I’m in the guest room listening for her to ring the bell for service. I’ve heard them fucking on and off for an hour or so. He fucked her for a half an hour first, as I listened intently from the other side of the wall. I can tell by the sound what position they’re doing sometimes. In doggy style she grunts and gasps, but in missionary she moans deep and loud. I picture her with legs wrapped around his torso, welcoming his thrusts, deep into her pussy, wantonly, lustfully. She came twice already. Then he came with loud grunts of determination. After a quiet period, when I was expecting to be summoned, they started up again.
Tag: Wife
Unveiling Lina – Devout Muslim wife blackmailed and seduced by white neighbor. [MF] [Reluctant] [blackmail] [cheating] [interracial]
[This is a fictional story, don’t draw any conclusions or ideas for actual behavior from this.]
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Her reading interrupted by a knock on the kitchen door, Lina Abbas left her book and stepped quickly down the hall, pausing briefly to check her hijab in a mirror.
“Hello, Lina, I have your things here.” It was Jason, the neighbor.
“Oh, Jason. Hi. Did you fixed it?” She asked, smiling hopefully.
“Sorry to tell you, it’s dead.” Lina’s smile turned into a childlike pout.
“Oh. Ok.”
“The good news is that I’m pretty sure I got all your things off the hard drive. You won’t lose anything. It’s all saved on these USB sticks. Where should I put them?”
Jason was holding the laptop like a tray, precariously carrying a bunch of USB sticks in a plastic bag on top. Lina was torn between reaching out to take her computer from Jason, possibly dumping the USB sticks with all of her files, or allowing him to enter her home with her husband not there, something not allowed in her religion and which would have infuriated her husband.
Set Up By The Last Person She Would Have Expected
As she drove to the resort hotel where the professional conference was being held, she had time to reflect a bit on the recent events at work. She had almost declined the invitation, but just as before, she couldn’t come up with a good reason. After all, she had been friends with, and worked with, Lisa for years.
However,she had agreed to come to her father-in-laws retirement party for the same reason reason, even after he had groped her at work, not once but twice, and then at the party he’d had the audacity to do it again !
He had been the maintenance supervisor at the same school that they both worked at, and she considered him a friend as well. Never, in over 20 years had he ever made any kind of advance when they were alone. They were so close, that whenever he stopped by the building he would always stop by just to visit. Their visits always ended with a friendly hug and he’d be on his way. Until he decided to retire.
A month or so before the big day he stopped by after school when she was still working. Nothing unusual about that. The usual friendly chat and as he was leaving he moved closer for the usual friendly hug. Except this time she felt his hand drop to her ass, and after a subtle caress, she felt his finger moving up and down her crack with more pressure., as he held her tight.
Surprised, actually shocked was a better word, she shoved him away, causing hi to lose his balance and almost fall backwards over some desks. As soon as he caught himself, he rushed out, red faced. She quickly locked up and left herself and drove straight home. She knew she had to tell someone, just to convince herself it had happened, and had been what she thought it was. At home, she found her husband, sitting at the kitchen bar, drinking a beer, like always on a Friday. He had her wine glass waiting on he, a bottle chilled in the fridge. Without stopping, she went straight to the fridge and grabbed the bottle and poured herself a glass, bring the bottle with her as she sat beside her husband. She downed half the glass quickly before saying “if I tell you something will you promise not to get mad ?”.
“Well, thats a pretty tough promise to make, but if that’s the only way I can hear it” he replied. As she related to him what had happened and how it had all came down, her biggest concern seemed to be if maybe she had misread his intentions. Her husband had no such illusion… he sounded like a horny old bastard making a play for his wife, and far from making him mad…he found the idea quite arousing.
So,he tried to put her at ease by making light of it while asking for more details, “you’re sure he’s never made a pass at you before ? nver caught him giving you the “eye”…”no, never in twenty years” she s told him.
At any rate, he eased her fears, and the next Monday she went back to work as if nothing had happened. Then two weeks later, it happened again. This time when he stopped by, “Mister Earl” as she called him, acted as if nothing had happened. But she tried to keep her distance, and after only a few minutes, told him she had a meeting to get to. He was standing in the doorway and made no effort to move or leave. As she gathered her belongings he moved towards her with arms outstretched. She stood as far as possible from him, and tried to give a little one arm hug, but when she did, he pulled her closer and she felt his hand on her ass again, tracing her crack with his finger. This time she was more gentle when she pushed him away, but forcefully told him it was time to leave…but that still wasn’t the end of it.
Arab Impregnates Wife [cuckold]
My wife, Janet and I invited our new neighbor Nadeem over for dinner one evening to welcome him to the neighborhood. He had just arrived from Pakistan and Linda suspected he was having a hard time adjusting to life in America. She tried hard to be culturally sensitive and didn’t offer him any alcohol or pork so as not to offend his Muslim faith. It was actually a bit of an uncomfortable evening because Nadeem was not a very unsophisticated conversationalist.
“So, when are you two going to have children?” Nadeem asked after we had retired to living room after the meal.
I stared down glumly at my tea, wishing it was a glass of wine and let me wife answer him.
“Oh I don’t know if we are going to have children, Nadeem,” said Janet. “I am so busy with my career, and I am getting older now.” She gave me a tender look.
“Yeah, we figure there are enough humans on the earth right now,” I said dutifully. In fact, I had wanted kids myself, but Janet had always put it off.
The wife was 20 feet away when our houseguest made me hard [MF] (Part 4 – The End)
A couple weeks later, I came home from work late. She had stopped by and was talking to my wife. Said that she had stopped by to talk to me about some training ideas for an upcoming triathlon.
We sat down on the couch, and a little while later my wife came into the living room and said she had to go to the grocery to get some stuff for a dish she was making for work the next day. She’d be back in fifteen minutes, tops.
We continued to talk, very platonically, for a little while longer. It’s late, I have an early morning, so I needed to get to sleep, and told her I had to go to bed. She says she’ll wait around for my wife, they were in the middle of a conversation, and she’ll be back any minute.
I get up, go upstairs, close my bedroom door, and take off my shirt. I’m standing by my bed, about to take my jeans off. The neighbor opens the door, not even knocking, and walks up to me.
[MFF] Lyft driver pleases herself as I please my wife.
I’ll cut straight to it. My wife and I were at a wedding reception and decided to get a lyft as we had both been drinking and decided not to chance driving to our hotel. Our lyft driver was a solid 7 much to both of our surprise with perky small C cup breasts I’d guess. She was wearing a tight rock n roll tee shirt and some yoga pants.
We told her where we were going and she started the route. Small talk between the three of us quickly led to more. She had mentioned she liked my wife’s dress which was a long yellow dress that was very low cut, my wife’s DD breasts all but falling out and you could clearly see her nipples poking through the silky material. When she mentioned how good the dress looked and that she liked it, I rattled off, “if you like the dress, you should see what’s under it.” My wife semi embarrassed slapped me on the shoulder and told her not to pay any attention to me. The driver replied, “I can see some of her from here” clearly talking about my wife’s tits. I asked if she wanted to see more to which she promptly replied “yes”. My wife was a little hesitant at first but a deep kiss changed her mind. She slid her two thin straps off the side of her shoulders and pulled her top down to give a flirty flash to the driver, which she seen from the rear view mirror. I immediately couldn’t help myself and started licking her nipples, which snowballed onto her stroking my half erect cock through my suit pants. We stopped and apologized to the driver for our drunken behavior, however she said, she didn’t mind at all, followed by, it was actually turning her on. We still had a few miles to go but she encouraged us to not let her stop us.
[M] Another Monday at work.
Mondays are the worst.
Not only can they be stressful, but they are long and just never seem to end. What makes Mondays the worst though, is how Horny I usually am.
To give you a good idea of what I look like, I am 5’9 27 years old with a dad bod. I’m a bit of a big guy weighing in at 260 lbs. I have brown hair, baby blue eyes, and Im extremely nice personality wise. My body is pretty normal, I carry a lot of my weight in my stomach but do have nice arms, legs, and face. Again, I have a dad bod and while I’m working on improving it, I am not ashamed of it. My main job is to sit in an office and help people through different applications for different things. Think of me as like social worker.
[MF] Free-use fingering
Recently was doing a home improvement project that my wife said would be “super easy.” After doing my research, I estimated it would be more expensive and time consuming than she expected. She was adamant she was right, and we decided to bet on it.
I won.
For the next month, I get to finger her whenever I want. The rules are simple: no period fingering, no public fingering, and I have to stop either when she comes or when someone is about catch-us.
It’s been great. Just this morning she was brushing her teeth just wearing panties and a bra. I came up behind and slid one hand down the front of her panties to rub her clit while my other hand pushed her thong to the side so I could slide my fingers into her pussy from behind. Now I get to sit at my desk smelling her on my fingers.
The first few times ended short, as we heard our kids coming. But she seems to know when I’m going to start, and she’s already wet. Now she says she’s constantly on edge when I walk in a room, and the anticipation builds up and she cums quickly.
Date Night to Pegging to some hardcore pounding. [MF]
This is probably going to be long
So. Last night was fun. Me (26M) and my Wife (25F) have always been a bit kinky and love to try new things. We have been getting into pegging for a few years due to he rule of if she has to do anal so do I. Doesnt bother me . . . I really enjoy it.
So last night. We were out for date night. Neither really dressed to impress but she had this cute little dress on. Little bit gothic, got some slits in it that show off her smooth skin. We had a few drinks, chatted about everything and nothing and drank some more. We snuggled up in the booth and exchanged some kisses. Just little pecks here and there. Not ones for fully making out in public. But I feel her hand running up my thigh. Usually I think nothing of it. She’ll often run her hands on my leg when I’m driving or we sit next to each other. But I guess the alcohol made it seem a lot more sexual than she intended.
Like a Good Neighbor – Part II [Mf][teen][olderman][consensual][voyeurism][exhibitionism][masturbation][virgin]
Here is part 2 of 4, hope you enjoy!
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Like A Good Neighbor, Part II – Pool Time
Almost two weeks had passed since that day and I barely saw the Densmores at all in that time. No angry phone calls from Al and Megan so it looked like Nat had kept things in my car to herself. I had just gotten another quick gig that required a lot of time and a quick turnaround so I was pretty much in lockdown in the office the entire time anyway. As I focused on work my thoughts of Natalie faded. I chalked up my stroke session to a passing fit of horniness brought on by the sight of a young body. Nothing more. Sarah and I even had a great round of sex the night she came home, which also helped to take my mind off of things. Truthfully, I was grateful that it had passed.