A follow-up to - "My Wife is a Good Neighbour."
I chapped John's door and let myself in as I usually did, calling out my arrival. There was no answer, which was strange. My wife and he were always in the lounge, Karen, heart-stoppingly erotic, naked in the arms of our elderly neighbour, being caressed and fondled. It was always a stab in the heart to find her this way but now I was accustomed to it. Now I longed for it, to my shame. I called out again and they answered simultaneously from a room deep in the house. "We're back here baby, come through." Karen yelled.
I found them in John's bedroom. "Hi sweetheart." she cheered. She was sitting astride John who was lying naked on his back. His massive cock was inside her and I had the perfect view of her tiny pussy stretched around his incredibly thick member. I gasped, wondering how on earth she could accommodate such a thing. His saggy balls were enormous too.
"Come on in Tom. I was just making love to your beautiful young wife although... probably that's a little obvious." said John, making Karen giggle.
"Come and kiss me baby." she said, working her hips, her pussy sliding up and down his foamy, old-man shaft for my benefit. She sat up reaching around my head, kissing me as I cupped her magnificent full, breasts. When I pinched her nipples she moaned, fucking the cock slowly. "Oh, that feels so fucking good, baby." She placed John's hands on her breasts and we both touched her. "Oh, yes, fuck! My two favourite men! Oh, my fucking God! Tom, Baby, fuck my mouth. Please!"
I unzipped my fly and she bit her teeth into my stiffening cock-head, almost painfully but not quite, licking my slit as she fucked. With eyes closed, she swallowed my cock, working her lips down my shaft and back up again, luxuriating at the feel of my bulb filling her mouth. She crushed her breasts into John's hands, grinding her clit, wincing with pain as his cock penetrated her cervix. Forcing herself to take more, she ground harder.
"Oh, sweetheart, get off. I'm going to cum!" John warned.
Karen moaned, looking pleased and started fucking his cock harder, her hips suddenly humping, wanking him with her pussy. John squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed the sheets beneath him, trying to resist but Karen used her entire body to pleasure him, her sexy little stomach muscles rippled and beads of sweat fell from her breasts as she gyrated. The tendons in her neck stood out as she fucked my cock with her mouth. Faster and faster she worked, overcome by decadence, her pussy sliding effortlessly up and down his entire shaft like a machine, white foam lubricating them like oil.
His massive balls twitched suddenly and Karen screamed out as the first shot spurted into her womb. My cock sprung out of her mouth, spilling a thick rope of drool across her boobs. She reached up for me seizing my neck as she started to cum, still fucking as John released his load inside her. "Fu... fu... fu-ck!" she wailed, eyes squeezing out tears. A long string of saliva hung unnoticed from her mouth.
John's hips thrust cum-load after cum-load into my tiny wife, filling her with seed. Her body accepted it all as she fucked and fucked, quivering in climax. I kissed her open mouth but she was so involved she didn't even register me. It was like kissing a statue but still, she gripped me. I was holding her up for John to fill.
I glanced at her cunt expecting to see cum escaping but there was none. Her pussy lips were stretched so tightly around his cock they formed a seal. My God, it took my breath away, the way he stretched her flesh, her pussy sucked his cock. Collapsing limp, now that her climax was subsiding, I lowered her gently into her lover's arm, still jolting and shaking. John wrapped his arms around her tightly, still thrusting into her, gently but deeply. He took hold of her jaw and their mouths locked together, kissing passionately like long-lost lovers reunited. God, I must have stood there watching them like that for fifteen minutes. I was oblivious to them as they snogged, Karen still working her hips slowly and softly, John thrusting his last drop of semen into her. I wanked my stiff cock slowly, mesmerised by their passion and slightly concerned too, I have to admit.
Karen eventually struggled up, with her tiny hands on John's chest. She sucked his tongue with her lips before breaking free and sitting up, blinking at me as if coming out of a coma and smiling at my cock in my hand. Wincing, she carefully worked her way off John's cock and turned her full attention to me, spreading her legs. A massive blob of semen dropped out of her hole into her waiting hand which she then lasciviously smeared into her mouth, never breaking eye-contact. More cum tumbled out of her gaping, red cunt. A lot more! Even she was amazed. But Karen caught it all and John and I watched with morbid fascination as she rubbed it into her breasts and face and hair. "Cum on my face baby," she smiled at me through the white slime. I didn't hesitate and leaped up on the bed, ejaculating directly into her open mouth and all over her face. I'm proud to say that I released a load to rival John's but after the intense sex-show I'd just witnessed, that was hardly surprising.
My wife was plastered in semen. It was both disgusting and incredibly arousing. We couldn't take our eyes off her as she toyed with it and sucked it into her mouth. Rubbing her pussy for us and gyrating sluttishly. Her hands scooped her breasts together and she licked the wite foam, smiling at us, loving the attention. After a suitible length of time for a sex-show, she sagged and closed her legs, returning to normality and chuckling, a little embarrassed. John and I both grinned from ear to ear and laughed too, also regaining our senses and shaking off the horn.
I sat beside her and John moved closer too but she was slimy from top to bottom, "Can I get a kiss?" she asked both of us. John and I glanced at each other, thinking the same thing. No way! You look disgusting! Of course, we didn't say this out loud but she read our minds anyway. "I want a kiss! Who is going to kiss me?"
"Er... um." we hesitated, much to her chagrin. "Seriously? You both just emptied your entire ball-sacks all over me and now I can't even get a kiss?"
We grinned sheepishly, ashamed, and leaned towards her, puckering our lips as far out as possible to avoid the gross cum. Karen seized our necks and yanked us together, her cum covered face smeared against ours. It was absolutely horrible but we all started laughing at the same time. I ripped my shirt off and threw my arms around her viscous body and John did the same and we kissed her, sharing her mouth, ignoring the slimy spunk and bodily fluids that connected us. Karen groaned with pleasure and her body yearned to be touched more. In our arms, we fucked her with our fingers and pleasured her, kissing her all throughout, until she climaxed again.
I carried her home in my arms. Smiling with her eyes closed, her head rested sleepily against my chest. My heart swelled with love for this tiny, incredible woman as I watched her, amazed by her complexity; a sweet and innocent wife one minute, a rampant, foul-mouthed slut the next. She's incredible. So smart and funny and kind, anyone who met her finds themselves instantly beguiled and wants to be her friend. And that included James Thompson, the evil prick who had bullied me all throughout my youth in school. Next day, he was taking her off to Miami for two weeks.
They Skyped me from their hotel room that first night. His cock was inside her at the time. He deliberately fucked her from behind, making her face the camera. I was sickened to see a ball gag in her mouth and her wrists were tied with red silk. She was sitting legs apart on his huge balls, her pussy, wet and luscious, wrapped around his engorged cock.
"The best thing about your little slut wife is the way her tits bounce. Watch this" He started thrusting into her as she arched her back to show me her boobs. A long thread of drool hung from her mouth and James smeared it appreciatively all over her breasts, taunting me. Then he removed the ball gag and made her suck her pussy juices off his massive, veiny cock. My dick was rock hard and I hated the vile cunt, watching him use the love of my life as his own personal fuck-toy. And she let him. When they hung up, I ejaculated pathetically into my hand and climbed into bed, miserable and wretched.
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Miami.
"James! I can't wear this! There's nothing to it!" Karen cried. In her hand was a white bikini he'd purchased for her. It was indecently small. Basically, three little thin triangles of fabric. Her boobs were far too voluptuous for such an item. Her body was the very sexual type; tiny waist, wide hips and full boobs, tiny hands and feet, delicate neck with beautiful long hair, "she was made for fucking", James Thompson once put, so succinctly. Walking through the busy hotel lobby wearing this would probably get them arrested. Of course, that is exactly what he made her do. He did however permit her to wear a thin wrap around her hips but she was practically naked; her breasts wobbled without support as she walked and every eye was on her. Five young men in the elevator stared openly at her, mouths practically dripping, making her feel anxious and a little turned on at the same time. "Thank God, no-one knows me here!" she thought.
The taxi driver let out a small gasp as she climbed in, holding her boobs so they didn't tumble out. His reckless driving nearly caused an accident at least three times because he wouldn't stop staring at them in the mirror. For his benefit, James wrapped his arm around my wife's shoulders and cupped one boob, giving it a little shake. Karen tried to stop him but that just encouraged him all the more.
"Show the driver your titties, you little slut."
"James! Please! Stop it!" She grimaced, turning beet red, trying to fold her arms over her chest.
"Show him. He wants to see. Don't you?"
The driver nodded furiously. "Yes sir! I do! Them is fine titties!"
