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The Neighbor Girl
by Tinman (tinmanjc9@hotmail.com)
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A motorcycle freak working in his garage exposes
himself to a young neighbor waiting for a school bus
and masturbates for her. A few days later she shows up
and makes friends with him, leading to fun and games.
(Mf, ped, exh, mast, rom)
***
I remember once, back in the 70s, I had gone "native,"
so to speak. I had long hair, a beautiful beard, and
was laid off so I went back to college and had lots of
spare time on my hands. I was rebuilding a '56 Panhead
Harley in a garage I'd rented at the front of the
mobile park where I lived. I spent hours in there, and
I admit many of those hours were spent pulling on beers
and rappin' with my biker buddies and my old lady and
her friends.
Anyway, this one fine morning I was at the garage
alone. It was early morning and I was standing in an
open doorway that faced on the street admiring the
beauty of a mountain morning sipping on my morning
coffee. Down the street, a family with two young girls
lived and the older girl -- she must have been 16 or 17
-- was waiting for a school bus across the street and
up about half a block.
Hell, I don't know why, but my dick got hard watching
her in her knee-length skirt and socks, hugging her
books. Her skirt was one of those pleated things that
for some odd reason really turn me on; something about
the way those pleats fall over a girl's ass. It may
have been a Catholic school uniform.
I was especially horny that morning, 'cause my old lady
was on a short trip and I hadn't been getting any for a
few days. That left me like a loaded canon, ready to
fire at whatever came into my sights. Well, this young
thing was in my sights, pretty legs, sweet face, all
school-girlish. I found myself rubbing my dick through
my jeans and it felt good. So, I took a careful look
around and didn't see a soul or even any danger of
anyone appearing -- I mean, this was kind of way out in
the suburbs, country like.
So I unzipped, wrangled my dick out of my shorts and
jeans, and began smearing the cream that had
accumulated around on his head. I started stroking him,
watching miss sweet 'n perky all the time. I got to
goin' pretty good, just standing there in the doorway,
with him pointing right at her, harder than a rock.
At first she wasn't watching. Then I saw her turn her
head (I jacked harder and faster so she couldn't miss
my hand motion). She kind of looked, and then I could
tell from the way she adjusted her head up and down a
little she was trying to focus. Then she kind of jerked
upright a little like she had suddenly realized just
what I was doing.
Did she turn away? Yell? Run? Hell, no. She kind of
grinned, moved one hand up to cover her mouth like she
was giggling a dirty little giggle. But her eyes never
left my hand on my dick and I stroked and stroked, then
lifted my balls up and out of my jeans, then just let
my cock bounce around. I thought, "What the Hell?" and
finally pushed my jeans and shorts down to bare my cock
and balls completely, and started stroking again.
Remember, this is in a doorway facing on a public road.
But I could see anything coming from half a mile in
either direction, so I was pretty bold. I just stroked
my cock there in the morning coolness, looking at this
pretty young chick... damn! But it felt real good.
Sweet girl just kept on looking, and then I noticed
that she was kind of moving her head up and down in
time with my hand movements. She was actually getting
into it with me. I just knew she had to be creaming her
little slit watching this and wondered if this was the
first adult cock she had ever seen hard. My tongue kept
wetting my lips because I wanted to lick her little
slit for her and make her really happy ... but all I
could do was keep stroking my dick, and keep on
pointing it at her.
A few minutes of this, and I was so primed that I was
ready to blow a load in her direction. Then I spotted
the school bus coming around the bend down the road. So
I just pumped hard, closed my eyes and squirted some
big ropes of milky white cum while she watched. Through
my half-lidded eyes I saw her lower jaw drop in
surprise at my stiffening and moaning, but I'm not sure
she could see the strands of liquid fire shooting out
of my cock. But I was sure she could hear my moans --
we weren't that far apart.
Then I immediately ducked back into the dark of the
garage before the kids and driver on the bus could see
me, licked my hands clean and tucked everything back
into place, giving my cock one final squeeze. I had to
sit down for a while and rest, still turned on big time
by what had just happened. The way she had watched and
seemed to appreciate what she saw -- Wow! That really
kept me hot the rest of the day.
That was on a Tuesday, as I remember very clearly
'cause I didn't have classes on Tuesdays. That
following weekend, I was working on airbrushing my tank
(I did a good job, too!) with the big garage door open
to let in the morning cool. Suddenly, in walks a cute
chick wearing jeans and a light blue angora sweater,
all fuzzy with a pair of young breasts pushing it out.
It was clear she was young, maybe as young as 14 or 15,
younger than I had first thought. I recognized her
immediately -- the neighbor girl who'd watched me jack
off.
But neither of us said anything about that; she and I
both acted as if that had never happened. She said
she'd heard we were working on bikes in there (my buddy
and I both were rebuilding old Harleys), and she really
liked bikes.
We got to talking, and pretty soon we were good
friends, and she was handing me tools and stuff like
that. Later she said her folks let her drink beer, so
when I popped one, I gave her one too. I knew I could
get in trouble over that, so I told her if anyone came
along she was to set it on the work bench and act like
she didn't know anything about it.
After while, we took a break, leaning against the
workbench drinking our beers. I was pretty nervous
about her being so young, so I asked if she'd mind if I
closed up the doors to we wouldn't get caught with the
beer.
She grinned and said no. So, I closed and locked the
doors and we relaxed, talking about this and that. She
drank her beer pretty fast, and then I made my move. I
moved in front of her as she leaned on the workbench,
and said, "Could you see what I was doing the other
morning?"
She said, kind of breathlessly, "Pretty much, and I
knew what you were doing 'cause I've seen my cousin
play with himself a couple of times. It was cool."
"Cool?" I thought to myself. Actually, I thought "hot"
would be a better word. So I asked her, "How did it
make you feel, watching me?"
She laughed a nervous little laugh and said, "Ummmm...
I dunno. What do you think?"
Moving closer to her, so close my cock pressed slightly
against her jeans. I said, "I think it made you wet
between your legs, down here, am I right?"
As I said this, I slipped one hand inside the top of
her jeans and massaged her teen aged tummy. With the
other hand I lightly cupped one of her breasts. I
leaned in toward her and for a minute or so, we softly
grazed our lips together, tasting each other's breath.
Then she leaned forward and kissed me, a mouth-open,
French kiss. She was so sweet and willing. Her
breathing was getting faster and shorter. Since she had
already seen me jack off and cum, I felt pretty bold.
So I slipped my hand further down inside her jeans,
popping the brass snap at the top. As her jeans
unzipped themselves in answer to my hand's pressure, I
rubbed lower and lower until I could feel the top of
her panties. I slipped right under them and found a
small patch of hair on her mound.
It was very tight inside her jeans, but with my middle
finger I found her pussy lips and stroked them. They
were already very wet and I was inhaling the scent of
tender, sweet young pussy musk, surely the most
wonderful scent in the world.
My dick was now hard as a rock, and after a minute or
two of this, I moved my hand and pressed myself against
her and ground into her with my cock, through our
clothes. I busied my hands at her neck and breasts --
perky, young little tits -- and then up under that
fuzzy Angora sweater to find, Surprise! No bra, just
firm little young-girl titties.
She was breathing into my mouth, her little tongue was
playing with mine, and she was dry humping me something
fierce. I couldn't take this. So I quickly unzipped her
jeans the rest of the way, with no objection from her,
and pushed them down over her hips. Her panties were
white with lace trim.
God that was sexy! And wet. My hands stroked the
insides of her thighs and found so much girl juice I
couldn't believe it. Damn! I thought, this little sweet
young thing is ready to give it to me.
While our bodies were still separated from me sliding
down her jeans, I unzipped and slid my own jeans and
shorts down, my cock flopping out straight, hard, and
wet and glistening. I just had to feel her hand on it,
so. I guided one to it. She took it willingly, but
didn't seem to know what to do with it.
So I just moved my hips, fucking her hand for a minute.
Then I told her to guide it between her legs, and she
did. She was dripping wet there, panting hard now. I
slide myself back and forth between her legs a few
times, both of us still standing.
But standing is for the birds, and my legs were getting
a real workout. So I guided her around to where the big
wide leather-covered seat for my bike was sitting on a
small bench, and sat her down on the seat, guiding her
spread legs to either side, opening her little box
wide. Damn! Her pussy was so beautiful, I could hardly
take my eyes off it.
But I wanted to taste her, so I knelt down in front of
her, there, kissing her little navel and belly, then
the insides of her thighs. She was moaning and wiggling
around a lot, really getting into it. Then my mouth
found her slit, and my tongue began to stroke her
little cunt lips, and swirl around her bud. She loved
it, repeating "Yes, yes, yes!" over and over. Finally,
I sucked her clit between my lips and sucked it hard
and the little fox came hard. I encouraged it, probing
inside her cunt with my tongue, squeezing her little
ass cheeks in my hands.
When I thought she was about finished, I rose up and
slid my cock to her pussy and slipped in bareback, man
dick in a very young girl's pussy, hard flesh in wet
hot flesh. It was like an electric shock for both of us
as I sank all the way into her. I felt a big thrill up
my spine as the electro-chemical mixture of our flesh
and juices mingled, giving us their full effect.
She was no virgin, but she was very tight -- maybe this
was only her second or third fuck. But both of us were
slimy with our juices so it went smoothly. I grasped
her little butt and fucked into her slowly, pulling out
just as slow so the head of my cock would scrape the
tender, sensitive insides of her tight little channel.
Slowly, several times I did this, and then I picked up
speed, beginning to fuck her faster and faster... then
I slowed down again, grinding around deep inside her,
my balls pressing against her young butt cheeks, her
back arched hard against me.
That movement felt so fucking sexy-good that I could
feel the cum start deep inside my ass and slowly,
steadily, move in waves along the way, up from my balls
and through my cock and then spurting inside her sweet
young box -- unprotected, raw, my cock so deep inside
her I could feel the pressure on my balls as she, too,
came, her little ass cheeks pumping against me, moaning
into my shoulder, heels pounding on my ass.
It was a grand and glorious fuck, one of the best of my
life. But it wasn't the last we shared. Over the next
two years, we must have repeated the act about fifty
times. I was always concerned we might be caught
together, but we never were.
Her parents both worked and they didn't seem to keep
very close track of her. She couldn't get pregnant
because I had had a vasectomy, so we always fucked
bareback. Later, she learned to suck me, but I never
even tried to fuck her ass, although I always probed
her a little there with my fingers when we fucked. She
seemed to like that.
Her name, by the way was Amy. A couple years later her
family moved away and I never saw or heard from her
again.
END
[Tinman welcomes feedback and will always answer all.
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This story is pure fantasy based on a few real events.
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