My Steamy Story: You are my fat neighbor in laundry room ...

My Story Time:

Okay, so full confession time, bestie. I was in the laundry room, looking a whole mess—curlers in my hair, my grandma’s floral scarf, zero makeup, just pure goblin mode vibes. And then my neighbor walks in, this cutie who’s always kinda sus and stares. I caught him checking me out, and low-key, his sweatpants were doing NOTHING to hide the fact that he was getting hard. I was like, "OMG, you getting a stiffy just from little ol' me looking like this? You’re so down bad it’s iconic." I stepped closer, my curlers kinda jingling, and put my hand right on that thick bulge. His eyes went wide and he let out this shaky "fuck." I whispered, "You like when I tease you, huh?" before I slipped my hand into his pants and wrapped my fingers around his hot, hard dick. He was already leaking, and I was so wet just from the power trip. He groaned, "Please," and I was like, "Yeah, you’re gonna beg for this pussy, aren’t you?" Total main character energy. Sheesh.