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Jack opened the sunroof and turned the radio up a little. It was
a gorgeous afternoon. He had finished up work and was heading home...
well, to the pool. He'd have a little swim... by himself.
His pleasure at the day began to evaporate. He was going to
go home and swim alone, then watch TV alone, then eat alone. He might as
well have stayed at work. Maybe he would call one of his pals and go out
to a ball game.
He parked the car and went into the house, through it,
really. He went right out the back and into the yard. The water looked
gorgeous and...
"Hello?" Brianna smiled.
"Uhm, uhhhh...Br-Brianna," he gulped in shock.
"I'm sorry," Brianna smiled, folding her arms across her
bare chest and sitting up. "You did say you wouldn't mind if we used
your pool now and then."
"N-no, of course not," he gulped.
"I didn't expect you so early. I hope you're not offended."
"No, no," he said, shaking his head rapidly.
"You Americans can be so prudish about nudity sometimes,"
Brianna smiled.
"Uh, yes, some of us are," he agreed, his vision still
filled with the sight of her hard, firm, cone shaped breasts with their
tiny pink nipples.
"It was such a lovely day that I decided to work on my
tan," Brianna smiled.
"You go right ahead," he said, working up a smile of his own.
"Are you going to join me?"
"What? Oh. Well, as a matter of fact I was thinking of
taking a quick dip."
"Good. It's lonely sunbathing alone."
"I'll uh, be right back," he said, turning and heading back
into the house.
"Jesus Christ," he whispered as he passed through the kitchen.
His cock was already semi-hard. He was lucky she'd at least
been wearing a thong bottom. If she'd been naked he was sure he would
have creamed in his pants.
He stripped up in his bedroom, then jerked open the drawer
of his dresser and pulled out several bathing suits. Usually he wore
boxers, but, he considered, it would be better to wear the tighter,
smaller briefs instead. It wasn't that he was trying to show off his
bulge, quite the contrary. If his cock got a little hard it would be
easier to conceal in the tight briefs.
He tugged them on, then grabbed a towel from the hall
closet and headed back downstairs. He didn't pause to wonder what Laura
would think if she came home and found the two of them in the back yard.
In his own mind he wasn't doing anything wrong, and anyway, Laura
wouldn't be home for hours.
He paused in the kitchen door.
"Would you like a drink, Brianna?" he called.
"Got one, thanks," she said, holding up a glass.
He got himself a beer, then headed out to the pool.
He was both relieved and disappointed to see that she'd put
on a top. It wasn't much of a top, though, a tiny pair of triangles held
together by string.
She was laying on the ground. He considered pulling over a
couple of chairs but rejected the thought. He sat down beside her,
spreading out his towel and setting down his beer.
"It's a beautiful day, isn't it," she sighed.
"Gorgeous," he agreed.
"This is the kind of day where it's a crime to be working
indoors."
"I agree," he said, his eyes sliding up and down her
slender, willowy body.
She was so different than Laura in so many different ways.
She was tall where Laura was short, had long, loose raven hair that
shone like silk in the sunlight where Laura's was blonde and short and
usually pulled in tight to her head. She was... graceful, cultured,
urbane, where Laura was brusque, open and down to earth.
Laura's body, for all it's small size, was lush and full,
with large round breasts, big nipples, round feminine buttocks... an
hourglass figure. Brianna was kind of on the skinny side, her legs
incredibly long but not as full, her buttocks somewhat boyish. It was a
slim, athletic body, rather than the soft curves he was used to seeing
when Laura was naked, or nearly naked.
Not that he'd seen much of that lately.
And her face, it wasn't the round, pleasant, big eyed,
sweet, doe face Laura had, but a sensual, seductive, exquisitely fine
featured, fine boned face, with narrowed eyes and a kind of quirky,
knowing smile, like she had a secret... or maybe could read his mind.
Her movements were so smooth, so graceful. She was like a
cat, a tawny, sleek feline.
"When is Laurie getting home?" she asked.
"Uhm, probably not until late," he said.
"Pity. What a shame, such a pretty young thing stuck in a
boring office all the time."
"I agree," he nodded.
He didn't correct her use of Laura's name. Laura hated the
term Laurie, thinking it was meant for a girl, not a woman. Nor did he
think anything strange of her words, though Laura would have bristled at
being described as a pretty young thing, especially by a woman who
couldn't be much older than her.
"You really should have a talk with the girl, Jack," she
smiled.
He shrugged.
"You should have trained her better, you know."
"What?"
"Well, Jack, you're the man. It is her duty to support you,
to see to your needs."
"That's a very old fashioned notion."
"I'm an old fashioned girl," she sighed, laying back on the
grass.
Her arms slid up above her as she spreadeagled herself on
the towel. He felt his cock twitching, felt the desire growing to jump
her, though he dismissed it, of course.
"Michael would never stand for me not being available of
him," she said, eyes closed. "He has his needs, you know." She opened
her eyes and turned her head towards him.
He nodded again.
"I don't think there's a lot I can do," he said.
"Well, maybe you've left it too late at that"
His eyes flickered longingly over her body and he turned
his head away before his cock betrayed his thinking.
"You don't want a job?" he asked.
"Oh, I find plenty to do. I like being available for
Michael, anyway. Anyway, he wouldn't let me work."
"How would he stop you?"
She batted her eyes at him. "He'd... punish me," she said,
with the hint of a smile.
He swallowed and looked at the water. "I'm gonna take a
dip," he said, getting to his feet and padding over to the edge of the pool.
He dove in and swam several laps, letting the cool water
chill his ardour. Brianna stayed on the towel motionless, absorbing the sun.
He climbed out of the pool, dripping water, and walked back
to her. She opened her eyes, shading them from the sun.
"You must work out," she smiled.
"I have a lot of time for it," he said, shrugging like he
didn't care.
Inside, he felt a surge of pride and straightened slightly,
pulling his stomach in a little more. He did work out a lot. Usually he
stopped off on the way home and spent an hour or more at the gym.
It was something to do.
He towelled off and sat down beside her, meeting her eyes
only briefly before turning away. The woman radiated sexuality, and he
didn't want to say or do something that would get him in trouble.
"You should put on some oil," she said, as he lay back.
"Oh, I won't be long," he said.
"Shouldn't take chances," she smiled, sitting up.
She picked up a bottle of lotion, then turned and knelt
beside him. She smiled that strange little smile at him and squirted oil
over his chest.
Her hands were incredibly soft as they slid over his pecks,
rubbing softly, sliding down the sides of his thick chest, then up
again, sliding over his shoulders, caressing his skin.
He swallowed nervously as her hands worked over his chest
and shoulders. Then she straddled him, smiling, smiling, sitting down on
his lower belly. He felt her soft ass skin pressing against his abdomen
and his cock gave a violent lurch.
"I - ."
She pressed a finger to his lips, then slid her hands
around his neck, stroking it on either side. She eased backwards, her
ass brushing the top of his bathing suit as her hands worked down along
his washboard stomach, moving down the sides to his hips, then up his
chest again.
If she eased back any more she was going to be sitting on
his cock, which was now approaching the composition of solid steel. As
she started to slide back his hands darted out and gripped her hips.
"Tha... that's enough," he gulped.
"Don't be silly," she smiled, rising up.
Her knees pressed tightly against his sides as she shuffled
further down, her hands caressing his chest and belly. She looked down
at his bulging shorts, then up at his face, smiling, smiling.
"What's this?" she purred, sliding his trunks down,
exposing the bright red, hard head of his cock, then the shaft below it.
She slid her oily fingers around it and pulled it from his
trunks, pointing it at the sky, then squeezed it.
"Wha...what are you doing?" he gasped, his head reeling.
"It must indeed have been a long time," she smiled.
She squeezed his cock, her fingers working from side to
side around the shaft. She lowered her lips and then, hesitating only
long enough to flick her eyes up at his shocked face, kissed the head of
his cock.
She pushed her tongue out and, holding his cock firmly in
both hands, exposing just the
ead, licked at it like it was an ice
cream cone. Her tongue twirled all around the head, then lapped directly
across the little piss hole.
She laughed in amusement, then pulled up, taking a hand off
his throbbing boner. He watched her lift up the suntan oil, or what he
thought was suntan oil. She popped it open then turned it upside down,
squeezing the bottle and sending a stream of clear liquid into her open
mouth.
She let it fill her mouth, then closed her mouth and set
down the bottle. She bent over his cock again, smiling, even with her
lips closed. She rubbed her hands over his cock, then gripped it tightly
and pressed it against her lips.
She pressed down, letting his cock slowly force its way
through her tight lips. She kept her lips so tightly closed that no oil
trickled out as his cock slid up into her mouth. He gasped in pleasure
and shock, digging his fingers into the grass as he felt his cock
engulfed in her hot, liquid filled mouth.
Her tongue licked around his cockhead as she took his cock
into the back of her mouth, then she slid her lips back up so that only
the head was inside and... eased her lips apart just the slightest bit.
Sun warmed oil slid down his cock on all sides and soaked
his balls and crotch as he watched in astonished lust. Then her hands
gripped his balls and squeezed them, rolling and massaging them as she
bobbed her lips rapidly up and down his cock.
He clenched his teeth but couldn't hold back the explosion
of pleasure. His prick blasted out a thick stream of semen, sending wads
after wad shooting into her mouth. She continued to bob her full lips on
his cock, as his own juice trickled down the sides of it like an
erupting volcano.
He arched his back and dug his fingers deeper in the earth,
groaning in pleasure as his body quivered and jerked in spastic release.
Then he went limp, sighing in relief as he laid his head back on the grass.
"Jeeeesssuuuuuuuuu," he groaned.
But Brianna wasn't finished. Even as his cock softened she
continued to work on it with her lips and teeth and fingers. She rubbed
and squeezed his balls as she took his cock into her mouth once more.
She sucked gently on it, then took it out and rubbed it up and down
across her face.
He gulped in surprise as he saw her rubbing his cock over
her cheeks, her eyes slits of pleasure as his oily boner pressed against
her lips and nose and forehead.
"I loooove coooocckkk," she sighed.
She unclipped her bra, then squeezed her breasts around his
cock. She rubbed her breasts up and down his cock, mashing the soft
flesh around his boner as she smiled at him.
He could not help contrasting this... this hot slut with
Laura, drab, boring Laura. Laura wouldn't suck his cock. She thought it
was dirty and disgusting. She would seldom let him eat her pussy either,
for the same reason. Nor would Laura do anything she considered
degrading to women.
That certainly included mashing her breasts over his cock.
How many times had he fantasised about fucking her big round tits? Laura
considered that disgusting and degrading too.
His cock pulsed with life. Less than a minute after he'd
blown his cork in her mouth and his cock was hard again! He'd never met
a more exciting, sensual woman.
She bent over, sliding his cock over her face again, then
taking it into her mouth. She slid her hands down her hips and pulled
her tight little thong bottom down, never taking her lips off his cock.
She straightened up then, back straight, eyes burning
embers, teeth glistening. She turned around, her back to him, then
dropped onto all fours. She crawled a little ways away, her ass swinging
from side to side, then she halted, legs spread, ass high.
She had no pussy hair at all, and her hot, pink slit peeked
out at him as she knelt invitingly.
On all fours was another position Laura considered
degrading. She would not be "ridden like a bitch in heat", as she said.
He scrambled to his knees, cock bouncing as he shuffled in
behind her. His hands gripped her hips, squeezed her ass, then slid
under and cupped her pussy. She moaned in pleasure, screwing her hips
around in a circular motion as he rubbed his smooth hand over her puffy
bald pussy mound.
"Fuuuuuck meeeee," she groaned.
"Jesus Christ!" he gasped.
He shoved his cockhead at her slit, punching it through her
lips, then gripped her hips and thrust hard. She let out a soft cry, her
head jerking up and back, then sinking down again as he fed the last
inch of cock up her pussy.
He almost came right there and then, with the tightness of
her pussy squeezing down around his prick. He shuddered with the effort
to restrain himself, his fingers digging into her flanks as he held
himself pressed tightly against her buttocks.
He drew in a deep breath, then another. He gazed won along
her body in wonder that he was doing this. Then he began to fuck, using
long, deep strokes, slapping his oiled hips against her oily buttocks,
pumping his big cock inside Brianna's warm depths.
He felt her working her pussy over his boner, squeezing
down each time he withdrew, and marvelled at this sexual creature, so
different from his wife, or any other woman he'd known.
His hands slid up and down her sides, then eased under her
to cup her wobbling, swinging breasts. She cooed and moaned in delight,
humping back against him, driving her hot crack over his red cock stick.
"Haaaaardddd! Fuck me haaaaarrdddd!" she moaned.
He cursed, pounding his cock into her with desperate
desire, crushing her buttocks with each savage stroke. His fingers
mashed her breasts as he rode her like... a bitch in heat.
He jerked her back to meet his strokes, his fingers tight
on her flanks as he spiked his cock into her pussy.
"Spank me!" she gasped. "Spank me! Spank my ass!"
Eyes bulging, he licked his lips, then raised a hand and
slapped it down on one ass cheek. She yelped in pleasure and rutted back
harder. Again he slapped his hand down, then again, the sound echoing
across the yard as she whimpered and moaned and humped desperately.
He slapped at her oily bottom, turning it bright red as he
drilled his cock up her pussy. He felt his blood boiling, his heart
pounding, his guts cramping as he tried to hold back the flood of
sensory overload shooting through him.
Brianna whimpered and moaned, then starting jerking her
head up and down like a wild horse, grunting and yelping and moaning as
an orgasm rippled up and down her body.
"YeeeeEEEeeEEEessssss," she hissed. "Yesssssss! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Yeeeesssssssssssssss!"
He stabbed his cock up her hole with savage thrusts,
grunting as his body slammed against her. He came, his balls exploding
his juice gushing out the tip of his cock, pouring down into her
squeezing, sucking sex tunnel.
He slapped her ass again and again, then clutched her hips
and slammed her back hard against him, jamming every last inch of prick
up into her belly, mashing his loins against her crotch and buttocks as
he shuddered and collapsed over her.
He dropped her to the ground, draped heavily over her body,
then he rolled back, and they lay on their sides, his cock still in her,
his arms around her, his hands squeezing her breasts and stroking her
sleek, oily body.
"W-we shouldn't have...done that," he panted.
"Why not?" she sighed, pushing her ass back against him.
"Your... husband. My wife," he sighed.
"What about them?"
"Michael would be furious?"
"No he wouldn't," she said, pulling his hand more firmly
against her breast.
"You don't think so?" he asked in disbelief.
"Michael says the purpose of women is to please men."
"I don't think he meant you in particular."
"He doesn't mind me fucking other men. I do it all the
time. Sometimes he brings his friends home to fuck me."
"You're kidding?" he gasped.
"Americans are so prudish," she smiled.
"It's not... prudish, exactly. I just can't imagine Laura..."
"Laura is a beautiful woman. She could give pleasure to
many, many men."
"Ha," he snorted. He'd be happy enough if she gave pleasure
to him.
She rolled over on her other side and smiled at him. "You
should encourage her to fuck other men, lots of them."
"I don't think so."
"You would find your sex life much better if she did. I
can't tell you how... free and alive I felt after my first gang bang."
"Ga... gang bang?" he gulped.
"Michael found eight men to fuck me. It was wooooonderfull.
At one point three men fucked me at the same time, one in my pussy, one
in my mouth, and one up my ass."
"Jesus. Laura would go crazy if you even suggested she let
someone fuck her in the ass."
"She is repressed. She needs to be exposed to the pleasures
of the body. Her silly little job would hold less interest if she could
enjoy her own body more, and - ." She smiled and cupped his cock and
balls "the bodies of men."
He kissed her and she smiled and licked a trail up his chest.
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From the ebook: The New Neighbours, by Argus
Argus books have been published by Virgin Nexus, Silver Moon, Star,
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