Burning Desires (Erotica compilation)

April

I am going to seduce my neighbor today. I've had my eyes on my next-door neighbour Keith Hawkins since he moved in two months ago. I remember the first time I saw him, I immediately knew there was tension between the two of us.

The way he looked on that first day he moved here, dressed in grey sweatpants and a plain white tee. I remember the way he cleaned sweat from his forehead and then raked his fingers through his black locks of hair. And how his eyes glisten and turn a different color from their original greenish blue to just blue when he's outside and under the sunlight.

Keith Hawkins is a gorgeous man. And I've had him in my sights too long for this plan to fail. I put a lot of effort into this plan. I got this new red dress just for my plan of seduction to work.

And it's safe to admit that after looking at myself in the mirror, I can confirm that there's no way in hell Keith wouldn't fall for my plan.

Unless he's gay, and then I'll respect that. But if he's not, I'll be in his bed before the night is over.

I ring the doorbell again and wait patiently to see if Keith would answer. Nervousness begins to set in when nobody appears at the door. Fuck, I should have made sure he was home before coming over.

Oh, God. I planned too much for this not to work. I look around and I'm more confused when I see his car is parked out front.

What the hell?

I'm about to give up and return home in shame when the door is pulled open revealing a half-wet Keith. Water is dripping from his hair all over his shirt and it tells me what I need to know.

"Hi, April. Sorry for the delay, I just got out of the shower and I heard you ring the bell."

"Yeah, I... I can tell." I clear my throat and present him with the gift in my hand. The pie I spent all evening making. And I don't cook. But thank heavens for YouTube cooking channels. They came in handy today. "I made you this. See it as a late welcome-to-the-neighborhood gift." I tell him, making sure to give him the most sexy smile I can muster.

He laughs heartily, the same laugh I've listened to over the last couple of months when he's having beers with my dad and his other friends. "I've been in this neighborhood for almost three months now, April."

"Well, we're a loving bunch. The gifts will keep coming," I tell him truthfully. That's the thing about the people of this town. A very welcoming bunch.

"That's true," he agrees.

I smile and take matters into my own hands, "May I come in?"

"Uh, yeah sure. Shit, I'm sorry for not asking you myself." He steps aside and I walk in making sure to add an extra sway to my steps when I feel his gaze on me.

"It's okay. Can't let you eat all this pie yourself now, can we?" I turn around and face him with a smirk after placing the Pie on a table. God, I hope he's noticing all the hints I've been giving and I don't end up making a fool of myself if he doesn't.

He walks closer to me, "No, we can't. How nice of you, April." He takes another step closer and my breath hitches in my throat when I notice the way his shirt hugs his body almost revealing the ridges of his abs.

He's so close to me now I can smell his cologne, the whiff of it fills my nose and I like it. "What are you doing?"

"I should be asking you that."

I shrug and smile, "I came to give you pie" I point briefly to the pie in question.

"Dressed like that?" He steps much closer to me, "Tell me, April. Do you give all your new male neighbors pie, while wearing something like that?"

I smirk when I realize how close my plan is to working, "Only the ones I want to fuck." I say honestly.

"Oh, really?" He runs a lone finger across my cheek and I have to refrain from moaning from the way his touch sets my body on fire. " Go upstairs, the first door on your left. Go, now."

My brows furrow in confusion, "What?"

"You want me to fuck you?" He asks and I nod. "Then go to my room, April." I scurried off in the direction he gave me immediately.

Keith followed me upstairs. As soon as I entered his room, I leaned over the bed and moaned softly. God, it felt so good.

He closed the door softly behind me and pushed me onto the bed. The bed dipped next to me. He grazed his fingers inside of my thigh, making me clench even harder. And as his fingers skimmed across my wet panties, I whimpered. He slipped a finger inside and began rubbing circles around my clit.

"Keith, I-I ..." I stuttered.

I moaned out as he pulled his fingers out of me. His warm breath fanned my neck, and he peppered wet kisses down it. Leaning over on one of his elbows, he pushed his fingers inside of me. I gripped his wrist as he thrust them deeper. The sound of my wet pussy being thrust into over and over made me wetter.

After a few moments, he pulled his fingers out of me and placed them on my lips. "Suck on it," he demanded.

I wrapped my lips around his fingers and sucked my wetness off as I gazed at him through my lashes. He took a deep breath and closed his hungry eyes as he undid his belt.

"Fuck, April." He crawled off of the bed, pulled down his pants, and smirked at me.

His fingers gripped my underwear from underneath my dress, and he slowly pulled them off of me. He brushed his fingers down the insides of my thighs. I stood, craving his touch, and pressed my lips to his.

He tangled his hand in my hair and pulled me back with it. "Turn around."

I turned around and placed my hands on the bed. With one hand, he fingered the bottom of my dress and pulled it up. With the other, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me to arch my back. He rubbed his hard cock against my entrance.

"Please," I whispered. "Please, Mr. Hawkins."

He pushed himself into me slowly. I clenched the bedsheets in my hand as his cock filled me. He wrapped an arm around my torso and groped my breast through my dress, softly tugging on my earlobe.

"You have no idea how much power I have over you, April," he murmured. He thrust harder into me. "Anything I want, you can and will give me. And if you don't, I can just tell your father how his daughter dressed like a slut to seduce me."

I gripped the bedsheets harder, thrusting my hips back against his. "What do you want?"

"You, on your knees." He pulled himself out of me, and I turned to him and knelt. He stroked his cock. "Stick out your tongue. You're going to swallow for me."

My toes curled. I gazed up at him, fingers rubbing my clit. He took my chin in his hand, and I opened my mouth. His cum sprayed over my face, completely missing my mouth. When he released my jaw, I wiped his cum off with my fingers and sucked them into my mouth.

He smirked down at me and pinched both of my nipples in his fingers, pulling me up. I stumbled back onto the bed. He pushed his fingers inside of me again.

"I'm going to have so much fun using you, April Max." He looks down at me and smirks mischievously.