A married neighbor

You lock your door and spin around. You bump into Russ, a neighbor. He’s tall. He’s handsome. He’s very married. When you were male, you ogled his wife. Now you ogled him.

You are a horny slut. You don’t move away. You press your tits against him.

“Excuse me,” said Russ as he backed up.

“Not so fast, stud. It was very rude of you.” You grabbed his crotch. You feel a hard cock. It’s not huge, but it’ll do.

Russ tries to move away, but you have a tight grip. You drop your purse as you drop to your knees. You unzip him. You reached through the slit in his underwear and pull out the pink meat tube.

Instinctively your mouth open and you engulf the purplish cock head. Your tongue slurps the shaft. Your lips brush against his pubic hair.

Where the expert knowledge to suck a cock came from you have no idea. You don’t even have a gag reflex. Your head bobs back and forth. You hold his ass cheeks in place.

“My wife never …”

You him as he moans.

You taste the man meat. You move one hand to caress his balls.

Your head continues to bob as savor the salty hardness.

It gets harder and stiffer. Your newfound experience tells you that he’s about to cum. Your experience also tells you that this guy is a pre-jac. You don’t care because you’ll have your pick of cock at the strip club.

He groans and cums I’m your mouth. You expertly swallow some of it. A bit dribbles out of your mouth and you slip it into your mouth.

You stand up and said, “Listen, stud, you’ve got to last longer or I’ll be sucking off your wife next. At her insistence.”

You realize that you’re a slutty bitch. And that you’re still horny. This guy was an appetizer. You’ll feast soon.

You race down a flight of stairs and out the door. You spot a bright yellow Camry. You know that’s your car. The gray jaguar is gone.

You hop in and drive off. You are considering a threesome with your pre-Jack neighbor and his wife.

You’re slightly bisexual you guess, but right now you need cock. You drive a few miles to The Pussy Galore. You don’t know how but you knew how to get there.

You park and walk into the dark club. Your boss stops you. He’s a muscular black man, taller than you.

“You’re late again!”