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The Old Neighbor Ch. 06 (Full Chapter)
🕑 Added 2025-04-08 05:31:30 +0000 UTCAuthor's Note: I've decided that the next chapter will be the concluding part of this story. Stay tuned on that. For now, enjoy!
The warm Italian sun spilled into their bedroom, bathing everything in a soft, golden glow. Sarah stirred from her deep, satisfied slumber, her body pleasantly sore from her and Albert’s nocturnal activities. Albert lay naked beside her, still sound asleep as he spooned her from behind, his arms wrapped possessively around her waist. Despite his age, the old man had stamina that never ceased to amaze her.
Slipping out of bed, she stretched her arms above her head, relieving the tension from her muscles. She couldn’t help but smile with a mix of warm affection and mischief from how far their affair had gone. Here she was, taking a vacation with her elderly lover and their child. Sarah still couldn’t believe how unsuspecting her husband was of them.
Giving Albert one last quick glance, she grabbed a lush white robe hanging from the back of a chair and wrapped it around her nude form. The fabric hugged her curves perfectly, the tie circling her waist snugly. Barefoot, she padded quietly across the room and opened the door to check on Alice.
The little girl was still sound asleep, her tiny body curled in the cozy crib, her chest rising and falling steadily. A smile tugged at her lips. For all the depraved madness her life had become, seeing Alice’s expression made everything feel worth it.
Satisfied, Sarah closed the door partway and wandered into the small kitchen. The villa’s rustic charm added a romantic atmosphere to the air. Even though they had only been in Italy for a few days, she felt like she could spend the rest of her life here. She brewed a fresh pot of coffee and poured herself a steaming cup before stepping onto the balcony.
As she stepped outside, her gaze swept over the rolling hills and sun-kissed coastline. The sound of the distant waves crashing against the shore was soothing, a gentle reminder of how liberating this European getaway was.
But as she leaned against the railing, slowly sipping her coffee, a pair of arms slid around her waist from behind, pulling her snugly against a wiry body. The unexpected warmth made her gasp. She felt Albert’s rough hands pressed against her stomach as he buried his face into the crook of her neck.
“Hmm, morning, baby,” he murmured, his voice thick with grogginess and affection. His lips traced a path along her shoulder, sending a shiver through her.
“Morning,” Sarah replied softly, a smile playing at her lips as she leaned back against him. “I didn’t expect you to be up so soon. After last night, I expected you to be out until the afternoon.”
“Heh! It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep me down, sweetheart.” Albert’s chuckle rumbled against her ear, his skinny arms tightening around her. “Besides, I wouldn’t want to waste time from our little vacation.”
Sarah hummed warmly as she melted further into Albert’s embrace. “Hmm, I could get used to this.”
Albert’s hands drifted down, his bony fingers splaying across her stomach as he held her close. “Maybe we should make it a habit. Take you and Alice all over the world. Get a nice place somewhere… just us.”
The suggestion made her heart flutter. Even if she knew it was just talk, the idea of running away from everything with him was an intoxicating fantasy.
“That sounds nice,” she whispered, her voice tender and vulnerable. “But… you know our situation is complicated, and it would make things messy with my family and his if I were just to leave him. This… what we have… it has to stay a secret.”
Albert scowled, his fingers tightening around her waist. “Complicated? That’s just you making excuses, Sarah. You admitted you love me. So why the hell are you still worrying about him?”
“Because…” Sarah hesitated, her words thick with uncertainty. “Because I have a life, Albert. As messed up as it is, it’s still my life. And if I just walked away from it all, it would blow up in our faces.”
Albert huffed, his frustration becoming noticeable, but Sarah turned in his arms, her soft lips pressing a gentle kiss to his wrinkled cheek. The small, tender gesture eased some of the tension in his shoulders, though his gaze remained tinged with simmering irritation.
“Hey,” she murmured, her voice soothing as her slender fingers traced along his jaw. “You know this is our thing. You love how naughty it is, sneaking around behind my husband’s back, don’t you? And besides…” Her hand drifted down, covering his as it rested against her still-flat stomach. “I’m letting you get me pregnant again, aren’t I?”
Albert’s faded blue eyes glinted with satisfaction, a smug, possessive smirk stretching across his lips. His fingers spread across her belly, his touch rough and firm. “Damn right, you are. Just a matter of time before this little belly of yours starts swelling up again.”
Sarah’s cheeks flushed, her thighs clenching at his words. The dangerous thrill of what they were doing, of how recklessly they tangled themselves in each other’s lives, made her blood race with arousal.
“We’ll see about that,” she whispered, her voice laced with desire and something darker. “But… based on how good you’ve been breeding me every night, you’ve probably already knocked me up. However… I feel like you could be doing a tad bit more.”
Albert grinned, his thumb stroking her skin as he held her close. “You keep talking like that, and I’m liable to fuck you right here on this balcony.”
Sarah laughed softly. “I’m tempted to take you up on that, but we have a whole day ahead of us, remember?”
“I remember. But damn, it’s hard to keep my hands off you," Albert growled, his lips brushing against her neck again. “Especially when you go and say things like that.”
Sarah’s breath quickened, her pulse racing beneath her skin. And even though they had the entire day planned, all she could think about was how much she craved him. How much she wanted to feel him inside her again, knowing damn well what they were doing, and what the consequences might be.
-
The sun was warm and golden as Albert settled himself comfortably in a lounge chair at the beach. A smug grin tugged at his lips as he watched his lover play with their daughter in the sand. Sarah looked like a goddess out there. His old eyes roamed over her body, drinking in the sight of her flawless, sun-kissed skin. She wore an alluring bikini that hugged her curves perfectly, paired with a sheer, flowing cover-up that barely concealed her tantalizing figure.
Her long blonde hair, damp from their earlier swim, cascaded over her shoulders, shimmering in the sunlight. Those striking green eyes of hers sparkled with delight as she laughed, her voice light and carefree. Albert loved seeing her like this, utterly breathtaking and so damn beautiful.
Alice squealed happily as Sarah helped her build crooked sandcastles, the toddler’s tiny hands digging into the damp sand with endless fascination.
Albert’s smirk grew, a dark, possessive satisfaction swelling from within. Alice was his. His baby. Seeing Sarah so devoted to their child made him feel victorious over that useless husband of hers.
A couple of older tourists strolled past, their eyes flicking curiously between Sarah, Albert, and Alice. They offered friendly smiles, clearly mistaking the dynamic between them.
“What a beautiful family you have,” the woman said warmly. “Your granddaughter is adorable.”
Albert chuckled, holding back a devious smile. He couldn’t help himself.
“Ah, you’re mistaken, she’s not my granddaughter,” he corrected smoothly, his voice loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. “That little bundle of joy is my daughter. And this gorgeous woman here?” He gestured proudly at Sarah, who stiffened at his words. “She’s my partner. Isn’t that right, dear?”
Sarah’s cheeks flushed a deep red, her green eyes widening in a mix of embarrassment and thrill. She finally responded with an affirming nod, offering a small wave at the couple.
“O-oh! I’m sorry, I just assumed…” the woman stammered, her husband coughing awkwardly beside her.
Albert chuckled darkly. “Heh, it’s fine. We get that a lot. I’m just happy to have this little girl in my life. Ain’t that right, sweety?” he said, reaching over and giving the toddler’s head a gentle, possessive pat. Alice babbled happily, oblivious to the conversation.
“Well, um… congratulations,” the woman said hastily, forcing a polite smile before nudging her husband to keep walking. “We hope you three have a wonderful rest of the day.”
Albert watched them leave, and a pleased expression formed on his wrinkled face. The way they stared, the shock in their expressions only fed his twisted pride. He glanced over at Sarah, eyes narrowed as she flashed him an amusingly annoyed look.
“You really love flaunting our relationship to strangers, don’t you?” she murmured, her voice half-scolding, half-aroused.
“What? It’s true, ain’t it?” Albert replied, his smug expression never wavering. “Why should I hide it? It’s not like anyone here knows who we are.”
Sarah didn’t even try to argue. Instead, she carefully placed Alice on his lap, her fingers brushing over his arm in a subtle, affectionate touch.
“Here, hold her for a second. I want to take a picture,” she said, already pulling her phone from the beach bag.
Albert adjusted Alice on his lap, his hands steadying her as she giggled and reached for his hat. He flashed a wide grin at the camera, his gaze fixed on Sarah even as she snapped the photo.
“Hmm, perfect,” Sarah said softly, looking at the screen with a small, delighted smile. “You two look… happy.”
“Hehe, damn straight. This little princess loves being with her old man, isn’t that right, Alice?” Albert cooed, readjusting the toddler on his lap. Alice responded with a babble, grabbing at his cheeks with her tiny hands, forcing an amused chuckle from him.
Albert placed a gentle kiss on the little girl’s cheek before meeting Sarah’s gaze. “Things are pretty good now, but soon, we’ll be even happier.”
Sarah’s eyes flickered down to her still-flat stomach, his words stirring something dark and depraved within her. She loved how shamelessly direct Albert was. She bit her lip and gave him a subtle, knowing smile before leaning in and giving him a deep, affectionate kiss on his lips.
-
By the time they returned to their villa, the sun had already dipped below the ocean, leaving the sky in deep oranges and purples. Sarah carried a sleepy, cranky Alice up the narrow staircase, her blonde hair tousled by the cool evening breeze. Albert followed closely behind her, his gaze fixed on the sway of her hips and shapely ass as she climbed the steps.
Once they were inside their villa, Sarah changed Alice into her cute pajamas and laid her into the crib, tucking a soft blanket around her little body. The toddler mumbled something incoherent before falling into her peaceful sleep.
“To think she was just full of energy an hour ago,” Sarah whispered, her green eyes gleaming with affection as she straightened.
“Well, that’s only true for one of us,” Albert rumbled, his tone low and hungry.
The heat in his gaze was unmistakable. Without a word, they hastily retreated into their room, slamming the door behind them. Sarah’s pulse quickened as she turned to face him. She barely had a chance to react before his lecherous hands were on her, pulling her against him with desperate desire, making her crave him even more. Their lips crashed together, mouths opening hungrily as their tongues sloppily twirled and danced.
Sarah’s delicate fingers clawed at his shirt, yanking it off his wiry body before letting it drop to the floor. Albert’s hands fumbled with the tie of her cover-up, finally tearing it away to reveal her bikini-clad body he’d been admiring all day. His fingers made quick work of the straps, peeling the flimsy material from her skin until she stood before him, gloriously naked.
“Damn, you’re so sexy. I fucking love your body, sweetheart,” the old man growled, his hands roaming over her soft curves with possessive and needy desire. His beady eyes gleamed with that twisted, all-consuming hunger that always simmered within.
“Bed. Now.” Sarah commanded breathlessly, her tone more of a plea than an order.
Albert grinned, shoving his swim shorts to his ankles before shuffling over to the large, antique bed. The mattress creaked as he climbed onto it, his old, skinny body stretched out and ready for his goddess of a lover. His big cock stood erect, throbbing with primal need as he eyed her like prey.
Sarah wasted no time, crawling onto the bed to straddle his lap. Her slender fingers wrapped around his cock, giving his thick, veiny shaft a few slow, teasing strokes as she lowered her lips to his. They kissed deeply, their tongues dancing as if it was the only way they could breathe.
Pulling her lips from his, Sarah shifted herself around, her knees planted on either side of his balding head. They moved with practiced ease, his rough hands immediately grabbing her hips and pulling her down until her wet pussy was pressed against his eager mouth.
Albert’s tongue darted out, lapping at her folds with greed, sending jolts of pleasure up her spine. Her own head dipped down as she tossed her elegant blonde hair over her shoulder. Her soft lips parted, wrapping around his pulsating cockhead as she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around this thick length.
Their bodies moved in sync, mouths working feverishly to bring each other great pleasure. Her thighs muffled his groans of approval as he devoured her sopping slit, his tongue slipping deeper with every stroke, desperately drinking up her sweet nectar like a man dying of thirst. Sarah moaned around his cock, the vibrations making his hips jerk beneath her.
He gripped her plush ass, pulling her down harder against his face. The sensation of his tongue sliding over her clit was mind-melting, her bigger, fuller body writhing over his smaller, wiry frame as she struggled to focus on sucking him.
But Albert was relentless, his mouth worked at her pussy with a desire that bordered on desperation. Sarah’s own need flared higher, her hips grinding against his mouth even as she greedily took him deep in her throat, her lips gliding up and down his shaft.
Their moans filled the room, the sounds of wet, sinful slurping echoing off the walls as they fell deeper into the lust.
“Mhmm… hmmmm… Mhhmmmm…” Sarah moaned as she skillfully bobbed her head around his formidable manhood, her saliva slathering her lips and dribbling down her chin as she continued to take him deep.
“Argh… fuck. You taste so good, baby,” Albert grunted, momentarily removing his mouth from her pussy, leaving thick strings of her juices between his lips and her slit. He let out another long, heavy moan as Sarah purred around him, his voice husky and filled with ecstasy. “Fuckkk… that’s it… ohhhhh.”
The heat between them grew unbearable as Sarah ground herself down against Albert’s mouth once more, muffling his groans as she swallowed his length. Her body quivered with each flick of his tongue, his bony hands kneading her ass to keep her in place.
Her pretty green eyes were glossy as she felt his throbbing cock slide against the back of her throat, her tongue gliding along his shaft as she lifted back up before swirling over his bulbous head, tasting and savoring the salty tang of his precum. His hips twitched in response to her pleasurable ministrations, a guttural groan rumbling from his chest as he thrust his hips up in a desperate attempt to feel more of her mouth.
Then, her phone buzzed.
The sound shocked them out of their pleasure-drenched haze. Sarah lifted her head, her eyes glancing over at her phone lying on the nightstand, the screen glowing brightly.
“Fuck,” Sarah breathed, her voice muffled by the wet heat of his cock still pressed against her lips.
“Eh? Who the hell is calling?” Albert grumbled, his mouth pausing only long enough to throw out the irritated question.
She squinted at the screen, her eyes going wide when she saw the name flashing across it. Alex.
“Shit, it’s Alex,” Sarah whispered with mild apprehension as she absentmindedly stroked Albert's saliva-slathered cock.
Albert chuckled darkly from beneath her. “Hm, well, answer it.”
“W-what?”
“Answer it. Right now. While you’re sucking my cock,” Albert ordered, his voice thick with wicked amusement. “I wanna hear you talk to that stupid husband of yours while I’m balls deep in your mouth. You can do that for me, can’t you, dear?”
Sarah’s cheeks burned with thrill and arousal. The naughtiness of it all was intoxicating, making her thighs clench around his head as her blood rushed with excitement.
“Fine,” she whispered, her voice barely more than a ragged breath. With shaky fingers, she reached over and snatched her phone from the nightstand, her heart pounding in her chest.
Sliding her finger across the screen, she accepted the call and held the phone to her ear.
“H-hey, Alex,” she said, trying to maintain a casual tone.
“Hey, babe,” Alex’s cheerful tone crackled through the phone. “Just wanted to check in, see how things are going in Europe. You’re in Italy now, right? Having fun?”
Sarah shot a quick glance down at Albert, who stared up at her with that triumphant, ravenous grin. His fingers squeezed her hips, urging her to continue. And she did.
Leaning forward, she wrapped her lips around Albert’s cock once more, her tongue lapping at the head as she began bobbing her head slowly.
“Yeah, it’s… hmmm, it’s been really nice,” she said, her voice trembling as she fought to keep steady. “The weather’s beautiful, and Alice is having a great time.”
“That’s good to hear. Damn, wish I could be there,” Alex continued, oblivious to the obscene act happening on the other end of the line. Sarah couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Even though Alex sounded regretful, she knew damn well he would rather work than put effort into their marriage.
“How’s our baby girl doing? Not giving you any trouble, is she?”
“No, not at all. She’s been… a total sweetheart,” Sarah replied, her words muffled slightly by the cock sliding over her tongue. She made sure to keep her voice as calm and unassuming as possible, even as her mouth continued to work on Albert’s throbbing shaft.
“Good, good,” Alex said warmly. “And how’s Albert? He behaving himself?”
Sarah nearly choked on Albert’s cock at the question, her entire body flushing with a mix of embarrassment and perverse excitement.
“Oh, he’s… he’s fine,” she replied, forcing a casual tone as she tightened her lips around Albert’s length, sucking him deeper. “Really helpful with Alice. I don’t know what I’d do without him.”
Albert’s grin widened, his hips thrusting upward slightly to drive his cock deeper into her throat. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he latched his mouth back onto Sarah’s soaked pussy, forcing a stifled moan from her lips.
“Hmph!” she gasped, quickly covering her mouth before shooting an amused glare at the old man beneath her.
“Yeah, good old Albert,” Alex murmured, utterly clueless that his wife was having a naughty affair with his elderly neighbor. “I’m just glad he’s there to look after you two. You deserve to enjoy yourself.”
Sarah pulled her mouth from Albert’s cock with a slick, lewd pop, her breathing labored as she rolled her hips against his lecherous mouth. Her hand kept stroking him, her eyes locked on his as she forced herself to respond.
“Thanks, honey. I appreciate you letting me do this,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of strain as Albert wiggled his tongue past her moist folds. “Nhg… I-it’s been amazing so far.”
“I’m glad, babe. Just wanted to see how you guys are doing before I get back to work. Can’t wait to see you when you get back. Love you,” her husband said warmly.
“I… love you too,” Sarah whispered, her voice quivering from whatever guilt lingered inside her and from raw desire. The pleasure her lover was giving her began to consume her thoughts.
“Alright, I’ll let you get back to having fun. Give Alice a kiss for me, okay?”
“Will do,” Sarah uttered, the sensation from Albert’s mouth working her pussy almost making her break right then and there. “Bye, Alex.”
“Bye, babe.”
The line went dead, and Sarah’s phone slipped from her fingers as she hastily tossed it aside to return to more important matters at hand.
“Damn, that was so naughty,” Albert growled with approval.
Sarah nibbled on the corner of her lip. Doing something so depraved while talking to her husband made her body buzz with this addicting thrill that made her even more hungry for Albert.
“Hmmm, I love it, baby…” she purred, her voice dripping with lust as her lips curled into a wicked smile.
Albert couldn’t help but offer a devilish smile as well, witnessing Sarah swap from an innocent wife to his depraved lover in mere moments. “Now… where were we?”
Sarah bit her lip, already knowing what to do without exchanging any words. Pulling herself away from his head, she moved lower, her knees sliding down the mattress until she was straddling his narrow hips, her back still facing him. Albert’s gaze locked onto her perfect, round ass as she adjusted herself, the muscles of her thighs tensing as she positioned herself above him.
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he grunted with approval. “Heh, babe… you’re really something else,” he rasped, licking his lips as he kneaded her.
Sarah reached down with one hand, wrapping fingers around his thick, throbbing cock. She felt him twitch against her palm, his tip slick and leaking from the attention she’d just given him. Slowly, she guided his cock between her legs, rubbing the swollen, sensitive head against her wet folds.
A shiver of anticipation rippled through her as she teased herself with him, her own breathing growing shallow. The forbidden excitement of everything that had just happened, of talking to her husband with Albert’s cock in her mouth, still had her body humming with need.
“Mmm… you want me, baby?” she whispered, her voice both seductive and taunting. “You want me to ride your filthy, dirty cock?”
“Hell yes, I do. You know damn well I do,” Albert replied, his hands squeezing her hips even harder. “Stop teasing me, dear. You know I can’t wait.”
She chuckled darkly, her fingers giving his shaft one last, slow stroke before positioning him right at her entrance. Without a word, Sarah began to lower herself, her body sinking down until his cock was buried deep inside her.
“Ohhhhh…”
They both groaned in unison, the sudden overwhelming sensation making Sarah’s pretty green eyes roll back. Her head tilted toward the ceiling, blonde hair cascading down her back as she adjusted to the familiar cock that had been fucking her daily.
“Augh… you’re still as tight as the day I fucked you in your shed, baby,” Albert grunted, his grip twitching against her hips as he fought the urge to slam her down harder. “Shit… every damn time feels like the first.”
“And you’re so big…” Sarah moaned, her breath shaky as she slowly began to move her hips, rolling them in slow, deliberate circles. “So fucking big, Albert…”
Albert’s wrinkled hands slid from her hips to her ass, his thumbs sinking into her soft, pliable flesh. He massaged her cheeks, spreading them apart as she rode him, their bodies grinding together with slick, filthy sounds that only made them hornier.
“Oohh—that’s it… yes… ride that cock… Keep moving just like that,” he grunted. “I love watching that pretty ass of yours bouncing on my cock.”
“God, Albert…” she whimpered. “You feel so good… so fucking good.”
“Yeah, that’s right. You love this, don’t you?” he taunted, his voice husky and triumphant as he met her movements with thrusts of his own, sinking his cock deep into her married pussy. “Being fucked like the dirty little slut you are. While your dumbass husband has no fucking clue.”
“Yes…” Sarah gasped, the words only spurring her on, her body grinding down on him with frantic need. “I love it. I love being fucked like the dirty slut I am!”
“That’s my girl,” Albert groaned, his hands guiding her rhythm as she rode him with increasing desperation. “Now, keep going. Don’t you dare stop until I’ve filled you up again. We have a baby to make, darlin’.”
And Sarah, lost in the heat of the moment, had no intention of stopping. Not until she’d drained him of everything he had to give.
Albert’s breathing grew ragged, his gaze locked on the sinful sight before him. He continued to grope Sarah’s ass possessively, giving her the occasional playful spank that would make her squeal with pleasure.
But the old bastard wanted more. He always wanted more.
With a raspy grunt, Albert tucked his skinny legs between her folded thighs, twisting his lower body so that their legs were tangled together, effectively trapping them in a filthy, intimate embrace. His bony knees pressed against the insides of her thighs, holding her open just enough to keep her spread for him.
“Augh… yes… just like that, baby… just like that,” Albert murmured, his old eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched his cock disappear and reappear between her slick, glistening folds. The way her wet pussy squeezed him so tightly made his head spin and body tremble with greedy desire. “So… fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to knock you up again.”
Sarah’s chest rose and fell with heavy, shallow breaths. Her skin flushed, her blonde hair wild and messy as she threw her head back for a moment, losing herself to the addicting pleasure. But then her eyes snapped open, and she looked over her shoulder, locking her alluring green eyes with his.
There was something feral and untamed about her gaze, something that told Albert just how deeply intoxicated she was with him. Her lush lips parted, and she dragged her tongue across her perfect white teeth, a wicked, taunting glint in her eyes as she continued to bounce on his cock.
“You’re so eager to get me pregnant again, aren’t you?” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “You love fucking my pussy with your big cock until you fill me with your thick… virile… loads… Hmm, I’m definitely bringing home a little surprise, aren’t I?”
“Heh! Damn straight, darlin’,” Albert growled, his grip moving to her hips as he thrust his hips upward, meeting her with every roll of her body. “I’m going to breed this pussy of yours and your useless husband is going to think it’s his again.”
“Mmm… you’re so fucking bad, Albert,” Sarah responded, her hips grinding down harder, her eyes rolling back feeling the tip of his cock smush against her cervix. “You love knowing I’m yours… that I let you fill me up whenever you want and not my husband.”
“Fuck yes. And you love it.” Albert’s voice was rough, desperate. “And you’ll let me keep breeding you after this little one, won’t you?”
Sarah’s eyes fluttered, her breath hitching at his lewd words. The perverse thrill of letting another man who wasn’t her husband impregnate her made her so fucking aroused. Her hips moved faster, her body working itself against his cock with animalistic urgency.
“Yes,” she gasped. “I’ll let you. I want you. I want you to fill me up again… make me yours again.”
Albert’s fingers dug into her hips, his nails almost bruising her skin as the pleasure mounted to its peak. His eyes remained fixed on the obscene display before him, his cock sliding in and out of her slick, throbbing slit. The sight of her thick cream forming around the base of his cock as they fucked was evidence of how horny they were for each other.
Sarah’s hips moved with frenzied desperation, the bed creaking as she slammed her ass against him. Their tangled legs kept them locked together, her slick pussy gliding over his cock with lewd wetness.
“Ah ah ah… Ohhhh… Yes—Albert… you feel so good,” Sarah moaned as she continued to skillfully ride his big cock. “I love you so much… so fucking much.”
“Love you too, baby,” Albert groaned in response as he clawed at her hips, his cock straining as her wet walls dragged against his sensitive skin. His eyes remained locked with hers, the hunger and obsession burning between them, only stoking their lust. “Can’t get enough of you… never could… you’re mine, Sarah. All mine.”
“Yours… I’m all yours,” she moaned, her head tipping back as she sunk onto him, moving her hips in deep, salacious circles, sending jolts of pleasure through them. “No one else makes me feel this way… no one else can fuck me like you can…”
“That’s right. Because you’re mine, sweetheart. And I’m never letting you go,” Albert declared, his voice thick and ragged as his body tensed beneath her. “So perfect… The mother of my children…”
Their breaths grew shallow, and the room filled with the sounds of wet, desperate thrusts and their mingled cries of ecstasy. The intensity of their connection, the raw, filthy lust that consumed them, drove them toward the edge.
“Ah… Albert… I’m close… I’m so fucking close…” Sarah whimpered, her thighs quivering as her pussy tightened around him.
“Me too, baby… fuck, I’m right there…” Albert panted, his hips bucking upward to meet her every downward thrust. “Get ready… I’m going to fill you up… knock you up all over again.”
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Please, baby… knock me up!” Sarah cried out, her voice cracking with need. “Put a fucking baby in me… I need it… I need you…”
Her body slammed down one last time, sinking his cock as deep as it could go. At the same moment, her hand reached down, delicate fingers wrapping around his heavy balls and squeezing them gently, urging him on. The sensation sent Albert over the edge, his cock twitching violently inside her as he finally erupted.
“AUUUGGHHH! Fuck! Oh god, Sarah!” Albert roared, his body trembling as his hot, thick load surged deep into her fertile pussy. His hips bucked uncontrollably, each wave of pleasure stronger than the last.
“Hmmmm, yes! Fill me up! Fill me up!” Sarah moaned, her own orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. Her walls clenched around him, milking every last drop of his virile seed as she shuddered in pure satisfaction.
“Yes… you’re going to put a baby in me… you’re going to put a baby in… me…” she murmured on repeat as she rode out her orgasm.
Their bodies remained entwined, locked together in the aftermath of their primal climax. Sarah’s breathing was jagged, her body still quivering as she slumped backward onto his chest.
Albert’s hands slid up her sides, holding her close as his cock remained buried deep within her. He let out a heavy sigh of satisfaction, his smug, possessive grin stretching across his flushed, wrinkly face.
“You are so fucking perfect… I love you so much, Sarah,” he murmured, his voice hoarse and filled with affection.
“Hmmm, I love you too,” Sarah whispered as she cupped his face, giving his cheek a deep, wet kiss. “I’m yours… all yours… always…”
They lay there, tangled up in each other, their bodies drenched with sweat and still humming with pleasure. And neither of them had any intention of letting go…
-
A week had passed since their naughty European vacation. The heat from that trip still lingered in Sarah’s body like a fire that couldn’t be extinguished. They were back in their neighborhood and slid into their normal, naughty routines.
Each day, once Alice was down for her nap, or on the rare occasions her husband Alex was home to babysit, Sarah would find a way to slip away: sometimes under the guise of checking the mail, claiming to go out on a run, or pretending to go out on errands. Albert always knew. He’d be waiting, watching, leaving his back door unlocked for his lover.
As soon as they hooked up, he’d pull her against him like a starved man. Their encounters were no less intense than the countless times they fucked across Europe. If anything, returning to secrecy only added fuel to the fire of their lust.
Albert’s wiry hands would slide under her clothes, his mouth locking with hers with rough hunger, her blouse half-buttoned and skirt hiked up before they even reached his living room, or wherever they decided to fuck.
Afterward, they would always lay sprawled on top of one another, spent, their skin sticky and glistening with sweat from their filthy passion. Albert took pride in the fact that he had such a fine, stunning woman in his life, but something inside him left him wanting something more than their covert affair.
“Why don’t you just leave him, Sarah?” Albert would ask her as his new favorite question every time they finished, his hand stroking her thigh.
Sarah’s fetching green eyes would drift shut, the answer always the same. “Albert… I- I just can’t leave. It’s not that simple.”
Albert would grumble, pulling her closer to his skinny old body. “Tch, what the hell are you waiting for? You love me, don’t you? And we’ve got a damn kid together. Heh, you’re probably pregnant again. What more is there to think about?”
But Sarah would only shake her head. “I know… I know… Ugh, this is a mess…” she sighed, her voice tinged with uncertainty and disappointment. “It’s not like I can just go to my husband and say ‘Hey, I want a divorce’ out of nowhere. We literally have no problems. Well… except for the sex part, but that’s beside the point.”
Albert narrowed his eyes, his frustration simmering within. In a perfect world, she probably would just leave her useless husband. But this wasn’t a perfect world, and he understood that, for the most part.
“There’s too much to unravel. Lawyers. Finances. The house. And let’s say I go through with this… I don’t want to have partial custody of Alice. Our baby. I want her with us…” Sarah continued to reason.
Albert slowly nodded, agreeing with her. He wouldn’t want to be away from his first child. “Then just tell the truth,” he boldly suggested, causing Sarah to quickly prop herself up on her elbows and stare at him in total bafflement.
“Are you fucking crazy?” she gasped, her voice pitched with disbelief. “That’s a terrible idea. I have a life, Albert. I don’t want to be chastised by my friends and family!”
Albert simply shrugged, unbothered. “Hey, I’m just making a suggestion, baby. Yeah, it would be messy, but it would free you up so we can be together with our kid,” he said before resting a gentle hand on her still-flat stomach. “And our soon to be…”
Sarah rolled her eyes, plopping back down against him. “Albert…” she quietly began, though she didn’t bother finishing her sentence.
“Tsk, I wish that fucking idiot of a husband would just disappear,” Albert snapped. “He doesn't deserve you.”
Sarah didn’t disagree. But still, the risk, the mess… made her hesitate. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be with Albert; it was all the baggage that would come along with her if she decided to leave Alex for him. So many questions and suspicions would arise if she just packed up and left. For now, this was only a pipe dream. A fantasy she dreamed of but knew would almost never happen.
Until everything changed…
It happened on a Tuesday.
Sarah had just put Alice down for a nap when her phone buzzed violently, message after message flooding her screen. First, from a coworker at her firm. Then her mother. Then, a news alert.
She tapped on a link in the message her coworker sent, her stomach sinking as she read through the article.
Breaking News: Local Businessman and CFO Alex Lawson Arrested for Massive Corporate Fraud and Various Scandals. Faces 18-25 Years in Federal Prison.
Sarah stood frozen, her blood pounding in her ears as she scrolled through several photos of Alex being escorted from his work building in handcuffs, his face pale and hollow.
It was surreal. Sarah’s knees wobbled, and she felt lightheaded due to the shock of swirling confusion and disbelief… but there was something else she felt inside her that she didn’t quite recognize at the moment.
Relief.
Sarah went well into the night, answering urgent calls from her family and the in-laws. She was bombarded with so many questions she didn’t have answers to. Eventually, she became so stressed out that she just turned off her phone and tossed it aside, dragging her feet toward the couch and plopping herself onto the cushions.
The house was quiet except for the pulsating throb radiating from the headache nagging at her. Sarah perked up, hearing a sudden knock on her front door. She hesitated for a moment, wondering who that might be, but after a quick, obvious thought, she knew exactly who was at her door.
She stood up from the couch, padding over to the door and opening it to see her elderly lover standing there, his usual smug expression even more exaggerated than normal.
“I assume you heard what happened, huh?” Sarah muttered, a small smile tugging at her lips as she met the old man’s gaze.
Albert nodded. “I did.”
A heavy, slow exhale left her nose as she stepped aside, welcoming Albert inside her house and closing the door behind them.
As much as Albert wanted to continue to gloat, he noticed how stressed Sarah was. Her green eyes were glazed and red, her elegant blonde hair unkempt, and her clothes loosely tousled on her alluring figure. “You going to be okay, baby?” he asked, reaching over and taking her hand, soothingly rubbing the top of her hand with his thumb.
Sarah blinked slowly, contemplating how to respond. She decided not to answer with words. She didn’t have any to describe the turmoil swirling within her. Taking a step forward, she cupped Albert’s wrinkled face with her soft hands, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss, her slender fingers threading through his thin gray strands of hair.
And in that kiss, Albert tasted the answer he’d been waiting for.
The chaos hadn’t let up since the scandal broke. Every day brought another call from lawyers, another visit from Alex’s frantic relatives, another message from someone pretending to be concerned while digging for gossip. Sarah was everywhere, juggling and sorting out their finances and dealing with government agents. All while protecting Alice from the noise.
Thankfully, Albert helped make things easier for her. With Alex gone from the house for the foreseeable future, the old man slotted into her daily life as if they’d been together for years. He came over as often as he could, dancing around the constant flow of Sarah’s relatives and friends visiting the house. Sarah and Albert would share a bed when they were together, fucking to their heart’s content in her marital bed to help her relax. Albert would claim Sarah over and over again, hoping he could help her forget about Alex.
She found comfort in being with Albert freely, without sneaking around, reminding her of their recent European trip together. With Alex out of the picture, Sarah began to see what life with Albert could be like. Aside from the sex, he proved to be a good partner and father, always making sure his girls were content and happy.
Alice couldn’t be happier. The toddler was always livelier around Albert than her “father.” It was as if she knew who her real dad was. However, she was still too young to understand what was happening.
Sarah’s life would take another twist, however.
It was a quiet morning, the kind that pretended to be calm as Sarah’s nerves simmered beneath the surface. She sat on the edge of the bathtub, staring down at the little white stick in her hand: Two pink lines.
Pregnant.
She exhaled slowly, her eyes welling, not with fear or sadness, but with something heavier, more complicated. She already knew whose it was. There was no doubt.
Albert.
There was no surprise at all. They had been trying for this baby ever since they were on vacation. Sarah was happy, but the timing of it all only made things more… complicated. With Alex gone, questions would arise about who the father was. She could continue to pretend it was Alex’s, but she hadn’t had sex with him in months, and Alex would definitely notice the strange timing of it all, possibly unraveling her entire affair amid this scandal.
Sarah was even more stressed than ever, trying to figure out how to deal with her precarious situation. But she remained composed, taking a deep breath. She still had Albert to help her figure this mess out.
One step at a time.
Later that morning, as the blue morning sky loomed overhead, the front door unlocked, swinging open as Albert entered the house with some bags of groceries, as confident and smug as ever, living his best life with the woman he loved and their precious daughter. His veteran’s hat perched crooked on his head, his shirt partially unbuttoned as he trudged to the kitchen, hoisting the paper bags onto the island.
Sarah didn’t say a word, simply offering a small wave as they met eyes. She stepped forward, struggling to contain a nervous but excited smile. Albert arched his brow, his faded blue eyes catching how she hid one of her hands behind her back.
She wordlessly slid the pregnancy test across the table, eagerly waiting for his reaction.
Albert stared at it and then looked up at her, the corner of his mouth twitching into a wide grin. “No shit?”
She nodded, arms folded, heart pounding.
A long moment of silence hung in the air between them. And then, he stepped around the island, cupped her face with his wrinkled hands, and kissed her deeply. When they pulled apart, she saw something in his eyes that almost startled her. Pride. Satisfaction. Ownership.
Albert smirked, beaming with the joy of knowing he had knocked up his beautiful goddess again. “I was wondering when you’d get knocked up. I’ve been working on that for the past couple of weeks,” he said, his hand sliding down to press gently against her lower stomach. “Two for two… hehe.”
“This… complicates things, Albert,” she murmured, her voice dry. “I can’t exactly pretend this one is Alex’s.”
Albert tilted his gaze to her, his hands reaching behind her and over her yoga pants to grab her plush ass. “I think it’s time you leave your husband, darlin’,” he declared, his voice low, almost commanding.
Sarah’s breath hitched, the feeling of his bony fingers sinking and kneading her ass making her stomach coil with arousal. “Albert—”
“I’m serious,” he rumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, planting a gentle kiss behind her ear. “He’s out of the picture. You’ve got my kid growing inside you. You think this is gonna work long-term with his name still on your papers?”
Her eyes fluttered shut as her mind raced, torn between logic and emotion. “I— I’m still not sure if I can do this. It will be hard…”
“Never said it would be easy,” Albert pressed. “But he’s in prison. This is your chance. Start over. With me. With our family. If we play our cards right, I’m sure things will be just fine.”
Sarah’s body melted against his wiry body as he continued to press soft, reassuring kisses onto her neck and cheek. She wasn’t sure how she’d go through with this, but, oddly enough, Albert gave her the confidence to push through.
“So… what’s it going to be, Sarah?” he asked, pulling away to look at her.
“I’ll… I’ll have to think it over,” she whispered, her voice trembling with uncertainty and simmering anticipation. “I…”
Albert grinned, his mouth finding hers in another passionate kiss. “That’s all I needed to hear, baby.”
-
Later that night, the house was silent except for the filthy sounds of breathy moans and slapping skin coming from Sarah’s room. Albert had her flat on her back, her long leg hooked over his shoulder as he drove into her, slow and deep, each thrust filling her tight pussy. His rough hands gripped the curve of her thigh, pulling her in tighter, the mattress creaking beneath their bodies as he pressed forward again and again.
Sarah moaned, her fingers clawing at the damp sheets, her green eyes fluttering open just long enough to meet his gaze.
He leaned down, folding over her leg, and kissed her calf, trailing his wet tongue along her smooth, sensitive skin.
“Fuck,” he growled between licks, “I always loved your long legs, baby… and this pussy… always as tight as ever… I can feel—augh—you swallowing me whole…”
Sarah gasped as he shifted deeper, his big cock grinding against her sweetest spot with every deep stroke.
“You were never his, Sarah,” Albert muttered, his voice rough and low against her skin. “You were always meant to be mine. From the first time I bred you.”
She whimpered, her other leg wrapped around his narrow waist.
“You remember that?” he went on, kissing her calf again, this time with his teeth. “Those few days we had alone when your dumbass husband went on that business trip? Heh, we were fucking like rabbits… there wasn’t a place in this house we didn’t fuck”
“Ouhhhh… yes… Albert… d-deeper, baby,” Sarah gasped, her voice sultry and desperate. The angle he held her leg at caused his cock to slam against her cervix and send mild melting shocks of pleasure through her.
The old man smiled, slowing his rhythm just to tease. “You wore his ring, but you came running to me. Let me fuck you like he never could. Let me put a baby in you while he was too stupid to notice.”
Sarah moaned louder, her hands sliding up her chest to grope her shapely breasts to seek even more stimulation. She kneaded her soft mounds, her fingers grazing over her pink, erect nipples as he pounded her wet pussy. The sight of Sarah playing with herself as her pretty eyes rolled back from the pleasure he was giving her invigorated his efforts.
“And now,” Albert grunted, driving in hard, “he’s gone, locked away. And you’re here with the real man you love. Pregnant with my child again. Hmmm, it’s meant to be... My name’s gonna be the last one you ever carry.”
Sarah’s body jerked, her hips rolling against him as her breathing grew ragged from their salacious excursions. Her doubts about leaving Alex quickly faded with every thrust Albert gave her. The thought of getting serious with the dirty old man who had seduced and knocked her up was exhilarating. It pleased her to think their depraved relationship would evolve into something more now that he was the father of her children and the man she had grown to love.
The only decision she had to make became clearer by the second.
“Make up your mind already, darlin’?” he panted, biting lightly at her calf. “Gonna take my last name? Be my wife?”
“Hmmm! Ohhhh… Yes—Albert, yes!” she cried, her back arching as he kept hitting that perfect spot inside her, the heat between them making her drunk with lust.
“You better,” he growled, picking up the pace, his hips snapping into her harder now, the headboard thumping against the wall. “You better not waste time… I’m tired of pretending.”
She cried out, clutching at him as her orgasm built, burning hot and fast.
“Say it,” he demanded. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours! I’ve always been yours!” she sobbed, her body locking up as the pleasure exploded through her. “I’m so—close! Please! Ouuuhhh!”
Albert groaned deep in his chest, sliding her leg off him so he could rest his wiry body onto her. Sarah instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, her ankles crossing as she pulled him deeper into her welcoming pussy. Their lips crashed into a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, their tongues sliding against one another as his thrusts grew erratic, the sound of his heavy balls slapping against her ass echoing off the walls.
The sensation of her constricting, spasming walls around him quickly spurred him to have his own release. He buried himself one final time, his cock pulsing hard as he came deep inside her.
He stayed there, pressed inside her, their bodies locked, sweaty and shaky as their hands found each other, their fingers effortlessly sliding into each other. Their kissing slowed into a softer, more sensual rhythm.
Albert broke their kiss, collapsing on her as they panted heavily, still riding the high of their blissful orgasms.
And even before Albert could ask her to tell him again, Sarah knew…
She was his. All his. For good…
To be continued...
Comments
Lee
Outstanding chapter! All of your work is top-notch, but this chapter really stands out as high art. I particularly enjoyed how you used plausible life events to clear the way for Sarah and Alberrt to pursue their feelings for each other. I look forward to reading what you have in store for the finale!
Hope Ambition
You're amazing writers never change!!! This is so hot 🎇🎇I love it❤️❤️❤️“I never want this to end!!!
