by Kylie Parker
“Sean… Sean?” she whispered.
“I can’t find my purple pendant. Can you help me look?” She raised her voice slightly and looked over her right shoulder with her arms parallel to one another. The young man slowly opened his eyes. As soon as Kate saw that, she smiled at him.
“Come on, Sean. Wake up and help me look…” At that moment, she took her right hand off the floor and curled her index finger. But, she would face him no more. Kate wanted to feel his desire and she had already done enough to arouse him. In a second, she heard the blanket being thrown away.
“Ooh! You bad boy…” Sean had kneeled behind her; his big hands were on her hips. However, she did not expect his next move. He began to run his tongue along her spine, from bottom to top. Kate tilted her head back and faced the ceiling. Sean’s wet tongue made her tingle. With his tongue on her neck, he took his hands off her hips and ran his index fingers on her ribs.
“Taking our time, aren’t we? I thought you’d be licking my pussy by now… Oh, that feels good.” Kate sighed and bit her lower lip, sensing his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of her neck. She welcomed that surprise. Soon enough, she also felt his right hand on her midsection, slowly going up, towards her chest. He filled his palm with her boob and repeated the same move with his left hand. Sean had arched his back, leaning towards her, with his 7.5-inch cock pressing against her entrance. It was getting bigger and harder by the second.
The young man went on to lay soft kisses all over Kate’s back. Her breath was getting heavier. He slid his hands down until they were back on her hips. This time though, he would not take them off so fast. Instead, they traveled further down and stopped on her big, juicy ass. Kate licked her upper lip and looked over her shoulder again, only to watch as Sean closed his eyes, grabbed her buttocks, and squeezed them once. He then leaned forward, towards her round ass…
“That’s what I’m talking about.” Kate’s body stiffened, feeling Sean’s full lips on her buttocks. His worship had just begun. Every few seconds, he would pinch it lightly, squeeze it, kiss and lick it, from left to right or vice versa. Something Jonathan had never done to her.
“I’m getting so wet… God, he’s so good with his mouth I wanna fuck him all night long…
Kate took her hand off the floor and put it on Sean’s head before she ran her fingers through his short hair. She then pressed it against her ass while she pushed her crotch against his lips at the same time. Then, her gardener laid a final, sloppy kiss on her right buttock. Eagerly anticipating his next move, Kate no longer pressed her crotch against him. For all she knew, he could well enter her at that moment. Nonetheless, it seemed that he had other plans.
“Oh my God!” A loud moan escaped Kate. Sean’s lips were on her wet labia. His right hand squeezed her butt cheek some more while he used his left index and middle fingers to rub her clit from underneath. Kate’s body jerked forward. She needed his hands on her boobs, but that was pretty much out of the question at that time. So, she put her right hand down to support her weight and used her left hand to fondle her large boobs.
Even though Sean was still quite young, he appeared to be quite good at foreplay. He flicked his tongue on Kate’s entrance in a very fast pace, still rubbing her clit from underneath. He then laid sloppy kisses on her pussy lips, sucking her juices until his tongue reached her clit. Right after that, he took his hand off of it. Both of his hands landed hard on Kate’s gorgeous ass.
“Lick it… Come on, lick my clit…” she urged him. Of course, the young man did not need much motivation. He had a beautiful woman at his mercy and he was determined to give her a good time.
Sean pulled her crotch closer to his face. He then rubbed her entrance with his right middle finger. It was soaking wet. Kate’s soft moans filled the room. Slowly, Sean pushed his finger inside her and kept licking her swollen clit.
“I’m gonna cum…” Kate banged her right hand on the carpet. Sean quickened his pace and took her clit in his mouth, biting it gently. He kept it between his teeth for five seconds while he finger-fucked her, faster and faster. Then, he placed his dexterous tongue on it again and flicked it.
“I’m cumming…” Kate groaned and pushed her crotch against his face once more. Amidst her loud moans and Sean’s muffled sighs, she put her right hand back on his head and climaxed, rubbing pussy juices all over his face. Sean would not stop, though. Even after Kate came, he kept vigorously kissing and licking her butt cheeks.
“Look at you; I just love it when you make me cum like that…” Kate looked at him once more and smiled at him. Her sexy voice filled his ears.
“I wanna return the favor. Lay down for me…”
Sean looked up at her. His sly smile sent her pulse rising. Sean had just given her a powerful orgasm and Kate’s only thought was to please him as much as he pleased her.
The young man did not speak. As soon as he complied, Kate rose and climbed in bed, facing him. He had taken a bath earlier and the scent of the expensive body wash he had used still lingered on his skin.
A younger cock, just for me. I love the way you make me feel, Sean. So special, so sexy…
Without much thought, Kate faced him and leaned forward. She grabbed his large cock with her right hand. Precum was already dripping from the cock head. She gave him a lustful look and led it into her mouth, stroking his balls with her left hand.
“Ooh, yeah…” Sean moaned, softly. Kate opened her eyes and looked up at him. He had bitten his lower lip and his abs were flexing with her every stroke. His pleasure turned Kate on even more; she placed her hands on his abdomen and glided them up. She wanted to sense his young skin in her palms but, more than that, Kate needed to dig her long nails into his flesh. Her fingertips reached his upper abs, when she did what she had in mind. A cry of pleasure, mixed with pain escaped him. At that point, she felt his hands on hers.
Kate’s sensual blowjob went on. She would not quicken her pace, but she decided to see for herself if she could swallow his entire, throbbing cock. Sean then pulled himself slightly up and leaned against his shoulders. He extended his right hand and tugged on a strand of hair; it was blocking his view. He tucked it behind her right ear. Kate flicked her tongue into the tiny hole. With a final stroke on his balls, she pulled it out of her mouth and opened her eyes. Sean gave her a sexy smile. She then started kissing his abdomen, from bottom to top. Upon reaching his neck, she felt his cock at the right spot to rub her clit against it. Stimulating her clit by grinding on his large manhood, she kissed the dimple on his chin, when she felt his big hands on her back. They slowly traveled down towards her big, juicy ass.
“Fuck me…” Kate whispered. Then, Sean grabbed her by the hips and pulled her up. Looking for the ideal angle of penetration, Kate leaned back a little. Her gardener grabbed his cock with his right hand and led it inside her soaking wet pussy.
Sensing his slow, deep penetration, Kate tilted her head back.
“Oh, yeah…” she sighed with her hands on his chest, looking right into his eyes. Upon the sight of her beautiful tits, Sean put his arms around her and pressed her down, against him. He then took her hands off her back and got busy with her breasts. Kate’s pussy was so wet that it did not take long for it to engulf his entire cock. His hands pressed her tits against each other before he stuck his lips on her left nipple.
But Kate was too aroused for anything slow. Everything he had done earlier had made her crazy with lust. She desperately needed a hard pounding and an even more explosive orgasm than the one he had given her earlier.
So, she took his left hand off her right boob and led it onto her ass, breathing softly on his skin. She leaned forward, laid a soft kiss on his left cheek and whispered in his left ear:
“You shouldn’t have teased me so much earlier. Now, fucking pound me…”
Tired as he was, Sean could not say no to his beautiful boss. He eagerly filled his palms with her butt cheeks, but he would not stop his breast worship. It would have to be hands-fr
ee, but he did not mind. He quickened his pace and sought her lips. They finally locked in a long, passionate kiss. Kate’s juices were flowing down her thighs. She was moaning in his mouth.
Ending their kiss, Sean gently slapped her left butt cheek and opened his eyes, only to discover that she was already squinting at him.
“That a boy. Come on, fuck me hard…” She groaned. Then, Kate felt his hands grabbing her ass in a tighter hold; his short nails dug into her silky flesh. His short, fast thrusts were filling her with pleasure as she breathed hard down his neck. Sean took her right nipple in his mouth, quickening his pace even more. He licked it in a circular motion and bit it gently.
Kate’s second orgasm was close. By now, their moans were filling the room. His big, hard cock was deep inside her, filling her up and the feel of his tongue on her nipples sent her one step closer to heaven.
“I’m cumming…” she screamed. Within seconds, her body shook violently. Kate shivered in spasms of orgasmic pleasure. She flooded Sean’s cock with pussy juices. His climax was loud and aggressive. He pulled his cock out of her warm pussy. A big surge of sperm shot out of it and landed on her left butt cheek. Kate collapsed onto him, exhausted and panting.
Chapter Five
“Looks like a got a new neighbor. And he’s got a lot of stuff…”
At 9:30am the next morning, looking out through the kitchen window, Kate observed four huge trucks passing her house and stopping at the estate to the left of hers. In a red robe, she waited for Isabelle to wake up while she and Monica were catching up. Monica wore her pink velour pajamas.
“I don’t mean to insult your husband, but your neighbors seem much richer than him. I saw a Lamborghini parked outside that house this morning. What does he drive again?” Ever the teaser, Monica was in the mood again, pouring coffee into a red coffee mug.
“He drives a BMW M3. It’s blue, by the way. Cost him $115,000. Fast cars are a ‘guy thing’, I guess.” Kate rolled the white curtain, turned around and returned to the kitchen table. She sat closer to the sink, across the counter where Monica was making coffee.
“Don’t say that, Kate. I have a thing for fast cars, too. I love them, really.” Both women heard Isabelle’s somewhat raspy, early-morning voice echoing in the corridor.
“And I would love to take that car for a spin.” Isabelle emerged with a smile on her face. Her hair was messy and her eyes were puffy. Wearing a crème shirt and the pants of her purple silk pajamas, she looked quite excited with the idea of driving a fast sports car.
“Yeah, our little girl is oozing with testosterone sometimes. Hey… Isn’t that Mark’s shirt?” Monica went on to tease Isabelle as well. Mark was her ex-boyfriend.
“Yeah, it is. And, I’m not. You can judge me all you want, Mon. You’ll only know when you actually drive one. Trust me.” She winked at her.
“Whatever. Want some of this coffee?” Monica would not argue with her.
“Yeah, sure.” Isabelle then pulled a brown, wooden chair and took a seat across Kate.
“So… What do you guys wanna do today?” Kate sipped some coffee.
“Dunno… I’m still a little tired. Hey, turn on the TV. Maybe we’ll catch a glimpse of the guy who saved us the other day,” Isabelle suggested. Kate picked up the remote control from the kitchen table; she was curious to discover his identity.
Quite naturally, Dean Marshall was still being discussed on TV panels that day. Such a feat from a passenger had made history and it would take a while for the thing to blow over. There was a report on CBS and a big picture of him in the middle of the screen. Monica and Isabelle recognized him, but they did not expect Kate’s reaction.
“Hey… Is that the man you’re talking about, Mon? The guy who took up the pilot’s seat?” Kate’s voice was shaking, as she pointed at the TV.
“Yeah, that’s him. Kate, what’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something…” Monica was between her two friends with a white coffee mug in her right hand, but would not sit down. Nevertheless, Kate would not speak. Instead, she lowered her eyes and got lost in her thoughts for several seconds. Having enough of her friend’s strange behavior, Isabelle yelled:
“Kate!”
Abruptly snapping out of it, the young woman jolted and faced Isabelle.
“Nothing. I…I don’t wanna talk about it. It’s just something I…remembered.” Her almost inaudible voice did not convince either of them, but they would not force the issue. It was clear that whatever Kate had to say about Dean was really personal and neither of them had the will to pursue the matter any further. Furthermore, they had big plans for their holiday in New York. They had not been there in more than four years.
“So…Where’s your boy toy, Kate? Was he up for the task last night?” Monica teased her again.
“Well, judging by what our friend’s screams, he was. Wasn’t he, Kate?” Isabelle picked up where her friend left off. Monica pressed her elbow against Isabelle’s back.
Kate smirked. Still shook up by the news though, she ignored them and kept staring at the table.
“Yep. He was pretty good. He left like an hour ago. But I’ve had better,” she stated in a low tone. Isabelle looked over her shoulder and up at Monica. They had not heard of that story, but Kate was quick to discourage them from asking anything about it.
“Guys, I hate to be a buzzkill, but I’m really not in the mood for going out. I’d rather stay in tonight. We can always order take-out; watch a few shows on Netflix. Please, don’t ask why. Let’s just say I’ve lost my appetite.” She sipped some more coffee and eased her mug down, before she rose from her seat. Kate was about to leave the kitchen altogether, when Isabelle grabbed her by her left forearm.
“I really wanna hear about the best sex you’ve ever had. What was so special about it?” Isabelle’s curiosity was showing in her voice.
“Well, everything. But, not right now. Maybe some other time. There are a few things we need to discuss first,” Kate raised her voice, smiling down at Isabelle.
“Well, don’t just stand there. Why did you get up, anyway?” Monica squinted at her.
“Never mind.” Kate returned to her seat.
Unable to shake the feeling that their friend was hiding something from them, Monica sat between Kate and Isabelle. She was compelled to ask.
“Kate, do you know Marshall? Why did you get so upset earlier?” She even reached out and placed her left hand on Kate’s fingers.
“He’s bad news.” She shook her head downward and sideways.
“Dean Marshall is nothing more than a spoiled brat who loves manipulating people. You’re saying that he was a hero two days ago, but I think he did that just to save himself. Yeah, he’s a great-looking guy, tall, athletic… But, trust me. There are far better men than him out there. Izzy…” She averted her gaze from Monica and looked at Isabelle.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Promise me you’re not gonna date this guy. Stay away from him, ok? You deserve so much better, baby.” Kate’s pleading tone confused them both.
“I will, but first you gotta tell me who told you about all this. Did Jonathan talk to you about him?” Isabelle rubbed her fingers against Kate’s.
“No. Let’s just say that my source is quite reliable.” Kate spoke in riddles, but Isabelle had no reason to doubt her. Besides, he was hundreds of miles away. Chances of her running into him again were very slim indeed. The three friends were happy to be reunited even though they would not be going out that night. There was plenty of time for partying in fancy clubs. For now, though, all they needed was each other’s company.
Chapter Six
“Mmmm… Yummy!”
Lying on the one of the two couches, Isabelle was drooling over pizza, flipping through the pages of a brochure of a local Italian restaurant. Meanwhile, Monica was going over a TV guide on the couch closer to the front door while Kate was talking to Jonathan on the phone. As flight attendants, the two friends’ diet consisted of p
lenty of vegetables. However, now they were about to taste some real food and they were excited.
“Let’s see. Yeah, horror movies are definitely outta the question. I don’t wanna lose my appetite. No macho crap, either. Hmm…Yeah, I haven’t seen The Big Short yet. Hey, Isabelle, wanna watch The Big Short? I saw a trailer online. I think it’s good.” Monica was waiting for a response, but Isabelle was too hungry to take her eyes off the menu. After a pretty much uneventful day, they were looking forward to this moment and as an Italian cuisine fan, she completely ignored her friend.
“Fine…The Big Short it is. Next time, pay attention.” Monica hummed. Kate returned with her cell phone in her right hand, puffing.
“Yep. He’s not coming for another week, at least.” She was frustrated.
“Bacon, pepperoni, double cheese, thin crust…” Isabelle chirped and tossed the menu on the table. Kate began to dial the number of that restaurant. At that moment though, the three friends heard a loud, piercing sound. It was very close and crystal clear, as if it was coming from the street. It took Isabelle a few seconds to realize what it was.
“I think your neighbor is a musician. That’s an electric guitar. He sounds pretty good,” she remarked. However, Kate did not appreciate the noise, especially when she was about to speak on the phone. Two minutes later, after she had managed to place their order, she was very angry. Still in her red robe, she announced:
“I need to put some clothes on and go give that moron a piece of my mind.” Her voice had gotten high-pitched.
“Kate, don’t. You shouldn’t fight with your new neighbor. Let me put on my sneakers and I’ll go,” Isabelle interjected.