1. Good walls make good nighbors, Part 4


    Date: 10/20/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    besides.' And he just looked at me." I said, "Um, let's see, control of sensitive information on a strictly need-to-know basis?" She laughed, "Got it in one. So I said, 'Tell me how to meet her.' "He looked at me closely and finally said, 'Okay, I'll help you get her, but never mention me.' "I agreed, and he told me about her. She owned a small art gallery on the other side of town. She was unattached and very bi. He told me how to dress and act to catch her attention and told me she often went to lunch at a cafe near her gallery. That was where they had met, in fact, though it was only a couple of weeks later when he ran into her at a museum that they started dating. She was a classy dresser and insisted on the same, and she would be a bit coy at first. "So he was done for the night. I was pretty done in too, so I went home, but that night when I went to sleep I dreamed of her and woke up about 2 right on the edge of an orgasm from dreaming about a woman who sometimes looked like Connie and sometimes like Bunafsha. The next day when I met Phil, I was swinging back to straight and ravished him. When I came inside his house, I pushed him against the door and dropped to my knees and took him all the way inside my throat very quickly and watched him as he grabbed my hair and melted into my mouth. We went to bed and I made him go down on me for several orgasms, and finally I rode him hard until we were worn out. And, of course, once I'd worked out all the tension I started ...
    thinking of Bunafsha again." I teased, "Careless heart." She pouted, "Confused mind. On heat for two people, learning all about sex, it was a potent time. Now that I don't have that greedy curiosity to satisfy, it's a bit easier. Once I learned about things, now when I'm all wrapped up in one person I don't often get distracted by a second person...well, not nearly as easily." "So which do you like more, boys or girls? Cock or pussy?" "I like who I'm with. I'm not crazy for either part as such, really. 99% of the men around me don't interest me at all, and the same with women. If I don't like the owner, I don't want anything to do with his or her parts, see. But when I do like the owner, I want to do everything I can to wear him out. Or her. And his boy parts and her girl parts suddenly become fascinating to me." I nodded. "So I guess from the numbers you like boys a little more?" "Hmm." She paused for a few seconds and finally said, "I guess, thinking about it, I like a broader range of men, but my type of woman can overpower me; that's not as common with men. But really, it's not a numbers game." We lay there kissing for a minute, and finally she pulled away and continued telling her story: "So the next morning I went to the coffee shop Phil told me she went to. I took a good book along that I'd been meaning to read and just enjoyed myself until lunchtime, when I started getting excited hoping she'd show up. Finally she came in. Her hair was styled a bit differently, a little ...
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