The Immortal, Volume 1
Copyright© 2021 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 24
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 24 - Having outlived yet another wife, Jim is a lonely widower. When new neighbors arrive, he shunts aside his solitude to rejoin the world he protects, and has protected for several thousand years. He rediscovers old talents and skills, using them to bring pleasure to himself and others along the way. (2nd edition with updated prose uploaded 03242026.)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual CrossDressing Fiction Paranormal BDSM MaleDom Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Water Sports Public Sex
The weather turned foul. With high winds driving sleet across the neighborhood for the rest of the week, the only warmth in my exercise routine was Mandy’s morning shows. Downstairs and with naked curves pressed against the glass if left alone. Should Charles leave late for work, she’d appear in an upper-story window. Each time the wide-eyed vixen crumpled from view, concerns over her reactions to the photos and videos faded further.
Did I expect sneaky texts or breathless phone calls now that she had my number? A little. Then again, we weren’t teenagers. Besides, I didn’t want to see or listen to her on a tiny screen. Nope, wanted those slender curves squirming, panting, and moaning in my arms.
The day the clouds broke, a dream involving just that scenario was shattered by my phone’s chirping. A text from Gary. No, not reminding me of Luka and Lisandra, though the pending visit to the Dusk Pride leaders wasn’t far from my thoughts. Instead, the tech genius had worked his magic.
With a smile aching my cheeks, I rolled from bed to change into running gear. My sexy neighbor’s next big challenge loomed.
“Time for you to play my game,” I whispered, scanning her dark home.
Once again, I ran and did laps, and since her husband hadn’t left, the little imp fingered herself by an upstairs window. After she’d collapsed behind the curtains, my tired frame stomped inside to shower. At last, with Charles departed, I sent her a text.
Nice show.
Slut. And thank you, master. You watching makes me come so hard.
Good. My buddy Gary is in town today on business. He and his wife are stopping by for a soak in the hot tub. Swimsuit optional.
No hesitation, her reply appeared.
Yes, master.
Then came the waiting.
It wasn’t until after lunch that my favorite couple rolled into the driveway. With a short, flower-print sundress swirling around those luscious curves, Lucy wasted no time, sliding into my embrace. In colorful trunks and a striped T-shirt, Gary moved past us, carrying a briefcase. With a snort, he arched his eyebrows.
“Warned you, sir. Wifey’s been grinding against the furniture all morning.”
“Really?” I chuckled while running my hands over her back.
“Mm-hmm” With a low growl, she shoved her squirming frame into me. Sharp white teeth nipped at my chin. “Gonna let me ride you, sweetie?”
“Yes,” I replied, leading her inside by the wrist.
As he set up a laptop on the hot tub rim, his wife’s dress fell away. A second later, panties followed. She never wore bras, and spike-tipped full globes swayed as she surged closer. Although he said nothing, I caught the smirk. Yeah, the poor man needed a break.
High-octane all the time, she was a ball of sultry fire. As those gleaming curves sauntered nearer, my pulse spiked. A quick rake of nails over my bulging crotch and I let her lower my swimsuit. My stiff pole whipped out to find a soft palm waiting. A whimper slid from her as the hand skimmed my shaft.
“Hmm, my poor pussy is already...” Her breathing hitched, and those eyes glowed. “Fuck, baby. Mmm, these delicious ridges. Oh, missed you sumthin’ awful, Jim.”
“Yeah, can tell.”
A laugh left me as we stepped into the swirling jets. My fingernail tracing a stiff nipple got those talented full lips to tremble. She stayed near, hands roaming my frame.
“Come here,” I said, tugging a slender wrist. “Missed you, too, sexy.”
Even as I sank into a seat, she moved backward between my legs. No preamble, her fist gripped my cock, and dusky sultriness lowered, taking me into slippery heat. As she moaned to the sky, I unleashed a sigh for the ages.
Once impaled, she reclined with a quiet moan before twisting to press full, soft lips against my mouth. As her tongue found mine, her insides clenched, pulling a groan from me.
At Gary’s low cough, I broke from his wife’s kiss. After a loud smack of those lovely lips, she also faced him. Seated across from us, he started a video.
“Showtime, sir, uh, Jim.”
In all her naked, bound, and writhing glory, Mandy appeared in that mountain clearing. As the scene unfolded, Lucy rose and fell while my hands wandered both firm, spiky-tipped boobs. Her moaning grew deeper until each gentle press of my fingertips pulled louder cries from the delightful woman.
With eyes glued to the screen, her husband’s smile widened. A muscled arm was moving in his lap. His swimsuit had been abandoned in a pile next to mine.
“Damn, that little hottie of yours is amazing,” he said. “And, uh”—he glanced at a fat envelope beside the laptop—”as you expected, we ain’t the only ones thinkin’ that.”
“You’re both beasts,” Lucy purred before turning to nip at my lower lip. “Mmm, Jim, you fuck so nice. Oh, um, and Gary says I can come over and play. You know if she’d like that ... again.”
Before my brain could form a reply, her husband’s jaw dropped. I followed his gaze into the backyard. Mandy. With dark hair bouncing in a high ponytail, she wore nothing while crossing the grass towards us. She clutched only a towel and her phone.
Once on the deck, she flashed me a smile. Her scan swept the naked beauty frozen atop me and Gary’s gaping expression. With my hands on Lucy’s chest, the tiniest flicker of jealousy appeared in those gleaming blue jewels, but after a quiet exhale, she gnawed at her lower lip.
“What?” Although Mandy’s voice was even, her cheeks reddened. “I was blindfolded, but my nose works just fine. You were at the BBQ, in this very tub, with Jim. Knew it was you at the, um, picnic.”
While the married pair exchanged amused looks, the minx placed the towel and phone beside the laptop and gazed into the frothy water. When she started to climb in, Gary laughed and held out his hand to help her into the swirling jets.
“Yeah, she’s a keeper,” he said.
“Mmm, sure is,” Lucy added, restarting her languid stroking. “Her little spikes are all spikey, dear.”
Right as I scanned Mandy’s sharp nipples, she hissed when his hands slipped her into his lap. At first, she tensed, and her arms flailed in the water. Yep, my turn to be jealous, and a flash of heat ripped through me.
My buddy noticed. His eyebrows arched, and both large paws froze on her heaving ribs.
When those blue pools locked on me, a swirl of emotions was whipping behind them. Confusion. Should she ride him? Was that what her master desired? Hell, within me, indecision—a rare event—had me frozen.
At first, she gulped, but when I exhaled and forced a grin, her muscles relaxed. After giving Gary a nod, his gradual twisting eased her lower. After a curt sigh, her head lolled backward, and she panted at the sky.
“Hmm, nice,” he murmured. “Ah, she’s wet ... and um, so tight. Oh, damn, that clenching ... Mmm, fuck, Jim.”
“Oh, God,” Mandy whispered as both hands shot from the water to clasp his arms. Her gaze dropped from the heavens, and those eyes bored into my soul. “Slow, um, plea—”
With her shaking lips pursed, her words stopped. As his grip drove her ever downward, those giant blue pools never left me. At last, after leaning back with his fingers locked behind his head, he flashed a wide grin over her shoulder. While gulping air, she slid her hands beneath the water to clutch both muscled thighs.
Despite his wife’s energetic bouncing on my cock, more heat flared within me. That’d been unscripted, but my focus whipped to the image frozen on the screen.
Was I actually going through with this? Would Mandy ... my gaze locked on her eyes. Concern? For what? Oh, gods ... Although her arousal was obvious, she was shivering. Even as the always-hungry Lucy rode me, my sexy neighbor was worried about upsetting and losing me? Really?
So, not Debbie; she’d never had such issues. Besides, the wide-eyed minx had nothing to fear from the insatiable dark beauty. She was Gary’s, not mine.
“Okay, showtime,” I murmured before reaching for the laptop.
As soon as the video restarted, Mandy gasped. It wasn’t the chunks of raw footage I’d shared in the car. This was playing on Gary and Lucy’s “fun” website, and well-edited scenes rolled across the screen.
While a clearly even hornier Lucy was clamping me ever tighter and pumping quicker, Mandy’s eyelids continued to widen. She was trembling.
A last doubt.
Only one way to be sure.
“Who are you?” I asked while slowing the dark-skinned fury with my hands.
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