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Seducing the neighbor Chapter 2
"You awake?"
"Yes, I was waiting for you"
"Well here I am. And now?"
"Move closer!"
3 hesitating steps, and he was standing in front of my bed. From now on, I was in charge. I got up on my knees. His crotch was level with my face. He was wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt and running shoes, an outfit probably chosen as an alibi, should anyone (his wife?) catch him outside of bed at this time of night.
Heat was radiating from his body, his breath going fast. Carefully, I put my lips on the bulge in front of me and kissed it. It was already thick and growing every second. I put my hand on it and felt the blood being pumped into that daddy-cock. He moaned. While my mouth stayed on his dick, munching away on his meat, my fingers crawled upwards, under his T-shirt. There it was, that dark fur I had been craving for so long. Soft, warm, with a manly scent and spreading all over his chest and stomach. And high above, 2 large nipples I couldn't help but softly pinch, causing another moan from him.
We were both panting now, and I knew this wouldn't last long. I had to move quickly, if I didn't want us to cream our underwear right there. So I tugged my fingers under the waistbands of his sweats and briefs, and pulled both of them down, in one swift move. His fat daddy-cock sprang out, smearing my lips with precum on its way up. Again he was moaning, but so was I, admiring the dark reddish head of his cock. More daddy-nectar was oozing out of the piss-slit. I wanted this, I needed it.
So I went to town on his cock, first licking the massive shaft, then sucking on the purplish head, all the while gently rolling his balls in their furry sack with my left hand. For the first moments, he didn't move at all. I glanced up and saw that he had his eyes closed, a look of bliss on his face. A steady stream of his precum was now lubing my throat, making it easier to take more and more of his prick. Soon, my nose was buried in his dark pubes. That's when he awoke from his trance-like state, slowly starting to face-fuck me. I looked up, and we locked eyes. I couldn't speak with his pole down my throat, barely moan, but my eyes told him everything he needed to know: go for it daddy, come for your boy.
I don't think he was used to so much dedication around his cock. Frantically, he fucked my face a few times more, before he burst down my gullet. After the first 3 squirts, I moved back, catching the rest of his creamy man-juice on my tongue and tasting its aroma. Heaven! Again I looked up. I could tell he was spent, but his face also showed other things: guilt, maybe even fear about what he had gotten himself into, now that he had blown his load down my throat. I didn't want him to feel guilty. I wanted him to know that this was only the beginning!
To be continued .....