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Spying My Neighbor’s Wife
Secret Affairs

By: Arne Mellor

© TTP 2013
 Harry watched Jane from the window as she walked to her car.
She was 31 and still beautiful, with soft, silky auburn hair that spilled
over her smooth shoulders. Her hair partially hid her pretty face and
flawless complexion. He followed the line of the neck, down the soft
white throat to the firm swell of her breasts outlined by the tight sweater
she wore. As she walked, her skirt fluttered to reveal firm, smooth thighs.
They had been neighbors for 5 years, long enough that he knew her
routine. She would send her son Michael to school, probably pick up
some groceries and be back in an hour or so.

Silently Harry brought out a USB flash drive from a desk

drawer. Uncapping it carefully, he inserted the device into his laptop
computer. He browsed through the files all labeled by date, then fitting
the earphones carefully to prevent the sound from leaking, he clicked the
play button.

A burst of static. Then Jane giggled.

A husky male voice asked "How much time do we have, babe?"

"An hour and a half," said Jane. "Then I have to pick up Michael
from school"

"How many times can we do it then?", the man asked playfully.

Jane giggled again. Her voice was seductive. "Let's find out."

The bed squeaked. More squeaks, followed by the soft rustling

of clothing being removed.

Jane moaned. "Mmmmmmm.... yes, like that"

Wet sounds of kissing followed. More moans from Jane as her

lover explored her body. "Mmmmmm...," she continued, "I love it when
you touch me there... Makes me feel so horny..."
 Harry closed his eyes, imagining the man's hands playing with
those firm breasts, fingers rasping over the erect nipples. He imagined
Jane reaching up for her lover, parting those soft, toned thighs to reveal
her sopping pussy, offering herself completely.

"You're beautiful Jane, your tits, your ass... everything," her

lover intoned.

Jane giggled like a schoolgirl.

The bed springs squeaked from the couple adjusting into

position. Jane gasped suddenly. "Yes," she hissed. The man grunted.

The bed began to squeak rhythmically from the unmistakable

activity.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!" Jane cried out in time with the

squeaking springs, her voice edged with need.

"Come for me, babe" the man demanded.

"Ohhhh! Fuck me, Greg!" Jane gasped in her excitement as her

lover drove his cock into her.

"Yeessss! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" she cried as the squeaking

intensified. Her breathy moans went on for long minutes, frantic with
desire, until her inevitable climax.

"Ohhhhh... I'm going to come... Yes...."

Jane cried out in orgasm as her lover continued to pound away,

grunting as he took her. After a time, the squeaks subsided as he came as
well. There was a long pause before anybody spoke.

"Got a special treat for you Wednesday, babe. Got the day off.
With your hubby at work and your kid in school, we've got a whole day."
 Jane giggled again. "A whole day of wild, frenzied sex" she
breathed.

"An orgy. I'm bringing some toys. You'll love it," the man
promised.

More kissing. Jane moaned again as the bed squeaked from the
couple moving into position. She cried out as her lover took her again.

Harry turned off the tape with Jane's cries of ecstasy ringing in
his ears. He looked out the window at his neighbor’s house, his mind in a
total turmoil. Part of him was outraged. Outraged that Jane had betrayed
her husband. Terry, Jane's husband was his best friend. While Harry did
not want to wreck his best friend's marriage, her affair with the stranger
gnawed at him. She appeared to have everything, a nice home, a loving
husband, and a great kid. All except sex, it seemed.

He had suspected as much for several months as a battered blue

van would park in the corner of their street several times a week. He had
seen the driver of the van walk up to the house and was let in. An hour
or two later, the man would depart. At first he figured his neighbors were
having some home maintenance done. Until it went on for months. Then
he happened to see Jane kiss the stranger passionately as he left one day.
Harry wondered just what was her lover doing to her that her husband
could not provide. He resolved to find out.

* * *

Harry had always been good at gadgets. He worked for a private

security firm and his specialty was electronic audio and visual recording
devices. Once he had been asked to set up a special recording system to
catch the wife of a senator with her lover. Harry had rigged up a sound-
activated audio recorder beneath the couple's bed, which turned itself on
when nearby sounds exceeded a decibel threshold. He reasoned that two
people fully engaged in fucking their brains out would provide enough
noise to trigger the device and was proven correct. After two false starts
where the machine turned itself on when the bedroom phone rang, the
Senator had his lurid evidence.

Harry just never imagined he would ever use it so close to home.

His hands trembled as he unplugged the USB flash drive, feeling a
little guilty that he had sneaked into the house next door. He knew his
neighbors left the kitchen keys under a pot in the backyard. It took him
just 25 minutes to rig the recorder before letting himself out, feeling like
a criminal.

He replayed the recording again. He tried to put pictures to the

sounds, imagining the quiet, pretty housewife moaning and writhing in
the throes of passion in the arms of her hunky lover. Even as the sounds
repulsed him, he found that another part of him was aroused at the
thought that Jane had sex with another man. And that she had enjoyed it
immensely from the ecstatic moans and cries captured on the tape.

Harry saw that he had a painful erection. Unconsciously he

closed his fist around his hardened cock. As he replayed the recording,
he imagined Jane's pretty face in the throes of orgasm. Eyes closed,
delicate mouth spouting an uncontrollable chorus of need. Imagined her
well-toned, naked body flailing about in carnal passion, crying out as her
lover took her.

Harry came quickly, his fluids spurting over his working hand.
It was better than he had experienced in a while. He knew what he
wanted to do next. Harry went over to his workshop in his basement,
looking at the many shelves stacked with his tools and gadgets, mentally
cataloguing what he would need.

* * *

Today's audio recording tape had been one of the most arousing
yet. Harry tweaked a setting with his mouse to filter out the some of the
background noise. It was hardly required. From the very audible noises
coming from the headphones, it was obvious that Jane was having the
fuck of her life. She moaned and groaned and grunted and sighed and
screamed in pleasure. The only coherent words he heard Jane say for
the next two hours were of her pleading with her lover, begging him to
take her in various ways. And using words he could never have imagined
coming from her pretty mouth.

"Yes! ... Fuck me Greg, oh God, fuck me hard! Ohhhhhhhh!

Ohhhhhhhh!"

Soon, he couldn't take it anymore and reached for another USB

flash drive. It was neatly labeled with yesterday's date. Harry slipped
it into his computer and waited patiently as the files appeared on his
screen.

Sound was good, but video was better.

In the space of several days he had rigged a trio of tiny cameras

to begin recording when something passed between the couple's
bedroom door. The feed from the cameras would then be transmitted to a
computer in his house next door. There were many wasted hours of video
from false starts but this was not one of them. He found the video file he
was looking for then clicked on the file to play it.

Jane and her lover Greg came into view as the man closed the
door, locking it. Jane, dressed in a neat grey sweater and a short, black
skirt that showed off her toned legs to best advantage. She sat on the bed,
waiting with a seductive smile on her face. She watched with an amused
smile as the man got out of his clothes. He was large. There was a lustful
gleam in his eye as the man studied Jane for long moments. Jane eased
herself off the bed, her hands locking behind his thick neck. The man
kissed her mouth roughly and and nibbled at her neck, then slid his hands
up underneath her sweater.

Harry made a little grimace. The sound was a just a little out
of synchronization as he hadn't spliced it to the feed perfectly. The
feeds were coming faster than he had time to edit properly as Jane had
welcomed her lover three times this week. Three intense sessions of
hardcore fucking in all positions and all orifices available. Harry grinned
as he continued watching, reaching for another beer. Who would have
thought that hidden beneath that quiet facade of a dutiful mother and
housewife was a total sex-crazed slut?

Jane gasped audibly when Greg's calloused hands found her firm
breasts, kneading the soft mounds and playing with the nipples already
hardened in arousal. Moaning, she pressed herself against her lover,
rubbing her groin against his. With one hand inside her sweater, the man
slipped his other hand lower, coming up beneath her short skirt, reaching
between her soft thighs. Jane cried out, sagging into the man's muscular
arms as his fingers slipped beneath her white panties, seeking her most
vulnerable spot.

"Ohhhh! Yes...." She breathed into his ear as his fingers found
her pussy, working furiously inside her panties.

A wet stain soon appeared on her panties as Greg worked at

her sensitive flesh standing up, his calloused hands rasping over her
clitoris. With his other hand, the man lifted her sweater over her head.
Jane reached behind her back, unclasping her bra which fell away to
reveal her firm, full breasts, the nipples fiercely erect from her lover's
ministrations. Jane began to squirm, her slender hips working up and
down against his thrusting fingers. Her body trembled as her orgasm
began to build. Eyes closed in rapture, Jane moaned and gasped
incoherently, her red-lipped mouth wide open.

Shuddering uncontrollably, Jane arched her back, crying out

her orgasm as her legs gave way beneath her. She collapsed against her
lover, his fingers still working away powerfully inside her. Her abundant
juices leaked out of her excited pussy, running down her sleek thighs
in slow, shiny trails of moisture. All this had an effect on Jane's lover
as well, whose cock erected fiercely, pressing against her flat stomach.
Still groggy from her climax, Jane was half-carried to the bed, breathing
heavily.

Totally aroused now, Jane's lover fumbled with her skirt,

unzipping it and tossing it away. His eager hands dragged her soaking
panties down to her soft thighs before tearing them off in his haste to
denude her. Jane squirmed and moaned as she felt her lover's weight
atop her, his hungry mouth working over her breasts. She gasped as he
nibbled on her erect nipples, his tongue playing wetly over the engorged
tips. Reaching between her legs, Jane guided his huge cock to where she
wanted it.

"Now, Greg, now" she whispered urgently.

With a lurch the man fell onto her prone form, driving his
monster cock halfway into her wetly-glistening pussy and bringing an
appreciative cry of delight from Jane.

"Yes!" she screamed, wrapping her legs around his thick waist as
he began to work his cock into the tight, slippery confines of her pussy.
Jane gasped as Greg began slow, careful thrusts, moving deeper into her
stretched-open pussy. She writhed and squirmed as Greg's hungry mouth
licked and sucked on her sensitive nipples while his cock wormed its
way deeper inside her. Overcome with passion, Jane grasped and clawed
at her lover's back, her well-cut nails digging painful furrows on his skin.
Steadily and slowly Greg kept up his invasion of her tight pussy until he
had his entire length buried inside her.

"Oh God! So deep inside me..." Jane gushed, obviously enjoying

the feel of the hard length deep inside her.

After a few moments of slow thrusting to get her warmed up,

Greg began to piston his huge cock in and out of Jane's pussy with all
of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and
then slammed back down into her, ramming himself deep into Jane's
defenseless pussy. Jane screamed in a mixture of pain and delight, her
breasts quivering with each violent thrust.

Her dripping pussy slurped lewdly as it slobbered and sucked

at Greg's invading cock. It was obvious that the tight walls of her pussy
clamped around his huge cock were driving Greg crazy with lust.
His tempo and power increased even more and Jane went completely
wild. She wailed and screamed in her passion, her slender legs locking
convulsively around his waist. Arching her back, Jane thrust her hips up
to meet his strokes, mashing her hips against her lover's. A thin film of
sweat covered her delicious body as her breasts heaved into his hungry
mouth. They weren't making love, it was pure, primal fucking. And the
three cameras Harry had placed captured each sigh, each thrust, each cry
perfectly.

Grunting like an animal, Jane was completely lost in her passion

now. As the two lovers fucked furiously, their sweaty bodies slammed
into each other like enemies locked in mortal combat. As Jane trashed
around with her lover's cock buried deep inside her, her sexual tension
soon spiraled upwards to a climax. With a long drawn-out scream,
Jane orgasmed powerfully, her nails clawing red welts into her lover's
muscular back. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around
him as she shuddered uncontrollably. Finally, with a grunt, Greg rammed
his cock as deep into her as he could before shooting his cum inside
Jane's engorged pussy. With a gargled cry, Jane shuddered violently,
jerking in the throes of another mind-blowing orgasm as she felt his hot
cum splash far inside her body.

His load emptied, Greg collapsed beside her, breathing heavily.

Jane was not to be so easily satiated. Still in a sexual frenzy, Jane
crawled over her lover, his still-hard cock pointing up like a flagpole.
Spreading her thighs, she positioned herself above him, her small hands
guiding Greg's cock to the entrance of her dripping pussy. With a liquid
moan, Jane impaled herself on the upward pointing implement, her
weight spearing the long, hard length deep into her pussy up to the hilt.
They both cried out at the sensation.

With her hands on his muscular chest, Jane began to move her
hips hungrily, controlling the friction on her clit and grinding her hips
powerfully against her lover's. Eyes closed in rapture, she began to pant,
the incredible sensations sending shivers of delight through her slim
body. Reaching upwards, Greg grabbed hold of her swaying breasts,
mauling the firm flesh and playing with the stiffened tips at their peaks.
In a haze of lust, Jane rocked back and forth, riding her lover like a
wild stallion, sweat gleaming on her furiously fucking body. Driven
incoherent by her rapidly approaching orgasm, only the most primal
moans and gasps passed between her full red lips as she bucked and
writhed atop her lover.

Entranced by the sight of the Jane riding his cock, Greg sat
up, his cock still deep inside her sopping pussy. Swooping forward, he
laved her nipples with his tongue, then took each of them into his mouth
alternating his attentions. Jane screamed in delight as he nibbled on her
erect nipples, her body shuddering unsteadily at the heady mixture of
different pleasures. As the couple rocked together, Greg slid one hand
behind her, snaking down towards her sweaty buttocks and the dark,
inviting crease between them. Jane moaned as she felt his calloused
fingers stroking her crease, finding the small winking orifice. Her lover
played with her tight asshole awhile, one finger nosing around her
forbidden back entrance. Her back arching instinctively, Jane cried out in
delight as a strong finger worked its way into her most intimate opening,
plugging her fore and aft.

Droplets of sweat flew from her now matted hair as she

flailed her head about, losing control of her body as the mind-blowing
combination of pleasure overwhelmed her senses. Her lover's mouth on
her painfully-hard nipples, his huge cock buried deep inside her pussy,
and his finger working away inside her asshole quickly drove Jane
over the edge. With a frenzied cry of raw passion, Jane screamed out
her orgasm, her body rocking and shuddering in uncontrollable spasms
before falling forward into her lover arms.

"Oh God! God, that was good," Jane breathed, resting on

her lover's chest, clearly drained from the intense sex she had just
experienced.

They lay together a few moments, catching their breath, and then
Greg began sliding his still-erect cock out of Jane's pussy. Her abundant
juices spilled out with its removal, marking the bedspread with dark, wet
stains. Still consumed with lust, Greg flipped her over on her stomach,
forcing the exhausted Jane into a hands and knees position. Jane closed
her eyes and spread her legs apart, her buttocks raised invitingly so the
puffed-open lips of her aroused pussy were clearly visible.

Jane's body tensed slightly as her lover adjusted into position

between her legs, his monster cock eager to penetrate her. Grinning
wildly Greg mounted her, lunging forward and driving himself into
Jane's waiting pussy. Jane squealed at the sensation of penetration as the
huge cock sank halfway into her.

Grabbing a firm hold on her hips, Greg rocked back and forth,
his iron-hard member forcing her vaginal walls apart deliciously.
Moaning incoherently, Jane began to thrust her hips back vigorously
to meet her lover's bull thrusts, trying to get him deeper inside her. It
was quite a sight to see the pretty, quiet housewife naked and sweaty,
on her hands and knees as her lover took her doggy-style. They fucked
furiously, like a pair of mating animals. Warm juices leaked from the
pouting lips of her pussy, running down the back of her smooth thighs in
glistening trails. Sweat gleamed on the firm globes of her buttocks as her
lover's groin slammed against them repeatedly, each thrust eliciting an
appreciative sound from Jane's wide open mouth.

With a scream, Jane threw her head back, her auburn hair
flying about her pretty face as she orgasmed yet again. Her firm breasts
quivered from the sensations racing through her taut, sweaty body she
continued to take Greg's thrusts. Close to release, her lover reached
forward for her swaying breasts, mauling them in his lust. With an
animal grunt, he rammed his cock all the way into her drenched pussy
and held it for long moments, savoring the slippery tightness. Then
he leaned forward, biting into the firm, warm flesh of her back as his
cock exploded, shooting his cum deep into her. Jane cried out at the
exquisite blend of pain and pleasure which set off her own orgasm as
well. Clawing at the rumpled sheets, Jane's body jerked and shuddered
uncontrollably in a violent climax. Greg's abundant cum overflowed her
pussy, leaking from the puffed-open lips in milky rivulets that ran down
her thighs as she collapsed exhausted onto the bed.

Amazingly, Greg's cock was still rock hard, and completely

coated with sperm and Jane's own juices. Lust gleamed in his eyes as
his gaze focused on Jane's beautiful firm ass. Jane moaned in semi-
consciousness as he parted the sweaty globes of her buttocks to expose
her pink anus. It was obvious that he intended to take her in the ass.
Placing his well-lubed cock at the small entrance of her most intimate
opening, Greg thrust forward, spearing the head into Jane's tight, virgin
asshole.

Jane cried out in shock and pain as she felt the invading cock
push deeper into her rectum. Reaching behind her, Jane tried desperately
to dislodge Greg's invading cock as it pressed deeper into her ass,
stretching her anal muscles painfully. Unfortunately she was pinned
beneath him, and helpless to resist the anal intrusion.

Taking firm hold of her sweaty hips, Greg showed no mercy

to the screaming, wildly-struggling Jane as he drove his cock deep into
her ass, spreading her virgin asshole apart. Crying out helplessly in
pain, Jane clawed at the sheets as he continued his anal assault, forcing
his monster cock deeper and deeper into her rectum. Grunting like an
animal, Greg grabbed handfuls of her firm buttocks in an attempt to
penetrate deeper into her painfully tight ass. Jane had her head pressed
onto a pillow, biting it in her pain. The pillow muffled her increasingly
desperate cries as her body shook helplessly. Greg ignored her, working
his way steadily into the forbidden depths of her rear tunnel. As her
sphincter muscles loosened, he was able to gain ground until he had his
whole cock buried to the root inside her beautiful ass.

Savoring the sight of his member hilted between her taut

buttocks, Greg began to move against her, withdrawing slowly before
pressing forward again. By this time, her cries and struggles had
subsided into silence. As her rear orifice learnt to accommodate the
unnatural intrusion, Jane began to enjoy the anal sex. Her buttocks
started to push back against his thrusts, trying to increase the penetration.
Soon, low breathy moans replaced her earlier cries of pain. Jane's firm
breasts bounced erotically with each stroke of the huge cock, her ass
slamming repeatedly into his groin. Eyes shut, she begged her lover to
continue his anal fucking, totally lost in the exquisite blend of pain and
pleasure as he reamed her asshole.
 "...Yes! Fuck me in the ass!"

Jane was quite a sight, moaning and crying in sheer delight with
her lover's huge cock shoved as far up her firm, tight ass as it would
go. Sweat glistened on her naked body and matted her silken hair. She
was obviously enjoying the intense pleasure of being taken in her ass.
Her beautiful body glistened with sweat as she heaved and bucked
violently, lost in the throes of passion. As her orgasm continued to build,
Jane reached back with her hands, trying to spread her buttocks apart,
urging him to drive deeper into her rear orifice. She screamed as a mind-
blowing orgasm washed over her. Again. And Again.

Jane spent the rest of the day in an orgy of uninhibited, carnal

desire. Driven wild with lust, they fucked like animals with Greg's
cock switching from one well-used orifice to another as he took her
completely, fucking her senseless in every position imaginable. Keeping
her in a constant state of orgasmic bliss, he took Jane's pussy and ass
repeatedly. In a haze of lust, Jane had even taken him into her wet
mouth, her lips and tongue slobbering over his cock until he climaxed,
shooting a wad of cum over her beautiful face. He took her on the bed,
on the carpet, bent over a chair, and in the shower. It was well into the
afternoon before they both collapsed sweaty and exhausted onto the
sodden bed.

* * *

As the video recording ran out on the couple's carnal encounter,

Harry clicked the stop button. He would have to think about telling Terry
about his wife's affair. Maybe even about his illegal recording of the two
lovers busy fucking their brains out. Or maybe not. Hell, it was much
better than the staged porno crap that the sex studios churned out in mass
production. Harry wondered just what the adulterous Jane would do to
keep her little secret. His cock twitched at the thought. In the meantime,
however he would have plenty of interesting videos to watch.
 He picked another file from the list, dated two weeks ago and
labeled "Bondage Encounter" and clicked on it to play it. This was one
of the best, he decided, remembering how the quiet, pretty wife of his
best friend had been taken repeatedly while in bondage. And she had
orgasmed beautifully every time. He reached for another beer as the
video began to play.

* * *

Jane gasped, feeling her lover's massive cock slide all the way
inside her as she wrapped her supple legs around his hips, her arms
locked around his bull neck.

She was topless, having discarded her blouse and bra, and her
short skirt was hiked up around her slender waist. With his muscular
arms supporting her weight, Jane began moving her hips up and down,
grinding herself against her lover as he fucked her standing up. Sweat
gleamed on her lithe, tanned body, trickling down the valley between
her full breasts. Greg busied himself by taking as much of her breasts
into his mouth as he could, alternating between nibbling and sucking the
stiff nipples on their peaks. Every now and then he would jerk his hips
forward, each time bringing a little cry from Jane as she clawed his back
desperately, her climax fast approaching. With a choked moan, Jane
orgasmed, her body twitching uncontrollably as she collapsed in a tangle
of arms.

Greg lowered her to the bed as she sagged spent against his
muscular chest. As she lay motionless basking in the afterglow of her
orgasm, he removed the last remnants of her clothes. He spent long
moments eyeing her naked body, taking in her long, well-toned legs,
her flat stomach, and her taut breasts rising and falling evenly with her
breathing. He let one hand explore along her stomach, marveling at the
sleek feel of her satiny skin. Moving lower, his fingers pushed through
her neatly trimmed bush, the silky hairs glistening with moisture from
her excitement.
 Jane moaned as one finger brushed past her clit, slowly
exploring the slick entrance of her pussy. Her hips began to move of
their own accord as the finger teased her sensitive flesh, playing just
outside her pussy, before slowly worming its way inside her. As first one
finger, then two sank inside her, Jane's breathing quickened and she was
lubricating furiously. Before long, his fingers were coated slick with her
juices.

Making up his mind, Greg stood up, making his way to the
dresser table. From a small bag he had earlier deposited there. There
was a faint metallic clinking as he rummaged through the bag, finally
producing a pair of steel handcuffs and a leather strap. Jane sat up,
watching her lover approach her with the objects. An uncertain smile
played about her beautiful features, half fear and half anticipation at what
he planned to do to her.

Climbing onto the bed beside her, Greg began to kiss her
hungrily, even roughly, on her mouth before moving down her soft white
throat. As her eyes closed in rapture, he reached for her hands, slowly
moving them above her head. Jane opened her eyes abruptly as she heard
the metallic clicks and found her right wrist securely locked into the
steel handcuffs. She began to struggle, trying to get up but Greg kept his
weight on her, pinning her to the bed.

"Greg, please, what are you doing?" she asked warily when she
realized she was trapped.

"Trust me, baby" he assured her. "You'll love this"

Jane felt his strong hands forcing her arms up, then heard another
click as Greg secured the handcuffs around her wrist. Jane pulled at her
bonds and realized she was locked onto the arching crossbar on the bed
frame. Greg stepped back to view his handiwork, particularly at the way
her firm breasts were thrust up invitingly by the position of her hands
above her head.
 "No Greg, I'm not sure about this, please let me go" she pleaded,
struggling against her shackles. Jane's eyes widened in fear when she
saw the leather strap with a round red rubber ball and realized he was not
done yet.

"No!" she exclaimed as Greg climbed onto her, his strong

hands taking hold of her jaw, forcing her mouth open. "I.. mffffff!" she
managed as her lover crammed the ball gag into her mouth, his hands
busy securing the strap around her head.

"Mmmfff! mmmmff! hhmmmf!" she managed, struggling

furiously. The rubber ball made her drool, a small trickle of saliva
dribbling down her delicate chin.

Greg fell on her struggling form, forcing her legs apart roughly
as his huge cock stood out fiercely erect. Holding her prone form still as
he moved into position, he placed his cock at her slick entrance. With a
grunt he mounted her, lurching forward as his cock stabbed down deep
into her sensitive flesh in one stroke.

Jane screamed, biting into the ball gag as her body reared
violently from the shock of his intrusion.

Greg began to move against her, obviously enjoying the feel

of Jane's tight, slick walls clamped on his huge cock as he slid back
and forth. He took her roughly in a way he never did before. Jane's
slobbering pussy made lewd sucking sounds as her lover drove himself
to the hilt inside her before dragging himself out. Her helplessness and
the sight of her bound drove him wild with lust. In a frenzy he assaulted
Jane's beautiful body with powerful strokes, each stroke bringing a
gargled moan from the writhing young woman beneath him.

She wailed helplessly into the ball-gag as she felt his hand
sliding down the crease between her taut buttocks. Greg's strong fingers
played maddeningly at the small, winking orifice for a few moments then
one finger was jammed firmly into her anus, wriggling deeper into her
rectum. Muffled by the rubber ball in her mouth, Jane moaned aloud at
the intense stimulation in her rear tunnel.

Jane's muffled cries blended with Greg's animal grunts as he

took her simultaneously in the front and rear. While his huge cock was
busy plowing through the tight, slick walls of her pussy, his strong
fingers were busy raising hell inside her backside. Greg's face was a
mask of pure lust as he twisted his finger around inside her anal passage,
reaming her tight asshole. The handcuffs clinked loudly against the metal
frame of the bed as Jane pulled helplessly on her shackles. Beads of
sweat glistened on her slender body as she sagged against the handcuffs,
jerking and writhing uncontrollably from the intense double penetration.
Saliva dripped down her chin as she drooled around the ball gag, eyes
closed, completely lost in her pleasure.

Taking full advantage of her, Greg took her roughly and

completely, bringing her to orgasm several times. He grunted as he
fucked her, enjoying as her slippery pussy slurped around his cock.
The long, hard length glistened with Jane's abundant fluids as it was
withdrawn before he impaled it deep into her. Again and again and
again. Jane choked on a scream as she flung her head back, her hair
flying wildly as another savage orgasm shook her lithe, sweaty body. Her
perfect white teeth bit fiercely into the ball gag as she strained her arms
against the solid metal of the handcuffs, leaving red welts where they
rubbed her satiny skin.

Feeling his impending climax, Greg withdrew his cock from her
pussy, a gout of her juices spilling out of her abused orifice and running
down her sleek thighs. Taking a firm hold on her sweaty hips, he aimed
his glistening cock at the winking hole between the plump globes of her
taut buttocks. Jane gave a muffled moan as she felt the iron-hard cock
replace Greg's fingers, nosing about her asshole eagerly. With a grunt
and a savage lunge, Greg lurched forward, his well-lubed cock stabbing
deep into her defenseless ass with one stroke.

With a choking, muffled cry of complete surrender, Jane jammed

her buttocks furiously against his groin, trying to get his huge cock
deeper into her ass. Greg slammed his muscular hips against her buttocks
repeatedly, enjoying the incredible feel of his cock driving deep into her
ass. Of all the pleasures he had experienced with Jane, it was obvious
that he most enjoyed taking her from behind. Biting and drooling on
the ball-gag, Jane jerked about wildly, the handcuffs jangling crazily as
every muscle in her body strained to release the pent up passions.

Even with the copious lubrication, the intense friction of his

anal assault swiftly drove Greg over the brink. Jane felt her lover's cock
pulse powerfully, shooting jets of warm cum deep into her anal passage.
The feel of the hot fluids splashing inside her triggered her orgasm as
well. Jane's muffled scream of sexual release echoed in the bedroom,
sending droplets of saliva spurting from her gagged mouth. She felt
her own juices flowing freely from her pussy as she thrashed about,
completely consumed by her orgasm. Even in climax, Greg did not check
his thrusting. His strong hands held onto her sweaty hips as he continued
his anal assault until he had emptied himself completely inside her ass. A
slow dribble of milky white cum leaked out of Jane's abused anus, rolling
lazily down her nether valley as he finally withdrew his cum-coated
cock.

THE END

Here is a sample from another story you may enjoy:

 `The phone rang at a little past eleven.

"Hello, baby," said a familiar masculine voice when Rachel

picked it up.

"Joe?" she answered.

"I'm parked in the next street. Why don't you come on over?" Joe
asked,
his voice suggestive.

"...and we can do everything..." he added.

The line went dead.

Rachel shuddered, memories of her last intimate encounter

with the muscular carpenter still fresh in her mind. She was 29, slender
and beautiful, and married to a wonderful caring husband, Warren. Her
8 year old son Tony was sleeping peacefully upstairs. She had been
reading alone in bed when the phone rang. Warren was away on one of
his trips out of town.

There were times when she did not understand why she
continued with what she knew was a self-destructive affair. While part
of her loathed herself for cheating, another darker side of her revelled in
the sexual freedom she experienced in her intimate encounters with Joe.
Rachel knew in her heart that Joe did not love her. Theirs was a purely
physical relationship where he used her body to satisfy his lusts in a way
her husband never had.

Rachel could not deny that thoughts about the forbidden

pleasures frequently intruded on her mind. She became despondent,
edgy, and unfulfilled when Joe did not call, sometimes for weeks. Then
the call would come and she would go to him while hating herself for
wanting him with a need that could not be denied. She did things for
Joe that she had not done even for Warren. Filthy, degrading things that
sometime haunted her thoughts the next day. But the orgasms were too
good to deny. Rachel trembled at the thought of his calloused hands on
her satiny skin. She felt her nipples harden beneath the sheer nightgown
as she imagined the weight of his muscular body on hers...

It had started innocently enough when Joe was hired to remodel

part of the kitchen. She had walked into the dusty chaos one day
intending to ask him if he wanted some fresh lemonade. Her husband
was at work and her son Tony was in school. He caught her staring at his
bare, muscular back. Saw her blush and murmur something. Seemingly
in a trance, she watched as Joe walked up to her, so tall and tanned. So
confident. So sure of his manliness. She remembered how his dark eyes
undressed her, dwelling on her firm breasts pushing against her sweater.
Eyeing her long legs, sensuously curved, shown to full advantage by the
short skirt she wore.

Something deep and primal prevented her from moving away

as his hands came down on her shoulders, his musky male scent
overpowering her senses. Her pulse and breathing ragged as he nuzzled
her throat, his unshaven jaw brushing against her face. His strong hands
tracing a line down her back to rest on the curve of her hips as he kissed
her. Rachel knew she should push him way, to back away from the
temptation he offered, but she felt like a stranger in her own body. Even
as her mind screamed at her to stop, her body refused to obey.

In a daze, she felt the hard obstruction against her back as the
rugged carpenter backed her towards the wall, trapping her between
the cabinets and his muscular form. Seeming incapable of resisting, she
watched torn between horror and arousal as one calloused hand reached
under her skirt, slipping between her sleek thighs. Rachel began to
tremble involuntarily as Joe's fingertips brushed past her mound, rubbing
along her slit through the thin silk panties she wore. The sheer material
began to moisten with growing dampness as his exploring fingers
brought her to full arousal.

Rachel let out a moan, sagging into Joe's strong arms as his
fingers crawled under the hem of her panties, wriggling inside her
between the soft folds of her pussy. Beneath her sweater, Rachel's
nipples erected to stiff peaks as he continued to work on her sensitive
flesh, his hand busy beneath her short skirt. She locked her arms around
his thick neck, her eyes shut in rapture as his fingers twisted their way
slowly into her slick, damp tunnel...

If you enjoyed this sample then look for An Affair With

Our Repairman.
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An Affair With Our Repairman

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