Hot Teasing Neighbor: Whore Next Door

Hot teasing neighbor finally gets fucked!

I’m the hot teasing neighbor. It’s not hard to tell when I’m being watched. I’ve felt his eyes on me for weeks now—sometimes subtle, sometimes blatant—but always there. His name is Greg, and I know he’s married. But that hasn’t stopped him from looking. I can tell I’m difficult for him to forget, especially after the way I’ve been teasing him. A little smile here, a long gaze there. It’s become our little game, hasn’t it?

I like to catch him when he’s least expecting it—when he’s mowing his lawn or taking out the trash. The sun makes me feel powerful, highlighting every curve. My long legs, toned from years of yoga, catch his eyes first. Then there’s my body, the curves of my hips, the way my shorts cling just right, accentuating every inch. I know I’m the hot teasing neighbor, and I know Greg thinks so too. His wife is nice enough, but let’s be real—she doesn’t have what I have.

Today I made it even harder for him. I threw on a pair of tiny denim shorts, the kind that barely cover anything. The heat of the day made them cling to me, especially around my ass, just where I wanted them. And yes, my ass cheek was peeking out from under the hem. I knew he’d notice. How could he not? Every time I moved; it was a reminder of what he couldn’t stop thinking about.

And my top? I chose something loose, soft, and without a bra. The fabric skimmed my perfect breasts, leaving little to the imagination, especially when I walked out onto the porch. The heat made the outline of my nipples visible, so obvious that it was almost daring him not to stare at his hot teasing neighbor.

Hot teasing neighbor turns up the heat

“Hey, Greg,” I called, my voice casual but with just the right amount of invitation. “Could you help me with something inside? Won’t take long, I promise.”

He hesitated, glanced back at his house where his wife was probably somewhere inside, then looked back at me. I saw the moment he decided, the way his shoulders slumped as if he couldn’t help himself. And honestly, how could he? I was standing there in those short shorts, my bare legs seeming to go on forever, and my breasts teasing him with every slight movement.

I didn’t wait for his response; as his hot teasing neighbor I just turned and walked toward my door, knowing he’d follow. He had no choice. Not after weeks of watching, of wanting. As I stepped inside, I made sure to sway my hips more than usual.

Finally, following me inside it was like a switch turned on. There was nothing to stop us now. He grabbed me and we embraced each other for the first time kissing and letting our hands wander everywhere! With his passionate kisses, he helped me undo my shorts and they fell to the floor.

Quickly he turns me around and bends me slightly. He clings onto my soft supple breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples as I could feel his rock-hard cock pressed up on his hot teasing neighbor’s pussy. He enters me. So now, fucking me hard and harder my pussy begins to squeeze around his cock. Making me cum all over him just as he cums inside me. With such intensity, we almost fell over each other. I thanked him as he tucked his dick back in his pants, about to head home with my smell all over him. The smell of his hot teasing neighbor.

Let’s play soon.

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