I would like to start off by disclosing I am one petty muthafucker. But let’s get one thing straight, I’ve never not had a real valid reason tho you feel me. I don’t go out of my way fucking shit up, I literally try being the nice girl. At this point I just think it’s like a coping mechanism of when I feel like I’ve been done wrong, most folks let it go but I say nah fuck that.
I live in a fairly nice neighborhood, most of the neighbors get along. Ours happen to be diverse af. Our cul-de-sac holds about 8 homes. Parking is always been shit, it’s like parking wars out here. We have one neighbor tho, who deliberately parks a certain way so we don’t park outside his pad. His name is Stan, been here the longest. He’s a retired white man he reminds me so much of the actor J.K. Simmons.
One day I get a call from my brother claiming Stan was going off on him for parking on his side claiming my brother was illegally blocking his driveway. You know the part where I said I try being a nice girl? Well when it’s about family it’s different, I will come and shut it all the way down. I came out someone aggressive, and that’s when Stan says as I’m walking up “Oh great now here’s comes the crazy bitch..” I looked back behind me so confused, I know this mf ain’t talking to me.
“Uh who the fuck are u talking about?” I said calmly bc hey I could be wrong. “You’re brother parks like a punk! Blocking my driveway last time I checked it was ILLEGAL!” Clearly the man had space, the car barely fit he was just being a dick. “Call the fucking cops then..” Between some heated words, telling the man he’d better chill before he had a stroke struck a nerve. Shit sent him over the edge, cursing me out telling me I’m the worst yatti yatti. He lets out “Better yet, call your dad tell him to come outside oh wait you don’t have one!”
Yeah, cunt I know I know. Fortunately I have an ok relationship with my dad but my brothers, their dad was tough so I know it hurt my brother more than it skimmed me. I let that shit be, ok old man I got one for you. Not right now, but I’ll find the chance eventually. I told myself.
Months go by, it’s summer and I’m washing my car outside in the driveway. When a loud ass supra pulls up, parks in front of Stan’s house. Out comes this young baywatch looking ass fool with long wavy blonde hair. Who tf is this? Telling by his music choice I instantly thought he was cool, it was Nirvana. “Nice ride.” I said as he walked up. “I was going to say the same about yours..” he said. After a little conversation I find out it’s Stan’s son, who I never fucking met…
I eventually invited him inside but he declined said he was suppose to meet up with his dad. He was only here for the weekend. He then asked if I was free that night, so we could hit up a bar. Fast forward he picks me up, we go out to drink and dance a little to some bar in Santa Ana called OG Mikes. I got dolled up, he would compliment a lot, I then knew somehow someway I was going to fuck him.
Once we got back home he snuck me in his dads house, apparently Stan was at a AA meeting. Drunk and horny I hadn’t fucked with a white boy ever so this was a first for me. BWC, so thick I loved it. I felt his dick grow as I was grinding on him. Making out so roughly, yanking my clothes off making ripping noises. We barley made it to his living room.
That’s when T grabbed ahold of me and started fucking me doggystyle on the couch, clapping my ass cheeks. Holding on to my shoulder to get a better grip on me. my top was ripped, my titties flapping hard from the thrusts. T would moan loud, you can tell he was a horny horny guy.
He begged to fuck my asshole, I told him he had to eat it first. Buddy claimed he had never ate ass before and that’s when I told him how sweet I taste that he got down, gently spread my fat ass open and gently started licking my butthole.
He was so shy kinda odd about it, I told him I’d show him how. Turning him over I started eating his ass, he was kind of in shock. He then stroked his cock with the rhythm of my tongue flicks. Groaning, looking down at me with a pleasurable expressions. I swallowed his cock or at least tried to. Throating his cock while squeezing his balls. I made myself gag, forcefully fucking his cock with my mouth. His thighs started shaking a little bit, I felt him trying to nudge me off but I remained. Stroking, making his cock he started moaning loud and I felt a pulse and placed my mouth on his tip instantly I felt warmth liquid fill my mouth.
Swallowing him soft. I then laid back and started rubbing my pussy wide on the couch. I was still horny. He sucked on my titties as I rubbed myself. That’s when I felt his hard cock slide inside me catching me off guard. Gasping holy shit, I was glossy as fuck. My pussy juices covering his pink cock making shiny. I wanted to cum almost right away, I asked him to suck my nipples as he fucked me slowly.
Slowly fucking me, making my tits jiggle hard after every thrust. I felt his tip hit a wall inside me, I couldn’t stop moaning and groaning “Oh fuck oh fuck, yes yes right there…keep fucking me like this ugh..” Deep inside my pussy I was gripping on to
his ass trying to take him in as deep as I could. His balls clapping against my asshole, I had his asshole exposed by spreading him open as he fucked me.
I think the moaning in my ear took me there, because I started unraveling becoming undone under him. My eyes rolling back, my nipples hard as fuck pressing against his sweaty chest. “I could feel your pussy..oh my..I can feel your pussy pulse on my cock..that’s hott..”. He then slowly but gradually started fucking me mercilessly. I had become sensitive by then letting my body become heavy and just took it and i could feel a build up deep inside me.
He was hitting something and it felt fucking great. Senselessly consensually letting myself be used like a fuck doll, I kind of liked it. He held my thighs open watching it go in and out, and decided to rub my super sensitive clit. Almost immediately I began shaking, ugh squirting. I felt specks on my face and smiled big, it’s not often I get fucked like this. He was mesmerized by my wetness, while a dazed look straight into my eyes he whispered “This pussy is fucking bomb…I..” and collapses on me, letting his nut fill me up.
He falls back, and we just sit there in a big wet spot on the couch. “Can I clean you up…” Troy asked. I thought a shower? Down, I’m sticky af. As I tried to get up he knelt down, and suggested I open my legs. I laid back confused. I felt warmth start oozing out my pussy, his creampie. He began eating my pussy. Licking me clean, I mean CLEAN. I was so turned on in a odd way, I just let myself.
Before I went home he said most of his clothes was dirty but that he’d get me a clean shirt. Moments later he comes back with a Chevrolet T-Shirt. Hmmm, looks familiar. I threw it on, we smoked a bit and I went home with noodle legs. Eventually he went back to his University. Laundry day came around and I washed the T-Shirt. It’s not mine so I decided to be a sweet neighbor and return it to its rightful owner.
*Knock knock* “Yes?” asked a puzzled Stan. “You’re son let me borrow this the other night, it’s washed. Tell him I said thanks!” as I waved goodbye.
Since then our neighbor Stan barely fucks with us, let alone acknowledge us. Doesn’t block up the street anymore. Maybe one day we could be friendly neighbors, but until then I fucked his son in his house on his couch. My wet spot I’m sure was a topic of discussion in that household. Don’t fuck with my family, but I might just fuck with yours.