My Neighbor - Part 3

I hope you’ll enjoy the third installment. In the beginning of December I’ll post a poll for what to focus on next. Either that being this series or another.

*

When I learned of what Louise had done, I wasn't really all that pissed. I'm kind of a mellow guy anyway, but what irked me the most was that it wasn't recorded... that I didn't get to watch it! The thought of my wife succumbing to Tony's young ‘charm’ was too erotic. I just wished I could see it, or be present. Her doing it behind my back was sorta hot too… I guess I’m sorta depraved like that. She described the entire encounter to me as I listened, intrigued, finding her lust arousing as she rode me to completion.

There was no doubt Tony knew how to treat a girl and that Louise loved the way the big cock stretched her, the size- no doubt beyond compare…

“So you're not mad?” Louise had asked, as she sat me down at the kitchen table... the same where Tony had lapped away at her so many times.

“I don't think I am,” I had answered truthfully.

I tried to imagine what it would have been like for them in the school shower, and later in the car. I tried to picture her glistening pussy lips, the outline of the throbbing veins on his gigantic prick, the way he licked and caressed my darling wife. How much better was it so that my dutiful wife chose infidelity not once, but twice? She willingly cheated, and despite the rules, and the idea made my own loins burn up in need. She was being a wanton slut, something that was so far from her prideful character.

Of all the rules broken, the rule about it being recorded was the only one I truly hoped she would abide by. I knew deep down I wanted her to break both the other rules again and again, but I wanted to watch. It was a burning desire and it certainly was something I couldn't admit out loud and certainly not to Louise!

“I don't really like admitting it, but he makes it kinda hard to resist,” Louise had stated, averting her gaze. “He's so much different from what you think he'd be. His thrusts are so deliberate and so skillfully measured and confident. It makes me so–” she said, unable to finish her sentence. She cleared her throat.

“Like just that one shower," she rambled on, "I have no idea why I was so... receptive of his touch! I didn't have it in mind to cheat at all and... suddenly it was already happening. I'm sorry, but his lips and his hands were so–”

Louise stopped again. Her hands began fidgeting. The guilt was real, visible, and dripping from her words. I had to make sure it was alright. I knew it was selfish, but I wanted to watch it happen myself, to see my wife being plowed like a wanton slut by his giant teenage cock. And for what Louise was describing, Tony sounded like a sexual artist... no, that's not the right word. There was more to his talent than just sex, it was raw animalistic, wild- sex, the sort of sex only seen in porn!

“Tony kissed you?” I probed. “Tell me.”

“Yes, well,” Louise blushed and shrugged, “it was more intense and... amazing.”

“You kiss him back?” I asked.

“A lot, actually. And... our tongues too,” she whispered in reply, not meeting my eyes.

She was telling me everything, how it was just intense, amazing sex, that Tony's natural abilities and stamina far outweighed mine and yet it was also just physical pleasure without any emotional attachment or love. Louise swore he was nothing to her. I knew I had to talk her into another meeting with Tony, this time including the recorder. I should’ve been more pissed, I know it. Instead this weird sensation of arousal, guilt, and humiliation of my own wife getting pleasured so much better by another man, our young neighbor from across the street no less.

“Sounds like Tony has a fan,” I teased, but my voice gave me away. My heart was thudding with anxiety and excitement at the same time. Louise held sex so dearly, and now she had shared it with someone other than me…

“Oh hush,” Louise said, but with a smile just lingering under the surface.

“So what was the thing he said again?” I had asked, which soon landed us both in bed.

Tony had tried to make Louise go behind my back despite his preaching for honesty. Louise thought it as dirty talk, but who knew what that guy had as intentions. I was certain he didn't care to steal her away or anything, but rather have Louise at his disposal no matter what my predilections were.

“Yeah,” Louise admitted as I laid on top of her, enjoying my wife's velvet folds, “he said something like... 'I'll fuck you whenever I want.'” Her imitation of Tony was less than flattering, lets say.

"You want that?" I dared to ask, excited at the idea of my lovely, intelligent wife being taken against her will, during dubious consent… Thrust into a willing participant by the magnificent skill of Tony. Or for Louise to steal away to fuck him while I was away at work travel, or some other reason why I might be away for just enough time for a quickie if nothing else.

“Maybe…” she purred, urging me to move my own hips harder. Her admittance sent shockwaves through me as guilt and jealousy drove me harder into my wife.

“And, ah, and you wanted him to knock you up?” I asked, going a bit faster.

“Johnny, it was j-just talk,” Louise purred. “I was just stroking his ego. But it worked. He shot so much cum inside me.”

“Yeah?” I panted.

“Yeah, baby.” she breathed. “So much. So thick it clung to me.”

My breathing was becoming quicker as my mind conjured the vision of Louise sprawled underneath him in her car, in a damn near public parking lot. It didn't take me long to cum deep inside her myself, unable to resist her words and her description. She was more turned on by her cheating on me than I could have ever hoped for, and so I told her how we needed Tony again and more. With the promise of more, we both fell into a deep slumber.

*

We spent the week at each other's jobs, staying busy. I had wondered if Tony would try anything more as the week progressed, but it seemed like he respected the 'once a week' rule. In some ways, I was a bit disappointed, and I could tell Louise was as well. Louise still felt very guilty about having had sex with the teen, and no doubt I egging her on did not help. She even suggested we waited the whole week until anything more happened. And again, Tony surprised me by being agreeable. Normally you heard how these hounds were relentless and viscous. Perhaps he was simply drained. By my wife.

“I kinda think we should stick to handjobs... reinforce the rules,” Louise suggested Friday night. She had scheduled another lesson with Tony after school on Tuesday, but she was having second thoughts it seemed, wanting to reestablish the control we had lost. “I don’t think I want to… have sex… with Tony again.”

“What?” I asked, not believing her. “You're joking,” I hoped. “If I sent you over there right now, you really think you'd only jerk him off?”

“Yeah?” Louise answered unconvincingly.

I gave her a wry smirk. “Then do it,” I said. “I give you a hall pass to prove me wrong. You haven’t done any ‘tutoring’ this week anyway.”

"John!" Louise exclaimed, taken aback. "I can't do that. It's against the rules. And we were having this week off, remember?"

"That's the point of a hall pass," I chuckled, excited to see her relent. "Besides, you'd just be jerking him off, right? That’s well within the rules, even if it is a hall pass."

Louise didn't respond right away. She closed her eyes, trying not to be tempted by the challenge. It was as though she was afraid, afraid that she would succumb and more, prove me right in doing so.

"Don't... don't tempt fate," she said finally. "Tony knows how to bend a girl to his will, honey." She then cringed at her choice of words.

"Which is?" I asked with a wide, hopeful smile.

She glanced at me, then out into space. A smile grew slowly on her lips and her hand drifted to my thigh. I knew I had her then.

"Just remember to record," I said.

"Hey, I didn't say I'm going over," Louise shot back, gently punching me with her other hand. "Remember, he got inside me last week, despite the rules. Twice, even. It's... hard to resist him."

"You said as much earlier," I reminded.

"Yeah, he just feels amazing and does things that–" Louise began before correcting herself. "Never mind."

"That I can't do?" I said, finishing her sentence. Louise's silence spoke volumes, and it was good for us both to talk openly about all of this, even if it stung. I guess this whole fetish wasn’t for the faintest of egos, because I felt even my own mellow one burn at her admittance.

She took a breath, steadying her nerves. Then her eyes flashed in my direction, a devious expression growing.

"Okay," she said, "I'll go. If nothing else, then to prove you wrong."

*

'im coming over,' Louise wrote, and soon after Tony met her once again at his house, and let her in through the back door. As it wasn’t conspicuous enough that John’s own wife snuck hurriedly across the street, looking up and down the street to make sure no one saw.

"What about your parents?" Louise whispered.

"Away, they usually are during the weekends," Tony reassured, ushering her to his bedroom.

Once they were through the door, Tony started feeling her up, eagerly ravaging her curvaceous yet trim body. At first, Louise didn't really react, not sure what to do. Then she started responding, kissing back with more hunger as his hands found their way to her soft, round ass. The ass she keeps in shape for her husband was getting mauled roughly by this young prick, and his fingers dug hungrily into the flesh hidden by her tight spandex pants. She hadn't worn underwear, and she could feel his fingers running up and down her cheeks and across her inner thighs. Louise spread them invitingly, inviting him to dive deeper.

But instead of shoving his fingers onto her clothed fabric, Tony pushed her down on the bed. His hands dipped into the waistband and rolled her pants up her long legs. She raised her hips as he tugged, letting the spandex roll along with her panties.

"I can't believe it's been a week already," Tony said, quickly pushing her white, silky, patterned top off, revealing her round, fat tits for his beady, yet hungry youthful eyes, and tossing it on top of her other clothes.

"Damn, your tits look fucking nice," he hissed.

Louise smiled as the eager young boy stared at her body as his hand groped and rubbed her left breast. His thick, erect member was tenting up in his sweats. He mushed her tits together, climbed on top of her, and started licking all over them.

'This is getting out of control,' Louise thought with a shudder. "C'mon, Tony," Louise whispered, pushing him back to get his attention. But instead of making him slow down, he just moved to licking and sucking her soft, creamy neck instead. "Tony. Oh shit," she whimpered, goosebumps rushing through her.

At some point Tony must've angled his sweats down, because suddenly Louise felt his swelled up cock press against her opening, threatening entry. Her slit, wet with arousal, parted for him as he started sliding into this lovely wife.

"Unnnng," Louise groaned, helplessly succumbing to his touch, her pussy aching in joyful anticipation.

Tony smirked, not stopping the rhythmic invasion, forcing Louise to admit her pleasure. She shut her eyes, reveling in the sensation. Louise moaned her satisfaction, wrapping her arms tightly around his shoulders and neck. Her husband could barely compete in length, width and technique, feeling Tony’s size stretch and touch places so severely under-stimulated brought her to new heights.

"I thought we were waiting till Tuesday," Tony hummed as he lowered himself and dove into her neck again.

His cock slid nearly completely in, and his movements became quick, fluid motions that allowed Tony to pull almost entirely out of her warm embrace before driving back deep inside.

"We were... ohhh," Louise groaned.

Tony drove forward. He was ready to stretch her, ruin her... ravish her... and all she had planned was a handjob. The absurdity made her smile as she ran her fingernails up and down his back, relishing the feel of her tight pussy getting stretched wide by this eager teenager.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?” Tony teased.

"Johnny dared me to come over here and just jerk you off," Louise admitted, smiling up at Tony's satisfied face with a light sheen of sweat.

"How did that go?" Tony asked cheekily.

"Shut up," Louise grinned, squeezing him with her walls.

"Fuuuu-uck," Tony groaned, shuffling his hips between her legs. "Nngg, you're really gonna let me knock you up someday, aren't you?"

"Hnnng, you keep that  up and, oh god, maybe I will," she gasped.

"Oh really? You like this big cock knocking up your womb?" Tony pressed.

“Oh fuck,” Louise hissed.

Louise was getting increasingly vocal, moans of delight sounding out throughout the empty house. Tony kept slamming into her. His eyes fixated on the beautiful teacher's exposed breasts, rolling and flopping back and forth each time his body hit hers. Her nails clawed his back as Tony grunted, feeling her walls tightening with each thrust. Her slickened insides massaging the engorged dick, preparing for the next load…

He felt the cum begin to boil over and surge to the end of his shaft. Tony's cock was throbbing madly within her until it began unloading his hot fluids. He kept pumping, squirting over and over, until his shaft slowed its pumping. His eyes closed in satisfaction. Louise felt her cunt ripple and pulsate with each spewing eruption. Her own juices flowed around the spewing shaft, coating his cock and dripping into a pool on the sheets under her.

Tony looked down at her face. Her pretty cheeks were tinted red and glistened with sweat. He pulled her head closer, pressing his forehead to hers, his hair hanging low and grazing her face as he buried his softening prick in her womb, wanting to delay leaving her silky depths. She still moaned, feeling the gentle pumping within her. Louise sighed and they kissed.

*

I smirked knowingly when my disheveled wife finally came through the door later that evening. She didn't even bother to hide the slight waddle she'd acquired from the fucking, making me snort a little laugh. Her response was to send a defiant glare, challenging me.

"We need to not fool around with hall passes," Louise muttered, with a slight chuckle.

"Did you record?"

"Not the first time..." Louise began, a crooked smile creasing her face as she met my eyes.

"How many times..." I asked, trailing off. Louise had been over there for two hours, and her disheveled look…

"How many..." she stalled. "Erm, three. Plus some foreplay here and there…"

"You slut!" I chided with a big grin. "Went for a hand job but got a three-peat instead!"

"It's your fault!" Louise declared. "Besides, how could you dare send me over there in the first place?!"

I was hard as stone hearing the news. Louise tried to pretend to be mad, but it wasn't hard to see she enjoyed the whole experience.

"So can we watch the videos together?" I asked, hoping to experience some of my wife's deviousness together.

"Oh yes, John. Just make sure to hit 'fast forward' past all the dumb and unnecessary things. Tony was trying so hard to get me to clean his cock or whatever, but hell if I'm ever taking his dirty thing into my mouth... especially after sex... It smelled of us for Christ's sake."

I patted the seat beside me on the couch for her to join me, but she hesitated.

"Here?" she asked, rendering me a bit confused.

"Yeah? You've done stuff with Tony here, so what's the big deal?"

"Nothing. You're right," Louise decided and plopped down beside me.

She took the phone from her bag, a seductive smile on her face. It was clear the experience had opened a door Louise hadn't really anticipated. Now my wife seemed to be warming up to the idea of being intimate with another person, even if it was pure sex.

"So before we watch this, we need to talk about the rules," Louise declared.

"Oh come on!" I pouted.

"No, listen. I want the rules. The rules were: you need to be able to watch, you need to be able to say no, no intercourse, and once a week. We've broken all of them more or less. I told Tony before I left that we needed to abide by the rules from now on, that this evening was an exception and not the new status quo. He can't just fuck me whenever he wants... and vice versa I guess," Louise said.

"Abide by the rules from now on? Including 'no intercourse'?" I asked. Louise blushed at that.

"Well... I kinda thought you didn't mind if we left that rule out from now on," she said, somewhat shyly.

Louise made a damn strong point. Not one I had anticipated from her, either. Not just the rule about sex, but in general. It was important to have some control over these things. Tony's effect on her had become so apparent. It was sex without consequences, and great sex at that. As a guy, I could relate. But her suggesting to snip that rule seemed so… it was just much more impactful.

"I think you have a point," I agreed. "It was something that was out of our control, but now that the heat of the moment is over, it makes sense."

Louise smiled her response, but I had a question.

"Just now, you didn't want to watch the video on the couch. And before, you let Tony do you from behind, something you never let me. Is this a theme I'm sensing? Does Tony get to do stuff that I don't? Like..." I trailed off, and my eyes shifted, staring intensely into hers.

"Well, yeah..." Louise replied. "Isn't that what you wanted though?"

I gulped, realizing she was right. It was part of it, for him to give her experiences I never could. I hadn’t thought that would mean ‘experiences I never would’, though perhaps not such an emphasis on ‘never’. Louise having experiences with Tony that should only be with me, then denying me the same liberties, was the perfect tease. Louise exploring her sexuality with Tony rather than me was an unbelievable thrill.

"I mean, yeah." I relented and admitted.

"Good," she purred. "Wanna watch me get fucked from behind?"

Fucked. Louise wasn't shy of cursing, but hearing her put it so bluntly, combined with my knowledge that she was going to willingly cheat and break our wedding vows for this kid... it sent a sharp heat right to my balls. I had never seen my wife like this and she was irresistible.

"I want everything."

She giggled at that. She looked amazing. She was absolutely radiant; sexy, confident, and free. Louise looked at me tenderly and lovingly, a sweet, promising look that only served to stir the building excitement and burning arousal.

There were three videos in total. One shorter, and two longer.

"We'll probably have to save the last one for a rainy day," she teased sensually in my ear, her hand trailing down onto my slack-covered bulge.

The first one showed Tony's point of view of Louise on her back, topless and with his massive cock between her giant soft breasts. She rubbed them up and down, looking up with desire and lust as his veiny appendage emerged and disappeared between her magnificent bosom. My own loins flared up as I was able to appreciate the sexual play at such close range and with Louise's large, firm orbs being groped and abused so well. Tony really knew how to push a woman's buttons, that was certain. It didn't take long before his semen erupted from its tip, splattering over my wife's chin, cheeks, and nose…

"He's so virile... he gets hard again so fast... perks of being a young stud, I guess," Louise muttered. I quickly shoved my pants down so she could get better access to my raging erection.

She was right when she said we'd probably save the last one, as I doubted I'd last all the way through the second video. The one Louise hinted that she got fucked from behind in. A view I never had.

Louise clicked the video and resumed stroking me.

The angle on the video showed Louise buck naked silhouette cascaded by the dimly lit room. Louise, hands against the wall and presenting her large round ass.

"Ohh that looks like an ass that's had some workouts," Tony said from behind the phone's lens.

"Less chatting and more pounding," Louise's voice called from the dark.

Tony placed the phone on what I guess was a dresser, facing the camera towards the back of my bent-over wife, her perfect figure illuminated perfectly by the nearby light, a tantalizing silhouette that invited and begged to be pounded. Tony's hulking frame stepped close and shoved himself roughly into her waiting slit.

"Oh... oh-oh!" Louise moaned, her hands suddenly clenching and gripping tighter against the wall, her hips twitching. "Harder. Fuck!" she begged.

I turned my eyes from the video screen towards the same body parts, seeing the same hips on the couch next to me that Tony was grasping on the video as he fucked my lovely wife. Louise noticed, her smile deepening. The sound of bodies slapping echoed from the device. Tony growled, grasping her tighter and pulling her to him as his hips rocked and pummeled my wife's magnificent ass. Louise's large ass was quivering with the impacts and bounced, the flesh wobbling back and forth hypnotically. Tony fucked her mercilessly, relentlessly, hammering her from behind, but with deliberate purpose. Louise started making a high-pitched sound. I had never seen her so receptive.

"Jesus, Lou, you really like that, huh?" I breathed. Tony was fucking her so roughly.

She merely nodded, as if embarrassed, turning her face to hide in the seat cushions. Tony grabbed and pulled her arms, pushing her back against him with a forceful thrust, burying his entire length deep inside her. Louise's walls trembled around him, squeezing his giant girth, wanting more. Tony eased most of his shaft out before plowing slowly, churning her insides with his cock, giving her a moment of relief. But it was temporary and she shuddered once again, clamping down and throbbing around the huge length.

"Unnnggh- Unnnng- Unnng," she let out with each long, hard thrust.

My eyes practically bulged as I witnessed my wife cum on another man's cock, knowing she was experiencing something I could never give her to such an extent.

"God! Harder! HARDER!" Louise cried, and just like that I came to the sounds of Tony fucking my wife better than I ever could.

"Jesus Christ!" the present Louise said, sounding somewhat disgusted as my cum trickled over her hand. "You could've said something! I'd gotten a towel!"

Louise rose up and headed off to the nearest bedroom to clean her hand.

*

Louise couldn't really concentrate the following day. A few times, she caught herself staring off into space, thinking of how nice Tony's long, thick cock felt when he was on top of her, pummeling her body. But she had to go the entire weekend, and then some, before she could have it again. In her mind, that was simply too long a time to wait to get off like she did last night.

But it wasn't just sex that had her brain distracted. The conversation with John had gotten Louise thinking of all sorts of dirty, taboo ideas. Johnny had admitted he liked it when she did things with Tony, such as exploring new things. Giving up some of her firsts for Tony, even. Like doggy, or a fucking her tits. She wasn't sure what that entailed, or what she could do with that information, but she stored it away in her mind.

Louise spent the rest of the weekend running track, lifting weights, and other physical activities to force her life back into normalcy, in addition to her school work. She decided she didn't want sex to dictate her life, so while she looked forward to tutoring Tony on Tuesday, she dedicated her time to her life's chores and commitments.

'What are we doing for the tutoring?' Tony texted her as she arrived at school on Monday. 'Or can we meet between classes? Need some help to get my balls drained before class so I can focus ;)'

'Stop it, Tony,' was all she replied, feeling a tingle of warmth and arousal run down her spine nonetheless. He was so brash, and him ignoring the rules, or pushing the boundaries, it certainly had a reaction from her.

'i was just kidding' he replied.

He had responded with some teasing 'Are you going to be wet on Tuesday' and 'Can't stop thinking about it' but eventually didn't push any further. She imagined Tony was probably too afraid to scare her off for the upcoming sessions, no matter how horny he was. But for the whole day, Louise felt increasingly needy herself, unable to resist fantasizing about their forthcoming session.

It was hard for her to understand how Tony having such a big dick had her so riled up... though some of his otherworldly skill probably had something to do with it. In addition to his prowess, he had been rather respectful overall. She supposed not every boy would have behaved so well and be so understanding, even if he teased her relentlessly about doing way more than the rules allowed her to.

Though Tony's skill in the bedroom and his charming demeanor were intoxicating, the only reason Louise would ever return to him would be for the thrill and pleasure it gave her husband. Johnny loved the humiliation of someone like Tony enjoying his wife, and her doing stuff with him she'd rarely, if ever, do with her husband. Like allowing another guy's cock between her tits. Or the way he made her orgasm like a slutty nympho just by fucking her in a position she wouldn't normally allow. And all that, combined with the non-committal, almost primal pleasure, made the whole experience such a tantalizing one. It certainly was a lifestyle Louise could learn to enjoy, if she didn’t already.

"Wait up, Mrs. B.," Tony called to her after school had finished as she was on her way to her car.

He strolled up to her with his bag and a confident smirk, eager to remind her that he was, despite his size, still a horny teen. His dick was already tenting up his shorts slightly. Or perhaps that was something only she imagined. She crossed her arms, unawarely giving Tony a prime show of her generous cleavage.

"What is it?" Louise asked, ignoring her sudden nervous excitement. She hoped he wouldn't put her in some awkward position out in the open like this.

Tony went to the same school as she worked at, so their bumping into each other was a given. But it didn't make it less awkward. Though no one was particularly close, there were still plenty of people around. The young man, a few inches taller, casually stood beside her and leaned against her car. She leaned back against the same vehicle to play it casual. Just some teacher talking to some pupil. Nothing suspicious about two young adults standing next to her vehicle talking to one another, she reassured herself, eyeing him suspiciously, forcing her eyes to his. She needed to distract herself from all of Tony's hidden potential. Louise licked her lips and cleared her throat.

"What did you want to talk about, Tony?" she repeated.

"So about tomorrow... just what should I expect? You know, for the tutoring" he said, trying to stall the conversation by the seams of it. He glanced over her with a mischievous glint in his eye. Louise's heart raced, unsure whether she should regret this situation or revel in it. "If you're here early, maybe we can just fu–"

"Not today," Louise said with an all too friendly smirk as she casually pushed herself off the car, trying to end the conversation. "And no more about doing stuff between classes."

Tony scoffed and started rubbing his bulge. She frowned, and as his smirk lingered, her gaze was drawn downward. Not merely because of what he was packing, but because he did it right here in the parking lot!

"H-hey!" she stammered, taking a step away. "That's hardly appropriate. Especially with students walking by," she hissed. Louise wanted nothing more than to reach over and grab him, squeeze that long, veiny piece of flesh she so enjoyed.

"Well, when else should I talk to you about it?" Tony chuckled, taking the step that she had, closing the distance between them.

Louise hated how flustered he made her feel at that moment. "You could've just texted like you usually do… but fine, hop in and I'll drive you home. We can talk about it on the way," she relented, trying to shut him up before anyone noticed, and hoping to keep the conversation to the actual tutoring. "Now knock it off," she finished.

Tony grinned his victory and eagerly entered the passenger side. Louise suppressed a groan and rolled her eyes before joining him in the car, pushing thoughts from her head and putting the vehicle in gear.

They talked about the tutoring and homework and stayed relatively cordial the rest of the ride, with only a few comments from the young man who couldn't hide his admiration for her tits and her ass.

"So do you ever teach in class? Like theory or whatever?" Tony asked.

"Pff, how much do you skip, Tony?" Louise laughed. "Yeah, sometimes. Usually, around football season so any day now. I even have my own classroom."

"You gonna tutor me on that stuff eventually?" he asked.

"If you think you have use for it," I replied. “I have booked the classroom a few times this semester for your actual tutorage, in fact.”

"Oh I'd love to have you in a classroom," Tony teased.

She glanced over, amused, wondering what he'd do with an opportunity such as that.

"Would you want a private lesson, Mr. James? Detention?" Louise teased back.

"Oh please, Mrs. Banks, I didn't mean to pass my paper to Jessie! Could you give me an oral exam? To test whether I deserve extra credit?" Tony grinned.

Louise laughed pulling up at her house. "Then I think you're in luck," she said, turning the car into her driveway and switching the engine off. "Jokes aside, we can't fool around at the school… not more than we already did anyway," she said, not able to conceal a smirk at the memory.

"You mean to tell me you and Johnny boy never done anything naughty at school?" Tony replied.

"None of your business, and don't you try any funny ideas there either." Louise glared at him. Tony shot up his hands defensively, "alright alright."

As he walked her to her door, his eyes lingered down, glancing over her breasts and ass. Louise opened the door and turned to him. "See you tomorrow, then?" she asked.

Tony smirked as his eyes trailed her body. From her big cleavage strutting out in front of her, to her waist and down to her wide childbearing hips his eyes feasted on her, while she tried her best to ignore the reaction her body had. It was far more effort than she wanted to expend on keeping the young man in his place.

"God damn Louise," he sighed. Louise blushed and looked up at him with a smile. "Your ass was so hot, stretching and jiggling as you stepped out of the car. Wish I had recorded that instead."

"Glad you were entertained," Louise retorted.

They stood there in the doorway for a few moments staring at each other. Louise waiting for him to leave, Tony ogling her body and thinking god knew what. Louise looked so good, especially as her work attire often were tight-fitted workout clothes. Tight shirts, tight shorts with a sweater tied around her waist. A bit lewd, maybe, but she wore it flawlessly. Sporty and sexy all in one package.

"You leaving?" Louise asked, ignoring his leering.

"When is Johnny coming home?" Tony asked.

"In about two hours, why? We're not-" Louise tried saying, but was interrupted by him pushing her inside and closing the door behind her. Louise stumbled back, her mind reeling at the forwardness.

"We are not doing this," Louise stated, though with considerably less vigor as his hands grasped her big booty, making her gulp hard. His tongue trailed from her earlobe up to her ear. She fought down the growing temptation of his touch. His warm breath grazed her ear and his lips kissed her. "Tony, please," Louise pleaded.

Tony's hands ran down from her wide hips, fingers pressing on the hem of her tights. Louise shuddered in an oh-so-delicious anticipation as she realized just how badly she'd longed for his touch these past days. Louise realized that, subconsciously, she'd chosen to wear an outfit specifically for him. To tempt him and rile him. She wanted his warm embrace, his confident assertiveness. She wanted her body and willpower to be broken by his greedy lust, and then soothed by his caring patience, his stamina and his thickness.

"Bedroom?" Tony asked, eager to sink his big cock in this lovely, formerly faithful wife.

"Yeah…" Louise answered breathlessly, her pussy wet and her cheeks flushed red as she was powerless to resist him, so powerfully she wished he'd bend her over, rip off her tight-fitting garments and–

"Louise? Are you back?" Johnny's voice cut in through the silence, right at that moment.

"Johnny! Why're you home so early? I thought you were staying at the office all day for your important deadline!" Louise answered nervously, fidgeting with the front door for Tony to get out, looking as Johnny came out from the kitchen.

"Eh, they cancelled the deadline; was a miscommunication with the client, and a chance for me to– Louise, what is going on?" He didn't sound angry, but he had every right to be. Louise was in the process of breaking the rules again, and probably several of them. She had no mind to record it, as it was full steam ahead.

"Well, what do we have here," Johnny scolded playfully. He approached, inspecting her up-and-down as he circled Louise and Tony, now somewhat frozen from the sudden shock.

"You're a sight to see, baby," he murmured and stood before them. "But not what I expected to come crashing through the door," Johnny continued, "but I understand the appeal."

He smiled as his wife's mouth bobbed up and down with no words emerging. Her words were caught in her throat before she eventually found her voice.

"Don't be upset babe, we were talking... then... I mean," Louise stuttered.

"Relax, I'm not angry," Johnny assured. "Why should I be? Look, it is pretty hot to see you almost fall over, all stunned and panting at Tony."

A nervous, giddy chuckle erupted from Louise. She licked her lips and blinked slowly.

"Sorry to barge in like this," Tony stated, his grip around Louise's waist still. "Just thought..."

"You'd fuck my wife?" Johnny replied, still standing in front of them.

"Listen, I'll just leave," Tony said.

"Leave?" Johnny asked in mock surprise, smiling coyly. "Are you fucking kidding me? You've started it. You can't stop now."

"Okay,?" Tony breathed.

"Hey, this is my chance to watch it live. Consider it another hall pass," Johnny said.

Louise didn't think they'd do any more hall passes, especially not this soon after her last one, but she wasn't about to argue, instead turning around and pressing her round butt against Tony's bulge. Tony smirked, pressing back, reaching up to the rim of her short shirt, tracing the fabric, and skimming his fingers against the hem of her spandex tights, to start rolling them down her hips.

"Wait," Louise said. "Didn't you say something about a bedroom?" she added, meeting Johnny's stare. His eyes widened. 'That's right, I'm taking him to our marital bed,' Louise thought as she looked at her husband. If he was so accepting, let's see how far he’d let her take it.

She took Tony's hand and pulled him upstairs. She was powerless to stop herself now that she had free reign, and absolutely in heat; she needed him to pound her senseless like the horny slut she'd become, right in her and her husband's marital bed, with her husband watching no less. Louise entered the bedroom and stood by the footboard, pulling Tony in behind.

"Lay on your back," Tony directed her. "I wanna see those huge tits jiggle as I stretch out your pussy," he added.

Louise didn't respond, but obeyed nonetheless, feeling even hotter from hearing the lewd order. She laid down, ready and wanting. She heard the sound of their breathing, mixed with Johnny's, who silently sat watching on a chair off to the side. Tony began stripping off, her eyes glued to his revolting, stocky body. It had felt like an eternity since she'd last had him. She had to admit she was disappointed to have her fun cut short. But, hopefully, they'd have a lot more time and wouldn't have to rush or wait for John's arrival.

Tony moved closer to her, climbing onto the bed until his shaft hung above her face. A shiver ran through her. Louise laid in place, stretching out a hand to wrap around his hovering girth. As her soft grip met him, he chuckled, her fingertips not even able to touch on both sides. His foreskin was tight and firm over the bulging cockhead, a wispy precum beading over the slit. She lifted her head, extending her neck, to touch his tip with her tongue, her eyes closed and breathing heavily. The wet tongue licked the bead and she salivated his nasty taste. She was in disbelief at her own action, doing something so dirty with someone other than her husband. The shame heated her even further, but she couldn’t make herself go any further than this. She lowered her head back on the pillow, letting the thick piece hang back in front of her, dragging along her chin and grazing over her tits, drooling even more precum as it made its journey, coating the firm boobs and pebbled nipples.

Louise's eyes glided upwards to see Tony gazing down at her, the hint of a smirk flashing across his coarse features. Louise knew what he was looking for, what he desired. Though a little embarrassed, Louise was hungry for his dick herself as her body had tasted the copious amounts of delicious delight Tony could give her. But as Tony climbed down her body, he didn't align his cock with her. No, he wanted to show Johnny just how much better he was without even using his cock, so instead he sunk down the marital bed of the married couple to sink his head between her flawless thighs.

"Oh god," Louise mumbled in pent-up anticipation for the oncoming onslaught.

*

I sat on a chair in the corner of my own bedroom, watching Tony sink his head between my wife's spread legs, blocking my view of her dripping entrance. It was a hard feat to understand how well Louise responded to Tony. It wrecked me as much as it aroused me, and witnessing the actions before me was the worst kind of train carnage I couldn’t pull my eyes from.

"Oh- Ohhh," I heard her moan, the deep, almost pained groan rolling from her chest. My dick stirred seeing her lost in pleasure. Her knees were drawn in the air, and her heels were sliding down Tony’s wide back, pushing her pelvis forward, mashing her opening against the eager teen's hungry tongue. My sexy prideful wife was being ravaged by one of her students. Right in front of me.

Louise began panting as her hands took hold of the young man's head, entangling her fingers in his hair, making sure his face remained rooted in place as his tongue fucked her sopping, hungry pussy. Tony's hands gripped my wife's athletic thighs as she ground against him, the bed creaking and rocking in the process. Louise reached an arm back, holding on to the headboard while her other kept his head pressed in tightly, her jaw jutted out and her eyes focused.

Tony worked her like a professional. With each twitch and whimper, each labored groan and gasping squeak, Tony reacted accordingly to guide her into a boiling heat ever building in her core, until his skilled tongue finally broke her open, sending her shuddering into an explosive orgasm that drenched his tongue in her juices.

I knew instantly that for Louise, this is nothing we've ever done or been remotely close to achieving. Nothing in our extensive sexual history compared.

"Fuck! How…" Louise groaned as her convulsions eased. She withdrew her arm and laid there exhausted, with the horny teen's mouth smirking against the sticky thighs.

His cock hadn't gotten the pleasure it so wanted, and the impatience showed in the rigid shaft. He stood tall and proud on his knees above her. Louise turned her head, realizing that for the entire time, the cock had not only missed her, it also been neglected. His thick piece had bobbed and bounced, waving and whipping in the air, precum landing everywhere on our sheets. Tony chuckled as the disheveled teacher regained a sense of composure.

"Fuck, Tony, how'd you get so good that?" she sighed, as her fingers and gaze ran down his form. "It's crazy how fast you can get me off, it's unfair."

"Had plenty of practice," he told her.

"Yeah? With who?"

"Mary, Angela, Emma, so on," Tony bragged.

"Mary? From down the street?" Louise asked.

It wasn't typical of her to be this nosy, but I could see that Tony's already vast experience intrigued her. Meanwhile, I sat raging jealous. Not only did Tony get to fuck my wife, but he also had his pick of every teen girl in the neighborhood it seemed.

"This dirty cock has been in a lot of dirty places, then," Louise purred, stroking the giant phallus strutting between her legs, enticed by his obscenities. I was in awe at how hot she was, not just by having Tony in front of her, but how responsive she was towards it. This was a very different Louise, one that clearly loved the experience and knowledge he had to offer.

"Turn over," Tony instructed, "Get on your hands and knees for me."

"God, yes," Louise hissed.

And just like that she was on all fours for him, knees far apart, her tight entrance exposed, wet, and more than ready. That big sexy ass I could fondle and worship for hours strutted out for Tony to feast his lust on. I noticed her shaking from anticipation, the pleasurable experience in her pussy still burning and spreading like wildfire, warming her entire body from the inside out.

"Yesss..." she groaned as his rock-hard, heavy cock head settled down against her outer lips, coating the bottom in her leaking juices. He was a hell of a tease.

"Unnh! Tony, come on. Just... FUCK ME!" Louise begged.

"What’s that? What is it that you want?" he teased.

"Please." Louise inhaled sharply. "I want you!"

"If I fuck you, and I'm not your husband, what does that make him?" Tony taunted, nodding in my direction.

"A cuck-UGH!" Louise groaned out as Tony started to push his cock inside of her, taking control.

Tony fully leaned over her and crawled his hands around and under her getting a hold of her full tits, cock lodged already deep within her as he mounted her. "That's what I thought," he muttered, before starting his slow pace.

My dick throbbed wildly. What could I say about a display like this? It wasn't like anything I could've imagined or experienced. My own wife was having the fucking of her life right in front of me, and with another person, let alone her student. I'd never seen her this hot.

"Tony! You're so BIG. Fuck me!" she moaned, in complete surrender and acceptance of a situation I'd never imagined possible for either of us.

"Damn, you are tight... I can't believe how fucking tight you are!" He pounded her harder. The bed creaked rhythmically in tune with his hips snapping against her big ass.

The bedroom filled with sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and my wife's moan rang against my eardrums. I could hear their breathing grow heavier as Tony brought her to climax again. He brought her right there, to that pinnacle of pleasure. Louise's breath got caught in her throat for a moment before she cried out in delight, Tony fucking her right through her orgasm without mercy.

"Like that, Johnny?" Tony taunted me over the moans and whimpers my lovely wife couldn't restrain. “Like watching me make your wife cum?!”

It wasn't the first time I saw my wife do sex acts I'd always fantasized about, but seeing live in front of me was truly a both magnificent experience, and a harrowing one, given that I couldn't ever be the one to do those things with her. Or perhaps in her eyes, the only difference between my cock and Tony's was that he knew how to please her so much better than I could. Though his size was impeccable. Tony squeezed into her as he right in front of me experienced the feeling of my wife clamping around his girth.

"Like me breaking your wife? Defiling your wife and your-fucking-bed?" Tony groaned, thrusting firm and hard. "I'll never grow tired of a pussy like this! Never! What a fucking MILF!"

God, he was getting so obscene. He was so disrespectful! It was my wife he was talking about... yet I couldn't do much other than watch, enjoy, and masturbate furiously. It was more than I could have imagined. I had been turned into nothing more than an onlooker to my wife's experience, the pair rutting wildly without care of any implications or what was proper and normal. And Louise was so into it, fully submerging in the wild ride he was giving her.

Tony wasn't holding anything back, giving her the kind of rough treatment no other could give. That only he could. That I certainly couldn’t. Her insides wrapped around him like a fist as Tony's large cock pummeled her from behind.

He gave Louise long, deliberate, penetrating, slow, torturous thrusts before pounding her hard and deep, letting the cock bury its enormous mass inside. Her huge breasts, undulating back and forth on the surface, would slide a little, causing her hard nipples to briefly rub the fabric. She seemed so little underneath him.

I sat still as I watched their sweat-glistened, hot bodies grind together and grind against each other. It wasn't surprising they seemed to fit so well together; Louise and Tony seemed to have the same sexual appetite for one another.

"He's fucking me so hard, Johnny," Louise whimpered. “This is all your fault!”

"Holy shit," I muttered.

“I’d never fuck this shithead if you pushed for this!” Louise cried.

“Oh god,” I groaned, feeling my impending orgasm rise and subside as I forced myself to stop jerking.

"Unnh-NNH! TONY!"

"Tell him how deep my big cock is going inside that sweet married pussy. How it stretches you, Mrs. Banks," Tony teased.

"Johnny, uggh- your cuh-cuh-cocks SO DEEP! Fuck me harder... faster. My pussy is a-and, I need you t-to fuuuck-AAAA." Louise was incoherent as she exploded. Her body collapsed underneath Tony as her arms and elbows gave out from his force.

"I need to tap out," Tony said while panting profusely, roughly pulling out my wife suddenly. "Get in there," he said, getting out of the bed.

Was this some trick? A power play to show her who was the best? Or perhaps it was to let me feel how stretched my wife's pussy was after her pussy got fucked so deep and so hard? To see if I could satisfy her at all? I had a strong suspicion of his intentions, but I wasn't about to be asked twice. That horny wife of mine just looked too damn good splayed like that, softly moaning in the after waves of what Tony had just done to her.

Louise rolled onto her back to let me climb between her thighs and eagerly plunge myself between them. The contrast was noticeable. After Tony, I struggled to fill her with my own member as he had.  She wrapped her arms around me and held me close as we rutted together.

"Feels really nice," Louise assured in all earnest, panting into my ear, but my depraved brain refused to believe her words, unable to shake the fact that she just got fucked hard, pounded deep, and railed thoroughly, by Tony, who was simply so much bigger.

"Shit… you're so much looser," I stated, seeing no use in beating around the bush. Louise closed her eyes, enjoying my body, ignoring what I just said. She let out a series of pants, a groan here and there, but was lacking. Tony had really stretched her. I just hoped it wouldn't mean things changed with my wife now.

"Oh god, keep doing it!" Louise gasped and groaned beneath me, writhing her body as the waves of pleasure crashed into her. She writhed and contorted in front of me, taking my shallow thrusts with relative ease.

But her orgasm never came. She panted and bucked against me, but the friction just wasn't there enough to bring her over the edge. I didn't think Louise realized it, but I wasn't enough anymore. Not anymore. Not after being taken so far, stretched out, and then slammed, with so much weight and girth. It made a world of difference. She clenched hard around me, but just didn't get it where she wanted, needing something more than me.

The realization burned through me and almost made me cum right away, but instead, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"I'm going back in," Tony smirked. "I'll take care of it."

Tony pushed me away and crawled back between Louise's thighs, forcing me to sit back and jerk of while I watched my wife get fucked by another guy. I don't think Louise noticed my withdrawal, especially when Tony reinserted his mighty cock inside her. Louise threw her head back, letting out a howl. Tony picked up immediately, setting the exact same pace of deep, hard strokes inside of her.

I guess it kinda hurt being forced to climb back to the chair in the corner, hearing how much Louise enjoyed Tony more than me, but at the same time, I got an intense arousal of humiliation to witness this sight. The young teen dominantly forced himself inside my beautiful wife, pinning her in place and reawakening her pleasure. She cried out for more.

"Take my cock! Take it like a slut!" he kept going.

"Uhnnnh... feels soooo gooood," Louise panted, clawing and pulling on him.

Tony stopped just long enough to grab hold of my wife's wrists and pin them above her head, getting on top of her like a male dominant position of ownership. Like a bull over his cow, or in this case, a stud mounting his breeding mare. I thought back to our lives together, me and Louise. Everything we had experienced together, it all leading to her get fucked by another man. Had we ever experienced something this thrilling and raw? Sex with Tony was on a completely different level.

She arched her back and pressed her breasts against his chest, squirming under him as the heat built up again, more and more until, with the clench and tingle of pleasure in the stomach and thighs, Louise lost herself in an orgasm, feeling an enormous pressure rising, climbing up from the depths of her pussy, pushing upwards, stretching her. Louise squirmed underneath his dominance, gasping, unable to hold on to reality as every cell in her body responded to his hard pummeling, electrified.

Tony then slowed down, letting Louise come down, sinking his lips down to hers and intimately starting to kiss.

"Tony…" She whispered in a raspy voice, gazing into his brown eyes. "You're a dirty-hot beast."

Louise could hardly speak. She tried, but the words fell short and were barely audible, a quiet and excited stuttering, but as the fog lifted and reality returned, and she started to remember the moment, her tone shifted. Her voice grew stronger, more aware of her situation. "Fuck..." she continued in a less reverent whisper. "Jesus Christ, what is going on..."

"Well... we're cucking your husband... pretty blatantly," Tony said as a matter of factly. "Are you mad? Am I in trouble?"

Louise burst out in a giggle and let him drop his head to her neck, causing her giggle to trail into a moan as she started licking her soft skin as he humped into her.

"Are you going to talk?" Tony breathed, the full shaft sinking slowly down in her. "Come on. Let him hear."

"Oh my g-uuuh." Louise trailed off, the words cut off, distracted by Tony's expert and massive tool filling her up, touching her walls.

"Now tell me again. Tell him, the reason you have allowed me to defile you," Tony teased, not relenting his pace, while whispering in her ear, so I would hear.

"Ohhh," Louise moaned, shivering, clutching his muscles. Louise whimpered, gritting her teeth to her effort. But not responding was beyond impossible. She had never felt so full, and could still feel the stiffness of him, his body strength on top and around her.

"Your husbands' too tiny, isn't he?" Tony egged her on.

"My husband is great, I swear, but you're so big and he's not," Louise got out, his fat cock-head poking into her, brushing into a particularly sensitive spot in the inner wall.

"That's right," Tony said with his satisfied smirk.

"Ohh!" Louise groaned.

"That's why you needed to cuck your husband. Why you couldn't keep away."

"God Tony..." Louise moaned.

"Just answer."

"Yes," Louise blurted out. "My husband is great, I promise- oh my! But he couldn't fulfill all my needs, my cravings." Louise paused, closing her eyes. Tony slowed down for her, not wanting her orgasm to take her completely away just yet. "That's why, fuck, I needed you here. So you could give me what I really needed."

Louise gazed back, looking Tony deeply in the eyes, a lovingly heated expression plastered on her. Tony kissed her deeply, smashing their mouths and tongues together. They resumed fucking, moaning together and filling the bedroom with sounds of flesh slapping together and mutual groans and grunts.

My hand shot up to stroke myself, rubbing my dick furiously. My body, and mind, were abuzz with so many feelings, so much pressure. Louise hadn't been lying about his size, and watching how Tony held nothing back as his thick piece began stretching my wife again, plunging into her over and over and over... I didn't know how they were doing it, it must have felt absolutely heavenly with their perfect fit. My eyes burned, the desire to break down, I don't know from shame or happiness, maybe anger or passion. I closed my eyes for a second so I could focus on the harrowing sounds of my wife's moans and the obscene slick sounds of her getting pounded so deliciously and fucked thoroughly.

"Johnny, watch me make your wife cum again," Tony said, breathing heavier.

I could only nod as I bit down my own moans, his statement proving itself true. The display in front of me got more and more lewd and heated as she moved her mouth to his ears and let him feel her warm breath, while his hips went insane, slamming into Louise like a machine on high power mode.

"You want it," he told her.

"Ah! Ah! Uuungh," Louise got out, a half groan, half whisper.

"Oh yes you do. Cum on it!" Tony commanded.

"Tony..." Louise moaned in her raspy voice.

"Don't bother to fight it, Mrs. Banks."

"Tony I'm so close, I'm going crazy here, just take my womb."

Tony pummeled down deep, thrusting firm, holding his base flush. Louise's hips came off the sheets and started bucking upward, meeting his heavy thrusts. Their speed, together, increased. "Tony!" she kept saying his name like a mantra. Louise grunted as Tony pushed deeper inside of her. She had to scream as Tony held true to his promise.

Tony slammed harder into her, leaning back with all his strength to make sure he pressed in hard, his cock thrust deep within my wife. They groaned simultaneously, losing themselves in the mutual pleasure. As her body went limp under his thrusting, and her inner muscles clutched his shaft, she let go in one long cry. Louise came, but so did Tony, exploding his virile seed. Louise felt his huge girth throb inside of her and tense against her grip. He was releasing inside of her without consideration and my cock throbbed as her hole had gotten so stretched, filled up. He held inside her, giving shallow thrusts until his juices began seeping out around him.

And they didn't slow down either, she was determined to stay glued together until the very end, until the last dribble of cum was coaxed out and their bodies relaxed.

"Okay," Louise hissed after an eternity.

Tony smiled and slid off of her. Louise leaned back into the mattress and spread her legs, arching her hips, watching as the young stud's cock came out covered in their collective fluids, thick, sticky, and white. It was hard to comprehend that all that had been inside my wife, and even more was still spilling out. It was so thick and creamy.

"I haven't cum this hard since our trip to Cancun," Louise moaned.

"Holy shit," I uttered, entirely aghast.

I watched as Tony slowly retreated and returned to her lips for a kiss, pushing his tongue against hers, clearly battling for dominance. Louise purred as he pushed against her, slowly breaking free of her as his member began to soften.

I'd never expected seeing a young man's cum leak from Louise's pussy would have me feel a simultaneous feeling of euphoria and dejection. It's one thing to read about, to see on video, and a totally different feeling watching and experiencing.

"You did amazing. I can't wait for a lot more," Tony told Louise.

"Yee-ees, me too, baby." Louise wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him eagerly as her eyes flashed towards me, a little unsure, maybe even scared, her glance uncertain, her pupils wide, and then she just looked straight at me. "You okay, John?" she asked.

I nodded "Yeah yeah... just hard to get over how much of that shit got in ya," I chuckled. While my expression was surely one of shock, I was actually doing more than okay. Watching my wife pleasured by another man is definitely an image forever etched into my mind and the experience left me oddly satisfied. It almost made me happy knowing she'd got to experience something like this.

"Well, anyway," Tony said, getting up. "I'm drained. And we're not in a real session so... I'm heading out."

"Sure thing," Louise said. "And the session tomorrow? Lets... Let's put that one on hold for now, okay? We need a bit… a bit of control, I think."

Tony nodded in understanding and turned to dress up. It was reassuring that Louise, the smart person she was, took the steering wheel for me. And when the dust settled, she still took the turmoil within me into consideration. I was probably complacent enough for them to do more, but Louise was probably right in pulling on the emergency breaks.

"So," Louise turned to me after Tony left. "Wow, huh."

I simply nodded, trying to process the event that had transpired. Louise got up and moved in beside me.

"What just happened?" I asked, dumfounded.

"Well, we cucked you," Louise said, reading my face as she looked for my reaction to her words. "Was it too much?"

"I... I think so. I'm glad I got to experience it... but watching it in front of me was kinda much, perhaps," I explained to her. "Like, yeah, you got hot as hell. This entire event is hot as hell, and seeing a man fuck you that good is pretty thrilling. But hearing you moan and all the things said... was almost more than I can handle. I’m not sure if seeing it live is something I can endure… especially when he asked me to join in…”

Louise nodded understanding. "So you think we should move on from this whole thing?"

"No! No... I love it. It makes it harder for me to get off to the same stuff after," I laughed. Louise also giggled. "No, I'm all on for it still, but I think we need a cooling period," I said. "At least my participation in real life... The videos are good, though."

As much as I liked it, I knew seeing it live was too extreme. Like, I endured and got aroused this time, but the entire time I felt like I was having a heart attack from the rollercoaster of emotions inside of me. I really didn’t want to see how her pussy gripped his cock as she tried to accommodate his girth, to hear her guttural moans as he made her cum more and easier than I could. I didn’t want to see her fucked, nor hear his grunts as he erupted inside her. What I wanted was for her to go have her fun, come to me, and tell me about how naughty she had been, knowing it was real. Tell me about her tryst, her fun, how Tony had exploited our fantasy to his advantage. Seeing it, and hearing about it, were two different dynamics, and I guess I just learned which camp I belonged to. It was just too real, I guess.

“Sure thing,” Louise said, with a warm, understanding smile. “And I won’t do anything until you’re ready for it to continue. If ever. I only enjoy this if you enjoy it.”

“You’d do that?” I asked. “Despite everything?”

“Of course… I know I failed before, but I would try with all my might. I don’t want to risk everything for something like that, and honestly, I don’t think Tony would either.”

We linger like that for a bit.

“Louise, can I ask you something?” I started. Louise nodded. “Why is it so different? I mean, aside from the obvious physical things. You’re so much wilder with Tony.”

“Aside from how his bigger size just hits differently?” Louise asked, shooting me a smirk, which I returned. “Well… I don’t know. Honestly, maybe it was always there, I just never brought it out. The raw physical aspect. And with Tony it is just that, so much more raw and physical action. I don’t love him, nowhere close, and I don’t think for a second he loves me. And for women sex and emotions are entwined and psychological. With Tony, there is no relationship like that, so it’s purely physical. It’s like I can let go more, if that makes sense.”

I paused for a few seconds. “I guess that makes sense, yeah. When did you get so smart?” I joked.

“Shut up,” Louise said, slapping my chest. “So everything okay? Anything more you wanna ask, because I want to answer everything you want to know as far as I can.”

“No, I think I’m good. Let’s put a breather on this whole thing then take it from there.”

"Okay, got it," Louise said with a smile, wrapping a hand around my side, and cuddling into me as she laid her head on my chest. I placed an arm on her shoulder and held her close, her soft boobs pressing against me. The cuddle made us fall asleep, together, exhausted from the day's adventure.

*

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