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***Author's note; this is a story about cheating. I don't condone any of the behaviour, but it's just a story. Don't take it too seriously, it's only meant for fun. None of the characters are real people and the story is entirely fictional.
Long-time Literotica users may recognize it. I posted this here years ago under an old username and have decided to upload it again. It's a bit more light-hearted and throwaway than my others, even if it does involve adultery.***
Linda yawned wide as she stepped out into the front garden of her new home. The sun was out, the day was warm and she didn't want to waste her time sleeping in, even if she'd got little rest for the third night in a row. Her and Matt had moved in on Friday afternoon and spent most of the weekend unpacking boxes, eager to fill their first house. He'd left for work earlier and she'd considered lying in bed longer, but this was a new place and she had things to do.
They'd bought a house! She couldn't believe they'd made such an adult decision together, after three years of renting they'd somehow managed to save enough money to buy a property. Even with her being made redundant two months earlier there was enough in their shared bank account to go ahead and now they owned their own place! She did need to go back to work but there was no immediate rush. Matt made enough at his office job to keep them comfortable until she could find employment again.
Besides, the move itself had been tiring, but Matt had gone to work this morning and if he could put up with it, so could she. She might have the option of sleeping in longer than him and watching more daytime TV, but that wasn't fair. Boxes needed unpacking, clothes needed sorting and there was plenty to keep her busy. For one thing the previous occupant clearly neglected his front garden, and the plants at the front were in dire need of pruning and watering. It was too nice a day to be indoors so wearing a light blue t-shirt with a gold lion printed on the front and a pair of cargo shorts, she set out to work. They were old clothes and it didn't matter if they got dirty.
The sleepiness wasn't helped by their enthusiastic new neighbours. They hadn't seen them yet, but on their first night in the property they certainly heard them. The walls were thin, and for almost two hours the sounds of wild lovemaking kept them awake. They'd laughed when they first heard the cries of pleasure and the sound of a bed squeaking until the inherent naughtiness of listening in on another couple got the best of them. But when they'd finished and were lying together in a post coital daze, the neighbors were still going.
They were woken by them the next morning and ever since, Linda had started and ended each day with the sounds of her new neighbors enjoying each other. She didn't mind too much but she was a good hour behind on her own sleep. Their staying power was impressive though; she was twenty-three, Matt was only two years older and they hadn't exactly left their peak. They could still get pretty wild, but they hadn't gone at it like rabbits for up to four hours, three nights in a row for years. Their sex life was great, but she couldn't help wonder what it would feel like to be completely lost in a coupling that lasted that long. Whoever that girl was, she was a lucky one.
As she leaned down to pour some water on an especially thirsty looking rose bush, she heard a noise. Looking over her shoulder she saw that the door to the adjacent house was open and the neighbours were coming out, her first opportunity to put faces to the grunts and cries she'd heard all weekend.
The woman was no surprise at all; she was a physically flawless lady in her late twenties to early thirties. Her immaculate brunette hair reached just past her shoulders and framed a face with movie-star looks. She was wearing an expensive looking suit and appeared every inch the glamorous power-driven career type. She was a proud and self-important woman, Linda hated her at first sight. She'd imagined she'd look like that but the man was another matter entirely.
He was much older. He was an elderly silver fox who must have a good thirty years on his lady friend. He was tall and well-built, was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a black silk dressing gown. Every inch of him screamed sleaze and it seemed impossible that they could genuinely be a couple, but as she watched they embraced and after exchanging a brief kiss, the woman walked off.
The man watched and waved until his gaze fell on Linda. He beamed a wide flashy smile at her, revealing a gold tooth on his upper jaw and walked over to the fence separating them, removing the sunglasses as he walked.
*quot;Good morning,*quot; he grinned at her.
*quot;Morning,*quot; she said, in disbelief at what she'd seen.
*quot;Isn't it a glorious day?*quot;
*quot;Yeah...it's lovely.*quot;
*quot;Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners?*quot; he said, holding his hand out across the fence, *quot;I'm Charles.*quot;
*quot;Linda,*quot; she replied, taking his hand and shaking it, *quot;I just moved in.*quot;
*quot;Yes, with your husband I see.*quot;
*quot;Yes...well Hd Porno no,*quot; she replied, *quot;Matt's my boyfriend but we're not married. How did you know?*quot;
*quot;I saw you unloading a van on Friday afternoon,*quot; he said, *quot;Please accept my apologies for not stopping to help. I had a prior engagement.*quot;
*quot;Oh yes?*quot; she grinned, his smile disarming her, *quot;With your girlfriend I suppose?*quot;
*quot;The young lady who just left? She certainly is a charming companion but no, it wasn't her.*quot;
*quot;She's not your girlfriend?*quot;
*quot;Oh yes, well one of them at least,*quot; Charles winked at her, *quot;Promise not to tell?*quot;
*quot;Sure,*quot; she laughed, it was like talking to a stereotype of a rich old playboy, *quot;Was that her I heard through the wall this morning?*quot;
Charles smiled the shadiest smile she'd ever seen on a human being.
*quot;I like to entertain my lady guests.*quot;
*quot;Ha, okay Hef. Nice meeting you.*quot;
*quot;The pleasure was all mine,*quot; he said as she turned away, *quot;But I must welcome you to the neighborhood properly, can I offer you a drink?*quot;
She turned back to see him put the sunglasses on, the smile never dropping.
****
An hour and a half later Matt returned home for his lunch break. He was lucky to work so nearby, it only took him ten minutes to get back which meant he had at least half an hour to have some food and spend time with Linda before going back out for the afternoon. The gate was slightly ajar and there was a discarded watering can in the front garden but he didn't pay them much attention as he walked up and unlocked the door.
*quot;Hey sweetheart, I'm home,*quot; he called.
There was no answer so he tried again, but there was no response. She must have gone out. He hadn't told her that he'd be coming back at midday and there were a dozen things to do so she must have popped out for something. He took a microwaveable tuna meal out the cupboard, warmed it up and walked into the bedroom. One of the first things they'd done was set up a TV on the cupboard facing the bed and if Linda was out, he could always catch up on a sitcom.
Even before he sat down he heard the neighbours again. There was an unmistakeable sound of a mattress squeaking accompanied by the gasps of a woman enjoying herself. Matt couldn't help chuckling to himself as he sat down, leaned up by the wall and used the remote to flick the TV on. Good lord, the couple next door were randy sods. They'd been at it all weekend and from the sounds of things were still hard at it.
He took out his mobile, looked Linda up and wrote her a text message. 'Hi sweetheart. I came home for lunch but you weren't in. I guess you went out to escape the noise, the couple next door are at it again! Hopefully they'll tire themselves out and we can sleep a bit more tonight, or maybe try to keep them awake in return ;-).' He pressed send, put the phone down and focused on the TV, trying not to let the noise distract him.
****
If he'd seen what was on the other side of the wall he was leaning against though he'd have taken a slightly less relaxed attitude. He would have seen a real bachelor's bedroom where not a penny had been spared. There was an elaborate fish tank built into the wall above the bed where a dozen species of tropical fish bobbed together, a walk-in wardrobe filled with fitted suits and a leopard print rug sprawled across the floor. Draped across that rug was a black silk dressing gown and some boxers, side by side with a pair of cargo shorts and a crumpled blue t-shirt.
On the edge of the rug and next to the bed lay a pair of white cotton knickers and a discarded bra. The bed itself was a luxurious king-size affair, draped in silk sheets and a shiny black duvet. It was still made, but there was a couple on top of it. Charles, Matt's elderly neighbour who he'd yet to meet was on the end of the bed, sitting up on his knees with his hands on the hips of the young woman who he was currently fucking in the doggy style position. She was twenty-three, pretty and her skin glistened with beads of sweat. Her heavy breasts were swinging beneath her and she was moaning with delight at every thrust. Less than two hours after meeting him for the first time, Linda was being fucked by her new neighbour.
Good Christ, but how had she got here? She'd only gone in to have a cup of coffee and a chat, how did this even happen? Charles was the cheesiest person she'd ever met in her life, he was so much of an elderly playboy that the stereotype could have been based on him. She'd always believed that only fame hungry women with zero morals slept with men like that but here she was. She couldn't even remember the honeyed words he'd said to her, only that somehow the cup of coffee escalated dramatically and before she'd had time to take stock of the situation, she was cheating on her boyfriend and another man's unprotected cock was inside her. The cup was still downstairs, forgotten and cooling on a kitchen work surface.
Not that she was complaining, despite his age Charles was good at sex. Very good in fact. He wasn't much bigger than Matt, only an Türkçe Altyazılı Porno inch or so but he still reached further than him and he seemed to know exactly what she wanted. She hadn't forgotten she was in a relationship; she felt a bubbling guilt already and could tell she'd feel utterly dreadful later, but right now she was enjoying herself too much. She'd never cheated in her life and hadn't had sex with anyone else for years, so to have a new man inside her was a scintillating novelty.
She shuddered and moaned as Charles built up speed, thrusting in harder and faster and filling the room with the sounds of bodies slapping together. She bit her bottom lip as he speared into her, feeling the bed shake. Not to be outdone, she pushed herself back, wriggling her buttocks and trying to match her lover's every thrust. He was already proving to be a skilled expert, she wanted to keep up. And part of her wanted to outdo that stuck-up bitch she'd seen earlier. They hadn't exchanged a single word and Charles' lady-friend didn't even know she existed, but Linda wanted to be a better fuck. She had no idea why.
A strand of hair fell across her left eye and her head dipped as she let out a long moan. Every nerve inside was alive and the cock in her was thick and rigid. The age difference was intoxicating too, she'd forgotten most of what they'd spoken about earlier but she remembered that he was seventy. Seventy! He was old enough to be her Grandfather! As the thought crossed her mind, the reality of the situation hit home and for a moment, an almost unbearable shame swept over her. Time seemed to slow down as the realisation of what she was doing threatened her. She was no blushing virgin by any means but this was by a considerable margin the sluttiest thing she'd ever done. She looked up and for a moment stared at the fish in the tank above her, hearing Charles grunt behind her but unable to focus on anything but the sight of a few oblivious aquatic animals swimming together.
Then just as quickly as the shame hit her, the physical sensations returned and her guilt all but evaporated. There was still a mid-level sense of depravity and guilt, but as Charles speared into her, her body came alive again. It was if the very acceptance that she was doing something wrong made it even better, for Charles suddenly seemed bigger and her own pleasure all the more exciting. She wasn't a slut, she was just good at sex and today she was going to prove that.
Charles grunted loudly and for a moment paused, enjoying the sensation of being deep within her. She briefly wondered if he was going to cum, but after a second or two he continued, sliding wetly into her. She closed her eyes and gritting her teeth, continued to push herself back onto him. God yes, keep going, oh please keep going.
As Charles persisted in fucking her, Linda's left arm gave way and her head pitched onto the mattress. She turned sideways so she could breathe and saw their reflections in a mirror that took up the entire wall. There she was, totally naked and degrading herself with a man over twice her age who she'd known for one morning. She was young, curvy and petite, he was old, tall and utterly dwarfed her. They were a mismatched pair, born generations apart and nature never meant them to copulate together. It should have made her feel terrible, instead she just felt wicked. Only this morning she'd have never thought anyone that looked like him would ever fuck her, she hadn't even fantasised about someone so wildly different to her doing this.
*quot;Mmmm, you are good at that,*quot; she moaned as his cock once more slid effortlessly deep and pulsed within her.
*quot;It's all you dear,*quot; he said, pushing further and increasing his pace even more. Linda's pussy tightened round his member and she squealed as her other arm gave way, leaving her face down and helpless on the bed with her ass in the air.
*quot;No...nobody finds out about this.*quot;
*quot;Of course not, a gentleman never tells.*quot;
*quot;You're not a gentleman.*quot;
*quot;Perhaps...but I still will not tell,*quot; then he spanked one of her buttocks with a stinging open palm slap.
*quot;Bad girl,*quot; he said, smacking the other.
*quot;Oh fuck that's good,*quot; she cried, feeling herself getting close and thrusting her hips back, trying to take in as much as possible. Charles leaned forward further and took hold of her hair, pulling her head back until she returned to the doggy position, resting on her forearms. Charles let go of her hair and grabbed one of her breasts instead, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
*quot;God...god fucking...oh fuck!*quot; she shouted, so loudly that it startled Matt next door. He smirked to himself then, whoever this woman was, she was loud. The one they'd listened to all weekend wasn't exactly subdued but she hadn't cried out like that. Maybe the lucky bastard had found some other slut to enjoy. He took his phone out again and selected the voice recorder. He placed it beside the wall and started recording, Linda would love this later on.
*quot;Fuck me!*quot; the girl Brazzers shouted, *quot;Fuck me! Harder! Harder!*quot;
Matt started to laugh then, trying to subdue himself in case they overheard him but with the noise she was making it wasn't likely. There was a thumping now, as if something big and heavy was hitting a wall. The bed! Good god, they were making the bed move!
*quot;Oh Christ, I'm cumming!*quot; he heard the girl shout, followed by a loud scream of unrestrained feminine pleasure. Trying to control his laughter, Matt kept recording, blissfully unaware that he was capturing the sound of his girlfriend's infidelity.
On the other side of the wall, Linda spasmed with Charles' cock inside her as the orgasm took her. The delicious wet heat between her legs exploded through her entire body, the thick rod continuing to piston into her as Charles pounded remorselessly. For what seemed like an eternity, she was pushed into the bedsheets, unable to escape the pleasure that was emanating from the core of her very being. She was expecting Charles to go off at any moment but she'd forgotten his staying power and as the last sensuous ripples ebbed away, she realised he was still hard as rock. She was coated in sweat, her hair was plastered to her face, her vocal chords hurt from screaming and the orgasm had been so intense that moving or speaking ever again might be an impossibility, but Charles was still erect and wasn't done with her yet.
****
A few minutes later Matt turned off the record function on his phone. After all the noise, the neighbours had finally quietened and an unusual calm had settled. He'd never heard sex that intense and the audio of the girl crying out was so over the top it was ludicrous. Linda was going to laugh her head off when she heard this, but for now he figured he'd better go back to work. He picked up the container for his lunch and walked to the kitchen to dispose of it. He didn't need to leave yet but he couldn't concentrate on the TV and it sounded like they'd finished.
They hadn't.
Linda wasn't able to take any more but even if she couldn't withstand another battering, her lover still needed satisfying. Charles was on his back now, lying with one hand rested against his head and the other gently ruffling Linda's hair as she enthusiastically sucked him. Her hand was pumping his length and her eyes were closed as her mouth worked him. Already she was impressed, Matt normally lasted a few seconds at best when she did this to him but Charles was holding on stubbornly, refusing to cum.
Opening her eyes, she took his cock out of her mouth and then smiled mischievously at him as she worked her tongue up the length of his shaft then popped the helmet back between her lips. Charles smirked arrogantly and she wondered again how they'd got here? If anyone were to ever ask she couldn't explain how the seduction happened, those minutes between him welcoming her into his house and their frenzied pawing at one another was a mystery. It was almost like he'd bewitched her; she'd been devoted to Matt and loved him more than anything, but with a few honeyed words, Charles got her to disrobe and turned her into his personal slut. But however he'd done it, it didn't matter, this was between them. No-one would ever find out.
Charles moaned softly as Linda worked almost his entire length into her mouth. He was thick and warm on her tongue and she was alive with the appalling sensation of what she was doing. She'd dated Matt for three and a half weeks before sleeping with him, made him wait another two for his first blowjob and even then made him use a flavoured condom. She always did. Charles had met her that day and wasn't wearing anything. There'd been no mention of protection. She should have been mortified, but she'd just gone along with it, all common sense surrendered for the sake of lust. The risk made it better.
Despite her best efforts though, he was still holding on. She took his cock out of her mouth and once more licked him up and down, taking particular care to tease his helmet with her tongue. But still he didn't cum! God, what was it going to take?
Matt meanwhile was about ready to go to back to work. He had a brief three minutes of panic when he couldn't find his keys until he remembered he'd changed blazers and left them in the pocket of the one upstairs. He returned to the bedroom, found them and was about to leave when he heard a familiar creaking.
He paused for a moment, wondering how much gas his neighbours could possibly have left in the tank before hurrying back downstairs. He glanced at his watch and realised he still had plenty of time until his lunch break finished. Fifteen minutes in fact and for a moment, he contemplated staying for another five, but if he did he risked overstaying. He didn't want to be late, he was meeting an important client that afternoon.
Charles on the other hand didn't need to go anywhere. He was on his feet now, stood by the side of his bed while his latest conquest lay sprawled across it on her back. Linda's head was right at the edge and Charles' cock was in her mouth, slowly gliding in and out as she gave him an exquisite upside-down blowjob. From where he was stood, he could see through the blinds of the window and as he glanced outside, spotted a young man in a business suit walking down the pathway of the adjacent garden.