I felt completely used and dirty. I had let my next-door neighbor milk his dick inside of me, and I had no sense of remorse or regret for having let him do it. But I did suddenly feel that need to hold onto him and not let him go. It was a desperate neediness, and I knew I needed to have him inside of me again. I wanted him to pump me full of his semen again, even as I stood with it leaking down my inner thighs.
“He’s gone until next Saturday. You can fuck me as much as you want until then.”
“Yeah, Kate, I just might,” Smiling deviantly.
“I’m glad you didn’t leave Tom. I want that thing inside me again, you know.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty glad to. I would love to cum in you again if that’s what you want, Kate.”
“It is, I want you to do it as much as you can before he gets home.”
“My god, Kate, I can’t believe we just fucked at the side of our houses like that. Forgive me, Kate, but I gotta ask, am I the only neighbor you let fuck you?”
“Yes, but I saw Adam across the street in his yard a bit ago. I might just let him, too, if he’s willing to keep a secret. I’ve always thought you boys were so handsome.”
“Well, maybe I should give Adam a call later…”
Tom and I parted with some very deviant ideas in our heads, and I, for one, was looking forward to testing my limits. My husband has plenty of friends who stop by, and I can’t help but wonder if any of them would like to keep a horny little secret, too.
Later, as I stood in the shower, my cunt ached tenderly, and the soreness only made me horny again as I thought about what I let Tom do to me. And I couldn’t help but think about some of the other men in my neighborhood who’ve been to the house, wondering how many of them would stop by if they knew I was home alone for a week.