NEIGHBOR’S TEMPTATION

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: NEIGHBOR'S TEMPTATION

I had been obsessed with Mrs. Elena Vargas for two years.

She was my neighbor’s mother, she's 42 years old, divorced, and built like a fucking goddess. She had huge, heavy tits that strained against every top she wore, a thick, round ass that jiggled when she walked in those tight yoga pants, and curves that made my teenage cock ache every single time I saw her. Mrs. Vargas had that mature, sultry beauty. With full lips, dark wavy hair that fell down her back, and hips that swayed like she knew exactly what she was doing to every man in the neighborhood.

I was nineteen. Still living at home. Still a virgin. And every night, I jerked off thinking about her.

Tonight was no different.

I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading down my body as I tried to clear my head. But the second I closed my eyes, she was there. Elena. Bent over in her garden earlier today, that perfect ass pointed toward me as she pulled weeds. Her tank top had been low-cut, those massive tits nearly spilling out.

My cock hardened instantly, thick and heavy between my legs.

“Fuck…” I muttered, wrapping my hand around my shaft.

I started stroking slowly, my eyes closed, with water running down my chest. In my mind, I was back in her backyard. She turned around and caught me staring. Instead of getting angry, she smiled that knowing smile and crooked her finger.

“Come here, baby,” she purred in my fantasy.

I imagined walking over. She pressed her body against mine, those enormous breasts squishing against my chest. They were so big, so soft. I grabbed two handfuls, squeezing them hard, feeling her nipples harden against my palms.

“Ohhh yes,” Elena moaned. “You’ve wanted these tits for so long, haven’t you?”

“Mmnn….yes.” I whimpered.

I stroked my cock faster, twisting my hand around the head as precum leaked out.

In my head, I pulled her tank top down. Her massive breasts spilled free. They were heavy, with dark, stiff nipples. I buried my face between them, motorboating those perfect tits while she laughed softly and ran her fingers through my hair.

“Suck them,” she whispered.

I imagined latching onto one fat nipple, sucking hard while my hands kneaded her soft titflesh. She moaned loudly, arching her back, pushing more of her breast into my mouth.

My hand was pumping my cock furiously now. The shower water mixed with my precum as I jerked faster.

Elena dropped to her knees right there in the backyard. She looked up at me with those dark, hungry eyes and wrapped her massive tits around my throbbing cock.

“Fuck it, baby,” she begged.

I groaned out loud in the shower as I imagined sliding my dick between those warm, soft pillows. She pressed her breasts together tightly, creating the perfect tunnel. I started thrusting, watching the head of my cock disappear and reappear between her huge tits. She leaned down and licked the tip every time it came up, swirling her tongue around it.

“Fuck, Mrs. Vargas… your tits feel so good,” I moaned in real life, my hand flying up and down my shaft.

In the fantasy, she smiled up at me. “You can cum on them whenever you want, baby. Cover my big tits with your load.”

I was getting close already. My balls tightened.

But I didn’t want it to end yet.

I imagined bending her over the garden bench. That fat, juicy ass up in the air, her pussy dripping and ready. I rubbed my cock against her slick folds, teasing her.

“Please,” she whimpered. “Fuck me. I need your young cock.”

I thrust into her hard.

Her pussy was tight, hot, and soaking wet. I grabbed her wide hips and started pounding her, watching her huge ass ripple with every brutal thrust. Her tits swung heavily beneath her as I fucked her like an animal.

“Yes! Harder!” she screamed in my mind. “Fuck your neighbor’s mom like the slut she is!”

I was stroking my cock like a madman now, hips thrusting into my fist. The shower was filled with the wet sounds of my hand and my desperate moans.

I switched the fantasy again. Now she was riding me. Those massive tits bouncing in my face as she slammed down on my cock. I sucked on her nipples while she rode me, her pussy gripping me so tightly.

“I’m gonna cum,” I groaned loudly in the shower.

In my fantasy, Elena leaned down, pressing her tits against my chest.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered. “Fill up my pussy. Please.”

That did it.

I exploded.

Thick ropes of cum shot out of my cock, painting the shower wall as I stroked through every powerful spurt. My legs shook. My vision went white. I kept cumming, imagining pumping load after load deep into Elena’s married pussy while she moaned my name.

When it finally ended, I was panting, leaning against the shower wall, cum still dripping from my cock.

I felt guilty for half a second.

Then I remembered the way her ass looked in those yoga pants this morning.

I smiled.

Tomorrow, I’d find another excuse to go next door.

I wasn’t done fantasizing about Mrs. Vargas yet.

Not even close.