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Title: A Naughty Afternoon with the Neighbor’s MILF

It was a sweltering summer afternoon, and I found myself sweating profusely as I lounged on the living room couch, channel-surfing relentlessly. That’s when I noticed her – my gorgeous, buxom neighbor Mrs. Yamada, watering her lush garden in a thin, white sundress. The way the sun’s rays shone through the fabric, illuminating her ample curves and full, round ass, was mesmerizing. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

“Mr. Nakamura!” Mrs. Yamada’s dulcet tones pulled me from my lean, mean, drooling machine reverie. “It’s so hot out, isn’t it? Why don’t you come over for a cooling drink and cool down a little bit?” Her smile was as warm as the sun, and I hoped she wasn’t noticing my robust erection tenting my shorts.

I quickly collected myself and strolled over to her lush garden, ignoring the trail of drool that fell from my chin. “Mrs. Y, some of your tomato vines look like they could use a little trimming,” I said, pointing to her rose bushes, which were no doubt straining to contain their ripening fruit.

She giggled, her hefty breasts bouncing with laughter. “You’re right, these vines do seem a bit out of control. Would you mind helping me trim them? I’ll make you that drink in exchange.”

I followed her into the house, my eyes glued to Mrs. Yamada’s swaying hips and the hypnotic jiggle of her plump behind. As she bent over to retrieve a pair of gardening shears, I couldn’t help but admire the way her sundress rode up, giving me a tantalizing peek at her thong-clad ass.

She caught me staring and smiled coyly. “I don’t have a chair for you to sit on – you’ll have to join me on the floor.” She positioned herself on the cool tile, patting the space beside her with a playful grin.

I eagerly plopped down, my erection growing more insistent by the second. As Mrs. Yamada began to snip away at the rose bushes, I couldn’t resist sneakily adjusting my shorts to give my throbbing member some much-needed relief.

Mrs. Yamada noticed and smirked. “You seem a little…uncomfortable down there. Is everything alright?”

“Um, yeah…it’s just so hot in here,” I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.

“Mmm, well, maybe I can help you cool down…” Mrs. Yamada set down her shears and turned to face me, her ample breasts straining against the thin fabric of her sundress. She reached out and traced a finger down my chest, lingering at the waistband of my shorts.

I gulped, my heart pounding in my chest as she slowly unzipped my fly, freeing my aching cock. “Mrs. Yamada, I…I don’t know if we should…”

“Shhh, don’t worry about it,” she cooed, wrapping her plump, moist lips around the head of my shaft. I groaned in ecstasy as she slowly inched her mouth down my length, her soft tongue swirling around my throbbing flesh.

Mrs. Yamada bobbed her head up and down, taking me deeper into her warm, wet mouth with each thrust. Her skilled hands massaged my balls, coaxing out bead after bead of pre-cum. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her head as she sucked me off with fervor.

“Mmm, you taste so good,” Mrs. Yamada purred, releasing my cock from her luscious lips with a wet pop. She stood up and slowly slid her sundress off her shoulders, revealing her bare, voluptuous body to me.

Her huge, heavy breasts swayed as she stepped towards me, nipples hard and begging to be sucked. I complied eagerly, lapping at her succulent mounds and tweaking her stiff buds between my fingers.

Mrs. Yamada moaned in pleasure, grinding her drenched, naked pussy against my shaft. “Do you want to fuck me, Mr. Nakamura? Want to slide that big, thick cock into my tight cunt?”

I nodded fervently, too horny to even speak. She positioned herself over me, lowering her slick folds onto my aching shaft. I gasped as her velvety walls enveloped me, gripping me tightly as she began to bounce on my cock.

“Fuck, your cock feels so good inside me,” Mrs. Yamada moaned, rolling her hips in circular motions. Her huge tits jiggled hypnotically with each undulation, spurring me on to piston deeper into her greedy hole.

I grabbed her wide hips, slamming up into her with reckless abandon. The wet sounds of our fucking filled the room as Mrs. Yamada tossed her head back in ecstasy, her fat ass cheeks slapping against my thighs.

“Cum for me, Mr. Nakamura! I want to feel you explode inside me!” she cried out, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a velvet vise.

With a roar of pleasure, I obeyed her command, my balls tightening as I shot thick ropes of cum deep into her spasming cunt. Mrs. Yamada shrieked in rapture, her body shaking as she milked every last drop from my spent shaft.

We collapsed on the floor, panting and covered in sweat. As I caught my breath, I couldn’t help but admire the beautiful, naked woman lying beside me. I leaned over and kissed her deeply, savoring the taste of her luscious lips.

“Mmm, that was amazing,” Mrs. Yamada purred, running a finger down my chest. “But I’m afraid my garden is still full of wild vines. Will you help me trim them again, Mr. Nakamura?”

I grinned, my cock already stirring at the thought of another tryst with my sexy neighbor. “I’d be happy to, Mrs. Yamada. I’m always ready to lend a helping hand – or anything else you might need.”