The neighbor from across the street had more to offer than I thought… Part 1

I met her through localmilfs.com. A regular profile – a few pictures, a short description, a smile with a slight sparkle in her eye. Her name was Emma. It turned out she literally lived across from me, in the same neighborhood, which in itself raised the temperature of our correspondence. We wrote for a few days until she finally asked:

— Maybe we could go for a drive somewhere tonight…? By car. You drive.

I didn’t need any more encouragement.

I drove up to her block at 9:15 PM. She came out wearing black tight leggings and a short gray hoodie, with lace from her bra peeking out underneath. She had red lips and that confident step that makes a guy automatically straighten his back. She got into the car, smelling of vanilla and something… spicy.

— Where are we going? — I asked.

— Somewhere no one will see us — she replied with a smile that promised more than any words could.

I pulled over to the side behind the forest, a place where even the curious don’t peek. I turned off the engine, but the tension inside only grew. Emma moved closer to me and before I could say anything, her fingers touched my neck, then slid down to my chest.

- I was waiting for this for a week. – she whispered and bit her lower lip lightly.

Her hands were determined. She unzipped my pants in one move and pulled out my throbbing member. She looked into my eyes, leaned forward and slowly, very slowly, took it into her mouth.

I moaned softly, grabbing her hair, not too hard, but sensitively. Her lips moved in unison, rhythmically, and her tongue played with every vein. The car was becoming a small, hot box full of moisture, breath and the smell of sex.

Emma stood up, looked at me, licked her lips.

- Let's switch seats, - she ordered, pointing to the backseat.

We made our way there clumsily but quickly. She straddled my thighs and lifted her hips, guiding me towards her. She was hot and wet, ready already. When it came down, we both moaned.

Her movements were slow but strong. She held my arms, her nails leaving marks. As she moved up and down, I felt the whole world tightening around just that inside, that rhythm, that look.

At one point she put her hands on the roof of the car, taking complete control. I felt her insides pulsating, her grip on me tightening every moment.

- God… - I gasped, unable to hold on any longer.

-Just a moment… - she replied hoarsely, and after a few more pushes, she shuddered, her whole body trembling. Her orgasm was deep, intense, quiet, but tense.

It was enough for me to explode inside her a moment later, gripping her hips tightly, feeling both of us falling apart.

She slid off of me slowly and fell onto my chest. We embraced, only breathing and the rustle of the trees outside could be heard.

- Well… the neighborhood takes on a whole new dimension, - I said, kissing her on the forehead. Emma smiled.

- And this is only the first chapter, darling.