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The Neighbor's Daughter Part 1
by Jallen944 (jallen@burpingfrog.com)

***

Ethan breaks in the sexy young girl next door and her 
Mom with his huge cock. (FFM, 1st)

***

Ethan was raking up the grass clippings. The sun was 
bright and high over his head. He had removed his shirt 
long ago, and the drops of sweat were running down his 
back. He stopped to wipe his brow and saw Mrs. Philips 
coming toward him with a tall glass of lemonade. He 
rested for a minute and watched her come closer. 

She was a widow, he knew that, and she had a daughter 
who was eighteen, but he had never really paid much 
attention to how she looked. Probably because he 
considered her to be much older than she actually was, 
and probably because he had never seen her wear shorts 
and a halter before.

"Hi," she said, smiling. "I saw you working so hard out 
here and I thought you might need something cool to 
drink when you took a break."

"Thanks," Ethan said, breathing hard, and took the 
glass of lemonade. He tilted the glass to drink and let 
some of it run over the edge and spill down the front 
of his bare, sweaty chest. He did it for her benefit, 
but it felt good, anyway. He had to wonder what she 
really had in mind.

"I was wondering if you might be able to do a favor for 
me," she said, sounding hopeful, but not too confident.

"I'd be glad to," Ethan said, wiping his mouth with the 
back of his hand.

"If you've got some time today, would you come over and 
help me move some furniture?"

"Sure, Mrs. Philips. I've got some time right now."

"Great," she said, smiling as her eyes swept up his 
body. "Call me Janet." She must have liked the way he 
looked. His muscles were hard and sore from the work. 
He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and even though 
his penis was not erect, it still made a visible lump.

Ethan smiled back at her, knowing now just what her 
intentions were. He put the rake away, pulled his t-
shirt on, and followed her next door to her house. She 
smiled, but she looked disappointed that he had put his 
shirt on.

Ethan walked in her front door and was immediately 
impressed with the decor. Of course, he didn't expect 
her to be poor, but he also hadn't expected her to be 
so well off.

"This is beautiful," he said, gazing around the house, 
which looked much larger inside than it did from the 
outside.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it. Would you like 
another glass of lemonade?" she said and led him 
inside. 

"Maybe when we're finished." Ethan was admiring the 
fine paintings and the sculpture in the corner.

"Okay, then I'll show you what I'd like to have moved. 
If you think it's too much, just tell me."

She walked ahead of him down the hallway off the living 
room and he followed, glancing down at her ass. She 
shook it side to side just for him. How could he deny 
her what she wanted so badly?

They went to the den at the back of the room. It was 
obvious that this room was once decorated for masculine 
tastes, but by that time, little evidence remained that 
it had been a man's office. She asked him to move a 
chair and a sofa to the other side of the room, and 
Ethan thought that was a small thing to ask, especially 
since it was something a woman such as herself would 
have no problem doing on her own. He gladly moved the 
furniture, because he knew it was only an opportunity 
for her to invite him into her house.

Her house was cooled by an air conditioner, but even 
so, he was sweating more than when he had started.

"You're really working hard today," Janet said, and 
slowly stepped toward him.

"I hadn't expected to be so useful." The sweat was 
dripping off his face. Janet reached up and touched his 
cheek to wipe some of it away.

"Maybe you'd like to wash up while I get that lemonade 
for you," she said in a soft, feminine voice, and 
before he could speak, she said, "The bathroom is right 
over here."

He walked past, pulling his t-shirt off as he went to 
the small bathroom in the main hallway. He turned on 
the cold water and she came in to find a clean 
washcloth for him.

"I'll get that lemonade," she said, glancing at his 
body as she walked out.

Ethan left the bathroom door open while he wiped his 
face and arms and chest with cool washcloth. The cool 
water was evaporating on his skin and he felt much more 
comfortable. Janet reappeared a moment later and 
sauntered down the hall toward the bathroom, holding 
the glass of lemonade and looking directly at him. Her 
breasts were not large, but they jiggled with each 
step.

"If you're not too tired. I have something else you 
could fix," she said, handing him the cold glass.

He tilted the glass back and drank.

"What can I do to help?"

She ran her fingers lightly down his chest. Her 
fingertips drifted down over his rigid stomach muscles.

"You must let me see what you've got in here."

Her hand dropped to the front of his shorts and lightly 
touched the growing bulge.

"Mrs. Philips?" he said.

She smiled. "I haven't been with a man in more than 
four years. It gets pretty lonely, sometimes." She 
began to untie the front of her halter. "Please, come 
to my bedroom."

She turned to walk out of the bathroom and pulled the 
halter off, walking away from him naked from the waist 
up. Ethan tossed the washcloth into the sink and walked 
after her.

She was standing by her bed with her back to him. She 
pushed down her shorts, bending over to show him her 
gorgeous ass, and climbed onto the bed. She lay on her 
belly with her head turned to look at him, smiling at 
him dreamily. Ethan pushed down his shorts and Janet 
gasped. Her gaze was fixed on his cock.

He approached the bed. He slipped a finger in her cunt 
and twirled it, making her gasp and moan.

"You're really wet," he said, pulling her hips up.

He knelt behind her and pulled her legs apart. His 
fingers opened her petals and the head of his cock 
touched her opening.

"Oh God," she moaned, pulling the sheets.

He put his hands on her hips and his cock slid easily 
into her pussy, stretching her and filling her 
completely.

"Oh no... oh no," she cried.

He thrust his thick shaft deep into her and she 
screamed. The base was tight against her cunt lips. He 
slid it out a fraction of an inch, then drove it deep 
again, holding it all the way in her, and she screamed 
again.

He bent over her back and reached under to squeeze her 
boobs. He licked the back of her neck while he thrust 
his hips, pulling them out slowly a bit, then 
forcefully jamming them back into her so that she 
gasped and whimpered. He ran his hands up and down her 
slim sides, and his hips pumped steadily and firmly.

"Oh God, yes," Janet moaned.

Heavy gobs of cum spurted into her cunt. Janet turned 
her head to the door. Her daughter Sandi was standing 
just outside, watching. She waited until Ethan finished 
cumming and told him Sandi was watching. Sandi ran to 
her room and shut the door.

He pulled his cock out and laid beside her. Janet laid 
on her side and toyed with the hair on his chest. His 
cock glistened with her pussy juices.

"Would you do me another favor?" she said.

"After this, how can I refuse?"

"I want you to make love to my daughter."

He hesitated. "Is she a virgin?"

"Yes."

"Why do you want me to do it?"

"I've always been turned by the thought of my daughter 
doing things with a guy. She went out one time with a 
young guy a year behind her in school. I was in bed, 
reading, when they got back late and went to her 
bedroom, giggling. I could hear them kissing and 
breathing hard and telling each other how much they 
were in love. There were some sighs and moans and I 
heard the guy tell her to suck his cock. But..."

"You want me to show her how to do it right?" Ethan 
said. Janet smiled and nodded. "I'd be glad to."

"Clean up and meet me in the kitchen. I'll get Sandi."

He went to the bathroom to clean off his dick and put 
his shorts back on. The thought of taking her sexy 
daughter's cherry had him erect already. When he went 
to the kitchen, he found Janet there looking at 
something out the window.

"What's up?" he said.

"I'm just watching Sandi. She's just getting out of the 
pool." Janet turned to Ethan. "I guess I'm a little 
nervous about her losing her virginity."

The door opened and Sandi walked in. She saw her mother 
first, then saw Ethan sitting at the table.

"Hi," Ethan said, with a smile. Sandi blushed and 
looked away, with a shy smile. Her wet hair was slicked 
back and she had a towel wrapped around her shoulders 
that covered most of her bikini.

"Sandi, this is Ethan," Janet said.

"Hi," she said, blushing even more. Sandi might have 
been only be eighteen, but she had the curves of a full 
grown woman.

Sandi sat at the kitchen table across from Ethan.

"Do you have any homework tonight?" Janet asked, and 
set a plate of cookies on the table.

"No. I had a math test today, but I did real well on 
it."

"Good. Was that the one you were worried about?"

"Yeah," Sandi said. She looked at Ethan like they had 
been friends for a long time. "I studied for three days 
for that test."

"Wow. I had to study for two days for a government test 
last week."

"Did you pass?" Sandi asked, her shyness disappearing. 
She threw the damp towel of her shoulders and let it 
hang over the back of the chair.

"Yeah. I got a B." Ethan smiled at her and she laughed 
at him with interest and a sense of lively fun. Sandi 
was a gorgeous young woman. Her big, blue eyes were 
more rounded and a deeper blue than her mother's. Her 
hair was a light honey brown, and she wore it long and 
straight down her back. She leaned forward when she 
laughed, and a tawny piece of her wet hair tumbled over 
her eye and she swept a hand up to push it away.

Her lips were very full. With her generous mouth, she 
looked like she could do an excellent job of sucking 
his cock, if he showed her how to do it right.

"Maybe you'd like to take Ethan to your room and show 
him your CD collection," Janet said. Sandi looked at 
her mother, as if to make sure it was all right.

"Okay," Sandi said. "Come on." Sandi took him down the 
hall to her room like he was a new puppy dog her mother 
had just brought home. Her bedroom looked like it 
belonged to a teenaged girl, with posters of hunks and 
rock stars and flowers on the wallpaper.

Sandi bounced on her bed and Ethan sat down on the 
edge. She handed him the latest CD she had just bought, 
then showed him the D.H. Lawrence book she was reading. 
As he leafed through the book, she gazed at him very 
seriously.

"Would you look at a girl like me if I was old enough 
to flirt with you?" she said, her big, innocent eyes 
gazing directly to his heart.

"Certainly," Ethan said, putting the book down.

"You would?"

"Sure. Just looking at you turns me on," he said, as he 
looked down at her breasts so she could see him looking 
at her body. She straightened her back and subtly 
pushed her breasts out. The surprisingly skimpy bikini 
exposed a lot of skin. Her skin had cooled and her 
nipples were hard points that looked like they might 
push right through the fabric.

"You can really get excited just by looking at me?"

"Yeah. Look," he said, bending his knees apart to let 
her see the bulge in his shorts.

His hard cock was plainly outlined under the thin 
fabric. She gasped, looking directly at his groin, but 
he could tell from the look on her face that it was 
only how she thought she should have acted. Her 
curiosity and desire were plain in her eyes. He knew 
she was dying to fuck him, but he was sure she would 
fuck just about any man who walked through her door, 
and he just happened to be the one.

"Looking at me makes you like that?"

He nodded. "Go ahead. Touch it."

She tentatively moved a hand to his erection and left 
it there, her fingers curiously stroking its length. 
Her lips were getting fuller, her voice lower and 
hoarse, and her breathing deeper. Her thighs were 
drifting apart.

"Can I see it?" she said.

"Have you ever seen one before?"

"Of course. Don't be silly," she said, acting like it 
was no big thing.

Ethan pushed down his shorts and his erection popped 
up. Sandi gasped and giggled in embarrassment. She put 
her hand around its middle and slowly stroked.

"But it's so big," she said, staring at it. "How can 
you get a thing like this into a girl?"

"I never met a girl yet who didn't like it," Ethan 
said, watching her hand move casually over his shaft.

"Were they virgins?"

Ethan shrugged. "Some of them."

He rested his hand on her bare thigh. She stiffened 
noticeably, but did not remove her own hand from the 
hardness in his shorts. His fingers crawled under the 
material of her bikini, slowly twirling through the 
fine, soft hairs on her pussy. She gasped and tilted 
her head down to watch. One of his fingers stroked down 
into the crease of her pussy, sliding softly across her 
small clit. She was wet and he could sense that she was 
feeling weak from anticipation.

She might be a young virgin, but she knew what she 
wanted, even if she didn't know how to make it happen. 
She laid back on the pillows. Her thighs were exposed 
to her hips, and her knees were spread apart. Her 
breasts spilled out around the edges of the tiny bikini 
top, but the small pieces of fabric still covered her 
hard nipples.

He crawled up on top of her, laying his body on top of 
hers and spreading her legs. The hard lump of his cock 
rested against the soft, warm mound of her pussy, and 
her pelvis worked up and down, rubbing her pussy 
against the hardness like a cat scratching itself on a 
tree. 

He kissed her lips lightly, tracing a path from her 
chin to her throat to the soft, fleshy parts of her 
breasts. He pulled aside the bikini fabric and licked 
her nipple. His sucking made her hips start humping on 
the mattress. He slowly worked down between her boobs, 
across her taut belly to her mound.

She lay back and closed her eyes as he moved between 
her legs, pulled her bikini bottoms all the way off, 
parted the lips of her cunt with his fingers, and 
licked her. She wrapped her thighs around his neck and 
squeezed his head as close to her cunt as she could, 
rocking her hips. He had the feeling she was going to 
cum. 

She ground her whole body up, and let out a soft cry of 
pleasure. She humped his face as his tongue worked over 
her clit. She screamed, grinding her hips against his 
face and lifting her back completely off the bed. Her 
back arched up again and again and she screamed like he 
was torturing her.

She finally collapsed on her back, completely 
exhausted. He crawled up and kissed her mouth again, to 
let her taste the juices from her own cunt that were 
smeared all over his lips. She wrapped her arms around 
him and licked it up as she kissed him back, enjoying 
new sensations she had never thought were possible.

His hard cock was pressed along her bare, wet slit, and 
it excited her so much she was trembling. She was 
holding him down in a tight grip. He had not realized 
how anxious she was to be rid of her virginity. He 
moved his hips to slide his organ over the moist, soft 
lips of her cunt, and she responded with a deep groan.

He rolled off and lay beside her. Her legs were spread 
wide. His cock stood up, slightly bent over, but 
covered with her juices.

"What next?" she asked, touching his chest.

"Hold on," he said, and pulled her on top of him.

She giggled but quickly got the idea and sat up, 
straddling his thighs, raised herself over his 
erection, held the lips of her cunt apart, and guided 
the head of his cock into her. She looked like she was 
ready to drop herself on him like an experienced whore, 
but her tender hymen would stop her from taking it too 
deep.

"Oooohh," she winced, and jerked back.

"Take it easy, Sandi. Don't hurry. You can stop any 
time if it hurts too much."

Ethan held her lightly around her hips to help her keep 
her balance. He was trying desperately not to get too 
excited and pull her down before she was ready, even 
though he was dying to shove it into her. He knew how 
good her tight cunt would feel, but that's not why her 
mother brought him over her. The anticipation was just 
as unbearable for him as it was for her.

Sandi was on her knees over him, and the head of his 
prick was not more than an inch inside her before it 
came up against the wall of her cherry. He lightly 
caressed her clit with his wet thumb to keep her 
interested. She lowered herself a bit farther, winced 
in pain, and jerked up again.

Her puffy lips were pouting like those of a woman 
overwhelmed with lust. In her eye was the look of stern 
determination. She moved lower on him until the end of 
his cock pressed hard against her hymen. She squirmed, 
trying to use his fingers on her clit to reach another 
orgasm, but he only rubbed as light as a feather so she 
wouldn't be able to get off. 

When she seemed just hot enough to cum, he pulled his 
finger away a little. In order to get the intense 
stimulation her body lusted for, she had to take his 
dick deeper inside. She began to get so anxious that 
she pushed herself down on him without regard to the 
discomfort of the sharp pain.

Finally, moaning deliriously, she shouted and 
accidentally jammed herself down on his shaft as hard 
as she could. His cock burst through her cherry like it 
was nothing more than a piece of tissue paper. Sandi 
was very still, with her eyes and mouth wide open and 
her breath coming in short, quick gasps. A little more 
than half of his cock was in her cunt.

"Are you okay?" Ethan said.

She lowered her weight a little bit more and gasped 
when his cock slid deeper.

"Oh my God. It's in. I can feel it."

She straightened her back, sitting high over him. Her 
nipples softened to supple flesh as she lowered herself 
all the way down on him. Her expression softened and 
her features changed to a look of deep ecstasy. He 
pulled her down to his chest and let her clit rub 
against the hardness of his cock. Her sensitive nipples 
brushed his hairy chest with each stroke of his hips. 
Her own hips slowly began to grind, matching the up and 
down motion of his hips, and before she knew it, she 
was fucking.

Ethan locked his lips to hers and squeezed her tits. 
She was tremendously tight and felt as wonderful as he 
imagined. She moaned her knees squeezed in on his 
sides. Her hands gripped his shoulders for leverage, so 
she could move her hips up and down, and it only 
reminded him that she was a rookie when it came to 
having sex. It would take time to learn how to move her 
ass without thinking about it.

She sat up straight over him again. Her long hair 
flowed down around her face and over her shoulders, 
down to the tips of her nipples. Her breasts jiggled 
when she came down on him. She pressed herself down 
firmly, and the tip of his cock touched the end of her 
womb.

He wasn't sure he should cum inside her, but he didn't 
see how he was going to get her off before he did. He 
didn't want to just throw her off, he didn't think she 
would understand. On the other hand, he wasn't sure if 
he should risk getting her pregnant by cumming inside 
her.

"I'm gonna cum," he said, and Sandi's eyes lit up.

"Oh yes. Do it inside me so I can feel it."

He stopped holding back and let himself be immersed in 
the intense pleasures of her body. She looked 
incredibly erotic sitting on top of him, her legs 
spread over his waist, the darker hair of her bush 
mixed with the light hair on his mound. Her breasts 
were swollen and quivering with each motion of they 
made. Her body was covered with a light sheen of 
perspiration that made her shiny and glistening.

It only took a few more deep strokes and his cum was 
spurting in her cunt. Her eyes widened and her mouth 
closed in an O shape. She began to coo with delight and 
he could see goosebumps breaking out on her skin. She 
bounced harder and her hair danced in front of her 
bright eyes.

When his orgasm trailed off, she stopped bouncing, and 
her expression changed to a warm, pleased grin.

"It's so warm," she sighed.

She was rocking her pelvis back and forth slowly. Her 
fingers squeezed the hard muscles of his chest.

He pulled her down and hugged her, running his hands 
over her back and wiping away the perspiration. She 
brushed a lock of hair from his face and gazed lovingly 
into his eyes.

"That was the best," she whispered, and kissed him.

To be continued...?

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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