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I wipe my sweaty hands over my jeans before stepping into the dimly lit bar. I had to get out of the house, my work deadlines be damned. Anything to escape the near-constant jitters at the thought of my scorching hot, dripping wet, big, ripped, tatted neighbor. Fuck, I’m starting to feel tingles all over again… Get yourself together, Jazzy! He’s just another hot guy. A zing deep in my chest and the same annoying tiny voice try to differ, but I smother both down. After ogling my hot neighbor then running off, I called the few friends I made here over the years. Some are locals. Others, like me, only come to town on vacation. And what do you know? Will Johnson, a super cute guy I’ve flirted with over the years, is here this summer. So we made plans to meet for drinks. Will’s blue-eyed, golden-haired, pretty boy looks should be the perfect cure for Daddy’s Best Friend’s rugged appeal. Nothing ever happened between Will and me, but there were always stolen glances, suggestive smiles, and what-ifs.
I’m not even sure what got into me staring at someone undressing and showering. And Gram’s teasing was no help. I shake my head. Enough with that. Nothing happened. It’s not like it’s the first time I’m seeing a naked man, for chrissake. A fucking hot naked man, a treacherous voice says in my mind. I’m a twenty-five-fucking-years-old, grown woman. A grown woman who hasn’t seen a real dick in ages, the same devil on my shoulder sasses. I try my hardest to push all thoughts of my fucking years-long dry spell and hot as shit neighbor out of my mind, square up my shoulders and push into the bar.
Two
Jake
Forty-five-fucking-years I’ve roamed this earth. I’ve done it all. The partying, fucking around, getting fucked up all over the world, risking my life and getting shit done for my country. I thought I’d seen it all. Thought there was nothing left to blow my fucking mind. God, was I wrong. The moment I heard that metallic sound against our neighbors’ window, I raised my gaze, and saw her… Fuck. I was fucking done for. My very soul drowned in the pool of her big brown eyes. That soft face, those fucking full lips. Gone, I’m fucking telling ya. This girl owns me, fucking body and soul. With just that one fucking glimpse.
After she shut her blinds and ran off, I went inside, my cock swelling with each step. Balls heavy and taught. The vision of her gorgeous eyes widening and glinting with desire, full lips forming a perfect ‘o’. The tip of pink tongue peeking out to lick her plump bottom lips, before perfect white teeth began gnawing at the tempting flesh. Fuck. The moment I slam the door closed, I fist my rock-hard cock, pumping at the same time I’m striding through my parents’ beach house. Like a man on a mission, blind to my surroundings. Mind and body, only filled with visions of my girl. Imagining everything else I didn’t get to see. Cause I barely caught a glimpse of her round chest, and that fucking perfect face, the mahogany skin I want to spend hours exploring. Fuck! My hand moves faster, my eyelids tight, thumb and forefinger of my other hand pinching my nipple. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I see nothing but white behind my eyelids. Pleasure tightens my balls. The tickle at the base of my spine, almost unbearable. Fuck, I can almost feel my cum bubble at the tip of my prick. Heavy drops of clear liquid pour through my fingers, lubricating my steely shaft like never. I lower my right hand from my tortured nipples and roll and squeeze my balls. This feels so fucking good. I imagine it’s my girl’s wet, hot mouth around my flesh, her lips tight around me, the back of her throat engulfing the head of my cock. Hot, tight, and delicious. Her gagging sounds filling the room instead of the lewd noises of my wet flesh mixed with my hard breathing and gruff grunts. Fuck, I’m gonna cum so fucking good. This feels better than any fuck I’ve ever had, and I’m not even inside her. Just the thought of her, the reminiscence of the glimpse I had… I squeeze myself hard, cock and balls, triggering the most explosive orgasm of my life. Thick, hot, white liquid spurts from my slit in long ropes, painting the granite tiles of my en-suite bathroom. My hips contracting as if I were thrusting into her wet, tight cunt. Fuck, nothing’s ever felt this good. I hear a loud roar and it’s only after the waves of pleasure start receding that I realize I’m the one growling to the skies, my entire pelvis frantically thrusting into my tight fist, hips rolling and jerking, entire body tingling and contracting. Skin damp with both sweat and the hot jets of my multi-head shower. I barely have the energy to rinse up and drag myself to bed, spent, washed out, like I’ve been fucking for hours and not just jerking off for ten minutes. I can’t imagine what it’s gonna feel like when I actually get to fuck the living daylights out of her.
***
When I feel a prickle at the back of my neck, I immediately know it’s her. My fucking girl. Before I even turn around, my balls tighten, my tongue feels parched. I force myself to slowly set my drink on the bar-top and take a calming breath. Only then do I turn toward the bar entrance. Fuck. I thought my girl was gorgeous, but she’s a fucking bombshell. Not only is her face angelic, with the fucking devilish temptation of her full, plump mouth, but I hadn’t seen her body. She’s fucking perfect. With full, round tits, wide hips, thick thighs, a man dreams to be smothered between. A soft belly and an incurved waist. Enough fucking curves to keep you salivating for a lifetime. I want to fucking fill my hands with her juicy curves, lick, suck, bite and kiss every fucking inch of her fucking perfect body.Palm and squeeze her big tits, grab and toss her around. Fucking wreck and ruin her for anyone else. I wanna hear her voice, her laughter, her goddamn fucking moans.
I push against the side of the bar to get on my feet, but before I can make a move, I see a fucking Thor-lookalike make his way to my girl. He’s as big and tall as me, all clean-cut, and looks half my age. Fuck. I stare with a morbid fascination as she notices him. They embrace, and walk together to a small, dimly lit booth. The sway of her hips, and the bounce of her fucking perfect ass are the only solace to this moment of pure torture. Because fuck, the thoughts I’ve been pushing away since this afternoon are coming back to haunt me. My queen is staying at the Wades. And she looks like she’s in her mid-twenties. So she’s either Kareem’s daughter or someone close enough to the family to have access to their beach house. Growing up, Kareem Wade was one of my best friends. We used to hang out every summer when I came to visit my father after my parents divorced. We were thick as thieves and although we haven’t really been in touch in decades; I think of the man as a brother. So if my woman is his fucking daughter, that’s gonna be problematic.
Three
Jasmine
Why, Lord, why? Why the fuck does stuff like this always fucking happen to me?
“I’m really good, Will,” I tell my absolutely failed date, pushing against his broad chest to put some distance between us.
“Oh, come on, Jazz,” he slurs, voice and breath heavy with alcohol.
I turn my head to the side trying to avoid the horrible vapes of beer and whatever the fuck else he had started with before I joined him at the bar. What a fucking douchebag. No wonder we never actually hooked up. Dude’s a fucking asshole. Handsome, fucking, dumb, and a grade-A moron who spent the hour we were at the bar trying to fondle me, when he wasn’t ogling my tits and making lewd suggestions. What a fucking asshole! I’ll have to spread the words with all my girlfriends who come to Delmonte.
“That’s enough, Will. You’re drunk. You need to fucking go home and leave me alone. I’m not interested. I just wanted to share a drink and catch up.”
I try pushing him off me again, but I’m not match against a tall, large man, even drunk, with his big hands wrapped around my waist, trying to kiss the curve of my neck and rub his fucking drunk asshole self, flaccid dick against me.
“Stop the act, Jazzy. You’ve been fucking panting after me for years. Tonight’s your chance. Your family’s not in town, my girl’s away. Fucking let me inside. I promise you won’t regret it.”
He fucking disgusts me. But just as I lift my knee, ready to fucking give Will a lesson, he won’t forget that easily, a deep voice fucking growls.
“You got two fucking seconds to get your fucking hands off my girl.”
Both Will and I turn toward the infuriated, low baritone, and my eyes widen. It’s my fucking hot, zaddy neighbor!
“Run off, man, nothing to see here. Jasmine and me, we know each other a long fucking time. Ain’t that right, J-”
Before he can fucking finish his sentence, Will is abruptly removed from my vicinity and fucking FLIES through the air! It’s just for a quick second, but his feet actually leave the ground and his body is inelegantly flung to the ground. His heavy mass hits the sand in a scramble of limbs, leaving him flailing and sputtering.
“Hey! Not fucking cool, man,” he protests.
But before he can add anything, my fucking badass neighbor drags him to his feet, and plasters his protesting form against the wall of my house with a huge hand wrapped at his throat. He is fucking magnificent. His strong, masculine features are a mask of lethal iciness. Muscles of his thick arm flexed hard. The tick of his fucking carved jaw does things to me. The way his elegant nostrils flare under the rugged breaths of his anger. Fuck, I wish I could fucking jump him right here and now. He squeezes harder and Will lets out horrible gurgling noises, combined with whistled squeals that sound vaguely like ‘sorry’.
“You think you’re fucking sorry, you fucking piece of shit? I’ll fucking show you sorry.”
He brings a second hand up and forms a steely rope around poor dumbass Will’s neck. The vision of his stupid face turning purple shakes me out of my fascination for my knight in shining armor. I chance a hand on his upper arm, squeezing gently.
I tentatively try what I believe is his name on my tongue. “Jake?”
He freezes, and just like earlier, the hardness on his face dissolves. But instead of the seductive grin from this afternoon, in its place, there’s nothing but raw, primal hunger. I feel a shiver run down my spine. At the same time my pussy contracts and my clit tingles like a doorbell on Halloween night.
