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Speaker 1: back on your bed were you rear built in, take
Speaker 1: a nice deep breath and just hold it for a moment.
Speaker 1: Let it go with the sigh, releasing all the tension
Speaker 1: and stress of the week. This is your time, your
Speaker 1: time to relax, your time for sensuous pleasure. For the
Speaker 1: next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.
Speaker 1: Nothing else matters. The sun radiated through the windows, its
Speaker 1: warm glow caress me as I worked to a banging
Speaker 1: noise outside. Living in a private could de sac, I
Speaker 1: wasn't used to disruption in the morning, ignoring my nakedness
Speaker 1: as I walked across the floor to the picture window
Speaker 1: to see what all the noise was about. A large
Speaker 1: van was parked outside the empty house next door, and
Speaker 1: two men were making an absolute mess of trying to
Speaker 1: unload it. There really must have dropped more things than
Speaker 1: they successfully removed. A young couple stood watching them, and
Speaker 1: the woman grimacing on cue for every crash and bang,
Speaker 1: the man squeezing his arms a little tighter around her
Speaker 1: every time the two men dropped something. Well, I guess
Speaker 1: the old Reynold's place finally sold and muttered to an
Speaker 1: empty room as the sound of breaking glass echoed through
Speaker 1: the morning air. The couple turned abruptly, painfully, obviously trying
Speaker 1: to ignore whatever massacre was happening within the confines of
Speaker 1: the van, Looking up. The man's eyes met my gaze. Gingerly,
Speaker 1: he waved. Curiosity got the better of his wife, and
Speaker 1: she looked in my direction as well, waving and smiling.
Speaker 1: Ever the good neighbor, I returned their greeting, trying to
Speaker 1: appear at least a little welcoming to my new neighbors.
Speaker 1: Another crash resonated behind them, another family artifact destroyed. They
Speaker 1: seemed a little more oblivious, this time, suddenly very aware
Speaker 1: of my nakedness, and the throbbing morning erection was made
Speaker 1: even harder by the gentle morning breeze and the fact
Speaker 1: that this couple was obviously aware of my situation. I
Speaker 1: returned to my bed, laying on the soft linens. My
Speaker 1: mind drifted back to a number of times when I
Speaker 1: was younger, when I'd been accidentally caught, caught touching myself,
Speaker 1: caught coming out of the shower, cook naked in a
Speaker 1: changing room. I'd always been an exhibitionist, but as I
Speaker 1: got a little older, I'd let that side of my
Speaker 1: life slip a little. But if it still didn't turn me,
Speaker 1: I'm mike mad. The look in both of their eyes,
Speaker 1: I knew I was impressively endowed. I've been told that
Speaker 1: on a number of occasions, some partners had struggled to
Speaker 1: give me blow jobs because of it. Well, that's what
Speaker 1: they said, mindlessly stroking my harder action, remembering the times,
Speaker 1: the look in the couple's eyes as they saw my
Speaker 1: heart on glistening in the sunlight. Suddenly my hand of
Speaker 1: a litter mind of its own, stroking harder and harder,
Speaker 1: pumping my cock until the burning sensation of an orgasm
Speaker 1: throbbed up my body, featuring their shock as my cock
Speaker 1: throbbed wantonly in my hand, a tongue teasing across her
Speaker 1: lips as she watched me, his cock stiffening in his
Speaker 1: pants as he longed to join me. Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Speaker 1: I shouted as com erupted over my abdomen, imagining their
Speaker 1: faces watching me right now. Breathless, I relaxed back on
Speaker 1: my bed, letting the after glow embrace me, giggling to
Speaker 1: myself a little at the thought of their shocked faces.
Speaker 1: Feeling no pressing need to get dressed or unteed to
Speaker 1: leave my bed, I pulled myself up against the headboard
Speaker 1: and grabbed my personal bond from the bedside table. Lighting it,
Speaker 1: I took a long drawl of the weed, relaxing myself
Speaker 1: even further. The boon I had been an impulsive purchase
Speaker 1: when I vacationed in Amsterdam three years ago. It seemed
Speaker 1: to sum the city up beautifully as a way of
Speaker 1: taking weed that happened to bear more than a passing
Speaker 1: resemblance to a large pink dildo. Smiling again, as I
Speaker 1: let the weed move through my body down, I bet
Speaker 1: I could shock those two. They looked so fucking normal.
Speaker 1: An evil green spread across my face as my mischievous
Speaker 1: side came out to play. It had been a while,
Speaker 1: thankfully I had no work planned today. The bangs and
Speaker 1: crashes from outside the house were frankly deafening. How much
Speaker 1: stuff did one couple actually have, by the sounds of it,
Speaker 1: A lot less than when they left their last home.
Speaker 1: Hiding away in the back of my house, away from
Speaker 1: all the disruption and chaos, I tried to read for
Speaker 1: a little while, but that look in their eyes invaded
Speaker 1: my thoughts. That shocked I had seen so many times before,
Speaker 1: that look that filled me with lust. It was four
Speaker 1: in the afternoon before I decided on a resolution to
Speaker 1: the situation. I would meet my new neighbors they would
Speaker 1: comfort dinner. Ignoring the surprised look on the woman's face
Speaker 1: when she opened the door, I put on my best
Speaker 1: innocent smile, trying for the life of me to make
Speaker 1: out that they hadn't seen me naked in my window,
Speaker 1: and note that definitely wasn't a drumming hard on that
Speaker 1: had been throbbing in the morning air. Hi, I'm Nick,
Speaker 1: I live next door. I know you've just moved in
Speaker 1: and everything is probably a little bit crazy now, so
Speaker 1: I just wanted to invite you over for an hour
Speaker 1: or so, just so you could grab a bite, tweet,
Speaker 1: maybe a glass of wine, and we can all get
Speaker 1: to know each other better as we're going to be neighbors.
Speaker 1: Know you'll need the break. An awkward smile briefly moved
Speaker 1: across her lips, doubt plate her eyes. You're really that innocent,
Speaker 1: aren't you.
Speaker 2: Boy? This will be fun. A crash echoed along the hallway.
Speaker 2: It's eizing my opportunity, I pushed further. Why not let
Speaker 2: the moving men do what they need to do, just
Speaker 2: for an hour, and then you two can come back
Speaker 2: after the dust has settled and get yourself situated. Her
Speaker 2: lips started moving into a weak smile as another crash
Speaker 2: sounded from the back of the house. That would be great,
Speaker 2: she managed her Nerve's afraid fantastic? Shall we say thirty minutes?
Speaker 2: It won't be anything fancy, just the chance to get
Speaker 2: to know each other as will be neighbors and all.
Speaker 2: Not giving her a chance to back, I danced down
Speaker 2: the steps to the pavement and then back up to
Speaker 2: my own front door, and shutting away their chance of
Speaker 2: changing their mind. Thirty minutes passed quickly, and I'd barely
Speaker 2: finish putting out some ordeus and perfecting the facade of
Speaker 2: respectability when the bell rang, hurriedly placing the dial doo
Speaker 2: shaped bong as a centerpiece on my sideboard. Always a
Speaker 2: good conversation starter. You just knew one of them would notice.
Speaker 2: I waited for a moment. When I got to the door.
Speaker 2: Their voice is barely audible as they discussed the rights
Speaker 2: and wrongs of being here, and decided to wait a
Speaker 2: little longer, just to tease them a little more. And
Speaker 2: their voice is quiet and possibly in resolve to return home.
Speaker 2: I opened the door with a flourish Hi, thanks for coming,
Speaker 2: I'm Nick, pushing my hand in the direction of the
Speaker 2: nervous looking man. Catching them off guard, they turned back
Speaker 2: towards me. I resisted the urge to smile even wider.
Speaker 2: I so loved playing these games. Please come in and
Speaker 2: welcome to Little Vienna. Moving back from the door, they
Speaker 2: shuffled inside nervously. Although I couldn't decide if this was
Speaker 2: a product of tiredness or being wary of me and
Speaker 2: are meeting earlier. Leading them through to the sitting room,
Speaker 2: I guided them to the sofa, where they huddled as
Speaker 2: if they were seeking protection from each other. Jeez, what
Speaker 2: do these people think? What's going to do? Murder them?
Speaker 2: Maybe torture them? Well, okay, maybe, but not so they
Speaker 2: wouldn't enjoy here. Some people were just so nervous of
Speaker 2: me for no reason. Would you like red or white?
Speaker 2: I ventured, God, these two needed to relax. A little
Speaker 2: nervousness covered their faces. Exasperated, I decided to take control.
Speaker 2: Might I suggest to red is not too heavy and
Speaker 2: it will tease your taste buds beautifully. Without waiting, I
Speaker 2: poured two large glasses of red wine and placed them
Speaker 2: firmly in their hands as I retrieved my own. This
Speaker 2: was going to be so much fun. So what shall
Speaker 2: I call you?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 2: Sorry, unc Keith, this is Melissa, he stuttered nervously. Jesus
Speaker 2: Man was headed toward a nervous breakdown. A pleasure to
Speaker 2: meet you. And what do you do for a living? Keith? Oh,
Speaker 2: I'm just an architect. Just there's no just about it.
Speaker 2: You create the world we live in, and you, Melissa,
Speaker 2: what do you do?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 2: I'm just a teacher, she said, smiling, seeming to relax
Speaker 2: a little more into the situation than Keith. Keith creates
Speaker 2: the world and you create the future. Minds. Fantastic. Reaching
Speaker 2: for a bowl of olives, I passed them between them.
Speaker 2: I've pitted them already, so just dive in. So what
Speaker 2: do you do for a living, Nick, Melissa asked as
Speaker 2: she took another large drink of red goodness. I'm a writer,
Speaker 2: I said, trying to play it down a little. Melissa's
Speaker 2: eyes white and enthusiasm glowing in them. Really, what sort
Speaker 2: of things do you write? Many? Adult fiction, erotic romance,
Speaker 2: mainly gay stories. Nothing I'm sure you would have read,
Speaker 2: Melissa blushed as she finished her glass of wine. Perfect
Speaker 2: I thought, Oh, I don't know, I might have done.
Speaker 2: She smiled as I refilled her glass and sope you yet,
Speaker 2: I amused, that's quite a minx in there somewhere. Standing
Speaker 2: to retrieve another bottle from the sideboard, I deliberately moved
Speaker 2: my bond, smiling to myself as I heard a gentle
Speaker 2: gas from the sofa. She has noticed. Her eyes were
Speaker 2: still wide as I sat back down in my chair,
Speaker 2: placing the bottle of wine on an occasional table. So
Speaker 2: do you write his nick or do you have a
Speaker 2: pen name? Keith asked, probably a little more than intimidated
Speaker 2: by the nine inch tall phallic bong and wanting to
Speaker 2: change the conversation some Oh, I have a pen name.
Speaker 2: People can be very strange when they find out what
Speaker 2: you've written, especially some of the stuff I've written. Chad
Speaker 2: Temple is my nom de plume, as the French would say.
Speaker 2: Melissa gasped again. This woman was really getting into the
Speaker 2: spirit of things. I've read some of your books, she
Speaker 2: or but cried, Really, which ones? What was your favorite?
Speaker 2: She pondered for a moment. Obviously it hadn't been that
Speaker 2: big of an impact. Rodeo Cowboys, she said, her voice
Speaker 2: full of excitement. Oh, that's a personal favorite of mine.
Speaker 2: Do you remember any of your favorite scenes? Do I?
Speaker 2: Schoolgirl excitement sounding in her voice as she continued. There
Speaker 2: was a scene when John Catches Gave just out of
Speaker 2: the shower, before Gave has accepted he's gay, and John
Speaker 2: gets on his knees in front of him and takes
Speaker 2: him in his mouth. That was so sexy. How you
Speaker 2: wrote that? Not a blush from Melissa? She really was
Speaker 2: coming out of a shell. Keith seemed to be struggling
Speaker 2: a little more and was blushing in a fiery red heat.
Speaker 2: Melissa Nick doesn't need to hear about this, he whispered.
Speaker 2: I presume not to be heard by me, but it
Speaker 2: was impossible to miss. Oh, Keith, you loved it. When
Speaker 2: I read it to you, you said you would love
Speaker 2: to try it one day. Keith's cheeks turned positively crimson,
Speaker 2: and judging by the tentting in his pants, his cock
Speaker 2: was hard as iron beneath the cotton. Many straight men
Speaker 2: think about it, Keith, there's no shame in it, I said,
Speaker 2: my voice, as calm and gentle as I could manage
Speaker 2: what my inner demon was cackling manically. And you, Melissa,
Speaker 2: is it something you have ever thought about? Oh? I've
Speaker 2: given Keith. All all lots of times, haven't I? Keith,
Speaker 2: all premise of innocence was gone. This woman was really
Speaker 2: throwing herself into the party, I laughed gently. No, I
Speaker 2: meant Keith having a blowjob from a man. She gasped loudly,
Speaker 2: her eyes widened. Well, yes, lots, actually moving uncomfortably on
Speaker 2: her seat. I could smell a lust from my chair,
Speaker 2: her reck nipples pushing hard at the material of her shirt.
Speaker 2: Keith pushed his eyes together, obviously more than aware of
Speaker 2: the painful erection throbbing in his pants. Can I ask, Nick,
Speaker 2: what is that on your sideboard? She asked, pointing to
Speaker 2: my bond. Oh, that's a ball the smoking weed. Have
Speaker 2: you ever tried it? Melissa? I used to be a
Speaker 2: cheerleader when I was at high school and we were
Speaker 2: forever smoking weed, But I haven't tried it since. Well,
Speaker 2: would you like to give it a go? As were
Speaker 2: all relaxed and amongst friends. Damn if I hadn't hit
Speaker 2: the jackpop with these two, and I thought Melissa was
Speaker 2: going to be the shy, quiet one. Go on. Let's
Speaker 2: She grinned her hand, squeezing Keith's thigh in some unspoken
Speaker 2: coat leaving them for a moment. I could hear worried
Speaker 2: whispers as I retrieved my stash of weed from my bedroom,
Speaker 2: along with a pot of loop. I had a suspicion
Speaker 2: that might be needed before too long. Returning into the
Speaker 2: room into my seat, I filled the bowl of the
Speaker 2: bong and ignited the powdered marijuana, taking a deep drawer
Speaker 2: of the relaxing smoke, passing it to Melissa. She did
Speaker 2: the same, and after passing it to Keith, laid back
Speaker 2: on the sofa, draping her legs over Keith, her long
Speaker 2: skirt falling open, exposing a very lacy black thong. If
Speaker 2: you aren't just full of surprises, As she giggled, she
Speaker 2: let her hand move along her legs, deliberately pulling her
Speaker 2: skirt back up a little before firmly squeezing Keith's bulging
Speaker 2: erection through his pants. We'd always makes Keith really horny.
Speaker 2: On our wedding night, we had hashcakes and didn't move
Speaker 2: from our hotel room for three days. She giggled, and
Speaker 2: then sighed wistfully. Keith moved Melissa's legs off his own
Speaker 2: as he stood to pass the bowl back to me,
Speaker 2: pausing before taking the bowl, my gaze meeting his. I
Speaker 2: held it for a moment, aware of his hard cock,
Speaker 2: which was just inches from my mouth. Is Adam's apple
Speaker 2: bobbed up and down with the thought of what he
Speaker 2: knew was going to happen next. Taking the bong, I
Speaker 2: placed it on the floor, my gaze not relenting, watching
Speaker 2: his tongue dance over his dry lips. You want this,
Speaker 2: don't you, Keith, I thought to myself. Grasping the buckle
Speaker 2: of his belt tightly, I loosened it quickly. Keith stood
Speaker 2: stock still, like a rabbit in headlights, not sure what
Speaker 2: he was meant to do as his pants fell to
Speaker 2: the floor, his erections standing proudly just an inch from
Speaker 2: my lips. Very impressive, I whispered. Grasping his balls, I
Speaker 2: slid my lips along his shaft, sucking at the tight skin,
Speaker 2: my eyes never leaving his. As my grasp of his
Speaker 2: bulls tightened, he moaned, his eyes closing in pleasure as
Speaker 2: my tongue teased the ridge of his cock, teasing up
Speaker 2: and down his throbbing shaft gently, slowly, making his cockswell
Speaker 2: even harder. I believe it was like this, Melissa, I whispered.
Speaker 2: From my peripheral vision, I could see Melissa's eyes wide
Speaker 2: and watching as her hand moved between her thighs, exploring
Speaker 2: the folds of a wet pussy through her panties. Yes, yes,
Speaker 2: I think it was nibbling gently on his hard passion,
Speaker 2: his body already trembling. Oh, Keith, you're not going to
Speaker 2: last very long tonight, I think, massaging his balls tightly
Speaker 2: between my fingers, pulling them, rubbing them with my thumb,
Speaker 2: definitely the loob and covered two fingers, while my tongue
Speaker 2: circled the tip of his cock, my lips sucking gently,
Speaker 2: tasting his pre comb, the heat of his desire burning
Speaker 2: along my tongue. Already I could hear his moans drifting
Speaker 2: from his mouth. Through the corner of my eye, I
Speaker 2: watched Melissa plunging her fingers desperately into her sacks, thrusting
Speaker 2: harder and harder as she watched me take Keith fully
Speaker 2: into my mouth, my lips sliding up and down his shaft,
Speaker 2: the edge of my teeth dragging along his erection, taking
Speaker 2: him closer and closer to the edge. Pushing my hand
Speaker 2: between his eyes, I teased his asshole before easing one
Speaker 2: finger into that virginal, tight roaring of muscle, gently thrusting
Speaker 2: it in and out. As my tongue swirled over his cock.
Speaker 2: Feeling his muscles relaxed with the motion of my mouth,
Speaker 2: I slid my second finger into his ass, massaging that
Speaker 2: private spot just inside, and my mouth moved viciously up
Speaker 2: and down his cock, faster and faster, harder and harder
Speaker 2: as his body trembled. Now, Keith, come for me, now,
Speaker 2: I thought, as Melissa plunged her fingers deep into a
Speaker 2: pussy with one hand, rubbing her click with the other hand,
Speaker 2: Keith's cocker rubbed it into my mouth, filling my throat with
Speaker 2: delicious streams of his cumb Good boy, I mused, as
Speaker 2: I sucked every last drop of cume from his throbbing cock,
Speaker 2: letting his cock drop from my lips. I turned him
Speaker 2: quickly to face Melissa. His legs weak from an intense orgasm.
Speaker 2: He fell to his knees, his face perfectly placed between
Speaker 2: her thighs, her fingers grasping at his hair, pulling him
Speaker 2: hard onto a throbbing The sounds of his tongue and
Speaker 2: lips eating her pussy echoed through the air. She put
Speaker 2: her legs over his shoulders, embracing his head, pulling him
Speaker 2: harder onto her, tipping her head back in ecstasy. Her
Speaker 2: mounds grew louder, almost animalistic. Hearing her pleasure as he
Speaker 2: licked like a starved animal at a pussy fueled my
Speaker 2: own desire, pushing my hands over the globes of his ass,
Speaker 2: my thumbs gently easing his cheeks apart to explose his
Speaker 2: little rosetta pleasure. As I pulled his ass up against
Speaker 2: my hard cock, replying lube over my fingers, I slid
Speaker 2: them back through his tight ring, the alps from Melissa
Speaker 2: telling me that I had hit that spot. As he
Speaker 2: gouged on her pussy, Grabbing fistfuls of his hair, she
Speaker 2: rocked her pussy against his face viciously, as if she
Speaker 2: was riding a rodeo stallion. I could resist it more,
Speaker 2: Looping up my cock, I stood slowly inside his ass,
Speaker 2: not too far, just holding myself inside for a moment
Speaker 2: as I watched entranced as her while passion rode his
Speaker 2: face hard and brutal, pushing my cock firmly into his ass,
Speaker 2: every muscle in his body tightened by the way Melissa
Speaker 2: screamed in delight. He must have bitten onto a pussy.
Speaker 2: As she screamed, I'm coming, I'm coming, Oh my god,
Speaker 2: I'm coming, pulling Keith harder onto a pussy. She panted
Speaker 2: low and hard, almost a growl, as her body convulsed.
Speaker 2: My cock thrusting hard in and out of Keith's virginal ass.
Speaker 2: I could feel the swell of an orgasm rising up
Speaker 2: through my legs, my ass tancing as I thrust it
Speaker 2: even harder, pulling his powers back onto me. As my
Speaker 2: cock swelled inside of him, my fingers digging into the
Speaker 2: soft flesh as I erupted in his ass, growling low
Speaker 2: and hard as I felt warm come filling his most
Speaker 2: private place. Waiting for a moment, but the trembling in
Speaker 2: my body to slow before I poured from him. Melissa's
Speaker 2: legs draped lazily over his shoulders as her panting eased.
Speaker 2: For a long moment, none of us said a word,
Speaker 2: spent and satisfied we didn't want to break the magic. Slowly,
Speaker 2: Keith moved back onto the sofa next to Melissa as
Speaker 2: she let her skirt fall back around her legs. Picking
Speaker 2: up the bomb, I passed it to Keith, who looked
Speaker 2: a little uncomfortable after his first ass fucking well, the
Speaker 2: atmosphere was quiet, it was content as we passed the
Speaker 2: bomb between the three of us, occasionally kickling. Eventually it
Speaker 2: was time for both of them to leave, and as
Speaker 2: I watched them descend the steps towards the pavement, Keith
Speaker 2: walking a little awkwardly and slowly, I smile. I hadn't
Speaker 2: had a couple of decent playthings in so long, and
Speaker 2: it was obvious that these two were going to be
Speaker 2: absolutely fun. They just probably didn't know how much fun yet.
Speaker 2: So I hope you've enjoyed our return to Amateur Hour
Speaker 2: for your weekly dose of erotic pleasure. As we get
Speaker 2: wild in bed once again, but for now and always
Speaker 2: with your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild,
Speaker 2: wishing you salacious dreams.
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