Cheating [M] with my neighbor [F]. Part 2

Be my guest to jump right into the action, but Part 1 is here :)

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I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. I truly was bewildered how fast things had moved. Over the course of a day and a half I had gone from flirting with my neighbor to having my head wedged firmly between her thighs.

After Chelsea came down from her high and loosened her grip on my hair, I raised my head and smiled at her. I hadn’t been able to please someone like that in years. My girlfriend also doesn’t like oral because of a previous bad experience. I felt elated that I had gotten her off first.

“OK,” she said. “Your turn.”

I awkwardly stood up and allowed her to steer me onto her bed. I had been on my knees next to her bed for what felt like an hour, and I hadn’t realized how sore I had become. As I fell back onto the pillow she stripped my shirt off of me and then undid my pants.

Unlike my teasing, she was all business. She was pulling my pants over my ankles with one hand and was already fishing for my underwear waistline with the other. She was intent on getting my cock in her hands.

One of the sexiest moments with a new partner is when they finally touch your cock. There is so much build up before that moment that you’re wound tighter than a guitar string. When they grip it and slowly start stroking, I almost go over the edge. It’s just so sensual and fucking amazing.

Chelsea slid her palm from the tip of my cock down the shaft and cupped my balls as she started nibbling at my neck. I moaned and tried to reciprocate but she pushed me back down and straddled me, her soaked pussy painting a line on my stomach. She kept her hand between us, slowly massaging my cock and she worked her mouth down my body until finally her nose was hovering above it.

She kissed the head of my penis and tentatively licked it. She swirled her tongue around the tip. She had a tongue piercing, and the metal pressed against my frenulum in a way that made me weak. I couldn’t say anything. She had me in her sway. As she picked up the pace and started putting more of me in her mouth, I just pushed my head back into her pillows and enjoyed the surreal moment.

“Fuck,” I finally blurted out. “That feels incredible.”

Inwardly I groaned at the cliché, but it was the truth. It felt important to tell her. She reciprocated by picking up the tempo even more, always stroking and cupping with one of her hands. I was trying desperately to hold off blowing my load, but she was just as determined to make it happen.

She won.

I told her I was coming, and instead of removing her lips from my cock, she suctioned down further. I had never had someone swallow my cum before, so as I orgasmed, it was the weirdest and sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. I felt her tongue and throat respond to the stream of cum as she sucked it down. I had to grab her head so I didn’t accidentally knock her out when I bucked my hips.

And, even as I started coming down, she kept it going. She kept sucking and licking my shaft until I became so sensitive I had to push her away.

“I think you got it all,” I said, panting from the effort. “I’m gonna need a second.”

Chelsea grinned devilishly at me, clearly proud of her skills. She knowingly smirked when I commented on how amazing her tongue piercing was, and with one final kiss on my cock she pushed herself off the bed and wandered to the kitchen. I watched her ass cheeks bounce down the hallway while I enjoyed the liberating feeling of being fully naked and content. She came back a second later with two glasses and a bottle of cheap pinot noir that was half gone.

“I started without you,” she said with a giggle.

I took the glass she offered me and took a sip, but after months of repressed sexual emotions, I really just wanted to fuck her. I put the glass aside and made a grab for her. She danced out of my grasp and neatly put the bottle and her glass down on the nightstand before hopping back onto me. The teasing of earlier was gone. We were both hungry for each other. She cupped my face as she kissed me deeply. The mix of wine and my cum was strangely erotic. I always would pull away from someone trying to kiss me after going down on me, but this night I let it happen and it was sexy as hell.

I finally took control after we grinded on each other for a bit longer. We were playing chicken, seeing if my cock would accidently slip into her. Her wet pussy lubricated me well.

I flipped her onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. I stared at her beautiful, slim body and desperately wanted to insert myself all the way into her. But.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked.

“Um, I don’t. Haven’t had action in months so I haven’t replenished my stock,” she replied.

I was moving before she said anything else. I lived just upstairs, after all. I might have let this affair run wild but I was smart enough to know I was still going to see my girlfriend soon and I didn’t want the way she found out about my infidelity to be because she got an STD.

“You know, I’m on the pill. We don’t have to use one.”

Jesus Christ. That phrase has done in men the world over. I almost caved. But I put on my shirt and pants and called out that I would be back in a second. I sprinted up the stairs two at a time, pushed into my apartment and rushed to the bedroom. I grabbed a handful from a box of condoms in my dresser and quickly retraced my steps back down.

“Here we are!” I said, panting from the effort as I walked back into the room.

She still lay there, legs spread and inviting but you could tell she was disappointed. So I did the only thing I could think of, I stripped and climbed into bed and started whispering in her ear as I slid my hand down her stomach.

“Sorry for the delay. I’m just trying to be smart,” I said. “But don’t worry, baby girl. I’ll still make you cum.”

The words electrified her. She had mentioned earlier over text that she was weak for pet names. I slowly inserted a finger into her pussy. She caught her breath as I kissed her nipples.

“Well, let’s get that thing on because I need your cock now,” she gritted out as I worked a second finger into her.

She tore open the wrapper and expertly rolled the lubed up condom onto my still hard cock. She laid back down and gave me a come-hither gesture. I again assumed the position between her legs and stared at her body. She was so sexy. And young. And it was still surreal that she actually wanted me in her bed.

The moment of anticipation built as I rubbed my cock along her clit. She pressed her groin toward it, trying to get me to hurry up. I obliged, pressing the tip slowly into her.

We both let out involuntary sighs. She felt so fucking good and after I slid all the way in I just stayed still for a moment, savoring the way she gripped me. And then the flood gates erupted. I felt an overwhelming sense of passion and need for her that drove me. I buried my face into her neck as I started pumping.

I was beginning to learn she was a fairly quiet partner. She wasn’t one for a lot of dirty talk, but when she was heightened enough, she would let loose.

“Mmmm, I bet my pussy is so much tighter than your girlfriend’s,” she breathed into my ear.

I didn’t know I could get any harder, but I did. Jesus fuck I had no idea that was a trigger for me. It was so hot to hear it said, not just thought. I’m not a mean-spirited person, but just acknowledging that I was cheating in that way opened up a portal in my mind I didn’t know was there.

“Let me please you,” she continued. “Do to me all the things your girlfriend won’t. Fucking use me.”

Any thought of extending the moment went out the window as I went into go-mode. I sat up onto my knees and grabbed Chelsea’s hips and pulled her hard into me. I squeezed her lower back as I rammed my cock into her again and again.

She loved the aggressiveness. She responded by rubbing her clit and smiling at me, encouraging me to continue. Before I knew it I was on the verge again. I wanted to hold off to see if she would orgasm first, and to help her along I commanded her.

“I’m close. But I won’t be pleased unless you cum first, baby.”

I leaned forward and sucked on her nipples as she picked up the pace on her clit. A moment later I felt her pussy put my cock in a vise-grip and she shuddered in release.

Relieved that it didn’t take long, I let myself build past the point of no-return. Chelsea was still squirming under me, smiling with a far-off look in her eyes when I pulled out of her, ripped off the condom and came on her stomach.

“Holy shit,” I said. “I’ve never had sex that good before.”

She barely listened to me. She stared at the pool of liquid on her stomach and looked back up at me.

“You made such a mess!” she said. “What a waste of cum. Tell me next time and I’ll swallow it. Or even better, cum IN me.”

What little willpower I had left at that point dissolved. As I sank next to Chelsea and cuddled her, cum still pooling on her belly button and my semi-hard cock pressed against the outer part of her thigh, I knew exactly where I would be cumming the rest of the night.

[Note from the author: Thanks for all of the appreciation of part 1! Didn’t know what to expect, but I’m going to write more about my time with Chelsea in the coming weeks. Plenty more to tell before it’s wrapped up.]

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