Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Neighbors Cock 5

I slowly walked back into the living room, trying to shed the expression of arousal from my face. Anna was waiting for me.

"Who was that?"

I acted nonchalantly, "Bob, he needs your help with a casserole."

Her face flushed red almost immediately. I was sure, she too, suspected an ulterior motive. "What ... right now?"

I nodded, "Yeah. He needs it for a party hes going to tomorrow, said hes butchering it - needs a woman's touch." I tried acting cool, as if the request was completely of the norm.

I suddenly realized that she was already dressed for bed, wearing a sheer nightie that her tits loved to bounce around in. It wasn't exactly erotic lingerie, but it wasn't something you'd wear anywhere other than in your own home. The look on her face was one of excitement, confusion. "I- I guess I can help. I'll change real quick."

"No." I said, "You'll only be a minute." I gave her a knowing look.

She stood, blushing. "I- I don't know Tim. This isn't appropriate", pointing to her outfit.

"Really? That's the most clothes you've worn around him since we moved in." I said it jokingly, but my dick was stirring at the thought of her going over in her silken fabric.

She smiled, "Alright babe. If you say so.", she slowly walked to the rear, and opened the door in a teasing fashion, giving me one last look as she headed outside - a naughty grin on her face. "Gonna go help with a casserole." she said it almost as if she knew that wasn't all that was waiting for her at Bob's house.

I loved this woman. I watched in slow motion as she strode across the yard, approaching his house.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw Bob, he opened the rear door, shirtless and full of presence. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, it seemed.

They smiled at each other, Anna blushed, and he put his arm around her waist, ushering her inside. Suddenly, she was out of my sight.

I scrambled for a view into his kitchen, but the blinds were closed. The light from inside was barely bleeding through the edges of the window.

My heart suddenly began to beat faster, but I forced myself to take a seat on the couch, and wait. Ten minutes passed, then twenty. All the television in the world couldn't make my mind shift gears. In a moment of fear I ran upstairs to get a terrified look into his bedroom, darkness, curtains open. I guess they were actually in the kitchen.

Another ten minutes passed, and I began pacing around the living room. After nearly 45 minutes had passed my mind got the best of me. I headed out the back door, slowly walking through the yard - trying to get a look into his kitchen. The light was on and it looked like there were some pots on the stove, but there was no sign of Bob or my wife.

his living room window. There was a fortuitous

me faint from arousal. Bob and Anna were sitting on his couch. The first thing I noticed was that my wife's nightie was pulled down to her waist - her beautiful big tits exposed. Bobs massive mitts were pawing them, massaging them, pinching her nipples. I could make out my wife's faint moans through the glass as she titled her head back in pleasure. In a horror I realized that Bobs shorts were around his ankles, and his massive cock was exposed and towering upwards, impossibly big. I nearly collapsed when I saw Anna's delicate hand was wrapped around it. She was pumping him, her fingers slowly massaging up and down his impressive shaft. His hefty scrotum jostling up and down with her strokes. Her small fingers had no way of encircling all the way around his

as a torrent of his cum unloaded from his engorged head. Rope after rope of thick

clearly delirious in delight, groaning as he came from my wife's touch. I ducked back behind the wall, listening, stunned. My wife spoke, sultrily and aroused, "Wow Bob, you cum

was fucking great." He laughed. "Can't tell you how badly I've wanted us to do something like that. You have

"Tim gets a kick out of you being a naughty girl,

diving onto the couch in our

the sliding door open slowly, and I saw my disheveled wife walk into the room. Her hair was a mess, and her breathing heavy. The nightie was ruffled, and her face and

never been so attracted to her. I stood, saying nothing. I grabbed her by the arm and threw her down on the

buried myself in her sex with an unbelievable urgency. I had never felt her so soaked, she

damn it Anna. I fucking love it when you act like a slut." I slapped her

Tim! Oh

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playing with his big cock, you dirty little slut?" I

was overcome with shame, confused by my knowledge, but her pussy was gushing with her wetness. She was as horny as I

to buck hard, her pussy contracting violently, she screamed into the fabric

my own eruption, and I spewed my seed

rolled off of each

caught my breath, I looked at her, "Tell me what happened. Tell me

his kitchen, mostly." She was stuttering as she spoke, "H-He, was brushing against me a lot in the kitchen,

baby, I want to hear. Tell

It kinda got me kinda hot, and

couldn't believe it.

that he loves my tits, and that he

with the food I covered the lid and set it to stew for a few minutes. I turned but before I could try to leave he pulled me into the living room sat me down on

with my boobs, and I just sat there, frozen.

getting hard again - hanging on every

blush was deep, her eyes avoiding mine, "He