Not to long ago she moved in next to me. She got my attention from the first time I ran into her in the hallway. Forty five year old me was lusting for his new hot and young neighbor. She was gorgeous, she was around twenty three years old, she was always was dressed in a very seductive, sometimes even slutty way. Looking at her gave me nothing but raging boners. I was lusting for her. I wanted her.
I even told my wife about her. I told her about our damn hot young neighbor, and what only looking at her did to me. I got hard while talking to my wife about our new hot neighbor. My wife, forty three years old, she listened, then she took advantage of the hard one between my legs.
She just went down on her knees, unzipped my pants and soon after my cock was sliding in and out of her mouth, my cock was sliding deep down her throat. She took me balls deep. She was even gagging a little bit on my cock. It felt nothing but good. And my wife, she found a way to make it even better: “Imagine you fuck our hot new neighbor. Imagine it is her mouth, her throat your dick is sliding in and out.”
And I did what she told me to do. I imagined that it was my hot neighbor who was kneeling in front of me. Who was sucking on my rock hard dick. It was nothing but a turn on. It felt so damn fucking good. But then, my wife stopped. She stood up, pulled down her pants and panties, turned around and bend over while saying the following: “Breed me. Breed your slutty young neighbor. Show me who the boss is. Punish me for dressing up like a slut.”
Moments alter my dick was sliding in and out of my wife’s pussy. I still was imagining that I was doing my hot young neighbor. It made me so damn horny. I fucked my wife harder as I had ever fucked her before. She loved it. She was moaning, she was screaming out loud. She even told me to fuck her harder. While screaming out: “Breed me. Plant your seed in me.”
More and more tension built up. My balls began to ache. I came closer with every thrust I gave her. So did my wife. Her hands were already looking for something to hold on to. My eyes were running in circles. Her eyes were running in circles. We both were nothing but turned on. And we both were close.
Then one more hard thrust. And boom. I creamed my wife’s dripping wet pussy. She came with me. Her legs were shaking, her body was trembling. We both fucked each other elsewhere. While pretending that she was my damn hot young neighbor.
After horny was cured we collapsed onto the floor. We were sitting next to each other, our bodies were touching, we shared some gentle kisses. We were also talking about what just had happened. And my wife said the following: “Fuck our hot neighbor. Fuck her for me. Show her where her place is. And maybe, we can do a threesome later.”
I love my wife. It wasn’t the first time that we did something like that. We shared some women, we shared some guys in our twenty plus years together. We even fucked outside our relationship from time to time, but we never did it without asking the other one for permission. Because cheating, cheating just sucks ass and tends to destroy everything. But back to me and my hot neighbor. From the moment my wife got me the permission to fuck our neighbor I tried to make it happen. I tried to come up with ways to get into her bed.
When I was setting up to cook some lunch for me and my wife a few Sundays later, I ran out of cooking oil. I could swear that I had bought one the day before, but well, memory is playing tricks on you from time to time. It was my wife’s idea to knock at my neighbor’s doors to ask for some cooking oil. And yes, the first door I knocked at was the one my hot neighbor was living behind. The door just next to ours.
When she opened up, when she stood in front of me, I lost my shit. She was wearing nothing but some underwear. Damn it, she looked hot. She gave me a raging boner. I froze. I was unable to ask her anything. She noticed it. She also took notice of the huge bulge between my legs. A huge smile appeared on her face: “Can I help you with something?”
I was barely able to nod my head. I blushed. My head was probably as red as a tomato. A forty five year old and experienced man lost it because there was some twenty three year old woman standing in her underwear in front of him. Luckily it didn’t took her long to figure out what I was up too. The empty cup in my hand gave me away: “Have you ran out of something? Sugar, salt or maybe oil?”
Again, I nodded with my head. Her smile got even bigger: “Come in. I got all three of them in my kitchen. Just follow me. And close the door behind you, please.”
I did as told. She took the lead. She shook her hot ass for me. Saliva was collecting in my mouth. I wanted her so bad. I was staring at her. She knew exactly what I was doing. And she had plan. An evil, a devilish plan.
In the kitchen, she opened her cupboard and pointed at a few things. When she was pointing at a bottle of cooking oil, I nodded with my head. Again, she began to smile: “So you need cooking oil. Good. I have enough to give you some. But you have to do something in return for me.”
While telling me that, she was squeezing her boobs. I totally lost it. I was gone. Horny me was in full swing. I unfroze. I made a jump towards her. She stopped me. She told me to wait. She told me: “Later. Maybe. But for now, do what I tell you to do.”
Luckily I got my ability to speak back: “I am all yours.”
Her smile got even bigger. Then her tone, her whole expression changed: “Get undressed and on all of your four. Now. Don’t make me repeat my order.”
Without hesitation I got undressed. I set my raging hard boner free. She watched me getting out of my clothes. She looked at my boner. With a nothing but disgusted expression on her face: “So you are one of those filthy disgusting perverts getting hard when some young women are around. Lusting for them when you see them in their underwear. Probably wanting to show them where there place is. But this is not going to happen here.”
The moment she had finished speaking I was on all of my fours. Then she told me to follow her into her living room. Once there, she ordered me to stay in my crawling position and to lift my ass up high in the air: “Now we are going to punish you for being nothing but a filthy pervert lusting after far too young woman.”
Tension was building up inside me. I had no clue what would come next. She was behind me. Then, after some time that felt like an eternity, I heard the sound of a whip hitting onto something. A shiver drove through my body.
Then she gave me the first hit on my ass. Pain went through my body. It hurt, but it felt good. Then she gave me the next hit. A moan escaped my throat. Then I got the next hit. Again, pain and pleasure. My dick got even harder. She kept on hitting me, she teased me, she played with me for some time. It felt good. It hurt. To my surprise, my boner stayed. And I got even hornier. Her reaction onto it: “Look at the pervert. Getting off on getting punished. I think we have to find another way to treat you.”
Moments later she was squeezing my balls. She squeezed them hard. Pain was filling my body. To my surprise, it felt good too. My moaning meanwhile was filling the room. And again, me getting turned on annoyed the shit out of my neighbor: “Stand up straight. I think I have to kick you in the balls. Because everything else, is no punishment for you.”
Once more, I followed her orders. Then she literally kicked me in the nuts. Barefoot. Over and over again. While I was holding my still hard dick out of the way. It was nothing but pain and joy. The anticipation of the next hit. The pain. The pain that went away. And then again, the next hit.
She kept on going for some time. My balls turned blue. She gave me a nice set of blue balls. And then it happened. I got limp. Horny left my body. She kicked horny out of my body. A relieved expression appeared on her face: “Finally. Finally we got rid of your disgusting boner. It took some time. You really are a pervert. Now follow me.”
We went back into the kitchen. Once we arrived she told me to get dressed again. I followed her orders. While I was putting my clothes on, she filled the empty cup I brought with me with cooking oil. She handed me the cup with a huge smile on her face: “Your wife was right about you. You are a pervert. A pervert lusting for young woman. But I like you. It was fun kicking your balls, spanking your ass. Maybe we can play together one day. Maybe your wife joins in too. And wish your wife all the best from me.”
Yes it was a setup. An excellent one. Set up by my wife. She knows what I like, what I am into. I just love her for being the way she is. And damn it, my ass, my balls, they kept hurting for a few days. But that didn’t stopped my wife from squeezing them both hard. I regret nothing.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ycbd8c/that_hot_girl_from_next_door_m45f43f23_vanilla
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