My name's Alex. Nineteen. Still in college. And I'm standing in front of a run-down apartment complex that smells like cheap deodorant and leftover curry.
Why?
Because I got kicked out of my house for fucking my neighbor's wife.
Yeah. That happened.
Honestly... I kind of saw it coming.
Ever since the system activated, I'd been cursed and blessed at the same time. MILF Paradise System Activated—the notification still pinged in my head every time a woman over thirty was nearby—made every MILF in the neighborhood instantly obsessed with me. Every glance, every accidental brush, every flirtatious word... it was like I was some kind of magnet.
And apparently, it doesn't care about consequences.
She was a hot milf—late 30s, tight body, wild eyes—the kind of woman who knew exactly what she wanted. That day, she wanted me. Bad.
I was balls deep in round three when her husband walked in. No warning. No hesitation. Just me, her, and the pounding proof that the system made women do reckless, stupid shit.
He froze.
We locked eyes.
Then I ran.
Half-naked, pants barely on, dick still dripping. I could've fought him—I'm ripped, after all—but when your cock's out, pride takes a backseat.
He told my parents. They kicked me out without a second thought.
And honestly... can you blame them? The system doesn't just make women horny. It makes them desperate. And desperate women make poor decisions. Every milf in the neighborhood seemed to know exactly when I was home. They hovered outside my door, popping in under some flimsy excuse—"Hey, can you help me carry this?" or "I just need your opinion"—always flashing a look that promised more than help. Every glance, every brush of a hand, every sly smile was a reminder that the MILF Paradise System wasn't subtle. It didn't just make them horny... it made them impossible to resist.
So here I am — standing in front of some shady apartment building my friend told me about. It's the kind of place where weirdos live, but beggars can't be choosers. My savings are shit, and I've been living rent-free off my parents while fucking every married woman on the block.
Time to start over.
I stepped through the glass doors of the complex and bumped straight into someone.
"Hey, watch it," she snapped.
I looked up and immediately forgot how to speak.
She had that office-lady look — early 30s, long black hair, sharp eyes, white blouse unbuttoned just enough to show off serious cleavage. Her black blazer hugged her waist, and the short skirt and pantyhose were doing sinful things to her curves.
"...Sorry," I mumbled, eyes stuck on her body.
"You done staring?" she said, hand on her hip.
"Nothing. I mean—I wasn't—" I stammered, trying to move past her. But my body betrayed me.
I had a full-blown erection.
She noticed.
Her eyes dropped down, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise. Then, without thinking, she raised a hand to her lips... like she'd just discovered a secret she wanted to unwrap slowly.
I panicked.
"Sorry—gotta go!" I blurted and rushed toward the stairs. If I stayed a second longer, I would've ended up fucking her right there in the hallway.
I sprinted up to the fourth floor where my new place was. My bulge was still pressing hard against my jeans when I reached my door.
Just as I pulled out the keys, the apartment next to mine creaked open.
And then she stepped out.
Blonde. Tall. Hourglass body wrapped in a soft, one-piece maxi dress that hugged every curve. No bra — I could see the outlines of her nipples against the fabric. Her breasts bounced with every step, and that ass... God.
My dick throbbed again.
She noticed.
Her eyes lingered on the bulge, then slowly lifted to meet mine. She smiled, sultry and slow, pressing a finger to her lips.
"You must be the new neighbor," she said, voice like honey.
"Y-Yes, ma'am," I said, trying not to stare at her chest. "Nice to meet you."
She played with the strap of her dress, casually sliding it down her shoulder.
"Why don't you join me for lunch... once you've settled in?" she purred.
Her gaze dropped again to my crotch, then back to my face — like she already knew the answer.
"Sure," I said, barely keeping it together.
I stepped into my room and closed the door behind me.
No doubt about it — this apartment might be cheap, but it's already looking like the best decision I've ever made.
I first showered, and then got dressed—nothing fancy, just something easy to take off. I was just locking the door when I heard footsteps behind me.
"Hey, are you the new guy in this building?"
I turned.
Another milf.
Late twenties, maybe thirty. She had a lean, toned body in a tight two-piece bikini that left very little to the imagination. Not as stacked on top as the others, but her ass? Jesus. That thing was sculpted. Looked like she only did squats at the gym—and I'd give anything for her to squat on me.
She had a yoga mat rolled under one arm and a bottle of sunscreen in her other hand.
"Uh, yeah. That's me. Just moved in. I'm Alex."
"I'm Lily," she said with a bright smile. "I run the planning committee here. Just making sure you're settling in okay."
"Doing great so far," I grinned. "Where are you headed in that swimsuit?"
"To the rooftop pool."
"Wait—what? There's a pool up there?"
She blinked. "You didn't know?"
"No idea. I thought this place was a dump, but the perks keep stacking."
She giggled. "If you want to use the pool, you'll need to get your fingerprint registered for the rooftop security door. I can take care of that for you."
"You'd do that? Hell yeah. Thanks."
"Come on, I'll take you to the office downstairs. Won't take long."
She turned and walked ahead, and I swear her ass jiggled like it was trying to hypnotize me — and it was working.
"Hold the door!" a voice called.
We turned.
A man in a stiff office suit rushed over with a massive trolley bag. Looked like he was heading out for a business trip or something. He pushed past us into the elevator, and because it was tiny as fuck, Lily and I got shoved to the back wall.
I was behind her.
"Sorry," she said softly. "It's a small elevator. Hope you don't mind."
"Oh, not at all."
My dick, however, had opinions.
Her bikini-clad ass pressed tight against my jeans. The contact alone was enough to make me hard instantly. I tried to adjust subtly, but it was no use. My cock was fully poking against her ass.
She felt it.
Glanced back just slightly—enough to see the size of the problem pressing into her.
And she kept glancing... like she was tempted.
At the third floor, someone else joined us, and she pressed back harder—much harder. Now her back was flush with my chest. Her ass molded right into my crotch. Her hair smelled like vanilla and trouble.
God, the day had just started, and it was already fucking insane.
I wished the elevator had infinite floors — because I sure as hell wasn't ready for what came next.
Because this... was only the beginning.
As the elevator started going down from the third floor—after that other guy got in—there was this sudden clunk. The whole cabin shook, and then...
Dead stop.
Everything jerked, and Lily stumbled back—slamming against me hard.
Her yoga mat and sunscreen slipped from her arms, hitting the floor with a soft thud.
It was like God heard my prayers.
The lights went out next. Complete blackout. But I could still make out shapes in the dark — silhouettes. The other two dudes started pressing every button and trying the emergency phone.
"Guys, relax," I said. "Just breathe. It's probably nothing serious."
Thankfully, the air conditioning still worked, so it wasn't totally miserable. But me? I was too far gone. Lily's ass was pressing against me like it belonged there.
"I'm... scared," she said softly.
"Don't be," I whispered, both my hands sliding around her waist. "I'm right here. Nothing's gonna happen. Just stay close to me."
Her skin was so smooth, tight... I couldn't stop myself. She leaned into me more for support, and I tilted my head over her shoulder to check on her face — but I didn't move my hands. They just stayed on her waist, caressing, squeezing gently like it was instinct.
"Hey, it'll start soon," I said near her ear, though I prayed it wouldn't.
My cock was rock hard. Pressed up against her bikini-clad ass, throbbing.
And then I noticed her.
Even in the dark, I could tell — Lily was aroused. Breathing deeper. Lips slightly parted. And I hadn't even stopped moving my hands. I was stroking her waist like I owned it.
Then... she let out a soft moan.
"Ahhh..."
Fuck.
I tightened my grip on her waist. My hands moved with more hunger now — massaging, claiming.
She moaned again.
The other two guys were still panicking, talking to each other about how to get the elevator moving. But honestly? Their nightmare was my dream.
Fuck it, I thought.
I slid my hands up and wrapped them around her chest — like hugging her from behind, but with purpose. Her soft, warm breasts rested against my forearms.
"Lily... you okay?" I asked, pretending I was just being supportive.
She let out a sultry little, "Mmmh..."
That was all the permission I needed.
I pressed tighter, arms squeezing her tits. Another moan slipped out.
One of the guys turned. "Hey... what was that sound?"
I played it cool. "Probably something mechanical. This thing sounds like it's gonna fall apart."
Just then, the emergency line finally connected.
"Hey! We're stuck in the elevator," the guy from the third floor shouted. "Can someone fix this already?"
"Apologies, sir," came a crackly voice. "There's a technical issue. We're looking into it right now. Please remain calm."
The call ended. They started cursing out the building staff.
But I didn't care.
I turned my attention back to Lily. I couldn't risk her moaning again and blowing our cover. So I slid my right hand up, slipped two fingers into her mouth — soft, slow, teasing.
She didn't pull away.
She sucked.
Now, my fingers were in her mouth, and my other hand was on her boobs, consoling her in every way I could.
She tried to moan, but now those sounds were only for us — muffled by my fingers. She was sucking on them like her life depended on it. God, her mouth felt like heaven.
Damn... Thank you, Michael. I'll always be in your debt, I thought, silently thanking my friend.
Then the emergency phone rang. One of the guys picked it up and asked, "What's the situation?"
A second later, he slammed the receiver back down.
"Fuck. They said it's gonna take an hour, at least."
My happiness shot through the roof.
Lily sucked even harder on my fingers now.
I pulled them out slowly, my face still right beside hers, over her shoulder. Then — right in front of her — I licked those fingers clean. Every inch. She stared with her mouth open, breath caught. I slid them back into her mouth again, and she sucked on them like she'd missed them already. After a while, I switched — her mouth to mine. I wanted to taste her all over again.
Now there was no stopping me.
My hands dropped to her waist, and I leaned in, biting her left shoulder gently.
She let out a soft moan — "Aahhh..."
I froze. My fingers weren't in her mouth now. What if the guys heard?
But then I saw them. Both of them had earphones in — deep in their calls, laughing or talking to whoever they were headed to meet. I could even hear bits of their conversations leaking out, loud enough to cover Lily's moans.
That meant they couldn't hear her.
I was locked in now.
I bit her again — not so gently this time. Then I kissed her shoulder like it was the lips of Miss Universe.
She wasn't holding back anymore. Her moans came louder now. "Aahh..." "Hmmm..."
She was too far gone to stop.
My hands roamed back up from her waist to her chest. I started squeezing her boobs over the tiny bikini she wore — firm, smooth, and perfect. My fingers worked them slow, deep, greedy.
Her moans filled the elevator — but only for us to hear.
The other guys had their backs to us, facing the elevator door, wrapped in their own world, in the dark, talking to God-knows-who.
And I didn't care anymore.
I started squeezing her boobs harder now. She was leaning back over me, completely out of control.
Now I want to squeeze her nipples, I thought.
My hands slid over her bikini, caressing the edges — and then I slipped the top aside, baring her breasts. Now they were fully exposed... mine to do whatever I wanted.
I'm gonna fuck her so hard in this elevator, I thought. I'm gonna cum buckets.
I grabbed her bare boobs tighter now. The bikini top was pushed aside, hanging useless. My fingers found her nipples — they were rock hard already. Long, perky, perfect. The kind of nipples made to be licked raw.
I rolled them between my thumb and finger, squeezing and twisting like I owned them. The second I twisted, she let out a sharp moan — pain mixed with pleasure.
That moan gave me life.
I squeezed even harder.
My face was still beside her shoulder, close to her tilted neck. I bit the side of her neck now — harder this time. Then kissed, licked, and dragged my mouth up and down her skin. From her ear to her shoulder and back again. Over and over. Her body kept twitching with excitement beneath me.
How wet is she right now? I wondered. How would it feel sliding inside her raw, right here, right now?
But I wanted to enjoy every inch of her body first.
Still, the thought of fucking Lily in this elevator made my dick jolt like it wasn't already hard as steel.
It started to ache in my pants. I couldn't take it anymore.
I unbuttoned, unzipped — and pulled my dick out, letting it breathe in the cool air. I let it brush against Lily's ass, where the side of her bikini left her exposed. My dick was dripping with precum, and I let the tip smear against her skin.
She noticed. Her right hand moved behind her, blindly reaching. Then she wrapped her fingers around it.
She just held it there for a second... like she was trying to figure out how big it really was. God, her soft hand on my cock made me even hornier.
I let her hold it for a bit, but I couldn't hold back anymore.
While my fingers were still busy playing with her nipples, I gently pushed her hand away.
Then, I slid my dick under her bikini from one side, letting it come out the other — so it was nestled right beneath her, pressing against her bare ass under the cloth.
I kept it there.
Right where it was supposed to go soon.
I started kissing her back now — slow, wet kisses from her neck all the way down to her waist. I licked every part of her like I was claiming it. She arched her back, letting me work her spine, offering herself without a word.
But I couldn't stop thinking about her boobs.
Those melons were made to be feasted on. Big, soft, juicy — it'd be a crime not to suck every inch of them.
The other motherfuckers in the elevator were still busy with their calls. Good. I wanted them to stay that way.
I grabbed Lily by the shoulders, turned her around gently, and as I did, I pulled my dick back out from under her bikini. It swung free, throbbing. While turning her, I slipped my arms around her and pulled her into me — her bare chest pressed tight against mine. My cock, fully hard now, was pointing straight up, rubbing against her stomach.
It was already wet with precum... and now it smeared onto her soft belly.
We were locked front to front. Tight.
I was taller than her, so she looked up at me in the dark — just barely, but I could see her eyes.
Then she looked down... like she was shy. Embarrassed.
I reached out and lifted her chin gently. Her lips parted slightly. But suddenly, she leaned in and hid her face in my chest, pressing herself into me.
That one gesture made me even hornier.
Now, my entire focus shifted to her boobs — standing tall and begging to be sucked.
I lowered my face and began kissing them slowly, licking all over the soft round curves. My tongue traced every inch of her skin. I was in heaven.
Then I cupped both of her breasts from below and brought her nipples to my mouth. I sucked on them like I hadn't eaten in days. She moaned like there was no tomorrow — breathy, high-pitched, desperate. That sound fed my hunger. I sucked, licked, and tasted her like a starving man.
Then I bit down on one nipple — hard.
I didn't let go.
She gasped and wrapped both arms around my neck, pulling me even closer, making me bite down deeper.
She was drowning in pleasure, even through the pain.
I kept switching, biting both nipples one by one — her body squirming, her nails digging into my back.
She was so turned on now, she reached down and started stroking my dick — slow, teasing strokes like she was inviting me inside her.
She bit her lip, looking up at me like she was ready.
I wrapped my left arm around her waist, pulling her tight against me. Then with my right hand, I slid two fingers down and pressed over her bikini — right against her pussy, just to feel how wet she was.
She was soaked.
Even through the fabric, I could feel it — soaked like Niagara Falls. I traced her pussy lips through the bikini, teasing and pressing just enough to drive her insane.
Her moans grew louder.
"Don't tease me anymore," she whispered in my ear.
Her breath, warm against my skin, made my cock twitch even harder.
"Give it to me," Lily whispered in my ear.
Her warm breath sent shivers down my spine, and her hand kept stroking my cock like it belonged to her — like she'd owned it forever.
I slid my fingers under her bikini, slow and teasing after rubbing her from the top. They slipped beneath the fabric, down into the soft little forest between her legs. She wasn't fully shaved — and honestly? I loved it. The texture, the warmth... my fingers played with those soft strands like they were part of the prize.
Then I found her clit.
I rubbed it gently.
"Ahhhh," she moaned — and bit the side of my neck, trembling with need.
"Don't tease me anymore," she whispered again, her voice soaked in desperation.
I wanted to fuck her so hard right then. But I wanted to feel her even more.
I slid two fingers — middle and ring — deeper inside her, slow and careful, letting her feel every inch as I pushed in. Her pussy clamped around my fingers instantly. She moaned louder now. Way louder. But thankfully, the other guys were still off in their own damn worlds, talking into their phones like idiots.
I started fingering her gently, finding that rhythm — the one that made her melt.
She started stroking my dick faster in return, her hand tightening around my shaft like she was trying to control it.
But I stopped.
Leaning into her ear, I whispered, "Pull down your bikini."
She gave me that lewd look again, like she'd been waiting for that command. She stopped stroking me, then reached down and started lowering her bikini bottom. There wasn't much space in the elevator, so she couldn't pull it all the way down — just enough for access.
"Now put it in... please," she whispered again.
That soft, needy voice in my ear almost made me explode.
I grabbed my dick, smeared the precum over the tip, and rubbed it along her soaked pussy lips.
She moaned so damn hot, it felt like even a dead guy's dick would twitch hearing her.
I kept rubbing up and down, slow and deliberate. Her pussy was so wet — my cock and her lips were sliding against each other like they were already joined. We were both dripping. Drenched in our own need.
I started teasing her by pressing the tip inside, just slightly — and then pulling back again.
That drove her insane.
She was squirming, whimpering. I couldn't take it either.
I had to feel her. I had to be inside.
We were sweating now. Both of us. Her forehead brushed mine. Our cheeks touched. We were practically trembling.
And then — I pushed in.
Just the tip at first.
She gasped, her breath shaky and fast.
I held her close. Her arms wrapped tight around me. Her face tucked into my neck like I was the only thing keeping her grounded.
And then — I pushed deeper.
Halfway in.
She moaned louder — raw and breathless. Even though she was a MILF, her pussy gripped me like she'd never been stretched like this. Tight. Wet. Heavenly.
Then I pushed all the way in.
"Aahhh," I moaned into her ear, biting down gently on her shoulder.
She clung to me like I was her whole world. Desperate. Shaking.
In that moment, we were completely connected — pressed together chest-to-chest. My cock fully inside her, standing upright from the front. Not even a strand of air could fit between us.
There was no turning back now.
We were still locked together in that tight, lewd position in the elevator. I started moving my hips slowly, gently thrusting in and out, letting her feel every inch of my cock with each stroke.
She held on tight, arms wrapped around my back, her body trembling each time I pushed in deep. My cock was buried inside her tight pussy, and every thrust felt like heaven.
She looked up at me, eyes filled with lust, biting her lower lip like she was challenging me to lose control.
I leaned in and kissed her.
She didn't pull away — she kissed back even harder. Tongues tangled. Lips crashing. It felt like our mouths had been waiting for this moment forever.
While our lips were locked, I kept thrusting slowly — steady, deep strokes that made her moan into my mouth. Her juices were dripping down to my balls. Everything about her body was turning me on more and more.
I picked up the pace. My hips slammed into her body harder now — deeper, rougher. Her pussy was swallowing me, clenching tighter with every thrust. My cock could feel every inch, and it was going wild.
Then I left her lips and went straight for her nipples.
They were rock-hard. I bit them tight — couldn't help it. I wanted to devour her.
She moaned like crazy, biting her own lip to muffle the sounds, but it only made me more reckless.
Her body was insane. Thick where it needed to be — those wide hips, that full ass. Just thinking about it made my cock twitch.
I started thrusting even faster. Her legs began to shake.
"It hurts," she whispered, struggling to breathe.
"But don't stop... please fuck me harder," she begged in the same breath, desperate.
I shoved my dick deeper. Harder. Faster. The elevator filled with the sound of skin slapping.
The other fuckers were still on their calls — clueless and distracted. Perfect.
I leaned down and licked her tits again — soft, juicy melons that deserved to be worshipped.
But then a new urge hit me.
I wanted to fuck her from behind.
I wanted that big, fat ass rubbing against my cock while I buried myself in her pussy.
"Turn around, Lily," I whispered.
I pulled out, gave her a little space, and she turned — slowly, teasingly. Her ass came into full view.
God damn.
Just seeing that thing made my cock jump back to full strength like it had a second life.
I let my cock rest between her ass cheeks for a second, rubbing along her slick pussy lips from behind. Then she reached one hand behind her, found the tip, and guided it in — like she couldn't wait another second.
Then I grabbed her waist — and slammed my cock back in.
Thrust after thrust, I buried myself deeper. Her pussy took me in like it was made for me. Her soft, perfect ass bounced with every stroke, brushing against me. That feeling alone almost made me lose it.
I stared at her ass, hypnotized.
I want to fuck her in the ass so bad, I thought. That tight hole... that perfect ass...
The temptation was eating me alive. That tight hole, untouched. My cock wanted to explore it so bad. But for now — I kept fucking her pussy.
"I'm about to cum," she whispered, leaning back into me. "Please... don't stop."
As if I was gonna stop.
I started thrusting harder than ever. Each stroke deeper than the last. Her moans filled the elevator, high-pitched and wild. But in the back of my mind... all I could think about was pulling out and ramming into her ass.
I was losing it.
But then — she came.
Her body tensed. Her pussy clenched around my cock, flooding it with juices. It dripped down my shaft, warm and sticky.
I could feel it all.
And that wetness? It gave me a second wind.
I grabbed her hips tighter and pounded harder. I was right there.
"I'm coming, Lily," I whispered.
"Come inside me," she moaned, voice lewd and desperate.
That was it.
I erupted inside her, shooting deep. My dick throbbed, unloading in heavy pulses.
"Ahhh, Lily..." I groaned into her back as I kept cumming, hips twitching.
I kept cumming for what felt like forever. We were both covered in sweat. She leaned backward slightly, still bent, and I leaned over her from behind to kiss her lips.
Then — slowly — I pulled out. My cock was dripping, still hard, and I wasn't done yet.
I started rubbing the tip on her asshole.
It was so tight... untouched.
She tensed up.
"Hey... not there, please," she said, a little alarmed.
But then she looked back at me with that same horny look in her eyes."Just don't push it in..." she whispered, biting her lip.
I didn't stop.
That was enough of a green light. I kept rubbing the head gently on her back door.
"It'll hurt... my asshole's so tight, Alex," she whispered again — but in that same lewd voice that told me she wasn't totally against it.
I couldn't stop.
I kept rubbing her asshole with my tip, pressing in just enough to feel the pressure. All I could think about was how it'd feel to shove my cock deep inside that tight hole.
Just feeling the pressure of her asshole on my tip was making my cock twitch again.
Damn... that tight asshole was begging me to go in with every rub. Twitching. Clenching. Lily was moaning, and her moans made me want to shove my cock deep inside her ass even more.
Fuck, I could only imagine how good it would feel — my hard cock buried in her tight, virgin hole.
I pressed the tip against her again, slow and gentle... but that thing resisted. Tight as hell.
I tried again.
She looked back at me — no words this time. Just biting her lip, making that lewd, fucked-out expression like she wanted to be ruined. That look alone almost made me cum before I even got inside her ass.
I gripped her fat cheeks and spread them wider, trying to get in. My cock was slick — soaked in our juices — but even that wasn't enough. Her ass was just too tight.
I pushed harder — just the tip. It slipped in a little.
"Ahhhhhh," she moaned — louder than before. That one moan hit different. The kind that makes your balls tighten. Just the tip made her lose it.
Then she leaned back and whispered in the dirtiest voice ever: "It hurts, Alex... put it all the way in... aahhh..."
Fuck.
Those words were all I needed. My cock pulsed like crazy. I tried again, inch by inch — but it was still too tight.
And just then — the elevator shook.
We both froze. The emergency phone rang.
The guy from the third floor picked it up.
"They're restarting it. Five minutes. Lights will be back any second," he said casually.
Fucking hell.
Just when Lily gave me permission to shove my cock in her ass, the damn elevator decided to come back to life.
We scrambled. I pulled out. Her ass was still smeared with cum, and my dick was rock hard. We adjusted our clothes, tried to look normal.
Moments later, the lights flicked on, and the elevator started moving. We hit the ground floor. Ding.
All of us walked out like nothing happened. The technician standing there apologized politely, but I wasn't even listening.
I was just thinking...
Fuck. I was seconds away from living the dream — fucking Lily's tight ass.
The two other guys walked off, and Lily took me toward the office room for my fingerprint scan.
There was one man already waiting there — probably for some building business. Lily greeted him quickly and said, "Please wait outside, I'll be with you in a few minutes."
He nodded, and we both stepped into the room, alone.
She closed the door behind us.
"Alex... I don't know what came over me," she said quietly. "I think it was a mistake."
I didn't let her finish.
I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close.
"Lily... come on. We both know we enjoyed every second of that. Don't feel guilty."
"But if my husband finds out..." she said, her voice full of tension.
I leaned in.
"No one's gonna find out. And be honest... when was the last time he made you feel that good?"
She didn't answer right away.
Instead, she looked down, a little sulky.
"He doesn't even have time for me anymore..." she said softly.
"Hey, come here... I'm with you," I said, pulling her closer, trying to calm her down.
"I don't remember the last time I felt this good..." she admitted, voice low.
I leaned in and kissed her.
She kissed back — harder. Her hands reached down and started rubbing my cock over my pants.
She was still horny. And fuck... I still wanted to fuck her ass. My dick was rock hard.
I grabbed her fat ass from behind as we kept kissing. I started squeezing those enormous cheeks. She was still in heat — hips swaying, breath heavy.
But then the guy waiting outside shouted, "Hey, are you guys done? I'm in a hurry!"
We paused.
Lily leaned into my ear and whispered, "Alex... I live on the sixth floor. Come to my room later."
My hands were still trying to spread her ass cheeks when she whispered the next part:
"I'll let you fuck me in the ass... however you want."
Fuck.
Those were the exact words I needed. I was burning up inside — but we couldn't risk it here. It was a public building. We pulled away just in time.
I did my fingerprint scan stuff, gave Lily one last glance, and started heading back to my apartment.
The elevator was still being looked at by the technician — probably checking for leftover damage or whatever. So I took the stairs.
That's when I remembered...
Damn — that MILF next door had invited me for lunch. I was late.
And just thinking about her in that tight maxi dress made my cock twitch all over again.
"Wow... dick, you don't rest, huh?" I muttered under my breath.
I took the stairs, still sweaty from the elevator action with Lily. But I was smiling to myself, still thinking about her thick ass and what she'd promised me for later.
By the time I hit the 4th floor, I was ready to unlock my door — but just then, the MILF next door came out.
Voluptuous as hell.
She was wearing that tight, one-piece white maxi dress again. No bra underneath — and it showed.
She smiled at me with that same lusty look. "You took a long time... I was waiting for you," she said.
"Got stuck in the elevator," I said, trying not to look too wrecked. "I'm a mess. Sweating like hell. Might take a shower first."
She tilted her head playfully. "Ohhh... the last tenant said the shower in that apartment didn't work. If it's still broken, you're welcome to use mine," she offered, all casual — but the tone in her voice was anything but innocent.
"Wait, really?" I asked, though I already knew my answer.
I rushed inside to check — and yeah, shower wasn't working. Tub was fine... but why bother?
I grabbed my towel and stepped right back out.
"You were right. Can I really use yours?" I asked, just for formality.
She smiled and stepped aside, waving me in. "Of course. Come in."
"I'm Alex, by the way."
She gave a soft chuckle. "Tiffany. Nice to finally meet you properly."
I walked into her apartment, and the second she turned around, my jaw nearly dropped.
Her ass... goddamn.
It wasn't as tight as Lily's, but those curves? Dangerous.
I wanted to pull my cock out right there and start rubbing it against that fat ass, cum all over her maxi dress. No shame.
Her boobs were massive — way bigger than Lily's. No bra. No attempt to hide it.
Her nipples were poking out clearly, and her areolas were visible right through the dress.
And the way she was looking at me?
Like she wanted to swallow my cock whole.
I couldn't take my eyes off her in that tight white dress. The way it hugged her curves — fuck. My dick hadn't softened at all since Lily. And now? It was getting even harder.
She glanced down and clearly noticed the bulge. When our eyes met again, she just smiled — slow and sultry — like she liked that I was hard for her.
I cleared my throat, trying to play it cool. "Uh... where's the bathroom?"
She pointed down the hallway, still smiling. "Second door to the right."
I headed in. The lock on the door was busted — didn't even click shut. But I didn't care.
From outside, she called out, "If you want, leave your sweaty clothes in there. I can throw them in the wash for you."
I could tell she wasn't just being polite. She wanted me to undress. And who was I to say no?
"Thanks," I called back.
I stripped off my clothes and dropped them in the laundry basket. My cock was already hard again just thinking about her — that tight dress, those huge tits, those curves. Fuck.
I stepped into the shower, turned on the water, and let it run down my body. Tried to cool off. Tried to reset.
But then I saw it.
A pair of panties sitting on the edge of the sink. Her panties. Lacy, dark blue. Still warm.
My cock twitched to full strength instantly.
Without even thinking, I grabbed them and started stroking. Slow, long strokes — imagining her in that dress, bending over. Her tits spilling out. Her mouth on my cock. Fuck...
Eyes closed, lost in the moment.
But then — I felt something.
I wasn't alone.
I opened my eyes slowly...
She was standing there in the doorway — watching me jerk off with her panties in my hand.
And she wasn't shocked.
She was smiling.
She looked at me, head tilted slightly, voice low and lewd.
"Were you imagining me?"
I froze mid-stroke, caught red-handed.
She walked a little closer.
"Hey... don't stop," she said, almost teasing. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left my panties in there."
"Yeah..." I said, breath heavy. "I got hard just thinking about you and... I needed to relieve myself."
She bit her lip, then slowly pulled down one strap of her tight dress, letting it slide off her shoulder.
"It must be hurting, right? Your dick?" she said, her voice sultry as fuck. "Let me take care of it. It's my fault you're this hard, after all."
She stepped toward me — that tight, voluptuous body of hers straining against the white maxi dress. Her thick cleavage jiggled with every step, and that fat ass of hers... God. It bounced with the kind of sway that made you want to grab it with both hands and never let go.
I turned off the shower.
She came right up to me — slow, smooth, eyes locked on mine — then bent down, picked her panty off my cock, and casually tossed it aside.
"You don't need that," she whispered.
Then she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail — sexy as hell — and dropped to her knees in front of me.
She was face to face with my dick now, her breath warm on the tip. Her lips curled into that filthy smile as she stared at it, then back at me, without breaking eye contact.
She grabbed it gently with one hand and started stroking. Slow. Warm. Teasing.
That look on her face... pure fucking lust.
"You got this hard just thinking of me, huh?" she asked.
"Yes... I did," I said, voice low, nearly growling.
Her soft hand kept working my shaft, smooth and slow, making me throb with every stroke.
"You're so hard," she whispered, her voice dripping with heat. "Like you wanna cum buckets."
"You like that?" she asked, sluttily, still stroking me with that soft touch.
"Fuck yes, Tiffany... don't stop... ahhh..."
My cock was right in front of her lips now, throbbing, pulsing. Then — without saying a word — she stuck out her tongue and gently licked my tip.
"Ahhh..." I let out a breath. Her tongue was warm, soft, slick — fuck, it felt good.
She licked all around the tip, slow and thorough, teasing every sensitive spot she could find. Then she opened her mouth wider and wrapped her lips around it, sucking gently — but with purpose.
Slurp. Slurp.
Her mouth worked my tip like she was starving, and still — still — her eyes were locked on mine the whole damn time.
Then she moved down my shaft, licking every inch like she was savoring it. When her lips finally wrapped around my full length, she pushed it deeper, sliding it in and out, sucking it like it was the last meal she'd ever have.
At one point, she shoved the whole thing down her throat and held it there — no breathing, no flinching — just her eyes staring up at me like a cock-hungry goddess.
"Fuuuuck," I moaned.
She pulled back — my cock dripping with her saliva — then leaned in and spat directly on it, letting the thick string of spit run down my shaft. She smeared it with her hand, stroking me again, lubing it up good. Then she went right back in — mouth only this time — hands on my thighs for support, bobbing her head with perfect rhythm.
She was a pro.
I couldn't help it — I put my hands on her head, fingers tangled in her blonde ponytail, and helped guide her as she sucked every damn inch of my cock like she owned it.
Man... her mouth felt like some deluxe Hoover vacuum — warm, tight, relentless. I was drowning in pleasure, every inch of my cock pulsing with the need to fuck her throat raw.
She sucked like a goddess. My cock started twitching hard — she knew I was close.
It wasn't my fault. She was that good.
Then she pulled my cock out of her mouth, still stroking it, her lips glossy with spit.
"Yeah... cum all over my face... ahhh," she moaned, her voice dripping with filth.
"Fuck, Tiffany... I'm gonna cum. Don't stop," I groaned.
She started stroking faster — perfect rhythm, perfect grip — like she knew exactly how to make me blow.
"Ahhhh..." I growled as I exploded. Thick ropes of cum shot across her face, one after the other. Her lips. Her cheek. Her chin.
And then — before I was even done — she opened wide and sucked me back into her mouth.
My cock kept throbbing, shooting more cum right into her throat. Warm, pulsing, messy.
She swallowed like a pro, taking every drop.
Her face was a fucking mess — my cum dripping down her cheeks — and she looked up at me like the sluttiest angel I'd ever seen. And that view? Made me cum again.
"Ahhh—fuuuck..."
She didn't stop. She kept my cock in her mouth, sucking every last bit. Then pulled it out, gave it a few more strokes, and opened her mouth to show me.
Her tongue was covered in my cum. She played with it, swirling it around slowly, teasing me even more.
Then she brought her fingers up to her face, wiped up the leftover cum, and sucked it off one by one — like she was tasting icing. Every drop. Gone.
And she drank it all. Every single drop.
She stared into my eyes the whole time, licking her lips, like she wanted even more.
Then I took my cock from her hand and slapped it on her face — hard. Smacked her cheeks, her lips, again and again — claiming her like she was mine.
"Ahhh... I like that..." she moaned, sticking out her tongue like she wanted to be punished more.
I kept slapping it on her mouth, trying to get my cock hard again. And fuck... it was working.
She leaned in and gave my half-hard shaft slow, soft licks, cleaning up every bit of leftover cum with her tongue. She was thorough.
I was in heaven.
Once she was done, I helped her up and pulled her close. We stepped under the shower together — water pouring over us.
Her white maxi dress clung to her body like a second skin, now soaked completely. I could see everything — her curves, her nipples, her waist. That figure was made for sin.
That was the kind of body that needed to be fucked day and night... and still wouldn't be enough.
My cock got hard all over again just looking at her.
She noticed.
I grabbed both her wrists and held them above her head, locking them in place with one hand. Then I leaned in and kissed her under the running water.
This time, it was my turn to take control.
After kissing her deep, wet, and slow, and once my cock was hard again, I turned her around and pulled her tight against me.
Her wet dress clung to her body like glue — and that ass? It looked even bigger soaked. My eyes were locked on it.
I pressed myself against her from behind, rubbing my cock up and down the side of her thick ass. Not between her cheeks — just along one side. The way her skin felt under the wet fabric made me even harder.
I could see her grey panties through the sheer fabric now.
Those curves were criminal.
I wanted to bury my face between her cheeks and lose myself. Just fuckin' devour her.
I kept rubbing my cock on her soaked ass, sliding it up and down, letting her feel all of it. She moaned softly, grinding back against me, twitching every time my shaft brushed over her crack. Her head tilted just enough to glance back at me — eyes lusty, needy.
That look on her face?
Fuck. I couldn't hold back anymore.
I spun her back around to face me, lifted her dress from the bottom, and started peeling it off her soaked body. Inch by inch, up over those hips, those tits, her shoulders — until she was standing there in nothing but those see-through wet panties.
Goddamn.
Her huge tits were finally free — nipples already hard, skin glistening, wet hair sticking to her shoulders.
I looked her in the eye.
"Take off your panties," I said, voice low.
She didn't say a word — just slid them down slowly and tossed them aside.
Now she was completely naked in front of me. Soaked. Dripping. Voluptuous.
And fuck... all mine.
I pulled her close — tightly — our wet bodies pressing together, chest to chest, cock pressed right against her lower stomach. Her tits mashed up against my chest, her thighs soft and thick against mine.
Damn... I wanted to just bend her over, and fuck that fat, wet ass until she screamed my name. The way her slick body pressed against mine, dripping and hot — it drove me fucking crazy.
I could feel every inch of her.
And I wanted to feel even more.
I couldn't take it anymore. The view of her naked, wet, voluptuous body was doing something to me. I just wanted to sin. Her wrists were still pinned by me. Her face—damn—it looked so lewd I almost came just looking at her.
I let go of her hands, grabbed my cock, and started rubbing it on her belly. Damn, she was thick exactly where she needed to be. I smeared some of the leftover cum from earlier on her skin, dragging my shaft up and down, teasing myself on her softness.
Then I slid my cock between her thighs, closer to her pussy, and started fucking her inner thighs. So soft. So juicy. My cock was brushing against her pussy lips with every thrust. I gripped her waist and kept going, the slick warmth driving me mad.
"Ahh..." She was going wild—this was turning her on even more. And me? I was loving every second of it. Her inner thighs were soaked, slippery, heated from more than just the water.
That's it. That's all I could take.
I spun her around and slapped her ass. SMACK. "Aaahhh!" she moaned, voice shaky and desperate. I kept spanking her until it turned red—God, that ass. I was gonna be inside her real soon.
She couldn't wait either. She braced herself against the shower glass, arching her back, presenting herself like she knew exactly what I wanted. And she was right. That was all I wanted.
I grabbed her hips, spread her legs, and stared. That fat, dripping ass... Her pussy glistened, ready, trembling. My cock twitched at the view, throbbing with anticipation, desperate to be buried deep inside her.
I lined up my shaft, rubbing the head along her slick folds from behind. She was shaking now, legs barely holding her up. All she wanted was to be filled.
"Ahh... put it in, please... I beg you," Tiffany moaned, her voice breaking.
But I wasn't done teasing.
I pushed just the tip of my cock into her tight, dripping pussy—then pulled it out. Again. And again.
She started losing it. Her moans filled the bathroom, echoing off the tiles, high-pitched and desperate. Every time the head popped in and slipped out, she twitched.
"Ahhh—Alex! Stop teasing... just fuck me already..."
Her pussy was soaking, begging for it. Each time I slipped the tip in, her walls clenched tight, like they didn't want to let go.
Then she reached one hand back and grabbed my cock, trying to force it in. I held back. I wanted to dominate her, to make her need it even more.
So I dropped to my knees. Her ass was bent right in front of me—dripping, needy—and that pink pussy in full view. I stuck my tongue out and dove in.
She gasped.
I licked like a beast, spreading her ass cheeks wide and tongue-fucking her soaked pussy. She was already dripping, couldn't stop squirming, couldn't stop moaning. I lapped at her like she was a gourmet meal, every whimper from her mouth making my cock ache.
"Alex... don't tease me anymore... please just fuck me," she begged.
My dick was thinking the same thing.
I stood up, lined it up again—and this time, she reached her hand back, guiding me in.
I pushed my cock inside her slowly, feeling every inch, and she cried out in pure pleasure.
"Yes... fuck me..."
Her hands were pressed to the glass, tits squished against it, ass bouncing as she threw it back to take more of me. Watching my dick slide in and out from behind... that view was sinful. I gripped her hips tighter and started thrusting harder—then harder.
Her hands slipped from the glass, and she just let her tits press against it. Then she reached back and spread her ass cheeks herself.
Fuck. I was deep inside this voluptuous MILF, with that insane ass and those sexy moans. It was so fucking lewd. I felt like I could explode just from the sight of it.
Then I lifted one of her legs up and kept fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She took every thrust—every second of it—with breathless moans and eyes full of lust.
But I wanted more.
I couldn't just ignore that thick, sexy ass. Not after how close I'd gotten to slipping into Lily's tight little asshole before. I needed to fuck her ass.
Without a word, I grabbed her waist, spun her around, and bent her down on all fours. She arched her back perfectly—like she knew exactly how to make my cock throb. Her ass was sticking out in the perfect doggy position, glistening wet, juices still dripping from her pussy.
She kept glancing back at me, lips parted, knowing damn well what was about to happen.
I knelt down, not letting my knees touch the floor, and started rubbing my cock against her asshole.
"You... you gonna fuck my ass?" she asked, a mix of fear and filthy desire on her face.
Even she knew how big I was—and what could happen if I went all the way in.
"I'm gonna destroy your asshole, Tiffany," I growled, still teasing her twitching hole with my tip.
"Your dick is so big, Alex... my ass won't be able to handle it," she whimpered.
"It's gonna take every inch of this hard cock," I said, pushing my tip against her tight hole.
She moaned wildly. She wanted it. She was scared—but fuck, she wanted it bad.
"Damn, you're tight," I groaned as I pushed harder. Just the head barely slipped inside.
"Ahh! It's so big—I'm gonna die!" she cried out, her voice soaked in lust.
I used her pussy juices as lube, rubbing them along her ass, and shoved in again. A little deeper this time.
She couldn't stop trembling, her body shaking with a mix of pain and pleasure. I spread her cheeks wider, holding her open, determined to claim her fully.
Still hovering on my knees, I gritted my teeth and pressed harder.
"Put it in... fuck... put it all in," she begged.
I slammed forward. She cried out—but I didn't stop. Halfway in now, I started sliding in and out, trying to loosen her up. She was pushing back into me like a madwoman, craving more.
"I'm gonna fuck your tight little hole so damn good, Tiff."
"Oh yeah... do it," she moaned, biting her lip. "Fuck me hard..."
Finally, with one last thrust, I buried myself all the way in—balls pressed tight against her ass, my cock fully locked inside her.
And I started thrusting.
Slow, deliberate strokes at first—just to feel every squeeze of her tightness. Her ass was so snug it felt like it was made just for me.
Damn, that view. I was in heaven.
I kept pounding her, faster, harder, until I couldn't take it anymore—and I came. Deep inside her ass. Filling her up with everything I had.
"Ahh... fuck," I groaned.
Her body twitched, her mouth hung open in a silent scream.
When I pulled out, I looked down at what I'd done to her ass.
Wrecked. Beautiful.
Even though I'd already busted like a damn animal, my dick was still hard — throbbing, dripping, begging for more. So I shoved it right into her pussy, not wasting a second.
I dropped to my knees and took her from behind. My hands spread her fat ass wide as I slammed into her harder and harder, my thrusts getting deeper, rougher, more brutal. My cum was dripping from her asshole, trailing down between her cheeks with every thrust — the sight alone made me even harder as I slammed into her.
Her legs wouldn't stop shaking. She was completely overwhelmed — no man had ever taken her like this. I owned her completely. That pussy was mine now, and she knew it. She'd tasted what my cock could really do — the real strength I'd been holding back.
"I'm gonna cum, Alex... aaahhh... Fuck... I'm cumming!" she cried out like a sweet little slut begging for permission.
"Let it all out, babe," I growled, slamming harder. Her face was against the floor now, her belly nearly touching the tiles, her thick ass high in the air — she couldn't even hold herself up anymore. I'd fucked the strength out of her.
She came hard — moaning like crazy — her juices gushing out all over me, soaking the floor. I kept going. I didn't stop. I pulled out just to see the squirt — it was fucking beautiful. Her pussy sprayed like a fountain, and that slick mess just made my cock come back to life like it had been reborn.
I wasn't done yet.
I turned her over, lifted her legs up, and spread them wide. Her pussy was still twitching, still dripping. I lined up and shoved my dick back in, deep and slow — just to watch her face twist with lust. Her lips parted in a silent gasp. She looked ruined. Broken. Horny beyond belief.
And I was just getting started.
I leaned over her, grabbed her wrists, pinned them above her head, and started thrusting slow — deep, powerful strokes that made her gasp every single time. Her tits bounced with every movement, slick with water, her nipples hard as fuck.
I started kissing her in that position, taking in every moan, swallowing them with my mouth.
Then I went all in— held her legs back and pounded her deeper than before. The sound of skin slapping echoed through the bathroom like thunder. My balls slammed against her ass with every thrust, and her moans turned to screams as she got lost in it again.
Without pulling out, I lifted her.
Carried her to the bedroom.
I laid her down on the bed — ass right at the edge — and went back in, this time with her legs over my shoulders. She wrapped her arms around me, pulled me close like she couldn't get enough.
"You're mine now, Tiffany," I muttered, staring into her dazed, drooling face.
"Yours... all yours..." she whispered, totally gone.
I didn't slow down. I kept fucking her like she was mine—because she was. Her moans turned to cries, her body trembling as I drove into her one last time.
Then I pulled out, laid back on the bed, and told her, "Your turn. Do the heavy lifting now."
She climbed on top, carefully guided my dick back into her soaking pussy, and sat on me. Then she went wild.
Her boobs, her curves — fuck, she looked so goddamn good riding me. She started bouncing like crazy, taking every inch, grinding that delicious ass against my hips like she was trying to break me.
Then suddenly — a phone rang.
It was her phone. Right on the bedside table next to my head.
She leaned over me to check it, her chest pressing tight against mine. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, holding her there like I never wanted to let go.
"Who is it?" I asked, still thrusting up into her.
She froze, eyes wide. "It's my husband," she whispered, alarmed but still stuffed full of my cock.
"Pick it up," I said. I had an idea.
She answered with a shaky voice, still moving on me. "H-Hello, honey..."
I gripped her ass tight, and started thrusting harder from below.
"Aahhh..." she tried to muffle it.
"Darling, are you okay?" her husband's voice crackled from the phone.
"I'm okay, honey," she said, breathy, struggling to hide her moans.
Her tits were right in my face — I bit her nipple.
"Ahhh—!" she whimpered, barely holding it in.
"Honey... did you reach the airport safely?" she asked him, trying to sound normal even as I fucked her deeper.
"Yes, I did. Got stuck in the elevator for a while, but I'm at the airport now. I'll call after my flight lands."
So it was the guy with the suitcase, I thought.
"Darling, are you sure you're okay?" he asked again.
"Yes, honey... I'm perfectly fine," she said, her voice soaked in lust.
Hearing her whisper sweet lies to her husband while riding my cock turned me on even more. Her muffled moans, that breathless excitement — I couldn't take it.
I stretched her wide, plunged into her as deep as I could, her voluptuous body pressed hard against mine.
Fuck, I wanted to cum inside her so bad...
She hung up the phone and started kissing me passionately — like talking to her husband while getting fucked by my dick had made her even hornier.
"You liked getting fucked by me while your husband was on the line?" I asked, still stretching her tight pussy.
"Ahh... Alex... it turned me on so much when you bit my nipple while I was on the phone," she moaned, her voice breathy, raw with lust.
Something had awakened inside her.
She started moving her hips in a perfect rhythm — god, my dick loved every thrust. It was like she became someone else. Wild. Needy. Addicted.
"Yeah?" I grinned. "What if I fucked you in front of your husband?"
I pressed her tits together as I said it, teasing her.
"Don't tease me, Alex... I'm a bad wife... I fuck other guys behind my husband's back..." she whispered through moans, like saying it out loud made her hornier.
Fuck. Just thinking about the fact that I was deep inside that guy's wife made my cock throb even more.
She started kissing and biting my neck like she needed me — like she didn't want to let go. I'd broken something inside her... and now she was all mine.
Then I came. Hard.
Her pussy milked every drop out of me like it belonged to her. We were kissing by now, her soft lips against mine, our bodies stuck together in heat and sweat.
I felt like I was lying in heaven — her soft, voluptuous body wrapped around me, her warm pussy still pulsing around my dick.
She rolled onto her side, pulling me with her, keeping me deep inside. My cock twitched as I released the last slow spurts of cum, each drop sinking deeper while we stayed locked together.
Then she leaned in close, brushing her lips against my ear.
"Alex," she whispered, "my husband's already left on his business trip, and the kids are staying with their grandpa for the whole month. Why don't you... stay with me? I'm all alone at night..."
I paused, thinking.
She smiled and added, "I'll let you use me however you want. Positions you wouldn't even dare ask for."
She was trying to seduce me. Again.
I kissed her slowly.
She giggled softly and wrapped her arms around me tighter.
We went to sleep, still so damn satisfied. My dick was still pulsing inside her, like it didn't want to leave her at all. We were still connected. I fell asleep cuddling her soft, voluptuous body like a baby on a cloud of tits and ass.
When I woke up a few hours later, I had no idea what time it was. She was still sleeping. Her face looked so peaceful, so cute—you wouldn't believe this was the same woman who just let me fuck every hole like a damn pornstar. Just thinking about it made my dick twitch. It had never even left her pussy. Still buried deep in that warm, wet heaven. Smothered in her juices and that soft tightness.
And damn... it got hard again.
My dick just doesn't quit.
She was still asleep, but I could feel her body reacting. Her hips shifted a little. Her nipples slowly started to harden, poking against my chest. Fuck... that turned me on bad.
Then she moaned in her sleep. Soft at first, then deeper. My cock throbbed harder inside her. It was begging for another round. Like it hadn't just kissed every inch of her pussy hours ago.
I gave in just a little. Slow, shallow thrusts. Not enough to wake her, just enough to feed the hunger. My dick was happy with that. Just soaking in the warmth and squeezing tightness again while she moaned softly, totally lost in her dreams.
But... I stopped. Barely. I remembered something.
Lily.
She'd told me I could do anything to her tight little ass. And it had been a few hours. She might be waiting for me right now.
Shit.
With a groan, I slowly pulled out. My cock didn't like that decision. It twitched like it wanted to dive back in and finish the job. But not now. Work left to do, and tight asses to conquer.
I grabbed the towel from her bathroom, wrapped up, and slipped back to my room. My clothes were still in her laundry basket. Whatever. Naked and proud.
I reached for my phone — the one I forgot in the room.
-x-X-x-
The elevator was finally fixed and running again, so I took it down to the ground floor.
That's when I saw her.
Lily, walking out of the office room — wearing a tight red crop top and denim shorts that barely covered her hips. My brain stopped working for a second.
Damn... what the fuck, Lily?
She saw me and smiled shyly.
"Hey, Alex," she said, a little nervous. "You didn't come to my room."
"Hey, Lily. Sorry, I had... stuff to do," I said, thinking back to what I had just done. Yeah, that kind of stuff.
"You're looking gorgeous," I added. My dick definitely approved.
"Thanks," she said, brushing a strand of hair back. "Can we meet later? My mom just called, I gotta go see her."
"Yeah, sure," I nodded. "I'm heading to college anyway."
But she didn't walk away. She stood there, still looking at me, her lips parted slightly. There was a need in her eyes. Hunger. She bit her lip like she couldn't help it.
I stepped closer, playing it casual, making small talk. My hand found her tight ass—God, that ass in those shorts—and I gave it a squeeze. She gasped quietly, turning slightly red, but she didn't stop me.
"Lily," I whispered, "why don't we just go to your room and have a little chat?"
My cock was already hard just from looking at her. That ass was a weapon.
"Alex... ahh, you know I want to, but... this—"
She didn't even get to finish.
The office MILF from earlier—the one I'd bumped into that morning—walked in through the main entrance. Right when my hand was still on Lily's ass. I quickly let go and played it cool, but I swear, she definitely saw us.
She looked at us like she had just uncovered a dirty secret.
Lily noticed and waved, trying to break the awkward tension.
"Hey, Autumn! How are you?"
She knew this sexy MILF.
Autumn gave a faint smile, a little hesitant.
"Hi, Lily. Looking good."
"Thanks. Have you met Alex? He's the new tenant," she said, pointing at me.
"Hi, Autumn," I said quickly, trying not to sound like I just got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. My bulge was still very real—and very visible.
She didn't say much. Just nodded with a knowing look... and stepped into the elevator.
I watched her go, heart pounding.
Lily grabbed my hand, and we headed out together.
-x-X-x-
Lily and I walked out of there. After walking for a bit, she looked around and asked,
"Autumn saw us... right?"
"I think so... I'm not sure," I said.
"She definitely saw us. Oh god, what if she tells everyone?"
"Hey, that's not gonna happen. Don't worry, we'll think of something," I tried to calm her down.
I asked her where she was headed, and luckily, she was getting off two stations before my destination. We took the subway.
It was crazy crowded. I don't know what the occasion was, but when the train came, we barely managed to squeeze in. People everywhere. We got shoved to the back, surrounded on all sides.
I ended up standing right behind Lily. There wasn't even space to turn around. I leaned in over her shoulder to talk.
"So crowded, man. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's not far, so that's okay," she said.
I was fully pressed against her—my dick right up against her ass in those slutty denim shorts. I started getting hard, and I could tell she noticed. I was still leaning close when she whispered in a playful, slutty voice,
"You can't control yourself, huh?"
"I can't help it—you look so damn sexy in these shorts."
"Oh yeah? Would you like to rip them off tonight?"
"Nope," I said, smirking. "I'd rather slide 'em down slowly."
We both laughed quietly.
She started rubbing her ass gently against my crotch, glancing back at me with that teasing look.
"Chill, girl... too much public for this."
We couldn't do anything there, but damn... she gave me a solid reason to destroy that tight ass tonight.
Her station came.
"That's me. Let's meet tonight," she said, like she needed more.
"I'll be there," I said and waved as she left.
-x-X-x-
Today had drained me—mentally, physically... and sexually.
I flopped onto my bed, thinking about how I'd be shoving my cock in Lily's tight little asshole soon. Just the thought gave me shivers. My dick twitched to life like it had its own heartbeat.
Those denim shorts she wore earlier... fuck.
Then came a knock on my door.
That must be Lily, I thought. She couldn't wait, huh?
I opened the door...
And found a MILF standing there. It wasn't Lily.
Thick as hell. Glasses, long brown hair, tight white shirt showing her massive cleavage. Her boobs were huge, and that navy blue office suit hugged her body like it was tailor-made to ruin men. Her blazer was open, showing off that tight white shirt barely holding her chest in. The pants? Skin-tight. Wrapped around thick, juicy thighs that looked like they could crush a man's head.
She looked like one of those sexy secretaries straight out of a wet dream.
That curvy figure, the way she crossed her arms with that serious face—
She looked like she came here to punish me with lust.
My dick was already hard from thinking about Lily's ass—and now this MILF showed up at my door? She glanced down at my dick and kept staring at my bulge for a solid second, like she couldn't look away.
"Hi, how can I help you?" I asked.
"I'm Judy. Neil's mom," she said, with this stern tone, like she was here to scold me. "Are you Alex? From his class?"
Wait, Neil's mom?!
Neil was around my age. No way this bombshell was his mother.
"My son told me he was bullied by you and your friend. Is that true?"
"No, ma'am. We're friends. We were just joking around," I said quickly, trying to calm her down.
"Look," she sighed, "he was always bullied in school. Now even in college, he can't catch a break. He came home sulking, and when I asked, he told me Alex and Michael were making fun of him."
What the fuck?
This dude really went crying to his mom about some banter? What a pussy.
And now this MILF is here causing a scene—I didn't want Tiffany next door overhearing.
"Why don't you come inside?" I said, keeping my voice low. "We can talk."
She stepped in.
I held the door as she walked past, and when that thick ass came into view—man.
Her hips were wide, and those tight pants gripped her ass so perfectly I couldn't help it...
I started rubbing my dick through my pants, slow and hungry.
I didn't stop... not until she turned around.
"Why don't you sit down," I said, trying to act cool. "It's just a misunderstanding, I swear."
She looked around—only place to sit was the bed or my dick.
And she sat on the bed. Crossed her arms, crossed her legs.
Thick thighs stacked on top of each other.
My dick was enjoying the view.
She glanced at my crotch.
It was hard. Bulging. Begging to break free.
Then she looked back up at me — lips still parted, like she was trying to control herself... but failing.
"I know your type," she said with disgust. "Guys who bully others, hook up with girls, and act like they own the place."
"Hey, Mrs. Judy, can you stop stereotyping me, please?"
"But it's true," she snapped. "I came here to have a serious conversation, and you're walking around with a boner in your pants like a horny little boy. You think you can handle a real woman?"
She scoffed, but her eyes dropped to my crotch again, lingering just a second too long.
"Guys like you talk big, but you wouldn't even last two minutes."
"Hey, no need to attack me like that! And I know how long I can last, okay?" I said, trying to cover my bulge with my hands.
She gave me this cold, annoyed look.
"So what will it take, huh?"
"What?" I blinked, not sure I heard her right.
"You boys always want something in return, don't you?" she said. "So tell me — what would it take for you to stop messing with my son? I can do anything. But you have to promise me you won't do it again."
I paused for a second, just staring at her.
What the hell was this sexy MILF even talking about?
She'd just insulted me to my face... but now she was basically offering herself like some weird trade?
That tight-ass suit, those sharp glasses, acting all proper — and then she says "I can do anything."
I thought, let's test her.
"Alright. I'll tell you what it'll take."
"Yeah?" she raised an eyebrow. "Tell me."
"Let me see those boobs."
She sighed. "Teenagers. All about lust..." But even as she said it, her hands were already moving.
At first, I just stared. Wait—what? She's actually doing it?
I thought she was kidding. No way a serious MILF like her would just... strip.
She slipped off her blazer — then started unbuttoning her shirt, one button at a time.
And then... she let those massive tits out like it was no big deal.
Fuck. She wasn't wearing a bra.
It's like she came here knowing exactly what she had to do.
The way those soft, heavy melons spilled from her shirt, while she still had that serious lusty face on...
God, my dick twitched hard.
"Now squeeze them," I said. "I wanna see you play with them."
She gave me a long look — but did it anyway.
She brought both hands up and started squeezing her tits, pressing them together, rubbing them like she was in some kind of heat.
I pulled my dick out. Started fapping right there while watching her like it was a private porn show. I didn't even care what her deal was anymore—this serious, bossy MILF just popped her tits out and obeyed like she was hypnotized by lust.
She looked at my dick while still playing with her tits. Her face tried to stay serious, but you could see it — that lust building in her eyes. She was getting turned on by this.
"Twist your nipples. Hard."
She hesitated. Then obeyed.
"Ahhh..." she moaned softly. Her legs twitched.
Her nipples were definitely sensitive.
Yeah... I knew how to break her now.
I kept stroking. That view — her big tits out, nipples pinched between her fingers, her mouth open in a shaky little moan — it was enough to make my cock throb.
I stepped closer.
"Let me show you how it's done."
I reached out and grabbed her nipples, twisting them hard between my fingers.
She gasped — then moaned, loud. Her whole body jolted, like that hit some nerve deep inside her.
She was trying so damn hard to keep her serious face on...
But her lust was overpowering her.
She was losing control.
And I hadn't even started yet.
I twisted her nipples even harder this time.
She moaned, "Aahhh—not that hard, please! Aahh—!"
"You said I wouldn't last two minutes, and now you can't even handle a little nipple play?" I grinned. "Big talk for someone this weak."
"My nipples are sensitive..." she said, breathy, trying to stay composed.
"Tonight, I'm gonna find out what else is sensitive," I said, twisting again. Her serious face was melting—turning into pure lust.
She was giving in. Whatever reason she came here for—discipline, lectures, whatever—was gone now.
"What... what are you gonna do to me?" she asked, a little alarmed, way more excited.
"You'll find out soon."
I pulled her shirt off. She didn't stop me. She just stared, breathing heavy, eyes locked on mine—lust dripping off her face.
Her upper body was fully bare now. Only those tight pants were left, hugging her thick thighs. Her mouth hung open slightly, like she was still trying to act strict, even with her body begging for it. Those glasses stayed on like she was clinging to the last bit of control.
"Stick out your tongue," I ordered.
She obeyed—slow, obedient, sexy as hell. That tongue slipped out, and fuck... with those glasses on, she looked like every filthy dream I'd ever had.
I brought my dick closer to her mouth. "Spit on it," I said.
She spat on it like a pro—like she'd done it a hundred times. "More," I growled. "Now rub it on."
She spat again, this time with more saliva, and wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking it slowly, rubbing her spit up and down my shaft.
I grabbed my dick and started smacking it against her tongue—she was holding it out for me like a good little slut.
"Yeahhh..." she moaned.
"You like that?" I kept tapping it against her tongue.
"Hmmm..."
She came here looking all serious and strict, but deep down—she was filthier than every other MILF I'd fucked.
And then—without me even saying anything—she leaned in and started sucking my dick.
Glock glock glock—
"Aahhh—bitch, you couldn't wait, huh?" I groaned as her wet mouth worked me.
She sucked like her damn life depended on it.
I just stood there, watching her slobber all over me—this woman who was supposed to discipline me—getting throat-fucked like a slut.
I let her keep going for a while, just enjoying the sight of her lips wrapped around my cock, her head moving with slow, eager strokes like she was savoring every inch.
Then I pulled out.
Grabbed her face with my left hand. Slapped her right cheek.
Not too soft. Not too hard. Just enough to make her wetter.
Slap. Slap.
"You sucked my dick without permission," I said, and slapped her again. Her cheeks started turning red.
"Aahh—" With every slap, she moaned.
"Punish me more... ahhh..." she begged.
Man... this bitch was so fucking slutty. She was loving every second of it. Probably hadn't been dominated like this ever.
Her moans while being dominated made my dick throb like crazy. I wanted to teach this MILF a lesson she wouldn't forget — a lesson with my cock.
"Use those huge tits and fuck my dick," I told her.
She obeyed fast. Grabbed her massive boobs and pushed them around my shaft, stroking me up and down with her soft, heavy tits. Man, it felt like heaven — warm, tight, sloppy.
She was doing a damn good job, but nah — it wasn't enough. I was heading to Lily's, and she came here, acting like she was in charge. Like I was her damn office junior and she could just lecture me whenever she wanted.
Wasted my precious fuck time with all that fake moral shit, and now she's trying to make up for it with a titfuck?
Nah. That wasn't gonna cut it. She owed me more than that.
I grabbed her, stopped her mid-stroke, and manhandled her off the bed. Her thick thighs jiggled as I forced her to stand — now right in front of me, tight pants clinging to her juicy curves, big boobs bouncing, breathless.
I had to see that ass.
I spun her around rough, pushed her back down onto the bed. Her hands braced against the sheets, her back arched, her thick ass up — just how I wanted it. Her pants were gripping every inch of her round, bouncy cheeks.
My dick loved the view.
I pressed it right between those cheeks, rubbing over her pants, grinding. Damn, that tight ass was made for this. She kept glancing back, her eyes full of lust, her body twitching like she was being claimed.
And she loved every second.
I slapped her ass. Once. Then again, harder. That sound — smack — echoed.
"Ahhhh... harder," she moaned. This bitch was addicted to it.
What if I fucked her ass? The thought made my cock twitch. She was filthy, needy, begging without saying the words. I couldn't hold back.
I yanked my shirt off and tossed it aside then grabbed her by the stomach and pulled her up — made her stand, but kept her body bent slightly, just enough to still grind against her from behind.
Her thick ass stayed pressed to my cock, and my chest leaned into her back. I brought my face over her shoulder, lips brushing her neck — then bit down on her shoulder. She shuddered hard, like her body couldn't handle it.
She was already topless, her huge tits swinging freely with every movement. And soon, she'd be completely naked.
I slid my hands down, popped the button on her pants, and pulled the zipper down nice and slow.
She moaned just from that.
I started tugging her pants down. Her thick ass resisted—too damn fat and juicy for the tight fabric. I yanked harder.
As they slid down, I blinked.
Wait... was she not wearing anything underneath?
She lifted her hips to help, and I peeled them off. Once they were around her ankles, she kicked them away.
No panties.
This proper, prim MILF was walking around with nothing under her pants? Damn — she was filthier than I thought.
Now she was fully in my control.
I leaned in and whispered, low and dirty, into her ear.
"Should I fuck your tight little asshole?"
She gasped, trembling.
"Ahh... y-you want to fuck me in the ass?" she moaned, her voice thick with need. She was already pushing back into me, hungry for it, like she'd been waiting for this moment all along.
I grinned.
This MILF said I couldn't last two minutes?
Let's see how long she can last with my dick in her ass.
My dick was already out — I just slid my pants off and tossed them aside. Then I pulled her tighter against me.
"Ahhhh... isn't this enough? Haven't I given you enough to leave my son alone?" she moaned, pretending to resist but showing every damn sign of lust.
"No, this isn't. You haven't made me cum yet, and your pussy's leaking nonstop."
"Ahhh... what more do I have to do? I'll do anything," she whimpered.
Her voice was dripping with lust—willing to do anything to please me. It made me wanna fuck her ass so bad.
"Ahh, Judy... you like what I'm doing to you?"
"No! I hate it! I'm only doing this for my son!" she moaned, lying through her teeth as her body shivered in pleasure.
"Should I stop then? If you don't wanna do this anymore..." I teased, knowing damn well she didn't mean it.
"No! I... I know you won't be happy with just this," she said quickly, almost desperate.
She was being broken in, and I hadn't even stuck my dick into any of her holes yet. She was already this horny. Damn, this MILF needed to be fucked hard—she was begging for it without even realizing it.
I shoved her onto the bed. She climbed up like she knew what to do, arching her back, pushing her ass out, already offering it up like she wanted my dick in her ass.
"Damn... you really can't wait to get my cock in your ass, huh?" I said, stroking myself as I stared at her twitching asshole.
"I'm doing this for my son... please be fast so I can go home," she muttered, her voice weak but her body betraying her.
"It's gonna be a long night, Judy. I don't think you'll make it home tonight."
"Ahhh... y-you're gonna fuck me all night?" she moaned, shivering as pleasure leaked from her voice.
"Please... put it in... be fast," she begged, glancing at me with that lewd look—inviting me to shove my cock deep inside her.
"No. This position's too easy. I'm gonna fuck you in a position that'll make you think twice before trying to dominate me," I smirked.
There was a circular stool in my room—height adjustable.
"Here. Sit on this," I told her, pulling it in front of the bed.
She followed like a good little slut, resting her ass on the edge of the stool as she leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed for support. Her back arched perfectly, pushing her ass and pussy out—dripping, exposed, and begging for attention.
"Ahhh... you're gonna fuck me like this?" she moaned, getting horny just from imagining it.
I moved in closer and started rubbing my dick against her asshole. It twitched the moment I touched it.