2 comments/ 25762 views/ 2 favorites Anything For A Lady By: cinful Daniel could hear the sound of heavy funk playing almost before he reached the balcony. Prince, moaning on and on about some lover or another. Must be coming from Sami’s balcony. He knew it wouldn’t be on so loud if she’d known he was going to be home, but when she’d run into him yesterday he’d told her he’d be gone all weekend. Now his plans had changed and he was home for the day. He considered asking her to turn it down, then decided he’d just let it be. It didn’t hurt to let loose once in a while. After all, she was a good neighbour, considerate and friendly. They didn’t talk much but he liked to think of her as a friend. She was probably catching a few sunrays on the balcony. He’d seen her out there in her black one-piece bathing-suit sleeping away a hot afternoon more than once. Quietly, so as not to disturb her – although the music was loud enough that he hardly thought that likely – he stepped out to check the flower-boxes. The impatiens and fuchsia might need watering. The sun felt good, and Daniel glanced over at his neighbour’s balcony. The sight that greeted him stopped him short. There was Sami, eyes closed, sprawled out on a foam mat and beach towel. Completely nude. In sleep one of her plump hands had curled around her left breast. It was a large breast, pale pink compared to the rest of her tanned body. A rosy puckered nipple rested between thumb and forefinger. Her other hand rested against her large thigh. Daniel moved as if to go inside but found himself helplessly rooted to the spot. She was a large woman, maybe 200 pounds, and just an inch or so over 5 feet. He’d always thought her uniquely beautiful. Her face was animated, and her dark eyes were always full of mischief. She dressed to accentuate her well-proportioned figure, and her outfits tended to showcase her gorgeous breasts. He took another good look at the breast she was holding and caught his breath. Her hand was moving slowly over the crest, palming the nipple. She pressed the whole breast flat as she did this, over and over in even circles, obviously enjoying the softness of her own skin. Daniel could imagine how velvet and warm it felt, how the nipple might feel - and taste - in his mouth. Unable to help himself he checked out her other hand. It was crawling up over her inner thigh, brushing dark pubic hair as it traveled up over her round belly and back down. Down… Daniel had no doubt where that hand was heading, and he knew he should leave. Sami’s head rolled a little on the mat but her eyes remained closed. Her mouth was slightly parted, and by the rise and fall of those generous breasts he could tell she was breathing faster now. Was she awake? What if she opened her eyes and saw him? He was distracted from the thought by the movement of her hand. It opened, plucked at a pink nipple, and pinched the puckered flesh between forefinger and thumb. She rolled it between her fingers, making it lengthen and harden further. The other nipple was puckering in jealous response. Daniel couldn’t move. His cock was tightening, wanting to lift toward his stomach, asking to be free of clothes. It didn’t care if it got caught. It wanted out. It wanted to watch. Daniel wanted to watch. Sami’s legs were shifting, restlessly. He watched as she drew up her knees. She planted her feet firmly on the mat and dropped her thighs open. From where he stood he had a clear view. Wet lips the colour of fine wine, dark shiny hair, and fingers sliding down to brush the swollen folds. He was almost sure he caught a glimpse of her hard clit as her fingers brushed it in passing. She was going to do this, Daniel realized. Right here on the balcony with him almost between her thighs, watching. She was going to make herself come… She was close enough that he could smell her arousal mixed with the subtle cocoanut scent of sunscreen. It made his balls twitch, begin to ache. The music was obviously getting to her. It was so sexual. He’d always suspected her of being a very sexual person. And now he’d never be able to look at her any other way. He imagined his own hand there, between those large thighs, dipping into that pot of honey. His right hand drifted to the nagging length pressing against the zipper of his shorts. Might as well, he thought, unzipping. Was she any less likely to scream if he was clothed at this point? He dropped the shorts to the ground and kicked them to one side. Her fingers were sliding inside her pussy now, the heel of her hand making small circles over the top of her mound. He bet she could feel her hard clit pressing into her palm. Her round hips lifted, her thighs trembled with tension as she lifted up, gyrated. Pressing herself harder into her hand. Daniel took hold of his cock, gave it a firm squeeze, and imagined it there, where her fingers were. Imagined thrusting into her, filling her where her fingers could only tease. She was tugging at her nipples hard. Pulling them away from her breast, one then the other. Pinching. Cupping the whole breast then dropping it and returning to the nipples over and over again, while her fingers slid in and out between her thighs in a matching rhythm. She was not gentle with those lovely big mounds. Daniel could imagine them in his mouth, biting them. She’d probably like that. His cock gave a leap at the thought. He stroked it once then stopped. He didn’t want to get distracted from what Sami was doing. He wanted to see her face, hear her moan. He loved the way she was biting her lip, he bet she was close already. Suddenly she opened her eyes. He was caught - naked on his balcony, cock in hand, watching her touch herself. The railing between their balconies was open, they’d removed the privacy screen to allow for more light to their apartments, just a few weeks ago, and he knew she could see what he was up to as clearly as he could see her. He didn’t let go, and he didn’t leave. It was too late to pretend this wasn’t happening. He was very curious as to what she would do now. Her lip had slipped from between her teeth…and she smiled. Her breath was definitely rough now, coming fast. She thrust her fingers in and out, her eyes taking a good look at him in the meantime. Daniel loved the way she lingered at his crotch, not afraid to take a good look. Then she brought her fingers out and ran the middle one up and over her clit, once, twice then slid it down and back inside the wetness of her body. Was she hot? Tight? Daniel was dying now to know what she was feeling with her own finger. She gave a soft moan and let her index finger join the middle one, sliding in, spreading herself wider for him to see. She knew he was there, and she wasn’t stopping. He registered the thought surprisingly quickly considering all the blood had left his brain and was pooling in his cock. Her other hand let go of the nipple it was tormenting, she crooked her finger inviting him over. Even with a stiff cock he managed to scramble over the railing. For a moment he stood, almost between her thighs, not sure what to do. Her hand lifted one large breast up away from her body, toward him. A pagan offering. Daniel moved to her side, knelt on the mat and ran his hand over the silky skin of her breast, across the hard nipple. She let out a soft groan. Her hand dropped in his lap. He took her fingers and wrapped it around his cock. She didn’t tug or stroke, just held it as her attention returned to the hand buried in her pussy. She slid the fingers out, made a V and ran then down each side of her clit, not touching it directly. She did this over and over, prolonging the sensation. Daniel loved this, the view it gave him was indescribable. He didn’t know how long he could keep watching without losing his own load. “Go on…I want to watch you come…” She shuddered, and gave a nod, biting her lip again. Then slid her fingers back into her pussy. He pinched her nipple gently. “Harder,” she told him. “Really hard.” Anything for a lady… He kept a steady rhythm on the nipple, pinching, pulling, the way he’d seen her do it, in time to her thrusting fingers. Her hips were off the mat, rotating, pressing into the palm that barely left her mound. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon,” he urged. Her fingers tightened around him in response. He gritted his teeth, determined to hold back, to watch her. She was panting now, her hips gyrating like a belly dancer’s, fingers thrusting in and out. She pulled her fingers out and clamped her clit between forefinger and thumb giving the distended flesh a tug. Then, just as he thought she was going to come, she slid them back in and continued thrusting. Her pelvis began pumping hard against the hand. Daniel pinched her nipple as hard as he could. A moan exploded from her, then took the form of a garbled “Yes, yes, yes…” expelled with each breath. Daniel knew she was coming now, and how he managed to avoid releasing his own load he had no idea. With his free hand he peeled her hand of his cock to avoid the possibility that he wouldn’t last another second. He wanted to be there, where her fingers rested, deep inside her, when he lost it. He watched her face as she came down. Her hips were still moving slowly, although her fingers were still. He could imagine the contractions she was feeling with those fingers. Imagined that she was enjoying them…he planned to enjoy them too… Then she opened her eyes, looking down at his hard cock. “Oh good,” she said, with a grin. “You waited.” He couldn’t help but grin back. He felt like a horny teenager all over again. “Yes, but for what?” he asked…knowing the answer he hoped for. She looked him straight in the eye then, not near as shy as he thought she would be…or perhaps just brazening it out, he couldn’t tell. “Well, unless you have another idea, I would love that inside me…now.” “Fingers not enough huh?” he teased, as his cock twitched in approval of the idea. This time she did blush, but he stroked her round belly, and brought his hand over the one she’d not yet freed from her wet pussy. He brought the fingers to his mouth and began to slowly lick her juices from them, keeping his eyes on hers the whole time. Her pupils dilated in response, her bottom lip quivered as she took a deep breath. “I have condoms in the bathroom,” she said. Daniel bent over and kissed her quickly then dashed to the bathroom as fast as his impatient body would let him. He slipped the condom on while she watched. She hadn’t moved. One arm was resting over her head and the other was back resting on a breast. He knelt between her spread thighs. They were large, tanned, strong-looking. He imagined them gripping him, holding him deep inside her. He’d never had a woman so substantial before…but he had fantasized about it. A lot. He wouldn’t have to imagine it any longer. He watched as she slipped both her hands around the railing behind her head, and lifted her ass of the mat, her body calling his. No reason to wait. She was so wet, so open, obviously eager to have him inside. He inched forward, grasped her knees and pushed them wider apart. He moved so the head of his cock was sliding through her hot folds, brushing her clit, teasing a little. “Come on,” she encouraged, hips thrusting towards him. He pulled back, and slid in with no help from either of them. Halfway, then back an inch or so. It felt so good he repeated it a few times, then dropped his hands on either side of her breasts and gave a solid thrust. He held himself buried there a minute. She moved back a little then pressed forward, taking him in deeper. “You can do it as hard as you want,” she grinned. “I’m a big girl, I can take it.” That was all he needed to hear. She was gripping him tight, so hot, and he was so ready, he wasn’t able to go slow anyway…this time. He began slamming into her. She gripped the railing, meeting his thrusts, slamming back. The music was picking up, Prince, screaming about sex, sex, and more sex. The music drove him faster, drove her faster. “Yes, yes, yes…” she chanted in perfect rhythm to his thrusting…to the music they were making. He slammed into her again and again. Her breasts were in beautiful fluid motion with the force of the blows. He managed to capture a pink nipple in his mouth, worked it hard with lips and tongue… “Daniel. Daniel, Daniel…” she was panting now… Oh god, she was going to come again! He loved it. He tugged the nipple between his teeth, let go, switched to the other one. She was incredible, meeting him blow for blow, calling his name… Suddenly the sensation of pussy contracting all around him, her heels hitting the backs of his legs as she brought her knees up in response to her orgasm. Pulling him to the deepest core of her, milking him. He heard her moaning his name and his body answered, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. He dropped the nipple from his mouth, arched his back, and pounded into her with no reserve. As he released his load he thought he called out her name too… She seemed to pulse around him forever, thighs clutching his hips, not letting him pull out. Her head was arched back, knuckles white around the railing. He dropped forward weakly, kissed each nipple and then her mouth. He felt her hands in his hair, then drifting over his back. Then she delivered a sharp slap to his ass. “Next time, “ she said, against his mouth. “I get to be on top.” He just nodded. Anything for a lady. Anything For A Lady Ch. 02 Daniel watched as Sami's round white ass disappeared through the balcony doors into her apartment. He could barely get up off the mat and the little vixen was dashing around as spry as a baby lamb. Damn, he'd had no idea she was such a wild thing! The music began to fade and he pictured her turning down the stereo. Naked. A moment later she reappeared - still naked, the vixen - and looking down at his reclining form, she crooked that come-here-boy finger of hers again. He didn't need any more encouraging than that. After all, she had said she planned on being on top next time... Damn if the idea didn't almost make him hard again instantly. Following her to the bedroom he'd never seen before he saw another side of her. Tastefully done in dark neutral tones the room had a sensual overtone. The fabrics were rich and plush. None of that surprised him. It was the artwork on the wall that gave it its naughty appeal. Two good-sized gorgeous paintings of a woman dominated the wall over the bed. A large naked woman... In one painting the woman was sprawled on the bed, head at the bottom, feet at the top. She wore red fishnet thigh-high stockings and nothing else. Her legs were crossed and bent to one side, hiding as much as they revealed. One arm draped over a breast, hand covering most of the other large white breast...the other arm flung over her head in abandon. She looked boldly at the artist with a mischievous grin. The other painting featured her kneeling with her back to the artist, ass cheeks flat on her red-fishnet-clad heels, arms lifting her hair off a lovely plump neck. Her face was turned in profile looking again at the artist as she peeped through the crook of an elbow. Classic pin-up poses...of a big beautiful bold woman. A naked beauty who looked a lot like Sami. Catching his eyes on the portraits, she grinned. "Me." "I see that," he replied. "A friend did them...you like?" What could he say without drooling? He managed a nod. "We weren't sleeping together at the time..." she commented. "And after?" He couldn't help prying. He was trying to imagine any man being cold-blooded enough to paint those wonderfully erotic pictures and not join Sami on that bed afterward. Impossible. Her giggle was impish. "Oh yeah...after..." "What?" he pressed, knowing there was a story there. One he knew he wanted to hear. "Well...it happened halfway through the first one...the one of me on my back...Had a lot of trouble getting through the second one." "I don't blame him," Daniel admitted. "Him?" Sami's eyebrow rose. "Did I say him?" If he hadn't been already half hard he knew that would have done the job. "Her?" Sami nodded, obviously enjoying the reaction it was having on him. "Yea, she was a friend of mine from university. I knew she was gay, but I'd never been interested in trying it really, and she'd never asked me or shown that she was interested. I'd seen her work and wondered about having one done. She loved the idea." "I bet," Daniel laughed. Sami's laugh was deep and warm. "It wasn't like that. She was so professional, and she never made any comments, or any moves." "So, how did it happen?" Sami crawled up on the bed and sprawled onto her round belly, patting the bed beside her. Daniel scrambled up and sat cross legged at the bottom where he could see Sami and the paintings. It was a luscious effect, one that was keeping him persistently up and ready. "Well, she was so professional it began to bug me! I mean, here I was...all sprawled out. Displaying it all, in red fishnet and everything, and this very sexual lesbian wasn't affected at all. So, I couldn't resist trying to tempt her. I kept breaking the pose and playing with my nipples and licking my lips...I was being a real brat." Daniel could picture it. He could see it in her eyes in the picture. The vamp was shameless. He loved it! "Anyway she went to get a cool drink and when she came back I had my legs spread and was...well..." He knew exactly what she'd been doing. He'd just witnessed it himself. No wonder the friend had given in. "Anyway, she laughed and told me she'd cool me down, and before I knew it she'd dropped an ice-cube onto my pussy....and I just about jumped off the bed...next thing I knew she was warming me up with her mouth...damn, she was unbelievable." Daniel's cock gave a little jump and Sami didn't fail to notice. "Lips and tongues...They can be such delicious toys..." she grinned, moving forward. She wrapped a small chubby hand around the base of his cock and dropped her head on his thigh. She took her time studying his hard-on as if it were a sculpture, thumb running over the large vein on the underside, a finger tracing over the sensitive purple tip... A drop of precum oozed out to meet it and with a quick movement her tongue darted out and scooped it up on the tip...delicate as a hummingbird the tip of it exploring the source as if hoping for more... It was the perfect tease, offering just enough to keep him hard, just enough to make him want to hold on to her head and thrust in deep. Having shown itself her tongue was now going to work, lapping up the sides of his cock, flicking quickly over the tip... She was strong as she shoved him back, and Daniel didn't resist. Back and forth she went up each side of his aching cock with luxurious wet flat licks. For a second she caught the ridge under the head of his cock between her lips and sucked... His balls tightened in response...and he let out a deep groan. She shifted, letting him straighten out his legs and settled herself between them. In a moment her mouth was gulping him in and her tongue was driving around the head of his cock... Her hand wrapped itself tight around the base again, and she pressed her lips to her fist making a delicious mini-pussy, hand firmly jerking as her mouth sucked the tip in. In and out, she mouth-fucked him, driving him wild. Slowly her fingers unwound as she took him deeper...swallowing most of his hard length and suckling sweetly. Damn, her mouth was unbelievably hot and wet, and making the most wonderful noises around the head of his cock, as she responded to the uncontrollable thrust of his hips. She seemed to be having a great time feasting on him, and the sight of the pictures above her, and her magnificent round ass waving in the air as she sucked him deep into her mouth took him to the edge. He tugged at her head gently..."Damn, girl...If you do that anymore I'm gonna shoot right now..." he warned. She pulled away, letting him slip slowly - tormentingly slowly - from soft, full lips. "Oh no, you aren't," she warned back, giving his balls a sharp tug..."as much as I'd love you to come for me, I told you I get to be on top this time...didn't I?" Damn rights she had. The idea of this luscious plump vixen riding him, her large pendulous breasts swaying above his face, almost made him lose it. Damn if she didn't turn him into a teenager all over again. Scrambling off the bed she disappeared into the bathroom. He watched her ass jiggle as she went out the door. He would never look at a large woman again without imagining the sight of a large, round, fleshy ass quivering like that. She wasted no time coming back and scrambling back up onto the bed with the condom already unwrapped and in hand she set to her task. Not quite the way he expected, of course... The vamp straddled his chest, faced his feet and reached for his tortured cock. He knew it was no accident that her plump wet pussy was poised within range of his suddenly thirsty tongue. He didn't have to be told twice. She gave out a soft moan as he took a long lick of her moist pink lips. He flicked the hard nub of her clit just to hear her moan. Damn, he loved that sound she made. Settling his hands on her thighs he pressed her wider and dove in. She was like wild hot honey. He couldn't get enough. Neither could Sami obviously. She was bucking back against his mouth, driving him to use his tongue as a mini-penis thrusting into her hot pussy. "Good boy, " she gasped, finishing with the condom, and the words made him double his efforts. "Bite the lips...just a bit...softly..." the words were breathless with lust but he knew a command when he heard one. "Yes, yes, yes..." she gasped...the way she had just before she'd come the last time. He slid his tongue over her clit, tempted to suck it in and draw her over the edge. Suddenly she shifted, straightening up and rocking down on him. He was almost engulfed by the generous flesh of her thighs and ass as she drove against his mouth. Almost gasping for air. He loved it. He'd never imagined it would feel so amazing to be engulfed this way by hot, wet, pussy flesh. He held onto her thighs to encourage her and did his best to keep his tongue hard and available for her to fuck herself against. She was moaning loudly now, and almost flooding him with juices... He almost came on the spot. Only the thought of her driving down onto his cock held him in check. He was damned if he was going to miss that. She seemed to thrust and rock and moan forever. He did his best to keep his tongue driving in wherever she aimed..Her body seem to shake with the force of it. She let go with a sharp moan and began to chant as she went over the edge. He translated it as: "Yes, yes, yes, soooo good!" Sweet music. He'd never seen a woman come so hard, so freely, and it turned him on more than he'd ever been before. But eventually she began to pull free and in a surprisingly agile move she'd swung free of him and was turning around...ready to climb back on like a cowgirl. He grinned...and whinnied. Her laugh was a bit hoarse as she positioned herself over his cock and began to take him in. By this time he was so hard, and she was so open and wet, he slid right in. "Wanna be my little stallion, do you?" she teased, sliding down further, so that he was buried deep. "Yes ma'am!" he replied, reaching up to grab the dark swollen nipples that swayed so free in front of him. "Mmmmm yea...pull on those!" she demanded, setting up a rhythm with her hips that was sure to make it a fast ride. "Harder!!" She gasped, so, gentleman that he was, he gave them a sharp tug, no mercy. Yup, anything for a lady! He felt her pussy walls contract around his cock in response. He was lost for words now as he watched her, head thrown back, take him and ride him hard. Damn, she was so hot and tight...her pussy walls contracting to hold him in as she rose up almost to the tip of him before slamming back down... Over and over she did this and each time she seemed to groan out a blissful moan that drove him crazy. She was obviously going for another orgasm and he strained to hold off so she could get there before it was too late...Remembering what had pushed her into coming before he continue to work her nipples, twisting them hard. "So...damn...good!!" she groaned and he agreed, watching her face as she bit her lip and went crazy, bouncing down on him, driving him in deep and hard, her wet pussy grabbing at him, ready to milk him when he came... Which happened just as he felt her own muscles spasm around his thrusting cock. "Yes! Damn, damn, damn..." she moaned out, "Daniel!!!!" He couldn't answer...His own cock was going wild, unable to resist the feel of her contracting around it. His balls spasmed sharply and he gave in to the feeling, coming so hard he thought he'd never stop shooting his load. Within minutes she slumped down onto his chest, gasping for air and laughing. Laughing, the vixen! "That was soooo damn great, Daniel!" She told him, giving him a soft sweet kiss. "You can be my pony anytime!" What else could he do? He whinnied in agreement.