Fantasy Land 2 - New Neighborhood

A/N: Sex has always been considered something indecent, something perverse, and something that ought to be hidden. I’ve had a couple of dreams and fantasies where we live in a world where it is not so - public sex is allowed and practices, as are other forms of it. Sex is considered an expression of attraction – you can just walk up to someone and have sex with them on the street if you find them sexy. Also, people do not believe in the disguises called “clothes” that we use to hide ourselves. So wearing clothes is also completely optional. Other than that, everything is much the same. I’ll be sharing some of these fantasies with you. Read on!

A/N Part 2: Sorry for delaying this for so long! I’ve been busy. I hope you forgive me after you read this one!

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This is the happiest day of my life, I thought to myself, beaming uncontrollably as I watched the moving men unload my stuff from their not-so-large truck into my house. My house. Just thinking about it made me giddy. I finally had my own house.

At 18, this was no small accomplishment, but the prize money I’d collected from winning three international writing fests had given me enough to buy a place of my own – and what a place! A small indoor pool, two large bedrooms and a lawn – it was more than what I could have wished for.

As I stood there on my porch, the warm breeze caressed my naked body. It felt nice; but it had been two days since I had fucked or been fucked, and that made me cranky.

“Come on, you’re gonna take all day at this pace!” I grumbled at the three men who were carrying boxes full of my belongings into the house. From years of carrying heavy stuff, they’d all become super buffed up, and I was enjoying the view at the back of my head, even though they were all wearing some kind of overalls, obviously the company uniform.

One of them particularly caught my attention. He was younger than the others, and less tanned, but no less muscular. At around 6’2”, he was four inches taller than me. He seemed to be no older than 25, and had that all-too-cute look on his face. I watched him go about his work for a while, labouring along with the others, until I couldn’t resist the temptation.

“You, come here,” I called out to him with a smirk. The other two men looked at each other with a knowing glance; apparently, this was a frequent occurrence. The younger one put the box he was carrying on the ground and walked towards me, his gait sure and sexy. He flashed a grin as he saw how much I was enjoying him, evident from the fact that my cock was rock hard by now.

He covered the last few steps slowly, maybe just to tantalize me, but when he finally reached me, I looked at him and smiled.

“Perfect, for now,” I whispered. I touched his jawline with a firm hand – I love jawlines – and then drew my hand downwards and pulled at the zipper of his uniform. In one quick stroke, the cloth was unzipped and falling off of him.

Something about this guy made me extra horny, and I jumped at him – actually jumped into his arms. He had no trouble bearing my weight, and his hands supported my ass as I locked my arms around his neck and my legs around his ass, and thrust my tongue inside his mouth.

He kissed passionately. He sucked on my tongue for a while before pulling out of the kiss and spitting in my mouth. I brought his saliva to the tip of my tongue and he sucked it off again. We kept swapping spit and in a moment, he was hard too. His cock was poking at my asshole, which was exposed as he held on to my ass, and my cock rubbed at his abs. He thrust his tongue inside my mouth and for a while, there was no discerning between our mouths. He felt warm and sweet inside mine, and our tongues wrestled in a heavenly embrace.

I began grinding my cock against his body harder and harder, and as a response, he started rubbing his cock against my asshole. Finally, unable to take any more, I growled in his ear, “Get inside me.”

He complied; with one quick movement his cock was in me. All the while, I was licking his jawline and his chin, and he felt good. I perched my hands on his muscular shoulders, and using them as support, started riding on his cock. The length of him made me a little nervous, but I kept breathing through the thrusts and felt nothing but pleasure.

After about five minutes, he pulled out of me and I told him to lie down on his back. He lay there on my lawn, and I straddled his cock and started riding him again. In my ecstasy, I did not hear the couple approach behind me, but when rough hands grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, I saw a man with a deep tan and striking eyes before he locked lips with me.

We kissed for a long while, and I kept going up and down on my mover’s cock. When I finally pulled out of the kiss, I saw that he was sitting up again, fingering a woman’s pussy. She was kissing him, and stroking the man behind me.

With a cock still inside me, I turned around and started sucking the newcomer’s. It was smaller than mine or my mover’s, but thick enough for me to enjoy it. I hummed a little as I sucked on him, and he moaned in pleasure.

Suddenly, the man I was riding pulled out of his kiss and said to me, “I’m coming!” I whispered in reply, “Do it inside me. I’ll not have you waste it on her.”

He growled in pleasure, and with a few more thrusts, I felt his body arch as he spilled cum inside me. Some of it leaked out my ass and onto his cock, and as he pulled out of me, the two newcomers and I battled tongues to lick it off him.

I kissed the mover for a little while longer, stroking the other man as I did it, while the woman sucked my man’s cock. After a little while, I separated myself from the group, and faced the couple.
“Hi, I’m Aiden,” I said, and teased the man by licking his lips with my tongue.

“Hi, we’re your neighbors,” he said, grinning. “I’m John, and this is my wife Tracey. I hope you like your new neighborhood.”

“I do!”