Busty MILF Just Can't Resist

"Have you been waiting for me Jacqui," he said softly, taking each nipple in his mouth one at a time. "Is your pussy wet for me, is it soaking with anticipation?"

"Yes," breathed Jacqui, loving the attention her tits were getting from her young stud.

"Are you feeling desperate for my rock hard cock? To make you cum again, even harder than last time?"

Jacqui had never been spoken to like that by any man and his words sent yet another shot of heat between her legs. "Yes," she said. "Let's go upstairs."

She grabbed his hand and they ran up the stairs to her bedroom. She hitched up her skirt and lay on the bed, her legs wide open, her knickers soaking wet. James smirked and moved in between her thighs, the tip of his tongue against the damp patch on her lacy underwear. She arched her back in frustration because the light touch against her fabric covered pussy was insufficient. "Take them off!" she wailed. "I need to feel your tongue against me."

But James was determined to be in control and started teasing her, gently rubbing the very tip of his tongue up and down her panty-covered snatch. He reached up and teased her nipples with his fingers, resisting the strong urge to indulge in another frantic quickie.

Eventually he grabbed the elastic of her panties with both hands and literally ripped the flimsy fabric from her body. Then, before she could even react, he covered her pussy with his mouth and sucked, flicking her clit with his tongue. Soon he put his flat tongue against her sopping wet snatch and moved his mouth up and down, paying particular attention to her throbbing clit, leaving her demented with pleasure.

Ignoring her thrusts and screams, he applied pressure firmly and rhythmically, all the while circling her nipples with his fingers.

She started convulsing with pleasure as her orgasm shook her entire body. She thrashed wildly, her screams filling the house as she climaxed with tremendous ferocity. Eventually she could stand it no more and pulled away from his warm tongue.

James kneeled up and quickly peeled off his polo shirt, revealing the beautifully chiselled torso that had driven Jacqui so wild earlier in the day. He unbuttoned his shorts, pulled them down and immediately lay on top of her, kissing her passionately.

As their tongues danced, James pushed himself fully into her without any warning. She shuddered and gently screamed, but her soaking wet pussy quickly accommodated him and he started slowly fucking her, drawing circles with his dick inside her. He teased her, first with gentle shallow thrusts, then forcing himself balls-deep, stimulating every part of her hot velvety cunt. She lay there and let herself be completely dominated by this beautiful young man.

"God Jacqui, you feel amazing," he said to her, now thrusting more forcefully. "You're so wet, so tight. I love fucking you."

His animalistic thrusting went on and on. For Jacqui it felt like hours and she didn't want it to stop. She was in a state of total ecstacy, rolling her hips underneath him, squeezing as hard as she could against his thrusting dick, getting closer and closer to another massive orgasm.

Suddenly he held himself up by his muscular arms and looked deep into her eyes, pumping himself even deeper into her before announcing: "Oh God, Oh God I'm gonna cum" - and his words sent her over the edge. Waves of intense pleasure rolled over her, emanating from her cunt but spreading throughout her body as the walls of her pussy tightened against his cock. He pushed one final time as far as he could and unleashed his semen into her, letting it pump time and time again deep inside her hot pussy.

Eventually his climax stopped and he collapsed on top of her, gently kissing her cheek.

They lay there in silence for several minutes.

"Can I stay here tonight?" he whispered. "I just want to fuck you all night, until neither of us can take it any more."

Jacqui felt exhausted but her body's reaction to his words told her there was no point denying his request. He kissed her softly, then more passionately and she felt his cock start to harden against her thigh.

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It was a week since the new neighbours had moved in and following her torrid night of passion with James, Jacqui hadn't actually seen him once. She was left feeling angry and foolish. Of course she never expected their liaison to lead to anything but she also didn't like feeling rejected and used.

She went round to see Diane on the flimsy pretext of seeing how they were settling in, and had casually asked how her son was getting on. "Oh we never see him," laughed Diane. "Always out with friends or some girl or other. We never get to meet any of these girls of course. 'Sowing his wild oats' is how Chris puts it so charmingly."

Jacqui felt herself blush and once again she couldn't help but chastise herself for acting like such a fool. There was no question that the night she'd spent with James had been the hottest of her life and she certainly couldn't regret allowing him to fuck her numerous times. She'd needed it. But she resolved to herself that she wouldn't be letting it happen again. That chapter was closed and she would be keeping her dignity intact before events spiralled out of her control.

She felt good as she said goodbye to Diane and headed out of the front door.

But just as she was leaving, James pulled up in his car. She saw him flash that smile of his in her direction, smirking as though he hadn't failed to contact her at all in the last week. Jacqui looked away and started to head back to her house.

"Jacqui!" he called. "Wait a second." He jogged after her and gently grabbed her arm to stop her marching off. "How are you?" he asked. "I've missed you. Can I come over?"

Such arrogance, thought Jacqui. The touch of his hand on her arm was undeniably stimulating and thoughts of their kitchen romp a week before flooded into her mind. But she wrenched her arm away and said: "No, you can't James. I enjoyed last week, but that's over. I'm sure you can find plenty of other girls to spend time with."

She walked off with her head held high and was just about to open her front door, when he felt herself being pulled roughly round the side of her porch, where it was secluded and no one would be able to see. She screamed and James pinned her up against the outside wall, hands above her head and put his other hand over her mouth.

"So that's it?" he hissed angrily. "I don't think so! Last week you were literally begging for my cock. Don't pretend you don't want more."

She struggled against his strong arms but she was never going to wriggle free and he moved his hand from her mouth down to her huge breasts, brazenly circling her right nipple with his thumb. "There's no need to be coy about it Jacqui. You haven't been getting any since the divorce and I'm offering it on tap right next door. The perfect arrangement!"

"Get off me," she said firmly, trying to ignore the fact that her nipples were now rock hard. "I can't do this. Just leave me alone for God's sake."

Instead he moved his hands down to her denim-covered pussy and ran his middle finger firmly up and down. "Oh please. I bet you're soaking wet under here," he taunted. "Your tight little cunt needs me inside it."

"No!" she insisted, although she felt her pussy moistening rapidly. "Just go. This is wrong. I'm going inside."

James tried to kiss her and part of her was desperate to give in to him but still she resisted, even when he roughly plunged his hand down the front of her jeans to try and stroke her bare pussy lips.

She might have eventually given in had it not been for the sound of Diane approaching and ringing her doorbell just a few feet away from where James was literally assaulting her in broad daylight.

Jacqui wrestled herself free, composed herself and casually walked the few steps to the front of the porch. "Oh hello again!" she said breezily.

"Oh Jacqui, so glad I caught you," said Diane. "I forgot to mention that we're having a few people over as a sort of mini-housewarming tomorrow night. We'd love it if you could join us."

Jacqui just wanted to get rid of her with James just a few feet away, revelling in her awkwardness. "Yes of course, that would be lovely. How kind of you."

"Great, see you about 7 then." And with that, Diane returned next door and Jacqui breathed a huge sigh of relief.

James emerged behind her. "Well well," he said, smirking. He discreetly ran his fingers gently up and down her back, making her shudder as she imagined them fucking up against the wall. "I was going to give that boring housewarming a miss. But if you're going, maybe I'll put in an appearance after all."

"Just stop it," she said briskly. "Stay away from me." And with that she entered her house and slammed the door, her heart racing.

She ran upstairs and looked out of the front window, relieved to see James walking across the front lawn towards his parents' front door. She flopped down on the bed and told herself that she was disgusted with what had just happened. She'd said no, and he'd just ignored her. She told herself she'd been violated. It repulsed her that her body had responded as though she was enjoying it. She stripped and showered straight away, determined to avoid James at all costs. She knew he had a hold over her, and the only way to stop it was to stay away from him and move on.

After a cool shower and a cold glass of wine, Jacqui felt much better and decided to make the most of the hot weather and enjoy a spot of sunbathing. So she put on her white bikini and oversized shades and headed for the lounger in the garden feeling relaxed.

After 10 minutes or so of soaking up the sun's rays, she glanced up at the house next door and was shocked to see James staring at her from one of the upstairs windows. He must have realised he'd been seen because he immediately removed his t-shirt and stood there half naked, openly ogling her.

Jacqui cursed herself because she couldn't help gawping. The sight of that perfect, toned upper body sent her into another state of arousal. Her nipples hardened and they felt uncomfortable in her bikini top. She knew she should just go in, but she suddenly felt hedonistic and slowly pulled her bikini straps over her shoulders and exposed her breasts before reclining back on the lounger and running her hand over her erect nipples. She glanced up at the window and James was still standing there, watching helplessly with a dark look of lust on his face. For the first time, she felt like she had the upper hand between them and so got up, smiled and walked back into her house, knowing how frustrated that would leave him feeling.

She felt like she desperately needed release herself and were he to come round and barge his way into her house, she knew should would almost certainly give in to him within seconds. But there was no knock on the door, and Jacqui got dressed and went out shopping, determined to find just the right outfit for the housewarming party.

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It was 7.15pm the following day and the heat was absolutely stifling. Jacqui had decided on a halterneck top which allowed her to have her bronzed arms on display while keeping her beautiful big breasts fully covered and contained. She wasn't sure if James would follow through on his threat to turn up to the party but she didn't want to encourage his lascivious behaviour by flaunting the assets that she knew he loved so much. She'd enjoyed being in control and so she decided to wear a summer skirt with no knickers. 'How it would torture him to know I was commando,' she thought to herself. 'But I'll know.'

She headed next door, armed with a bottle of wine. The front door was open and Jacqui was surprised to see so many people inside. This was not the "mini-housewarming" gathering she'd expected. She walked in and resolved to look for Diane straight away, finding her on the terrace, chatting to a rather handsome man that Jacqui would have said was in his late 40s. Very nicely groomed with thick greying hair, slim-fit linen trousers and a short-sleeved shirt revealing tanned muscular arms.

"Jacqui!" said Diane with a huge smile. "So glad you could join us." Jacqui felt the man discreetly eyeing her up and down. "Oh how rude of me," said Diane. "This is Luke, an old friend of mine. Luke - this is our new neighbour, Jacqui." Luke held out a hand and smiled. "Lovely to meet you Jacqui," he said, in a deep, rich voice Jacqui found very attractive. "Are you here with your husband?"

'Straight to the point' thought Jacqui. "No, just me," she said. "I'm young, free and single these days - well, not so young sadly," she said, shamelessly fishing for compliments.

"You look amazing," interrupted Diane. "I'd kill for your figure!" she laughed.

"Everything's well hidden," replied Jacqui modestly.

"Luke's on his own as well actually," said Diane. "Why don't you two have a quick chat while I go and get you both a drink? Chris has mixed a wonderful punch. He still thinks it's the 80s..." And with that she was gone, leaving Jacqui and Luke together.

"Forgive me," said Luke. "I'm afraid I don't really enjoy gatherings like this. I'm not very good at small-talk."

"I'm the same," said Jacqui breezily, scanning the terrace for any sign of James. "How come you're here alone then?"

"I guess I've just never found the right woman," he said with a smile. "I suppose I've been guilty of having very high standards over the years."

"Quite right. Nothing wrong with that. If only I'd had that attitude 20 years ago, I might have avoided marrying my cheating husband!"

"Perhaps If I'd met you 20 years ago, my life might have been very different," smiled Luke, and Jacqui blushed at the compliment.

Just as she was beginning to relax in the company of this handsome stranger, a voice behind her said: "Uncle Luke! How are you?" It was James, moving into her personal space and shaking Luke's hand. "Good to see you James," said Luke warmly. "It's been a while. Are you missing uni?"

"Well I'm certainly missing all the girls!" said James cockily, giving Jacqui a sideways glace.

Luke smiled. "Oh actually," he said, "have you met your new neighbour yet? This is Jacqui."

James turned to Jacqui and she noticed how much effort he had made with his appearance. He looked even more gorgeous than ever and she couldn't help but feel incredibly sexy chatting to these two handsome men. She wondered if not wearing any underwear was such a good idea. She felt her pussy moisten as she instinctively drank in James's body.

"Yes, we met on moving day. How are you Jacqui?"

"I'm very well thank you James. Nice to meet you again. Actually, I'm just going to pop to the ladies. Do excuse me."

And with that she calmly but quickly headed back inside. The downstairs toilet was locked so she headed upstairs where it was very quiet and went in search of the bathroom.

When she came out, she saw the door to her left suddenly open and she was immediately pulled inside.

James closed the door quietly and locked it before grabbing both her arms, pinning her up against the wall tightly and kissing her passionately. She responded briefly, feeling her nipples harden, before summoning up all her willpower and pulling herself free.

"Stop it," she hissed. "Stop this! You can't just grab me whenever you feel like it. I've moved on. Now let me out of here."

But he refused to release her from his grip and just smiled. "Didn't take you long to sniff out the one other single guy here I see," he sneered.

"What are you talking about?" she said angrily. "Luke was talking to your mum when I walked into the garden. She introduced us, I had no idea he was single."

"Did you like him?" he asked, staring into her eyes.

"What is this?" she replied. "Are you jealous or something? You don't own me. I'll talk to whoever I like. Now get out of my way."

He ignored her and kissed her again, this time running his hand over her left breast and feeling just how erect the nipple was. She fought against him but felt her cunt starting to drip. Before he knew it, his right hand was under her skirt, his middle finger gently rubbing her pussy lips and she felt her resolve weakening by the second.

James stopped kissing her. "No knickers eh..." he said. "You shameless slut. You knew I'd be here and you wanted me to have easy access."

"No," she said breathlessly, but there was virtually no force behind it. He kissed her again and she heard him unbuckling his belt.

That sound brought her to her senses and without his hands on her arms to pin her down, she wriggled free and headed for the door. "This is over. I'm going downstairs."

But as she grappled with the key, James grabbed her forcefully with both arms and dragged her over to a white chest of drawers. He draped her over it face down and pulled her skirt over her ass, spanking her roughly. "You're a naughty girl, Jacqui," he sneered quietly. "Why pretend you don't want this? You're clearly gagging for it." And suddenly she felt him penetrate her to the hilt from behind. She cried out and struggled against him. But once he started thrusting into her, she accepted her fate and swiftly gave in to him, squeezing against his massive dick. James smirked and repeatedly rammed himself into her.

He pulled at the bow keeping her halterneck top in place, and it easily gave way. He slid his prick out of her and threw her onto the bed face up. "I can't fuck you without giving those gorgeous tits the attention they deserve," he said, and immediately starting sucking them, one after the other. Jacqui had to acknowledge that they were desperate for attention and had been ever since James had assaulted her next to the porch the previous day. She wanted to cry at her lack of restraint but James was too strong for her, and she was irresistibly drawn to him.

As he suckled her nipples, she opened her legs as wide as they would go, and simply said: "Fuck me, please."

James stopped and smirked. "Now we see the real Jacqui! The horny bareback cum-slut that desperately wants my cock." And with that he rammed himself into her and thrusted violently, willing her to climax for him. In a state of ecstacy, she raked her finger nails down his back, wrapped her legs around him and silently begged him to pound her pussy, all thoughts of moving on from him long since forgotten. How could she pretend she didn't need this? It was the best sex of her life with the best-looking man she'd ever encountered. Suddenly her whole world was his cock and there was no point denying it.

As he pistoned his dick into her time and again she felt the onset of a powerful orgasm and it took all her willpower not to scream in ecstacy. He quicked his pace still further and moaned as he pumped his white-hot semen into her, the two of them revelling in their mutual climax, which felt like it lasted for several minutes.

Jacqui felt her usual mixture of deep satisfaction and profound shame. She pushed him off her, tucked her huge tits back into her bra, tidied herself up and slipped away from the room, wondering where this torrid liaison with the neighbour's son would eventually lead.