I love being a naughty neighbor phone sex slut! Would you like to be my neighbor? Trust me, being my neighbor comes with a few perks like my 44 EEE breasts. Never had a neighbor I did not seduce. One of my favorite married lovers lives next door to me now. His wife is my landlord. But my obsession with married men and neighbors stems from the handsome DILF who lived next door to me when I was a teen girl. Swoon. My first DILF crush.
He and his family lived there when we bought the house. Sadly, they moved before I graduated high school. And before I could fuck him. When I first noticed him, I did not have sex on the brain yet. I still had Disney romance ideas of my prince charming back then. And I am a different kind of princess phone sex babe now. Perhaps, I am an X-rated princess.
Anyway, I ran into Mr. Rawlins this week. Complete luck. But I took it as a sign I was meant to have my married man after all. I surprised my mom for her 60th birthday. And when I walked in, there was Mr. Rawlins looking like he had not aged a bit in 20 plus years. But he did not realize I was the same girl who had a crush on him. He came to town for a wedding and stopped by to see my mom. When he realized who I was, his eyes bugged out admiring my big tits. I did not have the same boobs back then.
My Married Man Obsession Goes Back to the Sexy DILF Neighbor I had as a Young Girl
He asked if I wanted to have a drink, and I told him I would meet him in a few hours after I had dinner with the birthday girl. My mom thought it was just him being polite. But I thought it meant he wanted to fuck me. At least I hoped for that. And he did want to fuck me. His hand was on my knee the entire time. My guess, he is every bit as old as my mom or older. But I did not care.
I thought I might need to fuck him in my car or the bathroom of the bar, but he rented a Vrbo place for a few days. And his wife did not come with him on this trip because of her work schedule. His niece got married. I never knew he had other family in the area. But you know me. I love married men, so I went back to his Vrbo and fucked him like we were old high school sweethearts.
And it felt like I had a young bald pussy again. I imagined myself as a young teen girl, not a sexy BBW in her 30s. We kissed. I gave him the best head of his life. Or at least I hoped. And he ate my pussy like cunt licking was an Olympic sport and he planned on taking home the gold. My knees still feel wobbly. Turns out he lives in my city. Just 90 minutes South of the small town I grew up in. And I will be able to see him a lot more.