STORY: The Neighbour’s Wife (18+)

The neighbour's wife (Classic)

"No! No! Please, no! Don't do this! Where am I supposed to go at this time? Please..." Clara's voice got louder and louder and her eyes were filled with tears as her husband dragged her towards the main door.

He had returned from work earlier and drunk that evening. He got mad at her for a few different things like not having his dinner ready on time or not getting his clothes for the next day ironed. She had patiently apologised again and again until finally, aided by a system full of alcohol, he ordered her to leave their home at ten in the night. He pulled and dragged as she struggled against him, trying to appeal to him. Finally, he succeeded in pushing her out the door and closing it behind her.

She knelt at the door in front of their flat, crying hysterically. She wrapped her hands around herself as the fabric of her silk nightie was too light, causing her to feel cold.

Her eyes were blurred with tears but she heard when the door opposite her opened and Mr Kanu, an older man who lived there looked at her with concern.

"Maybe you should come and wait in here." He said.

Clara shook her head. Her husband might get even angrier if he found out she spent the night in a neighbour's house. Mr Kanu insisted that she come in, even suggesting that he would follow her home the next morning and have a talk with her husband.

Finally, she consented and he stepped aside for her to enter. She had never been in his home before. Mr Kanu was in his 50's and lived with his wife. She knew they had two children who were in the university.

"What of your wife?" She asked, trying to compose herself.

"She travelled last night to visit some family in Abuja."

Clara hesitated, wondering if it made sense for her to stay when it was just Mr Kanu at home. But she was way too tired to reconsider and she was sure her husband was probably in bed by now. She had no one to call and it just seemed to make sense for her to spend the night here.

He showed her to the guest bedroom then left her alone. As tired as Clara was, she could not sleep. She sat on the bed, rocking herself back and forth and crying, trying to understand how her marriage came to be such a disaster. She must have been crying for nearly an hour because Mr Kanu soon knocked on the door and walked in slowly when she did not answer.

"You should try and get some rest," he said gently as he moved towards the bed. He sat beside her and rubbed her back awkwardly as she tried to calm herself. She then laid down, still sniffling.

Mr Kanu decided to stay with her for a few minutes. He sat on the bed, waiting for her to fall asleep. He must have dozed off too because he woke up, surprised to see that he was now lying on the bed, with Clara beside him. She was lying on her side and he laid on his, behind her. He could hear her breathing deeply as she slept. He nightdress was now tightly clung against her backside and he could clearly see the outline of her ass. She must not be wearing underwear, she thought, because he could see the line that divided her ass cheeks.

He felt his erection stiffen as he watched her. She let out a deep sigh and adjusted her body, causing her to move even closer to him. He knew he should leave but he could not bring himself to. His cock was poking against the curve of her ass and he tentatively brought his hand to place on her waist.

As soon as she made contact, she shifted again and let out a moan. She was even closer to him now and his hand went up from her waist to the side of her boob. He was about to gather the strength to get up when she turned around to face him. Her hand collided with her body and she pulled back suddenly.

"Sorry, I..." he started to say, trying move away from her but she reached out, wrapped one hand around his neck and place her lips on his. He immediately tightened his arms around her as they began to kiss passionately.

His hands were roaming all over her body and grabbing her curves. She laid down and he was soon on top of her, lifting her dress to find that he was right, no underwear. As soon as his hand touched her naked pussy, he used his fingertips to tease her entrance. She pushed up her hips, urging him on, wanting him to enter. With a groan, he slipped one finger into her wet and waiting cunt and began to slide in and out.

With each movement, her back arched with pleasure and her pelvis shifted upward to meet him. He used his other hand to attempt to pull down his shorts. When she noticed what he was doing, she grabbed the waistband and helped push the shorts off him, releasing his raging cock.

He groaned again when she wrapped her hand around it and led him to her cunt to replace his finger. He needed no further encouragement. He pushed through her entrance and began to ram his cock in and out of her.

She had not been fucked like this in so long. Her husband hardly ever touched her anymore and it felt good to have a cock slide in and out of her wet pussy. She wrapped her legs around this man who was virtually a stranger to her and moved her hips so he could enter deeper.

Using his pelvis, he grinded against her, stimulating her clit as he fucked. She spread her legs completely apart so he would be able to do that more easily. Her quick breaths soon became moans of pleasure and in minutes, she was clenching against him and crying out as she came.

He kept sliding in and out, letting her ride her orgasm till the end. He looked down at her, wondering why someone would take an attractive and responsive woman like her for granted. He watched her bite her lips as she tried to muffle her sounds. Her hands were all over him, his chest, neck, arms, everywhere. She clung onto his shoulders as he felt the buzz of his own climax take control.

His thrusts became harder, deeper, and faster the closer he became. She let out her moans again, urging him on and tightening her cunt against him as he came in a shuddering gasp.

They fucked three more times before morning, and by the time her husband finally let her in the house, she felt so satisfied that all his grumbling did not even faze her.