The New Neighbour -- Part 15
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It was day nine of George's thirty-day sentence, a Friday evening at around midnight and a day before the first two of the three recent videoclips would make their way to the prison. There were always administrative delays that could add twenty-four hours to the actual receipt of the clips. The old man wanted to further delay the release of the third video clip to let George stew in his own juices after viewing the first two new ones. He hoped that that third clip would send him over the edge, but if not then the next clips would certainly go a long way in chipping away at the helpless husband's sanity.
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George wasn't the only person at the prison anxiously awaiting the release of the new video clips. Cletus, Jimmy and Hank had already received advanced copies of the first two thanks to Stacey who both Jimmy and Hank had visited at McAllister's since hearing that she was a member of the masked angels. The two young men had paid a premium to double team Stacey for an hour in private and although she had protested at first telling them to go slow she quickly gave in after a relentless attack by the two horny men shouting out a few orgasms to their delight. They couldn't wait to book a similar get-together with Mrs. Amanda Prescott when she was recruited but in the meantime they would have to be satisfied with jerking off to her explicit video clips.
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The old man waited patiently for Amanda to return home. She had been called in to work the late-night shift at the hospital which included a hour long run out to the community shelter for drug rehabilitation to administer medication and ensure that all thirty-six resident/patients were doing alright. One of the nurse's tasks was to prepare and set out the daily medication for the next week which Amanda had completed at the hospital dispensary before leaving for the centre.
By the time Amanda arrived at the rehab centre at 9:00pm most of the resident patients were fast asleep which made her job much easier as some of the individuals could be unruly and difficult to handle at times and she was by herself this evening. Normally a security guard accompanied her but no one was available this time. Amanda was not overly concerned as she always felt safe at the centre whether accompanied by a guard or not. She was convinced if something came up that she could handle it by herself.
She was nearing the end of her rounds prepared to head back home when she entered Phil Lucas's room. Phil was an overweight alcoholic in his late fifties who had frequent alcohol-induced lapses of memory making it difficult to maintain a strict medication regiment. Amanda had encouraged the likable man to get out more often and socialize. She knew little about his background other than that he had two adult children and had been divorced for over ten years. He had taken her up on a suggestion to go to the weekly country dance which he often frequented and for all intents and purposes it seemed to be working. Amanda didn't realize that Phil was enamored by her and had frequent dreams of having sex with her.
Amanda set his medication down on his dresser leaving him a note with an encouraging smiley face hoping that he was doing much better. She added a P.S. that she would see him at the dance the following evening assuming of course that he was up to attending.
She tiptoed around the bed in the small room making sure not to wake him. The sound of his light snoring gave her confidence that she would not disturb him. She frowned when she saw an empty vodka bottle on the floor next to the bed. One step forward three steps back she thought feeling sorry for him but knowing that he had to help himself to find the ultimate road to full recovery.
She wiped her forehead of sweat with the back of her hand. The room was quite warm. The unknown owners of the building were apparently less than enthusiastic about spending money to update the antiquated air conditioning system and the result was a less than comfortable stay for all concerned on a warm evening. Amanda had complained more than a few times to the building management all to no avail. She promised to reach out to them again and threaten to file a complaint with the city if they ignored her again.
Having completed her tasks Amanda moved to the door about to leave when Phil turned on to his back and in his sleep kicked off the bed sheets. Amanda momentarily turned to look back at the rustling sound. Phil was completely naked but that was not what had shocked her -- it was the sizable erection that stood tall and that seemed to be throbbing as if it were breathing on its own. Amanda stopped dead in her tracks, her knees trembling at the sight. She couldn't look away. She felt it was calling to her. Before she knew it she had moved back into the room, closed the door and began removing her clothes until she stood as naked as the short overweight man.
For a few seconds she stood in confusion wondering where she was and why she was naked but the suggestive conditioning hit her hard, took hold and would not release its grip on her until it was satisfied. Only then would it release her.
Phil Lucas was on the verge of being added to a growing list of men who would experience the sexual charms of the beautiful Mrs. Amanda Prescott even though she would never have consented in a lifetime to let the likes of Phil Lucas anywhere near her. While she was empathetic and would do almost anything to help him physical or sexual content was out of the picture. Her suggestive conditioning was about to change all of that.
She moved closer to the bed, reached down and without a second thought took the warm, hard, pulsating erection in her hand. She shivered as her fingers encircled the throbbing warm flesh. She began to stroke it, slowly up and down while feeling her pussy throb in response quenching her channel with slippery lubricant in preparation. Phil's body tensed at the contact but he did not wake from a semi-drunken stupor.
A minute later Amanda removed her hand which was wet with his pre-seminal fluid. She stared hungrily at the erection while licking her hand clean of his fluid which caused her heart to race. She couldn't get enough as her animal hunger overwhelmed her.
She dropped to her knees and bent forward taking the sleeping man's hardness into her mouth sucking on it lovingly while she moved her right hand between her legs plunging three fingers as deep as she could. Within minutes she felt the erection in her mouth begin to swell. She immediately released it from her mouth watching the saliva-coated hardness bob waiting for the signs of the near ejaculation to abate. Phil's hips began to move up and down as if searching for the warm wet mouth although he remained completely out of it.
Amanda got up off her knees and stood next to the bed staring patiently at the bobbing erection which, to her, seemed to be calling out to her. She smiled and moved onto the bed straddling the sleeping man angling to avoid his heavy gut. She felt the first contact with the head of his penis as she moved into position. She grasped it just below the head and lodged it in place between her labia at the entrance to her tunnel. Slowly she lowered her hips feeling it slide easily into her depths.
"Ooooohhhh..." she said softly revelling in the sensation not wanting to wake him.
Up and down and up and down she moved slowly at first. She began to pick up the pace her body stimulated by the onslaught of his penis moving back and forth within her. She constantly adjusted her hips to increase the contact with the hot spots within her over-sensitive channel. She felt an orgasm heading her way and began to rotate her hips as she fucked herself stimulating as much of her interior channel as possible. She felt the orgasm getting closer and closer. She grasped her right nipple pulling and tugging on the bloated flesh further stimulating her sensitive body.
As her orgasm was about to wash over her she saw that he was awake. It had happened without warning as his breathing slowed and his eyes slowly opened. Without a second thought she released her nipple and lowered her upper body pushing her large breasts into his face. Not yet realizing what was happening but seeing two perfectly large breasts coming at him he instinctually moved his head forward colliding with her chest and capturing a thick nipple in his mouth. He began to feast upon the delicious, delectable bud savouring and tasting her.
"Ooohhh yessss..." she growled as her hip movements became frantic and her pussy muscles began to clench and unclench around his hardness. The orgasm steamrolled her as she cried out in ecstasy her pussy muscles squeezing the imbedded erection draining every last drop of his sperm from his heavy body as he emptied into her unable to maintain any control. The two ground their hips against each other for a minute more before stopping.
Phil lapsed once again into a deep alcoholic sleep as if nothing had happened. Amanda pulled up off of him feeling his penis slip from her body. She was ready again to take him into her mouth to get him ready for round two when he suddenly rolled onto his stomach. In panic she tried and tried to roll him back but was unsuccessful -- he was just to heavy for her to move. Frustrated she sat on the edge of the bed her pussy crying out for more. She fingered herself to a second milder orgasm that was less than satisfying. As she stood to dress she didn't realize that she had left a puddle of sperm and orgasmic vaginal discharge on the floor. She dressed and stood to leave but hesitated, looking around as if confused as to what had happened and what she was doing there. The suggestive conditioning had been temporarily sated but still lightly held on. Deep in her subconscious she was wailing in shock and embarrassment at what she had done.
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A little after midnight Phil woke to relieve himself in the common washroom on the floor. As he urinated he tried to recall his recent recurring dreams about fucking nurse Amanda. It was one of the most powerful dreams he had had in some time. When he returned to his room he checked the bed certain that he had a wet dream. When he found no evidence on the bed he thought that he had imagined it all until he stepped into something wet and slippery. He turned on the light and looked down at a slippery mess believing that he had somehow ejaculated on the floor. He reached for a couple of Kleenex on the dresser and bent down to clean up the mess when he noticed that something was off. Phil, no stranger to masturbation, knew what it looked and smelled like but this was different. There was something mixed into the sperm that instinctually hardened him. Could it be possible? He thought thinking that he might have actually fucked nurse Amanda. In your dreams only!!! He said to himself laughing before moving back onto the bed and falling asleep.
