Neighborhood Watch: The Adventures of Dick Ryder by Candy Nytes Page A

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Ginger Snap smiled at me. I could’ve cum right then.
    “Hi,” she said, “I’m Janet, from across the
road.”
    She pointed to her house across the way.
    “Dammit Janet,” I mumbled under my breath. I
wanted to put her up on my slab and have my way with her.
    “Pardon?” she said.
    “Nice to meet you,” I said offering my right
hand which wasn’t wrestling with my straining serpent.
    She took my hand and her slender fingers
squeezed me gently. I love a woman’s slender hand. Especially when
wrapped around my dick.
    “I’m Richard. Richard Ryder,” I said, “but
you can call me Dick.”
    I grinned at her and she pulled her hand away
but she didn’t seem upset. In fact, I thought I saw some color
blush her cheeks.
    “Okay, Dick,” she said like she might be
speaking to my penis. “I’m trying to start a neighborhood watch
group here because we don’t have one.”
    She gave me a flyer with an address on it and
a note about the first “Neighborhood Watch Meeting”. It was in the
basement of a local church. I love me some carnal activities in
chapel vestibules. Things were really starting to look up. The
meeting was this coming Wednesday evening. I would have her by end
of the week. I grinned like a choirboy.
    “That’s a terrific idea”, I said.
    “So will you come?”
    She was either naïve or she was playing with
me. I was about to cum any second. But I was willing to play
along.
    “I sure hope to come if you’ll let me.”
    I didn’t know how much more of this double
entendre I could stand.
    She smiled. “Good, I’ll see you there,” she
said.
    I coughed. “You will,” I said. “Thanks for
stopping by.”
    “Thank you,” she said and turned to walk
away.
    I watched her walk down my driveway. She
turned around once and smiled.
    I went over to the dining room window and
watched her cross the road back to her house. She didn’t seem to be
going anywhere else. Maybe she had already invited the other
neighbors.
    I closed the door and went into the dining
room. I put the flyer down on the table under the window and
watched her. I pulled my pants down and grabbed my swollen cock in
my hand. It was hot and hard. My god I wanted to fuck her so bad.
She paused by the edge of her driveway and looked back at me. It
was too dark inside the house for her to see me, but I saw a smile
anyway.
    I stroked my cock and my throat tightened. A
drop of crystal clear cum oozed out of my shaft and I stroked it
more. She bent down to look at her flowers along the driveways
edge. Her ass was like an apple I wanted to sink my teeth into.
    I braced myself against the side table along
the window’s edge and felt my heart thumping in my chest. I
imagined plunging my dick into her wet, tight pussy as she bent
over right there. I could feel her warmth around me, hugging me
tight. I could hear her breath and her sigh as I pushed into her
deeper.
    Her soft moans were a love song in my ear and
my cock started to pulsate. I looked down. It was rock hard in my
hand as I stroked it. I groaned as I imagined her looking over her
shoulder and I came. A stream of creamy cum gushed from me like a
geyser. It splashed against the table and I yanked on my dick again
and it gushed more cum. I looked out the window. Janet was on her
hands and knees. She was looking behind her.
    “Oh my god, Janet,” I said as I came again.
And with each tug on my cock my creamy cum spilled out and created
a puddle of milk on the table below me. I pulled on it one more
time as the last of my warm semen ejaculated from my penis and I
quivered.
    “That’s for you, my love,” I said to her
across the road.
    I stood at the window for a while watching
her weed or garden or maybe even imagining me inside her. My heart
thumped hard for a while as my penis slowly returned to a flaccid
state.
    I was going to fuck her so hard. She would be
my little whore begging for every inch of me. She was a nasty,
naughty girl who had me cum and she’d pay for that