When Carmen moves to a new apartment, her hunky neighbors offer to lend a hand -- in more ways than one. Can she resist getting better acquainted?
Warning: This 3100-word story is for mature audiences only and includes masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, spanking, and m/m, m/f, and m/m/f action.
Excerpt: Carmen dropped the tailgate on her pickup and hauled a box out. The humidity was oppressive, and even in her short-shorts and tank top she was sweating. As she turned to go upstairs, she was startled to see a young man standing behind her.
“Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“It’s all right; I just didn’t hear you.” He couldn’t be more than twenty, she thought, with a lean and hungry look that made her pussy tingle. She’d been celibate for far too long.
“I’m Doug,” he said. “I live upstairs, across the hall.”
“Hi, I’m Carmen. Sorry if I don’t shake hands,” she said, indicating the box with her head.
“That’s okay,” he said. “Need some help hauling stuff up?” He couldn’t take his eyes off the swell of her breasts, and Carmen’s nipples hardened.
“That’d be great,” she said. “I can even feed you.”
“I’ll eat anything,” he said, his eyes dark and intent, and heat shot through Carmen’s pussy.
By the time they finished carrying all the boxes up, her cunt was wet and hot with hunger. He’d followed her up the stairs each time, the better to admire her ass, and she wanted him now.
“I’m just going to freshen up a bit,” she said to him, setting down her final box. “Make yourself comfortable; I’ll be out in a few minutes.” Hurrying into her bathroom, she shut the door, turned on the shower, and stripped off her sweaty clothes.
Pulling some body wash and a scrub out of a box, she stepped into the shower and let the hot water rinse away the sweat and dirt. The body wash made a rich lather, and she hummed under her breath as it trickled down her body in the spray, running between her legs and over her slick pussy.
She reached up with one hand to caress her breasts, tweaking the nipples. Doug would suck them, she knew, maybe bite them, kneading the globes with eager hands as his thigh parted her legs. “Mmmm, Doug,” she murmured as her other hand circled her clit, imagining his mouth on her, his hard cock rubbing against her, parting her folds, preparing to slide inch by inch into her hot, tight cunt.