The Neighbor Lady

She lead him through the side door and into the garage. She walked behind the 63 Corvette and bent over the trunk laying her body onto it with her ass displayed to him. "Fuck me. Now. I've wanted this for so long. I know you have too". She turned her head to look back over her shoulder towards her neighbor. "I want you to just put it in me and fuck me. I know you're big. I've seen it hard in your trunks so many times. I know I can take it. Please fuck me. Please." She used her hand to move the crotch of her bikini bottoms and expose her very wet pussy.

He watched her as she lay onto his car. Listened to her plead for him to fuck her. He stared at the thin redhead he had always found so alluring. His cock very hard and his desire overwhelming. They were both still married. Both probably still in love with their spouses. Both had children. But their desire for each other was so intense. She knew he was big but she still wanted him. He pushed his trunks down. His cock sprung out. He moved forward and put the head to her pussy.

She moaned as his cockhead touched her pussy. It felt so good She wanted him so bad. She was finally going to get him. "Yes. Fuck me."

He pushed forward and felt her lips spread to let him in. She was so tight and wet. His cock moved into her slowly. Inch by inch. Finally getting access to the woman he had dreamed of for so long. "

You're so tight. So damn hot. Let me fuck you."

"So-fucking-big! So deep in me. Stop. Give me a second."

He moved his hands to her ass and squeezed at her cheeks. " You have it all baby."

"Damn you're big! Don't move. Stay right there."

He stared at her ass. He love her tight ass. Always had. Hell, he loved most everything about her body. He felt her pussy begin to work at him. "Oh god." he moaned. She continued to squeeze at him as he held lodged deep in her.

"Now go slowly. Be gentle with my pussy. Fuck me deep but slowly."

He began to work in and out of her pussy. Slowly at first with short strokes. But soon he was moving with long, deep strokes. Only his huge head remained inside of her as he moved out. Then he pushed back in until his balls pressed against her wet lips. He held there for a moment and then began to fuck her, picking up the pace.

"Yes stud. Faster. I told you I could take you. Fuck me. Give me your big cock. It feels so damn good filling me up,"

"You are so beautiful. This feels so good. Why did it take so long for us to do this?" Now they were really beginning to work at each other. Deeper, harder, faster. Both getting short of breath. Both feeling the extreme pleasure of this union. Both wanted to make this last but both knew their time was short. They couldn't be missed for to long. Someone could find them in here. Their spouse or their children. They both were rushing to their completion. Trying to help the other reach an orgasm. Each wanting the other to cum before they did. Her talented pussy working at his large hard cock. He was stretching her so beautifully. Hitting all the right spots. Both breathing hard now.

"You're gonna make me cum. Don't stop. Keep it up." She was working on him as hard as he was her.

" Where do you want me to cum? Are you safe?" He knew he was close.

"Yes. I'm safe. Don't stop. You can cum inside me. Just keep fucking me." They both felt her climax hit her. It was intense. She went tense and gasped. "Don't stop!" Her body was hit with convulsions. She was gasping for breath. Her pussy was flooded with her juices and they squished out around his thrusting cock. Her thighs quivered and her fluids ran down over everything. She collapsed onto the trunk lid and tried to catch her breath.

He continued to thrust deep into this dream. Her spending's filling her and making her so slick and fuckable. "You feel so good. I'm getting close!" He was pounding her deep and hard now. Hard, deep, and fast. "This is as good as I always dreamed."

"Cum inside of me! Let me feel you cum in me. Please. Fill me full. Cause I'm gonna cum again!"

He felt his cum come up his cock and shoot into her depths. Shot after shot. "Oh God I'm coming!" he moaned out.

"I feel it. So much. Not the dribble my husband gives. Fill my pussy full."

As he quit shooting his cum into her she went into another orgasm. Maybe a continuation of her earlier one. She didn't know. She didn't care. Her body once again convulsing with pleasure. He just held deep inside of her as she slowly relaxed onto the Vette. Their combined fluids running out all over everything. His balls, her legs, the Vette. Her breath slowly returned to a slower pace. His cock slowly shrank and slipped out of her now gaping pussy.

"That was amazing!" she said in a low voice. Both realized they had not been aware of how loud they had been. She looked over her shoulder at him. "As much as I would to like to continue this little fling, we need to clean up and get back out there before we're found out."

He moved back from her and watched their fluids continue to run out of her as she rose up and turned to face him. "You are so beautiful. Have I told you that?"

"There will be time for that once we're cleaned up and out of here. Do you have napkins, maybe paper towels?"

He went to the sink, grabbed a towel hanging by it, turned on the water, and got half of it wet. He brought it over to her and gently began to wipe her personal areas clean. She wasn't happy with how long he was taking and took the towel and cleaned herself. She straightened her suit and examined herself in the mirror above the sink. She gave him the towel, kissed him, and asked him "So you have had fantasies about us? We need to follow up on them. You're so much better than my husband. Bigger and better. Hurry out."

She turned to the side door and left him there to think about what had happened. He realized he had cheated on his wife. Guilt washed over him. He had wronged his neighbor's husband. What would he do? Would he tell his wife? They had agreed early in their marriage that as long as they were honest with each other, any problem could be solved. He didn't really want to leave his wife. his kids, everything they had built up together. What the hell had he just done?

He cleaned himself up and followed her out to the party.

His wife came out of the pantry and watched him leave. She went over to the sink and got the towel, went to the Corvette and wiped the trunk of it clean of the evidence of his affair. "Just like him not to clean up after himself." She grabbed the bottle of vodka she had come in for and went into the house. She had always been attracted to the neighbor herself. So how could she use this to her advantage?