Fulfilling [M]y MILF Neighbours [F]ilthy Fantasies

Tonight I want to tell you all about Scarlett.
Scarlett was a neighbour I had when I was about 23 and had just started working as a personal trainer. I was living in a shared flat, as I had been ever since starting uni, only this time I was lucky enough to have flatmates who were basically never in. One was always away for work and the other would always stay at his girlfriends. This meant that I essentially lived alone for a third of the rent. Scarlett lived in the flat across the hall.

Somehow we’d managed to go the first few months of my tenancy without ever meeting. The first time we met is when a delivery guy left a parcel of hers at my place for her to collect.
I took it, bunged it on a table in hall and forgot all about it until later that evening when I heard a knock on the door. I’d had a day off and had just been lounging around topless all day so, on auto pilot, I just got up and went to answer the door.

I don’t know what I was expecting my neighbours to look like…but it certainly wasn’t like her. She was about average height with long, light brown brown wavy hair and a slight olive skin tone. Taking in more of her I realised she had my absolute ideal figure. Slim without being non existent with an average to small, perky chest and a thick, full rear.
Her face was that perfect mixture of sexy and cute, soft featured, youthful with a slight angular edge. I would have never guessed she was about a decade older than me from her appearance.
Her lips were full and her eyes were large and deeply expressive. Looking into them I could immediately see the spark of a connection as our our gaze met.

I was standing in the doorway, the door only open wide enough for me to poke my head out and I’d quickly realised I was struck dumb. It wouldn’t be surprised if it was very apparent how in awe I was at the sight of her.
“Hey, I think you’ve got something for me? I’m number 9?” she said as smiled up at me with a look of expectation
“Yes I do, hold on” I said focusing back on the present and giving her a smile back. I grabbed the package off the table, and feeling embolstered, I decided to reveal the sight of my toned upper body by swinging the door open slightly further when I returned to it to hand her the package.
“Nice to meet you by the way. I’m Matt”
I said catching her eyes dart over my body before she looked back up at me and replied
“Oh you too! I’m Scarlett”
We both smiled again, neither talking, neither moving. The pause creating a tension that grew heavier with each passing moment. The few seconds of silence seemingly lasting an age as we both stared into each others eyes before hers darted back to my body and she said
“Well I’ll let you get on with..whatever you’re doing”
letting out a charming little giggle and started walking back to her flat.
I watched her walk for a second, taking the chance to admire the phenomenal curvature of her round ass before I closed the door and went back to my room.

For the rest of the evening I think my mind was half focused on what I was doing, half focused on the idea of meeting Scarlett again, finding out more about her, thinking about the way she looked, about our immediate sexual chemistry, about how and whether to approach her.
As I settled down for bed, having calmed down a bit, I decided to wait and see If I bump into her again before doing anything rash. Have a bit more of a chat, find out a bit more about her situation.

And luckily for me, after about four months of not even seeing each other once, after that day we started bumping into each other about twice a week, as always seems to be the way.
Usually it was just one of us catching the other leaving the apartment as we were getting back, or as they were putting the bins out, or we just happened to be arriving back at the same time, but from those chance meetings and the ensuing conversations we’d have I found out she was 32, she had a boyfriend (though that situation seemed to be quite up in the air), she lived alone and that she was pursuing her dream career as a writer.

After finding out about the boyfriend, though, Id basically written the whole thing off as a no go. Whilst I will admit I’m not a shining beacon of moral fibre when it comes to sleeping with people who are seeing someone else. I, at the very least, don’t initiate. So for the next couple of months we’d happen to bump into each other, we’d have a bit of a chat, have a slight flirt but that was the extent of our relationship I thought.

That was, until the night she asked me to house sit for her.
It was early afternoon and I hadn’t had much planned for the day (don’t judge me, I do do stuff I just appreciate a day off every once in a while too) and suddenly I heard a knock on the door.
I opened it up to see Scarlett smiling up at me looking slightly frantic
“Hi Matt, thank God you’re in, listen I need you to do me a massive favour”
she said quite quickly
“Sure, everything alright?”
I replied
“Yeah it’s fine I just need to get to a meeting with my agent but some boiler repair men are coming round sometime today they don’t know when and they need someone there to let them in. If I leave my keys with you can you just be in my flat for me until I come back? I would ask someone else but I need to go soon and no one nearby is free”
Considering I hadn’t had much planned for today other than catching up on a bit of online learning for work I said
“Yeah of course no worries, let me just grab my laptop and charger”
“Thanks you’re amazing”
she said beaming at me and gives me a tight hug. She pressed up tight against me and I hold her for a second before she broke off and said
“Have anything to eat or drink that you want whilst you’re there. Honestly I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it”

So I grabbed laptop, charger and a couple other things and headed back outside and into her place. She handed me the keys, showed me which is for which lock, we quickly exchanged numbers in case there was anything I needed and then she gave me another quick hug before heading out.

Then I was left alone in her flat.
For a second I thought “she must be awfully trusting” before I realised if anything went missing or if anything happened she’d know exactly who’d have done it. The only thing I could do is something like sniff her panties, although luckily for her I’m not that weird.
Though the fact the thought popped into my head made me question if I in fact was.
I looked around her apartment a bit, it was basically exactly the same layout as mine mirrored but hers was far better decorated.
I quickly checked the different rooms. Bedroom, nicely decorated with fresh white bedding and a minimal style that was mirrored throughout with a big, full mirrored, built in closet at the other end. Small study with plants and a wooden desk with a Mac PC and general stationary. Smaller guest room that seemed a bit basic and mainly used for storage and then the open plan kitchen/diner/living room which was nice and modern with tall bookshelves full of very impressive novels I would probably honestly never get round to reading.
I sat myself down on the living room sofa and started work on the long, tedious online course.

A couple of hours passed and the boiler man came. I let him in, he asked me if I knew where the boiler was and I assumed correctly it would be the same as in my flat opposite. He went about his work for about 40 minutes, said he was done and left.

Another hour or so passes and it’s nearing 5pm. Realising I had no idea when Scarlett was going to be back I texted her saying
“Hey it’s Matt, boiler man has been and gone and situation seems to have been fixed. Was just wondering when you were going to make it back? x”
After a little while I received a message back saying
“Hey Matt thanks for letting me know! I’m afraid I’ve been caught up in some bigger meeting with publishers which is really exciting but I’m definitely under dressed hahaha. Reckon you can sit tight for a little longer? I can make it up to you with dinner? xxx”
I noted the three kisses and responded
“Better be quite the meal ;P Sure no worries, take as long as you need xx”

Getting myself ready for the long haul I decided to finish off my work for the day by printing off some things, thinking Scarlett would have no issue with me using her printer as I don’t have one, and then watch a bit of TV in my own flat and fill them out.

Entering the study I walk over to the printer and start examining it to figure out whether its wireless or not.
As I’m by the desk I notice that the Computer is in fact still on but the screen has just gone to sleep.
Then, in that brief moment where I’m debating whether I have the capability to invade somebodies privacy, the computer makes a dinging noise and the screen comes to life. Notifications start to appear on the side bar and I close them almost as a jerk reflex.

When I focus on what I see infront of me however, I cannot believe my eyes. I knew Scarlett was a writer, but I didn’t know what it was exactly she wrote.
The open tab on her screen is a word document with the title
“Seduced, Corrupted and Trained by my Younger Dominant Neighbour”

My heart starts to pound adrenaline fast through my body.
‘This can’t just be a coincidence. This has got to be inspired by me right?’ I think to myself.
‘And if it’s inspired by me, I have a right to read it’ I rationalise, although half the blood that was fuelling my thoughts had already started pumping to my crotch.

I started skimming over the document and it was quite clearly about us, it described the male character as a personal trainer and even described him to look basically exactly the same as I do with some slight embellishments.
As I go further and further down the documents suddenly my eyes start to pick out certain words and phrases.
“he presses me to the wall lifting my arms over head”
“I feel the caress of his firm strong hand against my inner thigh”
“He growls in my ear “you’re mine”
I’m hard now, just from catching these small passages and the images they create as I continue to scroll deeper and deeper through.

It becomes clear that what’s being described is gradual decent into more and more of a Dom/sub dynamic. In later passages we start playing with toys and restraints. The sex becoming more rough and primal until she’s describing how I make her suck on a metal plug before gently teasing it into her ass.
At this passage I’ve taken my cock out and I’m stroking it fast, picturing her ass, imagining spreading her cheeks and revealing her asshole, the sight of it gently easing over the metal plug as I press it slowly, surely inside, the sound of her moans of pleasure as the cool metal fills and stretches her, the sight of her back arching as she presses against me to take it deeper.
When I feel I am close I rush over to the bathroom and finish inside a tissue. Managing to maintain enough reason to not cum over her desk.
Despite that being the the hardest I’ve cum from pleasuring myself before my state of arousal is no where near satiated.
I’m unable to think of anything other than this goldmine I now have unrestricted access to, that being the uninhibited fantasies Scarlett has about me. I quickly check my phone to see if she’s messaged me anything about her return. She hadn’t.

Cleaning up I make my way back to the computer and start taking a more in depth look at what is written.

Reading through more carefully two things became clear to me. First, that this isn’t something she was intending on publishing ‘professionally’ as it seemed to be far too personally and informally written. Secondly that she, or at the very least her character, absolutely loved the idea of being corrupted into exploring every single taboo, every act of depravity her mind had ever wondered to. And I, or at least my character, seemed to be the conduit for this exploration. Gently but authoritatively testing her boundaries further and further.

At this point I had honestly no Idea what to think or do. Pure lust had been coursing through me ever since I set my eyes upon the title. Thoughts, ideas and possibilities sprang to my mind at rapid speed. Is this all just fantasy or does she want this? How would she react if I started behaving like this character that is so like me to begin with? Could this all have been set up intentionally? Why was her computer set to remain unlocked? Why did that document get left open? Why did she ask me instead to house sit instead of a neighbour she must have known far longer?

Suddenly I’m brought sharply back to earth as my phone buzzes and I receive a message from Scarlett saying

“I’ll be back in about 40 minutes, I’m a little tipsy so feel free to grab a drink of something and catch up hahaha xxx”

“Fuck it” I decide. I head back to my flat I have a shower, trim my nails and put on my best shirt. This tight fitting burgundy one that always gets compliments aswell as some tapered smart black trousers and matching black belt. I make myself up a couple of whiskey cokes, downing those straight away as I then nurse a plain whiskey on the rocks.
The buzz of the alcohol only increasing the desire in the pit of my stomach. Adrenaline coursing through me as I picture how the evening is going to play out.
I hear a buzz from my intercom.
Answering it I hear Scarletts voice
“for some reason I thought you’d still be at my place” she giggles
“Let me in please”
I unlock the front door and come out onto the landing between our flats, keys in one hand, whiskey bottle in the other.
Seeing Scarlett appear from the stairs made ramped up the lust that had been building within me for the past couple of hours.

I don’t know why she thought she was under dressed, she was wearing a smart looking black crop top with stripes that accentuated her slim figure, a pair of smart black jeans that hugged her ass perfectly and some high heeled boots.

“Wow you look nice” she said drinking in the sight of me leaning against my flat door in my smart outfit
“Whats made you get all dressed up?”
“Well you did invite me round to dinner didn’t you? Thought I’d make the effort”
I say with a slight smile. My eyes burning into hers. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was deadly apparent right then and there all the things I was desperate to do to her.
“Well it is very much appreciated”
she says with a big smile to me as we meet and I pass her the keys.
“Now I feel even more under dressed”
she says with another little laugh.
“I wouldn’t say so, I think you look astounding”
I say, maintaining my smile as our eyes lock again.
She doesn’t respond to that but instead looks down a little shy smile and starts opening her door.
“Please, come in and sit down”
she says slightly quieter as she swings the door open.
“You must know this place quite well by now”.
She enters and I follow her. She immediately heads into the kitchen living room and I take a seat on the sofa, placing my bottle of whiskey on the coffee table.
Noticing this she asks
“Do you want a glass?”
“Yes please” I say
“And ice if you’ve got it”
Bringing over a glass with ice she places it infront of me with another smile and I ask
“How’d the meeting go?”
“Yeah, good thanks. Really exciting. Thanks again for being here so I didn’t have to miss anything. I don’t know how to thank you”
“I’m sure you’ll find a way” I say cheekily with the faintest of winks.
The alcohol clearly giving me all the confidence I needed to convince myself Scarlett wanted me.

Our eyes lock for another brief moment and I swear I can see a slight shocked arousal in hers before she laughs again and says “well I am very resourceful” and gives a wink back that makes my cock twitch in excitement.

As she heads back to the kitchen she asks “So what do you fancy for dinner?”
I interrupt her and say “Oh don’t worry about it. I’m here for dinner, I’m here to spend time with you. Please, relax, you’ve had a long day” and I motion for her to come join me on the sofa.
She starts making noises of protest before I say
“No I insist, grab another drink and we’ll finally have a proper chat. There’s so much I don’t know about you.”
Scarlett pauses for a second, contemplating the situation thats arising, before she smiles and says “That actually sounds lovely” and grabs a bottle of wine, a glass. Pours a rather full glass before coming round to join me on the sofa.

Now that we’re sat inches from each other. close enough to touch, to kiss. The tension between us becomes palpable. I swear I see her breathing become slower and heavier as the air between us becomes thick with electric energy.

“So tell me about this meeting, was it about something new you’re working on?” I ask

“Uh no actually it’s about a piece I’d written a couple of years ago but my agent thinks it’s super relevant so would be good to try releasing soon!”

“That is exciting, what’s it about? What sort of things do you generally write about?”

“Oh I’m still figuring out my style and what I like so different stuff. Generally tends to be a lot of wish fulfilment though” she says with another little laugh.

At those words my cock is aching hard, straining against the thin material of my pants. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was noticeably visible it felt like it was trying to tear through my clothes.

My leg brushes against hers and neither of us move, my heart starts pounding in my chest as I my eyes roam her gorgeous body before I look up at her again.

“I see…must be nice having your fantasies fulfilled I say, my hand now on my knee, the back of my fingers brushing against her thigh as I stare deep into her eyes. If I want my fantasies fulfilled…I have to go about it in person”
I say, my fingers now purposefully tracing over onto her leg, slowly, carefully in case she asks me to stop of moves away, but she doesn’t.

“Yeah?” she says slightly quieter The tension reaching a fever pitch that feels like it’s about to explode
as my fingers trace slowly higher up her thigh.
“What sort of thing would that be” and I feel her open her legs ever so slightly to allow my hand to reach higher and higher up her thigh. Delicately but firmly caressing her legs as I lean over so my lips are centimetres from hers
“Exactly the same as yours” I say in a low tone filled with desire before I press my lips against hers and start kissing her passionately. Bringing myself closer to her as our tongues dance and she lets out a slight moan. The pent up lust I have been feeling for the past couple of hours is finally unleashed as my free hand grabs her by the back of her hair and I kiss her deeply, showing her just how desperately I’ve been longing for her.

My hand on her leg starts pulling it round so that she can lay on the sofa and she eagerly moves with my touch. I Swing her leg back up and round so that I’m between her legs as I lay her down onto the sofa. My firm body towering over hers as I lower her down.

“Fuck Scarlett” I growl in her ear as I start kissing and gently biting her neck. My hands tracing over her waist and stomach as I hear her soft moans, her voice filled with blissful release as she feels my lips teasing her neck, my hands fingers pressing underneath her top, discovering, to my delight, that she’s braless.

“Now I see why you said you were under dressed” I say looking at her with a little grin before kissing her again as I gently trace the tips of my fingers along the outsides of her soft round breasts. Feeling her buck her hips against me as our bodies press together hard. I begin to trace my thumbs around her nipples which have sharp as glass.
“Matt…fuck” she moans as she presses her hips hard against me, clearly able to feel my throbbing cock pressing up against her.

I grind against her in turn, deeply satisfied with her clear excitement feeling my hard cock pressing between her legs was creating.

Finally being here with her, feeling her soft skin pressed up against me, tasting her lips, and becoming drunk with each others desire I wasn’t able to hold back any longer. I started frantically unbuttoning her jeans. Tearing them down her legs with forceful tugs until they were bunched around her knees, not giving her a chance to lean up and take them off my hand immediately went straight between her legs, feeling her panties soaking wet as I traced my fingers firmly over the thin material.

She let out a long low moan as her thighs gripped my hand tight. Forcing me to stay in place rubbing her warm, wet, aching pussy through her underwear

“Fuuuck” I growled long and low into her ear as I continued to firmly press my fingers against her sensitive clit in agonisingly long strokes
“Clearly you’ve been longing for this for a very long time”
“Yes” she moaned back in a high breathless tone, looking up at me pleadingly.
“Yes, sir” I corrected her as I grabbed her by the chin forcing her to look up at me.
Her mouth opened, taken aback my how forward I was, but the clench of her thighs showed me she loved it.
“Yes…sir” she responded, looking up at me pleadingly.
Fuck me…that moment of submission will always stand out as one of the hottest things I have ever experienced.

As a reward I pressed the fabric of her panties aside and started rubbing circles around her bare clit, she dripping wet and my fingers were coated in her juices in no time.

The hand that was on her chin moved down towards her throat. Grabbing it lightly at first the i started flicking my fingers over her clit in fast delicate movements. The desperate look in my eyes told me I was doing something right so I squeezed a little harder around her neck which made her moan out as my fingers started rubbing faster and faster. Pulling her panties down to her knees too to get better access.
I start toying and teasing with her pussy. Taking the time to explore what makes her shiver in delight. What makes her tense up from such intense pleasure. Gathering this knowledge I soon reach a point where I’m flicking my fingers over her clit and it is sending her into uncontrollable ecstasy.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck yes yes yes yes” she moans as I fingered her harder and harder. My steely glare meeting her pleading eyes as I feel her body begin to to tighten. Feel her start to engage every muscle ready for the inevitable wave of ecstasy.
“Fuck Matt Fuck I’m going to cum” She says gripping hold of my forearm as her body begins to ball up slightly, but I show no mercy and continue rubbing her just as hard and fast until she begins to tremble and lets out a high pitched screaming moan. She begins to buck uncontrollably against my fingers and my fingers thrust inside her to meet her bucking movements, my thumb still gently teasing her clit as I ride wave after wave of bliss with her. Watching her face go red as she pants and twitches between waves of euphoria.

“Matt fucking hell” she finally says, leaning up to kiss me passionately again as I return the kiss, pressing into her with sheer lust and delight at getting to enjoy her body.

She reaches for my belt but I grab up from the back of the hair and pull her out of the kiss.
“Bedroom, now” I order. My natural authority as a Personal Trainer serving me well as I see her blush slightly but quite confidently respond “Yes sir”
She must have noticed how much it turned me on her saying it.

She pulled off her trousers entirely but lifted up her panties. Standing up she revealed that they were in fact a small black thong, her thick round ass inches from my face she offers me her hand and starts leading me to the bedroom.

Once there she quickly turns around kissing me. I take the opportunity to grope her fantastic ass as she starts kissing down my neck and unbuttoning my shirt.

She kisses down my firm muscular torso, biting my abs lightly as she undoes the last button and I throw the shirt from me.

now kneeling infront of me she looks up with a wicked little smile, drinks in my body again and then starts kissing my lower abs, just above my belt as she begins to swiftly unbuckle it.

I was tempted to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming but it wasn’t long before shed unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and was stroking my fat throbbing cock through my boxers.

“Mmm sir you’re so big” she said seductively, teasing my shaft with her hand as she gives me another wicked smile. In reality I’m 7.5″ so not a monster but I am certainly thicker than average and that did tend to get noticed.

Kissing the tip of my cock through the material she swiftly pulls down my boxers and watches it spring out and point straight out, centimetres away from her face.
Admiring my veiny fat cock, twitching slightly infront of her she says
“I was going to say this is my thank you…but I feel like, with a cock like yours, you’re doing me a favour” as she mentions my cock she grabs hold of my shaft and starts lightly stroking it. I let out a low groan of delight, finally feeling the joy of her touch.
She begins kissing my head, circling her tongue around it before taking it into her mouth. All the while still looking up at me.
Suddenly she starts stroking faster and begins to bob her head up and down on my cock. I let out a groan of “Fuuuck Scarlett thats fucking amazing” as I grab her by the back of the head and help guide her bobbing deeper and deeper. Over the top of her head I can see the sight of her gagging on my cock from behind. Can see how her ass bounces as she bobs her head and the sight combined with the sensation is absolutely intoxicating.

She begins to struggle against my size and takes a moment to release. Stroking her spit over my cock she then takes it back into her mouth as deep as she can. Making a small choking noice as she pulls back and pushes forward again deeper.
The more she does this the more desperate we both become for her to reach the base of my cock.
I begin to help guide her deeper, and deeper, until finally she reaches the base of my cock and I hold her there. Groaning like an animal before I release her again and see that my cock is now glistening in her spit as she gulps down air.

“Fuck Scarlett” I say kissing her as I pull her back up onto her feet. I take the moment to hold her tightly, her soft, warm body pressed against my chiseled torso. My hands groping her ass again before I run them over her back and through her hair.
Suddenly I quicky turn her around and show her the sight of her half naked figure.
I tear her top over her head so that she’s left in just her thong

My hands come round infront of her, tracing down her stomach towards her thong as I press my body up against hers, my cock pressed right up against her ass as my fingers begin to once again tease her clit under her thong. My free hand grabs her by the chin so she’s forced to stare at herself in the mirror being fingered by this relative stranger.

“Look how fucking hot you are” I growl in her ear, staring at her reaction
“No wonder I couldn’t resist you” I start kissing her neck, and then her shoulders and her back. I lean her forward so she’s forced to prop herself up against the wardrobe with her hands.

Kissing down her lower back I start pulling her thong off her and it easily falls to the floor.
My wondering tongue continues its journey as I begin to grope her firm round ass roughly. Biting her soft, thick cheeks as I gently tease them apart revealing her glistening pussy and her beautiful puckered asshole.

She’s panting hard as my fingers begin to press inside her and I continue to kiss and bite her cheeks. I start thrusting two fingers deep into her pussy as she moans out and collapses forward slightly. Looking back at me as I meet her gaze and finally trace my tongue between her warm wet pussy lips. Tasting her sweet juices as I lightly tongue her whole.
She presses her face against the mirror, arching her back so I can get unrestricted access to her and lets out long deep moans that make me absolutely crazed with arousal. At that moment I want nothing more than to hear her moans of delight for the rest of my life.

“Where do you keep your toys?” I shoot up at her

“Top left draw of the drawers” she says looking back at me again but seemingly far too desperate for my touch to question or deny me anything.

Giving her ass a firm bite and a spank I dart over to the draw and pull it open.
There appears to be a fairly hefty collection of restraints and blindfolds as well as some toys but my eyes immediately fix on what I was hoping to find. Pulling out a vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a metal butt plug I return. Turning on the vibrator I press it against her thigh before lightly tracing the tip up her leg to meet her clit. Her knees almost buckle from the sudden, explosive pleasure against her sensitive clit and she screams out a “Fuck Matt Fuck” I start teasing at her pussy with my tongue again, more to taste her sweet juices as I know the vibrator is doing the majority of the leg work.
She seems to be struggling in this position though so I pull her off the closet and throw her backwards onto the bed. Lifting her legs over my shoulder I kiss her deeply again as I press the vibrator inside her. Her legs immediately begin to clench around me but I don’t care and I lower myself down to tease her clit with by tongue.

The overload of pleasure seems to make her close to cumming again after no time at all.

Fucking her with the vibrator as I flick my nimble tongue over her clit the way I know she likes I press myself hard against her as she once again bucks in delight. Her sweet juices filling my mouth as I greedily lap them clean, continuing to tease her until she is a convulsing, giggling mess of pure ecstasy.

I quickly retrieve the lube and the plug. My cock absolutely aching from anticipation as she opens her eyes finally after finishing the last wave of pleasure. Beaming up at me as I lean over her, stroke her face and present her with the butt plug.
“Suck on it” I say and I can see that now there is no doubt in her mind what I know, what I’ve read.
She pauses, almost in shock for the briefest of moments, before opening up her mouth and presenting her tongue for me to place the toy inside. Doing so she sucks on it deeply, staring at me seductively as she does before she then rolls over onto her front, facing the mirrored closet once again with her head down, her back arched and her ass sticking high in the air.

I look at her face in the closet and she’s staring up at me expectantly. I move behind her. I open her cheeks and revel in the sight of her asshole winking at me excitedly, I drip cold lube over it, which makes Scarlett gasp in shock, before I then rub it into her ass gently with my finger. Tracing it around her asshole before slowly sticking the tip in.
I then apply lube to the toy. Rubbing it all over before pressing it against her ass.
I look up at her face in the closet. I have never seen a look of pure joy like it. I continue to slowly, gently stretch open her asshole with the toy before it slips in at the end and it’s inside her.

My imagination could have never lived up to this.

Scarlett is panting throughout this whole experience before she finally exclaims “sir, please, fuck me”
I pause, not having my condoms on me I start making a move to my trousers which I kicked off in the middle of the room she says “Please, sir, now, fuck me”
…With a tone of such desperation how could I refuse?
I start rubbing my fat head against her soaking pussy making her fall forward with a long moan. She presses back just as I press forward and my cock thrusts deep inside her and fuck me was that sensation bliss. I stared down at the sight of my cock thrusting into her, her fat ass plugged as I look forward and watch her biting her lip in pleasure. I start thrusting firmly. Deeply, making her feel every inch of me, making sure to stretch her nice and deep so that I could pound her harder and harder.

I began to lightly press my thumb on the plug as I thrust against her and that makes her exclaim in delight and reach back to rub her own clit.

by this point I was more lust than man so it wasn’t long until I started thrusting into her harder, and faster and rougher. spanking her as I drove my fat aching cock deep into her warm pussy.

“fuck my ass”

I was struck dumb, thinking I thought I heard what she had said, but it can’t have been, right?

“Please sir, I want to feel you in my ass.”
She says pleadingly.

I didn’t need telling again. I quickly pulled her into a kiss and said “Fuck me Scarlett you’re utter perfection” before I started easing the plug out of her asshole. I kissed her over and over as her mouth opened involuntarily from the sensation. Lubing up my cock lavishly I then trickled some more down her asshole before I pulled her up, sat in a semi-knelt position, and had her sit back down onto my cock.

Feeling my head pressing against her tight opening made me feel like I was knocking on the gates of heaven themselves. I could see her wide eyed, expression, mouth agape in the mirror as she inches onto my head further and further. My hand roughly pinching her nipples as I squeeze her ass and she finally slips the head of my cock into her
We both let out a noise of satisfaction simultaneously as she begins to bounce lightly on my cock, getting me deeper and deeper into her. By the time I was half in her my hand was rubbing her again and she was dripping wet. I kiss and bite her neck as she continues taking me deeper and deeper into her ass, as I feel her stretching wide to fit me in.

Once she’s down to my base, she sits there for a moment and we share a deep passionate kiss as she leans back towards me.
Honestly if you haven’t tried anal…you never feel closer to someone than in that moment.

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Once this tender moment of passion passes she starts bouncing on top of my cock with more confidence, she starts to thruster herself harder and harder against me. Taking over from rubbing her clit as I lean back to enjoy the view of my fat cock disappearing between those thick pillowy cheeks.

She’s screaming and moaning again and just as I’m about to warn her I’m close she says
“Fuck, cum in my ass”

And the words alone are enough to bring me past the point of no return. Holding out for as long as I can, eventually I say “Fuck i’m going to cum” and I start shooting my hot, cum deep inside her asshole.

She keeps pumping down on me until she begins to shake, her knees giving out and I grab hold of her as she twitches and convulses again, rubbing herself to her third orgasm.
We both moan out in utter delight as our bodies gradually come down from the high of truly astound sex.

“Fucking hell Matt, that was so much better than anything I’ve ever experienced” she giggled, wiggling her ass against my spent, sensitive cock before gently easing herself off me and grabbing a tissue.

“Lived up to the fantasy then” I said with a wink

She looked at me with that same wicked grin and said “So you read the story then?”

I look at her with a cheeky smile and say “Well in my defence it wasn’t exactly well hidden. Did you leave it there intentionally?”

She just continued to smile at me, completely unreadable before she gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to the bathroom to clean up.

She never did tell me whether it was intentional or not. Regardless we then spent the next couple of months having some fantastic, wild sex before she started getting serious with her boyfriend and we amicably called things off.

To this day though it is one of my fondest sexual memories, and I think it’ll be a tricky one to top…but that’s no reason not to try.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/od9luy/fulfilling_my_milf_neighbours_filthy_fantasies