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More Than Neighbors

By: Sunshine1980



Several years ago a couple moved into the apartment next to the one I was living in.

We welcome new people into the neighborhood by taking some goodies to them. This allows them to know us and we have the opportunity to know them.

Several of us in my apartment building went over to their apartment one Sunday afternoon with a can of Danish made butter cookies, some soda, a bottle of wine and a hot pot off coffee.

A fellow answered the door and stood in shock looking at four ladies holding odds and ends and all about the age of his girlfriend or wife whom we had seen before and given a wave when the opportunity presented itself.

I introduced myself and my friends and then proceeded to explain why we were there. 

A huge grin then appeared on his face as he called out the name, "Virginia".

When she appeared he said, "This is my wife Virginia and I am William but call me Bill."

Bill then introduced us to Virginia and explained why we were there.

Virginia invited us in; as we were sitting down she said, "Call me Gin." 

We snacked on the goodies which we had brought while getting to know them and them us.

Bill was into IT work and traveled fifty percent of the time. Virginia was a nurse in local clinic.

Bill was thirty years old, weighed around one-hundred and eighty pounds, with curly black hair and green eyes. He appeared to be close to six feet and was well balanced. It appeared he worked at staying trim and fit. 

Virginia was twenty-six, with straight blonde hair reaching her shoulder blades, showing no frayed or split ends. Her eyes were blue and she appeared to be five-foot seven with maybe 34C or D breasts, a waist looking 27 with hips close to 35 or 36 inches. Her weight appeared to be less than one-hundred and twenty. She could have been a Victoria's Secret model if she was inclined to go that route.

Over the next few months we would wave when we saw each other outdoors but never mixed socially. 

I came in late one night from a late bowling league session. After shedding my coat I headed to my dark bedroom and noticed that across the courtyard a bedroom light was on. My heart picked up beats as I decided to leave the light off and take a peek. My knees weakened, my pussy lips expanded, my heart pick up a faster beat when my eyes focused into the bedroom where Alice was on her knees, with her breast swaying as Jack's monster cock was thrusting away deep into her apparently steaming pussy, since Jack's cock was very shiny with her love juices. This was the first time they had let their light on. Was it on purpose or just the mood?

I have never viewed people fucking in real life. Sure I have watched on TV and DVDs' but this was live activity.

I decided to continue my stripping since I was going to shower anyway. My left hand then went to my right breast and my right hand went to stimulate my clit. Watching them had my juices flowing harder than they ever had.

Alice looked sexy on her fours with her black hair in a ponytail against her snow white skin. Jack was holding onto her at her waist.

When I saw Jack stiffen, his mouth flying open and his cock bury all the way into Alice, I had my orgasm knowing he was flooding Alice with his hot nut juice, which I wanted in me after seeing that cock. Alice had to be in another world as he delivered his semen deep into her.

As they both collapsed forward, I dropped to my knees and made myself cum again as I watched them gasping for air. Alice had her face towards the window that I was looking into.

They remained quite for a long time. I assumed they fell asleep. I headed for the shower and while the water was flowing over me I pictured Jack's tool in me and I gave myself another orgasm.

I checked on them after the shower and they were in the same position as when I began to shower. I decided to hop into bed and fell asleep with wondering how Jack's cock would feel deep in me.

I made it a practice to peek every night before closing the blinds in the dark to check for activity over the courtyard into Alice and Jack's bedroom. I do not know why I had never checked on them before. 

I saw nothing until two weeks later in mid-week when I had the shock of my life.

Alice was on top of a female in sixty-nine position. It was hot watching two of my gender getting it on.

That night then in bed I wondered how Alice's tongue and mouth would feel on my body.

Over time I soon found out she had many girlfriends.

One night Alice had a girl friend over and they were doing their natural thing. I had become so accustomed to seeing Alice having fun with a girlfriend that I no longer voyeured but masturbated picturing what was going on in her and Jack's bedroom.

I was approaching my second orgasm when I was startled by knocking on my door. It was after eleven and I hesitated about going to answer the door but assumed it had to be someone from the complex. When I looked through the security peep-hole I saw it was Bill (my neighbor). My heart leaped into my mouth in total confusion. 

I cracked the door and asked, "Why are you here Bill?"

I heard, "I'm sorry Amber but I need your help. May I come in to explain?"

I was covered in a white terry robe, knee length with pussy juices leaking from my love canal.

I opened the door and stood partially behind it as Bill came in.

I heard, "Thanks Amber and I'd like to get to the point. I came home awhile ago and thinking Gin was asleep I was quite. I heard Gin call out, 'Fuck me now Jimmie, fuck me hard and deep like Bill does.' I froze and heard, Gin scream out her orgasm. I then snuck out of the unit and came here to try to figure out what to do next. I hope it is okay with you."

I was like a statue when Bill walked off into the bedroom before letting me answer him.

I then heard, "Amber please join me."

That startled me out of my state of numbness.

I was trembling as I walked to where Bill was.

I then heard, "Have you ever heard us getting it on Amber since it appears our bedrooms are adjoining?"

My mouth was dry, my heart was pounding in my chest, my knees were weak and I could not answer. 

Bill approached me and said, "Amber your bedroom smells like there was some sex going on in here; were you masturbating listening to Gin and her friend?"

I froze where I was standing. Bill stepped in front of me as I was looking at the floor so as not to look into his face. He wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to him and whispered into my ear, "I hope you have been listening. Many times when I am fucking Virginia, I picture she is you. I have desired you from the time my eyes first saw you in the hall when you and your friends paid us the welcome visit."

I continued to look at the floor as he broke the hold on me and took my right hand and lead me to the bed.

Bill lifted me from the floor and placed me in the center of the bed. 

I was still numb and did not answer. The thoughts of Bill fucking me had gotten my nipples hard, very hard, and my pussy was leaking profusely.

Bill's hands undid the robe tie and I felt the cool air as the robe opened. Bill was standing over me inhaling the beauty his eyes were feasting on.

Bill's hands reached for my 34B breasts which he cupped and massaged, while pinching the hard nipples slightly between a finger and thumb. A sinister smile was on his face.

I heard, "Your pussy juice smells awesome Amber. Let me eat you, please."

I did not answer.

Bill lowered himself to his knees on the bed, lifted my legs so the feet were flat on the bed, wrapped his arms around my thighs and spread my legs wide as his head disappeared between them in the dimly lit room from the hall light as he parted my swollen lips with his fingers to expose the love knob. Soon he was flicking and licking the hard clit with his hard pointed tongue. I just went sailing and moaned, "Ohoooo," as he began to nibble at the hard clit. I exploded with my first cum with Bill. He let me down easy and then lifted his head and said, "I'm glad you wanted me as much as I want you. You taste delicious, better than I had anticipated. Do you want me to eat you some more or do you prefer for me to let you experience what you have wished and dreamed about for so many months, making yourself cum and cum listening to Amber and me getting it on?"

I responded with, "Fuck me Bill, please. Fuck me like you do Virginia. Oh god do it now!"

Bill stood and stripped. I knew he had a monster of a cock from seeing the outline in his trousers many times but could not see it well with his back to me. When he turned I saw the length in the dim light but not the girth.

He came to the bed, used my legs to spin me on the bed and knelt. He was tall enough and the bed low enough so he could kneel and slip the monster into me.

I felt the warm head at the entrance. Bill began the pushing of his tool into me. I was so wet it continued to slide in easily. It was more than well lubricated for him. The room smelled of my love juices. 

As he was slipping into me, my canal was expanding and sensing sensations it had never had sensed before. I muttered all the time, "Yes, Yes, Bill, Yes...yes...yes."

He then lowered himself by placing his hands by my ears and began with slow in/outs. The sounds emitting from the wet canal rang through the room. He picked up his tempo and hammered away with thrusting hips. Anyone hearing the sound knew a pussy was being fucked and loving it. It did not take but a minute or two and I had my second cum and it was the best cum ever for me. I remember thrashing and tossing my head from side to side as I tried to rip my nipples from my breast.

After I had calmed down, Bill then picked up his fucking pace and soon I was yelling, "Harder, faster, Oh god yes, I'm there again."

Sweat was dripping from the tip of his nose. I felt him stiffen and heard him inhale before hearing, "Ahaaaaaaaaaaa...ahaaaaa...ahaaa as his warm seed sprayed deep into me as his cock flexed shooting the juice from his nuts. I then had another orgasm while his man juice was filling my pussy and running out and down the crack of my butt. I had this time lifted my legs and used my feet on his buttocks to get in as deep as I could while my arms wrapped around his neck. I had the best love making to date that night with a white guy. I expect that kind of experience with a black guy doing me but a white doing it was new. 

When we recovered Bill said, "Let me stay tonight and I will go early."

I answered with, "I'd like that Bill."

In the morning we made love again, with Bill making me cum two times before saying, "Thanks babe and I hope we can do more of this," as he put on his clothes and headed out. I wondered where he headed after leaving me and was going to ask him the next time we were together.

I then wondered if Virginia heard us since I could hear them from time to time. I then wondered how many male friends does she have and when I heard people having sex was it with Bill or her other boyfriends.

Bill managed to pay me a visit about once a month and stay over night. I had avoided Virginia which was easy to do for about six months other than a wave as we passed each other in the parking lot as we were coming and going.

I asked him about where he went after leaving me the first time and he said to the airport to catch a flight. He never asked about bedroom activity in his apartment when he was gone. 

It was early winter around seven in the evening and there was a knock at the apartment door. Looking out into the hall I saw Virginia. My heart leaped into my throat wondering if there was going to be a confrontation assuming she discovered Bill and I having love making sessions. I decided if there was going to be one let's get it over with.

I opened the door and heard, "Hi Alice, Bill is out of town for three weeks and I am bored and lonely. Do you have time to keep me company either here or at my place for a little bit? There is nothing on TV.

I relaxed and said, "Sure, come on in. I agree with you. TV is dull. I was on the net looking at exotic islands to maybe get away for a week or two in mid-winter. I can look later. No big rush."

"Maybe we can look together. Maybe we can go together if you would like company. We could do that when Bill is traveling. It gets so lonely when he is gone. (My brain was churning) I have had fantasies about those islands. Bill never wants to try anything new. He just likes to be a home body and screw me whenever the urge hits him; it can be the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room. The only time I wear panties is to collect his nut juice after he has made a deposit. He doesn't want kids because they would interfere with his sudden urges. You know the same-same after five years is getting boring. (Really?) Would you like company or do you have friends already planning on going with you?"

"That would be fun Gin. There are about six of us girls that do go. It depends and who is free. It ends up with being two to four of us. Sure you are welcome. This year it is my turn to select a place."

"Thanks Amber, I sure do not want to intrude. God I am so excited thinking of being in an exotic place with exotic drinks and exotic guys. How are the guys Amber?"

"Some are hot and some think they are hot. It's like the lottery. But you never know until you sample."

"I'm leaking just thinking about it."

"Would you like some wine while we look at the different islands?"

"Thanks Amber. I will have the same as you."

As I was getting the wine I said, "Gin, I have lots of vacation time to use or lose so I am thinking two weeks for myself. Some of the others will only stay a week. What are your thoughts?"

"Amber I need to check on Bill's calendar. I'd sure love the two weeks."

Handing her the glass of wine I said, "Let's surf and see what looks hot."

We looked at places I had not been before and made notes about the pros/cons of each. There were so many to select from we decided to call it a night and have another wine.

While sipping the wine, Gin asked me if I had ever noticed the couple across the courtyard having fun.

I said, "Of course; one can not miss it with their blinds up."

I heard, "Sure makes for hot scenery and neighbors. When Bill is gone and they are at it, it makes me so horny. Do you feel the same Amber?"

"Yes at first but it has occurred so many times over the past year that I take it for granted."

"Hum, I wonder if I will ever take it for granted. I don't think Bill has noticed because he has me pinned down somewhere when he is at home and ready to snore when he hits the pillows."

"Yea, it seems like guys want to sleep soon and I think most of us girls are wider awake and desire more."

"Amber, have you indulged with another female when you where younger like in college?"

"I still do Gin. These girls I hang around with and go on the trip with all play from time to time. Half are college friends and the other half are work friends." 

"Thanks Amber, knowing that you are not a prude makes me more comfortable being around you. Maybe sometime when Bill is gone we can enjoy some intimate time together if you would like. It would make the time he is gone a tad more tolerable."

"Sure Gin let's do that sometime."

"Amber thanks for the wine and letting me come on that trip. I have an early shift so I better get to bed. My alarm goes off at 5. Maybe this week yet we can enjoy more of each other's company. Maybe you can come to my place for dinner and stay the night."

"That would be nice Gin. Have a great night and then later."

We gave each other a hug as she headed next door.

My mind was spinning as she left. In just a few hours from her being bored to making a date for some fun later in the week. I was a tad nervous though wondering what will happen when Gin finds about Bill dipping his cock into my playpen.

Then the thought hit me that maybe I was being set up by both of them and Gin already knew.

Well, Gin and I had regular encounters after that and Bill and I continued our fun times.

I introduced Gin to my friends and she fit right in. It appeared going with us on a trip would be fun for all.

Gin and I decided on a resort in the Caribbean which catered to singles. Gin was the only married one among five of us going.

We scheduled our departure for late February for two weeks. 

We took a taxi to the airport from the apartment. In the taxi I noticed Gin did not have her wedding band on. Bill had been gone a week and would be gone three more weeks. Gin was going to have fun and be back by the time he returned under normal circumstances. I did not want to know if Gin had told Bill about her plans.

We met my other friends at the gate where we were to board our flight to Miami and then connect to a flight for our final destination.

The flight was uneventful and the closer the plane was to our destination it appeared the water became bluer and more welcoming.

On the flight from Miami to our final destination we all selected window seats so we could inhale the beauty of the warm waters and let our minds drift of the possibilities that were on terra firma when we landed.

We had been instructed to look for people holding a sign with the resorts name and they would take our luggage and escort us to the transport van.

Jill saw them first after we had collected our luggage. Two people dressed in white tops, shorts, knee high socks, and white shoes were holding the sign.

One was a knockout tanned female about five foot eight inches with a black butch haircut and the other was a bouncer type black guy that had to be proud of the bulged outline in his shorts. He either had boxers on or no underwear. It was difficult to control my eyes from not drifting from time to time. 

As we approached them they began to walk toward us and Gin said to no one in particular, "God look at the horse."

They introduced themselves as Heather and Charles. They took our luggage and Charles indicated for us to call him Chuck.

On the way to the resort along beautiful beaches and blue water they filled us in on the resort. We just knew we were in for fun times.

Heather mentioned that both of them did private massages when requested by guest and that was their main function and did other fill in when they were not rubbing someone down.

It crossed my mind picking up guest at the airport was a good way to solicit business.

We all had decided on a single room for each so we could maintain privacy and do as we pleased. The resort was accommodating and arranged all five rooms next door to each other. If we wanted to visit we would need to go out and walk the hall to get the other rooms.

We decided since it was mid-afternoon and we were checked in we would get in our swim wear and head to the pool and then maybe check out the au natural beach after a drink or two.

We managed to arrange chaise lounges in a circle so we could all face each other by the pool side. The cocktail ladies were in thongs and the guys in revealing eye catching leather thongs fully packed.

We all winked at each other and then when they were not around in hearing distance discussed the possibilities. Two of the white guys seemed to fill the pouch a tad more than their counterpart black co-workers.

When we asked for the check we were presented with a brochure showing all of the help in swim wear and noted in the brochure we could see them all natural on a particular TV channel. 

They were all into massages as well as date escorts or tour guides of the island.

The rates were listed for their services and would be added to our bill.

Later that evening in checking them out on the TV their stats were listed.

For the guys a picture soft and hard was there along with dimensions.

We decided to walk to the au natural beach and soon were hit up by some single guys that spotted us that were staying there.


More Than Neighbors



Hi, this is my first time attempt at writing, so please be gentle! This story is an excerpt of a larger story that I haven't written yet. Ideas are still swirling around for what happens before and after this part, but this section came to me so definitely that I had to type it up and get it out of my head. I hope you enjoy! :)

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We settled into a companionable silence and my eyes fell to the barely touched glass of wine in my hand. I swirled it gently and absentmindedly watched the tears slide slowly down the surface of the glass. Could I do this? I repeated the process several times and studied the formation and descent of the fat tears into the burgundy abyss. Liquid courage, I mused. Well, he certainly picked a good strong wine to fit the bill.

"I've heard of playing with your food, but playing with your wine is a new one to me." My eyes traveled up to Connor's face, which was fixed in an inquisitive look.

I smiled nervously at him, the edges of my mouth not quite meeting my eyes. 

"I, um... I, uh... yeah..." I stuttered and trailed off. Smooth.

"Cassie, is something wrong?"

Now or never. I took a large swig of wine, and then drained the glass. Unable to look at Connor, my gaze fell to the now empty glass. I held it at an angle and spun it carefully by the stem, observing the dregs as they coated the sides. 

"Connor, do you find me attractive?" I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

My ears began to burn as the silence grew louder. Finally, I watched as he removed the glass from my clutch and engulfed my hands in his. He brought my right hand up to his lips and gently kissed my knuckles. He returned my hand to my lap and tenderly ran his thumb across its back. His ministrations, although intending to be soothing, produced a frisson of excitement and I barely contained my shudder of anticipation. It was such a small touch, but I craved more. My heartbeat rose slightly and I licked my lips.

"Cassie, where is this coming from?" His voice sounded slightly huskier than normal. 

I refused to, no, couldn't answer him, and instead continued to focus on the stroking motion of his thumb. What was my problem? I started this, this is what I wanted. Why couldn't I say anything? Coward.

"Look at me," he commanded. 

He stopped stroking my hand. When my head remained where it was, he tilted it up by my chin. I reluctantly looked into his eyes and was surprised to see what, anger? Oh God, why did I open my mouth?

"Did Brent say something to you? Is that where this is coming from?" His gaze pierced through me.

"What? No!" I exclaimed. I stood up suddenly and paced in front of him a few times, my eyes wildly searched the room as I tried to gather my thoughts. My heart pounded in my chest. Fuck. Now or never. Get it out there.

"This has nothing to do with Brent. In fact, he's the furthest from my thoughts right now. This is about you and whether or not you find me attractive," I blurted out. Perhaps the wine was starting to kick in.

"Of course I find you attractive!" He rested his elbows on his thighs and ran his hands nervously through his hair. "I've always found you attractive." He took a deep breath and looked up at me. "You're fucking hot, Cass," he said simply.

"But not hot enough to fuck."

"Most definitely hot enough to fuck," he chuckled. 

"Well then, I guess I've been too subtle," I muttered to myself.

"Cass, come here," he beckoned. I walked over so I stood in front of him and let him tug me into his lap.

"Cass, baby," he murmured as he tucked a stray hair behind my ear. "Do you want to fuck me?" He grinned mischievously.

"Yes! I mean, no!" I sputtered. I let out a small wail. "Ugh, no, I just want to die." I buried my face in his shoulder.

He chuckled. "Well, for starters, don't do that. I can't fuck you if you're dead. Well, I guess I technically could," he mused. "But that wouldn't be very much fun for either of us." I could practically feel his smile.

I peeked up at him. "So you find me attractive, huh?"

"I believe the words were, 'Hot enough to fuck,'" he teased.

I blushed. "Yes, well." I cleared my throat. "Then, uh, maybe we should." Jebus. Could I be any less smooth? I reburied my face in his shoulder.

He pushed me back by my upper arms and stared at me, his face serious. "Is that what you want? How long have you felt this way?"

"You want the nitty gritty? Yes, that's what I want. And I've apparently been flirting with you unsuccessfully for the past few months."

He kissed me. It took me a few moments to realize what had happened before I kissed him back. He groaned and I felt his hand at the base of my head, gripping my hair, pulling me in deeper. I reciprocated and grabbed his face between my hands. Our tongues clashed as we consumed each other, pouring months of desire into the scalding point between us.

He suddenly pushed me away and leaned his forehead against mine, both of us panting heavily.

"What about Brent?" he asked.

"What about Brent? You want to talk about him now?" I asked incredulously.

"Are you still seeing him?"

"I see him sometimes. We're friends," I replied simply, wondering where he was taking this and why we were talking instead of kissing. 

"I don't care about that. I mean, are you seeing him. Are you two having sex?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" I was starting to become less horny and more perturbed, not the direction I was hoping for.

"Cassandra, just answer the question." He sounded as impatient as I felt.

"No, we haven't for months."

"Good." He let out a deep breath. "I'm only asking because I want you. I want to bury myself in you. I want to fuck you hard and make you come until you can't walk." He brushed his lips against the base of my neck and I leaned in to feel more pressure. Damn, the dull ache low in my pelvis flared up with a vengeance. I shifted uncomfortably in his lap.

"But I'm selfish," he murmured into my neck. "I want you all to myself. If we do this, it's just us. No sleeping with other people, is that OK with you?" I felt him nip at my neck, and then tantalizingly lick the same spot. I let out an involuntary whimper.

"Yes," I whispered, my breathing shallow as he lightly traced the side of my neck with his tongue.

"Mmm, good." He tugged on my ear lobe with his teeth. "One last thing. Condoms? Pill? Anything I should know about?"

I panted as he locked his eyes with mine and brushed the pads of his thumbs over my nipples that strained against the fabric of my bra and shirt. "I've always used condoms, but I'm on birth control." I threw my head back as he tweaked my right nipple. "I'm clean, too, so nothing to worry about on that front."

"Good, very good," he rasped. My thighs spread slightly as one of his hands made its way under my skirt. He very lightly grazed my lips and clit with the back of his index finger. I gasped as the slight vibrations teased my over sensitized nerves. "Nothing to worry about on my end, so we can have lots of fun. Screw the condoms, though. I want to feel every inch of you and I'm going to make you mine in every way."

He rubbed a little harder, eliciting a moan from me as my brain short-circuited. I groaned when he removed his hand and lifted me off his lap.

"Stand up, remove your panties, and give them to me." Without hesitation, I did as he commanded. My eyes widened as I watched him wad them up and bring them to his nose, inhaling deeply.

With heavy-lidded eyes he exclaimed, "Fuck, your pussy smells good. I'm going to have to taste you later." He tucked them in his pants pocket and then tugged me back into his lap, straddling him this time. "Feel how hard I am for you. Grind against me, baby."

I did as he demanded; the rough denim covering his impressive bulge chafed, yet inflamed my sensitive pussy lips. Any traces of discomfort quickly faded as our tongues clashed and as we feverishly caressed and groped one another. 

I felt him unsnap my bra. "Bra off," he ordered. I made a move to pull my shirt out of my skirt, but he held my hands still. "Keep your shirt on," he added. I pulled my bra off through the armholes, feeling vaguely silly for the chaste method of undressing. Connor took it from me and placed it on the cushion next to us.

He gathered my wrists behind me and pulled down, arching my chest into his face. I whimpered as he tweaked my nipples through my shirt. He bit and sucked them until they were hard pebbles, then blew on the wet fabric to ensure they stayed that way. I don't think I stopped whimpering the entire time.

My back stayed arched as I remained captive in his grip. Although I was practically fully dressed, I could only imagine the lewd sight displayed before him. In the back of my mind, I vaguely realized that I didn't care, that I loved and craved his treatment of my body.

Connor interrupted that thought when he flicked my clit, causing me to buck into his hand. He chuckled and continued.

"Please," I begged. "Connor, please."

"What do you want, baby?"

"Please make me come."

I groaned as I felt him sink one finger into me, which was quickly followed by a second. "Let's see what we can do to little Cassie here." He moved in and out slowly. "Fuck, you're so wet and tight, even more than I knew you would be," he growled.

I panted as the delicious tension built higher and higher. I needed a little bit more before I knew I'd be able to come and my body involuntarily started fucking his hand. My eyes closed as I got closer, trying to shut out the embarrassing wet noises emanating from our union.

"Are you blushing because you're so wet, Cassie?" My cheeks flamed even more. "Don't be shy, baby. I love that you're such a wet little slut for me," he growled. He curved his fingers forward and hit my sweet spot. I cried out from a mixture of the pleasure and the shame of being called a slut. No one had ever called me that before, but it sounded so right, so hot, coming from his mouth.

He let go of my hands and I found my balance by leaning my hands back on his thighs. His free hand pulled down the front of my shirt to expose my breasts. He pinched my nipples and I cried out.

"I'm going to come!" He immediately pulled his hands away from me and my eyes shot open. "What? No! Don't stop!" I brought my hand to my clit and started to play with myself.

He lightly smacked the back of my hand and held it to my side. He lifted his other hand to his mouth and started seductively licking my juices off his fingers. There was a dark glint in his eyes. "My slut tastes so fucking good. We'll have to continue this tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Why not right now?" I attempted to bat my eyes at him seductively.

He smiled broadly. "Believe me, I'd love to, but no, we'll wait for tomorrow. I've got to get a few things together."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You bastard, what are you playing at?"

"Nothing," he smirked, and finished cleaning off his fingers. "Just demonstrating to you how frustrated I've been since I've met you. You're quite the tease – consider this payback. I think it's time for you to go home now."

I jumped off his lap and averted my eyes from the wet spot I left over his groin. "Give me my underwear back."

Connor leaned back and rested his arms on the back of the sofa. "I don't think so. Sluts don't get to wear underwear to walk home. Besides, consider it payment for making such a mess of my jeans."

I threw my hands up in the air. "Fine! I'll just go home and finish myself off."

He threw a dark look at me. "Again, I don't think so. I want you frustrated for tomorrow. Make yourself come and I'll know, which means I won't fuck you," he warned. "But I'll make it easy for you. Come over tomorrow afternoon at eleven. You'll only be uncomfortable for twelve hours."

He stood up and corralled me out the back door. Rather cheerfully, he said, "Hurry home! It's a bit chilly outside and I'm sure you don't want the neighbors seeing anything if a breeze turns up!" With that, he swatted my behind and shut the patio door behind him. I glowered at him as he waved happily after me.

I hurried home as the cold air whipped around me, crossing my arms across my chest to protect my nipples from the wind. A gust threatened to lift up my skirt and tormented my exposed wet nether region. I breathed a sigh of relief when I made it to the warm safety of my condo.

As I brushed my teeth and got ready for bed, I silently cursed him as I squeezed my thighs together. It would be so easy to relieve myself of this gnawing horniness. I hopped into bed and gently rubbed myself, savoring the sensation, my hips pivoting to meet my hand. But I thought about Connor's warning and was unable to finish myself. After tossing and turning for what seemed like forever, I finally fell asleep and fitfully dreamed about the day to come.



More Than Neighbors



It was obvious they were proud of their attached member and ask for dinner dates and dancing later.

Being it was our first night all of us declined except Jill who flipped over the guy that approached her. He was cute. We kidded her about being horny and couldn't wait which made her blush.

We decided to go to the lounge after dinner and meet other guys; which was a good way to decide who we would date during our two weeks.

It was hard for me to keep my eyes off of perfectly balanced black cocktail waitress. She had brown eyes that stood out like a bright star. She had on a Poly/cotton looking white Tux Halter, with a yellow ladies cummerbund and bow tie set, along with ultra shimmery white tights that were very short.

The contrast of skin color and uniform made her hot looking.

It appeared she was not assigned to our table. It was obvious she saw me staring at her from time to time and acknowledges it with a welcoming smile. It made me wet thinking she might be interested in me. 

I made an excuse to go to the ladies room and picked up a napkin and pen at the bar. I wrote, "I'd like to get to know you; if interested I am in room 255. Please give me a call."

I placed the note on her tray as I walked back to me table. I was nervous because she was the first black girl I ever approached in addition to desiring to spend time with. Her legs were awesome to stare at.

Later when Ken delivered us drinks he slipped a note into my hands. I snuck a glance at it and it read, "God yes, thanks for asking. If you want me to drop by after work at 3, wink at me when we can make eye contact, otherwise I will call you tomorrow. Leave your door unlocked. The island is perfectly safe. Love Ginger."

I winked at her at the first opportunity and my juices began to flow as soon as I had begun to read her note.

We all headed to our rooms around 2:30 and I hoped in the shower to freshen up and be ready for Ginger. We agreed to meet at 10 AM for breakfast and to plan the day.

I flipped on the TV after the shower and just had on a mid-thigh white silk robe. I was looking the guys over that were on the site for the resort. The next thing I knew I heard was, "Amber, it's me Ginger."

I jumped because I had fallen asleep. The shower and the day had gotten to me. 

I sat up and Ginger was taking her scanty clothes off, turned to me, smiled and said, "Move over sweetie. Let's get some sleep and play in the morning. I know it's your first day. I will wrap you in my arms and legs and you can have sweet dreams about us." The lights and TV went off and I knew she was serious. She said, "On your side and I will spoon you but first we need to get that so called robe off."

She helped me and I did as she suggested. I melted as her arm reach over me, cupped my left breast and her warm leg crossing over mine. I heard, "You smell sexy Amber, I am looking forward to tasting you."

The next thing I knew my hard left nipple was being rolled between her soft fingers. Daylight was showing its presence around the draperies. We were in the middle of the queen size bed. I began to moan and managed to get my right hand between us so I could play with her clit. God she was wet and hot when my hand reached my target. Her skin was as smooth as a baby.

I skipped the breakfast because Ginger and I were enjoying each other. It is awesome when you can melt into someone and surrender yourself to them. Her technique was out of this world. I was glad I made the move with the note.

After Ginger left I found my friends gathered around the pool. Naturally they were inquisitive of me missing breakfast. I just smiled and told them I went sailing and it was a fantastic morning. That led to more questions which I honestly answered. Gin's comment was wow. We kept spreading sun screen on each other while we sipped cocktails and immersed ourselves from time to time in the pool.

I think most of us had fallen asleep in the warm tropical air in the afternoon after a poolside snack. 

I was impressed with a package that one of the black guys exhibited while serving us drinks. His name was Renaldo but he told us to call him Ronny. He impressed all of us because we chatted about him a lot.

Virginia spoke up and asked, "Have you all experienced black before?" We all smiled and said, "Yes," simultaneously.

That lead to answering many questions she asked. I then said, "Try one Gin then you can decide for yourself. So don't lay there and tell us you have not had fantasies about a black guy leaning over you, drilling you and making you cum and cum." 

Gin blushed and admitted she did.

Jill said, "Better do it early so you don't regret it by doing it later and loving it like the rest of us."

We decided to get ready for dinner. As we walked to the units we were in, Gin asked if she could visit with me a little bit before continuing to her unit.

"Sure Gin what's on your mind," as we entered my unit? 

"Amber I am leaking just thinking of a black guy doing me doggie. Could I impose on you to be in the unit with me the first time for a little security?"

"Gin better yet, let's do a double so I can feel good at the same time. It is a real turn-on watching a black snake ravage a white pussy. It will make your orgasm more intense knowing how good the other pussy has to be feeling with the cock doing its thing."

"God I am so wet now."

I walked over to her, placed my lips on hers, slid my hand down her bikini bottom and played with the hard, hot, wet clit as we gasp for air as tremors took over her body as she orgasmed as we tongued dueled at the same time. I had to hold her tight to me so she would not collapse to the floor.

When she had recovered I whispered, "Let me clean you up with my mouth and consider it a before dinner appetizer."

I heard, "Oh god yes Amber I am so horny."

I knelt and slipped her bottoms down as I placed my face onto her overheated play pen. She seemed hotter and wetter than at the apartment at home. I doubled finger fucked her and worked on her clit with my mouth. She grabbed my head with her hands and pressed it further into the convulsing pussy.

I used my other hand under her buttocks to keep her upright while she convulsed.

I let her calm down before pulling completely away, using gentle slow licking and slurps to collect the juice leaking from her.

"Amber that was awesome thanks. Now how do we get the black guys we desire?"

"Well we can look on the TV and call one for a date. Or we can look on the TV and leave a message that we are interested and will be in the lounge later. If they show up and ask us to dance, then we know they are interested from a physical interest more than and job duty because we desire to be serviced. The service we get will be more than just a routine call from a white girl desiring black meat."

"I like that idea Amber. It will give us a chance to know the person and decide if we should go further or cut and run."

"Right Gin; these places play a lot of slow dance music late so a lot of intimate conversation can occur on the dance floor. Most places will have two lounges. One for pop dancing and the other for intimate type of dance but some alternate between slow and popular." 

"We go onto the TV channel, select the guy we want and leave a message."

"Wow that is neat. Then I do not have to be embarrassed asking him in person or him asking me in public."

"The guys are discreet here, that is the employees. Did you notice there were no black guest? So the whites will hit on you every chance they get."

"Can we check them out now?"

"Sure Gin let's see what turns you on."

"I think I am going to enjoy this trip with you Amber. Thanks for letting me join you and your friends."

"Well here they are. Let's flip and you choose first then I will select mine."

Gin chose Jethro, a younger guy, age 24, very tall 6 foot 2 inches, lean but well toned.

I chose Ronny. His pouched caught my attention and the photo on the TV confirmed he was well endowed.

Gin asked, "You are not married Amber and have had not kids. Won't he rip your apart?"

"On the contrary Gin he will take me places few guys can. His cock will stimulate every nerve. My toes will curl and it will take me a long time to recover because if he is what most are, he will make sure I black out from orgasm. I probably will be so weak I will not be able to resist him ass fucking me which will turn him into an animal leaving cups of nut juice to leak for days. I just love the smell of a black guy's cum leaking. It keeps me horny."

"God Amber you have my nipples hard and I am leaking again. Will I have to let him fuck my ass? I never had had a cock there. Bill wants to do it all the time but a finger even hurts."

"If Jethro is like other black guys you will not care and will scream in ecstasy as he is filling your dark canal with his hot nut juice. You will be begging him to make you feel like a slut."

"Oh God Amber. I'd better get out of here and get ready for the dinner. Will you call for me or do I have to do it?"

"I will do it this time Gin but then you are on your own for the next one."

I made the call and left a message mentioning we would be in the lounge if they desired to connect. 

At dinner I filled my friends in on our plans for later. They kidded Gin about what she was going to experience. She kept asking me if what they were saying was true. I replied to ignore them but knew they were right in some aspects of what she would experience.

After dinner we sat on the deck of the lounge to watch the sun set over the tropical waters and occasionally dance with guys that would ask. 

It was 10:30 and my friends were dancing when Jethro and Ronny showed up grinning ear to ear. Both had shaven heads where as in the photo they had short full head of hair. In the photo they had goatees but clan shaven for us.

They extended their hands and we introduced ourselves. Ronny said to me, "I saw you having problems focusing on my eyes this afternoon. It seems all your girlfriends had the same problem."

"Of course Ronny; nice marketing or sales gear."

"Thanks; I see you have drinks so Amber lets dance and become acquainted."

I looked at Gin and she was sitting whispering something into Jethro's ear.

On the dance floor Ronny was sweat talking about my figure and if this was my first trip of this nature other mundane questions to know me better. For some reason I was not into many questions for him knowing what he probably was interested in. I did ask where his home was and about family.

Soon we were dancing very close and I could feel his manly tool pressing into my stomach since he was a few inches taller than me. 

Into the third dance Ronny asked, "How many black guys have had the pleasure of your sweat ass Amber?"

I lifted my head from his chest, looked into his eyes and said, "I don't count Ronny like guys do but enough to know what they like and that seems to be everything."

"Amber, when I laid eyes on you for the first time I said to myself, I hope she calls sooner than later. I will try to outdo my brothers in making you see stars in color. I am hoping you desire to try me on for size. I have to warn you though, I am thick. I will respect you orders. If you say stop I will stop. Only half of the girls that start with me finish; the other half complain it was not what they expected."

"I understand Ronny; thanks for being considerate."

"Gin and I look on the TV before we made our selection. We based the decision on the stats."

"Great; let's go get Jeth and your friend Gin and get you into something comfortable so we can walk the beach"

"Okay Ron, that sounds like fun." 

We waited until they came off the dance floor and Ron said, "I suggested we get you girls into something for beach walking if you guys are interested."

"Come on Gin, lets walk the guys to the units so we can change."

Jethro said, "Please wear something comfortable to stroll on the beach so if it gets wet nothing is ruined; something like shorts and the shorter the better and topless if you are comfortable that way."

Gin said, "May I borrow if you have extra? We are same size."

"Sure Gin let's go see what I packed."

"God Amber, were you this scared the first time?"

"No Gin I would have raped the guy if he had not taken me. He had me so hot with his sweat talk, tongue and hands. Relax; these guys know how to turn us white girls on and inside out. You did pick Jethro so you do not need to worry about a guy hitting on you that you have no interest in."

"I guess you are right Amber."

The guys were already dressed for a beach stroll. They were dressed in black knee top baggy shorts and white tank tops. They also were barefooted. When they saw us with sandals on they suggested we leave them behind.

The guys suggested a stroll on the beach and some moon light dancing on the beach to get better acquainted. Amber smiled at that knowing she had a break before letting Jethro play at her playground.

During the stroll Jethro and Gin led the way with Jethro suggestion Gin walk in the water from time to time as the very small waves came on shore. Ronny and I followed and I did the same.

It was a get to know you stroll. Soon we came to some trees as if an oasis was there on the beach. Jethro led us there and on a path for a few minutes that led to a very open area where the moon light lit up the area. He reached behind some shrubbery and brought out a huge blanket and a pick-nick basket. Ronny and Jethro spread the blanket, asked us to sit, as they opened the basket and handed us Styrofoam boxes mentioning they contained nibbling items while they poured four glasses of white wine.

Gin and I smiled at each other over the pampering we were getting.

Ron made a toast that we have a memorable vacation that will be so good we will return often. They mentioned the boxes contained mostly seafood snacks prepared in the islands tradition which in some cases was very spicy.

In between the light chatter and snacking we danced in the nearby sand to some island music we could hear from the lounge. I do not know what was in the wine but Gin had to feel like I was, which was I don't care what happens attitude.

While dancing, the guys used their tongues in our mouths from time to time to help turn us on; both were fantastic at it. They were awesome kisser with their soft lips and wicked tongue. 

On the fifth or sixth dance Ronny asked me if we girls were close enough to put on a show for them. I responded with, "We are very close but a show might be a stretch but I can ask." I heard, "Awesome."

Then I heard, "Any objections to swapping later?"

I was surprised and said, "Does Gin turn you on more than me?"

"Oh no Amber, sorry it came out that way. We just love to do white girls and we like to sample and then talk about techniques, flavor and stupid guy's stuff just like you will be comparing us if it happens."

"I wouldn't mind Ronny since I have had a number of black guys but this is Gin's first. She still is shaking her head that I chose you as well endowed as you are."

"Maybe we should let her watch how you enjoy it first and that will relax her more for Jethro and then after he has her broken she will be ready for lots of black cock. What do you think?"

"That not a bad idea Ronny. Maybe watching us will get her hot and bothered for Jethro and maybe I can exaggerate some."

"What the biggest cock you have experienced Amber."

"The longest has been eleven inches but it was no thicker than a broom handle. Carrots come longer than that. The thickest guy told me he was five inches in girth. He was as fat as short. Felt like a soda can in me and did he ever make me cum."

"So you have been around and having fun. Good for you. I hope I can make it enjoyable for you."

"I think I will enjoy it."

"Shall we get back to Jethro and Gin and head to the unit."

"Yes, all this talk has me wet and bothered."

When we turned to walk to the others, we spotted them in an embrace and it was clear Jethro had his tongue in her mouth and going at it. She had her hands wrapped around his head pulling him tight, standing in the sand on her tip-toes. We waited until they came up for air and mentioned then about heading back. Gin grinned ear to ear so I knew she was ready.

Back at the unit I told the guys we would take a shower and then be back. This gave me the opportunity to explain to Gin what the guys wanted. 

She was all excited how Jethro had her turned on. After hearing what the guys wanted she said, "I'll give them anything they want so long as I get to sample their manhood."

I smiled and said, "Well let's swap then after Jethro gives you a sample of a black cock. I'd like to sample Jethro then."

"Okay by me. If you can take Ronny I suppose I will be able also." We put on mid-length terry robes and headed to the guys. 

Big smiles crossed their faces.

I said, "Gin has agreed to do a show for you guys so let's go to the bedroom and show you what we do when we are together." Gin and I embraced and started kissing. As we worked each other up the tingling sensations made others appear in our bodies. We undid each others robes and helped each other rid of them. We began playing with each other's breasts as we do at home. Soon we wanted more.

We climbed onto the king size bed.

We began kissing again.

I then began tracing along Gin's curves. I turned her head slightly, letting my finger slip into her mouth. She sucked it a little. I lowered myself to her face so out mouths could touch so we could tongue each other. After awhile I broke the kiss, straddled her torso and then traced Gin's breasts with my fingers then teased her hard nipples, alternating between them. 

I sucked on a nipple while making circular motions around her navel with my right hand. Gin arched as best as she could to have a breast further into my teasing mouth. I stopped for a moment, teasing her a little more before she went to the other nipple. The finger moving around her navel began as slow descent down toward her playground which was heating up from the odors it was emitting. 

I took a glance at the guys and they had stripped and were stroking their man hood which was semi-hard.

I left her navel, bypassing the hot box and stroked the insides of her thighs instead from the hips to her knees. Gin gave a moan and gasped. 

I then rolled us so she was on top and she swung into a sixty-nine like we do at home. She smiled as she turned looking down at me. I returned the smile. 

Gin wriggled a little, and from the position we were in, causing her dripping cunt to end up on my mouth. Feeling the now familiar sensation, Gin repeated the movement. By then I was pretty worked up myself and pushed back. Soon we were both worked up in a frenzy. Gin's breath came in short gasps and I could tell she was getting close. I continued to thrust upward with my hips to her mouth and my tongue into her leaking love canal. 

Gin groaned and moaned something onto my pussy. Gin continued unable to form words as she continued her rocking. I could feel Gin's cunt twitch as she shook and gushed copious amounts of love juice. She lifted her head and uttered, "I'm with you Amber, I'm riiight.....thhhheeeere. Yeeeeea." Gin covered my pussy lips with her mouth.

I opened my eyes as I felt knees next to my head. Jethro was taking aim at her dripping pussy with his black rod, veins filled with blood, and his nuts coming to rest on my eye balls.

I felt Gin lift her mouth from my pussy and let out with, "Oh God, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

Jethro must have shoved his tool to the base. Ronny must have held her shoulders so she could not lurch forward."

Jethro was very still for a long time but I could feel Gin's pussy lips trying to take more in as she continued to leak her love juice.




More Than Neighbors



Then Jethro began a slow withdraw and we heard, "Oh God it is so big. My pussy is so stuffed."

Jethro began slow fucking motions and every withdraw delivered to my mouth a copious amount of Gin's juices. I started to lick and flick Gin's clit. She lowered her head to my pussy but just ended up resting her head on my thigh as Jethro was picking up his pace and rocking Gin. We all heard, "Ugh, ugh, ugh," for some time then we heard, "Oh god, I'm gonna cum. Oh Jethro yes, yes,...yes. Oh God, Oh my God it is AAAAHHHHHH."

I chuckled to myself knowing she was experiencing her first orgasm induced by a black cock, as her body convulsed and thrashed on top of me.

The scent of sex filled our nostrils, all our nostrils I think.

Jethro slowly withdrew, dragging more of her love juices into my mouth. I heard, Ronny say, "Okay Amber let's show Gin how much you love black meat."

"Onto your back Amber and let me eat you first before I fuck you to death."

By then Jethro was out and he and Ronny rolled Gin onto her back still having tremors.

Ronny winked at me and I smiled at him knowing Gin was enjoying the after shocks.

Ronny raised my legs, parted them and went at it like all guys do until I orgasmed. What was different, Jethro was sucking and mauling my tits, which made it better.

Ron then lifted himself, faced covered with my love juices, placing my legs on his shoulder, the cock head at the entrance to my love canal and with a huge shove buried it to its base, causing me to arch, and opening my eyes wide as I knew my reaction pleased him. I screamed, "Oh Ronny, God that is an awesome piece of meat you buried in me. Every nerve has been wakened. Make them happy. Fuck me; make my pussy squirt its love juices for you. Give me your nut juice; Oh, Oh, Oh, ..."

I had three orgasms before he stiffened with sweat dripping from the end of his nose and his body shinning in it as well when he opened his mouth, gasp for air, stiffened an unloaded the juices he had in his hairless sac. The sounds of bodies making love echoed around the room. 

I was in Blissville and cared less what Gin was doing or thinking.

Ronny extracted himself and Jethro leaned over me and whispered, "I want a piece of that white ass of yours. Up on your knees and let me fill your dark tunnel so you can leak for days thinking of me."

I rolled over and let Jethro pull me up to doggie position. He placed one foot on the bed, buried his cock into my sloppy wet pussy, withdrew it and shoved it into my ass causing us to fall flat on onto the bed. I clenched my fist with a handful of sheets as he pummeled away making me feel like a slut and making himself feel good knowing he was ravaging a white ass again. He then lifted himself with his arms, grunted with each delivery of his semen deep into me. I was moaning all the time he was drilling me somewhere in no mans land.

As I was recovering I heard Gin mumbling, "Yes, Yes, Yes, Oh God Yes," Ronny had her on her knees drilling her pussy, mauling one of her breast with one hand and using the other hand fingers to stimulate the clit by reaching around her thigh. He had braced himself with his right foot planted flat on the bed for leverage. Her head was facing away from me as it lay on a pillow. Then she screamed, "Now, now, I'm, I'm Oh God, cuuuuummmm, Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh..."

It was a nice scene seeing Ronny burying his meat to the hilt, back stiffening, face looking upwards at the ceiling and then holding her tight by the hips for maximum penetration as he made a deposit deep in Gin's box as she had to be experiencing a horrendous orgasm induce by an above average size cock.

She collapsed onto the bed and was panting as he withdrew, semen dripping from the tip of his shinning cock.

I motioned with my finger to place the cock in my mouth and for him to eat me. He smiled as he crawled over to me and positioned himself for sixty-nine.

After cleaning his cock for a few minutes and him eating me, he raised himself, withdrew the cock, slide back and made the keep still sign over his lips and pointed in the direction of Gin.

Jethro had drug Gin to the edge of the bed on her stomach, legs dropping down and was fucking her. Small moans were coming from her as she appeared to be incoherent yet.

I turned to get a better view. Jethro winked at me, spread Gin's butt cheek as he with drew from her pussy and shoved his hard cock into her cherry asshole.

She lifted up on her elbows and screamed, "No, No, not in my ass. Oh god, take it out its ripping me, oh god." She tried to move forward but her position on the bed prevented it. We heard, "Amber please help me; make him take it out."

"Too late now Gin, you will get used to it," I responded as Jethro had reached around and cupped her breasts with his hands.

Jethro began small slow thrust as Gin's ass adjusted to the first time intruder. He then picked up his pace as she relaxed and then used the fingers of one hand to stimulate her clit.

Soon she was moaning softly on his in stroke.

Ronny and I went back to sixty-nine. I heard Gin cumming as I had mine and moaning as Ronny was firing some left over nut juice down my throat.

The next thing I remember was waking up, spooned into a guy with a cock in my pussy, looking at a black man's back who must have spooned into Gin. 

When I stirred a hand that was cupping a breast squeezed it and his hips began to thrust. I sailed into a nice soft morning orgasm. I fell back to sleep. Upon waking both guys were gone and I heard a hair dryer in the bath. 

I staggered to the bath for a shower and Gin was grinning ear to ear and said, "Wow, I have been missing out on a lot being married. I needed to soak this morning. Jethro did my ass again before leaving. You sure were zonked out. I'm leaking again thinking of more sex with these guys. Can we get it at home?"

"Sure Gin, I can introduce you to friends."

"Oh that will be awesome. What on the agenda for today other than soaking our butts."

I laughed and said, "Nothing out of the ordinary that I know of; just the same-same."

"I guess I will be looking at these black guys a whole lot differently now." 

"Well wait for me and we can go for breakfast unless you are in a hurry."

"I will wait. I am afraid I am going to blush if your friends are there but they have experienced it so now I am like them. Isn't that slutty feeling nice and different? Why is it?"

"I don't know Gin but it is. Maybe because we are not married to them and it is a fantasy we live out." 

When we entered the dinning area, Grace and Evelyn were smiling and waving at us to join them at a table. As soon as we sat down after picking out what we desired from the huge buffet spread they peppered Gin with questions. She answered them truthfully and did not exaggerate. Readily admitting she was hooked into being a slut for them. She mentioned watching Ronny and me in sixty-nine and how much of a turn on that was for her.

We spent the next two days just partying at the lounge and taking white guys back to our units.

I wanted to see guys make a sandwich of Gin. I then mentioned to Gin at lunch one day if she really wanted a slutty feeling is to let two black guys make a sandwich with her. To me, a sandwich and/or a black guy firing his nut juice down your throat is the ultimate in sluttiness. 

Her eyes popped open and a smile overcame her face as she thought on it. I heard, "God yes, I need to try that next time." We spent the rest of the afternoon at the pool. I was about ready to leave when Ginger showed up. Having not seen her for a few days was a pleasant surprise. She mentioned she had some time off and wanted to see if all was well and if she could do anything for me. Since Gin had already left I smiled and said, "Yes, I would like to ...."

I heard, "Sure that would be fun. Let me know what night you want to play."

To be continued: