Neighbors

Neighbors, right? Fucking neighbors.No, I mean literally. Fucking the neighbors. Well. They fucked. Iwatched. She was so loud it made my cock hard, I'd hide in theshadows and listen. Sometimes it would go on all weekend. Thebedroom window opened not ten feet from our stairwell. In summer,she would stretch out in a hammock, like a model for swimsuits. Helounged around their pool, his thick cockhead poking out of hiscutoffs. I can pick up on the bi-sexual vibes they're sending me fora threesome or make some excuse and bug out.

Thing is, I am suddenly single again.

Thing is, I want someone to fuck. Notforever. But maybe for awhile. Doesn't have to be loud. Doesn'thave to have a dirty mouth. And a dirty way of walking. That's theMrs. Biting and sucking his lipsticked-mouth, staring betweenDaddy's wide thighs, that's Mr. Daddy owns them. Daddy uses them.Anything you want, Daddy, they whisper.

I am Daddy.

When I drop over to visit, their mouthsare constantly on my cock and balls. I drop by often. Not everynight, god, no. But often. Their smell is still on me before I amover there again. Smearing them on my skin. It's okay. I fuck bothof them. They like it. They like Daddy and Daddy's cock.

Two years. They'd been married for twoyears. He had melted into her servant; she had flogged him intosubmission, Daddy gave her an outlet. To be used. Fuck me, Daddy!He did.

I did.

We tied Mr. down to a chair, His legswide; arms tight. Dick and balls exposed. Mrs. teasing it. Roughly.

Mr. gasping; dickshaft throbbing.Pleeeeeeze,” he cries.

Mrs. swings her wet hips. “Wannafuck me, Daddy? Do you?”

“Fuck me hard while he fucks mymouth? Would you like that, Daddy? Yeah?”

Daddy grazes his thick shaft acrossMr.'s mouth. “Make it wet.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Mr. shudders under Daddy's musculargrip. “Is this mine?”

“Anything you want, Daddy.”

“Yes, Daddy. Anything you want.”

“Come here and fuck Daddy.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy's hand grabs Mrs. Grinds herdrooling mouth up and down his cock. It's dripping with her spit asDaddy roughly thrusts it deep in the struggling Mr.'s mouth.

“Suck Daddy's cock, you whore.”

“Yes. Yes, Daddy. Thank you.”

Back and forth. Mr. and Mrs,Raking, worshiping the glans. Devouring.every droplet of pre-cum.“Yes, Daddy. Thank you.” My neighbors. Whooo.

We fucked and sucked and played allthat summer. My summer of being a Daddy.

I know it's legit though. There's thiswave of guys that move – ebb and flo – in the wake of a powerfulDaddy. An invisible cruising field materializes around Daddy; a haloof protection. “Stay away! This is our worshipped cock.!”

Mr. first, then Mrs. Mouths, lips,tongues, twining in earnest carnal lust. For Daddy's cock.