Deb, the Naughty Neighbor
Deb smiled to herself as she bent over to weed her flowerbed, letting her flimsy silk robe ride up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of creamy thigh. The neighborhood boys and men would be out in their yards any moment now, mowing and trimming. And Deb was ready for them.
She languidly made her way around the borders, pausing to brush her blonde hair off her face, letting it fall in a curtain over one eye. Deb knew every move was being watched, and she reveled in it. She was their naughty neighbor MILF, the fantasy woman who haunted their dreams.
Sure enough, Deb soon heard the familiar rumble of lawn mowers firing up. She glanced up, catching the gaze of a handsome young man across the street. Jake, the 23-year-old son of her neighbors, the Smiths. He’d stopped by a few times to help Deb with errands, and she could tell he had a thing for her.
Jake fumbled with the mower, unable to take his eyes off Deb’s barely-covered curves as she worked. She felt his stare like a physical caress and arched her back in response.
“Morning, Jake!” Deb called in a throaty purr, sauntering over to the fence. “Isn’t it a lovely day?”
He gulped, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Y-yeah, Mrs. Jones. Real nice out.”
Deb chuckled. “Call me Deb, sweetie. We’re practically family, aren’t we?” She rested her elbows on the fence, pushing her ample cleavage toward him.
Jake nodded mutely, eyes glazing over. Deb reached out and tweaked his chin. “Cat got your tongue? Or maybe it’s something else?”
They both knew Deb was flirting shamelessly, but Jake was too overcome to protest. She had him completely under her spell.
“Why don’t you come inside for some fresh-squeezed lemonade?” Deb purred. “I could use a strong hand to help me… with a few things.”
Jake didn’t have to be told twice. He killed the mower and practically tripped over himself to follow Deb’s swaying hips into the house.
Before he even had the door closed, Deb had backed him against the wall, one thigh hiked up his hip. “I’ve seen the way you look at me,” she murmured against his ear. “Don’t think I don’t notice.”
“Deb, we shouldn’t…” Jake protested weakly even as his cock strained against his zipper.
“Shh,” she hushed, nibbling his earlobe. “Less talking. More touching.”
Deb took his hands and brazenly placed them on her full breasts, encouraging him to grope her. Jake’s eyes rolled back as he kneaded the heavy globes.
“Good boy,” Deb praised sultrily. “Touch me like you mean it. I know you’ve imagined this hundreds of times…”
Jake groaned, hips bucking into hers. Deb grabbed his belt and tugged his pants open, freeing his rigid erection. She pumped it languidly, thumb swirling around the tip.
“Fuck, Deb,” Jake gasped, head thunking against the wall. “You’re killing me…”
“That’s the idea,” she purred. Deb sank to her knees, taking him into her hot little mouth. Jake nearly screamed as her plush lips engulfed him.
“God, yes,” he grated, fingers fisting in her hair. “Just like that…”
Deb bobbed up and down his thick shaft, tongue laving the sensitive underside. She took him deep, swallowing around his cock, until his heavy balls slapped her chin.
Jake panted harshly, rocking into her mouth. Deb could feel him getting close. She pulled off with an obscene pop.
“Not yet,” she scolded playfully, giving his spit-slick cock a few pumps. “I’m not done with you.”
Rising, Deb grabbed Jake’s hand and led him to the bedroom, shucking off her flimsy robe on the way. She pushed him onto the bed, climbing astride his hips. Bracing her palms on his chest, Deb positioned his straining erection at her soaked entrance.
“Brace yourself,” she purred, and sank down on him in one smooth motion.
They both moaned at the sudden fullness. Deb began to ride him in earnest, pert ass jiggling with each bounce. Jake thrust up to meet her, his cock spearing into her tight heat.
“Deb, fuck,” he grunted, hands clenching on her hips. “You’re so tight… Gonna make me come so hard…”
“Then come for me,” she demanded, picking up the pace. “I want to feel you explode in my pussy.”
Jake obliged, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. Deb shuddered above him, pussy clamping down to milk him for every drop.
As they both came down, Deb collapsed onto his chest, nuzzling his neck. “Mmm, not bad for a quickie,” she purred. “But I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
She could feel Jake’s cock already stirring again inside her. Deb smiled to herself, looking forward to a long, hot afternoon of neighborhood fun.
