Sharon wrapped her arms around his neck and began working with him. Each time he thrust upward, she pounded her ass downward, sucking every inch of his rock-hard prick into her pussy.

'Yes, yes, yes,' she groaned over and over, each time his cock shaft pierced her guts.

She turned her head to one side and looked toward the window, toward their neighbor's house. Was that blond giant over there right now, she wondered, pounding the shit out of his wife? Was his big cock jabbing her like this? Was it squeezing deeply inside her boiling pussy, searching around like a snake?

'Ohhhhhh!' she screamed, experiencing a thundering wave of pleasure so intense it almost knocked the breath out of her.

'Holy fucking God,' Ron grunted. Her pussy locked so hard around his prick his cumload was actually yanked from his balls! And the release was almost painful. He bit into the soft flesh of her tits. 'God, baby, take it all in and fuck it.'

It seemed like a delicious eternity as his fuck juices steamed into her insides, etching her quivering membranes. And even when he stopped fucking her and lay still, his breath warm and wet against her tits, Sharon's pussy jerked with pleasure.

'Wow! What got into you?' Ron asked a few moments later.

'Mmmmmm, your big cock,' Sharon answered, her eyes still on the window. 'And I want it to stay in my cunt all night long.'

'No problem,' her husband laughed. 'Now just lie back and I'll show you what I do best.'

While he fucked her slowly, rhythmically, Sharon's mind seemed to be locked on one thing. And until she found out about the guy next door, she knew she wouldn't ever rest easy.

Before darkness surrounded her, she again saw him, the way she wanted him to be mean and cruel, and fucking her roughly as if his cock were an instrument of torture.

CHAPTER TWO

With Ron safely on the road, Sharon thought about her fantasies of the night before with the blond man next door. What sort of job does he have? she wondered. She hoped it was something that made him sweat. She could see him, his muscular flesh glistening in the sun, his bronzed skin rippling with ribbons of strength.

And she could see herself, walking toward him, then dropping to her knees. She would fumble with the zipper of his dirty jeans and pull out his cock. It would be big and hard, surrounded by a brush of corn-colored hair, and the taste would be heavenly.

She got up from where she was sitting in the living room and quickly padded to the bedroom, where she had the closest view of the house next door. Perhaps she could get a quick glimpse of him.

She dropped to her knees and peered between the curtains. She couldn't see anything, but just the idea of him being only twenty or so feet away was enough to make her pussy bubble with pleasure. She squeezed her fingers between her thighs and pulled down her panties.

'Ohhhh, I want you to let me… make me suck that big cock of yours,' she whispered, trying to imagine what his prick must feel like, throbbing between her lips. 'Mmmmm, stick it all the way in.' Her eyes closed. 'Poke in a gallon of cum, you bastard. Hold my nose and make me chew it down.'

Her thoughts confused her, almost made her fearful. She didn't want to ask him and have him say yes. She wanted him to demand it, so she could say no, only to have him violate her.

And when she tried to pull away from that glorious, sweaty crotch, he would kick her down, then maybe tie her up. He would force her to her knees and pump his cock in her mouth while he held her face against him.

'Ohhhh!' she cried out, biting her lower lip until she tasted blood. 'Fuck… fuck me in my mouth! Load me up with hot, scalding cum.'

The convulsion of raw pleasure that shook her insides was almost too good to believe. It was almost like a clawing mass of talons, biting, scraping into her tender flesh. She bent double, hitting her head on the window sill, then she fell to the floor, writhing in anguish.

'Do it!' she panted. 'God, do it to me, you bastard.'

After the subsiding ecstasy filled her with dull, empty sensations, she thought it must be over. She could get up and do her housework, then perhaps give that shoe salesman a call. That had been her plan, anyway.

Until last night.

Yet, when she got back to her knees, the itch between her legs was even worse than before. And her fingers just couldn't do the job. She quickly looked about the room, searching for something long and hard. Seeing the hairbrush on the dresser, she crawled over and without a second's delay, stuffed the handle up her pussy until the bristles scraped her cunt lips.

'Yessss,' she hissed, squeezing her knees together. Another spasm of building climax ate into her body. 'Fuck… fuck me hard!'

Even this wasn't enough. Her throat ached, begged for the feel of something long and hard. She got to her feet, stumbled from the bedroom. After casting a haunted look around the dining room, she grabbed a candle from the centerpiece.

'Mmmmmm,' she moaned, pushing the candle between her tits. She closed her eyes, pretending it was a thick, pulsating cock, his cock. She again dropped to her knees, then fell on the floor.

The pleasures that hit her a few seconds later were wonderful, but empty. It just wouldn't do, she realized. Nothing but a big, juicy cock could satisfy her.

And not just any old cock. His cock!

She pulled the candle out of her mouth, then slipped the hairbrush from her cunt. Feeling more empty than ever, she got to her feet and straightened her clothing.

On wobbly knees, she made for the front door, as if being pulled by some unseen, magnetic force.

The cool morning air cleared her head a little, but not enough to keep her from her goal. She stepped over the bed of flowers that separated the two houses, and walked quickly through the grass.

She paused outside the front door, hearing her heart pound, then rapped quickly on the door. A few seconds later, she heard footsteps from within.

What am I going to say? she wondered. God, what an idiot I am! I could have at least baked a pie or something. That would have been a good excuse to meet them.

'Yes?' a mellow baritone voice said when the door opened.

Sharon braced herself to keep from falling. Just as she had imagined, the man stood before her, sweaty and muscular, wearing only cut-offs. A thick patch of dark brown hair covered his stomach, then swept upward in a fine line, finally flairing over his sculptured chest.

'I… I'm from next door,' Sharon finally said, feeling giddy. 'I wanted to… uh… welcome you to the neighborhood.'

'Thanks,' the man said, although he didn't make an effort to move aside so that she could come in.

'My husband is out of town for two weeks,' Sharon went on, then wondered why she'd said that. It sounded so foolish. 'He sells computers… uh, to chemical companies mostly.'

Jesus, I sound like a fool! Will I ever shut up?

'I'm Brad,' the man finally said, giving her a smile, although his eyes remained cool, detached. 'My wife Nancy isn't here right now. If you'd like to come back later…'

Oh God, that's perfect, Sharon thought. My husband gone and your wife gone! And the way I feel right now, it could be over in just a few seconds!

Her eyes dropped to the area of his crotch. Immediately, she felt her throat constrict with hunger. Just a few inches away. If I just reached out like this and touched him.

'OK, baby,' the man said, jerking her by the arm. He pulled her inside and threw her to her knees. While she crouched there in surprise, she saw him quickly flop his half-hard cock out of his cut-offs. 'Get after it!' He pushed the head of his prick against her slightly parted lips.

When the silky flesh of his cockhead brushed her lips, Sharon felt as if a jolt of electricity had shot down her spine. She didn't know exactly what she expected, but certainly not this!

'Don't,' she said weakly, trying to move away. She still felt dizzy, giddy. 'I… I don't know why I came

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