MasukDavidās cock was still buried balls-deep inside me, pumping the last heavy drops of his load into my overflowing cunt when Momās voice floated up the stairs again, softer this time, sleepy n concerned. āLisa?⦠Honey? I heard noises. Are you okay up there?ā My heart slammed against my ribs, then my pussy clenched hard around his shaft, milking another thick glob of cum out of him that immediately leaked down my thighs in a warm, creamy river. Davidās hand clamped tighter over my mouth. His lips brushed my ear, and voice a low vicious growl that made my clit throb. āTell her youāre fine⦠or Iām gonna fuck you right here,, while she listens.ā I nodded frantically, drool slipping past his fingers. He eased his palm just enough. I swallowed the whimper in my throat and called down, my voice's shaky but trying to sound stable āI-Iām fine, Mom! Just⦠dropped my phone. Sorry. Go back to bed.ā A pause. then her soft sigh. āAlright, honey. Try to be quieter⦠itās late.ā Footst
The door barely clicked shut before David grabbed me by the throat, choking me, owning me and slammed my naked, oil-slick body face-first against the hallway wall so hard the framed family photo rattled.āFour fucking nights,ā he snarled, breath hot and ragged against my ear. āFour nights and Iāve jerked this cock raw watching you finger that greedy teenage cunt, spread your ass, squirt like a porn whore. You think Iām gonna be gentle now?āHe didnāt wait for an answer. His sweatpants hit the floor with a wet slap. That thick, veiny monster still half-hard from the walk over, glistening with leftover cum slapped heavily against my ass cheek like a threat. He gripped my hips with bruising force, yanked my legs apart, and rammed in without warning.One vicious, balls-deep thrust.My scream tore out āFUUUCKāDavid!āābefore I could stop it. The stretch was obscene, his cock thicker than anything Iād ever taken, hotter, pulsing with real, forbidden heat. My oiled walls clamped down like a
The door barely clicked shut before David grabbed me by the throatānot choking, just owningāand slammed my naked, oil-slick body face-first against the hallway wall so hard the framed family photo rattled.āFour fucking nights,ā he snarled, breath hot and ragged against my ear. āFour nights Iāve jerked this married cock raw watching you finger that greedy teenage cunt, spread your ass, squirt like a porn whore. You think Iām gonna be gentle now?āHe didnāt wait for an answer. His sweatpants hit the floor with a wet slap. That thick, veiny monsterāstill half-hard from the walk over, glistening with leftover cumāslapped heavily against my ass cheek like a threat. He gripped my hips with bruising force, yanked my legs apart, and rammed in without warning.One vicious, balls-deep thrust.My scream tore out raw and brokenāāFUUUCKāDavid!āābefore I could stop it. The stretch was obscene: his cock thicker than anything Iād ever taken, hotter, pulsing with real, forbidden heat. My oiled walls
I spent the whole damn day soaked. Every time I closed my eyes I saw his fat cock twitching against that windowpane, veins bulging and precum dripping like a faucet while I spread my ass for him. My cunt hadnāt stopped throbbing since I crawled into bed last night. I skipped dinner, locked myself in my room, and spent two hours shaving everything baby-smooth - pussy lips, asshole, even the tiny patch above my clit. Then I dug out the bottle of baby oil Iād bought that afternoon and set it on the nightstand, waiting By 11:30 the house was dead quiet. Parents asleep, lights off downstairs. I left mine blazing again. Every lamp, the bedside one turned up high so the whole room glowed like a fucking stage, curtains wide n window open,just a crack so the thick summer air could carry my moans across the alley. I knew he was already waiting. The second I stepped into the light in nothing but that sheer black babydoll and the soaked thong, I saw his silhouette snap to attention. D
The next day I couldnāt stop thinking about him, about Mr. Reynoldsā thick married cock pulsing in his fist while he stared at my soaked little cunt through the glass. My panties were ruined by lunchtime just from replaying it. My pussy was still sore from the two orgasms Iād fucked myself through after I killed the light, fingers buried knuckle-deep while I imagined that thick married cock spraying all over his window. I skipped classes, then drove straight to the mall, and spent every last dollar of my coffee-shop tips on the sluttiest lingerie I could find: a sheer black babydoll that was basically see-through mesh, so short it barely skimmed the bottom of my ass, and a tiny matching thong that disappeared between my cheeks like a fucking string. The lace was so delicate my puffy pink nipples poked straight through the fabric the second I tried it on in the dressing room. By the time I got home, my parents were already out for their weekly date night. Perfect. I left ever
*Next Collection* **Story Synopsis** Nineteen-year-old Lisa discovers her married neighborās hungry eyes on her through the open bedroom window each sweltering summer night. Instead of hiding, she lets the forbidden thrill pull her deeper into a silent, shadowy game of temptation. What begins as distant stares slowly spirals into something far more dangerousāuntil one night the line between watching and touching finally breaks ***** Lisa's Pov ... Iād just gotten home from a late shift at the campus coffee shop, my tank top clinging to my sweaty skin and my tiny denim shorts riding up my ass like a second skin. Mom and Dad were already asleep downstairs and the house' dark except for the soft glow of my bedroom lamp. It was one of those sticky summer nights where the air felt thick enough to fuck. I kicked the door shut behind me, peeled off my sneakers, and stood in front of the big window that faced the alley ā curtains wide open like always. I never bothered c







