Love Thy Neighbor : Home For The Holidays Featuring Natasha Nice & Kenzie Love

It was a festive holiday season and the neighbors were getting into the spirit of things, albeit in a rather naughty way. Natasha Nice, the sultry, raven-haired bombshell next door, had always caught the eye of spineless middle-aged marketer Timmy Jenkins. And frankly, the feeling was mutual. There was just something incredibly unholy about their mutual attraction, as if the devil himself had whispered sweet nothings in their ears.

One balmy December evening, as snowflakes danced outside the open window, Natasha sauntered over to Timmy’s place wearing nothing but a slinky red thong and garter belt. The jingling of her jewelry and the click of her stilettos echoed through the empty house, snapping Timmy’s head up from his laptop.

“Congratulations, I made the register,” Timmy announced sheepishly, fidgeting with the fraying rope of his “World’s Best Dad” tie. Natasha merely shrugged, her full, pouty lips drawn into a smug little smirk as she leaned down to trace one perfectly-plucked eyebrow. “But tonight, I’m here to make you an offer you can’t refuse.”

She peeled back the elastic of Timmy’s boxers, exposing his small, hairy abdomen and checking the size of his manhood. “You’ve got a nice one. Big enough for the job.” Timmy swallowed hard. He couldn’t believe this goddess wanted him, but with that prodigious pair of tits and cock-length legs on display, he was too horny to question it.

Suddenly, the front door crashed open, revealing Natasha’s 18-year-old daughter, Kenzie Love, and her 26-year-old tattooed ex-convict boyfriend Spence. Confronted with the latex-clad adonis, Timmy’s expression transformed into an incredulous stare, his crotch tightening as Spence growled, “What’s going on here?”

“What does it look like, big boy?” Natasha mocked. “I’m about to drain a nice fat load straight from the tap.” Spence advanced on Timmy, snarling, his bulging muscles flexing beneath the pledges and gang tattoos. “And what about me, baby?” he demanded in a gravelly rasp.

Natasha laid a possessive hand on Spence’s chest, batting her mascara-laden lashes. “You’re next in line, you hung, spoiled piece of man-meat. I’ve got plenty of holes to fill for every one of you.” Her voice became a husky growl, thick with carnal promise. “And since I’m a giver, I want you two to fill out my slutty whore here.”

Kenzie giggled and peeled off her tiny denim cutoffs, revealing sauntering asset. The leggy teen tossed her fiery mane over one tanned shoulder and tottered into the room wearing nothing but stripper heels and a black G-string. “Hiya Daddy,” she purred. “Mama told us what you do, and we wanna get in on the action!”

Spence grabbed Kenzie roughly, fusing his mouth to hers in an alpha aggression that had the redhead mewling. His huge hands groped and squeezed her nubile young body while Timmy looked on in absolute horror. But Natasha wasn’t about to let him back out. “You wanted this,” she reminded him acidly, thrusting her huge tits in his face. “And now, you’re going to give it to them!”

Timmy turned and ran, but they caught him in the kitchen, cornering him against the counter like an animal. Spence pulled out a gleaming rig of sharp instruments and tools. “Nice set-up!” he complimented Timmy. “I can help clean and disinfect, while Miss Kenzie here helps Mama get her wish to taste your baby gravy.”

Kenzie peeled off Timmy’s pants, revealing his full, throbbing erection protruding through a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. She began licking up and down its dusty pink length, her green eyes half-lidded in filthy ecstasy. “How much will you give us if we get you off?” she breathed, puckering her plump lips around the head of his member. “I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?” Natasha mused, stroking the rippling planes of Spence’s abs. The ripped stud nodded. “Sucking him dry isn’t it, baby?” he growled. “I’ll make you take it in both holes!”

The two women exchanged a knowing look as they turned to Timmy. “You heard him,” Natasha hissed, flicking her black hair over one shoulder. “You two can have me all night, but in exchange, you empty this one’s balls within the next ten minutes or you’ll go see a real doctor for that nasty gonorrhea infection – if it doesn’t turn into syphilis next.”

Timmy shuddered as Kenzie knelt before him, lapping at his leaking cockhead like a kitten at milk. “Mmmm, you taste like a real man,” she sighed, her hot breath tickling his quivering cock-shaft as she worked it deeper down her throat.

Spence held Natasha’s neck as she sucked him off, her long black nails digging into his hips as she cruised him fast and hard, spitting and drooling over his fat petcock. “Goddamn!” he bellowed, his eyes rolling back in his head. “That’s the sluttiest shit I’ve ever seen!”

Kenzie bounced up and down Timmy’s big fat cock, her tight little body making sloppy wet sloshing noises as she took him balls-deep. “Oh Daddy!” she squealed. “Fuck me just like I made you fuck those names on the list!”

Spence removed his cock from Natasha’s mouth and slammed it into her pussy instead, hammering her with his huge, veiny slab of meat. “Ungh, that’s it!” he roared. “Whrrrrk that shit! Gonna’ fill you up like a fucking bratwurst!”

Kenzie yanked Timmy’s balls hard, smiling cruelly as she ab-squeezed out thick, creamy ropes of spunk. “Mmmm, nice!” she giggled. “I’ve got plenty of flu shots waiting to be prepped and loaded into a proper glass-and-steel syringe!”

Natasha shoved her hand up Spence’s asshole, fingering him as he shot a huge load right up into her stomach. “Mmmm fuck yeah!” she moaned, squeezing her tits. “Mark me, baby! Claim me as your bitch!”

And that was their unusual tradition, a thirsty little threesome carried out by the Jenkins family and their neighbors during the holidays. The next day, all of Timmy’s clients would get flu shots in the mail, and what a flu season it would be!