The Milf Next Door 4

Starring: Jessica Alba

Tags: MF, Oral, Creampie, Cheating

DISCLAIMER: This story did not happen and is complete fiction. Not all facts will be 100% true to real life.

When my parents first forced me to babysit my neighbor's kids, it seemed like the most annoying way in the world to make money. But as time went on, I realized that babysitting in L.A. wasn't that bad, especially in my neighborhood. See, having lived in the depths of Hollywood all my life, it wasn't uncommon to see celebrities everywhere. On the street, in restaurants, or, even, right next door. From as early as I could remember, Jessica Alba and her family had been my next-door neighbors. Now, it wasn't until I was a good bit older that I actually found out who she was, but even from a young age, I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. Even after having three kids, she still had the gorgeous form she'd had ten years prior. My family and hers were closer than most neighbors, but I wouldn't say my parents were friends with Jess and her husband. They'd had us over a few times in the past, but that was about it.

Now that I was newly 18, in my final summer before college, my parents wanted me to make some extra cash so I'd have some disposable income before I went off to school. So, what would be a better job for a horny teenager than babysitting for the MILF next door?

On Saturday, I walked over to Jessica's at about 5:30, as the Fantastic Four actress and her husband had dinner plans that night. I rang the doorbell and the beautiful brunette quickly opened the door looking as stunning as ever.

She wore a sparkly, semi-see-through dress that hugged her wondrous curves and perfectly accentuated her succulent breasts. I was successful in keeping my gaze away from her cleavage, but not so much when it came to avoiding an erection.

"Michael, it's been so long since I've seen you! Oh my God, you've gotten so tall!" she said, pulling me in for a tight hug, as I tried to keep my erection from poking into her.

"Hey, Mrs. Alba, it's great to see you too. I see you're still looking as beautiful as ever."

We disengaged from the hug, and she smiled at me and gave me a light slug on the shoulder.

"You really think so?" she playfully asked, doing a quick twirl so I could see every inch of her perfect body.

"Oh, of course, I've thought you were marvelous from the moment I first laid eyes on you."

"So, you thought I was pretty when you were a baby?"

"Beauty is noticeable to any age," I teased, knowing the string of compliments would eventually make her blush.

As I predicted, her cheeks became a slight shade of red, and she gave me another slug to my arm.

"You better watch yourself, mister," she said, in a mock-serious tone, "I don't think my husband would enjoy hearing your attempts at flirting with me."

"Does that mean you're not enjoying the compliments? I can take them back if you'd like," I joked.

"I didn't say that," she said, before leaning in to whisper in my ear, "just make sure he isn't around when you do. Maybe sometime when he's at work."

I couldn't believe it, Jessica Alba was flirting with me. Sure, we had had a couple of slightly flirtatious conversations over the last few years, but it had never been like this. Now that I was a legal adult, it seemed she was fine with getting a bit more serious with it. I had no idea how serious she was being if she actually wanted me to come over the next time her husband went out, but I was very eager to find out.

Jess and I talked for a little bit longer, and before I knew it, the famous couple had left the house and I was left to take care of the kids. I knew just what each kid needed to be kept happy. Honor and Haven just needed to be left alone, as at 13 and 10 respectively, I doubt they wanted to be bothered by me. However, Hayes was only 4, so I had to keep my eye on her to make sure she was kept safe. Lucky enough, Hayes wasn't the type of 4 year old who was always running around, full of energy, jumping from activity to activity every minute. She was fine with just sitting and watching TV, which I had no problem with. Sadly, as she was only 4, I couldn't put on something that I'd prefer to watch, so she got full reign over whatever played on the Alba's ginormous television. Sure, Paw Patrol wasn't exactly something I'd choose to watch in my free time, but I was getting paid so I couldn't complain.

After nearly two hours of Chase and the gang, Hayes was pretty worn out and was in bed by a little past 8:00. So, that left me alone, free to watch whatever I wanted. Although it would've been a horrifying sight to any of the children who walked into the room, I was very happy to find Trainspotting playing on one of the HBO channels and watched that all the way through. It ended around 9:50, and then I'd realized neither Jess nor her husband had let me know when they would be getting home. It slipped my mind, along with how much I'd be getting paid per hour I was here. It was approaching four hours, and while the time hadn't gone by very slowly, I didn't want to be sitting here for four more. I decided to just put an AirPod in and just try and make time go by as fast as possible.

I'd been mindlessly scrolling through an app that caught my interest on my phone when I heard the front door open, and immediately heard the couple arguing. Since I was in the other room, it was hard to distinguish exactly what each of them was saying, but one thing was clear: Cash, her husband, was very drunk. I got up off the couch and quietly got closer to them so I could try and make out what they were saying.

"I can't believe you've done this again," Jessica said, quite a bit of anger in her voice, "You do this every fucking time!"

"Come on, baby, you wouldn't be mad if we had both been drinking," Cash stupidly replied.

"Oh yeah, if both of us drank, how would we get home? You think it would be a good idea to drink and drive? What if we were to get pulled over, or worse, get into an accident?"

Cash was either too drunk or too stupid to come up with a response so he just got silent. Nothing was said between the two of them for a minute before I heard Jess start getting closer to where I was standing. She turned the corner and jumped as the two of us were just mere inches apart.

"JESUS!" she shouted, as she flew back with a look of shock on her face.

"Shit, sorry, I just heard you guys and wanted to know what was going on, and then you came around the corner, and I didn't have time to move, and..." Jess and I both knew my response wasn't going to go anywhere so she rightfully interrupted me.

"No, it's fine, I'm sorry," she said, getting closer to me, "He just does this all the time and I'm always the one who has to be the adult. It gets tiring, 'ya know?"

"Yeah, it must be. I mean, you're an actress, a businesswoman, a mom, a wife, that's a lot of stuff to be. It's got to be exhausting."

As we talked, I heard the sound of footsteps making their way upstairs, and then a door opening and closing. Cash must've been too drunk to stay awake and likely went to pass out in their bed.

"It is! It's so stressful and I never get a moment of release. God knows Cash isn't giving me any release. Fuck, we haven't had sex in.." Jess paused as she realized that she was saying all of this out loud, right in front of me, "Uh, shit, didn't mean to say that part out loud." Her face was fully red now, and she was clearly very embarrassed. I tried to act like it was nothing, but I think the look on my face said otherwise. To think that this practically perfect woman wasn't getting her needs met was strangely frustrating to me. I wished there was something I could do, but she was married, and she would never go for it.

"No, it's fine. I mean, if you ever need any help in that department, I'm just next door," I said teasingly, only half-joking.

Jess giggled and the color began to leave her face as she relaxed again.

"Oh, your money, I almost forgot," Jess said, as she walked to the nearest table where she'd put down her purse, "God, I am such a mess today."

"No, no, you know what, it's fine. You've got a long on your plate, with your husband and the kids, don't worry about it." Jess quickly stopped searching through her purse and shot a confused look at me.

"Don't be silly, take the money," she responded, walking back to me with the money in her hand.

"Nope, not taking it. I like you and your family too much to take your money," I said, putting my hands in my pockets to show I wouldn't be accepting her payment.

"Come on, please, just take it. I've got to give you something." She seemed very determined to get me to take the money, but I knew that there wasn't anything she could do to convince me to take it. I was being true to her too. Sure, Jess was pretty, very much so, but she was very nice and had a great sense of humor. Plus, her kids were very well-mannered. Maybe I didn't like her husband as much, but I wasn't going to tell her that.

"Well, if you've got to give me something," I slightly hinted, leaning in close to her.

"You are bad. My husband is just upstairs. What if he were to come down?"

"I bet you my payment that he's passed out right on your bed, still in his booze-smelling clothes."

"You're on," and with that, Jess headed upstairs to check for herself. I sat back down on the couch and waited for her to come back down. She was up there for a few minutes before I heard her voice behind me.

"You were right, he's dead asleep, in his clothes." I turned my head, and my jaw unconsciously fell to the floor.

Jessica Alba, the Hollywood actress, star of numerous box office hits, stood in front of me with not a single article of clothing on her body. No matter how intense the flirting got, I never expected Jess to actually go through with what'd we been discussing.

"Am I just gonna stand here, or are you gonna let me give you your payment?"

I got up off the couch and started unbuttoning my shirt as I approached her, her beckoning me with her finger as I got closer. I grabbed Jess by the waist and pulled her in for a deep, passionate kiss. She quickly reciprocated the kiss and started searching for my tongue with her own. I picked Jess up and had her wrap her legs around my waist as I carried her back to the couch. We continued assaulting each other's mouths until I dropped her down on the cushion and she immediately began undoing my pants.

"God, I haven't gotten a good dick in forever," she said, as she yanked down my pants and boxers, "Fuck, and what a great one you've got."

Before I could say anything else, Jess had taken half of my length down her throat and was enthusiastically running her tongue across my cock. It had clearly been a while since she'd given a blowjob as she seemed incredibly eager to get me to cum. I had no problem with that, as even if I did blow my load early, there was no way I was leaving until she was completely satisfied.

As Jess continued bobbing her head up and down, I decided to keep my hands busy and began massaging her breasts. I took her nipples between my index and middle fingers and gave them both a quick, but hard pinch, which made Jess sequel with glee. She removed me from her mouth for a second so she could speak. "Ooooh, someone's getting a bit frisky," she joked, immediately filling her mouth back up with my cock.

"How could I resist such perfect breasts?" Her tits really were quite perfect. They were light brown, with dark brown areolas, dotted off by small, skin-colored nipples. Sure, they weren't the biggest, but just about a handful was all you really need.

The Machete star had spread her saliva across every inch of my dick as I backed up and pulled it from her mouth. She shot a confused look at me, clearly eager to keep blowing me.

"I wanna taste you."

"Words my husband have never uttered," she said with a smile, laying down on her back and spreading her legs.

I got down on my knees and approached her, eyeing her snatch to see just how wet she already was. She really seemed to enjoy the blowjob as I could already see the wetness across her pink lips. I started by kissing her toned stomach, something you wouldn't expect to see on a mother of three, but Jessica had always been in amazing shape. I continued leaving soft kisses down across her midriff until I'd just about reached the landing strip that formed just above her vagina. The closer I got to her sensitive spot, the louder her once soft moans became.

"Mmmm, stop teasing me and eat me good," Jess commanded, and I happily obliged, starting off by running my tongue across her moist lips. I licked up her left lip, then up the right, before pushing my tongue between them and began tongue-fucking her juicy slit.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so good. I forgot how good it feels to get my pussy eaten." Jess squeezed her right breast as she continued to moan while I began rapidly shoving my tongue as deep into the 40-year-old actress as I could. I could see her clit peeking out between her lips so I decided to give it some attention and began lightly rubbing it with my thumb.

"Holy shit, this is exactly what I fucking need," Jessica continued to moan and groan as I got faster with my thumb movements, eventually reaching the fastest I could muster without slowing down my tongue.

It didn't take long, with me attacking both her slick lips and sensitive clit, for Jess to finally reach her first orgasm in God knows how long. Her body began to convulse as she bit down on her lip and tried to suppress the loud moan that couldn't help but escape her lips. Her juices began flowing into my mouth and I lapped up as much as I could as my tongue and thumb movements slowed to a halt. She grabbed the pillow closest to her and put it to her face to keep the sound of cries of pleasure as low as possible.

"YES! YES! I'm...cumming!" Jess yelled into the pillow as her orgasm began to die down and I pulled away from her drenched snatch. I wiped my mouth and chin of all of her remaining liquids before taking a seat next to her on the couch.

"Oh my god, that was-"

"Incredible?"

"Fuck yeah. You've truly got a gift," Jess said, giving me a good chuckle, as she continued catching her breath. "You know, I can't even remember the last time I had an orgasm. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time a guy went down on me either."

"Well, I'm to have hopefully been of some assistance."

"Oh, you sure were helpful," Jess joked, giggling to herself before moving over and kissing me. As our lips made contact, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer to me, where she was now practically sitting on my right leg. She moved her leg across me as our tongues became entangled, her pussy now resting on top of my semi-hard cock.

"And now I'm going to give you a reward for being such a great help to me." Jess pushed up off her knees, aiming my cock at her opening and dropping down onto it, the full length penetrating her in one shot.

"SHIT! That thing's bigger than I thought it was." We both laughed as we resumed our making out, Jess slowly adjusting to my size. I never imagined for her to be so tight, but Jessica had always seemed like a good girl (with the exception of tonight). Every few seconds, I could feel her let out a subtle coo into my mouth as she began to enjoy the feeling of my dick inside her more and more. We separated our lips and Jess sat straight up, giving me a glorious view of her entire body.

"Fuck, you're so hot," I unconsciously said, practically hypnotized by how good she looked, a light hint of sweat covering nearly every inch of her tanned form.

"Mmmm, fuck, say that again, tell me fucking hot you think I am," Jessica ordered, getting crasser and crasser as our fuck session went on.

"God, you're so fucking sexy, you're husband is an idiot for not having sex with you 24/7."

"And just think, if we had been regularly fucking, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to rock your world tonight."

"I think it's more like I've been rocking your world, to be fair."

"Is that so?" she said with a seductive smirk on her face. I couldn't help but smile as I watched Jess begin to ride me faster and more wildly. Her hair began to whip around as her curvy body bounced harder and quicker on top of me. I roughly gripped Jessica's waist and began slamming into her every time she landed on my dick.

"Yes, yes, that's it, fuck me good, baby, make this pussy yours," her dirty talk was truly on game as I could feel myself nearing my inevitable orgasm. I continued ramming inside of Jess' wonderfully tight cunt as hard as I could to make her moan as loud as I could. She covered her mouth with her hand, but once I sat up and playfully bit down on her left nipple, she couldn't help but let out a scream of both pain and pleasure.

"Are you trying to wake him up?" Jess said sternly with a big smile on her face, as I released her nipple and laid back down.

"I just want him to know how good his wife is getting fucked right now," I said, bringing down a hard slap on Jessica's right ass cheek.

She let out a surprised yelp before telling me to do it harder, to which I happily agreed. I continued planting hard slaps on both of her cheeks. Jess raised her arms into the air and placed them on her neck, making her chest stick out and giving me easy access to her tasty nipples. I quickly took one into my mouth and played with it with my tongue before moving over to the other nipple and doing the same thing.

Jess's wild riding and my violent thrusting were becoming too much for me and I knew that it wasn't going to be long before I blew my load.

"Fuck, Jess, I'm gonna cum, where do you want it?"

"Inside me, I want you to fill me up with all of that hot cum!"

I thought about asking if she was on the pill, but the thought of cumming inside this married MILF was too amazing to pass on. So, I continued thrusting at a speed so incredible, I was surprised I didn't pass out. After just about a minute of hard thrusting, I let out a grunt and began firing shots of warm cum deep inside Jessica's newly fucked pussy. Once I'd finished filling her up like she'd asked me to, Jess slid over next to me and took me into her mouth, cleaning the mixture of our juices off of my cock. After she'd got her final taste of our cum, she laid back and cuddled up next to me.

"That has got to be the best fuck I've ever had," I told her, honestly.

"Ditto," was all she said, as we drifted off into a post-sex nap.