Amanda’s BBC Adventure (Lewd.Katie44 x Frost1111)

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through her bedroom window. Her husband, already up and out, had left the house quiet and still. She stretched languidly, her lithe body arching beneath the thin cotton of her tank top. The fabric clung to her curves, outlining every inch of her toned frame. With a playful smirk, she decided to start her day as she always did—with a run that would leave her neighbors breathless.

She slipped into her favorite pair of running shorts, the ones that barely grazed her upper thighs. The tight, black fabric accentuated her long legs and firm buttocks. Her tank top, a thin, white strap that hugged her breasts, completed the ensemble. No underwear, of course. Amanda loved the freedom, the way the cool morning air kissed her skin.

As she laced up her running shoes, Amanda glanced at the mirror. Her light hair, pulled back into a messy ponytail, framed her fair skin and bright eyes. She smiled at her reflection, a glint of mischief in her gaze. Today, like every other day, was a new opportunity to spice up her mundane existence.

Stepping out of her house, Amanda felt the crisp morning air against her skin. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm glow over the quiet neighborhood. She started her jog, her steps light and quick. As she approached her neighbor's house, she couldn't help but glance over. The house, a modern two-story with large windows, was always a sight to behold. And so was her neighbor, who often watched her from the window.

Amanda increased her pace, her breaths coming in quick gasps. She could feel the eyes on her, and it sent a thrill down her spine. The thought of being watched, of being desired, was intoxicating. She loved the way her body moved, the way her muscles flexed with each stride. Her tank top clung to her sweaty skin, and her shorts rode up, barely covering her ass.

Reaching the end of the street, Amanda turned around and headed back. As she passed her neighbor's house again, she slowed her pace, allowing herself a moment to savor the attention. She could almost feel his gaze, hot and heavy, on her body. It was a game, one she played every morning, and it never got old.

Back home, Amanda stretched out on her front lawn, her body glistening with sweat. She arched her back, feeling the pull in her muscles. Her shorts rode up even higher, and her tank top rode down, revealing the swell of her breasts. She stretched her legs, her arms, her back, each movement deliberate and seductive.

As she finished her stretches, Amanda stood up, her body aching in the best way possible. She glanced over at her neighbor's house one last time, a small smile playing on her lips. Another day, another chance to feel alive. She headed inside, already looking forward to her next run, her next stretch, her next thrill. Her husband, with his predictable routines and lackluster passion, was but a distant thought. For Amanda, the world was full of possibilities, and she was determined to explore every single one of them.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson watched as the cute little white wife emerged from her home next door. His subordinate, Bobby, had one hell of a wife that was for sure. It's one of the reasons why Jackson didn't feel bad when he began to have Bobby work more hours at work so as to give a little bit more time for his wife to be alone and perhaps to feel neglected. It was good to be your own boss, he thought to himself as he smiled when she glanced his way and he held his hand up to wave at her. This was a routine that they had been doing for the past several weeks and he was pretty sure she had a thing for him with the way she kept looking his way with that smile that alluded to more. Her return on the way back to her home was just his eventful as when he watched her leave.

This time as per usual she slowed down to give him an extra long look at her body. He could feel his cock twitching in his pants as he watched her stretch on her front lawn and his eyes never left her as he allowed her to enjoy him watching. And once she engine side he knew that today was the day that things were going to change between them. After all it would not be long before she would get the bad news that Bobby would be working a double tonight and would likely be home early in the morning if he decided to try and drive home in the first place. After all it wasn't unheard of for people to sleep in their office. Either way Jackson was going to take the opportunity presented to him.

He stood at 6 ft 3 and weighed about 240 lb of muscle. At short hair and dark piercing eyes with a strong jaw that often showed a confident smile. Being in sports and college had done wonders for the 34 year old man. Sure an injury had derailed his career in football but thankfully his father owned his own company and it allowed Jackson to take over after the old man had a heart attack. It was the opportunity of a lifetime in Jackson wasn't going to let it slip through his fingers. Then a year ago he hired Bobby.

A few months later at the Christmas party that his company through every year he got to meet Bobby's wife and he knew then that he wanted her for himself. Imagine his surprise when he discovered that Bobby and his wife were his neighbors. It wasn't long after that that the routine of him watching her junk and her enjoying him watching her job began. Again today was going to be a special day as he had his own little show to put on.

Every time before he had his windows shut and his blinds pulled closed but today he left one of them open. All he had to do was pretend that he didn't know they were open and walk around naked and he would give her the shock of a lifetime. After all he was pretty sure that he was bigger than Bobby physically and that likely she wouldn't stop staring if given the chance to check him out. It would prove to him if she was interested and if he could give her the taste of what life was like being a snow bunny for a black hung lover.

So he timed his moment when he knew she was in the kitchen where the window overlooking the open blind was before undressing completely and walking out nonchalantly as if he hadn't noticed the open line. His cock sway with each step showing that he wasn't fat. It wasn't to say that Bobby was small at 6 in but it was clear that having a big cock like the one Jackson had made her husband look very average. Even his balls were bigger and his muscles flexed and relaxed perfectly in unison as he walked while he headed to the refrigerator to grab a beer and open it.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda stood in her kitchen, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The sight of Jackson, tall and muscular, moving with a confident stride through his living room, had left her breathless. His dark, piercing eyes and the way his muscles flexed beneath his skin were a sight to behold. She couldn't help but admire the way his cock swayed with each step, a clear indication of his size and power. The thought of what lay beneath his impressive physique sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

She was dressed in a simple, whispy summer dress that clung to her curves in all the right places. The dress, with its low-cut neckline and short hem, accentuated her firm, cupful breasts and tapered hips. Her white thong underneath was barely visible, but the thought of Jackson's eyes roaming over her body sent a wave of confidence through her. Her light hair was styled in loose waves, framing her face and highlighting her light eyes. She knew she looked good, and the thought of Jackson's reaction to her appearance sent a wave of excitement through her.

Amanda's mind drifted to the countless times she had imagined what it would be like to be with Jackson, to feel the strength of his body against hers. The way he moved, with such grace and power, was a testament to his athleticism, and she couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed beneath his skin. The sight of him walking naked through his living room, his cock swaying with each step, was both a shock and a turn-on. Amanda felt a heat rise within her, a longing that had been building for weeks.

She knew she was playing with fire, but the allure of Jackson was too strong to resist. As she watched him grab a beer from the refrigerator, the casualness of his movements only added to his appeal. He was a man who knew what he wanted, and he wasn't afraid to take it. Amanda's thoughts drifted to her husband, Bobby, and the stark contrast between the two men. While Bobby was kind and reliable, he lacked the raw, primal attraction that Jackson exuded.

Amanda's mind raced with possibilities as she imagined the night ahead. The thought of Jackson's strong hands exploring her body, his lips tracing a path of fire across her skin, sent waves of desire coursing through her. She knew that tonight, she would step out of the shadows and into the light, ready to embrace the passion that had been simmering just beneath the surface for so long.

With a deep breath, Amanda made her way to the front door, her heart pounding with anticipation. She knew that Jackson was watching, and the thought sent a thrill through her. As she stepped out onto the porch, the cool evening air kissed her skin, and she took a moment to compose herself. With a final glance at her reflection in the window, she straightened her dress and ran a hand through her hair, ensuring every strand was in place.

Amanda's plan was simple: she would knock on Jackson's door, feigning a need for a neighborly favor. Perhaps she could ask to borrow a tool or some ingredient for a recipe. Anything to get close to him, to feel the electricity that seemed to crackle between them. She knew that once she was in his presence, the rest would fall into place. The thought of being alone with him, of exploring the depths of their attraction, sent a wave of excitement through her.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson glanced over as to one of the glass doors of his cabinets and noticed her watching him in the reflection. She was enjoying herself it seemed and Jackson knew that he had given her the proper inspiration to be drawn to the flame like a moth. Her dress clung to her body perfectly and he had to lick his lips in anticipation of exploring what was underneath. The thought of having her in his bed was enticing. The images of fucking her in the shower, bending her over a table, or enjoying her in the pool in the backyard played out in his head. Each one was this delicious as the last and he found himself growing hard and anticipation of claming his snow bunny for himself.

What he didn't count on was her walking out of her house and heading towards his. He quickly panicked before setting the beer down and putting on a robe. As he was tying it up he hurt the knock on the door before checking him out to make sure it wasn't deliberate that he was underdressed before making his way to the door. The time had come for him to make his moved and she was the one who handed it to him on a silver platter. He opened it slowly before he smiled.

"Hey neighbor. What can I do for you?" He asked is his eyes locked on to hers showing some form of respect even if all you wanted to do was drag her into his home and tear off her clothes. The thought of making her squeal scream his name while he fucked her in his own bed echoed in his thoughts for a brief moment. The pleasure of doing such a thing while she wore her wedding rings and the thought of him turning her into a size queen who preferred big black cock had his smile why did he just a little bit to lose that confidence that he was sure she enjoyed.

He leaned against the door frame showing a little bit more of his chest but not enough to completely open too much of the road so that you could still feign modesty should his interpretations of this moment be false. He wondered if she herself had come over for something specific since it was only 10 minutes ago that she was staring at his naked form with a smile on her face. Plus no normal woman would dress in such a beautiful dress like this unless they were trying to impress someone. That's someone in particular was Jackson and Jackson was betting that her bond with Bobby would be shattered the moment she felt a real man in her bed. The moment he took her and for a taste of what she had been craving all along would be the moment Bobby would lose her truly forever.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's heart raced as she approached Jackson's door, her heels clicking against the pavement with each step. The thin fabric of her dress clung to her curves, accentuating every line of her body, and she knew that Jackson would appreciate the view. Her light hair cascaded down her back, and her light eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement. She had left her house without a second thought, drawn to Jackson like a magnet.

As she knocked on the door, Amanda's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and sensations. She imagined Jackson's strong, muscular frame beneath the robe, the way his dark skin contrasted with the white fabric, and the promise of what lay hidden underneath. Her breath hitched as she heard his footsteps approaching, and when he opened the door, her eyes immediately fell to his bare chest, barely concealed by the robe.

Jackson's smile was warm and inviting, but there was an underlying current of desire that Amanda could feel pulsating between them. She returned his smile, her own lips curling into a seductive curve. "Hey Jackson," she purred, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. "I was hoping you could help me with something."

Jackson raised an eyebrow, his gaze roving over her body appreciatively. "Of course, Amanda. What do you need help with?"

Amanda stepped closer, her body brushing against his as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I was hoping you could show me around your kitchen. I've always been curious about your culinary skills."

Jackson chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Amanda's spine. "Sure, I'd be happy to give you a tour. Follow me."

As they made their way to the kitchen, Amanda's eyes were drawn to Jackson's firm ass, perfectly outlined by the thin robe. She bit her lip, imagining what it would feel like to run her hands over his muscles, to feel his strength and power. The room was filled with a charged energy, a silent promise of the pleasure to come.

Jackson reached up to grab something from a high cabinet, and Amanda couldn't resist the opportunity. She let her eyes roam over his body, taking in every detail, every line of muscle. As he turned around, she saw her chance. With a playful grin, she feigned dropping the item he had handed her, bending over dramatically to pick it up. Her dress rode up, giving Jackson an unobstructed view of her perfectly rounded ass, free from any underwear lines. She arched her back slightly, knowing that the pose would accentuate her curves and tease his imagination.

Amanda's heart pounded in her chest as she straightened up, her eyes meeting Jackson's. She could see the desire burning in his gaze, the promise of a night of unbridled passion. She knew that this was just the beginning, the first step in a dance of seduction that would leave them both breathless and satisfied.