I fucking the neighbor’s wife, need I say more?

Angie lived across the street from my wife and I. She
was 18 when she was married and was now 19 years old.
I don’t know how. Her
husband was almost always gone. And she was a wild one.

Not having the chance to be an average teen, Angie was
ready to be wild at any given moment. The first time I
met her, my wife sent me over to borrow a couple of
cigarettes one evening.

Angie was a knockout, with long blonde hair and ample
size tits. She was wearing sweat pants and a midriff
shirt. No bra in sight, but plenty of hard little
nipples to see poking through the shirt. The sweats
were somewhat tight and showed off a fat pussy with a
camel toe shape. Boy, did I want some of her.

After some serious smiles and chat, I retrieved the
smokes and returned to my house. I fucked my wife with
great ambition as I thought about Angie and her fat
pussy. What I wouldn’t do for some of that one.

The opportunity finally came when I was sent over to
smoke a joint with Angie while my wife cooked supper.
Thinking Angie’s husband was home, my wife told me to
take my time.

We went into the garage and I fired one up. I began to
notice Polaroid snapshots of Angie naked, posted
everywhere in the garage. What a pussy! I asked her
about them. She explained that her husband liked to
take the pics and show them off. Being 17 did not
matter, as they were married.

I asked her what else they liked to do, and as the
joint relaxed her, she informed me that he liked to
hear about strangers fucking her while he was away.
Turns out he worked out of town a lot. Bingo! That was
my answer to opportunity wishes!

I stood closer and asked her for a peek at the goods.
She was reluctant at first, but then told me that she
would only show her tits. With that being said, she
lifted her shirt and showed me the braless creatures.
What a form! I immediately reached for one, but she
backed away. Still, she showed them to me and told me
they were sensitive.

After a couple more pulls on the joint, she asked to
see my dick. I showed her my own tool and she was
surprised to see it was shaved clean. She immediately
grabbed it and stroked it, as it was already hard.
Then, Angie surprised me by bending over and licking it
on the underside!

Suddenly, I found myself getting a blowjob as we both
stood. I reached under her chest and massaged those
lovely tits. Her nipples were long and hard and she was
moaning as it all went down. Suddenly she stopped
sucking and started panting and screaming lightly.
Then, I could see the wet spot through her sweats! She
has orgasmed from the stroking I was giving her.

Angie relaxed and then had a look of fire in her eyes.
I found her to be very horny still and she was trying
to tell me that she needed some dick. With that, she
pushed me into an armless chair and began sucking me
again.

Without warning, as I was nearing my own nut, Angie
stood up and dropped her sweats. In a lovely, sexy
thong, she approached me hurriedly. Pushing the thong
aside, she impaled herself on my dick and began to work
that pussy like there was no tomorrow.

I watched her face as she neared orgasm again. As she
got off, Angie humped my dick with fury. It was more
than I could take. I let go a load of cum that blasted
her cervix with such force that she again orgasmed.

Relaxing, and thinking she was done, I began to think
about how I needed to get home. But, my dick was still
in this little vixen and it was still hard. I lifted
her up as I stood up with her still on my dick. I moved
her to the workbench and threw her legs over my
shoulders as I fucked her with fury. I sucked on those
wonderful titties and enjoyed the sight of my dick
pushing past the thong. It was more than I could take.

I flipped her around, bent over while standing an
entered her from the back. I pumped with all I had
before I again dropped a load up in that delectable
little quim. I withdrew my dick and Angie licked it
clean and smiled as she kissed me on the cheek and
thanked me for the fucking I had just given her.

She then told me that she would share it with her
husband, but that was the only place she would repeat
it.

I went home, blazed from the joint, and just in time
for dinner. After that evening, anytime my wife needed
something from Angie, I was happy to oblige. I would go
over and fuck her with her thong on. Sometimes she
would give me her panties to keep for a few days. I
would often smell the little thongs as I jacked my
dick, thinking of that pretty little pussy.

This went on for a few years, until she finally moved.
Angie had some babies and I sometimes wondered if any
of them were mine!

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