At the time I was 23 and he was 47. I knew this man already, as he was a regular customer at my job in our small town. Every single time I saw him, my pussy throbbed and would get soaking wet at the thought of his mature hands on my body and his thick cock in my mouth.

Fate brought him to me. I noticed a car I recognized at the house directly behind mine. No, it wasn’t my guy, it was his girlfriend and her teenage son. At first I was furious he was going to be living next to me with his “new family” until my slut mind started to turn and I got excited about the thought of teasing him, he was so close to my grasp after all.

One summer night we started texting and I convinced him to come over and get high with me. After everything was quiet at his place, he snuck over and we shared a delicious cigar of loud. I kept trying to inch closer towards him, without completely throwing myself at him. We talked for an hour or so and to my disappointment he went home and I was left once again with a wet, throbbing pussy yearning for his affection.

As a few hours passed, I lay in my bed thinking of all the different ways it could’ve gone down. Why didn’t I just started rubbing his cock? Why didn’t I just lick my lips and look him straight in the eye and tell him I wanted to be his little slut next door? I decided to risk it, and I sent him a text.

“You forgot something.” I texted. “What?” He quickly responded. “Come back over and find out.” I told him.

An hour or so passed and he texted me again.

“I’m having bad thoughts..” he wrote.

YES! I AM TOO! My mind said.

I told him to come back over. We could smoke and talk some more. He came back over and we shared another cigar. Before he could escape this time, I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back, feverishly and hard. Before I knew it, there he was, standing in front of me, pants down and a hard cock standing at attention right in my face. It was beautiful.

I placed my small hands around his thick shaft and gripped it tightly. I wrapped my wet mouth around his head and sucked on it. Kissed it. Admired it. I moved my head faster up and down as I sucked on his cock. He tried to contain his moans to soft whimpers as not to wake anyone in the neighborhood. Brushing my hair away from my face so he could watch me devour him. It didn’t take long before my mouth was full of his sweet cum. I opened my mouth wide to show him his load and swallowed.

With weak knees he pulled his pants back up and kissed me hard. Desiring the taste of his own cum. I’m sure he didn’t have any trouble falling asleep after he snuck back home. The look in his eyes told me this wouldn’t be the last time I got to taste his mature juices.

Satisfied, I went to bed and slept like a baby. Proud of the little slut I had become!