My Neighbor Pt 09

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With each thud, my heart seemed to drop lower in my chest, carving a cavity to descend further into, expanding with the immense heat of nerves, and tension. I wasn't just about to find out. I was actually about to witness the extent of Louise's treachery with my very own eyes. I felt like my lungs were at zero capacity.

Each knock echoed as if we were in the darkest of chambers, and that beyond our bedroom door stood the truth. The truth and magnitude of what Louise had done. It burned and I found myself wondering if I'd become deaf from the mind-numbing pulse that seemed to overpower all else.

'Since my trip to Anchorage,'

I said, trying to scramble my thoughts toward some understanding of what that might've entailed. But I didn't have time to digest its meaning, as Tony was about to come through the door. All the questions I had was to wait, as the big teenager strolled into our bedroom. As Louise had removed my say-so and seized control for herself, to take my fetishes to a new low. Or a new high. Using those fetishes for pleasure.

For the second time, I was going to witness my wife being bed by a stud. She had gone behind my back and made videos, that much I gathered. While the naughtiness couldn't be overstated, sending my brain into aroused shock, my heart grew heavy. My wife had lied to me, and deceived me, for a month.

I was stunned and surprised, but a huge amount of adoration that Louise would do all this coursed through me. I mean, I knew how much sex meant for her, and if she was willing to lower herself, degrade herself, to such an extent... Well, if it wasn't so depraved, I'd call it touching.

And it was happening. It was going to happen. It was going to happen, and as far as I knew, nothing would stop it. I had to wonder about Louise's disappointment if I said no. If I-

The door swung open, and there he stood. Tony. Broad and heavy, wearing what he always wore. He was here on official business, to wreck someone's wife,

my

wife, and he didn't even put a decent shirt on.

Tony smiled at Louise, and she returned his smile, before looking at me. A pang of hurt and betrayal shot through me, and it seemed to resonate in Louise, as she winced. Was she feeling bad about what she had done? How she had gone behind my back, and how she had gotten involved with another man? I couldn't tell.

The way she looked at me, however, felt a bit like she was begging me to understand. I wanted to understand, but I didn't. I did, but I didn't. My head and my cock were at war with one another, and the latter had me frozen in place. I was too afraid to move or speak, afraid that the wrong word would cause a disaster, or ruin what my dear wife had planned.

"I have a special surprise for you," Louise said, and I couldn't help but let out a small gasp. "For your birthday. It's been a long time coming."

"What is it?" I asked hoarsely, looking at Tony.

"I thought you'd never ask," Louise smiled. "I made a series of videos all for you. For your darkest fetish. The things I've done for you... You'll see. I know you're probably surprised and confused, but I'm going to make you proud.

Made

you proud."

Louise nodded to Tony, and he walked over to the bed. She turned around and dropped her robe to the floor. Tony reached down and started to remove his own clothes. It happened in rapid succession, as if we were jumpcutting to the action.

I watched as Louise revealed her gorgeous, stocking-clad legs. Her long, strong, beautiful legs that I adored. Legs that I loved. Soon to be wrapped around another man. And that would look so good while wrapped.

"Oh, God," I groaned, watching my wife revealing herself to the teen.

"Yes, my love?" she asked, looking at me over her shoulder.

"This is real," I said, my cock throbbing in my pants.

"It is," Louise confirmed. She then slowly moved her hands over to remove her panties.

"You're going to do it," I gasped in disbelief as she slid them down her legs.

"Yes, I am," Louise smiled. "And I'm gonna enjoy it too."

Tony was fully naked, his monster-cock bobbing as he walked up behind Louise. My wife looked at him and smiled. Then she looked at me.

"You ready?" Louise asked, licking her lips. "I know you prefer to not be present, but I thought it would make your birthday even more special."

"Enough of this shit," Tony grunted, no doubt impatient. "Bend over the bed. I'm gonna eat that ass."

Eat her ass? Louise thought that was disgusting! I looked at my wife, wondering if she was about to turn it down.

"Oh, fuck," Louise moaned, bending over our bed. She wiggled her ass at Tony. He moved in, grabbing her round globes in his large hands. "Fuck, that's good, baby."

I felt a pang in my chest at hearing Louise calling another man 'baby'. Tony then spread her cheeks, and my mouth fell open. There, nestled between those perfect buttocks, was a small, pink jewel.

"Surprise," Louise giggled, wiggling her ass again. Tony leaned down and grabbed the jewel, and I saw it wasn't a jewel at all.

"Is that a plug?" I gasped. Louise nodded and looked at me.

"Yeah," she said. "Tony wants my ass so often, I need to be ready for him at any moment."

Wait what? Did that mean... did that mean that Tony had had her ass too? My heart sank at the implications. Not only had Louise deceived me, but she had actually had anal sex with Tony. Louise had had anal sex with Tony, and she had done it multiple times according to her words. My stomach turned, and I felt nauseous. My cock was hard as a rock, however, and that seemed to betray my true feelings. I loved that she had done that to me. No, for me. I loved that she had gone so far to please me.

My mind was reeling from all this information. A lot was going through my head. How could she? Why did she? And... when? I didn't have time to answer that.

"But my ass is all for Tony. Sorry, you don't get to see or do that," Louise chuckled apologetically. Tony smiled and smacked her ass.

"I'm just glad I get to fuck it whenever I want," he said.

"He does, baby," Louise said, looking at me. "I can't wait for him to slide inside me... but that's for later. Right now, I just want to feel his tongue."

"Tongue?" I asked, a bit confused.

"You talk way too much," Tony said. He grabbed Louise's panties, made his way over to me, and shoved them in my mouth. "Now, if you wanna and watch, shut the fuck up and don't interrupt. If not, then leave, you'll only get in the way."

I thought this was for me? That this was my birthday present? Unless this was part of it, of course. Being humiliated. Degraded. I couldn't tell, but my body reacted by not moving an inch.

"That's better," Tony said. "Now I can eat that sweet ass in peace."

The teen then walked over to Louise and grabbed her ass cheeks. He spread them, revealing the plug again. Tony then bent down and removed it slowly.

"Fuck," Louise moaned, feeling the plug slowly being removed. When it was out, Tony tossed it aside, spread her cheeks, and his tongue soon ran from her slit to her tiny puckered asshole. Louise pushed her ass back on his face. "That's good," she moaned.

My heart was heavy at the betrayal, but there was nothing like the sight in front of me to stop it dead in its tracks and shift that feeling into utter excitement and giddiness. My breathing grew shorter, and my eyes were glued to the display. Tony was licking and eating out Louise's butthole, and my wife was enjoying it. The moans were loud, and the wet slurping from his tongue, and my wife's pussy, grew louder. Louise's fingers worked her clit in a mad haste, and the moans grew.

Louise was about to cum. Already? Wow, he really knew what he was doing.

"Ugh!" she grunted, her head turning side to side, eyes clenched shut and her body tense. Louise's eyes opened and her gaze caught mine. We stared at each other, and she was holding it as the orgasm built inside her. "Oh, God," she squealed, eyes rolling up, toes curling, and back arching.

Tony gave her a slap across the ass, and she exploded with a scream. That didn't cause her to close her eyes though, as they were now looking back into mine. They were narrowed with pure lust, and they then widened. I wondered what she was thinking about, but then realized with a lump that I probably knew what it was. Tony, obviously. How good he was and how he was getting his way with her, without restraint.

Louise pulled back from him and straightened. Then she reached for his shaft and stroked it, smiling, and looking down.

"Lay down, big boy," Louise smiled. As Tony took position a realization that this was happening right now, for real, in front of me, and in our marital bed no less, dawned on me. I was going to watch Louise have sex with someone else again. This was no dream or fantasy. This was a reality, and it was about to become more so.

I looked at my wife. Her breasts rose and fell with every breath she took as she was stroking Tony's cock. She looked at him, then me, and back to him. She then bent down and kissed the head of his cock. I groaned around the panties in my mouth. The ease with which she did that... Louise didn't hesitate for even a moment. My eyes widened in disbelief as Louise, my wife who thought blow jobs were degrading and filthy, who swore she'd never do it, was now kissing another man's cock, and licking it.

"Fuck, Louise," Tony groaned. He then pushed her down on his cock, and she didn't resist. I watched her lips spread wide around his impressive girth, and soon the entire head vanished inside. I wasn't just jealous. This was a full betrayal of my trust in her, and the kind of wife I thought she was.

It was so unlike her, which made the reality of it fuel my throbbing arousal all the more. Here she was, doing the kind of thing she had been repulsed by, willingly and without hesitation.

I grunted as Tony bucked his hips upwards. This prompted Louise to push down harder and soon, Louise was in a frenzied state where she was trying to fit that immense hunk of meat as much of it in as humanly possible. Tony and my wife were moaning in sync with one another, Tony from the feeling, and Louise from the determination to get him off.

Practiced motions, those of two who had done this copious amounts of times before, gave more evidence to the fact that this had truly been going on for a while. This being, Louise going behind my back and fulfilling my deepest and darkest fantasy. Fantasy and real life, however, were quite different things. The last time Louise had indulged, it had been somewhat with both of us involved in some capacity. This time, my wife was truly going all out.

My heart was racing. It was hard to believe that Louise, my own wife, was sucking Tony's cock. But the proof was right there. Louise was bobbing her head on his dick like a pro, moaning as she did so, and rubbing her pussy.

My mind could barely grasp the full scope of it all. It was difficult to formulate how I felt, beyond horny of course. I was excited that Louise was fulfilling one of my secret kinks but was furious that she had betrayed and humiliated me.

I had wanted, even daydreamed of seeing my wife fucking, even for her to do it behind my back, caving her sacred vows for my sake and enjoyment. I had imagined it. Dreamed about it. But the actual thing? Well, I was still in a state of shock as my wife slobbered all over the teen's cock.

"You like that?" Tony asked Louise, pulling her hair to get her off his cock. She looked at him with a smile.

"Yeah," she said, stroking his shaft.

"Bigger than your husband's?" Tony asked, looking at me.

"By a lot," Louise said. She then leaned over and sucked his balls into her mouth.

"Fuck that feels so good," the teenager moaned. "Make your husband watch."

"Are you jealous that Tony can satisfy me the way I want it?" Louise asked, turning to me. "That is why he gets to own my ass and my mouth, and all you get is... whatever is left after that monster has been inside of me. He even came in me, claiming me. Over and over. Your wife is owned by another man because you're a cuck."

I could only grunt at their words. It was hard to determine if it was with the humiliation of her words, or from the hurt at hearing Louise giving herself over so completely to the teen. It felt so surreal, I couldn't quite grasp the scale of it all.

"You're doing really great, love," Louise said, bending down, kissing the top of Tony's cock. "And Tony has been doing really great caving me into being his personal slut. He fucks me so good."

"Yeah, that's right," Tony said, smacking Louise's ass.

"I'm just so sorry I wasn't honest with you," Louise said, crawling over to me. Before I knew it, her lips pressed against mine, and Tony's salty precum clung to her strongly. Blinded by lust, I didn't care. I kissed my wife deeply, and she pushed her tongue inside my mouth, the taste of another man, however faint, still lingering. "I hope you can forgive me."

I didn't have time to answer. Louise turned around and went back to Tony who had remained lying on the bed. She was about to bend down to resume sucking his cock again. She looked over her shoulder, turning her attention to me again. "To think I hated sucking cock, and then here we are. I can't say I love it, but I certainly will do it."

"For this cock," Tony reminded her, lifting it slightly to demonstrate it. Louise giggled, nodding, and grabbed his cock. I looked at its thick, meaty veiny appearance, my mouth growing dry. It was all of my fantasies coming true in ways I wouldn't have expected, and could barely stomach. But oh boy was it something.

I looked at Louise taking the top half into her mouth, gagging, but nonetheless pushing onwards. Determination to put that cock to full use was prominent in my wife, and it made her work all the harder. Louise kept at it with an impressive skill, making sure to make every second of her work count. It was so incredible and arousing to behold.

My dear wife was choking, gagging, and moaning around the huge shaft. All of her inhibitions were long gone, replaced with a lustful desire to fulfill her task. Tony's cock needed attention, and she was determined to deliver one suck, stroke, and gag at a time.

I thought about all the times she had teased me over the last few weeks. All the times she had said she had fucked Tony, or something like that, and the truth was right in front of my face. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat as Louise pushed herself further down, trying to swallow more and more of the impressive length.

"Fuck, you're getting good at this," Tony groaned, stroking her hair. Louise moaned around his cock, looking up at him with pride, and perhaps a hint of lust. A type of pure carnal lust that she had never shown me, even during her hottest moments.

I winced from a mix of emotions as the weight of my realization continued to crush me.

'Suck it up,'

I thought. This was what I wanted, right? Right? Yes, a part of me was fully in on this, relishing the chance, however bittersweet, of finally seeing my own wife acting like a complete slut. Tony's personal fuck toy, right before my very eyes.

"Fuck yes. There you go. You can take more. Good girl," Tony moaned, pulling Louise down his massive, rock-hard shaft. "There you go," Tony said again. His words seemed to encourage and urge my wife on. His approval of her work was paramount. And she gave everything to get it, showing an ability that shouldn't have been shocking considering the large amounts of practice Louise and Tony had clearly put in.

Louise looked into Tony's eyes and his into hers as he pushed more and more of himself into her mouth, while also pulling down her head harder. With a moan from her lips and an inhale of breath, Tony continued with a little extra thrust and managed to push down enough to lodge the majority of his length in Louise's mouth and down her throat.

My eyes widened as I saw that huge thing start to bulge my wife's poor little throat. Tony let out a huge moan of delight and then a shuddering groan as he began thrusting gently into Louise's face like he was making love to her mouth.

I felt a pang of hurt yet again at what was playing out before my very eyes, but the image before me was far too exquisite to behold. Far too amazing. How could I look away?

It was almost unfair, how effortlessly Tony and Louise were moving in tandem. And with such a profound connection. Clearly, they were practiced and that fact felt like I was the one intruding. It activated some sort of want to either run away, but like with other disasters, I couldn't seem to pry my eyes away from the horrifying spectacle, the damning testament to what had transpired right under my nose.

So in my horror and embarrassment, my morbid curiosity took center stage. Louise was right. I was indeed a cuck, getting off on the fact that my wife had given away parts of herself so freely to another man. Not just once, but for a whole month.

"Lay on your back right now," Tony suddenly said with urgency and need in his tone, all to the sounds of a sloppy mouth popping as Louise removed herself from his cock. Without question, Louise laid down and spread her legs eagerly for him to move in between them. My wife was eager for his big cock, biting her lip as she watched him hurry between her thighs.

Unfortunately, Tony now blocked the view with his ass, so I couldn't see the moment of impact. I could move, but the moment had rendered me immobile. A heavy stone had planted itself in my stomach. I looked at Louise in time to see her face contorting in pain and pleasure as Tony was no doubt entering her. After all, that thing couldn't possibly be going inside her without some form of protest, right?

Tony's ass flexed hard, and just like that, Louise and I both let out a massive moan.

"God," I heard my wife gasp from the intensity. The bed rattled, and the two moved as one. Both grunting and groaning, with Louise crying out now and again. Her soft calves dangled up and down on either side of Tony's massive form, her toes flexed. That didn't matter to Tony, however. He just kept pushing inside her, not stopping.

I swallowed a few times as my throat seemed to be incredibly dry, but I doubted water would do much to rectify it. Seeing another man claim what I believed was mine was, like last time, a lot to take in.

"Fuck me... give me your big fucking cock," Louise grunted. "I love your big cock, and how it fills me up!"

"Yeah? Better than John?" Tony asked. Using my name shot a jolt through my entire body, most importantly my cock.

"Yes," Louise gasped. "Yes! Oh, God... your big, hard fucking dick makes me feel so good! So fucking good!"

"John doesn't make you cum like this," Tony growled. The teen leaned forward to maul Louise's precious breasts, before tossing over his shoulder, "Check it out, John. I'm gonna make your wife cum!"

"TONY!" Louise squealed. "Yes! I'm gonna... yes!! YESSS!" she screamed, clutching his back.

Tony shoved his cock into her relentlessly, causing her breasts to wobble and bounce everywhere. Louise was bucking beneath the huge teen, her toes curling as pleasure ripped through her body. I watched with wide eyes as he plowed her hard, causing the biggest orgasm of her life.

The bed creaked heavily and shook violently as Louise was plowed hard into the mattress, the pounding incessant, as was the pleasure.

Her loud screams only served to remind me that, yes, this was my life. Another man was not only having sex with my wife but making her have a bigger orgasm than I have ever given her. As Louise came on the fat shaft, Tony was feeling what was previously exclusive to me. My wife had never screamed as loud and cum as hard with me. Ever. Not once.

As it passed, leaving Louise gasping, Tony pulled out and left her laying there. Louise looked fucked, her breathing was ragged, her face was still contorted in ecstasy and the sweat clung to her flushed face. Louise was a perfect mess, and not even the sight of her body struggling to relax was able to douse my arousal.