Improving neighbourly relations {BoredWifey36 & BlackBearPhallus}

[BlackBearPhallus]

The orange and red hues of the late afternoon sun were starting to present themselves upon the horizon of the tranquil suburb on a humid Saturday. The perfect weather to alleviate a gorgeous woman from the confines of her clothing, the six-foot-three ebony-skinned Jax mused as he stepped away from his recently locked front door. Strutting down his driveway and then past the neatly trimmed hedges and shrubs that separated his lawn from his neighbour in nothing but a baggy pair of navy-blue swimming trunks and black flip flops. The lean muscled owner of his own cyber-security consultation firm and a night club in the city had made up his mind about his actions to come.

Started his approach for the door of his beautiful next-door neighbour and her husband, he ran through all the flirting he had done with the stunning ivory-skinned married woman. Tonight, however, Jax decided that it was time to let the drop-dead gorgeous woman finally get to see the cause of the bulge in his pants that he often caught her staring at. It was a dangerous risk he was taking and the fall out would result in tension for quite some time. The hulking African American, however, was confident that Cindy would not reject his advances if past interactions were anything to go by.

The thickly corded muscles of his right arm shifted as he employed a sizable fist to rap across the wooden door, before turning the gaze of his dark almond coloured eyes back to the vacant and quiet road behind him. The only sounds drifting around the neighbourhood were that of the music and chatter seeping out from his neighbour’s yard.

~~XX~~

Gently sipping on a cold beer suspended in his average-sized hand, Matthew half-heartedly listened to Marcus Brett from down the road and Roy Benson from across the road rambling on about the retarded referee from last evenings ice hockey match. His visual attention was however on his gorgeous wife in her head-turning bikini as she swayed with the music and chatted to the other women of the neighbourhood. Thankfully a momentary reprieve presented itself when a knock on the door rang out, with a polite smile he excused himself. With a twist of the doorknob, he opened the door to find himself starring directly into the broad and chiselled black chest of his neighbour Jax.

Raising his head to look up at Jax from his stature of five foot eight, he smiled welcomingly at the usually friendly neighbour. “Hey Jax, glad you could make man…. Come in, come in!” he greeted and gestured for the larger than life black man to enter. The only person in the neighbourhood that could stack up to Jax in size and built was Nelson from two houses down, who had a similar built but was about an inch shorter than Jax. The two often cycled together, which had the neighbourhood believing that Jax swung the same way as Nelson when it came to sexual preference since the large black man wasn’t married. Turns out the people were wrong, and the two guys just enjoyed staying in shape with a buddy.

~~XX~~

With a broad smirk on his thick lips the well-built hunk raised the six-pack of beers that had been dangling in his left and handed it over to Matthew, “Nah man, thanks for inviting, really appreciate it” he greeted back in his usual deep baritone voice that resonated from deep within his chest. Stepping past the well-groomed husband of the woman he was planning to seduce, Jax went in search of the pale beauty to exchange pleasantries. Sauntering deeper into the house with a warm atmosphere, he greeted a few of the people from the area when suddenly his intense eyes caught sight of the person, he truly wanted to keep company with.

There was absolutely no way for him to hide the predatory grin that parted his lips as he set course towards the pool area and straight at the long-haired beauty who at that current moment had parted from the rest of the women. Weaving his way through and around small groups of people he put on his most charming smile and embraced Cindy in a warm firm hug. “Damn girl, it's going to be impossible to keep my eyes off you tonight” he whispered into her ear as he slyly let his right-hand slip downward. As subtle as possible he cupped her firm behind while also pulling her pelvis against his crotch, allowing her an obstructed feel of what he was hiding in his shorts.

Pulling away, he gave her a seductive smirk “Let me grab a drink and then maybe we can dance a bit” He commented and started to look around for the ice cooler.

~~XX~~

After letting Jax in and stowing the six-pack in the fridge, he traipsed over to Roy and Marcus, expecting to find Jax with the group. Instead, the huge black man was heading out to the pool area were at first, he thought Jax was going to greet his wife. What happened instead set off conflicting emotions as Matthew watch his good-looking neighbour grope his wife’s lovely ass. The first emotions were understandable, shock, confusion and anger were perfectly natural when a man watched another man move in on his wife.

It was, however, the sense of arousal at the sight of Jax touching his lovely wife’s butt that disturbed Matthew, he should have marched over there and given the man a piece of his mind. Instead, he stood in place, watching and wondering if the act would progress further than mere groping. The husband was deeply appalled with himself when he felt a hint of disappointment at Jax separating from Cindy.

 

[BoredWifey36]

“Ow My God, will Leslie ever shut up, I could care less about what her......” Cindy’s mind rambled while she was supposed to be listening to her neighbor. Her green eyes, which should have been focused on Leslie, were instead scanning the pool deck, peering through the sliders of her kitchen, grasping a splinter of a view through the boards of her fence. Desperately looking for one person, a sole party goer, someone to save her from bore town of Leslie and the other housewives. And like an unmentioned prayer asked, they arrived. The Tall, Dark, and Handsome Jax. Yes, not her husband but a man from down the street.

Butterflies fluttering deep in her belly, like a high school girl spotting her crush walking towards her. Quickly glancing in the reflection of herself in the glossy window of the pool house, noting her black bikini did wonders to exemplify her femininity while her long blond hair flowed down over her left shoulder.

Cindy quickly excused herself from Leslie, not caring if she was in mid-sentence. And trying her best not to run and look anguish to see another man, not to seductively move towards set man that was not her husband, but doing a horrible job as her lithe body exuberated sexuality. She journeyed towards the tall chiseled dark man named Jax as he moved towards her just as swiftly.

And as they finally broached the void between them, both beaming from ear to ear smiles with far too much excitement then neighbors should. Quickly falling into a friendly, okay maybe not so proper friendly embrace for a woman who is married.

As Jax towering form encompassed her lithe body with his own, lithe ivory skin emanating against his dark chocolate. Bear paws taking purchase of her firm skimpy clad bottom, yielding her closer to him, pulling, thrusting, he knew what he was doing to her. Cindy instantly feeling his girth of excitement against her bikini clad mound. Abruptly wishing it was inside her, anyway, and how.

“I’m so happy you are here Jax, that you came... These women here are so boring... I needed rescue.” Slowly drawing from his thick arms, almost as big as her thighs. His fingers lightly tangled in the knots of her bikini, threatening to pull them out. “Would you like a drink Jax, you look thirsty.”

Pivoting away from him before he responded, her clasped breasts swaying hypnotically from her motion. As she skipped like a school girl to the pool house / bar, which happened to be vacant at this moment. And not so lady like, was it on purpose or innocent. Bent at her tapered waist and leaned over the stone counter to grab a cold one. Her bikini naturally pulling tight between her sculpted, years of squats and bridges, butt cheeks.

 

[BlackBearPhallus]

Jax got the sense that he wasn’t the only one who expected the evening to progress past the morally grey area for a married woman and a man, that was not her husband. The way she phrased her sentence seemed to imply that she was specifically waiting for him to swop in and snatch her away from the party. In fact, the way she suggested that he required a drink and started for the pool house while he asked for one, pointed to the fact that she wanted to be in his company out of sight.

Jax was momentarily delayed in following her as his vision was distracted by the swell of her eye tantalizing breasts swaying as she pivoted away. As she skipped to the bar in the pool house, Jax’s eyes travelled invasively along the curves of her figure. Instinctively he knew the pool house atmosphere was going to become quite steamy. Cindy’s movements blatantly hinted to her desires, and it only enhanced the tall black man’s desire to feast on her erection invoking body.

Nonchalantly he followed the provocative wife into the pool house, his dark eyes glancing around, noticing that all the attendees were too preoccupied with their conversations. Figuring that no one would notice, he shut the door quietly behind him. Turning around he was greeted with the sight of Cindy’s gloriously sculpted rear barely confined by the material of her bikini bottom. His dark lips smiled like a devious predator ready to pounce at the vision of the pale-skinned beauty bent over the bar. His eyes continued to wonder along her hypnotic curves which in turn was coaxing his behemoth organ to attention. The stiffening phallic appendage wanted nothing more than to escape the confines of his shorts.

Confidently he step forward, invading Cindy's personal space as he ground the growing protuberance in his trunks against her upturned butt cheeks. His massive left hand wasted no time in darting downward and clutched a handful of her firm arse while his right started to caress its way up her spine. Strong black fingers ensnaring a bikini cord and continued up toward her shoulder, the knot nearly came undone, just another centimetre and her top would have come undone. “Damn your gorgeous” his smooth, seductive voice groaned as his muscled frame leaned down upon her intoxicating figure.

Thick lips attacked the length of her elegant neck, as his fingers slipped under the fabric of her bikini bottom, squeezing the delicious flesh of her sexy derrière. As he teased her fair silky skin with his lips and fingers as he messaged his hidden girth firmly up and down her clothed mound.

 

[BoredWifey36]

Cindy hoped. He better if he knew what was good for him. That her delectable neighbor. One she had been innocently flirting with every time she saw him, be it running past his driveway or at the local grocery store. Would sense her hint to follow her into the mostly secluded, private pool house that flanked the left side of the pool, the farthest point away from the house, away from any persons she would not want to stumbled upon them.

It's not that she didn’t love her husband. Or that he abused her. Or even neglected her. No, he was an amazing husband to her. Gifts, love, affection, anything. But, maybe juvenile, slated back to her high school days. Her bestie dating a few black men back then and not for thier personality. Cindy always had wondered if her friend was telling the truth, were the rumors and stories true, that black men’s girth was legendary and once you went black you never went back.

So, when Jax moved into the neighborhood, just down the street. A chiseled chocolate god of thick muscle inscribed with a charming personality and potentially a tool of generous euphoria hidden in those athletic shorts he always wore. It was primal, need, curiosity, want. That Cindy, even against her own mind's protests, began an epic twist taboo journey to flirt and find out, if it was true.

And of course. No man could resist a skimpily clad women shimmering her hinny at him while she walked away. Cindy felt him, first his domineering presence, like a shadow of control casting down on her. And then his touch, strong and insistent, knowing full well what it wanted as it began to explore her lithe married body. Following the curve of her silky back to the gentle nap of her neck, capturing the knot of her bikini top and threatening to release it. And then of course himself. Pressing downwards, trapping her against the cold counter while something thick, menacing, throbbing made itself known to her as it pinioned along the cleft of her cheeks. Ow God, it can't be, it's so huge.

She didn’t liberate her imprisoned breath until she felt his electric lips touch the velvety skin of her neck, just under her right ear. And as her eyes closed, followed by her craning her head to allow the dark man full access to her swan like neck, a definite erogenous zone for her. "Mhm that feels good... Don’t stop.”

 

[BlackBearPhallus]

This moment; his rough dark black skin contrasting and pressed against her velvety pale white skin was the culmination of their back and forth flirting, teasing and hints of lusty possibilities. Jax knew he had hit the jackpot and played the queen of spades card with the sylphlike, barely clothed ivory wife pinned beneath him. The alpha male never expected to find a strikingly beautiful woman with a delightful personality and a hidden curiosity for what men of his skin tone stashed in their pants.

The rush of lust, mixed with primal urges to dominate and mate, all set in the taboo nature of their current situation was edging Jax to the point where he simply wanted to rip her bottoms off and force his cock inside Cindy. The powerful chocolate skinned man, however, resisted, deciding to rather savour the sexual delight of having a luscious wife willing convert herself to the pleasures that black cock could give her.

As the marvellous beauty craned her neck, he slipped his huge hand over her throat and along the bottom of her soft chin while he continued his attack on her vulnerable neck with lusty kisses and small, nipping bites. “I wasn’t planning too,” he responded in a thick lustful voice as he decided to push the envelope even further. His strong dexterous fingers turned their attention to the strings that held the object hiding the lovely white flower petals he wanted to mould to his manhood. A swift tug and the knot surrendered to his will as easily as Cindy had when he had pressed himself against her. Temporarily creating some space between his straining shorts and her sculpted butt cheeks so that he could yank her bikini bottoms away, leaving her lower half exposed to the warm air.

The substantially swollen area situated in the front of his swimming shorts thrusted rather forcefully against her nude pussy, grinding hard against the unprotected Caucasian cunt. Lifting his lips from what was obviously one of Cindy’s sensitive stimulation zones, “Why don’t you reach back and finally sate your curiosity about what is hidden in my shorts” he breathed into her right ear. His left hand dropped low and clutched onto her thigh firmly massaging it up and inward, slipping between her supple thighs.

Upward the bear paw of a hand continued until the massive hand cupped the mound of her heavenly flower. Encompassing the entirety of Cindy’s pussy for a second before dragging his hand upwards until his middle and ring fingers were situated at the nub at the top of her vagina. Slowly he slid his now broad fingers along either side of her opening.