Night Vision Goggles

Tim felt the first warnings of an impending orgasm. He switched views to Wendy’s beautiful face in Sadie’s sweet pussy. With his eyes glued to the heavenly view, he felt the heat building in his balls to an intolerable level. He shivered and gasped, taking in several shuddering breaths, before moaning ever louder. His voice rose to an embarrassing squeal of excitement, as his cock began pumping thick cream into The Sandman’s waiting mouth. The Sandman drank eagerly, while Tim shuddered and gasped, clutching the roof of his car in desperation. Swearing under his breath, he looked down and watched The Sandman enthusiastically drinking his offering. His hand stoked Tim’s balls, milking them for more cum. His lips were open wide to accommodate Tim’s large cock, his cheeks were indented as he sucked strongly, milking Tim’s long member for sweet cream. All too quickly, it was over.

Tim wilted against the top of his car. He stood shuddering and gasping, while the strength returned to his body.

The Sandman sucked the head of his cock twice more, milking it of the last drops of cum which collected on the head, then he reluctantly raised Tim’s pants and underwear, carefully sliding them back into place.

“That was wonderful,” The Sandman said softly. “I hope you don’t regret it.”
“I don’t,” Tim admitted. “But I’m not gay.”
“You don’t have to be gay, to enjoy a good dick sucking. That’s what keeps me in business.”
“Who are you,” Tim gasped.
“I am Rich, but they call me The Sandman, because I can put anybody to sleep, I suppose. Or maybe it’s because I patrol this sand hill each night, looking for pleasure. You really didn’t know about me.”

“Hell no, but maybe my buddies did,” Tim said, thinking quickly. Maybe the whole thing was a setup. No, Sadie wouldn’t go for something like that, she was strictly upper-class.
“You like Sadie?” The Sandman said, as if reading his thoughts.
“Hell yes, but I’m supposed to be here looking for a prowler.”
“I can help with that. I’ve seen him. He’s the manager, apartment 1-A. I’ve caught him at it and confronted him. He’s promised not to do it again.”
“Well he lied. The apartments are being hit almost once a week.”
“Stick around for a night or two, but move to where you can see his apartment. He uses his pass key, takes what he wants, them jimmies a window on the way out to make it look like an outsider.”
“Thanks,” Tim said in appreciation.
“No problem. I can introduce you to Sadie, if you like. We are kindred spirits.”
“I know her, she is my captain’s wife.”
“Oh yeah, Captain Raleigh the Chippie. I know him.”
“I need to go,” Tim said uncomfortably.
“I know. It’s always the same,” The Sandman said as he made his way toward his own car. “Always the bridesmaid…” he howled as the door closed behind him.
Tim laughed and climbed into his own car.
“This is Seven Delta Six, I will be 10-10 at my home 20” he spoke into the microphone.
“10-4, Seven Delta Six,” the dispatcher said briskly.
Tim turned his cruiser around and headed for home. It was nearly 11:00 pm, nobody would see him enter his own apartment, with his uniform in such horrible condition. Thank God, Tim thought as he reached the main road and turned south.

Tim made a slight change to his previous orders. He decided to ask Sadie if he could stake out the manager’s office from her apartment. He tactfully decided not to let the captain in on this little secret. Tim stood waiting uncomfortably at the front door, until Sadie opened it, standing in the lighted doorway in a transparent flowing lace gown, and matching white bra and panties, clearly visible underneath. She was breathtaking.
“Hi, Mrs. Ral…”
“Tim, come in,” she said happily. “The captain told me you’d be in the area,” she said, looking out her back window toward the hill.”
“He told you?” Tim gasped.
“Why yes, he told me yesterday,” she said with a sly grin. “He told me to watch what I take off, and where I do it. I did watch, didn’t I?” she laughed. “Is that the night vision goggles he spoke of?”

“My God,” Tim gasped, thinking of all the implications. She knew he had been out on the hill, and she knew about the monocular.
“Yes,” he said, swallowing convulsively. The show she put on had been for his benefit, Tim thought wildly. What a sexy little bitch! He didn’t get her anything.
“Richard, my next door neighbor, told me. He also told me about your interest in me. I’m flattered. I’m almost old enough to be your mother,” she giggled.
“Never,” Tim gasped, looking over her slender, perfect body. She giggled again and looked down at her own body. She shook her head as if he’d been a naughty boy. She opened the fridge and handed him a beer. He drank half of it before he remembered that he wasn’t supposed too. As Sadie when back to the refrigerator and stood before the bright light from the interior, she wiggled her ass slightly, while choosing a flavor of yogurt. Tim was sweating now. His cock was as hard as a rock.

“Oh, did you want some?” she asked, first looking at the yogurt, then her own body.
“Oh yeah,” he said in hunger.
“What flavor?”
“Blonde,” he said, finishing off his bottle of beer. She giggled lightly and strode up to him. Her chiffon material flowed around her like wings. Suddenly, he was confronted by the object of his desires. There she stood, with her legs spread, her panties showing through the thin material, only inches before his knees.
Tim slammed the bottle down on the table and slid out of the chair. He sat on the floor, facing her delectable pussy. She took one step forward, forcing him back against the chair, and pressing her pussy against his face. He fought his way beneath the flimsy material and pressed his face against her crotch. He inhaled with a moan of desire.
“You like the little show I put on for you?” she whispered, now eating her yogurt in seeming unconcern.

“Oh yeah,” he growled. He grabbed her white panties and pulled them down. She had to lift one foot so he could pull them off. He mashed them into his hand and pressed them against his nose. Only afterwards did he look up at her delicious pussy.
“Yogurt is good for a pussy,” Sadie whispered. She opened her legs more and filled her pussy lips with a spoonful of yogurt. Tim watched it beginning to drip. He threw his mouth forward, opened it wide, and engulfed her tiny, almost lipless pussy. He was surprised that it fit entirely into his mouth. He liked that. He also liked the strawberry flavored yogurt, which he sucked from her delicious pussy.
“More?” Sadie asked brightly.

He nodded wordlessly. She parted the material of her gown and opened the lips of her pussy. She mashed the heaping spoonful of yogurt into her womanhood before it could slide off the spoon. Tim leaped forward and pressed his mouth against her pussy. He used his tongue to slide the yogurt around in her slit, before cleaning it back out again with sucking lips and a busy tongue.
This time Sadie reacted. She hunched slightly forward and moaned, as his tongue probed her cunt. Tim’s face was tipped back to reach her pussy. She lifted one foot and put it on the chair, behind his head. Suddenly her entire pussy was open for him. He hummed happily, while licking and sucking the thin-lipped pussy before him. It was a very sexy pussy, with just a small tuft of hair high above it, and completely hairless everywhere else. It was clean, beautiful, and delicious. Tim couldn’t believe his luck. He couldn’t believe he was actually eating one of he most beautiful pussies in the world, and that pussy belonged to his boss.

Not only was she a natural blonde, but she was skinny with a perfect body, and had the creamy complexion of a 15 year old. Tim rubbed his hands up and down her legs, while feasting on her moist slit. He moaned, licked and sucked, while breathing harshly through a nose filled with sweet pussy juice and yogurt.

Sadie was the hottest woman he’d ever known. She began moaning intensely. Holding his face tightly into her pussy, she rode it gently while moaning ever-louder. Sadie screamed lightly and stiffened, then hunched her spasming cunt against his eager mouth. She came time after time, while he eagerly sucked her pussy beneath her. She sighed and rubbed her breasts, then reluctantly backed away and dropped her foot to the floor. Tim briefly followed the retreating pussy with his mouth, then let it escape.

“Wonderful,” Sadie gasped. “Not as good as a woman could do, but wonderful all the same.”
Tim moaned and pushed his cock down into his pants with the heel of his hand. He was so horny, he could die.
“I imagine the same applies to Richard,” she said with a sly smile.
“Don’t tease,” he complained.

“I’m not. Follow me into the living room,” she whispered. Tim followed her to the same couch, and the same area where Sadie had been eaten by Wendy, just 15 hours before. He looked at the spot in wonder, while Sadie sat on the couch, pulled him close and undid his trousers.
Tim watched, shaking and gasping for breath. She seemed calm, but her trembling hands betrayed her anxiousness. She too was excited, probably because of the danger, the excitement of fucking one of her husbands men, right in his own living room.

“I want to sink that shaft into your sweet pussy,” he moaned. “I watched you yesterday and fantasized about it, while Richard was sucking my dick.”
“Did you?” she asked in sudden interest. “I was thinking about you out in the dark, while she ate my pussy. It was quite a turn-on.”
Sadie slid his pants down. He stepped out of them as her hands went to his cock. She inspected it in great interest, then tentatively put her lips over the head. She sucked lightly, causing a great deal of pain and pleasure, in his passion-filled loins. He wanted to cum, right now in her mouth, but he also wanted to feel his cock penetrating her hot pussy. He wanted to feel her clutching pussy, clear up to the roots of his penis.

She bobbed on his cock with more assurance. As ridiculous as it seemed, Tim suspected that she had never sucked a dick before. The signs were there, her uncertainty, her tentative movements and experimentation. But how could that be? She was married and she was a goddess.
“Uhm,” she said as Tim’s cock filled her happy mouth. She looked up at him with her startling blue eyes and he almost came on the spot. He moaned and pushed her away. He saw the look of disappointment.

“I want to fuck you, fuck you hard,” he hissed, holding her mouth away from his cock. She stopped trying to recapture it, and sat back on the couch.
“You never did that before, did you?” he asked.
“No. It was wonderful, just like I knew it would be, the softness and the man smell. It’s wonderful.”
“But how? You’re married!” Tim gasped.
“We moved here so Cliff… my husband, could be close to Richard.”