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Authors name: KBT (An Eddies BBS Author)
Story title : Cheating with Amy - Part 1
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Cheating with Amy - Part 1 (M/f-teen, seduction)
by KBT (An Eddies BBS Author)
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Sarah and I had been married for ten years, and for
those years I had always been faithful to her. Our life
together was good though a bit ordinary. Sarah and I
both worked, and at night we had little energy to devote
to each other. Our love life, what there was of it, was
very predictable. Sometimes it seemed as though
masturbation was easier and felt just as good.
Sarah worked hard to keep in shape, though she had put
on about twenty pounds since our wedding. I tried to
keep in shape running every chance I got, but I know I
wasn't in the same shape I was then either. Not that I
complained, I was happy, or I thought I was. And then
along came Amy.
Our next-door neighbors had recently moved and sold the
house to a middle aged couple, Marge and Scott. It
wasn't until they moved in that I discovered their
twenty-five year old daughter, Amy. I'll never forget
the day I first met her.
It was the middle of summer right after they had moved
in. Scott had asked me over to help repair the shower
plumbing in the bathroom connected to Amy's room. We had
disassembled the faucet and needed a larger pipe wrench
to continue the job, and Scott had gone to rummage
through his yet unpacked boxes of tools to find one. The
bathroom had two doors, one into the bedroom and the
other out to the hall.
As I sat waiting for Scott to return the door to Amy's
room opened. I turned to see a startled Amy, apparently
just waking up, standing in the doorway in a red teddy.
I could easily see Amy's huge breasts through the
translucent material, and she obviously was not wearing
any panties.
Amy was not embarrassed and made no attempt to cover
herself, rather she dropped her arms to her sides and
smiled as she leaned against the door. "What a pleasant
surprise. It's not every morning I wake up to find such
a sexy man in my bathroom."
I felt like I was glowing red with embarrassment. I
stammered an apology, and told Amy that her father and I
were fixing the plumbing in the shower. "You're the
neighbor next door, aren't you?" Amy asked, walking into
the bathroom.
"Er, yes," I stammered. Her nipples were growing longer,
poking out from behind the teddy, and try as I might I
couldn't keep my eyes from sweeping up and down her
blonde haired, blue eyed virtually naked body.
"Well if you ever need any help with your plumbing give
me a call," she said, staring down at my crotch. "I'm
really good at cleaning pipes." She looked up into my
eyes, smiled, and disappeared back into her bedroom. I
took my first breath in what seemed like hours, and
became aware of my mouth hanging open and my dick being
rock hard in my pants.
That night I couldn't wait to get Sarah into bed and
fuck her silly. She asked me what had gotten into me,
but I didn't dare tell her that it was thinking about
Amy that was turning me on so much. I couldn't get her
out of my mind. I kept on finding myself suddenly
thinking about Amy, her sizable breasts and the blonde
triangle between her legs, those long erect nipples and
her large blue eyes.
The moment Amy came into my mind my dick would get hard.
Having never had any kind of desire for any other woman
but my wife, these feelings were new to me. I felt
guilty, but I couldn't stop daydreaming about meeting
Amy again and what might happen, even though I knew I
would probably chicken out if anything did start to
happened.
Sarah didn't know anything except that I wanted to have
sex every night, and that she was enjoying it immensely.
We sleep with the windows open, and with the way she was
moaning and crying out every night I was grateful that
there is quite a distance between the houses in our
neighborhood.
I didn't see Amy again for about two weeks. My fantasies
had started to die down by then, and I had come to the
realization that nothing was going to happen. Sarah was
out for the day on Saturday, and I had spent the morning
helping Scott cut down a dead tree in their back yard.
Their house has an in-ground pool and Scott invited me
over for a swim after we had eaten lunch.
It was a blistering hot August day, and I took him up on
the offer. I got changed into my suit and went over to
the pool. Scott hadn't gotten changed yet, and told me
to go right in and cool off, that he had to help Marge
with something. I dove in and swam for a bit, then
closed my eyes and let myself float under the warm
relaxing sun.
"Hey there sexy! I thought I told you to come up and see
me sometime!" I opened my eyes, squinting against the
suns rays, to see Amy standing on the side of the pool.
I stood up and said hi, and walked toward where she was
standing. Amy was wearing a white string bikini, and it
wasn't covering much of her well-tanned body. The sun
was right above her head so I couldn't look up at her
face.
My eyes were going crazy as her nipples poking straight
out of her top and her pussy lips pressed against her
bottom were both at comfortable angles for me, but I
knew I shouldn't be looking at them. I walked all the
way to the edge of the pool so her body blocked the sun,
also so my elevating penis might not be so noticeable. I
wanted to be cool and friendly and stammered out, "So,
how have you been?"
"Not so good," she started, as she sat down on the edge
of the pool, her legs straddling mine. "But now that
you're here, I know I'm going to feel a whole lot
better." Amy's left hand reached down to scratch at her
knee, then started to slowly make its way up her thigh.
"I've been so lonely since we moved here. I haven't had
anyone to play with."
I glanced at her eyes, but she was watching her hand. I
glanced back at her hand, which had reached the top of
her thigh and was now running over her cloth-covered
pussy. "I'm tired of playing with myself," she said,
emitting a soft moan as her finger pressed into the lips
of her vagina, "and I just can't wait until I play with
you."
With that she slithered down into the water, sliding her
body along mine as she did. She hit the bottom of the
pool with her body pressed against mine, her mouth
rested inches from my own and her hand was stroking my
rock hard cock. "I can't do this. I'm married!" I said,
though I know the words were coming out halfhearted.
Amy knew it, too, because she reached up with both hands
and slid the material away from her breasts, exposing
her rock hard nipples. She then grabbed both of my hands
and placed them over her tits. I automatically began to
caress her breasts and pinch her nipples causing her to
moan in delight.
Meanwhile, her two hands slipped into the front of my
trunks and began to caress my cock and balls, causing
shivers of delight to shoot up my spine.
"I've heard you and your wife making love. She really
likes it, doesn't she."
"What do you mean?" I asked, "When have you heard us?"
"Late at night when I sit out here in the back yard, I
hear her scream, but I never hear any noise from you."
Amy's hands had my suit halfway down my thighs, and she
was stroking me off in the pool, making it more and more
difficult to think straight.
"I'm just not a noise maker," I said. I was pulling and
squeezing Amy's nipples and I really wanted to suck on
them, too. But I was not in control at that moment. I
was doing what Amy told me to. Amy's hands were working
faster now, and I knew she would make me cum if she kept
it up.
"That's a lie, isn't it. You've been too busy thinking
about fucking me, haven't you been? All the time you
fuck your wife, you imagine your dick is sliding up
between my legs, isn't that right? You want me. You want
to feel my hot, wet, mouth, slipping over the head of
your cock, sucking you in like a piece of liquorices.
You want to feel the heat from my pussy as you slide
your hard cock into my boiling hot vice of a pussy. You
want to feel how I can squeeze you cock with my cunt,
how it feels better than your wife's pussy ever felt.
Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Amy." I blurted it out before I could stop myself.
Amy had me on the verge of cumming in my neighbors pool.
But then she stopped, fixed her top, and climbed out of
the pool, leaving me with my suit down around my knees
and a cock as hard as granite. "Where are you going?" I
asked, trying to catch my breath. "Amy, why did you
stop?"
"Because you said too, Jeff. After all, you are
married." With that she grabbed a towel she had dropped
on the ground, wrapped it around her and marched back
into the house.
It took me a few minutes to compose myself and walk back
to my house. I did not know what to think about what had
happened. I wanted Amy, I wanted to go over and walk
into her bedroom and fuck her silly. But I couldn't, not
with Scott and Marge there. I lay down on my bed and
began to masturbate, thinking about all that had
happened when the phone rang. I picked up the extension
next to the bed and said, "Hello."
"Hi, Jeff. My pussy is so wet, I wish it could be
slipping over your cock rather than your old fist."
"Amy, how did you know..."
"I'm playing with myself, too, Jeff. I'm imagining what
it would be like to be kneeling on your bed, next to
you. I'd run my tongue over the head of your cock and
drink up all the juices that have pooled there." Her
voice was hypnotic, all I could do was lay there and
stroke my cock.
"Oh, God. I'm going to cum, Amy!!"
"No, Jeff. Don't cum, save it for when Sarah comes home.
Fuck her like you have every night since you first saw
me. I'm going to be sitting outside your window, my
fingers fucking myself while I imagine it's you. But let
me hear you tonight, Jeff. Let me here you cum!" With
that Amy hung up.
I hung up the phone and sat up. I wanted to cum so bad,
but my mind was filled with Amy. I got dressed and
waited for Sarah to get home. Every so often I played
with my cock until it got hard and I was on the verge of
cumming, and then I stopped.
Finally Sarah came home. It was with much difficulty
that I helped prepare dinner, and then sat and watched
television with her, waiting for the time we could go to
bed. When it was finally time, Sarah went over to turn
the television off. I came up behind her and pressed my
erection into her ass, reaching in front to fondle her
breasts, imagining in my mind that they were hard and
firm like Amy's. Sarah moaned, and reached back to kiss
me.
We moved into the bedroom and I fucked her harder and
longer than I had ever done, all the while I was
imagining that it was Amy who was in bed with me. Sarah
cried out again and again that she was cumming. Then, I
felt it. My orgasm beginning at my toes and building
straight up through me. I started whispering, then
saying, then shouting that "I'M CUMMING!!"
I heard a faint gasp from outside the window, and I knew
Amy was cumming too. Spasm after spasm rocked my body as
what felt like a quart of sperm erupted from my balls.
Sarah passed out dead away on the bed as I pulled my
spent penis out of her sopping wet pussy, cum running
down her thighs and pooling on the bed. I went over to
the window and peeked out, but no one was there. My cock
was still hard, amazingly it had not gone flaccid yet,
and I could not get my mind off of Amy. I knew I
couldn't sleep, so I washed up and threw on a pair of
shorts and some sandals and went for a walk. I went
behind the house to see if Amy was there, but as before
no one was there. I heard a noise from the neighbors
pool so I headed in that direction.
Quietly, just in case it was Scott and Marge, I crept up
on the pool. Floating on a raft in the middle of the
pool was Amy, naked, her breasts pointed toward the
bright moon, masturbating. I stood still and watched her
for a minute, rubbing my still hard cock through my
shorts. I went to step closer and knocked a beach ball
into the water. Amy jumped up to cover herself and
almost fell off the raft. Then she noticed it was I and
laughed.
"What's wrong, Jeff. Isn't Sarah enough of a woman to
satisfy you? I know you'd never be out walking after
making love with me." Amy fell off the raft into the
water and swam over to the side of the pool, motioning
me over as she did.
"I heard a noise out here and figured I should check it
out," I lied. I was looking for her and we both knew it.
"The only noise out here was emanating from your
bedroom," Amy stated flatly. "And I must say that you
sure changed your tune. That was one great performance
from you. It got me all hot and bothered."
I sat down at the edge of the pool, just as she had done
with me earlier that day. Amy put one hand on each of my
thighs and I reached my hands out toward up toward her
breasts, hoping to feel them under my fingers, pinching
their erect nipples again.
"Keep your hands down at your sides," she ordered. Her
fingers began tracing patterns up and down my legs,
teasing my cock and balls with occasional caresses.
"What would your wife say if she found out."
"She won't find out," I said. "She's asleep."
Amy leaned forward, pressing her breasts down against my
thighs. She began to kiss and lick my chest, her hands
manipulating my erection. I leaned back on my hands,
moaning with the shivers that she was sending through my
body. "How can you be sure. How do you know she's not
watching us now?" Amy's mouth moved lower and lower,
kissing my abdomen, and then rubbing against the
hardness in my pants.
I was getting desperate. I had already made love with my
wife less than thirty minutes before, but I needed Amy
then and there. "Please Amy, please. I don't care, I
just want you now. Please, take me in your mouth."
Amy looked up at me and smiled. She told me to take off
my pants so she could do me right. I stood up and
dropped my pants, shaking with anticipation. I sat back
down on the edge. Amy came closer, caressing my legs
again, and dropping her head toward my towering manhood.
I felt a wetness against my crotch looked down to see
Amy spitting a full mouthful of pool water onto my cock.
She laughed, grabbed my shorts and swam to the center of
the pool. "I can't do that. You're married!"
I was more desperate than ever. I was watching her go
from within inches of satisfying me to completely out of
reach.
"You should see the look on your face," Amy said, still
laughing. "If you want your shorts back, you have to
come here and get them."
I jumped into the water and jumped toward Amy who
quickly dropped and shorts and headed for the side. She
climbed out and, laughing even more, headed for her
house. I grabbed my shorts and cursed myself all the way
home.
Sarah was snoring as I looked in on her, so I grabbed a
porno flick and figured I'd jerk off to it before bed. I
put the tape in the VCR and hit play, and sat naked on
the sofa to watch. The phone rang, and I picked it up
quickly so as not to wake Sarah. I had a feeling who it
was.
"Hello Amy," I said, knowing that no one else would call
be at 1:00 am on a Saturday night.
"Hi, Jeff," Amy said, sounding rather apologetic. "I'm
sorry about what happened. I'm really not a cock tease.
I wouldn't be doing these things to you if I didn't mean
to follow through. I mean, you looked so good standing
there naked with your huge cock standing straight up..."
I had no idea whether or not she meant what she was
saying. All I knew was that her words were causing my
erection to come back for the umpteenth time that day.
My fingers caressed my balls as she continued.
"I really do want to suck you off, and fuck you like no
other woman will ever do. You have no idea how much I
want you. I was fantasizing that you were on top of me
fucking my brains out when you startled me in the pool.
But..." Here it comes. "But, you are married to Sarah.
If you ever find out how good I am at giving head, or
how hot and tight my pussy feels, you will never be
happy with Sarah again. It would break up your
marriage."
Amy was doing nothing but making me want her more than
ever. "Please, Amy. I promise that it will not break up
my marriage. I just have to have you, at least once."
"Ohhh, Jeff, ohhhh. You wouldn't believe how wet my
pussy is just thinking about you. I can feel my cunt
throbbing around the finger I have in it. Ohhhh god, it
feels sooo hot."
My cock had never been harder. I was stroking it now,
fast and hard. "God, Amy, you're gonna make me cum if
you keep this up."
"No Jeff. Please wait. Let me come over and watch you.
Who knows what might happen."
This was getting crazy. Now I was inviting Amy into my
house to watch me masturbate while my wife slept
upstairs. I let Amy in the back door, I was naked, Amy
wore a robe which was not even tied shut. I walked back
to the living room and sat down on the sofa. A blonde
was giving head on the television. Amy turned off the
TV. "I don't want any distractions," she said.
Amy sat on the sofa facing me, her body pressed against
mine. I began to stroke my cock again, and Amy began to
caress my balls. I moaned, and Amy began to kiss my
shoulder, and then my neck. Amy's other hand joined her
first, stroking my balls.
"Yeah baby," Amy whispered. "Let me see you cum." She
blew into my ear and then licked and sucked it. I turned
my head to face her, and she pressed her mouth against
mine, snaking her tongue deep down my throat. My hand
was wet from the juices coming from my cock, and I knew
my orgasm was not far away. Amy slipped a finger into my
anus as she began to squeeze by balls harder.
I gasped, and Amy broke our kiss and watched as cum
started shooting from my cock like a fire hose. I
squirted so hard that some actually landed on my face,
though most ended up on my chest. When I had finished
Amy started to lick up the cum off of my body, cleaning
up all but what was on my cock. She still wouldn't allow
her mouth to touch me there.
"I hope that shows you that I'm not just a cock teaser,
Jeff. Maybe next time you can shoot it straight down my
throat."
"When will I see you again," I asked.
"Soon," Amy said, and with that she was gone.
Continued in part 2...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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