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Casey Holt 10-12 minutes 5/18/2022

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A hot neighbor makes a young man’s dreams a reality.

Half asleep, I felt my phone slip from my hand as I started to nod off. The doorbell ringing woke me from my near slumber. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I trudged to the front door wondering who it could be.

With my parents out of town for the week, I was enjoying a blissful week to myself despite the fact that they would be gone for my birthday. The silhouette through the door’s window looked familiar and I gulped when I realized it was Mrs. Palmer from next door.

Our next-door neighbor is not only hot but the hottest woman on the block. I’d spent hours masturbating to mental images of her after watching her do yoga in the backyard. Her constant attire of yoga pants that stretched deliciously across a plump muscular ass turned the heads of all the men in the neighborhood. To a teenager that had just turned eighteen, she was a goddess even at forty-two.

As I opened the door, Mrs. Palmer shot me a dazzling smile as she turned back toward the door. Her long auburn tresses whipped back behind her. Before she turned, I caught a glimpse of her round ass, and then her full breasts that were encased in a black workout top leaving little to the imagination. I’d often wondered how come her husband never complained about what she wore out in public or doing yard work but then again, he was gone often for business.

“Oh, Doug. Good, you are home,” she beamed at me as I pushed the screen door open.

“Uh — yeah. Hi, Mrs. Palmer.”

“Call me Gina.”

“Sure — Gina.” Using her first name felt a bit odd but then again, I was newly in the adult category, so it made me feel more grown up.

“Can I come in?”

“I guess so,” I replied as I stood aside for her to brush past me. As she did, her hip grazed mine doing little to help the erection that always appeared when I saw her.

Following her into the living room, my eyes were glued to her trim waist that swelled into her hips. They swayed hypnotically as she led me, then she turned back to me.

“Your mom wanted me to check in on you.”

Fuming, I looked away. Even after just turning eighteen, I still felt like my mom treated me like a baby. “Why?”

“I just came over to see if you needed anything,” Gina smiled at me.

“No. I’m okay.”

“You don’t need anything? Food? Company?”

“No. I’m good.”

“A blowjob?”

Jolting, I gawked at her, not sure if I heard correctly. “What?”

She placed a hand on my chest. “Well — I know you just turned eighteen. Your parents are away on your birthday. I thought I could just do something nice for you.” Gina smiled up at me.

“Umm — sure!”

“I thought you’d agree.” She pushed me back toward the sofa until my legs hit it and I plopped down.

Standing over me, Gina pulled her top over her head and shook her hair loose. As she did, her full breasts bobbed seductively. Her hard red nipples stared back at me putting me into a trance until she reached for her pants. Pulling them down over her hips, my eyes locked on the shaved vee between her legs with the crease up the plump middle. As I gulped, Gina worked her pants down to her ankles then stepped out of them. In my living room, the hottest woman on the block was completely naked and my cock was throbbing painfully. She knelt between my legs.

“Now let’s see what we’re working with. I’ve seen you watching me as I work out.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she purred. “A little confession. I do it for you.”

“Really?”

“Really.” As she talked, Gina was pulling down my shorts as I lifted my hips to help her. Sitting back down, my cock slapped against my stomach. “Oh my. That is a handful.” She stroked my cock and the touch of her soft hand sliding up and down my shaft was heavenly. Gina leaned forward and whispered before wrapping her lips around my cockhead. “And a mouthful.”

“Oh God,” I breathed as she worked me deep into her mouth.

Reflexively, I took her mop of hair in my hands as she bobbed in my lap. Her lips working up and down my cock felt amazing, and pleasure coursed through me as she did things with her tongue that I couldn’t even imagine. All too soon, my orgasm started.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed, staring down at the top of her head encased in my fists. “Oh fuck — oh fuck — not already.”

Gina moaned on my cock, and it was all over. She grasped me by the base and gave my shaft a few quick jerks and I exploded a load of hot semen into her mouth. Her moans as she savored my cum made it even worse as I pumped my load into her throat and felt her tongue working as she swallowed every ounce. Only when my orgasm subsided and the last of my hot cum oozed into her mouth did she come up for air.

“That was a lot,” Gina breathed before wiping her luscious lips with her delicate fingers.

“I’m so sorry — I’m sorry I came so fast.”

“Don’t worry, sweetie. I expected it.” Shocked, I watched as she continued to slide her hand up and down my softening cock. Gina’s lips glistened with saliva and the remnants of my cum. A few beats later, she sat back on her heels and my eyes drifted down to her perfect full breasts. Large and firm, they heaved hypnotically. “That made me so horny.”

Before I could respond, she lay back on the carpet at my feet and spread her legs. Delving a hand between them, she quickly found her clit as I watched her pink cunt lips blossom open, glistening in the sunlight streaming through the window.

“Holy shit,” I muttered as I watched Gina start to masturbate.

“Indeed,” she cooed followed by, “Ooooh — that feels so good.”

Her hips were thrusting as she worked her fingers in her drenched slit. I could hear her wetness squelching as she worked to satisfy herself. It took her only a few minutes to come as I watched her spellbound from my place on the couch. As she climaxed, her muscular thighs clamped around her hand working between them.

She moaned loudly. “That feels so good.”

Gina’s body convulsed as she came, and her lips parted seductively as she moaned loudly. Melting back into the carpet, she cracked her eyes open to smile contently up at me.

“What are you waiting for? Give me that big cock of yours.”

In a daze, I slid off the couch with my cock already hard again. Crawling over top of her, I readied to lose my virginity, then decided to confess.

“I’m — I’m a virgin.”

“I guessed,” she whispered with a sly half-smile. “That’s why I sucked you off first. Make you last longer inside me.”

She grabbed me by my cock then guided me into her. Her cunt enveloped me like a warm wet glove as I sank into her to the hilt, and she moaned.

“It — feels — so good,” I groaned as I started thrusting.

“God does it ever. You’re so big. So much bigger than my husband.”

Spurred on by her compliments, I began driving wildly into her. Gina clung to my shoulders as I prayed that I’d last long enough to maybe get behind her. Having her plump ass in my hands while I fucked her would be the epitome of every masturbatory fantasy I’d ever had about my neighbor. On top of her, I listened to her moan in my ear as she began to come. I knew I wasn’t going to last long enough to fuck her from behind.

Despite my technique being unpracticed and overly fervent, Gina climaxed as I fucked her with abandon. As her cunt pulsed around my cock, it milked my second load from me.

“I’m coming,” I moaned. “Fuck.”

“Come with me,” Gina breathed as her entire body tensed.

Yeeessss,” I cried as I released a torrent of semen deep inside her and she arched her back off the floor.

As my orgasm flooded from me filling her pussy, I collapsed on top of her gasping for breath and she grasped my shoulders in a death grip. After several minutes, she moved up to stroke my hair lovingly before I pushed myself up off her.

“You were wonderful,” Gina smiled.

“It was — quick.” I felt slightly ashamed.

“I expected it for your first time.”

Exhausted, I slumped onto the floor next to her breathing heavily. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep with my hand thrown over her awesome breasts.

The doorbell ringing woke me, and I looked around the room confused. Still sitting on the couch, my phone was by my side, and my erection throbbed in my shorts. It had all been a dream. The doorbell rang again. Pushing myself off the couch, I attempted to talk down my erection as I padded toward the front door.

“Oh shit,” I muttered when I saw Mrs. Palmer’s silhouette through the front door.

Opening the door, I tried to keep my still softening erection hidden from her. “Hi, Mrs. Palmer.”

She turned to me with a brilliant smile that did nothing to quell my erection.

“Hi, Doug. I know your parents are gone for the week. I was just checking to see if you needed anything.”

“No, I’m good,” I replied as my erection continued to fight my sensibilities.

“Nothing? It is your birthday — right? Eighteen?”

“Yeah, it is,” I smiled sheepishly.

Mrs. Palmer pulled the screen door open giving me a view of her luscious body encased in her workout outfit.

“Good.” She placed a hand on my chest and pushed me back out of the way. “Let’s see what we can do about getting rid of your virginity.”

“W — what?” I stuttered as she brushed past me and headed toward the living room.

“I’ve seen you jerking off when I exercise. Here’s a bit of a confession. I do it just to tease you.” She turned to face me in the middle of the living room. “You got quite the cock there I must say.” She pointed at my erection pushing the front of my shorts out.

Before I could reply, Mrs. Palmer stripped off her top letting her firm breasts bounce free. Two hard red nipples stared back at me before she dropped to her knees in front of me. With a deft move, she ripped my shorts down letting my cock spring free and it was in her mouth in an instant. Her pink lips formed a warm wet tunnel as she enveloped my cock head and struggled to fit as much of me into her mouth as she could.

“Oh God — Mrs. Palmer.”

Pulling me back out of her wonderful lips, Mrs. Palmer licked a dollop of clear pre-cum from her bottom one. She smiled up at me.

“Call me Gina. And let’s make your dreams come true.”

My cock was back in her mouth an instant later and my fingers were curled into her mop of auburn hair. Mrs. Palmer was really making my dreams a reality.