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Neighbor's Wife
by Greg (ap.902@samsung.com)
***
It was inevitable, we'd been drawn to each other from
the beginning. Then one day all the signs pointed to
it, I was going to do my neighbor's wife and I didn't
care about the consequences. (MF, wife-cheat, affair)
***
For almost three years now, I'd had a unfulfilled
fantasy. Last summer, that fantasy was fulfilled. Karen
and Dave are next-door neighbors, both in their mid
twenties. Karen is in good physical shape, even though
Karen and Dave have three young children. She has blond
hair, large breasts, a flat stomach, fairly wide hips,
and a lovely, heart-shaped ass.
Believe me, I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom
window gives a view of their back yard, complete with
Karen laying out in a skimpy bikini. Dave is built
solidly, with lots of muscle. Though I'm only 20, I
can't compare to him.
However, Dave flies for one of the airlines and is
often gone for a week or even more. That is actually
what my fantasy centered about. While a three-some
would certainly have been enjoyable, I had often
thought about Karen and I having an encounter when Dave
was gone.
On the day it finally happened, I had the day off. My
sister, mom, and dad were all at work. It was hot,
about 110, but there was little humidity, as we were in
Phoenix. I had gone biking early that morning,
returning at 7:00 to see Karen looking good in a knee-
length robe.
She whistled at me in my biking shorts, the first
indication I'd ever gotten that she was flirtatious;
uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile and
wiggled my rear at her, yelling out "You want it --
come get it!" She laughed and went back inside, her
hips swaying from side to side. I wheeled my bike in
the garage and stretched down, thinking of her.
Later that day, I was out in the back yard "painting"
the fence that hides the pool filtration stuff. Because
I was "painting" with a clothes-hostile mixture of
linseed oil and turpentine, and because of the heat, I
had taken my shirt off, leaving only my old, faded
bathing suit on. The other advantage to the bathing
suit, of course, was that I could jump in the pool
whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going to
get).
Anyway, I heard the Karen's door open and shut,
followed by the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping on
concrete, which soon quieted. I set down my brush and
pot of goop and went over and stood on the diving
board, which gave me a view over the cinderblock fence.
Karen was lying out about ten feet from me, at an
angle, facing towards me, her eyes closed.
I felt stirrings in my pants as I took in her long,
tanned legs, the string bikini covering her pubic
region, her flat stomach, her glorious breasts accented
by the bikini top, and the cloud of long, blond hair
around her face. Rather than have her catch me staring,
I called out "Looking good," also unusually bold of me,
given how she and my mom talk together.
Karen's eyes popped open and quickly found mine. She
looked a little startled, but also a little pleased.
She got up and came over to the fence, giving me a
great view of her breasts, which were pressing together
due to their confinement. I felt my dick harden in
response. Then, she mentioned that their pool filter
was acting up and that she didn't know how to fix it.
"Would you be willing to take a look at it?" was said
with a perfectly innocent look. I readily agreed, hard-
on or no hard-on.
After I hopped the fence, I followed her over to the
filter, adjusting my bathing suit in a completely
futile attempt at hiding my interest. As she bent over,
it became difficult for me to focus on the filter; the
blue bikini bottom slipped a little further into the
crack of her cheeks. Gallantly, however, I peered over
her shoulder (ok, ok, occasionally I snuck a glance at
her impressive cleavage) and paid attention.
After moving around her, I looked at the pressure
gauge, which was way too high, and cleaned out the
trap, which was clogged with bits of leaves and grass.
As I kneeled to screw the top back on the trap, my
dick, which had wilted enough to move around, slipped
down along my leg. Karen, who had bent over (that
cleavage again!) to look at what I was doing, didn't
seem to notice anything. However, as I tried to shift
my member around and it hardened in reply, she seemed
to catch on and smiled a bit. When I stood up, my hard-
on was quite evident.
Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and
offered me a drink. I noticed that her nipples were a
bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her
bikini top. We went inside and I commented on the lack
of kids. She smiled again, and said that they were
farmed out at friends' houses, so that she could run
errands (I wondered if I was an "errand").
She opened a cabinet and reached up to get a glass on a
shelf that was just a little bit too high. I reached
around her and grabbed a glass and set it on the
counter. My cock pressed up against the side of her
hip. Then, I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock
further up, around, and back down her hip. By this
time, her nipples were fully erect (or so I thought)
and, in one place, the faded blue of my suit was
spotted dark blue by my oozing pre-cum.
Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went
over to the sink and filled our glasses with water. I
stood behind her, reached over her shoulder to get my
glass, and pressed my hips against her ass, nestling my
dick between her ass cheeks. She pressed her hips
backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled her
glass.
Still playful, neither of us making a major move,
though both clearly wanted to, we went in to the living
room and sat down, Karen on the couch, me on another
couch facing her. Karen then got up and bent way over
to turn on the TV. Her bikini bottom slipped further up
her ass cheeks and, from my vantage point, I could see
the outline of her swelling pussy lips. She stood back
up and started the VCR. She had obviously been watching
the porno tape earlier, since it started in the middle
of scene.
It was actually switching between two scenes, one of a
very vocal woman with long black hair and medium-sized
breasts being eaten by her husband, the other of a
blonde with larger breasts (supposedly their daughter,
I guess) listening to the couple and masturbating.
When the movie first started up, the blonde was running
her hands over her breasts, milking them upwards,
tweaking and massaging her erect nipples. The other
woman's moans as she was given a tongue-lashing were
clearly evident. Then, the scene cut to the couple, as
the man sucked on the woman's clit and lightly tongued
it back and forth. Then woman's moans got louder and
the scene cut back to the blonde.
The blonde still had one hand working on her breasts,
but was now also had a hand playing with her belly,
pubic hair, and, every once in a while, dipping down to
rub along her downy-haired slit. As this was going on,
I had been sort of splitting my attention between the
TV and Karen.
My dick had gotten even harder as Karen spread her legs
a bit, allowing me to see a growing wet spot at her
crotch. She also was lightly running her fingers along
the outline of her bikini top and sometimes over and
around her hard nipples. Her nipples, if possible, grew
more erect and pushed almost as hard against her bikini
top as my cock pushed against my swim trunks. When the
black-haired woman orgasmed from her husband's
attention, the scene cut to the daughter, who was
approaching her orgasm as well, with two fingers
pumping in and out of her dripping pussy lips.
I got up, thinking I should have earlier, and sat down
next to Karen. I reached my right hand around her
shoulder into her blond tresses and ran the other down
to trace along the bottom of one breast. I felt her
lips vibrate with a muffled moan as I covered them with
mine. With my left hand, I traced over to the other
breast, spiraled in to the nipple, and gently pulled it
between two fingers. One of Karen's hands slipped down
to my trunks and began to rub my cock through the
short. Our tongues were alternately entwined and
probing.
As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her orgasm,
I slipped my right hand down from Karen's hair to untie
her bikini top. As we broke our first kiss, Karen
arched her back, causing her breasts to "present"
themselves. As a result, the strings of her bikini top
came most of the way around from her back and ended
hanging loosely down her sides. When she relaxed and
hunched her shoulders a bit, the skimpy blue top fell
completely off. She tossed it to the floor and smiled a
wicked grin as my eyes popped.
Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were at
least a 'C' cup and most likely a 'D' cup. They hung
ever so slightly and met naturally at her sternum. Her
aureoles were a medium-sized and slightly darker pink
than her large, erect nipples. We moved closer and
started another passionate kiss. With my left hand, I
traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her
breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between
the base of my second and third finger. Then, cupping
her breast but also stimulating her nipple directly, I
moved my hand in little circles, sometimes pulling the
nipple outwards.
During my play with her nipples, Karen had started
massaging my dick again. Though it was still restrained
by my swim trunks, I felt it jump as Karen squeezed it
lightly, and gasped a bit with the feeling. Karen then
broke our kiss and moved back slightly. She got up and
went over to the TV. I moved over to the TV as well and
pressed my hips forward against her ass as she bent
over and took the tape out. As she stood up, tape in
hand, I thrust my hips even further forward and reached
both hands around to cup her breasts and brush her
nipples.
Karen twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips
against mine. I could feel her breasts, tipped by erect
nipples, press against my chest. She kissed me lightly
and mentioned that there was a VCR in the bedroom. I
was tempted to pick her up by her hips, so that she
would lock her legs around me, and carry her into the
bedroom. However, appropriate as that seemed, I also
knew I probably wasn't quite strong enough. Rather than
upset the mood by dropping her halfway there, I tilted
my head towards the hallway and followed her into the
bedroom.
The room was fairly neat, but some clothes thrown on
the chair and the rumpled bed showed that someone
actually lived there. (I like a "lived in" look,
provided it doesn't cross the line to messy) A decent-
sized TV screen sat on the dresser, facing the queen-
sized bed. Karen popped the tape in the VCR and started
it. The sounds of sex came into being around us. Again,
I stood behind her, thrusting my hips forward and
massaging her breasts. She bent over a little bit,
moving her hips backwards, creating more pressure on my
rock-hard dick, and reached around behind her to pull
me closer to her. I began running one hand up and down,
from breast to navel and back, gradually working lower.
As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, planting
little kisses in her hair, on her neck, on her
shoulders, doing my best to drive her crazy.
Karen had been moaning a little and trembling slightly
whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or seeded her
hair with kisses. After working slowly over the top of
her bikini, working slowly down the edges of the
bikini, brushing her thighs with my fingers, and
returning to massage her breasts, I finally let my hand
brush down past her navel, over to top of her bikini,
along the edges of the bikini towards her inner thighs,
along her upper thighs.
Finally, I let one finger extend from that hand, trace
lightly along the wet patch on the bikini, and apply
pressure, ever so slightly, from the back of her
covered cleft to the front.
Karen shuddered and moaned a bit, then stopped me and
turned around. Her breasts were red from my attention
and her face was getting flushed. Karen kissed me once,
quickly, and then tugged my bathing suit down. My six-
inch cock (it may have been seven then) sprang free
from its long confinement and stood out proudly as I
stepped out of my only clothing. As Karen stood up, her
breasts brushed along my cock and gained a thin line of
pre-cum. She grabbed me by the cock, led me over to the
bed, and left me stretched out in the middle of the
bed, watching her.
Karen walked over to the dresser and leaned against its
edge, next to the TV, which still played, ignored. She
spread her legs to show the large wet spot at the
crotch of her bikini bottoms. Then, she closed her eyes
and began massaging her breasts, tugging on the nipples
and pressing the smooth globes together with the sides
of her arms.
Almost involuntarily, her right hand crept in little
circles down to her navel, down to the top of her
bikini bottoms, down the blue fabric to run along her
slit. She brought fingers to her face, inhaled the
scent, and then licked what moisture there was free.
The next time her hand crept down, it slipped
underneath her bikini. She put one hand on the dresser
behind her and raised her hips enough to slide the
bottoms free. I was exerting all my willpower to keep
in place and not explode right there from the erotic
influence Karen was having on me.
I must have made some noise, because Karen seemed to
come back to what was going on. She stepped completely
out of her bikini and stood nude, glorious, and aroused
before me. She then turned around and bent over, giving
me a _great_ view of her gorgeous ass and puckered
sphincter.
Her breasts I saw only as two globes hanging partially
in view between her legs. I could also see her pussy,
puffy with arousal, surrounded by lightly colored downy
pubic hair. Many of the hairs had tiny droplets of
Karen's juices hanging from them, a sight that turned
me on even more. She licked one finger and then placed
it between her legs and touching her sphincter.
After lightly rubbing around the rim of her asshole,
Karen pressed inwards briefly and then ran her finger
forward, bisecting her swollen lips. After licking her
finger clean, Karen ran her finger along her swollen
slit again, this time pressing a bit deeper, a bit
harder.
I couldn't stand watching her any longer and therefore
got up and pulled her to the bed. Karen ran her fingers
lightly over the head of my cock, spreading the droplet
of pre-cum that had oozed out over my whole glans. I
couldn't believe how good such a simple action felt.
After tugging on Karen's nipples for a minute, I moved
my hands down to her dripping nether regions. After
pressing the tip of my finger against her clit, I moved
it further back and applied pressure to the length of
her slit. Karen shuddered a bit, but moved away from my
finger. At first, I didn't know why, but her motive
soon became apparent.
Karen traced the fingertips of both hands down my chest
and stomach, leaning low enough that her nipples
brushed a double line as well. When she reached my
navel, my dick slipped in between her breasts and
bumped along her sternum. I left a slippery line of
pre-cum along her sternum to match the earlier, now
dried line running over both of her breasts.
I was reveling in the sights and sounds of Karen's
actions when she began intensifying them. Gently at
first, but with gaining strength, Karen jacked my dick
with both hands. After doing this for a while and
thoroughly coating the head of my dick with my pre-cum,
she leaned down and blow a hot, wet breath along the
length of my cock, ending by tickling the hair on my
balls. When she gently squeezed my balls, my cock
jumped involuntarily.
Karen smiled to see what she was doing to me, and took
just the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her
tongue around the opening at the tip of my cock and
tasting the pre-cum there. As she swirled her tongue
around the rest of my cock head and trilled around the
sensitive ridge, my cock jumped again and my hips
involuntarily flexed slightly. Karen then took the
length of my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
I could tell already that she was good at giving head.
As I looked down past her blond- crowned head, I could
see from movement of her hips that she was working on
herself, too. I could also see the TV above her head,
but the TV didn't have much attraction now, even though
the same blonde as before was getting filled from
behind by a strapping tanned stud.
As Karen ran her tongue along the underside of my cock
and increased her suction, I knew I wouldn't be able to
last long. Already, I could feel a hallmark pleasant
tightening of my stomach muscles. Between gasps of
pleasure and involuntary thrusts into Karen's mouth, I
told her I was getting ready to come.
Karen responded by squeezing my balls and, if possible,
taking me further into her mouth, sucking even harder,
and trilling her tongue in still more delightful
convolutions. I had both hands on her head, running
through her blond hair, helping me actively thrust
against her mouth. I was getting closer and closer to
the edge; I could feel my balls pulling in to my body
in anticipation of what wasn't far away.
Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran her
tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my
glans. I thrust spasmodically against her mouth and
held her head tightly as I started spurting down her
throat. Karen didn't even try to move away; she just
kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and draining
the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my
balls. After I had collapsed back against the bed and
was idly caressing Karen's hair, she let my softening
cock slip out of her mouth and moved up to kiss me.
As I found out, Karen hadn't swallowed all of my load;
I tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined. No woman had
ever given me a blowjob even approaching hers; further,
no woman had ever kissed me with my sperm still in her
mouth. I was determined to give Karen as massive an
orgasm as I'd had.
So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen over
on her back. Though I was pretty certain Karen was
already highly aroused ;) I couldn't possibly skip over
her lovely breasts. I kissed her lips as my hands ran
circles around her globes.
As I traced the tip of my tongue down her throat to a
collarbone, I started to squeeze each very erect nipple
between my fingers. Then I ran my tongue along her
collarbone out to her shoulder and back. Once I reached
her sternum again, I traced along her sternum with my
tongue and continued down the underside Karen's left
breast. I could feel her shiver in anticipation and
could certainly see her arousal in her tightly erect
nipples.
Unable to resist those nipples, I spiraled the tip of
my tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough
circles around her nipple, enticing the nipple to new
heights. Karen pressed my head roughly against her
breasts and gasped. I started licking the other breast
and then alternated, doing my best to drive Karen
crazy. When she began trying to push me downwards
between gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close.
So, I traced my fingers slowly downwards, just barely
touching the skin. Similarly, I had my tongue arc in
lazy parabolas down to her navel, down to her downy,
blond pubic thatch.
Karen's hips began to arch to meet my tongue and
fingers; as she forced her hips upwards, I moved my
tongue and hands back, prolonging her enjoyment. After
arching her back to its fullest, she collapsed back on
the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers were slowly
massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion that
turned me on even more.
I ran my fingers around the edges of her pubic hair,
then caressed her inner thighs, and finally ran them
along her swollen pussy lips. The light hairs between
her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional
depending drop of her nectar. As I moved my fingers
around her pussy, Karen's legs spread wider, giving me
better access.
When her legs were spread almost as far as they would
go, I spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her
wetness. I could see the hard nubbin her clit made and
blew against that until it popped free of its sheath.
As I blew each time, Karen's stomach muscles would
contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and
unpucker also.
When her clit popped free, I slowly ran a finger around
her pussy, applying light pressure at first, but
increasing the pressure gradually. When the finger was
wet with her juices, I slowly inserted it into Karen's
depths. Her breath came as an abrupt whoosh, then a
slow, excruciating inhale. I moved my other hand back
to her ass and caressed it, finally pressing one finger
against her brown hole.
She seemed to like that; I set up an alternating
rhythm, first pressing a finger on her hole while
massaging her outer lips, then tracing around her ass
cheeks as I probed a finger far into her warm, wet
pussy. As Karen's moans began to intensify, I traced my
tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen's
engorged pussy lips. She jerked upright and pressed my
head against herself, clearly enjoying the sensations.
I was too.
Karen's juices were sweet and copious. I sucked on each
lip, drawing it out and letting it relax back,
eliciting moans and shudders. By now, Karen's hips were
rocking back and forth, gradually picking up speed.
When I fastened my lips to Karen's clit and hummed, her
moans turned to a crescendoing yelp, and subsided
gradually. I could feel her approaching orgasm and
started moving two fingers inside of her in addition to
my tongue on her clit.
Karen began pressing her hands down on my head, forcing
more pressure on her sensitive nerve endings. As my
fingers moved back and forth, probing up the third
knuckle, her pussy made sucking noises. Karen began
moaning even louder and bucking her hips against my
face. I lubricated a finger with Karen's juices and
pressed it slowly against her asshole.
As the finger circled her rim and gradually moved
inwards and I drove my tongue all the way up her pussy,
the sensations abruptly became too much for her. Every
muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed
tightly around my head) and she began to quiver
spasmodically, still bucking wildly against my face.
As she orgasmed, I continued to tongue-lash her,
extending her throes of pleasure. Finally, after
gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands, Karen's
muscles relaxed and her breathing started to slow. I
moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply, sharing
with her the pussy juice I still held in my mouth.
My cock was again jutting out from my body, a detail
Karen soon noticed. She told me to lay on my back and
began rubbing her hands between her legs and
transferring the moisture to her breasts and especially
her cleavage. I helped her out by licking between her
breasts and on each nipple.
By the time she lowered her breasts around my cock, the
nipples were standing erect again. Karen began moving
slowly back and forth, fucking my cock with her hanging
breasts. As she was straddling my leg, I could feel her
growing heat as she ground her pussy against it. Soon,
she was breathing heavily and I was thrusting into her
cleavage and groaning a bit myself.
When Karen positioned herself over my cock and started
to guide it in, I asked about protection. Luckily, as I
sure didn't want to stop, she had had her tubes tied
after her third child. As she lowered herself, the tip
of my cock touched her folds. We stopped there and
moved in tiny but opposite circles, stimulating each
other. Then, Karen slowly settled onto my cock.
I couldn't believe the sensations; her pussy was very
tight, though not the tightest I'd been in. Still,
though, I could feel her pussy walls contract with the
sudden intake of breath accompanying my full
penetration. My cock jumped a bit, but subsided as we
rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being
joined. Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down
and I began to thrust in time with her. Each time, my
cock would pull out until the head was barely inside
her and then would penetrate its full length. I was
groaning and holding onto Karen's hips as she pulled on
her nipples.
After doing this for a while, Karen started to get
tired. Changing positions was good; I was starting to
have a hard time holding back. We moved to classic
missionary position. Again, I rubbed my cock head
around her opening before thrusting slowly into her.
She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped
her legs around me until I was completely inside her.
Reveling in the sensation of her warm, wet pussy
grasping my dick, I started thrusting deeply and
quickened the pace. Every once in a while, I'd pump
Karen with a series of short, tight strokes that built
tension in my belly. Karen started moaning loader as I
pumped her, and shrieked "YES!" when I slipped a finger
down to press on her clit from the top as my dick
stimulated it from below.
I knew I wouldn't last much longer and slowed down to
try to prolong the ecstasy. Karen was flushed and
breathing heavily; we were both covered with a sheen of
sweat. As Karen's legs locked and unlocked around my
hips, my ass was bucking with a life of its own,
striving to meet Karen's thrusting hips and drive my
cock even further into her tightness. The sounds of our
sex were liquid as my cock stretched Karen's pussy lips
around its circumference.
The familiar tightening in my stomach told me that I
couldn't last much longer. Between groans of pleasure
as Karen contracted her muscles, I got across to Karen
my impending orgasm. She began bucking even harder
against me, trying to bring me to orgasm with her. She
was pinching her nipples roughly, pulling them away
from her breasts. Karen's pussy had been squeezing
against my cock in firm contractions; suddenly it
clamped down as her orgasm arrived, accompanied by
Karen's wails of pleasure.
With the added pressure and a last spasmodic thrust, I
began to feel my sperm boiling out of my balls and
shooting deep into Karen's pussy. We were moaning and
groaning together as our orgasms further stimulated
each other. I had never come as long or as hard in my
life. When my cock was finally done pulsating, Karen
and I collapsed together and lay there, cooling off.
After a few minutes we rolled apart and I happened to
see the clock. It was 4:00!!! My parents and sister
would be home in about forty-five minutes and I was
halfway through a project that had to be finished by
the time they returned. I explained to Karen and kissed
her, first on her pussy (tasting my sperm), then on
each nipple, and finally ending on her contented mouth.
She sucked the last of the come off my dick and I left
with a hard-on, thinking about my fantasy come true.
END
This is the first story I've written. Please direct
criticism (preferably constructive) and comments to
ap.902@samsung.com. --Greg
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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