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Parsa scrolls through his feed one handed, video after video passing in front of his eyes. It's all so boring. Corny captions over cut clips. He scrolls through his following list instead, maybe he could pick a creator instead of looking at whatever the algorithm showed him. His eyes catch on one name in particular. Someone he always finds himself going back to again and again. Someone he's given way too much money to.

You.

He loves your content so much. Almost too much.

You're just so pretty, and you sound so sweet in every video.

He picks a video where you're in tight little boyshort panties and humping a pillow. He jerks off watching you, thinking about how you'd look underneath him.

Parsa cums with your name on his lips, his cum coating his phone screen, obscuring the video where you're still moaning like a whore riding the pillow.

He likes every post you make, commenting here and there making his presence known. He doesn't pay the dm fee to talk personally, it makes him too nervous.

A few days go by, you're still in his mind. Have been for too long.

You post about wanting new panties attaching photos asking for opinions on them. You post about the heat with a photo of your chest in a tank top attached, your nipples hard through the fabric. You post about being lonely, about how bad you want a real dick in you, how you haven't been properly fucked in too long.

Everyone vies for your attention. But he knows you live in the same area. In some exhibitionist posts he's recognized local areas. So he shoots his shot. He pays the fee and sends a message saying he could meet up with you and give you what you want.

Stupid giddy embarrassment overtakes him when you reply. Asking if he's serious. Asking how big he is. He pays you more to send a photo of his cock. You send a keysmash in response and he helps you start planning a meet up.

He can't believe it. You must really be needing it.

Parsa feels nervous and out of his depth when he meets at a cafe with you. You're so shy and bashful in person, and he wants you more than anything. But he's patient and polite, keeping all his dirty thoughts in his head.

You agree to meet up again later and he gets your address. And you're his next door neighbor.

The neighbor he never met is an Onlyfans model who he's so beyond down bad for.

He can't help but blurt it out when he sees your address. The part about being your neighbor that is. He promises it's a total coincidence and he had no idea, and it's a good thing you believe him because it's the truth. He's stunned, but you laugh it off and say then it will be easy for him to come by later.

You tidy up while you wait for him to arrive. You're all dolled up and pretty, made sure to use your favorite perfume, fruity, soft, always gets you compliments. He's sure to like it.

You rush to let him in when you hear the knock. "Hi," You chirp, stepping back to let him in. He's so much bigger than you in every way. It sends a thrill through you, thinking of the picture he sent, big cock framed by pubes and erect against a big tummy. He can't be lying you think. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Ja, what do you have?" Parsa follows you into the kitchen, drawing a hand over the top of your little dining table.

"Basic stuff, really." You say with a giggle, popping the fridge to show a couple beers, canned margaritas.

He takes a beer, and joins you in the living room on the couch. Just to get comfortable with each other you explain, sipping on your drink. You chat with him, and it seems almost innocent, casual. Then you notice the way he looks at you, eyes on your tits in your push-up bra, the v-neck top you where. You look openly at him too, in the button up shirt, open halfway, you look at his pants and can't discern anything.

"Do you wanna kiss?" You say with a giggle, noting the shy smile he gives you.

"Okay." He sets his beer down and pets your arm gently before leaning in.

His lips meet yours, soft and thick. He's careful, letting you lead. He moans when you deepen the kiss and his tongue touches your lips and he tastes your lip gloss. It's messy and dizzying and you almost lose yourself in kissing him. And you can feel yourself throbbing in your panties already. You shift closer, crawl almost into his lap, you can feel his hard cock.

"Come on. Come here." You say after pulling apart and giving him little teasing pecks. You take his hand and help him to his feet, leading him to your bedroom.

You'd put away most of your things, except for two bottles of lube and a vibrator on your nightstand and a tripod next to the bed.

"Are you going to film?" Parsa asks, glancing at the tripod, slowly shutting the door behind himself, eyes flitting around your room to take everything in. A room he had only seen in videos and never knew was so close.

"Maybe," You giggle, toying with the edge of your shirt. "If you're cool with it. Like, I haven't posted anything with another person and it's been soo long since I've been fucked.."

"Shit, you weren't lying, huh?"

You giggle and shake your head. "No, I really wasn't. You ready?" You ask with a grin, hooking your fingers into his belt looks when he steps closer.

"Fuck yeah, I've been ready," He admits, watching you undo his belt. "You're so hot, I know you hear it all the time, but it's true.."

You sigh, pawing at his belly, freeing it from where he had tucked it into his pants. "You're hot too." You run your hands over his soft, hairy skin, pushing his shirt up. He takes the hint, unbuttoning it.

You pet him for a few moments more, glancing up and finding him watching you with half lidded eyes, looking at you like he's never been touched like that before. Never so gratefully and truly enamored with his body. "I mean that," You sigh. "You've got a really nice body.." You undo his pants the rest of the way and push them down to get at his boxers, palming his bulge.

You groan at the sight of him when you pull him out of his boxers. Bigger than some of your toys for sure, thicker too, you think pumping your hand along his length. You give little kisses and licks to the tip as you stroke him.

"Mh, please.. I need to be in you." He pants, hand shaking slightly as he guides your head away.

You pout a little, not expecting him to turn down a blowjob.. But you nod, resolving to suck him off at some point. You're sure he wouldn't turn down future meet ups. "You're needy." You tease, pulling your shirt off.

He's speechless briefly, staring at your chest, as you unclip your bra and drop it. "Yeah, yeah.. You don't know how bad I've wanted this…"

"That's cute," You ease your skirt down and lean back on the bed. "C'mon then. If you want it…"

Parsa groans at your teasing, following you, tossing his shirt alongside your shirt and bra. He looks at you like he can hardly believe it, he looks so hungry for you at the same time. His hands slide up your legs gentle, then squeezes at your thighs, pushing them apart. He sighs heavily when he thumbs at the lace trim. "All for me? You got all dolled up for me?"

"Mhm. Got excited to be fucked by you.." You purr as he pulls them to the side gently.

"Oh fuck," He says with an exhale, pure need in his voice. You nudge his hands away and swiftly pull them off fully and he pushes your legs apart once your panties are off. "Fuck, your pussy's cute.."

You giggle at him and he groans at the sound. His thick thumb swipes slick from your cunt and he licks it off. "Ah-ah. If I couldn't suck your dick, you don't get to eat me out." You scold when you see the intent in his eyes, the way he starts ducking his head.

"Okay, okay.." He nods, getting his pants and boxers off, joining you on the bed finally. You pull Parsa down for a kiss, spreading your legs for him.

His hands roam your body, squeezing your hips, groping your tits, gathering slick before he touches your clit. You squeal into his mouth at that. He keeps kissing, messy and needy as he thumbs at your nipple. "You're so sexy, fuck, I've wanted you for so long.." he murmurs, trailing kisses to your neck, biting hastily.

You hum pleasantly, letting him bite and kiss and suck bruises into your neck. God, you're letting your neighbor bite you. Your neighbor who's a loyal subscriber to your porn. "Gonna give you something to post about.. You'd like that?"

"Yes..Please mark me up, that's so hot.." His mouth moves to your tits, lapping at your nipple before taking it in his mouth. His other hand still playing with your cunt, dipping a finger in, lazily rubbing your clit.

He pulls away after giving your chest a few open mouthed kisses for good measure. "You ready?"

"Please, Parsa. I need your cock in me so bad.." He moves in, rubbing his cock through the slick leaking from you. His hand rubs over your belly gently, holding you still as he sinks in slowly.

"Oh fuck.. fuck you feel so good… I can't believe this, I can't believe I get to fuck you.." He mumbles, sliding in all the way. He stares at where your bodies meet, that pretty cunt he's watched take so many toys, taking his cock to the base.

You whimper when he stalls out, begging him to start moving, stop being a tease. You can feel him throb inside you, and it's just perfect. You needed this so bad. You find yourself excited at the thought that you had a willing man next to you this whole time. Excited to have him fuck you whenever you want.

"Mm, come on, I can handle more than that. You know I can. Fuck me harder, I know you want to." You purr, grinding yourself into him.

He groans, picking up the pace. "I don't..Want to finish too soon…" Those big hands of his grip your hips tight, fingers digging into your soft body.

Your eyes roll at how fast he's going now. "Don't worry about that, I'll just make sure you keep going if you do."

His hips slam against you. He's so big and your legs are spread so wide around him. His pace falters for half a moment, but he keeps going. "You feel so good," He bites out, eyes heavy and lustful as he gazes at you, watching your tits bounce with every thrust. "I'm cumming, fuck.." You can feel every throb of his fat cock, pumping cum in you.

Your content brain kicks in, eyes darting around until you spot your phone on the nightstand. "Oh, please..Can you film it for me, baby? Wanna show everyone your cum in me.." You pant, looking up at him pleadingly.

He nods, spotting your phone as well and grabbing it to start a video. Pulling out to show your cunt leaking his cum before pushing back in, groaning at the feeling. He's still hard as he starts thrusting again, still recording too. You give the camera a little broken smile when he pans up, moaning as he fucks his cum deeper.

"Always wanted to do this," He breathes, pressing your leg up, getting deeper in you. "Dreamt of fucking you myself, filming it too.."

"Mmhm? You're lucky..!" Your giggle trails into a soft moan. You slide the phone out of his hands after a couple minutes, telling him to focus on you.

He obliges, moving a hand to rub your clit, almost gentle, like he still can't believe he gets to touch you. You reach down, guiding his fingers how you want them, showing him how you like. Surely, he must know if he's watched so much of you content.

God your next door neighbor has watched you fuck yourself countless times. That's so thrilling. "I can't believe you never heard me!" A particularly rough thrust knocking the words out of you.

"Would've come over much sooner if I had.." He says, almost a growl, giving another hard thrust just to hear you moan.

The idea that he would've come knocking on your door if he had heard you moaning and crying as you fucked yourself on some big toy… You're not sure what's more dizzying, that, or how deep he's fucking you. He's almost got you bent in half, big hands pushing you however he wants. You can almost swear he's hitting your cervix, so big, so deep there's almost an ache in you.

"Oh," Parsa purrs, watching your expression twitch when he says that, your lips wanting to smile, the whimper that squeaks out of you. "You'd like that huh? Such a needy slut you would've liked me to come over and have my way with you?"

You nod openly. You had been begging for someone to fuck you! Of course you would've liked that…

"I'm close.." You gasp and he starts rubbing your clit faster.

"Cum around me, god I need that.." He keeps thrusting, biting his lip as he stares down at you.

You cry out, legs shaking as you cum, walls pulsing around his cock, and he fucks you through the orgasm. "You're so hot, I'm close too, gonna cum again… Gonna fill you up so good.." His hips only stop moving once he's cumming, filling you with another load.

You pull his face close when he falls on his forearms, kissing him. "Thank you." You mumble against his lips, kissing him again.

"Slut needed to be fucked?" Parsa asks, it's demeaning but he fucked you too good for you to care. You just nod and keep kissing him.

You push your phone into his hands when he pulls out, asking him for a picture. You stick your tongue out when he takes a photo of you, pleasantly fucked out, then his thick fingers part your cunt and he takes a picture of his cum leaking from you. You kiss his cheek when he settles next to you, he watches you snap a picture of the hickey.

You practically sob, turning and burying your face against Parsa's neck as his fingers work inside of you. He just shushes you, not stopping for a moment as you clench around the thick digits. You've cum twice on his fingers now, he wanted to get you nice and soft for him. You're still nervous though.

"I don't think it's gonna fit.." You murmur, when he started teasing your hole with his tip. His dick is bigger than anything you've ever taken, even the toys he's used on you before.

"No? C'mon," Parsa pouts a little, giving a soft laugh at the way you whimper as he bumps against you. His eyes falling to watch properly, his thick cock rubbing at your folds, letting your juices coat him. "You're so wet, it'll be so easy, I promise."

"No, you're too big." You shake your head a little, also watching him rut against you.

He slides up, measuring his length on your tummy, seeing just how deep in your guts he'd be. "How about just the tip? Ja?"

You consider it before nodding. "Okay. We can try that."

"Good." He purrs, using his free hand to brush hair from your face, gazing at you with those big dark eyes.

Then he's focusing lower, taking his cock by the base and gently sinking the tip inside your cunt. "Daar…" He groans out, starting to just fuck the head in and out of you, his hand steadying himself.

The teasing stretch of him plunging in and out of your entrance. His hand pulls away shortly so he can bracket you in with his arms, grinning at you as his hips pump. "That's not too much, hm?"

"No," You say softly, toes curling a little. "Ah- That's good."

He chuckles at you, not unkindly.

Your hands come up to your face, embarrassed by your own whimpers, by how bad you want it. You insisted it would be too much, now you almost want to walk that back. You feel like such a slut for opening up so easily.

You don't even notice he's started pushing half in and out. He does, eyes glued to how well you're taking him. "You're doing so good, baby. So good.." He sighs, flashing you a smirk.

"It feels so good, Parsa.." You muffle a particularly loud sound behind your hand.

"Ja," He asks, and you nod and squeak out a 'ja' in return. "Cute. I got half in, you're taking me so good."

"Huh?" You gasp, looking to see how much of his fat cock he managed to fit in you.

"Mhm, think I can do the rest?" That cocky look he gives you makes you weak.

"Uh- Fuck, yeah?" You murmur, grabbing at the sheet under you.

He groans low in his throat grabbing your hips as he keeps thrusting. "Oops." He mutters plainly, sinking in the rest of the way with one swift thrust.

"Oh, fuck. Wait..!" You whine, legs trying to squeeze shut but one hand comes to your thigh, pinning you down. You cum around him, walls clenching and spasming around his cock.

He pants at the feeling, letting you come down from your orgasm before fucking you in earnest. Driving these whiny moans from your with every thrust, the stretch still dizzying as he plunges deeper than ever before.

"Gonna- Mh-fuck, gonna cum.." He grunts, pounding into you now, hard and fast.

"Inside?" You ask, voice shaking.

He grins, baring his teeth, if you weren't so mush brained from cumming three times it might've been intimidating. "Ja. Gonna knock you up. You want that?"

"Yes, please," You whimper at the thought. It was a recurring fantasy for both of you, even before now. "Want that bad.. Been waiting for this…"

"Fuck. Me too." He pants, and you grab onto one of the thick arms next to your head, digging your fingers into his bicep as he fucks you.

You swear you can feel his tip against your cervix, this dull pain in you but it's overwhelmed by pleasure. His thrusts grow fast and sloppy before he's burying himself inside you, bottoming out and cumming as deep as possible.