Therapy Tease: My Naughty Neighbor’s Delight

Sex therapy pornI was just a horny housewife, craving something forbidden, when I found myself alone with my neighbor in his office. He was older, more experienced, and had a wicked glint in his eye that promised trouble. “Ready to play, my little one?” he purred, his voice a sultry invitation. I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves.

He pushed me onto the couch, his hands roaming over my body, teasing and tantalizing. “You’re so fucking cute,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’m going to make you cream so hard, you’ll see stars.”

He stripped me down, his fingers tracing the edges of my lace bra before pulling it off. I was exposed, vulnerable, and incredibly turned on. He circled me like a predator, his eyes roaming over my body, appraising me.

“Spread your legs, my little slut,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle. I complied, presenting my pussy to him, my heart pounding with excitement. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick my clit, sending shocks of pleasure through my body.

I moaned, my hips bucking against his mouth, begging for more. He obliged, his fingers slipping into my soaking wet cunt, his thumb circling my clit. I was a writhing mess of lust and need, my body aching for release.

He undressed, his cock springing free, hard and ready, a thick, throbbing shaft that made my mouth water. He positioned himself between my legs, his hands on my hips, and thrust into me with a single, powerful stroke. I cried out, the sensation of being filled, of being claimed, overwhelming.

He fucked me hard and fast, his hips slapping against mine, his balls hitting my clit with each thrust. I could feel my orgasm building, a coiling tension in my core. And then, with a final, deep thrust, he came, filling me with his hot, sticky cum. I followed soon after, my body convulsing around his cock, my screams of pleasure echoing off the walls.

In the aftermath, we collapsed onto the couch, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. I curled up against him, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You’re such a good little slut,” he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. “Neighbor’s proud of you.”

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