My affair with my neighbor's wife, Brittney

Brittney was a woman in her late 30’s, strikingly beautiful for a married woman who had two kids, working part time while being a full time student. I couldn’t help but be attractive to her; not only because she was strikingly beautiful with a cute southern accent but she was a genuinely warm and friendly.

She and I belonged to a local community group for working parents and non-traditional college students and we would trade homes each Friday night to meet. When her turn came up one night in January, the snow was coming down pretty hard and all the other couples were canceling. While her kids were up stairs with mine she said that she was happy that she had the chance to talk with just me...

I was sitting on the couch with Brittney and we were both looking at each other while chatting. She put her feet on my lap and I couldn’t help myself from taking her socks off and giving them a massage. I loved looking at her facial expressions while she was moaning and her eyes were rolling back. She smiled at me while I was really getting into it and she looked at my hips and saw my bulge.

I thought I was going to have a heart attack when she pulled off her sweater and undid her blouse to expose her bra. She undid the hooks in front and her two breasts flopped out. Every time I blink I remember the two of them, the one on the left was slightly bigger while the one on her right had a slightly bigger areola and more pronounced nipple.

While I was rubbing one of her feet I began touching her nipple and continued to please her. It wasn’t before long before her face was in front of mine and I kissed her. Her breasts were touching my chest while our lips were locked and her tongue in my mouth. With her eyes closed she unzipped my pants and undid my belt. My pants were then hiked down below my knees.

She took one hand and began stroking me while I played with her breasts as we continued to kiss and French. My cock was becoming longer and thicker than it’s been in a long time. She smiled as she looked at it growing in her hands. She then stopped and moved her head down below and managed to position herself so she could take my hard cock in her mouth while I could continue to play with her nipples and full breasts.

I couldn’t imagine how awesome it would actually feel with her sucking me, there were the taste buds on her tongue on the head; occasionally her teeth scraped my shaft. I couldn’t imagine how her tight sucking drove me up the wall as her head bobbed up and down.

“Brittney, hang on… slow down… I’m going to come in your mouth!” I tried to whisper. She moaned with a little pleasure and continued to work. I couldn’t help but let a little pre-cum out and she moaned more with satisfaction.

“Brittney… it’s going to happen… I can’t stop it…” there was a huge buildup inside and I could feel the cum running through my cock as it pulled and throbbed. I felt such a release of pleasure, satisfaction and contentment as I came in her mouth and she made some serious swallowing sounds. When I thought that I came as much as I ever could I suddenly let go of another round fueled by the excitement and incredulity of the moment.

I sat there half naked, with her topless and my still hard cock in her mouth. She kept going “Mmmmm…” over and over again, or maybe she was humming. She then sat up and said; “Oh, yea… that really happened.”

She slid her pants down just enough so I could slide my hand in front and finger her. As we kissed I could taste a little bit of my cum in her mouth. I wasn’t repulsed at all, even though she drained me and I was becoming flaccid I was still emotionally turned on, my body ached for something from her. Our mouths were locked as she came with my fingers flicked her clit. Her loud screams were muffled by our kiss.

After she came she quickly hustled to get dressed and straightened out her appearance and gestured that I do the same. Within mere seconds we were sitting on the couch in the same position as before I started rubbing her feet. We were both looking at each other’s sweaty faces and smiles.

“Did you like that?” She asked.

“Of course I did.” I smiled back.

“I wanted to do that for a long time. I just wanted to see your cock for much longer. I really like how beautiful it is.”
 
What does Brittney look like? Well; let me tell you.

If I told you that she was the most beautiful woman in our upscale housing development (perfectly spaced McMansions with perfect lawns, manicured gardens and other typical cliché’s that describes suburban hell) would you believe me?

Why would you believe me since I’m just a guy sharing his sexual misadventures, I could be making this shit up. I could say that she was a former porn star with perfect plastic boobs and a shaved snatch with one of her outer labia lips pierced and it would fit the profile of a perfect fantasy, wouldn’t it?

Fact is, out of all the thirty-something and forty-something women in the manufactured community she actually was the most beautiful woman out of all of them but maybe that’s damming with faint praise. In high school and college she was a cheerleader and played one of the typical girl sports like field hockey or women’s basketball.

She was also painfully shy because her mother had a mental illness and would just say some of the meanest things at random times; her mother would say crap like “you’re so damn ugly, what kind of man would ever want you?” Because of that she was an incredibly hard worker while having hardly any self-esteam worth mentioning.

As far as personal appearances go, in her prime she had the perfect body since she worked so hard to prove her mom wrong and try and build herself up. By the time I met her, 15 years after high school and two kids later, she still has an incredible body with just a couple of extra pounds and a little bit of a belly.

Her face was still incredibly youthful. She has bright blue eyes that were further apart than average, a graceful nose with a slight cleft on the tip of it. Her mouth was full, she had a sweat pair of lips especially the lower one that gave her a consistent pout.

She did not have the biggest pair of tits that I’ve ever seen in my life but they were perfect for her body. They were completely real with the perfect amount of sag but were also firm. Her left one was slightly larger than the right one, but the one on the right had the larger areola and more pronounced nipple that I couldn’t get enough of.

I couldn’t help but notice her beautiful cunt with her outer labia lips protruding outwards just enough. When I went down on her she had the most incredibly taste. Her wetness tasted a little like honey and a little bit of her own sweat. Too often I would get so excited while licking her I would make her cum hard and she would get extremely wet and tight.

Usually this was when I would slide my cock inside for the either the first or second time each time we got together. I couldn’t believe how she felt around my cock, she was so excited and guilty at the same time. If she already came I would just let go, but if she hadn’t I would work hard to keep from coming until she had at least one orgasm.
 
Is this a true story?

Depends; are you from my area and that post sound a lot like your wife and your situation? Are you a former law enforcement officer who's now doing security for a large cooperation in the south west? If so... this is a total make believe story. Have a good day!

If not - and there's no chance in hell this sound familiar then "yes." This is a part of a much longer true story. Only the names have changed.
 
So, can we assume that you and Brittney are both unhappily married?
Not judging. Just curious because in a previous thread you wrote this:

"I never fuck another woman when I’m with/dating/married someone else and I never fuck another woman who is happy in her relationship.
Women who are obviously unhappy or tell me they are outright are total fair game. If you can’t make your wife or girlfriend happy then she’s fair game."
 
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