Gary guided me to the side of his bed, and pressed me down so that my face was against the covers, my hamstrings stretching as my ass jutted into the air. I heard him removing his clothes, and then the snapping sound of something opening. He carefully pulled my g-string to one side, and then I jumped in shock as something cold was drizzled directly onto my asshole.
Gary chuckled. "As juicy as you look, I think a little bit of lube is in order, don't you, Jane?"
Not waiting for a response, he began rubbing it around between my cheeks with one finger, and I groaned helplessly at the pleasure of having my ass played with. When he suddenly probed into my asshole several times with his finger, I trembled, and felt my cock begin leaking pre-cum. I hoped I wouldn't blow my load before he'd even begun. I snuck a look behind me, and saw Gary smearing the lubricant onto his cock - I'd forgotten just how big it was, and I felt a sudden stab of fear - he was easily larger than the little dildos I'd previous played with, and I shrank my hips away involuntarily. But it was too late for that.
Gary peeled down my g-string, leaving my wettened asshole exposed, and then gripped my left hip with one hand. I felt him step close in behind me, then the obscene pressure of his engorged cock head pressing against me. He used his other hand to guide it to my anus, and I yelped as he started to force himself into me.
How can I describe this? It was painful, and yet thrilling. It seemed he would never fit into my tiny hole, but nonetheless it slowly began to stretch as the lubricant did its work. With relentless, slow pressure, he pressed harded and harder, and my asshole stretched painfully. I began to panic that it might tear, but then just as I was about to scream for him to stop, there was a blissful release as the head of his cock popped through my sphincter muscles, and Gary grunted in satisfaction. He pressed me down onto the bed, pushing harder again as his meatpole started sliding deeper into my ass. I bit down on one fist, half in agony and half in ecstasy - it seemed that his enormous cock wouldn't stop until it reached my stomach. Then finally Gary was all the way in, and he was on top of me, his groin pressed right up against my ass.
"Oh, oh, oh" I whimpered quietly, and he chuckled again.
"Shuffle up a little," he said, and together we awkwardly lifted my hips so I could move more fully onto the bed.
"Good," he said, "and now I want to fuck you - hard".
Then Gary began to do just that, first pulling his huge cock slowly back out of my ass, then grinding it just as deliberately back in, gradually picking up a rythym as I grunted and sweated beneath him. I felt an incredible rush of pleasure every time his shaft drove up into me; I felt full to the brim, and started to press my ass back to take as much of it in me as possible. Soon, he pulled me up onto my hands and knees for even better access, splaying my ass
cheeks open and gripping a fistful of my hair with one hand for leverage. I was beyond caring now, and I loudly moaned and begged him to keep fucking me, to fuck me deep in my ass, that I wanted him to come right inside of me. I grabbed wildly at my crotch, and without even stroking myself, I felt my own orgasm ripping through me. I exploded onto the bed sheets, ropes of come spattering everywhere, and so utterly consumed that I felt my legs shaking involuntarily and my asshole clenching in time with the spurts of cum.
"Oh my GOD!" shouted Gary, as he felt my asshole gripping itself onto his cock. To my surprise, he reached down and turned my head to one side, and brought his mouth down to kiss me. I responded eagerly, my mouth crushing against this, and our tongues slathering at each other, as he drove his cock faster in and out of my ass. Then he pulled his head back, nearing his climax, and I knew he was about to fill me with his cum.
Gary's hips slammed up against my ass a final time, and I fancied I could almost feel the hot cum spurting up inside my bowels and he jammed tightly against me. We stayed locked together like that for what seemed like minutes, then he carefully withdrew, sliding out and leaving my ass feeling empty and gaping.
I felt a small trickle of liquid running down onto my balls - whether semen or sweat, it was impossible to tell.
Gary rolled off me, and I lay there on his bed, breathing hard. My stomach was now glued to the bedsheets with my own sticky cum, my stockings were sopping wet with our combined sweat, and my g-string was hanging lewdly round one ankle. My ass, meanwhile, felt open and ravaged, and I marvelled to think that deep up inside me there was a huge wad of another man's cum.
For now, my broader problems were farthest from my mind, and I simply lay there, face down, and enjoyed the feeling.
Caught by Neighbour Ch. 03
- 1 -
When I woke up, I momentarily had no idea where I was. It was dark, apart from the blue glow of a clock radio, and I could hear deep breathing. With a start, I realised that I'd fallen asleep in Gary's bed. I took stock of the situation quietly. I was still dressed up in lingerie, and my bra was digging into my chest painfully. At some point I must have pulled my g-string back up, though it did little to cover up my hairless, naked cock and balls. Next to me, Gary was lying naked on his back, fast asleep. I couldn't tell what time it was without moving, and I didn't want to risk waking him up. What to do?! Could I sneak out and go home without him noticing? Was it still the same evening? I had no idea.
I noticed there was a strange feeling in my ass, and I gently crept a hand down there, only to feel a mixture of crusty dried semen on my ass cheeks and g-string, as well as a fresher, wet, sticky mess that still seemed to be leaking out of my hole. Gary must have pumped a serious load of cum into me. As I thought about this, I u*********sly rubbed the cum around with my fingers, and then without thinking, brought them up to my mouth to taste it. It had a pungent taste, but not completely unpleasant. I felt a swelling in my crotch, and realised I was enjoying the sensation of tasting the cum that had leaked out of my ass. Rather than feeling ashamed, I felt extremely turned on by it. I couldn't help smiling to myself as I pictured the evening's events, and Gary ploughing his huge cock up into my ass as if I really was a sexy woman he'd brought home to bed.
I looked over, and admired his sleeping form in the soft blue light. Stretched out on the bed, his stomach looked hard and muscular, and even while flaccid it was obvious he had a serious package downstairs. I lay there, half wanting to run away, and half wanting to reach out and touch him. After a few minutes, I realised I had stopped thinking about the first option altogether. Well, why not? I tentatively crept one hand out, and then stopped. If it were me, I thought, what would I really like to wake up to? I grinned to myself, and got very carefully onto all fours, turned around, and lowered my face carefully down over his groin.
As I did this, movement caught my eye, and I noticed a mirror in the open wardrobe, which I didn't recall being open before. By positioning myself carefully, I was able to look directly into it, and see my own face, well shadowed, and the bra straps across my shoulders, as I lowered my head and stretched out my tongue. I touched it very, very lightly onto the head of his cock, and then gently kissed it a number of times, before starting to suck lightly on the tip. I was rewarded with a gentle swelling, and I looked up into the mirror to watch myself take the head inside my mouth. I wished I could also see what I looked like from behind, with my cum-smeared, g-string clad ass propped up in the air for anyone to take advantage of. I had a huge hard-on myself now, and Gary began to stir as I experimentally lowered my head right down and tried to deep throat him. I couldn't get more than two thirds of his shaft in my mouth without gagging!
I turned my head slightly and saw that he had opened his eyes and was looking at me, not saying anything. I felt a sudden thrill - here we were, me dressed in sexy, spoiled lingerie, in his bedroom in the dark, where nobody would ever see what was going on. It felt like the first time I'd been laid, all over again - only now I was the girl. I touched my oozing ass again, and then, taking control, I got up on my knees, turning my back on Gary so that my ass was facing him, and carefully straddled his groin. He still didn't say a word, but gripped me lightly by the hips as I got into position. I held his cock with one hand, feeling my own saliva coating it, and drooled another large wad of spit onto my fist. I let his cock slide through my fist, marveling at how red hot and slippery it had become. Then I carefully guided it up between my cheeks. I pulled the g-string to one side, and mounted him. This time, the mess of saliva plus the cum in my ass helped him slide into me with far less resistance, and I pressed down until my ass cheeks came to rest against his stomach and groin. He groaned appreciately, and I looked to one side to see myself in the mirror again. I liked what I saw - in the faint light it was hard to tell that the slim figure straddling Gary was another man; I might almost have been a shapely woman with flat chest and short hair. Except of course for the huge tent in the front of my groin!
The feeling of his huge rod up my ass was amazing. It felt as it it was poking right up into my stomach, making me feel slightly sick. I began to gently rock myself back and forth, feeling the g-string catching on his cock and scr****g back and forth. I stretched for
ward and gripped his shins, giving me more leverage to fuck myself back and forth. Soon he was helping in the process, guiding my hips and grunting quietly, and within minutes, I felt him starting to tremble before he bucked his hips and blew another load of cum up inside of me. Before he could soften, I grabbed my own cock through my underwear and quickly jacked myself to a ferocious orgasm too, the cum blasting out through the filmy front of the g-string and coating my fingers. I turned to look at him, biting my finger and smiling shyly in my best impression of a naughty girl, and he laughed out loud. I knew then that whatever ideas I'd had about extracting myself from this situation had fled. In fact, I wanted more.
- 2 -
I woke the next morning to find that Gary had got up and dressed himself for work, leaving me curled up in the bed. He walked in and looked at me.
"Well that was some evening, hey Jane?"
"You said it," I smiled, stretching out before an uncomfortable sensation made me realise my cheeks were literally stuck together with dried cum.
"I have to go to work," he said. "You can go home."
I felt disappointed! "I don't think I can go in to work today," I said, "I think I'll just head over to my place. You don't, um, have some clothes I could borrow do you?"