My Hott Older Neighbor

I Had Been Feeling Under The Weather For Days.

I was curled up on my couch, wrapped in a blanket, when there was a knock at the door. Groaned not wanting to move, but the knocking persisted. Reluctantly, I got up and shuffled to the door, opening it to find my hott older neighbor, Mr. James, standing there with a pot of soup in his hands. He lived across the hall. He was very handsome, sweet, and lonely. “I heard you were sick, thought I’d bring you some soup,” he said, his deep voice sending shivers through my body. I thanked him and invited him in, and we sat down at my kitchen table. As we ate, I couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles flexed under his shirt, He was my older neighbor but he was also my very hott neighbor. The way his eyes lingered on me a little too long. “Thank you, Mr. Carter,”

I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his thumb tracing my bottom lip. I gasped as he leaned in and kissed me, his lips soft and insistent. I kissed him back, my body responding to his touch in a way I had never experienced before. He pulled away, his eyes dark with desire. “I want you, Emma and I am sorry if this is too forward,” he said, his voice thick with need. I nodded, my body aching for my neighbor. He stood up, pulling me to my feet, and led me to my bedroom. He pushed me down onto the bed, his eyes never leaving mine as he stripped off his clothes.

I Gasped As I Saw His Cock, Thick and Hard, Standing At Attention.

He grinned at me, his eyes filled with lust. “So you think you can handle an older guy like me?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. I nodded, my pussy aching with need. He climbed onto the bed, his hands roaming over my body, his fingers finding my wetness. He groaned as he slid a finger inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit in slow, deliberate circles. I moaned, my body arching towards him as he continued to work me with his fingers. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled, his voice filled with need. He pulled his fingers out of me, replacing them with his cock. I gasped as he filled me, my body stretching to accommodate him.

I cried out, my body tensing as I felt myself nearing the edge. I’ve had so many fantasy role plays about this moment with my older neighbor.I use to pretend to be his young virgin slut and that my hott older neighbor would burst through my door and fuck me until I came.  “Oh, James,” I moaned, my nails digging into his back. He grunted, his pace quickening as he chased his own release. I could feel him getting closer, his cock swelling inside me.”I’m going to come, Emma,” his voice strained. I nodded, my body tensing as I felt my own orgasm building. He thrust into me one last time, his cock pulsing as he came inside me.

My Older Neighbor Released His Load Inside Of Me

I cried out, my own orgasm crashing over me as I felt his hot seed filling me up. He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat. We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, before he rolled off me and pulled me into his arms. “You’re amazing, Emma,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my forehead. I smiled, feeling happier and more satisfied than I had in a long time.  “Thank you, James,” I said, snuggling closer to him. As we lay there, I couldn’t help but think that this was the start of something amazing. And I couldn’t wait to see where it would take us. “You know, Emma,” he said

“Your older neighbor is only across the hall and I think I have a few more soup recipes I could bring by this week.” He said while keeping eye contact. My heart fluttered. “I think I will need a few more soups definitely, you know, just to make sure.” I winked.  We sat and laughed for hours and talked about all of the times we passed each other in the hall and thought about all of the nasty things we would’ve done to each other.

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