torturous teasing for the peeping neighbor continuesI thoug..

torturous teasing for the peeping neighbor continues

I thought you'd have learned your lesson. The last time I caught you peeping at me ended up with me luring you to my apartment, pushing you down, and me riding, bouncing and cumming on your dick.

Sure you got to feel my wet pussy clenching and gripping your dick when I came, my tight ass bouncing down on your balls with each downward motion. And you got to see my long nipples so close you could taste them. But you did not taste them, because you were originally looking without permission, and so I forbid you to touch - grab, suck, lick, or even touch - the one thing you had been caught lusting after with your eyes.

Yet here we are again.

I've caught you.

On my way back to my apartment door from checking the mail, I see that you had your door cracked, and you were watching me walk. It's the middle of the day, and most people are at work, so I am not wearing a bra. My tits bounce when I run up the stairs to my flat, and now that I can see you, I know that's what you were watching: my fat nipples and heavy tits flopping as I darted up the stairs.

I walk straight to your door, and you, unaware that you are caught, try to act as if you were already opening it coincidentally as I am approaching. But I push your door in, enter your place, and confront you.

Your denials are getting you nowhere, I didn't even ask you for these excuses; I haven't said anything; I've only closed the door behind me. And locked it.

"Sit down," I say, motioning to your chair.

You happily sit down because you remember the last time you sat down in front of me ending with your dick being drowned under my pussy.

But this time, I walk up to you on the side of your chair, and I make it clear that if you say anything, or move, I'm leaving. I start to rub on my nipples through my shirt, my chest eye level with your eyes, even closer than last time when I was sitting on your dick. I pull my shirt up and you get rock hard as you again stare in disbelief at just how long and thick my nipples are. You want to move, you want to grab your dick, reach out for my tits with your hands or mouth or something to release the tension building in your pants, but you don't want the show to end, so you stay put.

You can see the bumps on my areolas starting to harden, and you are just waiting to see them unveiled.

As I lift my shirt and begin to rub on my nipples, look down at your lap, and I see your precum is so thick, it's making a wet spot on your pants. I smirk devilishly, but my stern look quickly returns to my face as I continue to tortuously tease you, rubbing and holding my tits so close to your face.

You look surprised as I pull back, pull my shirt down and head for the door.

"I have a dick appointment in thirty minutes with a real man who knows how to treat a lady; you're just a peeping Tom."

As I swing open the door, you hear me say, "I'll let you know if need you, but today is not your day."

As the door swings shut behind me, you can only daydream of the best tits you've ever seen, so close, but have still never touched.