Neighbor MILF Showing Her Ass on the Elevator

The elevator hums with a dull monotony, metal sighing as it ascends. I’m trapped in this claustrophobic box, the stench of old cigarettes and cheap cologne clinging to the air. Then she steps in, the MILF from next door. She’s a vision of sin in a tight blue dress, the fabric stretching across her ample ass, her stockings whispering as she turns to face the closing doors. Her eyes meet mine in the reflective surface, a slow, dirty smile spreading across her lips. She knows she’s being watched, her fingers tracing the hem of her dress, inching it up, revealing more of her creamy thighs. The elevator lurches, and she uses the moment to bend over slightly, giving me a perfect view of her lacy blue thong, the thin strip of fabric disappearing between her plump ass cheeks. She looks back at me, her eyes daring, as she slowly slides a finger under the thong, teasing the edge of her pussy. The elevator dings, but neither of us moves. Her finger slips inside, and she lets out a soft moan, her eyes never leaving mine. I can see the wetness glistening on her finger as she pulls it out, bringing it to her mouth and sucking it clean. The doors start to close, but she stops them with her foot, turning to me, her dress riding up even higher. “Want a taste?” she purrs, her voice a low, sultry growl. I nod, my cock already rock hard, ready to fuck this filthy MILF right here in the elevator. She steps closer, her hand reaching out to grab my dick through my pants, squeezing it tightly. “Mmm, someone’s eager,” she whispers, her breath hot on my ear. She unzips my pants, her hand wrapping around my shaft, stroking it slowly. I groan, my hips thrusting forward, wanting more. She laughs, a dirty, wicked sound, as she drops to her knees, her mouth replacing her hand. She takes me deep, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. I can feel the pressure building, my balls tightening as she sucks me harder, faster. She pulls off with a pop, looking up at me with those dirty, fuck-me eyes. “Cum for me, baby,” she whispers, her hand replacing her mouth, stroking me in time with her words. I explode, my cum spraying across her face, her tongue licking up every last drop. She stands, her dress falling back into place, a satisfied smile on her face. The elevator dings again, and this time, the doors stay open, revealing the empty hallway. She steps out, looking back at me one last time. “Until next time,” she says, her voice a promise of more dirty, filthy encounters. The doors close, leaving me alone in the elevator, my cock already hardening again, ready for round two.