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 The Nudist Next Door

   I'd like to preface this story by stating that while I tend to write
stories about young girls in sexual situations, I do not condone or
advocate sex with minors, and to intentionally hurt a child is
unforgivable. My stories are fantasy, conceived by my twisted mind, but not
from any true accounts.  Thanks for reading and please let me know what you
think.







   The Nudist Next Door



   I lived in an apartment over a garage in a rather upscale neighborhood
for around ten years now.  The place was set up as a mother-in-law, it was
seperate from the house with it's own small backyard and garden. 
Apparently the ol' lady liked to have her tea in the garden.  The privacy
fence that divided the two yards had three gates, one that lead to the
pool, which I had access unless the Harris' (That's the people who own the
house) were entertaining, the second led to the front yard and the third
opened to the Moran's backyard, (The Harris' house is the last house on our
street, making the Moran's our only neighbor).  The house it's self was an
impressive two story colonial, but was vacant most of the time, being as
the Harris' lived in the North East, and only vacationed down here on the
Gulf Coast.  And after the mother passed on, they only came down for social
events or family gatherings.  That's sort of how I got the rental; while I
was in college, I was cartaker, kind of, more really a cheap alternative to
a security system.  Now ten years later, I'm working at an insurance firm
and continuing my college education, I'm also trying to buy my own place,
but for now I rent.

   The neighborhood was your average upper middle class neighborhood,
manicured lawns, weekends cooking out on the patio,(We don't call it BBQing
here, that's sooo lower class).  So I've met many of my neighbors and their
kids, I'm not saying I know their names, just that we've met.  My apartment
is on the second floor and the large balcony over looks the backyards of
several houses, that's how I got into this situation.

   I'm a suit and tie thirty year old working on a masters in business, and
a stoner.  It's something I picked up in college and never really put down.
I only use it to relax or cut away the days stress, but not wanting to
smoke in the apartment, I usually wait until late at night and smoke on the
balcony in the dark.  It was about one thirty in the morning on a Friday
night and I was on the balcony getting baked cause it was a bad day, when I
saw movement out of the corner of my eye.  I couldn't find it, but
something moved in the neighbor's yard, so I carefully snuffed out the
joint and remained motionless, to try and focus in the dark.  Then
something moved again, but I still couldn't see, they were behind some
small scrubs.  Suddenly, slowly, cautiously, she crept into the moon lit
gap of lawn that seperates her privacy fence and mine.  My god, I thought,
she's stunning; it was the Moran's girl, Judy or Julie, I think.  Just
about five feet tall, couldn't be one hundred pounds in wet clothes,
thirteen or fourteen and for some reason totally naked.  In the moonlight I
could see pretty well but the details are fuzzy, the difference between her
pussy being shaved or just sparce of hair was difficult to tell.  She
looked to have a nice set of B's or maybe small C's, but they were tight
and bouncy.  Anyway she was just wandering around bathing in the moonlight
when I and she, hear someone else in the bushes.  She seemed to blow it off
and lay out a towel and lie down upon it.  As I watch I see the someone
moving around the hedges heading towards the girl, he has the shape of a
guy but he's dressed in dark clothes with a black hood, like the kind a
ninja wears.  I reached for the rail as the shadowy guy pounces on the
girl, I was about to yell and I guess jump to the ground, (I hadn't really
thought it all through), when I hear a fake muffeled cry for help.

   In a whisper she cries, "Oh god, help me, I'm being attacked!"

   The shadow whispers back, "I'm not here to attack you but to rape you!"

   He puts his hand over her mouth and readies himself for sex.  She was
struggling and cursing under his hand.  He's telling her to hold still or
he might hurt her.  I'm not sure what to do, it looks like a rape but she
must have known he was there, with the noise he made.  Does she know him or
not, do I call the cops or what?  I can just hear them, her body seems to
be enjoying the sex but if this is rape why doesn't she make more noise,
her house, the nosey neighbors, me, we're all close by but not a single
loud cry of protest.

   When he was finished, he crawled off the girl and holding her by the
throat, he hisses, "Stay right here for a few minutes, or I'll come back
and kill ya!" She nods her head in compliance and he slips away through the
hedge.  She lies there in contradiction, she seams to be upset and at the
same time her hands wander her sex as if trying to feel the attack again.
After a few minutes we both heard a distant door slam, she sits up and in a
normal volumed voice she says, "Fucker, I hate you!" and collected her
things and when inside.  I went in to the computer to check to see if my
security cameras had caught the action, I figured if the cops came around I
could use the video as the reason why I had seen but not stopped the
attack. Several days passed and there were no cops, in fact I looked for
her in the backyard every night and sure enough she was out, nude, playing
in the yard.  A couple more days later and her attacker reappears, this
time he gags her and binds her hands, gets her up on her knees and fucks
her doggie style.  He unties her hands and threatens her again and leaves,
she sits up removes the gag and mutters to herself, "I fucking hate that
guy, I wish I knew who he was".  What was going on?  I'm totally confused!
I had to find out, I didn't have a clue how but I had to know.

   Another week of watching this girl get raped again, I decided to nose
around a little.  As luck would have it, I ran into Madeline,...,
something,..., while taking out the trash, apparently she a bit of a
blabber mouth.  So with out much pushing, Maddie, (she giggles when I call
her that and it helps getting her talking), starts talking and the subject
of Jackie came up, see I told you her name started with a J.  Maddie just
could stop talking about her good friend Jackie and she had a lot of nice
things to say about her, and then she paused and said, "But,".  I love it
when people get to the 'but'.  She tells me that Jackie is kind of odd and
she thinks she's kind of kinky, so I pressed about the kinky.  Maddie says
that she didn't know for sure but Jackie said something about a guy she's
been having sex with but it's like she doesn't know who he is but she likes
it.  Maddie goes on about not having sex with strangers, it's wierd and so
on.  Now I have a piece of the puzzle, Jackie likes sex, maybe even kinky
sex and her attacks are, for the most part, real rapes.  But where, how,
does a thirteen year old girl find a repeat rapist and why?  I wanted to
say that by this point in time, I have completely altered my sleep schedule
so that now my mornings start at midnight.

   Sherlock Holmes may have had his cocaine but I prefer good ol' weed. 
One night sitting on the balcony watching Jackie prance around and touching
herself, I cooked up a plan.  I really had no deep motive or anything at
the time, just this deep need to know more about this girl.  Since I
couldn't press Maddie for much more info without looking too suspicious, I
decided to follow the dude and find out about him.  I figured that if I got
caught by him I could use the videos and threaten to get Jackie and the
police involved and whoever he is should back down.  So, I waited, watching
and videoing Jackie and her nightly frolicks until the dude returned.  When
I knew he was there and begining their game, me in my dark clothes, made my
way up the street, I had tried to guess about where the slamming door sound
had come from and positioned myself, (if you can believe it) in a tree that
I figured he'd have to pass.  At first I had forgotten how much fun it is
to climb a tree but as I sat there waiting for prince charming, I learned
why older people don't climb trees.  Muscles in my legs and back started
cramping and I was just about to move and find a new spot to sit when from
over a fence bounded the guy in black.  As I watched him enter the backdoor
of the next house over I thought that my sound guess was pretty good, only
missed it by one house.  Climbing out of the tree I had forgotted about my
stiff muscles and fell to the ground with a thud.  Stiff, scraped and sore
I limped back home with a certain feeling of self satisfaction at a job
well done.  Now I knew where he lived and since my firm insures almost
everyone in this gated community, I should be able to dig up his name, age
and so on.

   His name was Mathew Doenitz an eighteen year old just out of highschool
and looking at his yearbook in the library it seems he's just a normal kid,
with one exception, he rapes a thirteen year old girl on a near regular
basis.  I decided that I was going to ambush this kid and make him tell me
just what the hell was going on, with what I had on him it shouldn't be
hard.  So I jumped him on his way back front Jackies house after his next
visit.  He and I are about the same build and he put up a struggle, he had
youth and agility but I had experience and suprize and quickly had him
pinned.  I told him what I knew and about the security cameras and said he
had two choices talk to me or the cops.  I asked and he told me how he and
Jackie got this thing started.  Matt swears he's never done anything like
this before and it probably shouldn't have happened at all, but; and there
it is again, the but.  It turns out that the reason I never saw Jackie
naked in the yard before was that she used to run through the neighborhood
nude not in her backyard, appearently a big time exhibitionist.  He says
that she would wear a mask or a wig and go to where people were and streak
or be seen naked and that's when he'd seen her.  A few times!  Matt goes on
to say that he did what I had done to him and traced her back to her house
where he watched her masturbate, so he decided to fuck her one night and
dressed in black attacked and raped Jackie.  He tells me that he thought it
was weird that she fought a little but never screamed and if she had really
fought and screamed he would have give up and run away but she didn't. 
That first time he says he couldn't be sure but he thought she liked it,
that's why he tried again.  He begged me not to tell on him, he didn't want
to get into any trouble because he was headed for college in California
next week.  Matt said he was going to see Jackie one last time and tell her
who he was and say goodbye.  Suddenly I hear my mouth lying it's ass off,
my mind seemed a blank, but I told Matt not to reveal himself and not to
say goodbye.  I lie straight at him, telling him that I've been talking to
her and that to tell her who he was would break her fantasy, even if she
never saw him again, she'd still have the dream.  Matt went with my story,
mostly because he really didn't want to tell her who he was in case she
turned him in.

   For the next week I watched from my balcony and the boy didn't return
and by Friday, Jackie looked a little dejected.  I could only watch her
from the balcony because it took me a week to find one of those black ninja
hood thingies.  Monday morning around two, I see Jackie in her yard only
this time I'm on the other side of the hedge.  She wanders toward the gate
to the front yard and I think she's about to leave, so I rattle a hedge
slightly.  Jackie spins around with her face beaming brighter than the moon
then she goes all serious and trys to pretend she didn't hear a sound.  She
slowly wanders the yard growing closer to the corner of the hedge where I'm
standing in the shadows.  I watch her move like a fawn in the forest,
closer and closer to the wolf, I almost forgot to move.  I grab her like he
did one arm pinning her arms to her sides and the other over her mouth. 
Forcing her over to the towel she had so neatly laid out and putting up a
slight struggle, I gag her with the same kind of rags and tie her wrists to
the fence post with the same type tape as Matt.  She lays there with anger
in her eyes and her knee up but together, so I grab her knees and pull them
apart and move my head between her thighs.  Her protests had been mild up
to this point but when I removed the scarf that covered my mouth and I
started licking her pussy, that she got a little more excited.  My tongue
lapped up and down this girls slit and darted in and out of her hole, the
taste was incredible, fresh, new, as I said incredible.  I then pushed two
fingers in and thrust them in and out, making sloppy noises in the darkness
and flicked and masaged her clit from under it's hood with my tongue.  She
came for me twice before I decided to leap straight into hell and fuck her.
I moved up her body and our eyes met for the first time, as I ready my cock
at the enterance to her pussy, she starts shaking her head in a 'no'
fashion more violently.

   I hold her shaking head in my hands and she stares into my eyes and I
say, "No I'm not."

   She cries out a muffled, "Noaaaaa!" Still no louder than before.



   Slowly, amazingly, wonderfully, I sink into this just barely teen girls
pussy as she gutterully exhales, taking me in.  Working into a comfortable
rhythm I lift her legs to my shoulders and plunge deeply into her now
spazming and cumming hole.  Her cunt is gripping and pulling on my cock and
my balls could take no more.  I exploded deep inside her, bumping my balls
against her ass as each blast makes it's way out.  I'm worn out, but I have
to remember, I a rapist, I have to get away now.  I free her hands and like
him I tell her not to move, without choking her of course, but before I
could get free of the yard, she gets the gag off.

   "You're not him, are you?" she whispers, "Please, ...  , "

   With my back still towards her I say, using my best fake voice, "No, and
I have no name either."

   I waited several nights but watch to see if she'd show and sure enough
her naked wanderlust was insatiable.  If someone else didn't make her cum,
she would do it.  I struck again only this time I nabbed her without her
knowing I was there; scared the shit out of her, she almost really
screamed. I gagged her and then taped her wrists and ankles together with
her arms between her legs in a crouching position.  I spoon up behind her
and take her in my arms, caressing and molesting this beautiful creature.

   "In a moment I will remove the gag and you will tell me why you like
this and if you don't I'll carry you down to the Carmichel's yard, they
have four boys that would just love to play with you", I tell her and
remove the gag.

   "Well...", I prompt.

   Clearing her throat of the cloth dust, "I don't like it, I hate it, but
I ...  can't stop.  I'm a freaking weirdo."

   I give her nipple a little pinch saying to her, "You didn't answer me.
Why do you like it?  The nudity, being outdoors, streaking, the sex, tell
me."

   She whimpers, "You seem to know a lot about me.  I'm just fucked up in
the head, that's all.  A god damn sex freak." and she starts to cry.

   I cut her hands and feet free and she turns into my chest and just
starts balling, crying that is.  Now I feel totally guilty as I hold onto
the blubbering child, not the tigeress woman/girl she was a moment ago. 
Pulling the towel up to cover her up, I figured it wouldn't hurt to give
her my opinion and quietly told her that I didn't think she was really a
freako or anything and she chuckled in my arms.  I told her I thought that
she was a girl with unusual desires and is looking for someone to share
them with but the odd nature of her desires make her embarassed to talk to
anyone about them.  So when he fucked her, even as rape, he fulfilled parts
her fetishes.  We talked about exhibitionism and nudism, bondage, rape and
rape fantasy and love, relationships and casual sex.  She stayed curled up
in my arms the whole time we talked and she never took her face out of my
shirt, being the first time she ever admitted to her sexual fetishes to
anyone.  We had talked for a couple hours and I was considering what to do
next.  When we had gotten quiet, I rolled her onto her back and removed the
scarf that covered my mouth and I kissed her.  She lay stunned a second and
then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me back.  She tried to remove
my cowel but I only touched her hand and she stopped.  I worked my way down
this angels body taking her hard nipples, gentlely between my teeth and
tugging.  Lavishing kissess upon her flat stomach as it rises and falls
with her rapid and excited breath.  When I reach her pubic mound she froze
as if waiting to be struck, and I placed my lips around her clit and
sucked, bathing the nubbin with my tongue, she quietly squeeled and push my
head down with her hands.  My fingers darting in and out of this writhing
and moaning goddess and my tongue lapping up this girls sweet nectar, she
was in bliss and now it was my turn.  I got up to my knees and resting on
my heels with my legs spread, I pulled open the front of my pants and
exposed my ridged shaft.  She moved as if reading my mind, rising up to her
knees, she kissed me on the lips and again tried to remove my cowel,
stopping her she glides her lithe body down mine until she reaches my cock.
Jackie wrapped both hands around my shaft from the base and leaned down and
kissed the tip.  Her moves were so erotic, she must have thought about this
for a long time.  Holding my cock still in her hands her tongue makes
slowly circles around the hood, going flat as it passes the sensative
underside.  Then with a lunge she drops one hand and engulfs as much of me
as she can fit in her mouth.  Watching her angelic face sliding up and down
on my cock almost made me cum right then, but I closed my eyes and tried to
hold out, her tongue was just dancing all over my cock as it pass between
her lips.  I didn't last as long as I wanted, the sensation of Jackie's
mouth on my cock was something I didn't want to end.  I put my hand on the
back of her head and fucked her mouth as I came squirting shot after shot
at the back of her throat.  When I let her head go, she licked and cleaned
me up and closed my pants back up.  I fell upon her and kissed her and
kissed her, rolling with her around on the ground, she giggled and laughed
and I had to tell her to pipe down.

   I held her still and said, "I wish we had more time tonight, maybe next
time we won't talk so much."

   Drilling a finger into my chest, she says in baby talk, "Me too, but I
like the talking part, maybe you'll show me who you are?"

   I kiss her again, a long, long kiss, then leave her on the rumpled up
towel and slip into the shadows of the hedge.  As I pretend to leave, she
came bursting through the hedge, still naked and now out in the neighbors
yard and waves goodbye at me.  I wave back and make a hasty retreat into
more hedges trying to escape the girl and get home.  I had forgotten that
she's done this before, and she probably knows this neighborhood better
than I, especially at night!  After following me through three yards, I
decided to turn the tables.  When I was out of her sight, removed the long
sleeve black tee to reveal the white wife beater I had on and took off my
ninja hood and waited around a corner I knew she'd take, because I made
sure she saw my dark form go there.  Jackie makes very little noise when
she moves but I heard her comming and just as she reached the corner of the
house, I just step out in front of her.

   Altering my voice, I say with a start, "Well, my goodness young lady,
what are you doing out here, and where are your clothes?"

   Panicing she says, "It's just a game mister, please don't tell on me!"
She doesn't try to cover herself, in fact she didn't even turn away, she
just backed out of the yard and ran home.  I couldn't be sure but I think
she got off on getting caught or maybe it was the way I was looking at her.

   I got to my apartment about six am and tried to catnap before the alarm
goes off at seven, but I was far too keyed up.  I liked the way this was
going so far but I was worried that she may already know who I was.  She
can glide through this neighborhood without being seen, how do I know she
didn't already know about Matt, or had already followed me home.  Days
later or should I say nights later, I was waiting for her, lurking in the
shadows.  I came up behind her and grabbed her arms.

   "Don't move", I said as I taped her hands behind her back and gagged her
mouth.  Standing before her I produce a large black sheet of cloth and wrap
her completely in it, so now she can't see.  I pick her up onto my shoulder
and carry her off into the hedge, passing through hedges, turning and
twisting, walking and walking.  I tried to give the impression of going a
long distance when in truth I took her into the Harris' huge backyard.  The
place is landscaped to the max and I am quite sure that even miss nude
wanderer hasn't ever been here.  Back in the far corner is secluded place
that has a coy pond with a small waterfall.

   I set her head on the ground and asked, "Is that your feet?"

   Laughing hysterically, I hear a muffled, "Naoano"

   I stand her upright and remove the cloth and as she gets her eyesight
back she seems pleased.  I untie her and remove the gag and she actually
demured, ducking down beside a bush.

   "Where am I?" she asked quietly, "I've never seen this place, who lives
here?"

   "Take my hand", I say extending my hand to her, "Let me show you." I led
her to the pond and gestured for her to sit on the blanket I had set out
and sit down with her.

   I lead the conversation with a question, "If I kidnapped you, like I did
tonight and took you indoors instead of out in the yard, would you be mad?"

   Not letting her answer I ask, "Do you like being raped by me or the
other guy better?"

   Jackie smiles a little and answers, "If that my only choice, I'd have to
say you.  You at least spend a little time with me, that's all I want,
indoors or out."

   She says, "Take right now for instance, if I was here with the other
guy, he would have already tied me to the stakes you have set up, and be
pumping away.  But you're willing to talk first.  Why?"

   I remove the scarf from my mouth and smiling, I lean over to kiss her,
"I may be a rapist but I want you to be happy too."

   I lie her back onto the blanket and she reaches out and grabs the two
stakes I had driven into the ground so I can secure her to them.  I caress
down her body until I get to her ankles and bind them to two stakes on
either side of the blanket so that her knees are up in the air.  I lie over
her between her legs and kiss her lips as my hands roam my captives body.
Her skin is so soft and smooth, I want to hold this goddess forever.  My
hands cup and massage her magnificent teen tits so firm and soft, except
for the hard pencil eraser nipples, my tongue can't get enough of.  Her
waist is so small my hands seem giant in contrast.  She lifts her ass so I
can placed one round globe in each hand as I bury my face in her waiting
pussy.  My tongue darts in and out of her hole lapping up her juices as she
makes them, removing my hands from her ass I begin fingering her wildly,
licking at her clit the whole time.  She supressing her moans and throwing
her head back and forth.

   "You can make noise here, no one is going to hear you, unless you
scream", I say between laps.

   Jackie lets out a, "Oh fuck me, make me cum, oh my god!" in her normal
volumed voice.

   Her wish is what I'm here after.  Bringing her through her second
orgasm, I rise to my knees and undo my pants.  My bouncing cock seems to
put a sparkle in Jackies eyes as I lower myself onto and into my bound
princess.

   She emits a long, "Oh fuck, you feel so big in me." I bury myself into
her pulsing cunt, up to my balls.

   Looking her in the face I ask, "Hey, hey", she opens her eyes and looks
at me, "What if I told you I was older than you?" I make my cock twitch
inside her without removing it.

   Annoyed she asks.  "I already guessed that, duh, but you want to know
NOW?  Oh please", as I make my cock twitch again.

   Sliding my cock in and out one time I insist, "Yes, right now, how much
older, ..  , did you think I was?" Making another slow thrust in and out.

   "Then will you fuck me?" she asks almost frantically.  "Yes, harder than
I've ever fucked you before", I say pulling out and sliding back in again.

   "Um", she thinks a second, "It's kinda hard to think." "You know, you
have to say it", I say thrusting in and out again.

   "Oh god, quit stopping, um, um, thirty five?" she finally answers.  I
stop and pull out of her and sit on my ass.

   "Thiry five!  Thirty Five!  Do I look thirty five to you, my god!  I'm
only twenty nine, ..  , and a half" I say sounding very vain.

   Jackie says, "Aw but you promised if I told you!"

   I lean back down over her and I ask, "You don't care that I'm thirty?"

   She give me the bedroom eyes and just says, "No."

   "So, you want me to fuck you hard, do you?" I ask sarcastically.

   "Like you never did before", she chortels, "Like you promised!" I tell
her, "I'm gonna love this!" as I untie her.

   I get up and flipped her over and got her on all fours.  Once again I
force my member into that velvet vice and gripping her hips, I start
pushing and pulling her onto my cock.  And as she got into the pleasures
she was recieving, I began hammering my hips into her ass, making it
bounce. She cried out at the sudden violence of my thrusts, but her first
orgasm changed her cries to moans.  I looked down to watch as three or four
inches of my cock would slide out and then disappear into that pink
nirvana. I could feel my balls start to tingle and I knew I was gonna blow.
When it hit me I thought I was going to fall over, I had lost muscle
control and as each jet of cum brought it's own pleasure, I just couldn't
help myself.

   "Oh fuck, Jackie, I love you, I love you so much!" I say as the blood
leaves my brain.

   I collaps on top of Jackie then roll off her and stare at the stars. 
'My god', I thought, 'Did I just tell her that I loved her?' and I do but
should I be telling her this.  Panting and out of breath, Jackie lays
across my chest and removes my cowel.

   She smiles in my face and says, "I love you too, Parker, I've just been
waiting for you to say it."

   How long has my lolita known of my existance?  Did she know from the
start?  Or before?  Could she be this devious and set this whole thing up?
Well, I guess I have time now to find out.



   the end