My parent’s Neighbor’s Wife

I’m Jason, and I would describe myself as a 6’2 white male, an athletic build with tattoos. When I was 21, I had moved back in with my parents while on break from college and while I looked for an apartment. I became close with their neighbors, Ashley and Ted, a white couple in their 30s. Tedd was just a bit shorter than me, skinny but fit with salt and pepper hair and a friendly personality. Ashley was..jaw droppingly sexy. About 5’6, shoulder length brown hair, pouty lips, fit with a great set of fake c cup breasts She would routinely brag about, a round tight ass and a Tennessee accent that drove me wild. Although I was insanely attracted to her I remained respectful because she was married. The more I hung out with the two of them and some other people on the block at parties or just hanging after work the more comfortable we became with each other until eventually I was staying there if I drank to much, or just stopping by without notice or one of us calling the other to go to a bar or event. One day at about 7 pm I was bored and I walked over and knocked on the door. Ashley answered and upon seeing it was me smiled and hugged me, welcoming me in as she had done so many times before. Ashley had obviously gotten off work and changed just to be comfortable. She was barefoot and wearing a short pair of running shorts, a comfortable white t shirt that was only tight around her breasts and had her hair up in a pony tail. I still bit my lip, trying to remain casual as the back of my mind imagined The feeling of her tits in my hand and the feeling of her lips against mine. I followed her through her entryway and into the adjoining kitchen where she opened the fridge and handed me a beer, an action that had become almost as routine as brushing your teeth. She asked how my day had gone and we exchanged other pleasantries until we made our way to the living room, sitting on the couch where she had obviously been watching her favorite show, duck dynasty. She muted the tv and we continued our conversation, her thick Tennessee accent just as cute as ever. I asked where ted was and when he’d be getting home and stated maybe we could invite some other ppl over for one of our impromptu parties. Ted was a nurse at the local hospital and Ashley said that he had gotten called in and would be working all night so she was just gonna have a night in with her wine and tv. I joked that “he better be getting overtime!” And she laughed, stating “he better, he’s still paying off these!” Gesturing to her breasts. Gazing wantingly at them I said, “you know, I’ve never dated a girl that had fake breasts, does he like them?” “He’s never complained”, she replied grinning. Thinking to myself that maybe I could maneuver the conversation to get a peek I continued my Oscar winning ignorance act. “Well you can’t see any scars or anything?” Her face formed an expression as if I was crazy and said, “absolutely not! They hide the scars”. I took a sip of my beer and shook my head, “I don’t know Ashley, I find it hard to believe. I guess until I see a pair I’ll have to just disagree”. Determined to prove me wrong, perhaps emboldened by the bottle and a half of wine she had consumed, she said, “ ok hold on and removed her shirt. My heart began to quicken as she slipped her shirt off. She had a purple bra with black decorative lacing that supported her tits in a way that pushed them up and in to afford a better presentation of her cleavage. She looked at me and with a serious expression stated, “ now if you ever tell ted I will kill you, you have to swear to me!” At this point I would have said anything in order to keep her undressing. She undid the front hook of her bra and while holding the bra over her right breast, she let the left side of her bra fall to the side and, while she quickly cupped and hid her nipple, I luckily caught a glance. It was perfect. Perfectly round with the right amount of bounce and if my eyes hadn’t failed me, a quarter sized, flesh colored nipple that made me salivate. She lifted her breast and pointed with her finger to a small, almost unnoticeable scar underneath her breast and proudly said, “see! You would never notice it if I didn’t show you!” I grinned and admitted defeat, stating she was right. “But..” I continued, “ it’s either silicone or saline right? It can’t feel the same as a real breast”. A few seconds of silence that felt like hours passed and she said, “ well if you swear, and I mean SWEAR you’ll never tell...” I excitedly cut her off and said, “I swear! I swear!” A few more seconds passed and I could tell she was still calculating the risk in her tipsy mind. She scooted closer to me and, with only a slight hesitation, dropped her left breast, revealing it in it’s entirety as it bounced. “A quick feel and again, you tell NOONE!” I extended my hand and just as I had imagined thousands of times before, grabbed her tit and massaged it. Her skin was warm and soft as silk. Her breast was everything I had thought it might be. I noticed that, for a split second, Ashley closed her eyes and bit her lip, letting out the beginning of a sigh before she realized and stopped. At this point I was willing to push the boundary. As I massaged I used my thumb to circle her nipple, feeling it harden beneath my thumb. “And you can feel everything still?” I asked with a half grin I tried to suppress. With slight increased work of breathing she nodded her head. “ well I have to agree with you this...this feels amazing. You .. feel amazing. “
I felt my self become engorged and tried to reposition myself. Ashley looked and said, “Obviously you agree they feel normal”. Willing to push the envelope even more I grabbed her hand and with little resistance from Ashley I guided it onto my bulge. I grinned as it jumped from her touch and said, “you let me feel yours so, it’s only fair”. At first her hand remained motionless, but then I felt her squeeze slightly. I leaned over, running my fingers through her hair and holding the back of her head. I kissed Ashley, pressing my lips to hers and they were every bit as soft and delicious as I had dreamed. I slid my tongue across her lips and her lips parted. We kissed and I bit her bottom lip. Her right hand had still been holding her bra up over her right breast and I felt as she dropped it. I pulled her bra down and threw it on the floor. I gripped her right breast and massaged it as I ran my tongue up the side of her neck. I found her earlobe and sucked and bit it. A slight moan escaped her lips and I felt her chest rise and fall faster and faster. I moved back to her lips and kissed her, this time deeper and with more passion, Her hands gripping the sides of my face. I traced my fingertips from the middle of her chest, down her abdomen, down her stomach and to the waistband of her shorts. I began to slide my fingers under her waist band when she stopped me. She pulled her face from mine and, trying to catch her breath she said, “ promise me, no one will ever know about this. Ted can NOT find out...please”.
Gazing into her eyes I said, “no one will ever know.” With those words she released my hand and I slid my fingers down. She was smooth as glass and as I reached her pussy she spread her legs apart. I ran a finger up and down her slit, teasing her. I kissed and bit her neck as my fingers found her clit and rubbed in a circular motion. I fell forward into her, pushing her onto her back onto the couch. I let my tongue slide in and out of her ear as I slowly thrust a finger inside her cunt. It was wet and warm. She put her thumb in her mouth and bit, as if trying to keep herself from moaning. With this reaction I slid a second finger in and thrust them in and out, faster and faster. My thumb rubbing her clit as I curled a finger up inside her so as to graze her g spot. She dug her nails in to my back and arched her back slightly. Closing her eyes her head tilted back and moaned. I ran my tongue down her neck, down to her chest. With my free hand I grabbed her breast and licked her nipple. I sucked and flicked her nipple with my tongue, continuing to finger her now dripping cunt. I bit her nipple slightly and then blew cold air onto it. “Oh my god” she cried as I slid my tongue down her stomach, dancing it inside her belly button. I slid off the couch and onto my knees. I grabbed her shorts and as I slid them off I drug my nails down her thighs. I threw them somewhere behind me as I watched her spread her legs for me. I grabbed her left leg and kissed up her calf, kissing her knee and slowly dragging my wet tongue up her inner thigh, biting gently as I reached the middle. She began to rub her own breast as she let a squeak out. As I looked up into her eyes I put both thighs on my shoulders and slid my hands under her ass. I lowered my lips to her clit and sucked on it. I licked up her slit and then used one hand to spread her swollen lips apart. I looked up and whispered, “I’ve been dying to taste you Ashley”. She watched as I pressed my lips against her pussy and began to eat her out as I rubbed her clit. My right hand under her ass to help dig my face deeper. Swirling my tongue inside her, thrusting it in and out of her vagina she wiggled and moaned. After about 5 minutes, Ashley stopped me and said, “ stand up, it’s my turn” smiling slyly. I stood up as she scooted forward onto the couch’s edge. I took my shirt off and felt her undo my jeans, pulling them down along with my boxers. My swollen 7” cock fell out already hard for her. She smiled and looked up into my eyes as she said, “ I guess I’m not the only one who shaves”. She gripped the base of my cock and licked slowly all the way up my shaft. Her tongue felt amazing as it slid across the skin all the way to the tip, her pillow soft lips kissing my head. The diamonds of her wedding ring sparkled in the light as she began to jerk the base of my cock. Back and forth. Back and forth. She made a cute pouty face and asked , “Is this my toy to play with?” I nodded and answered, “it’s all yours Ashley....all yours.” She parted her lips and guided my dick into her mouth and down her throat, sliding it along her tongue, her mouth warm and wet. Her head began to work up and down my cock and she sucked slightly, speeding up with every bob. Slurping noises escaped and I placed my hand on her head, only to hold it at first, but as time passed I felt myself thrust into her mouth. I placed my other hand on her head, gripping her hair. Before I knew it I was holding her head stationary as I fucked her beautiful mouth. I thrusted deep into her and deepthroated her, impressed with the lack of gag reflex. She moaned which vibrated my cock in her throat and drove me crazy. As I pulled my cock out of her mouth she inhaled and breathed heavy. She gazed up and, in three to four word sentences that she managed to get out between breaths, she said, “I want you to fuck me. Ever since we met I’ve wanted it.” I smiled and responded, saying, “since I first saw you, all I’ve dreamt about was fucking you Ashley.” I bent down and picked her up and turned her around. I bent Ashley over the arm of the couch and pushed her legs apart, slightly further than shoulder width. I licked my fingers and drug them up her slit. I pressed my member deep inside her pussy, filling her. I began to thrust. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper. I spanked her perfect ass and gripped her hips, pulling them back as I thrusted, bottoming out her vagina. She moaned and cried out, “ah fuuuucccck yes! Yes yes yes! Fuck me like that!” With this encouragement I grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her, holding her up by them as I slammed my cock deep into her time and time again, watching her tits bounce back and forth with each thrust. I let her go and made her stand up. I took her over to the wall next to her sliding glass door that led out to the backyard. Facing her to the wall I pushed her face and chest against the wall and pulled her ass out. I slid myself back inside her swollen cunt and put my hand on the back of her neck, holding her to the wall. She put her palms flat against the wall and grunted and moaned as I fucked her. Spanking her I left red marks. As I pounded her from behind, I looked along the wall I was pressing her against. Pictures of her and her husband rattled from the force. Seeing her husband in the pictures reminded me that I was fucking a married woman, which just aroused me more. I pulled out and spun her around, picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. I turned and pressed her back and ass against the sliding glass door. I reached down, my shaft finding her pussy once more and sliding in, fitting like it was almost made specifically for my cock. Our bodies were drenched in sweat easing the friction of our skin sliding against one another. As I held Ashley under her ass and around her back, thrusting up into her I felt her drag her nails down my moist back. Her pussy was drenched and I began to lose my grip from the sweat. I put her down and she took my hand, guiding me to the couch. She pushed me down and as I lied on the couch she crawled on top of me, straddling me. She put me inside once again and put her hands on my chest. She rotated her hips, grinding on my cock with her tight wet cunt. She slid up and down fucking me better than any girl I had ever been with. Fucking me like it was the first cock she had in years. Her tits bouncing as she slammed down. I grabbed her hips and told her I was close and asked her where she wanted me to cum. She smiled and asked me where I wanted to. Eagerly I said her tits and she climbed off and dropped to her knees. As I stood I gripped my own cock, feeling the slimy substance that let me know she had obviously cum. I began to jerk off and as I looked down I saw that beautiful face and changed my mind. I grabbed her head and as my cock began to fill with elation, I warned her to shut her eyes. Just as she closed her eyes my load exploded onto her face, chin and neck. I moaned and felt my upper body jerk as I coated her lips with the last of my semen. I finished and stood there trying to catch my breath. Ashley opened her eyes and sat back on the couch. Finding her shirt, she used it to wipe her face off. I sat next to her, my heart still pounding. She kissed my shoulder and I looked at her. Her naked body, the body I had finally taken after what seemed like a lifetime of fantasies, glistening with sweat. I whispered, “So when is the next time Ted works?”