My Neighbours Replaced My Wife Ch. 02

Many thanks to all of you who read and or commented on part 1, yes it's a series, of this story. I aim to develop Richie's adventures along 2 paths, one a slow burn storyline which extends over a number of episodes and two, numerous self contained escapades along the way. I hope you'll approve.

Richie:

I had Patti just where I wanted. Her puffy labia at the mercy of my tongue. I loved the way her body shuddered as she built towards each climax and I was amazed at how relaxed I had become to the taste of our combined juices as I lapped them up, it now seemed completely naturally to eat her out after I'd filled her pussy to overflowing.

After she calmed down from her last climax I quickly clambered ouf of the pool, my cock swaying eagerly. I picked her up and carried her inside.

I was so turned on by her body and the way she came, I had to have her again. I got her into the lounge and laid her against the settee, face down. I kicked her legs apart and lined myself up. She was absolutely dripping. I slid in so easily. I wasn't patient this time. I was in control now, her body was so receptive, she kept telling me so.

"Oh my god, Richie, I love what you're doing to me. Just do it harder!"

I gave her what she wanted. My hips slammed into her, driving my cock balls deep each time. My balls slapped hard against her clit making her groan and then grunt. It was primal, it was wonderful!

Patti:

Jesus! His stamina! The noises we were making as his dick kept ramming into me were getting louder and louder. He was grunting with the effort, I was moaning and groaning as the pleasure washed over me each time his heavy balls slapped against my pleasure bud.

We were damp, not with water anymore, now it was sweat, delicious sweat. I could feel it when his tummy brushed against my ass. I loved it! This guy could really fuck! Annie was stupid to let him go, but then again I'd met too many couples who seemed boring and bland together but insatiable and innovative when I got them on their own!

Right now I needed Richie to give me another load of his yummy man cream. I couldn't wait to report back to the book club, and to Earl!

Richie:

Oh fuck I was going to cum! Patti was begging me to give it to her so I got a bit selfish and concentrated on me. I grabbed hold of her hips, I'm pretty sure I will have left marks on them. I smiled to myself as I felt the familiar pressure building.

"I'm gonna cum!" I announced urgently. My shaft swelled and then, pow! I gave her a big load, in five or six big spurts. I felt her milking my cock, sucking the last drops from my balls. I was done. I collapsed over her back, my chest heaving and both of us breaking into a fit of the giggles.

"Wow! That was amazing. You're amazing Patti. My god I needed that."

"Well, I have enjoyed myself too." She kissed me on the nose. "But I should be getting back to Earl. I've got so much to tell him!" She laughed out loud.

What a woman! After she'd gone I took a shower and sat outside with another margarita and enjoyed the final rays of the sun

"Phew! What a day!". I needed some time to to recover after that. I'm not 18 any more, I'm 42, and ok, I'm pretty fit but that was pretty intense. My balls were empty!

As it was I didn't hear from any of the book club for a couple of days. I spent the time reorganising my finances and setting the divorce in motion. A few male friends called to offer support and they all seemed pretty insistent that I made Annie pay. It was weird but I didn't want to do that. I understood why she'd done it. She would soon be out of my life completely, she had already been replaced "in my bed" so to speak. I was in a pretty good place all in all, in fact the experience with Patti had done something to my brain. I was a different person in some way that I couldn't really define. I felt confident and vigorous, which wasn't necessarily my normal persona. Normally, when meeting someone new I'd be slow to engage but since Annie had dumped me I was most definitely eager to engage. I was looking forward to what came next!

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The next person we'll meet is Eve. She's 36, married to Ian who is the local vicar. She's a quiet kind person. He wasn't her first love but he was just so wonderfully generous a soul that she fell for him. Obviously they didn't have sex until they were married and Eve discovered that Ian wasn't naturally gifted in that department but still she loved him and supported him in his work.

She still did after 10 years of marriage but she was conscious that "his flock" came first, she came second. Actually she rarely came when they had sex. Once her pussy was warmed up she could barely feel him. She was resigned to her life and set out to make the most of their marriage. The other members of the book club welcomed her and even though she didn't share details of her sex life, they still included her in their revelations.

She wore clothes that masked her figure but the others in the club had worked out that she had a nice figure, full breasts, a narrow waist and slim hips. She was short, only just over five feet tall with an oval, sweet face and clear, twinkly blue eyes. They would have said that she was hiding her light under a bushel.

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Eve:

I'll admit it, I was embarrassed by the tone and content of the ladies' conversations at book club. I expected it would be about books but that seemed to be just a ruse to enable them to spend evenings together drinking and discussing their husbands' shortcomings!

I was the vicar's wife for goodness sake. I certainly wasn't going to discuss what went on in the privacy of the vicarage. Although, to be fair, there was nothing of any interest, well not to them anyway, after all they had the lurid tales of Patti's sexual adventures to keep them entertained. But they humoured me and always made me welcome. Maybe it was my chocolate brownies that they liked!

When Annie had told us of her situation and her decision to leave Richie I counseled her to think carefully before destroying what she had. She was kind enough to listen to me but I knew she'd made her decision. I told her that I would do my best to check in on him and make sure he wasn't being stupid.

After Viv and then Patti had reported back on their visits with Richie I felt a more pastoral approach might be in order. I mean Patti's graphic description of them having sex on the lounger and then in the pool, on the side of the pool and their final extended session of pleasuring each other in ways I'd only come across in my amateur searches online for what I originally thought were perfectly acceptable subjects was a real eye opener. It made me come over all hot and bothered, sufficiently so that I made my excuses and left them.

I hurried home to my kitchen to bake a fresh batch of brownies, in the end I decided to wait until the next morning to bake them so they were still warm when I rang Richie's doorbell. Clutching the tupperware box in front of me I walked up the drive to his front door and pressed on the bell. I heard him walking towards the door and then his voice.

"Give me a minute Eve, I'm not properly dressed." I waited for him to return and when he opened the door he was dressed in a white t-shirt and black shorts.

Richie:

After Patti had left me I concentrated on sorting the legal matters for the divorce. I signed the initial paperwork having spent several hours filling in the details demanded by my solicitor. Whilst it was a chore, it had to be done and anyway I was able to do it with a broad smile on my face every time my mind drifted back to the previous day and what Patti had done to me.

I was still enjoying my week long nudity so when I recognised the vicar's wife at the door I knew I had to put some clothes on. It was the vicar's wife FFS!

I dashed upstairs and grabbed the first things that came to hand, a baggy t-shirt and a pair of sports shorts, the sort of thing I wore when I was at the gym. I ran back downstairs and opened the front door.

"Eve! Hello. Lovely to see you. Do come in." She appeared to be dressed so formally. A high neck, long sleeved and full length dress. It was a dark brown colour with faint floral patterning. It hid her body perfectly. All that was visible was her face, a pretty face, no makeup obviously and her hands. They were long and delicate with just a single ring.

She walked past me, clutching a plastic container to her chest, and headed for the kitchen. I followed her, my interest piqued as to what might be in the plastic box, some kind of home baked cake most likely, it was the sort of thing a vicar's wife might bring. We sat at the kitchen island. I smiled to myself at the memory of Patti's creamy pussy being hammered by my shaft just last evening, just about where Eve was sitting.

Eve:

"How are you, Richie?"

"Fine." He responded quickly.

"No, seriously, how are you." I added as much emphasis as I could into the 'you'. I wanted him to understand that I was really interested, not just some social chit-chat. He smiled warmly before answering.

"Actually, Eve, I'm doing ok. Much better than I would have expected given the circumstances." He paused, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth. "The neighbours are being extremely supportive."

I nearly snorted the coffee Richie had kindly made me. I knew all too well what he was referring to! I composed myself quickly and set about steering the conversation down more practical lines. Over the next 30 minutes I tried to counsel him about the emotional toil the situation would take out of him and he explained how he planned to sort out his life going forward. He hadn't got all the answers but seemed well on the way to getting them.

He listened to what I said, he seemed engaged in the conversation and, despite I hadn't really known him well before, I felt warm towards him. He was very complimentary about the brownies and when we parted he gave me a hug, a gentle hug, which felt very nice. I told him I would look in on him again.

"I would like that. That's so kind of you Eve. Thank you."

Richie:

Well! That was a bit weird. Not exactly the kind of visit that I was expecting from the book club membership. That said I felt warmed by her obvious concern for my well being. Not like a mother for a child, I certainly didn't view her as the motherly sort. In fact it was quite difficult to get a clear picture in my mind of how I thought about or reacted to her.

I mean she was a woman, although the way she dressed hid all the obvious signs of womanhood, but her smile, ah yes, like the Mona Lisa there was something about her smile. It was warm and honest yet not totally. There was something else. I couldn't put my finger on it but determined to discover what when and if she visited me again.

As the week progressed I was able to complete the tasks of separating our finances and change insurance policies, pensions, investments and my will. By Friday afternoon I had done as much if not more than I hoped so I decided to treat myself. The weather was still hot and sunny and I figured it was margarita time!

Shedding my clothes I headed outside for some rays. One margarita became two and I started to feel a little sleepy. I must have dropped off because the next thing I heard was a woman's voice calling my name from outside the back door. I was about to automatically call her to come in when I remembered my state of undress.

"Just a minute!" I dashed in and grabbed my joggers and a t-shirt. I ran to the back door and opened it.

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Now we'll get to meet Claire. She's also a member of the book club. She works in the local library four days a week and volunteers at one of the major charity shops the other day. She's a tall slender woman with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. The other members of the book club know how disappointed she is with the way her husband, Pete, satisfies her in bed. As in he frequently doesn't.

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"Hi Richie, I'm Claire, from the book club."

Claire:

Horny? That didn't cover the half of it! When Patti told us about the way Richie fucked her my pussy was dripping. The moment I got home I dragged Pete upstairs and literally fell on him. I ripped my clothes while he did the same to his. Once we were naked I shoved him back on the bed and clambered onto him. His dick slipped inside my welcome and very wet pussy so easily. Too easily! He's not a big guy and I had to squeeze my pussy muscles hard to really feel him this time.

He didn't last very long either. Thankfully long enough for me to cum. It was nice. But I wanted more! I knew what I had to do. Once Pete was snoring happily I messaged the club.

"Friday he's mine!"

I was pleased to get several messages of encouragement especially from Patti who even gave me a few pointers.

So here I was late Friday afternoon at Richie's back gate with a massive smile on my face yet nervous as hell. I hadn't been with anyone in years. Not since the affair I had with a work colleague that nearly broke up his marriage when his wife found out. Also I almost slept with Earl at one of the neighbours Christmas parties last year. I knew Patti wouldn't mind, she'd as much as told me to do it, but I just couldn't, well not then. Pete on the other hand was completely clueless.

The girls had warned me about Richie's nudity and I'd been really cheeky and had opened the door really quietly and got a glorious eyeful of his body as he lay back on the lounger. I could see his thick cock and large balls staring at me. I licked my lips.

I stood there taking in the view for a while before deciding not to wake him that way. I retreated behind the door and then knocked and called out his name and waited.

When he opened the door I was a little disappointed that he was wearing clothes. That said his strong arms and muscular torso filled the t-shirt to perfection and as my gaze dropped it was obvious that he wasn't wearing anything under the joggers. I waved the bottle of wine in his general direction.

"I guess the sun is over the yard arm somewhere in the world right now.". He grinned and ushered me in, closing and bolting the door behind us. That made me shiver, clearly we both had the same agenda!

"Let me get some glasses. It's still warm enough out here." He waved me towards a small circular table and two chairs the sunny side of the pool. "Make yourself comfortable."

Richie:

I was instantly attracted to the tall, slim yet buxom woman standing in front of me. Her blue eyes and tanned skin glowed in the light from the late afternoon sun. She was wearing a strappy cotton dress and from the mixture of strap colours I had the idea that she had a swimming costume on underneath. Had she been talking to Patti? I guessed she probably had what with them both being in the book club.

When I reappeared with two glasses she was sitting on one of the chairs. Her cotton dress was draped over the back and her skimpy bikini was on display, as given the nature of the bikini, most of her body. At first glance I was unable to see any obvious tan lines. Naturally my eyebrows rose in appreciation, as did my cock.

I sat down quickly and poured us a drink. She rook a large sip. I guessed she was a little nervous and probably didn't do this sort of thing often, if ever. I leaned forward.

"Well, Claire, tell me, to what do I owe this honour?" I saw her blush. I decided to push my luck, although I was pretty sure I was on rock solid ground. "Naturally the presence of a gorgeous." I paused. "Sexy woman is always welcome. Have you been talking to Patti by any chance?"

I smiled as I saw the colour on her cheeks spread to her neck and the swell of her breasts. For the first time I noticed that her nipples were pushing into the tiny triangles that covered part of her breasts. She took another large sip before answering.

Claire:

I'd taken off my dress while Richie was fetching some glasses but the look he gave me when he walked out got my blood pumping. I could instantly tell he liked what he saw. His cock twitched in his joggers before he sat down. When he spoke I couldn't help it, I blushed and when he mentioned Patti it opened the flood gates. My hormones were raging, my nipples hard as nails and my pussy, oh she was hot to trot!

"Yes, Patti told us all about you. She was very descriptive and very complimentary." He waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. I went on. "I think you may be able to help me with a rather, um, personal matter." His head tilted slightly to one side and he took a drink.

"Oh? What's that exactly?" We both knew the game that was being played here.

"Well, let's just say that my needs aren't exactly being fulfilled." He locked eyes with me. "And Patti thinks you might be able to help me."

He raised one eyebrow and took another large sip of his drink.

"And what do you think Claire? Will I be able to satisfy your needs?" It was my turn to raise an eyebrow and take a drink. I held his gaze. His face changed. A big smile spread across it and as I sat there holding my glass tightly he stood up pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. He dropped it and looked at me questioningly. I held my nerve and didn't speak, I just took another sip.

Then as I watched he stepped around the table so he was just in front of me, his cock bulging in his joggers. Putting his fingers under the waistband he shrugged them to the floor and kicked them away.

Richie:

As I stood there right in front of her, naked, with my rock hard cock waving in her face I felt a surge of confidence. I knew then that I could deliver what she needed, and I was looking forward to that, a lot!

Tentatively, at first, she reached out and stroked my shaft. When a bead of precum appeared at the head she used her thumb to smear it over my shiny glans. God it felt good. Her touch was more delicate, maybe less confident, than Patti's, it felt wonderful and my shaft throbbed in her delicate fingers.

After she had spent a few minutes exploring the limits of my cock and balls she leaned forward and took me in her mouth. She rolled her tongue around my glans, taking care to tickle my frenulum. She knew what she was doing! She proved that when she pushed forward and I felt my cock sliding into her throat.

"Oh fuck Claire! Where did you learn to do that?". She pulled back and as my cock popped free she grinned up at me.

"I've had my share of big ones." She swallowed me again.

"Yet you married someone with a small one?" I'd seen Pete's cock when we had a swimming party. He really didn't fill out his budgie smugglers!

Claire:

Pete might not have the biggest cock but he was a good man. I just needed an occasional bigger one to play with. Normally Pete and my toys were enough. On this occasion Patti's tale of debauchery had got me all hot and bothered.

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him." Richie nodded and stroked my hair as I deep throated him once again..

"I certainly won't tell him and I get the impression the book club is a secret society."

I loved the way his cock filled my mouth and almost made me gag. It also tasted great and his heady musk filled my nose when it was pressed into his thick pubes. He felt, smelt, and sounded like a real man. Much as I would have been happy to have him cum down my throat I needed, yes needed, his thick meat stretching my pussy wider than it had been in years.

I stood up and untied the string holding my bikini top up. It fell to the floor and he gasped as my boobs bounced free.

"Fuck they're beautiful!" My nipples were hard and when I tweaked them it made me gasp. Richie was on them in a flash. While he tortured them exquisitely I struggled to untie my bikini bottoms, finally throwing the flimsy material to one side. I took his hand and moved it down between my legs to where my sex was simply sodden and desperate to be fucked.

Richie:

My fingers slipped inside her and her head fell forward. Our lips met and as I frigged her we began to kiss. We were making out like horny teenagers, but teenagers who knew what to do! She was moaning and grinding herself against my hand.

"Fuck me Richie, please! I need it so bad." She was almost whining. My cock was leaking precum like crazy. I shifted my hands round under her ass and lifted her up. She clung to me with both hands around my beck, but once she realised that I could support her easily she reached beneath her and levered my cock to her opening. I let her down gently and watched as her expression changed from anticipation to ecstasy as my shaft filled her pussy to the max.

"Mmmmmmm, ooooomph!" Her eyes rolled back and she shuddered.

"Surely not already?" I enquired, although I knew the signs, she'd definitely climaxed. Just a small one. In response she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply and passionately. I hadn't started fucking her yet!

"Oh god, that hasn't happened since.." Her voice tailed off as some distant memory flooded her mind. Maybe this wasn't her first time playing away from home. I didn't care. All I cared about was the woman embedded on my cock who I was going to fill with cum!

"Just fuck me Richie. I want to feel it when you cum." I smiled into those stunning blue eyes.

"It's my pleasure." I said and I began to grind my hips against her, loving the way her pussy muscles gripped me now they'd become accustomed to my girth. She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles together. She didn't weigh that much so I carried her indoors and then up the stairs to my bedroom. She especially liked it when we went up the stairs as she repeatedly bottomed out on my cock.

Claire:

Oh god, being fucked as we walked upstairs, that was a new one for me! My pussy was spasming like crazy, it was incredible. I dread to think what sort of noises I was making.

When we got to his bedroom he lifted me off his cock. Oh god why? It felt so good stretching me out! He dumped me on the bed and pulled my legs apart. My pussy lips were glistening with our natural lubrication.

"Beautiful!" His voice was a bit husky. That made me shiver. My body had done that to him. The endorphins surged through me. Still holding my legs apart he bent to kiss my thighs, then my labia, then his tongue slid along them forcing them apart so he could lap at my nectar.

"Oh my god, Richie, no!" His tongue was pressing against my puckered star. Nobody had ever done that before. The sensation was weird but wonderful but when he finally latched onto my clit it was just wonderful.

"Yes, yes, YESSSS!" He made me cum again. This time I felt it all the way down to my toes. Three more times he made me cum before I cried out to make him stop.

"Fuck me, Richie. Now! I'm begging you!"

In seconds I felt his cock pressing against my opening. He smiled down at me and pushed his hips forward.

Richie:

God she was so responsive! And when I finally started to fuck her properly she started crying. I immediately stopped.

"Claire! Talk to me, is everything ok?" She reached up to stroke my face as the tears rolled down her face.

"Yes! Absolutely! Sorry, I can't help it. I'm so happy. I haven't felt like this in years. Thank you Richie." Music to my ears! I pushed her legs as wide as they would go and then back so she was completely split open. I really started to hammer into her and my smile got wider and wider as the look of amazement and then astonishment twisted her features into the perfect picture of ecstasy. She came and came again and again, almost continuously. Her eyes rolled back and she started to make a high pitched keening wail that got even louder when my cock swelled inside her and then exploded.

"Oh fuck Claire I'm cumming!"

"Yes!" She wailed. "I want to feel it! Oh god, yes! So good!" I must have pumped six or seven ropes of my white creamy cum into her juicy pussy before with a loud groan I collapsed onto her, letting her legs fall. She wrapped them around my back and squeezed me with her pussy muscles until I went soft.

Claire:

Oh my god that was good. I couldn't remember the last time I got fucked so good, so hard. I was so full of his cum, it was leaking out of me and onto the bed. I was in heaven. I hoped he would be able to go again!