Sundays are usually boring days in my personal opinion. There is nowhere to go, nothing much to do except watch old movies that one had probably watched countless times. My friends claim differently.

My friends usually say I was the one who was unwilling to do it on Sundays. They would invite me to the bar with them but I was tired of going to the bar. All we did there is drink and stare at women on the dance floor. I was tired of all that. 

I sat in my living room, watching a football match but my mind was not totally on it; I was watching the clock and hoping it moves fast enough so that Monday can come quickly. I couldn’t wait to get to work.

Everything became more boring and irritating when the other team scored against the team I was supporting. I didn’t want to be in the room and then I wondered where I could go. I decided to go to the garden and if I could do something.

The house used to belong to my late aunt. She was unmarried and had no children so she had willed the house to me. When she was alive, she loved working in the garden. I usually helped her whenever I was around too. When I took possession of the house, I decided to keep the garden and keep working it in memory of my aunt.

Just when I walked into the garden, I heard noises that sounded like moans or cries. I couldn’t determine if it was of pain or pleasure. The noises were coming from the building next to mine. It belonged to Mrs. Thompson. She is a hot MILF. 

She had moved here about two years ago and she was freaking sexy. If you saw her, you would think she was in her early thirties but I once saw her ID card so I knew her real age of 42. She was one of the hottest mature ladies I ever saw. 

Mrs. Thompson was always dressed in sexy clothes. Sometimes she would put on a short skirt which usually rides up her thighs and exposes her panties whenever she bends down. There were clear indications that some of the provocative things she did were totally for my benefit. She was seducing me. I could have easily gone to her but I decided to apply caution.

Now, I wondered if it was a good idea to check up on her or not. For all I knew, she could be masturbating and moaning with pleasure. Or perhaps, someone was in there with her, hurting her or something. I decided to be a good neighbor and check.

A short fence and a small gate separated the two buildings. The gate was unlocked. I walked indirectly to the front door. I could still hear the moans. I opened the door which was also unlocked. I had been inside the house only once and that was when she asked me to come to check up her computer.

I followed the door upstairs and arrived in front of the door from which the moans were emanating.

I counted one to five and opened the door and beheld a pleasurable sight. Mrs. Thompson was straddling a male sex doll with the doll’s dick deep in her pussy. She was riding the doll hard. At the same time, she was also pushing an object in and out of her asshole. She saw me.

Mrs. Thompson screamed out of fright and something launched from her hand towards my head. It was a bit painful. When the object landed on the floor, I saw that it was a dildo. This was embarrassing.

“I am so sorry. I thought I heard cries of pain, that was why I came. I came to make sure you were okay. I will leave now.”

“No, no, you can’t leave,” she panted. “Please I need your dick in my pussy. Please. Don’t leave me hanging.”

I couldn’t believe my luck. I stammered. “Are…are you sure?”

“Yes, yes, come!” She said. She jumped off the bed, stark naked, and moved towards me. She had busty boobs and they bounced as she rushed towards me. She pulled down my pants and reached for my already erect dick. She took it in her mouth and began to suck.

I placed a hand on her head and relaxed to enjoy the sensations. When I was about to cum, I warned her but she didn’t listen. I came in her mouth. We kissed and I tasted my cum. As her breasts rubbed against my bare chest, I got hard again.

This time, I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I began to pound her pussy in that standing position. My hands held solidly under her ass as I moved her up and down my dick.

I carried her to the bed and turned her around so that she was kneeling and facing away from me. I slammed my dick into her pussy from behind and continued to fuck her. The sex doll stared aimlessly and I felt it was jealous. I didn’t care. I continued to fuck Mrs. Thompson’s pussy until I came deep inside her.

As we tested, I thought that this particular Sunday wasn’t so bad after all. 

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