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Maria and the boy next door….
After my previous story you must wonder about my husband. I had
just cheated for the first time in our marriage and it was with the
teenage boy from next door. I had to tell my husband. I can’t keep
secrets from him and I don’t want to. So here’s what happened….
After my encounter with Keith in the backyard, I stayed there in my
bikini and lightly dozed with the feeling of both excitement and dread.
I was still in the lounge chair when my husband came home from golf.
He liked seeing me in my bikini and gave me a kiss. I was happy to
see him too but I still had some cum from Keith keeping my pussy
very wet. He tried to reach down the front of my bikini but I stopped
him. I didn’t want him to feel how juicy I was. I told my husband we
should go take a shower… making the excuse that he was sweaty
from golf.
In the shower, he became aroused as I soaped up his growing
erection. I was still feeling very sexy after my encounter with Keith
and wanted a little more stimulation. My husband turned me around
and easily entered me from behind. I turned off the water from the
shower and braced myself against the wall. He grabbed my waist and
thrust into me. Was it bad that I was imagining Keiths hard cock?
Either way, I had a quick orgasm and my husband wasn’t far behind.
As he came in me, it occurred to me that this was the first time in my
life that I had 2 loads in me from different sources in 1 day. Maria,
you’re getting sluttier!
We had dinner and watched some TV. I was preoccupied by my
thoughts of seeing Keith again and how to tell my husband. As we
went to sleep that night, I thought of a plan for the next day.
The next morning, I got up early and went for a run to finalize my plan
for the evening. I told my husband that I was going to cook that
evening and to make sure he had an appetite. I went to the store to
get the ingredients for one of his favorites, chicken parm. When
dinner time was getting close, I told my husband to open some wine
and I went to change my clothes.
For dinner, I put on stockings, a garter belt, high heels and a short
skirt. I skipped the panties. I also wore a silk blouse without a bra. My
makeup was a little overdone… but I wanted to look sluttier… just as
my husband has wanted. This is not the usual attire for a Sunday
evening dinner for 2 at home! Needless to say, my husband noticed. I
teased him while I prepared dinner. He would come up from behind
me and run his hand under my skirt… feeling my moist pussy…
slipping a finger in… he wanted to bend me over the counter and
fuck me but I told him to wait.
We ate dinner and as we finished, I took my husband by the hand and
brought him to the living room and sat him on the couch. I whispered
in his ear that I had a story for him. I kissed his ear and neck and
started to take his cock out of his pants. I stroked him and started to
tell him the story about the boy next door. I started slowly and as the
story progressed, I swung myself onto his lap, straddling him, so I
could ease his hard cock into my dripping pussy. As I rode him, I
continued the story about Keith coming to our yard and fucking me.
My mouth was slowly telling the story into my husbands ear…
whispering…. moaning…. Adding details…. As I rode his hard cock.
My husband was very aroused and thrusting to meet my humping of
his cock. When I got to the part of the story when Keith put his large
cock into me, my husband grabbed my waist and came hard into my
pussy. We were both panting and I kept quiet for a minute and didn’t
let his cock out of me. As he caught his breath, he said “that’s a
pretty good story”. Now came the hard part…. I held his head in my
hands and whispered into his ear…. “it’s also true”. He didn’t say
anything but I felt his cock twitch inside me. I didn’t know what he
was thinking… anger, jealousy or rage… but I know there was a part
of him that liked it.
We talked for a while after that. I assured him that I loved him now
more than ever and that isn’t going to change. We have been
exploring our sexuality a lot lately and this was a manifestation of
that. He has encouraged me to be a slut. He asked if I was going to
see him again. I said “I’d like to” but not if it’s not okay with you. He
thought about it and said he didn’t mind as long as I didn’t hide
anything from him. Our marriage took a different turn right there. I
now had an open license to fuck just about anyone as long as I didn’t
hide it from my husband. I knew I had to see Keith again!
I didn’t have contact information from Keith but I knew he’d be
looking for me in the backyard. It took a few days but I found a quiet
and sunny afternoon to get in some sun time. I put on a new pink
bikini and a silk wrap and headed into the yard, wondering if there
would be eyes on me from next-door. It didn’t take long before I
heard noise across the yard and of course it was Keith. I saw him and
waved and went to chat with him over the fence. We made some
small talk but then I got to my point. I told him that I had told my
husband about what we did. I assured him it was okay and then told
him I would like to see him again if he would like to. He wasn’t sure
about my husband but he said he would like to get together again
sometime. I told him Saturday would be a good day… my husband
would be golfing for a few hours and I was free. I told him to come
over at 11.
The next few days were very slow to go by. I kept looking forward to
getting fucked by that hard bodied teenager. I had my nails done, a
pedicure and waxing…. Fully prepping my body for him. When
Saturday arrived, I saw my husband on his way to his buddies with a
kiss at the door. I had about an hour to get myself ready.
I took a shower and made sure my skin was smooth. I fixed my hair
and makeup. I decided I wanted to look like a classic MILF nextdoor..
stockings, a garter belt, matching bra and panties. Some 5”
heels a straight and tight pencil skirt and a silk blouse. I wanted to
look good for him. I’m sure girls his age don’t dress like this and I
wanted him to like what he saw. My stomach was full of butterflies as
the hour drew close. My pussy was already dripping in my silk
panties.
I almost jumped when the doorbell rang. I composed myself and
walked slowly to the door. I opened the door.. presenting myself to
him and his eyes told me he liked what he saw. He was dressed nice
but casually. His shorts were on the loose side and I knew that a very
nice cock was inside. He came inside and I showed him to our living
room. I offered him some water and came back into the room slowly
to give him a good view. We chatted again about my husband just to
make him relax a little.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached for his lap and felt his cock was
already semi hard. He didn’t resist as a undid his pants and drew his
beautiful cock out. He wasn’t wearing underwear so his cock sprang
out as I drew down his pants. I gave his shaft a few strokes and then
got on my knees between his legs. I had one hand on his cock and
started to lick the shaft while I was looking him in the eye. I wanted to
see his reaction when I took the head into my mouth. I kissed his
heavy balls and then moved up the smooth shaft… making my way
up to the large head. He was starting to drip. I stuck my tongue out
and took the drops of precum and savored them as I never lost eye
contact. I opened my mouth wide to take the head in my mouth. I
swirled my tongue over the head and he leaked more precum into my
mouth. I slowly stroked the shaft with my hand and moved my mouth
up and down on the head… picking up my pace. He was gently
holding my head…. moaning… saying how good it felt… bucking his
hips against me. I took my mouth off him long enough to look at him
and tell him I wanted him to cum in my mouth. He groaned as I went
back to work with my mouth with renewed vigor and passion. I was
exploring his beautiful cock with my tongue and mouth… feeling the
ridges and veins. His breathing was quickening and his cock was
swelling. He said he was cumming and I closed my mouth over the
head with suction. I wanted every drop of his precious cum in my
mouth. The first jet spilled onto my tongue and then a torrent of cum
spilled out in 4-5 blasts that filled my mouth and throat. I swallowed
and savored as his flow slowly subsided. I kept hold of his cock and
cleaned up the remaining drops. He kept saying ‘wow’. This gave me
some internal satisfaction but I was eager for more.
His breathing returned to normal but his cock was still pretty hard.
Those teenage hormones! I got up and took him by the hand and led
him down the hallway to the guest bedroom. I couldn’t take him to
the Master bedroom. His cock was jutting out in front of him as he
walked. It swayed form side to side like a saber that I couldn’t wait to
have buried in my pussy. Standing by the side of the bed he had his
hands all over me… feeling my butt and my tits. I undid a few buttons
of my blouse and lifted a breast from the cups of my bra. As he took
my nipple into his mouth a shockwave of pleasure shot through my
body. My nipples are very sensitive and they were hard as erasers. He
went from one to the other with his mouth. I had one hand on the
back of his head and the other was stroking his very hard cock.
I sat down on the bed and laid back. He raised my skirt… seeing my
stockings and garters for the first time. He said ‘that is so hot’ before
he put his face to my crotch. He started to slip my panties down and I
raised my hips to let him. His mouth went to my pussy… which was
drenched at this point. I had a mini orgasm as he sucked gently on
my clit. While I appreciate good oral sex, it was his cock I wanted. I
drew him up to me and kissed him… tasting my juice on his tongue. I
took his hard cock and slid his shaft into me. I spread my legs wide
and grabbed us tight little butt. His first few strokes in me were gentle
but he then started to pick up pace… his cock going deep into my
well lubricated pussy like a piston. Wave after wave of pleasure was
sweeping through me as a very intense orgasm was on the way. I was
breathing hard… panting… mumbling. ‘fuck me… fuck me’… and he
did. His cock was going very deep and the combination of the deep
strokes and the friction on my clit sent me over the edge. My body
was shaking…. My chest felt flushed and my grip on his tight butt got
tighter as a mind blowing orgasm hit me. It seemed like I blacked out
for a few seconds as my brain was trying to cope with the intense
pleasure.
He was still hard and thrusting away as I came to. I looked up to see
his firm body spreading mine wide open. I saw my stocking clad legs
and heels in the air and as I looked down I saw my engorged labia
around his glistening cock. What a sight that was!
I wanted to change positions so I stopped him for a second and had
him withdraw. I got on my hands and knees so he could take me from
behind. There is a mirror on the wall…. I wanted to see my stud in
action. He grabbed my ass with both hands and went back to work
with his cock in my pussy. He was thrusting with force…. Pulling my
hips back to meet his thrusts. I just kept mumbling… ‘yes…yes’ and
the pleasure never seemed to slow down. I watched in the mirror…
seeing his face as he stared at my ass. I saw my breasts swaying
underneath me. I saw his tight abs. The look on his face was pure lust
and passion. I liked it. I wanted to be the kind of fuck he’d remember.
I wanted to be his fuck doll.
I begged him to cum. I begged him to cum in me… to fill me with his
seed. Those words must have sent him over the edge and he almost
yelled ‘I’m cumming’. I said ‘yes… yes… cum in my pussy’… and he
did. His cock swelled as it sent jets of cum into my waiting pussy.
He collapsed onto my back trying to catch his breath. He said ‘that
was amazing’ and I agreed! His cock began to soften and I shifted to
let it slip out of me. I felt the air on my soaked crotch and his sperm
began to flow out of me onto the bed. He laid back on the bed and I
bent over to kiss his cock and clean our combined juices off him. His
cock was pretty sensitive at that point so I was very gentle.
We talked a little. I asked about his girlfriend. I asked if his was going
to tell her and he wasn’t sure. I left it up to him but I encouraged him
to do so. Honesty is the best way to go…. And you never know where it
might lead!
After my previous story you must wonder about my husband. I had
just cheated for the first time in our marriage and it was with the
teenage boy from next door. I had to tell my husband. I can’t keep
secrets from him and I don’t want to. So here’s what happened….
After my encounter with Keith in the backyard, I stayed there in my
bikini and lightly dozed with the feeling of both excitement and dread.
I was still in the lounge chair when my husband came home from golf.
He liked seeing me in my bikini and gave me a kiss. I was happy to
see him too but I still had some cum from Keith keeping my pussy
very wet. He tried to reach down the front of my bikini but I stopped
him. I didn’t want him to feel how juicy I was. I told my husband we
should go take a shower… making the excuse that he was sweaty
from golf.
In the shower, he became aroused as I soaped up his growing
erection. I was still feeling very sexy after my encounter with Keith
and wanted a little more stimulation. My husband turned me around
and easily entered me from behind. I turned off the water from the
shower and braced myself against the wall. He grabbed my waist and
thrust into me. Was it bad that I was imagining Keiths hard cock?
Either way, I had a quick orgasm and my husband wasn’t far behind.
As he came in me, it occurred to me that this was the first time in my
life that I had 2 loads in me from different sources in 1 day. Maria,
you’re getting sluttier!
We had dinner and watched some TV. I was preoccupied by my
thoughts of seeing Keith again and how to tell my husband. As we
went to sleep that night, I thought of a plan for the next day.
The next morning, I got up early and went for a run to finalize my plan
for the evening. I told my husband that I was going to cook that
evening and to make sure he had an appetite. I went to the store to
get the ingredients for one of his favorites, chicken parm. When
dinner time was getting close, I told my husband to open some wine
and I went to change my clothes.
For dinner, I put on stockings, a garter belt, high heels and a short
skirt. I skipped the panties. I also wore a silk blouse without a bra. My
makeup was a little overdone… but I wanted to look sluttier… just as
my husband has wanted. This is not the usual attire for a Sunday
evening dinner for 2 at home! Needless to say, my husband noticed. I
teased him while I prepared dinner. He would come up from behind
me and run his hand under my skirt… feeling my moist pussy…
slipping a finger in… he wanted to bend me over the counter and
fuck me but I told him to wait.
We ate dinner and as we finished, I took my husband by the hand and
brought him to the living room and sat him on the couch. I whispered
in his ear that I had a story for him. I kissed his ear and neck and
started to take his cock out of his pants. I stroked him and started to
tell him the story about the boy next door. I started slowly and as the
story progressed, I swung myself onto his lap, straddling him, so I
could ease his hard cock into my dripping pussy. As I rode him, I
continued the story about Keith coming to our yard and fucking me.
My mouth was slowly telling the story into my husbands ear…
whispering…. moaning…. Adding details…. As I rode his hard cock.
My husband was very aroused and thrusting to meet my humping of
his cock. When I got to the part of the story when Keith put his large
cock into me, my husband grabbed my waist and came hard into my
pussy. We were both panting and I kept quiet for a minute and didn’t
let his cock out of me. As he caught his breath, he said “that’s a
pretty good story”. Now came the hard part…. I held his head in my
hands and whispered into his ear…. “it’s also true”. He didn’t say
anything but I felt his cock twitch inside me. I didn’t know what he
was thinking… anger, jealousy or rage… but I know there was a part
of him that liked it.
We talked for a while after that. I assured him that I loved him now
more than ever and that isn’t going to change. We have been
exploring our sexuality a lot lately and this was a manifestation of
that. He has encouraged me to be a slut. He asked if I was going to
see him again. I said “I’d like to” but not if it’s not okay with you. He
thought about it and said he didn’t mind as long as I didn’t hide
anything from him. Our marriage took a different turn right there. I
now had an open license to fuck just about anyone as long as I didn’t
hide it from my husband. I knew I had to see Keith again!
I didn’t have contact information from Keith but I knew he’d be
looking for me in the backyard. It took a few days but I found a quiet
and sunny afternoon to get in some sun time. I put on a new pink
bikini and a silk wrap and headed into the yard, wondering if there
would be eyes on me from next-door. It didn’t take long before I
heard noise across the yard and of course it was Keith. I saw him and
waved and went to chat with him over the fence. We made some
small talk but then I got to my point. I told him that I had told my
husband about what we did. I assured him it was okay and then told
him I would like to see him again if he would like to. He wasn’t sure
about my husband but he said he would like to get together again
sometime. I told him Saturday would be a good day… my husband
would be golfing for a few hours and I was free. I told him to come
over at 11.
The next few days were very slow to go by. I kept looking forward to
getting fucked by that hard bodied teenager. I had my nails done, a
pedicure and waxing…. Fully prepping my body for him. When
Saturday arrived, I saw my husband on his way to his buddies with a
kiss at the door. I had about an hour to get myself ready.
I took a shower and made sure my skin was smooth. I fixed my hair
and makeup. I decided I wanted to look like a classic MILF nextdoor..
stockings, a garter belt, matching bra and panties. Some 5”
heels a straight and tight pencil skirt and a silk blouse. I wanted to
look good for him. I’m sure girls his age don’t dress like this and I
wanted him to like what he saw. My stomach was full of butterflies as
the hour drew close. My pussy was already dripping in my silk
panties.
I almost jumped when the doorbell rang. I composed myself and
walked slowly to the door. I opened the door.. presenting myself to
him and his eyes told me he liked what he saw. He was dressed nice
but casually. His shorts were on the loose side and I knew that a very
nice cock was inside. He came inside and I showed him to our living
room. I offered him some water and came back into the room slowly
to give him a good view. We chatted again about my husband just to
make him relax a little.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached for his lap and felt his cock was
already semi hard. He didn’t resist as a undid his pants and drew his
beautiful cock out. He wasn’t wearing underwear so his cock sprang
out as I drew down his pants. I gave his shaft a few strokes and then
got on my knees between his legs. I had one hand on his cock and
started to lick the shaft while I was looking him in the eye. I wanted to
see his reaction when I took the head into my mouth. I kissed his
heavy balls and then moved up the smooth shaft… making my way
up to the large head. He was starting to drip. I stuck my tongue out
and took the drops of precum and savored them as I never lost eye
contact. I opened my mouth wide to take the head in my mouth. I
swirled my tongue over the head and he leaked more precum into my
mouth. I slowly stroked the shaft with my hand and moved my mouth
up and down on the head… picking up my pace. He was gently
holding my head…. moaning… saying how good it felt… bucking his
hips against me. I took my mouth off him long enough to look at him
and tell him I wanted him to cum in my mouth. He groaned as I went
back to work with my mouth with renewed vigor and passion. I was
exploring his beautiful cock with my tongue and mouth… feeling the
ridges and veins. His breathing was quickening and his cock was
swelling. He said he was cumming and I closed my mouth over the
head with suction. I wanted every drop of his precious cum in my
mouth. The first jet spilled onto my tongue and then a torrent of cum
spilled out in 4-5 blasts that filled my mouth and throat. I swallowed
and savored as his flow slowly subsided. I kept hold of his cock and
cleaned up the remaining drops. He kept saying ‘wow’. This gave me
some internal satisfaction but I was eager for more.
His breathing returned to normal but his cock was still pretty hard.
Those teenage hormones! I got up and took him by the hand and led
him down the hallway to the guest bedroom. I couldn’t take him to
the Master bedroom. His cock was jutting out in front of him as he
walked. It swayed form side to side like a saber that I couldn’t wait to
have buried in my pussy. Standing by the side of the bed he had his
hands all over me… feeling my butt and my tits. I undid a few buttons
of my blouse and lifted a breast from the cups of my bra. As he took
my nipple into his mouth a shockwave of pleasure shot through my
body. My nipples are very sensitive and they were hard as erasers. He
went from one to the other with his mouth. I had one hand on the
back of his head and the other was stroking his very hard cock.
I sat down on the bed and laid back. He raised my skirt… seeing my
stockings and garters for the first time. He said ‘that is so hot’ before
he put his face to my crotch. He started to slip my panties down and I
raised my hips to let him. His mouth went to my pussy… which was
drenched at this point. I had a mini orgasm as he sucked gently on
my clit. While I appreciate good oral sex, it was his cock I wanted. I
drew him up to me and kissed him… tasting my juice on his tongue. I
took his hard cock and slid his shaft into me. I spread my legs wide
and grabbed us tight little butt. His first few strokes in me were gentle
but he then started to pick up pace… his cock going deep into my
well lubricated pussy like a piston. Wave after wave of pleasure was
sweeping through me as a very intense orgasm was on the way. I was
breathing hard… panting… mumbling. ‘fuck me… fuck me’… and he
did. His cock was going very deep and the combination of the deep
strokes and the friction on my clit sent me over the edge. My body
was shaking…. My chest felt flushed and my grip on his tight butt got
tighter as a mind blowing orgasm hit me. It seemed like I blacked out
for a few seconds as my brain was trying to cope with the intense
pleasure.
He was still hard and thrusting away as I came to. I looked up to see
his firm body spreading mine wide open. I saw my stocking clad legs
and heels in the air and as I looked down I saw my engorged labia
around his glistening cock. What a sight that was!
I wanted to change positions so I stopped him for a second and had
him withdraw. I got on my hands and knees so he could take me from
behind. There is a mirror on the wall…. I wanted to see my stud in
action. He grabbed my ass with both hands and went back to work
with his cock in my pussy. He was thrusting with force…. Pulling my
hips back to meet his thrusts. I just kept mumbling… ‘yes…yes’ and
the pleasure never seemed to slow down. I watched in the mirror…
seeing his face as he stared at my ass. I saw my breasts swaying
underneath me. I saw his tight abs. The look on his face was pure lust
and passion. I liked it. I wanted to be the kind of fuck he’d remember.
I wanted to be his fuck doll.
I begged him to cum. I begged him to cum in me… to fill me with his
seed. Those words must have sent him over the edge and he almost
yelled ‘I’m cumming’. I said ‘yes… yes… cum in my pussy’… and he
did. His cock swelled as it sent jets of cum into my waiting pussy.
He collapsed onto my back trying to catch his breath. He said ‘that
was amazing’ and I agreed! His cock began to soften and I shifted to
let it slip out of me. I felt the air on my soaked crotch and his sperm
began to flow out of me onto the bed. He laid back on the bed and I
bent over to kiss his cock and clean our combined juices off him. His
cock was pretty sensitive at that point so I was very gentle.
We talked a little. I asked about his girlfriend. I asked if his was going
to tell her and he wasn’t sure. I left it up to him but I encouraged him
to do so. Honesty is the best way to go…. And you never know where it
might lead!
Yvette
- 05.05.2021
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