1. The Handsome Man Next Door


    Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Male/Teen Female, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: sunflowers, Rating: 94.3, Source: sexstories.com

    were you were strangers between webcams – where people mostly jerked off to each other. There was always a plethora of older men, and for some reason, teenage girls loved to frequent the sites just to get a kick out of it with their friends. I was gonna do it, I realised as my father chatted to me about the band I saw that night. I was gonna get on a roulette site and watch an old guy jerk off to my pussy and tits. The thought excited me to no end, and even when I looked up at dad I got a weird thrill of arousal. He stared back down at me and scoffed. “You sure you haven’t been drinking, Hannah?” Dad asked, and I shook my head. I was just drunk on old dudes, dad, I couldn’t help myself. Basically flying out of the car, I said goodnight to my dad, who shrugged at me and returned to his late night SBS documentaries, and I fled to my room where I began to pull at my clothes. I wanted to look at myself in the mirror, to make sure I was cute enough for my exciting new plans, and held up my arms and shaped my body into a sexy pose. With my shirt ridden up over my boobs, I pulled the soft flesh out to hang over the cups of my bra. I pinched my pink nipples and liked how they matched my nail polish. I brushed my palm over my warm cunt and felt the goosbumps run down my legs, thinking about how cute I looked with my socks still on. They were just a precaution, to save me from the blisters caused by heeled boots, but I had a feeling that any old dude would enjoy the cute look that ...
    came with them. Pulling my curly hair into a loose bun on the top of my head, I looked over my face in the mirror. Big blue eyes, freckles, and sweet, usually pink, lips that I had coated in a striking red for the gig – I looked quite nice. The road to womanhood had been a rough one, but I had come out looking pretty good, if I could say so myself. I subconsciously pinched a nipple, biting my lip, and ran my gaze over my face again. Surely I would have no trouble seducing a man online with what I was working with. Then, I almost had a heart attack, my eyes catching the kitchen light from the Harris’ house that reflected in my bedroom mirror. I whipped around when I saw his silhouette, Guy standing there in his house jeans and bare torso – a mug in one hand and the other scratching the hair on his chest. He caught me, breasts hanging out with my skirt half unbuttoned, and he almost dropped his cup. Pretending he didn’t see me, he continued to the kitchen bench and turned on the jug. I stood there and watched him, one hand full of tit and the other edging along the top of my skirt. Every so often he would look up and catch my stare, and he would lick his lips awkwardly and return to his task at hand. I swung my hands behind my back and unclipped my bra, making sure to unveil myself the next time he looked into my bedroom. I began to unbutton the rest of my skirt, heart racing in my chest like I was going to fucking die, and let it fall and pool around my ankles. The steam began to ...
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