This is a story of fiction about a woman held captive to her desires. It contains non-consensual and reluctance scenes. This is my first foray into this genre. I was also exploring sexual vocalizing, an aspect usual missed. All characters are eighteen years or older.
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I've known my very good next-door neighbours, Don and his wife Jade, for many years. He is American, while Jade is Japanese. Jade, who is 5' 8" tall, was the former Miss Japan some twenty-odd years ago. She is nearly twenty years younger than her husband, and almost ten years younger than me.
Jade is a very attractive woman of forty-five years, even after two kids she looks incredible. Behind her intelligent eyes, she has a kind unassuming face, and a calm, serene personality. While she still retained a bit of her Japanese accent, she has a soft gentle way of speaking.
For the past few weeks, I had begun to develop an unhealthy sexual infatuation of Jade. I fantasized fucking her. I fantasized about her sucking me off. From my kitchen window, I watched her as she swam or layout on a chaise lounge in the shade. I watched as she adjusted her bikini top over breasts, or adjust the leg openings of her bottoms. Holding my cock through my shorts, I watched as she applied moisturizer to her arms, legs, stomach, neck, face, and breasts. Fuck, she looked so freaking hot.
One very hot afternoon Jade called me on the phone and asked if I could give her a hand out by the pool. Of course, I agreed.
We had no fence between our homes so I was able to walk across to where she waited.
"Hi, thanks for coming, I really appreciate this," she said with a refreshing smile.
She was dressed in a diaphanous white beach smock over a yellow bikini. She looked stunning. While I wore black swim trunks and a tank top.
"I need a hand pulling down the chaise lounge cushions." She said as she led the way to the pool shed, her walk was smooth, while her hips flowed seductively. I could picture her walking, no, more like gliding in a kimono.
On tiptoes, she attempted to reach for one on the uppermost shelf. She began to wobble and stagger when they began to tumble down. I quickly moved up behind her to steady her and reached up to stop them from cascading down on her.
While we struggled to gain control of the avalanche, my cock was pressed up between the orbs of her beautiful ass. The attempt on my part to push cushions back caused my cock to repeated ride up and down between the crack of her magnificent ass.
We were able to bring them down one at a time. I marvelled at her ass as she bent over the cushions.
"I am sorry about that, I could have fallen on you." She said. I thought I noticed her blush as she glanced at my crotch.
"No problem, it just caused me to get a bit hard." I chuckled as I looked into her eyes. She made a quick glance at my crotch.
She put her hand to her mouth and let out a delightful giggle.
"Oh sure, I'd like to see that..." she realized what she said and clapped her hand over her mouth and blushed deeply.
I thought about it. It had been some time since I last had sex. I was feeling very horny. We were in a shed, no one could see so I pulled down the front of my swim trunks and let my generous size semi-erect penis flop out.
She looked at my cock, then up at me with an incredulous look. She looked outside, then back at my penis and then back at me.
"George, what are you doing? I know what I said, but"...
..." Touch it." I said cutting her off.
She made a move to reach out to it and pulled her hand back.
"George?" She said while eyes remained fixed on my cock.
"Do it, take it in your hand, I know you want to touch it," I told her.
She looked outside again, then at me, and then at my cock. She hesitantly reaches to it and gently ran her fingers over the length.
"Hold it and stroke it," I told her.
She licked her lips, looked outside, and closed her hand around my shaft and began to slowly stroke it as it grew and pulsated in her grasp.
"George, this is so wrong!" She said, her eyes remained fixed on my cock and continued to stroke it, her fingers no longer to able to touch around the circumference.
"Suck it," I said to her.
"What? I'm a married woman, My husband... I couldn't ." She argued weakly.
"Go ahead, Jade, suck my cock, I know you want to do it.
She looked nervous and conflicted. She had not let go of my cock. She looked outside, then at me, then at my hard cock in her hand, then dropped to her knees onto one of the cushions.
"I really shouldn't." She softly said to herself.
She explored it with her eyes, moving it this way and that. Then she looked up at me for a moment before she began to tenderly kiss and lick my cock. Her tongue circled the bulbous tip before kissing it. With one more glance up at me, she opened her mouth, glanced out the door, then took me into her mouth and began sucking cock like a deprived woman.
She looked up at me guiltily as it became apparent that she was enjoying what she was doing. She sucked, her cheeks caved in from the efforts while moaning desirously.
The pleasure she created was way better than expected. She knew her way around a cock and seemed to relish it. She was really good.
Then another surprise. She began throating me, pushing my length deep down her throat until her nose was in my pubes.
She placed her hands on my ass and pulled me into her face. Understanding her intent I firmly held her head as I began to fuck her incredible mouth.
I held her head tighter as I continued to fuck her beautiful face. Thrusting in and out of her throat then ramming it home. She moaned with pleasure as her hand went under her dress and between her legs, her lips squelching wetly around my flesh.
It was not long before I felt a familiar burn in the groin. With the certainty that I was about to cum in her beautiful mouth, it quickly intensified. I moved faster and harder. "MmmmmmMmmm." She moaned.
Then it came. With a violent shudder, the first rope of cum went straight down her throat. I pulled back and the next eruption gushed thickly into her mouth. I pulled out and the subsequent eruption burst thickly across her face.
"Oh, god!" She said breathlessly as she gobbled my cock back into her mouth in an attempt to catch the final eruption which again filled her mouth. She swallowed with a moan and look of satisfaction, then tenaciously resumed sucking my cock as she attempted to get more semen. "Mmmmmhmmmm." She intoned lubriciously.
Then when she was satisfied there was no more be had, she reluctantly released my cock. She spread my cum all over her face and neck, licking and sucking her fingers.
She stood, looked at me angrily, then looked outside.
"Never do that again." She hissed, then stormed off to her house.
For over a week she avoided me. I never saw her at the pool or around the house or working in the garden with her husband.
I felt remorseful about goading her into performing oral sex on me. I did not want to chase her away.
Then one day she called me to come over. I was pleased that she finally called and walked over.
She looked at me shyly. She was dressed in a modest blouse that showed no cleavage, a delicate gold cross hung from a neck on a fine gold chain, and a simple skirt that fell to just above her knees, and wearing simple flat shoes. She looked the epitome of modesty. God, she looked adorable.
"Don's is out in the garden pulling weeds. I don't know why when we pay a landscaping company to do that twice a month. Can I make you a sandwich or something?" She asked shyly as she led me into the kitchen.
