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