Speaker 1: Daniel poured the whiskey with the slow precision of a
man trying to kill time. Outside. The rain lashed against
the windows, drowning out the distant hum of traffic across
the living room. Lisa adjusted the cushions on the couch
for the third time, her lips pressed into a thin line.
This was your idea, Daniel reminded her, handing her a glass.
We never socialize, she replied, and we always wonder about them.
Them were Daniel and Claire, the couple from across the hall.
They had moved in six months ago. Polite, well dressed, quiet,
too quiet. Mark had only exchanged brief pleasantries with Daniel
in the elevator, and Lisa had once accepted a parcel
on Claire's behalf. But that was it, a mystery wrapped
in good manners. At precisely eight o'clock, the beser ring,
Lisa opened the door to find Claire and Daniel standing
side by side, sleek as mannikins. Claire wore a deep
blue dress that clung to her figure, her blonde hair
pulled back into a severe bun. Daniel was effortlessly sharp
in a black sweater, his face unreadable. They carried a
bottle of red wine between them, like an offering. Lisa
welcomed them in and Mark took their coats. The air
smelled of jasmine from Claire's perfume, mingling with the scent
of whiskey and furniture. Polish, lovely place, Claire said, though
her eyes barely flicked over the room. We try, Lisa said,
with a smile. They settled into an easy conversation, travel books,
the crime rates in the city. Claire spoke in measured sentences,
her words chosen carefully, as if she were constantly calculating. Daniel,
by contrast, barely spoke at all, his fingers drumming softly
against his glass. It wasn't until the second drink that
Lisa noticed something odd. Claire had been subtly guiding the conversation,
steering it toward hypothetical situations. If someone were to disappear
in this building, She mused, do you think anyone would notice?
Mark chuckled. You make it sound like we live in
a Hitchcock film, Claire smiled, don't we. Claire and Mark
exchanged a glance. The wine bottle was nearly empty now,
the mood turning heavier. Daniel hadn't said a word in
fifteen minutes. He simply watched. Lisa cleared her throat.
Speaker 2: So what do you two do for work?
Speaker 1: Claire tilted her head slightly. Oh, a bit of this
and a bit of that. Mark frowned. That's fague, is it,
Claire replied. Silence stretched between them. The rain had stopped,
leaving only the soft hum of the refrigerator. Lisa suddenly
felt aware of how far they were from their neighbors,
how little they knew about them. Then Claire laughed, a
light musical kind. I'm kidding, she said, reaching for the wine.
We're both in finance. Boring, really, Lisa exhaled, but something
in Mark's expression remained unsettled, and across the room, Daniel
just smiled. Let's play a game, Daniel suggested. Claire narrowed
her eyes. She knew where this was going. Oh ok,
Lisa said, half excitedly. Tell us something about your sex
life lives, and we'll tell you something about ours. Daniel smiled.
He is a sex animal, Claire said. They both laughed.
Lisa smiled, not taking no for an answer. Thank you.
Daniel drank from his glass. By the time they were
done with dinner. Lisa was telling them how this was
day three hundred seventy one orgasm free for Mark. She
also blurted out that she had massive orgasms and had
the video to prove it. So you were stepping out,
Claire asked, well, we are kind of in an open marriage.
Mark said, do you want to see it? Asked Lisa. Sure, Sure,
replied Claire and Mark it was an orgy. Lisa retrieved
her smartphone from her purse and the show was on.
It was a mirror video with come blasting all over
the glass and the girls licking the mirror clean. Claire
and Daniel both stared in disbelief, asking Lisa to play
it over and over. They were flabbergasted at the amount
of seamens sprayed on the mirror. His cumb must be
awfully tasty. You guys drank it all down like it
was honey, said Claire. His coum taste like cinnamon, said Lisa. Well,
I wish it was mine. Mark teased, and they all laughed.
Are you ready to break your celibacy streak? Claire asked
a bit of seduction in her eyes. Mark hesitated he
had fond a and touched Lisa's boobs and pussy, but
he had never plunged his raging missile into the tight,
wet promise land in over a year. Claire looked at him.
His hands were on his crotch. Guys, are you all
thinking what I'm thinking? Daniel asked cunningly. What are you thinking?
Claire asked. Within a few minutes, the guys were soon
nude and cuffed to the queen bed. Claire and Daniel
climbed on the bed and sat between Lisa and Mark's legs, respectively.
Claire's approach to Mark's limp dick was to begin kissing, caressing,
and cupping his balls until he was at least three
quarters erect. She twirled her fingers and his pubic hair
with one hand while planting wet kiss is on the
top of his prick, making sure that her red lipstick
was clearly visible on the top of the mushrooming tower.
Her velvety tongue worked its magic by circling around the
shaft and licking and flicking at the very top of
his penis. By this point in time, Mark's missile was
fully engaged and ready for liftoff. Not to be upstaged
Lisa massaged Daniel's cock with her right hand, enclosing it
in the warmth of her fingers. Her fingers went up
and down his pole very gently, as the other hand
twirled his balls playfully. When she blew air into his
slightly widening slit, he shuddered and groaned. He grabbed the
base of his seven inches plus tower of pleasure and
massaged it with her fingers in a twisting motion as
her mouth and tongue sucked and licked its upper portion
over and over. Her tongue and fingers went up and
down gently, tenderly, unrelentingly. Daniel held strong with her attack,
passionately exploring all the sensitive crevices of his cock, not
sparing his two family jewels in the process. He was
moaning and attempting to thrust his hips skyward. Claire, who
had somehow assumed the roll of a leader, instructed Lisa
to mount Daniel cowgirl style. Since each guy's roosted was
fully loaded to their seven plus inch max, the amusement
park rides began in earnest As the thrusting and bouncing commenced,
Claire's hot box needed attention, and she sat down on
Mark's face as best he could without the use of
his hands, he licked and sucked on her now swollen clit.
After about ten minutes, the girls changed positions, with Lisa
writing on Mark, Claire writing cowgirl on Daniel, and then
face planting her pussy on his face. Afterwards, both cowgirls
quickened their pace as both guys howls and squeals increased
in intensity. M Yeah, holy fuck ugh marks continued as
Claire was back to now unmercifully slamming her pussy down
at an even more furious pace. Lisa, who was always
amused at watching men squirm in their sexual pleasure, decided
to pull the plug on Daniel's pleasurable pain now, she said.
She dismounted from Daniel's distressed pecker, and Claire removed the
restraints from his wrists. Do me, I want you to
fuck me now, screamed Claire. Mark wasted no time as
he assumed the missionary position on top of Claire. His
purple colored missile dove into Claire's moist pussy with wild abandon.
Within twelve to fifteen seconds, he felt the familiar twitch,
Knowing that he had now passed the point of no return.
This dovetailed into another ten to twelve seconds of pure
orgasmic bliss, followed soon by the unleashing of at least
twenty seven distinct squirts of his man juice. The post
orgasm seaman drips were next, finishing off with the spasms
and shaking. Claire was massaging her clit, and her orgasm
commenced as Mark's spasms were fading. Not exactly simultaneous orgasms,
but close enough. He collapsed on top of her while
she was still whimpering and chirping like a small bird. Meanwhile,
on the right side of the bed, Lisa had dismounted
from Daniel and began frantically fisting his cock until he
exploded all over his chest, abdomen, and pubes. Some of
his jiz landed on his face, which Daniel promptly licked off.
Daniel was quickly released from his restraints, but the sex
party was far from over. Was that a good orgasm,
Claire asked Mark. Absolutely phenomenal. I'm at a loss for words,
said Mark. And you can go at it again in
about twenty or probably thirty minutes, but you're not gonna
get a super orgasm like you just did, you'd probably
get one or two squirts out, but you can do
that every thirty minutes or so. You got await eight
full hours for another super orgasm, said Claire.
Speaker 2: Hi.
Speaker 1: I've never been pounded that hard by a guy in
my entire life. You are amazing, said Lisa.
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