Seduced the neighbor’s son [Fm] [milf] [fuckin’]

Alyssa Weng was at peace. It had been a long, stressful day, but it was over now. She was alone in her apartment snuggling into her warm, cozy couch, drinking a bottle of Petite Sirah, quietly fingering herself. She was enjoying the warmth of the wine and masturbation as she flipped through clips of hot surfer dudes when her phone buzzed in her hand.

The message preview popped up, it was her neighbor. Alyssa and Suzanne were friendly enough, but at very different places in their life — Suzanne was only a few years older, but with two nearly adult children — and they only ever texted to coordinate neighbor things. Annoyed by the interruption, but too responsible to ignore the message, Alyssa clicked into it.

“Sorry my moron son locked himself out and I’m out of town. You have spare key?”

Just as Alyssa finished reading it, there was a knocking on her door.

Alyssa looked down at her outfit. Should she slip on something more decent? Even though she’d been too busy with work to date, she still liked sleeping in clothes that made her feel sexy, that emphasized her petite, athletic figure and still-perky tits. Tonight, that meant a low cut, tight, thin black tank top — but it was the wet spot in her panties that really made her pause. ‘Fuck it,’ she decided, ‘I look good. Let’s give him a little show.’

Smirking to herself, she yelled, “Coming!”

She swung the front door open, and standing there, looking incredibly embarrassed as he shivered in the cold, was her neighbor’s son. He clutched his phone in his hand, his other arm wrapped around his bare chest. In fact, Alyssa realized to her delight, he was naked but for tight black boxer briefs.

She laughed. “Underwear party,” she said. He was tall, lean, and muscular, but it was the handsome bulge in his shorts that really sent her mind reeling. She flashed back to the guys she’d been touching herself to, and thanked whatever gods were listening that one of those just showed up at her door.

“Wh-what?” he said nervously.

“Come in,” she said, parting her lips as she stepped aside, “Brad, right?”

“Err, yeah.” His gaze flickered down her body, his eyes going wide.

Alyssa smiled and arched her back. “Your mom texted me. How’d you get locked out, anyway?”

“Umm, I was, err…” he started, “Just, like, wanted to enjoy the night air, or whatever.”

She took his hand in hers, and he looked down at it stunned. But he let her guide him to the couch, where she sat him down. “The night air, huh,” Alyssa said, smirking, taking the seat next to him, “So that’s what that smell is.” She leaned against him, placing her hand on his knee. He gave her a nervous look as she dragged her fingers up his leg, the bulge in his briefs growing, the fabric stretching around what looked to be a nice, thick cock. She continued, “Let me go get that key for you.”

On the way to her kitchen, Alyssa walked with her hips swinging. Bending over at the waist, ass high, she dug through her junk drawer, then slipped her neighbor’s spare key around her neck, letting it hang between her breasts. Walking back to the couch, Alyssa winked, “Found it!”

Brad’s eyes went even wider. “Uh…”

She sat back down, her body turned towards him, head propped on her hand, her pose accentuating her curves. She swirled her fingers on Brad’s thigh, and he shuddered, his hands at his sides, stiff and awkward.

“Look,” he said, “Please don’t tell my mom. About the weed, I mean. She doesn’t… you know…” He gasped.

Alyssa had moved her hand to his chest and was tracing the lines of his muscles. Her long pink fingernails slid over his broad shoulders, his chest, his abs. Her hand teased his waist line, the bulge in his briefs growing.

“What’re you…” he said, trailing off again. His eyes flicked down to her chest.

“Oh, Brad,” Alyssa said, voice silky smooth, “I won’t tell on you.” She moved her hand back to his thigh, sliding it between his legs. He sucked in his breath and she smirked. “As long as you help me out with a little problem I’m having.”

“Problem…?” he whimpered, trailing off again as she dragged her fingers up to his briefs, her fingernails traced a loose circle on the slick material, sliding around the swell of his balls. “What kind of problem?” he whispered.

She gave his balls a gentle squeeze. He gasped. “Oh come on, Brad,” Alyssa teased, “You seem like a smart boy. What do you think a woman like me needs from a healthy young man like yourself?” She gave him an innocent look.

“Uh…” He looked shocked, but hadn’t pushed back at all.

Alyssa smiled as she slid her fingers up the shaft of his cock, tracing it through his black briefs, feeling it grow stiffer and thicker with each passing moment. She looked down, saw the outline of his massive erection straining against the fabric. She flicked her fingers across the swell of his cock’s head, and as his breaths came quicker, a wet spot formed at the tip.

“You know what I was doing, Brad, before you interrupted?”

He shook his head.

“I was sitting here, in this exact spot, thinking about riding a fat cock, about how good it would feel inside me, shoved up in my pussy, splitting me open.” She stroked his bulge, the tent in his briefs growing higher and higher. “Do you like older women, Brad?”

He nodded.

Alyssa slid around him, straddling him, resting her ass on his lap. She arched her back, pushing her tits in his face. Her tight tank top barely covered her nipples, and the material was thin enough that they prominently poked through. Brad stared.

Alyssa reached for the fly of his briefs, her hand finding its way through the double-folded material, finally making skin-on-skin contact with his dick. She flicked her eyebrows in delight as he gasped. She pulled his large erection through the fly, freeing it, and looked down at it in awe.

“Fuck, Brad,” she said, pushing his thick shaft back and forth, seeing how stiffly it sprung back straight up. “You are one healthy young man.” She pulled his balls through and gently petted them. Then she pulled his cock against her taut belly, his veiny skin pale against her olive complexion, and eyes went wide in amazement.

“You’re going to be so fucking deep inside me,” she said, seeing his shaft tower past her navel, “I am one lucky girl.”

Alyssa slid a hand down her panties, fingering her pussy, moaning in pleasure, getting herself ready. She opened her eyes, saw Brad staring. A bead of fluid had built up at the tip of his swollen dick, and she dabbed her finger in it. She brought it to her mouth, the fluid stringing out, and licked her finger clean.

Brad’s jaw dropped, and she grinned. It was time. “You naughty boy,” she said.

She pushed herself up, pulling her panties to the side, holding her pussy in position over his erection, savoring the moment, the anticipation, watching as her juices dripped down onto his shaft.

He looked at her with such need. They stared into each other’s eyes as Alyssa lowered herself onto his erection. She could feel the heat of his swollen head pushing against her wet pussy. Then she guided him in, feeling his considerable girth shove its way inside her. Alyssa’s eyes rolled back in her head, groaning in pleasure as his dick spread open her tight pussy lips, rubbing against her clit as it penetrated her.

“So tight…” he muttered.

He lay motionless, obviously enjoying being used as his neighbor’s personal fuck toy. Alyssa moaned, entire body going flush, forming a sheen of sweat at her hips thrust on their own tempo, expertly extracting pleasure from the young man’s massive cock.

“You should get yourself locked out more often,” she moaned, sliding up and down his cock, “I can’t believe how fucking deep your dick is.”

Brad tentatively reached out to touch her breasts. She nodded in encouragement, and he grabbed them, palming them, squeezing them. He was fumbling and nervous, but seemed to find groping her heavenly.

She watched him, saw him panting, groaning, his cheeks flush as she bounced on his dick, and was delighted she had such a young man yearning for her sex, the conquest adding to her heat. Her nipples were sensitive, and as he tweaked them, she moaned appreciatively, and then gasped as she was swept into an arresting wave of ecstasy from between her legs. “Oh, fuck me…” she muttered.

She groaned again, the pleasure overwhelming her, her body moving on its own, pumping away at Brad’s erection, her pussy sliding down his shaft more and more frantically, taking his entire length up into her, feeling the intense bliss of his deep penetration.

She knew she was near climax, knew she’d be lost in orgasm soon. The pleasure was too incredible, her pussy too desperate for release. Her groan became a wail, and Brad watched wide-eyed as Alyssa threw her head back, her back arching fully, her hips gyrating, extracting pleasure from his cock. Jets of ecstasy shot through her body, overpowering her senses, bringing her to the heights of pure pleasure. All she knew was his cock, rock hard, drilling into her.

Eventually she came back down and peeled herself off Brad’s dick. He whimpered, gave her a desperate, begging look. “Please…” he said.

Black hair clinging to her face, she gave him a teasing smile and wrapped her hand around the base of his glistening, swollen shaft, swinging it side to side. The engorged purple head looked ready to burst.

“You think I’d be that cruel?” Alyssa said, idly stroking his shaft.

“I need it…” he moaned, “I’m so close.”

“Are you going to let me ride your fat cock again tomorrow?”

“What?” he said, “Yes, yes, please…”

“I’m going to give you a key to my place, Brad,” she said, gently teasing his dick, “I want you to come over here. Don’t tell me you’re coming. Just show up, unannounced, hold me down, and have your way with me. Fuck me hard till you’re done. Fuck me in any hole you want, cum wherever you want. You understand? You think you can do that?”

“Yes,” he said, looking at her with wide eyes.

“That’s a good boy,” she said. She gripped his cock tight, her other hand massaging his balls, and pumped away fiercely.

His eyes rolled back in his head and he groaned. Alyssa gripped him harder, running her thumb up the thick vein under his cock, rubbing his glans, watching as his head took on a dark purple hue.

She gave him a pleading look as she saw his balls flex. “Cum for me,” she said.

She squeezed his balls, encouraging them, and aimed his cock at his own chest. As he tensed in orgasm, she directed his thick ropes of cum onto his belly, stroking him until he was spent, his balls drained.

He looked at her in awe as she ran her fingers through the pool of spunk. “Don’t forget our agreement, Brad,” she said.

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And he didn’t, Alyssa considered the next day, her arms pinned above her head, back against the refrigerator, Brad’s cock shoving its way down her throat. She grinned with delight, or at least tried to, what with her lips stretched wide around his shaft. He sprayed a thick load of cum in her mouth, the sticky spunk dripping down her chin and onto her skintight workout clothes.

He released her, pulling his dick free, and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “I thought you’d go for my ass,” she said.

His dick twitched. “Maybe tomorrow,” he muttered.

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