My Neighbor's Husband

“No panties, hm?” he asks with an arched brow.

I giggle.

“I just overheat so easily now that I figured it was easier to leave out the lingerie. Do you like?” I ask, spreading my knees to show him my glistening slit. Sure enough, the pink pulls apart slowly, and with a hungry growl, my husband leans forward to devour my flower with his mouth.

“You taste so fucking good,” he mutters into my folds. “Like absolute heaven.”

I lean back while moaning deliriously.

“Mmm, Dane. Yes, just like that.”

But after a few minutes, my husband wants more. He gets up and strips my dress off of me before ripping off his clothes in one go. I gasp and stare at him because the man I’m married to is as handsome as a god. He’s got a broad chest, defined abs, and thick, tree-trunk thighs. Even more, he has an enormous rod that’s currently dripping from the tip with need.

“Let me,” I breathe, leaning forward to take it into my mouth. But instead, my man merely reaches for some lube and drizzles the warm liquid all over his pulsing pole.

“I don’t want to hurt the baby,” he growls with fierce eyes, “so I think it’s safer to take you the back way.”

I giggle while turning with cumbersome movements so that I’m on my hands and knees, my hands gripping the couch back.

“I agree you would bump the baby’s head because you’re so long,” I say coyly. “So yes, give it to me in my bottom. It feels so good when you do that.”

After all, Dane and I have no inhibitions around one another. Both of our minds are always in the gutter, which is why we’re having anal sex when I’m in my third trimester and about to go into labor. But my husband doesn’t hesitate. He lines himself up at my bottom hole and slowly begins to press. He’s huge and my bud is tight, so I grip the couch hard, staring forward with determination.

“More,” I breathe. “Unnnnh.”

He presses insistently once again, and then with a small pop, it happens. His head is embedded in my tiny hole, and I moan.

“Oh god, you’re big,” is my delirious cry. “Fuuuuck.”

But my husband’s gotten good at taking me there. He leans forward to kiss my shoulder and then wraps his arms around my waist.

“Here you go,” he croons into my ear. “Take Daddy’s big pole into your butt.”

I writhe and cry a bit more, but ultimately hold still as he slides that enormous ten-inch shaft into my rusty star.

“Oh Daddy,” I cry again, once it’s embedded all the way. “Unnh.”

With that, Dane begins a deep slide in and out. I feel so full, and it’s absolutely magnificent to boot. Who knew I’d enjoy having my ass cherry pummeled like this over and over again? But I do, and within minutes, he and I are exploding and soaring into the stars.

“Fuck!” he roars, bellowing his manly rage into the heavens as great gusts of seed blast into my backside. “Shit!”

I merely hang my head and let out small mewls as my bottom and pussy contract, pulling that sweet man seed deep inside. I hate wasting his man milk because every drop is so precious.

After a few minutes, we’re done and Dane collapses against my back. We lie together for a while, gasping and panting as our bodies try to recover. Delicious shudders continue to run through my most private parts and I let out breathy cries of ecstasy mixed with relief.

Once it’s done, I turn to my husband dreamily.

“It was amazing, wasn’t it?” I ask in a soft voice.

“It was,” he confirms, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. “Because you mean the world to me, Margot. Once upon a time, I was your neighbor’s husband. But now, I’m your husband forever.”

Our lips meet then, as our souls join and our hearts soar into heaven. I never expected to meet a man like Dane, much less marry a man like him. But a girl can get lucky, right? And with this amazing man, the possibilities are endless.

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The End