Our intimate life with my husband left much to be desired. No, the feelings did not fade, we still loved each other, but it was the sex and its sensations and emotions that faded. We were both tired at work, we both fell asleep as soon as we touched the pillow, we both had so much to do on the weekdays that at night we felt like squeezed lemons.
And if a miracle happened, and we had time to satisfy the basic instinct, then it happened somehow quickly, in a standard way in the bedroom and certainly with the lights off. No matter how I tune in, I feel relieved at best every other time. Hence the nervousness, the bad mood, the dissatisfaction in everything.
Okay, enough! It was clear that this situation was beginning to tighten. I had to do something. It’s not that my husband was not a fan of experimentation, but his initiative in this regard did not come as often as we would like. In our relationship, mutual oral sex and anal penetration were not strange, but the problem was that this happened less and less often.
I decided to take the initiative. I read some tips on the net, I went to some sex shops, I kept thinking, what kind of pepper to add to the relationship and how to diversify our intimacy? Furthermore, this had to be done in such a way that the spark was immediately ignited in both of us.
After thinking about it all, I bought seductive erotic lingerie in one of the intimate online stores. Black stockings with a belt and a corset that fastens below the chest and leaves it free and open to caress.
I cleaned my entire body of unnecessary hair, put on some sexy makeup, got dressed and decided to prepare a surprise for my faithful. I thought, he will come home from work, ring the doorbell, I will quickly open and as he walks in, I rush into the hallway, I will put myself in a sexy pose, and when he walks in and sees me in this way, he will not be capable to resist, he will launch, well, and then we will find out what is what. We are adults now, there was no need to explain the subtleties of the process.
It’s good that I had time to prepare for the surprise in advance. An hour and a half before the usual time of arrival home, my spouse knocked on the door. The thought flashed: “Today is too early!” I ran to the door, opened it, and rushed into the room, shouting from there:
“Come in! I’m in the hallway!”
At this point, I took a knee and elbow position right on the mat and pushed my butt forward, exposing all my charms. On the steps, I heard someone enter the room and froze.
“Well, what are you looking at? I am tired of waiting! Would you like to join?”
“I would!” A strange male voice answered me.
I turned around and was stunned. Across from me was our downstairs neighbor, Maxim. His mouth was open in surprise, but he looked at me with a look full of desire.
I must say that a young boy lived below us. Five years younger than my husband and me. A kind young man, well groomed and quite calm and collected. He somehow helped us when we bought a washing machine to take to the apartment. Max always greeted me when he saw my spouse and me, and sometimes he was faced with all sorts of minor everyday problems, like borrowing an egg, salt, or some other question. He lived alone. As far as I knew, he didn’t have a girlfriend.
“Maxim! What are you doing here?”
“Yes, I came in with a question, but here it is…” The boy hesitated.
I continued to stand dazed in a pose of ‘cancer’, turning my head towards my neighbor. Suddenly, a frenzied emotion ran through my entire body. An energetic young guy in a T-shirt and shorts with a cock that had already started to get turned on stood in front of me and literally devoured my body with his gaze. Embarrassment, of course, turned out, but I couldn’t let it go, especially after he saw me this way.
Relax and think ‘yes, whatever happens!’ I said:
“In that case, take care of me since you’ve come!”
No, I am not a woman who walked around and cheated on her husband before, although I did want several times with the men I was interested in, but in that situation my enthusiasm just faded at the thought. Being fucked by a guy so young and certainly hungry for sex! All that was in my head at that moment was the desire to feel his cock inside me as soon as possible.
Max started by pressing his lips against my buttocks, then ran his tongue across the crotch area and launched it towards my chest. A moan of pleasure immediately lit up the room. The boy pushed my ass away, exposing my vagina and began to lick it frantically. Lord, how wonderful it was! His tongue slipped inside my pussy, then licked my lips, then sucked on my clit, causing waves of ecstasy rolling into me more and more. My body vibrated like a stretched string, relaxed and enjoyed what had been deprived of for so long!
Time has lost all count. It seemed to me that an eternity of buzzing had passed before a perfectly erect, elastic penis of a neighbor burst into my vagina. He grabbed me by the buttocks and pushed me violently on his cock, giving only a universe of pleasure from his penetration in such places, whose stimulation acted on me like a valerian in a cat. I moaned, screamed, moaned, gasped, my back then tilted down, then leaned up in an arc.
The guy’s cock completely took hold of me, and his playful fingers penetrated unnoticed to me and didn’t hurt at all, but very comfortably, into my ass. Inside, they parted to the sides and tugged on the muscles of the anus, pushing the limits of what was reasonable for me, but at the same time giving that movement an incredible feeling of happiness.
My knees were already numb and I lay flat on my stomach, indicating the need to change positions. As Max disposed of the remains of his clothing, I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. The boy immediately appeared on top and our intercourse continued.
Even in the missionary position, he managed to reach under my ass and feel the precious hole, where he rushed to insert his fingers. We didn’t kiss. I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but I liked it, because I could express my attitude to what was happening with screams of pleasure. You don’t get that kind of pleasure every day.
I finished a minute before my neighbor’s finish line. He once again thrust his penis into me and leaned against my uterus, which responded with a contraction and waves of colored circles in front of my eyes. The heart beat like a rabbit locked in a cage, entered the mind to conquer space, somewhere far, far away, flying out of the body’s release of endorphins, like a cannonball from the muzzle of a cannon.
A minute passed, I kept getting high and it was time for Max to finish. He suddenly pulled his cock out of me and flooded my stomach and chest with spurts of cum. Exhausted, we lay down on the floor and took a deep breath.
“Why did you come, Max?” I asked, catching my breath.
“It doesn’t matter anymore.” The neighbor answered. “I have so much more than I wanted to ask for!”
As soon as the boy left home, my husband came home from work. How everything happened in time, because by that time I had only erased the traces of love from my body but had no time to change my clothes again, opening the door to my faithful in the same erotic lingerie, in which I had just had sex with a young neighbor. The reaction was even better than I expected! He pounced on me immediately and did such a thing to me that the next few times, wanting to get the maximum sexual pleasure, I would always put my underwear on, remembering the day when two men fucked me at the same time with a difference of half an hour.