23 Haziran 2020

Serving the Cuckoldress Next Door, Chapter 1

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Serving the Cuckoldress Next Door, Chapter 1Please enjoy the first chapter from my new book, Serving the Cuckoldress Next Door.It’s available on Amazon and free for Kindle Unlimited members: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BLNQGHGChapter 1Again the girl next door was having sex. Again her moans could be heard through the thin apartment walls. Again Pete was in bed, furiously masturbating as he shamelessly listened to what sounded like great sex.Her name was April. She’d lived in the apartment next door for six months. Pete could still remember the day she moved in. He was on his way back from the grocery store and came around the corner to see a slender figure of his new neighbor in tight, colorful yoga pants as she carried a box marked ‘kitchen’ into her new apartment.She was on her way out by the time he made it all the way down the white hallway with Mediterranean-style tile and stood at his door. “Hey, I’m April,” she said with a bubbly smile and stuck out her hand.Pete put down a bag of groceries and reached out to meet her hand and was instantly taken by how impossibly soft her skin was, “I’m Pete. Nice to meet you,” he offered.“You too, Pete.”A brief moment of awkwardness passed before he said, “Well, let me know if you need anything. The neighbors are all pretty nice and the manager is way better at her job than most, so you shouldn’t run into any problems.”“Yeah, she was really nice when I was looking at the place,” April said with a smile as she turned down the hallway and walked back to her U-Haul. She turned and said, “I’m sure we’ll see each other again, Pete.”They’d walk by each other occasionally or say hi in the laundry room, but the relationship never elevated past the kind of casual acquaintanceship neighbors often have. That didn’t stop Pete from fantasizing about her though. She was young, beautiful, and always seemed so happy. She wasn’t shy about dressing in a way that enhanced her body, either.Yoga pants, especially those with colorful prints, were a frequent part of her ensemble, which made her a perfect fit for Los Angeles. Pete couldn’t help but stare when he thought she wasn’t looking as he attempted to take as many mental photographs as possible of her ass.She’d only been there a week when the moans started. It was a little after 11 p.m. and Pete was swiping through a seemingly endless stream of potential Tinder matches when the muffled but distinct sound of pleasure caught his attention. He put down his phone to listen and there was no question his new neighbor was in the midst of a round of naughty fun.He imagined April naked in her bed with her legs spread and a toy against her clit. He imagined his beautiful neighbor playing with her perky breasts as she arched her back and moaned, her body tingling as her orgasm approached. It was the images playing out in his head that inspired Pete to push down his shorts and pull out his cock. He joined in on the masturbatory fun, though unlike April, he kept quiet. His climax followed soon after hers, and he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for being an aural voyeur.The guilt never lasted long enough to stop Pete from masturbating with his neighbor. He developed a Pavlovian response where he’d pull out his cock without thinking about it as soon as her telltale moans began.Two months after his first session of stroking to his neighbor’s lusty moans, things changed. It wasn’t just moaning now. She was clearly talking, and talking to someone that was fucking her. Most of her words were too muffled to make out, but sometimes Pete picked up a word or two. He’d hear her yell “Fuck me” or “Fuck me harder” or “I’m going to cum.” Whenever April got particularly passionate the words came through loud and clear.She’d clearly found a boyfriend, because from that point on it was almost exclusively sex noises, and they sure did fuck a lot. On an almost daily basis his neighbor and her man got it on, resulting in the beautiful sounds of lust coming through Pete’s bedroom walls. He was almost always there to masturbate, too. Though he still felt a sense of guilt after orgasm, it had turned into a pleasurable enterprise for him.While stroking to the sounds of April getting fucked he imagined what was happening just a few feet away in her bedroom. He saw her tits bouncing as she rode her man. He saw her beautiful ass while the guy fucked her from behind. He saw the look of pleasure on her face as she climaxed and screamed in pleasure. His fantasies got more detailed as the weeks rolled by, to the point that he felt a little awkward seeing her around the apartment complex.Pete couldn’t help but imagine April naked and getting fucked in her bed when canlı bahis siteleri they’d run into each other in the laundry room or the parking garage. One afternoon they spent an awkward couple of minutes waiting for the elevator up to their floor engaging in stilted conversation while his imagination conjured an image of her getting fucked. He could feel his cock growing stiff as they tried their best to pass the time with small talk, and all he could do was hold his laptop bag over his crotch and hope she didn’t notice.Everything changed when Pete woke one morning to find someone had slipped a note under his door. It read, “I know you’ve been listening to me fuck, you naughty boy. We should talk – April.”Pete panicked. How could she have known? He never made noise while he masturbated to her. He’d never told anyone about his neighbor’s naughty sex noises. He couldn’t imagine any way in which she’d discovered his dirty little habit, but she had.He wasn’t sure what to do. Her door was six feet away from his; there was no way to avoid seeing her and moving out just to avoid her was ridiculous. He sat on the couch, the note still in his hand, and contemplated what to do, his mind unable to conjure a reasonable solution. As it turned out, he wouldn’t need one.A soft knock on the door startled Pete and without thinking he rushed over and opened it. A smile from his beautiful brunette neighbor greeted him as she walked in without being invited, brushing against him as she moved into his living room.Pete stood at the door, frozen with panic. His first instinct was to run so he could avoid what would surely be a painfully embarrassing conversation, but instead he stayed locked in place, like his feet were stuck in cement.“Pete, come sit with me,” April said as she sat down and patted the couch cushion next to her.Reluctantly, he made his way over and joined her. She was dressed in a pair of pink yoga pants and a loose sleeveless tank top that showed a little of her pink bra. As always, she was irresistibly attractive.“So,” she started, “Do you want to know how I found out you’ve been listening to me fuck?”Unable to muster the words, Pete nodded his head and April smiled as she began, “It was the fire. Well, not the fire I suppose, but the warning about it that ran on TV.”There’d recently been a fire in the hills to the east of their neighborhood and a warning to all nearby residents was broadcast on TV. Preceding that warning was an exceedingly loud emergency broadcast signal. Pete had thought nothing of it at the time.“I didn’t have my TV on, but it sounded like that warning broadcast was coming from my bedroom. That’s when I suspected you could hear the fun I’ve been having. I tend to get loud, after all.” She smiled at him, leaning over to let her tank top fall forward and expose just a hint of cleavage. “Combine that with the fact that you’ve seemed weird the last couple of months and it all fit together. You’ve been listening to me fuck, haven’t you?” she asked.Pete had expected April to be furious, but she seemed oddly calm, and confident too. It was as if she wasn’t at all bothered by it, which is why he didn’t bother denying it. “Yes,” he said sheepishly as he looked down at his hands.“Pete, look at me,” April said with kindness in her voice. When his eyes met hers she continued, “It’s okay. I’m not mad.”“You’re not?” he asked. “Why?”She smiled and said, “You seem like a nice guy, not a perv. I think you’re a little lonely – you don’t seem to have a girlfriend – and I don’t see the harm in you having some fun as long as you’re not going to turn into a creepy stalker. You’re not going to do that, are you Pete?” she asked while holding his gaze.“No, of course not,” Pete answered.“Normally I wouldn’t have said anything, but I think we can have a little fun.”Pete asked, hesitantly, “What kind of fun?”April moved closer to Pete, closing the space between them and pressing her leg against his as she explained what she had in mind.“When I lived in San Francisco I dated a guy that loved to be dominated. He got off on being my submissive and I really came to enjoy that part of our relationship. Having a man worship me was more fun than I ever thought it could be. It didn’t work out in the end, obviously, but I can’t help but miss dominating him, and I thought you could help me with that.”Pete was stunned. Of all the ways he thought this conversation might go, this was not one of them. Sitting so close to the girl he’d been fantasizing about for months had left his senses overwhelmed. The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, her hair looked impossibly soft and shiny, and her thigh pressed perabet güvenilir mi against his felt better than he could have imagined.“What…what would that involve?” he stammered.April reached out and caressed his knee, offering Pete the kind of soothing comfort he seemed to need. “I can promise you it will be fun for both of us. For now, it will mean tending to me after I’ve been with a guy.”“Tending to you?” Pete asked, his curiosity sufficiently piqued by her vagueness.“My ex-boyfriend, the submissive, introduced me to cuckolding, and I found it satisfying in a way that I think surpassed even his lofty, fetish-fueled expectations. Do you know what cuckolding is, Pete?” April asked as her hand moved a few inches up his thigh.“No,” Pete answered honestly. He’d seen the word cuck thrown around online, usually by assholes in hate-filled comment sections, but that was his only exposure to the term.April’s hand slowly continued its journey up Pete’s thigh as she leaned closer to explain. “It’s when a woman fucks other men while her boyfriend or husband stays loyal, though there’s so much more fun you can have. With my ex, I would fuck whoever I wanted and he would eagerly await my return, or he’d be there watching as another man’s cock brought me to multiple orgasms.”By now her fingers were inches away from Pete’s crotch and his heart was pounding. His cock had already stirred to life in anticipation of being touched by the goddess sitting next to him.“Here’s what I want from you: I’ll text you the next time someone is coming over to fuck me and you’ll sit in your bed and listen. You will not masturbate. After he leaves I’ll come over, sit on your couch, and have you worship my pussy. That was my favorite thing about cuckolding my ex. He loved to lick me after someone else had been inside me. He loved to taste the aftermath of a good fucking and I couldn’t get enough of his tongue. How does that sound, Pete?”April’s hand had moved between Pete’s legs by that point and she was gently rubbing his now-hard cock. His mind was foggy with desire and he couldn’t help but say yes in hopes that she’d keep playing with him.“I’d like that very much,” he said through heavy breaths.A serious look came over her face and she stopped rubbing him. “Miss April. I’d like that very much, Miss April. Say it,” April said as she squeezed his cock a little too hard for comfort.Pete winced in pain and acquiesced to her demand, “I’d like that very much, Miss April.”She smiled and went back to stroking him through his pants, delivering the steady drip of pleasure he wanted so badly. With a satisfied smile on her face, April leaned forward and whispered into his ear, “Good boy. We’re going to have so much fun together.”After taking Pete’s number she went back to her apartment, leaving him alone on the couch with a hard cock. He masturbated immediately, thinking of April’s gentle touch against his crotch and of worshiping her pussy. He imagined tasting her wetness and hearing her moans up close and personal and it wasn’t long before he climaxed.Doubts flooded his mind as soon as the pleasures of his climax receded. Was he really going to submit to April? Was he really going to lick her pussy right after someone else had been inside her? Was he really going to be her cuckold, whatever that meant?Just a few hours later she texted him:April: I’ll bet you stroked that cock of yours as soon as I left. Did you think of my pussy while you masturbated? Did you think of licking my perfect shaved pussy and making me cum? Did you think about me moaning for you?As he read her filthy missive, Pete’s cock came to life. Despite his misgivings, he couldn’t help but be aroused by his neighbor and the emergence of her dominance. He texted her back:Pete: Yes Miss April.April: Good boy.Later another text came in:April: I have someone coming over tonight. He’s going to fuck me while you listen and you’re going to lick me after he’s done. You’re going to do a cuckold’s duty and lick Miss April’s pussy after another man has been inside her. Do you understand?Pete: I understand, Miss April.By that point, eight hours after his early afternoon orgasm, Pete’s misgivings had mostly evaporated. It was easy for a 25 year old to recharge his sexual batteries, and Pete was raring to go.At 10:30 p.m. he received a text instructing him to go to the bedroom and listen to the sounds of hot sex coming through the thin walls. She was very clear that he was not to masturbate while he listened. He was to be a good boy and only listen to Miss April getting fucked as he imagined what it would look like and how hot it was going to be to lick her perabet giriş pussy after her lover was done.It seemed she was putting on a show for her neighbor, as her moans and exhortations for her lover to fuck her were louder than usual. Most of her lusty words came through clearly and Pete’s cock throbbed as he fought off the urge to masturbate. He knew he’d cum quickly, but he denied himself the pleasure. He knew Miss April would be upset if he disobeyed her.It was no more than five minutes after the sex ended that April was at his door. He opened it to find his beautiful neighbor in a black satin robe and stockings, her face and chest flushed in her post orgasmic bliss.He beckoned her in and she brushed past him, lingering momentarily to tease the bare skin of his arms with the soft satin covering her breasts. Pete savored the feeling and his eyes drifted to her bottom as she sauntered over to the couch.“On your knees,” April ordered.“Yes Miss April,” Pete said as he eagerly obeyed.He looked up at the girl standing in front of him and took a moment to appreciate her beauty. Her blue eyes and long, wavy, soft brown hair were perfect, and even a hint of her smile was enough to thrill him. Her perky breasts were impossible to ignore and he’d always been captivated by her ass. He smiled up at her, momentarily lost in a sense of worshipful bliss, and she gently ran her fingers through his hair.“Are you ready to do your duty, my sweet submissive?” she asked in a gentle, loving tone.“Yes Miss April,” Pete responded.“Good boy,” April said as she sat on the couch and slowly spread her legs. The black satin of her robe dropped down, covering her pussy and denying Pete the pleasure of seeing what his tongue longed to lick.April beckoned him with her finger, “Come closer,” she said.He crawled between her legs and could feel the heat from her thighs against his cheeks.“Tell me what you want,” April asked.“I want to lick your pussy, Miss April,” Pete answered as he stared into her beautiful blue eyes.“You only want to lick it?” she responded.Pete corrected himself, “I want to worship your pussy, Miss April.”“Good boy,” she said while lifting the sliver of black satin that covered her pussy out of the way.Her labia were red and swollen, the result of the passionate, hard fucking she’d just received. As April pushed her hips forward and brought her pussy closer to his face, Pete admired how wet she still was. At that moment there was nothing in the world he wanted more than to taste her.The gentle urging of her hand on the back of his head brought Pete to her pussy and he instinctively dove inside. Warmth and wetness enveloped his tongue as he gently licked and he tasted a hint of latex left behind by the condom her lover wore.“Lick my pussy. Be a good boy and lick my pussy clean of all those juices,” April urged her submissive while pulling him tight against her pelvis. His nose pressed into the flesh above her clit as he continued to explore her.Pete reveled in the taste on his tongue. It was slightly salty – likely from the sweat generated by a good 20 minutes of fucking – and a little bit sweet. Her hand was tight in his hair, just enough to cause a hint of pain while exerting her control over him. Her thighs pressed against either side of his head, making him feel pleasantly confined in a truly happy place.When she pulled him away from her pussy he felt a momentary sense of loss and desperation to be back between her legs and giving her pleasure.“On the floor. On your back,” April commanded and without hesitation Pete obeyed.She stood over him as Pete looked up, offering an irresistible view of the smooth pussy he’d so eagerly licked.“Do you want to taste me?” she asked, looking down at her submissive.“Yes. Please let me taste you. Please let me taste your pussy, Miss April,” he begged, now fully immersed in his first experience with submission.“Good boy,” she said before dropping to her knees and sitting on Pete’s face.April moved her hips back and forth as her labia spread over his mouth and nose and left him covered in her slick juices. He licked her feverishly as she rode his face, soaking up as much of her as he could.As her orgasm grew near, April leaned forward, closed her eyes, and concentrated on rubbing her clit over his tongue. Beneath her, Pete was in a place of submissive bliss as this beautiful girl he’d fantasized about for months was sitting on his face and using him to cum.“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum!” she cried out before grabbing a handful of Pete’s hair and holding his head still while she climaxed.In the immediate aftermath of her orgasm April leaned back, giving her submissive a perfect view of the smooth, soaking wet pussy he’d just tongue fucked. He stared in awe, completely lost in the overwhelming sexual experience she’d just guided him through.If you enjoyed the first chapter, please visit https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BLNQGHG to read the whole thing.

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