1. My Neighbor's Teenage Daughter - part two


    Date: 12/21/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Teen, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    I feel obligated to ask people to read part one before proceeding. I woke up with a raging hard on. As the fog of the exhausting events of the last week cleared (packing up my old house, moving to my new home and starting to unpack) I suddenly realized that part of my exhaustion was due to a sleepless night caused by the neighbor’s daughter. She had made it fairly clear that she wanted me yesterday. Then later before going to bed for the night, we put on a little show for each other through our second floor bedroom windows separated by some 20 to 25 feet of yard. She had made me harder and bigger than I remembered ever being without even touching me or being in the same room. We had shared a kiss last night when she had driven me to the store while running an errand for her dad. She had asked me if I wanted her. My reply was’ ‘Heaven help me, yes. Yes, I do want you’ then shortly after that, had told me, ‘…tomorrow, you’re mine’. Ordinarily, in my prior life, I would have dealt of my morning wood by masturbating in the shower if it hadn’t gone down by then, but today, I didn’t want to waste it that way, especially if Jools was serious about hooking up. I sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbed my eyes and looked through my open window. Jools’ blinds were closed again, so I pulled on some shorts, a worn out Sloppy Joes tee shirt and my leather sandals before heading downstairs. I couldn’t seem to keep my hands off my crotch each time I thought about Jools and her incredible ...
    body. I decided to work on unpacking and setting up my office first since I needed to get back online so I could work and deal with correspondence for my business. The Comcast guy was supposed to be here Monday morning and I wanted to be ready when he arrived. I had just finished wiring up my PC (short of the internet connection) when the doorbell went off. Excited by the prospect of Jools’ not-so-subtle innuendo (or was it a blatant declaration of her intentions?) of yesterday, I literally ran to the door. I wasn’t disappointed. She was wearing a very short, faded denim skirt, a colorful bikini top with a sheer blouse as a cover-up, completely un-buttoned, but tied into a loose knot just below and between her boobs. Her hair was in a high ponytail this morning and she wore minimal, if any at all, makeup exuding that perfect girl-next-door persona. A pair of sequined flip-flops adorned her feet and she carried a small tote bag decorated in a fashion similar to the sandals she wore. In the moment it took to appraise the vision standing in front of me, she found an opportunity to ask, “So are you going to ask me in?” I let her in, closed the door behind her and said, “Sorry, your beauty and sexiness prevented me from speaking for a moment. God, Jools you are so beautiful.” We kissed long enough that her hardened nipples were apparent through all the layers of material covering them and my morning wood had made an encore appearance. She said, “Thank you. So what are you doing?” I ...
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