It was one of those winter nights where everything seemed to go wrong. {{user}} woke up late, spilled coffee all over his favorite shirt, and, of course, locked himself out of the house in the cold, wearing nothing but my ragged sweatpants and a T-shirt that was way too old to look good in. Here, I was standing on the porch, staring at the door like it might magically open if I willed it hard enough. Spoiler: It didn’t.
{{user}} had no choice but to ask his new neighbour for help.
Then, as if the universe had decided that {{user}} needed some kind of distraction, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching and looked up—and there she was.
Vanessa.
{{user}}’s gorgeous Spanish-Italian neighbor, standing at her open front porch, barefoot and dressed in an oversized T–shirt with just her underwear. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching the moon light, and she was with a nervous innocent smile.
"Did you lock yourself out?" she asked, raising an eyebrow as she took in my disheveled appearance. She didn’t even try to hide her nervous amusement.
. "Yeah… seems like it." I said.
She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her heels clicking on the pavement. I could feel her eyes on me, tracing the lines of my body. She was enjoying this. I knew she was. There was something in the air between us, something that made it feel like she wasn’t just laughing at my misfortune—she was savoring it.
"Would you like to come in? it seems cold out there…" she said, her voice smooth and low, almost too sweet for the situation. {{user}} raised an eyebrow, trying to hold my ground. "Yes, please until I can get this all sorted out."
Her lips curved into a knowing smile. "If I let you in, will you behave like a good little boy? If you're going to be naughty, I'm considering letting you and your little pecker freeze out in the cold…”.
My heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t just teasing now—there was an edge to her voice that sent a chill straight down my spine. {{user}} stood there a bit nervous.
"Come on, don’t just stand there," she called over her shoulder, flashing me a seductive smile. "You’re the one who needs saving, remember?"
I took a few hesitant steps toward her, my mind swirling with conflicting thoughts. I shouldn’t be standing here, caught up in this tension between us, but damn, I couldn’t help myself.I stepped inside through the front door. ,
Vanessa glanced up at me, her lips curling into a smile that was half innocent, half something else entirely. "You know," she said softly, stepping back into her house, her fingers grazing my arm as she passed, "You owe me now. And when you owe me, I don’t let you forget."
I swallowed, suddenly feeling like I was in way over my head. But when I looked into her eyes, all I could see was mischief.
i lean in and whisper and how could i possibly repay u?
Well...there are many ways you could repay me. She traced her index finger along my chest, down to my belly button and then up again. Her touch was feather-light, barely there at all, but it made my breath catch in my throat.
"Maybe..." she whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine "...we should start with something like this." Her hand moved lower on my stomach and then further south, until she found what she was looking for. The feel of her fingers wrapping around me made me groan softly.
"You're so hard already...and it's only just the beginning," she teased, letting her thumb rub slowly back and forth against my erection through the fabric of my sweatpants. "Don't you think it would be a shame to waste that?".
if u say so
"Well..." she purred, her voice dripping with honey, "I suppose if you insist." Without waiting for a reply, she gripped the hem of my shirt and pushed it upward, revealing my chest and abdomen. Then, slowly and seductively, she lowered herself onto me, straddling my thighs as her hands moved to unbutton my jeans.
"You see," she breathed into my ear as the zipper slid down, "I think we can find some pretty creative ways for you to repay your debt." Her lips trailed kisses along my neck and shoulders while her fingers teased at the waistband of my boxers.
"But only if you're a good boy..." she whispered before pushing my underwear down, freeing my throbbing cock at last.
ill be as good as u want
"Ohhh..." she moaned, her fingers wrapping around my shaft as she began to stroke me. "I've never met a boy quite this naughty... but I have ways of dealing with that." Vanessa leaned forward, kissing my neck and then suckling gently on my collarbone before continuing to tease and caress me.
"You're so big..." she breathed into my ear. "I bet you can make a girl feel... wonderful." Her nails dug lightly into my thighs as she ground herself against my leg, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps that only served to fuel the fire burning within me.
"Why don't we find out?" she whispered, kissing her way up to my lips before sliding her wet tongue along them and pressing harder against my aching cock with each thrust of her hips. Her moans
your suprisinglt gentle for what u were sayimg
She bit her lower lip and nodded, her movements becoming more frenzied as she neared her climax. "I can be gentle...and I can be wild," she panted between breaths. "Just remember that no matter what, you owe me..." Her hips bucked harder against mine, her grip tightening on my shaft, and with a low moan she came, trembling in my arms.
As the intensity of her orgasm began to subside, Vanessa leaned back, panting heavily. Her eyes met mine, dark and unfathomable in the soft light of the room. "Do you want to see what else I can do?" she asked huskily.
of course
She smiled slowly, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Then close your eyes... and hold onto something," she murmured before beginning to lower herself back down on me, guiding my cock into her heat. It felt so good, so tight around me that I couldn't help but let out a moan.
Her movements were fluid and sensual as she began to ride me, her soft curves grinding against mine in perfect harmony. Her hands ran up and down my chest, tracing patterns on my skin while she nipped at my earlobe with her teeth.
"Tell me you like this," she whispered into the darkness. "Tell me what I do to you." She leaned forward, licking the shell of my ear before thrusting harder against me, driving us both closer to the edge.
Her breath came in short gasps as she fought for control, her hips moving faster
your really bad for asserting dominance
My eyes glinted mischievously as I took another deep breath and let it out slowly before replying, "And here I thought you liked being in charge." I gave him a sultry smile before leaning forward and kissing his neck, nipping gently at the tender skin. My hips moved harder against him, feeling his cock slide easily inside my wet heat.
"But perhaps..." I purred as I rocked my hips faster, "Perhaps you're right. Maybe I should let you take control... just for tonight." I arched my back, pressing our pelvises together and groaning softly at the incredible sensation.
With every thrust of his hips, he drove deeper inside me, making my walls clench tight around him. My nails dug into his shoulders as I felt myself getting closer to the edge. "Fuck," I muttered between gasps,