Sarah had been married three years when the neighbor moved in next door. She was twenty-eight, petite, with a tight little body her husband barely touched anymore. The new guy, Derek, was older, thick in the shoulders, and the first time she saw the outline of his cock in his shorts while he mowed the lawn, her pussy clenched so hard she had to go inside and finger herself.
It started with casual hellos over the fence. Then one afternoon her husband was at work and Derek knocked, asking to borrow a tool. Sarah let him in wearing nothing but a thin tank top and tiny shorts. He stared at her hard nipples and the way the shorts rode up her ass. Ten minutes later she was bent over the kitchen counter with his fat cock stretching her open.
"Fuck, you're tight," he growled, slamming into her. Sarah moaned like a slut, pushing back on every thrust. "Your husband's dick this big? No? That's why this little wife is taking mine."
She came hard, soaking his shaft, and begged him not to stop.
Derek flipped her around, lifted her onto the counter, and fucked her deep while she clawed his back. He filled her pussy with a huge load, then made her lick him clean before he left.
After that, it became regular. Whenever her husband left for the office, Sarah would slip next door or let Derek in. She loved how rough he was, how he called her his little married fucktoy. One morning she was on her knees in his living room, choking on his thick cock, spit running down her chin onto her tits. Derek held her head and fucked her throat until tears streamed down her face.
"Love this neighbor cock, don't you?" he said. Sarah nodded around his dick, eyes glassy with lust. He pulled out and bent her over the arm of the couch, yanking her panties aside and driving straight into her soaked cunt. She screamed when he bottomed out, loving the way he split her open. Derek pounded her hard and fast, slapping her ass red, telling her what a dirty little wife she was for sneaking over to get used.
She came twice before he flooded her again. That afternoon she walked home with his cum leaking down her thighs under her dress.
It escalated fast. Derek started coming over even when her husband was home, fucking her in the laundry room or the garage while her husband watched TV. Sarah would bite her lip to stay quiet as Derek railed her from behind, one hand over her mouth, the other rubbing her clit until she shook. She got off on the risk, on how much bigger and better Derek felt than her husband.
One night her husband went to bed early. Sarah texted Derek and met him in the backyard. He bent her over the picnic table and fucked her under the stars, her little tits pressed to the wood while he stretched her asshole for the first time. It hurt at first, but she pushed back and took every inch, whispering how much she loved his cock in her ass. Derek came deep inside her, then made her suck him clean again.
The next weekend her husband was out of town. Derek came over and spent the whole day using her. He fucked her in every room, on the marital bed, in the shower, bent over the couch. Sarah rode him reverse cowgirl, watching her own wedding photo on the wall while she bounced on his thick shaft. She came so hard she squirted, soaking the sheets.
By the end of the month Sarah was hooked. She told Derek she couldn't go a day without his cock. He started sending her videos of himself stroking it, and she'd finger herself in the bathroom while her husband slept. When they fucked she was loud and filthy, begging for his cum in her pussy, her ass, her mouth. Derek called her his little wife slut and she loved every degrading word.
One evening after a long session, Derek had her on all fours in the living room, pounding her ass while she played with her clit. "Tell me whose cock you love," he demanded.
"Yours," she gasped. "I love the neighbor's cock. I love it more than my husband's. Use me, please."
He came with a groan, pumping her full, and Sarah collapsed in a satisfied heap, already thinking about the next time. Her husband would never know, and she didn't care. All that mattered was how good it felt to be Derek's dirty little wife.
