Neighborhood of milfs. (Saber Arturia and Dirty Reflection)

[Revelations]

Leon Fields was a new arrival at the suburbs in the city, his family having moved to keep close to him when he inevitably went to college that year. Something of an athlete with a brain on him – he sort of had it all. Killer looks, killer smarts, skills with cars and keeping them in working order, and a wealthy family who could afford the suburban lifestyle. That morning it was a rather fine and sunny summer day, a light breeze keeping things cool and light compared to the intense heat that summer could usually bring. Working in the garage of his family’s house, he had just been doing some tidying up, keeping the place maintained and cleaned. Clad in a dark black muscle shirt that showed off his amply toned and muscular arms – as well as a pair of faded jeans, he was a rather handsome young man, even if he had worked up a bit of a sweat.

His mother and father were both away for work, and they trusted him enough with the house to give him the run of it while they were gone, and for now he had no desire to abuse that trust, but he wasn’t quite aware of what plans his neighbors might have had...

 

[Dirty Reflection]

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When news about the new arrival on the block, the Fields Family, the entire block, at least those who were female and lusting after barely-legal men, had made their way over to the Fields’ home. One after another, for whatever reason they would make up to visit, had done so with the sole purpose to check out not-so-young Leon. He was quite the sight to behold. Every milf in the neighborhood had a chance to scope out not only their target but the competition.

Elaine Winters of 765 Creek Road was the first to visit, but she paled in comparison to the best seductress of Haven Creek, Viola Peters.The Russian beauty might’ve had big knockers, but the English woman of 666 Creek Road was a pro. To those who knew how to tow the line, she was the best friend you’d ever have. However, if you crossed her - well, best not find out what happens then. Just ask Christina Hendricks, the famed actress who used to live in Haven Crest. She hightailed it out of there when she accidentally got in Viola’s way a few years ago.

“What a beautiful morning, isn’t it, Viola?” Elaine said, seeing Viola walk up on the sidewalk as the both of them were heading towards the house of the newcomers.

“For some, it is, yes,” Viola made no attempt to look at Eliane directly in the eyes, though she did make it known that she wasn’t here to play the game that Elaine wanted to start.

“Heading to the Fields’?”

“Of course I am. As head of our Neighborhood Watch, I need to properly welcome them.”

“Are you sure it’s not because of that piece of eye candy who is currently working on his car?”

Viola didn’t bother responding.

“I figured as much.” Elaine scowled, “you do know I’ll be the first one there, right?”

Again Viola wouldn't’ say anything in return. However, as they seemed to turn a corner, Viola accidentally stuck her foot in front of Elaine’s, causing the less-attractive blonde to trip. Of course, she kept a totally innocent, if not slightly-proud, smile as she approached Leon as he kept on working on his car. “Well, hello there, handsome,” Viola said, eying her next conquest from the head to toe, “I’m Viola Peters. I live two houses over on the opposite side of the street. I wanted to officially welcome you to the neighborhood.” She offered her hand, though she made no attempt to hide her curvaceous figure as she was wearing a skin-tight, black dress that came to a stop mid-thigh. Her tits were barely concealed. If she wanted to, she could’ve done something about that. But she’s never been one to hide her true intentions that much.

 

[Revelations]

Only a man of nineteen years, Leon really had no idea what to expect in the suburbs. And honestly? He thought he’d be bored out of his mind waiting for something, anything interesting to happen at all out here. Safety, security, and pleasant neighbors couldn’t really hold a candle to highschool life – or so he thought. It was going to be a boring summer, maybe he could take up a part time job at the mechanics or something to pass the time, but even that was just spinning the wheels as far as he was concerned. Whistling briefly in the garage, the young man could have basically been doing anything else and he’d be just as bored. It was a summer morning, and he had no friends out here – at least not yet and given the kind of people who lived the sort of picket fence suburb life, he expected to find few others around his age around town.

Then again, perhaps he didn’t need to find friends his age. Perhaps luck was coming to knock on his door – proverbially at least.

As he had his back turned to the door and worked on the engine to his car – an older Ford Mustang model given to him as a gift from his parents, he wiped off the beads of sweat that had gathered on his brow before leaning into it, his somewhat tight muscle shirt drooping off of him, showing off sun kissed skin as he seemed oblivious to the chaos outside. Expecting nothing more than a quiet day of working on the car and maybe watching some tv, the sound of someone walking up to the garage made him assume it was just the mailman coming to deliver the mail in person...

And while what he looked at was certainly quite a package, it wasn’t the sort he was expecting. A blonde – gorgeous and fully stacked in a tight, skin tight dress that left plenty of leg and thigh exposed... As well as her full, heavy breasts. “Oh, hey there.” Rising, his hands reached for a towel, wiping the grease off of his fingers before he approached. Standing at least six feet, Leon certainly drew the eye, youthful and handsome, a boy maturing into a man.

“Viola? I’m Leon Fields. It’s nice to meet the neighbors..” He spoke, giving a small smile and offering his hand out to shake. What sort of young, redblooded man would pass up the opportunity? “I’m afraid my parents aren’t home though. Still, it’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Peters.” his tone was friendly and amicable, but as his eyes slowly sauntered over the woman, his friendliness may have had its own secrets as well.

 

[Dirty Reflection]

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So well-mannered he was. This was going to be fun.

Viola accepted his gesture at a handshake instead of what she half-expected from an man his age to do. When she saw how fit and muscular he was and is the kind of woman that she was, Viola thought he’d steal a glance of her figure despite her not really minding had he done that. She thought he might use the sweat all of his body as an excuse to get a hug via the art of “accidental” slipping. While questionable, she wouldn’t put it past him.

But, to her surprise, he remained still, his face resisting the obvious urge to look at her body, and he offered his hand to her as a show of goodwill. What could he be planning? She would muse to herself, taking his hand, shaking it as her blue eyes wouldn’t take their sight off of what seemed like hazel for him. Of course, she’s been wrong about this thing before.

Unlike Leon, Viola wasn’t shy about checking him out. Though she did it with subtlety, she still liked what she saw. He was taller than she was, but with heels on and a stacked figure, she was practically the same height as he was.

“Oh, that’s okay, hun,” she waved away his comment about his parents not being home. Perfect.. She looked at his car. “That’s quite the machine you have,” she said, walking past him, inspecting the engine. She wanted to get a closer look, so she would lean over, though for unknown reasons(probably to Leon because she knew exactly what she was doing), to what Leon’d see next was a sight, not all men got to see of Viola Peters: her flawless, shaved sex as her dress was hiked up just slightly but it was enough for her goodies to be seen.

And she was well aware of what had happened, yet she did nothing to hide it from Leon’s periphery.

 

[Revelations]

Unsure of what was actually going on here, he was at least palying the part of being friendly enough. Viola was fucking gorgeous, and while he wanted to more openly ogle her, he thought that her questionably ‘safe’ outfit might have just been her not knowing what to wear. It didn’t quite dawn on him what her intentions were at first, his hazel-brown eyes looked back into her lovely blue eyes as he smiled and took her in. Everything about her dripped beauty, from her carefully done hair to her long and sultry legs accentuated by her heels. She didn’t seem to mind his parents being gone, but as she then turned past him and looked the car over he had been done with his maintenance for the morning so despite the odd grease spot here or there that she may have to be careful about, it was clear that he prided himself in his work and keeping the engine in good condition.

Of course, as she bent over and revealed her lack of panties, it was around that time that Leon quickly caught what was going on and understood that this was no... regular visit. He more openly checked her out, unaware that car’s sleek paintjob or even the window if she looked just right could show his angled head, looking down at her bare pussy and revealed asscheeks. “Seems we both like what’s under the hood...” A little sly in flirtation, he gave a wider smile. “I’m sure you didn’t come here just to look at cars. If you have some time...” he trailed off, curious to see just how far this went as he approached. “I can always show you around the house, ever been in it before?” Approaching as he asked, the tall teenager soon brushed up against her, his strong and firm hand briefly sliding against her arm to rest at her hand, deciding to take a bit of initiative as strong, firm, and dominant fingers rested above her own, cupped against her.

 

[Dirty Reflection]

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Hook, line, and sinker.

Viola's plan to lure in this fresh piece of man-meat had gone according to her plan. She wanted to seduce him with her figure, then get him to come to her as she purposely showed her goodies in plain sight, only for him to come on over and assert his manly dominance over her. Yes, she knew he was this kind of man. And yes, she knew the kind of approach he'd take. Being the kind of guy he was, she knew that he would drop some subtle comment - or at least, what he thought was subtle - in an attempt to sway her to take "a tour of the house". She wouldn't crush his confidence by saying this was exactly what she had intended with her innocent visit.

And when she felt his hand over hers, she looked at him with a smirk, though saving face just in case he thought she would beg him for his cock. "How kind of you, Leon. Of course, I'd love to see your house..." She lifted her hand up as she was led by him, all the while, she saw Elaine who had finally gotten up. The two exchanged a look before Viola went inside the house.

Viola won this round. Better luck next time, Elaine.

 

[Revelations]

Leon was utterly oblivious to the little war going on between the house wives and ladies of the suburbs, and as such he missed the subtle glance between the two blondes. What he did notice however is that a smoking hot blond without panties and seemingly flashing the fact to him knowingly. What kind of young man would pass the chance to indulge on that? Viola got exactly what she wished for it seemed, but that was hardly a bad thing for the young man..., as he may be getting what he wants too.

"Ever been in here before with the old tenants?" The old couple who owned the house before the Fields were a stodgy old couple who kept to themselves and never interacted much with the suburbs at large. As the two entered the lush and modern living room the nineteen year old turned to Viola, giving a small smile. "Parents wanted something posh, you know? Anyway, make yourself... Comfortable. If you want a drink, let new know." Of course, the sort of thing he wanted to do with her, they'd probably not have time for it. "Of course if there's any way I can make you feel at home too, I'm more than happy to." Giving a confident smile, he again brushed against her, his body warm and as where she was soft, Leon was toned, taut, and rough in feel in all the right ways.

 

[Dirty Reflection]

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What a house this was. While it wasn't nearly as nice as hers was, she couldn't deny that it had its own charm to it. Viola found herself making mental notes of just about every inch of the place that her eyes came into the sight of, especially the built, young man who had been leading the tour.

As the two had came into the living room and would take a seat on the lovely couch, she could feel Leon doing his best trying not to be too abrasive, but a young man with a sex drive that he must have gave her the impression that holding back wasn't his strong suit. In fact, when he started speaking about his parents or her having a drink, she could feel him slowly moving closer to her and his bulging muscles(as well as something else bulging) touching her.

And in that moment, she smirked at him. She leaned forward, her clear-as-a-blue-sea eyes locked on him and she pushed him back. As always, she had to take control. As such, when he was pushed back and she was on top of him with her legs on the outside, trapping his own within her grasp, like the cougar, she slowly pounced on her prey. Her upper body jiggled with just a slight motion as she went down to kiss his neck, feeling every inch of it being swallowed up by her moist lips and tongue as they sucked on them. Her voice made a rather sultry moan each time she sucked on the left side of his neck.

 

[Revelations]

While she may have been the one to take the lead, he was hardly one to let her do all the work. Surprised at first when she leaned in and pushed him against herself and even locked her legs around him, his hands were very swiftly upon her… though not to buck her off. As one of his hands slid against her frame, it moved for the hem of her little black dress, rough and firm fingers briefly dipping against her bare thigh before he started to peel her dress to above her hips, wanting to bare her ass and pussy as his lips brushed against her cheek and to her ear. “Fuck...” Giving out a heated sound of pleasure, his lips againt her ear as his hand then cupped against her exposed ass. She didn’t have to work hard on getting him in the throes of passion and as her lips pressed down against his neck, the scent of his more masculine aftershave as well well as the faint hint of stubble met her lips and tongue, every breath he took causing his chest to rise and fall hard against her curvy body.

His other hand moved quickly to start guiding them both to the couch, bracing against it so he could fall against it with her still straddling against his legs, his hardening and growing shaft easily felt through his pants as it rubbed against her inner thigh through his clothing.