An Insatiable Desire

Robert Gates saved his recently divorced neighbor, Allison, from her co-worker's devious plot, but is she really safe?

Allison Smith found herself with an insatiable hunger for cum, and would do anything to have a taste of it. Can Robert resist the temptation to take advantage?

Short Story: 6,269 words

Warning - Sexual content not suitable for the young

Excerpt:

As soon as they went inside, I ran into my bedroom, which was adjacent to Allison’s bedroom window. I had sometimes peeked into her bedroom hoping to catch a glimpse of her – which I did, on many occasions. As expected, she had left her window opened and the sound of the old man’s voice drifted through her partially closed lace curtains. Don’t ask me why, but I quickly rushed out of the back door and hid in the shrubs below the window. I got there just in time to hear the man say, “When I say ‘Welcome home, Allison’ you will fall into this trance again. Well, now that we’ve got that out of the way, why don’t you start taking off your clothes for me?”

What the fuck? I almost said that out loud. Slowly, I lifted my head above the windowsill, my heart beating loudly as I tried to remain out of sight. Allison had slipped out of her dress and stepped out of it. The man looked at her with appreciation. Even I couldn’t help but stare. She wasn’t very tall. Maybe about five-six, but damn did Allison had a body on her. Her breasts were firm, perky. Even from this far, I could see her nipples straining against the fabric of her bra.

“Go ahead Allison, take it all off.”

I saw the little bounce they gave as she took off her bra. Her nipples were a startling pink - I had always imagined they’d be darker. She had a flat stomach and wide hips. The kind of thighs that touched as she walked, her hips swinging from side to side. The kind of thighs that made me want to bury my face in between them, holding on to her beautifully round ass while she bucked down harder onto my tongue. My cock was straining against my pants. Allison took off her panties and from my angle I could see she was almost bare down there. A single stripe of dark hair down the middle but the rest was definitely bare.

“You love the taste of cum, Allison.”

“I love the taste of cum.” Allison repeated mechanically.

“You’ll have an insatiable desire for cum. You’ll do anything to have it, anything. But you can’t tell anyone. It’ll be our little secret.”

Allison barely blinked as she said, “Our secret.” I stood transfixed, as I watched the scene unfold before my unbelieving eyes. Slowly, I ducked down beneath the windowsill. I didn’t understand, how could Allison be doing this with a man like that? She had no shortage of suitors, was a modest woman despite all the damning rumors. What the hell is going on? I looked up at her, making sure to stay out of sight. She was always a bit shy, but she had seemed malleable—as I listened to her repeat the man’s words in a monotonous drone I realized there’s no way she was doing any of this at her own volition. The catatonic look on her face, her empty glassy eyes... Now where had I seen that look before?