The sun was blazing like a furnace, sweat dripping down my back the moment I stepped outside. Summer was fucking brutal, and I was already rock-hard thinking about Ayaka next door — that luscious MILF who had me wrapped around her thick, juicy finger.
Then came the text.
"Hey, baby. Hubby's gone. Come over. I'm dripping and lonely. Need my favorite cock."
No way I was gonna say no.
I busted through her door like a starving dog, and there she was, standing in just a soaked tank top and those tiny shorts that barely covered her ass. Her tits were practically bursting out, nipples hard and begging for attention.
"Fuck, you're early," she purred, eyes glittering with wicked hunger. "I was about to start without you."
I dropped my shit, ripping off my shirt, cock already leaking. Ayaka grabbed me by the collar, pulling me close enough to feel that hot breath on my neck.
"You ready to make a mess all over my floor?" she teased, voice dripping with lust.
I groaned, hands grabbing her hips as she backed me into the living room. Her mouth crashed onto mine, slobbery and desperate, tongue sliding deep while her hands roamed down my body, squeezing my hard cock through my shorts.
Before I knew it, I was on my knees, lips hungrily sucking those fat, juicy tits. I bit and sucked, tasting sweat and skin, my mouth watering as she moaned and ground against my face.
"Goddamn, you're good," she gasped. "Suck that big cock like you want it inside you."
I didn't need to be told twice.
Hands ripping off her shorts, I shoved my tongue deep into that soaked pussy, swirling and flicking, making her hips buck and pussy drip like a faucet. The wet, sloppy sounds filled the room as she grabbed my hair tighter.
"Fuck yeah, baby," she screamed. "Eat my pussy like a filthy dog."
I licked and sucked harder, my own cock aching and twitching. When she finally pulled me up and slammed me inside her, her tight walls clamped down like a vice.
"Ride me, Ayaka," I growled. "Make me cum all over your tight little cunt."
She rode me hard, tits bouncing, moaning filthy, slutty words in my ear. The heat, the sweat, the smell of her soaked pussy pushing me over the edge.
I lost it, blasting thick ropes deep inside her, hearing her scream as she clenched and rode out her own orgasm.
We collapsed, soaked, sticky, and dripping cum, both panting like wild animals.
"This is just the fucking start, baby," she whispered, smirking. "You ready for the whole summer?"
Hell yeah, I was.
Ayaka pulled me down onto the sticky floor, her hands everywhere—grabbing, squeezing, dragging me closer. Her breath was ragged, lips swollen from all the sucking, eyes wild with lust.
"Damn, you're insatiable," she teased, grinding that juicy ass right into my cock, rubbing it through the slick folds of her soaked pussy. "I wanna feel you balls-deep again."
I didn't waste a second. I grabbed her hips, flipped her over on all fours, and shoved my cock right into that tight little ass. Her gasp was sharp, then she relaxed, arching her back as I pounded in hard and fast.
"Fuck, you're such a dirty ass slut," I growled, grabbing a handful of her hair to hold her steady. "Gonna fuck this tight hole till it's dripping."
Her moans turned into screams, slapping my chest and begging for more roughness. I pushed harder, faster, balls slapping, sweat mixing with her juices in a wild, messy frenzy.
When I finally unloaded in her ass, the hot sticky mess oozed down her thighs as she collapsed onto me, gasping, shaking from the aftershocks.
"We're just getting started, baby," she whispered, licking my ear. "Got a whole summer of filthy fun to go."
The doorbell fucking rang, sharp as hell, cutting through our heavy breaths and sweaty skin. Ayaka froze, eyes wide with panic—her perfect fake calm cracking.
"Shit, that's my husband," she hissed, pulling me back, voice low and frantic. "Fuck, you gotta hide!"
I scrambled, heart hammering as she shoved me into the bathroom, slamming the door just before the key turned in the lock.
Outside, I heard the husband's heavy steps, his voice muffled but definitely there. Ayaka's breathing was ragged, her body trembling with guilt and raw lust.
"Goddamn it, I want you so bad," she whispered, sliding down beside me in the cramped space, fingers tracing my throbbing cock through my shorts. "But if he catches us, it's over."
Her hand tightened around me, desperate and needy. I groaned, biting my lip, feeling the tension squeeze every nerve.
"We'll make up for it later," I promised, eyes locked on hers. "When he's gone, it's all you and me, babe. No holding back."
She smiled, wicked and hungry again, and whispered, "Fuck yeah. You're mine."
I barely had time to catch my breath before Ayaka pulled me up, pressing me against the bathroom wall. "I can't wait," she breathed, eyes blazing. "Let's fuck quick before he gets suspicious."
We slipped into the tiny closet next door, cramped but perfect for our filthy little secret. Her robe fell open, exposing those fat tits and that juicy pussy dripping with need.
"Get your cock out," she commanded, hands tugging my shorts down in a flash.
I shoved my rock-hard dick inside her tight cunt, both of us gasping from the rush. The risk, the adrenaline, the fact that her husband was just feet away made every thrust feel electric.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I growled, grabbing her hips, pounding harder. She pressed her face into the wall, moaning loud enough to scare us both.
"Shit, don't stop, baby," she begged, nails digging into my back. "Make me cum right here, right now."
With a guttural growl, I slammed into her harder, cock swelling inside her slick heat. She screamed, hips bucking wildly as she came, pussy clenching like a vise.
I blasted my load deep inside her, warm and sticky, as we both collapsed against the cramped closet walls, panting and soaked in sweat.
"We're fucked," she whispered with a wicked grin. "But damn, that was the hottest quickie ever."