Tom faces Pamela Hope...

Tom ended the call and took a ragged breath. His rigid cock was pounding painfully in time with his racing pulse and his whole body trembling with urgent passion. He had done all he could and so, with both resignation and a morbid thrill, he opened the door to face the music.

It was time to let the fat lady sing. Except Mrs Hope was anything but fat.

The door opened onto his parents bedroom and there she was, standing before the king-sized bed in all of her magnificent glory like a walking wet-dream.

Tom’s eyes widened as he drank her in. She was wearing skyscraper stiletto heels and her shapely legs were wrapped in silky white thigh-high stockings sporting hot pink bows at the tops. They made her gorgeous gams look even longer and incredibly sleek.

His bloodshot eyes moved over her firm inviting thighs to the lacy white g-string that did little to conceal her moist puffy mound and Tom's fingers twitched to untie the taut strings that rode high over her generous hips. To pull the knots undone and see the teensy tiny undergarment fall to the bedroom floor.

She wore a scanty white corset frilled in the same vivid pink as her stockings but it was cupless and her marvelously huge melons were out, front and center. They looked so full and heavy, bare to him with those pretty pink nipples hard and gently lactating.

Finally Tom dragged his eyes up to her stunning picture-perfect face. Her shining amber eyes and glossy pouting lips, gently parted and framed by a cascade of dark, gently curling hair. All of it together made her look like some sultry super-stacked sex goddess come to earth to fulfil his every deepest darkest fantasy.

“Do you like what you see, Tom dear?”

Mrs Hope was watching his reaction, preening beautifully and smiling hungrily at him with a smug look of satisfaction. He must have been drooling.

Tom soon felt his own surge of satisfaction; he was naked and could feel a slight sheen of sweat prickle over every inch of his burning skin. Pamela’s eyes quickly dropped to his big throbbing dick and her facade of cool composure fell away in an instant.

Her full lips quivered and she dropped to her knees shaking with ecstatic anticipation.

“At last…” she whispered huskily. “It’s been far too long…”

Tom stalked up to her, grasped his steely shaft in one hand and slapped her hard across the cheek with it.

“You did this to me and you made me promises.” he growled. “Now you’re going to be mine and you’re going to deliver!”

With that he grabbed her by the hair, tilted her beautiful face back and rudely shoved his aching tool between her soft full pouting lips.

"Oh Tom- Mmmnph~!"

Mrs Hope’s sparkling eyes widened in shock but she didn’t fight him. With a low guttural hum of pleasure she let him push fully half of his raging manmeat into her warm wet mouth before she began sucking on it like a cream-filled Popsicle.

Tom gasped at the feel of those sweet cherry lips locked about the tumescent tip of his tool, the buttery softness of her mouth sending blissful shudders through him. Her tongue rolled and slathered about the crown of his corpulent cock lighting up his pleasure centers like a stadium rock concert.

"That's right you gorgeous MILF slut, is that what you've wanted? To gag yourself on my big dick? To taste my manhood in the back of your throat?"

He glared down at her angrily, panting with his own all-consuming need. She had done this to him and she would pay for it in pounds of her succulent fuckable flesh.

Mrs Hope locked eyes with him, those bright amber orbs shining with desire and never slowing as she twisted and stroked her exquisite runway face up and down his adamantine immensity.

"Mmmhmmm~" she moaned around her meaty mouthful.

Tom ran his hands through her waterfall of thick dark hair and watched her huge tits sway with each of her quickening movements. God but they were amazing, larger than cantaloupe melons but clearly still as perky and gravity-free as a twenty year old.

Releasing her hair, he bent over her and cupped those luscious mounds in his hands to feel their heft and softness. He gasped as his hands sunk into her firm spongy titty-flesh and Mrs Hope groaned excitedly around his girthy shaft, she was clearly very sensitive.

Pamela had closed her eyes, as though relishing every salty second as she greedily gobbling his ironclad rod but that alone wasn’t enough for her. Tom let out an animal whimper when she gurgled wetly and began forcing her head lower, swallowing the head of his steely tool and sliding it past the entrance to her tight slick throat.

“Jeezus~ shit! Holy fuck, Mrs Hope…” He gasped as she energetically fucked her own lovely face all the way to his throbbing balls.

Her soft pouting lips ran luxuriously down the full length of his jutting manhood until she kissed his pelvis. Tom gaped as Pamela groaned in heartfelt pleasure and she began to eagerly, ravenously deep-throat him. Her own delicate hands had slipped over his where they pawed at her bountiful bouncing rack. She guided Tom’s feverish fingers over her bra-busting mounds and onto her stiff leaking nipples where he pulled at them fervently.

“Oh Gawd~! I’m going to cum straight down your throat you cock-gargling whore!” Tom roared.

“Nnnnnmmurgh~!”

Pamela’s mesmerizing amber eyes were watering as she looked up at him in silent appeal. Then, as if reading his impending climax on his face, she began to suck with even more ferocity, ramming his full turgid length between her lips and straight down her tight warm throat.

“Oh fuck! Fuck fuckfuckfuck…”

She let out a stifled groan of heartfelt need as Tom tugged mercilessly at her rock-hard nipples and he could feel her creamy milk flowing freely through his clawing fingers. He was literally milking his sexy MILF neighbor as she sucked him to frightful fruition.

That erotically charged realization was the final straw and he exploded, blasting his hot sticky load straight down her slender neck into her empty waiting belly.

It was as though all the built-up stress and sexual frustration of the last few weeks had finally found a blessed outlet. Like pressurized steam hissing and spitting from a valve it blew its way out of Tom, a dizzying wave of release spewing from the angry head of his spasming cockmeat.

Tom swayed unsteadily on his feet as he poured a seemingly endless torrent of manseed into Mrs Hope's mouth until she began to jerk and writhe on her knees below him. Finally she pulled her pretty head back, blindly trying to catch the last of his gargantuan load on her flawless face. Her vision was clouded with the ****-like euphoria and a thick glob of his spend spilled from the side of her thick cock-bruised lips.

“So much… never seen… oh sweet jesus…” she groaned hazily, falling giddily back onto her luscious MILF ass.

Tom could see her big amber eyes rolling up into her skull in that familiar brainless bliss that overcame every XXX-infected when they consumed the fresh spunk they craved so badly but he was still rock-hard, unyielding and feeling monstrously unsatisfied.

“Is this all your teasing promises are worth? A quick one and done blowjob then you’re going to pass out?” He snarled at her, before pointing furiously down at his unflagging boner. “After you did this to me?!”

Mrs Hope just moaned in soulful gratification and spread her sleek thighs limply, it was all the answer she could manage in her current state. A clear, if tasteless, invitation for him to continue regardless.

Tom was so desperately hard he was actually considering it before he heard a ding-dong voice calling him from out back of the house.

“Oh, Tomy boy…” Sang a breathy musical voice, laden with lecherous promise, “…won’t you come out and play?”

“Shit, but that was a close thing.” He grumbled to himself then turned back on the recumbent form of Pamela Hope, “Here’s a promise of my own for you, Mrs Hope. I’m not going to fuck you. Not until you know what it’s like to be driven mad by carnal pleasures that are just outside of your reach. The same thing you did to me.”

With that Tom turned and stalked out of the room, heading outside towards the pool. He strode through the empty house utterly naked, his rigid throbbing dick leading the way like a pussy-powered divining rod set to stun.