I Love Trash Day

I so look forward to taking out my trash thanks to Heather.

Typical Monday morning, the trash needs to be taken to the curb. Today would be a day I would never forget. I get up and go around back to pull my trash cans to the front. I could have never believed what would go on from here. Still dusk dark with a cool dampness in the air. As I get close to my curb, I see my neighbor Heather. Now Heather was a 56-year-old brown-streaked blonde. Her body was so put together. She had the perfect round ass, thick thighs, and some perky, full breasts. I had noticed Heather for a while; we had been neighbors for about two years. Both friendly to each other in passing. But on this day, things would be a little different. We were coming off a holiday weekend and everyone had an extra load to put out. As I saw Heather struggling to get her trash out, I decided to give her a hand. I walked over with a pleasant good morning. She had the most amazing smile in response. She had on a long silk robe that captured every single curve she had. It clung to her body perfectly. I was astonished to see her hard nipples poke through. She said how thankful she was for my assistance and invited me in for a continental breakfast spread.

I walked in and to my behold, she had everything laid out. Little did I know, I was the main course. She took a strawberry and began licking it with her pink tongue. It was so enticing. She walked over to me to let me taste her sweet lips. At the same time she saw that my cock got rock hard, sticking through my sweatpants. She reached down and grabbed it. She squeezed and jerked it just right. I began to untie her robe and sucked her hard nipples. She winced and moaned. I reached down and felt her wetness dripping down her thighs. Heather took an orange peel and squeezed it over my cock. She then knelt down and licked the juices off, taking me deep into her mouth. I leaned against the wall as I grabbed a handful of her hair to hold her head down and pull her off.

I then lifted her off the floor and bent her over a chair. I gently lifted her robe over her ass. So round, sitting up ready. I entered her slowly, deep and passionately. Heather began to whisper, “Fuck me, fuck me harder.” Who am I to resist this beautiful woman? I gave her what she asked for, thrusting hard. Then I began giving her ass slaps. The redder it turned, the deeper I went. She turned around and knelt to take my intensely hard cock in her mouth. I could hardly resist what she was doing. I grabbed her breasts firmly and wrapped them around my shaft, fucking them as she licked the tip. It became so intense.

I lifted her up and pulled out a chair. I sat down and Heather straddled me. Sitting down softly, she didn’t wait to ride me hard. Her breasts bounced in my face, her ass slapped against my thighs. I couldn’t hold it. I told her I had to cum. She said, “Give it to me, don’t hold it.” With one hard thrust, I let go deep inside her, and she yelled out. As she got up, I could see the cream run down her inner thighs. I just had to taste her. She began to shake and quiver. What came next, I never could have seen. She started to gush all over my face with an enormous release. She took her hand and rubbed it into my skin, then licked it off her fingers. I got up and slowly kissed and held her with a hug. She said, “Thanks for helping me with my trash,” as I walked back to my house.