Frustrated housewife teases her peeping tom neighbour

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“Jeff,” she pleaded, “you can’t …”

“Can’t?” He queried. “Why, baby, you’ve been tormenting the shit out of me day after day, showing me that sensational body of yours and just asking for it.”

She looked at him horrified, then, closed her eyes with shame. She couldn’t deny it, everything he had said was true. She was just a frustrated middle aged housewife whose sex life had waned. But, Oh God, how low could she sink. She had only herself to blame. She had brought it on herself.

Then she was aware of his hands roaming up and down her legs and feeling her thighs. She shrieked and kicked her legs, but Jeff meaningfully slid his belt out of his trousers and she stopped.

“You’re too hot for that dozy fucking husband of yours” he leered. “Why, I just bet he doesn’t appreciate what he’s got.”

His hand stroked up and down her smooth thighs. All she could do was lie there and let him do it. So, he went on feeling, fondling and kissing all parts of those perfectly shaped legs he had come to admire so much. He spent quite some time doing that. They were fabulous and he told her so.

Becky just blushed and bit her lip in shame. But at the same time she couldn’t deny that she was enjoying what he was doing to her.

Later, he set about fondling her breasts. “You’ve got great tits” he acknowledged, “I like that.” And to prove it he stroked and handled them for the next ten minutes. His fingers toyed and tormented her nipples until they were hard and sensitive.

“Jeff…Don’t,” she whispered over and over again.

But there was no real firmness in her protest.

“Alright,” he grinned, moving his hand south across her stomach and down, down to the wispy hairs of her pussy. “I’ll play with this instead. It’s about time I fingered your sex.”

“Oh, Oh,” she gasped.

He spread her knees apart and used his own legs to keep them like that.

“That’s one sweet pussy you got there, Becky,” he leered as his fingers started to drag up and down her slit.

Then his expert fingers found and manoeuvred around her clitoris, slowly and deliberately. He was in no hurry, no hurry at all…

Becky groaned as he played with her. On a whim she had recently shaved most of her pubic hair to leave only a few wisps just above her slit. She had done it to get Mike excited, but it had been a waste of time. Now another man was getting excited as he explored her. And there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

He kept on feeling her, probing her pussy, until she realised to her shame that she was getting warm and moist.

She kept on pleading with him to stop. She knew it was pathetic, but, felt it was her duty to do so. She knew he would ignore her and he did. Deep down she knew she didn’t want him to stop. Jeff for his part didn’t mind her weak protests at all. In fact he found it more exciting…

His fingers probed deeper and deeper into her sex and she bit her lip in shame as she became aware of the tell tale squishing sound and his wet fingers. At that moment she knew she was going to get fucked.

It was as sure as the slow ticking of the clock on her bedside table. So, sighing in defeat, she told him about the condoms in her dressing table drawer.

Immediately, he ripped off his clothes and lay on the bed beside her.

“Let’s do some fucking, baby,” he growled as he slipped on the protection.

He untied her then, and, almost before she knew it, his big cock was nudging into the sweet mess of her pussy. Soon he was thrusting into her, deeper and deeper, until he had it in all the way. Jeff had taken full possession of the vagina that rightfully belonged to her husband. Becky gasped as her cheeks flushed with shame. She had been faithful to Mike since their marriage, but now, another man was fucking her.

Jeff grinned in triumph as he started to pump in and out. She wasn’t protesting now.

Then like a smooth machine, he began to fuck her with deep devastating thrusts. All the fight had gone out of Becky now and she surrendered willingly to him. Her husband and family were forgotten, as she savoured the pure physical pleasure of a hard cock penetrating her vagina. Soon, she was thrusting back as they sought a mutual rhythm. The frustrations and longings that they both felt, locked them together as they frantically sought satisfaction.

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