As my girlfriend left for work today, it had now been six months since the last time we had sex. I was so horny all the time I found myself masturbating just about every time she was out of the house. This morning was no different. There I was on the bed jerking off into a pair of her panties, when all of a sudden there was a knock at the door. I was so startled I almost rolled off the bed. I quickly scrambled to get dressed but I couldn't find my boxers. Without really thinking about it I just slipped on the thong that was already around my cock. I then slipped on some pants and headed to the door.
When I opened the door I found my neighbor, Daryl. He was wearing a tight tank top and jeans. He was a 6 foot tall very athletic black man. My girlfriend, Beth would always mention how handsome he was. He said, "Hey Dave, just returning your vacuum cleaner."
"Oh thanks man." I said, trying to hurry back inside.
"Beth not home?" He asked.
"Uh no she's at work" I quickly answered.
"Is that why you're wearing her panties?" he said with a smile.
"Huh? Oh whoops" I said, remembering that I had put them on, and just now noticing they were visible above my pants.
"So you like wearing panties huh?" he said, pushing his way in now.
"No!" I blurted, "It was an accident."
"I bet it was," Daryl said, while getting real close to me. "You know it makes sense, you've got the ass for it." Suddenly his hand was around me and it slid down the back of my pants. He grabbed my ass and brought me into him.
"What are you doing, Daryl!" I screamed. Daryl slapped me with his other hand.
"Don't you ever scream at me, and don't call me Daryl anymore. You call me Daddy now, understand?" I couldn't believe what was happening. As i was about to protest i felt his fingers move to my asshole. He was rubbing at my asshole like he was getting ready to enter.
