The Neighbor's Mountain Craving

The first time I saw her bent over the woodpile outside the chalet, thick ass straining against those tight yoga pants, my cock twitched so hard I nearly dropped the axe. Lisa was my married neighbor from the city, up here for a solo weekend while her husband stayed behind for work. Snow dusted the pines around us, the air sharp and cold, but the heat pulsing between my legs had nothing to do with the fireplace crackling inside. She straightened, cheeks flushed from the chill, and caught me staring. That knowing little smile she gave me made my dick throb against my jeans.

"Hey, Mike," she called, voice husky from the mountain air. "You gonna help a girl stack this or just stand there eye-fucking me?"

I crossed the snowy yard in three strides, pulse hammering. "Been thinking about fucking you since you moved in next door, Lisa. Your husband know how you look at other men?"

She laughed low, stepping closer until her tits brushed my chest. "He knows I get wet for a real cock. His is... adequate. But I've seen the bulge in your pants when you mow the lawn. I want it. Right now."

My hands were on her before she finished talking, yanking her inside the warm chalet. The door slammed. We didn't make it past the rug in front of the stone hearth. I shoved her yoga pants down with her panties, exposing that smooth, married pussy already glistening. She kicked them off, spreading her legs wide on the thick wool.

"Fuck, you're soaked," I growled, dropping to my knees and burying my face between her thighs. My tongue dragged up her slit, circling her swollen clit while she moaned and grabbed my hair.

"Oh shit, Mike... yes, lick my cunt like that. My husband never eats me this good." Her hips bucked against my mouth, juices coating my chin. I sucked her clit hard, two fingers plunging into her tight hole, curling to hit that spot that made her thighs shake.

She came fast, screaming, "I'm cumming on your tongue, fuck!" Her pussy clenched around my fingers, flooding my mouth with sweet, hot nectar.

I stood, unzipping fast. My thick cock sprang out, heavy and veined, the fat head already leaking precum. Lisa's eyes widened, hungry.

"Holy shit, that's a cock," she whispered, wrapping both hands around the shaft. "So much bigger than his. I need it stretching me."

She dropped to all fours on the rug, juicy ass high, back arched. "Put it in me. Fuck me raw."

I gripped her hips, rubbing my cockhead up and down her dripping slit before slamming in balls-deep. Her walls gripped me like a vice, hot and silky.

"Fuuuuck," she cried, pushing back. "You're splitting my pussy open. Harder, Mike. Ruin me for him."

I pounded her doggy-style, the wet slap of my heavy balls against her clit filling the chalet. Each thrust made her big tits swing, nipples hard as pebbles. I reached around and pinched one, making her yelp and clench tighter around my dick.

"God, your cock feels so fucking deep," she panted between moans. "I'm gonna cum again already. Don't stop!"

I spanked her ass hard, watching the flesh ripple red. She came hard the second time, pussy squirting around my shaft, soaking my thighs and the rug. I pulled out, cock glistening with her cream, and flipped her onto her back.

"Spread those legs wide. I want to watch your face while I breed this married cunt."

Lisa obeyed instantly, pulling her knees back. I drove in again, missionary now, grinding deep so my pubic bone mashed her clit. Our mouths crashed together, tongues sloppy and desperate. She tasted like wine and lust.

"Fill me up," she begged against my lips. "I want your cum leaking out of me all weekend. Pump it in."

I fucked her faster, the wet squelch obscene. Sweat slicked our skin, the fire warming our naked bodies. Her nails raked my back as she hit a third orgasm, walls fluttering wildly around my throbbing cock.

The pressure built in my balls. "Gonna cum, Lisa. Take every drop."

"Yes! Cum inside me!"

I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her pussy. She milked me with her spasms, draining every spurt until it overflowed, dripping down her ass crack onto the rug.

We collapsed, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her. After a minute she laughed softly, kissing my jaw.

"Round two in the hot tub outside? I want to ride that monster cock while the snow falls on us."

I grinned, already feeling myself harden again inside her creamy hole. "You're on. Your husband’s never getting this pussy back the same way."

She squeezed me with her inner muscles. "Good. This cock owns it now."