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hmm!! what do you think about ghost with a neighbor who's a pretty milf? like she just moved in next door with her husband and he's completely entranced when he sees her walking outside of her home with her baby, seeing how gentle and sweet she was with the little infant, and how soft her coos were.. he's so in love :(
but he hears her soft whimpers at night when he listens to her fucking herself with a dildo bc her husband cannot satisfy her, always so mean to the poor beauty! and maybe he shows her how a real man gives her the pleasure she deserves ♡
YESSYESYESYES!! ugh homewrecker simon
this is the most i’ve written in months i love milf x simon
wasn’t surprised when someone moved into the street—especially right beside his own residence, but he was surprised when he had come back from the corner shop, and spotted you sat in the garden with the curious baby—your hands resting on your lap as the child babbled and played with the hem of your dress! his eyes immediately widening; fixating onto you and your pretty child, offering him a smile and a nod!!
head over heels! during his morning jogs, he would always stroll past(or through,) the park, always there with your child in the stroller; humming in contentment at the misty, yet clear weather!! how could a girl like you be allowed out here by herself, at these times of the mornin’? with such a beautiful body, n’hair, n’ face—
would definitely come over n sit beside you on the bench, starting conversation as he drank from his water bottle and learning so much about you within those short minutes! your daughter, gracie—was obviously the light of your life, only thing good that’s happened to you with your now—husband, which he is eager to punish for being so mean to you in all of the short tales you’d told him!
‘never really around anymore, sadly. but i have my girl.’
‘s’a shame, such a pretty wife n’ daughter n’ he’s not even caring for them properly? y’ deserve a real man.’
‘i mean..i love him, i really do.’
‘but does he love ‘y? doesnt seem like it; useless mutt.’
‘no idea.’
your husbands always working, so sometimes he’d come over just to give you some company, sitting with gracie as you went for a nap, or maybe even made dinner ( aswell as some buns, as a token of your gratification<3) totally adores the girl! letting her ask all of these questions about his scars, helping her put on her favourite movie, even taking her out to the park whenever you’re too busy to keep her occupied—he’s a nextdoor childminder for you! he adores you and the ground you walk on.
when he’s rustling in his bed, fingers combing over his blonde—outgrown buzz atop his head; blankets strewn across him lazily; thick brows furrowed as he carefully listened—was he hearing things?
‘oh—fuck..’
‘feels so good—m’gonnafuckincum-‘
‘simon—!’
was not !he couldn’t help but feel his cock jolt at your soft moan,which had echoed through the walls, hand stuffing into his shorts—he felt so nasty, jerking himself off to the sounds of your desperate bounces and whines, but who was he to stop when the perfect opportunity to cum while listening to you? shouting his name!
this was a once in a lifetime opportunity! he’d obviously wanted off to you before, why wouldn’t he? but he wish he had just heard you fuck yourself before; he’s been missin’ out! thinking of your pretty pussy moving up and down along his thick cock,pretty;full tits bouncing up and dow—
next day, he was so nice n considerate—offering to take gracie for the day while you got ur groceries in, husband obviously not present to care for his own daughter, so why not take that chance?
after ur child came back from school, he learnt from gracie that daddy calls mummy mean names sometimes, if he comes home late and she tries to ask something?
her fathers immediately snapping back at her, pushing past her, and ignoring poor poor gracie :(( holds her hand and takes the girl for ice cream! kissing her head n’ telling her it’s okay, her new daddy won’t do that.
when you come to collect her, you figure out she’s passed out in simons bed; snoring with one of her stuffies tucked under her shoulder, exhausted with chocolate smeared across her lips!!
that’s when he confronts you, looking down at your timid frame; eyes widening as he mentioned last nights noises—sobs and moans of his name, biting back a confident grin; thick brows furrowing and hands moving to cup your waist, groping your plush sides :((
‘s’okay, nothing t’be embarrassed about, you just need some sort of release, yeah?’
‘simon—‘
‘i know, prettygirl. i know, you wanna cum; cum properly, on a true man’s cock, yeah? don’t need no dildo to get off when i’m next door, i told you.’
‘i’m always here to help.’
that’s how he ended up on the sofa with you, your legs straddling his sides as he bounced you up and down along his length, fingers digging into the sides of your jiggly hips!! lips wrapped ‘round one of your pretty nipples—suckling at it desperately, so needy :(( finally getting to fuck you!! filled with excite ment, his fantasies coming true? fuck!
‘that’s it, mama..’
‘simon—oh god,oh godohgodohgod,feels so fuckin’ good!’
‘yeah? feels good gettin’ fucked by a real dick, don’t it?’
‘bloodyhell..feel so tight ‘round me, clenching so fuckin’ hard.’
the roll of his hips began, and before long it was speeding up—cock thrusting in and out of your slick cunt with such speed, his thumb circling your puffy clit; your lips parted and eyes half-shut!!
once you cum? he’s gone, the clench of your fluttering walls sending him over the brink—emptying his full balls into your begging cunny, kissing your neck so softly with his pink lips :((
afterwards, pale hands would help you with your clothes, making sure to keep all of his cum stuffed inside you though, can’t let you waste it, can he? washes his hands and clean himself up before heading to go wake gracie! lifting the child into his arms and hurrying down the stairs with her, cleaning her school uniform down with his hand, aswell as pulling her coat on her—how sweet!
‘make sure to help yr’ mummy when you get home, yeah? she’s got a tummyache.’
‘okay!’
‘bye, gracie. bye, love.’
‘bye daddy!’
let’s just say, you were immediately messaging him that night, asking when he’s free and telling him your husband won’t be round f’much longer <3
hmm!! what do you think about ghost with a neighbor who's a pretty milf? like she just moved in next door with her husband and he's completely entranced when he sees her walking outside of her home with her baby, seeing how gentle and sweet she was with the little infant, and how soft her coos were.. he's so in love :(
but he hears her soft whimpers at night when he listens to her fucking herself with a dildo bc her husband cannot satisfy her, always so mean to the poor beauty! and maybe he shows her how a real man gives her the pleasure she deserves ♡
YESSYESYESYES!! ugh homewrecker simon
this is the most i’ve written in months i love milf x simon
wasn’t surprised when someone moved into the street—especially right beside his own residence, but he was surprised when he had come back from the corner shop, and spotted you sat in the garden with the curious baby—your hands resting on your lap as the child babbled and played with the hem of your dress! his eyes immediately widening; fixating onto you and your pretty child, offering him a smile and a nod!!
head over heels! during his morning jogs, he would always stroll past(or through,) the park, always there with your child in the stroller; humming in contentment at the misty, yet clear weather!! how could a girl like you be allowed out here by herself, at these times of the mornin’? with such a beautiful body, n’hair, n’ face—
would definitely come over n sit beside you on the bench, starting conversation as he drank from his water bottle and learning so much about you within those short minutes! your daughter, gracie—was obviously the light of your life, only thing good that’s happened to you with your now—husband, which he is eager to punish for being so mean to you in all of the short tales you’d told him!
‘never really around anymore, sadly. but i have my girl.’
‘s’a shame, such a pretty wife n’ daughter n’ he’s not even caring for them properly? y’ deserve a real man.’
‘i mean..i love him, i really do.’
‘but does he love ‘y? doesnt seem like it; useless mutt.’
‘no idea.’
your husbands always working, so sometimes he’d come over just to give you some company, sitting with gracie as you went for a nap, or maybe even made dinner ( aswell as some buns, as a token of your gratification<3) totally adores the girl! letting her ask all of these questions about his scars, helping her put on her favourite movie, even taking her out to the park whenever you’re too busy to keep her occupied—he’s a nextdoor childminder for you! he adores you and the ground you walk on.
when he’s rustling in his bed, fingers combing over his blonde—outgrown buzz atop his head; blankets strewn across him lazily; thick brows furrowed as he carefully listened—was he hearing things?
‘oh—fuck..’
‘feels so good—m’gonnafuckincum-‘
‘simon—!’
was not !he couldn’t help but feel his cock jolt at your soft moan,which had echoed through the walls, hand stuffing into his shorts—he felt so nasty, jerking himself off to the sounds of your desperate bounces and whines, but who was he to stop when the perfect opportunity to cum while listening to you? shouting his name!
this was a once in a lifetime opportunity! he’d obviously wanted off to you before, why wouldn’t he? but he wish he had just heard you fuck yourself before; he’s been missin’ out! thinking of your pretty pussy moving up and down along his thick cock,pretty;full tits bouncing up and dow—
next day, he was so nice n considerate—offering to take gracie for the day while you got ur groceries in, husband obviously not present to care for his own daughter, so why not take that chance?
after ur child came back from school, he learnt from gracie that daddy calls mummy mean names sometimes, if he comes home late and she tries to ask something?
her fathers immediately snapping back at her, pushing past her, and ignoring poor poor gracie :(( holds her hand and takes the girl for ice cream! kissing her head n’ telling her it’s okay, her new daddy won’t do that.
when you come to collect her, you figure out she’s passed out in simons bed; snoring with one of her stuffies tucked under her shoulder, exhausted with chocolate smeared across her lips!!
that’s when he confronts you, looking down at your timid frame; eyes widening as he mentioned last nights noises—sobs and moans of his name, biting back a confident grin; thick brows furrowing and hands moving to cup your waist, groping your plush sides :((
‘s’okay, nothing t’be embarrassed about, you just need some sort of release, yeah?’
‘simon—‘
‘i know, prettygirl. i know, you wanna cum; cum properly, on a true man’s cock, yeah? don’t need no dildo to get off when i’m next door, i told you.’
‘i’m always here to help.’
that’s how he ended up on the sofa with you, your legs straddling his sides as he bounced you up and down along his length, fingers digging into the sides of your jiggly hips!! lips wrapped ‘round one of your pretty nipples—suckling at it desperately, so needy :(( finally getting to fuck you!! filled with excite ment, his fantasies coming true? fuck!
‘that’s it, mama..’
‘simon—oh god,oh godohgodohgod,feels so fuckin’ good!’
‘yeah? feels good gettin’ fucked by a real dick, don’t it?’
‘bloodyhell..feel so tight ‘round me, clenching so fuckin’ hard.’
the roll of his hips began, and before long it was speeding up—cock thrusting in and out of your slick cunt with such speed, his thumb circling your puffy clit; your lips parted and eyes half-shut!!
once you cum? he’s gone, the clench of your fluttering walls sending him over the brink—emptying his full balls into your begging cunny, kissing your neck so softly with his pink lips :((
afterwards, pale hands would help you with your clothes, making sure to keep all of his cum stuffed inside you though, can’t let you waste it, can he? washes his hands and clean himself up before heading to go wake gracie! lifting the child into his arms and hurrying down the stairs with her, cleaning her school uniform down with his hand, aswell as pulling her coat on her—how sweet!
‘make sure to help yr’ mummy when you get home, yeah? she’s got a tummyache.’
‘okay!’
‘bye, gracie. bye, love.’
‘bye daddy!’
let’s just say, you were immediately messaging him that night, asking when he’s free and telling him your husband won’t be round f’much longer <3