0 comments/ 48251 views/ 4 favorites My Shy Neighbor By: Ozgal2 Marty was such a sweet guy, but so painfully shy. He’d moved in next-door 3 months ago and in all that time had uttered no more than a couple of words and only when I spoke to him first. He had this cute little way of dipping his head into his shoulder and never making eye contact. Marty was quite a handsome man. He was about 6’ tall, with dark blonde hair and a moustache and a very athletic body. He actually cycled most mornings, when the weather permitted. He had the bluest eyes, but it was awfully hard to catch a glimpse of them. A few times lately when I have been outside in my yard I’ve sensed that I was being watched. You know that feel you get when someone is watching you from a far and you get that little shiver that comes over you? Well, that had been happening to me. Yet, I wasn’t frightened by it, quite the opposite really. It was probably the second time that it happened that I realized it was Marty. I caught a fleeting glimpse of him standing in the doorway of his garage, but he was kind of peeking around the doorframe. He certainly wasn’t being up front about it. In fact I know I wasn’t meant to see him at all, because as soon as I glanced in his direction he darted back inside the garage. I must admit that it gave me a kind of sense of power, knowing that he was too frightened to openly watch me. I found it quite a turn on really, because at the time I had been hanging out washing. Actually, I was pegging my underwear on the clothesline I was really quite fascinated by my shy neighbor and realized that I could probably have a little fun with the poor guy too. I’ve got a naturally fun sense of adventure and enticing Marty to play my games seemed like a great idea. I wasn’t in a relationship of any kind. Actually, I’ve been on my own for the last couple of months since my previous relationship had taken a turn for the worse. So, I was in the mood for a little action. It was a perfect day, the sun was shining, and the sky was the most beautiful blue. I knew Marty was home, as I’d seen him outside only moments ago. He’d been sweeping the pathways around his house. He really does have a great body. He was only dressed in a singlet top and a pair of bike shorts. He’d obviously already been for his daily ride I decided now was the time to start my little game. I quickly changed into my bikini top and put on a pair of cut off denim shorts on, but no panties, but neglected to zip them up. So they were just kind of hanging open on my hips. I knew Marty had a kind of fascination with watching me hang my underwear on the clothesline. Not having any washing to hang out I grabbed some clean underwear from my drawer and tossed them into the clothesbasket and headed out my back door into the yard. I could hear Marty rattling around in his garage as soon as I stepped outside. To make him aware that I was there I called out quite loudly to my cat and then proceeded towards the clothesline. I stood on the side of the clothesline, which allowed me to face Marty’s garage. I leaned down and picked up the first article, a lacy pair of black panties. I had deliberately tied my bikini top loosely so that when I stretched up to peg my panties on the line the bottom swell of my breasts was exposed. I took my time pegging my panties on the line so that my arms were at full stretch. I leaned down for the next item, a ‘G’ string. I picked it up and held it to my nose and pretended to inhale deeply before pegging it on the line too. Each time a little more of my breasts become exposed. Ah, with a fleeting glance I had spotted Marty watching me. Hmmm, my ploy was working already. I leaned down again and grabbed a white lacy bra and again stretched up. This time my left breast slipped out from my bikini top. It was fully exposed. I heard something crash inside Marty’s garage. I’m guessing he was so stunned that he stepped back kicking something. A chuckled a little at that. I adjusted my bikini top so that my breasts were covered again, but only just. I leaned down and grabbed another pair of panties and again stretched fully to peg them on the line. Oops, it happened again, but this time both my breasts come free. My bikini top slipping right up over the top of both breasts. I was becoming a little aroused at the game I had started and my nipples were quite erect. I hard rather large dark pink nipples and I knew from where Marty was hiding he’d have a great view. I made a pretense of trying to cover my breasts. Then shrugged my shoulders to give the indication that it was a waste of time and loosened the ties and let it fall to the ground. So now I was naked from the waist up and my denim shorts were half unzipped. They were only fastened enough to prevent them from falling off completely. Now for the next part of my plan I had to entice Marty out of his garage. I hoped that if I disappeared out of his view that he might be encouraged to venture outside to keep watching me. I kneeled down low so that a small tree in the garden covered me. I knew that Marty could no longer see me now. Almost on all fours I crawled over closer to his fence line. This was so much fun. I was finding the experience of being almost naked and having my neighbor watching me really quite a turn-on. So much so that I was becoming quite aroused. I was up quite close to the fence line now and could actually peer under the branches on the small tree. I could see that Marty had ventured a little further outside he garage door and was stretching to see into my yard. He was obviously not able to see me and he was getting a little braver and was coming closer to the fence. He was only about 6 or 7 paces away now. His need to keep watching me was making him braver all the time. His hands were down in front of him and it took me a moment to realize he was covering his obvious arousal. I allowed him to get a few steps closer. He was being almost stealth like in his movements, trying not to get caught. When he was only a couple of steps away from me I stood up and stepped out from behind the small tree. I pretended to be startled by his being there and modestly covered my breasts. Poor Marty he almost died there and then. He turned abruptly to leave and I had to think quickly to stop him. ‘Oh Marty, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you and please excuse my appearance,’ I said. He stopped turned back towards me, but wouldn’t make eye contact. He stammered, ‘I’m just heading inside.’ I knew I had to keep talking and fast. ‘Marty could I ask a favor of you, please?’ I asked. Again Marty stammered a reluctant, ‘Yes.’ ‘I need a little help inside to move a large cupboard, would you mind?’, I asked. ‘Ok,’ he hesitantly replied. ‘I’m guessing you’ve seen thousands of women’s breasts and you won’t mind if I don’t put that useless bikini top back on,’ I brazenly said. I knew he’d not have the courage to say differently. I noticed that Marty was looking down at my open shorts and that he could most likely see the top of my trimmed pubes. I put my hands on my hips and inconspicuously pushed them a little lower, allowing him to see even more. The poor guy he was so flushed in the face. The entire time we stood there his hands never left the front of his shorts. I couldn’t see how aroused he was, but I just knew there was quite a bulge happening. I lead Marty inside my home and asked him to come into my bedroom, as that was where the cupboard was that I intended to move. I guess it now looks like I am rearranging my bedroom. It was the only thing that come to mind quickly enough to preventing him walking away. We stood in my room surveying the cupboard and discussing where I wanted it moved too. The poor guy wasn’t game to move his hands from the front of his shorts still. Perhaps he’d never seen a naked woman before, I wondered? ‘Could you grab those couple of boxes off the top, please Marty?’ I asked. His eyes flew to mine for the first time. I knew they would. I had purposely put my hands behind my head, pretending to play like my long ponytail. This only accentuated my breasts even more; pushing them forward and making my nipples really protrude. His eyes darted towards my breasts, as his breath caught in his throat. He face was almost on fire from embarrassment. Very reluctantly Marty moved towards the cupboards, but was turning his back to me. I wanted to see that bulge. He wasn’t going to hide it, if I could help it. ‘No, Marty you’ll need to do it from this end,’ I stated in quite a firm voice. ‘Now stretch up here,’ I said. Leaving no room for argument with my tone of voice. Marty hesitantly stretched his arms up, giving me a great side on view of his bulging penis. Goddamn, he was enormous or so it appeared from where I was standing. His penis was bulging at least 5 to 6 inches out in front of him, making his shorts tent. As Marty grabbed the first box I stretched up beside him and told him to pass it down. While Marty was paying attention to what he was doing I lowered my shorts even further. As I stretched up my shorts fell around my ankles. ‘Oh, goodness,’ I said in a voice feigning surprise. Marty looked down from his stretched position and could instantly see I was now totally naked. He almost dropped the next box on his head. I said, ‘Oh well, what the hell you’ve already seen my tits so you may as well see the rest of me too.’ I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them aside. Glancing down as I did so I noticed the bulge in his shorts had thickened even more. Marty grabbed the other box and lowered it to the top of my bed. I said, ‘Geez Marty, you’re quite a strong guy. Give me a look at those muscles.’ ‘Oh come on, flash them off a bit,’ I teased. He stepped back not knowing what to do and with me standing in front of him naked he’d forgotten about covering his own very obviously aroused penis. I seductively looked him up and down and said, ‘Mmmmm, I see that’s not all that’s bulging and flexing.’ His hands flew to cover his penis. ‘Now, now no need to be modest, after all I am standing here naked,’ I said. I stepped closer and gave his penis a quick squeeze. It almost burst out of his shorts. ‘Ohhhh, who’s a horny little boy,’ I said with a quite a strong voice. ‘Me,’ he shyly replied. ‘Isn’t your penis aching to get out of there little boy?’ I said. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ he replied. ‘Well then little boy, get out of your clothes,’ I demanded. Marty quickly undressed. When naked, his huge penis instantly flexed up, reaching almost to his navel. And was I going to have my way with that very soon I decided. ‘Stay here, I am going to shower,’ I demanded. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ was all he replied. I went into my bathroom and quickly closed the door. I almost feel back against it gasping for breath. I was so fucking arousing it was unbelievable. My juices were being to trickle down my legs. I’d picked Marty right; he loved to be dominated and I was the person for the job. I was going to have so much wicked fun with him this afternoon that he’ll be begging me to have mercy. I stepped into the shower and quickly washed myself. It was giving me a few moments to gain my composure. I was wondering what he was doing in my bedroom. I decided to leave the shower running and stepped out dripping all over the floor. I tiptoed up the hallway and leaned around the door. Marty was standing almost in the same place I left him, but this time he had a pair of my panties in his hands. He was rubbing my panties over his chest and nipples and then down along the shaft of his swollen penis. I could see he was very aroused and pre cum was shining on his knob. I knew that if I didn’t stop him he’d soon be cumming without me and I wasn’t about to let that happen. ‘And just what the fuck do you think you are doing?’ I demanded as I stormed into the bedroom. ‘Who the fuck gave you permission to play with my panties?’ I almost yelled at him. Marty instantly stopped what he was doing and said, ‘I’m very sorry Ma’am, please forgive me?’ ‘I’ll consider your punishment on my return,’ I said and promptly turned and left the room. I returned to the bathroom and turned the shower off. How was I going to handle this I wondered? He obviously loved being dominated and I was enjoying it immensely too. It was kind of a new experience for me, but one I am sure I’ll learn to love, if my own reaction and arousal is anything to go by. I returned to my bedroom. Marty hadn’t moved a muscle. His huge penis was stiff up against his stomach. The blue veins were almost pulsing, aching for relief. ‘Lay on my bed spread eagle,’ I demanded. Marty immediately obeyed my command. His penis was flexing up and down in front of me. Goddamn I wanted to ride it, but that’ll come another day I decided. I quickly grabbed a couple of pairs of nylons from my drawer and tied Marty’s hands to the bedpost. There was almost a frightened look in his eyes, but his penis continued to bounce up and down. He never for a moment struggled against his new restraints. I left the room and went to the bathroom and grabbed my huge 11’ black ribbed vibrator. I walked back into the bedroom, lathering it with lubricant. Marty’s eyes bulged in his head, as he saw the vibrator in my hand. I climbed onto the bed between Marty’s legs and turned the vibrator on. The humming sounds seemed almost too loud. I started to trail it up and down Marty’s shaft and over and across his knob, pushing the tip of it into the eye of his knob. His penis thrust up to attention, as it glided over his sensitive skin. His shining cut knob was almost glowing purple, begging for release. I trailed the vibrator down between the cheeks of his ass, rimming his butthole. ‘Beg me to fuck your ass, Little Boy,’ I demanded. ‘Please Ma’am fuck me with your shiny black penis,’ he said in a quivering voice. Slowly I started to push it into his butthole. An inch in, a half an inch out, working it in a little further all the time. Almost 6’ was deep inside his butthole now and I could tell he was starting to enjoy it, after the initial shock and momentary pain of me penetrating his ass for the first time. I was working hard to find his ‘G’ Spot; watching his penis for reaction when I found it. I’d had experience doing this before with a previous lover who loved it when I butt fucked him. Within a matter of seconds I had found the zone. Marty’s penis jumped to attention, as pre cum spilled. I quickly realized that he would cum if I wasn’t careful so I pulled down hard on his balls until the moment passed. I continued to arouse him almost to the point of explosion time and time again, but took the edge off his arousal each time with a hard tug on his balls. Marty continued to beg me as instructed. He never realized that I never planned on allowing him to cum, at least not yet anyway. Having this much control over someone was doing the most amazing things for me. I was so aroused, but was almost getting more enjoyment out of watching Marty’s erotic pain. I took Marty to the limit one last time before removing the vibrator from his butthole. He begged me to continue; whimpering he was about to cum again. I slapped his swollen penis hard and told him, ‘I’ll decide when you cum, little boy.’ By this stage my cunt was aching beyond belief. The lips of my pussy were almost as swollen as Marty’s penis. I climbed up and sat across Marty’s chest. My wet pussy was leaving a trail of juices across his chest. I leaned forward a little and placed my fingers either side of my pussy lips; pulling them apart. I said, ‘See my cunt….I want you to eat it….. I want you to fuck my cunt with your tongue…I want you to continue until I tell you to stop…Do you understand me, little boy?’ I demanded. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ he quickly replied. I quickly climbed up over Marty’s face and positioned myself and then lowered my pussy down toward his eagerly awaiting tongue. Marty’s hands were still securely tied so he had no way of helping himself, other than to nuzzle his whole face into my pussy. His tongue started to delve between my lips; lapping at my juices. He continued to probe deeper and deeper as I urgently demanded him to quicken his pace. I was so aroused that my hips were bucking and thrusting. I could feel his rough moustache scratching against my clitoris. The sensations were driving me wild. ‘Eat me damn you,’ I screamed. ‘Fucking eat me’ I was driving my pussy down into his face. He must have been almost suffocating, but he didn’t stop for a second. I could feel my orgasm mounting. I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused before. With a shuddering convulsion my whole body exploded. I arched my back, as wave after wave of the most violent orgasm pulsated through my body. I was so aroused that I could feel myself ejaculating for the first time ever. Marty never stopped lapping at me, until I said enough. I collapsed back and slid away from Marty’s face. I could hear him panting, gasping for breath. Once the intensity of my orgasm began to subside I leaned forward. I was now sitting on Marty’s chest. His entire face was drenched in my orgasm. ‘Did I please Ma’am?’ Marty pleaded. ‘Yes Little Boy, Ma’am is pleased,’ I replied. ‘Is Ma’am going to please me now?’ Marty asked. I looked back behind me and there stood Marty’s swollen penis. It was even bigger than before. The shaft was shiny from the pre cum that had trickled down it. The veins were even more engorged than earlier and the knob was almost to exploding point. It was dark purple, as was his shaft. It was aching for release. I untied Marty’s right hand from the bedpost and laid it by his side. He was waiting for my instruction. I slid right back between Marty’s spread-eagled legs and picked up my vibrator again. The minute I turned it on Marty’s penis started to flex. I rimmed his butthole teasingly for a couple of minutes before thrusting it quite hard inside of his ass. He took almost 7 to 8 inches. He made no noise but his penis sure liked the attention. I started to fuck his ass with my vibrator, making sure that I found that certain little spot again. ‘I want you to masturbate for me, Little Boy, while I fuck your ass,’ I demanded. Marty’s hand flew to his penis, grasping it quite hard. He started to pump up and down his shaft. The palm of his hand gliding over his knob and back down his shaft. ‘Shortened the strokes and make then faster, Little Boy’ I demanded. ‘I want to know when you’re about to cum, Little Boy…don’t make the mistake of cumming before I give permission, ya hear,’ I challenged. I took Marty to the edge and back at least another half dozen times before I finally allowed him to cum. His orgasm rivaled mine. When he finally exploded great white globs of cum shot right up and hit him in the face. Streams of cum were flying from his penis as he pumped it and pumped it. By the time he’d stopped cumming his chest was covered too. I allowed him to relax for about five minutes. I praised my little boy for his self-control. I finally released his other hand from the bedpost. I told him to stand. ‘You are now free to leave, Little Boy, but your clothes will remain here. From now on, when I want you I will call you on the phone. You will immediately come to my house. You will be naked when you arrive. You will enter from the back yard. You will stand and wait patiently inside the door until I instruct you otherwise.’ I said. ‘Good night, Little Boy’, I said. It was night. We’d been playing for hours. Please send any feedback to the link below. I’ll really appreciate it. My Shy Neighbour Marty was such a sweet guy, but so painfully shy. He’d moved in next-door 3 months ago and in all that time had uttered no more than a couple of words and only when I spoke to him first. He had this cute little way of dipping his head into his shoulder and never making eye contact. Marty was quite a handsome man. He was about 6’ tall, with dark blonde hair and a moustache and a very athletic body. He actually cycled most mornings, when the weather permitted. He had the bluest eyes, but it was awfully hard to catch a glimpse of them. A few times lately when I have been outside in my yard I’ve sensed that I was being watched. You know that feel you get when someone is watching you from a far and you get that little shiver that comes over you? Well, that had been happening to me. Yet, I wasn’t frightened by it, quite the opposite really. It was probably the second time that it happened that I realized it was Marty. I caught a fleeting glimpse of him standing in the doorway of his garage, but he was kind of peeking around the doorframe. He certainly wasn’t being up front about it. In fact I know I wasn’t meant to see him at all, because as soon as I glanced in his direction he darted back inside the garage. I must admit that it gave me a kind of sense of power, knowing that he was too frightened to openly watch me. I found it quite a turn on really, because at the time I had been hanging out washing. Actually, I was pegging my underwear on the clothesline I was really quite fascinated by my shy neighbor and realized that I could probably have a little fun with the poor guy too. I’ve got a naturally fun sense of adventure and enticing Marty to play my games seemed like a great idea. I wasn’t in a relationship of any kind. Actually, I’ve been on my own for the last couple of months since my previous relationship had taken a turn for the worse. So, I was in the mood for a little action. It was a perfect day, the sun was shining, and the sky was the most beautiful blue. I knew Marty was home, as I’d seen him outside only moments ago. He’d been sweeping the pathways around his house. He really does have a great body. He was only dressed in a singlet top and a pair of bike shorts. He’d obviously already been for his daily ride I decided now was the time to start my little game. I quickly changed into my bikini top and put on a pair of cut off denim shorts on, but no panties, but neglected to zip them up. So they were just kind of hanging open on my hips. I knew Marty had a kind of fascination with watching me hang my underwear on the clothesline. Not having any washing to hang out I grabbed some clean underwear from my drawer and tossed them into the clothesbasket and headed out my back door into the yard. I could hear Marty rattling around in his garage as soon as I stepped outside. To make him aware that I was there I called out quite loudly to my cat and then proceeded towards the clothesline. I stood on the side of the clothesline, which allowed me to face Marty’s garage. I leaned down and picked up the first article, a lacy pair of black panties. I had deliberately tied my bikini top loosely so that when I stretched up to peg my panties on the line the bottom swell of my breasts was exposed. I took my time pegging my panties on the line so that my arms were at full stretch. I leaned down for the next item, a ‘G’ string. I picked it up and held it to my nose and pretended to inhale deeply before pegging it on the line too. Each time a little more of my breasts become exposed. Ah, with a fleeting glance I had spotted Marty watching me. Hmmm, my ploy was working already. I leaned down again and grabbed a white lacy bra and again stretched up. This time my left breast slipped out from my bikini top. It was fully exposed. I heard something crash inside Marty’s garage. I’m guessing he was so stunned that he stepped back kicking something. A chuckled a little at that. I adjusted my bikini top so that my breasts were covered again, but only just. I leaned down and grabbed another pair of panties and again stretched fully to peg them on the line. Oops, it happened again, but this time both my breasts come free. My bikini top slipping right up over the top of both breasts. I was becoming a little aroused at the game I had started and my nipples were quite erect. I hard rather large dark pink nipples and I knew from where Marty was hiding he’d have a great view. I made a pretense of trying to cover my breasts. Then shrugged my shoulders to give the indication that it was a waste of time and loosened the ties and let it fall to the ground. So now I was naked from the waist up and my denim shorts were half unzipped. They were only fastened enough to prevent them from falling off completely. Now for the next part of my plan I had to entice Marty out of his garage. I hoped that if I disappeared out of his view that he might be encouraged to venture outside to keep watching me. I kneeled down low so that a small tree in the garden covered me. I knew that Marty could no longer see me now. Almost on all fours I crawled over closer to his fence line. This was so much fun. I was finding the experience of being almost naked and having my neighbor watching me really quite a turn-on. So much so that I was becoming quite aroused. I was up quite close to the fence line now and could actually peer under the branches on the small tree. I could see that Marty had ventured a little further outside he garage door and was stretching to see into my yard. He was obviously not able to see me and he was getting a little braver and was coming closer to the fence. He was only about 6 or 7 paces away now. His need to keep watching me was making him braver all the time. His hands were down in front of him and it took me a moment to realize he was covering his obvious arousal. I allowed him to get a few steps closer. He was being almost stealth like in his movements, trying not to get caught. When he was only a couple of steps away from me I stood up and stepped out from behind the small tree. I pretended to be startled by his being there and modestly covered my breasts. Poor Marty he almost died there and then. He turned abruptly to leave and I had to think quickly to stop him. ‘Oh Marty, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you and please excuse my appearance,’ I said. He stopped turned back towards me, but wouldn’t make eye contact. He stammered, ‘I’m just heading inside.’ I knew I had to keep talking and fast. ‘Marty could I ask a favor of you, please?’ I asked. Again Marty stammered a reluctant, ‘Yes.’ ‘I need a little help inside to move a large cupboard, would you mind?’, I asked. ‘Ok,’ he hesitantly replied. ‘I’m guessing you’ve seen thousands of women’s breasts and you won’t mind if I don’t put that useless bikini top back on,’ I brazenly said. I knew he’d not have the courage to say differently. I noticed that Marty was looking down at my open shorts and that he could most likely see the top of my trimmed pubes. I put my hands on my hips and inconspicuously pushed them a little lower, allowing him to see even more. The poor guy he was so flushed in the face. The entire time we stood there his hands never left the front of his shorts. I couldn’t see how aroused he was, but I just knew there was quite a bulge happening. I lead Marty inside my home and asked him to come into my bedroom, as that was where the cupboard was that I intended to move. I guess it now looks like I am rearranging my bedroom. It was the only thing that come to mind quickly enough to preventing him walking away. We stood in my room surveying the cupboard and discussing where I wanted it moved too. The poor guy wasn’t game to move his hands from the front of his shorts still. Perhaps he’d never seen a naked woman before, I wondered? ‘Could you grab those couple of boxes off the top, please Marty?’ I asked. His eyes flew to mine for the first time. I knew they would. I had purposely put my hands behind my head, pretending to play like my long ponytail. This only accentuated my breasts even more; pushing them forward and making my nipples really protrude. His eyes darted towards my breasts, as his breath caught in his throat. He face was almost on fire from embarrassment. Very reluctantly Marty moved towards the cupboards, but was turning his back to me. I wanted to see that bulge. He wasn’t going to hide it, if I could help it. ‘No, Marty you’ll need to do it from this end,’ I stated in quite a firm voice. ‘Now stretch up here,’ I said. Leaving no room for argument with my tone of voice. Marty hesitantly stretched his arms up, giving me a great side on view of his bulging penis. Goddamn, he was enormous or so it appeared from where I was standing. His penis was bulging at least 5 to 6 inches out in front of him, making his shorts tent. As Marty grabbed the first box I stretched up beside him and told him to pass it down. While Marty was paying attention to what he was doing I lowered my shorts even further. As I stretched up my shorts fell around my ankles. ‘Oh, goodness,’ I said in a voice feigning surprise. Marty looked down from his stretched position and could instantly see I was now totally naked. He almost dropped the next box on his head. I said, ‘Oh well, what the hell you’ve already seen my tits so you may as well see the rest of me too.’ I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them aside. Glancing down as I did so I noticed the bulge in his shorts had thickened even more. Marty grabbed the other box and lowered it to the top of my bed. I said, ‘Geez Marty, you’re quite a strong guy. Give me a look at those muscles.’ ‘Oh come on, flash them off a bit,’ I teased. He stepped back not knowing what to do and with me standing in front of him naked he’d forgotten about covering his own very obviously aroused penis. I seductively looked him up and down and said, ‘Mmmmm, I see that’s not all that’s bulging and flexing.’ His hands flew to cover his penis. ‘Now, now no need to be modest, after all I am standing here naked,’ I said. I stepped closer and gave his penis a quick squeeze. It almost burst out of his shorts. ‘Ohhhh, who’s a horny little boy,’ I said with a quite a strong voice. ‘Me,’ he shyly replied. ‘Isn’t your penis aching to get out of there little boy?’ I said. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ he replied. ‘Well then little boy, get out of your clothes,’ I demanded. Marty quickly undressed. When naked, his huge penis instantly flexed up, reaching almost to his navel. And was I going to have my way with that very soon I decided. ‘Stay here, I am going to shower,’ I demanded. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ was all he replied. I went into my bathroom and quickly closed the door. I almost feel back against it gasping for breath. I was so fucking arousing it was unbelievable. My juices were being to trickle down my legs. I’d picked Marty right; he loved to be dominated and I was the person for the job. I was going to have so much wicked fun with him this afternoon that he’ll be begging me to have mercy. I stepped into the shower and quickly washed myself. It was giving me a few moments to gain my composure. I was wondering what he was doing in my bedroom. I decided to leave the shower running and stepped out dripping all over the floor. I tiptoed up the hallway and leaned around the door. Marty was standing almost in the same place I left him, but this time he had a pair of my panties in his hands. He was rubbing my panties over his chest and nipples and then down along the shaft of his swollen penis. I could see he was very aroused and pre cum was shining on his knob. I knew that if I didn’t stop him he’d soon be cumming without me and I wasn’t about to let that happen. ‘And just what the fuck do you think you are doing?’ I demanded as I stormed into the bedroom. ‘Who the fuck gave you permission to play with my panties?’ I almost yelled at him. Marty instantly stopped what he was doing and said, ‘I’m very sorry Ma’am, please forgive me?’ ‘I’ll consider your punishment on my return,’ I said and promptly turned and left the room. I returned to the bathroom and turned the shower off. How was I going to handle this I wondered? He obviously loved being dominated and I was enjoying it immensely too. It was kind of a new experience for me, but one I am sure I’ll learn to love, if my own reaction and arousal is anything to go by. I returned to my bedroom. Marty hadn’t moved a muscle. His huge penis was stiff up against his stomach. The blue veins were almost pulsing, aching for relief. ‘Lay on my bed spread eagle,’ I demanded. Marty immediately obeyed my command. His penis was flexing up and down in front of me. Goddamn I wanted to ride it, but that’ll come another day I decided. I quickly grabbed a couple of pairs of nylons from my drawer and tied Marty’s hands to the bedpost. There was almost a frightened look in his eyes, but his penis continued to bounce up and down. He never for a moment struggled against his new restraints. I left the room and went to the bathroom and grabbed my huge 11’ black ribbed vibrator. I walked back into the bedroom, lathering it with lubricant. Marty’s eyes bulged in his head, as he saw the vibrator in my hand. I climbed onto the bed between Marty’s legs and turned the vibrator on. The humming sounds seemed almost too loud. I started to trail it up and down Marty’s shaft and over and across his knob, pushing the tip of it into the eye of his knob. His penis thrust up to attention, as it glided over his sensitive skin. His shining cut knob was almost glowing purple, begging for release. I trailed the vibrator down between the cheeks of his ass, rimming his butthole. ‘Beg me to fuck your ass, Little Boy,’ I demanded. ‘Please Ma’am fuck me with your shiny black penis,’ he said in a quivering voice. Slowly I started to push it into his butthole. An inch in, a half an inch out, working it in a little further all the time. Almost 6’ was deep inside his butthole now and I could tell he was starting to enjoy it, after the initial shock and momentary pain of me penetrating his ass for the first time. I was working hard to find his ‘G’ Spot; watching his penis for reaction when I found it. I’d had experience doing this before with a previous lover who loved it when I butt fucked him. Within a matter of seconds I had found the zone. Marty’s penis jumped to attention, as pre cum spilled. I quickly realized that he would cum if I wasn’t careful so I pulled down hard on his balls until the moment passed. I continued to arouse him almost to the point of explosion time and time again, but took the edge off his arousal each time with a hard tug on his balls. Marty continued to beg me as instructed. He never realized that I never planned on allowing him to cum, at least not yet anyway. Having this much control over someone was doing the most amazing things for me. I was so aroused, but was almost getting more enjoyment out of watching Marty’s erotic pain. I took Marty to the limit one last time before removing the vibrator from his butthole. He begged me to continue; whimpering he was about to cum again. I slapped his swollen penis hard and told him, ‘I’ll decide when you cum, little boy.’ By this stage my cunt was aching beyond belief. The lips of my pussy were almost as swollen as Marty’s penis. I climbed up and sat across Marty’s chest. My wet pussy was leaving a trail of juices across his chest. I leaned forward a little and placed my fingers either side of my pussy lips; pulling them apart. I said, ‘See my cunt….I want you to eat it….. I want you to fuck my cunt with your tongue…I want you to continue until I tell you to stop…Do you understand me, little boy?’ I demanded. ‘Yes Ma’am,’ he quickly replied. I quickly climbed up over Marty’s face and positioned myself and then lowered my pussy down toward his eagerly awaiting tongue. Marty’s hands were still securely tied so he had no way of helping himself, other than to nuzzle his whole face into my pussy. His tongue started to delve between my lips; lapping at my juices. He continued to probe deeper and deeper as I urgently demanded him to quicken his pace. I was so aroused that my hips were bucking and thrusting. I could feel his rough moustache scratching against my clitoris. The sensations were driving me wild. ‘Eat me damn you,’ I screamed. ‘Fucking eat me’ I was driving my pussy down into his face. He must have been almost suffocating, but he didn’t stop for a second. I could feel my orgasm mounting. I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused before. With a shuddering convulsion my whole body exploded. I arched my back, as wave after wave of the most violent orgasm pulsated through my body. I was so aroused that I could feel myself ejaculating for the first time ever. Marty never stopped lapping at me, until I said enough. I collapsed back and slid away from Marty’s face. I could hear him panting, gasping for breath. Once the intensity of my orgasm began to subside I leaned forward. I was now sitting on Marty’s chest. His entire face was drenched in my orgasm. ‘Did I please Ma’am?’ Marty pleaded. ‘Yes Little Boy, Ma’am is pleased,’ I replied. ‘Is Ma’am going to please me now?’ Marty asked. I looked back behind me and there stood Marty’s swollen penis. It was even bigger than before. The shaft was shiny from the pre cum that had trickled down it. The veins were even more engorged than earlier and the knob was almost to exploding point. It was dark purple, as was his shaft. It was aching for release. I untied Marty’s right hand from the bedpost and laid it by his side. He was waiting for my instruction. I slid right back between Marty’s spread-eagled legs and picked up my vibrator again. The minute I turned it on Marty’s penis started to flex. I rimmed his butthole teasingly for a couple of minutes before thrusting it quite hard inside of his ass. He took almost 7 to 8 inches. He made no noise but his penis sure liked the attention. I started to fuck his ass with my vibrator, making sure that I found that certain little spot again. ‘I want you to masturbate for me, Little Boy, while I fuck your ass,’ I demanded. Marty’s hand flew to his penis, grasping it quite hard. He started to pump up and down his shaft. The palm of his hand gliding over his knob and back down his shaft. ‘Shortened the strokes and make then faster, Little Boy’ I demanded. ‘I want to know when you’re about to cum, Little Boy…don’t make the mistake of cumming before I give permission, ya hear,’ I challenged. I took Marty to the edge and back at least another half dozen times before I finally allowed him to cum. His orgasm rivaled mine. When he finally exploded great white globs of cum shot right up and hit him in the face. Streams of cum were flying from his penis as he pumped it and pumped it. By the time he’d stopped cumming his chest was covered too. I allowed him to relax for about five minutes. I praised my little boy for his self-control. I finally released his other hand from the bedpost. I told him to stand. ‘You are now free to leave, Little Boy, but your clothes will remain here. From now on, when I want you I will call you on the phone. You will immediately come to my house. You will be naked when you arrive. You will enter from the back yard. You will stand and wait patiently inside the door until I instruct you otherwise.’ I said. ‘Good night, Little Boy’, I said. It was night. We’d been playing for hours. Please send any feedback. I’ll really appreciate it. My Shy Neighbour Ch. 02 Marty had regularly visited my home over the last 6 months. He seemed to wait patiently for my call and within a matter of minutes he would be standing naked in my kitchen awaiting his first instruction. I’d had Marty doing a number of things for me like dressing up in my underwear and parading around the house with his swollen member poking out of my panties. I’d had him kiss and lick my entire body from head to toe, but I’d never let him have sex with me. I just used and abused his body for my personal pleasure. Recently I’d started to get a little bored with our routine and have spent many hours planning and plotting what I’d do next with Marty. He was transfixed by now and I knew he’d deny me nothing. He was besotted and completely at my mercy. Well, here it was Saturday again and this was the day I deemed as the start of our next new adventure together. I must admit that what I had planned was already making me tingle all over. Poor unsuspecting Marty had no idea what was install for him. It was about 7am when I rang Marty. He instantly answered the phone. It was like he’d been sitting there just waiting for my call. I told him his instruction was slightly different today. I wanted him to arrive dressed in his bike shorts, t-shirt and runners and NO underwear, and that he had less than 10 minutes to be in my kitchen or I’d cancel the day. I was already dressed in my black leather mini (no panties) and a red crop top and black sandals. I knew I looked very provocative. Marty was in my kitchen in 5 minutes flat. A little disheveled, like he’d thrown his clothes on, but ready all the same. We did not often exchange words; it was more I making demands and Marty obeying them without question. “Today, Marty, we begin a new venture,” I told. “Yes Ma’am,” he immediately replied. He seemed almost breathless with anticipation. “Today we’re going out in the car,” I informed him. Marty’s eyes flew to search mine. He had a look of concern on his face. “A problem?” I asked. “No Ma’am,” he kind of stuttered. We headed out my front door, as my car was parked in the street. Marty followed behind obediently. We both got into the car. Marty in the passenger seat and I was definitely driving. Slowly I left the curb and pulled out onto the road. We never spoke a word, as Marty wouldn’t dare speak without me first asking a question. I wasn’t ready yet to tell him what I had in store. We drove, without speaking for over three hour, heading away from town out onto the open road. I knew exactly where I was heading, but poor Marty sat there in total silence just wondering. Before long we reached the outskirts of another town, our end destination. I drove into town, right up the center of the main shopping area. I began to slow, as I was searching for a car park. As I parked the car I spoke to Marty for the first time. “Have you ever been here before, Lil Boy?” “No, Ma’am, I don’t think so,” he replied. His eyes darting in every direction looking for a place that I might be taking him. I told Marty to get out of the car, as I reached over into the back seat and grabbed out a large carry bag. We headed in the direction of the main plaza. I knew Marty would be feeling uncomfortable dressed in only bike shorts, as it accentuated the outline of his cock beneath. I could see his cock leaning to the left, firmly held in place by his tight bike shorts. We entered the front sliding doors of the plaza and once inside I told Marty to wait for me. I quickly entered the Ladies Room and slipped into a cubicle. I reached into my large carry bag and dragged out the short black wig I’d packed earlier. I donned the wig, tucking my blonde hair up inside. From inside my small carry bag I grabbed out my make-up kit and applied quite dark eyeliner and a thick coating of mascara. I plastered my lips in a deep shade of red lipstick. I glanced around with the mirror making sure all my own hair was tucked tightly inside. I stepped out of the cubicle, washed my hands at the basin and quickly checked the wig again. Not a hair out of place! My god, I hardly recognized myself. I left the ladies room and wandered in Marty’s direction. I knew he recognized me from my tarty attire, but the stunned look on his face, at my new appearance, was enough for me to realize that nobody would recognize me if I happened to stumble into someone I knew from home. “Follow me,” I said in a commanding voice. The tone of my voice and my slutty appearance attracted quite a few looks. Some looks of disgust from other women and looks of lusty from some of the local lads. I didn’t care a hoot what other women thought, as I was feeling confident and even a little horny already. I knew as I walked along the cheeks of my bottom would be almost popping out below the hem of my mini. But I didn’t care a damn. I didn’t want to cause such a spectacle that we would be arrested or asked to leave, I just wanted to have a bit of raunchy, naughty fun. I spied a small 24 hr tavern inside and decided a stiff drink was in order to click the day into gear. As we entered I gave Marty money and told him to buy to rums and join me on the club lounge along the back wall opposite the entrance. The tavern was dimly lit, which was a good thing for what I had in mind. There were a few well-seasoned drinker perched along the bar. I few bleary eyes had strayed in my direction when we entered, but they’d now resumed drinking. Marty was walking towards me with our drinks. I patted the seat beside me and told him to take a seat. We were in full view of the entrance, but I knew it would be hard for anyone looking in to see us clearly, due to the bright lighting in the plaza. Marty placed the drinks on the small table in front of us and sat patiently waiting my instruction. “Is my Lil Boy UP for a bit of fun?” I asked. “What ever Ma’am wants,” he obediently replied. I took his hand and placed it between my parted legs and instructed Marty to play with my pussy. Mmmmm I purred as his fingers delved between my legs. I knew my pussy was already very wet, as I had been anticipating this event all week. I parted my legs a little further and told him to insert his finger inside my cunt. I felt his fingers push my lips a part and easily enter inside me. As his second finger delved inside me I slid my hand down and gentle began to masturbate. It’s about now that I need to explain that I am a total exhibitionist. I simply love doing the daring things and parading myself like a slut in public. I totally get off on it. However being a fairly high profile professional in my hometown means I am well known and recognized. Hence the need for a wig and heavy make-up to hide my true I identity and the need to drive three hours to reduce the risk of being caught by a work colleague. Marty sat there obediently fingering my now very wet cunt, as I played with myself. I knew about the only person who could really see us was the bar tender, who hadn’t yet glanced our way since we sat down. I spread my legs even wider so that Marty could penetrate me even deeper. I was now exposed for all to see, that’s if the bothered to look that is. I was so engrossed in the moment that I took hold of Marty’s wrist and started to pump his fingers in and out of my cunt. I knew that if I didn’t soon stop I’d be bringing myself to orgasm. I jerked Marty’s hand away and told him to lick my juices of his fingers. Of course he did what he was told immediately. “Do I taste sweet, Lil Boy?” I asked. “Oh yes Ma’am,” he quickly replied. I leaned over and run the tip of my tongue around his lips, tasting my own salty juices. I then took hold of his fingers, which had just been deep inside me, and licked and sucked them dry. I could tell this action alone was turning Marty on. I ordered Marty to quickly finish his drink, as did I. I ordered him to stand and told him we were going shopping. I stood, but Marty hesitated for a moment. “A problem?” I asked. “No Ma’am, it’s just that I have a full erection and that it will be very obvious in these tight short out in the plaza,” he replied. “And that’s a problem?” I asked in a hard voice. “No Ma’am, he replied and quickly stood to his feet. I strode out into the bright light and as my eyes adjusted I turned to make sure Marty was behind me. I glance down and noticed that Marty’s hands were crossed in front of him covering his bulge. I ordered him to placed his hands behind his back and walk beside me. I glance down and could see his bulge standing out beneath his tight shorts. The fear and the excitement were doing its magic as his erection wasn’t going down. At every opportunity I patted, groped and massaged his cock, making sure his erection never subsided. People were glancing at Marty’s swollen cock constantly as we strolled through the plaza window-shopping. I was caught time and again groping him, but couldn’t have cared less. In fact the more bold I become the more obviously I played with his cock as we strolled a long. He never said a word, just accepted that it was my right to take any action I wanted, after all I truly was his Mistress and he my slave. We stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated boutique, with dresses worth hundreds of dollars displayed sparingly in the window. I told Marty to stand slightly in front of me and then took hold of his hand and slipped it between my legs again, poking his fingers between my pussy lips. From the shocked look on the face of the sales assistant I could tell that she could see exactly what was happening, but she didn’t really look away immediately. I pulled up the front of my mini, slightly parted my legs and thrust my pelvis forward to give her a good look. I stuck out my tongue and run it around my lips while staring directly at her face. She caught my action and spun away in embarrassment. I laughed out loud at that, coz I am sure she would have continued to watch, if she could have got away with it. After a few minutes we moved on to a ladies underwear shop. I knew Marty would stay aroused in here, as he had such a fetish. I strolled around in a really brazen manner, which kept the toffy nosed sales lady at a distance. She was only lucky the store was almost empty, as I began to say in a loud voice. “Look Lil Boy, panties you can wear at home tonight.” I rubbed them under Marty’s nose and told him to sniff deeply. When the sales lady wasn’t watching I run them between my legs soaking up my pussy juices. I them wafted them back under Marty’s nose and waited for his reaction. Right on cue a small moan escaped his lips and the bulge in his bike shorts almost burst through the seams. I purchased the panties, not passing them over to the sales lady, and said loudly no need to wrap them as my Lil Boy like to play with them as we shop. Marty’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson and the sales lady threw my change at me and asked us to leave the shop. We wandered around aimless from store to store playing my games over and over again. I was so intent on having us noticed in the worst possible way, as I found it so erotic to get caught in compromising situations, like Marty’s hands between my legs or standing behind me tweaking my nipples, as people passed us by. Once I even had my hand inside his bike shorts stroking his cock, as it had gone a little soft. We were right there amongst the shoppers and I had his cock in my hand give it a good tug. No one person said a thing. They either looked away in disgust or stared totally transfixed. I even popped the head of his cock out once and exclaimed…”Ohhh look at all the pre-cum Sugar, I could just lick that off right here and now,” in a loud slutty voice. By this time I was almost over the edge with arousal that I was getting gamer and gamer with my antics. I knew that I had to get off soon or I would just stand there in the middle of the plaza and have a massive groaning and moaning unaided orgasm. I wanted more than that though. By this time it was mid afternoon and I was decidedly hungry. We came to a small eatery and entered inside. Again it was a dimly lit little restaurant selling Italian cuisine. I ordered pasta for both of us, without consulting Marty. The waiter said it would take a few minutes, as today he was both waiter and chef, as the other waiter had just gone home unwell. He told us that we’d actually just caught him, as he was about to close up, as he couldn’t manage on his own. I told him we didn’t mind waiting. He was a young man, maybe 30 and quite cute with his dark Italian looks. He asked if I would mind if he locked the door, as he didn’t want any more customers. I didn’t object. I dragged Mary’s chair around beside me once the chef had wandered into the kitchen. I instructed Marty to play with my nipples. In fact, I pulled my top right up and exposed my breasts completely. I knew it was safe, as nobody was going to walk in nor could they really see in unless they peer right up close against the glass. Once Marty had fondled my nipples for a few minutes I then told him to suck them. I was squirming beneath the table. By now my cunt was soaking wet. The excitement from the day and the obvious pleasure I was getting from Marty sucking my nipples was almost more than I could stand. After a few minutes I pushed Marty’s mouth away and slid my chair back. I stood a little and hitched my mini up so that my pussy was totally exposed. I sat back down and spread my legs wide exposing my inner pink lips and them huskily ordered Marty to eat my cunt. He dropped between my legs on all fours and began to lap furiously at my dripping cunt. I am sure the seat beneath me must be drenched with my juices. I began to tweak my nipples, as Marty lapped and probed his tongue deep inside me. By this stage I was desperate to be fucked. I want to be fucked hard and fast and was about to break my golden rule and let Marty drop those bike shorts, expose that pulsing cock and thrust it deep inside me. I’d actually ordered him to his feet and told him to lower his bike shorts. He too was beyond caring, as he immediately complied. Just as his big cock bobbed out the chef came hurriedly across the room. His time couldn’t have been worse I was aching for it so bad right there and then. Here I was with my tits and cunt exposed and Marty standing there with his cock dripping pre-cum and the chef waltzes over. What to do…what to do One look at the chef and I knew instantly that he’d been watching us for some time. His eyes were focused right on my tits. I didn’t care and made no move to cover myself. “What the hell are you two about?” he asked. I replied, “Just a little horny, that’s all.” “I can see that already, but you aren’t about to fuck in my restaurant, unless I am part of the action, ok!” he said. I started to rub my exposed pussy and said, “So, what do you propose then?” “I know exactly what I propose and that’s to get my cock between those swollen pussy lips.” I was breathing deeply and I was so aroused at the thought of being fucked in public by a total stranger. I told Marty to sit beside me. He wanted to pull his bike shorts back up, but instead I told him to remove them. I leant into my bag and pulled out the panties I’d bought earlier and told him to slip them on. Of course, he obliged within a second. They were to small his swollen cock wouldn’t fit inside them, but they snuggled tightly under his balls. I told him I wanted him to watch me getting fucked, as he stroked his cock in rhythm. I them turned to the total stranger and said, “Unless you get your cock out and into me I’ll be finished solo here” The young chef quickly dropped his pants exposing a huge (9”) fully erect cut cock. The head was pulsing purple and the pre-cum already dripping. I stood up and swiped the table clean. I dropped my mini, stripped off my top and lay back on the table totally naked. My legs and pussy were hanging over the edge. “Well don’t just stand there I demanded. Without the need for another word he was between my legs. With cock in hand he searched for the entrance to my cunt, prodding and poking in his haste. I quickly grabbed hold of his shaft and guided him inside me. Once there he thrust deeply sliding straight into the hilt. I was so wet and accommodating after all the teasing Marty and I had done all morning. My hips instantly began to buck as he pounded deep into me. Thrust after thrust we matched. I could feel his balls, heavy and full, slapping against the cheeks of my ass. His pubic bones was rubbing hard against my clit almost sending me wild, as I could feel my orgasm mounting. I was out of control by now not aware of anyone or anything other than cumming. It exploded with such ferocity that I screamed out in ecstasy. I’m sure half the plaza must have heard me. As I reached my crescendo my Italian stallion unleashed his load deep inside of me. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled my cunt, as he bucked and thrust, groaning out load. My hips we still slowly pumping, as he collapsed back into the chair behind him. I wasn’t totally sated and started to masturbate furiously extending my orgasm into a multiple one, which felt like it was rocking the universe. The next thing I heard was a grunting beside me. I looked over and Marty was there flogging his cock so hard and fast that I thought it would fall off. He had a hard grip on his balls to stop himself from cumming, as he knew he wasn’t allowed to unless I told him too. I mumbled to him, “Let go of your balls Marty.” The moment he took his hand away great globs of cum came spurting from his cock shooting at least 4 feet across the room. Load after load pumped from his cock. I thought he’s never stop. He grunted and groaned and wanked his cock until ever last drop was expelled. Once I caught my breath and a semblance of order returned in my thinking, I quickly stood and dressed and ordered Marty to do the same. The Italian stallion still sat in the chair with his now limp cock hanging between his legs. His eyes were still bulging, almost rolling in his head, from our few moments of instant pleasure. “Home time Lil Boy,” I ordered. I marched to the door and stepped into the plaza, without a backwards glance. The End Please e-mail the link below with any feedback. I’ll appreciate it. My Shy Neighbour Ch. 02 Marty had regularly visited my home over the last 6 months. He seemed to wait patiently for my call and within a matter of minutes he would be standing naked in my kitchen awaiting his first instruction. I’d had Marty doing a number of things for me like dressing up in my underwear and parading around the house with his swollen member poking out of my panties. I’d had him kiss and lick my entire body from head to toe, but I’d never let him have sex with me. I just used and abused his body for my personal pleasure. Recently I’d started to get a little bored with our routine and have spent many hours planning and plotting what I’d do next with Marty. He was transfixed by now and I knew he’d deny me nothing. He was besotted and completely at my mercy. Well, here it was Saturday again and this was the day I deemed as the start of our next new adventure together. I must admit that what I had planned was already making me tingle all over. Poor unsuspecting Marty had no idea what was install for him. It was about 7am when I rang Marty. He instantly answered the phone. It was like he’d been sitting there just waiting for my call. I told him his instruction was slightly different today. I wanted him to arrive dressed in his bike shorts, t-shirt and runners and NO underwear, and that he had less than 10 minutes to be in my kitchen or I’d cancel the day. I was already dressed in my black leather mini (no panties) and a red crop top and black sandals. I knew I looked very provocative. Marty was in my kitchen in 5 minutes flat. A little disheveled, like he’d thrown his clothes on, but ready all the same. We did not often exchange words; it was more I making demands and Marty obeying them without question. “Today, Marty, we begin a new venture,” I told. “Yes Ma’am,” he immediately replied. He seemed almost breathless with anticipation. “Today we’re going out in the car,” I informed him. Marty’s eyes flew to search mine. He had a look of concern on his face. “A problem?” I asked. “No Ma’am,” he kind of stuttered. We headed out my front door, as my car was parked in the street. Marty followed behind obediently. We both got into the car. Marty in the passenger seat and I was definitely driving. Slowly I left the curb and pulled out onto the road. We never spoke a word, as Marty wouldn’t dare speak without me first asking a question. I wasn’t ready yet to tell him what I had in store. We drove, without speaking for over three hour, heading away from town out onto the open road. I knew exactly where I was heading, but poor Marty sat there in total silence just wondering. Before long we reached the outskirts of another town, our end destination. I drove into town, right up the center of the main shopping area. I began to slow, as I was searching for a car park. As I parked the car I spoke to Marty for the first time. “Have you ever been here before, Lil Boy?” “No, Ma’am, I don’t think so,” he replied. His eyes darting in every direction looking for a place that I might be taking him. I told Marty to get out of the car, as I reached over into the back seat and grabbed out a large carry bag. We headed in the direction of the main plaza. I knew Marty would be feeling uncomfortable dressed in only bike shorts, as it accentuated the outline of his cock beneath. I could see his cock leaning to the left, firmly held in place by his tight bike shorts. We entered the front sliding doors of the plaza and once inside I told Marty to wait for me. I quickly entered the Ladies Room and slipped into a cubicle. I reached into my large carry bag and dragged out the short black wig I’d packed earlier. I donned the wig, tucking my blonde hair up inside. From inside my small carry bag I grabbed out my make-up kit and applied quite dark eyeliner and a thick coating of mascara. I plastered my lips in a deep shade of red lipstick. I glanced around with the mirror making sure all my own hair was tucked tightly inside. I stepped out of the cubicle, washed my hands at the basin and quickly checked the wig again. Not a hair out of place! My god, I hardly recognized myself. I left the ladies room and wandered in Marty’s direction. I knew he recognized me from my tarty attire, but the stunned look on his face, at my new appearance, was enough for me to realize that nobody would recognize me if I happened to stumble into someone I knew from home. “Follow me,” I said in a commanding voice. The tone of my voice and my slutty appearance attracted quite a few looks. Some looks of disgust from other women and looks of lusty from some of the local lads. I didn’t care a hoot what other women thought, as I was feeling confident and even a little horny already. I knew as I walked along the cheeks of my bottom would be almost popping out below the hem of my mini. But I didn’t care a damn. I didn’t want to cause such a spectacle that we would be arrested or asked to leave, I just wanted to have a bit of raunchy, naughty fun. I spied a small 24 hr tavern inside and decided a stiff drink was in order to click the day into gear. As we entered I gave Marty money and told him to buy to rums and join me on the club lounge along the back wall opposite the entrance. The tavern was dimly lit, which was a good thing for what I had in mind. There were a few well-seasoned drinker perched along the bar. I few bleary eyes had strayed in my direction when we entered, but they’d now resumed drinking. Marty was walking towards me with our drinks. I patted the seat beside me and told him to take a seat. We were in full view of the entrance, but I knew it would be hard for anyone looking in to see us clearly, due to the bright lighting in the plaza. Marty placed the drinks on the small table in front of us and sat patiently waiting my instruction. “Is my Lil Boy UP for a bit of fun?” I asked. “What ever Ma’am wants,” he obediently replied. I took his hand and placed it between my parted legs and instructed Marty to play with my pussy. Mmmmm I purred as his fingers delved between my legs. I knew my pussy was already very wet, as I had been anticipating this event all week. I parted my legs a little further and told him to insert his finger inside my cunt. I felt his fingers push my lips a part and easily enter inside me. As his second finger delved inside me I slid my hand down and gentle began to masturbate. It’s about now that I need to explain that I am a total exhibitionist. I simply love doing the daring things and parading myself like a slut in public. I totally get off on it. However being a fairly high profile professional in my hometown means I am well known and recognized. Hence the need for a wig and heavy make-up to hide my true I identity and the need to drive three hours to reduce the risk of being caught by a work colleague. Marty sat there obediently fingering my now very wet cunt, as I played with myself. I knew about the only person who could really see us was the bar tender, who hadn’t yet glanced our way since we sat down. I spread my legs even wider so that Marty could penetrate me even deeper. I was now exposed for all to see, that’s if the bothered to look that is. I was so engrossed in the moment that I took hold of Marty’s wrist and started to pump his fingers in and out of my cunt. I knew that if I didn’t soon stop I’d be bringing myself to orgasm. I jerked Marty’s hand away and told him to lick my juices of his fingers. Of course he did what he was told immediately. “Do I taste sweet, Lil Boy?” I asked. “Oh yes Ma’am,” he quickly replied. I leaned over and run the tip of my tongue around his lips, tasting my own salty juices. I then took hold of his fingers, which had just been deep inside me, and licked and sucked them dry. I could tell this action alone was turning Marty on. I ordered Marty to quickly finish his drink, as did I. I ordered him to stand and told him we were going shopping. I stood, but Marty hesitated for a moment. “A problem?” I asked. “No Ma’am, it’s just that I have a full erection and that it will be very obvious in these tight short out in the plaza,” he replied. “And that’s a problem?” I asked in a hard voice. “No Ma’am, he replied and quickly stood to his feet. I strode out into the bright light and as my eyes adjusted I turned to make sure Marty was behind me. I glance down and noticed that Marty’s hands were crossed in front of him covering his bulge. I ordered him to placed his hands behind his back and walk beside me. I glance down and could see his bulge standing out beneath his tight shorts. The fear and the excitement were doing its magic as his erection wasn’t going down. At every opportunity I patted, groped and massaged his cock, making sure his erection never subsided. People were glancing at Marty’s swollen cock constantly as we strolled through the plaza window-shopping. I was caught time and again groping him, but couldn’t have cared less. In fact the more bold I become the more obviously I played with his cock as we strolled a long. He never said a word, just accepted that it was my right to take any action I wanted, after all I truly was his Mistress and he my slave. We stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated boutique, with dresses worth hundreds of dollars displayed sparingly in the window. I told Marty to stand slightly in front of me and then took hold of his hand and slipped it between my legs again, poking his fingers between my pussy lips. From the shocked look on the face of the sales assistant I could tell that she could see exactly what was happening, but she didn’t really look away immediately. I pulled up the front of my mini, slightly parted my legs and thrust my pelvis forward to give her a good look. I stuck out my tongue and run it around my lips while staring directly at her face. She caught my action and spun away in embarrassment. I laughed out loud at that, coz I am sure she would have continued to watch, if she could have got away with it. After a few minutes we moved on to a ladies underwear shop. I knew Marty would stay aroused in here, as he had such a fetish. I strolled around in a really brazen manner, which kept the toffy nosed sales lady at a distance. She was only lucky the store was almost empty, as I began to say in a loud voice. “Look Lil Boy, panties you can wear at home tonight.” I rubbed them under Marty’s nose and told him to sniff deeply. When the sales lady wasn’t watching I run them between my legs soaking up my pussy juices. I them wafted them back under Marty’s nose and waited for his reaction. Right on cue a small moan escaped his lips and the bulge in his bike shorts almost burst through the seams. I purchased the panties, not passing them over to the sales lady, and said loudly no need to wrap them as my Lil Boy like to play with them as we shop. Marty’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson and the sales lady threw my change at me and asked us to leave the shop. We wandered around aimless from store to store playing my games over and over again. I was so intent on having us noticed in the worst possible way, as I found it so erotic to get caught in compromising situations, like Marty’s hands between my legs or standing behind me tweaking my nipples, as people passed us by. Once I even had my hand inside his bike shorts stroking his cock, as it had gone a little soft. We were right there amongst the shoppers and I had his cock in my hand give it a good tug. No one person said a thing. They either looked away in disgust or stared totally transfixed. I even popped the head of his cock out once and exclaimed…”Ohhh look at all the pre-cum Sugar, I could just lick that off right here and now,” in a loud slutty voice. By this time I was almost over the edge with arousal that I was getting gamer and gamer with my antics. I knew that I had to get off soon or I would just stand there in the middle of the plaza and have a massive groaning and moaning unaided orgasm. I wanted more than that though. By this time it was mid afternoon and I was decidedly hungry. We came to a small eatery and entered inside. Again it was a dimly lit little restaurant selling Italian cuisine. I ordered pasta for both of us, without consulting Marty. The waiter said it would take a few minutes, as today he was both waiter and chef, as the other waiter had just gone home unwell. He told us that we’d actually just caught him, as he was about to close up, as he couldn’t manage on his own. I told him we didn’t mind waiting. He was a young man, maybe 30 and quite cute with his dark Italian looks. He asked if I would mind if he locked the door, as he didn’t want any more customers. I didn’t object. I dragged Mary’s chair around beside me once the chef had wandered into the kitchen. I instructed Marty to play with my nipples. In fact, I pulled my top right up and exposed my breasts completely. I knew it was safe, as nobody was going to walk in nor could they really see in unless they peer right up close against the glass. Once Marty had fondled my nipples for a few minutes I then told him to suck them. I was squirming beneath the table. By now my cunt was soaking wet. The excitement from the day and the obvious pleasure I was getting from Marty sucking my nipples was almost more than I could stand. After a few minutes I pushed Marty’s mouth away and slid my chair back. I stood a little and hitched my mini up so that my pussy was totally exposed. I sat back down and spread my legs wide exposing my inner pink lips and them huskily ordered Marty to eat my cunt. He dropped between my legs on all fours and began to lap furiously at my dripping cunt. I am sure the seat beneath me must be drenched with my juices. I began to tweak my nipples, as Marty lapped and probed his tongue deep inside me. By this stage I was desperate to be fucked. I want to be fucked hard and fast and was about to break my golden rule and let Marty drop those bike shorts, expose that pulsing cock and thrust it deep inside me. I’d actually ordered him to his feet and told him to lower his bike shorts. He too was beyond caring, as he immediately complied. Just as his big cock bobbed out the chef came hurriedly across the room. His time couldn’t have been worse I was aching for it so bad right there and then. Here I was with my tits and cunt exposed and Marty standing there with his cock dripping pre-cum and the chef waltzes over. What to do…what to do One look at the chef and I knew instantly that he’d been watching us for some time. His eyes were focused right on my tits. I didn’t care and made no move to cover myself. “What the hell are you two about?” he asked. I replied, “Just a little horny, that’s all.” “I can see that already, but you aren’t about to fuck in my restaurant, unless I am part of the action, ok!” he said. I started to rub my exposed pussy and said, “So, what do you propose then?” “I know exactly what I propose and that’s to get my cock between those swollen pussy lips.” I was breathing deeply and I was so aroused at the thought of being fucked in public by a total stranger. I told Marty to sit beside me. He wanted to pull his bike shorts back up, but instead I told him to remove them. I leant into my bag and pulled out the panties I’d bought earlier and told him to slip them on. Of course, he obliged within a second. They were to small his swollen cock wouldn’t fit inside them, but they snuggled tightly under his balls. I told him I wanted him to watch me getting fucked, as he stroked his cock in rhythm. I them turned to the total stranger and said, “Unless you get your cock out and into me I’ll be finished solo here” The young chef quickly dropped his pants exposing a huge (9”) fully erect cut cock. The head was pulsing purple and the pre-cum already dripping. I stood up and swiped the table clean. I dropped my mini, stripped off my top and lay back on the table totally naked. My legs and pussy were hanging over the edge. “Well don’t just stand there I demanded. Without the need for another word he was between my legs. With cock in hand he searched for the entrance to my cunt, prodding and poking in his haste. I quickly grabbed hold of his shaft and guided him inside me. Once there he thrust deeply sliding straight into the hilt. I was so wet and accommodating after all the teasing Marty and I had done all morning. My hips instantly began to buck as he pounded deep into me. Thrust after thrust we matched. I could feel his balls, heavy and full, slapping against the cheeks of my ass. His pubic bones was rubbing hard against my clit almost sending me wild, as I could feel my orgasm mounting. I was out of control by now not aware of anyone or anything other than cumming. It exploded with such ferocity that I screamed out in ecstasy. I’m sure half the plaza must have heard me. As I reached my crescendo my Italian stallion unleashed his load deep inside of me. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled my cunt, as he bucked and thrust, groaning out load. My hips we still slowly pumping, as he collapsed back into the chair behind him. I wasn’t totally sated and started to masturbate furiously extending my orgasm into a multiple one, which felt like it was rocking the universe. The next thing I heard was a grunting beside me. I looked over and Marty was there flogging his cock so hard and fast that I thought it would fall off. He had a hard grip on his balls to stop himself from cumming, as he knew he wasn’t allowed to unless I told him too. I mumbled to him, “Let go of your balls Marty.” The moment he took his hand away great globs of cum came spurting from his cock shooting at least 4 feet across the room. Load after load pumped from his cock. I thought he’s never stop. He grunted and groaned and wanked his cock until ever last drop was expelled. Once I caught my breath and a semblance of order returned in my thinking, I quickly stood and dressed and ordered Marty to do the same. The Italian stallion still sat in the chair with his now limp cock hanging between his legs. His eyes were still bulging, almost rolling in his head, from our few moments of instant pleasure. “Home time Lil Boy,” I ordered. I marched to the door and stepped into the plaza, without a backwards glance. The End