Neighborly Chronicles Au -

Chapter 11 - Neighbor Chronicles - Alternate Universe

Hi everyone, Just another fan of 'The Neighbor Chronicles' series. After imagining endless possibilities of how the story continues, I did the only thing I could do. Write.

The story starts off right where Chapter 10 ends.

I thank AvidReaderNoviceWriter for granting me permission to write and publish this story. Thank you. All credits to AvidReaderNoviceWriter for creating such incredible characters and an amazing story.

I thank Kenji Sato for editing my work.

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Bill was staring into his garage refrigerator at all the unopened beer packs, as they were clearing up after the party. He was wondering why his wife, Amber, had told him they were running short on beers. He always knew how much beer they would need for their parties and even stocked extra beer for emergencies. Bill thought maybe Stacey had heard Amber wrong. He also remembered Stacey looking a bit flushed and nervous. He shrugged it off to all the sun and excitement that day.

His thoughts lingered back to Stacey. The image of her dressed in the bikini top and shorts similar to Amber, flashed in his mind. The way her huge breasts bounced in the bikini made his cock twitch in his shorts. Bill remembered how his co-workers and friends had drooled over Stacey's body, and Stacey didn't mind the attention. In fact, she relished it, knowing the effect she had on men. Bill liked that about Stacey--how confident she was about her body and sexuality, and the way she owned it.

Bill had always thought his wife's friend was attractive. Anytime the three of them went out, he saw the envious looks of men, seeing him with two beautiful women by his side. He would be lying if he said he did not look forward to seeing Amber and Stacey together, competing in their pool party every year, especially the chicken fight.

Throughout the barbeque, Bill was on the edge. Watching Amber interact with David had turned him on so much. The way David and Amber worked together as a team for the beer pong and bags game, had him on the edge. He was thankful to be behind the grill, as he could not get his stiff cock to calm down.

But watching them in the pool for the chicken fight, drove him wild. The way David and Amber looked next to each other in the pool. His beautiful wife in her sunflower bikini. He could not see David's hands as they were submerged in the water, and his imagination ran wild.

Was David touching his wife in front of all his friends and co-workers? Would Amber let this asshole, who gave him so much grief every day at work, let him try something naughty just to tease him?

He watched David carry Amber on his shoulders, and hold on to her legs. He even noticed David moving his hands over his wife's thighs more than necessary, or when wrestling, tried to steady her by touching her ass.

Fuck, was Amber purposely letting this asshole touch her to tease him?

He was so frustrated and yet so turned on; he had to relieve himself. He quickly went inside the house before anyone could notice his hard-on and headed for the bathroom downstairs.

Once inside, he pulled out his cock and frantically jerked off to the mental images of Amber bent over on their pool deck chairs; her breasts were pulled out from her bikini top, and her bikini bottom was around her ankles, as David drove his cock deep into his wife's pussy from behind. Amber's face contorted in pleasure, as David would look right at him with that shit-eating grin and spank her ass. His friends and co-workers watched and cheered David on, as he pumped Amber's pussy with his cum.

"Fuck," Bill groaned, as he came quickly, blasting his cum, aiming it in the toilet bowl below so that he wouldn't leave a mess. Little did he know that at that exact same moment, his beautiful wife's lips were wrapped around his despicable co-worker's long cock just a floor above him, in his own bedroom. David was experiencing something from his wife, Amber, that he hadn't yet felt. And soon, David covered Amber's pretty face with thick cum, while Bill cluelessly, was downstairs with his friends and co-workers.

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Jack was pacing by his side gate; he was furious the entire day watching Amber tease and flirt with that young punk. The only time his mind was off Amber was his encounter with Stacey. He smiled wickedly at the memory and looked over the fence to see Amber and Bill cleaning up by their pool. He clenched his fists, remembering Amber and David in the exact spot not long ago.

Jack couldn't believe why he felt so jealous. Amber was not his wife; they were not in any relationship or have any exclusive pact, but why did he feel so possessive watching Amber with David?

He was mad at Bill. "What the hell was Bill thinking, introducing his wife to such a sleaze bag?"

"Was he going to let his wife fuck every asshole in town?"

Bill really needed to get this act together and stop thinking with his dick.

Jack looked above his fence to see Bill go into his garage. He quickly opened the side gate and walked towards Amber, who was beside the pool.

"What the hell were you doing?" Jack asked Amber, as he held her arm and pulled her to the side.

Amber was surprised by Jack's action, but she felt annoyed when he manhandled her like he owned her. Amber looked up to see Jack's angry face; she had never seen him like this before.

"What are you doing, Jack? Let go of my arm," Amber said irritatedly, as she shrugged off from Jack's grip.

"What the fuck were you doing flirting all day with that little punk from your husband's office?" Jack demanded.

Amber took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She was trying to understand what was going on with Jack. Amber was surprised when she realised Jack was actually jealous. She had never seen this side of Jack before.

"Look, it was just a few games, I did it to tease Bill, that's all." Amber lied. The image of her earlier today on her knees before David's cock flashed in her mind, and she looked away in shame.

Jack sensed Amber was lying to him and pushed for the truth.

"Oh really, so what were you guys doing inside after the games?" Jack asked.

Amber looked away, not meeting his eyes.

"So why did that sleazy asshole leave the party early with a shit-eating grin on his face?" Jack prodded Amber.

Amber knew Jack wanted her to admit what she did with David, but she was not going to give Jack that satisfaction. "What I do, and whom I do it with... is none of your business, Jack. So go home," Amber said, with a glare.

Jack lost his temper, seeing how stupid Amber was acting. "Did you suck his cock? Are you going to fuck him, too... like a slut?" Jack asked, through gritted teeth.

Amber was furious hearing those words. Jack may have called her a slut a hundred times, but that was different. That was when she was in the moment, when she was acting and putting on a show for her husband. She was not going to let Jack boss her around like he owned her. "Who the fuck do you think you are talking to me like that?"

Jack knew he had crossed a line. He tried to calm down and reason with Amber. "Look, you don't know assholes like him. They will do anything to get into your pants."

"Oh, that's mighty rich coming from you, Jack," Amber said, in an even tone.

Jack thought back to the night when he had drugged Bill to sleep with Amber. It was not his proudest moment, and he realised the irony of what he had just said. Jack knew, he himself, was thinking with his dick at the time. Besides, if Bill did not have this crazy fantasy of watching his beautiful wife with an asshole, he, himself, would not have had a chance with Amber.

Jack saw Amber roll her eyes at him.

"I'm not going to let some asshole treat me like this in my own home. Now, get the fuck back to your house, Jack," Amber said.

Jack realised he was getting nowhere with this argument and could not reason with Amber in this state. He just stared at her and saw how beautiful she looked, even when she was angry. Jack just wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck some sense into her right there.

Amber was not backing down, as she glared at Jack.

"Fuck," Jack muttered to himself, and with clenched fists, stomped back to his house.

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A few blocks away, Stacey was in her bed in her apartment. She was exhausted from the events of the day, but her body felt charged and craved sexual release. Stacey was wearing a loose t-shirt that was hiked over her breasts, and her panties were bunched around one of her legs. She was tugging on her nipple with one hand as the other held her phone. Her legs were spread wide as she stared at her phone screen.

"Come on, say it for the camera again," came Jack's voice from behind the camera.

Stacey had never recorded herself during sex with any of her partners before. Stacey was so turned on watching Amber's videos with her ugly neighbour that she imagined herself in Amber's place. It also gave Stacey another perspective on how she would look and sound while having sex. The idea of being able to relive those moments intrigued her.

So when Jack asked with a dirty smile if she wanted to make a video like her best friend, Stacey had readily handed over her phone to Jack.

"Yes, I thought about Amber and you fucking in her office," admitted Stacey. She was on her knees in front of Jack in the video.

Stacey had been looking forward to meeting Jack ever since Amber had mentioned her well-hung neighbour. The videos Amber had shown, only flamed Stacey's lust. The images of Amber and Jack, how roughly he treated her, and the dirty things he made her friend do and say, had Stacey rubbing her pussy most nights.

But last week seeing them fuck in Amber's office and the sight of Jack's cock covered in Amber's cum had her soaking wet. She was so turned on, but tried keeping herself busy with work.

Later, Stacey had gone back to check on her friend. Amber and Jack had left the office, but just the sight of Amber's office had Stacey creaming her panties. Amber was always professional and treated her workspace with respect. The thought of her acting so out of character just for Jack's huge cock had Stacey intrigued about her friend's older neighbour. Amber had not even locked the door; what if someone else had walked in? It only showed how badly her friend had it for Jack's cock.

Stacey had always had a fantasy of being fucked at work, but had never had the opportunity. But seeing her friend's office in such disarray, made her crave the fantasy even more.

Like a good friend, Stacey locked the door and went to work cleaning Amber's office before anyone else noticed. Desperately ignoring the thick scent of sex and the wetness growing between her thighs, Stacey had started to put everything back in its place.

Stacey was picking up the photos and files scattered on the floor. Stacey flipped the photo frame in her hand and saw it was Amber's wedding day photo. She saw Amber and Bill smiling, holding hands, and looking into the camera. Amber looked so beautiful in the off-shoulder wedding dress that they had picked out together. Stacey remembered standing right next to the photographer in her blush pink bridemaid's dress when the photo was taken and smiled fondly at the memory.

She suddenly felt something wet and sticky on her fingers and inspected it, as it was all over the photo frame.

"Fuck," Stacey moaned, realising that it was Jack's cum that must have oozed out from her best friend's pussy. Amber must not have realised that they had knocked down the photo frame, or that it was lying face down in the puddle of their sexual slime.

Watching the cum dripping on the pristine wedding photo, Stacey just moaned, knowing this was so wrong, but her pussy gushed again at the sight. It brought a mental image of Amber in her wedding dress bent over her desk, her dress bunched around her waist, with Jack standing behind her, his shorts around his ankles thrusting into her pussy. Stacey was standing in front of them with her own bridesmaid dress hiked up, watching them as she fingered her pussy.

"Holy shit," Stacey moaned into the empty room; at the perverse image in her head.

Instinctively, her fingers moved to her lips, and when the salty mixture hit Stacey's taste buds, she couldn't hold back.

Stacey sank to the floor, leaning against Amber's desk. She slipped her hands under her work slacks and soaking-wet panties. Her pussy felt so good against her fingers as she rubbed herself furiously, imagining the dirty coupling in the exact same spot an hour ago. She came so hard while licking two more globs of cum from her fingers.

So Stacey knew she would be lying if she said she had not been looking forward to meeting Amber's ugly old neighbour and his fat cock.

Jack's voice from the video brought her back to reality.

"And what did you do while thinking about me fucking your best friend?" Jack's voice asked, lilted with a smile.

"I touched myself," said Stacey, her cheeks flushed.

"Oh, come on, you don't need to act so shy. I saw the way you were looking at my cock. So you fingerfucked your pussy while thinking about my cock, fucking your married friend's pussy," Jack said, in a sly tone.

The camera picked up the effect Jack's crass words had on Stacey.

Stacey couldn't believe how this ugly neighbour of her friend was talking about them.

The camera clearly showed how turned on Stacey was, as she bit her lower lip and stared at the bulge in front of Jack's shorts.

"So you want to see it, huh? You want to see the cock that makes your married friend's pussy dripping wet?"

Stacey just nodded, looking up at Jack.

"Pull it out. This is the cock that made your best friend a cheating slut."

Stacey slowly lowered Jack's shorts and his boxers. Stacey let out an audible gasp on seeing Jack's throbbing cock up so close. Jack's cock was not even fully hard yet.

Stacey felt her pussy gush, as she watched herself on the screen. Stacey couldn't believe how slutty she looked with the huge cock right next to her face. The cock was almost as big as her face, from her forehead to her chin. Stacey added another finger to her already wet pussy.

"Go on, touch it. I know you want to. It won't bite," Jack said, in a teasing tone.

Stacey complied, taking Jack's cock in one of her hands and marvelling at how heavy it was. She then used both her hands and was amazed as her fingers didn't meet around Jack's girth. Even with both her hands wrapped around his cock, a few inches Jack's meaty cock and his plum-sized cockhead was still sticking out.

Her hands slowly started moving up and down, jerking Jack's cock of their own accord. Her fingers could feel the veins running along Jack's meaty shaft, and her eyes never left his thick cock. Jack's cock was then oozing pre-cum onto Stacey's hands, streaming down her manicured fingers. She stared at it, as if hypnotised by it.

Jack remembered Amber saying Stacey had known about them since that night of the Super Bowl. So Amber must have shared a lot of the details with her friend. Amber must have definitely told her friend about how roughly he treats her and how he spanks her. Maybe even showed Stacey some of the videos they had taken. So if Stacey knew of how he treated her best friend, and was still here in front of him, that would only mean she didn't mind the rough treatment, or better wanted to be treated like one herself. Jack smiled at this revelation.

One of Jack's hands entered the video and was slowly running his meaty fingers through her silky hair. He was petting her like an obedient dog.

"That's it, slut, jerk my cock. This is the cock that stretches your married friend's tight pussy more than her husband's little dick. This is the cock that your best friend cleans with her slutty mouth, just like yours," Jack said, as he traced his thumb over Stacey's lips and pushed it inside her mouth.

Stacey sucked on Jack's meaty digits, as if sucking on his cock.

"I am sure your friend has told you about all the ways I fuck her. Did she tell you how I fucked her that night in front of her husband? Did your friend tell you how I fuck her raw? Are you as slutty as your friend? I bet you are; otherwise, you wouldn't be here on your knees, jerking my cock after having met me hardly an hour ago," Jack laughed.

On screen, Stacey's eyes were glued to the drop of pre-cum oozing from Jack's slit and licked her lips.

Jack must have seen her too, as he said from behind the camera, "Go on, slut, taste it. You know you want to."

Stacey couldn't believe the audacity of this ugly man. He had hardly known her an hour ago, and was calling her a slut. Although she couldn't blame him, as she was the one on her knees, practically in front of a stranger, admiring his cock.

Stacey's body was in heat as she complied to Jack's request.

Stacey stuck out her tongue and ran it over Jack's cockhead, capturing the pre-cum on her tongue. She looked up at Jack and made a show of swallowing it, humming in pleasure.

"You like the way my cock tastes, bitch? Your friend loves swallowing my cum and can't get enough," Jack laughed.

Stacey felt a pang of jealousy hearing Jack's words. Even with her down on her knees and sucking on his cock, Jack was constantly comparing her to Amber. Her competitive side wanted to show Jack how good she was, and how she could please him more than Amber. Stacey set to work, doubling her efforts. She started fisting Jack's cock and lapping at his cockhead; she wanted to show Jack she was not a novice when it came to blowjobs.

Jack immediately picked up the signs of Stacey's slutty side, as it surfaced. The way her hands held his cock in a firm grip, how she moved her tongue along his cock, the way her lips swallowed his cock, her eyes staring back at Jack with confidence--Jack knew Stacey was a seasoned slut, and he intended to fully take advantage of it.

"Fuck, yes. This is not your first time; is it slut?" Jack asked, gripping her hair and guiding his cock deeper. You are not like your friend, are you? You have sucked a lot of cocks, haven't you, you slut?" Jack said, pushing his cock into Stacey's throat.

Stacey didn't answer; she just stared at Jack defiantly. He wasn't wrong; Stacey had sucked a lot of cocks. She wasn't ashamed of it.

Jack smiled at Stacey; he loved breaking feisty women like her. He started slowly thrusting his cock in and out of Stacey's mouth, showing her how he would fuck her pussy.

Stacey held onto Jack's thighs and took it, letting Jack know she can handle it. She started moving her head on her own and pushing Jack's thick cock deeper down her throat.

Jack was in heaven, feeling Stacey's throat contract around his cock. He stared at Stacey's breasts swinging as she moved on his cock. He couldn't hold back as he reached out and groped her breasts roughly over her bikini top. He slipped his hands inside, feeling the warm, soft flesh. He could feel Stacey's hard nipples against his palms. Jack took her nipples between his fingers and started pinching and pulling on them.

Stacey hissed in pain and pleasure; she loved having her breasts played with roughly. Stacey was amazed at how cocky and arrogant Jack was. He barely knew her, but quickly understood what her body craved.

"Fuck, I can't wait to have my cock in between these puppies," Jack said as he roughly kneaded Stacey's breasts. "Suck harder, you slut, and maybe you can even taste your best friend's pussy on my cock," Jack sneered.

Jack's filthy words made Stacey work harder on his cock. She swirled her tongue and cleaned the messy cock of her spit before diving back down to take it deep in her throat.

"Do you want to feel my cock stretch your pussy? Do you want me to fuck you, like I fuck your slutty friend? Do you want to be my slut like your friend?"