As always, this work of fiction is for adult eyes only. And by that, I mean someone who can handle graphic stories of sex. Those of you under 18 and those of you over 18 who are shocked or disgusted by graphic sex stories should not be reading this. For that matter I wonder why someone like that even visits a site such as this. Nevertheless, if you are not frigid and enjoy sexually explicit stories, do read on. Don't forget to vote and feel free to leave me some feedback, good or bad. And remember, please, always practice safe sex.
What is the driving force behind cheating? What is it that makes it so hard to stay faithful and true to your vows of celibacy? Taboo. That's right, taboo. Simply put, it's wrong, so it feels good. You know, sex and drugs and rock and roll and all that. We always want the things that are bad for us don't we? We want to have our cake and eat it too. Temptation and lust are difficult to resist. Cheating is wrong - taboo - and that's what makes it all that much more exciting. I've cheated on past girlfriends and been cheated on as well. It's a terrible thing to do to someone you care about. Nevertheless we do it. We often regret it afterwards but sometimes we just cannot resist temptation. Sexual desire is the strongest emotion humans feel. This is a story of my succumbing to temptation.
It was a Friday night and my wife had gone to bed early after a long week of work. Now in our early thirties, we'd been married for five years. We have two kids and are very happy. I had no desire to cheat on my wife. Not a realistic desire that is. I mean I check out women all the time. I often think to myself, 'damn I'd love to fuck her brains out!' That doesn't mean I'd ever try to make it happen.
Cheating on one's partner does not imply that the cheater does not love the cheated upon. In fact, often it is simply a lack of will power that drives us to give in to our sexual urges. They say variety is the spice of life, and though you may love 'oregano', you may still want to try a little 'basil' from time to time, so to speak. What I'm saying is that although you love your spouse, sometimes, basic human urges drive us to want to experience something or someone different.
I didn't go out that night intending, expecting or desiring to cheat on my wife. She'd fallen asleep early that night and I was bored. So I went down to the local bowling alley where I knew some people that I knew, might be hanging out. I used to work there so I figured it was likely I'd know someone who was there.
I was right. There was guy I knew, hanging out in the bar, who used to hang out often when I worked there. His name was Brady and he was a casual bowler, a couple of years younger than me, who often came in on weekend nights to the special events like cosmic bowling and with a hot date every time. This night was no exception. Her name was Nicole and she was drop dead gorgeous. She stood 5' 3" with beautiful long and wavy blonde hair. She was only 22 years old and had a near perfect body. Brady was one lucky guy.
Nicole had a friend with her as well. Her name was Anissa and she and Nicole were roommates. She too was only 22 years old. I found her very attractive, though not all guys would necessarily feel that way. I doubt any man could dispute how pretty a face she had. She just didn't have a perfect body like Nicole. She was about 5' 5" tall and while I wouldn't describe her as fat, she was a little overweight. Chubby is the word, or as I like to describe a woman like that, healthy. And deliciously so in my opinion, but she was just not everyone's cup of tea.
However what was really working against her was her shyness. She seemed really nice but very shy. She didn't speak too much during the night though I'm sure she was feeling like a third wheel. She and I spoke a little bit but I was mostly talking to Brady. Remember, I'd not gone out to pick up on another girl. I had no intentions, bad or otherwise on my mind. That doesn't mean though that I didn't think to myself, 'Damn I'd love to fuck her brains out!' But as I said before, that didn't mean I was going to try to make it happen either.
Though we didn't talk to each other a lot, we did get along well. As I said, she was just shy.
The four of us played some pool together. We paired up and of course, Brady and Nicole were one team and Anissa and I were the other. I couldn't help myself from admiring the wonderful curves her body had. Her breasts weren't especially big, though they were certainly more than a mouthful. Her ass was the kind Sir-Mix-A-Lot would appreciate. Nice and round.
I love a small tight ass as much as the next guy (and believe me I was checking out Nicole's all night too), but I can certainly appreciate a round, full butt as well. Anissa's ass was nicely round yet firm. She also had a fabulous set of legs for a guy like me, with large thighs (but not overly so) that seem to invite you to kiss and lick your way to her sweet little honey pot.
She was a brunette and as I mentioned, she had a very pretty face. I was definitely very attracted to her, but again, I had no desire to have it lead anywhere. I might jerk myself off later at home thinking about her but that was it.
As it got near closing time, Brady told me that Nicole had some great weed back her apartment and that the three of them were going back there to smoke. He asked if I'd be interested and, well as I always say, a friend with weed is a friend indeed. So I took him up on the offer and it was decided that Anissa would ride over with me to help me find the place.
Since Anissa went to the bathroom before we went, Brady and Nicole left first. On the way there, Anissa and I just chitchatted about where we were from and our families and such. I was up front about being married and I doubt at that point that either of us expected to end up sleeping together. We weren't really flirting, just being friendly. I was a little surprised that Anissa smoked pot but apparently looks were deceiving. In fact she turned out to be a real pothead like myself.
They had only one parking spot for the apartment and Nicole had taken that of course, leaving me to find a spot on the street. Being a weekend night made it difficult to find a spot and we were two blocks away. With our delays and the fact that they left first, Nicole and Brady arrived at least 10 minutes before us. They had in fact, already disappeared into Nicole's room by the time we'd arrived.
Anissa didn't seem to surprised however. She told me matter of factly that Nicole was a bit of a slut and had only met Brady a couple of nights earlier. She wasn't angry about it, just honest. If anything, I suspected that Anissa might be envious.
I was thinking that since Nicole had the pot and had gone off to get laid, that I would be leaving. Anissa however told me not to worry, she too had some killer green and if I still wanted to smoke that she had a cool bong in her room. Still with no untoward intentions, I took her up on the generous offer.
She indeed had a very cool bong and some killer bud. Sitting together on her bed we both got serious red eye and soon we were giggling like teenagers. We smoked several bowls and then, after about twenty minutes, we began to hear something that changed the course of the evening.
At first it was a low moaning sound, Anissa was the first to hear it.
Quieting our laughing with a shush-shush sound, she said, "Do you hear that? Do you know what that is?"
Thinking I might I asked, "Is that what it sounds like?"
"Yep, that's the sound of my roommate having sex" was her response. "Like I said, she's a bit of a slut and these walls are paper thin. I've heard her before. She gets pretty loud. You haven't heard nothin' yet."
My interest was piqued. "Really? Have you ever told her?"
"Are you kidding me, if I did she might be quieter" she said grinning from ear to ear. "She's asked me but I just tell her I can't hear a thing."
Being a confirmed voyeur I was now feeling urges to take this conversation in places that I ought not to go. Like I said before, temptation is so difficult to resist, and this was getting very tempting.
She took the next step. "Put your ear to the wall and you can hear everything!"
I quickly followed her lead and pressed my ear to the wall. It was hard to hear anything but the beating of my rapidly pounding heart, yet I distinctively heard Nicole saying "come on baby, don't stop. Please don't stop. Lick it, yeah! Oh fuck that feels good! Mmmm, yeah! Come on baby, make me cum please!"
That was followed by more of that kind of talk along with more moaning and groaning. She was clearly enjoying what Brady was doing with his tongue. So was I and evidently so did Anissa.
Anissa was wearing a pair of 501's and red cotton t-shirt. She'd had a black button up sweater on earlier but had removed it when we came in the room. We were facing each other sitting on her bed with our ears pressed against the wall. I couldn't believe that this shy young woman was getting into this.
She had a big grin on her face and her nipples were rock hard! For that matter, so was I.
I was wearing a pair of light brown Khakis and they weren't doing much to disguise that fact. I soon noticed Anissa sneaking peaks at my obvious bulge. That sent me racing. Suddenly I was feeling very strong urges and sensing a losing fight to resist them. I wanted to see, suck and pinch those hard nipples badly. I wanted to see if she felt as soft all over as she looked and to find out if she tasted just as delicious. I really wanted to fuck her and I doubted I could say no at this point if she asked me to.
