Riley rolls over onto her back, yawns, and reaches her arms and legs out to stretch out her muscles from the curled-up position on her side that she’d been sleeping in.  As she stirs, a low groan comes from next to her from her bedmate Spencer.  As she opens her eyes, she looks at Spencer and can see the look of disgust on his face from the movement that has awoken him, and he groans yet again in protest, rubbing his face as if to say, ‘It’s too early to be up and moving.’

She leans over and kisses him on the head as she scratches behind his ear. “It’s gonna be a good day Spens.  Now come on and let’s get up so you can go outside to potty.” Upon hearing the word outside, Spencer is up and bounds all eight pounds of hyperactive Chihuahua energy off the bed and out of the bedroom.  “If only I could muster that kind of energy early in the morning.”

Riley grabs her silk robe and throws it on, and makes her way towards the tappy tap sounds of Spencer’s nails by the back door.  “Okay, okay, okay.  I’m coming.” She slides on the slippers she keeps at the door & lets her companion out.

He bounds down the steps and into the yard, wet from an overnight storm.  The storm front brought with it an unexpected chill to the air in an otherwise oppressive summer season.  The cool breeze causes her nipples to tighten against the yellow cami she slept in.  The short robe does nothing to break the chill or breeze as it flips the back of her robe up, baring the pastel blue, flowery print cotton panties she wore to sleep.

Riley reaches back and pulls the wedgie out that they’d worked themselves into while she slept, to the bottom of her butt cheeks to try to combat the breeze.  “Hurry up Spens.  Just do your business already,” she mumbles to herself as she crosses her arms against the breeze.

Riley is watching Spencer, who is busy sniffing his yard out, enjoying all of the new scents that the rain has brought to the yard, when she sees something move in her peripheral vision.  She glances to her left to see what caught her eye, and it is her neighbor Devin sitting on his patio with his coffee & newspaper in hand.  A warmth spreads from inside her that manifests as a deep blushing on her chest, neck, and cheeks.

Devin tips his coffee mug in Riley’s direction and says, “Good morning Riley.  Are you and Spencer enjoying this beautiful break in the weather this morning?”

She turns towards him and leans her hands on the railing of her deck. “I would be enjoying it a bit better if I’d have grabbed a more appropriate robe for this wind.” As if on cue, the wind blows the robe open, exposing her pronounced nipples poking through her tank top, the obvious blush on her chest, and the early morning rays glint off the dangling jewel of her belly button piercing.

In typical Chihuahua fashion, upon hearing a voice, Spencer races to the fence and starts growling and barking to protect his human.  “Spens, hush, it’s Devin.  You know Devin.” But he continues to yap away.  “Spens!”

In his buttery baritone voice, Devin greets the fierce protector. “Hi Spencer.  And how is your morning?”  Hearing his signature tone clearly, he drops his protective act and begins to wag his tail vigorously and whimper with excitement.  “Would Spencer like a morning goodie?”

Riley smiles at the way her older neighbor embraces her pup and gives him a nod when he looks at her in an unspoken look to ask permission to give him a treat.  He puts down his coffee and paper and opens the jar on the patio table. Walks down to the fence to offer one to Spencer through the links of the fence.  “Now, you know what you need to do sir.  Sit.  Now that’s a good boy,” and feeds the treat to him.

As Devin stands back up, Riley thinks she sees a bit of a bulge in the front of his shorts and does her best to contain her excitement.  “I swear, in all the years I’ve had Spens, I’ve NEVER seen him warm up to someone as quickly as he has with you.  Granted, those beef liver sticks you make at home for all of the neighborhood dogs probably have something to do with it as well.”

Devin smiles. “Well, I do what I can to be neighborly.  If I didn’t have to travel so much for work, I’d have a few of my own.  But this is the next best thing.  I get to pet and play with all of the dogs, and they love me because they know they’re gonna get a goodie.  Plus, it’s an easy ice breaker to help me to also get to know my neighbors too.”

Riley sees Devin trying to discreetly steal glances at her erect nipples as he uncomfortably shifts his weight back and forth on his feet.  She thinks to herself, ‘Alright, time to step it up a notch,’ and bends over to pick up Spencer, keeping her legs straight as the robe falls up, displaying her full panty-covered ass towards Devin.

She feigns embarrassment as she stands up and attempts to pull the robe down to cover her ass, but only successfully covers half of it.  Tucking some of her dirty blonde locks of hair behind her ear, and tries to look bashful. “Oh my!  I’m so sorry.  I really do need to get a longer robe for wearing outside.”  She coos at Spencer. “Come on boy, let’s stop bothering our friendly neighbor and let him get back to his paper and coffee,” and turns back to her door, swaying her hips and ass a bit more than necessary.

She grabs the doorknob and sees Devin’s profile, he clearly liked her show.  Before what she thought might be a bulge, is now a full-on tenting of his loose-fitting gym shorts.  “Have a great day Devin.  I hope you don’t have to work too hard today." Purposefully emphasizing and looking at his bulge when she says "hard".  Smiling and stepping into her house, she sees him turn bright red and wave cutely as he looks down to realize his pronounced boner.

As she shuts the door behind herself, Riley sets Spencer down and sighs. “Oh God he looks so yummy today.”  She subconsciously had dropped her hand to cover her throbbing pussy and was cupping her tit and circling her engorged nipple, thinking about the handsome widower next door.

The way his hair is lightly salted with greys.  His high cheekbones and strong jaw, surrounding the full lips that are hidden behind a full mustache.  The vibrant smile that has melted her to the core since she was lucky enough to move in next door to him.  His physique isn’t Adonis-like, with the typical softening of the core that most men sometimes get in their forties, but she still sees the strong and athletic frame in his arms and legs.  Especially when she watches him doing yardwork through her drapes or using her security cameras to try and not to be so obvious.

“Spens, can you believe it?  He’s finally starting to notice me.”  The hyper pup is bouncing around the kitchen and yips at her while pawing at his food bowl in his way of saying, ‘Mom, quit playing with yourself and feed me.’  She hears the clank of the metal bowl and is pulled out of her daydream.  “Oh, right.  Sorry bud.  Here ya go,” and retrieves a scoop of food for his bowl and drops it in.

After he finishes eating, she takes him back to her room and opens his kennel, “In ya go bud.  Momma needs some alone time.” Riley plops herself down onto her living room couch and turns on the TV in hopes that her crush next door has fired up his computer.  She selects the screen share option and discovers that his laptop is running and selects his device, and a mirror image of his screen pops up onto her 65” TV.

*********

Now, you may be asking as to how this technical mix-up may have occurred.  Well, we’ve got to go back at least six months to when Riley first moved in.  For the first month after moving into her house, Riley was infatuated with her new neighbor, who looked to be in his early to mid-forties.  One of the first sunny weekends of the spring, she decided to work on her tan on the back deck, and you can’t properly tan without having a few drinks too, right?

Well, the planned “few” drinks turned into probably six or seven, she’d lost count, strong drinks as she watched her handsome neighbor tend to his backyard pulling weeds from the flowerbeds, trimming the trees, aerating the yard, spreading seed, and then straw.  Early in his yard work, he’d shed his shirt and worked in just a pair of shorts and sneakers.

She would occasionally catch him trying to be discreet about checking her out as she tanned, and knowing that he was watching her, made her so aroused.  Riley had spent much more time outside than she had originally planned on, and only went inside once Devin had finished his work.  As she walked inside, the friction of her thighs rubbing together caused her pussy to throb and ache with arousal.  She lounged on her couch, opened her laptop browser to Lush Stories, and then realized that she was just too tipsy to try to read on her tiny laptop, so why not put it on her brand new 65” TV?

Riley fumbled through the menus on her new TV and finally found the screen share setup screen and selected “pair new device,” and started the search.  She was anxious and impatient and didn’t even bother to look at the name of the first device on the list, and selected it.  The screen flashed, and she found herself looking at a screen that wasn’t hers, but didn’t immediately turn it off because what she saw was a popular tube site as someone browsed through adult selections.

She was gobsmacked and curious to try to figure out which of her neighbors she might have connected to.  The owner was searching through older man/younger woman videos until a clip was selected of a young blonde in a tiny blue thong bikini lounging by the pool as an older maintenance man ogled her.  She then noticed the user ID in the top corner and dropped the remote, DStar69.

She screamed in shock. “Holy shit, I think that this is Devin’s computer I connected to.”  Without hesitation, she started fondling her tits as the video progressed and was selected as a full screen.  She pulled the blue scraps encasing her nipples to the side and pinched them hard.  “Fuck that’s hot,” as she watched the girl pull out the older man’s cock and vigorously started gobbling it up.

Riley mimicked the hand of the girl stroking her pussy as she sucked on the cock, and Devin popped into her mind.  She wished that that was her and Devin together.  The man reached down to spank the girl’s pussy and yanked the tiny blue bikini to the side, and shoved a finger in her pussy.  As her hand landed in a spank on her pussy she looked down to find the strings to untie her thong, and she was smacked upside the head again with a realization.

“Oh my God!  I think he chose this clip because she is young and wearing a blue thong bikini just like I am.  He’s picturing me, just like I was picturing him.”  She shoved her fingers in her pussy and mimicked the man's actions, picturing that her fingers belonged to Devin, and as soon as she pinched her nipple, she erupted in a fierce orgasm.  She lost count of how many orgasms she had that night, picturing herself and Devin as the two performers on the TV.  After the third video clip she watched along with her unknowing neighbor, she picked up the remote to turn off the TV, and in a moment of clarity, she found the option to “add device to favorites” and then added it to her TV’s home screen.

Since that initial day watching Devin work in the yard, she’d tried to be more forward with her flirting, but she made no progress in attempting to seduce him into her bed.  Over the next few months, when he was in town, the screen share of Devin’s laptop became one of her favorite things to check to see if he was watching porn, originally convincing herself that she was doing research to figure out what excited him.  But mostly when she’d discover him watching porn, she’d end up imagining him playing with himself as she played with her own body. 

Eventually, she started to notice a pattern in Devin’s selections.  The clips would always have one thing in common, and it had nothing to do with the women’s age, shape, body type, hair color, or sexual orientation, but everything with what they were wearing.  They were always wearing cotton panties that covered their entire ass.  Be they boy cut or regular full-backed panties, but never lacy, overly intricate, or thongs.  They’d be wearing simple T-shirts or tank tops and a simple bra, if they were wearing one at all, and never any fancy lingerie.

The only other semi-regular common denominator was that a large portion of them included varying lengths of spanking sessions.  It was when she was watching those videos “with” her neighbor that she would become the most aroused.  After months of obsessing over her neighbor and essentially spying on his porn selections, she decided. “If Devin is so obsessed with women wearing cotton panties, I guess it’s time for me to expand my underwear collection.”

That very evening, she decided to put together a plan to seduce him and went online to diversify her selection of cotton panties from the few basic pairs that she owned and would just wear for a few days of the month.  “This should be a good start.”

Over the next month, she started wearing her new panties to bed as her sleepwear and fell in love with how comfortable she felt while wearing them.  As the heat of summer built to a crescendo, she decided to start turning up the heat on her neighbor as well.  She wouldn’t put on any shorts or shirt when she’d let Spencer out back and would just wander out wearing her panties and a tank top or cami.

After a week, she noticed that Devin had started spending the mornings out on his deck with a cup of coffee and a newspaper.  She rejoiced because her plan could be working and hoped that she would soon have the man that she had been obsessing over for months now, and just needed to find the opportune time.  The two of them had fallen into a bit of a routine of once or twice a week pleasantly greeting each other over the fence.

Riley had gotten in the habit of only masturbating when she’d be watching Devin’s screen as he scrolled through his diverse collection of porn sites.  So, if he didn’t browse the night before, she would see him out back and she would ramp up her flirting or say something with a double entendre.  With almost certainty, Devin would go inside to fire up his laptop to start browsing to cure his arousal, and Riley would play along with herself as well.

******

That brings us back to the present as she selected the first item on her home page’s favorites bar.

Riley watches as the performers on the screen begin to engage in a plethora of acts while caressing her breasts.  She teases her nipples through her top as the man on the screen dives between the legs of the lady, and is giving her a voracious tongue lashing to her pussy.  When the woman on the screen has her first orgasm, Riley pinches both of her nipples hard, and she whimpers with delight at the pleasurable pain.

She pulls her top down to release her boobs and roots around in the end table drawer, where most of her toys now reside, and pulls out the nipple clamps.  She attaches a clamp to each of her nipples and gently tugs on the chain that connects them as she strokes her pussy through her panties.  She can feel the heat emanating from her core and cannot help but spank her pussy, yelping with delight.

The man on the screen now has the woman on her hands and knees, and he is spanking her ass, and as each spank lands on her ass, Riley spanks her pussy.  “Oh fuck that hurts so good.”  The man starts rubbing the lady’s pussy and clit as he spanks her, and Riley puts the chain in between her teeth and continues to spank her clit as she uses her now free hand to press against her pussy, and her fingertips press down her perineum and puts pressure on her asshole.

As the woman on the screen cums again, Riley tilts her head back, pulling the chain hard, extending her nipples tight and furiously rubbing her clit as she explodes in a massive orgasm.  When Riley comes to her senses, the chain on her nipple clamps is lying loose against her tits, her hands are between her legs, and there is now a distinct dark patch on her panties.

She looks up at the screen, and the man is now fucking the lady with a force that makes Riley say, “Fuck!  I can’t take it anymore!  I HAVE to have that!  It’s now or never.”  Riley takes off the nipple clamps and places them on the end table while pulling her top up, covering her breasts.  “Now, how am I gonna play this?”

She grabs her silk robe, tosses it on, and ties the belt on it.  She sits back down on the couch and grabs her phone, and mutters, “Here goes nothing.”  She selects Devin’s phone number and calls it. “Please pick up.” As the scene on the screen continues.  The call goes to voicemail.  She dials again, still not sure what she’s going to say, and it goes to voicemail again.

She decides to try one last time, and the scene on the screen pauses, and she hears Devin’s voice.  “Hey, Riley.  Sorry I missed your calls.  I was in the other room and couldn’t get to my phone in time.  What’s up?”

She senses a bit of frustration in his voice, as well as the tension from what she is sure is an elevated heart rate from masturbating.  It’s time to think quickly to get him over here right now, “I’m so sorry to bug you Devin, but one of my relatives just called and they need me to fly home to take care of something, and I want to know if you’ll look after Spencer for me.  I don’t know of any kennels in town, and especially any that could take him in within the hour.  I’m gonna need to try and catch the next flight out in ninety minutes.”

“Oh my goodness darlin’.  Of course, I’ll look after him for you.”

“Can you come over so I can give you a quick rundown of his feeding schedule and where I keep all of his food and essentials?”

“Yeah, no problem at all.  I’ll see ya in a minute,” as the call goes dead.

Riley puts down her phone and looks up at the ceiling, “Holy shite, this is the moment of truth.”  About two minutes later there is a knock on the door, and she gets up to walk to the front door.  She pulls the door open with what she hopes to be her most inviting smile.  “I’m so sorry to ask this of you.  You’re a godsend for doing this for me,” and she leans forward to quickly hug him.  As she backs away, she sees a telltale wet spot on his shorts, and she thinks to herself, ‘Yup, he’s been stroking his cock and that’s either precum or lube.’

Riley steps aside and says, “I’ll show you where I keep his food, bowls, and treats.  They’re just this way, over in the kitchen.”  Devin studiously listens as she tells him Spencer’s feeding schedule and how often he gets treats.

Devin looks around the house and asks, “And where is the good boy right now?”

“Oh, I’ve put him in his kennel so that he doesn’t get in the way while I’m showing you around the house.”

“Ah, okay.  That makes sense.”

“Now his toys I keep in a basket over here in the living room.”  Riley’s heart rate spikes because she knows that this is where things could go oh so right, or off the rails to never talk to this man she has crushed on and obsessed over for months.

As they enter the living room, Devin stops before his second step hits the floor after passing through the doorway.  Looking at the big TV, he sees the paused image of a man pressing his cockhead against a lady’s asshole.  Then the realization hits him that that is the exact scene he was just watching and is paused at the same spot that he paused it in frustration when he answered Riley’s call.  “What the fuck is going on here Riley?”

Riley is standing with her feet crossed and unties the belt on the robe, opening it.  “I’m sorry for lying to you, but it was the only thing I could think of to say to get you over here right away.”  She drops the robe to the floor and looks down sheepishly.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!  Who the hell do you think you are?!  How long have you been hacking into my personal device and been spying on me?!”

“I’m sorry.  I really didn’t ever plan on seeing such personal things about you, but it kind of happened by accident a few months back.”

He took two big steps towards her. “A FEW MONTHS BACK!”

Barely above a whisper, “Yes.”

“If you’re going to try to blackmail me for money, you’re going to regret that decision and are not going to get a single fucking penny from me.”

She uncrossed her feet and shuffled her weight on each one as she continued to look down at the floor and says, “I’m not going to try and blackmail you.  I was drunk the first night when I accidentally was able to connect to your computer, and it made me extremely horny thinking about you playing with yourself, which had caused me to play with myself.”

He took one step back, and his weight shifted back on his heels in shock.  “I don’t…I just don’t know what to say right now." He looks up at the ceiling, closes his eyes, and tries to process the informational Mack truck that he feels like just ran him over.

“I don’t mean any ill intent towards you.  I’ve had a crush on you ever since I moved in and have tried everything I knew to try to get you to notice me as much more than just a neighbor.”

Devin opens his eyes and drops his gaze to look at her, and as he does, he recognizes a scent that he has not experienced in real life for too many years. The distinct scent of a woman’s arousal. As his gaze sweeps over her body, her stance spreads slightly, and he notices the dark blue gusset of Riley’s panties. “So you are only spying on my computer to see what kind of porn a lonely old man watches?”

“Sort of. It started as a curiosity, and then I would imagine that the performers on the screen were actually us playing out the acts we were watching together.  Then I decided to analyze the tendencies in hopes of learning what turns you on, and use that knowledge so that you’d finally notice me sexually.”

“I… I’m not sure how to take that, Riley.  I’m not quite old enough to be your father, but am too old to be involved with someone in their twenties. Wait…is that why you stopped wearing shorts and shirts and started wearing all of those colorful cotton panties outside in the morning?”

“Yes.  It seems as if you have what could be considered an obsession for cotton underwear, so I changed my wardrobe to accommodate more cotton items.  And the truth is, I now prefer them, find them extremely comfortable, and feel so sexy when I see you looking at me as I try to subtly prance around in them for you.”

Devin is struck with shock and is dumbfounded as he says, “You have got to be kidding me.  So you have honestly been trying to seduce me for how long?”

“I have been lusting after you, hoping that you would see me as more than a neighbor since the first month that I moved in.”  With shame written all over her face. “If you cannot forgive me for this breach of your privacy for my own selfish needs, I’ll understand,” and she starts to turn back towards the front hallway.

Devin reaches out and grabs her by the wrist. “Hold on a second, Riley.  I still need time to process the fact that a young woman of such immense beauty is lusting after me.”

She smiles because the rage and disgust no longer show in his body language, and his tone has softened. “You think I’m beautiful? And, it’s the truth.  I haven’t had a lover since I moved here, and our masturbation sessions are the only time I allow myself to have orgasms now.”

“That is the second time you’ve said something along the lines of ‘we were watching’ or ‘our masturbation’.  Are you really playing with yourself while the videos are playing?”

Devin sees her nipples get harder than they already are as she confesses again. “Yes.  I picture myself as the women in the videos, and you doing all manner of acts to me.”  She looks him over and sees his shorts are beginning to bulge again, and the corners of his mouth turn up into a devious smile, and thinks to herself, ‘Wait, his facial expressions and body language have fully changed.  Time to test the waters again.’

Riley turns away from him and steps so that he releases her wrist, and looks over her right shoulder back at him. “I especially cum hard during the videos when the woman is being spanked.”

“Is that so? Well, only naughty girls get spankings.”

‘YES!’ her inner monologue screams for joy. “I think that spying, as you put it, on your porn selections qualifies as being naughty, don’t you?”

She sees an inferno is lit in his eyes as he steps over to her and cups her face as he presses his growing bulge into her ass. “That’s not just naughty, that’s being a conniving and depraved slut that needs to be disciplined.” His hand leaves her face, and it encircles her throat.

She presents her throat to him and presses her ass back into his now throbbing cock. “Yes, please. I deserve to be disciplined for what I’ve been doing for the last few months.”

With a quickness she was not expecting, Riley is pushed forward so that her hands are resting on the back of the couch as his grip tightens on her throat. “Just remember, you brought this on yourself.”  With her ass pointing in the air, his hand lands on it in a loud smack.

“Oh God.” Riley remembers all of the clips she’s watched “with him” over the last few months, and it’s almost instinctual at this point. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Oh.  Have you had this before, or have you just been paying attention?”

“I’ve never been spanked as an adult, Sir.  Please show me what I’ve been missing.” Five quick spanks land all over her ass, and she moans, “Oh my, it’s so good.”  Four hard spanks land, two on each of her ass cheeks, and she yelps, whimpers, moans, and groans as each strike lands.

“You will only speak when spoken to young lady.  The only time you’re allowed to speak otherwise is to ask me for permission to cum or thank me.”  Two more hard spanks land, one on each cheek, “Do you understand me?”

“Yes Sir.  Thank you Sir.”

Devin caresses her ass and releases her throat. “Good girl.  Is this everything that you’d hoped for so far?”

“It is exquisite Sir.  I hope I can redeem myself in your eyes Sir.”

The hand caressing her ass trails down between her thighs, and he cups her pussy. “Oh my.  You are excited.  Is this all since I’ve been here, or did you cum before you called me?”

“I came in my panties before I called you Sir.  But finally feeling your hands on me has doubled my arousal.”

He cups her pussy and pulls her up by it as his middle finger presses hard into her clit. Something else catches his eye over on the end table.  “What do we have over here?  Are those nipple clamps I see?”

“Yes Sir.  I was wearing them when I made myself cum.”

Devin’s free hand pinches a nipple and pulls on it. “So are you a pain slut too?”

Grimacing and moaning, “I don’t know Sir.  I’ve never tried it with anyone before and only bought those after seeing them so many times in the videos you selected for us.”

Devin can’t believe he’s hearing that connotation again, “us”.  He leans down and kisses the nape of her neck as he releases her nipple.  Still cupping her pussy, he whispers in her ear. “Stand up straight and put them on yourself.”

“Yes Sir.”  As she clips the first clamp onto a nipple, he releases her pussy and spanks her ass again, but more playfully this time, versus hard.  His hand is gliding over her ass and spanks her again as she clamps her other nipple. “Oh God.  Thank you Sir.  You’re so kind.”

“Oh God you’re so sexy, and I cannot lie that I’ve lusted over you since you moved in, and you’ve finally left me no choice but to succumb to those desires.  Now kneel and discover what you too have been lusting over, and only able to dream about.”

“Yes Sir,” as Riley kneels before him, seeing the full tent in his shorts and the now clearly visible dark spot where the head of his cock is.  She licks her lips as she reaches for the waistband of his shorts and, with a pleading look in her eyes. “May I please Sir?”

He cups her face. “Since you asked so nicely, you may.”  She pulls the shorts down, and his cock springs free, realizing that he was not wearing any underwear beneath them.

Riley marvels at the beauty of the uncircumcised cock before her.  It isn’t the longest, thickest, shortest, or thinnest she’s ever had.  But she thinks to herself, ‘Oh my God, just under six inches.  Is this going to be the Goldilocks of cocks for me, just right?  Only one way to find out,’ and she licks the bead of precum off the head before enveloping the entire head with her lips.

“Oh you slut.  Wasting no time at all.  You really have been aching for my cock haven’t you?” as she caresses the base of the shaft with one hand and cups his balls with the other, feeling their significant heft.

She moans, releases it, and takes it out of her mouth. “Absolutely Sir.  I cannot express how many nights I’ve dreamt of doing exactly this.”  She closes her lips again and slowly makes her way all the way down to the base of his cock.  The tip just barely grazes the back of her throat, and she moans as she works her tongue all over the underside.

The feeling of the slight constriction on the tip of his cock from her throat, combined with the vibrations of her moaning, and the lashing of her tongue, causes Devin to grab her by the hair and pull her off his cock.  He looks down as she is gasping for breath. “Let’s see how much of a depraved slut that you can be,” and grabs the chain of the clamps, pulling it up and resting it on top of his cock.  He flexes his pelvic floor, causing his cock to jump, pulling on the chain, which in turn intensifies the strain on Riley’s nipples.

She gasps and then moans in pleasure just as he forces her head down onto his cock.  He starts fucking her face, relishing in her moans, groans, and the fact that her eyes have never left his face since she knelt down.  ‘Oh my God this is so good.  If I keep this up for too much longer, I’m gonna cum in her mouth, and I don’t want to go back over to my place to look for a pill.  I need to fuck that sodden pussy first.’

As he pulls her off his cock again by her hair, the chain pulls so hard on the clamps that one of them pulls off of her nipple, and she yelps in surprise.  In a moment of tenderness and concern, he reaches down and softly caresses the freed nipple.  “Are you alright my dear?  I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

She sees the honesty and true concern in his eyes. “I am fine Sir if you are happy Sir.  May I suck your cock some more?”

Devin smiles. “You are exceptional.  And no, you may not.”  He sees a pout on her face as he stealthily releases the remaining clamp, and she gasps in surprise.  He releases her hair and spanks her ass, “Now turn around a present this ass to me.”

Riley can barely contain her giddiness as she flips around and faces the couch and arches her back, pointing her ass towards him and looking back over her shoulder at him again.  He kneels behind her and starts caressing the pretty blue cotton before him, and pulls and pops the waistband a few times before pressing his throbbing cock against the length of her pussy.

“Is this what you’ve been yearning for?” as he starts slowly swiveling his hips to drag his cock along the soaked gusset of her panties.

She grinds back into him and swivels her hips in unison with his, causing the head of his cock to graze over her throbbing clit.  “UGGhhh!  Yes Sir.  Please fuck me with your cock.”

“I’m not sure if dirty conniving sluts deserve to receive pleasure,” as he pulls his cock back away from her pussy.

Riley groans in frustration because she was so close to another earth-shattering cum. “Please Sir.  I’ll be good from now on.  I promise to worship your cock whenever you’d like if you fuck me with it and allow me to cum.”

Devin positions his cock in the valley of her ass cheeks and begins to grind against the soft cotton that's keeping him from sliding in between those delightful orbs.  “Oh Sir.  I can feel you throbbing in between my cheeks.  Will you please allow me to feel you throbbing in my pussy?”

He backs away again. “Pull your panties to the side and let me see this sopping pussy.”  Riley moans in pleasure as she slowly pulls her panties to the side, and he sees her pussy for the first time.  He backs away a bit more to fully appreciate the view.  Her lips are swollen and soaked.  Her labia are spreading in an invitation to enter, and her pearl is pronounced and visibly throbbing with her need.

She looks back over her shoulder at Devin. “This is all for you Sir.  I am like this because of you.  I yearn to please you, and if that brings me pleasure too, I will be forever grateful.”

He leans forward and kisses her on the cheek as the tip of his cock barely grazes her bare pussy for the first time.  He whispers in her ear. “I have not felt the joys of anything other than a mouth on my cock for too many years.”

“Let me help you make up for lost time Sir,” as she tries to push herself back onto his cock.

Devin backs away and bites her on the shoulder, causing her to yelp.  “I’m in charge here slut.  I will not allow you to be a power bottom.  We will fuck when I say that it is time to fuck,” and buries his cock in one quick thrust all the way into her pussy when she least expected it.

Riley yelps in surprise, pain, and satisfaction all at once, feeling his cock throb inside of her as his full and heavy balls slap her clit.  He bundles up the back of her camisole in his fist as he backs his hips up and pulls on the top for leverage as he thrusts hard back into her pussy.  “Please Sir.”

“Please what?”

“Please may I cum on your cock?  It feels too good not too.”

“No.  Not yet.”

“Fuck!  I’m so close.  Please Sir!  I promise to be good for you.”

“I’m just not sure if you deserve it yet,” as he uses all of his upper body strength to pull her back into him as his lower body pistons back and forth with full force.  He feels her pussy clench hard around his cock.

“But I don’t know if I can hold it.  Please…”

“Cum, you dirty slut!  Cum on my cock and show me what I’ve been missing out on for the last few months.”  Riley begins thrashing about as she screams and moans obscenities and sounds that are nowhere near words.  He doesn’t slow down his pace and continually fucks her through the waves of her orgasm, and quickly another wave of pleasure crashes upon her.

“Fuck Sir!  It’s so good!”  She feels a subtle hitch in his thrusts and tension in the grip on her shoulder and on her cami.  “Please cum for me Sir! As I’m cumming for you!”

“I’ll cum when I’m God damn good and ready,” but he knows his words are hollow because he has already passed the point of no return.  Devin uses all of his years of experience in edging himself and self-control to prolong it for another two minutes as she reaches a third orgasm in quick succession. She goes limp, and her voice goes silent as she is just panting. He pulls out of her pussy and explodes all over her asshole.

The second spasm lands a stream in her hair and on the couch cushion she’s collapsed on.  The third lands on her neck and back, while their force diminishes so that each glob of cum lands in the crack of her ass or directly on her asshole.

He looks down at her limp body for a second before looking around the room.  He sees the image paused on the screen and then looks back at his cock, which is still surprisingly rock hard.  He mumbles to himself, “Well, I like this development.  I haven’t had this occur since I was in my twenties.  I might as well not waste it then.”

Riley is stirred back into consciousness by a pressure she does not recognize.  She starts to take stock of her limbs and realizes that she cannot move either of her arms, and both of her wrists are behind her back.  She shakes her head and looks back to see Devin grinning at her, and over his shoulder she sees the image on the TV screen.

“Well young lady, you said that you were wishing and dreaming that the acts in the videos were us.  So, let’s make that dream come true.”

With panic in her voice, “But I’ve never done that before Sir, and I don’t have any lube either.”

“Don’t worry.  I’ll go slow, and between your pussy juices and the amount of cum I’ve deposited on your ass, we’ve got plenty of lube.  Now be a good slut and clean that glob of cum up off the cushion in front of you so it doesn’t stain your couch.”

Riley looks ahead and sticks out her tongue to lick up the dollop of cum right in front of her and gasps loudly as she savors the salty flavor on her tongue.  The pressure on her asshole increases and she looks over her shoulder again at the image on the screen and closes her eyes. ‘God, he really is just gonna claim me as his own.  Why did I wait so long to roll the proverbial dice?’