Cerulean Blue…

"I can see home rolling into view!" Clearing my throat with a chuckle. I have been gone for half the month so the gates to this community of Foxy Ridge rolling on by just make it all the more sweet. Foxy Ridge, just letting that image fill your mind along with twenty five thousand families. This community is a subdivision of Twin Lips setting just outside Grand Rapids Michigan. So in a half hour I could be living it up in town or breaking for home.

Pressing the button on my rig, did I mention that I am a long distance driver? No, well shoot the groundhog, Granny. After high school I was lost looking for a career and the trucking industry happened to catch my eye. So here I am and there is the resting spot where my rig is going to be parked for the next couple of days.

Now do not get me wrong I love pussy and ass but with my schedule having a wife, well that is the stupidest idea. Let me tell you why... Pushing my hat up on my head, literally staring out my rigs window as she just rolled into my yard. Blinking hard, then doing it again just to be sure that I was not seeing things. "Woo" left my lips as I saw a new neighbor. Holding my breath as she, no need for a double take because she is in the nude. Watching each of her grand titties jiggle with each step. Noticing how she is trimmed so nicely that my cock has made this experience totally uncomfortable. Did I mention that I was gone for half the month? Fourteen days without even the hint of pussy. The furthest thing from my mind until now.

I am not sure if saying "Hi" will be the most impromptu thing to do. "Hi, just wanted to introduce myself and my cock." Smiling at this thought as I remembered the cool way to dress. Giving one last look at her incredible body before exiting my rig.

After a hot shower and the memory of her walking tall and naked, without any hint of clothing. A round of beating it out of my system and exploding on the shower wall. Getting cleaned up again and dressed in the traditional Amera clothing. Letting myself "hang out" instead of being bound by tight clothing just felt right.

The moment came for dinner. "What does every man want!" Blushing because when talking about food and all I can see is my neighbor walking around nude sort of spoiled the BBQ that I had on my deck. The click of the lighter going off, the smell of propane as the flames caught hold. Yes, my BBQ! My way of cooking.

Cracking open a beer, Corona to be exact. Tossing the lid and tipping the bottle. The cool liquid that flowed from the long neck. That washed over my tongue and "Hey!" I spit out the beer I had in my mouth as I noticed that I had an admirer staring at my butt.

I do not know why this modesty hit me, maybe because it was her that I beat my stick off to earlier but that was earlier. Wiping my mouth from the beer explosion and waving to her. Waving but trying to keep my cock out of view to her because my mind still sees her body. Waving but... "Damn it" I sighed, "Come on go and greet your new neighbor, what's the worst that can happen? She calls me a pervert." Rolling the brats over on the grill, hanging the pinchers on the handle as I downed the measly drizzle I had left in the long neck. I turned, yes, turned presenting my hard cock to the person who made it that way.

"Good evening" I managed to stumble out of my mouth. "Are you new to the area?" Trying to spark a conversation that will give me something else to focus on instead of her killer body. "I, um, have seen you this afternoon" sweating because I just admitted that I was some kind of pervert for looking at her.

Even as I closed the distance between the fence and myself. Bring myself in, getting so damned close, in kissing range if you will. Opening my mouth to speak again because this is what happens when someone catches me sneaking a peek. Finally, at the fence and to see her walk away. To turn around, placing one foot in front of the other and pacing away from me.

Watching as in her hasty retreat, she had paused right in front of the diving board. "What in the hell" as my eyes caught a full view of the moon and my stars. Gasping because I saw a plug in her rump. Gasping because to know that your neighbor has the same dirty thoughts and dreams as yourself! Opening my mouth without a thing to say. Instead watching that cute little butt move up and down on the diving board. Launching her tight booty high in the air as it... My eyes zoomed in on that spot that I spotted earlier. My cock sprung to life as she went down.

Returning to the grill to save my slightly over cooked brats. Pulling them from the flames before they were black charred sticks. But my thoughts were still hanging on that last moment when I saw her bend over. Of that heart thumping second where my eyes saw her pussy and butthole, both, connected by a narrow gap on her frame. As I ate this was all that I saw. My taste buds are on a vacation of their own, thank the maker for that because to taste these burnt char sticks would have been pure hell with a capital H. Watching her, she knew that it was me, Steven Black who gave her that since that she was being watched. "Now what in the..." Sliding open my backdoor and stumbling out on the deck. My eyes fixed on that fence line. Stumbling over to it, pulling myself along, roaming as fast as I could because to see her disappear right before my eyes! "This could not be?" Mumbling this to myself as I dragged my eyes right to the edge.

Peering down the short five foot fence. Tilting my head over, ready to hop the fence in her moments need. What I saw... What I saw! Made me stumble back. My cock was more alert than even I. Rubbing my eyes to try and get the sight out or back actually. "Did I just see" shaking my head in disbelief. "No? Seriously. Could I have been mistaken" but one look back to the fence and the world started to shift to black and I passed out.

Listening to my earbuds, totally blocking out the world with everything in it. This is how I get when I am in the zone. That area between reality and fantasy where everything is scrabbled. Taking note of what colors would clash. Listing them till my body agreed on one to start. Lathering up the canvas with that special color that would make my image jump through your wildest fantasies. Pressing my body on the wet paint. Making every curve get plastered on the surface. This fence offered the perfect way for me to squish my body up against the canvas without a care in the world about how my body looked after. Standing at four foot eleven inches high. Running the length of my back yard. This house was giving me the most perverted thoughts on all the artwork I could do within its walls.

Turning the first coat of paint out on a canvas. Coating the entire scene in a pure cerulean blue. Lathering it up like a naughty lost love and pressing my body into the paint. Squishing my beautiful breasts against the cerulean square. Impacting each one with the precision of a barely out of your teens woman with incredibly sized knockers. Feeling the paint as my breasts pushed the paint from the surface. Moving the paint from around that section of the canvas in such a luscious way.

That was not the end of my naughty fun. Quite the opposite in fact. Pushing my stomach and hips into the paint. Making sure that my legs joined the fun too. By the time I had finished imprinting myself on this cerulean blue canvas! I turned my back and mounted the diving board that held a special place in my back yard.

Bouncing up and down for only a brief moment in time. My body, from the tips of my toes to the curves of my breasts, everything was suspended in mid air. Till the cool crisp sound of water broke the awkward silence that followed my feet leaving the diving board. Stretching out with nothing to restrict my movement. Posing in the traditional bend as my head remains down and my legs go up. To feel the air being cut by my form, that feeling felt sensational. The next thing I can recall is the water rushing by my ears. The submersion of my voluptuous breasts. The way the water held my hips as it greedily accepted its form while my toes slipped in at the very end.

This washing of my body as I was completely underwater with no hope of outside air. Feeling the cool crisp water fill in places that I had forgotten about. Arcing my body, bending my back as the bottom was coming to greet me at such a high velocity. The way that I skimmed the bottom of the pool brought the naughtiest thoughts to my mind. Feeling the smooth cement against my nipples. Pulling them down and only easing up as I saw fit to do so. In my mind the deal I had made with this pool only gave me the option to pull away from its maddening grip.

Coming up to the surface. Breathing the sweet air that surrounded the pool and its dangerous depths. Standing because my graceful exit on the far side ended with the solid ground under my light steps. Returning to my house, using those fifteen steps to let the water drip from my body before disappearing behind my sliding door. Of course, I grabbed a towel from the chair as I passed because mama did not raise a slut... Well, not a dirty slut.

"To say the naughty things that were going on in my head and on television" are just a phase my last boyfriend said, ha-ha, before I kicked him out. That was... a mistake for this month and undoubtedly the first of many because I am too passionate for one lover. My sexual interests lie in different directions one might say. So let us be clear when I invite you over that means you are the special person for the night.

Rapping at this address. "69169 East Crack Street" taking a deep breath because like many of the rated R movie that I have watched most of the time the cul-de-sac means goodbye to the first girl who knocks on the door first. Swallowing my pride because let us face it right now my pride is cowering in a closet over some holiday that is still months off. "Alright, alright" I said steading my nerves. Feeling my knuckles yielding to the solid door that stood in front of me. "Ok, she is not home" smiling as I got ready to turn and run away from this crazy feeling that I had. Just then I felt the cool air being blasted from the house. Swallowing hard, feeling my life ending and getting so fucking wet!

"Hello" I peeped out. My stomach was in my throat as I feared the reprisal that I knew was coming.

"Come on in" I waved Sam in so I could get a better look at this stunning diamond in the rough.

Swallowing hard once again. Yes, I did take and follow the directions to get here. Yes, I accepted the money because I needed it. Yes, I feel like a street walker, a fucking prostitute ordered by... "Oh damn", trembling as I tried to remember her name?

Gripping her hand that had all the information that was relevant for tonight. "Sam" I began. "Sam, you came here under your own volition. Do not spoil it by referring to your notes." Grabbing the scrap piece of paper and crumbling it in my hand. Swinging in behind her to shut the door and look at what has crossed my threshold.

Taking note about the way Sam's body was still tense, about where her tender spots are. Taking a step up in closer, smelling her mousy hair. Letting it fall like one of the horror villains that she must be thinking of into this moment of contact.

My breath, a soft hint to what is waiting but first...

"Strip. Show me your body, your soul then we can make out like your first kiss. By a... girl, I see, yes, a naughty surprise for your strictly male loving senses." Being a woman gives me certain advantages that many of my kind have chosen to ignore. Stepping towards Sam's left side while her miniskirt is now around her ankles. The shocked look on her face. The passive looks on mine as I squared up my shoulders with her. Brushing off her loose blouse like some fly that is getting too annoying. Letting my eyes drift down her body.

"Do not be afraid" my whispers are soft while my hands worked quickly to deny the cover that she is craving. "Perfect" I sighed cupping her naked right breast. Squeezing it as I held its form in my hand. "I think your nipple wants my mouth on it." A purr to direct her attention down to the breast that I was interested in.

Taking her nipple right up to my mouth. Casting my hot breath over the areola! Steaming up her nipple till a drop of water appeared on it. Just at the top, a single drop of water that had coalesced yet was still holding back gravity. Looking into Sam's eyes, feeling the lust that boiled just underneath the surface. Smiling up at her as my tongue cradled her nipple. The way it held out that sweet drop of water, the way that my tongue had taken that drop you would have figured the entire world of moisture was just beyond. One kiss led to another. From my bold appraisal of Sam's body. To her quivering lip her body will work nicely.

Pulling back away from Sam. Leaving her hard nipple aching for the caress of my mouth. Taking a step behind Sam, looking up and down her body. My eyes are paying special attention to her bottom or lack thereof. Letting my disappointment play out like a game as I grunted my observation. "Umm" sounded, no need to be discreet, not now, not when Sam is standing here in my entrance way practically naked. "Your panties. Take them off" this was not a request. No, not by far. The way it sounded, the way it came across only added to the confusion playing across Sam's features.

"I am waiting" I snorted, growing impatient with the lack of motivation that Sam showed. The hot wind that was cast down her body from my nose. The impatient feel of the tempo of that brief snort gave must have awoken something deep in her soul. There she was nude for my inspection. Sam's body half turned on; half scared at what my breath will do next.

"Mmm Mmmm" I mumbled, looking beyond the skin. Using my gaze to see into Sam's fears while teasing here fancies. Passing her front, making the rotation quicker and quicker. My eyes never meeting hers, yet my body spun around this delicate flower. "What do you see" I asked, squeezing her breast.

Squeezing, but as well as holding her eternity in my hand. My fingers closed around her nipple. The same one that I had touched with my tongue the several thousand microseconds ago! Cradling Sam's right tit in my hand. Holding her breath hostage while my fingers squeezed that aching nipple. Growing tired of waiting I grabbed Sam's hair. The smell of it. The Hunt of gardenias, of cucumber blossoms, of the fear that she, Sam, has crossed the line by not answering me. Jerking her head to the side while I appraised my level of annoyance with this body that stood in my foyer. "Pick up your panties" asking her to do this but still holding on gave her pause in completing the simple task I have laid out for her to do.

"Ohh, I can tell how you just want to get on my good side." By releasing both her hair and breast Sam's hot body only seemed to shimmer in the light because she was holding her own wet panties in her hand. That hand, the one still object amiss the quivering. Letting my breath tell her how pleased I am for that stellar performance.

"Such a good little girl" smashing my tits into her backside. "Ooo, I can feel your confusion" or rather Sam's center was already quivering. Getting so naughtily wet with desire. My fingers moved up her body till we both could see them right in front of her face. The webbing of cum, oh how I wished this were I using my gentle touch to spawn such naughty thoughts.

Seizing her hair in my other hand. Bringing my fingers in so close to her mouth that she opened her lips. "Do you like tasting yourself? What a stupid question, of course you like tasting yourself! The fear, the anticipation, the scent" waving my fingers under her nose, letting her own pheromones seize her body. Reaching down her throat! Pushing my fingers further down the gullet hole until my whole hand was stuffed in Sam's mouth.

Smirking at this amusing turn of events but there is still the reason I had called upon this lonely grocery store wife to come to my door. "Follow me, yes" removing my hand from her throat, releasing the mind-boggling hold that now covered both of her inner thighs. Like the lost kitty she is, Sam followed me up the stairs and away from her only escape. Sinking into the carpet of my own luxurious living space. Letting the carpet have free roam over my feet. Turning back to Sam as I indicated the spot at the end of the bed. "You know what to do." I was not even looking when my body disappeared.

The luxurious way the pearls rolled over my boobs. I could feel the wetness building in me by the time my nipple halted the advancement. Rubbing my boob, massaging my other. Taking the black and white pearls that I had draped over my head. Wrapping them around thrice times before letting them hang down my body. Looking at myself in a mirror, admiring the way the pearls highlighted my breasts in the florescent lighting. Adoring the way my tits looked as I squeezed them together. Yes, upon twirling my pearl necklace thrice times around my neck I have made the perfect choker. "Perfect for..." Taking steps that my friends would say of me being aloof especially for my present company.

Smiling down at my new little puppy dog. I could see it in her eyes that I had unlocked the one thing that was missing from her life. Stroking her hair, making sure to cover as much of that shoulder length mop as I could while I took a seat on the bed. Finally, spreading my legs. Showing Sam my own weakness, that spot that she is not allowed to touch. Running my pearls by my wet pussy because Sam was drilling for oil on her own body. The rapid way her hand moved. The trance like sensation, that had my attention for what seemed like hours of fun and orgasms. Yes, I shamefully bowed my head. For as I watched Sam with her furious rubbing on that tender piece of flesh that had brought out my own desire to tempt myself with the tickle of orgasms...

Showing Sam what she has caused me to do. Holding my hand out and away from my body. Dangling my juice dripping palm right before her eyes. I heard a soft plea coming from her mouth.

"Please" I said. Opening my mouth up, letting my tongue hang from my mouth! I knew this, this! This is wrong, so wrong. The longer it took for her to shove all five of those digits down my throat! I wanted to choke on her hand. I needed to show her... and, oh..., myself just what kind of a slut I am.

Hearing that desperation leaking from Sam's voice. Feeling the hurt and the pain if I decided not to. My intentions are clear to this little slut named Sam. Feeding her my fingers, feeding her my hand. Smearing my cum on her jaw, bring my juices full circle on her face and ending with her bottom lip quivering.

Drawing in my hand. Letting it skim the surface of my inner thigh. Watching as Sam watched me guiding her eyes right to my juicy center. The impact, the cascading tremors, the way my pink swallowed my fingers in such a way that my body trembled. Rubbing more intently, zeroing in on the same spot that Sam is rubbing on herself! Giving my weak smile. Turning over so that my booty is now up for its presentation. Rubbing my clit, making myself ready for my best fantasy to come true! Knowing the best position possible for what I wanted. Adjusting my position till I am tits down, ass up and ready to take it like a woman. Wiggling my butt as to give the signal. Saying I am prepared without saying a word. Letting my pearl choker go so Sam will have something to play with.

Seeing my new Mistress posing. Rubbing harder and harder as that beautiful butt is displayed for me to gawk over. Answering her call, her wave, her gesture that everything that I always hated about myself (the fact that I have no butt) has turned me into an anal whore. Moving quick with all the elegance of a bull in a China shop! Groping for every hand hold I could find on her booty. Squeezing it, holding it and just pretending that I am ashamed of needing it, my entire world felt complete with my mouth just inches away. "Do I actually need this full ass? Am I at least one hundred percent sure that I need this booty all up in my business? Yes, I am sure. Yes, I need that, that beautiful ass!" However ashamed I was is now laying downstairs on the floor with my blouse and skirt. I sinfully held open her butt cheeks as my tongue went straight for her butthole!

What happened next, my God, what I did next... Shutting my eyes so I could focus my internal rage. Shutting my eyes because what I was seeing is not me, not the same woman who got up and kissed her husband off to work! Sticking my tongue out and stabbing it into her backside. Making sure that everything was in polished condition for what my Mistress wanted from me.

Leaving her booty as soaked as my mouth. My next task is to feed these pearls into... "No, no I cannot" was so close to coming out! The taste of her butt drew me closer. The taste of her asshole only told me that I was an anal whore who should do what I had been paid for.

Slowly I took the end of that pearl necklace in my mouth. Letting the pearls roll around. "Damn" I thought, "this feels so good." Still rubbing my clit with my palm. Still jacking my split with thrice fingers. My mouth drew near her asshole. So close, so near that everything just happened so fast! So fast that my tongue lashed out again. So fast that everything that I had ever feared was buried in her tight bum! Lapping at her moans, moans of pleasure, moans that I was making happen! Moans that much like mine only intensified that intimate moment!

"What have I done?" Questioning myself only halfway done with this bootyrific task. Kissing some ass, sure. Licking some pussy, okay. Sticking my tongue into that... .... asshole? But that was not the problem, the problem is, is why I cannot stop. One lick and stick, sure. One brief tongue fucking, okay. But this I was face fucking her asshole like poo and a jar full of honey!

Feeding more of the pearls into this amazing ass. Filling up her appetite and for filling what she had been... "Yes" I cried out. Removing my tongue from her asshole as I cringed one more time. Shaking my head in some unknown pattern my hips lunged forward pulling me back! "Oh, my fuck, how can I say no to this wonder!"

Looking up at that booty, the symbol of everything that I hated before coming into the house of anal dreams. Entering this home of raw sexual fantasies! Feeding her booty with the pearls was not the only reason I continued. Getting paid to make love to her beautiful asshole, to feast on what I love. "Yes!" Screaming my answer right into the very thing that I am reaming out! Licking her asshole, eating every bit of it as it brings me even closer to the pearly gates of heaven myself!