by Lainey Fox
Kevin removed his dick from her mouth and switched with Roddy. They made her kneel on the bed, presenting her ass to the men. Roddy grabbed her hair and thrust his member towards her smiling lips. She accepted it and he let it slide in deep. Tina relaxed her throat and Roddy fucked her mouth with quick thrusting hips. His dick tasted different from Kevin’s and it stretched Tina’s mouth because of its size. While she sucked, she felt Kevin entering from behind. She spread her legs more, opening herself and letting his cock slide in smoothly. Kevin spanked her ass, and her butt cheeks vibrated. He spanked it harder, and Tina felt a sweet pain radiate through her body. Gradually, he increased his pace. Kevin was hitting the upper walls of her inner pussy. He was fucking faster that Roddy and he grabbed onto her wide hips to provide himself with extra leverage. Tina removed Roddy’s dick from her mouth, and looked back at Kevin who was tacking her rough and fast. She was moaning continuously and loudly. Her body shook as an orgasm tore through her.
Mark spilled his sperm on the floor as he came in unison with his wife. His legs grew week and Mark slid down the door frame, sitting in his own puddle of cum. None of the three lovers on his bed saw or acknowledged his orgasm. Mark continued to stroke himself from his new position, watching Kevin and Roddy fuck his wife into submission.
Roddy pulled Tina back to him and held her head still. Tina looked up at him with satiated but lust filled eyes. She grinned wickedly before opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. Roddy placed the head of his tool on his and Tina pulled her tongue and his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head gently and Roddy continued fucking her mouth. Kevin groaned as he reached his zenith. He pulled out of Tina and rubbed his cock as he came. Kevin’s cum erupted with force, splashing his hot sticky fluid across Tina’s dark chocolate skin. Ropes of cum gathered in the small of her back and dripped down her exposed ass and pussy. He rubbed his still hard and cum covered member between Tina’s wet pussy lips before pushing it back inside for round two.
Roddy wasn’t far behind Kevin. Tina’s expert work was driving him to completion. His cock pulsed with ecstasy and the first spurts of cum hit the back of Tina’s throat. She swallowed them willingly as the next load splashed across her tongue and then the final one smearing across her smiling face. Roddy collapsed onto bed, exhausted. With a satisfied smile he watched as Kevin fucked Tina mercilessly from behind.
Tina rested on her elbows, her ass high in the air. The pleasure from Kevin’s rhythmic movements was intense. Roddy put his hands under Tina and reached for her breasts. He kept himself busy and halfway hard playing with her swaying flesh as Kevin slammed from behind. The sound of Kevin’s dick hammering Tina’s juicy pussy filled the room.
“Please Kevin, harder,” she begged, with a shaky voice.
Her orgasm was close and it was building fast. Tina tightened her pussy around Kevin’s dick and backed up his penetrations. Kevin closed his eyes and crashed into Tina with each stroke, applying as much force as his body could muster.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming!. Fuck! Fuck!” She screamed and quivered.
Tina fell forward, her muscles unable to function properly under her orgasm and she came to next to Roddy.
“Where is your lazy husband?” Roddy asked.
“He must be somewhere close, watching,” Tina responded.
Roddy raised his head, and saw Mark sitting at the entrance of the room with his dick in his hand. “You are right, he is close by.”
Kevin and Roddy stood up to leave the room. They left her lying on the bed naked. Mark had disappeared from the room entrance.
Tina joined them in the sitting room moments later, still naked. Kevin had finished dressing, but Roddy was not quite done. As soon as Roddy saw Tina’s ass again, he rose to attention.
“It seems I still want more of you,” he grinned.
He knelt behind Tina and spread her apart. He put his finger between her lips made his way to her pussy.
Tina smiled and pulled away. “Roddy, let’s do this another time.”
Roddy sighed as he pulled himself away. He finished dressing and picked his bike’s key. Ready to leave, he went to Tina and spanked her ass again. Tina smiled and growled at him in response. From his actions, Tina knew she had gotten herself another steady fuck. Kevin pecked Tina on the cheek, and exited the house with Roddy.
She heard Roddy rev his bike outside, and accelerated aggressively away from the house. Kevin’s truck was next, but he left less aggressively. Mark came out from where he was hiding and sat by his dear wife. She placed her head on his chest, and he stroked her hair.
Her Husband Watches:
Seeded by the Neighbor
By Lainey Fox
Copyright © 2015 by Laney Fox
& Scarlet Lantern Publishing
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.
All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
Family Planning
Nessa pecked her husband on the cheek before he left to work. She smiled as she went to make a coffee for herself. She has been married to Pierre for 5 years, and had never stopped lusting for him. When she had met Pierre, he had emigrated from France. His blonde curly her and ivory skin had attracted her to him. Since then he had changed only slightly. His stomach was a little rounder and some of his hair had gone grey, but she still loved him all the same. As she peaked out of the curtains and realized that it was going to be a hot summer’s day.
Pierre wondered what they day would bring. He felt a huge sense of boredom with his mundane and repetitive work. Deep down inside he was craving some excitement in his life. He knew that he wanted a child, but he also needed to improve his sex life with Nessa. He wasn’t sure how, mostly because he was too embarrassed to ask if she wanted to do anything new or exciting. She had asked him for anal before, but he had refused. He could never imagine enjoying it. He knew that he really wanted to please Nessa, he just had to find the right way to do it. He loved her so much, and found her curvy figure and dark chocolate skin very erotic. He wanted to make her happy and was determined to find out how he could do that.
As Nessa made her way onto the porch over looking the garden, she thought of how she had become somewhat lonely in the daytime. She was wearing her favorite gold bikini, which showed of her ebony skin, and a lace sarong that hung around her wide, curvy hips. Her breasts were large and she was worried they might spill out of the bikini cups, but she somehow managed to contain them as she leaned back into the lounger. Her curly black hair touched her shoulders and her large sunhat shielded her eye’s whenever she looked down.
As she looked across the lawn she noticed that the man from next door was doing his gardening, as he did every day at this hour. It had become habit for her to watch him as he worked, yet she convinced herself that he didn’t know when she was watching him. Nessa did her best to shield her eyes with the rim of her sun hat whenever she snuck peeks of the man next door. Looking at him, she felt tortured by his existence. He was handsome and athletic. His stomach was flat and his head of blond hair showed no signs of age. Through eavesdropping she learned that he was born in Italy, but had relocated to the USA. She loved how he moved so effortlessly around his garden.
“It must be that Italian blood,” she thought, crediting his sexy demeanor to his hometown.
She was mostly impressed with his package. She observed how it created a large bulge in his pants. She could only imagine how big his dick was. As she lounged in her yard spying on the Italian hottie, Nessa often imagined what it would be like to have him fuck her. She imagined how his strong body would embrace her and how she could stare at his six pack as he fucked her. As Nessa’s arousal grew she rea
lized how badly she wanted a big cock inside of her. She glanced across the yard and saw her fantasy man had his back turned, tending to a task in his garden. Nessa took a few moments to stare at his ass before drifting off to her own fantasy world. Closing her eyes, Nessa slipped her fingers down to her bikini covered crotch. She softly rubbed her slit over the fabric, a slight moan escaping her lips. Before she could get much further, a noise from across the yard startled Nessa. She looked up and noticed that he was staring at her with a pair of lustful eyes. Nessa panicked and looked down at her magazine in embarrassment. Unable to muster the courage to steal another peak of her pretend lover, Nessa snuck back inside when she heard him working on the other side of the yard.
Relations had begun to grow tense between Nessa and Pierre. They had decided over a year ago to try and produce a child. However, after many month of trying and thousands in medical treatment, nothing had worked. Pierre had thought maybe Nessa was too stressed. To help remedy her mood he had insisted that she quit her job and stay home during the day. As day after day of failure passed, Pierre worried that Nessa was getting more and more depressed. Their couple’s inability to conceive a child made them both feel like failures. Pierre spent much of his free time searching for solutions and answers. He loved his wife very much and wanted her to find happiness in her life. He understood that for her, happiness meant having a child. They had discussed and even tried a plethora of options, but a year into the process everything was either too expensive or wasn’t working.
As they sat at the kitchen table after dinner, Pierre looked at his wife with longing eyes. He couldn’t help but remember how much he loved her. She had huge bow shaped lips, beautiful large eyes and a tiny little nose. Her figure was a dream to him. She was curvy and sensual. He looked at Nessa wanting, as she beckoned to him. He noticed that over the past few months, she was hornier than ever. Pierre assumed it was for the want of a child that his wife was always eager to fuck.
He went to her and sat on his knees, opening her large thighs and moving her panty aside. As he did so, he could smell her arousal and loved the sight of her already wet slit. As he licked her, he could feel the warmth of her pussy in his mouth. Pierre moved his tongue slowly, savoring the taste and the chills he sent up Nessa’s spine. He moved up and down her pussy as she gripped into his head moaning in delight. Pierre fed off of his wife’s lust and licked her harder, pushing his tongue against her clit. Each caress against her bud filled the room with a new moan. Pierre was soaking it all in. Her cunt and Pierre’s face were slick with Nessa’s cum. Her clit was swollen and sensitive and Pierre took it between his lips. Pierre was teasing an orgasm from his wife and he could feel from her trembling legs that she was close. With her clit already between his lips, Pierre flicked his tongue against it as he inserted two fingers into her hole. Nessa screamed with delight as she came. Pierre held his breath as his wife’s ample thighs closed around his head and she pulled him as close to her pussy as possible. He slid his fingers slowly inside of her while lightly teasing her clit and prolonging her orgasm.
Once she finally released her husband, Nessa stood and bent over, holding onto the chair. Pierre smiled as he slid is cock into her; causing Nessa to groan with pleasure. Even though he didn’t have the biggest dick, he was still hard and had a wide girth. Nessa loved the way her husband felt inside of her, but sometimes she wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by a large cock. Pierre thrust into her, pushing harder. He was like a wild man, lusting over his own orgasm. He grabbed onto her hips, allowing himself more leverage with each thrust. He gyrated her up and down, and he drove her forward. Nessa held onto the chair, trying to keep steady and stop her legs from giving out.
“Yes, baby, yes. Give me more of that!” She called out, nearing a second orgasm.
Pierre only groaned in response, his cock pulsing and ready to cum. Nessa’s body contracted into a second orgasm. Her sex closed around Pierre, trapping him within and milking out his cum.
Nessa cried out in passion as she came. “Fuck me Pierre! Fill me with cum and make me a mommy!”
Hearing his wife begging for his cum, Pierre’s body obliged. Placing himself as deep within her dark tunnel as he could, Pierre erupted. His warm cum splashed inside Nessa’s womb and filled her with his seed. Once emptied of his essence, Pierre pulled away and collapsed into a chair. He watched as the pure white cum dripped from Nessa’s cunt, contrasting against her dark ebony skin.
The Italian
The next day, Nessa thought carefully about what to wear on her daily excursion to the porch. She thought of how she wanted to grab the attention of the guy next door. Picking a silver bikini and sarong, she grabbed some gardening supplies. She thought that if she could show and interest in gardening, then maybe she could catch the attention of the hunk next door. As she walked outside at the usual time, she looked up as she saw him in his garden, looking handsome as always. In his denim jeans with no shirt, she could have sworn that he had walked out of a magazine. She went to the fence and started pulling weeds, pretending to be busy. It didn’t take long for him to come up to her and start a conversation.
“I didn’t know you like gardening,” he said, with his deep husky voice.
Nessa blushed and took a moment to compose her thoughts.
“Yes, well… it’s something I’ve been wanting to get into. I’ve seen you tending to your garden and it sparked my interest.”
He smiled, “I find it quite relaxing. I’m glad I have inspired you.”
Nessa returned his smile, unable to look away from his radiant skin. “What is your name?” She finally managed to ask.
“Francesco,” he answered.
Nessa nearly swooned as she heard the letters flow from his lips. She stared and stared, unable to formulate any further words.
“So…” Francesco started. “How long have you been married?”
“Five years,” Nessa said, shaking her head to return to reality. “We would like to start a family, but have been unable. We’ve tried for months and sought many treatments. Nothing seems to work,” she rambled.
Nessa looked at Francesco, and could feel the arousal growing between her legs. She was sure her nipples must have been erect and glaringly obvious through her thin bikini top. She hopped the growing wetness of her slit wasn’t leaving a dark spot in her bikini bottoms. Either way, Francesco wouldn’t have noticed. His eyes were glued to hers, which turned Nessa on even more.
“Would you like to come in for tea?” Nessa asked, finally breaking a long silence.
“Of course, that sounds wonderful,” Francesco replied.
As Francesco followed Nessa into her home, she could feel his eyes on her. She loved the attention and swayed her hips seductively with each step. She did her best to accentuate her curves and ample behind. While Francesco was wordless, Nessa could swear she heard his breath catch. The urge to just jump into the Italian man’s arms and fuck him was nearly overwhelming, but Nessa did her best to keep herself in check. Once inside Nessa moved to the stove and put a kettle on to boil. As she reached over to turn on a burner she felt a strong hand appear on her hip. A second them appeared on her ass before the pair ran slowly up her back. Nessa arched back into the touch, nearly cumming from it alone. Light kisses were soon placed upon Nessa’s neck and her heart stopped. She had been wanting to fuck Francesco for so long, she could hardly cope with the fact that she could feel him kissing her. Gripping onto the sink, she closed her eyes and his lips moved down her shoulders.
Francesco’s strong hands moved to those same shoulders and turned Nessa around. He pinned her against the counter. Nessa moaned and pressed her chest out, begging for more of the Italian’s touch. Francesco pushed her Bikini top aside. He spent a moment marveling at the hard dark nipples crowing the large breasts before him. He took each one into his mouth in turn, but did not leave the other without sensation. He pulled and pinched the hard buds, teasing stretching the nipple that wasn’t currently between his teeth.<
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Before Nessa knew it, Francesco was down to his knees pulling her bikini bottoms away from her cunt. When she was free, he licked hard and vigorously. He was like a ravenous animal, unable to satiate his lust. She was so wet, that he was nearly drinking all of the warm cum that was pouring from her sex.
“Oh… oh my God,” she murmured. “Please, please don’t stop.”
Nessa moaned and begged as he teased his tongue over clit. The sensations coursing through Nessa’s body were nearly overwhelming. She clung onto Francesco for stability, her legs nearly giving out. She had never had a man giver her so much pleasure so quickly. As he pushed his tongue onto her clit, he pushed his fingers into her pussy. He first inserted one finger, then another. He was gently fucking her with his fingers, as if to test the waters.
Nessa wanted more and she screamed out: “Fuck me, fuck me please!”
Francesco ignored her, preferring his current course of action. He continued to lick her clit and she opened her legs wider to take in the pleasure. She was so aroused and opened to him that Francesco easily pressed his entire hand into her pussy. Nessa had never been so fulfilled. Her calls to the almighty slowly turned to gibberish and her eyes rolled back in pure bliss. Francesco continued his assault on his new dark skinned lover. He pushed his hand in and out of her pussy, fisting her harder and harder. Her clit pulsed with pleasure each time he licked her harder between thrusts. He wanted to give her so much pleasure. He wants to show her what it was like to be made love to by an Italian. As he sucked her clit, drinking every bit of cum possible, her body shook. Nessa held onto Francesco’s muscled shoulders with all her strength, trying to not collapse into his athletic form.
