Sweet Rush: Dirty Little Diaries

NEIGHBOR’S TEMPTATION

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: NEIGHBOR'S TEMPTATION

I had been obsessed with Mrs. Elena Vargas for two years.

She was my neighbor’s mother, she's 42 years old, divorced, and built like a f*****g goddess. She had huge, heavy t**s that strained against every top she wore, a thick, round ass that jiggled when she walked in those tight yoga pants, and curves that made my teenage c**k ache every single time I saw her. Mrs. Vargas had that mature, sultry beauty. With full lips, dark wavy hair that fell down her back, and hips that swayed like she knew exactly what she was doing to every man in the neighborhood.

I was nineteen. Still living at home. Still a virgin. And every night, I jerked off thinking about her.

Tonight was no different.

I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading down my body as I tried to clear my head. But the second I closed my eyes, she was there. Elena. Bent over in her garden earlier today, that perfect ass pointed toward me as she pulled weeds. Her tank top had been low-cut, those massive t**s nearly spilling out.

My c**k hardened instantly, thick and heavy between my legs.

“f**k…” I muttered, wrapping my hand around my shaft.

I started stroking slowly, my eyes closed, with water running down my chest. In my mind, I was back in her backyard. She turned around and caught me staring. Instead of getting angry, she smiled that knowing smile and crooked her finger.

“Come here, baby,” she purred in my fantasy.

I imagined walking over. She pressed her body against mine, those enormous breasts squishing against my chest. They were so big, so soft. I grabbed two handfuls, squeezing them hard, feeling her n*****s harden against my palms.

“Ohhh yes,” Elena moaned. “You’ve wanted these t**s for so long, haven’t you?”

“Mmnn….yes.” I whimpered.

I stroked my c**k faster, twisting my hand around the head as precum leaked out.

In my head, I pulled her tank top down. Her massive breasts spilled free. They were heavy, with dark, stiff n*****s. I buried my face between them, motorboating those perfect t**s while she laughed softly and ran her fingers through my hair.

“Suck them,” she whispered.

I imagined latching onto one fat n****e, sucking hard while my hands kneaded her soft titflesh. She moaned loudly, arching her back, pushing more of her breast into my mouth.

My hand was pumping my c**k furiously now. The shower water mixed with my precum as I jerked faster.

Elena dropped to her knees right there in the backyard. She looked up at me with those dark, hungry eyes and wrapped her massive t**s around my throbbing c**k.

“f**k it, baby,” she begged.

I groaned out loud in the shower as I imagined sliding my d**k between those warm, soft pillows. She pressed her breasts together tightly, creating the perfect tunnel. I started thrusting, watching the head of my c**k disappear and reappear between her huge t**s. She leaned down and licked the tip every time it came up, swirling her tongue around it.

“f**k, Mrs. Vargas… your t**s feel so good,” I moaned in real life, my hand flying up and down my shaft.

In the fantasy, she smiled up at me. “You can c*m on them whenever you want, baby. Cover my big t**s with your load.”

I was getting close already. My balls tightened.

But I didn’t want it to end yet.

I imagined bending her over the garden bench. That fat, juicy ass up in the air, her p***y dripping and ready. I rubbed my c**k against her slick folds, teasing her.

“Please,” she whimpered. “f**k me. I need your young cock.”

I thrust into her hard.

Her p***y was tight, hot, and soaking wet. I grabbed her wide hips and started pounding her, watching her huge ass ripple with every brutal thrust. Her t**s swung heavily beneath her as I f****d her like an animal.

“Yes! Harder!” she screamed in my mind. “f**k your neighbor’s mom like the slut she is!”

I was stroking my c**k like a madman now, hips thrusting into my fist. The shower was filled with the wet sounds of my hand and my desperate moans.

I switched the fantasy again. Now she was riding me. Those massive t**s bouncing in my face as she slammed down on my c**k. I sucked on her n*****s while she rode me, her p***y gripping me so tightly.

“I’m gonna c*m,” I groaned loudly in the shower.

In my fantasy, Elena leaned down, pressing her t**s against my chest.

“c*m inside me,” she whispered. “Fill up my p***y. Please.”

That did it.

I exploded.

Thick ropes of c*m shot out of my c**k, painting the shower wall as I stroked through every powerful spurt. My legs shook. My vision went white. I kept cumming, imagining pumping load after load deep into Elena’s married p***y while she moaned my name.

When it finally ended, I was panting, leaning against the shower wall, c*m still dripping from my c**k.

I felt guilty for half a second.

Then I remembered the way her ass looked in those yoga pants this morning.

I smiled.

Tomorrow, I’d find another excuse to go next door.

I wasn’t done fantasizing about Mrs. Vargas yet.

Not even close.