I had a cock as long as yours it would be easy. I’ll settle forwrapping my lips around your beautiful black cock instead.”He slid down, releasing my legs and lying flat on his back. From whereI was I thought it would be easier to just get up and then join him inbed. As I stood my legs buckled underneath me, my ass twinging as areminder of what I had just been through.”Whoa, you alright?” Martin asked.”Oh yes, just need a few moments to get my legs back after that rigorousand thorough ass fucking.”I crawled up onto the bed and between his legs. I paused long enough toslurp his cock into my mouth. It was covered in lube and our mutualjuices and I sucked on it like it was my last meal. I was rewarded witha few creamy drops as I squeezed his balls and shaft. I heard the clickof his camera.”You’re one nasty cocksucking sissy slut, Stacey.””I’m YOUR nasty cocksucking sissy slut,” I said. I released his cockand crawled up beside him.We laid there in silence for a few minutes.”So wh… ,” we both started talking at the same time.”Go ahead,” I said.”No, you first.””Well, I was just wondering where we go from here?””What do you want?” he said. “All obstacles off the table, what’s yourideal path forward?””I never thought about it,” I said. “You laid the trap for me. Whatdid you think would happen if we did this? What do you want?”I güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri turned onto my side to face him and my hand instinctively reached tograsp his cock. I alternated between casually stroking it andabsentmindedly massaging his balls.”I want to be able to stick my big black cock between your sissy lipsand in your sexy white ass as often as possible. I thought we might beable to make this a regular thing. I mean, I doubt we’ll ever have theability to spend the whole day in bed like this again, but I sure wouldlike to try it on the DL! I’ll settle for whatever we can make happen.””Before today this was all just a fantasy for me,” I said. “Now thatI’ve tasted this world–both figuratively and literally (I gave his cocka hard squeeze)–I can only imagine I’ll want more. But I’m stillmarried–and so are you to that point. Can this be a regular thing?””If I want your ass and mouth and you want my cock we’ll make somethingwork,” Martin said. “When I say regular I don’t mean ‘let’s set up afuck-your-ass-Friday’ or anything. I mean when the mood takes us, let’swork out getting together and satisfying our respective needs. I’lltake care of the location–we can always just do it here. I’ll alsosupply all the lingerie, heels, toys, and other supplies. I’ll evenkeep my promise to get you some titties.” As he said that last part hetweaked and twisted my right nipple, causing me to emit a low moan.At the sound of my moan his cock jumped in my hand.”Hmmmm,” I said. “Does my little sissy moan turn you on?” I moanedseveral more times, teasing him as I stroked his rising cock. “Should Itake care of this before I go?””Lick my dick bitch,” he said with a wide grin.I sucked his cock one more time, kneeling between his legs and playingwith his balls and ass as I worked. I was surprised after his staminaall day that he came after just fifteen minutes. I had two fingersjammed up his ass and his cock deep down my throat when he clutched myhead and held me still as he blew his fifth load of the day. It didn’tfeel like a lot of spunk, but feeling his cock swell and spasm in mythroat again was intense.My cock was half-hard and still dripping. I was suddenly struck by anidea from a Bailey Jay video scene I’d watched on Tumblr a while back.I stroked my cock a few times as my left hand played with my nipplesthrough the pink satin. My nipples stood up, enjoying the attention,and my cock grew hard quickly.I kneeled between his legs as I felt my orgasm approaching. I aimed mycock at his and let my cum fly. I only had two or three good spurts andthe rest dribbled out as I squeezed and stroked my cock, my white cum instark contrast against his black cock.I lowered my face back to his cock and without using my hands licked andslurped my load from his cock. Some of it had run down the sides and Ieagerly chased every last drop– nuzzling, licking, sucking andslurping–over, under and all around his cock.I took his half-hard length back into my mouth and down my throat onelast time before I crawled from between his legs. He followed me out ofthe bed.”Damn, Stacey. That was some sexy shit!” he said. “What a turn-on!””Thanks,” I said. I untied the halter strap and slipped the babydollnightie down my legs before stepping out of it. “I’ll be sorry to haveto leave this sexy lingerie behind.” I held it up.It was a rumpled cum-stained mess. The panties, despite beingcrotchless, were an even bigger mess–stained with my pre-cum, my cum,his cum, lube, and my ass-juices. “I’m even more sorry that this sexyand inspiring lingerie is totally fucking ruined.””Not a problem, babe,” he said quickly. “I’ll have it professionallycleaned. I’m proud of the mess we made of that shit.” He smiled. “Oh,and here.” He slipped his own pink panties down his legs and tossedthem to me. “Put those on. It’ll make me so horny knowing you’rewearing them home.”I looked them over; they were only slightly stained. I bent over andstepped into them. As I straightened up he grabbed a handful of my assand squeezed it first before slapping it playfully.”You keep bending over güvenilir bahis şirketleri like that and this session isn’t ever going toend,” Martin said. I bent over again and backed my ass up, rubbingagainst his cock. His member was warm between my ass cheeks.”Always leave your audience wanting more,” I said, quoting Martin fromearlier. He slapped my ass again, harder this time, making me jump.I went to the bathroom and retrieved my boring boy-clothes. With awistful sigh I pulled my y-fronts on over the pink crotchless panties.I pulled on my shorts and threw my t-shirt on. When I emerged Martinwas just pulling on a shirt over a fresh pair of athletic shorts aswell.”Sorry for the mess,” I said. “With Josie’s shit gone you’ll have roomto re-organize and spread out your stuff.””Yep. I’ll get back in here when I finish with the books in the den.”The absence of wearing panties and lingerie made me feel awkward abouttalking to my best friend like what had just happened hadn’t happened.Could I get past this?”Later, Martin,” I said as I headed for home.”See ya!”I felt the twinge in my ass with every step as I made my way home. Mywife was waiting with an early dinner and a lot of useless banter abouthow things had went, how Martin was “handling it,” etc.”You’ll have to be a better friend to him now,” she said.”What do you mean?””I mean you’ll need to spend more time over there doing guy things; youknow, keep his mind off of it. Emotional support.””We’ll see.”That night I somehow still found the urge to masturbate. I went intothe bathroom and locked the door, dropping my shorts and underwearimmediately. I was still wearing the panties Martin had me put onbefore I left–the same pink ones he had worn that day–and just thesight of them made my cock start to stiffen.As I stroked my cock, I tallied up the results of today. I had suckedMartin’s cock four separate times, resulting in swallowing three loadsof his cum. He had fucked me twice in almost every position imaginableand cum in my ass both times. I had also swallowed my own load threetimes–the one Martin snowballed me with, the one he had had me shootinto my own mouth while his cock was buried deep in my ass, and the oneI licked from his cock.I had gone from a bi-curious t-virgin to a cocksucking sissy slut forbig black cock in a single afternoon. I had taken eight loads of cum–two in my ass and swallowed six more.My cock was rock hard now, just rehashing the day’s events in my mind.I opened my tablet and went straight to the Tumblr app. I searched mymessages for the saved conversation with L!ckMyD!ckB!itch and wentdirectly to his page.I immediately knew that Martin had done no more packing, because thephotos and videos had been edited to protect my identity and he hadposted dozens of pictures of me in various positions–in each his cockin my ass or mouth–as well as those where I displayed my mouth full ofcum before swallowing his load.The pictures already had hundreds of likes and reblogs. I rebloggedthem all to Stacey’s account, adding a brief description of myrecollection of the events pictured. Then I saw the video. Oh thevideo.The video had nearly a thousand notes. Watching my oral defloweringthird-person was a surreal experience. I was extremely turned on and alittle ashamed all at the same time. What a wanton slut I appeared tobe!I heard my only dialog clearly: “Shoot it in my mouth. I want to tasteit before I swallow it.”As he came in my mouth on the screen I came for the fourth time thatday. I shot my load into my hand. Almost every time before I hadchickened out and wiped it off. This time I was a good sissycocksucker.I slurped my load into my mouth and swirled it around. The videocontinued with Martin’s voice: “Let me see. Show the camera.” I openedmy mouth just as I was doing in the video. “Now swallow it like a goodcocksucker.” I swallowed. My ninth load for the day.”Mmmmmm,” I said aloud in unison with myself in the video.As I crawled into bed my wife was already turned away from my side.”I think you’re right, honey,” I told her.”I usually am,” she replied in a sleepy voice. “What am I right aboutthis time?””That I need to spend more quality time with Martin. You know, theemotional support you mentioned.””That’s nice, dear. I’m sure he’ll find some manly way to show you hisappreciation.” My ass twitched at the thought.”I’m sure,” I said.It had just become our regular thing.<< To Be Continued... >>
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