Both Of Them Cheating With Neighbor

My second shift job ended at 10:30 PM and by the time I walked out, got in the car, and drove home it was almost 11 PM. Most nights my wife was already asleep, sometimes I got home and got a kiss before she fell asleep.

That night, I got out of work early. There was a problem with one of the computers and IT had to come and fix it. Management let us go home early. I figured that I would pick up some ice cream sundaes from my wife's favorite spot and surprise her before she went to sleep.

i pulled into the driveway and rushed inside with the ice cream. I kicked my workboots off at the door like always. My wife's rule was no shoes in the house. I looked down the hallway and saw our bedroom door was ajar, and liight from inside was pouring out across the carpet through the narrow opening.

I headed for the bedroom and as I was getting closer, I heard my wife moan loudly. I stopped with my hand on the doorknob and peered inside. I had been hoping to surprise my wife, but it was me getting surprised.

My wife was in the middle of the bed, face down and ass up; her big D-cup tits were pressed into the mattress and her back was arched, her fat ass cheeks in the air.

Amanda, our next door neighbor, was between her thick thighs, fucking my wife's pussy with a long fat strapon from behind. Amanda's big C-cup titties were shaking with every thrust as her toned thighs slapped against Emily's ass.

I stood there, my hand still on the doorknob, watching in shock, totally excited by what I was seeing. I was unsure of what to do. I wanted to stop them but I also wanted to keep watching. I wasn't mad Emily was cheating on me. I was cheating on her too. I just didn't like that Amanda was the one fucking her. She was the one fucking me too.

I kept watching them as Amanda's strapon fucked my wife to a wild, thrashing, crying, orgasm. Then Amanda pulled out and flopped down on the bed beside her. My wife crawled between Amanda's spread legs and pushed the strapon up out of her way before pressing her tongue into her lover's pussy. Amanda moaned loudy, running her fingers through my wife's long, dirty-blond hair.

I quietly retreated down the hallway and after grabbing my boots, left the house. I walked down to the street and got in the car and drove away. I went to a nearby parking lot and ate my ice cream, then I threw hers away. Eventually, I started the car and drove home, arriving at my house at the time I usually did. I walked in and after kicking off my workboots, went in the bedroom. It smelled like air freshener and when I sat on the bed, I could smell the Febreze, she sprayed on the sheets.

My wife slowly rolled over and looked at me through her half open eyes, "Hi honey," she said, acting like I just woke her. "How was work?"

"It was ok," I said, not letting on that I knew. "How was your day?"

"It was good. Everyone loved my presentation," she said with a smile before rolling back over. "I have to get some sleep."

I laid in bed for a long time, contemplating what I should do. Eventually, I fell asleep, I woke to my wife singing off key in the shower. I pulled the covers over my head, trying to go back to sleep. She got dressed and left before I got out of bed.

I took a shower and then I texted Amanda, 'What are you doing?' She responded almost immediately, telling me to come over. I dressed and brushed my teeth, then I went out the back door and walked down to her back patio. I tapped on the glass before sliding the door open and slipping inside.

She was standing in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, wearing a big t-shirt that barely covered her pussy. There wasn't much talking, she took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She pushed me down on the bed and quickly crawled up beside me. Amanda threw one leg over me, straddling my head, then dropped her smooth, hairless pussy on my mouth. She pulled her shirt off and I looked up at her big tits and her pierced nipples, above them, her pretty face was smiling down at me. She ground her clit against my tongue, moaning loudly.

Amanda and I had been at this for over two months now, I was slipping away, coming over here at least four times a week while Emily was at work. Every curve of her body and the weight of her breasts felt familiar, a routine of secret sex that I thought was mine alone, but now she was fucking my wife too.

She sucked me in the first time we fooled around. She did all the dirty things I liked, things my wife didn't do. The first time we fucked, she let me fuck her ass and after sucking my cock, she let me cum in her mouth and swallowed my cum. She found out what I liked and used it against me. She was licking my ass and I liked it, I liked it even more when she started pushing her fingers into my ass.

The next time we fucked a couple days later, she sat on my face and once I gave her an orgasm with my tongue, she had me on my knees as she started pushing her lubed fingers into my ass making me moan. I nearly lost my mind when she pushed her vibrator into my lubed asshole and turned it on high. The vibrations and the pressure against my prostate had me cumming quickly. The orgasm was intense, making my whole body quiver. and I shot my cum all over my stomach and chest.

She told me that she loved the way I licked her pussy but she loved fucking my asshole even more. She told me to use an enema before I came over the next time. I did as she instructed and while I licked her pussy in a 69, with her on top, she pulled my legs back and started lubing up my ass. She was stretching my ass with her fingers. Once I made her cum she got off the bed and pulled out a strapon harness and a big dildo. Looking back, it wasn't huge. It was maybe an inch longer than my dick and a little thicker.

She stepped into the loops and pulled the harness up her thighs. She tightened it around her waist and got back on the bed on her knees. She picked my legs up and pushed my knees toward my chest. She slowly pushed the dildo into my ass, making me moan loudly. She really started pounding me after she buried the whole thing in my ass. She started calling me a slut and a bunch of other names. Everything she did excited me more than the plain ordinary missionary sex with my wife.

She pounded my ass and after she made me cum all over myself again, she wiped the cum up with her fingers and pushed them into my mouth, making me suck them clean. When she finally pulled her strapon out of my ass, she crawled up my body, straddling my chest, pinning my arms to the mattress with her legs. She picked my head up by my hair and pushed the dildo into my mouth. She was face fucking me pretty good, I could see the evil smile on her face through the tears as she called me her cocksucker. When she finally pulled out of my mouth and got off of me, I was hard again. I liked having this much younger girl dominating me. I knew I was hooked.

She didn't let me fuck her any more, just lick her pussy. I guess that's what made it ok. She was doing somthing my wife didn't do. Every time we met up, it was pretty much the same thing, but after a few more times the dildo she was fucking me with got bigger. She was stretching my asshole with her big strapon and I loved it. I couldn't get the big dildo into my mouth as easily so she made me suck the smaller one while she fucked me with the bigger one.

She made me deep throat a dildo attached to the headboard with a suction cup, while she had me on my hands and knees pounding my ass. She said I looked good filled with cock at both ends.She could say anything she wanted as lomg as she kept pounding my ass.

So back to today, after I made her cum, she put on the strapon harness and laid down on her back. She told me to get on top and ride her cock. I straddled her and put my asshole against the tip of her lubed dildo and slowly lowered my ass onto it. In no time, all nine inches were buried in my hole, making me moan as I fucked myself with her rubber cock. I was pounding my ass faster and faster untill I came all over her tits and stomach. I lifted myself off the dildo and licked my cum off her body, making her smile.

I was tempted to say somthing about her fucking my wife but I didnt want to make her mad, scared that she would tell my wife that she was fucking me. As I was getting dressed she asked if somthing was wrong. I lied and said everything was fine and I would see her soon.

I left and got ready for work, planning to go in early and leave early, hoping to see them fucking again. I got home 2 hours before I usually got ther. I parked down the street and snuck into the house. The bedroom door was closed but when I got close I heard soft moans coming from inside. I snuck out of the house and walked around to the backyard. The bedroom window was cracked open and I could peer in through the gap between the bottom of the blind and the windowsill.

They were in a 69, licking each other, Emily was on top, grinding her pussy on our girlfriend's face. I watched, my dick was rock hard in my pants. They both came at nearly the same time. Once the both caught their breath, my wife squatted down over Amanda's face and she pushed her tongue against Emily's wrinkled asshole. My wife moaned loudly, obviously enjoying the feeling of this woman's tongue grinding against her asshole. "Yea, eat my fuckin asshole, bitch!" my wife demanded loudly.

I was in shock. I tried to lick her asshole before and she said that was dirty and she didnt like it. She was obviously enjoying Amanda doing it now. "That's it, tongue fuck my asshole," she moaned. I could see Amanda's tongue spearing into Emily's asshole. "Fuck, that feels sooo good." After a few more minutes of getting her asshole licked, moaning loudly the whole time, Emily got down on her knees beside Amanda. "I've been stretching my asshole to get me ready," Emily said softly as she kissed Amanda's tits, licking and sucking her pierced nipples. "I want you to fuck my ass."

"Really?!" Amanda asked, obviously excited by the idea. "What would your husband say if he knew you were giving your ass up to me, when he has never gotten to fuck it?"

"I dont care," Emily said to her in between kisses, "he doesn't make me cum like you do." Amanda sat up with a big smile on her face. "Don't get me wrong, his cock is ok, but he doesn't stretch my pussy like you do with that big strapon. I wanna feel that stretch in my asshole too, baby"

Hearing those words hurt more than anything else ever did. I wanted to crawl away and cry but the twisted submissive part of me wanted to see my girlfriend fuck my wife's asshole.

I watched as Amanda pulled on a pair of tight black latex gloves, the latex snapping against her forearms as she pulled them up to her elbows. She got the strapon harness out of the bag and stepped into it, pulling it up over her ass before pulling the straps tight. She made my wife kneel on the edge of the bed, her ass hanging over the side, and her face pressed down against the mattress.

Amanda squirted some of the thick lubricant on her fingers and started working them into Emily's asshole. She worked 2 fingers inside and was spreading them apart, stretching my wife's hole. She squirted more lube inside and started working in a third finger. My wife was moaning loudly as she rubbed her clit. Amanda slapped her hand away, "No, you dont get to cum till I bury this fat cock in your ass," Amanda said with an evil smile.

"Yes Mistress," my wife said with a smile. After getting two fingers from each hand in Emily's ass and spreading her open wide, Amanda finally started pushing the dildo, dripping with lube, into my wife's ass. Emily was moaning and crying out as the fat rubber cock slowly stretched her hole.

Once Amanda worked the long thick dildo all the way into Emily's ass she slowly pulled it all the way out, then added more lube before pushing it back in again. She didn't stop till the whole thing was buried in my wife's ass. Then she started to slowly fuck the stretched hole with long, slow strokes. Emily was moaning, seemingly enjoying it despite the tears running down her cheeks.

Every few strokes she picked up the pace a little more, till she was fucking my wife's ass as fast and as hard as she fucked mine earlier today. My wife took the pounding even better than I did. Amanda gave Emily a big vibrator to push against her clit. She quickly turned it on and pressed the vibrating head against her pussy and her moans quickly intensified into screams as she came, her whole body shaking.

Emily dropped the vibrator onto the mattress as she shook from her orgasm. Amanda continued pounding the strapon into her ass. Amanda leaned over and picked up the vibrator, She pushed the fat head of the vibrator into my wife's dripping pussy, making her scream. She turned it up to high and left in buried in Emily's cunt as she pounded my wife till she quickly had another orgasm.

Finally Amanda pulled the dildo out and let go of my wifes hips. She flopped forward, the vibrator buried in her pussy still doing its job as she had another orgasm. Then Amanda finally turned it off and pulled it out. Emily only moaned softly as Amanda laughed.

Through the narrow gap of the blinds, I watched Amanda roll Emily onto her back. My wife lay limp, her legs dangling off the side of the bed, spread wide as she breathed deeply, clearly enjoying the afterglow of her orgasms. She let out soft moans that drifted through the cracked window.

​Amanda didn't give her a moment to recover. She grabbed the bottle of lubricant, squirting some onto her palm and spread it over her hand. I watched, hidden in the shadows, as Amanda began to work her fingers into Emily's soaking wet pussy. She moved with a focused pressure, stretching the opening wider and wider. Emily's moans turned into sharp gasps of anticipation as her back arched off the bed.

​With a firm thrust, Amanda's hand popped past the tight entrance, burying her fist deep inside my wife. Emily's head thrashed against the mattress, her eyes rolling back in pure, distorted pleasure as she was filled completely. Seeing the neighbor fisting my wife--stretching her in ways I never had--sent a surge through me so intense I gripped the windowsill, ready to come right there in the bushes.

Amanda's hand was buried in Emily's soaking wet pussy. Her fist moved in tight circles, stretching the walls of Emily's pussy. With every rotation, Amanda leaned her weight forward, forcing her hand even deeper.

​Emily's head thrashed wildly against the mattress. She tried to stammer out a plea for a moment of breath, but Amanda ignored her completely. With her free hand, Amanda snatched up the vibrator and pressed the head directly against Emily's exposed clit. The combination of the fisting and the high-speed vibrations sent Emily into another violent climax. Her hips bucked uncontrollably against the bed, but Amanda didn't let up--she continued to fist fuck my wife's stretched pussy while the vibrator forced Emily to another intense climax, as she moaned loud and uncontrollably.

I watched Amanda stand over my wife's trembling body, her expression cooling into a sharp, clinical detachment. She pulled her hand from Emily's stretched cunt as she shut off the vibrator, dropping it on the bed. With a deliberate snap, she peeled the latex gloves from her hands--the wet material sucking against her skin--and tossed the crumpled, latex onto Emily's heaving chest.

My wife lay there, lost in the fading tremors of an agonizingly deep orgasm, oblivious to what was happening.

Amanda didn't offer a word of comfort. Instead, she reached for her phone on the nightstand, the screen's blue light casting a glow over her features as she began to type. A moment later, my phone vibrated in my pocket, the buzz sounded loud in the quiet night. Amanda's head turned toward the window but I had already ducked down.

I retreated from the window, the image of Emily's trembling body fresh in my mind as I ran down the side of the house toward the street. I reached the sidewalk and as I walked toward my car, I pulled my phone out and found a message from Amanda.

​"Text your wife you're working late," the message read, her words sharp. "Then get over here. I'm fuckin horny."

​A surge of adrenaline hit me, a mix of betrayal and absolute, submissive hunger. Without a second of hesitation, I pulled up the thread with Emily and typed out the lie, telling her the computer issues at the plant were worse than expected and I'd be stuck for hours. I hit send, watching the confirmation bubble pop up, I went and sat in my car down the street, waiting for the time I usually got home.

I walked down the street and cut back through the shadows on the side of my house, my heart hammering against my ribs. I paused one last time at our bedroom window, peering through the small gap in the blinds. The room was dark and quiet, I could hear the gentle sound of Emily's snoring as she slept off the exhaustion.

​Turning away, I moved toward Amanda's property, the grass damp beneath my feet. I reached her back patio and gave a soft tap on the glass before sliding the door open. The kitchen was pretty dim, but I could make out Amanda, leaning against the counter, naked, with a predatory smile on her face.

She didn't say a word as I stepped inside, the sliding door clicking shut behind me. "Follow me," she finally whispered as she walked towards the bedroom, her naked ass shaking with every step.

​I couldn't tell her I'd been standing in the bushes watching her fist my wife and I was jealous because I wanted her to fist me. The submissive thrill of the secret hung over my head. I followed her into the bedroom--the same room where, only hours ago, she had been fucking my ass, and now I was back for more.

​"Strip," she said as she went into the bag I'd seen in my bedroom, holding the strapon and the vibrator, just a little while earlier. I watched her silhouette in the dim light as she took out the strapon harness, the dildo still glistening with wet lube, fresh from my wife's ass. I stripped quickly as she strapped on the big dildo. Looking through the window, I thought the dildo she had fucked Emily's ass with was the same one i took earlier, but seeing it now, I realized it was longer and thicker.

​"Bend over the end of the bed. Face down, feet wide apart," she commanded. As I pressed my face into her mattress, I heard her pulling on latex gloves, the material snapping against her wrist. Amanda didn't waste time with a gentle warm-up. She used the same thick lubricant I'd seen her work into Emily's backside. She coated the dildo with a thick layer, then wiped off what was left on her fingers across my hole. When she pushed into me, the stretch was more intense than anything I'd felt before.

​"You're tense tonight," Amanda said softly, as she leaned her weight over me. She gripped my hair, pulling my head back, twisting it to the side, so I had to look at her. "Is something on your mind, or do I just need to fuck you harder until you forget how to think?"

​I let out a loud moan, as she let go of my hair, my forehead dropping back to the mattress. Knowing that very same dildo had been inside Emily's asshole just a little ago, added a layer of psychological intensity that made the experience even kinkier.

​"Answer me," Amanda ordered, her voice demanding. She increased the pace, her hips slamming against my ass. "You're distracted. Do I need to remind you who owns your ass?"

She didn't wait for an answer. She reached into the bag, then I heard the high-pitched hum of the vibrator--the same one she'd used to push Emily over the edge. She must have wedged it between the base of the dildo and her pussy because I heard her moan loudly and at the same time I felt the thick silicone cock stretching my asshole start vibrating against my prostate as she kept slamming it into me.