Ch 8: Locked In

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Kim lived right smack in between Harry’s home and work place. Going to work meant passing by her place. Going home meant passing by her place. Wife and child had gone back to Africa to visit the maternal family. Harry was alone for 3 months. Everything was simply too convenient and too tempting.

His first visit to her place a few days ago was simple yet electrifying. His wife was away for 1 month before Kim arrived. Considering that it had been so many days since he experienced anything sexual, that basic blow job was mind blowing.

A tweet came from Harry’s phone. He opens Kim’s message. It was a picture of her face to shoulders, laying back on her bed, hair spread out, smiling into the camera. Her shoulders were bare. Harry saw no sign of clothing anywhere in that picture. It jerked his little buddy a little in his work pants.

After the picture was Kim’s text. “I made turkish dinner tonight. Want to try and give me feedback?”

Without hesitating, Harry replied, “Sure. Will be there after some work.”

It was a rather quick and so-so dinner. Kim made some small talk but Harry’s mind was pre-occupied. No one ate too much.

Once done, Harry rose from his dining chair. The chair scraped across the floor as he stood up, followed by the scraping of Kim’s chair. Harry had pulled a fistful of Kim’s hair from the top of her head.

Kim was taken by surprise as she rose to her feet.

Held by her hair, she got led into her bedroom. There, Harry pushed her onto her bed faced down and lifted her robe to expose her soft, milky, perky, round buns. He then removed a silver, shiny object from his pocket. With the shiny object in one hand, he used the other hand to part Kim’s naked butt.

Kim turned her head and seeing the object, raised her hand against it and told Harry she was scared.

Harry pulled her head off the bed to face him then gave her a tight slap, then pushed her face back down into the bedding.

Kim kept still now, and felt Harry’s warm hand expose her butt hole. Following that, she felt pressure from the cold hard metal object… pressing against her hole.

Harry moved slowly but firmly. It didn’t really budge.

He looked around and saw Kim’s personal lube beside the bed. He squirted some onto the object and tried again.

Kim groaned as Harry successfully pushes the object into her.

Harry watches the large bulb head disappear with glee. He moves it out and in again to see it disppear again.

“You have carrots or cucumbers in the kitchen, girl?”

“Yes.”

“Wait here.”

Kim heard his footsteps fade and then return. She didn’t dare to look. She heard her lube bottle squirt. And then Harry told her to turn around.

Kim flipped herself over. Harry pulled her robe belt loose and opened up her robe to expose her young, fresh naked body.

“Open your legs.”

Kim obeyed.

Kim watched in horror as Harry inserted a long, green vegetable into her …

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