I am full of such stories. I fucked a neighbor just because his wife was bitch with the sole intention of ensuring that she found out about us. A brief preview of another story…I once was fucking a neighbor and his wife each separately on the side, i.e. they didn’t know the other was cheating. They were cute and seemed like this great couple. I thought it was a shame that we weren’t having 3somes. I figured it would be good for their marriage, right? So I arranged for each to come over about twenty minutes apart. Let’s just say that it did’t go as planned. I felt bad about that divorce.
THE FUCK WIVES CLUB –
In my neighborhood there is a secret group of four women who basically fuck each other. We get together on various Friday nights, or over a weekend, and have massive amounts of sex. Sometimes it just the four of us, sometimes we bring others in to play. In our younger days, it was so easy to find a young co-ed looking to explore her wild side. We have brought men who like to be dominated, a sort of sex slave thing..another story perhaps. We have invited a group of hot studs, sometimes four, sometimes ten to fuck us all weekend. We have a few simple rules for those gangbang times…no clothes, car keys are locked up and no one can say ‘no’.
We are all married. Carol’s and Cindi’s husbands don’t know. Wendy’s husband does know. [Wendy and Scot are the New Years couple I mentioned that I fucked.] Wendy and Scot are also my next door neighbor. Their home conveniently sits catty-corner to mine so I can easily run naked through our yards and enter their basement from the back. Out of respect for Carol’s and Cindi’s husbands, Scot doesn’t fuck either of them. He is such a nice guy with a nice long cock. Although he hasn’t told their husbands either.
When I first decided to fuck Scot, it was so hard to get him to go along. One night he was sitting in the study at his desk. Wendy came from behind and bound his hands behind the back of the chair. We swung the chair around, I pulled off my top, undid his zipper and as I started to suck on his big cock…
“No, please stop. What about your husband?” (He actually used my husband’s name. I am not sure why I am keeping it a secret.)
I stood up and stripped off my remaining clothes and playfully reached for the phone behind him, my tits pressed into his face.
I dialed the phone before engulfing his cock. “Go ahead and tell him,” I said eagerly.
“Hey…do you know what Debbie wants to do?” A moment of silence, “Yea Wendy tied me up and Debbie is…” Silence again as I am sure my husband is either saying blowing you or fucking you. “You sure your cool with this?”
I stopped for a second and took the phone, “come over now. Wendy needs a cock in her as she eats me out.” I hung up before he could argue.
He did come over and fucked her good. We were younger then and he did get it up quickly and actually fucked me pretty good as well. I was rather drunk and I let them DP me. My hubby had to work the next day so he left for bed. I stayed and we fucked for another few hours. If you haven’t guessed, Wendy and Scot are my goto fuck pals.
I hope you like what you have read. Are you hard? Wet? Have you cum yet?
STORY TIME: MY NEIGHBOR & BREASTFEEDING –
When I chat with guys online, I am often asked what is my kinkiest moment? Though there are many, the time that I eat my neighbor’s pussy while she was breastfeeding her baby is probably the best….
About two years after we formed the Fuck Wives Club, Tammy and Joe moved in. They lived on the other side of Wendy and Scot but because the catty-corner lots, I could see inside their house. I’m not a voyeur by nature, but I did once or twice watch them fuck from my window. She was cute, and I instantly thought she would be a great addition to our club, but something like a fuck-club isn’t something someone just knocks on the door and asks, Hey a few of us wives are getting together to fuck some of the lonely husbands in the area all weekend, Wanna join? So I first become Tammy’s friend. Since neither of us worked, her and I started having morning “coffee” together. Tammy was two months pregnant, so it wasn’t coffee, but you get the picture. Despite the fact that I knew Tammy liked to fuck, at first she wasn’t comfortable talking about sex. My attempts to seduce her were slow going and as her pregnancy neared its end, I stopped bringing sex up all together.
A few months after their son was born, Tammy and I started our morning routine agains. This time, she was more open with the sex talk. She shared with me that Joe hadn’t fucked her in almost five months.
“Men, gosh they can be such assholes! Can you believe it, it has been six months.” She said one morning.
“Really? You had Hank almost three months ago.” I sounded concerned.
“I know, he stopped because…” she raised her hands to make quotation marks, “he didn’t want to ‘hurt the baby’…fucker.”
“We can buy you a vibe, I know this great store about fifteen minutes from here.” I offered, despite knowing that she owned one.
She sighed a bit, “I have one, but your right. It’s probably time to pull it out.”
“You mean you haven’t…”
I stopped as Hank started to cry. She picked him up to breastfeed him. Most mornings I have watched Tammy breastfeed him but she had always covered him up with a blanket. Today however she asked, “Do you mind, I washed the blanket and it is still in the dryer.”
It was my turn to blush as the blood went to my cheeks and my pussy, “Please…I breastfeed my kids. Trust me, those aren’t the first I have seen.”
I got a quick glimpse of her nipple before the baby latched on. It was erotic watching and I needed to do something with my hands besides touch myself.
I said without thinking, “I remember how erotic it is to breastfeed.”
She smiled and said with a twinkle in her eye, “Yes it is sure.” I could tell she was thinking of something before saying, “It only magnifies Joe’s lack of effort.”
I needed to do something, my cunt was burning. On hand I was grateful I was wearing jeans, but on the hand…it prevented easy access.
“Has Joe tasted your milk yet?”
“No…did yours?”
I smiled as said, “Of course, milk-sex was great sex. He has confessed to wanting a third child only for the milk sex.”
We both laughed a bit.
My hands were itching to do something so I stood up and moved behind her on the couch. “Here I know how uncomfortable it can be.” I proceeded to massage her neck.
“Oh you have wonderful hands. You should have done when I was pregnant.”
Tammy felt her breast to see if the milk was empty. She unlatched the baby and moved him to the other side. I stood above her, spying on her wet, milky nipple. I so wanted to reach down and touch it. My cunt needed to be touched. The unmistakable milk aroma rose up and I instantly got wet. I was sure my jeans would show the evidence of my arousal. I was going to head to the bathroom to get off when she asked me for a glass of water. I was relived for a moment to move away.
Dirty thoughts raced in and out of my head. With my back turned, I ran a hand over my tits and squeezed one. When I returned with the water, she had covered herself up and I was disappointed. I turned and walk towards my coffee cup when I heard her rise and place the baby in the bassinet.
I turned and found her a few inches from me, wet round spots were forming on her gown. She looked down and giggled, “Oh shit, I’m so embarrassed.”
“Shuss, no need. It is quiet natural.” I took her hand and moved in to kiss her, very slowly.
She stopped me and said, “Wait, I have never done this. What would Joe think?”
“Relax, you’re not my first first. And trust me, Joe is going to fuck you so hard if you tell him.”
Before she could say anything, I stepped in and kissed her neck, massaging her left tit. She let out a moan as I continued. Soon I exposed her right breast and kissed my way down her neck before sucking on her nipple. Her milk exploded into my mouth. I was surprised as to how much was left. I slowly walked her back towards the couch. I could tell she was a bit apprehensive as she sat and I lifted her gown above her hips.
“Relax dear. You need this.” I said as I ran two fingers up and down her panty covered lips.
She bit her lips as the look of lust came into her eyes. “If you’re uncomfortable with anything, just say so.”
I kissed her lips before kissing my way south, her hands rose to rub her tits as I grabbed her panties. She raised her hips allowing me to slip them off. She let out a big moan as I licked her sweet, juicy twat. Whatever fear and intrepidation she had experienced had left as she rocked her hips in rhythm with my tongue. I licked her clit and slipped in two fingers inside.
“You like baby?” I said.
“Oh yea, don’t stop.”
“You wish it was Joe’s hard cock instead?”
“Yea,” she mumbled.
“Say what you want to say.” She opened her eyes for a moment. Over the years I have come to recognize that passionate ‘in the heat of the moment’ look. “It’s OK baby say it.” I said urging her in her slut out.
“I wish it was Joe’s big hard cock fucking my pussy right now.”
“You want me to get your dildo and fuck your cunt right now?”
“Yes please.”
I licked her clit again, slipping in a third finger. “Please what?”
“Please fuck me”
I playfully slapped her pussy lips, “Not good enough baby. What do you want me to fuck?”
“I want you to fuck my pussy. PLEASE” A small orgasim rolled through her as she inhaled. “Fuck my cunt now please”
“That’s better.” I stood up and offered my hands to her. She reached for them and stood up. I kissed her, my lips covered with her pussy juice. She eagerly kissed me. I lifted her gown over her head, letting it drop to the floor.
As I led her upstairs she said, “Wait.” She moved her gorgeous young naked body to the kitchen table and turned on the baby monitor. As she did, I removed my top. When she turned she was surprised.
“Don’t worry you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
When we got to her room, she moved to her closet, and I took off my jeans and wet panties. I was on her bed, rubbing my lips when she returned in shock. I padded my hands on the beds. “Come dear, I’ll take care of you.”
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