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Naughty New Neighbors

By: mab7991



Summary: Young new couple move in next door and ask a unusual flavor.

Note 1: Thanks to Jasmine, Atikov, and TheSometimesGoddess for their helpful suggestions and wonderful editing of my second story. I can't thank you enough.

Note 2: Special thanks to Jasmine whose stories have inspired me to write.

DISCLAIMER: Be advised that if you don't condone even fictional wife characters having sex with anyone other than their husband, regardless of having an open marriage. Then I strongly suggest you move on to another story. Sorry.

Saturday August 11, 2012 was another typical hot summer day in central California. Though the news shows had been warning that today might reach a record high for this day of 108. With that in mind, I decided to forgo my usual routine of sleeping in late. I thought it would be more prudent to get up early; and get the couple errands I needed to do, done before it got to hot out. Then the rest of the day I could stay inside with the A/C running, catch up on some of the TV programs I had scheduled to record on my DVR earlier this week and maybe even catch an afternoon nap. At least that was my plan.

I was only gone maybe two hours before I returned home to find there was a U-Haul truck parked near my parking space. Its loading ramp was sticking out the back, blocking the entrance to my space. I saw a young man coming down the ramp, so I lowered my window and asked him if he could move the ramp long enough for me to get into my parking space. "No problem," he replied.

After I pulled into my parking space, I turned off the car and got out. I walked towards the young man extending my hand as I said, "Hi I'm Rick and you must be my new neighbor."

He extended his hand and replied, "Yeah that would be me, name's Brad."

Now Brad was a good looking fellow, five foot ten, dark wavy hair, good build. If I had to guess I would say he was in his mid to late twenties.

As we were shaking hands, I felt someone touch my elbow lightly as I heard a woman's voice with a honey sweet southern accent asked, "Honey who you got here?"

Before I even turned to see who spoke my legs were already turning to rubber. You see one of the things I really like is a gal with an accent. Any kind of accent will do, but a southern accent pushes me over the edge. So that said, I was in serious lust long before I turned to face her.

I turned to my right to see who had spoken, my eyes must have popped out of my head and my mouth dropped to the ground. She put her hand out to shake my hand, letting out a small giggle. "Hi Sugar! I'm Chrissie, Brad's wife," she said with a broad smile and slight blush.

I took her hand to shake it (at least I think I did) as I mumbled, "I'm Rick."

I looked back to Brad (but not before I had burned an image of Chrissie into my brain). It took a moment before I could speak, "It's nice to meet you both, looks like you are just about done unloading. If you need a hand or anything else just knock on my door. I'd be more than happy to help out."

I popped the tailgate of my car, grabbed the bags with my earlier purchases from this morning and headed to my apartment. As I walked away, I heard Chrissie say "Nice to meet you to Sugar, see ya around."

After I entered my apartment, I stumbled to the living room, dropped my bags, plopped on the couch and mouthed OMG as the image of Chrissie flashed in my head.

Chrissie stood about five foot four, had wavy blonde hair which she had pulled up in a ponytail. She was maybe a year or two younger than Brad the lucky bastard. I had been too awe struck with what she was wearing and her figure, that I nearly missed noticing her beautiful misty blue eyes, that seemed to sparkle.

She was wearing a tight fitting pair of black bike riding shorts that were so tight that you couldn't help but notice the crease between her pussy lips. She was also wearing a white tank top (which normally would have been loose fitting) but due to it being 98 degrees out already and her sweating from unloading the truck, the top clung to every curve of her in my estimate ample C-cup breasts. She had neglected to wear a bra today allowing me to notice her very erect nipples sticking out like headlights drawing me in. She might just as will have gone topless.

I sat there on my couch in a stupor for I don't know how long. The nice guy side of me was trying to push her image out of my head, reminding me that she is a married woman and off limits. While the dirty old man side of me was yelling, Hell no, I'm going to relish this image for as long as I can.

Eventually I reminded myself of a rule I have always followed. You do not mess with another man's wife/girlfriend, because one I wouldn't want that to happen to me and two the risk of getting shot was never worth it. I had one last argument with my dirty old man side that argued Chrissie just might be worth breaking this rule, before I pulled myself together and got on with my day.

The remainder of the day half of me was silently praying that I would not cross paths with Chrissie often (just as I had not with my previous neighbor that little hottie Susan). While the other half of me was begging Please please I want to fuck her silly. So the battle between my nice guy side and my dirty old man side had begun.

It did indeed reach 108 degrees and I was thankful I had been able to stay inside out of the heat and also avoid running into Chrissie or Brad again so as not to add any fuel to the fire of my lust for Chrissie. Sunday was another scorcher but luckily all I had to do was stay inside and watch football. The weather forecast for the rest of the week was hot and hotter.

The rest of the week was pure torture; Chrissie was like a pet dog that seemed to know exactly when I was due home from work. I would no sooner pull into my parking space and she would appear. Each time with a big smile on her face wearing shorts, a tank top or tube top and clearly not wearing a bra. Each time I saw her all I could do was groan silently.

The way she dressed was not the worst part of the temptation. The worst part was she would stop me to ask how my day had been or other idle chat, while taking hold of my arm and caressing it close to her. She was definitely invading my personal space, so much so that it was impossible to not take a peek at her ample cleavage. At least two times I even felt her breasts brush against my arm nearly causing my knees to buckle.

Each evening after a brief chat, I would use the heat as an excuse to break free of her and go inside rattled from the close contact of her hanging on my arm.

Even worse was the inevitable argument between my nice guy and dirty old man sides. My dirty old man always saying something to the effect, She wants you! She wants you to jump her and fuck her.

That is only wishful thinking and will only keep you awake tonight tossing and turning, nice guy would remind me and I knew he was right.

Saturday morning I was on my way out to go do some grocery shopping when things officially started to get peculiar.

I was locking my door when I heard Chrissie's voice from behind me, "Oh hey Sugar, I was just coming to talk to you."

I turned around and asked, "About what?"

I saw Chrissie notice the recycled grocery bags held under my arm, and she asked, "Are you headed to the grocery store, Sugar?" Her accent causing my legs to turn to rubber.

"Yes, why?" I asked her.

"I was just coming to ask you if there was a store close enough by for me to walk to get some groceries." She smiled at me before adding, "Looks like you are going shopping, would you mind if I tagged along?"

"Sure why not" I answered. What the hell was I thinking? She was looking just as hot as ever. How stupid can I be? God I hope my cock doesn't start to get hard with her in the car and embarrass myself.

She gave a little bounce of glee, her breasts jiggling, "Thanks so much Sugar, just give me a second to grab my grocery bags and I'll be right with you."

I just turned and headed to my car, shaking my head at being such a dumb ass and asking myself why the hell do I have to be such a nice guy all the time, every minute with her was building the temptation to cross the line I knew I shouldn't cross.

As I climbed into the driver seat, I heard a tap at the passenger side window. There she was pointing to the door lock and motioning for me to unlock the door. I pressed the unlock button. She jumped into the car as excited as a small child being taken out for ice cream.

As I backed out of my parking space I suddenly asked the question that had been bugging me since I first met her last week, "Where are you and Brad from? Not from anywhere around here I'm sure."

"Whyyyy we are from Atlanta, Georgiaaaa" she replied with her honey sweet accent, then she began telling me all sorts of things about her and Brad.

Little of which I really paid attention to; she was wearing very short shorts. I was too busy taking side glances at her legs, and trying to get a better look down her tank top (she was wearing a bra today DAMN!).

The store was only a five minute drive away, good thing, otherwise I was sure to run off the road or into something. My attention not on my driving, but focused on her hot body. Once we arrived at the store, we each grabbed a cart and headed inside the store. I suggested we meet up again at the checkout lines knewing I couldn't survive following her around the store watching her ass for the next hour or so.

"Sure Sugar, see ya later," she chimed before sauntering away, her ass swaying back and forth, sending me into a trance. A few minutes later having picked up everything I came for, I headed to the checkout lines. As I approached the lines I saw Chrissie waiting for me. She noticed me coming her way, raised her arm over her head and waved her hand, shouting out, "Sugar, Sugar over here." This caused several people to look in her direction and then towards me with smiles on their faces. There is something about a southern accent that just seems to make people smile. We proceeded through the check out and then loaded our bags into my car.

As soon as we got into the car, Chrissie started in telling me more about her and Brad. Again I was paying little attention to what she said. Five minutes later we were back to our apartments. Since she had twice as many bags as me, I offered to help her with her bags. As I placed the first of her bags on her kitchen counter, I glanced through the opening above the kitchen sink through which you can see into the living room and dining room. I couldn't help but notice how sparse the living room was furnished.

There was a small futon sofa, a floor lamp, a beat up coffee table and an old style 19 inch TV sitting atop a plastic storage container. What also caught my attention was that in what would normally be the dining area there was a large computer desk and a couple of tables. On those sat three computers, and what looked like professional grade lighting equipment, as well as camera and video equipment.

It was then that I recalled that Chrissie had said something about Brad having been in business as a professional Wedding/Special events photographer back in Atlanta.

Not paying attention to what I was doing, I turned quickly to go back out to the car and ran into Chrissie, her breasts crushing into my chest. I instantly got excited as this was the closest I'd been to feeling a woman's breasts pressed against me in a very long time.

I stammered "Sorry Chrissie I can be such a klutz sometimes."

She gave me a mischievous smile and with a slight giggle replied, "No problem Sugar you can run into me anytime you want."

I am sure my face had flushed red with embarrassment, I quickly moved around her and back out to the car.

I was reaching into the car to grab more bags and as I pulled them out, she was standing right there, so I handed her the bags. She turned and headed back to her apartment.

As she walked away I peeked around the car to watch her beautiful ass sway from side to side.

What the hell are you doing? She is a married woman and you are never going to get a piece of that. So stop torturing yourself, my nice guy warned me.

Fuck you, not every day you get to look at an ass like that, sitting atop a perfect pair of legs, my dirty old man sneered.

I grabbed some more bags, walked to her door and hollered inside her door, "Chrissie I'm setting the last of your bags here by the door."

I heard her holler back, "Thanks Sugar! You are such a sweetheart, I'm going to have to think of someway special to thank you later."

I unlocked my door, took my bags into my kitchen, set them on the counter and headed back out to get the last of my bags.

Once I got all my bags into my apartment, the first thing I did was strip off my shirt as I usually do almost year round. A few minutes later I had finished putting my groceries away, but I had a nagging feeling I was missing some items, I must have left one of my bags with Chrissie by mistake.

Just then I heard a knock at my door. When I opened the door Chrissie was standing there holding a bag, I said "Sorry let me get a shirt on," and went to the living room to get my shirt.

"One of your bags got into my place by accident," she said, as she walked in and went to the kitchen placing the bag on the counter.

As I was pulling my shirt over my head Chrissie walked into the living room.

"You have a nice place! Wow, nice flat screen TV, do you like to watch football? I noticed you had on a Raiders cap on earlier."

"Yeah I love to watch football, how about you and Brad?" I asked.

"Go Falcons!" she shouted as she started to bounce up and down like some high school cheerleader, her breasts doing likewise GROAN.

The image of the small TV in her apartment flashed in my head. Before I realized what I was saying, I asked, "Would you and Brad care to come over and watch some games?"

"Oh Sugar you are such a sweetheart, Brad and I would love that," she said excitedly. She then surprised me when she gave me a kiss on the cheek, then turned and headed to the door. As she was closing the door she called out, "Have a good night Sugar, see ya."

I sat down on the sofa in a daze from her kiss and having watched her breasts bouncing around when she was shouting "Go Falcons."

As I sat there, I began to realize how turned on I had become just listening to her honey sweet accent for the past couple hours. I hadn't even cared what she was saying; I had just let the sound of her voice make my balls boil.

Yeah you remember her saying how horny she gets when Brad is not home, how you could bump into her anytime and wanting to thank you someway special, my dirty old man taunted me. Just imagine her sexy voice whispering, oh yes fuck me Rick fuck me, give it to me hard and fast just like I like it.

STOP IT RIGHT NOW, she is never said any such thing, what she said is how much she misses Brad when he is working. That he is a long haul trucker and sometimes is gone 3-5 days at a time, my nice guy reminded me. At least he had been listening to her while going to the store and back.

For the next half hour my dirty old man and my nice guy argued back and forth. Dirty old man wanted to go to the bedroom and imagine her naked straddling my cock while I released my built up sexual tension. Nice guy warned me that I was only torturing myself even more listening to my dirty old man. Face it Rick no gal Chrissie's age is going to even look at an old fart like you, so stop torturing yourself, nice guy having the final word. Exhausted I fell asleep on the sofa.

I'm not sure how long I was asleep, when I heard a knock at my door again. I went to the door still half asleep. When I opened it, it was Chrissie.

The first thing I noticed was that she had removed her bra since we had gotten back from the store, her breasts now making nice impressions in the front of her tank top. Hey quit looking at her tits, dumb ass, nice guy warned.

"I hope you like cookies? These are my grandma's recipe. Molasses cookies with walnuts and pecans," she said, holding out a plate of cookies to me. I tore my eyes away from her breast long enough to grab a cookie and take a bite.

"Damn Chrissie these are great, are these all for me?" I asked while stealing another glance at her breasts.

"All for you Sugar, I made them to thank you again for taking me to the store," a look on her face, one I'd seen many times before on other women, that look that said I saw you looking at my tits. I began to blush and she did too a little. She handed me the plate, turned and went back inside her apartment. I closed my door and got myself a glass of milk. I hadn't eaten anything yet today, while eating the cookies I thought, Damn and she can cook too.

A little later I suddenly wondered where Brad was. Chrissie had told me that he had most of Friday, all day Saturday and most of Sunday off. Yet I had not seen his truck yesterday or again this morning.

It was getting late and I decided it was time to take out the trash and start some dinner. Just as I was tossing my trash, Brad pulled in.

"Hey stranger where you been?" I joked.

"Been working some extra hours to make up for the time off I took to move," he replied before adding, "Chrissie tells me that you invited us over to watch football, damn nice of you."

"No problem it will be nice to have someone to watch the games with for a change," I responded, "First game is at 10:00 come on over anytime."

"Will do buddy, what brand of beer do you like?" he inquired as we walked to the doors of our respective apartments.

"I don't drink, but don't let that stop you and Chrissie," I answered.

At that moment the door to his place flung open and Chrissie jumped into his arms, kissing him feverishly, "Oh Brad baby I am so glad you're home, I am so fucking horny I am about to burst," she exclaimed before noticing I was standing there and had heard every word.

"Oops Sorry Rick, I didn't see you there," she blushed slightly as she grabbed Brad's hand and started to drag him inside, all the while giving me a mischievous grin.

Brad chuckled and gave me a look that guys share from time to time, that said sorry buddy but I'm about to get lucky. "See ya in the morning Rick, duty calls," he said gloating.

I went inside and sat down on the sofa shaking my head and thinking damn that lucky bastard. Then I began to fantasize about all the things I had never done with a woman before, things I would love to do to Chrissie, making a mental list just in case I ever got the chance.

1. I wanted to cum in her mouth

2. I wanted her to play with my cum before swallowing it

3. I wanted to shoot my cum all over her face and tits

4. I wanted her to rub my cum all over her tits

5. I wanted her to deep throat me, better yet if she hung her head over the edge of the bed and let me fuck her throat.

I finally got up to cook and eat my dinner. Still distracted by thoughts of what Chrissie and Brad were doing next door, I took a sleeping pill to prevent my dirty old man from pestering me and turned in for the night.

The next morning at exactly ten, I heard a knock at my door. I opened the door and it was Brad and Chrissie. Chrissie was carrying a six pack of beer.

"Can I stick these in the fridge?" Chrissie asked.

"Sure you know where it's at, same as in your place," I answered, "Game is just starting, so come on in and get comfortable."


Naughty New Neighbors: Ass Training



Naughty New Neighbors: Ass Training

Summary: Rick begins Chrissie's ass training with a little help from sex shop sales girl Zoey

Note 1: Thanks to Jasmine, and LarryArcher, for their helpful suggestions and wonderful editing of my story. I can't thank you enough.

Note 2: Special thanks to Jasmine whose stories have inspired me to write.

The next morning, Rick woke after only hitting the snooze on his alarm once rather than his usual four to five times. Rolling over on his back he discovered he was alone in bed. Then he thought damn that was the most realistic dream I've ever had...if only it could have been real, as he grinned ear to ear.

Rick stumbled, still partially asleep, towards the bathroom and into the shower. He thought if the dream was real, he would never want to wash his cock again. It would be a crime to wash Chrissie off his dick. But without even one remark by his subconscious dirty old man or nice guy, he shook off the notion that the dream was real, now quite sure fucking Chrissie had only been a vivid dream and nothing more.

Back in his bedroom he reached under the bed to find his dress shoes. He was shocked when he pulled them out from under the bed, to find them entangled with Chrissie's shorts. A quick glance around the room revealed his shorts, boxers and sneakers on the floor near the closet, his t-shirt and glasses likewise on the floor near the dresser. Rick sat down on the bed shaking his head, it wasn't a dream.

Damn right it wasn't a dream, you fucked the hell out of her, dirty old man finally acknowledged. And it was damn good nice guy added.

Before he even had to time to ponder how Chrissie had gotten back to her apartment without her shorts, in just a tank top, his cell phone began to ring. Jumping up to answer his phone, Rick noticed the caller ID said 'baby girl'. He answered the call to be greeted by Chrissie's voice.

"Morning Sugar, did you happen to find my shorts?" she giggled, "I'm glad it was dark out when I woke up and headed home half naked."

"Why didn't you just wake me?"

"You looked so peaceful lying there hugging your pillow talking in your sleep, moaning, oh Chrissie yes suck my cock Chrissie, that I just couldn't bring myself to wake you."

Giggling more, "Oh by the way I have your keys and will trade them for my shorts...see ya when you are leaving," as she abruptly ended the call.

Rick noticed it was getting late as his cell flashed the time and if he didn't get it in gear he would be late to work. He rushed to get dressed, grabbed his wallet and Chrissie's shorts. Knocking on Chrissie's door, he was greeted by her dressed in a sheer see-through pink nightie. Rick's mouth nearly dropped to the ground at the sight of her. Even after having seen her buck naked just the day before, her beauty was still able to bring his cock to attention in milliseconds.

Chrissie noticing his expression and the slight bulge in his pants twirled around slowly, "You like Daddy?" her pussy suddenly damp. Chrissie never understood why showing her body to an older man excited her so much more than with men around her own age and really rarely even gave it a second thought anymore.

"Ahh," Rick stammered, too aroused to think or speak straight.

"Oh I see you found my shorts...here's your keys," she said with a devilish grin, as she handed Rick his keys and took her shorts from him.

"Oh Sugar, if you leave your house key with me I can walk over to the hardware store and get a copies made of our keys...what do you think?"

Rick came to his senses long enough to ask, "Why?"

"Well one, so I can let myself in while you are at work and be able to have dinner waiting when you get home and the other just in case either of us wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly have an urge," she smiled at her naughty innuendo.

Rick locked his door, still not composed he fumbled getting the house key off the key chain. He handed the key to Chrissie, and then turned away, rushing to his car and driving away. Chrissie just closed her door and thought oh he is so going to fuck me tonight.

Rick had driven two to three blocks before he regained his composure, only to be blindsided by dirty old man damn we are so going to fuck the hell out of her tonight. Nice guy butted in let's not get too excited after yesterday we are going to have to pace ourselves. Rick's response was shut the hell up both of you!

The rest of the drive to work was peaceful, allowing Rick time to revel in the memories of how great having sex with Chrissie had been. Nice guy gave his ego a boost commenting you sure did fuck her good even after all these years without getting laid. Damn right he did dirty old man concurred.

Rick arrived at work and he was walking from his car into the building, his ego now a bit inflated, he had a new swagger in his walk and an obvious smugness in his smile.

Rick was surprised when the office flirt Tess, who normally paid him little attention, stopped him and remarked, "My, my looks like someone got lucky this weekend."

"Maybe!" was all he could think to say. Then feeling more confident than at any other time in his life, gave her a wink and a devilish grin as he walked away.

Tess called out to him as he walked away, "Rick, how about a happy hour drink this Friday?"

Rick stopped and turned back towards her, stunned by her invite for a drink. He nearly told her yes before remembering that Friday night just might be the night he got to fuck Chrissie while her husband watched.

He instead replied, "I can't this Friday, I have other commitments...can I get a rain check?" He stared at her breasts without blinking.

Tess blushed but answered her tone sultry, "Sure hot stuff."

Rick turned and continued to his cubical, pondering whether women have some sort of sixth sense allowing them to know when a guy has had sex. Because it certainly seemed like Tess had suddenly realized he might have something between his legs that she might want to check out for herself.

Knowing he had to keep himself from thinking of Chrissie all day, Rick poured himself into his work. The first time he looked up it was nearly lunch time, the morning had gone by quickly and Rick had gotten lots of work done and hadn't even given Chrissie a thought.

Remembering Chrissie had promised her ass to him if he trained her, Rick decided to text her just to make sure she hadn't had a change of heart.

Rick Sanders: how is daddy's little girl doing?

He got an almost instantaneous reply.

Baby Girl: great daddy especially after last night

Rick smiled her words boosting his confidence.

Rick Sanders: good because I am planning ur training right now and intend to keep u to ur promise

Several seconds passed before a reply came back.

Baby Girl: okay daddy

Rick's confidence took a blow from her hesitation to reply. Was she having second thoughts? So he rushed to texted her back.

Rick Sanders: ur not going to disappoint daddy are u?

Baby Girl: no daddy just a little nervous ... Brad hasn't even had my ass before...worried what he will think

Rick didn't even take time to weigh the risks of revealing to Chrissie that Brad had asked him to ass fuck her. Was now the time or would that be better for later? He quickly texted her back.

Rick Sanders: u will make Brad very happy baby girl...he wants me to fuck your ass

Baby Girl: really? How do you know...did he tell you?

Rick Sander: he asked me to...when I talked to him on the phone last night

Baby Girl: OH REALLY!!!! That SOB serves him right then...TRAIN ME DADDY I want u to have my virgin ass

It had worked just as Rick had hoped; Chrissie was now determined to give up her ass, if for no other reason than to spite her husband.

Rick Sanders: we start ur training tonight baby girl...count on it

Just then Rick's team leader Jim popped his head into his cubicle and asked how it was going.

"Oh just fine...but I need to take an extended lunch I've got some personal matters I need to take care of," Rick quickly added.

"Not a problem. I assume you have nothing pressing work wise right?" Jim replied.

"Nothing pressing that I know of," Rick answered.

"Then take the whole afternoon if you need it...use up some of that 300 plus hours of vacation time you have on the books," Jim chuckled, as he walked away.

For a moment Rick was immobilized not sure how to go about training Chrissie's ass for his cock. Suddenly he remembered a story he had read on Literotica where a guy had his intended piece of ass use three different size butt plugs on herself. This allowed her to become accustomed first to the feel of something in her ass and secondly to stretch her just enough that when he finally took her, she was more than ready.

Not having any other ideas, Rick decided this was as good a way as any to train Chrissie.

This is going to be so much fun, dirty old man chimed in.

But nice guy cautioned you don't want to be seen buying butt plugs and oh don't forget some lube.

Taking nice guys warning, Rick did a search from his cell to find sex shops in the area. Finding one a good distance away from work and home, he headed out to get what he needed.

As he drove, he wondered if he should get two or three plugs, not sure if he was actually going to take her ass tonight, or have her prepare herself for tomorrow night. Tonight he really wanted to taste her pussy and get a better look at that tattoo he couldn't read the night before.

Thinking to himself, no need to try and get it all at once. She wasn't going anywhere and he had plenty of time yet before Brad returned home. Yeah, break her in tomorrow night and then make sure she is good and broke in the next two nights dirty old man suggested.

When Rick finally arrived at the sex shop, he was a bit nervous about going inside. Not because he had never been in a sex shop before, he had a few times to see if they were having a sale or not on DVDs, but because he had never been in a sex shop to purchase any kind of sex toy or sex aid.

You want her ass don't you? Then you're going to have to do this nice guy offered trying to be supportive.

Inside the store, Rick walked about looking lost, not knowing where to find what he was looking for. Frustrated he was about to head back out the door, when a petite young Goth salesgirl dressed all in black with short black spiked hair tinted blue at the ends and wearing a black Hello Kitty t-shirt approached him.

As she walked towards him, being in a feisty mood she decided to have a little fun with is older man and see if she could break her personal best record in creating a bulge in his pants.

"Can I help you find something in particular?" she asked, "You look a little lost," her voice soft and sultry. Rick feeling frisky himself wondered if he could have some fun of his own and embarrass the sexy young girl, but hesitated before speaking.

Just tell her what you need; she has probably heard it all working here nice guy advised.

Noticing her name tag and taking nice guys advice, Rick replied, "Yes Zoey, I have a young lady with a virgin ass, who is willing to give it up, but needs a little training first," his cheeks slightly blushing.

Zoey flinched just a little at his bluntness, as her crotch dampened, but managed to keep a poker face.

Zoey had worked at the sex shop for over a year. In all that time she had never had any man accept her offer to help them find what they were looking for. They mostly just asked her to point out what part of the store to look in, being too scared to accept her assistance or trying to put on a macho act. Rick was different, something about him excited her, was it his honesty or the fact that he was undressing her with his eyes.

"Do you have a plan in mind how you're going to do that?" Zoey asked without even a hint of embarrassment, trying to outdo him in her bluntness.

She gave him a wicked little smile, "I didn't get your name, but I hope your idea includes butt plugs."

"Rick, and yes it includes plugs, can you help me?"

"Let's get you a basket and I'll show you what you need," Zoey gave him a coy smile then went to get him a basket for his purchases, returning she lead him to one of the other display areas off from the main room where mainly the tamer items were displayed.

Never having been in any other room of a sex shop except where the DVDs were sold. Rick's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn't believe all the different sex toys there were to be purchased.

"First I would suggest at least two tubes of lube for starters, after that you can probably just use your spit or her love juice," Zoey gave Rick a wink and a sexy smile, hoping her innuendos hadn't gone unnoticed, as she dropped the lube into the basket. From her expression and tone of voice, Rick correctly surmised that being butt fucked was something Zoey was personally familiar with.

Rick lost focus on what he had come into the store for, finally noticing just how sexy Zoey was. Her perky small breasts seemed to be straining to burst out of her tight black T-shirt which left her midriff exposed. Rick could almost swear her nipples had gotten even harder during the brief time they had been standing there in front of the butt plug display. As there was an obvious impression of a nipple ring piercing her left breast.

Rick became fixated with her belly ring and a lacy tattoo pattern running down her left side and swooping around headed towards her crotch before it disappeared inside her pants. His gaze not being broken until Zoey spoke again.

"Are you in a hurry to do her ass tonight or do you have more time to train her?" Zoey asked as if she was commenting on the weather.

"What difference would that make?" Rick asked really not knowing the answer.

"Will if you want her ass tonight, I'd suggest using just a medium size plug to break her in ...it will hurt a bit more when you insert the plug and then when you insert your penis...but you'll get her ass tonight instead of say tomorrow night," Zoey calmly explained without even a hint in her voice that she found the subject in anyway revolting or that it was exciting her.

"And if I wasn't in a hurry...what would you suggest?" Rick inquired, giving Zoey a slight devilish smile while still staring again at her pierced left breast.

"In that case I would suggest starting with something small like this," as she grabbed a plug from the display, took Rick's hand to measure his middle finger to the plug, then commented, "This will work just fine and I'd have her wear it overnight."

"Then what?" he asked.

"Well I'd suggest a medium size plug, for her to wear all morning and then one just slightly smaller than your penis to wear in the afternoon until you get home and do her," Zoey got a little flush when she noticed Rick was staring at her breasts as well as a bit wetter down below.

Rick noticed she was trying to hide the excitement in her eyes as she talked to him about plugs and how to train a virgin ass.

"So Rick how big is your penis when erect?" Zoey's eyes sparkled in anticipation of his response and she was getting wetter by the minute.

Rick chuckled, "Can't say I know for sure, since I have never had a complaint about my size, I've never had the need to measure it,"

Suddenly Zoey had a naughty thought and she decide to do something so risky it was almost insane, "Men! Follow me...I will have to measure you if we are going to get the right plugs."

Rick nearly pissed himself not believing he had heard her correctly. But did as he was instructed, following her towards the back of the store. As they passed the checkout stand, Zoey called out, "Claire keep an eye on the floor, gotta take a measurement." Claire's mouth dropped open but didn't say a word.

Zoey lead Rick into a small storage room and locked the door behind them, before starting to search the desk drawers of a battered old desk.

"Damn I know there is a measuring tape around here someplace...oh found it!" she announced, before turning to Rick, her expression turning to one of annoyance.

Rick just stood there wondering what was going to happen next.

She wants to measure your cock fool, whip it out dirty old man screamed.

"Well what are you waiting for I haven't got all day let's measure it, then get back out front and get the plug you need," she sighed while inwardly smiling with the knowledge that she would have to do something to stimulate the bulge in his pants into a full erection.

She wants your cock you lucky bastard, make her suck it dirty old man pleaded. Nice guy chirped in oh yeah she wants it alright.

"Zoey I'm going to need your assistance if we are going to get an accurate measurement," Rick smiled at her, with a confidence that had come out of nowhere.

Zoey giggled as she pulled her shirt up under her chin, exposing her beautiful firm little tits, nipples hard and protruding an amazing half inch from the center of her areolas. "Is this enough assistance for you?" she asked seductively, then declared, "Or will you need more help, you dirty old man?"

"Fuck whip it out now!" dirty old man screamed.

"No be calm and you just might get a blowjob out of this," nice guy advised.

It took all of Rick's will power to keep his hands from trembling. Zoey had stepped closer to him; her head lowered looking at one thing and one thing only, Rick's crotch. She was biting her lower lip as she watched him undo his belt and unzip his pants.

The anticipation of seeing his cock sent another gush of wetness between her legs. Zoey pondered for a moment why she was getting so wet, she had seen plenty of cocks and had more than her fair share in her ass, cunt and mouth. Maybe it was the fact that she had forgotten to put on panties this morning.

Rick stooped just enough to lower his pants and boxers to mid-thigh. As he stood up again his cock was saluting Zoey who gasped, "Oh my!"

All thoughts of why they were in the storage room were suddenly lost to Zoey. All she could think was how perfect Rick's cock was for ass fucking a gal. Not so big as to split a gal apart with searing pain, and yet large enough that a gal would know without a doubt that she had gotten her ass fucked.

Finally coming back to her senses she mumbled softly, "Your lady friend is one lucky bitch," as she started to stretch the measuring tape to get the measurement they were supposed to be getting.

Rick had almost missed what she had said, but dirty old man even though still mesmerized by her tits didn't, make your move dude she wants it, she wants it bad.

Rick's self-confidence was boiling over, as he put his hand on her shoulder and pressed down, "Zoey I think I need a little more assistance to make sure we get an accurate measurement."

Zoey's legs felt like butter melting in a hot frying pan. She didn't resist his hand pressuring her to drop to her knees, to have his cock right in front of her face. Nor did she want to resist, I know I can swallow all of him, I just know it was the only thought spinning in her head.

Zoey loved that he was about to make her suck his cock. He wasn't asking if she wanted it. He had just pushed her to her knees to take it, he was in control, Zoey loved when a man took control. Zoey thought, I hope he grabs my hair while he pushes my mouth down over that delicious cock.




Naughty New Neighbors: Ass Training



Dirty old man was stunned into silence as Rick watched his cock disappear into Zoey's mouth. As she pushed the head of his cock into her throat, after half dozen slow thrusts Rick moaned, "Zoey you best get that measurement quick before I explode and shrink again."

Reluctantly she released his cock from her mouth, and then quickly measured his length and girth. "Perfect, fucking perfect!" she announced with no concern to the power her statement would give him to use against her. Zoey was so aroused she would willingly give him anything he desired, all he need do is take what he wanted.

Rick extended his hand to help her get up from the floor. Zoey took his hand, her expression turned to one of disappointment that she wasn't going to get to finish what she had started.

Rick knew from the excitement in her eyes earlier, that she had tried so hard to conceal and from past experience knowing that once you got a gal to touch your cock the green light was on. So he confidently exclaimed, "I'm going to fuck your ass Zoey, bend over that desk and drop your pants!" His tone implying there was not going to be any room for negotiation, but rather a simple statement of fact.

Zoey's eyes went wide and she nearly climaxed right then and there. She had hoped and maybe even expected this dirty old man to ask or more likely beg to fuck her ass. But no this dirty old man was a man, the kind of man she dreamed of. A man that didn't beg or ask for what he wanted. A man that would take her and pleasure himself as he wished and at the same time give her the pleasure she wanted, the kind of ass fucking she craved. No Rick was a man that would be in control of his desires, and in control of her.

Both dirty old man and nice guy gasped where is Rick and what have you done with him. Rick was just as surprised as they were, not believing the words he uttered declaring he was going to fuck Zoey's ass. This was so not him, or was it?

Zoey moved to the desk swiftly and had tugged her pants half way down her ass cheeks giddy with anticipation of what she was sure was going to be the best ass fucking of her young life. When suddenly they heard an urgent rapping on the door and Claire's voice through the door, "Zoey the owner is back...get your ass out here now before you get fired!"

"I'll be right out...distract him," she hollered back, then cursed under her breath, "Son-of-a-bitch." Pulling her pants back up, she turned and glared at Rick, "Put that damn thing back in your pants and meet me back by the butt plugs."

She unlocked the door opening it just enough to peek out and see if the coast was clear for her to sneak out. Then she was gone. Rick disgusted that he had lost the chance to fuck her, grumbled to himself as he buttoned and zipped up his pants, before heading to the door. Then like Zoey, Rick peeked out to see if he too could slip out unnoticed.

Rick strolled casually to the other side of the store to find Zoey. Finding her just where he expected, in front of the display of butt plugs.

When he got by her side, she started to point out what was in the basket, "There are two tubes of lube, three plugs and most important a large bottle of cleanser to clean the plugs with between uses."

"Cleanser?" Rick grinned looking confused.

Zoey giggled, "You best use this and nothing else for cleaning them, or else your bitch might develop a nasty rash and not allow you access to her ass."

"Oh, I wouldn't want that to happen," he chuckled back.

Zoey was frustrated and fucking horny. She was praying Rick would ask for her phone number or say anything that would suggest he would come back and finish what they had come so close to doing.

In desperation she asked, "Is she pretty?" And thought I wonder if she likes girls?

"Is who pretty?" he answered with a question, trying to avoid getting into a discussion on who was sexier, Zoey or Chrissie.

"Oh never mind...I have some pamphlets behind the counter that you will find useful," as she turned and headed to the register. Zoey was pissed, she was determined that this was not going to end as a cliché of two ships passing in the night.

It was becoming apparent that Rick having another piece of ass waiting for him wasn't as interested in having Zoey's ass as she hoped. So she made a last ditch effort to get Rick, she wrote him a note and placed it in the bag with the rest of his purchases and hoped he would find it. If the note didn't get him back and in her ass nothing would.

Her boss being within ear shot, Zoey sighed as she handed Rick his bag, "if there is anything else I can ever help you with sir...don't hesitate to ask," the tone of her voice somewhat pleading.

Rick stood there a moment the raging confidence he felt earlier, now having evaporated just as mysteriously as it had appeared. Leaving him unable to say or do anything. Rick just shook his head as he walked out of the shop feeling dejected.

As Rick drove away both dirty old man and nice guy hit him with you fucking dumb shit, why didn't you get her number so you could call her and then go back to fuck her later?

The woman in the car next to him at the stop light must have thought he was some deranged mental patient, seeing him pounding the steering wheel with his fist and screaming at the top of his lungs, "I know I know I am such an idiot...but you two aren't helping...so shut the fuck up and leave me alone!"

Fine if you don't want our help...then go it alone both replied with as much sarcasm as possible.

As the traffic started to move again Rick realized all was not lost. For sure Zoey was going to let him fuck her ass, had they not been interrupted. Actually he thought that having not asked for her number would only add to her desire to give up her ass to him and when he did see her again she would be even more willing to let him finish what they had started.

The image of fucking Zoey in that storage room made Rick laugh thinking that wasn't very romantic. But it wasn't meant to be romantic, nor did Zoey want romantic. It was carnal lust plain and simple, and Rick made up his mind that he was going to give her just what she wanted.

Dirty old man whispered to nice guy he can handle things from here on out...I knew he had it in him...no need to bother him again. Nice guy silently concurred.

Suddenly Rick noticed he had no idea where he was at. He had just been driving with no real destination in mind. He glanced at the time on the dash and realized it was so late that it didn't make much sense to go back to the office. Seeing a park up ahead he decided to pull over to figure out where he was and to take some time to look over the pamphlets Zoey had put in the bag.

Finding a nice shady spot to park, Rick went to the back of the car, popped the rear window reached into the bag and grabbed the pamphlets. As he read one pamphlet after another, he was amazed just how detailed and informational they were. He especially appreciated the pamphlet on the care, and cleaning of sex toys. Rick was grateful that Zoey had included it, he found to be very enlightening, answering questions he wouldn't even have thought to ask.

Rick decided to send a text to Chrissie saying he would be home in fifteen minutes to give her time to start some dinner, as she had said she would that morning. But wasn't going to send it until he was actually fifteen minutes away and either stopped in traffic or at a stop light. Rick was a firm believer that texting while driving was not safe.

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Meanwhile Zoey had gotten home already and was still in the same foul mood she had been all afternoon. The frustration of Rick not having got to fuck her ass and the annoying wetness in her pants the whole afternoon had left her fit to be tied.

Candice, one of Zoey's three roommates, greeted her as she came in the door, "Hey you, how was your day?"

Zoey glared at her, "It was fucking horrible!" as she stormed off to her bedroom, slamming the door and locking it behind her.

She literally ripped her clothes off. Then pulled the night stand drawer open, so she could rummaged through her various dildos and other sex toys to find something that was close in size to Ricks hard eight inch cock.

Finding what she was looking for, she flopped on her back, and wet the fake rubber cock with her mouth. She then raised her legs high above her, lifting her ass off the bed. In this position she knew she could easily get the dildo in her ass, having done it so many times before.

As the fake cock penetrated her ass, Zoey moaned, "Oh yes Rick...fuck me...fuck me...yes fuck my ass!" Then closed her eyes and tried to visualize Rick bending her over the desk in the storage room and giving her a royally great ass fucking.

After several minutes of vigorously abusing her back door, her climax washed over her. Her legs began to shake and her ass clenched tighter around the rubber cock, as she continued to thrust it in and out as her climax waned.

Zoey lowered her legs, leaving the cock shaped dildo still in her ass. Feeling better, she sighed and thought to herself it still was not nearly as good has having a hot, blood pulsing cock fucking her. Silently she prayed, Rick please come back and fuck my ass, I want it so bad, as she fell asleep with the dildo still lodged in her ass.

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Rick reached down to his phone and pressed send on the text to Chrissie to let her know he was almost home. There was a near instant reply.

Baby Girl: UR late Daddy! You best hurry the game has already started and your team is close to scoring.

Rick cursed to himself. He had been so distracted with thoughts of fucking Chrissie's ass all day that he had completely forgotten about Monday Night Football being on tonight and the fact that his favorite team the Raiders were going to be playing the Broncos, a game he had really been looking forward to watching.

A few minutes later, Rick pulled into his parking space, and then just sat there a few minutes thinking how much he would enjoy fucking Chrissie again. But also thinking how he wasn't used to this much sexual activity and really wouldn't mind getting a break to recover from yesterday's fuck session. Finally, he sighed then grabbed the pamphlets from the other seat and went to the back of the car to get the bag with the butt plugs.

When he reached his door, he suddenly remembered Chrissie had his house key. Testing the door he found it unlocked, so he slipped in as quietly as possible hoping to surprise Chrissie.

"Is that you Daddy?" he heard her call from the kitchen.

"Yes it's me," Rick replied as he sat the bag outside of the kitchen door and looked into the kitchen. Rick couldn't stop his mouth from dropping open at the sight of Chrissie barefoot, dressed only in a pair of cut of jeans so short half her ass cheeks were showing and a cut off Hooters t-shirt that was cut so short it barely covered her nipples.

In a flash Rick moved behind her, reaching around her taking a breast in each hand and pressed his crotch to her firm ass.

Chrissie purred in her intoxicating southern drawl, "Did you miss me Daddy?" as she pressed her ass back onto Rick's bulging cock, then cooed, "Oh yes! Daddy missed his baby girl."

Rick remained silent; he was too engrossed in how heavenly it was to have such a beautiful young woman in his arms to say anything. Releasing one breast he moved her hair aside so he could kiss and nibble at the nape of her neck.

Chrissie squirmed loose and turned to face Rick and giggled, "Daddy that drives me crazy...if you don't stop you'll have to fuck me right now and then our dinner will get cold." She playfully slapped Rick's chest, "now behave yourself and go watch the game. I'll bring your dinner...hope you're up for chili dogs and fries?"

Rick mumbled, "I am going to fuck you before the night is over baby girl."

"Is that a promise Daddy?" Chrissie asked with a devilish smile.

"Count on it," he replied as he pinched her left nipple before depositing his wallet and keys on the kitchen counter where he usually did. Then he headed to the living room, grabbing the bag outside the kitchen door on his way out.

Rick picked up the TV remote and sat the bright pink bag with the Kiss-n-Tell logo next to the TV. He pressed the buttons on the remote to selected the recorded programs on the DVR, having made it a habit to make sure Monday and Thursday night football games got recorded, just in case he was delayed getting home because of work.

Being a bachelor for many years Rick didn't have a dining table. Instead Rick would sit on the floor leaning back on the sofa, with his legs under the large coffee table which was just wide enough for two people to sit side by side. Rick chuckled to himself that this was going to prove interesting having a nearly naked woman sitting so close, as he tried to watch the game and tried to keep his hands off her.

Just as Rick had sat down and gotten the recording of the game to restart at the kickoff of the game, Chrissie appeared and leaned over to place their meals on the table. Rick reached out and tried to grab one of her tits, but she was quicker and slapped his hand away playfully.

"Behave yourself Daddy and eat your dinner!" she giggled before she turned and went back to the kitchen. "Do you want a beer or soda?" he heard her call from the kitchen.

"I'll have a beer and don't forget the ketchup," Rick called back.

Chrissie returned with the beers and ketchup then followed Rick's example and tossed a pillow on the floor to sit on and squeezed in beside him beneath the table. No sooner had she gotten seated than she noticed the pink bag sitting beside the TV. She gave Rick a nudge in the side with her elbow and asked, "Is that for me Daddy?" as she pointed to the bag.

Rick barely had time to grab her arm and pull her back down, as she started to excitedly jump up to go investigate what was in the bag.

"Yes it's for you but you have to wait until later to see what's in the bag...and only good girls get presents," Rick warned her sternly.

Chrissie gave Rick her best little girl pouty face and asked, "Oh Daddy, what's in the bag?...Is it for my training?" As her curiosity began to run away with her, wondering just what could be in the bag and whether it was something to train her virgin ass. Only just now recalling that she had promised, to give Rick her ass, if he prepared her slowly.

"You'll just have to wait and see...now hush I want to watch the game," Rick scolded. For the next thirty to forty minutes they both sat there watching the game as they ate their dinner. From time to time Rick would steal a side glance at Chrissie. Each time he chuckled to himself to see her still pouting and fidgeting in her seat. He wondered if she was nervous or excited about what was in the bag and what he might have planned for her later.

The emotions Chrissie was feeling where in complete contradiction to each other. Half of her was feeling apprehensive at the prospect of Rick actually fucking her ass tonight, wondering if she was really ready to give him what she had so far denied her own husband. Her only comforting thought being that Rick wasn't as large as Brad. While her other half was near giddy with excitement that a long held in check fantasy to have her ass fucked, might be just minutes away from becoming a reality.

Giving Rick another pouty look Chrissie said, "I'll just clean up the dishes and be right back."

"Hand me that bag first and no peeking," Rick grinned, "I want some dessert and if you're a good girl you'll get to see what is in the bag."

"Bad Daddy," she grinned back as her pussy tingled in anticipation of what he was planning next and hopeful her pussy was going to be dessert.

As she left for the kitchen, Rick rummaged through the bag to find the lube and the small butt plug. Then tipped the bag on its side placing the lube and plug at the top of the bag for easy access later.

Rick barely had time to hide the bag under the table than Chrissie was back, standing near him with her legs apart and hands on her hips.

Looking down at Rick seated on the floor, "So what does Daddy want for dessert?" she asked her expression one of excitement.

"Can't you guess?" he replied.

Chrissie's eyes went wide with excitement and her smile went ear to ear, "Does Daddy want his naughty daughter's sweet pussy for dessert?" she asked demurely as she started to undo her shorts.

Rick just nodded his head to confirm his answer. Chrissie tugged at her shorts to pull them down over her ass then just let them fall to her ankles as she cooed, "Oh Daddy."

Stepping out of her shorts, Chrissie stepped across Rick and spread her legs so that his view of her nearly hairless pussy was just inches from his face. Rick could now clearly make out the tattoo at her panty line just above the silky blonde patch of pubic hair, but unlike yesterday he still had his glasses on. The tattoo said 'Brad's' and just below it was a line of some nondescript flower pattern.

Looking lower Rick now noticed there was another tattoo just below the patch of hair and it said 'CUNT' with a small arrow pointing directly to the hooded little monster below. Rick gave her little monster that was already starting to poke itself out a quick kiss, then looked up to Chrissie grinning, "Sit down baby girl Daddy likes to take his time and savor his dessert," as he removed his glasses and set them aside.

Chrissie sat at the edge of the table and lay back, propping herself on her elbows, wanting to have a good view of what was to happen next, her pussy already getting quite damp. Rick slowly raised her legs and placed them over his shoulders so she could place her feet on the sofa cushions for support, then asked, "Are you comfortable?"

"Oh yeees!' she replied her tone giddy with excitement, "Now eat your dessert Daddy."

Chrissie watched intently as Rick extended his tongue and moved forward to taste her sweetness, only to be disappointed has he turned his head at the last moment and began to kiss and nibble on her left inner thigh.

"Oh Daddyyyy you are so such a teaseeee!" her desire to feel his tongue licking her clit nearly unbearable.

Rick snickered, his intentions to do just that, tease her and thoroughly enjoy having this beautiful young woman, her legs spread wide and willing to allow him to do whatever he pleased to her passage way to sweet bliss.

Chrissie's breathing began to increase to a slow panting sound, as she bit her lower lip, to keep her moans from escaping. Her mind was spinning with thoughts of how much she enjoyed having an older man take her, a man that really appreciated all she had to offer. A man that didn't take her for granted, a man who considered himself damn lucky to experience the pleasures of her body, of having her as his fuck toy.

Rick kept kissing her thigh while moving slowly towards her knee to prolong the tease, as he reached under the table to release his now stiffening cock that was begging to break free.

"Wrong direction Daddy!" Chrissie moaned, wanting his tongue between her glistening wet cunt lips or swirling around her erect clit, the tease being nearly more than she could stand.

Rick chuckled silently to himself, in the knowledge that he was having the desired effect on her that he had intended. Wanting this to be a cunt licking she wouldn't soon forget and would even beg him for later.

Rick switched directions as he continued nibbling and kissing her inner thigh. Chrissie threw her head back and moaned in anticipation of his tongue reaching her burning inferno. Her anticipation turned to frustration as he kissed across her tattoo at her panty line and his chin barely grazing her clit before beginning to move up her right thigh.




Naughty New Neighbors: Ass Training



Chrissie made a vain attempt to grab Rick by the hair and drag his mouth to her now swollen labia and leaking cunt. Instead she lost her balance and fell on her back, her head dangling over the other side of the coffee table.

"You BASTARD eat me!" she screamed in desperation.

Rick not knowing just how excited Chrissie could get he worried momentarily that maybe he had prolonged the tease too long. He extended his tongue and slowly ran his tongue from her back door up her slit, while parting her lips as he went and finally tasting her sweet as honey nectar at last. Rick was instantly intoxicated with her taste and the sweet aroma of her love hole, that he began to eat her like a kid in a pie eating contest at the state fair.

When Rick's tongue touched her rosebud, Chrissie gasped and nearly came. The thoughts of whether he would fuck her ass tonight had her so revved up that just the split second touch of his tongue at her back door nearly pushed her over the edge.

"Oh god Rick eat me...make me your cuunttttt!" her dirty mouth kicking into full gear.

Rick's face was covered in her juices as she tried to buck her ass up to smash her cunt into his face. Rick inserted two fingers into her hot burning hole as he moved his mouth to her now quite erect clit, burying his nose in her little patch of hair.

As he alternated first sucking her clit, than lashing it vigorously with his tongue Chrissie's legs began to tremble, her orgasm was building so quickly she was sure to explode any moment.

"I'm so close Rick...please don't stoppppppppppp...oh god I'mmmmm coommingg!" she screamed as her legs shot up in the air, shaking violently as her orgasm was racking her body with spasms of pleasure.

From past experience Rick knew that now in the middle of her rapture was the time to attack her back door, while her resistance would be near non-existent. Pulling his fingers from her sopping wet cunt, Rick pressed his well lubed middle finger to her crinkled rosebud. As expected his finger met with little to no resistance as it plunged deep into her ass. Chrissie's ass instinctively clenched tight at the intrusion but too late to prevent it from happening.

Chrissie's climax had just peaked as he penetrated her virgin ass. She gasped for air and began to moan, "yesssssss oh fuck yessssssssssss...finger fuck my ass you fucking dirty old mannnnnnn!"

Rick smiled as he looked up between her legs to see her tits heaving, her breathing erratic and her head still hanging off the other side to the coffee table. Rick started to move his finger in and out of her very tight back door. Chrissie was experiencing something she had never experienced before, a second orgasm was rapidly building.

Instantly her only desire was to come again, to come from having her ass finger fucked. Chrissie grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled them back lifting her ass off the table, giving Rick unobstructed access to her ass.

As her ass raised up Rick thought fuck the lube she is ready, as he reached for the butt plug. Rick pulled his finger from her which prompted a long guttural moan, "NNOOOOOOO!"

Swiftly he replaced his finger with the small ass plug and began to move it in and out, eliciting yet another guttural moan, "YYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS...OH fuck yessssssssssss!"

It only took a dozen or so thrusts of the plug in and out until Chrissie erupted into an orgasm that griped her totally. Her whole body froze in mid motion, and it was several seconds before her second orgasm began to recede and her arms and legs began to shake noticeably.

As her orgasm receded even further she slowly lowered her legs back across Rick's shoulders. Rick smiled at the sight of her breasts still slightly heaving, her breath still not yet having regained a normal rhythm. Chrissie then extended her hand towards Rick, "help me sit up Daddy."

Rick grabbed her hand and began to pull her up, only to have her jump up from the table when she got to a sitting position and the butt plug plunged deep into her ass until it reached the narrow neck, which held it deep in her ass. Instinctively she reached to remove the plug, but Rick grasped her wrist to stop her.

"No no baby girl leave it where it's at...it is part of your training," he instructed her.

Chrissie got a quizzical express to her face like someone that didn't understand what they heard before asking, "but aren't you going to fuck my ass tonight Daddy?"

Rick ginned at her eagerness to give up her ass tonight and was tempted to do just that, but thought better of it and decided to stick to his original plan to break her in slowly with the other two plugs first. Realizing just how sweet it would be to slip his cock in her ass with little or no resistance and get quickly into a serious ass fucking.

Rick pulled the pillow close to the edge of the coffee table and then instructed, "sit down gently Chrissie and spread your legs."

Chrissie sat down gently as Rick had instructed but still experienced a twinge of pain as the plug pressed inside her deeper, then gave as soft giggle.

Rick then put his finger on the small line of flowers tattooed on her mount and asked, "What's up with the flowers?"

Chrissie sheepishly answered, "It's to cover my last Daddy's name."

Now it was Rick's turn to give her a quizzical expression, before she continued to explain, "he got married and his wife wouldn't let him fuck me any more...so Brad had me cover up his name...he said if he won't fuck me then he didn't deserve to have his name on my cunt."

"Oh I see...that makes sense," Rick replied.

Chrissie's eyes started to sparkle with excitement, "Oh Daddy if you fuck me real good while Brad watches maybe he will let me get your name tattooed right here," as she pointed to just below the row of flowers.

"Well I will try my best," he chuckled, as he crawled out from under the table and stood up, his cock still nearly at full staff.

At the sight of his cock Chrissie sat up even straighter and bubbling with excitement asked, "Are you going to fuck me now Daddy?"

Rick chuckled at her eagerness, "I don't want to interrupt your ass training and I don't think you are ready for a DP fuck just yet...so baby girl I'm not going to fuck you tonight...tomorrow night I promise."

Chrissie pouted, her lower lip sticking out and obvious disappointment in her eyes.

Pretending to be sweet and innocent she asked, "Daddy, what's a DP?"

Rick answered, "That's when a girl has a dick or toy in both her pussy and ass. It stands for Double Penetration."

"Oh, Daddy that sounds so good and my pussy is really wet...but you're not going to fuck me tonight are you?" she asked, continuing her pouting act.

Rick changed her expression from sad to glad in a heartbeat when he announced, "But that doesn't mean you can't suck Daddy off baby girl."

In a flash Chrissie slid off the table and onto her knees, taking his cock in her mouth, and began bobbing up and down with a determination that this was going to be the best damn fucking blowjob of Rick's life.

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Rick shut the alarm off and smiled at finding Chrissie there in his bed. It had been years since he woke to a woman in his bed and even longer since the woman was a young smoking hot one.

The temptation to wake her and molest the hell out of her flashed in his head. But the notion would have to wait until tonight, there was just enough time for him to get ready for work and to proceed to step two in her training. Rick slipped quietly out from under the sheets and went to the bathroom.

After shaving, trimming his goatee and a quick shower, Rick went back to the bedroom and gave Chrissie a slap on her ass.

"Time to wake up baby girl."

Chrissie stretched and rolled over on her back and winced when the plug pushed a bit deeper in her ass.

"Damn you Rick I was sleeping so good...why did you wake me?" she complained.

"Time for some more training...now get over here, bend over and I will take that plug out of your ass," he playfully replied.

The thought of getting the plug removed, had her moving at lightning speed to comply. As she bend over the bed Chrissie wiggled her ass from side to side. The plug actually felt kind of good and she almost had second thoughts about having Rick remove it.

Rick slapped her ass once again and ordered, "Stand still and spread your cheeks apart!" as he gripped the flat end of the plug that kept it from disappearing completely inside her. Without hesitation she reached back with both hands and grabbed her butt cheeks to pull them apart.

Rick twisted and moved the plug around a bit before attempting to pull it out. He noticed Chrissie was having twinges of discomfort. Finally, he just gave the plug a steady pull and it slipped out much easier than he expected.

Chrissie squealed, "I gotta go...get out of my way," as she brushed Rick aside and rushed to the bathroom.

Rick couldn't help but chuckle to see her move so quickly. He followed her out of the room, needing to retrieve the bag with the other plugs, which were still under the coffee table in the living room.

As he passed the bathroom he couldn't help but glanced in. Chrissies eyes were closed, her expression one of relief. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and caught Rick standing there looking at her.

"I'm peeing you pervert....get out!" as she stuck her tongue out at him.

He chuckled again and proceeded down the hall making a detour into the kitchen, thinking he had time to burn some toast and grab a bottle of OJ.

Once Rick disappeared, Chrissie realized that while it felt good to have the plug out, at the same time it left her feeling somehow empty and even more strangely eager to have her ass filled again, hopefully with Rick's big cock.

When Rick returned to the bedroom he nearly broke out laughing. The sight of Chrissie bent over the bed, legs spreads wide and rotating her ass around in a circular motion somehow struck him as hilarious. It was as if she was trying to prepare her back door for whatever was going to fill the emptiness she was still experiencing there.

Chrissie looked over her shoulder to Rick and in her most honey sweet little girl southern accent asked, "So what's next Daddy? Your cock?"

Pulling the larger plug from the bag Ricked chided, "Oh don't you wish," now confident that by tonight she would be even hungrier for his cock than she was now.

Chrissie stuck out her lower lip to show her disappointment that she wasn't going to get his cock. But also was getting giddy that he wasn't going to leave her without something round and hard to fill the craving in her ass.

As he reached in the bag for a tube of lube, he moved the plug closer to her face so she could get a good look at what was going to soon be in her.

"You are such a naughty daughter...so eager...but you have to complete your training before you get Daddy's cock...now don't you?" his tone sounding much like a real father scolding a child.

"Yes Daddy I have to be trained...train me Daddy!" she whimpered.

"Now stand still and relax baby girl...reach between your legs and grab my cock," he instructed as he tugged the towel around his waist letting it drop to the floor and then put the tip of the now heavily lube plug to her back door and began to press it into her.

Chrissie reached back and took him in her hand and started to stroke him. Her desire to have this new larger plug in her ass and the feel of his stiffening cock over rode her natural instinct to clench her ass tight. Rick slowly worked the plug in, but when he hit resistance, he would pull it back out slightly. Then he pressed the plug back in, each time he did the plug went in deeper than the last. He was amazed that this plug actually seemed to be going in easier than the first one even though it was a lot bigger. Her resistance giving way to her desire, the plug slid into her and she moaned, "Oh yesssssss daddyyyyyyyyyy!" then froze in place as she enjoyed the sensations that were coming from deep in her butt. She couldn't believe how the plug in her butt was making her pussy spasm.

Rick glanced at the clock and noticed he had spent way more time than he had allowed for completing step two of Chrissie's training. Grabbing pants and a shirt from the closet he rushed to get dressed. Chrissie just remained bent over the bed, not moving but her mind spinning in anticipation of just how good Rick's cock was going to feel in her ass tonight.

As he buttoned his shirt and stepped into his shoes he instructed her, "There are pamphlets in the bag...read them...and at noon replace that plug with the one left in the bag... gotta go," rushing from the room before she could reply and was out the door before she tried to stand up.

---

Rick had been gone a good 5 minutes before Chrissie tried to stand up straight. The plug seemed to go in deeper as she stood, but it actually felt good. She reached into the bag and tossed the other tube of lube on the head board of the bed. Then she grabbed the last ass plug and gasped at the size of it. Then thought he can't seriously expect me to get that in my ass, before she realized it was a bit smaller than his cock when erect and that he was going to have that up her ass tonight. There was no getting around that fact.

Chrissie grabbed the pamphlets from the bag and checked to make sure she got everything before trying to walk out to the living room. As she walked down the hall she giggled and thought I must look like a duck waddling.

Not quite ready to sit down just yet, she slowly walked in a circle around the coffee table, as she thumbed through the pamphlets. As she got through the stack of pamphlets Chrissie discovered a folded sheet of paper, and was surprised by the message written on it.

Rick

Hope you are successful in training your lady friend's virgin ass. I hope she will be worth the effort. If you need any further help training her just call me.

Hell just call me we have unfinished business.

Zoey 444-XXXX

At first Chrissie didn't quite know what to think of the note from Zoey. Reading it again her woman's intuition kicked in and she could read between the lines what Zoey was really saying.

Why that dirty old man tried to fuck Zoey at the sex shop where he got the plugs for my ass Chrissie thought to herself. Strangely the thought that Rick had discussed with and gotten help from another woman to pick out the things he needed to train her ass, somehow excited her and her pussy began to leak down her leg.

After going to the bathroom to dry herself off, Chrissie came back to the living room and gingerly sat down on the sofa to read the pamphlets.

---

As Rick turned the corner to walk down the aisle towards his cubicle he noticed Tess was apparently waiting for him at his desk. Rick greeted her with a unmistakable smile on his face, "Hey Tess what brings you over to my neck of the woods?" he asked not remembering her ever coming to his cubicle at any other time in the five years she had worked there.

Tess smiled as if she knew why he was smiling before replying, "Oh just was curious what you have going on Friday that is so important that you can't have a drink with me?" her tone a bit sultry.

Damn is she actually flirting with me? Rick pondered, before deciding to be evasive, "I am not at liberty to discuss that," he chuckled as he blatantly stared at her cleavage that looked even more enticing than usual.

Rick wasn't sure after yesterday's encounter with Zoey if he was really up to starting something with anyone else other than Chrissie. But just the thought that Tess might actually be flirting with him sure did boost his ego.

Tess noticed his stare, but didn't even blush or try to divert his eyes, "Oh really...so that's how it is...is it?" she asked now even further convinced that Rick was getting laid.

"Will I hope she is worth giving up drinks with me!" her meaning so blunt even Rick who was not accustomed to be having a woman flirt with him, understood the underlining message.

Finally Rick's thoughts of pursuing Tess stopped spinning in his head long enough for him to answer, "That's how it is."

Tess grinned at him and slapped him playfully on the chest, "Okay stud be that way," as she turned and walked away, swaying her ass even more than usual.

Rick finally sat down to begin work, but couldn't help but marvel at how just two days ago he hadn't been laid in years and now within those same two days he had fucked Chrissie twice, Plus add to yesterday's encounter with Zoey and now Tess coming on to him, he sighed I wonder what will happen next, and then smiled with the thought that whatever happened next he was sure to be getting a lot more sex.

---

Chrissie read the last of the pamphlets and was pleased that Rick had told her to read them. Slowly she moved her ass closer to the edge of the sofa which allowed her to prop her feet on the coffee table and spread her legs wide.

Chrissie tentatively touched the plug moving it just a little, it didn't really hurt, just felt strange. She began to move the plug from side to side and even tugging on it a little, the more she moved the plug the more her pussy tingled. Without warning her hand got a mind of its own, taking orders from her now wet cunt, tugging on the plug and thrusting it back into her now very excited rosebud. The more she moved the plug in and out of her ass the more excited she got.

Without even realizing it she was pulling the plug three to four inches out of her ass before thrusting in back in, her hand now enthusiastically trashing her sweet little crinkled back door. The sensation of what her hand was doing to her, combined with fantasizing just how much better it would feel if it was Rick's cock in her instead a hard impersonal plug, drove her over the edge of ecstasy as she screamed, "Ohh Daddyyyyyyyyy fuckkkkkk mmmeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Chrissie plunged the plug back into her ass one last time before collapsing to one side and curling up into a fetal position as the last waves of her orgasm pulsated through her. She fell to sleep, the kind of blissful sleep one gets after having a very satisfying climax.

Chrissie woke startled that she had fallen asleep. With no idea how long she had slept Chrissie jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the bedroom panicked she may have slept too long. Chrissie cursed when she saw the clock reading 12:45. Surely Rick would be calling or texting her any minute to check to see if she had done as he had instructed and gotten the last plug up her ass.

Franticly, she tore the packaging from the last plug, grabbed the tube of lube. Without even thinking she reached between her legs and literally ripped the ass plug from her butt.

After lubing up the last plug, she reached back between her legs and pointed the head of the plug at her back door and started to apply pressure. She pushed and pushed but the toy was not penetrating her. Chrissie decided to come at this from a different angle, she bent over and reached behind her to attempt once again to force the plug in her now very tight bung hole, not realizing her panic was only adding to her predicament.

She cursed, "Fuck Rick is going to be so pissed," as she flopped on her back with her legs high in the air, as she attempted once again to get the plug in. Her tears started to flow. I want this; I promised Daddy, why the hell can't I get it in? She asked herself over and over.

Frustrated that none of the pamphlets she had read earlier had said nothing about the best way to get a plug up her ass, other than to lube it good. Suddenly she remembered something else, she remembered Zoey wrote in her note to Rick 'If you need any further help training her just call me'.




Naughty New Neighbors: Ass Training



Desperate for help Chrissie grabbed her cell from the headboard of the bed and rushed back to the living room to find Zoey's note and phone number.

Having found the note Chrissie punched in Zoey's number and pressed call. As the phone began to ring Chrissie prayed, oh please please let her answer.

Zoey was just about to head out the door and take advantage of her day off to get some errands done, when she felt her cell vibrate in the back pocket of her tight little jean skirt.

She didn't recognize the number, but her heart leapt at the thought that maybe it was Rick calling her.

"Hello this is Zoey...whose calling?"

Tears flooded from Chrissie's eyes she answered, "Oh thank god you picked up...you don't know me...I'm Chrissie...but you know Rick my, my," she stammered not knowing what to call Rick.

"Yes I remember Rick...so why are you calling?" Zoey hid her disappointment that this call was not from Rick, but curious why Chrissie was calling her instead and why she was crying.

"You helped him get things to train my ass with yesterday," she sniffled before adding, "Rick is my Da...lover and you wrote him you would help him train me if he needed any more help...will you help me Zoey?...I need your help please help me!"

"First off calm down and tell me what the problem is?" Zoey asked her interest peaked.

"I-I-I can't get the big plug in my ass...I've tried everything...but I can't get it in!" Chrissie said in a panic.

Zoey was about to ask what Chrissie had tried, but then thought what the hell, it is my day off and I haven't stuck anything up another gal's ass in a long time, this could be fun.

"So where are you?" Zoey asked calmly.

"I'm at Rick's apartment...can you please help me?" Chrissie pleaded, feeling some relief that not all was lost.

"I'll help you but it is going to cost you...now give me the address."

Chrissie was a little concerned by Zoey's statement that her help was going to cost Chrissie some unknown price. But she didn't have time to worry about the cost right now. Her only concern was getting Zoey's help, so she told Zoey the address and tried to explain the general location.

"Oh yeah I know just where you are at...be there in fifteen minutes and for god's sake calm down...we'll get that plug in your ass I promise," Zoey ended the call before Chrissie had a chance to thank her.

---

Rick was just about to send Chrissie a text to see how she was doing with the last ass plug. But at that exact moment his boss was there and in an obvious panic.

"Emergency meeting Rick...the whole east coast corporate accounting system has been down since eight their time and I am just now hearing about it...conference room now," he barked.

Damn it I hope the hell I can get this fixed before five and it doesn't end up costing me a piece of Chrissie's ass tonight Rick thought.

---

As Chrissie paced around the room, she wondered at Zoey's comment 'but it is going to cost you'. But she didn't care the cost she would do anything, pay anything, she just didn't want to disappoint Rick. Then a naughty thought entered her head, wonder if Zoey likes girls?

Chrissie was starting to get anxious again, it had been over fifteen minutes and Zoey wasn't here yet and even more curious Rick hadn't called or tested her.

The doorbell rang and Chrissie ran to the door, peeking out the peep hole first since she was still naked. Totally not expecting to see a young petite Goth girl, she called out through the door,"Zoey is that you?"

"It's me open up."

Hiding behind the door Chrissie reached out and grabbed hold of Zoey dragging her inside quickly. Before Zoey even had a chance to do or say anything Chrissie had her in a bear hug crushing her massive tits into Zoey's little nearly non-existent breasts.

"Oh thank you so much for coming to help me Zoey," Chrissie gushed with excitement.

Breaking the hug Chrissie stepped back to give Zoey some space. They both remained silent as they each appraised each other. Chrissie was a bit surprised that Rick would have tried to fuck a girl like Zoey, while Zoey was thinking she expected Rick's intended ass victim would be a woman much closer to his age, and for sure not someone as beautiful as Chrissie.

Then they both simultaneously said, "You're not what I expected."

They both giggled at the irony that they had both been thinking the same thoughts about the other one.

Chrissie decided quickly that she liked Zoey and was no longer surprised that Rick would want to fuck her, she was at second look really a very sexy girl.

Chrissie now feeling quite relaxed, playfully asked, "Did he fuck you?"

Zoey giggled back just as playfully, "He got real close...real close," then asked, "So where is the plug."

Chrissie smiled and took Zoey's hand and lead her to the bedroom.

Zoey not only got the plug in Chrissie's ass as promised, but the two girls spent the next few hours plotting an evening to never be forgotten by Rick. In the process of planning a sexual night of pure fun they also got to know each other quite well. Pun intended.

---

Rick looked up to the clock; it was 4:00 PM. He and the two others were at wits end and feeling totally frustrated that they hadn't found the problem much less a solution to repair the problem.

Partially in desperation and for lack of a better idea at the moment, Rick checked on something he had only seen happen two other times in his 30+ years in the IT industry.

"I don't fucking believe it...I found the problem," Rick shouted just as his boss had entered the conference room to get an update on how things were coming along.

"What the fuck is the problem and how long to fix it?" his boss asked.

"Fifteen minutes to fix and another fifteen to verify all is well once again," Rick replied even as he was already starting to fix the system.

At 5:00 pm as Rick walked out of the building and was heading to his car, his boss hollered to him. "Great job Rick, take tomorrow off."

"Thanks he hollered back," after the stress of the afternoon Rick was so exhausted he wasn't even sure he had energy enough to fuck Chrissie tonight as he had planned to do. But as he drove he began to relax and his adrenaline started to surge from the thoughts running in his brain of how good it was going to be to fuck Chrissie's virgin ass.

---

Just as Rick switched the car off his dirty old man broke his silence, this is it buddy...the moment you have been waiting for...now get in there and get some ass.

Rick unlocked the front door and stepped inside, then heard Chrissie call to him from the bedroom, "In here Daddy."

Rick nearly tripped over his own feet as he stepped into the bedroom just in time to see Zoey jump up from beside Chrissie and onto her knees at the foot of the bed.

Zoey was buck naked except for some ripped thigh high stockings and a pair clunky platform shoes. At the sight of her sweet little shaved pussy, Rick's cock stiffened, as he quite literally began to drool at the mouth.

"Surprise!" Zoey cooed as she licked and bit her lips seductively.

"I-I-I am," Rick stammered, truly amazed to see Zoey there on his bed naked along with Chrissie. A thousand questions raced through his head, why was Zoey here, why were both her and Chrissie naked, what had they been up to? His thoughts immediately going into the gutter, images of girl on girl action had his cock stiffening at the possibilities to fulfill many unsatisfied fantasies of watching bi-sexual sex first hand.

"Daddy, Zoey came over to help me...isn't she just the sweetest thing Daddy?" Chrissie could imagine the questions running through Rick's head and attempted to explain, before he had a chance to ask.

Rick couldn't think straight enough to form an intelligible question. He was stunned into silence from the sight of Chrissie leaning against the head board, legs spread and the ass plug clearly buried deep in her back door. Plus Zoey now swaying from side to side on her knees attempting to draw Ricks attention to her very wet cunt, left Rick standing there gawking at them both with a totally confused expression on his face.

Zoey giggled, "Chrissie found my note and called me."

"What note?" Rick asked back, still not understanding why Zoey was here naked as he had only expected Chrissie to be.

Zoey pointed to the dresser, "Over there."

Breaking his gaze at the two hot women on his bed; he turned and picked up the folded piece of paper piece lying on the top of the dresser.

Rick quickly read the note from Zoey and while he might be slow at times to pick up on a woman flirting with him like Tess had done, he had no problem understanding the message within the message from Zoey.

Rick took the three steps towards Zoey he needed in order to grab hold of her right arm. He spun her around and pushed her into a doggy position leaning over her back, "You're going to get it this time slut," he hissed into her ear as he at sonic speed dropped his pants and boxers to the floor around his ankles.

Zoey moaned, "I better you bastard!"

Chrissie's eyes went wide with excitement at what was transpiring right in front of her. Her cunt felt as if it was receiving a thousand little electrical shocks as she reached between her legs and began to rub her clit.

Rick spit into his hand and rubbed the saliva over the head of his cock, not wanting to take time for any further lubrication. He wanted in Zoey's ass and he wanted it right now. Zoey wiggled her ass side to side, giddy with the anticipation that she was about to get what she knew was going to be one of the best ass fuckings of her life.

Instinctively Rick dragged the head of his cock from Zoey's clit through her wet cunt lips up towards his intended target, her tight puckering ass hole.

Rick pressed forward and Zoey whimpered, "Oh god yes fuck me ...fuck my ass you bastard...fuck it hard," as his cock dove to the hilt slapping his crotch against her firm little bubble ass. Rick couldn't believe that his cock went completely home without stopping. From experience he knew when you ass fuck a girl, you have to work the head in past the sphincter muscle first, but Zoey so relaxed that his dick drove home in one swift motion.

Zoey immediately started to buck her ass back at Rick, before he grabbed her hips firmly and ordered, "Stay still slut I'm fucking you not the other way round," as he pulled his cock out to where just the head remained inside her, before thrusting back into her forcefully.

"Then fuuuuuuuck me harderrrrrrrrrr," she squealed, the anticipation of this moment having her so revved up she nearly climaxed the instant his cock had penetrated her.

Rick continued to pound Zoey's very tight bung hole as forcefully as he could manage, but knew he was going to lose steam any moment, not being accustomed to so much sexual activity. It was then that he finally took notice of Chrissie. She had two fingers inside her sopping wet cunt and with her other hand was attacking her clit with a vengeance.

Chrissie was unable to tear herself away from watching the continual changes in Zoey's facial expressions, one moment she would be biting her lower lip, the next her mouth open wide as if screaming a silent scream with her eyes rolling back up into her head. Chrissie was mesmerized by Zoey's expressions and occasional grunt or groan as Rick thrust into her. She was unable to fathom whether Zoey was in pain or was in a state of utter bliss.

It was a few seconds before Chrissie sensed Rick was watching her, with much the same awe as she was watching Zoey.

Chrissie's and Rick's eyes finally met, Chrissie her tone almost pleading, "Fuck her Daddy...fuck her ass."

"Come here baby girl, come see what Daddy is going to do to your ass," his tone fatherly and loving.

Rick was relieved that he now had a reason to slow his pace. He had been so close to shooting his load before Zoey had reached her orgasm, but now a slower steady rhythm would prolong his fucking her ass.

Zoey quietly moaned, "Yes baby just like that...long steady stokes...damn I love it." While Zoey loved to have her ass pounded hard, she also loved the pace Rick and switched to. She knew from experience that this pace, would level off the pending urge to explode, into an earth shaking orgasm. Now was the time to reveal in the prolong journey to the edge of the cliff, before Rick then took control and pushed her over the edge into a lake of euphoria.

Chrissie slid off the bed and stood by Rick's side and looked down at his cock rhythmically thrusting in and out of Zoey. As she reached out to touch his cock she suddenly felt compelled to ask permission first.

"Can I touch you, Daddy?" But it was too late for his permission, as her finger tips just grazed the side of his cock as it thrust into Zoey. It felt warm and slippery; Chrissie could almost detect it pulsing as his hot blood kept him engorged.

Chrissie got light headed, from the thrill surging through her body that this perfect cock for ass fucking (at least according to Zoey) was going to be fucking her, fucking her virgin ass very soon. Moving back in front of Zoey as she had been before, she slouched down further to put her pussy just inches away from Zoey's face.

Zoey now able to actually be somewhat clear headed, just savoring the sensations of a perfect cock pleasuring her. Looked up and smiled at Chrissie, knowing that Chrissie was in need, a terrible need to have her ass stimulated further. Zoey reached forward and grasped the end of the ass plug, tugging at it, causing Chrissie to emit a long low moan of pleasure, which attracted Rick's attention. The sight of the two of them in such a sexual moment stiffened Rick's cock even harder, as he groaned, "Oh fuck yessssssssss."

Chrissie was stunned as she realized that her ass was clenching in resistance to Zoey pulling the plug from her ass. Each time Zoey lessened her pull on the plug, Chrissies ass literally sucked the plug back inside her.

Unable to bear waiting any longer Chrissie whimpered, "Make her come daddy...make her come...it's my turn Daddy!"

Completely ignoring his own need to come, responding only to his desire to finish fucking Zoey Rick slammed into her ass hard. His only desire now being to devour Chrissie's virgin ass.

"Get me offff you bastardddddd...fuuuuuuuck me hard and deeeeeeep," Zoey hissed, she was there, just as she knew she would be, just a couple more hard thrusts and she would be falling into an euphoria of lustful bliss. Erupting, Zoey fell forward Rick's cock slipping from her ass and nearly landed face first into Chrissie's cunt.

Her breathing still labored as the remnants of her orgasm just starting to fade, Zoey rolled off the bed, stood and grabbed Chrissie's wrist tugging her up off the bed also.

"Now get on your hands and knees slut...get ready for the best fucking of your life!" Zoey ordered and Chrissie quickly complied.

Zoey reached out and grabbed the ass plug at the base and grabbed Rick's cock with her other hand, simultaneously leading him behind Chrissie as she crudely jerked the plug from Chrissie's ass.

There was pain, there was no denying it, Zoey regretted it, but she had no time to play cat and mouse with Chrissie's ass trying to keep the plug inside her as she had done just moments ago.

"Fuck her ass Rick...fuck her now!" Zoey ordered, as she jumped on the bed beside Chrissie in a kneeling position facing Rick, grabbing Chrissie's as cheeks, spreading them wide.

Rick sucked in a large breath at the sight of Chrissie's back door still gapping open before stabbing his cock deep inside her. The instant Chrissie felt his cock in her, her ass clenched closed, putting a choke hold around the cock that had invaded her.

"Dadddddyyyyyy!" Chrissie screamed as she gasped for air.

Zoey slapped Chrissie's ass hard to get her attention before she instructed, "Relax slut...you've been trained...now let our Daddy fuck your ass."

Knowing this was Chrissie's first time Rick slowly began pumping his cock in and out of her, not more than two to three inches in each direction.

Chrissie began to calm down and started to relax, the soothing sensation of Zoey rubbing and squeezing her ass cheeks and the warmth radiating from Rick's cock in her ass was bringing her wave after wave of pleasure.

When Zoey leaned over and laid her head across Chrissie's ass, her tongue flicking out now and then catching a taste of cock or ass, was driving Chrissie wild.

"Oh Daddy fuuuuck me...fuck me harderrrrrrrrrr daddyyyyy...lick us Zoey...oh yessssss fuck your babyyyy girl daddy," Chrissie moaned loudly.

Rick his balls aching from the two best ass fucks of his life, needed no further encouragement added to his own need to get off, slammed into her again and again.

It only took a half dozen harder deeper thrusts and Chrissie bolted up right nearly ripping Rick's cock off and knocking Zoey off the bed as she released a guttural groan just before becoming frozen from the volcanic eruption of her orgasm.

Rick in response jumped up and stood before her stroking himself like a man possessed. Zoey realizing what was about to happen next, jumped back on the bed and pressed her face to Chrissie's.

"Come on us Rick...shower us with a huge load of cum," Zoey pleaded, her eyes wide like a little child pleading for candy or ice cream. At the same moment Chrissie also realized Rick's intentions to cover them with cum pleaded, "Oh yes Daddy reward us for being good sluts."

It was too much, there was no holding back, the pressure was too much to suppress any longer. Rick groaned as rope after rope of his hot sticky cum, shot out across both girls' faces. His legs collapsed from under him and he fell to the bed, moaning happily. Both girls had their mouths open and their tongues out as Rick covered them both with his spunk. He loved the way it looked when a shot of cum went right into one of the open mouths in front of him.

The girls turned and faced each other and began to giggle.

"SLUT," Chrissie accused Zoey.

"WHORE," Zoey chided back.

Laughing even harder they began to lick the cum off each other's face.

Watching the two of them cleaning the other's face, Rick just shook his head and thought I am in such big trouble, these two will be the death of me, but what a fucking way to go.

THE END FOR NOW 



Naughty New Neighbors



Chrissie went to the kitchen and Brad headed to the living room.

I joked to Brad and pointed, "That's my seat there in the corner, have a seat anywhere else you'd like, the game just got started. You haven't missed anything yet."

Brad took a seat in the middle of the sofa and Chrissie came in handed him a beer, and then sat on the other side of him in the opposite corner from me.

No one said much, as the game got quite interesting very quickly. Just before half time I got up to go get a soda.

"Where you going sugar?" Chrissie asked.

"Just to get a soda, I'll be right back Miss Nosey!" I teased.

"Sit down, I'll get it. Brad and I need another beer anyhow," she replied jumping up to go fetch us drinks. As she passed in front of the TV I couldn't help but look at her ass and dirty old man cursed, Fuck is she hot or what?

"She's got a great ass don't you think Rick?" Brad joked, momentarily leaving me speechless and befuddled why he would say such a thing. Both dirty old man and nice guy exclaimed, what the fuck!

When Chrissie returned she handed me a soda and handed a beer to Brad, when I noticed Brad was chuckling to himself.

"What are you laughing about Brad?" Chrissie asked.

"Oh just that Rick is trying to pretend he hasn't noticed your ass before now, turn around sweet cheeks and give him a good look," he ordered her. To my surprise she turned her ass towards me, and then even gave it a little shake before bending over slightly, causing her shorts to ride up the crack of her ass. I couldn't help but let out a barely audible groan, which caused Brad to chuckle again.

Chrissie straightened up and turned back facing me. "So what do you think sugar," she asked with a devilish smile. Dirty old man hissed, Why you little cock tease.

"I think you best sit down before I say or do something I shouldn't," I joked back. We all three broke into laughter. Chrissie giving me a look that said, oh I wish you would do something, which unnerved me. Brad also gave me a look but his was saying I know you want that ass, which unnerved me even more.

Again we fell into silence as we watched the game. The game was just about over when I asked, "I'm sure I've got something in the fridge we can snack on, would you guys care for some?"

Chrissie replied, "Sure, if you don't mind I'll rummage around your fridge and make us up a snack platter," as she stood up to go to the kitchen.

"Ok, there is some French onion dip and salsa in there and chips in the cabinet next to the fridge." I informed her.

A few minutes later Chrissie returned with a plate stacked with snacks of cheese and lunch meats, the dip, salsa and chips. Then she asked Brad if he wanted another beer and if I wanted another soda.

Brad replied, "I best not I've got to go to work in a couple hours."

"Rick how about you, another soda?" she asked, and then teased me, "Brad you won't believe it but Rick actually has food in his fridge, not your typical bachelor."

To which I retorted, "Yeah I'm just a frustrated dirty old man." What the fuck are you doing dumb ass, nice guy hollered.

For the next hour and half we watched the end of the first game and the beginning of the afternoon game. When Brad unexpectedly announced he needed to leave for work.

"Brad can I stay and watch the rest of the game?" Chrissie begged.

"Can I trust to leave the two of you here alone?" Brad half joked, "Besides that is not up to me. It's Rick's place and he has final say on whether you can stay or not."

"She can stay if you don't mind, you can trust me," though I wasn't totally sure that was true any longer. Dirty old man quipped, Yeah Brad leave her here with me, I'll take real good care of her.

Brad chuckled, "It's not you I'm worried about," as he gave Chrissie a stern look.

"I'll be good Brad I promise!" Chrissie declared, though the mischievous look in her eyes, implied otherwise.

"Then come here bitch and kiss me goodbye," Brad ordered, grabbing her and planting a passionate kiss on her mouth, while copping a good feel of her ass with both hands. I wanted to look away, but could not tear my eyes away from the firm grip he had on her ass cheeks. When they broke their embrace, Brad reached out his hand to shake my hand mine.

"Thanks buddy I enjoyed it, looking forward to doing this again sometime maybe even next weekend, if you don't mind," he said as he shook my hand firmly.

"Sure you both are welcome any time," I said actually meaning it.

Just as Brad was about to go out the door, he hollered back to me, "Rick if Chrissie doesn't behave, just lay her over your lap and spank her." I could hear a definite chuckle in his voice.

We watched the rest of the afternoon game and Chrissie behaved herself by not taunting me. The only exception was that after returning from using the bathroom, she had moved towards the center of the sofa leaving me little room to sit back down. It made me feel quite uncomfortable, her being so close to me and it didn't help that dirty old man was urging me to jump her and nice guy was trying to restrain me from doing anything foolish.

"Chrissie, I'm feeling tired and think I'll just record the Sunday Night Football game and watch it another night," I lied to her wanting to get her out of my place so I could try to think.

"Ok sugar I'll go soon as this game is over," a look of disappointment on her face.

Once she left instead of turning in I got on my computer to visit the Literotica.com website and read some stories (actually a bad idea). I have been reading stories on Literotica for a few months now. I especially liked stories in the 'Loving Wife' category.

The stories in the 'Loving Wife' category all had one thing in common. Either the wife/girlfriend or the husband/boyfriend would set up situations where the guy would watch (often even videotaping) the woman being fucked by one or more men. The other common theme was that after the woman had been fucked senseless, the couple would then have a night of fucking unequalled to any other. This explains how I came by my new number one sexual fantasy.

Quite honestly the thought of fucking some guy's girlfriend while he watched just wasn't enough of a turn on for me; I had become obsessed with fucking some guy's wife while he watched and he encouraged me to fuck her harder or faster.

My fantasy had another perverted twist. Fucking some guy's wife's pussy in the missionary position wasn't good enough either. I wanted her on all fours doggy style, with my cock pounding her ass, as she taunted her husband with dirty talk like: "Honey do you like watching him fuck your wife's ass?" or "Oh baby he fucks your wife so good, she loves it."

Pretty much having his wife say anything that included the words 'your wife' in it would turn me on.

The ultimate turn on would be to see the husband's face when his wife would say something like "Do you like watching him fuck your wife's virgin ass?" The key word here being 'virgin'.

As I was reading one story I realized I wasn't looking to get turned on. But that I was actually looking for was some inspiration on how to trick Brad into letting me fuck his wife. That would be good enough for starters. If later I could fuck Chrissie while he watched, then I could die a very happy man.

Both dirty old man and nice guy for once agreed, Wouldn't that be wonderful.

I glanced at the clock and it was getting late. So I went to the bedroom and stripped off my cloths and jumped into bed. Immediately dirty old man pounced on me, did you see how sweet her ass looked in those shorts. Come on Rick give our cock some relief, just think of her sweet firm young ass.

I wanted to resist, but my cock and hand had other plans. I closed my eyes and groaned in frustration. My mind joined in on the betrayal.

Chrissie was standing in the doorway smiling as she stood there mesmerized with the sight of me stroking my aching tool. Finally she spoke asking, "Do you need a hand with that, Rick? I didn't speak a word; my eyes must have spoken for me.

She moved towards the bed, sitting down on the edge. She reached out and pushed my hand away, replacing it with her own, stroking me slowly. She sat there without a word just stroking my cock a little more firmly and slowly increased the pace.

"Rick did you enjoy looking at my ass? You want me don't you Rick? You want to fuck me don't you?" she questioned, her eyes showing an eagerness to know the answers.

My heart was pounding and my breath was rapid, I labored to get the words out, "yes I want you Chrissie...I want to fuck you...I want you doggy so I can look at your gorgeous ass as I fuck you." My orgasm was near my balls were aching for relief.

"Then take me Rick, take me now...I want you Rick!" her expression pure lust.

I sprang from the bed, pulled her to her feet long enough for me to tug her shorts down around her ankles. I pushed her to the bed into a doggy position. My only concern my need to have her now, my need for release of the pressure building in my balls. I drove into her wetness roughly and thrust into her like a man possessed. I exploded instantly.

My fantasy ended the moment I felt the warmth of cum spatting my stomach. I sat up head to the bathroom to clean myself.

The next week was pretty much a repeat of last week, with Chrissie waiting for me the moment I got home. Each time she looked hotter than she did the day before. Thursday night she really went over the top with a skimpy bikini top that just barely covered her nipples.

As I stepped out of my car, she spoke "Hey Sugar! I baked lasagna today, can I offer you dinner in exchange for watching the game tonight?" she asked flirtatiously, thrusting her breasts out as if daring me to not look.

"Not dressed like that you can't," I stammered as I rushed past her. Dirty old man was nearly jumping up and down exclaiming, Damn just look at those tits, you can almost see her nipples through that little bit of cloth. 

She hollered after me, "Ok Sugar, I'll change and be over in a couple minutes."

"Fine just be sure to cover up," I said clearly agitated.

Ten minutes later I heard her knocking at the door, opening the door she stood there with a lasagna dish in her hands and a button down blouse that had the top three buttons undone, which was a lot less tempting than that bikini top.

"Come in Chrissie. The game has already started, but you haven't missed much," I said as calmly as I could considering how rattled I had been just moments before.

Chrissie came in and headed to the kitchen, where she dished out some lasagna for each of us. Then she came into the living room, handed me a plate, and sat down at the opposite end of the sofa from me.

I just sat there keeping my eyes on the TV while eating my dinner, neither of us speaking. At half time Chrissie finally spoke.

"Rick sorry I upset you earlier dressed like I was, please don't be mad," she pleaded, actually looking as if she regretted the earlier incident.

Nice guy shocked me, The hell you are, you meant to provoke us, you slut.

I keep telling you she wants us to fuck her, dirty old man added.

"I'm not mad Chrissie, let's just pretend it never happened and you promise to never do that again, I don't think my heart can take it," I smiled, unable to repress a slight groan of frustration by the image of just how great her tits looked in that bikini top.

I stood and picked up the plates and turned to go to the kitchen when she replied, a coy little smile on her face, "Ok I promise to never do that again unless you ask."

When I returned, she had slid over closer to where I had been sitting. All I could do was shake my head and wonder what she was going to do next to torment me.

Sitting down I turned my attention to the game and did my best to ignore the fact that she was sitting just a couple inches from me.

There was only about five minutes left in the game when I felt her nudge me with her elbow, to get my attention. Looking into her eyes, I followed her gaze as she looked down to her now gaping open blouse, to see nearly all of her left breast exposed.

I didn't even try to hide the fact I was looking, I was too busy restraining myself from ripping her blouse off and ravaging her breast. Finally I looked at her again, her expression speaking volumes saying I know you looked and I know you want it, so just take it. I tore my eyes from her and back to the TV just in time to see the game had just ended.

I jumped up on wobbly legs and thanked her for dinner before saying, "Time for you to go home, I need to get a shower and get ready for work tomorrow."

"Ok Sugar, do you need someone to wash our back?" She asked with yet another innuendo obviously meant to provoke me.

Totally bewildered I said in desperation, "Chrissie you need to go now!" as I ushered her out the door.

I skipped the shower and went to bed. Laying there for I don't know how long cursing myself for not having the balls to take her and ravage her, as she so clearly wanted me to do.

You can't Rick she is a married woman living right next door, it is too risky and you know it, nice guy chimed in trying to strengthen my resolve to not give into my dirty old man side.

But once again I gave into my dirty old man side and began to stroke my cock, but this time I imaged I was fucking Chrissie's luscious tits. I was so turned on; it only took seconds before I erupted. As I lay there a while before deciding that fucking her tits needed to be on my wish list.

After cleaning myself up I returned to bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning at work I started to relax a bit when I realized Brad would be home today and I wouldn't have to have another encounter with Chrissie when I got home. Then I sighed as I realized I had invited them to come over to watch football again on Sunday.

So that afternoon when my buddy Stuart stopped by my desk and told me a few folks were going out for drinks after work I quickly agreed to be there. It was the perfect excuse for not going home straight after work.

The evening out was just what I needed. There was a lot of great conversation and lots of laughter and best of all no time to be thinking about Chrissie.

I finally left the bar and got home around midnight. But found it odd that Brad's truck was not in his parking space. I hoped this meant Brad and Chrissie had gone out for the evening.

Instead I found a note taped to my door. I pulled it off and read it.

Hi Sugar

I need to ask you a favor, would you please see me when you get home. No matter how late you get in.

Chrissie

Avoiding her is not going to work and I would be a jerk if I just ignored her note, so what choice do I have? So I stepped across the hall and knocked on her door. First I noticed the peep hole go dark and then heard the door being unlocked.

Chrissie opened the door and was standing there in a short silky pink robe that just barely covered her sex, the robe was trimmed with what looked like black feathers, around her waist was a black velvety belt cinched in a loose knot, her red painted toes where peeking out the front of her black fuzzy bedroom slippers, her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and across her breasts.

She is naked under that robe, I'll lay $100 on it, dirty old man taunted me.

Easy Rick stay calm, you can handle this, remember she is married, nice guy reminded me attempting to bolster my resolve to not have thoughts of jumping her and fucking her brains out.

"What's the favor?" I asked quite gruffly.

"Brad wants me to cook up some fried chicken for lunch Sunday and I need to get to the store tomorrow," she replied before asking, "Would you have time to run me to the store?"

"Why can't Brad take you?" I asked, again quite gruffly.

"Brad isn't home yet, because his truck broke down and he is stuck outside Salt Lake City waiting for it to get repaired. So he won't be home until sometime tomorrow afternoon and we won't really have time to go to the store. So if you could please do me this favor I'm sure my chicken will make up for everything."

"Fine be ready to go at 10 o'clock," was all I could say. I turned towards my door, so as not to have to look at her any longer; also to hide the bulge in my pants that came on so quickly. I was a bit shocked by the strong effect she had on me.

I heard a soft little giggle before hearing her reply "Sure Sugar, I'll be ready, I'm always ready," Her sexual innuendo stabbing me in the back, nearly killing me.

Once in my apartment I collapsed onto the sofa. I was shaking and my cock was begging for some relief.

I decide to go right to bed. As soon as I turned the lights off, dirty old man taunted me, Come on Rick give it a good jerking off, you know you want to, just think of Chrissie in that hot pink robe. This time I was determined to not listen to him.

The next morning I slept in an extra three hours; not getting up until nine. I got up took a quick shower, and had couple of slices of toast.

At exactly ten I opened my front door and immediately noticed Chrissie's door was open. Just then she popped her head in the doorway.

"I'm ready Sugar, just let me grab my bags and we can go," she said. She was looking very hot again, wearing the shortest denim shorts and a yellow halter top that clung to her breasts, leaving little to the imagination.

I waited there until she reappeared and locked her front door. She then surprised me by hooking her arm around mine and we walked arm in arm out to the car, with her jabbering a mile a minute about what I had no idea.

Once we got in the car she suddenly became silent. I was thankful to not have to listen to that honey sweet accent of hers. We were almost to the store when I looked over at her; she had the biggest grin on her face.

"What are you grinning about" I asked her with a tone of annoyance.

"Oh I was just thinking about the look on your face last night. When, I answered the door in my little pink robe. You were so adorable. You must have turned 20 shades of pink," she said before asking, "Did you like my sexy little robe, Sugar?"

I turned right at the last light before the grocery store. Pulled up onto the sidewalk, slammed the car into park and turned the engine off. I turned in my seat to face her, looking straight into her eyes.

My voice rose two octaves "Chrissie you can't be talking to me like that, it's not right," I scolded her as if she were a child.

"Sorry Daddy," she whimpered.

Daddy?...what the hell is up with that? All my frustration was boiling to the surface. So since I had gotten started I figured I might just as well finish. So I continued to scold her "Chrissie you are a beautiful and sexy young woman."

She interrupted me "So you like looking at me don't you Daddy?" she asked in her sweetest little girl voice.

"Yes! But that is not the point, the point is you are a married woman. It is not nice to torment an old fart like me," my voice rising even higher. "Besides Chrissie what if Brad caught you talking like that to me? He would blow a gasket and beat me up or worse beat up both of us," I scolded her.

"So you don't like looking at me Daddy?" she inquired as she started to pout.




Naughty New Neighbors



"I didn't say that Chrissie, you have to try and understand I'm old but I still appreciate a beautiful woman. I still have the desires of a much younger man. I'm old Chrissie, not dead," my voice filled with exasperation. "Do you understand Chrissie why you can't continue acting like this around me?" I pleaded as I let out a big sigh.

"Yes Daddy I understand," her eyes watering up as if she was about to cry.

She looked away from me, lowering her gaze to her lap before saying almost in a whisper, "I'm sorry Daddy, I promise to behave, please don't be mad at me."

I turned back into my seat, started the car and drove the last couple blocks to the store. Chrissie had gone silent and couldn't seem to look at me.

She grabbed a cart and we went inside the store, before she spoke again.

"Rick can you stay with me as I shop?" She added, "I need your help to find stuff I didn't find last time." She still barely looked me in the eye as she spoke, her eyes still near tears.

"Sure Chrissie" I added "It is ok Chrissie I'm not mad at you, so dry your eyes and let's get your shopping done."

"You're not mad?" Her expression instantly turned to one of joy, "Good now I can make lunch for us tomorrow like Brad told me to do."

"Do you like Southern Fried Chicken Rick? How many pieces can you eat? Do you like cornbread? How about corn on the cob do you like that?" She rattled on with more questions, not even giving me a chance to reply to any of her questions. She was literally bouncing up and down with joy.

Damn look at those tits bounce, dirty old man pointed out. I tried not to look, but couldn't help taking a peek.

"Yes I like fried chicken, two maybe three pieces, yes, yes, no, yes, yes" I chuckled.

"Where are the spices Rick? I need some secret ingredients for the chicken," she giggled. Then with a coy smile on her face she asked "What would Daddy like for dessert?"

I just shook my head "Chrissie!"

She cringed, "Oops sorry".

We finished her shopping with Chrissie only speaking to me to ask where to find this or that in the store. An hour later as I made the last turn to come into view of our respective apartments, Chrissie shouted "Brad is home! My honey is home!" She reached to the door handle to open the door. I had to grab her arm to keep her from jumping out of the car before we came to a complete stop.

Once stopped, she was out the door and running to her apartment at full speed, hollering "Brad I'm home baby, I'm home," she hollered before disappearing inside.

Damn did you see her tits bounce? Dirty old man exclaimed.

Oh shut up do you not see she loves her husband, nice guy pointed out.

I got out of the car and opened the tailgate, to get her groceries out. I grabbed the three bags of groceries and was headed to her apartment, when Brad and Chrissie came out the door.

The front of Chrissie's halter top was stuffed down the front of her shorts. It was obvious that Brad had already copped a feel of her pussy and God knows what else before they came outside. I just smiled and handed the bags to Brad.

"Chrissie is going to cook us the best damn lunch tomorrow, while you and I watch the football game. So be prepared to eat the best fried chicken you ever had," Brad exclaimed.

"Looking forward to it," I replied.

I went inside and flipped on the TV, when dirty old man pondered, do you think she is blowing him or are they fucking yet. Wonder if he is doing her doggy?

My nice guy surprised me with, Wonder if they even got the groceries put away.

The rest of the day I just did household chores, cleaning and some laundry, not giving Brad and Chrissie another thought.

Sunday morning there was a knock at the door around 9:45, it was Brad.

"Hey Rick, Chrissie was wondering if it would be ok with you for her to cook over here at your place so she could get to watch some of the game while stuff is cooking?" he asked.

"Sure, tell her to come over and check to see if I have all the things that she needs to cook with, I'll just leave the door open."

"Good deal we will be right over, so turn the game on," Brad said giving me a strange smile that I didn't really understand.

A couple minutes later they came back carrying all the food Chrissie planned to cook, then she asked me if I had this or that and finally told Brad she needed her iron skillet and sent him back to their place to get it.

When Brad returned the game was just getting started, then the two of them came out and sat on the sofa in the same spots as last week.

We just sat and watched the game until just before half time, when Chrissie got up and said, "I guess I best get started on lunch." She headed to the kitchen. For the next twenty minutes or so I could hear the sounds of Chrissie preparing the food for cooking, followed shortly after by the aromas of a tasty meal drifting out into the leaving room.

The morning game had just ended when I decided to stick my nose into the kitchen and see how Chrissie was coming along with our lunch.

Then from right behind me I heard Brad say, "Gotta warn you Rick once you've tasted Chrissie's chicken you will feel like you just got laid."

What the hell, is he going to torture me with more sexual innuendos again today? Nice guy whimpered, that bastard. For once dirty old man had nothing to say.

"Ok guys it's ready! Grab a plate and dig in," Chrissie announced.

As I took my first bite of the fried chicken, I was surprised just how good it tasted and agreed with Brad's earlier warning. I complimented her on how good the chicken tasted. She informed me that it was her grandmother's recipe that made it so good.

I joked, "Does your grandma need a husband?"

Brad shot back with "I tried to warn you Rick, Chrissie's chicken tastes almost as good as her pussy."

He continued speaking but I can't recall what all he said at the moment, I was too stunned by his last comment for anything to register, but I do remember everything had an obvious sexual innuendo to it.

As much as I tried to keep the conversation light and pleasant, Brad seemed to find a way to keep hitting me with innuendo after innuendo. Chrissie didn't say a word, but just looked at me with a sultry smile.

As I finished my meal I proclaimed, "Well Chrissie that has to be the best meal I have had in a very long time, you did a great job...can I help clean up?" I asked.

I nearly fell off my chair at the next words out of Brad's mouth.

"Yeah besides being a great fuck, Chrissie's cooking can make you feel as good as if you just fucked her," Brad said. He then had a huge belly laugh at my expense; he clearly was enjoying my shocked expression.

I sat there stunned, unable to say anything; I looked to Chrissie, my expression pleading with her for what to do or say. A mischievous smile appeared as she said "Tell him Brad."

"Tell me what?" I asked with a tone of total confusion.

"Sorry Rick didn't mean to shock you buddy, but if you will just listen to me and not interrupt I'll clear things up," Brad's expression implied that I should just do as he asked.

All I could do was nod my head.

"Good Rick, you see Chrissie has told me everything that has gone on between you and her while I was off working; all the details about the past two weeks. You're a real stand-up kind of guy aren't you Rick, yes a real gentleman."

I nodded my head yes again, still not able to speak, My mind spinning in circles wondering what Brad was going to say next.

"I'm glad to know that about you Rick because I want to ask a big favor of you and knowing you are a stand-up guy makes it easier for me to ask it, knowing I can trust you," Brad said with a broad smile on his face as he continued "But before I ask my favor, I think you should know a few things.

Dirty old man was beside himself with excitement, fuck yeah he is going to ask us to fuck his wife, I just know it.

Nice guy stammered, no no it can't be that, but what else could it be?

"Rick this may shock you to hear, but Chrissie is what I would call a borderline nympho. By that I mean; if she had her way she'd want to be fucked every day. Plus she has a daddy fetish and right now her fetish is focused on you, you lucky bastard.

She has been nagging the heck out of me about what to do about you refusing to make a move on her no matter what she has done to try and tempt you." Brad's face was unreadable, giving me no clue to whether he was joking or serious.

Hot damn, how great is this? See I told you she wanted to fuck us, do you believe me now? Dirty old man said grinning ear to ear. Nice guy nearly stunned into silence managed to say, I don't fucking believe it, how lucky can we get...I just can't believe it.

Brad patted his knee for Chrissie to come sit on his lap, which she did, putting her arms around his neck and shoulders. "Brad get to the point before he faints dead away," she told him.

"You're right sweetie, so Rick, understand this I love my wife and she loves me, never doubt that ok. I will do anything to keep her happy." His expression was still a poker face of non-emotion.

Oh My God Oh My God, dirty old man and nice guy kept repeating. Neither of them, believing what they heard. I was so stunned I couldn't speak.

"Come on Brad ask him already, quit beating around the bush," Chrissie said sounding a bit annoyed at Brad for taking so long to get to the point.

"Rick, Chrissie and I had a long talk about this yesterday and we agreed that the only way you are ever going to fuck her is if I ask you to."

"So Rick can you be a stand-up guy; a guy I can trust to fuck my wife and treat her right while I am away working?" Brad asked me still expressionless.

Tell him yes damn it, tell him yes before he changes his mind, dirty old man was screaming.

Do it, say yes, you will only kick yourself later if you say no, nice guy advised as well.

"I ah, I ah..." was all I could get out of my mouth.

"Honey I think he is in shock," Chrissie giggled, "He is so adorable," giggling again.

Suddenly a sense of panic slammed me. I was not sure of my ability to perform after having been so many years since I was last with a woman.

She then stood up and came over to me, straddled my lap, leaned in to kiss me. At first I was still too stunned to even react to her lips on mine and her tongue searching to find its way into my mouth. But she seemed undeterred by my lack of response to her kiss. Finally my lips parted ever so slightly, Chrissie's tongue darted in and began to wrestle mine.

My cock hardened directly beneath her. She started to grind her crotch into mine as she wrapped her arms around my head and pressed my mouth harder into hers. I raised my arms but they just flayed about not knowing whether to wrap them around her, to pull her tits into my chest or to reach down and grab her ass.

I heard Brad chuckle from behind her "Damn Rick. How long has it been since you had a hot woman on your lap?"

Chrissie broke our kiss, turned her head towards Brad giving him a glare that could kill "Don't tease him, he just needs time to get used to me."

"Well then I've got to be at work early today, so I will just leave now and let you two get to it." With that he got up and left, not even telling Chrissie goodbye.

The moment I heard the door close, Chrissie turned back to me leaned in and whispered in my ear "We are going to have so much fun Daddy, I'm going to make my Daddy feel so good."

Chrissie took hold of my hand, pulled me up from the sofa. I was still in a daze as she led me to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom she sat down on the corner of the bed, tossing her cell phone to the middle of the bed, before she finally looked up to my panic stricken face. ,

"Oh my god, Sugar are you OK?" she asked with a look of concern. "You don't look so good".

"TELL HER THE TRUTH, YOU GOT NO CHOICE, JUST TELL HER," nice guy screamed at me.

"Chrissie ... I ah, I ah, I have to tell you something, Chrissie I haven't been with a woman in quite a few years and I am scared to death that if you even touch me I will explode in three seconds or less, or worse yet not come at all. Either way you're not going to be happy with me .... and I ah, I ah, will have blown my chance to be with you again." I looked down at my feet, embarrassed at my admissions. Chrissie stood up, lifted my chin so our eyes met.

I saw in her eyes a look of understanding, and I started to relax a little.

"Oh Sugar, didn't you hear me tell Brad that you need time to get used to me?" She asked her smile growing as well as a devilish look in her eyes.

I just nodded my head. She sat back down on the corner of the bed. "So let's see what you got in here for me," she murmured as she touched my thighs and moved her hands slowly up towards my crotch. My legs started to tremble just from her touch, my cock instantly returning again to fully erect in anticipation of her touching me. Then her hand reached my now bulging cock, giving it a small squeeze. "Oh my look what I found, is that all for me Daddy?" She asked coyly.

"Chrissie please remember I'm old and out of practice, so be gentle" I pleaded. Just then it dawned on me that she was dressed exactly the way she was the first time I saw her, even having her hair pulled up in a ponytail.

"Oh Daddy I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to make you feel so good and I just know you're going to do the same for me," as she squeezed my cock a little harder. She started to unbuckle my belt and pull down my zipper, resulting in my shorts dropping to the floor around my ankles and leaving my stiff eight-inch cock pointing up at a 45 degree angle.

She bit her lower lip, and just sat there staring directly at my erect cock without saying a word, for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was just a few seconds. The expression on her face was a look that suggested she was looking at the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She finally looked up to me before saying "Daddy I'm going to touch you, lick you and suck you now like no woman has ever done before, are you ready?" I just nodded my head, I was more than willing to let her lead what happens, at least for now.

She leaned forward, reached around me to grab me by both ass cheeks and then pulled me closer to her, putting my stiff cock just a couple inches from her mouth. She licked her lips, leaned in towards my now throbbing cock, touched her tongue to the base of my erection, and then slowly licked the underside of my cock as she moved up towards to its mushroom head. Once at the top she twirled her tongue around the head, causing me such intense pleasure; I had nearly forgotten just how good this felt.

I closed my eyes and moaned, "Oh God Chrissie, suuuckkk my cockkkk baby, please suck meeeeee".

"Are you sure you are ready for this Daddy?" She asked as she watched me nod again. "Ok but if you need to come, just do it, I want to taste you and I love to swallow." Nice guy whined, I don't believe this is really happening, I must be dreaming.

She wrapped her lips around half my cock, sucking and whipping the head of my cock around with her tongue. Oh fuck yes, COCK you better not fucking come yet, if you do I swear I will kill you, dirty old man threatened.

My eyes were still closed, when my hips got a mind of their own and thrust my cock into her mouth. Open your eyes dumb shit, watch her suck you, you are missing it, dirty old man shouted at me.

I opened my eyes looking down at her, her mouth was even more beautiful with my cock in it than I had fantasized it would be. I tugged at the neck line of her tank top wanting to get a better view of her tits.

She let my cock drop from her mouth "You want to see my titties don't you Daddy?" She asked with a sexy, lustful smile, "Come on help me get this off," as she started to pull her top up and over her head, the only thing I did was to take it from her and throw it on the floor.

Hot damn I knew it I knew it; she has puffy nipples, dirty old man was shouting.

That she does, and those have got to be some of the nicest tits I have ever seen, nice guy remarked.

She cupped her hands under her breasts, shaking them up and down; then squeezed them together. "Do you like my tities Daddy, you want to touch them and suck them don't you?" She asked with a naughty grin.

I stammered, "I-I-I...." Thankfully she could read my thoughts.

"Here Daddy suck on this one," she offered up her left tit as she stood up. I reached for her breasts pushing her hands aside. I let out a soft moan as I bent my head down and wasted no time taking the offered breast it into my mouth. Chrissie lowered her hands and grasped my cock with one hand, my balls with the other, then started stroking me.

My confidence had suddenly shot through the roof. You go buddy, give this gal a fucking she won't soon forget, dirty old man and nice guy cheered in unison. I released her left tit from my hand, continued to revel in the feel of her right breast in my other hand. I moved my hand down her side touching her softly, then reached around to her ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Ooooh Daddy I like that, are you going to spank me too?" she asked jokingly.

I already knew from the few encounters with her the past two weeks, that Chrissie loved to talk and often a mile a minute. So it came as no surprise really that she liked to talk during sex. I just had no idea how naughty she could get.

I felt the warmth of her breath at my ear: "Oh Daddy, you don't want the other one to get jealous do you?" she cooed, before adding, "Does Daddy like sucking his baby girl's titties?"

All I could do was nod my head yes, refusing to release her hard nipple from my mouth.

After a few more seconds I reluctantly released her erect nipple from my mouth; I started to nibble and kiss my way across to her other breast, stopping for just a moment to relish having my face buried in her cleavage. After a few seconds I continued to work my way to her other still soft pink puffy nipple. Finding it I attempted to suck as much of her tit into my mouth as I could and began lashing her nipple with my tongue, much in the same fashion as she had done to the head of my cock just moments before.

Chrissie moaned into my ear, "Oh Daddy that feels so good, please don't stop".

I have no intention of stopping, god I've missed this, dirty old and nice guy concurred.

I had no intention of stopping, nor did I ever want this moment to end, I was already on cloud nine heading to who knows where.

Slowly she moved her hands to my hips and gently nudged me back. At first I wondered why. Why is she pushing me away? I looked at her as she slowly dropped to her knees, having only pushed me back so that there was space enough for her to do so between me and the edge of the bed.

She took my cock back into her hand, then looking past my cock and into my eyes, she said softly, "Daddy I know it has been a long time since you have come for a woman, but I want you to come, no I need you to come for me."

Then a wicked little grin emerged on her face as she said, "Not sure I can swallow all of this big dick, what do you think about me giving it a try?"

"Hell yes Chrissie, go for it," I pleaded while nodding my head vigorously.




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With that she swirled her tongue around my cock head 3-4 times before sinking her mouth two thirds the way down my still quite stiff member, as she moved her hands to my hips just resting them there.

I heard a slight gagging sound come from Chrissie's mouth. Thinking this was as deep as she was going to be able to take me, my hips sprang into action of their own accord, starting to pull out and thrust back into her sweet mouth. Chrissie stiffened her arms and griped my hips firmly, as she began to shake her head from side to side. She looked up into my eyes, her eyes telling me to stay still and let her finish what she had started.

She pressed her mouth slowly forward, another little gag, stayed still for a moment, I assumed so she could become accustomed to the head of my cock at the entrance of her throat. Then she pressed forward again, another gagging sound escaped her throat, she was within an inch of swallowing me whole, then she pressed forward again but rapidly this time, ending with her nose buried in my pubic hairs and her eyes closed.

We both froze in place. Her, I guess, to adjust to the 3-4 inches of my cock down her throat, and me because having never been deep throated before I was a bit afraid if I moved I might hurt her.

Damn we can check off #5 on the list, dirty old man remarked and nice guy chuckled in agreement.

She moved her hands from my hips around to my ass cheeks, just resting there only slightly gripping them. She then gave me a small slap on my ass, moving her head ever so slightly releasing maybe only a half inch of my cock. She gave me another slap, looked up at me her eyes seemingly saying, come on, fuck my face. So I pulled out an inch and slowly pressed back into her, still concerned I might hurt her.

She then slapped me harder this time with both hands; she pulled her head back allowing two, maybe three inches of my cock to slip out of her mouth. She then shocked me a bit grasping my ass firmly pulling me towards her, as she pressed my cock back down her throat.

Damn she likes it, go for it buddy, dirty old man remarked cheering me on. I began to increase the rate of my thrusts into her mouth, faster, harder. Her slaps and pulls of my ass towards her matching mine in intensity.

I could feel my sperm building up deep inside my balls, God I didn't think I could last much longer before I would erupt. I started to slow my pace wanting to delay exploding into her mouth just a little longer. When she surprised me once again, taking my left hand, she moved it to the top of her head, urging me to take hold of her ponytail.

The light bulb went on and I knew what she wanted, her eyes telling me everything I needed to know. She started squeezing her tits and she got a smile on her face (if that is even possible with her mouth filled of cock). I stood still, no longer thrusting my pelvis at her; instead I used her ponytail to drag her mouth off my cock and used it again to force her mouth down until she bumped her nose against my crotch.

Just 20-30 seconds of fucking her face like this and I was nearly there, I was going to come soon and expected it was going to be massive.

"OOhhh God Chrissieeeeeeeeeeee I'm cooooming baby, open your mooouuth, open yoooour mouth," I pleaded, as I tried to extract my cock from her mouth. Chrissie sucked harder, her cheeks collapsing inward, causing an audible popping sound as the head of my cock finally escaped the grip of her lips.

She opened wide just in time for the first thick rope of cum, to shoot clear to the back of her mouth hitting her tonsils. She gagged a little, obviously trying to keep from swallowing just yet, instead wanting to have all my cum pool in her mouth to show me once I was done. I erupted a second time, then a third, the last not quite reaching her mouth, but instead hitting her lower lip and chin.

Completely spent I closed my eyes, tilting my head back I mumbled, "Thank you Chrissie, thank you so much." At that moment she pinched my leg. "What the hell Chrissie?" I exclaimed as I looked down at her.

Her eyes gave me an instant answer I just took your load in my mouth, now look at me, her eyes said. She dragged a finger from the bottom of her chin up to her now slightly open mouth, pushing the remnants of cum from her chin to between her lips to join the rest of my cum. Leaving her finger lingering in her mouth, giving it a little suck, her seductive smile morphed to the proverbial grin of a cat that just ate the canary.

"You are so naughty Chrissie" I declared, my heart starting to pound, as I hoped she would fulfill my next wish. As if she was reading my mind, she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue so I could see the large pool of cum covering her tongue. She began to stir it around with her finger.

Dirty old man nearly went nuts exclaiming She did #1 and #2 on the wish list, damn that is so hot.

I uttered a low moan loving the sight before me; my moan seemed to encourage her to get even naughtier, as she pulled back her tongue, puckered her lips, letting some cum leak part way down her chin, before sucking it back into her mouth.

After a couple more minutes of teasing me, no make that torturing me, she made a show of swallowing, "All gone Daddy, see!" She opened her mouth, extended her tongue as proof that it was true. "Wow that was a big load and so tasty Daddy, do I get more later?" She queried giving me a naughty smile.

"Do you really want more you naughty girl?" I retorted before adding, "and where would you like Daddy to put it?"

"Oh I think we both know where I want it Daddy," she giggled reaching for my now flaccid cock. "Just gotta get this softy back in shape first," giggling again as she began to play with me. She reached under my t-shirt with her other hand, and started rubbing my belly. "Love your hairy chest Daddy, but I'm going to have to fuck some of this belly off you," she said with a mischievous smile.

I felt my face warm as I blushed and then silently cursed myself for not having kept myself in better shape, "I hope so Chrissie, I hope so," was all I could think to say, as she took my member into her mouth and began punching it around with her tongue, much like a boxer working the speed bag.

Damn she is one talented cock-sucker, dirty old man and nice guy agreed. Oh yes she is that, damn that feels good, my own thoughts added in my two cents.

Instantly my cock started to stiffen in response to Chrissie's ministrations. I hurried to remove my shirt and glasses, tossing them somewhere, not really caring where.

"I'm impressed Daddy, that didn't take long, looks to me like you're ready to give me the fucking I've been waiting for," she gushed in a sexy tone, as she stood up again. She didn't let go of my cock, as she started to tug down her shorts with her other hand. Eventually her shorts dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them. Realizing my own shorts were still at my feet, I stepped out of mine also.

"Ready?" she questioned me, her expression one of total lust now.

"Yes, I am soooo ready," my own lust matching the lust on her face.

I placed my hands on her shoulders giving her a playful, but forceful shove resulting in her landing on her back at the edge of the bed, bumping her head on her cell phone.

"Ouch" she said as she grabbed the phone and tossed it aside and then scrambled to move back further onto the bed, to give me room to crawl between her spread legs. I suddenly was struck stupid, frozen in place, unable to tear my eyes away from the most perfect camel toe pussy I had ever seen.

Chrissie was on her back, knees raised, feet flat on the bed, and legs spread wide. She had a small patch of downy soft blond pubic hair just a quarter inch from where her clit was hiding at the top of what appeared to be a very wet slit separating her pussy lips, the rest of her looking as if recently shaved. To me her pussy looked like the gates to heaven and I was ready to fall to my knees to worship there.

I knew it, I was right she is a real blonde, no phony blonde wannabe, dirty old man pointed out. As if I cared at this point.

"Daddy!" I heard her say, breaking my daze, I looked up to see her wiggling her finger at me, beckoning me to come to her, "You want this don't you Daddy, I'm ready, God I'm so ready, come fuck your little girl Daddy." Her voice was low and sultry.

I began to crawl onto the bed and towards the heaven between her legs, that being my goal. As my gaze passed over her little tuft of hair, I saw she had a tattoo, it was some sort of writing, but I couldn't make out what it said without my glasses. I stopped there for a moment, again mesmerized with how fucking hot her pussy looked.

Give her a good licking...it's only fair she gave you oral.... fair is fair, nice guy advised. Oh yeah, find her clit and drive her crazy, just like the old days, dirty old man concurred.

An aroma of sweet perfume drifted up to my nostrils, Is it perfume or could she really smell that good, I thought. I bent my face closer, my tongue out with intentions of tasting her, knowing that her pussy just had to be the best tasting I ever had or would ever have.

Suddenly I felt her grab the hair at the top of my head, pulling my face up to meet her gaze. "Let's save that for later Daddy, I'm wet, so fucking wet, I'm so ready, come on take me now, fuck me Daddy, fuck me," her voice filled with urgency.

As my face appeared directly above hers, she reach down between us, grasped my cock, she started rubbing its head up and down between her soaking wet pussy lips, before finally pulling the head just inside her.

"Come on Daddy take me, fill me with your big hard cock, I've waited two fucking weeks for this, give it to me now, fuck me you dirty old man," her voice even more urgent than a moment ago.

I watched as she bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and arched her head back, her breasts bumping my chest as her shoulders lifted off the bed. "Ooooooooohh fuck yesssssssssss," she moaned as she opened her eyes and collapsed back on the bed. "God Rick I so fucking loooooooove how it feels the first time a guy shoves his cock in my cunt, its soooo fucking goooodd, fuck me Rick, NOW!" she ordered.

I was just getting a good rhythm going when her phone rang with a unique ring tone I'd never heard before.

"SON-OF-A-BITCH," she swore, "so sorry Daddy it's Brad, I have to answer it. You just keep going, I'll catch up with you I promise." She truly looked annoyed by the interruption.

What the fuck, is she really going to answer the phone? Both dirty old man and nice guy grumbled.

She reached out her hand to search for the phone, finding it she put it to her ear. "Hey Honey glad you called ... yeah just now you are interrupting us... Brad wants to talk to you," she held the phone up to my ear.

What the fuck, now, he fucking wants to talk to me now, what an asshole, I got no time for talking right now, I screamed in my head.

"Hey Rick are you enjoying fucking my wife? .... No need to answer, of course you are ... so I need to ask you another favor ... See if you can persuade her to let you fuck her ass ... she has always wanted to try it, but too afraid to let me ... so break her in for me if you can ... can't wait to see you bang her ... gotta go, my truck is loaded and they want me to get the out of the way of the loading dock so someone else can get in." There was not even the slightest tone of jealously or concern in his voice as he hung up, instead he sounded calm and as if my fucking his wife was as routine as getting out of bed each morning.

Damn we can sure use that information to our advantage later...did he say what I think he said, he wants to watch us bang his wife ... hot damn, that will be a true red letter day, dirty old man gloated.

Chrissie pulled the phone back to her ear "Brad you still there?"

"He hung up," I answered her, my expression showing my annoyance at having been interrupted.

"I'm so sorry Sugar, he just wanted to know if you had fucked me yet. "Now where were we, oh yeah you were just getting started fucking me silly," she giggled as she locked her legs around my ass, pulled me down on top of her, our mouths meeting for some serious tongue wrestling, her arms wrapped around my head.

Chrissie started to thrust her hips and a couple seconds later we were matching each other's thrusts, as if we had done this a thousand times before. Each time my pelvis met her clit in its protective little cave, she moaned into my mouth, exciting me all the more.

Finally she broke the kiss, I was grateful to be able to breathe again, my heart was pounding and my breathing was erratic. Not being used to excreting this much energy in a very long time; I needed as much air as I could suck in.

"Oh yeesssss Daddy, fuck me just like thaaaaaaaaaat, right there Daddy, oh god yessss right thereeee! you're going to make me coooome Daddyyyyy," she moaned in my ear.

Her screams and moans were about to push me over the edge, I could feel my scrotum tightening, signaling the dam was about to break. I rose up breaking away from her arms clinging to my head and shoulders. Like a man possessed, I pried her legs from around my ass, to over my shoulders; I pressed her legs back towards her shoulders, bringing nearly all my weight to bare, I was in effect pinning her to the bed, as I began fucking her as hard and fast as I could.

Chrissie cupped my face in both hands, turning my face to meet hers. "That's it Daaaaaddy pin meeeeee to the bed and fuuuuck meee you dirty old mannnnnn...make meee cooome, make mmeeeeeee cooome!" she screamed.

That was it, I couldn't hold it back any longer, my cock was screaming for release. We both screamed "I'mmmmm Coooming ... I'm cooominggg!" Our cries were so loud I was sure my upstairs neighbor would hear us. I slammed into her one last time, my entire body stiffening, as I felt stream after stream of cum, shooting into her hot wet pussy.

I was momentarily unable to move as I felt the walls of her pussy flexing and contracting rapidly, attempting to pump me dry. I raised my head just enough to glance in the mirror over the head board, I saw Chrissie's toes curling and her legs trembling slightly.

We did it, made her orgasm, we still got it, way to go buddy, dirty old man congratulated me. Not bad for an old fart, nice guy ribbed me.

I rose up straighter, allowing Chrissie's legs to drop to each side of me and started to move off her. In a flash her legs wrapped around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back, keeping me from moving anywhere.

"Don't you even dare think about pulling that cock out of me, you dirty old man," she half teased and half demand. That was fine with me; both of us were still coming down from our orgasms and waiting for our breathing to return to normal. I then noticed just how sexy she looked laying there, her tits still heaving slightly. I was able for the first time to really pay notice to what a wonderful sight my cock was inside of her pussy was.

When this all started my confidence was like a pile of lose bricks scattered all around by doubt, as we increased our intimacy the bricks started to form a wall and now looking at her my confidence resembled a concrete wall, I had no doubts; I knew I could pleasure her as I had other women, when I was a much younger man.

I just knelt there between her legs, with the biggest shit eating grin on my face, savoring the moment.

"Oh Daddy, I should have asked you to go easy on me, instead of the other way around," she giggled before adding "hell if I had known you would fuck me this good, I would have jumped your bones that first day, instead of wasting so much time trying to get you to jump me." She giggled even harder now. My confidence now a concrete wall, hearing her words started to inflate my male ego.

Easy now, we just got past step one, I'm sure she has lots more in store for us, need to take some control and set a pace we can maintain, nice guy warned.

"Hummm wonder if you like the same things as Brad?" She asked as if I should know what her husband liked.

"I have no idea, maybe I do and maybe I don't. Why don't you tell me," I answered rather curtly, rather annoyed that her husband's name was mentioned.

"Well after he fucks me, Brad likes to just sit and wait for his cum to leak out of me, it turns him on the big pervert. Then he either feeds it to me or has me feed myself," she laughed before she questioned "Would you like that Daddy ... I know Brad is going to love seeing your cum leak out of me, we have to be sure to show him," she stated as if this was no big deal.

What the fuck!! she said it again, did you hear her this time, she clearly implied Brad wants to watch you fuck her, he even said as much when he talked to you on the phone, do you think they are serious, dirty old man babbled before going into some excited nonsense about the ultimate number one fantasy.

A sense of excitement filled me at the thought of Brad watching me fucking Chrissie. But it only lasted briefly, before a sense of panic set in. I had heard stories of guys offering up their wives to another guy in a threesome, when what they really wanted was for the guy to have sex with them also and for sure I wasn't going there no matter how good a fuck Chrissie was.

Thankfully nice guy spoke up with some sound advice, You've got to ask her point blank to explain, you got no time to play games, you got to ask her, if you don't you are a fool. I acted on nice guy's sound advice.

"What did you mean? When you said Brad will love to see my cum leak out of you," my voice raising an octave and with a tone of annoyance.

Chrissie cringed "Oops did he forget to tell you," she whimpered, her expression obvious that she was uneasy about answering my question.

"Oh Daddy I'm leaking, you want to feed me?" she asked her voice sweet and seductive, clearly hoping to distract me to avoid answering me.

I just gave her a stern look that hopefully expressed that I wanted her to answer my question. She reached her hand down to her pussy, picking up some cum on two fingers. She slowly lifted her hand to her mouth, licked her fingers barely touching them with her tongue, before taking them in her mouth sucking them as she gave out a little moaning sound. It was oh so fucking hot. I was mesmerized as I watched her repeat the sequence of motions a second time and third time. "Oh yeah, Daddy we taste so yummy," she declared as she smacked her lips.

"Soooooo Daddy did you like that?" She cooed before glancing between my legs to witness my cock saluting her fine performance.

"Oh yeah you liked it," she giggled as she took hold of my cock with both hands, stroking it at a nice even pace.

I was not surprised my cock was in the condition it was in, as I quickly realized her little show for me, should have made my wish list. Nice guy pressed, Keep her on the hook, and get answers.

I hit her with a barrage of questions. "So Brad likes to watch other men fuck you? ... How many guys has he watched fuck you? ... Do you like him to watch, do you get off on it? ... So what exactly happens when he watches? ... Does he like to join in? ... If he tries to touch me you will end up with a eunuch for a husband, I don't swing that way," my voice clearly agitated. I knew my outburst could possibly put a quick end to my getting to fuck Chrissie ever again, but silently prayed it wouldn't.




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Chrissie appeared to relax "Oh Sugar you don't need to worry Brad isn't BI, if that is what has you freaked out, he just sits and watches nothing more and yes I do get turned on by him watching me be a little slut ... As for other guys, it has been just two, one guy once and 4-5 times with Daddy Greg back in Atlanta."

I remained silent, processing her answers and trying to decide if I needed to ask her more questions.

"Are you going to be ok with this Rick?" she pleaded, before trying to persuade me with logic. "Only fair you do this for Brad, since he has given you permission to fuck me. Plus I sure would hate to miss out on the fucks he gives me afterwards and I would be very disappointed to have to give you up as a lover, because of this. Besides it's not like it will be every weekend, just every once in a while." She looked at me giving me her best pouty face.

Her answers relieved most of my panic, to the point I was willing to risk having a problem with Brad.

Dirty old man chimed in, what's the worst that can happen, we fuck for the next four nights and if Brad gets out of line, then at least we had her five nights in a row.

I started my response with "Sorry Chrissie," I paused for affect as she started to bite the corner of her bottom lip, her expression showing concern that I was going to walk away from the sweetest deal anyone had ever offered me.

I started to grin from ear to ear "What? Do I look like I'm crazy ... You just caught me off guard is all, a heads up earlier would have been a better time to hit me with this."

Chrissie bolted up, her eyes wide, mouth open, resembling a child that just got a look at all the presents under the tree Christmas morning. She smothered me in kisses and started talking a hundred miles an hour, with no room for me to get a word in edge wise.

"Oh Daddy you just made me one happy naughty daughter, we are going to have so much fucking fun. Brad's been teasing me since I told him I wanted to fuck you, that you would be a one and done type guy that we would never get past a blow job. Well we will wipe that grin right off his face, by Saturday we will be fucking each other like porn stars."

I slapped her on the ass, "Turn over I want to fuck you doggy," I said somewhat demanding, my cock still rock hard and wanting her again. She giggled as she flopped back onto her back, and began to roll over to get in position. As she was turning over with a sexy, seductive tone "Oh yes Daddy, anything you want, I love doggy, fuck your naughty daughter again, show me how much you love fucking my cunt."

Does she mean it, that she will do anything you want, do you think she will let you fuck her ass? Dirty old man was now in a frenzy of total lust and urging, pleading with me to go for the trifecta by fucking her ass.

I moved up close between her legs and pressed my cock head to her kitty, only to feel some resistance to me penetrating her, too much talk and not enough play had left her dry. I reached between her legs and started to rub her love button with my finger, while sliding my thumb up and down between her labia, my intention to stimulate some wetness. Chrissie groaned "Damn you Daddy don't tease me, fuck me, fuck me now."

I moved back between her legs, barely touching my cock to the entrance into her kitty, when Chrissie thrust back impaling my cock deep inside her. She let out a long moan "Oooooooh fuccck yesssss, that's it you got me, now fuuucckkkkk meeeeeeeeee!" It took just seconds for us to achieve a nice steady pace, her thrusts matching my own perfectly, each thrust ending with the hot sound of her ass cheeks slapping against me.

Chrissie then moved her hands up to the head board, first shoving the clock/radio to the side. This gave me a perfect view peeking over her shoulder to see her tits swaying about in the mirror over the head board as our thrusts collided. Damn it was so hot seeing her tits move like that, I could feel my next load building, my balls were heating up.

Then I noticed Chrissie turn her head slightly to the right, but she wasn't trying to look back at me, it took a moment before I realized what she was doing. She was watching us fucking in the mirrored closet doors.

Damn I forgot about those mirrors, as I turned my gaze to the mirrors, I noticed Chrissie had an expression of pure contentment; she was really enjoying watching me fuck her, not having spoken a word in over five minutes. I smacked her on the ass, "you are such a naughty daughter letting your Daddy fuck you."

"Oh yes Daddy I'm a bad girl I should be spanked," looking at me in the mirror with a devilish grin.

I needed no further encouragement, I began swatting her ass cheeks alternating my target between each slap, turning them a nice bright pink in no time. Chrissie let out a moan each time my hand made contact, after another dozen swats of her ass literally glowed bright red and heat radiated from her ass cheeks.

Now I have to admit, that all this daddy daughter role play had kept me turned on and I was enjoying it. But she really surprised me with the next words out of her mouth.

"Oh yes Daddy spank your little girls ass, talk dirty to me, call me names, tell me what you want to do to me, wwwhaaat you want me to do to you, tell me how much you love fucking me Daddy, make me your slut, your whore," her tone begging me to fulfill her requests.

I nearly froze, damn what do I do? I've never done anything more than tell a gal I was going to fuck her before ... can I do this? My thoughts were racing.

When dirty old man chimed in, sure you can we have fantasized about this millions of times, just do it, she wants it, do it.

"Daddy!" she shook me out of my momentary daze. It was time now to either sink or swim, I choose to swim.

"You like the way Daddy is fucking you, don't you? You nasty little slut," my words shocked me, having only fantasized about saying such things, but never having ever done so.

"Oh yes, I love how you fuck me Daddy...I love being Daddy's whore, his cocksucker, his nasty daughter...please Daddy don't stop fucking me." Chrissie whimpered.

Time to heat it up a notch, finger her ass, dirty old man hissed. I took his advice, I moved the palm of my right hand to rest on her tail bone, and slid my thumb down the crack of her ass, at first my thumb just grazing her back door lightly. No reaction, so I increased the pressure of my thumb as I circled her tight little pink rosebud. She reacted with a sudden gasp for air, she began grinding herself into my crotch and thumb, bucking her ass wildly. No matter how much she moved I was determined to maintain pressure on her back door, until either she demanded I stop or I managed to slip inside.

Chrissie moaned. "Oooh fuck yes, fuck yessss Daaaddyyyy," she cried as she continued to buck wildly, her ponytail whipping about like a horse in full gallop. She turned her head to look back at me, slowing down as she reached for my hand, pulling it away from her ass, moving it to her right tit.

The look in her eyes spoke volumes, that feels so good, I want to do it, I really do, but I'm scared, please understand.

"You told Daddy you would do anything I want, did you lie to Daddy?" I questioned her. "Daddy wants to fuck his naughty daughter's ass and make her his whore daughter...you want that too don't you Chrissie?" As I resumed fucking her slowly.

"Daddy I didn't lie...I'm just scared...I'm a virgin back there Daddy, I'm afraid it will hurt," the look in her eyes genuinely full of trepidation. Chrissie pleaded, "If you will take time to prepare me properly Daddy my ass is yours, but just not tonight Daddy I beg you, not tonight please!"

Give her a break can't you see she is really frightened? Nice guy pleaded her case. Dirty old man reluctantly agreed, Ok but make sure she understands her ass is yours before the end of the week.

"I'm going to hold you to that promise my little slut...Daddy will prepare you for your first ass fuck and when I am done fucking your ass, you will be begging Daddy to fuck your ass again and again."

"Oh Daddy thank you...fuck me, fuck me hard Daddy," she suddenly was relaxed, after the reprieve I had granted her ass and she began to buck her ass wildly, as I thrust into her harder.

Within seconds I could sense she was near the edge and I was just seconds behind her, but sure I would out last her, this would be my third load of the day and it would take a lot more to push me over the edge of the cliff.

"Since Daddy isn't getting your ass tonight, Daddy is going to come on his little girl's face instead," I demanded.

"Oh yes Daddy come on your slut's face, shower my face with your hot cum Daddyyyyy... I'm fuuccccking commmmming!" her back arched and her entire body shook from the spasms of her orgasm.

I pulled out of her, sprung to my feet in the middle of the bed shouting "Now slut, now."

She knew instinctively what I wanted, quickly turned to face me, remaining on her knees, head thrown back and mouth open. I feverishly stroked my cock, attempting to force a release, a release I desperately wanted. Without even time for me to warn her, I exploded. It was just two small squirts (hell this is my third one today, damn good for an old fart like me) that hit the bridge of her nose, a little dripping down to the corner of her left eye. She let out a little shriek the second my cum contacted her face.

We can cross off #3 buddy, we can do better next time, dirty old man gloated.

Chrissie opened her right eye, looked up at me, gave me a naughty smile, as she pushed my hand away from my cock, grabbing it, and then taking it into her mouth. She sucked me hard, making sure she got every last drop. She then continued to suck as she moved back stretching my cock, until she had just the head between her lips. She stretched me more until the head was released with an audible popping sound.

My cock dangled in her hand, deflated, lifeless. I knew without a doubt I was done and no amount of foreplay was going to change that, not until after a few hours rest.

"Damn Daddy you fucked the hell out of me ... I'm going to love being your slut," she said as she licked her lips looking so naughty and so damn sexy.

She grabbed my wrist, tugging me to my knees and into a long passionate kiss. We toppled over onto the bed, Chrissie laying her head on my shoulder and one leg draped over my waist, the softness of her inner thigh just touching my privates. Damn it felt good. Not moving just cuddling there as we both drifted to sleep, but not before hearing dirty old man gloating, Chrissie you ass is going to be mine, soon very soon. Oh yeah it sure as hell is, nice guy agreed.

THE END FOR NOW

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