Disclaimer: this is a re-post of my previously published story. It is hotter, spicier, and engaging. I hope toying with danger (tempting fate) is your fantasy as it is mines... my dark fantasy is to allow my wife to play with fire as if she was a prey (prize) back in the cave man days in a world driven by sexual conquest, dominance, and absolute horniness uninhibited by "social rules." I will leave a comment at the end of this story with a link to stir your imagination. Link is also present in my profile.
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As Maverick and Pri settled into their new home in a beautiful suburban neighborhood, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and promise for their future together. They had both were starting fresh in a new neighborhood, ready to build a life filled with love and adventure. They were both eager also to start a family. Pri has been waiting for years until their financial wealth was solid. She was ready to start a family with Maverick and to live the American Dream in a beautiful neighborhood.
Pri was an exotic beauty, with long, flowing hair, a beautiful brunette, and skin that seemed to glow with an inner radiance. Her body was the embodiment of pure sensuality, with curves that seemed to go on forever. Maverick was blessed. Pri had the most gorgeous, luscious ass, capable of truly turning heads everywhere she went. Pri worked out in the gym often, and she worked out her glutes often. So her ass was perfectly round, firm, and sexy. Her bathing suits however were more on the conservative side, covering her ass cheeks, while all her friends wore thongs in beaches, spas, waterfalls, vacations, and swimming pools. However, the thought of showing off her ass in a thong, since she worked so hard to perfectly sculpt it through the gym and diet, did cross her mind at times, and she thought it would be scandalous and hot to subtly tease other guys. But her good side wanted to be that nude and revealing to Maverick only.
Once, however, upon the request and dare of her girlfriends, during a all girls vacation trip, she did wear her friend's gift to her which was a cheeky black bikini -- which did show her ass cheeks to a small degree and her bikini top showed a very deep cleavage -- both of which mesmerized the men who stared at her, and shocked her husband who saw her photos and live-feed on social media. But most of her bikini collection were conservative compared to other girls and Instagram/Social media models, although still sexy.
Pri moved with the grace of a dancer, her hips swaying seductively as she walked.
Moreover, Maverick and Pri's sex life was phenomenally hot. Both had a high sex drive. They role-played several times during their steamy sexy sessions. However, up until recently Maverick stopped wearing a condom when fucking Pri since they were now actively trying to start a family.
"We should get to know our new neighbors," Maverick said, as they unpacked their belongings. "It will be good to make some new friends."
As they explored their new neighborhood, Pri couldn't help but feel excitement at the thought of all the possibilities that lay ahead. She had always been somewhat of a free spirit, and the prospect of making new friends in this new neighborhood and experiencing new adventures and a fresh social life filled her with a sense of anticipation.
As they walked the streets, Pri felt a jolt of excitement in her body, and she smiled at Maverick, feeling grateful for the opportunity to experience this new phase of their lives together.
The couple visited a few houses and made new friends quick. As they approached the last house in the neighborhood in the very corner of the street, Pri could see that the house had an unkept feeling about it. The house had a bright pink door that stood out against the white exterior. She heard the sound of hip hop music playing loud inside.
As they approached the house, Pri could see that the windows were open. The couple could hear the sound of voices and laughter coming from inside as if there was a party going on.
Maverick rang the doorbell, and a moment later, a large, burly, Black man opened the door. He appeared serious at first, but then smiled as Maverick introduced himself and Pri as his new neighbors. Pri could see that he was wearing nothing but a pair of baggy denim jeans and a black tank-top. His chest was broad and muscular, with a thick trail of curls that disappeared beneath the waistband of his jeans. He had a strong, commanding presence.
"Welcome to the neighborhood!" he boomed, extending a meaty paw in greeting. "I'm Reggie, by the way. Reggie Williams," he added, with a smile that was more than a little patronizing.
After Maverick shook his hand, Pri took his hand and gave it a cordial shake, noticing the calluses on his fingers and the thickness of his grip.
She couldn't help but wonder what kind of work he did, or if he even had a job at all considering his demeanor and rough thuggish personality.
"Nice to meet you, Reggie," Pri said, trying to keep her voice light and friendly. "We're your new neighbors now" she added as a reiteration of what Maverick already stated. Pri also pointed towards her new home on the other side of the park.
"Well, welcome to the neighborhood," Reggie said, not taking his gaze off the beautiful sexy lighter-skinned Pri. "I'm hosting a little barbecue next week, you two should come," he said, with a hint of flirtation in his voice. "It will be easier to make more friends in the neighborhood that way," he added.
Pri couldn't help but feel the heat rise to her cheeks at the suggestion, she had always been a bit of a party animal and the idea of a night filled with food, alcoholic drinks, and good company was very appealing.
Maverick, on the other hand, seemed a bit more hesitant. He wasn't much of a socializer and the thought of attending a party where he didn't know anyone at all made him feel a bit uneasy especially considering Reggie's obvious attraction towards Pri. But he knew he had to make friends with everyone in their new community.
"That sounds like a lot of fun," Pri said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "We'll be sure to come."
"Well, we better get going," Maverick said, feeling a little uncomfortable under Reggie's intense gaze on his wife. "We have a lot of unpacking to do."
"Of course," Pri said. "Thanks for the invitation, Reggie."
As they walked away, Maverick couldn't help but feel uneasy. There was something about Reggie Williams that made him feel uneasy. Maybe it was the way he looked at Pri like he wanted to devour her.
As soon as they got to their new house, they began unpacking. Their new neighborhood was bathed in a warm orange light as the sun began to set. Humming to herself, Pri lighted some candles and began preparing dinner while Maverick took a seat on the couch and opened a cold beer.
She was in her element, and Maverick couldn't help but watch her with admiration, and he couldn't help but feel grateful that she was his.
As they sat down to eat, Maverick couldn't help but wonder what kind of man Reggie Williams was. Reggie, a black man who lived in a nice suburban community, exuded the image of a thug from the ghetto.
A week went by fast and Pri and Maverick started to get settled into the neighborhood. As the weekend approached, the couple decided to attend the barbeque that Reggie was holding in the evening. Both Maverick and Pri came nicely dressed up and met all the neighbors in the party. Pri quickly became friends with the other middle-aged ladies in the neighborhood, mostly white ladies and some Asian, Latina, and black ladies. Pri looked the most stunning because she was wearing a form-fitting black dress that flaunted her curves and revealed a hint of cleavage.
Throughout the party, Reggie couldn't help but stare at Pri. He loved sexy women with curves in all the right places and he could tell she was a woman he wanted to touch.
Reggie was a bit older, in his early forties (by comparison, Maverick was 37 and Pri was 34. Throughout the party, Reggie couldn't help but think of what he would like to do with her. He had been with many women but he had never had an animalistic primal desire like this before. He wanted to make her moan under his touch and beg for more. He wanted to make her lose herself in a carnal sexual intercourse with himself.
The party continued into the night, with drinks flowing and music playing. The food was delicious, and the guests mingled and socialized, getting to know one another.
Maverick and Pri found themselves chatting with the neighbors, mostly consisting of couples. There was a young couple, Mike and Lily, who welcomed them to the neighborhood. They were both in their mid-twenties and were newlyweds. They were both professionals, working in the city. They were friendly and outgoing, and Maverick and Pri enjoyed their company.
As the night progressed, Maverick couldn't help but be aware of Reggie Williams's ongoing gaze on Pri. He could see the animalistic unhinged lust in his eyes, and it made him feel a little uneasy.
He'd always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and soon the thought of Reggie observing his wife with that level of attention made him feel both uncomfortable and subtly excited.
As the party went on, Maverick noticed that Reggie managed to get into conversation with Pri. He had a way of listening to her, really paying attention to everything she said, like he was taking it all in. Pri seemed to be enjoying his company.
As the party ensued, Pri's back was turned away from Reggie as she talked with the other partygoers, but Maverick noticed that Reggie was ogling her voluptuous, poundable, and seductive round ass. Without a doubt, Pri had a flawless nice and perfect poundable ass and perfect tits. She had a slim-thick, curvaceous, fit figure with flawless facial features. She had a stunning face that was exotic. She was considered a total beauty and developed this reputation as she grew up. People would constantly congratulate Maverick on his success in finding a trophy wife who is on par with Instagram models and Miss Universes.
Pri was deep in conversation with a group of women when Reggie came up to Maverick.
"So, Maverick," he said, clapping a hand on Maverick's shoulder. "You're one lucky guy, huh?"
Maverick raised an eyebrow at him.
"What do you mean?" he asked, trying to keep the edge out of his voice.
"Come on, Maverick. We all know what I mean. You've got a smoking hot wife, and I'd bet my soul to the devil that she's a total wildcat in bed. Am I right?"
