He can't resist my invitation

When the middle finger of the stranger drives through my wet cleft, this releases an exciting tingling through my lower abdomen. When the stranger then also gently massages my clit, I can't help but close my eyes and moan softly. Already a short time later, I feel something pleasantly warm on my labia. The warmth comes from the penis of the unknown, which now bores between my shaved labia as if in slow motion. It's been so long since the last time a man penetrated me that I wonder if I was so tight back then!

My pussy wraps around the warm cock like a second skin. When the stranger is finally completely inside me, I have an unprecedented fullness in my pussy. The strong man's hands wrap around my hips and the stranger starts to fuck me very slowly. Although my head clearly knows that I should not just let a strange man use me, my body demands exactly the opposite! After such a long time of abstinence, a real cock between my labia feels just incredibly horny! With the slightest movement of the hard part in me, I have to moan lustfully.

When the unknown then also increases his speed continuously, I completely lose control over my body. With a loud: "OHHH MY GOOODDD!" I reach an insanely intense climax. My already quite tight pussy contracts again and again spasming and clutches the rock hard cock only tighter. However, this does not disturb the strange man in the slightest. Further and further he pulls his part out of me a bit, only to thrust it into me again full of pleasure shortly afterwards. This ensures that my orgasm is incredibly long!

Hardly ebb my waves of pleasure, the unknown pulls his cock out of me and squirts me his hot cream right on my sensitive pussy. A very familiar voice explains to me thereupon lustfully: "OH MAN! If I had known what a horny bitch lives right next to me, I would have fucked you much earlier!" Before I can react to this, my neighbor Tom gives me another slap on my little ass and quickly disappears behind his apartment door.

Alone, I now stand completely confused in front of our apartment door. What has only gone into me! How could I only allow that my about 30 year old neighbor fucks me in the middle of the Stairwell between my and his apartment door. What if one of our nosy neighbors watched us do it!!! And even if not, how embarrassing it will be when I meet Tom in the future. He will see me from now on only as a horny bitch and this thought alone drives the blush in my face.

While these thoughts go through my head, I feel how the sperm of my neighbor slowly runs down my thigh. So my daughter must discover me in no case! Very carefully and quasi silently I unlock our door and notice relieved that the light in the apartment is off. Unnoticed, I creep on pointed toes into our small bathroom. Only when I have locked the bathroom door behind me does the tension finally fall away from me again.

The mirror makes me realize again that I still look like a cheap street whore. Since I was pregnant at 18, I tried to make it clear to the whole world that I'm not a slut who just spreads her legs for every guy. And now I look at my reflection in the mirror and have to admit that I underline exactly these prejudices! With my fingertips, I run testing over the, clearly visible, small nipples under my skimpy white top. My buds are very hard and much more sensitive than normal.

I quickly pull the remnants of my cut top over my head and now stand in front of the mirror with my upper body exposed. I have to admit to myself that Anna is right about my small bust size being unimpressive with the two tiny nipples. Next, I pull down what is left of my skirt. When I look in the mirror now, I have to admit that my body, without hair and with my small breasts, looks much younger. Curious, I run my fingers over the soft and completely stubble-free skin between my legs. Tom's cum and my juice cling to my fingertips and draw long, wet, shiny strings. Instead of being disgusted or ashamed of it, I find it fascinating and even somewhat arousing.

Caught myself, I **** myself not to caress my shame any further and quickly get under the cold water jet of the shower. With the refreshing water I wash off not only the slutty makeup and the sperm of my neighbor, but also my arousal. When I get out of the shower again after a while, I feel much cleaner and more innocent. Only my missing pubic hair reminds me of what all happened today.

After pulling on my loose sleeping shirt and letting the remains of my clothes disappear deep into the trash, I walk into my bedroom with relief. Only when I am already lying in my bed do I notice that I have a message from Anna on my cell phone.