Fitness Model needs cock & begs her neighbour to come over

The Front Door needing more than Knocking

Natalie was a fitness model, and her toned body was a sight to behold. Her toned ass, which she lovingly referred to as her “money maker”, was the subject of many a wolf-whistle as she sauntered by. But lately, Natalie’s glossed lips had a hint of pink in them that was not from her usual lipstick. No, that flush came straight from her heated imagination.

Every morning, her neighbor,ake, would step outside his apartment, clad in nothing but sweatpants. Whenever she saw him, a flutter would pass through her stomach. The way his sweatpants hung off his waist, the tantalizing V of his hips, the bulge he sportsmanlike always carried around. Natalie had never been one for flings, preferring to keep things casual. But notifications this man was different. This man promised adventure.

One day, as Jake returned from his early morning jog, Natalie bounded down the stairs. Her tiny, lace-up figure-hugging crop-top and yoga pants left little to the imagination. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she tripped, falling directly into Jake’s buff arms. Their eyes locked for a moment too long.

“Well, hello there,” Jake said, tongue-in-cheek. “You were saying your piece, lady.”

Natalie felt her cheeks flare. “Jake!” she giggled. “Gosh, I didn’t mean to be so rough.”

“Oh, it’s alright,” Jake chuckled. “It’s the least I can do for my downstairs neighbor.”

“Well, if you ever need a hand with anything,” Natalie said, batting her eyelashes, “my door’s always open.”

Jake’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “Always open, huh?”

Natalie raised an eyebrow. “Amongst other things.”

Later that evening, Jake found himself knocking on Natalie’s door. She answered, wearing nothing but a silky robe, a glass of wine in hand. “Jake!” Natalie exclaimed. “It’s so nice to have you!”

Jake’s eyes roved over Natalie’s curvy figure. “I just thought I’d swing by,” he said huskily. “You said you were open to helping…with anything.”

Natalie’s heart pounded. This was really happening. “Oh, of course,” she purred. “Won’t you come in?”

As Jake stepped into the apartment, Natalie closed the door with a soft click. She turned to him, eyes smoldering. “And what exactly do you need help with?” she asked coyly.

Jake stepped closer. “I can think of a few things,” he murmured. Natalie’s breath caught as he pressed against her. She could feel the heat emanating from his skin, smell the sweat and cologne cocktail.

Jake’s hands moved of their own accord to cup Natalie’s full breasts. “I need this shirt off,” he growled. In one swift motion, he had Natalie’s crop-top flying across the room. Her full, heavy breasts bounced free, the bralette she wore adding to the allure.

“Fuck yes,” Jake hissed. “You have the best tits.” Natalie’s hand immediately drifted down to the straining bulge of Jake’s sweatpants. She gripped his hard length through the soft fabric, amazed at how thick he felt. “Wait ’til I get my lips on this bad boy,” she breathed.

Soon, both were naked. Jake couldn’t take his eyes off Natalie’s glistening pink slit. “I bet this pussy could milk me dry,” he rumbled, rubbing her clit roughly. Natalie moaned, grinding against his fingers. “Oh fuck, Jake! I need your cock.”

Jake picked Natalie up by the ass, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to the bed, throwing her down on the satin sheets. “Spread those thighs, baby,” Jake commanded. “I wanna taste you.”

Natalie did as she was told, her pink folds glistening in the soft bedroom light. Jake dove in, his tongue lapping at her sweet nectar. His tongue swirled around her hard clit, teasing it with light flicks. “Oh God,” Natalie whimpered. “Fuck me, Jake! I need to feel you!”

Jake needed no further urging. He crawled up Natalie’s body until his cock was pressing against her entrance. With one hard thrust, he was buried inside her. Natalie cried out at the sensation of him stretching her pussy walls. He was so huge, hitting her deepest spots.

Jake set a brutal pace, pounding into Natalie’s soaked cunt. Her breasts bounced with each ferocious thrust. “Fuck yes!” Natalie screamed, nails raking over Jake’s muscular back. “Harder! Deeper!”

Jake pounded her relentlessly, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He could feel Natalie’s pussy clench around him, her walls fluttering as her orgasm approached. “That’s it, baby,” he grunted. “Come all over my big fucking cock.”

On one particularly deep thrust, Natalie exploded. She came so hard that her vision went white, her pussy gushing all over Jake’s thick shaft. The sensation pushed Jake over the edge as well. With one final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside Natalie and came. Streams of thick, hot cum pumped inside her, filling her to the brim.

They collapsed together on the bed, panting, sweat-slicked bodies pressed together. “Fuck,” Natalie groaned. “I knew you’d feel good, but that was next level.”

Jake chuckled, nuzzling her neck. “I aim to please,” he murmured. “And I aim to keep pleasing, if you know what I mean.”

Natalie grinned, squeezing his cock with her still-quivering pussy. “Mmm, I think I do, you naughty man. Welcome to the neighborhood.”

And so began Natalie’s fling with her tall, dark and frisky neighbor. From then on, the walls of apartment 2B were liable to reverberate with the most pleasurable types of noise. What a happy ending (and beginning) to an evidently steamy “HOY.”