SATURDAY
After last night, Emily and I enjoyed our weekend off. We did some chores around the house and ran around town. After we were done, we went to the gym. We both enjoyed going to the gym. It always relieved our tension from our long work week.
We both got an amazing workout in, and like usual the guys at the gym were constantly checking Emily out.
As we were driving home, I constantly teased her about the men checking her out. Which she dismissed with a wave of her hand.
“Seeing those guys who couldn’t keep their eyes off you reminded me of a certain someone.” I said with a laugh.
“Don’t think I don’t know what asshole you’re talking about.” Emily rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Which did nothing but accent her full breasts.
“Asshole?” I looked at her, raising my eyebrow, still giving her that sly smile. As if I didn't know what she was talking about.
“Sajid is definitely an asshole,” Emily said after taking a deep breath, like she was about to go off. “He’s disrespectful. The way he’s always talked to me has been abrasive, rude, and objectifying. His gross, leering comments about my appearance have never been welcome. I get that the fantasy relies on him being mean, but I’m just pointing out what he is in reality.”
“He has issues with boundaries. You know how he kept trying to fuck me. He always kept pushing until he finally got it.”
“Yeah he definitely crossed some lines when he spiked my drink.” I said nonchalantly.
“He did WHAT?!” Emily yelled in surprise.
Her outburst practically shook the whole car. I almost veered off the road.
“Woah. Um yeah, I am pretty sure Sajid slipped something in my drink. That’s why I was so knocked out. You didn’t know?”
“I...I guess I didn’t really think about it…” Emily had a painful expression of guilt on her face as her eyebrows were furrowed up in concern.
We both knew her guilt stemmed from how excited she was to fuck Sajid that night. She was truly drunk with lust.
“...I guess it makes sense...I’m so sorry, Bill! If I had known I would have kicked him out and taken you to the hospital. Do you know what he gave you?”
“Honey, it’s ok, I am fine. Nothing happened. I’m glad you didn’t take me to the hospital. They would have charged us an arm and a leg, even if you work there.”
“It’s not okay, Bill! Who knows what kind of shit he gave you? You could have overdosed!” Tears began to well up in her eyes as she imagined harm coming to me.
She immediately thought about the worst possibilities that, depending on what the drug was, I could have stopped breathing in my sleep. I could have vomited and choked to death on my own puke. If that had happened at any time that night, she would have never known. What’s more, she would be busy fucking our neighbor and cumming on his dick just down the hall, begging him for more. It was a dark thought that scared her.
“It’s not like I’ve never taken painkillers or sleeping pills before. I don’t think it was anything dangerous. You know how I need to get sleep sometimes after getting jetlagged. I had a good sleep, anyway!” I hoped my light-hearted joking would help diffuse the situation.
Emily's gaze narrowed into a glare. “Who knows what the hell he gave you.”
“I get why you are mad. A lot of things could have gone wrong. He was wrong to have done that. But overall I have mixed feelings about what happened that night. I don’t think we would be where we are now had he not done that…”
“Oh so just because you got to live out the fantasy it’s ok? You got to cum from it and it’s fine that he just slipped something in your drink. Come on, Bill! Sure, it was a wild night and I had fun too, but quit thinking with your dick for one second!”
“Babe, I’m just saying I am fine with it. I get there’s this aspect that he tricked us or something, but I am ok with the way things turned out. I am glad you enjoyed yourself and I am happy about where these events have brought our relationship. I don't fear Sajid or think he’s going to do anything crazy. I’m starting to believe him that maybe he always knew what we needed but we were too scared to take that step.”
That seemed to soften her up a little. She sighed, “Maybe you can be fine with it, but this is totally why we can’t trust the guy. He’s a fucking scumbag. We should stay far away from him.”
“If you think that is the best plan of action, I am behind you one-hundred percent,” I said.
“But be honest with me, baby. Isn't it kind of hot that ‘scumbag’ fucked you better than anyone ever has? I know it’s wrong, but seeing you with him that night was one of the hottest experiences I’ve ever had. I know it’s not something we can do all the time. So if you want to stop and never talk to Sajid again I’m completely in support of you. This adventure is something that I think we will enjoy talking about for the rest of our lives.”
Emily tried to look into my eyes for what seemed like forever, but I was focused on the road. Her face was flushed red.
“Would you be okay if we stopped this fantasy with Sajid?”
“Of course. I want you to be happy. You’ve already made me happier than I could have ever imagined in just the last few days. I know this fantasy is our little adventure, but we can turn the chapter, no problem.” I answered her truthfully.
“You know I want to make you happy, too, Bill.”
“I guess, the real question is, would you be okay with it too? I know this fantasy is something you’re enjoying, too.” I asked.
Emily looked almost surprised I asked her, as though she hadn’t considered the question. “I didn’t think about that. I just wanted to make sure you enjoyed it.”
“The only way I enjoy it is when you enjoy it.” I insisted.
“Bill...I love you so much.” Emily whispered.
She continued, “Ok, yes I enjoyed it. He gave my body sexual experiences I’ve never had. Even now, it’s been days after and sometimes when I think about it, I still feel like my body is floating from all the orgasms he gave me, but that’s nothing if it’s going to hurt what we have.”
“Nothing will ever hurt what we have. It’s me and you forever.” I reached over and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it tightly. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world in my arms. She just knew that this adventure with Sajid must stop.
After we got home and had dinner, me and Emily watched a movie. We enjoyed each other’s presence for a while, before we started rubbing each other’s body’s more and more. We gave each other a knowing smile.
She stood up and turned off the movie before grabbing my hand, leading me upstairs.
It wasn’t long before me and Emily looked into each other’s eyes as we made love in missionary. Emily's soft, loving eyes met mine as we both gasped and moaned our way to an orgasm.
“Oh my God! I’m cumming! I love you!” Emily cried as she came.
I was not far behind her. With our passionate love-making, watching her cum excited me. Within a few strokes, I was cumming, too.
“Emily! I love you too!” I moaned as I blasted my load as deep as I could get it.
“Holy shit, that was amazing,” I said as I tried to catch my breath.
“Are you convinced yet?” Emily said after we both came down. “We don’t need Sajid to have mind-blowing sex.”
“I know, I know, you don’t need to remind me,” I laughed in agreement. We both laid on our backs, catching our breath.
“I have half a mind to go over there and tell him it’s over. I think I’m pretty upset about the whole drugging situation. What do you think? Should we go over there someday and give him a piece of our minds?” Emily asked.
“I understand you’re upset and it’s okay. Still, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I think we should just stay clear of him and he will get the picture. Otherwise, who knows what will happen? I don’t think he’s dumb enough to create a scene, but you never know. Especially when it involves such a hot woman like yourself.”
“Ever since you told me about that drug thing I haven’t even wanted to think about him. I don’t know if I can play along with all the talking we’ve done about him and what happened that night without feeling sour about it. It really tainted my view of that night.” she replied.
“You have every right to feel that way,” I reassured her, “maybe we can talk to him. Get it out in the open. It’s a fucked up thing he did for sure, but I’m just happy it turned out ok. We can look back on this in time and laugh at what a wild ride it has been. But let’s hold off on talking to him for now.” I worked hard to be a good partner on my response, trying to validate my wife. I was secretly a little disappointed that she had just told me she wasn’t into even talking about what had happened now, after an entire week of incredible sex and new experiences for both of us. I didn’t want it to end, but it wasn’t just about what I wanted.
“I guess…” Emily pouted, getting up to go clean herself off in the bathroom.
“I guess he’ll be sad when you don’t show up tomorrow,” I mumbled watching her walk away. As my breathing became slower and deeper. The satisfaction of cumming had relieved my body of all tension, and the bed was pulling me into sleep.
When she got back, I was already underneath the covers and breathing deeply, fast asleep. Emily started to say something softly. But it was no use, I could not be stirred. Emily climbed into bed and turned out the light.
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SUNDAY
Emily sat at the kitchen island munching away at her lunch while aimlessly browsing through some fashion magazine. She sat with her legs crossed on the stool. She was wrapped in blue leggings from the waist down. The color and fabric looked soft and smooth. Her thighs and ass popped on her crossed-leg. She wore an oversized fleece and looked totally comfortable. I was slightly torn between wanting to touch her and wanting to just admire her beauty.
“Want to go to the gym after you eat?” I asked my wife. We both liked to fuel up before hitting the gym. We hated going to the gym and performing like shit because our tanks were empty. I had already eaten and was coming down dressed ready for the gym.
“I went yesterday, so I am just going to rest today,” she replied, stretching her sore back and shoulders thinking about it. She eyed my well-developed quadriceps from under my gym shorts. She loved seeing me in them, which is why she bought me five pairs.
“Alright then, I’m going to head over there now. I’ll grab some groceries and some stuff from the hardware store on our shopping list on my way back,“ I said, approaching her for a kiss.
We pecked politely with a light smacking of our lips. But I wanted more. I hovered my lips in front of her face.
“More.” I said.
Emily smiled and gave me another peck, this time with more lip.
“More.” I repeated firmly.
Emily grabbed my face and kissed me firmly, pressing her whole face into mine. We smacked our lips several times with almost cartoonish kisses. I backed away without ever taking my eyes off her. I looked down at her and chuckled playfully.
“More.” I said again.
Emily laughed and stood up from the stool. She reached up around my neck and got on her tip-toes. I could feel the textured fluff of her fleece around my neck as she pulled me down. Her ass and bare midriff were exposed as she reached up, tempting me. We closed our eyes and kissed deeply. We stayed in position as we began to kiss slowly. Her full lips massaged mine. I could taste her delicious, savory lunch on her breath. My hands were wrapped around Emily's back in a hug. As we continued to make out, I ran my hands down to her waist, then hips. I felt the suppleness of her legging fabric and wrapped my big hands around her ass. I gripped her ass low and close to the back of her thigh, pulling her up towards me.
“Mmm…” Emily hummed into my mouth. I could feel her lips smile against mine. I broke the kiss and grinned like an idiot at my beautiful wife.
“You better get the hell out of here if you’re going to make it to the gym. Otherwise you’re going to have to finish what you started,” Emily said in a sultry tone, leveling her hungry eyes at me.
“Haha! There will be plenty of time for that when I get home,” I laughed. Emily spanked my ass as I turned to leave. We both laughed again.
Emily listened to the garage open as my car backed out. She sat trying to return to her meal and book, but something was different about her focus now. Our little exchange did turn her on, but as she sat marinating in the feelings of my hand gripping her ass, she thought back to last week when she stood so close to where she was sitting now, butt-naked, making out with our neighbor after he had fucked her so well all night and all morning. Sajid had gripped her ass much like I had just done. Emily's skin, fat, muscle, and nerves all remembered the way hands felt amazing on her regardless of who had done it.
She looked at the floor by the counter where she dropped to her knees and took Sajid down her throat. She imagined the way his cock slid against her tongue and how she eagerly gripped it with her full lips and wet throat. She thought of the sensation of Sajid's hot cum blasting down her esophagus as she sat now swallowing her lunch, distracted by the memories and sensations returning.
With the revelations of what Sajid had done to me, her memories of fun and pleasure were now knotted up with feelings of anger. Rage. Most of all, she was angry at Sajid for endangering my health. Her anger grew when she thought of the ways Sajid's scheming had contextualized her fucking him. Every time she called him daddy, every time she came, every thing she did for him to bring them both pleasure was tainted with feelings of Sajid’s treachery. Through his persistence, recklessness, and extreme luck, everything had fallen into place for Sajid, including Emily’s sexual submission, desire, and undivided attention that night.
To Emily, it was just sex. It was a fun culmination of our fantasy that she had played into and enjoyed with my encouragement. It was just going to be a footnote in what was going to be a giant tome of our love life together. Imagining Sajid’s dirty scheming tarnished that. Emily felt she had been confronted with a loss of a sense of control.
Emily was livid at this. Had she known Sajid stooped to drugging me to eliminate me from the picture, she would never have succumbed. To be honest, she and I had always considered Sajid to be sort of a loser. The thought of Sajid using cheap and dangerous gimmicks to give himself the upper hand made Emily feel like Sajid was treating our lives like a fucking game. Her anger grew at the thought of Sajid gloating to anyone including himself about the night he was victorious and lied, cheated, and stole his way into her body and mind, as well as our home. We had brought Sajid into our fantasy and gave him a wide berth to act in his shitty, assholish ways. Emily had tolerated this for the sake of our fantasy. Over the months, we came to expect his behavior and trusted him to abide by the boundaries. Sajid had violated these boundaries.
Emily felt like a fool for being so horny that she didn’t think about much else besides fucking that night. But ultimately, it wasn’t the sex that was the problem, as Emily felt that was a shared decision between her and I. It was the dangerous and lying schemes to get one up on us. It was the fact that it worked, and because of it, she had to grapple with the best sex of her life being mixed up with these feelings of violated trust.
Emily chewed these thoughts and emotions over in her head. Her anger grew and grew. She muttered to herself, going over the arguments again and again, strengthening them along with her resolve to say something about it.
“My door will be open next Sunday,” She heard Sajid's last words in her head. He was confident she was going to want him again. After a night and morning like they had, anyone would think the same. At that time, maybe Emily thought so, too. She recalled reading the name ‘SHARMA' across his back when she last saw him turn around, walking out of her home. Emily remembered the warm afterglow of post-orgasm when she stood there watching him leave last Sunday.
She promised me the night before that we would just stay clear from him and he would get that the fantasy was over. There was no reason to blow this up because the repercussions could be worse than the solution. But her anger won out. Continuing on with the fantasy may have been a thing in the past for us at that point but she needed closure. She needed to know that Sajid knew why he would never get to touch her again. She wanted to release all her pent up frustration and give him a piece of her mind. Not too long after, she was marching out her door full of determination. Little did she know this determination would prove futile to her inevitable downfall.
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Sajid was sitting lazily on his couch. His classic white t-shirt and black shorts. He has checked the time multiple times already wondering if his sexy neighbor was ever going to come over. He really hoped she did, he didn't want to resort to other means to get what he wanted.
It was at that exact moment that he heard a knock on his front door.
‘Finally!’ He thought with an evil smile.
He slowly pulled himself off the couch and made his way to the door.
‘What position should I take her first? Should I make her give me a blowjob first, then carry her upstairs? Maybe just take her right there in the living room? Better yet, push her against the window facing her house! Make her belittle her husband once again, while she is facing their own home.’ All these thoughts came rushing in.
All Sajid knew was this was going to be fun.
He opened the door with a smile, “Hey, how’s my favorite neighbor?”
SLAP!!
What greeted him was his sexy neighbor and a huge slap across the face.
“What hell is wrong with you woman!?” Sajid grabbed his cheek and stumbled backwards into his home.
Emily forced her way in and slammed the door behind her.
“You deserve a lot more than that you asshole!” She berated him pointing a finger in his face.
“What did I do?” Sajid asked with pure confusion on his face while still rubbing his cheek. Emily had one hell of hand.
“Your still going to act dumb? I know you slipped something into Bill's drink so he would pass out all night. How could you do something so dangerous? What if something happened to him!”
Realization flashed across Sajid’s face. Looks like his plan from that night was all out in the open.
“Yeah…sorry about that,” he chuckled.
Emily's face couldn’t have been more furious. “You’re ‘sorry about that’? God I can't believe you sometimes. You just put my husband at risk so you could get what you want!?
“Put your husband at risk? I think you're overreacting, it was just crushed up Ambien. The only thing he was at risk of was getting some extra sleep.”
The confirmation that it was in fact just Ambien, calmed Emily's anger a little, but only a little.
“The point is, we decided to bring you into this fantasy, and you betrayed our trust. I’m just here to tell you that this adventure is over. We are going to go back to being just neighbors, and hopefully that will be the bare minimum. It’s hard to even look at you. If it wasn’t for Bill convincing me to make his fantasy come true, you would've never had a chance to even touch me!” Emily turned around furiously and made her way to the door.
Sajid let my wife’s words churn in his mind. Flashes of last week came to him:
“Does your husband make you feel like this?” He sat with his torso propped up on pillows in her marital bed with his hands behind his head. She kneeled between her legs and supported herself on her elbows before him.
“No. He doesn’t,” Emily had said as her beautiful, deep blue eyes stared deeply into his. She held a sly smile on her face as she said it, and in the next second, dragged the entire flat surface of her tongue across the complete length of his cock. He recalled the feel of her smooth tongue sliding across the underside of his cock. He vividly recalled her beautiful face meeting his thick, heavy cock.
“Uh! God! Yes!” He heard her cries echo in his head.
“Come fuck your pussy, Daddy,” he had heard her say, wiggling her ass in the air.
“Ok, but just one more time. But then you need to go home,” she had said to him with a mischievous, knowing smile.
He heard her breathe heavily over the roar of the shower. He remembered the way she backed up into him as he fucked her in her shower. He remembered the way her slick pussy swallowed him, again, and again, and again. She had kissed him, bathed him, sucked him, and fucked him with intimacy.
He looked at my wife walking away from him and he remembered looking down at her as she pumped his cock with two hands, kneeling on her kitchen floor, nearly ten hours after she had told him ‘just one more time’. She had said to him, “God damn, Sajid. You can really fuck.”
“Ohhhh fuck!!! Sajid! Yes!!” Emily’s arms grabbed at the air for balance before finding their way to cup her tits in ecstasy while she rode him.
“Daddy!!! Uhh! I’m fuckin cumming!” Emily’s screams surfaced in a quick flurry in Sajid’s mind.
He remembered her genuine laughter. Her moaning. He remembered the way she seamlessly flowed between positions and how she kept bringing them water during their breaks to maintain what melded into a fuck-fest of a night with the young wife cumming again and again. There was no lying with her lips after the way she massaged his mouth and tongue with hers. There was no faking the way she relished his dick in her mouth. No way to fake the quivers of her legs and the spasms of her body that his thick cock had released inside her with the caressing of his hard cock against her dripping walls.
He recalled the incredible way she looked as she teased him in her lingerie, blind with horniness as she aimed his cock at her red, soaking pussy.
“Mmm, it feels good,” he remembered she had said, her face flushed and visibly drunk with lust. He could still hear the wet noises their bodies made as Emily drew his engorged, purple cock in circles across her soaked labia.
All of this had flashed before Sajid's mind. He smiled arrogantly. “If that was all an act, you need to quit your job right now and go pro.”
This stopped Emily in her tracks. She turned to face him once again.
“What do you mean by that?” Emily glared at him.
“It’s fucking bullshit that that was all an act!” Sajid laughed confidently.
“I never said I didn’t enjoy it. I said I leaned into it deliberately, to make the fantasy naughtier.”
“Why?”
“To make it better!” She retorted quickly.
“For you or for me?” Sajid shot back instantly.
Emily was taken aback and inhaled a sharp and shallow breath as the truth the question exposed sat with her in her chest. She was silent for a moment too long. Sajid laughed again.
“For all of us. Including, and importantly, my husband. My husband, who you drugged so you could have your way with me.” Emily said firmly after he had stopped cackling.
“‘Have my way with you’? From what I remember, you had your way over and over. You couldn’t stop having your way.”
“Let’s stop playing these games, Sajid.”
“Ok, let’s stop playing games. You’re mad about the drugs. I get it. You want to end our arrangement. I got it.”
“You deserve a lot more than just never seeing us again for that…”
Sajid laughed, “What do you mean?”
His laughter pissed Emily off. She wanted to go for the kill.
“Spiking drinks with a controlled substance is a crime. Did you know that, dumbass? Regardless of what kind of pill it was, it still could've been dangerous. You should be behind bars for that shit you pulled. You deserve to never be able to touch a woman again. You’re just a manipulative asshole who has a big cock, and let me tell you that's all you have going for you. My husband is a better man than you in every way possible.”
“Oh really? That’s not what I remember you saying. At least I have all those sexy pictures of you that you sent me.” Sajid laughed.
Emily was surprised. She had forgotten about them.
‘Fuck!. I’m going to need those,’ she thought quickly.
“Honestly, I don't care for them. I can delete all of them right now, but there's one video I definitely don't want to part with.”
This took Emily back, she was surprised that he would part with them so easily. Unfortunately the second half of his sentence made her squint her eyes at him. All the videos they took were on her phone, what could he be talking about?
“Video? What video are you talking about?” She asked with a nervous voice.
Sajid laughed and turned around walking to his living room to retrieve his phone. Emily followed him and stood at the entrance of the room. A bad feeling was rising in her stomach. This may not have been a good idea as she thought. Maybe she should’ve stayed away like Bill suggested.
Sajid grabbed his phone, fumbling through it as he made his way back to Emily. He found the video and turned the phone to face her, pressing play.
Emily watched the video in Sajid’s hand, quietly stunned.
PLAT…PLAT… PLAT… PLAT… PLAT… The tinny sounds rang out from his phone as Emily watched a woman’s ass bounce gloriously against his thighs in his point-of-view. A thick cock took long, slow, steady strokes in and out of a red, shimmering wet pussy. It looked tight around the man’s rock-hard organ.
“Uh! Yes…” cried the beautiful woman in the video. She was on her knees with her ass high in the air. Her arms stretched out in front of her and her toned back and shoulders were in full view. The video was well-framed as her wide hips, ass, back dimples, slim waist, back, and blonde hair were all in frame. The beautiful woman’s eyes were closed and her mouth was agape as half of her face lay flat on the bed.
The man in the video continued to fuck her steadily as he reached forward, grabbing a handful of her silky, flowing hair. Without any violent jerking, he applied pressure to her hair, pulling her up until she was on her hands. He didn’t skip a beat as the sounds of their bodies fucking maintained a constant tempo.
The camera panned from the view of her backside to the large mirror on the wall. There she was in full view. If her phenomenal ass and bedroom decor was unrecognizable, this was the nail in that coffin. Unequivocally, Emily stared at her own face as it was warped in pleasure. Her eyes were still shut in the video as Sajid continued to pound her from behind. She also saw Sajid’s face. He was beet red and sweating profusely as he panted into the camera microphone. His unkempt hair and shitty smile were unmistakable. It was a massive contrast between Emily's gorgeous face and his.
Compared to where she was emotionally and mentally when that video was taken and as she stood there speechless and angry, Emily couldn’t feel more alien to the person on the screen. She felt as though she was watching someone else as a voyeur would.
“You like this?” Sajid asked in the video.
Emily’s eyes were still shut. She was in her own world of sensation as Sajid rubbed her insides with his raw cock. She felt the ridge of his cock head drag all the way out…then push all the way in. Her canal stretched around him as he plunged forward. His thick cock disappeared between her thighs and the contours of her beautifully shaped ass. It reappeared as he pulled back, coated in her shimmering juice.
“Oh God!” Emily a smile spread across her face, “Mmm! Yes!”
She inhaled sharply as the smile quickly morphed to an open-mouthed “O-face”. PLAT…PLAT…PLAT…
“Oooh!” she gasped.
“You’re going to make me cum,” she hummed the last syllable.
“You gonna cum on by cock?” Sajid’s voice bellowed being so much closer to the mic. “Right here in this bed you share with your husband?”
“Mmm! … Yes…”
“Bill fuck you like this?”
“No…Ah! Fuck!” she gasped.
“You like this dick?”
“Your dick is so good,” she whispered in a hiss.
“It’s so fucking good!” She brought her right hand up to her breast and pulled at her nipple.
Sajid kept his slow, long, steady strokes while Emily gasped loudly.
“Oh my God! Fuck! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” she cried.
“Shit! I’m cumming!”
She slapped the bed with her hand and balled it into a fist. Her left hamstring quivered involuntarily. It made her ass shake. Sajid’s cock stayed buried in her pussy, firm and unyielding.
As Emily watched the video, she was taken aback watching her jiggly ass cheeks slapping against Sajid. She wasn’t used to seeing herself like this.
Sajid released his grip from her thick, silky, blonde locks. She collapsed chest-down onto the bed. Sajid tried to hold her hips, but with only one hand on her hip and the other on the phone, Emily slipped from his grasp onto the bed. On the video, you could see her slide off his cock to reveal just how much of it was sheathed inside. His hard, angry looking cock shimmered with her juice. Emily fell to the bed and her ass shook gently as her hips made contact with our marital bed. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths after being overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Oh my God…How are you making me cum so much?” she asked with her face half muffled by the bed.
“Just say ‘thank you’,” Sajid teased from behind the camera.
The thick fingers of his hand fell away from the camera and smacked my wife’s ass. The way her flesh rebounded revealed the quality of the way she was built. It wasn’t all loose skin or fat, nor was it all muscle. She had the perfect balance. He held on, pulling at one of her full ass cheeks. Her asshole and more of her well-fucked, wet pussy were revealed to the camera.
“Thank you for making me cum all night, Sajid…” Emily sighed into the bed, with a tone of sincere satisfaction in her voice.
“Good slut. You’re welcome.” He maintained his hand-hold on her ass and kneaded it, maintaining his claim.
“Hehe…mmm,” Emily cooed cutely.
The video ended.
“See?” Sajid sneered, “We have a good time together.”
“You can never show that to anyone.” Emily would have been pale from her shock if she wasn’t beet red from the embarrassment of having just watched herself cum all over his cock on camera. A small part of her marveled at how good the video looked. She quickly buried any thoughts of how hot the video was, along with the warm memories of getting fucked as good as she did in the video.
“Maybe I won’t, but you just spent five minutes chewing me about how you can’t trust me,” he pointed out arrogantly.
“You can keep the $10000 from the bet, in exchange for the videos and images you have of me.” Emily offered.
“I don’t give a shit about the $10000. I’m going to hang on to these videos. My friends and folks in the neighborhood aren’t going to believe that I was able to fuck a woman as hot as you.”
“Don’t you dare show anyone!” Emily shouted.
“I’ll give you these things…in exchange for something.”
“...What?” Emily glared, crossing her arms. Her face twisted in disgust.
“You know what.”
“Fuck you, asshole.” Emily’s glare stabbed at his face.
“Maybe if you weren’t such a ‘good actor’ I’d have been ready to hit it once and drop you. But the way it turns out, you’re the best fucking slut there ever was. I’m going to want more of that. Don’t tell me it wasn’t good for you, either. I know it was.” Under his large, heavy brow, there was a dangerous glint in his beady eyes as he stood his ground against my angry wife.
“I want to hook up with you at least a few more times, but only keeping it between us. I loved the beginning of this fantasy when I thought you were going behind your husband's back.” He said his final terms.
“No way! You can forget it. Keep the videos, I don’t give a shit. Spend the rest of your life beating your meat to them. But if this comes back to me or my husband in any way, I’m coming over to make sure you’ll never get to touch yourself ever again.”
“Oh, threatening assault? Maybe you’re the one who deserves to be put away.” Sajid snickered.
“Last chance. Hand over the videos and keep your $10000 along with the memories.”
“No way.”
“I can’t believe I ever let you do anything with me, asshole. Don’t ever come near me or my husband again.” Emily gave him an angry glare and started to leave again. Right when her hand reached for the doorknob, Sajid's voice rang out again.
“Whatever you say. I wonder what your relatives and the other neighbors will think of our little video.”
Emily's face paled, “You-you wouldn’t!”
“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. I’ll give you the night to think it over. If I don't hear from you by then, maybe you’ll see a new video post on your Facebook profile later this week. Introduce myself there, I’m sure your relatives would love my stories.”
Emily gave him the dirtiest look she could muster and stormed out. While Sajid stood there with his arms folded across his chest, as if he could see victory in sight.
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I got home from the gym to find Emily cuddled up on the couch in deep thought. Emily was so into whatever she was thinking about, she didn’t even notice me come in.
“Hey beautiful,” I smiled at her, “Is something bothering you?”
Emily jumped to see me, “Oh. It's just you honey. Sorry, just some work stuff has my mind wandering.”
Emily wanted to tell me what happened at Sajid's, but she was worried it would make the situation even worse. She had to think of a solution to get out of this mess. Her mind was running frantically, she needed to ask advice from the only person she could think of. Her gym friend.
“Maybe I’ll go on a run. I think the cold air will help clear my head.” Giving me a light kiss on the cheek, before heading upstairs to change.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked with a concerned look on my face as she made her way to the stairs.
Emily nodded with a light smile, before going up to their room to change. She put on sleek black thermal yoga pants with a matching longsleeve and black headband. I marveled at how easy it was for her to look so beautiful. She grabbed her headphones, and gave me one last kiss before heading out the door.
This wasn’t the first time Emily stressed out about work. Working at a hospital, there were bound to be some problems, so I didn't think anything of it. I thought I would take her somewhere nice to eat tonight and help get her mind off of it.
After putting away the few groceries I picked up, I took the hardware stuff from the store out of my car and put it in the garage. As I was finishing in the garage, a scene flashed before me. It was one of the earlier videos Emily took with Sajid. Leading him to our garage before sucking his dick in my own car. It was yet another privilege he took from me before I could experience it. It made my blood pressure spike thinking about how my wife had snuck our neighbor into the garage while I slept and sucked him off in my car without my knowledge. My cock was already starting to harden thinking about it.
Although I knew the fantasy was over, after everything me and Emily discussed. I just couldn’t help but still get turned on from the fantasy. So many parts of our house will forever be tainted by our asshole neighbor. I needed to suppress my urges again. After time, maybe these scenes will stop flashing before me.
Emily’s runs always took at least 20-30 minutes, so I knew I had some time. I quickly made my way to my office. I uploaded a few of her videos on my computer for a rainy day, I guess this would count as one.
As I went through my files, I realized how many videos I actually had of Emily and Sajid together. The only downfall was I had no sex videos between the two of them. If I only knew that one sex video I wished I had, was the video that Sajid was threatening Emily with.
I finally found the video I was looking for. It started exactly how I remembered it. Emily was hushing Sajid in her skimpy clothing, as she led him through our backyard into our garage. It wasn’t long before Sajid had Emily over the seat and sucking his massive cock. I didn’t realize how loud I had the computer, and the sounds of their taboo acts echoed through the house. If only I was smart and used my headphones.
A few minutes later, Emily walked into their house. Her ‘run’ turned into a walk around the block. She had called her friend who gave her much needed advice.
Emily expected to find me when she walked in, but what greeted her was a sound she was all too familiar with. She slowly made her way to the source and it led her right to my office. She peeked her head in and saw me with my hard cock out stroking it while engrossed in whatever I was watching.
‘Is he watching porn?’ Emily thought.
Her questions were quickly answered by the video on the speakers.
“Fuck, your pussy tastes so good. Your husband is so lucky. Can’t believe you save this just for him. We should change that some day.” Sajid's voice projected from the speakers.
“Oh my God…” I moaned out loud, knowing that day had come and gone. There was a pain in my voice. I wish I had seen it all. I thought briefly to what I had seen when I walked into our bedroom, and when I watched them fuck from the kitchen.
“Not tonight…..and yeah, he is lucky, But what about you? My husband never gets this slutty side of me.” Emily said on the video.
How far had we come since that video was taken...and how many times? I kept stroking my cock. The blood flow from my workout made my veins pop out in my muscular arms as I gripped my cock.
“Since your pussy is for your husband, you should save this for your daddy.”
“No…That's so wrong! Stop! No one ever touched me there before!!”
“You should let my cock break this big ass open.”
I deeply moaned at their dialogue into the air, thinking I was alone.
Emily was in shock. It wasn’t porn, it was an old video of her and Sajid. She leaned back into the hallway out of sight. She quietly made her way out of the house and decided to walk around the block again. She didn’t want to catch me in the middle of it and make me feel embarrassed. Just the other night, I told her the fantasy was over and we could move on. Maybe her friend was right…
Emily had too much on her mind as she slowly walked down her block. She loved me and she knew deep down that this fantasy wasn’t out of my system. That I was just going with what she wanted because I didn't want to push her too far. Now with this video Sajid was holding over her, on top of me still watching videos of her and Sajid, she knew what she needed to do. As she made her way to the street, anybody that saw Emily would see the determination in her eyes. If my office window was opened, I would have seen the tracks of my wife’s footprints in the snow as they marched away from the warmth of our home as I blew my load to the video on my screen.
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After last night, Emily and I enjoyed our weekend off. We did some chores around the house and ran around town. After we were done, we went to the gym. We both enjoyed going to the gym. It always relieved our tension from our long work week.
We both got an amazing workout in, and like usual the guys at the gym were constantly checking Emily out.
As we were driving home, I constantly teased her about the men checking her out. Which she dismissed with a wave of her hand.
“Seeing those guys who couldn’t keep their eyes off you reminded me of a certain someone.” I said with a laugh.
“Don’t think I don’t know what asshole you’re talking about.” Emily rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Which did nothing but accent her full breasts.
“Asshole?” I looked at her, raising my eyebrow, still giving her that sly smile. As if I didn't know what she was talking about.
“Sajid is definitely an asshole,” Emily said after taking a deep breath, like she was about to go off. “He’s disrespectful. The way he’s always talked to me has been abrasive, rude, and objectifying. His gross, leering comments about my appearance have never been welcome. I get that the fantasy relies on him being mean, but I’m just pointing out what he is in reality.”
“He has issues with boundaries. You know how he kept trying to fuck me. He always kept pushing until he finally got it.”
“Yeah he definitely crossed some lines when he spiked my drink.” I said nonchalantly.
“He did WHAT?!” Emily yelled in surprise.
Her outburst practically shook the whole car. I almost veered off the road.
“Woah. Um yeah, I am pretty sure Sajid slipped something in my drink. That’s why I was so knocked out. You didn’t know?”
“I...I guess I didn’t really think about it…” Emily had a painful expression of guilt on her face as her eyebrows were furrowed up in concern.
We both knew her guilt stemmed from how excited she was to fuck Sajid that night. She was truly drunk with lust.
“...I guess it makes sense...I’m so sorry, Bill! If I had known I would have kicked him out and taken you to the hospital. Do you know what he gave you?”
“Honey, it’s ok, I am fine. Nothing happened. I’m glad you didn’t take me to the hospital. They would have charged us an arm and a leg, even if you work there.”
“It’s not okay, Bill! Who knows what kind of shit he gave you? You could have overdosed!” Tears began to well up in her eyes as she imagined harm coming to me.
She immediately thought about the worst possibilities that, depending on what the drug was, I could have stopped breathing in my sleep. I could have vomited and choked to death on my own puke. If that had happened at any time that night, she would have never known. What’s more, she would be busy fucking our neighbor and cumming on his dick just down the hall, begging him for more. It was a dark thought that scared her.
“It’s not like I’ve never taken painkillers or sleeping pills before. I don’t think it was anything dangerous. You know how I need to get sleep sometimes after getting jetlagged. I had a good sleep, anyway!” I hoped my light-hearted joking would help diffuse the situation.
Emily's gaze narrowed into a glare. “Who knows what the hell he gave you.”
“I get why you are mad. A lot of things could have gone wrong. He was wrong to have done that. But overall I have mixed feelings about what happened that night. I don’t think we would be where we are now had he not done that…”
“Oh so just because you got to live out the fantasy it’s ok? You got to cum from it and it’s fine that he just slipped something in your drink. Come on, Bill! Sure, it was a wild night and I had fun too, but quit thinking with your dick for one second!”
“Babe, I’m just saying I am fine with it. I get there’s this aspect that he tricked us or something, but I am ok with the way things turned out. I am glad you enjoyed yourself and I am happy about where these events have brought our relationship. I don't fear Sajid or think he’s going to do anything crazy. I’m starting to believe him that maybe he always knew what we needed but we were too scared to take that step.”
That seemed to soften her up a little. She sighed, “Maybe you can be fine with it, but this is totally why we can’t trust the guy. He’s a fucking scumbag. We should stay far away from him.”
“If you think that is the best plan of action, I am behind you one-hundred percent,” I said.
“But be honest with me, baby. Isn't it kind of hot that ‘scumbag’ fucked you better than anyone ever has? I know it’s wrong, but seeing you with him that night was one of the hottest experiences I’ve ever had. I know it’s not something we can do all the time. So if you want to stop and never talk to Sajid again I’m completely in support of you. This adventure is something that I think we will enjoy talking about for the rest of our lives.”
Emily tried to look into my eyes for what seemed like forever, but I was focused on the road. Her face was flushed red.
“Would you be okay if we stopped this fantasy with Sajid?”
“Of course. I want you to be happy. You’ve already made me happier than I could have ever imagined in just the last few days. I know this fantasy is our little adventure, but we can turn the chapter, no problem.” I answered her truthfully.
“You know I want to make you happy, too, Bill.”
“I guess, the real question is, would you be okay with it too? I know this fantasy is something you’re enjoying, too.” I asked.
Emily looked almost surprised I asked her, as though she hadn’t considered the question. “I didn’t think about that. I just wanted to make sure you enjoyed it.”
“The only way I enjoy it is when you enjoy it.” I insisted.
“Bill...I love you so much.” Emily whispered.
She continued, “Ok, yes I enjoyed it. He gave my body sexual experiences I’ve never had. Even now, it’s been days after and sometimes when I think about it, I still feel like my body is floating from all the orgasms he gave me, but that’s nothing if it’s going to hurt what we have.”
“Nothing will ever hurt what we have. It’s me and you forever.” I reached over and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it tightly. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world in my arms. She just knew that this adventure with Sajid must stop.
After we got home and had dinner, me and Emily watched a movie. We enjoyed each other’s presence for a while, before we started rubbing each other’s body’s more and more. We gave each other a knowing smile.
She stood up and turned off the movie before grabbing my hand, leading me upstairs.
It wasn’t long before me and Emily looked into each other’s eyes as we made love in missionary. Emily's soft, loving eyes met mine as we both gasped and moaned our way to an orgasm.
“Oh my God! I’m cumming! I love you!” Emily cried as she came.
I was not far behind her. With our passionate love-making, watching her cum excited me. Within a few strokes, I was cumming, too.
“Emily! I love you too!” I moaned as I blasted my load as deep as I could get it.
“Holy shit, that was amazing,” I said as I tried to catch my breath.
“Are you convinced yet?” Emily said after we both came down. “We don’t need Sajid to have mind-blowing sex.”
“I know, I know, you don’t need to remind me,” I laughed in agreement. We both laid on our backs, catching our breath.
“I have half a mind to go over there and tell him it’s over. I think I’m pretty upset about the whole drugging situation. What do you think? Should we go over there someday and give him a piece of our minds?” Emily asked.
“I understand you’re upset and it’s okay. Still, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I think we should just stay clear of him and he will get the picture. Otherwise, who knows what will happen? I don’t think he’s dumb enough to create a scene, but you never know. Especially when it involves such a hot woman like yourself.”
“Ever since you told me about that drug thing I haven’t even wanted to think about him. I don’t know if I can play along with all the talking we’ve done about him and what happened that night without feeling sour about it. It really tainted my view of that night.” she replied.
“You have every right to feel that way,” I reassured her, “maybe we can talk to him. Get it out in the open. It’s a fucked up thing he did for sure, but I’m just happy it turned out ok. We can look back on this in time and laugh at what a wild ride it has been. But let’s hold off on talking to him for now.” I worked hard to be a good partner on my response, trying to validate my wife. I was secretly a little disappointed that she had just told me she wasn’t into even talking about what had happened now, after an entire week of incredible sex and new experiences for both of us. I didn’t want it to end, but it wasn’t just about what I wanted.
“I guess…” Emily pouted, getting up to go clean herself off in the bathroom.
“I guess he’ll be sad when you don’t show up tomorrow,” I mumbled watching her walk away. As my breathing became slower and deeper. The satisfaction of cumming had relieved my body of all tension, and the bed was pulling me into sleep.
When she got back, I was already underneath the covers and breathing deeply, fast asleep. Emily started to say something softly. But it was no use, I could not be stirred. Emily climbed into bed and turned out the light.
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SUNDAY
Emily sat at the kitchen island munching away at her lunch while aimlessly browsing through some fashion magazine. She sat with her legs crossed on the stool. She was wrapped in blue leggings from the waist down. The color and fabric looked soft and smooth. Her thighs and ass popped on her crossed-leg. She wore an oversized fleece and looked totally comfortable. I was slightly torn between wanting to touch her and wanting to just admire her beauty.
“Want to go to the gym after you eat?” I asked my wife. We both liked to fuel up before hitting the gym. We hated going to the gym and performing like shit because our tanks were empty. I had already eaten and was coming down dressed ready for the gym.
“I went yesterday, so I am just going to rest today,” she replied, stretching her sore back and shoulders thinking about it. She eyed my well-developed quadriceps from under my gym shorts. She loved seeing me in them, which is why she bought me five pairs.
“Alright then, I’m going to head over there now. I’ll grab some groceries and some stuff from the hardware store on our shopping list on my way back,“ I said, approaching her for a kiss.
We pecked politely with a light smacking of our lips. But I wanted more. I hovered my lips in front of her face.
“More.” I said.
Emily smiled and gave me another peck, this time with more lip.
“More.” I repeated firmly.
Emily grabbed my face and kissed me firmly, pressing her whole face into mine. We smacked our lips several times with almost cartoonish kisses. I backed away without ever taking my eyes off her. I looked down at her and chuckled playfully.
“More.” I said again.
Emily laughed and stood up from the stool. She reached up around my neck and got on her tip-toes. I could feel the textured fluff of her fleece around my neck as she pulled me down. Her ass and bare midriff were exposed as she reached up, tempting me. We closed our eyes and kissed deeply. We stayed in position as we began to kiss slowly. Her full lips massaged mine. I could taste her delicious, savory lunch on her breath. My hands were wrapped around Emily's back in a hug. As we continued to make out, I ran my hands down to her waist, then hips. I felt the suppleness of her legging fabric and wrapped my big hands around her ass. I gripped her ass low and close to the back of her thigh, pulling her up towards me.
“Mmm…” Emily hummed into my mouth. I could feel her lips smile against mine. I broke the kiss and grinned like an idiot at my beautiful wife.
“You better get the hell out of here if you’re going to make it to the gym. Otherwise you’re going to have to finish what you started,” Emily said in a sultry tone, leveling her hungry eyes at me.
“Haha! There will be plenty of time for that when I get home,” I laughed. Emily spanked my ass as I turned to leave. We both laughed again.
Emily listened to the garage open as my car backed out. She sat trying to return to her meal and book, but something was different about her focus now. Our little exchange did turn her on, but as she sat marinating in the feelings of my hand gripping her ass, she thought back to last week when she stood so close to where she was sitting now, butt-naked, making out with our neighbor after he had fucked her so well all night and all morning. Sajid had gripped her ass much like I had just done. Emily's skin, fat, muscle, and nerves all remembered the way hands felt amazing on her regardless of who had done it.
She looked at the floor by the counter where she dropped to her knees and took Sajid down her throat. She imagined the way his cock slid against her tongue and how she eagerly gripped it with her full lips and wet throat. She thought of the sensation of Sajid's hot cum blasting down her esophagus as she sat now swallowing her lunch, distracted by the memories and sensations returning.
With the revelations of what Sajid had done to me, her memories of fun and pleasure were now knotted up with feelings of anger. Rage. Most of all, she was angry at Sajid for endangering my health. Her anger grew when she thought of the ways Sajid's scheming had contextualized her fucking him. Every time she called him daddy, every time she came, every thing she did for him to bring them both pleasure was tainted with feelings of Sajid’s treachery. Through his persistence, recklessness, and extreme luck, everything had fallen into place for Sajid, including Emily’s sexual submission, desire, and undivided attention that night.
To Emily, it was just sex. It was a fun culmination of our fantasy that she had played into and enjoyed with my encouragement. It was just going to be a footnote in what was going to be a giant tome of our love life together. Imagining Sajid’s dirty scheming tarnished that. Emily felt she had been confronted with a loss of a sense of control.
Emily was livid at this. Had she known Sajid stooped to drugging me to eliminate me from the picture, she would never have succumbed. To be honest, she and I had always considered Sajid to be sort of a loser. The thought of Sajid using cheap and dangerous gimmicks to give himself the upper hand made Emily feel like Sajid was treating our lives like a fucking game. Her anger grew at the thought of Sajid gloating to anyone including himself about the night he was victorious and lied, cheated, and stole his way into her body and mind, as well as our home. We had brought Sajid into our fantasy and gave him a wide berth to act in his shitty, assholish ways. Emily had tolerated this for the sake of our fantasy. Over the months, we came to expect his behavior and trusted him to abide by the boundaries. Sajid had violated these boundaries.
Emily felt like a fool for being so horny that she didn’t think about much else besides fucking that night. But ultimately, it wasn’t the sex that was the problem, as Emily felt that was a shared decision between her and I. It was the dangerous and lying schemes to get one up on us. It was the fact that it worked, and because of it, she had to grapple with the best sex of her life being mixed up with these feelings of violated trust.
Emily chewed these thoughts and emotions over in her head. Her anger grew and grew. She muttered to herself, going over the arguments again and again, strengthening them along with her resolve to say something about it.
“My door will be open next Sunday,” She heard Sajid's last words in her head. He was confident she was going to want him again. After a night and morning like they had, anyone would think the same. At that time, maybe Emily thought so, too. She recalled reading the name ‘SHARMA' across his back when she last saw him turn around, walking out of her home. Emily remembered the warm afterglow of post-orgasm when she stood there watching him leave last Sunday.
She promised me the night before that we would just stay clear from him and he would get that the fantasy was over. There was no reason to blow this up because the repercussions could be worse than the solution. But her anger won out. Continuing on with the fantasy may have been a thing in the past for us at that point but she needed closure. She needed to know that Sajid knew why he would never get to touch her again. She wanted to release all her pent up frustration and give him a piece of her mind. Not too long after, she was marching out her door full of determination. Little did she know this determination would prove futile to her inevitable downfall.
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Sajid was sitting lazily on his couch. His classic white t-shirt and black shorts. He has checked the time multiple times already wondering if his sexy neighbor was ever going to come over. He really hoped she did, he didn't want to resort to other means to get what he wanted.
It was at that exact moment that he heard a knock on his front door.
‘Finally!’ He thought with an evil smile.
He slowly pulled himself off the couch and made his way to the door.
‘What position should I take her first? Should I make her give me a blowjob first, then carry her upstairs? Maybe just take her right there in the living room? Better yet, push her against the window facing her house! Make her belittle her husband once again, while she is facing their own home.’ All these thoughts came rushing in.
All Sajid knew was this was going to be fun.
He opened the door with a smile, “Hey, how’s my favorite neighbor?”
SLAP!!
What greeted him was his sexy neighbor and a huge slap across the face.
“What hell is wrong with you woman!?” Sajid grabbed his cheek and stumbled backwards into his home.
Emily forced her way in and slammed the door behind her.
“You deserve a lot more than that you asshole!” She berated him pointing a finger in his face.
“What did I do?” Sajid asked with pure confusion on his face while still rubbing his cheek. Emily had one hell of hand.
“Your still going to act dumb? I know you slipped something into Bill's drink so he would pass out all night. How could you do something so dangerous? What if something happened to him!”
Realization flashed across Sajid’s face. Looks like his plan from that night was all out in the open.
“Yeah…sorry about that,” he chuckled.
Emily's face couldn’t have been more furious. “You’re ‘sorry about that’? God I can't believe you sometimes. You just put my husband at risk so you could get what you want!?
“Put your husband at risk? I think you're overreacting, it was just crushed up Ambien. The only thing he was at risk of was getting some extra sleep.”
The confirmation that it was in fact just Ambien, calmed Emily's anger a little, but only a little.
“The point is, we decided to bring you into this fantasy, and you betrayed our trust. I’m just here to tell you that this adventure is over. We are going to go back to being just neighbors, and hopefully that will be the bare minimum. It’s hard to even look at you. If it wasn’t for Bill convincing me to make his fantasy come true, you would've never had a chance to even touch me!” Emily turned around furiously and made her way to the door.
Sajid let my wife’s words churn in his mind. Flashes of last week came to him:
“Does your husband make you feel like this?” He sat with his torso propped up on pillows in her marital bed with his hands behind his head. She kneeled between her legs and supported herself on her elbows before him.
“No. He doesn’t,” Emily had said as her beautiful, deep blue eyes stared deeply into his. She held a sly smile on her face as she said it, and in the next second, dragged the entire flat surface of her tongue across the complete length of his cock. He recalled the feel of her smooth tongue sliding across the underside of his cock. He vividly recalled her beautiful face meeting his thick, heavy cock.
“Uh! God! Yes!” He heard her cries echo in his head.
“Come fuck your pussy, Daddy,” he had heard her say, wiggling her ass in the air.
“Ok, but just one more time. But then you need to go home,” she had said to him with a mischievous, knowing smile.
He heard her breathe heavily over the roar of the shower. He remembered the way she backed up into him as he fucked her in her shower. He remembered the way her slick pussy swallowed him, again, and again, and again. She had kissed him, bathed him, sucked him, and fucked him with intimacy.
He looked at my wife walking away from him and he remembered looking down at her as she pumped his cock with two hands, kneeling on her kitchen floor, nearly ten hours after she had told him ‘just one more time’. She had said to him, “God damn, Sajid. You can really fuck.”
“Ohhhh fuck!!! Sajid! Yes!!” Emily’s arms grabbed at the air for balance before finding their way to cup her tits in ecstasy while she rode him.
“Daddy!!! Uhh! I’m fuckin cumming!” Emily’s screams surfaced in a quick flurry in Sajid’s mind.
He remembered her genuine laughter. Her moaning. He remembered the way she seamlessly flowed between positions and how she kept bringing them water during their breaks to maintain what melded into a fuck-fest of a night with the young wife cumming again and again. There was no lying with her lips after the way she massaged his mouth and tongue with hers. There was no faking the way she relished his dick in her mouth. No way to fake the quivers of her legs and the spasms of her body that his thick cock had released inside her with the caressing of his hard cock against her dripping walls.
He recalled the incredible way she looked as she teased him in her lingerie, blind with horniness as she aimed his cock at her red, soaking pussy.
“Mmm, it feels good,” he remembered she had said, her face flushed and visibly drunk with lust. He could still hear the wet noises their bodies made as Emily drew his engorged, purple cock in circles across her soaked labia.
All of this had flashed before Sajid's mind. He smiled arrogantly. “If that was all an act, you need to quit your job right now and go pro.”
This stopped Emily in her tracks. She turned to face him once again.
“What do you mean by that?” Emily glared at him.
“It’s fucking bullshit that that was all an act!” Sajid laughed confidently.
“I never said I didn’t enjoy it. I said I leaned into it deliberately, to make the fantasy naughtier.”
“Why?”
“To make it better!” She retorted quickly.
“For you or for me?” Sajid shot back instantly.
Emily was taken aback and inhaled a sharp and shallow breath as the truth the question exposed sat with her in her chest. She was silent for a moment too long. Sajid laughed again.
“For all of us. Including, and importantly, my husband. My husband, who you drugged so you could have your way with me.” Emily said firmly after he had stopped cackling.
“‘Have my way with you’? From what I remember, you had your way over and over. You couldn’t stop having your way.”
“Let’s stop playing these games, Sajid.”
“Ok, let’s stop playing games. You’re mad about the drugs. I get it. You want to end our arrangement. I got it.”
“You deserve a lot more than just never seeing us again for that…”
Sajid laughed, “What do you mean?”
His laughter pissed Emily off. She wanted to go for the kill.
“Spiking drinks with a controlled substance is a crime. Did you know that, dumbass? Regardless of what kind of pill it was, it still could've been dangerous. You should be behind bars for that shit you pulled. You deserve to never be able to touch a woman again. You’re just a manipulative asshole who has a big cock, and let me tell you that's all you have going for you. My husband is a better man than you in every way possible.”
“Oh really? That’s not what I remember you saying. At least I have all those sexy pictures of you that you sent me.” Sajid laughed.
Emily was surprised. She had forgotten about them.
‘Fuck!. I’m going to need those,’ she thought quickly.
“Honestly, I don't care for them. I can delete all of them right now, but there's one video I definitely don't want to part with.”
This took Emily back, she was surprised that he would part with them so easily. Unfortunately the second half of his sentence made her squint her eyes at him. All the videos they took were on her phone, what could he be talking about?
“Video? What video are you talking about?” She asked with a nervous voice.
Sajid laughed and turned around walking to his living room to retrieve his phone. Emily followed him and stood at the entrance of the room. A bad feeling was rising in her stomach. This may not have been a good idea as she thought. Maybe she should’ve stayed away like Bill suggested.
Sajid grabbed his phone, fumbling through it as he made his way back to Emily. He found the video and turned the phone to face her, pressing play.
Emily watched the video in Sajid’s hand, quietly stunned.
PLAT…PLAT… PLAT… PLAT… PLAT… The tinny sounds rang out from his phone as Emily watched a woman’s ass bounce gloriously against his thighs in his point-of-view. A thick cock took long, slow, steady strokes in and out of a red, shimmering wet pussy. It looked tight around the man’s rock-hard organ.
“Uh! Yes…” cried the beautiful woman in the video. She was on her knees with her ass high in the air. Her arms stretched out in front of her and her toned back and shoulders were in full view. The video was well-framed as her wide hips, ass, back dimples, slim waist, back, and blonde hair were all in frame. The beautiful woman’s eyes were closed and her mouth was agape as half of her face lay flat on the bed.
The man in the video continued to fuck her steadily as he reached forward, grabbing a handful of her silky, flowing hair. Without any violent jerking, he applied pressure to her hair, pulling her up until she was on her hands. He didn’t skip a beat as the sounds of their bodies fucking maintained a constant tempo.
The camera panned from the view of her backside to the large mirror on the wall. There she was in full view. If her phenomenal ass and bedroom decor was unrecognizable, this was the nail in that coffin. Unequivocally, Emily stared at her own face as it was warped in pleasure. Her eyes were still shut in the video as Sajid continued to pound her from behind. She also saw Sajid’s face. He was beet red and sweating profusely as he panted into the camera microphone. His unkempt hair and shitty smile were unmistakable. It was a massive contrast between Emily's gorgeous face and his.
Compared to where she was emotionally and mentally when that video was taken and as she stood there speechless and angry, Emily couldn’t feel more alien to the person on the screen. She felt as though she was watching someone else as a voyeur would.
“You like this?” Sajid asked in the video.
Emily’s eyes were still shut. She was in her own world of sensation as Sajid rubbed her insides with his raw cock. She felt the ridge of his cock head drag all the way out…then push all the way in. Her canal stretched around him as he plunged forward. His thick cock disappeared between her thighs and the contours of her beautifully shaped ass. It reappeared as he pulled back, coated in her shimmering juice.
“Oh God!” Emily a smile spread across her face, “Mmm! Yes!”
She inhaled sharply as the smile quickly morphed to an open-mouthed “O-face”. PLAT…PLAT…PLAT…
“Oooh!” she gasped.
“You’re going to make me cum,” she hummed the last syllable.
“You gonna cum on by cock?” Sajid’s voice bellowed being so much closer to the mic. “Right here in this bed you share with your husband?”
“Mmm! … Yes…”
“Bill fuck you like this?”
“No…Ah! Fuck!” she gasped.
“You like this dick?”
“Your dick is so good,” she whispered in a hiss.
“It’s so fucking good!” She brought her right hand up to her breast and pulled at her nipple.
Sajid kept his slow, long, steady strokes while Emily gasped loudly.
“Oh my God! Fuck! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” she cried.
“Shit! I’m cumming!”
She slapped the bed with her hand and balled it into a fist. Her left hamstring quivered involuntarily. It made her ass shake. Sajid’s cock stayed buried in her pussy, firm and unyielding.
As Emily watched the video, she was taken aback watching her jiggly ass cheeks slapping against Sajid. She wasn’t used to seeing herself like this.
Sajid released his grip from her thick, silky, blonde locks. She collapsed chest-down onto the bed. Sajid tried to hold her hips, but with only one hand on her hip and the other on the phone, Emily slipped from his grasp onto the bed. On the video, you could see her slide off his cock to reveal just how much of it was sheathed inside. His hard, angry looking cock shimmered with her juice. Emily fell to the bed and her ass shook gently as her hips made contact with our marital bed. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths after being overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Oh my God…How are you making me cum so much?” she asked with her face half muffled by the bed.
“Just say ‘thank you’,” Sajid teased from behind the camera.
The thick fingers of his hand fell away from the camera and smacked my wife’s ass. The way her flesh rebounded revealed the quality of the way she was built. It wasn’t all loose skin or fat, nor was it all muscle. She had the perfect balance. He held on, pulling at one of her full ass cheeks. Her asshole and more of her well-fucked, wet pussy were revealed to the camera.
“Thank you for making me cum all night, Sajid…” Emily sighed into the bed, with a tone of sincere satisfaction in her voice.
“Good slut. You’re welcome.” He maintained his hand-hold on her ass and kneaded it, maintaining his claim.
“Hehe…mmm,” Emily cooed cutely.
The video ended.
“See?” Sajid sneered, “We have a good time together.”
“You can never show that to anyone.” Emily would have been pale from her shock if she wasn’t beet red from the embarrassment of having just watched herself cum all over his cock on camera. A small part of her marveled at how good the video looked. She quickly buried any thoughts of how hot the video was, along with the warm memories of getting fucked as good as she did in the video.
“Maybe I won’t, but you just spent five minutes chewing me about how you can’t trust me,” he pointed out arrogantly.
“You can keep the $10000 from the bet, in exchange for the videos and images you have of me.” Emily offered.
“I don’t give a shit about the $10000. I’m going to hang on to these videos. My friends and folks in the neighborhood aren’t going to believe that I was able to fuck a woman as hot as you.”
“Don’t you dare show anyone!” Emily shouted.
“I’ll give you these things…in exchange for something.”
“...What?” Emily glared, crossing her arms. Her face twisted in disgust.
“You know what.”
“Fuck you, asshole.” Emily’s glare stabbed at his face.
“Maybe if you weren’t such a ‘good actor’ I’d have been ready to hit it once and drop you. But the way it turns out, you’re the best fucking slut there ever was. I’m going to want more of that. Don’t tell me it wasn’t good for you, either. I know it was.” Under his large, heavy brow, there was a dangerous glint in his beady eyes as he stood his ground against my angry wife.
“I want to hook up with you at least a few more times, but only keeping it between us. I loved the beginning of this fantasy when I thought you were going behind your husband's back.” He said his final terms.
“No way! You can forget it. Keep the videos, I don’t give a shit. Spend the rest of your life beating your meat to them. But if this comes back to me or my husband in any way, I’m coming over to make sure you’ll never get to touch yourself ever again.”
“Oh, threatening assault? Maybe you’re the one who deserves to be put away.” Sajid snickered.
“Last chance. Hand over the videos and keep your $10000 along with the memories.”
“No way.”
“I can’t believe I ever let you do anything with me, asshole. Don’t ever come near me or my husband again.” Emily gave him an angry glare and started to leave again. Right when her hand reached for the doorknob, Sajid's voice rang out again.
“Whatever you say. I wonder what your relatives and the other neighbors will think of our little video.”
Emily's face paled, “You-you wouldn’t!”
“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. I’ll give you the night to think it over. If I don't hear from you by then, maybe you’ll see a new video post on your Facebook profile later this week. Introduce myself there, I’m sure your relatives would love my stories.”
Emily gave him the dirtiest look she could muster and stormed out. While Sajid stood there with his arms folded across his chest, as if he could see victory in sight.
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I got home from the gym to find Emily cuddled up on the couch in deep thought. Emily was so into whatever she was thinking about, she didn’t even notice me come in.
“Hey beautiful,” I smiled at her, “Is something bothering you?”
Emily jumped to see me, “Oh. It's just you honey. Sorry, just some work stuff has my mind wandering.”
Emily wanted to tell me what happened at Sajid's, but she was worried it would make the situation even worse. She had to think of a solution to get out of this mess. Her mind was running frantically, she needed to ask advice from the only person she could think of. Her gym friend.
“Maybe I’ll go on a run. I think the cold air will help clear my head.” Giving me a light kiss on the cheek, before heading upstairs to change.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked with a concerned look on my face as she made her way to the stairs.
Emily nodded with a light smile, before going up to their room to change. She put on sleek black thermal yoga pants with a matching longsleeve and black headband. I marveled at how easy it was for her to look so beautiful. She grabbed her headphones, and gave me one last kiss before heading out the door.
This wasn’t the first time Emily stressed out about work. Working at a hospital, there were bound to be some problems, so I didn't think anything of it. I thought I would take her somewhere nice to eat tonight and help get her mind off of it.
After putting away the few groceries I picked up, I took the hardware stuff from the store out of my car and put it in the garage. As I was finishing in the garage, a scene flashed before me. It was one of the earlier videos Emily took with Sajid. Leading him to our garage before sucking his dick in my own car. It was yet another privilege he took from me before I could experience it. It made my blood pressure spike thinking about how my wife had snuck our neighbor into the garage while I slept and sucked him off in my car without my knowledge. My cock was already starting to harden thinking about it.
Although I knew the fantasy was over, after everything me and Emily discussed. I just couldn’t help but still get turned on from the fantasy. So many parts of our house will forever be tainted by our asshole neighbor. I needed to suppress my urges again. After time, maybe these scenes will stop flashing before me.
Emily’s runs always took at least 20-30 minutes, so I knew I had some time. I quickly made my way to my office. I uploaded a few of her videos on my computer for a rainy day, I guess this would count as one.
As I went through my files, I realized how many videos I actually had of Emily and Sajid together. The only downfall was I had no sex videos between the two of them. If I only knew that one sex video I wished I had, was the video that Sajid was threatening Emily with.
I finally found the video I was looking for. It started exactly how I remembered it. Emily was hushing Sajid in her skimpy clothing, as she led him through our backyard into our garage. It wasn’t long before Sajid had Emily over the seat and sucking his massive cock. I didn’t realize how loud I had the computer, and the sounds of their taboo acts echoed through the house. If only I was smart and used my headphones.
A few minutes later, Emily walked into their house. Her ‘run’ turned into a walk around the block. She had called her friend who gave her much needed advice.
Emily expected to find me when she walked in, but what greeted her was a sound she was all too familiar with. She slowly made her way to the source and it led her right to my office. She peeked her head in and saw me with my hard cock out stroking it while engrossed in whatever I was watching.
‘Is he watching porn?’ Emily thought.
Her questions were quickly answered by the video on the speakers.
“Fuck, your pussy tastes so good. Your husband is so lucky. Can’t believe you save this just for him. We should change that some day.” Sajid's voice projected from the speakers.
“Oh my God…” I moaned out loud, knowing that day had come and gone. There was a pain in my voice. I wish I had seen it all. I thought briefly to what I had seen when I walked into our bedroom, and when I watched them fuck from the kitchen.
“Not tonight…..and yeah, he is lucky, But what about you? My husband never gets this slutty side of me.” Emily said on the video.
How far had we come since that video was taken...and how many times? I kept stroking my cock. The blood flow from my workout made my veins pop out in my muscular arms as I gripped my cock.
“Since your pussy is for your husband, you should save this for your daddy.”
“No…That's so wrong! Stop! No one ever touched me there before!!”
“You should let my cock break this big ass open.”
I deeply moaned at their dialogue into the air, thinking I was alone.
Emily was in shock. It wasn’t porn, it was an old video of her and Sajid. She leaned back into the hallway out of sight. She quietly made her way out of the house and decided to walk around the block again. She didn’t want to catch me in the middle of it and make me feel embarrassed. Just the other night, I told her the fantasy was over and we could move on. Maybe her friend was right…
Emily had too much on her mind as she slowly walked down her block. She loved me and she knew deep down that this fantasy wasn’t out of my system. That I was just going with what she wanted because I didn't want to push her too far. Now with this video Sajid was holding over her, on top of me still watching videos of her and Sajid, she knew what she needed to do. As she made her way to the street, anybody that saw Emily would see the determination in her eyes. If my office window was opened, I would have seen the tracks of my wife’s footprints in the snow as they marched away from the warmth of our home as I blew my load to the video on my screen.
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