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Neighborly Affections (Mystearica & caelcormac)

caelcormac

Super-Earth
Joined
Jul 6, 2012
Tyler's head swam and throbbed as he awoke and looked up at an unfamiliar ceiling. He was lying on a pretty comfortable bed but his body felt so weird and sore and he couldn't for the life of him remember how he got here, or where here even was.  He tried to rub his face but when he tried he found that he couldn't.  He tried again and found that his arms were stuck and he looked over to see why and found that he was bound by a chain and a pair of cuffs to the headboard of the bed. His heart thumped in his chest and he tried not to freak out. He was chained to a bed somewhere. It was probably just a prank, he told himself. Any minute now his friends were going to bust in here and tell him it was all a joke. He tried to sit up and discovered that his legs were bound too. His ankles were bound together by a pair of larger cuffs with a short chain betweent them. If he somehow managed to stand up all he'd be able to do was shuffle around unless he got them off.

He took a deep breath and looked around the room. It was bare, with a plush carpet on the floor and concrete walls, with high narrow windows that looked to have been sealed up pretty good. He was pretty sure he was in a basement somewhere, but this was the cleanest basement he'd been in. There was no clutter, no dirt and no cobwebs. It was just the carpet, the bed, and him. 

"Hello? he called out, "Is there anyone there?" Without waiting for an answer he started to tug at the restraints on his wrists. There was a little bit of give at first that gave him hope that he'd be able put pull them out and free himself, but he quickly found it was no use. He was stuck and the cuffs were really starting to bite into his wrists. He tried to remember how he got here but it was no use. The last thing he remembered was coming home and having his neighbor call him in to her house to help him. She was older but still pretty hot so Tyler had no qualms about being a 'big, strong man" for whatever it was she had needed. But after that it was blackness.

"Okay, you've made your point. I'm seriously ready to go now!" he called out again, giving the room another look around. The only thing worth looking at was the bed, which just had to be king sized. It had comforter which he was sitting on top of and a handful of pillows that he was propped up on a little so that he would wear out from hanging by his arms. He flopped about helplessly on the bed, trying to see of he could move it but it was no use. The bed barely shook and he wasn't even getting the springs to make much noise.
 
The basement was as bare as it could be while still being easy enough for him to live in. The windows were tightly sealed and one would have to guess that the room had been soundproofed to keep everything from escaping -- including any shouts for help. The bed was nice, however, exceedingly comfortable (though that was small comfort in such a setting), and absolutely huge in size -- given the heavy door, it was a wonder how it had managed to fit into the room to begin with.

Speaking of the door..

Locks opened in a cavalcade of clicks, two deadbolts sliding open before the regular lock was undone, the heavy door swinging inward just in time for the figure beyond to hear the tail end of one of Tyler's shouts -- that door had been worth every penny. The whole setup had been, ensuring that the two of them were going to have all the privacy in the world...

"Relax, sweetheart. It's just me," Valery said as she slowly closed the door behind her, smiling to herself with satisfaction as she heard the door click solidly shut. She had to have been in her mid-thirties, perhaps even twice Tyler's age, a fact that made her spine shiver with anticipation. She'd dolled herself up for this night, her lips a glossy and faded pink, a little blush, a little eyeshadow, just enough to make her dark eyes ever smokier, ever more intense without looking trashy.

Her stomach was flat and bare, smooth skin stretching from the top of her high-cut lacy black thong, wrapped over her hips, all the way up to the almost see-through negligee that hid her breasts, the gauzy material open above and below a ribbon that sat between her breasts. Her hair was wild and free, which she slowly brushed out of her face as she approached the end of the bed. "Mmm. Good to see you're awake. What do you think?" Valery asked, running her hands down her flat, tanned stomach.

Oh, she'd been dreaming about this. About his cute ass whenever he came over to do work for her, about his smile, about his youthful good looks that had lit a fire in her like nothing else had in such a very long time. And it was all hers now -- she was almost bursting with anticipation.
 
Tyler could only watch with his mouth hanging open as the door opened to reveal his neighbor. He wasn't sure what to call what she was wearing but it was sexy as hell, covering little and suggesting a lot. But it was more than the outfit and the makeup, there was something about the smile on her lips, the sway of her hips, and the look in her eye that drilled the idea of sex right into Tyler's brain.

Tyler was a good kid, and one of the ways he was good was by waiting till marriage to have sex just like his parents wanted. But that resolve had never been tested, and in other circumstances he might not have been able to say no. As things stood he was so awestruck that he blurted out "You look fantastic." before a reflexive movement caused him to pull against his chains and remind him where he was.

He tried as hard as he could to look her in the eye, but found his gaze slipping downwards in spite of himself. "Um, Miss..er Valery, what's going on? Did someone put you up to this?" he asked. His mind was still grasping at something to make what was happening make sense. This had to be some weird, elaborate prank.
 
"Aw, thank you, sweetheart," Valery said with a brief smile, looking genuinely flattered for a moment before she slowly sashayed over to the end of the bed, her hips swishing wide for his benefit, drawing attention to the way the gauzy negligee flowed around her hips and sides.

"No one put me up to this, Tyler," Valery said as her knees touched the end of the bed, sliding forward onto the soft top with her knees, falling forward onto her hands as she crawled her way over to him -- the negligee did even less now, affording him a look down the top of her shirt to her breasts, unrestrained as they were right then. She'd left him dressed however, since the excitement of unwrapping her present appealed to her greatly...

"How about we... forget about that for a few minutes, though?' Valery asked as she slowly climbed over him, straddling his hips and grinding her taut behind against him through his pants as her hands pressed against his stomach, sliding sloooowly up as she felt every ripple of muscle on his young body. "I'd hate to ruin the moment," she whispered, leaning over as she captured his lips in a kiss, her tongue immediately making to invade his sweet mouth.
 
There was something in her smile, in how happy his compliment had made her that started the gears moving in Tylers head. The possibility that this was a prank melted away and he started to realize that this was all too real.

"No one put me up to this, Tyler." she had said right before crawling up on the bed towards him. Tyler believed her now remembering the huge grin on her face as she had given him a soda, and falling to her kitchen floor shortly after drinking it. He tried to squirm away, but there was nowhere to go, and the view down the top of her négligé was the last straw that started an erection that wasn't helping any. She mounted him easily despite his struggles, and as her firm ass came down on him he felt the unwanted hard on only get harder.

He gasped a little as he felt her hands on his bare skin, sliding up under the red t-shirt he was wearing. The only thing else he had on was a pair of jeans and some boxers, his shoes had gone missing at some point while he was unconscious. Her hands felt good as they traced his lean build, kept fit with track and wrestling, but he was silent. He didn't want this no matter how good it felt, and when he was about to protest when she darted in for a kiss and he felt her tounge slip past his lips.

He tried to push it out with his own, not realizing the mixed signal that might send but she was tenacious and finally he had to rip his head away. "Just stop it Miss Vee," he pleaded, "just let me go."
 
"Already hard? Naughty boy," Valery teased, that kiss deepning, the older woman almost purring when she felt his tongue press back against her own. Mm, he was feisty, a thought only exacerbated by him suddenly dragging his head away. Valery smiled down at him, slowly pushing herself up to sit upright across his lap, slowly rolling her hips around, grinding herself down against the hardness she could feel through his jeans.

"Mm, I can't do that, sweetheart. We haven't had our fun yet. Don't even lie to me about not wanting it -- I can feel you," Valery said, sliding her hips down to where she straddled the tops of his thighs, immobilizing his legs as she unbuttoned his jeans, unzipping them slowly as she maintained eye contact with her new toy. She pulled them down ,leaving him constrained only by his boxers.

"Now, let's see what you have for me," she said with a devilish smile, gently grabbing the top of his underwear and quickly pulling them down to reveal his erection. Her hands slid from the tops of his thighs to his member, hands wrapping tight around the base of his cock.
 
"Its not a lie!" said Tyler, a little louder than he wanted too. His face was getting flushed from embarrassment for he like many teenaged boys was self conscious of the fact that his dick seemed to have a mind of its own. And right now, with her grinding against him all it wanted was to get harder. It didn't help that seeing her wiggle her hips made it easy to imagine her bouncing up and down on his lap, but he tried to banish those thoughts. This wasn't how he wanted go lose his virginity. "I can't control what that thing does, and I don't want anything from you."

"I don't have anything for you, you crazy bitch" he shouted as he thrashed helplessly under her. With his feet tied together he couldn't get enough leverage and having his arm spread apart all the time was tiring so every attempt to struggle was weaker than the last. And once she settle her weight down again he was pinned, only able tire himself futilely against the chains as his pants came off.

He held her gaze, trying to look tough, hoping his icy stare might scare her unto letting him go, but any effect that might have had was ruined by the gasp he let out as his briefs were pulled away and his cock tasted air. It stood full and proud, god having blessed him with a nine inch shaft that throbbed in anticipation. Tyler gasped again as he felt her hand wrap around the base and it was all he could do to control himself against the part of him that wanted to bounce his hips up and down so that he could feel her hand stroking him.

He closed his eyes tight and turned his head away, as if not seeing it would make the touch of her so ft hands on him stop feeling so good. "Please don't do this Miss Vee..." he pleaded. "Please let me go home."
 
Valery was a very patient woman -- hiring one contractor to make it homey-looking for a "den", one contractor to add in the heavy door and the sealed windows for a sort of panic room type room, and slowly building the bed by herself before getting her cousin to help her move the heavy mattress in there... oh, yes, Valery was a patient woman, and it was no trouble for her to sit solidly atop his lap, smiling all the while down at him as he tried his damnedest to get her off of him. Of course, it wasn't going to work, and she giggled to herself when he finally settled down.

"Oh, you do have something for me, Tyler. It's right in here," she said, gently gripping his balls in one hand, giving them the lightest squeeze as if just to let him know her hand was there. "And I can think of all kinds of ways to get it," she purred as she leaned back, kneeling between his legs. She gave him a devilish look with dark eyes, slowly leaning over to press a gentle kiss to him with soft, pastel pink lips. "Tasty," she whispered, slowly running her tongue all along the bulbous head of his cock.

"Just relax, darling. I promise you that you'll love it," Valery said, brushing a few strands of wavy hair out of her face as she ducked her head, starting to gently lick over every inch of his shaft, tasting him like a lollipop. "Doesn't that feel nice?" she asked, the hand around the base of his cock gently starting to stroke him up and down.
 
Tyler swallowed hard as she gave his balls a squeeze. He didn't fully understand what she had said, still believing this was just about sex, but he did get that the gentle, even pleasant sensation on her hand on his sack could turn nasty if he struggled too much so he stayed calm and still as she slid down between his legs. His eyes popped back open so that he could see the devilish gleam in hers as she leaned in and placed a kiss on his prick.

His whole body went stiff as a board. He had never felt anything like her lips on him, and he almost didn't hear her whisper that he was tasty over the sound of blood rushing in his ears. He wanted to protest, but the feeling of her soft tounge on his shaft was too much and his words came out as a garbled moan.

He took his time answering, finding hard to think straight enough to speak. "No it doesn't." he gasped out, a feeble and desperate lie. Her mouth was making him feel amazing, and his body screamed for him to abandon his principles and give in. But he couldn't do that, no matter how good it felt, "I wasn't to go home!" he declared. That was true, but only just.
 
"Now now, Tyler. No lying," Valery teased as she gave his balls a slightly harder squeeze -- more pressure, but not yet enough to hurt. "I know this feels good. You keep moaning, and blushing, and twitching... it's really cute," Valery said with a tiny smile, giving the underside of his cock another little lick, her hand on the base of his cock starting to stroke a little faster.

"Mmm... I think I'm going to make you cum now. But what would you like, Tyler?" Valery asked, suddenly stopping the motion of her hand, her tongue, drawing back enough merely to look him in the eye. "Do you want my hands? My mouth?" she asked, licking her lips once for emphasis, "or do you want," she continued, drawing back on her knees and reaching between her legs, rather lewdly putting herself on display by digging a finger into her moist cunt, "my tight little pussy? Have you ever fucked a woman before, Tyler?" she asked. She knew he hadn't, to be acting this way...

... but all that was going to change.
 
Tyler couldn't help but show the truth of Valerey's words, giving out a soft moan both when she squeezed his balls tighter and when she gave that last little lick at the base of his dick. He cut them both short each time but he couldn't help himself, his neighbor and captor was playing his horny teenage body like a fiddle. No matter what came out of his mouth about wanting to stop and wanting to leave, the drop of precum his shaft squeezed out told a different story.

She asked him how she should make him cum and he opened his mouth to protest that he didn't but stopped. Her squeezing promised that if she didn't like what she heard then her hands might start doing things that weren't quite so pleasant. He could only stare in awe as her hand reached down and slid a finger into her snatch. She asked him if he'd ever had sex and he shook his head a little saying, "No I've never... um...I've never fucked a woman before." softly, like he wasn't sure he wanted her to hear that. He hoped she wouldn't notice that he never answered her first question.
 
Valery almost seemed like she'd had this all planned out, every little teasing movement she was going to use on Tyler and his impressive and delicious cock. Valery let out a long, shuddering moan as she continued to play with herself in front of her little love slave, her lips pulling back in a devilish grin. "... mm... Tyler," she moaned like a pornstar, pulling her fingers from her cunt, glistening with her juices.

"... mm... well, you never answered my first question, but you did my second. Which means... oh, you want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked, swirling her hips as she pulled her thong off, rocking to either side to pull it off of her long legs, dropping the little slip of a garment onto the bed as she grinned wide. There was nothing he could do as she slid forward on his legs to his thighs and forward again, straddling his hips as she had been doing earlier.

"Are you going to cum for me, Tyler?" she whispered, raising her hips up as she grabbed the head of his cock, lining him up with the swollen lips of her tight, wet pussy.
 
Tylers mouth dropped open again as he heard Valery moan his name while playing with herself right in front of him. He couldn't help but look at the dripping fingers that she pulled from her snatch, the part of him that wanted to give in, to enjoy himself, to just fuck growing louder with each passing moment.

When she told him that his answers meant he wanted to fuck her he tried to protest, but all that came out was incoherent mumbling. He was far too distracted by the sight of her thing sliding down her legs and by his first ever glimpse of a real live pussy. He didn't even try to struggle as she slid up his body and hovered above his manhood teasing him by just pressing the tip against her warm, moist folds and coaxing an unwanted grunt of frustration from him. Her question was mind boggling, to him it wasn't a question of if he was going to cum but rather how hadn't he already and he gasped out a "Yes...god forgive me." as he pushed his hips upwards, the horny teenage majority inside him trying to get its very first taste of pussy.
 
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