We had a married neighbour living with her husband. She was maybe around 36. She also had a son who was younger than me. She was a chubby milf with fair skin, big tits, very thick, very big and round ass, and meaty thighs. She was not the most attractive face, but she was attractive due to all her other attributes.
So when they first moved in, we invited them to our house and then visited theirs too. We were on good terms with them. She used to talk with me whenever she had a chance. I also gave her lifts a few times whenever she needed them. Overall, we were well known to each other and had a good bond.
So, one day, she called me to her house to fix some issues on her PC. By this time, I had passed college. I told her I would be there by the evening, as I had some work at that moment. I finished my work and headed to her house. She opened the door and welcomed me.
I responded with a compliment on her dress, and she blushed. I could not help but have a look at her boobs. She wore a tight dress that squeezed them so much that I could even see her nipples. I already had a big boner at her doorstep.
I entered, and she offered me something to eat. I refused and asked her about the computer. She explained to me the problem. I checked her PC, and the hard disk had crashed. I informed her about it, and then we started talking. While talking, I would touch her legs with my foot, which she didn’t mind.
She asked me whether I could help her with the work she had. It was to be done within 2 days. I have a laptop, and I’ll get to spend more time with her. Why would I have refused that offer? Then she started talking about her day and how tiring it was. She told me how her shoulder was in deep pain.
I grabbed her shoulder, asking her, “Here.” I squeezed it gently, and it felt so good to her. Her expressions said it all. I pressed it a few more times. Her head tilted back, and she was relaxing with every press. I checked her out—her boobs, her thick body, her small moaning.
I gathered courage, placed the other hand on her thigh, and slightly kept moving up little by little. I got my face closer to her neck. I blew some air on her neck to make her aware of how close I was. She was least bothered. She grabbed my hand and moved it a bit down from her shoulder.
By now, I had reached very far up her thigh, close to her pussy, and she was enjoying every bit of it. Everything was going perfectly until the doorbell rang. It was her son who returned from college. He entered the house and greeted both of us. I greeted him back, and he headed to his room.
I said bye to both of them. She came to see me off to the door. She hugged me tightly. I could feel her whole body. She then held my hand and reminded me to come tomorrow to help her.
The next morning, I take my laptop and show up at her house. She opened the door. She was in a nighty gown, loose and curving over her curves. She hugged me and welcomed me in. I placed one hand on her waist and the other hand on her ass and pressed her against me, hugging her more tightly.
We hugged for a few seconds. She even kissed me on the neck, and then I entered the house. Her husband and son were getting ready to go to work and college, respectively. I sat with my laptop on the table in their room. She explained to me what I was supposed to do, and I started working.
She would come a few times to check my screen and would rub her pussy over my shoulder and arms. She was eagerly waiting for her husband to leave. Her husband left, and now her son was having breakfast on the dining table. She stood next to me.
I looked up, and she hinted that her son was still there. But that didn’t stop it now. I was already beyond my limits of waiting. I grabbed her waist, slid my chair a bit back, and pulled her onto my lap. She sat on my lap, and my hands were on her waist. I moved one hand to her face and the other one to her hips.
I touched her lips with my thumb and rubbed them over a bit. She opened her mouth and started sucking my thumb. With my other hand, I started rubbing her pussy over the clothes. She was enjoying it, her head tilted back. I started kissing her neck and travelling along her chin till her lips, and we kissed.
She was pressing herself against me. I held her by her hair, kissing her passionately while I was still rubbing her pussy. I moved my hand up to feel her boobs. I grabbed them softly with both of my hands, just softly pressing them; her nipples were already hard.
I pinched her nipple and played with it for a little. By now, her son had finished his breakfast and called her before leaving. So she had to go. She walked down to the living room to drop him off at the door. I followed her. Standing at the door, I grabbed her ass. She was a bit shocked but acted out.
We both said bye to her son. As soon as she closed the door, I hugged her from behind. Grabbing her neck with my hand and squeezing her boob with the other hand. I started dry humping. She opened her mouth to speak. But I inserted my fingers in her mouth, so she started sucking.
I pushed my finger a little more down so that she could gag, and she did gag. I released her. She turned around. I pulled my pants down and with her spit on my hand. I stroked my dick, covering it with her spit. She got on her knees and started sucking my dick. She was really good at it.
I grabbed her hair and moved her fast, thrusting my dick deep down her throat. At one point, I just slammed her head on the door and just kept pushing my dick inside her throat. I didn’t give her time to relax until she gagged hard. After that, I pulled out.
Her spit was dripping off her chin and mouth on her gown. Her eyes got all teary, but even with teary eyes, she didn’t stop. She continued with her handjob until she got relaxed. She got up and asked me to do it with her on her bed, whereas her husband did it with her.
While jerking me, she took me to her room. As we reached the room, I laid her on the bed, lifted her gown, and started fingering her. While I was fingering her, we heard the doorbell. She asked from inside who was there. Her son answered and told her to give him some books he had left on the dining table.
She walked out angrily without washing or cleaning herself. She gave him the book, scolded him for being careless, slammed the door, and returned. She said that she was fed up with both of them and their work. She asked me to fuck her hard so that she enjoys at least a little bit of happiness and is satisfied.
I got up and started kissing her. I removed my T-shirt while she removed her gown. She was completely naked now. This was the first time I saw her naked, with those tits and those big nipples. We got back to kissing, and I started licking her neck while she was jerking me off.
I grabbed her boobs and sucked them. I sucked her nipples and pinched them hard. She enjoyed it. I pushed her down and started licking her pussy. She was extremely excited at this point. I could hear her moan. I was also completely hard. I planted a kiss on her lips and inserted my dick in her pussy.
I started it slow and gentle, inserting half my dick inside her pussy. After a little while, I inserted my dick completely inside her, making her moan hard. I started going a little fast, to which she didn’t complain. I started thrusting hard inside her pussy, and she moaned harder.
I started sucking her boobs. She was having the time of her life. I kissed her and pulled her hair back while fucking her. I pinched her nipples. She started talking about how all her husband ever did was fuck her pussy, and that’s it. How he never even sucked her nipple or didn’t do any foreplay.
He never took control. He was always kind and gentle. It was quite new for me to understand that sometimes being too gentle and kind is also a problem. Nevertheless, she wanted her to be fucked rough like a slut, and her husband just didn’t.
I told her to open her mouth and spit in it. I told her not to swallow. I said, “Don’t you dare swallow that. Keep it in your mouth. If you want to be fucked and treated as a slut, I’ll do so.” Saying this, I squeezed her nipples hard and thrust hard inside her pussy, shaking the bed.
While fucking her, I also kept slapping her boobs, turning her boobs red. She had a hard urge to moan. But she kept her mouth shut so that the spit wouldn’t fall out of her mouth. A bit more of fucking her, and she came. She moaned hard, opening her mouth with spit dripping out.
I slapped her face on the side where spit had dripped. Splashing the spit and my hand covered, she was shocked a bit. But she wanted to be treated as a slut, so she didn’t mind it. I placed my palm in front of her face, and she licked it. I got her on her knees and thrust my dick in her mouth.
I inserted my cock deep inside her so much that she gagged my cock. Now my cock was covered in her spit. I gave my dick a bit of rest. Meanwhile, I lifted her, grabbed her head, and inserted my finger down her throat to make her gag even more. Every time she gagged, I pulled out my hand and slapped her.
After a little rest, I made her spit on my dick. I made her stand against a wall, spread her ass, and inserted my dick in her asshole. She tried resisting by pushing me back because of the pain. But I grabbed her hands behind her back and pinned her completely against the wall.
I inserted my dick inside her ass. After a few thrusts, she loosened herself. I then bent her over the table where she would work, like a workplace bench, and pounded her ass. She moaned while again speaking about her husband and how inefficient he is.
She only ever had sex that got her pregnant with a kid. I kissed her lips and her neck while fucking her ass. She cussed her husband and moaned, “Fuck my ass, fuck me like a bitch, like my dickhead husband never could. What an impotent shithead.”
I kept pounding her ass, pulling her hair, and coming inside her ass. I pulled out my dick. Her ass was filled with my cum, overflowing and dripping out. I spanked her ass. She turned around, got on her knees, and cleaned my dick. We both laid ourselves on the bed for a few minutes.
We dressed up, she cleaned up the mess while I helped her with the work, and time passed. Her son returned. I was about to go home, so I informed her that I was leaving. She again came to see me and hugged me. I spanked, grabbed and squeezed her ass one last time, and headed home.
The next morning, I received a message from her, ‘My asshole still hurts’, with a nude picture of her squeezing her boobs.
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