Wife fucking with young neighbour
My wife had been nagging me to wash the upstairs windows all summer long, and I had been doing everything I could to keep from having to do the job. One Sunday afternoon I was in the backyard relaxing, when I looked over the fence and saw my next-door neighbor’s son, Shanky. He was doing some landscaping, pulling out the weeds growing along the side of the house.
I hadn’t seen Shanky in a long time, and went over to the fence and said hello. He told me he’d been at college, and had decided to spend the summer at home to save some money. His father was also giving him an allowance for doing work around the house. “How’d you like to make some extra money?” I asked. “Sure, what do you have in mind?”
I told him I’d pay him if he’d wash my upstairs windows, and he agreed. Later that afternoon I brought a bucket, some sponges, soap, a squeegee and a ladder over to his house so he’d have everything he needed. He said he’d do the windows the following day. I was tickled pink, and went back home to tell my wife that Shanky would be washing our windows the next day while I was at work.
I had to leave my office late Monday morning to visit a client on the other side of town. Since I had to pass my house on the way, I decided to go home and see my wife for a few minutes. When I opened the front door, I heard the upstairs shower running and knew my wife was up there. By the time I reached the staircase, she’d turned the water off.
I heard her go into the bedroom – and then, a second later, I heard her shriek. Then she said,” Shanky, you frightened me! I didn’t expect you washing the windows quite early.” By then I was at the bedroom door. I open it just a crack and peeked in I saw my naked wife covering her choot and boobs with her hands and arms while Shanky, on the ladder, looked in from outside our bedroom window.
The window was open and there was no screen on it, so Shanky was practically leaning into the room. My wife is very attractive, with a body like a centerfold’s, so it didn’t surprised me that Shanky was gaping, openmouthed, at the sight of her without any clothes on….totally nude.
She grabbed a pillow from the bed and held it in front of her. Although this covered her tits and choot, it actually had the effect of making her look even sexier. The funniest thing was that, after the initial shock had subsided; she and Shanky started carrying on a conversation with her still almost nude, and him still leaning in the window, practically drooling at her nakedness.
I remained perfectly still outside the bedroom door, looking in through the tiny opening and trying not to make a sound. I don’t recall exactly how he got around to the subject, but soon I heard Shanky telling my wife how beautiful she looked and how he loved seeing her naked. And then, in that candid way young people have, he said, “I’ve turned to stone, if you know what I mean.”
My wife knew exactly what he meant. She laughed and said, “Well then. I guess you’ll just have to finish up the windows and go get your girlfriend to... relieve the swelling.” “I wish I could.” Shanky replied, “But I don’t have a girlfriend, so unzip his pants. My wife went along with his joke and said,” You can’t do that here. What if the neighbors see you?”
“I don’t care who sees me,” he said. “You’ve made me so hard; I’ve just got to jerk off while I look at you! I was shocked to hear an eighteen year old kid saying such things to my wife, but it was also kind of arousing. My wife doesn’t get a chance to flirt much, and I knew she was enjoying herself. No doubt we were going to have a wild time in bed that night. My cock was already getting hard.
“You can’t jerk off on that ladder.” My wife said to Shanky. “It’s too dangerous. Look, why don’t you come inside and relax for a few minutes.” I was surprised that she’d invited him in – but not at all surprised that he took her up on the offer in an instant. I’d been eighteen years old myself once, and would’ve jumped at the chance to climb into a beautiful woman’s bedroom window.
Hell, I’m much older than that now, and I’d still do it! Just the same, my wife is usually quite reserved, so her looseness around Shanky surprised me. It was to be an afternoon of many surprises, and i saw them all from my place outside our bedroom door. The minute Shanky came in through the window; my wife dropped the pillow and showed herself to him without shame or apprehension.
Then she said, “Shanky, I’m twice your age almost. I can’t believe you’re so turned on looking at this old body!” Of course, Shanky and I—and probably she too—knew that my wife’s body is stunning. It’s firm and smooth and curved in all the right places. Maybe she was just playing hard-to-get.
Shanky kept babbling on her beauty until she said, “Okay, if you want, you can look at me and jerk off. Just make sure you don’t ever, ever tell anyone about this. If my husband finds out, there’s no telling what he’ll do.” I had laughed at that. In truth, I wanted very much to watch my wife get it on with this horny young man.
He stood up, pulled down his pants and revealed a cock that, although shorter than mine, was still quite long and thick. As he stroked it, my wife sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back and spread her legs for him. “Look,” she said. “Why don’t you stand close to me when you do that? That way i can get a good look at your nice cock.”
He did as she asked, moving right between her legs. Now his huge hard-on was inches from her. He pulled it quickly, and soon his cockhead turned a deep purple. I could tell from the look on my wife’s face how excited she was getting from watching him whack off. They were both so entranced with each other that I could’ve walked into the room and they wouldn’t have noticed me at all!
I watched and listened to their talking, beating my own Lund on the other side of the door. She encouraged him to move very close, but told him not to touch her. He accidentally rubbed the tip of her pussy lips with his Lund, and she reminded him that he shouldn’t do that. But a few minutes later, while pulling his Lund, he again accidentally touched her choot lips with it, and this time she didn’t say anything.
I was so busy pulling my own cock that I didn’t realize that my wife was moving closer to him—until I looked up and saw that he was rubbing his cock all over her choot lips. Is she going to let him fuck her? I asked myself. Am I going to get to see my wife riding another man’s hard Lund?
The answer came in a matter of seconds, so to speak. My wife pulled Shanky on top of her and guided his Lund into her. It was a wildly sexy sight—my wife, totally naked, with this teenager, fully clothed, pants down around his ankles, on top of her. His Lund sank into her with a couple of thrusts, and then they began to fuck. “That’s it! She sighed.
“Just keep pumping,” she told her young lover Shanky worked his Lund in and out of her a mile a minute. They stayed right at the edge of the bed, not changing positions, and enjoyed a fast and furious fuck. “I’m coming, Bhabhi!” Shanky announced in less than a minute. She pulled him tightly to her and let him shoot his come into her.
Her own moans soon filled the room, and from the look on her face I knew she was also having a strong orgasm! I pumped a thick load of come into my handkerchief, incredibly satisfied by the scene I’d just witnessed. I stood and watched until they both stopped writhing, then took off quietly.
That evening, when i got home from work, i asked if Shanky had washed windows. “Oh, yes!” she said enthusiastically. “And he did a wonderful job!” “Then I’d better go next door and pay him.” I said. “Why don’t you do that later,” she answered, wrapping her leg around me the way she always does when she’s horny. And who could blame her?
Fact was, I was also still pretty turned on from thinking about watching her fuck Shanky. In no time at all we were both naked on the bed, fucking up a storm. And she was right—the windows looked great!
