Days of Desire

by India T. Norfleet

  “Emily, you better stop before that man calls the police and tells them he’s got a peeping tom living next door to him.” Her best friend, Erica laughed over the phone.

  “Whatever! And no he won’t, he doesn’t even know I’ve been watching him.”

  “Alright, don’t call me when he finally figures out what you’re doing.”

  “He’ll never find out.”

  “Okay, how about we put a little money on it. Fifty bucks says he will.”

  “Damn, why fifty?”

  “Why are you worried about the amount if you’re so sure he’ll never find out?”

  “Trust me, I’m not worried. I just…”

  “Put up or shut up and admit that I’m right.”

  “Aright fine, fifty it is.”

  “Damn, I see your ass still can’t stand to be wrong. We aren’t 15 anymore, but I guess old habits die hard.” Erica laughed.

  “It’s not that I don’t like being wrong, I’m just super confident when I know I’m right.”

  “Righttt! Girl, you better tell that crap to someone who doesn’t know you! Anyway, I’ll talk to you later; my mom is calling on the other line.”

  “Okay, chow.”

  “Bye peeping Emily.” Erica laughed.

  “Shut up skank.” Emily chuckled as she ended the call and tossed her iPhone aside.

  Thank you Jesus for days off and Indian summers. Emily smiled and stretched before heading into the kitchen.

  Grabbing her favorite red wine glass, she poured herself a glass of Red Moscato, and rinsed off a bowl of fresh strawberries. She returned to her seat just in time to see Antoine’s rippling six pack as he stood on his deck, removed his t-shirt then dove into the crystal clear water of the inground swimming pool in his backyard. Emily watched as he swam lap after lap with profound deliberation. He glided through the water with elegance and poise as his muscled legs, cut arms, and rippling, well-toned abs glistened in the sun.

  “Ooohweee, that man can get it!” Emily shouted as she took a sip of her wine.

  Emily spent the next five minutes enjoying her fine specimen of a neighbor when out of nowhere the sun obstructed her view.

  “Noooo, please go away!” She shielded her eyes with one hand and tried to see if the vantage point through her binoculars was any better.

  “Damn it!”

  She was pissed. But then she got an idea. Grabbing her binoculars, Emily ran down the hall to her spare bedroom. Smiling, she sighed with relief as she peered through the window at an unobstructed view. In fact, the scene in here was even better than her bedroom. Emily relaxed on her lounger and allowed her mind to conjure up all kinds of naughty things that she wanted her neighbor to do to her.

  Before she knew it, she had her hands in her panties and was slowly sliding her fingers between her wet pussy lips. She didn’t realize she was moaning and calling her neighbor’s name until she heard birds chirping a little too clearly through a supposedly closed window. Instantly, Emily slowed her strokes as realization hit her.

  Please tell me I didn’t leave this window open! Slowly, she turned around. Sure enough, the window was open and a heavenly breeze blew in and caressed her brown skin.

  “Oh shit! Shit, shit, shit! Did he hear me?” Hazarding a peek outside the window, she noticed Antoine was now in his Jacuzzi with his head leaned back and eyes closed.

  “Whew, he didn’t hear me.” Emily exhaled and went back to enjoying the face and body of such a perfectly sculptured man when he waved.

  “What’s this foolishness?”

  Thinking her mind was playing tricks on her, Emily squeezed her eyes shut with her hands then opened them again. Once the room came back into focus, she slowly glanced out the window. What she saw almost gave her a heart attack. Not only was Antoine waving, he was looking back at her with his own binoculars. He grinned as he rose from the Jacuzzi then went inside his home.

  “Oh my god, he saw me!” She slapped a hand to her forehead and began nervously biting her nails. “Erica was right; he’s going to call the cops on me.”

  Emily began to pace back and forth across the floor trying to think of something believable to tell the police when her doorbell rang.

  “Oh my god! Oh my god, he really called the cops on me! He must really be pissed about me invading his privacy.” Well the eight foot privacy fence surrounding his property should’ve given you a clue. Emily chastised herself as she quickly draped her red, silk robe over her belly shirt and panties then went to answer the door. When Emily opened it, she was shocked to see that it wasn’t the police after all. Antoine was standing on her doorstep in nothing but sweatpants, classic Jordan’s, and a pearly-white-panty-dissolving smile. If the rapper Nelly ever had a twin, he was standing directly in front of her. Emily had to bite back a moan of satisfaction.

  “H-hi.” Emily stammered.

  “Hello Emily.” Damn, you are so beautiful! Antoine stood there and committed every single detail of her luscious body to memory, which rivaled any Victoria’s Secret model.

  “Um, is everything okay?”

  “Actually no, do you mind if we speak inside?”

  “Oh, uh, sure. Come on in.” Stepping aside, she allowed Antoine to enter her home then closed the door behind him.

  “Leaning against the front door and holding the doorknob for support, Emily asked, “What’s this about?” By now, she was shaking.

  Antoine walked up to Emily, trapping her between himself and the door.

  “Well how about for starters, why you thought it was okay…to start moaning without me? I think that was pretty inconsiderate especially seeing as how you were calling my name, don’t you think?” Antoine whispered in her ear.

  “Uh, I uh…”

  “Oh come on now Emily, don’t get quiet on me now. I prefer the moaning Emily to this silent one.” Antoine teased as he placed gentle kisses along her earlobe before sucking it into his mouth while simultaneously running a hand between her trembling thighs.

  “Emily?”

  “Yes.” She exhaled, moaning deeply.

  “Talk to me baby. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” Antoine inquired as he placed kisses on her collarbone.

  “I-I don’t know.” Is this shit really happening!!!?

  “Oh, I think you do know; but I’m sure I can think of a way to make you talk.” In one fell swoop, Antoine quickly closed the little space between them, undid the belt on her robe then ripped her satin thong panties off so fast that Emily stifled a nervous scream. He shoved her panties in his pocket and ran his hands up her shirt until he reached her big breasts then gently squeezed.

  “Ohhh.”

  “What was that?” Antoine whispered between placing lingering kisses along her neck.

  “Antoine I…is this a dream?”

  “Oh no sexy, this is the real thing.” His hand found Emily’s dripping pussy then he slipped a finger inside.

  “0hhh, Antoine…”

  “There you go; me fingering you is as real as it gets baby. And it’s about to get even better.”

  Antoine dropped his pants, picked Emily up and slipped inside her all in one smooth motion. “Antoineeeee!” Emily screamed when he penetrated her.

  “That’s what I’m talking about baby, call my name.”

  Wrapping her arms around his neck, she moaned. Her legs began to shake when Antoine sucked a pebbled nibble into his mouth, remaining still so Emily could adjust to his size. However, when Emily wrapped her long legs around his waist, he couldn’t hold still any longer. He began moving inside her, purposely stroking her wet heat incredibly slowly.

  “Harder baby, harder please!”

  “In due time baby. Right now, I’m going to tease you like you’ve taunted me for the past few months. I want to know just how wet you got while fantasizing about me and screaming my name in the middle of the night.” Antoine locked back onto Emily’s breasts, pulling all the way out of her warm cream then back inside again.

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p; “Please, Antoine; I can’t take it anymore! Please fuck me harder!” Emily moaned and thrashed against the door. That was all Antoine needed to hear before his long strokes became relentless pounding as he continually pummeled into Emily.

  “Oh my god yesssss; I’m about to cum!”

  “Then cum baby; cum like you did while you were watching me yesterday.”

  The mere thought of Antoine knowing she was getting off on him pushed her over the edge. “I’m cumming.” Emily screamed. She came hard then went limp between the door and Antoine’s body. All the extra wetness was Antoine’s undoing as he growled and shot a load of cum deep inside of her. “Emily?”

  “Yes?”

  “Next time, I’d rather be the one who performs foreplay and prepares your body for me. Remember that the next time you want to play with yourself and moan my name; understood?”

  “Y-Yes!”

  “Good, now come on so I can tattoo my name in your pussy with my tongue by the swimming pool. Then make you scream my name in the Jacuzzi. Grab those strawberries you were sucking on upstairs; I have an idea.”

  “Okay, g-give me a couple minutes. I’ll be right over.”

  “Alright, but the longer you make me wait, the longer I’ll make you wait. Tell Erica I said hi when you call her. You may want to keep it short, because you’re going to be busy all night long.”

  An Officer and A Freak

  "License and registration."

  "You have got to be kidding me!? Are you serious!?"

  "License and registration please!" The officer repeated.

  "Why are you pulling me over again; what did I do this time!?"

  "Ma'am, are you hard of hearing? If you don't produce your license and registration right now, you're going to jail!"

  Nikki huffed as she reached across her front seat for her Coach purse. “Fucking, stupid ass bastard!” She mumbled.

  "Here!" Nikki said as she threw her license out the window and watched as it land on the ground just in front of the officer’s feet.

  "Ma'am step out of the car, now." Nikki exited the car, not bothering to pull her mini skirt back down where it belonged.

  "Turn around, put your hands on your car and spread your legs."

  Nikki did just as she was told as the officer commenced to patting her down, making sure the inside of her upper thighs became part of the process.

  No he is not feeling me up. I be damned, I don't want to like it but lord knows I do. Nikki was more turned on than she wanted to admit. She had been attracted to Officer Reed since he first pulled her over a few months back.

  Too bad he was such a fucking jerk.

  Once Reed was done, he handcuffed Nikki and walked her to his patrol car. "Officer Reed, why is it that I’m the one in handcuffs when you’ve been harassing me for the past couple of months?"

  "Ms. Carter, if you would stop running lights and had better control over that sassy mouth - perhaps kept something in it on the regular then you wouldn’t be in handcuffs right now." Reed responded as his dick brushed against her thigh. “I was trying to be nice by writing you a ticket but I see I should’ve just taken your smart-mouthed ass to jail.”

  “Well take me to jail then. I bet you I’ll be out before your donut-eating-ass can wipe the jelly from your nasty mouth.”

  "Shut up, get in, and watch your head!" Officer Reed shouted as he pushed Nikki into the backseat of his patrol car.”

  Wait, did he just...and was that his dick I just felt? Naw, that had to be his flashlight. No dick is that long and thick. Nikki shook off the thought.

  "Well excuse me for standing up for myself." Nikki snapped as Reed slammed the door in her face. Then, he climbed in the front seat, starting the car but never pulled off. He simply sat there as if he was contemplating his next move in an intense game of chess.

  "Uh, why aren't we moving? Oh wait, I get it! You’re scared shitless now because you've been harassing me all these months. In addition, you just arrested me for no reason. Well it’s too late to try and cover this shit up now buddy; I'm going to sue Detroit Police Department (DPD) for everything they’ve got."

  Reed exhaled then began to speak, “Look Ms. Carter I…”

  "Oh no you disrespectful son of a…keep your apology! And as for that comment you made a minute ago…”

  "Shut up! Shut the hell up for one minute, damn!" Reed yanked the car into drive, drove down a couple blocks, around the corner and pulled up behind a busy pizza joint. He climbed out then pulled Nikki out by her waist.

  "What in the hell are we doing here? Oh my god you’re not going to… Help, somebody help m…”

  The rest of Nikki’s cry for help was lost in a very passionate kiss. As Nikki's lips opened of their own accord, she forgot everything that occurred prior to that moment. Reed pulled her soft body flush against his hard form.

  Instantly, Nikki was wet as Reed gripped her hips, slowly grinding his growing manhood into the damp heat between her thighs. As the kiss deepened, Reed pulled her skirt up around her waist and found her pussy slick and ready. Slowly, he slid two fingers inside her warm wetness. He couldn’t hold back the hiss of satisfaction at how wet she'd gotten so fast. Gliding his fingers in and out of Nikki’s pool of wetness purposely and slowly, his dick was rock hard. It kept jumping to break free from the confinement of the uniform pants and slide inside of this beautiful woman. He wanted her badly; he wanted her now. However, he wasn't done torturing her just yet.

  Breaking the kiss, he slowly took in her amazing runner’s legs, soft brown eyes, curly auburn locks, and light brown freckled skin. He couldn’t help imagining how much sexier she would be moaning his name well into the early morning hours. When he came back to the present and saw that Nikki was teetering on the edge of an orgasm, he quickly removed his fingers, placed them in his mouth, and licked them clean.

  "I guess that wasn't your flashlight, huh?"

  "No, but tonight, I'll show you exactly what it is."

  "Tonight?” She was puzzled.

  “Yes. At eight o’clock sharp, you’re to show up at my house tonight.”

  “Not in this lifetime, Officer Reed. I don't think so. The kiss was awesome but it wasn’t good enough to make me lose my damn mind."

  "Well Ms. Carter, I beg to differ and you don’t have to think because I happen to know that you’ll be on my doorstep. If you want the thousands of dollars in tickets that you’ve accumulated to disappear, you'll be there. Am I right, beautiful?"

  ******

  Nikki was pissed that she was being blackmailed. Particularly, since she would've happily given it up to Reed under different circumstances. She was excited as well. Truth be told, she wanted to fuck him just as bad as he wanted to fuck her.

  As she walked up Reed's walkway in a naughty officer's costume dress with a matching hat, dark shades, and her very own set of trick handcuffs, Nikki couldn't hide the skip in her stride. Not only was she about to get it on with the man who had been invading her dreams for months, she was also about to let Officer Reed know just how much she despised being blackmailed. She prayed Reed wouldn't catch on to her plan until it was too late as she rang the doorbell.

  "Well, hello gorgeous. Come on in." Reed invited. Again, his mind committed every detail about this woman to memory.

  Nikki could barely contain her excitement as she sashayed into Reed's house.

  "Hungry; can I get you anything to eat?" Reed asked Nikki as he helped her remove her jacket.

  "Yes, but only if we can skip right to dessert."

  "In that case, bend over and spread ‘em."

  Nikki dropped her purse and assumed the position against the arm of Reed's black leather couch.

  "So sexy, which one of us is the good cop and which one is the bad cop?" Reed whispered as he positioned himself on his knees behind Nikki until he was eye level to her ass.

  "I'll let you be the judge of that, sir.” “Since you have no panties on under this short ass dress, I'd say you’re definitely the bad cop.
" Reed declared as he admired Nikki's big, juicy ass. He couldn't resist a hard slap to her soft butt cheeks. “Oohhh, do it again.” Nikki moaned in delight when the sting sent pleasurable tremors straight to the apex of her thighs. Reed couldn't resist a second slap. This time Nikki moaned louder. “Yesssss!” Rubbing the now tender spot with one hand, he slid the other one down Nikki's buttery soft cheeks until he reached the wet lips of her pussy.

  "Damn Nikki, you’re so fucking wet." Reed acknowledged as he continued to rub her juices over and through her bald, slippery lips. No longer being able to resist playing on the outside of her treasure box, he eased two fingers inside her warm, wet wonderland, closing his eyes the instant most of his thick fingers slipped inside. She was so soft, slick, and wet. Reed didn't know how much longer he could go without being inside of her, but he did know if it wasn't soon, he would explode.

  "Ohhhh Reed, yes baby right there." Nikki purred melodiously while he perfected a rhythmic in and out motion with his fingers. Nikki's moans of pleasure had him hard enough to drill concrete. Then again, his need to lick up every drop of sweet cream between Nikki's thighs was taking precedence over every other thought that formed in his mind. Without waiting any longer, Reed spread her pussy lips and slipped his tongue inside.

  "Yessssss!" Nikki screamed.

  Reed grinned as he continued to massage Nikki's heat with his tongue. When he was content with lapping up her sweet, slick cum that persistently flowed from rocking her pussy on his face unremittingly, he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth at the same time his thick, hot tongue hit her G-spot.

  "Reedddddd!" Nikki yelled to the heavens as her cum began to flood his face and the couch.

  Reed lapped up every drop then stood and penetrated Nikki's completely saturated pussy, filling her entirely. Nikki came again as soon as Reed entered her. The additional wetness caused Reed to pound into Nikki relentlessly. Just when he began to feel an awesome, tingling sensation in his balls, he practically slowed to a snail’s pace.

  "Damn woman, this is some good ass pussy." Reed moaned as he continued to slowly thrust in and out.