My Neighbor Pt 11

Once again a huge thank you to Roxy for all the help, and again, especially with this one!

*

It was a beautiful sunny day outside. It wasn't fully spring yet, but birds were chirping and the air had a freshness to it. The sun warmed everything it touched and the sky was a perfect blue. It was a day for doing things. It was a day of adventure.

Even a rundown motel could be viewed more nicely on such a fine morning. And amidst the morning fog and the song of birds, if one pressed one's ear up against the door to room 12, one could faintly hear a woman moaning and squealing in delight, her body being ravished by a teen lover.

"Oh God," Louise cried as she rode Tony's cock. "It feels so good."

"Yeah," Tony grunted, grabbing her hips. "Ride that cock, slut."

Louise moaned as she bounced up and down on his cock, taking him deep inside her. She couldn't get enough of him. She wanted more. She needed more.

"Do you think people can hear you?" Tony asked. "Do you think people are outside listening to us fuck?"

Louise groaned, imagining people walking by, hearing her moans and cries of pleasure. The thought should have made her feel ashamed, but it just turned her on even more.

"They can probably hear your married pussy creaming on my fat teenage cock," Tony taunted. "They can hear you loving this."

Louise had woken that morning relishing in the memories from their date on Friday, only to realize she hadn't even made it home. As she looked at her lover, she discovered that Tony's blanket had fallen away from his waist, revealing his magnificent morning wood. Louise had simply climbed atop him and started sucking him off, riding him a few minutes later after equipping him with a condom.

Louise felt guilty and conflicted, but the orgasms were too good to pass up. She tried to make up for her bad behavior by texting John that she was okay and would be home soon... she just needed one more go.

"Fuck me," Louise moaned. "Fuck me hard."

"You're such a slut," Tony said. "You can't get enough of my cock, can you?"

"No," Louise gasped.

"I guess my fat teen cock is just that good, huh?" Tony smirked.

"It's the best," Louise said. "I love the way your cock makes me feel. I love the way it stretches me open and fills me up."

Tony continued fucking her hard and deep. Louise closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of his cock pumping up into her. It was like he knew just how to fuck her to make her feel like the luckiest slut in the world. She had never experienced such intense pleasure before.

Louise wanted more. She wanted Tony to fuck her every day. She wanted to suck his cock and ride him hard and fast, every waking minute. She needed it.

"Are you gonna cum for me, slut?" Tony asked, running his hand down her chest and cupping her breast roughly. "You gonna cum all over my fat cock?"

"Yes," Louise moaned. "Yes, I'm so close. Just a little more. Please."

Tony gripped her hips and began thrusting harder and faster, his balls smacking against her ass.

"Fuck yes," Louise moaned. She could feel the pressure building deep inside her as Tony fucked her like a madman.

"Cum for me, slut," Tony ordered, pounding her hard and fast. "Cum on my cock."

Louise felt her orgasm building rapidly. The pressure was growing more and more intense. It was like a dam ready to burst at any moment. She couldn't hold it back for much longer. She had to let it go.

"Cum for me!" Tony growled.

The dam burst.

Louise's orgasm tore through her like a hurricane, her entire body shaking and convulsing. She cried out in ecstasy, her juices coating Tony's cock. Louise screamed again as another orgasm followed almost immediately after the first. It was too much. Too much pleasure. Too much intensity.

Tony suddenly flipped them both around and continued hammering away as Louise wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. "That's a good bitch. Come on! Take it all," the teen lover growled.

And two minutes later, the teen bull came hard inside the slutty wife, filling the latex that could never make him feel truly satisfied.

*

Louise didn't come home last night. I knew she was out, and most likely with Tony, and while I loved it, I also hated the wait. The anticipation of what they were doing. What Louise was doing. I wanted to know, but at the same time, I didn't want to know. It was a weird feeling. Did I like the secrets? It was making me dizzy, and increasingly so when I saw that the clock reached midnight, 1 AM, 2 AM, before I passed out, the phone still in my hands.

And the morning sun hit my eyes, waking me up. I woke up alone, and my wife was still not home. The sheets were stained with my dried-up jizz, and the bed felt empty without her.

I got up and went to take a shower. As I stood under the spray, I thought about Louise. I wondered if she had stayed the night with Tony. I wondered what they had done. I knew Tony's parents folks were home, so where could they have gone if so?

After my shower, I went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I was hungry and tired. And my mind kept going to Louise. I kept checking my phone, but there were no messages from her. It was like she had disappeared.

I ate my breakfast and drank my coffee, but my mind was elsewhere. Where was Louise? What was she doing? Was she still with Tony? Perhaps giving her complete freedom was a bit of a mistake, though the secrecy and the wait, the anxiety, all of it was just making me horny beyond reason.

And finally, at 10 AM, Louise came home. She was wearing different clothes from yesterday, but I could tell that she had been fucked hard. She had showered, but the way she looked tired, the way she walked... I knew she had been with Tony. And it made me crazy.

"Good morning," she said, kissing my cheek. I smelled her scent, fresh from the shower. But there was something else in there, something new. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on.

"Morning," I said, trying to sound casual and not too eager. "How was your night?"

"It was great," Louise said. "We had a lot of fun."

"What did you do?" I asked, even though I could probably guess.

"We just hung out," Louise said, giving me a look like I should know better than to ask that.

I didn't want to cause any issues, to make a scene but I had to address the fact she was supposed to be home at midnight. I couldn't tell if it was jealousy or arousal that burned in my chest.

"You were supposed to come home last night," I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

"I know," Louise said. "I'm sorry. We lost track of time."

"You could have at least called," I said. "I was worried about you."

"I know," Louise said again. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

"Where did you stay?" I asked. "Was it at his place?"

"No," Louise said, looking away. "We stayed at a motel. We didn't want to get caught."

"A motel?" I asked. "Really?"

"Yes," Louise said.

A small silence followed that. I didn't know what to say. I could feel that Louise didn't really want to talk about this right now, but I had to know. I had to know how her night with Tony had gone. How her time at the motel had been.

"And what did you do there?" I asked, the lust rising in my chest.

"Stuff," Louise said, biting her lip.

"Like what?" I asked, reaching out and running my hand up her thigh.

"I don't know, not telling you feel so naughty. Denying you the knowledge," Louise breathed, clearly in a sensual mood herself.

"Come on," I urged, squeezing her thigh. "Tell me."

"Well, we fucked like crazy," Louise whispered.

My cock throbbed in my pants at the revelation.

"Yeah?" I prompted.

"Yes," Louise said. "After work, we went for a hike out in the woods by Milton Avenue, and we got into a clearing where Tony pushed me against the tree."

My mind ran wild with scenarios of Louise being fucked up against a tree, helpless to his assaults. I also could hardly believe Louise would do something so public. It took a good bit of prodding for me to do anything exhibitionistic with her, but Tony seemed to have his way with her.

"Then he pulled down my pants and fucked me hard and fast," Louise continued, her eyes glazed over, most likely remembering the moment. "I came so hard."

"Fuck," I grunted, my cock rock-hard in my pants. "That's hot."

"It was," Louise said, licking her lips. "It was so wrong, but it felt so good."

"What else?" I asked, squeezing her thigh.

"Erh... Mrs. Anderson found us," Louise said and blushed.

"What? You were caught!?" I asked, suddenly feeling a bit agitated.

"No! We got dressed and she didn't see anything. She just thought we were hiking," Louise explained.

"Good," I said, relaxing slightly. "I bet that was hot."

"It was," Louise said. "Thinking about it was stupid to be so reckless, but the danger just made it even better."

"So you got off on it?" I asked, teasing her.

"Yes," Louise admitted. "It was so wrong, but I loved it."

"I bet you did," I said, squeezing her thigh. "But you have to be more careful. It's too much of a risk to get caught. I'm glad it was just Mrs. Anderson, though. I just hope she didn't see anything or raise any suspicion."

Louise blushed a bit at that but didn't say anything.

"So, what else happened?" I asked.

"After that, we went to a club," Louise said.

"A club?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes," Louise said. "It was fun. We danced and drank."

"Really?" I asked, sounding probably more annoyed than I was. I was more concerned for Louise than anything. This was all hot and all, and I loved hearing it, but the risk wasn't worth it. "That doesn't sound like you. And you did that, out in public no less, even after Mrs. Anderson caught you? What were you thinking?"

"I don't know," Louise said. "Tony wanted to go, and I didn't want to disappoint him. He had been so good to me that day, so I just went along with it."

"Yeah, but it's risky," I said. "What if someone had seen you? What if someone had recognized you?"

"I know," Louise said. "It was stupid, but I just didn't want to ruin the mood."

"So what else?"

"I'm not telling you," Louise said.

"Why not?" I asked, curious.

"Because," Louise said. "That's what you want, right? For me to be naughty, sneaking around while you have to imagine the things I do? Isn't the secrecy sort of alluring?"

"Maybe," I said.

"So I'll keep it a secret," Louise said.

"Come on," I urged. "Tell me."

"No," Louise said. "You'll just have to wonder, and live with the anxiety of not knowing what I do when I'm away from you."

"Fine," I said, trying to hide my annoyance.

"Good," Louise said, smirking. "Now, I need to get ready for another round with Tony later. I have to go shower and get clean for him."

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"Yep," Louise said, standing up. "He's coming over again in a few minutes."

"But you were just together. All Friday," I protested.

"Yeah," Louise said. "But he wants to fuck me again. So I'm going to go take a shower and get ready for him. I told you this was part of the deal."

"I know," I said, but I couldn't believe it. "I just didn't think it would be so... frequent."

"Yeah, well, it is," Louise said, walking towards the bathroom. "His parents are home so we can either do it here or somewhere else. Think of it this way, you get to watch it happen."

"Okay," I said. But I was conflicted. I wanted Louise to fuck Tony, but at the same time, it was kind of frustrating. I knew it was what I had signed up for, but I couldn't help but feel that I was losing some sense of control... but that was what was so alluring about this, part of the deadly thrill.

I stood in the kitchen, conflicted about what to do. I could hear Louise in the bathroom, getting ready for her next round with Tony. I knew I couldn't stop her. She was determined to do this, and I didn't want to stand in her way.

I heard the water turn on as Louise started the shower. I thought about going in there and talking to her, but I knew it wouldn't do any good. This was happening. Tony would show up any minute now, and they would fuck right here in our house. The thought made me hard. It was so wrong but so hot.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I knew it was Tony. I walked to the front door and opened it. There he stood, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, looking as confident and arrogant as ever.

"Hey," he said, walking past me into the house. "Where's Louise?"

"She's in the shower," I said, closing the door behind him. "She'll be out in a few minutes."

"I'm guessing she told you?" Tony said.

"Not all," I admitted, regretting yielding that information.

Tony smirked and nodded. "Well, I'll go join her in the shower," he said.

I watched as he walked up the stairs and into our bedroom to the bathroom. I heard him knock on the door and entered without waiting for an answer.

"Hey," Louise said, muffled by the walls and the distance. Then I heard the door shut.

The sound of the door closing seemed to snap me out of my trance and I bolted up the steps, wanting to hear more of Louise and Tony's interactions.

As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard them talking, but the awkward echo and the door muffled them. Louise said it was an opportunity for me to watch, so I grabbed the door handle only to find it locked.

I stood there, listening, trying to make out what they were saying, but it was no use. I couldn't hear anything. I felt frustrated, especially as none of them seemed to react to me trying to open the door. I wanted to see what was going on in there, but I couldn't.

"Fuck," I muttered to myself.

I stood there, listening intently, trying to pick up any sounds, but it was no use. The sound of the water running drowned out whatever was going on inside the bathroom.

I took a few steps back from the door and leaned against the wall. I knew Tony was probably fucking Louise. Faint moans reached my ears through the door and the water. Louise was definitely enjoying herself.

After a few minutes of this torture, the water stopped.

"Hey, what are you doing up here?" Louise teased, emerging from the bathroom, and looking over at me as I still remained at the door.

"I... I wanted to watch," I muttered, feeling utterly pathetic.

"Sure, hon," Louise smiled cheerfully, kissing my lips gently, flaunting her freshly showered nakedness in front of me and giving my hard cock a squeeze. "Are you able to handle all of this?" she asked.

I simply nodded, my throat dry and completely speechless. Louise gave me a wide smile and headed on over to the bed. I threw a glance to see if Tony would be joining her, just in time to see him discard a heavily filled condom into the trashcan. I was shocked to see how much he had shot into the thing. Thank God for contraceptives, I guess.

I saw that Tony was still hard as a rock and ready for round two, his big meaty shaft grotesquely veiny, even though he had just cum. It was glistening and had a deep purple color to it.

"Mmm," Louise purred as Tony shoved past me, moved over, and sat down next to her on the bed. "You're so big."

"Yeah," Tony smirked. "You want it?"

"Yes," Louise breathed. "I want it so bad."

"Good," Tony said, grabbing her head and pushing her down towards his cock. "Show me what a good slut you are."

Louise opened her mouth and started sucking on Tony's cock, her hand moving up and down his shaft as she bobbed her head.

"That's it," Tony groaned. "Suck my cock. Show me how much you love it."

"I do," Louise said, popping his dick out of her mouth and licking it like an ice-cream. "I love it so much."

"Tell me," Tony said, smirking. "Tell me how much you love my cock."

"I love your cock," Louise purred. "I love the way it fills me up and stretches me out. I love the way it makes me cum. I can't get enough of it."

"Yeah, that's a good girl," Tony grinned, looking directly at me while speaking to my wife, who continued eagerly sucking and licking his big cock. Worshipping his cock like it was holy. Right in front of me.

"Yeah, look at how horny your hubby gets at you for being such a little slut," Tony teased and tugged my Louise's long hair into a ponytail so her face was directed right at me. Her lips stretched as her mouth was stuffed to its very limits by his meaty rod. Her blue eyes shone back at me and she looked utterly lustful and degraded, knowing full well what she was doing.

"Hmmm," she hummed in agreement, too busy blowing Tony to talk.

"Yeah, that feels good," Tony sighed. "Yeah, suck that cock, slut."

After a minute or two of Tony enjoying Louise's mouth, I couldn't help myself anymore. I yanked my pants down and started edging myself while watching the two lovers on the bed.

"What's the matter?" Tony grinned cruelly at me. "Are you jealous?"

Louise gave me a guilty look but it didn't last, especially with him grabbing her hair in a ponytail again. But instead of jerking himself off with her mouth, he leaned over to the bed table and grabbed a condom, signaling to everybody what was next.

I took a deep breath, still touching my own cock, holding back the urge to cum from the extreme sexual tension. It was all like a dream, all too surreal.

Tony rolled the condom on as he got in position. "Man, I can't stand these things," he muttered.

"You have to," I said hoarsely.

"Sure, I'll wear them," Tony said, before adding with a cruel grin, "As long as this slut wants me to."

He placed his hand on her stomach and pushed Louise roughly towards the edge of the bed. Louise didn't resist and happily let herself be handled. I felt a pang of fear at this rough treatment of my beloved wife, but then again, she didn't seem to mind it. Quite the opposite, her eager body language told.

"Spread your legs," Tony told Louise. She spread her legs, and then he placed his hand under her hips and lifted her up slightly so her pussy was more accessible.

Tony's thick, long, meaty, and bare shaft was standing right below her small pussy. Her glistening lips looked as wet as ever. I thought back to all the times we had made love over the years, and how much Tony pleasured Louise. Would she ever be truly satisfied with just me?

I guess not as he moved the tip of his condom-cladded beast towards her opening. Thank God for those condoms. There were literally millions and millions of his virulent sperm inside those big balls of his...

"Hmm, yes. Yes!" Louise moaned, biting her lips, Tony pressing forward with his hips, his cock spreading her pussy further apart in the process. She was so horny and desperate to have him.

My horny slut of a wife whimpered as her pussy slowly accepted more and more of his teenage girth. I watched as her lips clung to his shaft, stretching wider than I could have done myself. Filling her, something I had over the months realized I didn't.

Tony groaned in pleasure as she surrounded him in her hot, tight, wet, velvety grip.

"So. Fucking. Tight," Tony hissed. "Fit like a fucking glove."

"Hmm, your cock is so thick, so hard, so big," Louise moaned, feeling the walls of her pussy being split wide open by this teen bull. "Hmmm. I love it."

Seeing how tight Tony found my wife, I had to wonder how they were even able to do it with such a high frequency.

Tony gripped my wife's hip as he steadily pumped in and out of her. He would pull out and then slowly thrust in, going a little deeper each time until he bottomed out, burying himself inside of her.

He didn't hold back after that as he picked up his pace, drilling in and out of her, harder and faster. They both groaned and gasped, their bodies pressed together as he fucked her hard and deep.

I continued stroking myself and edging. I was so turned on by the scene in front of me, the pleasure building with every passing moment. My own wife, the precious Louise, was taking Tony's massive hog so well, and showing a real slutty side of herself that I knew only that teen could coax from her.