Chapter 55: Katie’s Girlfriend Experience

While in a deep sleep, Phil Dorman recalled exactly the moment his neighborhood changed. He sat on the couch in his living room, watching his favorite talk show. The obese man was chewing on a cheese burrito, the hot sauce running all over his pudgy hands and dripping onto his stained shirt as he stared at the TV screen in front of him. The sound was muted. Dorman didn’t really care too much about the guests or stories, his sole interest lay in the brunette female co-host as he would constantly fantasize about her long sexy legs and revealing cleavages. The old man moved his stained fingers to his crotch, stroking the outline of his fat cock through his shorts. Grinning, he leaned forward and took a swig of beer from his can.

Just as the fat man was envisioning the buxom moderator unbuttoning her shirt and flashing her huge creamy tits, the sound of his wife Maureen’s voice snapped him out of his fantasy as it echoed through the corridor.

“Oh look, sweetie,” she called, “It looks like the new neighbors are here. Come take a look!”

“Damn it!” the old man cursed as he let go of his growing erection and put down his food. “Who the fuck cares,” he growled under his breath as he turned off the TV, wiped his hands on his shirt and got up from the couch, slowly limping his way to the front door.

His wife stood on the porch, looking across the lawn as he came up behind her. A moving van was parked in the driveway next door. Dorman adjusted his thick glasses as a young couple emerged from the van and started walking in their direction. They seemed to be in their late twenties and were smiling and waving at them.

“Hello, we’re the Jacksons!” the young man exclaimed as they approached the porch. He briskly extended his hand. “So nice to meet you! I’m Fred and this is my wife Katie!”

He was tall and handsome with a friendly face but Phil hardly took any notice of him for all his attention was drawn to one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. For all he could tell, she had the looks of a supermodel with sparkling hazel eyes, her gorgeous features splattered with tiny freckles and framed by soft brown hair which was held up by Ray Ban sunglasses. She was wearing skin tight gray leggings along with a light blue tank top and sneakers. The breathtaking woman gave them a wonderfully sexy smile, flashing her perfect white teeth as they all shook hands.

“How do you do,” Phil mumbled grumpily, absentmindedly reaching into his pocket for his cigarettes. His fat fingers nervously fumbled with the pack as he hastily pulled it out. Slipping from his grasp, it fell to the ground in front of him.

“Oops!” the young wife laughed as she quickly crouched down to pick up the cigarettes that lay strewn around his naked feet. Phil peered down over his huge belly at the hot woman as she picked up the package. For a brief moment her head was just at his crotch level and he instantly envisioned the sexy young wife sucking his fat prick. Katie smiled as she looked up at him with her beautiful hazel eyes. The obese man felt his cock grow at the sight of her looking up at him on her knees. Her perfect small mouth probably wouldn’t fit around his cock.

“There you go,” she said as she slowly got back up to her feet and handed him the cigarettes.

The ugly old man took a deep breath as he looked at her. In his dirty mind, his fat cock was lined up against her perfect lips, blasting thick ropes of cum across her freckled face as he splashed her pretty features with his seed.

“Come on! We’ve still got a lot to do!” Fred smiled as he playfully put his arm around his wife’s small waist. “You’ll have to come over and visit us once we’ve settled in,” he exclaimed as the married couple turned to leave.

His bloated mouth half open, Dorman stared at the sexy woman’s buttocks as the couple made its way back down the yard. Her perfect, luscious cheeks were highlighted by the skin-tight pants, her ass swaying seductively as the old man watched her walk away.

‘Damn, that bitch is hot!’ he thought to himself as he felt the blood shoot into his groin. Coughing up a phlegm, he turned and followed his wife back into the house. He instantly knew that he would be spending a lot of his future time staring out of the window or peering through the fence just to get a good look at his new sexy new neighbor.

Phil rolled over in bed as his eyes opened and grinned wildly at the thought of his new surroundings. Luck was finally on his side and what was only a fantasy had become reality. He heard the family upstairs and knew they would be gone soon and he could have his way with the married woman.

Katie Jackson stood naked at the bathroom counter, brushing her soft brown hair to a perfect sheen while she admired her flawless body in the mirror. Smiling with satisfaction, she picked up a flacon of her favorite perfume, spraying some of it between her perfect round breasts, on her inner thighs and on her delicate, swan-like neck.

Katie’s husband Fred walked into the bathroom and came up behind his hard bodied wife. He had already gotten dressed but the business meeting he was going to be attending in just an hour was the last thing on his mind as he stood behind his sexy spouse and stared in awe at her naked body. Putting his hands on her hips, he gently pressed his groin into her firm buttocks. Katie could feel her husband’s hard cock as it rubbed against her perfect ass.

“You were amazing last night,” he whispered into her ear.

Mrs. Jackson’s knees weakened as her husband wrapped his arms around her bare waist and pulled her closer. “So were you!” she beamed as she stared at their reflection in the mirror.

“Any chance for an encore before work?” Fred begged as his eyes glowed with lust.

“Tempting but I need to get ready!” smiled Katie.

“Just a blowjob?” he suggested as he reached down and started to undo his belt, “Please?”

“Don’t you have a meeting this morning?” Katie laughed as she spun towards him as she rose on her tiptoes and kissed his chin, “I promise tonight if we have time. I have to get ready for dance and yoga class.”

The loving husband was in awe of her hard body, however the excuse of “if we have time” began when Phil moved into their basement. Fred couldn’t help but wonder if she would be more receptive if he wasn’t in the house currently. He moved his hand to his crotch and rubbed his prick over the top hoping to tease his wife into providing her mouth.

Katie watched his hand on his cock and her mouth salivated but also knew Phil was downstairs. She stared into the eyes of her loving husband, “You want me to do well on the show, don’t you?”

“Of course I do,” Fred stammered as he felt his cock strain in his pants, “But...”

“But ... you should probably get to your meeting,” Katie replied as she looked back into the mirror at her hard body. Studying her beautiful face, the sexy naked woman started to apply a thin layer of lipstick.

Fred shook his head as he opened the bathroom door, “Shut a tease!” He gave her a wink as he walked out.

It had been weeks since her old neighbor had moved in with them. She had done things for him that she never thought she would do. The sexy mother felt her stomach heave as she remembered the old man drowning her face in his thick seed and how he had instructed her to not wash herself, which she had inexplicably done without question.

She had a simple choice of appeasing him or losing everything including her loving husband. She couldn’t believe what she had gotten herself into by using Norman to view her video. If her husband lost his career she would never forgive herself. He had always been career focused even while in college. She could say the same about herself until her obsession with cock and cum took control.

Katie grimaced at how the ugly neighbor smiled knowingly at the kitchen table the next morning when she had told Fred that her appearance had to do with an allergic reaction to a new facial cream she had tried. Thankfully, her husband hadn’t paid much attention to the thick-crusted white layers on her cheeks and forehead. Sitting next to her unsuspecting spouse while her face was still covered with the old neighbor’s sperm had made her feel incredibly slutty. In the past few weeks, Phil’s raspy voice constantly kept echoing in Katie’s ears as he yelled at a video game or demanded some form of sex from her. Though it was wrong and she was ashamed, the sexy wife knew deep down that she would succumb to outrageous demands to protect herself and her family.

Taking a deep breath, the naked wife walked out into the bedroom and pulled on her thong and grabbed her black yoga pants. She paused as she stared at the stain in the crotch that Phil had left after he had shot a huge load of spunk up her ass weeks ago. Katie had felt his cum seeping out of her during the entire class and by the time she was home, her crotch was a mess with a mix of her own juices and the old neighbor’s semen.

Though she had washed the pants several times, the stains of their combined influences somehow seemed non-erasable, a constant remembrance of her adultery. She quickly turned and pushed them to the bottom of the clothes hamper. She opened her dresser and grabbed a different pair and pulled them up her perfect legs.

Katie slipped on her black sports bra as she sat on the edge of the bed, putting on her ankle socks and tennis shoes before slowly walking down the stairs. The kitchen was quiet and she prayed that Phil hadn’t woken up yet.

A deep cough behind her snapped her out of her reverie. She turned her head as Phil’s flabby, hunched figure appeared in the doorway, “Morning Freckles!” the old neighbor grinned.

The ugly man was wearing baggy shorts along with an ill-fitting button down shirt that was wrinkled and looked to be from the late 1980’s. It did nothing to hide his obese, out-of-shape body. He wore his slip-on sandals, his yellowish toenails sticking out grotesquely. Clearing his throat, he scratched his crotch as his puffy eyes took in the sight of the gorgeous beauty queen in her tight pants, looking immaculate as ever.

Katie rolled her eyes as she saw him rubbing his genitals over his stained shorts.

“Coffee?” she asked as she quickly turned back to the counter, trying to appear nonchalant and get out of the house as quickly as she could.

“No thanks,” he said coughing as he walked towards the front door and locked it.

The hot wife glared at him, an incredulous expression on her beautiful freckled face, “What are you doing? I’m leaving!”

“No you’re not!” he said quickly with a smirk on his flabby face.

Katie’s mouth opened but no words escaped.

Phil squinted his eyes behind his glasses. “Sounds like you had fun last night.”

The hot mother folded her arms across her chest. She felt that she had put up with the old man long enough, “I don’t know what you are talking about,” she huffed, feeling her face grow red.

Phil’s eyes wandered all over her spectacular body, “I was right outside your bedroom door!”

Katie ignored him as walked towards the front door but he blocked it with his large body. She stepped left and then right and couldn’t get past the large old man. She finally stopped and stared at his fat face, “I can have sex with my husband!”

Phil couldn’t help but laugh. “Sure,” he smiled, “But did you think of me?”

Katie was taken aback by what he had just said as she lowered her gaze, “God no!”

“Why don’t you enjoy it with me like you did with him?” the old man grumbled as he reached for her waist but she stepped back, “I want what you give him.”

Katie hesitated. “Wha ... What?” she said softly, squirming slightly in front of him.

Phil raised his eyebrows as a change came over his expression. He leaned in closer to the beautiful woman, “It sounded so good hearing you moan,” he whispered as a yellow toothed grin erupting on his face, “Begging him to fuck you harder. Fuck I got rock hard just listening to you guys!”

“He’s my husband!” Katie shook her head in disbelief that she was having this conversation.

“You sounded like a slut!” Phil growled menacingly as he took another step towards her, “I want you to act like that with me!”

Mrs. Jackson continued to stare at the obese man. The old, disgusting neighbor controlled her and she had only one other alternative and it would destroy her family and her husband. A scowl came across her face, “Fuck you Phil.”

“I’m so done with your shit,” Phil groaned as he pointed his pudgy finger towards her face, “You’re gonna act like you enjoy it! Hell most of your life is you acting! This whole America’s Sweetheart bullshit was all a lie because I know you are nothing but a slut!”

Katie folded her arms across her chest, “Now?” She rolled her eyes in his direction.

“Yes now!” he pointed his pudgy finger towards her, “I’m tired of your bullshit attitude!”

“What do you want me to do Phil? It’s not like I want you here!” Katie screamed.

“Fuck you! I’m done with your stupid shit. I’d rather see you lose everything! I think that would be more enjoyable than getting my nut off!” he responded in the same tone.

“Goddamnit Phil,” Katie groaned, “Tell me what you want me to do!”

He straightened, “I want you to act like you enjoy it! I want you to be my fucking girlfriend!”

“Seriously?” Katie shook her head, “Aren’t I doing enough for you?”

“I’m sure you heard of the full girlfriend experience,” Phil quipped, “That’s what I want! If you don’t want to do it then I’ll sell your fucking video and buy a year’s worth of whores who will do exactly what I want!” He coughed loudly, “Plus the added bonus of you getting what you deserve!”

She had read about escorts and their services. She knew exactly what it meant. Katie sighed, “What do I need to do to get you out of my fucking house?”

Phil shrugged, “Being my girlfriend would be a good start. My paid whores were excellent at being my girlfriend!”

Katie squinted her eyes, “What?”

“My whore! Remember that night we had together?” Phil grinned ear to ear. “I need another girlfriend like her!”

Mrs. Jackson rolled her eyes. Of course she remembered what Phil made her do and remembered the buxom prostitute, “I’m not your girlfriend!” Katie raised her voice.

“I don’t care what you think you are but you need to act like it!” Phil grinned exposing his yellowish teeth, “Stop being a fucking stuck up bitch and enjoy it!”

Katie sighed loudly as she shook her head in disbelief. She knew it was inevitable and she just needed to get it over with. She clenched her jaw but slowly she took a step towards the obese man as her knees shook. She looked into Phil’s bloodshot blue eyes, her arms wrapped around his sweaty neck as she rubbed her body enticingly into his without saying a word.

The sexy beauty pursed her lips as she leaned in and locked them onto the old man’s mouth. Moaning softly, she moved her head sideways as her tongue plunged inside his mouth. The taste of cigarettes and foul spit was overwhelming yet she continued to kiss him deeply.

Phil was taken by surprise by his hot neighbor’s sudden aggressiveness but loved his control over her. Her perfume attacked his senses. His fat arms clumsily circled her hard body, his pudgy hands cupping the cheeks of her ass. Katie grinded her crotch into the hardness of his growing cock while his hands kept roughly kneading her sexy behind. The hot wife opened her mouth even more, feeling Phil’s obvious bulge between them as her long painted fingernails scratched at his face and neck.

After a minute or so, the old man suddenly broke the wet kiss and eased out of her grasp. “That’s much better!” he said, grinning as he pried himself loose and stepped away from the stunning wife.

Katie’s cheeks were flushed with anger, her hazel eyes glowed with hate, “Just tell me what you want me to do,” she softly whispered.

The short, ugly man stepped closer to the trembling wife with a devilish grin on his face. “I want you to say it, Freckles!” he grunted, “Tell me exactly what a girlfriend would want!”

Katie looked down at the fat neighbor’s crotch, the outline of his mammoth prick now clearly visible as it came halfway down his thigh. Slowly, she looked up at his face as their eyes locked. The hot mother bit her bottom lip. The tension was nearly unbearable. “I want you to fuck me,” she finally whispered.

Phil grinned at the hard bodied wife. “Louder!” he growled.

“I want you to fuck me,” Katie repeated, her eyes wandering to the old man’s groin again, “I want your cock! Is that what you want me to say?”

“Say it again,” Phil muttered.

“I want it,” Katie cleared her voice as she stepped forward again and reached out for the prominent bulge in his shorts which seemed to twitch at her touch, “I want your cock”.

The old man grabbed ahold of the beauty queen’s soft hair and yanked her head back, causing Katie to involuntarily squeal.

“You’ll do anything I want?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll do anything you want,” the hot wife whispered as she closed her eyes in acceptance of her fate.

“Good!” the old man grinned as he let go of her, turned and walked back to the living room where he sat down on the sofa, “I want you to dance for me. Seduce me like you would on your stupid dancing show!”

Slowly, Katie followed him into the living room. The thought of performing a sultry dance for her disgusting neighbor nauseated her. The hot wife quickly walked over to the window and closed the blinds as the old man nestled himself in the family couch, stroking his crotch in anticipation. Katie went over to the sound system in the cabinet and dimmed the lights considerably. The seductive sound of Nora Jones’ voice filled the room as it rang from the speakers.

Katie Jackson stood in front of the disgusting houseguest. She was fully clothed yet for some reason she already felt naked. Her yoga pants clung to her shapely ass and legs perfectly, she was wearing her ankle socks and low cut tennis shoes. Her sports bra made her breasts look like two perfect firm apples. Her hair was down and her makeup was perfectly applied. Phil’s eyes followed the beautiful woman’s curves back up to her face, which was perfectly framed by sparkling diamond earrings. Her wedding ring glowed on her finger.

Exhaling, Katie stepped back and dropped her hands to her sides as she began to sway with the music. Her hands slowly crept up her body, along her shoulders and up her neck until her fingers reached into her hair. She closed her eyes and then turned slowly around, swaying her hips. With her back to Phil, she lowered her hands to her knees and squatted ever so slightly. The suggestive manner caused the old man’s eyes to widen. The sexy wife turned to face him again, still swaying slightly.

Katie stepped forward in front of the obese houseguest and swayed her small hips from side to side. The longer she danced in front of her fat neighbor the more turned on he became as he clutched his hard cock harder. She told herself repeatedly to do whatever he wanted to protect her family. She dropped her hands to her sides, she brought her fingers ever so slowly up over her sports bra.

“Is this what you wanted?” Katie whispered. Her fingers curled around the curves of her body. They lingered over her thighs and breasts and she began to groove to the music. The hot wife pouted her lips and threw her hair back.

The old man grinned at the sight of his neighbor’s wife. For years he had watched her from afar. He had always felt that she was a stuck-up wench that wouldn’t give him the time of day. Mopping the sweat from his ugly face, he watched in awe as the beautiful woman danced for his pleasure in front of him.

“Maybe you’ll do really well on the dancing show,’” he groaned, “if you move like this.” Phil gripped the bulge in his baggy shorts as she stared at the outline of the thick cock that awaited her.

The old man reached up and began to unbutton his shirt but raised an eyebrow in anticipation. He stared at her with a meaning in his eye and glanced back down at his clothing.

She swallowed hard and knew her cue as she dropped to her knees between his fat hairy legs, reached up and swatted his hands away, “I’ll do it.”

Dorman stopped but the shirt was already partially unbuttoned with his large hairy belly protruding out obscenely. He reached out to her but Katie swatted his hands down again. “Just sit back,” she shook her head and couldn’t believe what she was doing. The hot wife cupped her breasts in her hands and slowly lifted the sports bra above her perfect round orbs. She pushed herself forward against his large stomach.

“Do you want to touch me?” she quietly asked as she looked up into his eyes. Whatever it took to get him off she would do it.

Katie kneaded her breasts and rolled her erect nipples between her fingertips. Slowly she removed her hands as she stood up and straddled Phil’s lap, leaning forward and grabbing onto the back of the sofa. The sexy mother lowered herself so that her naked breasts hovered in front of Phil’s fat lips.

“Kiss them,” she mumbled.

Phil pursed his lips and gently kissed a breast. He brought his hands up and reached around Katie’s back, pulling her closer. He took her stiff nipple between his lips and sucked it into his mouth, opening wide to envelope as much of his neighbor’s areola as possible. The other breast was not neglected. The old man used his hand to cup and squeeze it harshly.

Katie sunk into his lap and curled her arms around his neck. She felt his thick cock as it throbbed between their groins. Their lips touched and their tongues lapped at each other. Phil ran the tips of his finger nails over her back beginning at her shoulders and then down to her hips.

“Be a girlfriend,” Phil mumbled, “Be a good girlfriend.”

Katie sighed as she buried her face in his neck, “I’m so horny,” she whispered in his ear, “I need your cock so bad”.

The hot mother sat up a bit and helped Phil push his shirt off his shoulders. She reached down for his belt, unbuckling it as she slid off the couch so her knees were on the floor. She reached for Phil’s shorts and pulled them towards her as he lifted his hips to help. The sexy wife slowly pulled them off, revealing his mammoth cock.

Phil’s massive prick was there just in front of her, hard and erect, bobbing just a bit with his beating heart. The old man reached down to pull Katie up but she resisted as her gaze stayed fixated on his throbbing member.

She stared into his eyes and moved her lips closer to his shaft, obviously trying to tease the old man. The hot mother slowly stuck out her tongue and gently ran it up the length of the mammoth prick, following the raised vein on the underside, twirling it up around the circumference of the glans before lingering on the tip. Without breaking eye contact with her neighbor, she enclosed her lips over the head, and slowly took his huge manhood into her mouth.

“Such a good little girlfriend slut,” Phil moaned.

The old man stared into the hot wife’s eyes as she pleasured him with her mouth. She returned the look, and they stared at each other as she twirled her tongue around his giant dick. As he watched her, Dorman thought about how much she reminded him of the actress in the TV series ‘Lost’ that he had loved to watch years ago.

Katie stroked him with her hand and matched the rhythm of her head as she bobbed up and down on him. Moaning and humming, she closed her eyes and sucked him into her mouth, enthusiastically working her lips and tongue on his tender organ. She gripped his fleshy shaft firmly and held her hand close to her mouth. Her fingers and palm became an extension of her soft, pouting lips.

Phil gazed down at the brown head of hair slowly bobbing up and down in his lap to the seductive rhythm of the music. He ran his pudgy fingers through the soft locks and closed his own eyes, savoring the sensation he was feeling.

The sexy wife pulled her head off his cock but continued to vigorously stroke the fat tool as she stared at her neighbor, her mouth half open. She had lost count of the many times she had sucked the fat man’s prick ... She salivated for his hardness. The way it filled her mouth. She breathed deep as her face was flushed. It wasn’t fair that he had a delicious cock.

The ugly man looked into the married mother’s sparkling hazel eyes and smiled at the fact that there was no inhibition left in them and she submitted to whatever he wanted. He knew that Fred’s wife was his for the taking as her submission was complete. He had her exactly where he wanted.

“Keep going slut girlfriend,” he huffed as he pulled her head back into his crotch. Obediently, Katie crammed the stiff prick back into her mouth and continued to noisily slurp on the tasty meat.

She peered up again and saw that Phil had leaned back and closed his eyes. Never in her life did she expect to be in this position. Never did she expect to find herself salivating for his cock. The hot wife watched his face go through different expressions of pleasure as she tried different techniques. She flicked her tongue at the very tip, nipping and licking the super sensitive opening. Cupping his cock head in her mouth, she ran her tongue slowly around the rim before nibbling her way down his shaft to where it met his thigh.

Katie reached up and slowly stroked him with her hand as she worked her lips around his fat, hairy balls, taking them into her mouth and gently swirling them around. She continued to watch the old man’s face as his lips quivered, his shoulders shuddered, his cheeks flushed, and he began to moan. She watched him smile again. Gently, she licked his hairy thigh and then worked her way back up his shaft.

The horny mother could see that Phil’s shaft was now dribbling silky pre-cum, the clear glistening bubble balancing on the head of his cock. She eagerly took him into her mouth and began to pleasure the old fatty with abandon. The sweet, salty flavor of her ugly neighbor’s sperm caused her mouth to water with hunger. The build-up of saliva created a slick lubricant that ran from a corner of her perfect lips down the shaft.

Katie adjusted her mouth, tongue, and lips to the bulging shape of Phil’s phallus. She clasped her hand around the shaft and stroked him into her mouth. “Mmmmmmmm” the hot wife hummed, her lips still hugging the old man’s engorged member. She could feel his organ throbbing against her gums, his hands resting on the back of her head.

“You are such a good cock-sucking slut” Phil groaned.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” Katie hummed. She raised her head, but continued gently stroking him with her hand. She couldn’t help herself as pussy was moistened. Katie, for the life of her, couldn’t fathom what was happening to her body.

She looked at him and whispered, “I know you like this,” as she leaned down and lathered his swollen ball sack with her tongue. The hot wife reached down, carefully lifting up the old man’s mammoth testicles as she slid her tongue down onto his taint.

Phil grinned widely and he scooted down the sofa so his ass hung off the edge. Katie’s mouth moved lower as her tongue stretched into his ass crack and licked and sucked. The smell and taste was just as she remembered it and she doubted that the old man had washed himself since their last encounter. Phil spread his legs widely as the hot wife continued to hold up his huge ball sack while she licked around his flabby ass.

“How does it taste?” Phil groaned in approval of the wife’s sweet tongue dancing around his asshole.

“Good,” Katie breathed as she reached up and moved her hair from her face, “So good.”

The hot wife lowered herself and tilted her head upwards as she licked and sucked at the old man’s rim. Phil’s breath came out in a hiss. His hips jerked automatically.

“Do you remember the first time I came over here?” he panted, his voice straining with arousal “Hell, you didn’t even want to give me a handjob. Now look at you!”

The hot mother did not reply as she slowly ran her tongue from the bottom of the old man’s crack over his tight sphincter and up to his ball sack before kissing the fat shaft again.

She lifted her head from under him as her tongue passed across her lips in hungry anticipation. Her fingertips smoothed a path down his cock, following the crooked lines of his blood engorged veins.

Katie swathed his bloated cockhead with her mouth, her tongue spreading saliva. “Mmmmm, did you like that, Phil?” she cooed softly...

Breathlessly, the fat neighbor grabbed a fistful of her thick, brown hair and shoved her mouth back to his hard aching cock.

“Not as much as you did, I think,” he grinned. “You like sucking my cock and eating my ass, don’t you?” the old man growled deeply.

She had to give him whatever he wanted to hear, “Yesssss,” the hot wife hissed before wantonly swallowing the bulk of his cock again. She could feel it throb in her tight gullet. She gulped on it, reveling in his pulsing hardness.

Phil’s hips lunged, stabbing his cock in and out of her throat. His balls churned their heavy load and his face tightened into a mask of passionate lust.