Desire

Neighbors

"hey you said you needed to talk, is everything alright? Need me to sit down again?" I asked as the door opened in front of me, but I was taken by surprise when I was pulled into the house, with lips crashing onto mine. I didn't resist as it happened, as I'm hot and older but then again he was 47 and I was 20 so how bad could it... he's married. Without a second to think he took control and wrapped his arms around my waist, slamming the door behind us and swinging me into the entrance of his home. I placed my hands on his firm chest and pushed him back.

"Wait, what's going on?" I asked breathlessly, staring up into his alluring brown eyes that seemed to be filled with so much sorrow.

"She cheated on me" he reluctantly confessed "she's never home anymore, I need you in my bed, on my cock, now" he got out in a rush all the while kissing down my neck, making me moan out at the mere image of us in his and his wife's bed. I will admit I have fantasized about him multiple times, living right next door I see a lot of things that go on through the windows but this was just all so fast.

"I don't know about-" my sentence was cut short as he led his hands under my flimsy sundress and to my now exposed waist. He quickly pulled me closer and grounded his hard, jean-clad cock against the thin, now wet material of my panties. I bit my lip, resisting moaning out once again as he did so, as he hit right against my bundle of nerves.

"I didn't ask" he gritted out through his clenched teeth, staring me right in the eye as he moved against me again. This time I moaned back, returning the motion with my own hips and wrapping my arms around his neck for support. He gave a devious smirk before his lips came crashing back down on mine. My arms came up as he whisked away my dress and I promptly wrapped them around his neck as tight as possible, one hand threading into his hair. He backed us up quickly, his hands gliding higher and higher, stopping on my exposed breasts. His rough hands came up and caressed my 34B breasts, fitting perfectly in his hands.

My back hit a railing, and I gasped as the cold metal hit my lower back. He pulled back, looking me in the eye, all the while having a firm grasp on my pebbled nipples.

"Upstairs, to the right, second door on the left" He instructed, and before I could make my escape upstairs he pulled one last time on my breast before smacking my ass gripping it firmly. I squealed in excitement and nearly ran up the stairs once he let me go.

I walked down the hall, second door to the left, and waited for him at the door, posing in front of it with my back resting against the frame and my hands behind my back. He wasn't far behind as he turned the corner, not taking a second before wrapping his arms around me once again. He opened the door and led me back, slamming this door behind us as well. His lips connected with mine once again, forcing my mouth open for his tongue to explore mine. He led us back further and further until my knees hit the bed. I put one hand back, ready to fall onto it, only for him to stop me. He pulled me back up, before roughly flipping me over so I was then facing the dark satin sheets.

He placed a hand on my head, fisting into my hair, and pushed me down onto the covers. His feet placed in between my own, spreading me wide, his hips that were now flush against mine pushed into me, causing me to now fully rest myself, from the waist up, on the bed.

I moaned out as I could feel my own wetness pooling in my panties and down my thighs as he did so.

"Stay" he ordered, before letting me go. I gladly did, staying in the same position as he left. I heard shuffling in one of his drawers before he came back with various items. I went to move my head to look at them, only for his hand to thread back into my hair. "I said stay," he growled before letting go. I bit my lip in anticipation as he placed all the items down on the bed, just above my head. His rough hands grabbed my wrists and placed them behind my back before cold metal met them. I heard clicks before the metal securely fastened itself onto my wrists. I wriggled, seeing the resistance they gave, only to realize it was barely any. The cold metal scraped lightly against my wrists.