The Duplex - S01 E55

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The Duplex - S01 E55

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 55

Introduction:

When my girlfriend and I moved into a duplex in a low-rent neighborhood. In this chapter my neighbor, Debbie, uses me to catch up on all the sex she had been missing during her marriage with her gay husband.

Part (55) Debbie's Plumbing.... continued....

[sexual content: 3/5]

This is the twelfth chapter of this 14-part story from my twenties, when my girlfriend and I moved into a duplex in a low-rent neighborhood. In this chapter my neighbor, Debbie, uses me to catch up on all the sex she had been missing during her marriage with her gay husband.

Note: Although this story is fiction, every character and situation in this series is based on reality. About 6-years of events in the eighties have been compressed into one long summer with the intent to make the chapters more readable, but unfortunately it can also make them less believable. It is up to the reader to decide what is fantasy.

Debbie stood up in front of me, dripping with sweat, oil, and sex- her hair was wet and tangled and stuck to the sides of her face. I was exhausted, sitting down on the floor in front of her, but she looked like she was ready for round two. The oil glistened off her tits and washboard tummy, a line of cum running down the inside of her muscular thighs. She reached out her hands to me, as if she was going to lift me up, "Come on, I'm not done with you." She grabbed my hands when I raised them to her and easily pulled me to my feet. The strength of this tight little hard-body woman really shocked me.

She let go of my hands, and then grabbed my dick and pulled me towards the staircase to the upstairs. "Let's get you cleaned up." I followed her upstairs and into the bathroom off the master bedroom. When we walked into the bedroom I looked around and laughed a little, "This looks familiar." She looked at me with a sly grin, then looked across the room out the window towards my duplex. "You have been peeking at me, haven't you?"

I started to answer, but she turned on the shower and jumped in, pulling me in with her. We lathered each other up, exploring each other's bodies as we cleaned. She paid extra attention to my cock and ass, then turned around and put her hands against the shower wall, arching her ass upwards allowing me to clean her intimately and without any modesty, Her ass was as tight and round as I had ever seen, and muscles stood out in her thighs... nothing was 'soft' on this woman's body, except those low-hanging tits.

When we got out of the shower, Debbie grabbed a towel and dried me off, and even knelt down in front of me to gently dry off my dick and balls. She moved very close and examined every inch, running her fingers all over me, then abruptly stuffed my semi-hard cock in her mouth and sucked it deep until she gagged. "We're going to have to work on that," she repeated, and jumped up and ran over to the bed. She threw down the covers and ran back and grabbed my hand, "Come over here and relax. I am going to pamper you before I fuck your brains out. I laughed, but followed her out and laid down on the bed. She fluffed up the pillows and made sure I was comfortable, then ran downstairs.

In a short while she came back up carrying a glass with ice and a bottle of Glenfiddich Scotch. "Do you like it neat, or on the rocks?"

..... how did she know I liked scotch?

"Wow! You really know how to pamper a guy. Rocks is fine." She poured two fingers and set the bottle on the side table. She turned on some music, "I'm going to make something to eat. You just relax there and I'll be back soon," and headed back downstairs.

I took a sip of scotch and looked across the room at the windows facing the street. Although she had the sheer curtains pulled, the center was still partially open and I could see straight into our duplex and a little into Marie's place as well. I wondered if Debbie had seen anything from Marie's "Tupperware' party just two nights before. I was still haunted by that wild scene at Marie's. I felt so much more comfortable here on Debbie's bed, and the scotch was

quickly soothing my mind as well.

.................Tied down............

The bed shook slightly as she sat down, and her soft voice woke me. "I brought you something."

I opened my eyes to see her set a bed tray over my lap heaped with food. I tried to move myself more upright, but I was shocked to find my arms were locked above my head. "What the..."

Denise touched me lightly on the forehead and ran her fingers through my hair. "Just you relax. I'm taking care of you tonight." twisted to see my wrists were tied to the headboard with a satin scarf. My first thought was to rip them off the bed, or break the headboard, and Debbie read the shock on my face.

"Relax! Don't you trust me?"

.... no, not really...especially now

"Well.. of course I trust you, I just wasn't expecting that."

She leaned over and kissed me, dropped her robe to the floor, then tore off a piece of bread and hand fed it to me, followed up with a sip of wine. She continued to hand feed me, bite by bite, including a few bites of cheese from her own mouth to mine.

"Just indulge me in a few fantasies.... I'll be good to you."

The food was delicious, and her pampering was something I had never experienced. Never a fantasy of mine, but was quickly warming to the idea,

She fed me more wine, and when a little spilled down my neck from the sides of the glass, she licked and sucked it off my skin. This treatment went on for about half an hour, with Debble sharing the food and wine with me, even feeding me wine by pouring it on her breasts and having me suck it off her nipples. Finally she stood up and removed the tray from the bed, walked to the end of the bed and started massaging my feet. She suddenly stopped, "I know what we need," then jumped off the bed and headed downstairs.

I lay there in bed, tied to the headboard, and stared out across the street through the gap in the curtains. The sun had set a little while ago and with Marie's lights on I could now see a little into her side of the duplex. Debbie had turned on the bedroom lights and I was tied on the bed naked, on full display for Marie if she looked over. I thought of asking Debbie to pull the drapes closed, but...