My neighbor lady - part 1

I really don't know why I am writing this... I just have some odd need to write this on the paper and share it with the world... Will I feel better after that??? That’s a very good question.

But let’s start. My name is Peter and I live in nice suburb of one big city. I live in cozy flat inside one small house-like building with my lovely wife… At the first glance, I am totally normal and happy guy. I could describe myself as being very successful, witty, intelligent and also many people noticed that I have a great sense for humor. Psychically I am not the biggest guy, standing at 5’10’’ and having a slim 155 pounds body (I run regularly) but girls always seemed to think I’m “cute”.

And my wife is a real flower. She is very pretty and has a great body as she goes to pilates workouts regularly. She is also very intelligent and caring and is just smaller than me (she is 5’8’’ and 140). We are both in our forties (me 45, wife 44), successful, happy and you could say that we are close to the ideal couple…

Last year our only son went to college and in the same time I stopped with my business travels which were regular at my previous work position. And my wife traveled just as often to other cities because of her work as before… So, everything was perfect but sometimes I felt a little bored with the routine in which my life seemed to fell.

One day our first neighbors moved away and soon we got a new neighbor in the building. She was newly divorced women in her early forties and first you could notice that this woman was BIG. She was 6’1’’ and it seemed she weighed around 215-220 lbs. With her clothes on she looked like simple big woman so at first I assumed she carried a lot of fat on her, but boy as I was wrong about that…

Her name was Maria and soon she became good friend with my wife… As she was lonesome she started coming to our house to chat and drink coffee with my wife. She had a very hard time behind her as she had very bad marriage with her ex (and I saw her ex few times when he came to bring some things; he was very big guy, bigger even that her wife). It seemed she lost faith in man in general and that her ex broke a lot of her self esteem….

I also found out some other things about Maria… She was national level shot-putter and she still loved to work out. She even asked us if we would mind if she does some workouts in common garden (of course we didn’t).

I looked at her from behind and now in tighter clothes I could clearly see that she isn’t just some fat lady. Instead she has the constitution of female athlete, rather big one. Immense shoulders, back that has a V-shape, smaller waist, very big butt and huge thighs. You could see clearly that this big woman is very, very strong.

Even from my high school I often fantasized about being with a bigger, stronger woman… With my lovely life and my perfect marriage I seemed to let those fantasies aside for a long time but now I have to admit this woman bugged me a little…

Soon we organized a barbecue in the garden with our friends and my wife invited Maria to join us… It was a very nice, sunny day and Maria revealed a little more of her amazing body than she usually did. At the barbecue was great atmosphere and somehow I found myself alone chatting with Maria… We were making jokes and laughing so hard. She was just so easy to talk to and was so intelligent that she could laugh so loud to my profound jokes ;). I complimented her charm and looks and she seemed very flattered about it. At the ending of the barbecue she told me - “Peter, you are such a great guy, your wife is one very lucky person”, and she smiled at me… I was also flattered with the compliment.

During next day it seemed that I couldn’t throw Maria out of my head. I caught myself several time glancing at her as she was doing her exercises in the garden. And in few days my wife flew to her business trip. I was laying on the couch after the work when I heard the bell ring…

“I backed some cookies so if you want we can eat them together with a coffee” – Maria was smiling at my threshold. As I didn’t have any better idea to spend that afternoon I let her in and soon I was making two cups of coffee. We were again laughing very hard and had a great conversation. She told me a lot about her life and her sporting achievements. Also, she mentioned that she still can bench press more than 220 lbs. “Vauu” – I honestly complimented telling her that I think that’s awesome for the any woman, especially in her age. You could see she was very proud about my comment.

She left, and later (it was already evening now) I found myself once again on the couch, dully watching the TV and once again I hear the bell rings. And of course it was Maria again – “Peter, I feel a little bored. Do you maybe want that we watch film together?”. “Why not” – I responded quickly so she came back to her apartment to bring movie… Together with the movie she brought a lot of snacks and couple of bottles of fancy wine. “Film is more fun with the right props” – she said and winked at me…

So we were sitting on the couch, drinking wine and watching the film, some romantic comedy. We both made loud comments during the movie and seemed to laugh more to each others comments than to the movie. We really had so much fun together and seemed to have similar sense for humor…

And vauuu she really drank wine like hell, much faster than me… But the wine seemed to make us even more relaxed so as the film finished we started to talk more about some intimate things. She was telling me a lot about her last marriage and some of her frustrations with the different guys in the past… She also had some frustrations in the past about her size… I tried to comfort her telling her that she is so fun and beautiful and that I think she has a great body. I know that maybe I was naive but really I thought that she is only a lonesome woman who needs a shoulder to cry on… I never really thought about cheating my wife with this woman…

She felt so much better after my compliments and she asked me about some of my experiences… She soon asked me pretty straight forward - “Did you ever fantasized about being with a bigger, stronger woman?”. I stopped for a second and then foolishly and honestly answered - “Yes, I did”.

She was looking at me directly without the word, with a flame in her eyes… Just like wolf looks at the little sheep. She than slowly pulled me to her and hugged me so that my head was resting on her shoulder. In that moment, my alarm turned on.

“I think it’s time to go, I am tired and will go to sleep” – She pulled her head back and laughed a little at me. Then she took the remote and turned on the TV and set the volume to the max. Again she looked at me, and hugged me with her strong hands…

“Maria, please, I don’t want…” – “Shhhhhhh” – She interrupted me and than she started really to “hug” me with her hands… I will never forget the very first moment when I discovered how really this woman is powerful. She squeezed me with just her hands and I was loosing breath and feeling that my ribs are going to explode. In no time I began letting out some strange sounds and crying out for mercy… She let me down and I just fell limply on the couch.

She gently sat on me and was just looking… Than she clamped my head with just one hand and started to kiss me with her tongue, slowly but firmly. My palm explored her bicep which had my head in a vice… Oh my god, her bicep was soooo big and rock hard. I really didn’t expect that as her body wasn’t cut like a bodybuilder’s but I couldn’t even make some dent into her big and solid bicep.

She started working with her tongue more and more… I felt like being ravished by this modern amazon so my male ego started to revolt. I began struggling more and more… Of course it was no use but she stopped for a moment, threw her head back and glanced at me. Then she took my arms with her arms and spread it above my head and started ramming her 220 pound body into mine. I felt like being squashed under this buxom lady and soon I started begging for mercy again…

She stopped and got off me… She was standing and looking at me intensely. Then she slowly began to strip. First her sweatshirt and bra… Oh my god, now this woman looked two times bigger than before to me… She was so just so solid and strong looking, without any ounce of loosened fat on her body. She had normal sized boobs (3 + I suppose but on her big body they looked smaller) but they stood so proud. Even her stomach seemed to be hard. She turned away from me and showed me her naked immense back and shoulders. She looked so solid and than she did a double biceps pose like a bodybuilder. You could see muscle definition on her back and arms come to life and than I could really see why she is so rock hard… Than she proceeded to pull her trousers down and than came the largest and most solid thighs that I have seen in my life… I was just starring at them, and I felt that my manhood was rock hard from her show.

“You see my little man, I could end your life with this legs, or my hands if I would want that… No use struggling…” – Maria said. I was standing there in awe watching this strong amazon and not knowing what to do… She than took me by the legs, lifted me effortlessly from the couch and made a circle with me in the air before letting me fall on the floor. Than she started with removing my clothes and once again instinctively I began to struggle. This time she didn’t seem to care and just proceeded to strip me without commenting my feeble struggling. When I was completely naked she glanced at my manhood and let out pleased sigh - “You really love me” – and then she winked at me. After that she turned and “hugged” my head with her hands as she put her legs around my body…

“I said to you that it is no use struggling! Why are you not listening to me?” - that was rhetorical question as immediately she started squeezing my ribs with her leg. And she was slowly increasing pressure while I was crying and begging for mercy…

“My little boy… Are you aware that I am not using even the half of my power??? Are you aware I could crack your ribs so you cannot struggle any more and be still???” I mustered all my strength just to look at her eyes and hardly whisper - “Maria…Please… ”. She let me go to fall on the ground and regain a little bit of my breathing. Somehow, after all of this torture my manhood was still rock hard…

Of course, Maria noticed that and was very pleased about it… She started caressing my manhood with her hands and after with her mouth and she started telling how fantastic it is… She was horny as hell and than, while still caressing my cock, she put her legs (in reverse) on either side of my head so that her big buttocks and pussy were just in front of my head. “Lick” – ordered and as I hesitated a little she put her big, hard and heavy butt on my face so I had to lick for my life… Even if I had the trouble breathing I could hear her moans from the distance.

Suddenly she just turned towards me and quickly put my manhood into her pussy with a one swift move. She lowered herself, took my head into her hand and brought it to her tit. I had to suck on her tit, while she muscle-fucked me so, so hard… My cock constantly felt like it was in a vice, but liked it nevertheless. But my head was filed with humiliation and anger. This woman was just RAPING me and I couldn’t do a thing about it… One more glance at her hands and legs and I knew that there is no point of struggling. My eyes filled with tears… Maria didn’t seem to care and proceeded to fuck me for my life… She was fucking me so hard up and down that we every time she went down with her body my stomach hurt from the impact.

Finally she finished and with pleasurable moans collapsed on me… I still had the tears in my eyes… As her breathing become regular she was looking at me, at my crying face… She looked very serious now… Suddenly she took my head and put it in between her thighs… “Good night” – was the last thing that I remember she said…

Later I woke on the floor, totally spent and felt like I was hit by the bus. Every bone in my body ached a little. Once again, tears come into my eyes… How can I live with this what just happened??? How can I live with this humiliation? How I will tell my wife??? Will I tell my life??? What can I do???

I couldn’t sleep whole night. In the morning I found the message in front of my door…

“Peter I am so, so, so, so, sorry… I don’t know what to say, I just feel so ashamed of me and what I did… I don’t know what to do or what to tell you to feel better… I was a little drunk, but that was no excuse, I did a horrible thing. Please, I hope that we can maybe talk sometime and that you will sometime find some strength to forgive me. Maria”.

I was reading this message and was so confused about my feelings…

To be continued…

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I hope you will like the story...

This is an excellent story. I particularly like the way you delineate Peter's character through the way he expresses himself. In the passive voice, betraying his innocence and weakness.
Also, you leave the story where it could go in any number of directions.
A job well done. You really should continue
pepys

Great story. I liked the way the story built up and unfolded. The characterisation of Maria was excellent & I enjoyed she totally dominated Peter. Well done!

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