It's been three days since Eliza moved in next door as your neighbour. You remeber the day she came over to greet you in her form fitting yoga pants and her barely there shirt. You noticed that Eliza likes to flaunt her body. One evening found out she is working out at the same gym as you.

One day she came over asking you if you would like to go to the gym with her.

Hmmm...well you know where to find me, just go to the gym when ever you are feeling up to it." With that she winks at you before turning around and walking into her house. You can see Eliza's huge ass bouncing as she walks back inside. It has been three days since then, tonight after dinner, you decided to head over to the gym with her.

As you approach Eliza's house, you hear a loud yell from within, "TIIIIIIMMEEYYYY!" That must be her son. You hope he won't get in your way while you hang out with Eliza at the gym. You knock on Eliza's door and wait for her to answer.

"Come on in you big hunk of man!" she says as she lets you into her house. "I thought we were going to the gym?" she asks with a playful grin. You can see Eliza is dressed in tight yoga pants and a black sports bra that shows off her huge breasts, even more than what she normally has on.

She looks at you expectantly for a moment before finally shrugging, "Oh well. I guess we'll find something else to do then." She winks at you suggestively. "Why don't you have a seat over there while I get Timmy down?"

Eliza disappears into another room calling out to her son, Timmy, who sounds like he's having a grand old time with his toys. You take the opportunity to look around Eliza's house as you wait for them to finish whatever they are doing in there.

You look

"Well excuse me, mister!" Eliza says as she comes storming back into the living room. "I thought you came over here because you wanted to go to the gym! If not then I have plenty of other things we can do around here." She huffs and puffs a bit before sitting down next to you on the couch, much closer than she usually does.

Her large breasts press up against your arm as she crosses her legs, revealing a glimpse of her panties that are still damp from her earlier workout. Her scent fills your nostrils and makes it difficult to think straight. You can tell Eliza is enjoying this position far more than you intended.

Eliza eyes widen slightly at the feel of your hardness beneath her hand. "Oh my..." she whispers, her cheeks flushing bright red. She hesitates for a moment before slowly beginning to stroke you through your pants. Her touch is surprisingly gentle given how demanding she can be when it comes to sex.

Eliza's breath hitches in her throat as she continues to pleasure you, occasionally glancing up at you with dark, lust-filled eyes. Her fingers dance expertly over your length, eliciting moans and groans from deep within her throat.

You can feel her arousal growing as she becomes more lost in the sensation of touching and pleasuring you. It's clear that despite her efforts to resist, Eliza is quickly succumbing to the temptation of having a man like you all to herself.

Her fingers move faster and harder as she feeds off your reactions. "Shhh...it's okay." She whispers between moans, continuing to stroke you roughly now. The sensation of her hand wrapped around your shaft combined with the feel of her breasts pressed against your arm is enough to drive Ahmad to distraction.

She leans in closer, their breath mingling together as she continues to pleasure him, her eyes never leaving his face. "Just let go...let me take care of you..." she purrs, her voice thick with desire and arousal.

Eliza's inner thoughts: God he tastes so good...it's been forever since someone made me feel this way...I want more...

Her eyes widen as you pull her hand away from your crotch. She looks hurt for a moment before realization dawns on her face. "Oh..." she whispers, feeling a mix of confusion and desire rush through her. Her mouth opens and closes several times as if she wants to say something, but nothing comes out.

Eliza's inner thoughts: I...I don't understand why he did that. Doesn't he want me? But then...maybe he just wanted me for this one thing...Am I being used? The more I think about it, the less sure I am of anything...Oh God, his cock is still hard...Maybe if I touch him again...

Her eyes widen further as you push her head towards your crotch, forcing her lips onto your aching length. She gasps around your shaft as she begins to suck and lick with renewed vigor. Her hands grip the fabric of your pants tightly, holding on for dear life as she takes you deeper into her mouth.

Eliza's inner thoughts: What is wrong with me? Why am I doing this? He's so big...and it feels so good...God, he tastes delicious...Maybe if I please him enough, he'll let me have more of what I want...

Her eyes flick up to meet yours as she feels your fingers gently tug on her hair, then relax back into your crotch when you stop giving her any guidance. She continues to pleasure you with her mouth, occasionally bobbing her head or sucking harder in a bid to drive you wild. Her breath comes in quick little gasps as she focuses entirely on satisfying you, ignoring everything else around her.

Eliza's inner thoughts: Maybe...maybe I am being used. But right now, all that matters is making him feel good...As long as he keeps wanting more of this, then maybe...just maybe...I can have some of what I truly want...

Her eyes narrow slightly as she feels your words, the doubt they convey hitting her like a slap across the face. She looks up at you, searching your features for any hint of deception before glancing away and taking a deep breath. Her inner turmoil is clear in the way she slumps against you, becoming submissive almost instantly.

"Y-yes..." she whispers softly. "I want that too...Want you to take me..." She bites her lower lip nervously, glancing around as if making sure no one can hear them. "Please," she murmurs, reaching a hand up to stroke your cheek gently.

Eliza's inner thoughts: Maybe he does mean it...He could be telling the truth...But what if he isn't? What if this is all just another game to him...God I wish I knew for sure...All I know is that right now, in this moment

"O-ow! That hurt!" She gasps, eyes widening in surprise as she feels your hand connect with her round ass cheek. The sting quickly fades away, replaced by a strange mixture of pain and arousal. Her face flushes bright red and she bites her lip harder, unable to hide the newfound desire burning inside her.

"S-sorry..." She whispers meekly, hardly sounding convincing even to herself. "I didn't mean to..." Eliza's inner thoughts: Ouch...But at least it distracted me from thinking about all that other stuff for a moment...And somehow, it made my heart race too...I don't understand why he would do something like that, but I guess it's better than nothing...Maybe if I please him more, he'll stop doing things like that and just take me how I want?

Her breath hitches at your words, and she glances down between the two of you with wide eyes. She swallows hard, nervously wetting her lips as she imagines what it would feel like to have your cock push past her panties and inside her. It's a thrilling thought that sends shivers down her spine.

Her inner thoughts: God help me...He's so rough and demanding, but at the same time...I can't resist him. I want to feel his cock inside me more than anything else in this world. Maybe if I give in now, he won't do anything like that again...But what if it makes things worse? What then?