I tumbled back into the sack and spent the next 6 hours dreaming of long ebony fingers wrapped around my cock, of burying my face between a pair of perfect Asian buttocks and of gooey delights.I tumbled back into the sack and spent the next 6 hours dreaming of long ebony fingers wrapped around my cock, of burying my face between a pair of perfect Asian buttocks and of gooey delights. I was going to like our new neighbors. A lot. 2. "Something hot for breakfast... " Promptly at the crack of noon, I rolled out of bed. I picked myself up off the floor and staggered into the bathroom to take care of business and see if I still had some life signs. I am most definitely not a morning person. After a shave, shower, I came alive enough to recall the early morning's events. There was a certain surrealistic quality to the whole sequence of events; two perfect women as new neighbors, one of then encouraging me to... nah... that had to be a dream. I strolled out into the bedroom and started to put on my robe when I noticed the dried semen stains on the window. I stood transfixed for a moment as the wonderful realization that it HAD happened sunk in. I glanced out the glass door at the new neighbors yard, hoping that my latest erotic obsessions were doing anything which required a minimal amount of clothing. My heart dropped when I saw two large and well muscled men, one blond and one black, lounging by the pool. Shit, I thought, significant others. Very big and tough looking others too. The black guy was built like Mike Tyson and, even I had to admit, was handsome. The white guy had a "swimmer's build", tall and lean with not an ounce of fat on his body and one of those Tom Selleck faces that women love. |