Eva and Ben had moved in next door replacing my sweet aged neighbors. She worked in finance and was heavily pregnant. It suited her: her auburn flowing hair radiated even when tied up, her olive Mediterranean skin was perfect and her breasts heaved naturally and full. Ben, her well meaning IT-type husband was always running around with the eagerness of a new-dad to be.
I did the usual thing of saying hello, taking over something for their move in, helping with setting up. She was always busy elsewhere when I was lifting sofas with Ben, and only a moment's smile between us now and then. But watching her bounce around in yoga pants and gym wear was enough to keep me happy. I found reasons to go over each day for about a week so I could come straight back and cum thinking of her bouncing on my cock raw and filling her with my more seed.
One afternoon, I could hear muffled moans and squeals next door. At first i was confused thinking it was an argument. But Eva’s groans of delight clarified quickly ‘fuck yes I’m almost there! Keep going baby!’ She was free and lustful and got me rock hard. Ben was near silent and soon whimpered.
Eva continued, clearly having to finish the job herself. I pushed my couch against the adjoining wall, placed my hand against the wall and stroked my cock imagining her teasing and enticing her swollen clit, juices pouring out of her and her breasts bouncing. I timed my strokes to her moans and growled in turn. I wanted them to know. I wanted her to know. I must have fantasised but I’m sure she became audibly louder when I started to moan as if thrilled to have a real passionate lover. And she came just as Ben was hushing her to keep it down, knowing I was listening. I could have sworn I heard her scream ‘listen!’
The next day I could hear Eva louder than before as if she were shouting. ‘Come on baby do me against the window upstairs! I want to look out on our new garden!’ It was so specific, so unnaturally loud that my imagination left me no option but to assume that it was for me; a message in a special bottle just for me. She wanted to show off like a naughty slut.
I waited a few minutes to let Ben give it his best and awkwardly undress them both and tepidly enter his wife. He was a decent guy but undeserving of her. She carried the passion alone. I darted outside in my grey sweatpants without time put on my shoes. The grass blades tickled my feet I looked up and watched her against the window. Her eyes closed and her whole body vibrating and moving onto Ben. You could see his hands clasp her waist. She guided his hands over her heaving tits and flowing hair. She arched back in ecstasy. He was merely witness to her perfect fucking. She guided his hands around her throat and hair as she made him pull tighter and choke ‘punish me for being so dirty! I’m filth. Fucking pound the shame into me baby!’ She teased.
I looked up with my jaw dropped. And then she looked down directly at me as if she knew I was there all along. In many ways she had. She placed me there in her chase game of lust. She purposefully leaned over covering the window. Ben couldn’t see out and she showed me her filled pussy. She nodded encouragingly. She licked her lips and whinced in pleasure looking down at me. ‘That’s it, show me that you own me. Pound me. Pound this slut. Do it for me.’ Ben thrust harder blissfully unaware it was all for me.
I stood there in my garden stroking my cock, watching my neighbour being fucked by her husband. My hand was firm and motionless as I thrust into it at the same time she was pounded. She smiled and nodded as I did. ‘Ok time it faster and make me cum now, you ready?’ As she looked directly at me Ben mumbled and she snapped back to reality and looked back to play the part of horny wife. But secret cumslut suits her far more.
We pushed in faster and deeper. Rhythm synchronised. Eva bent double with pleasure and pumping faster. She doesn’t take her her eyes off me. ‘Cum for me! Fill this pussy! Fuck the whore out of me!’ She masterfully timed my, Ben’s and her own orgasm simultaneously.
A week goes by of relative silence. Then a ping on my phone.
‘It’s Eva, Ben gave me your number. Can you cum over? Ben’s out and I need help with something.’
Part 2 continues this story