Temptations

"I haven't seen one in YEARS," Miss McNeil continued, her pink tongue snaking out to slowly lick her upper lip. I could see small beads of sweat forming on her hair line, as she panted hungrily, her bright green eyes still firmly locked onto my crotch. It was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Her gorgeous face, absent of makeup, looked unbelievably youthful with her wide-eyed expression. She looked like a college girl at the oldest, making this seem less forbidden.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I ogled the exposed tops of Miss McNeil's breasts. Her skin was flushed a soft pink, shining from the sweat. I quickly grabbed both my shorts and boxers and tugged them down my massive prick.

Almost immediately, my ten-inch dick sprang out, bouncing off my belly before almost smacking Miss McNeil, who was still on her knees, in the face. My massive prick stood rock hard from the previous kissing, covering Miss McNeil's face.

"Ohhh..." Miss McNeil as my prick came into view. Her wide opened eyes were filled with desire, shock, and a hint of fear. Her mouth opened, and her tongue seductively snaked out to lick her upper lip again. As she pulled my shorts down to my ankles, she crawled forward, causing me to sit back on the toilet.

With my bare ass toilet seat, Miss McNeil reached forward towards my swaying member. Before I could even think, she grasped my cock with both of her hands.

"Oh, shit!" I groaned from the sensation of her soft hands pressuring my sensitive cock.

Her tongue snaked along her upper lip again out of desire before she ducked her head and clamped her lips around my cock. I felt the sudden wet warmth of her mouth engulf my sensitive head as she let out a happy moan. Watching her cheeks stretch obscenely as her head slowly moved down my prick, I felt the powerful suction of air moving inside her mouth as she began sucking. 

'Holy SHIT!!!'

I groaned from the sudden pleasure as I sucked in my ab muscles while my body was twitching, trying not to cum.

Miss McNeil gradually drove her head further down my prick, engulfing more of my cock in the heavenly vacuum in her mouth. She reached more than half of my cock before jerking her head back up, tears forming on the edge of her eyes.

She panted heavily as she was released from the strenuous effort of having her throat ravaged by my cock. Multiple strands of her saliva were still connected to my cock from her opened mouth which was gasping for air.

"Are you oka-" I started before being interrupted by Miss McNeil who took my cock head in the warm insides of her mouth again.

"Miss McNeil-" I groaned as jolts of pleasure arced through my body.

Her head bobbed up and down the upper half of my cock, drenching it in her warm saliva. This continued on for a few minutes before her mouth popped off my hard cock.

Grunting from the sudden lost of pleasure, I watched as Miss McNeil crossed her arms, yanking off her shirt, which was drenched in sweat at this point. 

My eyes scanned her bare upper body, which was clad only in a black lacy bra, as I drooled at the sight of her curvaceous figure and soft, creamy skin. As my eyes fell upon her chest, I just stared at her breasts encased in the bra that seemed a little too tight. Watching her tits falling on my crotch. Seeing how her titflesh strained to be freed from the confining fabric, the edges of the bra cups denting in her breasts ever slightly while the rest of her boobs threatened to spill over the taught caused my cock to twitch in arousal.

Now, I had seen tits on girls clad in bikinis that covered far less. But none of these girls had just made out with me and then sucked my dick. There was also something inherently... sexier... about a bra compared to a bikini top. The fact that a bra wasn't meant to be seen in public, only made the sight more alluring.

Without skipping a beat, Miss McNeil quickly reached behind her back, unclipped the bra, and shrugged out of it. My pupils dilated as I caught every detail of her body as the bra fell to the ground. My breath caught when her dusky pink areola surrounding her eraser hard nipples came into view.

"I'm going need these puppies to help with this~" Miss McNeil moaned in a sultry tone as she leaned forward to grab my cock head with her hand. Caressing the tip of my dick with one hand, she opened her mouth, using her tongue to lick the lower part of my prick that hadn't been covered in saliva by her earlier blowjob.

I grunted as I watched the alluring sight of Miss McNeil's naked tits swaying while making sure my whole cock was covered in her saliva. Then, she grabbed one bare tit with each hand and lowered her chest around my prick.

'Holy shit, is she going to give me a tit fuck?' my mind raced as her upper body sank into my lap.

Feeling the pleasurable sensation of Miss McNeil's soft tits lying on my crotch while sandwiching my prick, sent a tingle up my cock again. 

"Grab my tits," she whimpered in arousal, before grabbing my hands to palm each of her large orbs. 

"Ohhh, fuck..." I grunted and groaned when she swallowed my dick in her mouth once again. I was in ecstasy as I felt my ever pair of naked tits. I then started to massage her large mounds, using my fingers to pinch her hard, erected nipples. 

"Mmmmm~" she moaned happily with my cock in her mouth from the pleasure. After a while, when I stopped groping her tits, she held her each mound with her hands and began moving them up and down. As she engulfed the upper half of my prick with her warm mouth and the lower half with her warm titflesh, easily rubbing it along my saliva-lubricated shaft, I felt something build up in my crotch.

"I'm cumming, Miss McNeil!!!" I grunted as my ab muscles finally gave in, twitching as I felt a sudden, wonderful, heavenly relief exploding through my body. My hips reflexively thrusted upward, shoving an extra inch of cock down Miss McNeil's throat. And then I started cumming.

I knew what an ejaculation. I'd blown a few over the years already. But this was completely different. This wasn't a mere ejaculation from masturbating. I had never felt something so... AMAZING!

My hands reflexively grabbed on Miss McNeil's head as I felt myself pouring out an uncanny amount of my cum in her mouth. Her head jerked when she felt the first splash of my jizz against her throat, but when her cheeks began to stretch even further from the sheer amount of cum I was shooting down her mouth, she began to swallow rapidly. The contractions and suctioning of her mouth only heightened my orgasm even more as I continued to spurt and spurt and spurt. She moaned through through her nose as I filled her with even more semen, and as I began to sag back against the toilet, I felt her right hand jacking my shaft while her left hand massaged my balls to coax even more spunk out of them.

I cummed and cummed again for what felt like an eternity, and every time I thought I'd squeezed out my last shot, Miss McNeil's nimble fingers milked another one out of me. It felt so insanely good that I didn't want to stop.

Alas, all good things must come to an end.

Letting out one last grunt, my dick spurted out one last dribble of jism. Miss McNeil then popped off my cock weakly and then lead down to swipe off the last glob off my tip with her tongue. After ensuring that none of my cum was left on my dick, she sagged down on the floor exhaustingly, panting heavily with her eyelids drooping and a deeply satisfied expression on her face. Her empty lower jaw hung open, showing that every single drop of my semen had been swallowed. 

"Oh~, that was delicious," she sighed contentedly with an obvious smile gracing her face. Her voice sounded sore from how my cock had previously ravaged her throat. My sharp eyes barely caught the sight of her hands jerk slightly towards her shorts before stopping and hesitatingly returning back to the ground.

We were both awkwardly silent for a long few minutes, still in disbelief of what we had just done. Did I really just make out with Miss McNeil? Had she really just given me a blow job and then swallowed my cum? 

After what felt like forever, Miss McNeil finally spoke. Her eyes which had gleaming with lust and desire, slowly lost their glimmer as she realized what she had done. Biting her lip to regain control of herself, she covered her naked tits with her arm.

"Nova?" She quietly asked, a hint of anxiety in her voice. Her gaze struggled to meet my own, afraid of what would happen if it did.

"Yeah?"

"Did I just... did we... ?" Her face screwed up conflictingly.

"Uh... yeah... "

"You won't tell your parents, will you?"

I shook my head. I certainly didn't want anything bad to happen to Miss McNeil, and besides, they would probably kill me if they found out.

"Thank you. Uh... you should probably put your clothes back on." She said hesitatingly, her eyes swaying away from my naked lower body.

"Right, right." I quickly pulled my shorts back up while Miss McNeil was hunting for her bra. Noticing that the bra was lying right next to the toilet, I grabbed it catching a glimpse of a tag that read: 34C.

I handed it over to Miss McNeil, who quickly thanked me before quickly clipped it back on and put on her shirt, taking away the alluring sight. 

Miss McNeil's jaw quivered as we both stood up. In the cramped bathroom, we were standing just a few inches apart. I pulled myself up to my full height, towering over her.

Still not looking at me, her eyes darted around. But then, hesitatingly, her gaze slowly swept up to meet mine.

She looked like a goddess in that moment. Her green eyes sparkling and her skin had a slight glow to it. She had a perfect nose and great cheekbones. Her full and pink lips were still wet from when they were so recently wrapped around my cock.

Instinctively, I leaned down, tilted my head, and pressed my lips against hers. Softly parting her lips, I delicately pushed my tongue into her mouth in a slow burn kiss. My hands were not idle as they instinctively roamed down her back to palm and grope her ass. She whimpered in my embrace as our tongues intertwined and my hands traced and caressed her curvaceous body.

After a while, I slowly backed away, staring into her eyes which were lost in lust. However, deep down, I could see that underneath all the desire, she was conflicted and confused. As Miss McNeil's eyes searched back and forth between mine, I could tell that if I continued, I could get her to do more, but the "good guy" in me decided that it'd be best to give her some time to think and not take advantage of her arousal.

So I left.

Hey, I wasn't a shitty enough person to let my hormones make me ruin my confused, widow neighbor.