Lying in bed next to my sleeping neighbor, I could not take my eyes off of his huge black cock. I just wanted to play with it, see how fast I could make it hard. I thought about different sexual positions, wondering if I could even ride on top of a cock that big. It was shocking to think how that thick monster fit in me the night before. We fucked missionary on his couch, and I was fucked anal for the first time in his bed. As I scanned back and forth from my engagement ring to his beautiful cock, I had conflicting feelings of disgrace and fulfillment. If anyone found out what I did last night, I do not think I could have lived with myself, while another part of me wanted more.
I was not feeling well so I decided it was time to get out of there. I got out of Bryce's bed and walked to his bathroom as quiet as I could. I was so sore from the night before, my legs felt like Jello. I got to his bathroom, slashed water on my face, and sat on his toilet. When I was done, I opened the door and was greeted by Bryce with his friendly smile and the sight of his huge dick hanging down his thigh. He handed me a bottled water and my clothes and said, "that was fun last night, don't worry, Dan doesn't need to know." I felt so embarrassed and awkward. I struggled to put my shorts and t-shirt on and then began to limp towards his front door. Along the way, I chugged the water that he gave me and told that last night was a mistake and could not happen again. For a moment, I felt proud of the way I said it, but he chuckled which made it clear that he was not taking me seriously. When we got to his door, he gave me a kiss on my forehead and gave me a hug that sent chills through my body. I peeked out the door to make sure no one would see me and raced next door to my condo unit.
When I got home, I took a long shower and fell back asleep. I was woken up a couple hours later from the phone ringing. I picked up the phone and it was my fiancé Dan. My heart initially skipped a beat, as if Dan knew what happened last night. He clearly didn't so I began to relax, and we had a pretty normal conversion. I told how I didn't feel well due to the night I had out with work friends. He laughed it off and blabbed about Army stuff. He was telling me a story from the night before and in my head, all I can think was 'oh yeah, that was around the same time our black neighbor was fucking my brains out.'
I spent the rest of day in recovery mode, falling in and out of sleep on my living room couch. I woke up close around midnight to a clacking sound coming from next door. "Holy shit, he's already fucking someone else!" The woman was moaning as loud as I was the night before and a jealous rage came over me. My pussy was still sore, but it didn't stop me from fingering myself. I came immediately, well before they had finished fucking. It was torture having to listen to them, wishing it was me getting fucked by Bryce.
The rest of the weekend, I did not leave my condo. I basically just laid around obsessed with piecing everything together from the Friday night I had. On Monday, I went to work with goal of going back to having a normal life. Work did help take my mind off Bryce but when I got home, I practically ran to my front door to avoid the chance of seeing him. When I got home, I poured a glass of wine, made myself dinner, and settled down to watch TV. I was hoping for Dan to call but I knew he wasn't going to get a chance to call me until later in the week. I was bored and kept thinking about Bryce. The thought then came to me to maybe go on the internet and look up some porn sites. I had never done it before, but I was curious to look at other big black cocks, However, just when I got online, my doorbell ring. I looked through my peep hole and saw it was Bryce. It was like he knew what I was doing and nerves rushed through me. I quickly assessed the way I looked. I was still in my work clothes. I was wearing a sexy flowered dress that in hindsight, I probably wore subconsciously, on the chance I saw Bryce.
