The Neighbor [The Complete Collection] (13 page)

—See what? Luke said.

—You know what, she said, indicating his crotch.

—You sure? I don’t want to be accused of holding you here against your will.

—Just shut up and show me the goods, she said, as mischievously as possible.

She wasn’t sure if it was the drink or the nature of the situation but it was almost as if another person had taken control of her. This didn’t sound like her at all. She sounded like some new woman, a woman who wanted to fuck this beautiful hunk of a man. She sounded like a slut.

Luke wasted no time opening his belt and his jeans and pulling out the longest, thickest, most beautifully proportioned example of manhood Janey had ever seen in her life.

—Is that it? she said, teasingly.

V

L
UKE SMILED AT HER.
He wasn’t used to being teased this way. He was probably a lot more familiar with women who wanted to throw themselves at his feet. Janey was determined not to be one of those women. If she was going to do this then the only reason was to get even with Ben. She wasn’t throwing herself at Luke. She was getting even. And besides, Luke was the one who’d admitted noticing her at the Christmas party.

She stepped over him, straddling him on the armchair. The skirt of her dress was just touching his thighs. She was a few inches in front of him. Luke looked surprised, shocked almost. He’d been expecting her to leave the room.

—Go on, she said to him. Take a peek.

He looked up at her uncertainly. Then down at the skirt of her little dress.

—Don’t be shy, she said.

Luke touched the lacy hem of the dress. Janey breathed in. She knew she looked good under that skirt. It went about halfway down her thighs. She wasn’t wearing any tights and her legs were nicely tanned, shaved and moisturized. She had on a sexy, black g-string under the dress. This lucky guy, who’d had a crush on her since at least last Christmas, was in for a treat.

He lifted up the skirt slightly, revealing the tiny front of her g-string.

—Jesus, he said. You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.

—What do you see? she said.

She wanted to hear him describe it. She wanted to know what she looked like from his perspective.

—Well, he said, hesitantly. I can see you’re in good shape. You take care of yourself. Your skin is smooth, sleek, flawless. You have fine taste in underwear, you don’t buy the cheapest thing in the store.

—I’m not filling in a resume, Luke. I’m not interested in what you can tell
about
me. I want to know what you can
see
.

—Ok, I see the front of your panties.

—What color are they?

—They’re black. Lace. The lace is thin, translucent. I can almost see the pouting lips of your vagina beneath them. The skin is golden, like beautifully varnished wood.

Janey smiled. She loved hearing her own body being described in such terms. She moved closer, pushing her vagina closer to Luke’s face. She got so close she could feel the warmth of his breath on her inner thighs.

—Taste it, she said.

Instantly he leaned forward and grabbed her butt with his hands, pressing his strong fingers into the soft, supple flesh of her buttocks.

—No hands, she said.

His hands dropped to the side of the chair. She lifted the skirt high up so that it could cover his head. She rested it on his head. Then she felt his tongue reach out and press against the front of her panties. He pushed against her vagina through the lace, pressing her as if his tongue was a finger pushing a button. He licked the lace and tried to move his tongue so that she could feel what he was doing through the underwear. His tongue played along the edge of the fabric, working its way inside the elastic. He was licking hungrily at her, like a cat that was trying to get to some food inside a tin. The panties were in his way, preventing his tongue from reaching its target. All he could do was lick the underwear or slide his tongue in at the side of them. Every now and again his tongue reached the lips of her pussy and sent a flash of joy, of pleasure, through her veins.

She wanted his tongue to get closer, to be inside her.

—Get on the bed, she said.

Luke looked up at her, his stunning eyes dazzling her for a moment. He really was a good looking man.

—You like giving orders, don’t you?

—Don’t talk. Just do what I say, she said.

She gave herself a thrill. Where had all of this confidence come from? She was like a new person. Just a few days ago she’d been moping around her house, too depressed to get off the couch. Now she was in a hotel room with this rugged, manly fellow, giving him orders like it was something she did all the time.

Luke sat on the bed.

—Lay on it, she said.

He lay on his back, facing up toward the ceiling. Janey got out of her soaking panties. They were wet with Luke’s saliva and her own juice.

—Remember, she said. No hands.

Luke smiled. Janey got up on the bed and sat on his groin. She could feel the massive bulge of his cock down there. His pants were open but the penis was inside. All she could feel was its bulge. She was hungry to have that thick cock fill her cunt but she wanted to play around a little more first. She wanted this to last. She didn’t want Luke getting inside her and then coming too soon. The whole point of this was to get back at Ben and if it was over too soon, if it was over before he was finished fucking Suzy in the next room, then it would be no revenge at all.

—I want to kiss you, Luke said.

Poor, beautiful Luke. He was so handsome. His face looked so young, like that of a boy in his late teens, but his body was all man. He looked like he could carry a firehose up ten flights of stairs without too much trouble.

—Kiss this, honey, she said with a smile.

She climbed forward so that her bare cunt was just above Luke’s gorgeous face.

—Now, remember, no hands, she said as she slowly lowered her cunt down onto his ready mouth.

Luke’s large mouth met her pussy like it had been made to fit it. His lips perfectly cupped the hole and clit and he began gently sucking on the entire area of her cunt. The feeling was excruciatingly good. His tongue worked its way into the mouth of the vagina, getting into that hungry, craving opening and filling it with his wet, slippery, fleshy tongue. At the same time, his entire mouth was exerting a sucking pressure on the vagina and clit. The sucking felt so good. Janey could almost imagine that she was a man getting sucked off. She’d never felt anything like it.

She rubbed her groin against Luke’s face and wondered briefly how the poor man was managing to breathe. She didn’t really care. If he was still trying to fuck her cunt with his tongue, he could still breathe. She let all of her weight down on his face.

—That’s it, she said, breathlessly. That’s it. Keep sucking. Don’t stop.

She ground against his face hard and he continued to suck on her, harder and harder and harder till at last she heaved forward on his mouth, threw back her head and grabbed her own breasts with her hands and squeezed them mercilessly. She actually let out a full scream of pure ecstasy as a tide of orgasms rushed through her body, through the muscles in her torso and groin. She felt like someone had injected a drug into her veins, utter pleasure coursed through every piece of her. Even her fingers felt like they were trembling with pleasure by the time she stopped coming. It felt like it had been minutes that the orgasm lasted. The whole time, Luke kept sucking on her clit and it was like, as long as he kept sucking, the orgasms wouldn’t stop coming.

When he finally released her, she threw herself onto the bed next to him and clung to him like a child holding its father.

—Oh, Luke, she said quietly. You darling. Where did you learn to do that?

Luke turned to look at her. There was a distant look in his eyes. He was dazed by what had just happened.

—Janey, I don’t know. That was amazing. You’re amazing. I’ve never met a woman so in tune with her body in my entire life.

—That wasn’t me. That was all you, you handsome, beautiful man.

Luke took her in his arms and held her.

—I shouldn’t say a thing like this, it’s against the rules, but I could fall for a woman like you, Janey. I’ve known it ever since the moment I first set eyes on you.

Janey lay there in Luke’s arms and didn’t think about anything else in the world but him. He seemed to fill the entire bed, the entire room, with pound after manly pound of raw muscle and flesh. The way he looked at her was so comforting. His breathing was measured and steady. He felt like a powerful, calm animal.

When Janey was a young girl she’d spent a lot of time with horses. She’d loved those horses, and what she’d always loved most was their calmness. There was a great dignity, she felt, in the way they breathed, the way their eyes serenely took in everything they surveyed. She felt that way now with Luke.

She’d written him off earlier as a creep. He’d been swearing at his wife and acting like a jerk. Now she saw another side of him. He was calm and strong and steady. He was like a horse, she thought.

She moved her hand slowly down his torso, down past his waist and onto his crotch. His jeans were still undone and she reached inside and grabbed the massive, throbbing piece of muscle that was waiting for her inside. Not only did this man have the temperament of a horse but he was hung like one!

She took a hold of the hunk of meat in her hand and squeezed it. She could tell that Luke was ready to fuck. She could feel the pulse of his heart beat in the thick veins that fed blood to the penis. His pulse was throbbing through that machine of a cock. With her thumb she gently rubbed the tip of the cock and the pulse of blood she felt coarse through the entire length of cock was shocking in its strength. If anyone ever needed to measure Luke’s pulse, she’d found the perfect place!

—I want that inside me, she said.

—Oh, now you want it? he said teasingly. You didn’t seem too impressed by it a few minutes ago.

—I was playing. I’m impressed. It’s the biggest, manliest cock I’ve ever seen in my life, Luke. It’s a monster cock, and I want the monster fuck that it’s going to give me.

Luke smiled.

—You sure talk dirty for a little thing.

—You think this is bad? You should see how I’m going to talk when that fine hunk of meat is pounding my pussy.

Luke leaned over and licked her mouth. It surprised Janey, she’d expected a kiss maybe, not a lick! But she found the gesture endearing, especially because it was coming from the man who’d just given her the most powerful, delicious orgasm of her young life.

All she wanted, all she could think about now, was getting that beast of a penis into her cunt. She wanted his jizz to fill her. She hoped that he gushed out semen like a firehose. He was a fireman after all. She wanted to be swimming in his come. She wanted his white, sticky liquid to fill ever single crevice of her body. She wanted it to go so deep inside her that it reached places that Ben had never even dreamed of reaching. She realized that she didn’t just want Luke to fuck her in the pussy but she wanted him to fill up her asshole with semen too. She wanted it on her face. She wanted to drink it out of him and swallow it. She’d never felt this way about any man in her life.

She just felt that, whatever was inside him, she wanted it inside her. She wanted it to fill her.

VI

J
ANEY GOT UP OFF THE
bed and stood in front of Luke. He was laying there on an elbow, watching her.

—Get naked, he said.

She looked at him. She was putty in his hands. Now that he’d made her orgasm so completely, she felt like he had a power over her. Now it would be her turn to do whatever he said.

She took her arms out of the shoulder straps on her dress and let it fall to the ground. She stood in front of him and let him take in the sight of her. She was still wearing her bra but her pussy was completely bare. He’d seen it close up but he hadn’t had a chance to get a good look at it. It was small and girly and she hoped he still liked it.

—Turn around, he said.

She turned and let him look at her bottom. It was pert and firm. The cheeks were like two pieces of perfectly ripe fruit.

—Open them.

She looked back at him but his gaze was fixed on her ass. She pulled open the cheeks and let him take a good look at her asshole.

—Good, he said. Very good. Now stick your finger in.

Janey began to wonder what she’d gotten herself into. Was this more of a mouthful than she could chew?

She put the index finger of her right hand into her mouth to wet it and then reached back and held her butt cheeks open with the other hand. First she touched her anus, felt the warm, tight ring of muscle, and then began to force the finger inside it.

—Good, Luke said. Farther.

He encouraged her as she slid the finger all the way into her bum. When she reached the end she slid it back out.

—Again, Luke said.

Again she pushed her finger all the way into her anus. There was a strange pleasure to it, like doing something naughty, something forbidden.

—Pump it. In and out.

She began to slide her finger in and out of her anus, allowing the feeling of it to ripple through her body.

—Faster, Luke said, and keep your cheeks pulled open.

She made sure she was spreading her butt cheeks with her left hand as her right index finger slid in and out of her bum like a piston in a machine.

—Now get up on this bed, Luke said. On your hands and knees. And face the window.

Janey got a thrill out of being told what to do so clearly and forcefully. She hated it when a man didn’t know what he wanted. She climbed up on the bed and faced the window with her back to Luke. She felt him reach down and unhook the clasps on her bra. It fell away onto the bed and her perfect, little breasts swung freely beneath her.

—Eyes forward, Luke said sternly.

She didn’t dare look back. She felt the heat of his breath on her buttocks. She closed her eyes. His tongue gently touched her anus. She prayed nothing embarrassing would happen. She couldn’t believe she was in such a vulnerable, open position with this hot guy. She could just imagine him telling his firefighter buddies about it tomorrow at work. She remained motionless and silent as his tongue pushed gently into her anus. Then it began to make quick, circling motions on her, making her wet all over. She wouldn’t have thought she’d have been able to reach orgasm again after what she’d just been through but now she began to realize that maybe she could.