Summary:
A MILF spies on her teenage neighbor getting pleasured and....
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Thanks to
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Thanks to
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Pillow Princess Club
Our new next door neighbours were a very good looking family who'd recently moved into our upscale gated community from Italy.
Angelo and Francesca Ricci were expanding their Italian restaurant and hotel chains to various locations in America. They had two kids: Lorenzo, who was primed to run their East Coast chain, and Bianca, who was spending the Holidays with her family in America before returning to Milan for a few months to complete her studies at a private school. Then next fall she'd be attending college in America.
They arrived during the winter, and Bianca and my daughter Catherine hit it off exceptionally well. This was a little surprising, considering that all my daughter's courses were advanced placement ones, while Bianca was a Twitter influencer (which I'd never heard of until my daughter explained it to me, and then I wondered how that could seriously be a thing).
They attended a New Year's Party together, which was the first time my daughter had been to a party outside of our home (she'd always attended her own birthday parties, of course), and they kept in contact online for the next few months before ironically, Bianca arrived for the summer at the same time Catherine headed off to her summer job at a camp for children with disabilities.
So as the summer arrived, I was alone... except for my baby daughter, born eight months previously...a surprise daughter when I was forty-five, eighteen years after my eldest daughter was born. My son was in London (England, not Ontario), spending a year abroad. My husband was in Washington, DC, working with the government on a major trade deal with Canada, or something like that.
So perhaps it was my loneliness that led me to all that happened.
....
It was early afternoon, and I was re-organizing my bedroom, when I glanced out my window, which had a good view of the neighbours' backyard and swimming pool. I was just looking outside to see if the clouds had left, since the forecast had predicted they'd do by early afternoon... and for once, the Weather Channel was correct. The sun had come out, and the day looked beautiful. I was about to turn away, when I glanced down to the neighbours' yard, and I gasped... Bianca was lying on a recliner near the fence, wearing just a bikini top, and there was a large black woman between her tanned legs.
I'd never witnessed a lesbian act in real life before, although I'd be lying if I claimed I hadn't had some lesbian fantasies during the past few months... enhanced by my husband's refusal to have sex with me once he learned I was pregnant, and then he'd been in DC for the eight months since I'd given birth. So I'd been an unwilling and resentful celibate for the past year and a fucking half, and still counting.
So like many neglected women, I went online.
Watching porn.
Reading erotica.
Sometimes it was gangbangs or orgies... the idea of being fucked by two men at a time, or a bunch of them in a row, was an exciting, if taboo, fantasy.
Sometimes I ogled anal... which I'd never seriously considered in real life... but in fantasy, it was hot... there was something about a woman being bent over in porn and drilled anally that I found a major turn-on.
Sometimes I went for mature sex... or better yet, MILFs with young studs, since the idea of being seduced by a young man with a big cock and lots of stamina was super stimulating. I fantasized about getting fucked by a young man who found me attractive, and who could also shoot multiple loads inside and onto me in rapid order (picturing a bukkake followed by a cum walk, so I could go somewhere else and take part in even more kinky fetishes, really made my pussy wet).
But more often than not, I read and watched lesbian porn... and also more often than not, it was younger girls seducing, and sometimes even dominating, older women.
In short, I'd become obsessed by various sexual scenarios, all of which got me off, so long as they centered around a woman I could pretend was myself.
I blamed Bianca Ricci for my preoccupation, since from the first time we met until she stopped by yesterday with some Italian wine she'd brought back for me, she was always so touchy-feely and complimentary (both of them sweet attentions my husband never gave me). Her soft hands touching me always sent warm sensations up and down my back that I found confusing, but vastly pleasurable.
So visions of Bianca seducing me gradually entered my fantasies... and my dreams. She also seemed a lot like Bree, the main character in my favourite erotica series, Lesbian MILF Seductress... both in looks and persona...
So (back to the present day), although I shouldn't have remained staring out my window and watching... I did.
In awe.
To make it even crazier, Bianca was on her phone for the entire time this large black woman was between her legs.
I felt so dirty to be watching this lesbian act like some voyeur... like some peeping Tom. I wasn't some teenage boy like George from Back to the Future, climbing the tree with binoculars to spy on some girl.
I was a mid-forties woman.
A married one.
With a sleeping baby in the next room.
Again, I should have turned away.
Yet instead, I stuck my left hand inside my shorts and panties, and slowly rubbed myself.
The black woman licked Bianca for a good ten more minutes, making me wonder how long she'd been there, before she stood up and simply walked away.
No words were spoken.
No gestures of thanks or farewell.
I was so close, and I kept staring at the half-naked Bianca, even though I couldn't see her pussy from this angle.
