My Neighbors Hot Son

My neighbors hot son groomed the garden. So I sip my breakfast tea as I look at my neighbor Shelly’s garden through the window. I hate my neighbor. A week ago, she accused me of letting my dog pee all over her lawn, and when I told her that I quite literally don’t own a single pet, she accused me of lying. So I have to admit that her garden is beautiful. It’s full of carnations in a variety of gorgeous colors, and it looks like something straight out of a gardening magazine.

So then my view gets even better when Ryan appears in the garden. My love for men will never escape me.

My body turns hotter at the sight of my neighbors 19-year-old hot son. So Shelly might be a psycho, but her son is one fine male specimen. And right now, he’s shirtless and flaunting his six-pack, which is glistening with sweat.

Just as I imagine licking the sweat off those abs, he looks up, catching me in the act of ogling him.

Shit. I blush. Can a hole swallow me up right now?

He mouths, Open your window.

Mindlessly, I obey him.

So I expect him to chew me out for staring at him like a creep, but he says, “Good morning, Miss Vanessa.”

“Good morning, Ryan.”

My neighbors hot son grins. “Enjoying the view from up there?”

My face must be the color of a red carnation. “Sorry — ”

“Why are you apologizing? I don’t mind you looking at me. In fact…” So he tugs at the waistband of his pants. “Let me show you how much I don’t mind.”

Making me gasp, he pulls down his pants and reveals his thick, fat cock, which has a bead of cum dangling from the tip.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve imagined this was your hand wrapped around my dick,” he says, gripping his manhood.

So I lick my lips. I admit, “You don’t know how many times I’ve imagined that too.” So impulsively, I open my robe, revealing my breasts, thank you very much.

My hot neighbors son gave me the chills.

“Fucking Christ,” Ryan says. “Your tits are immaculate.”

So I can’t help giggling. So I yank down my panties, exposing my wet sex. “Is my pussy immaculate as well?”

“Oh, it’s fucking perfection.” He tightens his grip on his cock, causing a bit of his precum to fall to the ground. I suppress a sigh. What a waste. If only his white seed could have landed in my mouth…

“I wish these were your fingers inside me,” I say, slipping two digits into my slit. I moan, tugging my fingers in and out of my sex.

So Ryan watches me like I’m a mesmerizing ballet. “God, you’re so sexy, Miss Vanessa. I bet your cunt tastes like the nectar of the gods.”

So my fingers get covered in the nectar of the gods as I continue finger-fucking myself. “I bet your cum tastes even better.”

My neighbors hot son groans, sliding his hand up and down his fat dick. So I groan with him, fingering myself to paradise.

His mother would lose her fucking mind if she saw us right now, and honestly, the thought just turns me on even more.

As he jerks himself, he watches my tits, enchanted by their bouncing movements. I resist the impulse to smirk. I may be older than him, but I still got it.

Then he comes first, spilling his hot white seed on the grass. Then I cry out, squirting on my hand.

So for a moment, we gaze at each other, both of us breathing hard.

“So you look like you’re thirsty,” I say. “Why don’t you come into my house and get something to drink?” I add, “Maybe some lemonade or nectar of the gods?”

So he smiles. “I would love to.”

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