Sounds Good Ch. 01: Intro

She leaned down, grabbing his cock again. As she lowered her head towards his cock, Peter held his breath again. He watched as her lips parted and her tongue peaked out, just barely. She ran it along the length of his pulsating cock, down, then up, then down again. Peter let out a small moan. Peter then let out a much bigger moan when Diane made the impulse decision to suck in one of his balls. Still not breaking her slow rhythm stroking his cock, she rolled her tongue across his ball, puckering her lips around it before turning her attention to the other one, sucking on it lightly. She let it fall out of her mouth and turned her attention back to the main event. Raising up, Diane pressed her puckered lips against the head of Peter's cock and waited until he met her gaze, making eye contact, before leaning into it.

His cock parted her lips as Diane welcomed his warm member into her waiting mouth. As it ran across her wet tongue, she could taste precum spilling out the tip, which only turned her on more. She had this young man so excited! But she didn't stop there, taking him all the way down, until her nose was pressed up against his lap. Peter was on the verge of blacking out from overstimulation as Diane deep-throated him effortlessly. She pulled back, and he slid most of the way out of her mouth before she stopped at his head, sucking at it mostly with her lips, and massaging it with her tongue while she rolled his balls in her hand.

Diane pulled back and Peter's cock slid the rest of the way out of her mouth, covered in her spit. She began to stroke it with a quickening pace, working the tip with her mouth. She ran her tongue around it in circles, tasting precum that sporadically came from the top. She couldn't help but smile as Peter moaned in pleasure while she pumped her mouth in rhythm with her hand. For a moment, she stopped and just slightly brushed her lips against the side of his shaft, planting the softest of kisses possible. The teasing made him groan, and he clenched his fists.

While planting these soft kisses, she again went back to work on his balls, fondling them and rolling them around in her hands. They were so soft, so smooth, and so full. Diane was so excited to empty them soon enough. Again, Peter almost passed out from how good all of this felt. It was so mind-blowingly good.

But if it felt so good, why hadn't he cum yet? Was his stamina really that good? Was his self control really that good? Diane wondered, now alternating between pumping his cock in her mouth and lavishing it with wet kisses. Based on how this was going, she assumed it was as good a time as any to ask.

"Peter?" Diane whispered, pressing her lips up against his spit-covered cockhead while slowly stroking his shaft. Still in a trance, he nodded at her. "Peter, can I ride your cock?" She whispered, almost drooling onto his cock. This question, again, almost brought him to the edge. This MILF was asking him to fuck her!

"W-wait," he struggled to say as she stroked him softly. In disappointment, reason was coming back to him. "I don't have a condom." Diane let out a small laugh.

"That's okay, Peter. I can't get pregnant anymore. You can finish anywhere." She gave him a devilish smile and started stroking him faster. That comment got him even harder, and Diane knew now was her time.

Peter watched in awe as she turned around to show off her plump ass, before slowly pulling her yoga pants down. Now he knew she was teasing him. As the waistband stretched around her cheeks before snapping under them up against her thigh, Peter got a good look at her butt. She finished taking her pants off, then turned around, and Peter saw Diane completely naked for the first time.

Her caramel hair still framed her face, with her wet lips pursed ever so slightly with a small strand of spit in the corner of her mouth. Her breasts looked even bigger from such a low angle, and Peter wanted to bury himself in them. He then saw her pussy, wet, warm, and welcoming.

With Peter still lying on the ground, his cock pointed straight to the sky, Diane approached him slowly. He held his breath as she positioned her naked body over him, and slowly lowered herself onto him. Using one hand, she guided his cock into her welcoming pussy. As Peter let out a hushed gasp, Diane was sitting on his lap, stradding him, with his throbbing cock inside her.

She couldn't help but let out a stifled gasp of her own, followed by a low, steady moan as she began to fuck Peter's cock slowly. Up and down, she slowly bounced on his cock. Soon enough, they found a rhythm together, and he was matching her motions inversely, in and out, up and down. Diane had guessed correctly, his cock was the perfect size for her, and thick enough that it filled her all the way.

On Peter's end, he was in heaven. Diane's pussy was warm and soft, like a dream, and sliding in and out felt like velvet. And every movement and ministration, he felt tenfold. As she moved faster, Diane could barely handle it. She could tell she was about to cum, and tried to tell Peter, but she struggled to speak with all the great sensations she was overwhelmed with.

"P-Peter... I'm g-going... I'm about to... Keep going Peter, I'm about t-to cum!" With that, Diane felt an orgasm roll through her body. She clenched up around Peter's cock, which only turned him on more. She lost her rhythm for a moment, but Peter kept pumping, and with his help she found her way back.

Meanwhile, Peter couldn't help but throw his head back and groan loudly in bliss as he watched his neighbor orgasm on his cock. He loved watching her heavy breasts bounce slightly with each pump, knocking together ever so slightly. Feeling brave, Peter reached up and palmed one of Diane's mature tits. He could barely fit one in his hand, which he loved. He massaged it softly, teasing the nipple slightly. This worked, and Diane responded with more moans, picking up the pace.

Faster and faster, up and down, in and out, Diane felt another orgasm coming. She had only just barely recovered from the last one, and this one felt even bigger. Peter felt his own rising too, much sooner, and Diane could tell, noticing him tense up. She didn't want him to cum just yet, hoping they could finish at the same time. She took a chance and asked him.

"Peter?" Diane asked, still riding his cock. He met her eyes but didn't speak. "Peter, don't cum just yet, 'm close. I'm really, really close. I'll tell you when to cum."

Peter nodded and kept fucking Diane at the same pace. Diane was impressed that he was so on board with her request, and that he was just able to hold off like that without breaking pace or rhythm. The more she thought about it, the more turned on she was. Her young stud of a neighbor was filling her up with his thick cock in her own kitchen! And he may have been young, but he clearly knew what he was doing, teasing her tits to a point that was driving Diane wild. He was matching her rhythm while fucking her, and now he was able to hold off on cumming while she got closer and closer? Up and down, in and out, she felt her orgasm getting closer and closer, until she just couldn't take it anymore. She let out a small moan that quickly turned into a yelp.

"Okay, Peter, I'm cumming! Cum in me, Peter! Come on, baby!" Diane's body shook as she moaned, racked by one of the strongest orgasms of her life. On the other end, Peter let out a groan of his own as his full balls tightened and he started to cum. He pushed deep into Diane, who cried out in pleasure, and he came. Pump after pump, he emptied into her and squeezed her tits together. All of this was so much stimulation that Diane kept cumming, another orgasm hitting her again. She grinded into Peter's pelvis, feeling him cum inside her. His firm hands grabbing at her bouncing tits steadied her, and after what felt like days of sharing an orgasm, Diane exhaled, collapsing onto Peter's chest.

Now both panting in silence, Diane and Peter stared into each other's eyes as she lay on top of him. Diane's tits pressed against his chest, which, in any other scenario, Peter knew would be a highlight of his day. But right now, he readjusted himself and pulled his cock out from inside her, which caused them both to let out a small, shared moan, followed by a little laugh. Still catching their breath, Diane rolled off of Peter, lying on the cold kitchen floor next to him. For minutes, they both just lay there, catching their breath, until Peter finally broke the silence.

"Diane, that was..." His voice trailed off. "You are really good at that."

Diane couldn't help but laugh a little at how innocent that compliment was after what just transpired. "Oh yeah?" She offered. "Thank you, thanks. You're not too bad yourself. You were able to hold off on cumming until I told you to. That was pretty great."

"I didn't want to disappoint you." Peter replied, almost uncharacteristically sheepish.

"Oh, well don't worry. I'm very impressed." She gestured to Peter's body, then specifically to his cock. "Very, very impressed."

With that, the two fell silent for another minute, still catching their breath, until Diane broke the silence this time.

"Well, thank you for fixing my sink." She laughed at how ridiculous that sounded, but continued. "Listen, it's late, so you better get back home, get some rest." Peter sat up, nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, I was going to say the same thing. The two stood up together. Diane watched Peter's cock bounce around as he stood, and Peter watched Diane's breasts do the same. Peter picked up his pajama pants that Diane had tossed across the room earlier and lazily put them on. He knew he'd be showering and doing laundry tomorrow anyway.

Together, she walked him to her door. On the way, they passed an open door to what Peter assumed was a guest bedroom. He caught a quick glimpse inside, noticing a desk next to a bed, as well as what looked like a professional microphone setup.

"What, do you podcast?" Peter joked, curiously.

"Oh, yeah, something like that. Maybe another time." Diane responded, closing the door. They made their way to the front of her house, and Peter turned back to look at her as he opened the door. She was still naked and gave him a soft smile with her even softer lips. Peter imagined those lips on his cock again, which brought a bit of life back to his spent member. Diane noticed the small bulged and laughed, giving it a playful poke.

"I think you have something to go take care of." She winked at him. Diane then pressed her tits together with her hands and them slightly while pouting her lips seductively. "Maybe that's enough material for you to work with?" She teased.

"I think I have plenty to work with." Peter winked back, and with that, he walked out her door, across their shared front lawn, to his own door. As he walked, he heard Diane shut her door behind him, before opening his own and walking inside. As he closed his door, he tried to wrap his head around what just happened. His MILF neighbor just gave him a great handjob, a phenomenal blowjob, and then let him fuck her right there, all in her own kitchen. He was rock hard in a matter of moments just thinking about it all. One thing was for sure, Peter wanted to do it all again. And little did he know, Diane would come calling in no time.