Chapter 5
Jason
Charlotte…thank you for such a marvelous welcome to the neighborhood.
I certainly feel welcomed with open arms…
and other parts...Lol. I think it will be a couple of days before I’ll be able to walk straight.
But that’s okay, I’ve got an idea for a new book after I get the present one published.
Again, thank you for a one is a lifetime experience.
Regardless of what I said about my walking, I feel like I’m floating on air on the way back to my home. I mean, how many guys can say they were fucked by six women on the same night altogether? I feel like the luckiest man on the planet right now.
I had more sex last night than I have ever experienced all at one time. I did have a threesome years ago while I was married. But found out that was her excuse for fucking my brother behind my back. We know how well that turned out.
I drank my two cups of morning coffee while I finished editing my book to have it published today. Afterward, I took a shower to relax and then wrote down some notes for my new book idea.
After that, I pulled out my phone to find all the selfies the women gave me last night with their names and phones numbers. I am shocked to see that everyone of them gave me nude selfies. I guess they thought that I would remember then better that way.
The slender black woman’s photo and name came up first. I found out that her name is Rachel, she is married to a businessman that spends most of his time on the road.
The redhead is named Abigale and is a widow from an Air Force pilot whose last flight ended in a fatal crash. She was left with a hefty insurance pmt.
The blonde listed her name as Anabella and listed herself as a never married bi-sexual woman who would never kick me out of her bed.
The other two were named Mary and Gail. They left their numbers but did not provide any more information than that.
I find myself wondering why since the other women were so open.
Are they married and don’t want mt to know about it?
Were they not as enthused with me as the other women seem to be? Curious!
It never occurred to me that the women also took my cell number last night until Rachel called me late in the afternoon.
“Hey stud, how would you like a romantic dinner for two at my home tonight?” she asked seductively. “You know that a single man never turns down a free cooked meal,” I chuckled. “I was counting on that,” she told me cheerily.
I have to admit that other than Charlie, she more than the other women really caught my attention.
Even at forty something, she has a runway model’s body that could easily be used for lingerie ads.
Her 28B-22-28 figure is still firm and soft all over.
Truth is I enjoyed her fucking me last night immensely.
I am now hopeful that I might have some more of that tonight.
An hour later, Charlie called to invite me over for dinner. When I told her that I already had plans, she laughed heartily. “I bet it was that slut Rachel that got to you first,” she chuckled. “A gentleman never comments on his dates.” I had a chuckle of my own.
“My young rooster has already flown the coup,” she told me mirthfully. “Oh there will be plenty for everyone involved,” I stated. “But I will definitely need my afternoons left alone so I can do my writing,” I added.
Although I spruced myself up for my dinner date with Rachel, I did not fiddle with my beard and my shave down below is still nice a smooth. Almost every one of the women commented last night how sexy that looked with me bare down there.
I again wore casual slacks this time with a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just above my wrists with sandals since it is a nice warm Early June evening.
I purse my lips when Rachel opens the door to keep from gasping. She is wearing a pure white ankle length gauzy dress that is transparent and nothing underneath. I can clearly see her magnificent exposed chocolate body radiating through the dress.
“My gawd Rachel. You are breathtaking,” I blurt out. “I’m pleased that you think so. I put this on tonight just for you,” she answered as she stepped back and I came into her house which is basically a clone of my four bedroom house.
During a quick tour of her home, I saw a room that looked like it is some sort of studio setup.
When I inquired what it was, Rachel told me that she has an Onlyfans account and that is where she broadcasts from.
“It keeps me busy while Harold whoring around the globe with the sexy little secretaries who travel with him,” she informed me.
“Harold has no idea that I have saved 450K in the past four years just for stripping on camera and letting fellas see me masturbate,” she told me.
“Harold is so clueless that he has not noticed that I bought myself a BMW Sports Coupe. He has not noticed the thousands of dollars’ worth of jewelry I have bought for myself or the very expensive wardrobe of clothes in my closet and dressers.”
“He has no idea that I am saving up enough to leave him. I am just waiting for enough evidence of his cheating so I can keep this house when I dump him,” Rachel informed me.
“Do you think it’s wise for me to be seen coming and going from you house? Is there a possibility that he could come home unexpected?”
“Nope, the owner of the company that he is the CEO of is a very good friend of mine. She would have been at the party last night but she had a business dinner obligation,” Rachel stated.
“She keeps track of his every move and contacts me of when he will be coming home. And as far as being seen coming and going from my house, all the women on this block are members of the neighborhood sex club. We watch each other’s backs,” Rachel advised me.
“Now let’s have a nice dinner and get to know each other better,” she suggested. I was amazed to find that she has cooked us Chicken Cordon Bleu for dinner along with a rice pilaf and broccoli. She paired a Pinot Noir wine to go with the food.
“Geez…amazingly beautiful and a stellar cook as well,” I told her as I took a seat at the table. There is a vase in the middle of the table with a bouquet of flowers and two white long stem candles that are lit providing a dim light in the kitchen along with the dim stove light.
“Wow, when you said a romantic dinner for two you weren’t joking…were you?” I stated as she sat in the chair across from me. Her lovely ebony body on full display including those pointy deep chocolate colored nipples and areolas.
“Oh sweetie, I intend for us to become very intimate friends,” she cooed seductively. I have never met a man who has captured my imagination the way that you have,” she told me. “I could say the same thing about you,” I admitted.
We had a lovely dinner together and chatted sociably. Rachel was fascinated by my writing career. I told her that the next time I come over I’d bring her a couple of signed copies of some books. “I like that…you said next time I come over. I will look forward to many of those times,” she purred.
I am amazed that sentence had popped out of my mouth but now I am very pleased that it did. Just in this short time together I feel like I’d love to spend lots more time with her.
After I helped Rachel clean up from dinner and all of the dishes were in the dish washer, Rachel pulled me to her master bedroom with the half bottle of Pinot Noir that was left. I am stunned to silence as she reaches back to unzip her dress and allowed it to fall off to the floor.
“My gawd you are beautiful. You should be on every lingerie magazine in America,” I gasped as I gawked at her breathtaking naked body for the second night in a row. “Oh I was hunny until I married Harold. He was so jealous of other men looking at me that he made me quit,” she said.
“I take it that he knows nothing about your Onlyfans thing,” I chuckled. “What he doesn’t know can’t bother him. But even if I told him I doubt that he would know what that is,” she answered.
As she climbed onto her king size bed, I quickly stripped naked. I reveled in the sensation of my body slipping along her silky smooth skin. I moved up to kiss her passionately first. She moaned into my mouth when I moved a hand up to fondle her breast.
She was panting breathily as I kissed my way down to kiss and suck on her marvelous cone shaped tits. I feasted on her small breasts until I had her good and warmed up.
Then I kissed my way down to her sweet smooth honey pot. “Oh Jaaaaaaaason,” she moaned as I licked all around her labia till she was trembling. “Harlod never eats my pussy, he says that is disgusting,” she moaned softly. “I would do this for you any time you like,” I answered.
For the next several minutes the only sounds in the room were the wet slurping sound of me gorging myself on her juicy wet pussy. And of course Rachel’s moans of pleasure and my name called out over and over.
When she quivered into orgasm, I scooted forward and fed my fat 9-inch into her exquisitely tight vagina till I was buried to the root. “Oh my gawd you feel so good inside of me,” Rachel gasps.
I slowly seesaw in and out of her reveling in the sensations of our bodies slipping against each other. I lower my face and we kiss very passionately while I made love to her.
I am ecstatic when she jerks into her second orgasm and I bury myself one last time and pump a massive load of jizz deep into her clenching vagina.
As we rested afterward, Rachel informed me that she is the youngest of the crowd of the neighborhood ladies club at 37 years old. That means that she is only nine years older than me.
We couple again before we retire for the night. This time she is on top and she is leaned forward kissing me ravenously while she rides me with abandon.
It feels wonderful when we climax together. Again she kisses me torridly damn near sucking the air out of my lungs. As I drift off to sleep with her spooned against me, I feel amazing.