Playful lil neighbour

[Machiavellian]

Playful lil neighbour - OPEN for casting

OOC: A story about a young lady who masturbates online and has an older neighbor who watches through her drapes.
She catches him and continues knowing he thrives on it.
Eventually he gets forceful and takes what he enjoys watching, blackmailing her to give in when ever he wishes.

IC: Dianne 29, 5'7 130 lbs, and had long dark brown hair. She is married with two children but her husband works late nights and she is often left alone.

Sitting at her desk she came across a website with multiple explicit pictures, she felt the warmth building between he thighs and couldn't resist the temptation; walking into her bedroom she reaches in her side table and withdrawals her oh so favorite toy.

Walking back towards her desk she tests the batteries, they are a little weak but she knows where there are more.

In the kitchen she faces the window, unconcerned that her silk white robe is open and her erect nipples exposed.

OOC: Interested? PM me with profile if it is well-matched I will pm you back.

 

[msboy8]

Carl Rogers



OOC: Carl is a retired 57 year old retired Postal Worker. Carl has gray hair and a gray mustache. He is 5'8" and has put on a few pounds since he retired. His wife died 7 long years ago and he is so bored, he is going quietly crazy.

IC: Or he was. One night he happened to look out the spare bedroom window. He saw his lovely, young neighbor on the computer. Not just on the computer, but visiting a porn site. Not just visiting a porn site, but playing with herself too. She was playing with herself using a vibrator.

Carl was captivated. He watched her 'perform' from the darkened room until she came in a shuddering orgasm.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne Sadler

Feeling temporarily relieved, I reach for a tissue, wiping myself my throat feels dry. Satisfied for the moment, standing up I glance outside the window, I see a glint of light and a shadow. Part of me freezes. There is a chance they didn’t see anything, but on the chance they did? My mind puts it aside. I am just being paranoid. I don’t think I’ll do this again… it was a one time occurrence.

Laying in her bed - Dianne could only think about how easy it was to release her own tension without waiting up for her husband. I know I said to myself I wouldn’t do it again, but I know it is not cheating if it is by myself, so when I know the kids are asleep, I think I may just do it again tomorrow. That shadow was nothing to worry about I am sure, and if it was something, I am certain that it won’t matter. Not like they can really see me.


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The next night around ten o’clock Dianne found herself sitting in front of her computer, forgetting her risk factor and not considering the neighbours shadow she spotted the night before. Logging in to the computer - she typed out the words “erotic writings” and came across a site with very explicit stories. Reading about affairs and sexual experiences she found her hand down her pants, opening her wetted labia and feeling the warm wetness.

Feeling the restriction of her track pants she removed them and found herself sitting in her white thong panties. Sliding the panties to the side she continued to play with her warm and wet pussy.

Tonight she wouldn’t use a toy - for she was too interested in reading further; and didn’t want to get up and get it.
Her other hand raised her shirt exposing her breasts as her chair tilted back her hand started massaging her erect nipple as the other one continued playfully gliding up and down the moisture. Dianne could feel her clit throbbing and beginning to swell. Motioning faster and faster her fingers circled her clit.

Just then she became very aware of the light shining in her neighbour’s window.

The shadow was there again.

At this point she was too eager to stop.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

The next night Carl moved an easy chair into the spare bedroom. He also brought the video camera that his kids had given them a few years before. He eagerly waited for Dianne to get off on the computer again.

He was just about to give up when she appeared. She was wearing some jogging pants and a T-shirt. Apparently she found what she was looking for, because she started to get undress!

First went the pants, then the white undies. She left her shirt on. Carl looked through the view finder and started to film.

His lovely neighbor lifted up her shirt and played with her hard nipples, as she played with her honeypot. Carl was getting hard just watching Dianne play with her beautiful body.

He only hoped the camera was recording this in case she didn't do it again. Then he could play it back again and again. If she continued to play each night, he was sure he could find another use for the tape.

Dianne continued to please herself, leaning back in her chair, as the camera filmed on.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

Playing on and on to the point of exhaustion, Dianne could feel herself ready to explode, moaning quietly to herself her nipples erect and her body quivering, she finally came.

Mental note to herself, next time place a towel underneath.

Standing up she could see the shadow still there. This partially interested her, to know someone enjoyed viewing her as she released her tension.

Walking over near the window she felt a cool breeze as she closed it.

I wonder how I will face him if I should run into him... should I pretend I don't know he was watching. Without a doubt the next day she would find out.

 

[msboy8]

OOC: Sorry, had 'puter problems. I did not abandon you!

Carl

The next morning Carl waited for Dianne's husband and kids to leave. Then he walked over to her front door and rang the bell. He heard "Just a Minute", from inside the house. In his hands he held the video camera. The tape he made last night of Dianne fingering herself while looking at porn on the computer, had come out suprisingly well. He wanted to see what she would think of it.

The door opened and Dianna stood there in her housecoat. He started to go in saying, "May I come in, we have a lot to talk about." For emphasis he showed her the camcorder he was holding.

 

[Machiavellian]

Dianne

OOC:~ Sorry thread got barried - yep thought the interest left.. which was np.

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IC: Opening the door she saw Carl standing there with a camcorder, "May I come in, we have a lot to talk about."

Her heart thumpped faster in the chest. What was this about...

"I am kindda busy - can it wait until later?" stuttering she managed to blurt out.

Carl took a step inside the door and glided sideways past her.

"No" he said it can't wait.

Dianne stood there, how dare he be so demanding?
Whatever it was she was certian she wouldn't like it.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl strode into the house and waited for Dianne to shut the door. He sat down in her husband's easy chair, his legs splayed wide open.

He lifted the camcorder and spoke to Dianne, "What do you think I have recorded here little miss, faithful neighbor of mine? Do ya want to see? It's a lovely little movie. An expose', you might say. How a good, married woman with kids, has pent up emotions deep within her. Emotions of a dark nature, a lustful nature."

Carl looked at Dianne's flushed face and asked her, "What do you think I should do with this tape? Got any ideas?"

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

Shocked at his cattiness - Dianne could feel her face going flushed; if that tape was what she thought it was, she was in a shit load of dilemmas.

"Carl, I don't know what you mean", she tried to relax, yet she could feel her face three shades red, looking at him.
She could see he was after something, the question was what?

Looking away, "What do you want to do with that tape? Or what will it cost me to get the tape?"

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl looked at Dianne, "Well, you know it can get very lonely being retired, with no one to talk with or DO things with. I'll make a deal with you. Give me an outstanding blow job right now, in this chair, and I'll give you that tape."

Carl put the camcorder on the coffee table and looked to Dianne for her answer.

 

[Machiavellian]

Dianne

She couldn't believe her ears!
Was this man for real?!

"What makes you think I'd do that?"

"I doubt you have anything on that tape, it's not like you could pick anything up I am sure.” Trying to call his bluff, Dianne was unsure what this man was capable of.

Part of her wouldn't mind being playful with him without the blackmail, for the fact she could only imagine his loneliness - yet there was something that intrigued her about an older man.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl pulled a video tape out of his pocket. He handed it to Dianne. "See for yourself Dianne, it's very exciting and we can watch it together. I'm sure you will recognize yourself on the tape."

Carl waited to see what she would do with the tape, the only hold he had over her, was now in her possesion.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

Having him hand her the tape was shocking, thinking to herself this had to be a duplicate, she looked over at his smug look on his lips.

His legs were still widened as he sat in expectation.

Walking over to him, she kneeled in front of the chair - inches from between his legs.
Looking up at him she could sense he knew she was willing to submit to his wishes... this time.

Placing the tape on the table behind her, she looked up and whispered, "Well, this one time and only this once and we will call it even... right?"

Glancing between his legs, she could sense the thickness beginning to tent his seems. His hands went to the buttons of his pants and started to undo the retrained member.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl responded to Dianne's question as he undid his zipper and freed his semi-hard cock, "Yes, one blowjob for the tape of you playing with yourself, and I assure you there are no copies. You may have to 'get me up to speed', these negotiations have deflated me a bit."

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

Seeing his exposed semi awake shaft, Dianne leaned over and wrapped her fingers around the perimeter of it, "deflated, hmmm... I think I can change that" with a smirk and looking up at him she made sure to keep eye contact with him as she leaned between his legs and stood on her knees.

Down and up her hand started rolling his shaft, she leaned over and took her tongue and ran it across the tip which at that point had seeped a drop of precum. Looking up at him while gliding across the tip she could see his contentment, it turned her on knowing how much he needed to be pleased and how much she would do that.

Taking her tongue and circling it around his cocks rim, she wetted her lips quickly and wrapped them around the rim and stayed there briefly and looked up into his eager eyes

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl looked down at the lovely Dianne stroking and licking his cock. Their eyes met and he saw that she sincerely intended to please him.

He was almost sorry that the video recorder was recording, it had been since he sat it down, and that it was pointed at his crotch. Well, he never had to use it and she never had to find out about it.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

As her lips rounded his shaft she glided her mouth to meet her fingers that were so firmly wrapped around him. Moving her mouth up and down, the width grew in her mouth. Her hands began stroking the lower half of his thick cock as her mouth ran slowly up and down, lubricating so her hand had a little dampness.

Looking up at Carl he was studying her as she aimed to please him, her lips tightened around him, and glided meeting her hands once again, only this time she moved her hands and brought his shaft deeper down her throat, bit by bit several attempts sucking up and down, and within 3 shots she had taken the full extent of his length.

As Dianne took the last remaining amount one of her free hands cupped his balls and slowly started circling them in her palm.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

Carl could not believe the sensations he was feeling as Dianne took his cock into her hot hand and mouth. It had been so long for him and she was better than he had ever had.(apologies to his former wife, God rest her soul)

His breathing quickened as she took him deeper into her mouth and throat, until it was totally engulfed. Then Carl felt Diannes hand on his balls. Mmmmmmmmm, it felt so good the way she was fondling them.

Carl felt the urge to shoot his white, hot cum down her sexy, slender throat, but he wanted this to last as long as it could, Dianne was that good.

He thought about how Dianne felt pleasing him in her own house, in her husband's chair. That thought was what pushed him over the edge, he yelled, "Here is comes babe," then flooded her throat with his sticky seed.

Dianne was so hot, Carl didn't want this to ever end, but for right now he just wanted to see if she would be able to handle the flood of his cum without choking.

If he was a betting man, his money would be on Dianne.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

"Here is comes babe," she could feel the thickness of Carl's shaft thrusting deeper as the warmth exploded between her lips, it filled up the back of her throat and not wanting to disappoint him she swallowed it as quick as it shot in her mouth.

Swallowing it, she felt his hand on her neck as he thrust the last drops of his seed.
The hard hands on her neck gave her chills.

Carl obviously needed this, but it wasn't something she wanted as a regular thing; after all now she had the tape and he wouldn't be able to hold it against her.

Looking up at him she felt his tight fingers on her neck loosen as the last of his cum shot on her tongue, pulling away she tightened her lips along his shaft as they slid off of him.

His hand remained on her neck.

"Are we even now?" she asked waiting for him to release her.

 

[msboy8]

Carl

"More than even, my dear. Just let me know if you want me to return the favor." Carl rose shakily to his feet and grabbed the cam. "I had better leave before your kids get home eh?."

Carl hoped he would not have to use that tape, but she was too fantastic to just leave be. He would give her a few days, to see if she would come to him.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

The day progressed and Dianne tried to place the occurrence out of her mind.

It shouldn't have happened - but she had no choice; she had too much to loose, only now as she thought more about it - she had even more at risk.

That evening she didn't think twice, she didn't go near her computer.

There was no way she was going to attempt anything self gratifying; after all - look what happened last time.

 

[Machiavellian]

~ Dianne

A few days went by and Dianne thought of placing a blind on the window that she obviously was very visible from, the tape she had gotten from Carl had found it's way into the basement rafters. For some reason she decided she would keep it. She had no way of watching the tape, not without getting some special cassette to view it, so she would take it as it was what he claimed it to be.

Dianne decided that she'd go out and clean the yard from the winter trash that had taken residence of her shrubs. The car next door wasn't there - so she had no risk of running into him. She changed into some more appropriate clothing. Looking through her dresser and closets she managed to find a loose wrap around skirt, and an old worn out tank top.

Slipping on her shoes and grabbing a radio she checked to make sure that the batteries worked.

Once outside she grabbed from the shed in the back the rake and started to clean up the garbage that was entwined under the bushes. It was starting to get breezy and she noticed her skirt was having a mind of it's own as it blew in the breeze.

Her backyard had no fence on it - only covered 3/4 the parameter with bushes and trees so the 1/4 left was open and ajoint to Carls yard.

Cleaning up & listening to the radio she didn't notice the car that pulled up in the driveway beside her house.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Carl Rogers:

OOC: Thank you for the invite to take on Carl's role since msboy won't be returning to us again. *s

IC:
Since his 'encounter' with Dianne, Carl has watched and masterbated to the video of her sucking his cock and swallowing his cream several times and also begun to think of his physical appearance for the first time since his wife died.

He'd joined a local gym and was beginning to work out a to get rid of the pot belly he'd been growing and damn was he sore, but he knew it'd be good for him to lose it and get into some kind of shape regardless of what happened with Dianne and her very talented cocksucking mouth.

He'd just pulled into the driveway and gone into the house for a beer, can't give everything up, when he spotted her in her back yard working on cleaning it up.

The sun was in a perfect position to let him see the silouette of her legs though the thin skirt and, as she turned and moved the outline of her great tits through the tank top as they swayed and moved.

'I've waited just about long enough for her to come to me,' he says as he takes a swig of beer and rubs the crotch of his pants.

He goes into the living room and set the camcorder on a shelf so that the lens is all that's visible and only if you looked for it carefully. Before turning it on he puts a copy of the tape of Dianne sucking his cock in her living room into the VCR and sets the remote control on the coffee table.

Then Carl goes out his back door, leaving it standing open, and crosses his yard. He walks up behind Dianne unnoticed and cups her ass and gives it a squeeze as he says, "Hi Dianne. Good to see you, and so much of you too, again."

 

[Machiavellian]

Turning around to the strong scent of beer on Carl's lips and his hand on her ass, Dianne's heart jumped to her throat.

"Hey... " looking around to see if anyone else was around, taking a step away, "Ummm... I was just getting some yard work done, overdue," she hoped he'd not notice that she was changing the subject, "How have you been?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Carl:

He moves the step to close the distance once again and his hand again grips her ass cheek before she can move away.

"I waited to see if you'd come over to visit or invite me back over to visit you.
"So I saw. I watched you as I opened my beer. Come on over for a bit Dianne. I have something that you want to see in the house," he says as his hand squeezes harder holding her right where she is.