by Naomi Penn
“Patrick, what brings you here?” She draws a smile on her face, the glow of her skin and fairness of complexion making my lips go dry. I blink a few more times before I manage to blurt out an answer.
“Just checking if you need something done around your house. I can help you out if you want.” Those jade eyes gaze at me with fervor, making my body hot and eager to see more of her dark side. She nods at me, keeping the naughty smile on her face as she moves to the side for me to enter her house.
“You’ve read my mind. Actually, there are some things yet to be done around. The stress of moving into a new house gets me frustrated. Why don’t you come in and check the place if there’s something you can do to help me out.” I walk behind her, tailing along as she leads the tour to her house.
The outside is just the tip of the iceberg. Her house is a wondrous creation of brilliant interior designers and talented architects. The ceilings are crafted with modern style, the structure an unusual spectacle of engineering, and the furniture is pieces of artwork bound together to build this entirety. To be honest, on this general view, I cannot pinpoint a thing with fault unless it’s a hidden defect.
“I’m still unpacking upstairs, so please bear with all the clutter yet to be seen. Come on, I’ve got something to show you.” She wraps her hand around my wrist, her long, red fingernails another reminder that she’s definitely the girl on the porn site. I wonder what magic those long, skilled fingers can do when she’s naked with a man.
We climb the stairs with her dragging me around. I can smell the scent of vanilla as she walks, making my insides knot in desire. As she takes a step ahead of me, I can peek on the inside of her shirt. Her fair, flawless skin stirs excitement in my body, especially the bulge growing inside my pants.
“Well, I guess I need a little hand to fix the positions of furniture in my room. Are you up to the task, Patrick?” She faces me with a gentle smile on her face, but the wicked sparkle in her eyes reminds me of her dark side. I nod at her.
“Great! Don’t worry, I’ll pay you in return after all these tasks are done.” She winks and walks me into her room.
A spacious master bedroom decorated beautifully with ornaments and expensive electronics, her room is more than superior and grand when compared to a five-star suite. Everything looks wondrous and lovely, with the modern touch of style incorporated to it. The wall facing the road is pure glass, exhibiting the beauty of the town and sunset. An overlooking terrace extends out of the room, with wooden table and chairs for outdoor appreciation and relaxation.
“What do you think?” The expression on her face shows her thrill and excitement of sharing the beauty her room radiates to her house. I can’t agree better. Everything I laid eyes on her house is simply breathtaking, but this part of her home must be my favorite so far.
“This room is perfect.” I turn to look at her with a stupefied smile on my face. She walks forward towards me, and I begin to forget about my inclination to her magnificent private space. I feel my heart hammering in my chest as she closes the gap between the two of us.
We stand there face to face, inches away from each other’s lips. I can feel her huge, perky tits press on my chest, her hard nipples poking my body. She looks up to read my expression, which most probably shows me breathing heavily with lips parted.
“Actually, something’s missing in here yet.” She presses her body against me more, my cock twitching uncontrollably as it reaches contact on her navel. She’s inches shorter than me, but I know she’s a yearahead of my age. I can’t explain the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
Being trapped in this situation with a smoking hot, sexy woman makes me horny as fuck.
“What is that, Giselle?” I lock my eyes on her, not wanting to surpass any moment that may fly when I blinked my eyes. She smirks naughtily at me, unleashing the horny woman I have watched in porn last night. The perverted chic with a body any men would die to fuck hard.
“I need you to screw those holes for me, Patrick.” My eyes grow wide upon hearing those words. Instead of indulging in our sweet exchange, she distant herself and walks backward, her eyes still filled with lust and hunger I can’t refuse to satisfy.
She walks towards the desk table in her room, tapping on the toolbox as she posed near them. The nasty smile plastered on her face is consistent. I walk across the room to see what’s inside of the box she’s asking me to open. It looks like a typical toolkit with a black coat that seems too neat and grand to be a man’s toolkit.
I look at her with puzzled eyes, but she motions for me to open the box instead. Without thinking twice, I untack the locks and open the briefcase type kit carefully.
My eyes grow saucers as I see the contents of what she fondly calls her toolkit. Inside are sex toys used by women for maximum pleasure—dildos of differing sizes, vibrators, body clamps, floggers and other familiar tools I can’t name.
Before I can speak another word, I feel her hands around my body, massaging me over the shirt I wear while she stands behind me. I gasp as her fingers tingle my erogenous spots, with her lips rubbing my neck as she speaks.
“Are you up to the task, Patrick?” Her voice is sending fireworks inside my body. Her hands travel my body down to my crotch as she finds the pulsating, hard cockfighting its way out of my pants. I moan as her fingers trace my huge size, grasping my cock against the denim fabric covering it.
My tongue is dry, my body frozen and my eyes are closed. I can’t deny the fact that watching my neighbor jerk off as she filmed herself makes me aroused as hell, but this thing is driving me nuts. Her breasts press on my back as she pounds her body against mine, seducing me more and more as each minute passes by without me giving out an answer.
I’m not going to play dumb Patrick here. I want to taste her badly, and I need to fuck her or else I’ll regret the change of slipping this opportunity away.
I untangle from her embrace as I face her with ardent eyes, the fire burning inside of me reflected on the green iris of her eyes. She looks stunned as I hold her by the neck, pressing her against the wall with my body against hers. I rub my lips on hers as I speak, taking my chance to dominate the situation.
“I’m fucking ready and game for it all the time.”
I have imagined this scene so many times. I can’t believe my luck. I’m about to fuck this hot blonde hard and I’m not showing any mercy at all costs.
Chapter 5: The Zenith
Giselle looks pleased with the sudden change of roles in her room. She’s playing her tricks on me, and now she’s winning the game. She’ll get the fuck she deserves from a fan that aches to meet and fuck her until she’s down on the ground, drained in multiple orgasms.
I raise her shirt vigorously, tugging the cloth to show her supple, milky tits before me. Just like what I saw on the porn scandal, her tits are round and perky with pink, hard nipples arousing me more. I love tits and hers are one of the best ones I’ve seen in porn. Seeing them in person makes me so hard that my cock aches to be out of its den.
I hold her wrists up to her head, keeping my control over the scene. I lean closer to suck her erect nipples, making her arch her back to the sensation my lips bring to her tits.
“Fuck, don’t stop.” She moans as I swirl the tip of my tongue on her hard nipples, alternately sucking both tits. She tastes sweet and delicious, and the lewd sound every time I pop them off my mouth makes my body yearn for more.
I squeeze one of her breasts as I plunge my mouth against hers, kissing her lips with so much desire. Our tongue dance in the rhythm of our heartbeats, overwhelmed by the heat we bring to each other’s body. As I part from her mouth, I tug her red thong down as I drop on my knees.
I lift her leg and rest in on top of my shoulder. She keeps her eyes on me, watching with a deep passion in her eyes every move I take. As I open her legs to see her core, I feel the lust in my body elevated with her pussy dripping wet before me.
“You’re so wet.” I tease, and she gives
me a devilish smirk in response. I feel her hand against my hair, and she pushes my head towards her aroused bud. I welcome her invite and work my tongue to please her. With it swirling around to taste her fluids, she continues her moans of delight.
I lick her erect clitoris, making her entire body shudder. She arches her back a couple of times as I increase the speed of my tongue. Her lips are parted, eyes closed with her hand pushing my head against her pussy. The view from below is just fucking spectacular, with her pussy on my mouth and her glorious body especially those swollen tits waiting to be fucked.
I push my tongue inside, fucking her with my mouth. She moans again, motivating me to do more. With her eyes half closed, I lick my middle finger and penetrate it inside of her tight entrance.
“Fuck you.” Her face is a proof of my winning streak. I increase my speed from slow, sensual and easy to rough, fast finger fucking. Trails of white, sticky fluid flow from my fingers. She vibrates with her legs unable to sustain her stead. I stand up without releasing my fingers, kissing her lips to distract her from the orgasmic tension fighting over her stability and strength. Another gush of warm, potent cum flows out of her entrance, dripping on my hand with evidence of how her body reacts to me.
I carry her in my arms, taking her to the bed. I stand up and snatch a dildo from the toolkit. Her eyes are half closed, still vibrating from the release she just splashed all over me. I pull her hands and place them on my pants, commanding her to remove them for me.
She follows, unzipping the huge monster craving to be inside her. She gasps upon seeing my full size, my cock erect and standing on its own as it throbs furiously. Without further words, she sucks the head with vigor.
“Fuck.” Her lips surround my engorged cock, suffocating it in her warm, skilled mouth. I throw my head back with closed eyes. If there’s something to expect about Giselle, that is she’s a pro in bed. I step backward to escape her mouth. Fuck, she sucks well. I can’t release my cum into her mouth. Not until I fuck her tight, dripping pussy.
“Turn around.” She follows and faces the other end of the bed with all fours. Her entrance does not need any lube to be slippery—she’s all soaked in her own juices. I thrust the dildo into her pussy with ease. Giselle moans the moment she is filled with the girth of the dildo. I push in and out of her, fucking her tight hole while stroking my hard cock.
“Brace yourself, baby. There’s more to come.” I spit on her ass hole as I push my cock inside of her tight, virgin ass. She jerks in discomfort, but she holds my hand to assure me she’s ready to take in the pain.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask her, but I keep on fucking her with the dildo in her pussy. She shakes her head, her cheeks flushed with lust and delirium.
“No, please don’t stop.” With her approval, I rub my cock on her hole and slide slowly inside of her. I kiss her back as I push my whole length in her. I let out a groan as the tight entrance surrounds my girth, a new sensation floods my system.
I can hear her muffled cries as I catch my speed, pumping my pelvis into her snug hole. She takes hold of the dildo and moves it in and out of her pussy as I fill her with my huge length. The dildo makes her hole tighter, making it more arousing as I thrust faster inside of her.
She convulses as the dildo falls on the bed, a gush of clear fluids escape her pussy and splashes on the bed. I catch her before she collapses on the bed. I need to take advantage of her weakened state. I throw the dildo on the ground and flip her to face me. I slide out of her, moving to thrust her pussy and fill her with my huge cock. As I move inside of her, her eyes grow wide. She curses under her breath as I gather my speed, moving faster and faster to the rhythm of her chased breaths.
“You’re so fucking big, baby.” She does not sound like her. I watch as her huge tits jiggle up and down to every move. I grasp one of her breasts, kneading them as I played with her erect clitoris.
“Oh my God, I’m cumming again!” Upon hearing her words, I increase my pace and thrust my hips with all my might. She’s moaning, almost screaming on top of her lungs as she squeezes her tits in desperation. Not long after, I can feel her insides tightening, bringing the same stinging feeling in my bones.
I can’t keep my eyes open with the powerful tension building up in my pelvis. Not long enough, my cock throbs inside of Giselle as it expels the rich, thick load in her. The warm sensation feels delirious and subtle, a feeling I have not yet experienced all my life.
As I slide out of her, potent white cum drips from her entrance. Giselle is still shaking, but the satisfaction written all over her face explains how much she loved every moment. I stand up but her hand clasps mine before I can pick my clothes and go.
“I know you need this.” She reaches for her wallet on the end table, but I refuse her offer.
I give her a wink before I walk towards her door. As much as I wanted to stay, mom needs my help on the catering services due today.
“Don’t worry. Money does not matter now. I’ve found something more interesting than that.”
Story 50
“If you would keep up with the hull work, then I might just get you there alive,” the star ship’s commander said. “We are only a few months away. Let’s step it up.”
Dole eyed Commander Stern and counted to ten inside his head before he answered. It didn’t help much. They had been on the ship for three years. The stink of the animals in the cargo shelters was wafting through the ventilation system and they couldn’t filter the smell out anymore.
Three years was fast when you considered the vastness of space and the actual distance between Earth’s solar system and this uninhabited yet habitable world where they would live out their lives.
He tried to remind himself that in three months he would never see Commander Stern or most anyone else from Earth ever again. He also tried to remind himself that as soon as Dole, his wife Constance, and the other settlers were dropped off he’d be plenty busy welding habitats and structures for the farmers and ranchers. Stern would fly out to one of the outer worlds to mine isotopes for a few months and then he had three more long years back to Earth.
That helped a little.
“It’s a big ship,” Dole said. “It takes a while to track down a scratch from a meteor.”
Stern swallowed and looked away. “One of those scratches could breach the hull and threaten the life of your wife and your community.”
“You don’t have to tell me,” Dole said with the heat returning to his blood after he just got through cooling it. “I’m out there alone every day dealing with it.”
Stern narrowed his eyes. “Speak plainly, citizen.”
“I think I just did … sir.”
“Tell me what you really mean by that just so I’m clear on your issue.”
Dole swallowed and said, “I walk the hull welding it back shut day after day. I’ve done the job for three years. If I wasn’t doing the job, we probably wouldn’t be here. So, I got it without you explaining it to me like I’m not the most experienced person onboard with this that you’ve got.”
“Oh, I see.” Stern raised his eyebrows and nodded his head.
Dole could smell the cow shit through the vents and he did not like the pompous look on the commander’s face. His blood boiled a little hotter and he started talking again even though his brain, using Constance’s voice, was telling him to stop. “Once you don’t have me anymore, you’ll have to see how well you can do with one of your officers or do it yourself for once.”
“I do see now.” Stern nodded. “I used to do exterior work before I moved up the ranks. I could do it myself, but I have a job. Everyone onboard does their part. You handle the hull so my people can focus on other things.”
“I’m well aware, Commander. You could do, but you don’t. Understood.”
Stern laughed and took a few steps away. He turned back to face Dole. “I got you, citizen. I know every inch of this ship like a lover’s body and I’ve had more than a few ships and lovers in my time
.”
“Bully for you, boss.” Dole rolled his eyes. Constance’s voice had gone silent in his head. Even his wife’s imaginary voice wanted no part of this argument.
“If you were willing to learn, Dole, I could show you how it is done. I’ve been trying to explain the flaws in your search pattern for three years. You could learn a thing or two from me about doing a thorough job of servicing the skin.”
“Is that so?”
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“It is in fact.”
“Again, I think I am doing well enough to get the job done.”
Stern shook his head. “If this is your idea of good enough, I feel sorry for your wife.”
Dole took a step toward Stern. Stern stood his ground and waited. Stern was a head taller than Dole. His chest was broader and his uniform showed more defined muscle. Being in zero gravity outside the ship so often had robbed Dole of some of his definition. He had a gut forming too. Dole still had dark hair, but Stern’s silver hair over his chiseled jaw line gave him a rugged look that probably helped him win his lovers and his ship.
“What do you mean by that, Stern?”
“If you are this careless with the ship, I just hope for Constance’s sake that you are more precise when you fuck.”
“Fuck you, Stern. Leave her out of this.”
Stern pointed at Dole. “We are all in the same ship. Everyone is involved in what we are discussing. That is my point.”