Jack frowned, his thought process interrupted by the heavy metal music he had just noticed, and he scanned the buildings to see if he could pinpoint the disturbance. He couldn't quite tell where it was coming from. When he looked directly down though, he stopped, his jaw falling open and he couldn't help but stare.
Stretched out on a reclining pool chair near the front of the patio across from his on the next floor down was the girl he had met at the vending machine yesterday. What made him stop in shock and stare was what she was wearing, or rather, what she wasn't wearing. Lying on her back in the morning sunlight, Britt was wearing nothing but a pair of tiny sunglasses and an even tinier pair of thong underwear.
Jack almost ducked back into his patio, but then he realized from the angle her head was at that she wasn't looking at him. Instead her head sort of lulled to the side as if she was taking a nap. Her luxurious raven hair was spread out around her head. He could see now why he hadn't noticed any tan lines on her olive skin during the quick peeks he had received yesterday. He began to feel a voyeuristic excitement spreading through him, so he moved to the edge of the patio where he would be less likely to be spotted and continued to watch.
Her ample breast stood out away from her body, falling only slightly to the sides, seemingly in defiance of gravity. That probably meant they were fake, but that fact really didn't faze Jack. Personally he preferred getting his hands on the real thing as opposed to silicone, but when he was just looking, there wasn't much of a difference. They were, just barely, a little too big for his taste, probably running a large c-cup or even a small d. His cock, however, which was beginning to stir and tent the front of his pants outward, didn't find much of a problem with that.
The girl's legs were slightly spread and Jack's eyes traveled down her body to the point where they met. Even at this height, he could tell from the way sunlight revealed the coppery glow of her skin that the panties she was wearing were made of some sort of mesh material. From underneath the slightly see-through cloth Jack could make out a very small vertical line of black hair on top of her mound. Obviously, she must have kept the rest shaved bare.
The volume of the music that he had just realized was coming from her apartment briefly got louder as the sliding glass door that Jack couldn't see from his angle opened. Immediately it closed again and muted the sound. From the doorway a man walked into Jack's view carrying a tray with a single glass of what looked like some kind of iced tea.
Jack was shocked. The man was almost completely naked except for a
very
brief leather thong. His body had the perfect lean muscle tone and broad shoulders of a gymnast, without an ounce of fat on him.
Or maybe a swimmer,
Jack thought, because it was also obvious that either he had shaved his entire body, or he was naturally hairless. Like Britt, the man's skin held a deep coppery glow, and seemed to shine in the sunlight. The thing that shocked Jack the most though, was the thick black blind-fold that wrapped around the man's head, completely covering his eyes.
With almost feminine grace, Jack watched the man bend at the waist and unerringly place the try on the table next to her chair, then fluidly sink to his knees next to Britt. His head lowered as if in reverence, the man waited, not saying a word.
Jack watched in utter fascination as the man kept totally still, not moving a muscle, as the moments stretched away. Britt seemed not to notice that he was even there, though Jack had seen her shift her body a little when the door had opened, so it was obvious that she was aware of his presence.
Eventually though, Jack saw her turn her head in the man's direction and raise her arms up over her head, stretching languidly. Her fluid movements making him think of a cat, waking up from a mid-day nap. As she did, her breasts arched forward into the air, seeming to strain upwards towards him. Jack suddenly wished he were not so far away, the longing to take hold of the orbs and caress them was almost overwhelming.
As she relaxed, Jack watched her hand come back down and run lightly over the hairless mans chest, trailing slowly down his wash-board abs. The man didn't move, but Jack could make out his muscles tensing as her fingers wrapped around his massive bulge.
Getting a good grip, she pulled him up and towards her by the groin. He rose smoothly and moved closer to her side. Using her other hand Britt reached up and pulled the man's smooth shaven head down to her breast, his lips immediately wrapping around one of her pencil-eraser like nipples.
Releasing his head, Britt grabbed the man's right hand and drew it down between her legs, where he immediately began to softly massage her pussy lips through her flimsy panties. Jack could only imagine what her other hand was doing, with the man's body now blocking his view, but he could see his hips flexing rhythmically toward her.
After a few minutes of this, Britt lifted her hips off of the chair slightly. The man obviously took the hint, because he immediately hooked his fingers around the tiny bit of cloth and slid her panties down her toned legs.
Jack's cock strained against his pants painfully, begging for release, as he saw the dainty slit between her legs revealed, the sun glinting off of the juices that covered it. This was so hot; he reached down and began to stroke himself through the fabric.
With her panties removed, Britt stood and drew the man to his feet to join her. Reaching down to his waist, she found some kind of pull tab and gave it a yank. Immediately the thin strap that had held his thong together fell away. Jacks eyes bugged out of his head.
Holy shit!
Jack had never been in any way ashamed of the size of his own package. He knew he wasn't huge, but he was comfortably on the plus side of average, and had never heard any complaints. The monster that he watched spring into view, however, was nothing short of circus huge. It had to be at the very least ten full inches, if not more, and it had the girth to more than match it. Britt's tiny hands only made it seem more obscenely large as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around it.
Leading him, still blindfolded, by his massive cock Britt turned the man around and sat him down on the long chair with his back leaning up against the wrought iron railing. She left him suddenly and moved out of Jacks sight to the back of the balcony, returning a few seconds later with two long black strips of silky cloth dangling from her hands.
Jack watched, fascinated, as she stretched out first one muscled arm and then the other, tying each securely to the railing. Her deft movements told him that she was very familiar with this game.
Though it wasn't really his thing, Jack had on occasion played around a little with some light bondage and submission. Not, of course, with Kelly. She would have never gone in for that sort of thing. She had always, in Jacks opinion, been a little too restrained in bed; preferring nothing more than standard missionary position sex. Only rarely pushing it any farther, and never without Jack's insistence. A few previous girlfriends had been willing to experiment. Though, if there was going to be a little spank and tickle, Jack usually preferred to be on top, as it were.
Different strokes for different folks,
Jack thought.
It was amazing though, to watch this tiny, pixy-like girl play dominant to the big, muscle bound man's submissive. Jack could definitely see the appeal. Having one of your senses taken away by the blindfold, and being totally unable to control the actions happening to you; it had to be hugely erotic. Some foggy memory in the back of his mind stirred at that, but as he tried to pin it down, it slipped away again.
Having finished with the straps, Britt threw her leg over the big man's lap and slowly began to run the tip of his cock up and down over the waiting opening to her pussy. The glistening wetness that came from her ready hole coated his straining head.
From where Jack was standing he had a perfect view down between them, and he wondered suddenly how in the world this petite little girl was going to fit that thing inside her. But, once she was satisfied that it was properly lubed, Britt bent her legs and Jack watched as the head of mans vast cock disappeared inside of her.
