So I finally got into this whole cuckold JAV thing, and holy shit, you should’ve seen it. Last night, my neighbor – this super polite dad type with a shitty minivan – knocked on my door to borrow a drill, and one thing led to another when his wife came over looking for him in this thin little sundress, no bra. She caught me staring, didn’t look away, just smiled slow while her husband was fumbling with my toolbox. I stepped closer, close enough that she could smell the beer on me, and she reached out and grabbed my cock through my jeans, right there, her husband three feet away talking about torque settings. The heat rushing through me, my heart pounding loud enough I thought he’d hear it over the drill humming, and she squeezed, whispering “he’ll never know” against my ear, and that almost sent me over.
Her husband finally found the right bit and left, never even saw her press me against the hallway wall, her skirt bunched up around her hips, no panties, sandwiched right inside her, my hands gripping her thighs. I just remember thinking about him on his porch loading his car with their recycling while I heard every wet squelch and moan muffled against my palm, her riding me back like she’d been starving for it. Grinding so deepfelt I was gonna — she came sobbing on my shoulder and I followed half a second after, breathing stale wine and heated vinyl, watching over the back of her head right out at his taillights pulling away. Only survivor guilt was me being almost too into the neighborly element. Maybe what ruined how unlikely the ordinary sheet comes from lives above yards when painted cuckroom phoned.
