Neighborhood Watch: The Adventures of Dick Ryder Page 2

  “Here you go my baby. Enjoy.”

  And with that my cock bounced in her hands and a big gob of cum erupted from my tip and splashed against her cheek.

  “Ooh yes, baby, more, more… please… more”

  She tugged on me and I ejaculated again. Another big splash of white cum landed over her eye and dripped down the side of her nose. I watched her working on my cock pulling on it. She was looking at it and my prick was just inches away from her face. I squirted more spunk on her, this time landing on her nose and over her mouth. She quickly licked up any cum she could with a flick of her tongue.

  “Ooh, baby,” she’d say. “Yes, baby. Cum baby. Give me all of it,” she kept saying this over and over again.

  I didn’t know how much I could cum but I kept cumming like she was pumping a deep well. She knew how to use my cock. I ejaculated on her face again, this time on her forehead and in her hair. She sucked on me to encourage me to cum more and as she pulled me out of her mouth I exploded the biggest wad of cum I had given her yet. This landed diagonally across her face from her eye to her chin.

  “My god, you have so much cum for me. Please, baby, give me more.”

  And with such good manners I gave her more. She opened her mouth and she pumped two squirts of my cum onto her tongue and she licked her lips putting my cum all over her lips and then sucking it back in.

  “Your cum smells so good. So masculine,” she said after swallowing the load.

  “Drink all of it, my love,” I said to her, and she took her fingers and scooped up all my cum from her face a little bit at a time and she licked it off her fingers.

  “Hmmm… you are so finger licking good. I want to spend my life sucking your cock and drinking your cum.”

  She looked up at me with a mischievous look on her face. My cum was still dotted all over her and she looked beautiful. I wanted to capture this moment on film but I didn’t have a camera.

  “You will have a lifetime of sucking this cock,” I said.

  She looked up at me with a grin and said, “You’re all I ever need, baby.”

  She continued to scoop my cum off her face and suck it off her fingers and I watched her like a proud stallion. She took a turn to suck me off each time she had scooped some of my cum into her mouth.

  My cock was still a rod of hard flesh, bobbing in front of her. And she kissed it and licked it and loved it with her mouth until she finished drinking all the cum I had blessed her with.

  She looked at my still hard, still erect cock.

  “Have I not done a good job?”

  She was genuinely concerned.

  “No baby, my cock just hasn’t finished with you yet.”

  “Ooh, what does your cock want to do with me?” she eagerly asked.

  “He wants to fuck your pussy. Teach you what you were made for.”

  She moaned and turned away from me on all fours on the couch.

  “Push your head into the cushion,” I ordered.

  She did and her ass was a mountain of soft, carnal flesh and her pussy a sweet, glistening mouth between her legs that I needed to kiss.

  I got on my knees at the end of the couch and grabbed the two halves of her bum with each hand. I brought my face up to her bald cunt and inhaled her softly pungent aroma. Her vagina was wet and she smelt like the forest after rain.

  I flicked my tongue over her clit. Just a tease.

  “Aah, take me Dick, take me,” she said.

  “Where are your manners?”

  “Please, pretty please with your cock on top. Take me. I’m all yours.”

  I licked her clit again. Her taste was sweet and savory like salty, sweaty skin. I loved it. I thrust my tongue into her honey pot and her wetness coated me in warmth. I tasted her and my cock pulsed with pleasure. I stuck my tongue in and out of her deeply. As deeply as I could go. Each time her cave enveloped me in the warm, sweet wetness of her juice. I knew my cock was dribbling cum again.

  Veronica kept moaning and begging me to take her.

  “I want to eat you first,” I said, “you just taste too damn good.”

  She moaned at that. I slid myself onto the couch underneath her and spread her pussy wide open. I put my index and middle finger of each hand inside her box and spread her open. I gazed in awe at her deep wet cavern and put my face right up into her bald taco and sucked and licked and stuck my tongue as deep as it would go.

  I licked my lips, enjoying her sweet and salty warm taste. Veronica grabbed my cock and she was sucking on it as if it was made of layers. Each layer a new and exciting flavor.

  With my thumb I was rubbing her clitoris and eating her pussy like a man deprived. I was hungry for her flesh and I couldn’t get enough of her warm pussy. Her juice was like honey. An elixir that was intoxicating me and making my fuck rod harder than I imagined. I felt I was about to explode.

  “Ooh baby you’ll make me cum,” she gasped.

  “You better cum if you want anymore of my cock,” I said.

  She sighed, moaned and then started groaning.

  “Oh baby, I’m all yours. You’re making me cummmmmm…” and the m trailed on as she groaned and grunted and I shoved my mouth even harder onto her muffin and licked and dipped my tongue into her tunnel to taste the sweetest part of her cum.

  And as she came my cock pulsed and blew my jizz into her mouth again. I couldn’t believe how much cum I had to give. But then I’d never had sex before.

  “Baby, I love it when you cum in my mouth as I’m cumming. It makes me even hornier.”

  I pulled myself out from under her and stood up to admire her. She pushed her face back into the cushion and I thrust my cock into her mouth. She was quick to accept it and take it in. She sucked it and cooed and when I pulled it out she kissed it.

  “God, you make me feel like such a horny whore,” she said.

  “That’s because you are.”

  I pulled her to the end of the couch which had no arm rest.

  “I’m not finished with my sexy slut, yet,” I said.

  “I wish you would never finish,” she answered. “Do what you want with me.”

  “I will baby, and you’ll like it.”

  “Hmm mmm,” she replied.

  Her face was flushed and she was drunk on my cock and the heavy scent of sex in the air. I could still taste her on my lips.

  I grabbed her around the waist and my love rod found her and slipped in. It was a little hard at first and she moaned. I was her first and no one would ever be able to measure up.

  “Oww, oww,” she said.

  “Before the pleasure must come the pain.”

  “I’m not complaining,” she said as she gritted her teeth.

  I thrust myself into her deeply. My cock wouldn’t make it all the way.

  “Ugh,” she sobbed.

  I pounded her again and again.

  “Oww, ugh,” she sobbed, “you’re hurting me.”

  I did it again. My dick was going to have her and have all of her. I fucked her hard and I fucked her deep and it wasn’t long before she was moaning in pleasure.

  “I told you you’d like it,” I said.

  “Aah yes. I will never doubt you again, Dick.”

  And I fucked her long and hard. She moaned and sighed and came. And she came again and then a third time.

  “Fuck me until the morning comes,” she pleaded.

  “I will,” I lied.

  And she came a fourth time and I was jealous. My cock was hard in her wet tunnel which hugged my shaft tight. Her pussy didn’t want to let me go.

  “I want to taste your cock dipped in my juice,” she said.

  I pulled out of her and her pussy stayed open and I bent down to dip my tongue in. She tasted so good and her pussy was swollen and pink and wet and it wanted me still.

  I walked up to her face and she sat up on the couch and grabbed the base of my glistening serpent.

  “Kneel before the cock if you truly worship it,” I said.

  She q
uickly got down on her knees and inhaled the fragrant aroma of her love box on my cock. She licked it and oohed. And then she held my cock firmly at the base and sucked on it as deep as she could.

  “I love the taste of me on your magnificent manhood.”

  “Good,” I said, “show me.”

  She sucked me some more and groaned and moaned. She took me out of her mouth and admired my fleshy bone.

  “I love you,” she said to my cock and she licked all around the base of me where she couldn’t fit me in her mouth. She held my cock up and licked my balls before gently sucking on each one in turn.

  “Do you think there’s any more cum for me?” she asked hopefully.

  “If you ask my cock nicely you might get lucky.”

  “Please, my master and idol. Please find some more cum inside you that I might be blessed with.”

  “Good girl,” I said.

  And she went back to sucking on my cock and rubbing my wet cock all over her face. I could still smell the spicy aroma of sex in the air as she rubbed me over her face and stroked me off with both of her hands.

  “Don’t spill a drop,” I said, and she put me back in her mouth and massaged my shaft with both of her hands. I felt the spasm in my shaft as my cock erupted even more milky cum for her. She was quick to greedily swallow it down. And she tugged harder and sucked quicker and I exploded again. She groaned and sighed. And she kept sucking and drinking my love cream as much as I would give her. Even when I was spent she kept sucking and stroking for a while. Hoping for more.

  “More please. Please, please, please,” she cried.

  “That’s all for today my sex queen. There’ll be more I promise.”

  And that’s how I found out I was blessed after all with a super power. Call it telekinesis or telepathy. A combination of both, but whatever it is; I love it. With the right touch and a focused mental effort I can get women to literally be my sex slaves and love it too.

  My second gift is more genetic in nature. I have been blessed with a larger than average penis. And despite what the bullshit slingers might have you believe, a woman loves a decent sized cock. Now I’m not saying I’m huge. I’m not, but I’m bigger than most. Visually, my erect cock looks large and impressive and women love a good looking impressive cock pointing at them with a cum hither look. I also have great girth. Women like to feel filled by their partner’s cock and mine does an outstanding job. So I’ve been told.

  Regardless of that, I have great control over my ejaculation and I can orgasm multiple times as you learned with my tales of conquest involving Veronica. God I miss her.

  More than that, I ejaculate way more than the average guy. When I cum, I cum a gushing.

  These are my gifts and I share them enthusiastically with all the women I’ve loved and will love. Life has been good to me.

  V was my first love. And so far, my only love. But she broke my heart. I thought we could’ve used my super powers to enjoy each other with abandon. Without judgment and inhibitions getting in the way. I was faithful to her for a long time. Over a year we dated and loved one another until I caught her banging the football star quarterback of our school.

  I was devastated. I’m not afraid to admit that I cried like a baby. My heart was broken and I’ve never been able to fall in love since.

  Superman had his kryptonite, V was my kryptonite, and I figure she ruined me for any other woman. I can give and receive pleasure but I just can’t feel vulnerable anymore. Love is like an ocean fog that I can never escape, yet never embrace.

  Life deals us lemons. Some make lemonade; I make tequila shots with mine.

  I couldn’t wait for Wednesday evening. Sharing myself with you just bummed me out for a couple of days thinking about V. It’s been over fifteen years since we broke up and still, the sting is heart wrenching when I think of her.

  But that’s in the past. I’m a grown man now. All the threes, bingo I’m thirty three and I live in the present. I live for the future and for sharing physical intimacy. But nobody owns the Dickmeister. I lust after whomever I please.

  I’ve never used my secret ability on a married woman, though. I know how deep that knife can cut. Ginger Snap wasn’t married. And dammit, Janet I was looking forward to the pleasure that my phallus and her wonderland would create.

  I had spent both Monday and Tuesday away from my work watching across the street as she left in the morning and came home at night. Each day she seemed even more beautiful than the day before. I was working myself into a delirium. This neighborhood watch idea was the best idea I’d heard of in a long time.

  Funny thing was, I just couldn’t figure out why our neighborhood needed a watch group. We lived in one of the safest towns in the country and the neighborhood was relatively upscale and well off. Mostly families and retired folks. Average price of a home here was over one million and that’s after the recent real estate crash. And most of us aren’t under water either.

  I was trying to figure out how Janet came to live across the way. Not many single women lived or could afford to live here at these prices. She was an anomaly and I wanted to unravel the puzzle she was.

  Wednesday evening came and I showered and groomed myself. I might not be the most handsome man, but I keep myself in great shape. In fact, you could grate hard cheeses on my abs. I have nice, thick, black, wavy hair that women are always giving me compliments on. Besides, I’m no Brad Pitt but I’m well hung and I’m rich. And gosh darn it, women like me.

  I wanted to make a good yet casual impression so I wore a nice button down purple dress shirt with black slacks. Purple is the color of passion you know and I was full of passion. I felt like a puffed up cock strutting around. Tonight was going to be a night of magic passion.

  I splashed on just a hint of John Varvatos. The connoisseurs I read mentioned it “offering a feeling of relaxed ambition” to those who came to enjoy its scent. That was exactly what I was after.

  Yeah I might have super powers but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be lusted after and make a good impression.

  I got to the church fifteen minutes ahead of time. It was scheduled for seven and the parking lot was empty. I walked in anyway and found the basement room. Janet was there and I walked up to her smiling.

  “Hi there,” she said seeing me enter. “It’s Richard right?”

  “No,” I said. “It’s Dick Ryder.”

  I grinned from ear to ear. She blushed and smiled at me. I offered her my hand and she took it in hers. It was game on.

  “Will you make love to me tonight Janet?” I said in my mind.

  She looked deeply into my eyes and nodded.

  “I thought you’d never ask,” I heard her reply without speaking.

  Her eyes were green. I knew it. I took a moment to dive into them and swim some laps. I was already feeling refreshed. My loin was getting hot and heavy. I excused myself to the bathroom and splashed some cold water in my face. It helped.

  As I got back some other folks from the neighborhood were pouring in. The neighborhood bore, Martin English, was being led in by his bulbous belly. His wife Marjorie was nowhere to be seen. That meant we’d get more of his inanities, so it would seem.

  Tomas Marecek, my neighbor was there too with his wife Patti. They’re great people. As a matter of fact he owns a bunch of liquor stores in town, that’s where I get my tequila. Valley View Wine & Spirits is the name of one of his shops. I don’t get my lemons there. Life gives me those.

  I sat myself in the back. I needed as much distraction from her as I could muster. I couldn’t be held liable for what I might do otherwise. If she just gave me the right look I’d pounce and take her right there in front of the group.

  The whole proceedings seemed to take an eternity. I kept thinking of the gardening I still had to do this coming weekend. I had to think of something or my mind kept wandering back to imagining her naked body. But gardening wasn’t helping. Thinking of tilling the soil made me think of burying myself in her slit.
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  Martin droned on for a half-hour, it seemed, about how he didn’t think we needed a neighborhood watch service. How he just didn’t have time. Never mind the fact that he’s retired and just a nosey neighbor. He went on and on about who was going to pay for his gas if he decided to use his own car – god forbid – to do a tour of the neighborhood.

  Tom liked the idea and as usual he was more than happy to offer his help. I was just about to doze off when Janet spoke to me directly.

  It was just after eight.

  “Well, I think we’re in agreement to give it a go. What I want to do is take a ride around the neighborhood to determine some routes we can use and then, with all of your email addresses you’ve included on the sign in sheet, I can then set up a roster. Mr. Ryder would you be willing to take me for a ride around the neighborhood?”

  “It would be my pleasure,” I said winking at her. I knew just what kind of ride she had in mind. But first we’d drive around in the car to find a good spot, if I could wait that long.

  Ginger Snap thanked everyone for attending and after everyone had left I came up to see her by the dais.

  I took her in my arms and kissed her on the mouth. My tongue tasted her sweet lips and the warm minty taste of her mouth.

  “I want you bad,” I said.

  “I want you to have me,” she murmured.

  I grabbed behind her and squeezed her butt. They were as firm as apples. I think she worked out too. I stepped away from her and she looked down at my groin.

  “I think someone is early to the party,” she said.

  I looked at my watch.

  “Just on time actually,” I replied.

  I noticed she had a small scar at the inside corner of her left eye. It was like a small lightning bolt at the top of her nose. I loved it. It gave her character. She sensed me looking and put her hand up to it.

  “I hate it,” she said. “I suppose you no longer want me now.”

  It was more of a statement than a question.

  “Don’t be ridiculous,” I said, “I think it’s adorable and gives you character.”