$name1 is a chubby girl, lusted after by her married neighbor, $name2.
$name1 let out a sigh as she reluctantly pulled herself away from her book, thinking it was probably her mother wanting to discuss her latest relationship or her most recent job interview.
Instead, it was an unknown number, and she swiped across the screen to answer it. An unfamiliar male voice replied, “$name1? This is $name2 from next door.” She immediately recognized the name. $name2, her attractive, older neighbor whom she’d exchanged pleasantries with a handful of times when crossing paths at the mailbox, was the one calling her now.
$name1’s heart thumped a little faster for a second, followed by a flutter of excitement. She didn’t receive many calls, let alone from handsome neighbors.
“Hey, $name2! What can I do for you?” she asked, her tone upbeat. She couldn’t help but steal a glance at herself in the phone’s front camera; her olive skin looked good today, and her dark hair cascading in loose waves down her shoulders had just been washed and blow-dried.
The fluffiness of her body was visible, a reminder of her chubby frame, but she tried to push the negative thoughts aside.
$name2 hesitated for a moment. “Well, I’m actually in your backyard right now, and I noticed you outside too. I hope it’s all right that I called.
I was just admiring your beautiful orangery, and I saw you reading there—such a peaceful setting,” $name2 finished, the warmth in his voice apparent even through a phone call.
$name1’s cheeks slightly reddened as she smiled, feeling flattered. “Ah, yes, my backyard is my sanctuary! You’re more than welcome to take a look around. I’ll meet you by the orangery,” she said, with genuine enthusiasm. She found it easy to be herself when conversing with $name2—an unusual but refreshing feeling.
His warm brown eyes appeared sincere, and his genuine curiosity about literature made her feel seen. As they walked toward the orangery, the air seemed less restrictive, and her self-consciousness dissolved ever so slightly.
$name1 marvelled silently at her backyard, aware of how fortunate she was to have such a lovely haven in the heart of the city. The sunlit branches bent gracefully over the path leading to her sanctuary, casting dancing shadows that swayed in the gentle breeze.
$name2 followed close behind $name1, and she found her thoughts suddenly disrupted. Conversing with him felt like second nature, as they shared a love for literature and a natural ease with one another.
$name1 opened the orangery door, revealing a cozy and intimate space, enveloped in the rich aroma of blooming oranges and lush greenery. The sunlight filtered through the canopy of trees, highlighting the dust particles gently drifting in the air.
Under the golden embrace of the sun-drenched Orangery, $name2’s gaze trailed a bead of sweat that trickled slowly down $name1’s chest. His heart thumped heavily like a drum that refused to pause, while his hands twiddled absentmindedly with the stem of his wine glass.
The warm, velvety scent of the oranges surrounding them filled the air, their sweet perfume enveloping the two of them in its grasp.
A flock of sparrows burst into melodic, lively song as the sun slid lower in the sky.
As they settled into wicker chairs, side by side and facing the kaleidoscope of colors that painted the sky, $name1 couldn’t ignore the subconscious spark in the air between them.
$name2 mustered the courage to ease closer to her side, finding it all too easy to surrender to the magnetic pull drawing them together. “You know, $name1, there’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you.” His voice wavered, barely above a whisper.
$name1 could feel his anxiety, but she couldn’t help the twinkle that appeared in her eyes.
“What is it, $name2? You can tell me anything,” she insisted, trying to encourage him.
He closed his eyes briefly, sucked in a deep breath, and opened his eyes again, locking his gaze onto hers. “$name1, I have to be upfront with you… I have feelings for you. I know it might be inappropriate, considering my situation, but I can’t ignore it anymore,” he confessed, his voice tinged with guilt.
The confession rendered both of them silent for a while, as the reality of $name2’s admission dangled between them. $name1 carefully placed her glass on the orangery’s stone table, her heart beating wildly in her chest. However, she also felt a sudden surge of excitement, unable to deny the thrill of hearing his true feelings.
She slowly pivoted in $name2’s direction, facing him squarely and resting her hands on her lap. Her palms were damp, and she suddenly felt much more aware of her own body than before.
“It’s okay, $name2.
There’s no need for guilt,” $name1 whispered, a soft smile playing upon her lips. She reached out, placing her hand on his, giving his fingers a reassuring squeeze.
He seemed puzzled by her response but quickly managed a tentative smile. “Are… are you sure, $name1? I know it’s a complex situation—you have your life, while I’m married and not looking for any misunderstandings. It’s better if I just keep these feelings to myself,” he said, his words filled with concern.
$name1 hesitated for a mere second, but her body had already begun betraying her. Her cheeks flushed, burning to the touch, and a secret thrill snaked its way through her as she tentatively met $name2’s impassioned gaze. The weight of his confession hung between them, but it was the fire of desire flickering in his eyes that finally tipped the scales.
“We should be careful,” she whispered, a tinge of worry tainting her husky voice as her heart galloped in her chest.
The tenderness in his eyes gave $name1 the courage she needed, ignoring her earlier caution.
$name2’s hand trembled ever so slightly as he gently explored her face, tracing her jawline with the pad of his thumb. $name1 sighed, her body responding involuntarily to his touch. The heat that ignited within her was an unfamiliar emotion, unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.
However, she knew it was mutual, as $name2 leaned in to brush his lips against hers gently yet persistently.
They continued to kiss, each kiss growing in passion and intensity.
The pressure slowly built, sending shivers running down her spine and setting her skin aflame as their bodies moved closer.
Reaching out, $name1 felt the roughness of $name2’s stubble, as she moved closer, hungrily returning the kiss. Her curiosity ached for more. Pushing aside her doubts, she focused only on the warmth and certainty of this man, so close to her.
He began to probe further, parting them and slipping his tongue against hers, igniting her long-suppressed desires.
$name2’s hand ventured lower, finding its way to her waist, which was already heaving with every ragged breath. $name1 allowed herself to be swept away by the heat of the moment, her self-consciousness slowly melting away under $name2’s exploring fingers.
With a faint gasp, she surrendered herself to the intoxicating adventure unfolding between them. Her plump frame pressed eagerly against his, and her pudgy fingers wove themselves into the fabric of his shirt.
His hand grew braver in its exploration of $name1.Encouraged by her soft moans and the throbbing in the loins, his fingers found the hem of her dress, making little work of lifting it ever so slowly over her plump thighs.
Her body shivered as the cool air wafted over her now revealed pale flesh. Suddenly, her pudgy fingers deftly pushed his chest, sending him back onto the wicker chair.
Her doe eyes filled with mischief and lust, $name1 gracefully straddled $name2’s lap.
She could feel the hardening evidence of his aching desire for her, pressing tightly against the thin fabric of her lace underwear. His calloused hands explored the soft mounds of her body, squeezing and kneading them with the familiarity of reading a well-loved novel.
$name2’s fingers danced along the edge of her bra, finally releasing one plump breast from its confinement, so that it spilled forth.
His mouth sank onto the rosy, pert nipple, taking in the softness and roundness of her breast, all while $name1 quivered with every touch and lick.
“Your tits are fucking amazing, $name1,” $name2 uttered through a low growl, barely lifting his head from his new target below.
He sucked and pinched her other nipple just hard enough to bring forth an ache of pleasure, making her nubs bead up like ripe cherries at the peak of summer.
$name1’s heavy breasts bounced slightly whenever $name2’s sucked-in breath tickled them. Each wet tongue bath sent streams of need running from her nipples to her pussy.
Wrapping her arms around $name2’s head, she sighed deeply and held him tighter against her body as she relinquished herself to the whirlpool of desire. His scruffy beard scratched her soft, delicate flesh, and the scrape made her skin feel electric to the touch.
“Fuck,” $name2 moaned.
As $name2’s mouth graciously sucked on her nipples, $name1 began to work his jeans.
She could feel his eager, pulsating manhood poking through, begging to be released.
“Goddammit, $name1, your softness is too much to bear,” $name2 confessed, hot and heavy breaths weighing against her skin as he feasted on her breast like a starving man.
Her pudgy fingers deftly unzipped his pants, wanting nothing more than to feel the heat emanating from his engorged cock. With one swift motion, her hand reached inside his boxers and grasped the swollen rod between her fingers.
$name1’s eyes widened playfully. “You’re not the only one who’s amazed, $name2,” she teased, gasping slightly as she slowly began to stroke his girth.
$name2 responded with a low, animalistic growl at her touch, his hips rising and falling rapidly to match her motions. She wanted to feel his thickness explore every inch of her body, to fill her in ways she had never been filled before.
$name1 stroked him gently at first, easing into a steady rhythm, savoring both the gasps of pleasure from her neighbor and the hardening cock in her grasp. She could feel each vein pulsate under her eager fingers, his sheer size making her mouth water in anticipation.
The heady perfume of the orangery had nothing on $name1’s musky aroma, and $name2 could no longer resist inhaling the heady scent of a woman in need—a woman whose body called out to him.
His raging erection angled toward her, demanding that she open herself to him.
Guided by instinct, $name1 withdrew her hand, allowing $name2’s swollen, needy member to bob free with a satisfying pop. Its girth and length left her gaping open-mouthed.
“Oh, fuck,” she exclaimed, her voice a husky whisper as her eyes widened in a mixture of awe and need.
$name2 nearly sighed in relief as she moved above him, undulating slowly to tease him even more.
As her hips rocked back and forth, his hardness slipped between her pillowy thighs to slide against the gusset of her lace underwear. It glided smoothly with the wetness he’d teased out, and every stroke sent a jolt of pleasure to the base of his spine.
$name1’s own need began to scream louder, her breath stuttering and catching as she felt the delicious pressure of $name2’s manhood grinding against her bare and sensitive flesh.
She moaned softly, the vibrations tickling his lips and causing him to suck harder at her nipple.
“$name2, please do something,” she begged breathlessly, her hips moving ever so slightly in encouragement.
$name2 didn’t need much more prompting. He hooked his fingers around the thin straps of her lace underwear and tugged them downwards, his eyes following the path greedily.
Her plump mound was soon exposed, coated with a glistening wetness that betrayed her yearning. She lifted herself slightly to help $name2 rid her of the last stitches of clothing keeping them apart, kicking it away with a relieved sigh.
$name2’s hand slid up her leg, savoring the soft warmth radiating through her skin. His touch traced a trail over her puffy pussy lips, and he wasted no time delving deeper to explore the treasure he had unearthed.
His thumb brushed experimentally over her swollen clit, seeking out her sweet spot and watching intently as $name1’s head lolled back, a guttural moan of pure pleasure escaping her lips.
“Oh, fuck, $name2,” she whispered, breath hitching in an attempt to quell the fire searing her from within.
$name2 loved the wanton sound of absolute euphoria in $name1’s voice. His thumb delved lower to gather some of the wetness pooling between her legs and used it as lubrication to return to her throbbing nub.
He circled her clit, teasing her mercilessly, as $name1 mewled like a hungry kitten.
“More, $name2,” she begged with more urgency, riding his hand shamelessly as she sought her release. She needed to come undone, and she needed it badly.
$name2 could no longer resist giving in to $name1’s wishes, slipping one finger in slowly. Her slick walls welcomed him eagerly as he gently maneuvered it further inside her. Her tightness enveloped him in a familiar yet thrilling embrace.
$name1 felt irrepressible gratification as $name2 filled her, and she rode his finger hungrily, increasing the pressure and grind of her hips. He left no doubt in $name1’s mind; it was his prerogative to take control, but she would cater to his carnal demands.
$name2 raised his head from the preciousolas of $name1’s left breast to admire her visage, the flush of ardor painted on her cheeks, her lips slick with a vermilion patina.
“$name1,” he whispered sultrily, urging her to straddle him properly. His gaze swept downward, catching sight of her oozing, wet folds that seemed desperate for his attention.
“$name2…” $name1 breathed excitedly, feeling the coatings of eager semen congealing around his rigid cock. The anticipation seized her when she considered exactly how $name2 would enter her. “Take me, please.”
With a powerful thrust, $name2 slid deep within her, filling her plump body despite her initial apprehension.
Her slick walls stretched and molded themselves around his hardness as he savored the feeling of entering her hot, wet embrace. He slid his hands down to cup her firm, ripe ass cheeks, reveling in the difference between their bodies as he took her weight and urged her to rock her hips in time with his own.
“Fuck, $name2! Goddamn you feel amazing!” $name1 panted as she sank down upon him further. He moaned aloud, loving the feeling of being deep inside her.
The walls of her tight sex squeezed around him like a velvet glove, threatening to snap him in two. With every undulation, $name1’s tits bounced enticingly, driving $name2 wild with lust.
Together they moved in unison, creating a melodic symphony of gasps, groans, and wet, slapping sounds reverberating within the orangery. Her climax began to build steadily until her legs started quivering uncontrollably, the first warning sign that $name1 was hurtling towards her edge.
“Fuck, $name2!” she cried out suddenly.
Her whole body tensed as the first wave of pleasure washed over her.
$name2 could feel her pussy walls contracting, squeezing every inch of him as $name1 screamed obscenities in the privacy of the orangery.
He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the brewing storm inside of him. His entire body was trembling, and he could feel every muscle tightening, ready to unleash an explosive orgasm. But he fought it, wanting to extend the pleasure for as long as possible.
$name1 leaned back, her breasts swaying hypnotically above his face.
The heavy globes bounced slightly as she ground her hips into $name2’s lap. Her slick walls continued to rhythmically spasm around his cock, clenching him tighter and unleashing a gush of moisture each time she tightened.
He felt her quivering, not only from the intense pleasure but from the sheer force of her orgasm.
$name2 watched, mesmerized by the beauty of $name1 in the throes of ecstasy. Gripping her luscious ass tightly, he moved his hips, bucking harder against her.
His cock plunged deeper into $name1’s slick, wet pussy.
In reply, a soft, guttural growl escaped her lips before she began meeting each of his thrusts, each one driving their bodies closer and closer to nirvana.
$name2’s rough hands roamed across every inch of $name1’s body, squeezing her plump breasts, massaging the softness of her stomach, and finally resting on the curve of her hips as they rocked together. Her moans grew increasingly louder and filled the orangery with a sensual symphony.
With each exhaled breath, steam billowed from their bodies, floating high into the air like frothy, white clouds. The setting sun cast dazzling, golden beams upon their intertwined forms, as they indulged in the blissful symphony of their mutual desires.
$name2’s fingers, calloused from years of manual labor, explored the sumptuous curves of $name1’s voluptuous body, confirming the floating promised land that lay between her legs, greedily yearning for the tender embrace of his manhood.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn wet and tight,” $name2 groaned with sincere admiration as he plunged his throbbing erection deeper into the quivering vortex of $name1’s need.
“Yes, $name2! Oh, God, harder!” her hungry voice panted in reply, a stark contradiction to the shy brunette he had once struggled to strike a conversation with.
The thought of sexually taming such a charismatic yet unassuming creature drove him insanely wild.
Her greedy, untamed body responded to his touch in ways he’d never before experienced.
$name2 clasped $name1’s hips firmly, before rotating them into a smooth, satisfying rhythm. Their damp bodies effortlessly slid against one another — and with every thrust— her bouncing breasts emitted entrancing jiggles, amplifying the heady sensation of their lovemaking.
His manhood speared into her, probing, plundering, filling her up to capacity, and sending a fresh surge of shivers tingling through her core.
“Goddamn, $name2, you feel amazing!” She grimaced through a ragged gasp, throwing all caution aside.
He reached for her breasts once more, squeezing them almost painfully as his fingers danced over her erect nipples. $name2 could feel $name1’s tight inner walls begin to helplessly convulse around his rock-hard cock as she neared another unavoidable orgasm.
$name1’s moans grew louder and more frequent, desperate and primal. Each panted breath matched the rhythm of his hard thrusts, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of his own release as they neared their sinful peak.
“Fuck, yes! Harder, $name2!”
Her whole body began to tremble as her pussy walls clamped around his shaft with bruising force. The sweet heat radiating from her was practically stifling, with every pulse sending a gush of liquid pleasure cascading down his swollen rod.
The sensation was indescribably satisfying, and $name2 finally lost control. With a guttural roar, he rammed into $name1 with a force that knocked the wind out of her, sending her bouncing and writhing in an ecstatic dance.
“Fuccckkkk, I’m gonna come!” $name2 cried, barely able to form a coherent sentence.
$name1 answered with a desperate whine, clenching around him wildly in anticipation of his spilling hot seed into her warm embrace.
Her vaginal muscles tightened and began to constrict, pulling his rock-hard cock in, milking him dry as frenzied contractions rocked through her loins. $name2 grunted right alongside her,endorsements filling the air as he threw his head back, vocalizing his orgasm in a loud shout of smut.
“Yes,” he groaned, still buried deep within her wetness. “Goddamnit, you feel so good, fuck!”
The aftershocks coursed through $name1’s body as $name2’s semen trickled from her flooded insides.
She trembled as she felt his now dwindling erection slipping from inside her, still pulsing with the vestiges of his orgasm. She couldn’t believe they had gone from arguing to this in a matter of minutes.
“Well, fuck me sideways,” $name1 panted, still trying to regain her breath. $name2 placed his hands on her lower back, applying a slight pressure to bring her closer to him. Her heavy breasts pressed against his chest while her pussy rested upon what remained of his still hard cock.
The sticky fluids of their combined orgasms seeped between her thighs. Fuck, the sex was intense. More so than anything $name1 had experienced before.
“You okay?” he asked gently, the grin on his face said it all. He’d known just how to handle her, and oh boy, did he do one hell of a job.
“Better than okay,” she confessed, her lust-filled gaze meeting his for a brief moment. “Just trying to comprehend… what exactly just happened.”
$name1 sighed softly as reality began to sink back in.
