The Neighbor’s Secret
As I sat on the couch, trying to calm my racing thoughts, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness wash over me. Christy’s words had been laced with a flirtatious tone, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was hinting at something more.
“I have to say something Jay, don’t take this the wrong way but, being pregnant comes with certain issues,” she said, her eyes locked on mine. “I need to take care of something and I hope you don’t mind?”
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my mind racing with possibilities. “Uh, okay, I’m sure I won’t,” I stammered, trying to play it cool.
Christy’s smile was like a ray of sunshine, and I felt my heart skip a beat as she winked at me. “And into something looser fitting,” she said, her voice dripping with suggestiveness.
I exhaled slowly, trying to calm myself down. Maybe I was just reading too much into it, I told myself. But as I looked at Christy, I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was playing a game, and I was just a pawn in it.
As she walked away, I felt my hard-on return, and I knew I had to get a grip. I told myself to calm down, that I was just being a foolish, married man.
But as I heard Christy’s footsteps coming down the stairs, I felt my heart racing with excitement. What was she going to wear?
And then I saw her, standing in the doorway, wearing a red teddy that hugged her curves in all the right places. I felt my mouth drop open as I took in the sight of her, her tits pressed into the top of the teddy, her legs shapely and curved.
“I hope you don’t mind this outfit,” she said, her voice husky and confident. “Most of my other clothes are kid-stained, and this makes me look presentable.” She smiled, her eyes locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble.
“Of course,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. “You look… amazing.” I felt like I was staring at a supermodel, and I couldn’t believe my luck.
Christy laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Don’t worry about Roger coming home tonight,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “He’s stuck at the border, and he won’t be home for hours.” She leaned back, stretching like a cat, and I felt my hard-on return with a vengeance.
As I looked at Christy, I knew I was in trouble. I was a married man, and I was staring at a married woman, who was clearly flirting with me. But as I looked into her eyes, I knew I couldn’t resist her. I was a goner, and I knew it.
“We have all night to be ‘comfortable’,” she said, her voice dripping with suggestiveness. And as I looked at her, I knew I was in for a wild ride.
She smiled, her eyes locked onto mine as she leaned in to whisper, “Not my back, my neck and shoulders.”
“Well, come here and I’ll help you out,” I said, spreading my legs and patting the couch between them. “I’m a helpful guy like that, never want to see a friend suffer.”
Her smile deepened, and she came over, lifting her teddy as she sat down beside me. She nuzzled her ass into mine, and I could feel the heat of her body through our clothes.
“Maybe you should take off this robe so I can do a good job?” I suggested, my voice low and husky.
She was already pulling it off, and I could see the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I was grateful for it.
“As you can see, I’m a bit… eager,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I can see that,” I replied, my eyes locked onto hers. “But I have to ask, are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I’m sure,” she said, her voice firm. “I’ve been wanting this for a long time.”
“Okay, then,” I said, my voice low and husky. “Let’s get started.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against mine, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. We kissed, our tongues tangling together as we deepened the kiss.
“Take me upstairs,” she whispered, her voice husky. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“Lead the way,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
She grabbed my hand, and we made our way upstairs, the tension between us growing with every step. We reached her bedroom, and she pushed me onto the bed, her eyes locked onto mine.
“I want you to see me, all of me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I want to see you, all of you,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
She smiled, and I saw a glimmer of nervousness in her eyes. But she was determined, and I was grateful for it.
“I’ll show you,” she said, her voice firm. “I’ll show you what you do to me.”
And with that, she reached for the teddy, and I saw the curve of her breasts, the swell of her hips. She was gorgeous, and I felt my heart racing with excitement.
“I’m not the same girl you knew back then,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re even more beautiful now,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
She smiled, and I saw a glimmer of tears in her eyes. But she was determined, and I was grateful for it.
“I want you to make me feel whole,” she said, her voice firm. “I want you to take my body and make me feel like I’m yours.”
“I want to do that,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
And with that, we began, our bodies moving together in a dance of desire and passion. We kissed, our tongues tangling together as we deepened the kiss.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered, her voice husky.
“I want to be inside you,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
We moved together, our bodies entwined as we explored each other’s desires. It was a night of passion and pleasure, a night I would never forget.
She started to get on her knees, but I stopped her.
“All things equal, time to lose the teddy,” I said, my voice low and husky.
“No, I don’t want to see my belly,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I want to see every gorgeous inch of you,” I replied, my voice firm.
She smiled, and I saw a glimmer of nervousness in her eyes. But she was determined, and I was grateful for it.
“You’re going to see every inch of me,” she said, her voice firm.
And with that, she stood up, and I saw the curve of her breasts, the swell of her hips. She was gorgeous, and I felt my heart racing with excitement.
“I’m not the same girl you knew back then,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re even more beautiful now,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
She smiled, and I saw a glimmer of tears in her eyes. But she was determined, and I was grateful for it.
“I want you to make me feel whole,” she said, her voice firm.
“I want to do that,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
And with that, we began, our bodies moving together in a dance of desire and passion. We kissed, our tongues tangling together as we deepened the kiss.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered, her voice husky.
“I want to be inside you,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
We moved together, our bodies entwined as we explored each other’s desires. It was a night of passion and pleasure, a night I would never forget.
She reached into her nightstand and pulled out a pink dildo.
“I think it’s time for you to try this,” she said, her voice firm.
I looked at the dildo, and I felt a surge of excitement.
“I’m ready,” I said, my voice low and husky.
She smiled, and I saw a glimmer of nervousness in her eyes. But she was determined, and I was grateful for it.
“Let’s do this,” she said, her voice firm.
We began, our bodies moving together in a dance of desire and passion. I felt myself getting harder, my cock throbbing with excitement.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, my voice low and husky.
“I’m ready,” she replied, her voice firm.
I felt my body tense, my cock exploding with cum as I shot my load into her mouth. She swallowed, her eyes locked onto mine as she smiled.
“My god,” she said, her voice husky. “You’re amazing.”
“I think you’re pretty amazing too,” I replied, my voice low and husky.
And with that, we lay there, our bodies entwined as we caught our breath. It was a night of passion and pleasure, a night I would never forget.
As we lay there, I felt her body relax, her muscles releasing the tension of the night. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we drifted off to sleep.
It was a night of passion and pleasure, a night I would never forget.
And as we lay there, I knew that I would always cherish this moment, this night of passion and pleasure with the woman I loved.
But as I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for us. Would we be able to make this work, to find a way to be together despite the obstacles in our way?
Only time would tell, but for now, I was content to just be with her, to hold her close and feel her warmth against me.
As she skipped off to the bathroom, her sexy ass swaying with each step, I couldn’t help but watch. She looked back at me, a sly grin spreading across her face, and spanked her ass before saying, “I’ll be right back, Stud.”
I lay there, my cock still hard and pulsating, and thought back to the amazing sex we’d just had. It was like my mind had conjured up a memory from years ago, probably since high school or college. The thrill of it all was still coursing through my veins.
I wasn’t going to waste this chance, and as Christy came back, she too noticed my obvious arousal. “Is that still ready for action?” she asked, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
“It would appear so,” I shot back, trying to keep my cool.
As she lay back down, she asked, “How do you want me?”
“To be honest, Christy, I’m not sure how to fuck you being pregnant,” I admitted. “Can I hurt you? Hurt the baby? Can you do the same types of things?”
She giggled and said, “You can’t hurt the baby, Your cock may hurt me, but that would be the same regardless. You should also know I had my other two C-sections, so my pussy will feel the exact same as it did when we were 16. Although, I don’t know if it matters either way.”
Riding you may not be as easy, but I am just as flexible and able to spread my legs wide, and you can fuck me as deep as you want. From behind, you wouldn’t know I was pregnant, so the choice is yours, sexy.”
“Well, I want to watch you as I fuck you right now,” I said, my voice low and husky. “Lay on your back and let me pound you like you’ve been missing.”
She laid down, propping herself up with some pillows behind her neck, and I positioned myself between her legs. My cock did start to deflate a bit, but I knew once I was being squeezed by Christy’s tight, wet pussy, I’d be my full, hard self again.
“Please fuck me, I desperately need your cock,” she begged, her voice husky with desire. “It’s been so long since any flesh and blood cock has fucked me, but I want you. From this day on and forever, you can fuck me anytime, anywhere. I’ll make myself available to you and only you.”
How could any man argue with that? I pressed into her hot, wet cunt, and the heat from her was incredible. Her wetness was legendary, and I didn’t thrust all of it into her, not wanting any type of pain. I’m sure she probably should have handled it, but I wanted to feel every inch go in, every fold and muscle inside of her hole as I pushed.
“Christy, babe, you feel amazing,” I said, my voice low and husky. “I’ll fuck you anytime and every time I can. Do you realize this is the first time I’ve been inside of you without a condom?”
“Oh, GOD YES,” she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement. “I know I can’t stop cumming on your hard cock. I want to feel you shoot your load into me. Not yet, OHH GOD, but please… fuck me… I want to feel you in a week from the soreness of my cunt.”
I don’t know what it is about a woman talking in such a filthy way, but words can fire me up like no one’s business. I took it almost as a challenge and put her legs over my shoulders, starting to jackhammer my cock into her pussy like I was drilling for gold.
“OH OH OOHOHHHHHH FUCK ME JAY,” she screamed, her voice full of ecstasy. “FUCK ME LIKE MY SMALL DICKED SPERM DONOR OF MY CHILDREN NEVER COULD… OOHHHHH GOD.”
As the words left her mouth, so was another wave of cum, and I wasn’t sure how she’d hide the wet mattress from Roger. I really didn’t care at that point, as these thoughts were merely distracting me from blowing another wad of my baby-making juices in Christy.
“Please stud, play with my clit, can you reach it?” she begged, her voice husky with desire. “I’ll lean back and fuck you with my ass. PLEASE, I WANT TO CUM WITH YOU IN MY ASS.”
As far as a pregnant woman goes, she fucked me better with her big belly than I’ve been fucked on top by anyone. I gladly suffered through to reach her clit, which was protruding far enough that I could sneak my hand around the side.
“Oh God, OH MY FUCKING GOD,” she screamed, her voice full of ecstasy. “OOHHHHH MY GOD.”
This time, it was both of us screaming those words, and when my cock hungry MILF slut started to go, the wetness of it all was insane. She came, and squirted, and I thought she’d pissed the bed, she squirted with such ferocity, and the cum leaking around my cock was surely hers since mine couldn’t make it back from so deep inside of her yet.
“Christy, I want you to know you’re the best cock sucker and fuck I’ve ever had,” I said, my voice low and husky, as I cleaned my cock off with soap and water.
As we walked to the ensuite shower, she said, “I’ve never come so much, NEVER knew it was possible. It was kind of embarrassing.”
I had to laugh, “Fuck babe, it was the horniest most exciting sex I’ve ever had, don’t be embarrassed. What about your bed?”
“Don’t worry,” she said, “if you’ll help me change the sheets, Roger doesn’t sleep in here, anyway, so we can just flip the mattress, and he’ll never know. My pussy is never used by him, anyway, it’s yours now.”
“Sounds good,” I said, as we stepped into the shower.
After helping Christy clean up the evidence, I walked to my brother’s house, leaving my truck behind, as I was probably not in condition to drive. When I went back for it the next day, Roger was home, and we made small talk, he probably thought I was a retard for the grin on my face. Why, you might ask… well, beside the obvious reason, I’d railed his wife all night, and she was going to be my sex slut anytime I was in town, as his back was to the house, Christy was flossing her tits and rubbing her cunt in the window behind him… Thank God for sunglasses and stupid neglectful husbands and wives.