My Neighbours Replaced My Wife

Richie:

In retrospect I should have seen it coming. We'd been married 15 years and the last few had been pretty difficult. The usual stuff, less sex than before, less communication and a gradual drifting apart. It was a combination of things that led to this situation, my change of role at the firm of architects where I'd worked since leaving college that involved me spending more time away from home and sadly my inability to father children. Yep, sadly I'm firing blanks! There's loads of them but we discovered, eventually, after having my sperm analysed that they're all duds!

I wanted sex, my libido was pretty normal, I was sexually attracted to her, constantly. But, not unsurprisingly, she wanted to be a mother and I failed in making that happen. Looking back her decision to start wearing pjs in bed should have told me something was up. We'd been naturists in our youth and clothing was often optional around our house. My wife Annie, had a great body, long willowy legs, a sexy wiggle when she walked, fabulous tits and long blonde hair that framed her oval face set with baby blue eyes and luscious lips that I loved to feel wrapped around my cock. I loved to look at it, I loved to touch it. She told me the change was because she felt cold but now I'm not so sure, perhaps she was hiding something!

We'd even chosen this house as it wasn't overlooked which meant we could laze around the pool in our birthday suits. But then, last year, she started to wear long flowing kaftan style robes around the house while I was still naked and one piece bathing costumes around the pool. She said she was worried the neighbours might see us. Hmm!

Anyway the fateful Friday night I got back from a week long business trip the house was dark, no sign of life, and her car was missing. Annie hadn't responded to my text about arriving back that night either. Strange, I thought, but not unprecedented, I presumed she must be out with the book club ladies. I dumped my bags at the foot of the stairs and headed for the kitchen. I saw it the moment I turned the lights on. A large white envelope on the table with my name, Richie, on it written in her handwriting.

I opened it immediately and 10 seconds later my world fell apart. She'd left me.

I sat down heavily and took a deep breath before reading on.

"Some years ago I had a one night stand with a work colleague and I got pregnant. I had to have an abortion and that nearly ended us there and then. That colleague came back into my life last year and, well, it just happened, we started having more sex. The result is that I'm pregnant again and this time I'm keeping it. The father wants to raise it, with me. It's an opportunity I can't miss. I'm sorry Richie but I have to put my needs and that of my child first."

Last year? My brain started putting all the pieces together. Yes, that when her behaviour changed, she became more distant, less engaged. Strangely I didn't feel anger. I understood her perspective, sure I was pissed off that she'd been cheating on me but when I looked at it rationally we were going to split up eventually, it was inevitable even if I hadn't accepted the fact. But now it had happened.

I finished the letter.

"I won't contest a divorce, I know you're a fair man and won't try and take me to the cleaners, financially, even though you have every right to. I'm sorry this has ended this way, I'm sorry to hurt you, I wish you well."

As I moved around the empty house I was conscious of all the bits of her that were now missing, a photograph here, an ornament there, her clothes, all gone. This was a clean break, I was on my own. Thankfully the nature of my job meant that I was due a weeks leave which I immediately confirmed using the company WhatsApp link. I realised that I could do very little over the weekend so I decided to treat myself to a clothes free couple of days to get my shit together. It was late summer and the heat was still enough to be naked, so fuck it, clothes off!

The following morning after a fractured sleep with lots of dreams about my wife I got up and didn't get dressed. I padded downstairs and checked the food situation, there was plenty. I wasn't going to starve. I also decided that I was going to drink, not heavily, but all day. Having consumed a hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausages, basically almost a Full English, I made my first margarita and headed outside to enjoy the sunshine.

3 hours and 2 more margaritas later and I was feeling pretty chilled. I also had an itch in my groin which resulted in me getting a rather impressive erection. I'm no porn star. Mr average dick lengthwise but above average girth. I couldn't not deal with it. It was weird, I wasn't thinking about sex with my wife, or anyone for that matter, this was a personal matter. I needed to cum.

I closed my eyes and leaned back on my lounger, the only thing I was concentrating on was my climax. I used my left hand to gently pull my foreskin back to fully expose my shiny glans. A few strokes and my fingers felt the first bead of pre cum bubble up. I smeared it around adding a bit of spit to increase lubrication and settled into a steady rhythm. I was lost in the moment and I didn't hear the soft click of the back gate. What I did detect was a perfume, not my wife's, but when I opened my eyes I couldn't see anything or anyone so I resumed wanking my thick shaft.

I didn't even consciously consider that someone was there, watching me but subconsciously my body went into overdrive. My strokes got faster and my breathing louder. I was getting closer and closer, the pressure in my balls was building and finally with a loud groan my cock pulsed and a rope of thick white cum shot 2 feet up from my dick and splattered onto my chest. The next rope landed on my tummy and the rest erupted from my dick like a small volcano, running over my fingers and onto my balls.

"Shit!" Was all I could say. I was impressed at how much cum there was but then it had been a couple of weeks since the last time I'd had a wank. I surveyed the mess on my stomach and laughed. God, I needed that, I needed to feel like a sexual being. I raised my cum coated fingers to my nose and sniffed.

"Not so bad." I grinned and then for the first time in my life I licked some cum off my coated fingers and tasted it. "Mm, ok-ish. Clearly an acquired taste." I said out loud to no one in particular and clambering off the lounger, being careful not to let my cum drip onto the canvas, I wandered indoors to clean up.

Viv:

When Annie told us she was leaving Richie and that she was pregnant with another mans child we were gobsmacked, all of us! We knew things weren't great but still to have another mans child, well, that's a very big deal. Sure we all shared details of our personal lives at the book club but this was shocking news. Book club was the one real time we all got to share in each others successes and failures. Mostly failures or lack of intimacy, well except for Patti, she and Earl her husband had an arrangement. She called it an open marriage, basically as long as they were honest about it to each other they were free to sleep around and obviously did, quite a lot!

It was a highly emotional last meeting, lots of tears and hugs too. Annie asked us to keep an eye on Richie, just to make sure he was ok and didn't do anything stupid. Anyway that's why I went round there on Saturday morning. I knew that Annie had gone the day before and that he'd got back the night before. She said she'd written him a letter explaining everything and I wondered how badly he'd taken it. I rang the doorbell around midday but there was no reply. I knew that the back gate was always open so I gave up on the bell and headed that way. The door opened with a small click and I stepped inside. I was not expecting to see the sight that faced me directly.

Leaning back on a lounger was a naked Richie. I knew from Annie that he liked to do that. It was still a surprise but what made me stop and then hide behind a trellis was the fact that he was masturbating! It was an arresting sight, his muscular legs spread apart and his hand sliding up and down his thick cock, his large balls clearly visible when his hand rose up his shaft. His strong chest and muscular arms moved as he breathed and stroked himself. I was amazed at the way his shiny cock head kept being revealed as he tugged his foreskin back. My husband David is cut, so this was especially interesting to see.

He was oblivious to my presence, or so I thought, and I watched intently as his movements sped up as his climax approached. Finally his face morphed into a grimace and he groaned as a stream of cum spurted from his shaft and landed on his chest. Another landed on his hairy belly and the rest oozed out over his hand. There was a lot of it! He surprised me when he scooped some up and licked his fingers clean. I'd never seen a man do that before. Once he'd calmed down he got off the lounger and went in doors. I left as quietly as I could, my body tingling with desire. God I was so turned on by it, I jumped on David when I got home and we had an extremely enjoyable early afternoon session in the kitchen and then in the shower afterwards When I told him what I'd seen he just laughed.

"Well if this is what it does to you you need to check in on him every day!" I reckoned he was joking but it did make me wonder. When I reported back to the ladies of the book club there was a lot of chatter. Mostly they seemed jealous of what I'd seen but nothing more, well except for Patti!

"Ooh! What a waste! I think we'd better step up and make sure that doesn't happen again. In fact I'll stop by this evening and see if there's anything I can help with." The rest of us knew what she meant, but would any of us go as far as she would?

Richie:

After my wank and those margaritas I felt pretty chilled. Sufficiently so that I decided a siesta would be in order. I went upstairs and crashed out on the bed. It wasn't long before I was sound asleep and dreaming of. particular fragrance, I couldn't put a name to it but my dream told me that it was important to remember it.

It was a completely different yet equally intoxicating fragrance that roused me. I was lying face down on the bed, my naked ass on display, but the intensity of the sensations in my nose made me roll over to try and discover where it was coming from. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes she came into focus. Sitting on the end of the bed, now taking in my naked form was a woman I recognised but couldn't remember her name. I sat up and looked at her intently.

"Patti" She announced. "We met at one of those interminal summer BBQs last year." I nodded to acknowledge the tiniest memory of such a thing. "I'm one of the book club ladies. Annie told us to check in on you." She shook her head slowly. "You really should lock your back gate, Anyone could walk in!" Whilst she was correct there was nothing about her that made me nervous or fearful. Rather her enigmatic smile and curvaceous body were making other things happen so I rolled off the bed quickly and grabbed my robe from the bathroom door and covered my modesty.

"Oh." She spoke softly. "There's no need to do that on my account. I was rather enjoying the view."

"Can I offer you a drink, er, a coffee perhaps?" I stumbled over my words trying not to be embarrassed by the provocatively sexy nature of this woman - in my bedroom! After all I hadn't been naked with another woman, without my wife being present, for many years.

Patti:

Ooh! I love the reaction that I provoke in men. And this was especially fun as Richie was a good looking guy and hell, he might not be as long as Earl but he looked as though he had a fair amount of girth!

"Sure, a drink would be lovely. What are you having? I'll have the same." I watched his brain process this, I'd seen the empty cocktail glass on the kitchen table.

"Ok!" He sounded a bit more confident. He was a big guy and maybe if he was a bit more confident, with my body that is, we could be having some serious fun in the not too distant future! "Follow me."

I followed his broad shoulders out of the bedroom, sadly, and downstairs to the kitchen. I sat on one of the high stools and allowed my skirt to ride up when I crossed my legs. I loved the feel of the material, shot silk since you're asking, against my naked thighs. I wasn't wearing any panties and I could feel my pussy beginning to get wet. I wondered how long it would be before he smelled my arousal. I smiled at him and leaned forward resting my head on my hands. I wasn't tired or anything I just wanted him to get a good view down my cleavage. I wasn't wearing a bra either. Shameless, I know!

Richie:

I'll admit it, I was getting a little hot under rhe collar. The way she spoke, soft, sexy, very sexy and the way her body was being revealed to me bit by bit. First her skirt rode up to reveal a lot of silky thigh and then when she leaned forward it was pretty obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Was I attracted to her? Dammit yes, but she was one of my neighbours. I could see she was married, her wedding ring glinted in the afternoon sun which was flooding the kitchen.

What did she say her name was? Patti! That's right. I suddenly remembered Annie mention her, and something about her strange lifestyle. I was glad that I was thd far side of the kitchen island, she couldn't see my erection! I made a decision.

"Fuck it, let's see where this goes!" I said to myself and started to make a couple of margaritas. I pushed one across the table to her.

"I'm going to take mine outside. The sun's still got plenty of heat it in. I won't need this." I untied my robe and shrugged it off. I draped it casually over a chair. So far my lower half was hidden by the island. I smiled at Patti and raised an eyebrow before picking up my drink and walking out onto the patio poolside. I sat back on my lounger and waited. I didn't have to wait long. As I sat back, my margarita in one hand, my rapidly hardening cock in my other I took a deep breath. I was acting a bit out of character. I'd never been so presumptuous to think that this situation would work, but work it did.

Patti:

God he looked good from the back as he sauntered out onto the deck. I grinned to myself. Things were definitely moving in the right direction. I picked up my drink and followed him. He looked so fucking hot sat there his hands full, one of drink the other his meaty shaft. It really did look fat. I took a sip of my margarita and set it on the table beside him. Then I slowly unbuttoned the blouse I was already barely wearing and pushed my breasts up and out as they were revealed in their full glory.

"Wow!" He gasped as two of my best features bounced into view right beside him. Before he could reach out I unzipped my skirt and let it drop. I turned around so my ass was facing him and picked it up, shook the creases out of it and lay it over a chair. Then I turned back to him and let my hands run down my body, tweaking my nipples en route to pulling my hairless pussy lips apart. I dipped a finger inside and twirled it around before removing it and smearing my nectar over his lips.

He was hooked, good and proper. I swung a leg over his lounger and sat down on his lap facing him. To give me room he had to remove his hand from his cock which meant it was throbbing and leaking precum right in front of me. Quick as a flash it was in my hands and being rubbed along my juicy slit. I watched his eyes close as the pleasurable sensations washed over him. Then with a quick bit of fancy muscle control I settled my pussy onto him, sinking down him until he was buried deep inside me and stretching me deliciously.

Richie:

"Holy fuck!" She didn't hang around! I didn't get a chance to explore her luscious tits before she was grinding her clit against my pubis. I grabbed hold of her hips and helped her fuck me. Yep, that's what was happening. I might have thought I was in control but it was all her. And I was fucking loving it!

Right then I was bloody glad I'd had a wank earlier as otherwise I would have blown my load way sooner. As it was we got into a seriously hot rhythm. I was able to relax my grip on her hips and explore her fantastic tits. They felt amazing! Firm yet at the same time weighty and squishable, if that's a word! Her nipples were large and very sensitive. When I tweaked them she moaned

"Harder, please!" I did and the noises she started to make got louder and more vocal. "Fuck yeah! Like that you bastard. Make me cum!"

I wanted that, almost as much as I wanted to fill her pussy with my man cream. I hadn't done that in what felt like months. I realised that we hadn't even kissed and here we were already intimately conjoined. I grasped her head gently and sat forward pulling her to me at the same time. Our lips met and our faces merged. No gentle kisses for us, it was full on tongues crashing against tongues, fingers in hair and groans of pleasure. It ramped up the intensity of ouf fucking and pretty soon I felt the first stirrings of my impending climax. It felt like a biggie!

Patti:

Oh man! Bouncing up and down on his cock was a delight. The ridge where his head met his shaft was giving my pussy walls the kind of tingles that were sure to set me off! And when he started mauling my tits and torturing my engorged nipples the spasms started to build. At first gentle clenches of my pussy walls as we started kissing. Shit that was hot! But then as my G spot started to take a hammering I started to whine and wail. I hadn't done that with anyone other than Earl in ages and it was a very pleasant surprise.

We were both starting to sweat, well the sun was beating down on my shoulders. I could see little beads of perspiration appearing on my tits and dripping onto him as we ground against each other.

"I'm nearly there! Im gonna cum real soon. Can you feel that Richie? Can you feel my pussy beginning to milk you dry?"

Richie:

Could I ever! The pressure in my balls was getting almost unbearable.

"Fuck Patti, I need to cum, now! Cum with me!"

I felt her whole body tense up and as she squeezed me with her talented pussy the tap in my cock turned to on and with a loud groan, almost a roar I came big time. My hips jerked up as I pulled her down to me and I sure filled her up alright. Even as she was howling through ger climax my cum was already leaking out of her, running down onto my balls and the lounger beneath us.

Eventually we slowed and ground to a stop. She looked down at the creamy mess we'd created.

"Fuck that was good!"

"Only good?" I asked in jest. She didn't respond in words, just another sloppy and extremely sensual kiss. We lay there in a crumpled heap while our bodies recovered from the pleasure we had given each other. It had been bloody years since I'd experienced such an amazing fuck.

Patti:

Usually the first time you fuck someone there's a degree of fumbling and apologising. But not with Richie, he fitted perfectly and boy did he make me cum. I felt sure there was a lot more we could do for each other and I wanted nothing more than to find out, right away. But first I needed to freshen up.

It was a hot afternoon. He had a pool. So I rolled off him and jumped in. I shrieked as the cooler water hit mg hot sweaty body but in seconds I was in heaven.

"Come and join me." I crooked my finger beckoning him over and he smiled, then rolled off the lounger and onto his feet with the grace of a panther. The few steps it took him to reach the side of the pool showed off his muscles to perfection. He dove in and surfaced right behind me. His strong arms wrapped me tight and I allowed myself to relax back into his body. After a while I said I wanted to swim but realIy I was giving myself a bit of a freshen up. I swam over to the side and resting my back against the tiles I spread my aems wide.

He was there in a flash. He kissed me, first my cheeks, then my mouth, gentle soft kisses. Then my neck, fuck I love that! Then he lifted me up with his hands under my legs allowing himself to feast on my breasts, especially my nipples. I caressed his head and murmured sweet nothings into his ear.

"So good. Don't stop. I like that."

Richie:

Patti's breasts were sensational. Real or fake? I couldn't care less. They felt wonderful and the noises she was making as I sought to discover her pain threshold were so encouraging. But I wanted more. I lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the pool, careful to make sure the sun was warming her back. She leaned back supporting herself on her arms. That gave me the opportunity I was looking for.

I pushed her thighs apart and slid between them lifting her legs over my shoulders. Her pussy was there before me, glistening from a combination of the water, her arousal and the results of our sex. I let my tongue drag slowly from her creamy opening to her hard little pleasure bud.

"God yes!" She moaned. I did it again and got the same response but this time I felt her body shiver. I pressed a little harder, forcing her puffy pink labia apart and allowing me to taste the exquisite cocktail we had made. Creamy, tangy but intoxicating.

As I got more into it Patti's body gave me more in return. Louder exhortations to "make me cum!", stronger convulsions of her hips, her legs starting to squeeze me, it all made me really happy and really horny. My cock was back to its favoured status - stiff!

I wanted to make Patti cum and began to concentrate on her clit with my tongue whilst slipping two fingers into her dripping pussy.

Patti:

"Oh my god! Yes! Don't stop. I'm almost there!"

My whole body was trembling and then it hit me like an express train.

"Fu-ck!" My legs clamped his head tight against me as I rode out the waves of ecstasy. Maybe even better than the climaxes Earl gave and believe me, that's praise indeed. The shivering went on for a long time before I was able to relax. When I did so Richie's smiling and very creamy face beamed up at me.

"Enjoy that?" He asked unnecessarily.