Rare Skin Condition Turns Me On

Story #59 - my writings are a chronological (unless otherwise noted) account of my sexual journey starting at the tail end of my first marriage through the present day. My profile has some background that may be helpful.

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Several years before the events of this story, I had purchased a small townhouse at the beach near Virginia Beach. The corner unit next to me was owned by a couple named Tim and Ann. Like me, they lived only an hour away, and seemed to be there almost every time I went down.

Tim was a nice enough guy. Fully retired at age 75, while Ann was in her mid-60's but still working; a high-level bank executive. She was very attractive for her age. A few wrinkles of course, decent sized tits and nice ass. Rusty red hair, with heavily freckled and darker skin, not pale like you see with many redheads. Like she had a light suntan. They had no children, either together or with their prior spouses. Tim confided in me one time that he was Ann's fourth husband.

Ann and I didn't really care for each other, for no particular reason. I think we were just two alphas that were just waiting to butt heads, two "head bitches in charge," and so we kept our distance, exchanging only pleasantries and never engaging in any real conversation. Yet, there was a strong current of sexual tension; an unspoken desire, and when our eyes would meet, you could sense a sort of primal, who's the boss energy.

I could tell she was the easily offended type, a real uptight cunt, just waiting to pounce of someone.

One weekend I was at the house by myself, Wendy staying home to tend to one of her volunteer activities or another. On Saturday afternoon, it was warm so I decided to hang out at our HOA pool. Not unusual, many of our owners hung at the pool and we always had a good time.

On this particular day there were maybe 6-7 people at the pool, including Ann, which was unusual. She wore a standard bikini, nothing to skimpy, but certainly not hiding anything. You could tell she had a great body, and I stole looks at her as best I could without getting caught. Very sexy with her freckled chest and big tits threatening to spill out of her top.

I noticed something about her skin though. As I said, she was naturally kind of rust colored, but she had patches of very white skin on various parts of her body. It was kind of like looking at a world map. I noticed a patch on her hip, her stomach, one of her legs, and into her cleavage. It was getting me turned on to think about what she would look like naked.

After an hour or so, I left and returned to my house, and sat down in my living room. I used my phone to discover this condition called vitiligo, where skin loses its pigmentation over time. Based on the pictures I saw, she didn't appear to have a serious case of it. It made her very sexy.

Our row of townhomes all face a little lagoon that leads to a larger bay. Each home has a very private back deck with four steps that lead down to a grassy area, then out to a boat dock. There are tall windows with no shades. I had no curtains on mine, and very few did. If you were in your living room, anyone on the deck would be able to see in to the living room easily.

Tim and Ann had a small dog, and he must have been very friendly with the prior owners of my place, because he was frequently on my deck when they let him out to do his business.

And so it was that I was in my living room, freshly back from the pool. Watching a baseball game and thinking of Ann's body, my cock began to rise, so I pulled my suit down and started stroking myself.

I'm not sure if I was planning to fully masturbate, I was just absentmindedly playing with myself, but after a few minutes I saw Ann's dog on the deck, and a second later Ann appeared, trying to gather the little bugger. She bent down to scoop him up, then looked through my back window as she stood with the dog.

It all happened very quickly, though I probably had time to stop and cover myself if I wanted to. But I didn't. Ann's eyes registered shock as she took in the scene before her, then met mine as I continued to stroke my hard shaft. She stood there holding her dog, her eyes darting back and forth between mine and the action between my legs.

Her voyeuring presence was a turn on, and before long I reached my peak. I came with a grunt, the first shot hitting my chin and dripping onto my neck as the rest squirted onto my chest and stomach. It was a big load, even for me, and I lay covered in my own semen as Ann watched in fascination.

When I finished, I looked Ann in the eye as I scooped up a wad of cum with my finger and stuck it in my mouth. I saw Ann shudder a bit, then her head snapped toward her place as she heard Tim call for her. She walked off with her dog under her arm, leaving me to finish cleaning myself upon my own.

I ran upstairs to clean up, and called Wendy to tell her about the experience. After some hot dirty talk about what would have happened if she were here to help me with my hard dick, she says, "if you get the chance, I want you to fuck her."

I laughed and said, "Well I'm not sure I'll get the chance. She's right next door with her husband, for one. And for two I don't think she likes me very much."

"You never know," was Wendy's answer. "But if you fuck her, you have to tell me all about it!"

"Of course, babe. Every detail."

Later that night, we were having drinks on another neighbor's deck, mostly the same couples that were at the pool. Someone brought up a recently released movie and the lead actress. One of the women commented about her great body, and the men in the group all agreed, and we all said a few things about how hot she is.

Ann was offended by this, but focused her ire solely on me. She went off on me about being a misogynist, a chauvinist and a pig etc.

I not so politely told her to fuck off.

Ann looked to Tim for support or defense, but he just kind of chuckled, making a face that basically said- "hey, you got what you asked for."

The evening ended an hour or so later without further incident, and I went home and went to sleep.

The next morning, I was up and had some coffee on the deck, wondering if I'd see Ann out with the dog, but all was quiet next door. I looked out front and didn't see a car, and it looked like they had bugged out early.

I dressed for the gym and was about to leave when I heard a light tap on the back door. I could see Ann standing there, an annoyed look on her face. I slid open the door and stood silently.

"Hi," she said lightly. "Can I come in?"

I let her in and looked her over, her wet, rust colored hair glistening from a recent shower. She was dressed in a light beach tank top that went down to her waist and the top of a pair of jean shorts.

"Tim had to run home to read at church this morning, he'll be back in a few hours," she volunteered.

"I want to apologize about last night. I had too much to drink, and it was unprofessional and rude to say those things to you." Her tone was very businesslike. She knew an apology was appropriate, but she really didn't want to do it.

I grudgingly accepted her apology, but was still a little ticked off that she called me out specifically, so I decided to push her buttons to see if I could get her riled up again.

"Now that we're friends again. I have to say, you have a rockin' body yourself. You should go braless more often; those tits are amazing!"

She surprised me by softening. "Do you really think so? Tom never compliments me. I try to stay in shape; I eat healthy and exercise but he never ever compliments my body. I think that's why I went off the other night. It hurt me to hear you guys talking about another woman's nice body when I never hear anything about my own."

Finally, I understood. This poor woman was starving for compliments and admiration. Ann's husband had likely long since stopped saying nice things to her, and given her high powered professional position, there's no way anyone in the workplace would say anything to her about her looks or her body, not with the "#me too I'll sue your ass" vibe she gave off.

"Your body is great, and your skin complexion makes it even sexier."

"Really? I'm very self-conscious about my skin. It's gotten worse over the last few years and so I get a little edgy when I hear talk about this hot woman or that sexy woman."

"All I can say is, you're the first woman I've seen with skin like this, and I think it's damn sexy. Why do you think you caught me yesterday? It was right after the pool when I saw you in your bikini. I came back here and thought about it and before I knew it, I was hard and excited."

"Wait, you were thinking about me when you were masturbating?"

"Hell yes!"

"What were you thinking about!"

"I was thinking about how pretty you are, imagining what your tits looked like, and whether you have that white skin around your pussy too. And that I'd love to have a close up look sometime."

She was melting before my eyes.

"Are you serious? I didn't think anyone would ever want to see me like that."

I stepped closer to her, into her personal space.

"It's all I've thought about since yesterday."

Her breathing quickened.

"What would your wife think."

I pulled my phone from my pocket and showed her a text from Wendy from the previous night as I was getting into bed. It said;

"I really hope you fuck Ann. She's sexy. I want to hear all about it!!"

Setting my phone down, I took another step closer, fully closing the gap between us. I reached down and gripped the top of her flimsy tank top, then looked in her eyes as I slowly but firmly ripped it down the middle. Ann inhaled sharply as the sound of the material ripping filled the air, exposing her breasts to me.

A moment later the garment was on the floor. She seemed to think about moving her arms to cover herself, but then remembered that me seeing her was the whole point.

I'd never seen anything like it. Her chest was a rusty freckled brown, from her neck down to her cleavage line. Her tits were almost pure white around her areola, a stray freckle or two near the nipples. I was salivating.

"Gorgeous," I said, no more than a whisper.

I dropped to my knees and squeezed her tits together, then ran my face across them. My lips, nose, cheeks and forehead rubbed her beautiful breasts, the stubble from my goatee causing her to jump slightly as it scratched her nipples.

When I was done worshiping her tits, I sat back on my knees and unbuttoned her jean shorts, then lowered the zipper. She wiggled her hips to allow me to pull them down. I could see blotches of white skin around her groin area. I turned her and had her sit on the sofa, then grabbed the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them off of her.

She hesitantly opened her legs when her panties hit the floor. What a sight to behold! Her pussy had a small patch of rust colored fuzz, but what stood out were several quarter-sized bright white patches of skin, one smack in the middle or her lips. I was in awe.

I leaned forward and kissed her lips, then looked up at her and said, "you have one of the most beautiful pussies I've ever seen." And I meant it.

Ann moaned and reached for me, grabbing my head and shoving my face between her legs.

"Mmmm yes that feels good," she moaned and I licked her folds, driving my tongue up inside of her, then sucking her labia into my mouth and finally pressuring her clit with the tip of my tongue. I repeated these movements for several minutes, Ann's breathing getting heavier and heavier until she finally exploded.

"Oh yes, I'm gonna come!!!! Don't stop please. Oh God I'm coming right now!!!"

Ann had a sweet taste, and I drank every drop of her cream, licking her slowly as she came down.

With a hand now of my hair, she said, "are you gonna fuck me now?"

"Is that what you want?"

She nodded and said, "we can't let your wife down, can we?"

I smiled and reached for my phone, wanting to take a few pics of Ann's pussy and tits for Wendy to enjoy. Ann had no objection as along as her face wasn't in them.

Then I stood to undress while Ann lay spread open on the couch, rubbing her tits. My shorts hit the floor and Ann gazed at my rock-hard cock.

"You're gonna tear me in half with that thing," she said, sounding only half joking.

"If you're lucky yes," I answered, then hovered over her, cock in hand and pointed at her hungry, yawning cunt.

I rubbed the tip up and down her wet slit several times, and she jumped each time I tapped her sensitive clit. Suddenly her hand joined mine on my shaft, and she said, "do it, fuck me, please."

With that, I drove myself into her, piercing her tight flesh that likely had been out of service for quite some time. I watched as my darker skinned cock contrasted with the whiteness of the blotches on her cunt, a very hot sight. Ann watched too and groaned louder with each thrust.

I knew I wouldn't last long, so I got up onto the balls of my feet and got her ankles into my shoulders, essentially folding her in half, her back pressed against the back of my couch.

"Holy shit I can feel you in my belly, don't stop, please, I'm gonna come again soon."

"Me too," I said. "Let me know when you're on the brink."

A few hammering thrusts later and Ann groaned "oh God right now!!!"

I joined her and unleashed my cum into her. I could feel it squishing out the sides of our union due to the tight position we were in. Ann held onto my shoulders firmly as her orgasm ripped through her.

"Jesus, I can feel you throbbing inside me," she whispered in my ear as we came down from our high. "That was so intense."

Slowly we untangled, a loud "plop" signaling my withdrawal from her.

"Time to switch," I said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

I stood and sat on the couch, then grabbed her and positioned her between my legs, my intent very clear.

"I don't do that," she said.

"It's time you started," I responded.

With one hand, I started stroking my cock, which had started to grow already, and with the other, I grabbed h the back of her head and guided her toward me. She was hesitant, but I knew that I held the key to unlock her.

I looked at her, saying "you are so pretty, and you have such a gorgeous mouth. I need to see your hot pink tongue licking my shaft and your tight throat devouring my whole cock."

Ann practically swooned at my words, and with my guidance, she leaned forward and took a long lick of my growing shaft. A drop of cum was at the tip, left over from our earlier fucking, and with a look in my eyes, she slurped it off the tip.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned. "I don't usually like cum."

"You'll like mine," I assured her as I stood up and took control of the action.

I thought it was time to change course a little bit. I was going to continue the compliments, but I needed to turn it up a notch as far as the roughness.

I knew many women like Ann- highfalutin, corporate executives with many people under them. Bossy and bitchy all day. Most women like her needed to be brought down a notch in the bedroom. And most of them understood this about themselves.

I don't think that Ann did, but she was about to understand. She had probably never been submissive in the bedroom, which was probably why she was on her fourth marriage. All of her husbands were afraid of her, when what she really needed was to be controlled.

My cock was now fully hard, and I stood over her, she on her knees and the tip of my cock in her mouth. I grabbed her head in my hands and looked down at her. "You're gonna take my dick all the way down your throat, you gorgeous little cunt."

Ann's eyes widened at my comment, but she moaned in approval as she understood the changing dynamic. I forced her head forward, my cock at the back of her throat, and with a firm push, my cockhead passed her gag point and I buried myself all the way into her esophagus. She coughed and gagged violently, mucus flying out of her mouth and her nose. But she did not resist.

Firmly and steadily, I fucked her throat, all while she looked up at me. She was a natural, and before long she placed her hands on my ass to urge me on faster and harder.

"Yeah, take that cock you sexy ginger slut. I'm gonna come soon. I'm gonna pull back and come in your mouth, doesn't swallow it all, hold it in your mouth."

Ann nodded as best she could, and 30 seconds later I started blasting away. The first shot went down her throat before I pulled back, a loud audible "glug" echoing as my head came out past her gag point. I filled her cheeks with the rest of my load, and she struggled to hold it all in.

When she had drained me, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and offered her a hand up. Then leaned in for a kiss. Ann opened her mouth and accepted, our tongues dancing as we shared my semen. It was a sloppy exchange, and a minute later we were both covered in my cum.

She pulled back and said "Jesus Christ I've never done anything close to that! What the fuck?!?!"

I smiled and said, "well then you're gonna enjoy the rest of the morning too."

I immediately turned her around and bent her over the couch. Her ass was even more discolored than other parts of her body. Her ass looked like a world map with various countries in bright white and the water in reddish brown. Very sexy. I let her know it.

"God, you have a gorgeous ass. I've never seen anything like it!"

And with that I gave her a hard slap on her left cheek, followed by another one on her right cheek before she could even yell out from the first one.

After her initial yell, I reached into her wet hair and pulled her head back.

"I'm gonna beat your ass until it's bright red, then fuck your pussy until you pass out."

She took a sharp intake of breath as she prepared for the next blow, and over the course of the next fifteen minutes, I delivered several dozen smacks, intermixed with roughly fingering her soaked cunt and her tight ass. By the time I was hard again, she was more than ready.

Pushing her forward and shoving her face into the sofa cushion, I lined up my cock and shoved it into her wet hole. I continued to spank her ass, her white skin now turning cherry red.

The wall behind my sofa is a mirror, so when I gripped her hair and yanked her head up, I could see her face, sweaty and out of a breath but a look in her eyes that told me I was right on the money.

"Fuckin' slut," I scolded her. "You're hot as shit but you're also a high and mighty cunt that needs to know your place. Now every time you see me, you're gonna know I own this pussy. Take my cum, cunt."

I unleashed my third load of the morning into her, and she felt it.

"Mmmmm yes give me that cum. Yes, I'm your cum slut. Fuck this pussy whenever you want to."

I held her still by the hips as I finished, then withdrew and turned her around. She dutifully dropped to her knees and cleaned me off, licking my cock that was slimy with both of our juices as she looked up into my eyes.

"Good girl," I praised her now. "Good pretty girl."

Finally, I helped her to her feet. She pecked me on the cheek and whispered "thank you."

"Anytime," I answered as she quickly put her shorts back on and gathered her torn tank top. I handed her my shirt to wear home.

She opened the back slider and took a quick peek around to see if anyone was looking. As she stepped out, I said, "Wendy and I will be back next weekend. Maybe we'll see you then."

She turned and gave me a wink and a smile, then scurried back to her place.