With The Neighbour's Help - Sex Stories

With The Neighbour's Help

... gathered up her shopping and went into her home, unable to put from her mind the sight of a young couple making out, of Darryl pounding the body of a young woman with all the lust that he felt and with that wonderful cock.

Nor could she close out the young woman’s words as she bucked her body and moaned words of pleasure that encouraged Darryl to find her sweet spot.

She put the shopping away in the cupboards and the fridge but doing that was of no help as a way to distract her. She felt her nipples hardening and, instinctively and in response to what she had seen, pressed fingers onto her pussy and sensed how wet she had become; she was a woman nearing fifty and was now obsessed with what she had seen.

She wanted that young cock and felt that she deserved to have him more than that noisy young thing that he was into. She had tutored him when Darryl was struggling on his technical course and she, a teacher, had put him right on project writing.

The nerve of him!

She’d kept a hold on her interest in him, suppressed her attraction for fear that any relationship would get her fired, and she had shown no reaction to his lustful gazes upon her whenever they relaxed after an intense study session that Tom and Susie had willingly paid for. The boy, then, had grown into a strong and good-looking young man with black tightly curled hair, a lean face and a toned torso, strong arms, and a devilish grin.

She, the outwardly prim and proper teacher, had felt the knot of ...

... attraction for her student, then, and now she had to deal with the images and sounds of Darryl humping a young woman closer to his age.

“I won’t stand for it,” she muttered, knowing that she took care of herself and had retained her slender figure, even as the years went by. So what, if her tits sagged a little? She had more than the girl she had seen under Darryl and when he had been seen kneeling between her legs before banging her in his parent’s home while they were away.

How was she to answer either of them if they sensed that someone had been in the house and they found it not to be as they had left it?

She stood in her kitchen as thoughts rushed in and as her fingers began to work her slit, the hem of her dress pulled up to reveal slender thighs and the curve of her mound, covered so modestly with a pair of high-waisted knickers. Why be hereand on a working day? Why wasn’t she enjoying that wonderful prick as it was buried inside her? Daryl had become a lustful young man and someone she desperately needed.

Her head swam out of longing and imminent pleasure that her fingers aroused until, in what felt like no time at all, she succumbed to the rushes of an orgasm that were sent coursing through her belly and pussy.

She wanted that prick and what Darryl had been seen giving that young woman. Her back door was closed behind her and she went back into Tom and Susie’s house.

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The sounds of them having sex seemed not to have lessened.

She collected her ...