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   (c) Copyright Henrik Larsen 2001





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   This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

   If, for some reason, you feel offended by erotic stories, then I don't
know why you have opened this one.  Maybe to be offended, so you can
complain about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this.  If
that's the case, my advice is to seek professional help.  You need it.  If
you are not allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held
responsible, if you choose to continue.  But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

   A great thanks to Old Rotorhead and Cagey.  I'm very grateful for their
patient work, correcting and editing my stories, and their constant
encouragement.

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   The Neighbour's daughter.  Chapter 14.

   It took some time and a lot of tears to convince Sophie that I still
loved her and wanted to live with her, but that it would be better if she
could reach some kind of agreement with her parents and live with them. 
Then we began to discuss her "demands".

   At first, she wanted them to apologise to her for treating her badly,
but I convinced her that it would be very difficult to make them admit that
they had treated her wrongly all these years.  She'd have to go slowly.  We
settled on two basic demands: She wanted to dress like other girls her age,
and she wanted to be able to go out and visit her friends and classmates.

   Sophie also wanted to get on the pill, but I knew a way to fix that
without involving her parents.  I'd discretely asked my doctor if it was
possible for him to make the prescription for Sophie without her parents
knowing, and as long as she was over 15, that would be no problem.  In
principle, she would have to go to her own doctor, but when I explained the
circumstances, he agreed to do it, if needed.

   I was very nervous when Sophie called her parents.

   "Hi mum.  It's Sophie.  I just called to say I'm doing fine.  - - Yes,
that's why I called.  - - Mum, don't - - With a friend - - Not Nina.  I
have other friends, even though you would prefer that I sat alone in my
room the rest of my life."

   Not a cleaver remark, but Sophie was upset even before she made the
call. She listened for a while, and then all of a sudden she yelled:

   "Stop it, mum!  That's not the way it is.  I'm not a child any more and
you have to stop treating me like one.  - - No, I won't hang up if you
listen to me.  I want to dress like other girls and I want to be able to go
out like other girls.  I want to have a life!"

   She was getting very angry now and any chance of a mutual understanding
between Sophie and her mother was rapidly evaporating.

   "Why do I have to be different from all other girls?  - - Maybe it was,
when you were my age, but it's different now!  - - No, you're wrong.  How
many girls do you know that aren't allowed to visit their friends?  - - Why
don't you ask your colleagues what their daughters are allowed to do?  - -
That's not true and you know it.  I'm the only one who lives in a prison. -
- How could I tell Nina's mother?  I'm not allowed to visit her.  I never
talk to her.  - - Just forget it.  I'm staying here.  Good bye mum."

   Sophie hung up.  She was upset and very frustrated.  I didn't need to
ask.  Instead, I put my arms around her and pulled her close to me.

   "You can stay here for as long as you want.  Don't worry, they'll come
to their senses," I whispered.

   "She was so concerned the first few seconds, and then she starts telling
me that I have to come home and go back to the old ways.  She knows it's
wrong, I mean, she can ask anybody, but she won't admit it.  I did listen
to her, and I didn't hang up on her, but she won't listen to me," Sophie
said, desperately trying to suppress her tears.

   "You did what you could.  You'll just have to give them more time."

   "I have to be patient!  I have to give them time!  I have to go back and
put up with their old fashioned ideas!  Why is it always me?" Sophie
sniffled, no longer able to contain her tears.

   "I wish I knew, Sophie."

   - - -

   Sophie didn't call her parents the next couple of days.  No, it wasn't
revenge; Sophie simply didn't have the energy to argue with her mum.  If I
thought that it would help, I'd have put pressure on her to do so, but I
was convinced that the only thing that could make her parents see sense was
time.

   She went to school Friday.  Sophie was used to being taken to school by
her parents, in their car.  Now, she had to leave early because she had to
walk.  The advantage was that she didn't run into her parents on the
stairs. I was still a little worried about what would happen if Sophie's
parents found out that she was hiding next door, in my flat.

   Saturday, we did it the other way around, and waited for her parents to
go shopping, before we went out.  Nina had told Sophie about some good
shops where they had fairly cheap clothes.  Some of the shops were quite
expensive, but had a rack with out-of-stock models and clothes with small
defects or stains.  I did spend a lot of money, but when we went home,
Sophie had 4 blouses, three shirts, ten t-shirts - pure cotton and very
cheap - and two pairs of jeans.  We bought some underwear as well.  The
main thing for Sophie was that it had to be really tight fitting.  No more
baggy dresses or loose slacks.

   When we came home, I made sure that Sophie hid behind me until we were
in my flat, just in case her parents were looking.  Sophie immediately
began to try on all the clothes.  She was so happy.  It was the first time
in many years that she'd had clothes that she wanted.  All the bargain
blouses and shirts were examined very carefully to find any little detail
that needed to be fixed.  It took her over two hours.

   Saturday evening we decided to go out.  I'd already ruined my saving
program, buying clothes for Sophie, so I might as well do it properly. 
Sophie dressed up and she looked stunning in very tight jeans and an
equally tight sleeveless blouse.

   I'd picked a small Italian restaurant, nothing fancy but a very romantic
one with candles on the tables.  It was the first time Sophie had been to a
restaurant without her parents.  It was also the first time she had a glass
of wine and even though she said she liked it, I think she would need to
try it a few more times, to get used to the taste.  She settled for one
glass.  I didn't want her to get drunk.  That would have spoiled a very
romantic evening.

   Nina came around on Sunday.  After hugging Sophie, she looked at her.

   "So?" she asked.

   "So?" Sophie giggled.

   "Are you happy?"

   "Yes!  And I don't want to talk about my parents, okay?  I'm just so
happy right now.  We went shopping yesterday and we bought - Come on, I'll
show you."

   Off they went into the bedroom to look at Sophie's new clothes.  I made
coffee.  They were still talking and giggling in the bedroom, when I
announced that coffee was ready.  We sat down to drink coffee and Nina
picked up her bag.

   "I bought these in a sale, because they were cheap, but they never did
fit.  I think they'll be perfect for you," Nina said and took out a pair of
very hip shoes.

   We hadn't thought about shoes yesterday.

   "God, Nina!  They must have cost a fortune," Sophie said.

   "No, and I can't use them anyway.  They have been standing in my closet
for over a month and I get so annoyed every time I look at them.  Try them
on, please."

   Sophie did and they fitted her nicely.  She looked really posh.  After
walking around, Sophie sat down and looked at the shoes.  She was very
quiet for a long time.  When she looked up, she was smiling, but there were
tears in her eyes.  She waved Nina over and at the same time, she reached
out for me.  We both hugged her tightly.  I'd never dreamed that a pair of
shoes and some clothes could make anybody so happy that they would cry.

   "Thanks," Sophie managed to sniffle.  "I don't know what . . ."

   "It's just so wonderful to see you happy," Nina interrupted her.

   Had it been anybody but Nina, I would probably have been jealous when
Sophie gave her ea big kiss, but with Nina it was different.  She moved
back to her chair and we finished the coffee, talking about everything and
nothing, sex in particular.

   Nina was very quick to tell me that she didn't have a boyfriend
presently.  Seeing the look Nina sent Sophie as she told me, I was sure the
girls had already talked about it while they looked at Sophie's new
clothes. I knew they hadn't had time to be together the last couple of
weeks and Nina had a healthy sexual appetite.  It was just a question of
who was going to suggest that we do something about it.

   When Nina had told me she didn't have a boyfriend, Sophie followed her
lead.

   "When I haven't been able to be with Eric for a long time, it's like my
imagination runs wild," she said.

   "I know what you mean.  I've had some wild fantasies lately," Nina
giggled.

   "I think it's because the hormones accumulate," I said.

   "What did you dream about?" Sophie asked, looking knowingly at Nina.

   "I . . .  was thinking about the time that the three of us were
together, but you had one of those artificial cocks with a harness that
your can put on like panties.  I got kind of a double taking.  I don't know
if I'd like it for real, but it was so hot in my fantasy," Nina answered.

   "You mean like, I had a cock, too?  Can you really get something like
that?" Sophie asked in her wonderful, innocent way.

   "Sure, but they cost an arm and a leg."

   "And we both . . ." Sophie trailed off, but Nina understood.

   "Yes.  I mean, I don't know if I'd even like it, but you were in my
pussy and Eric was in the other hole."

   Nina blushed.  Sophie looked like she hadn't quite figured it out, but
then her face cleared and she giggled.

   "Oh, that way," Sophie said.  "I often dream about the three of us
together, too."

   "Quite a popular fantasy," I said, mainly because I couldn't come up
with anything better.

   I didn't want to suggest the obvious.  I felt that this was Sophie's
day, a day for her to be happy and forget her worries, and I would go along
with whatever she suggested.  It was her choice, no matter how obvious I
thought it was.  I knew I often fantasised about that day with Nina and
Sophie.  I loved Sophie more than any other girl and the fact that I also
thought about sex with Nina somehow made me feel a little guilty sometimes.
Irrational, yes, but that's the way of the human brain.

   "We haven't got that harness thing," Sophie said, "But I still think we
could drive you insane."

   "Certainly," I added, just to let Sophie know that it would be fine by
me.

   "You wanna try?" Nina giggled.

   We did and in no time we had arranged the cushions and bolster from my
sofa on the floor and put a sheet over.  Sophie knew what she wanted to do
and took control.  I think Nina was as surprised as I was, but I thought it
was great to see Sophie with so much self-confidence.

   Nina was told to sit down while Sophie and I undressed each other. 
Sophie made a little show of undressing me.  To tease both me and Nina, she
slipped her hands under my clothes before she took it off to tease me.  I
tried to so the same when I undressed her and I couldn't help kissing her
nipples a little once they were unwrapped.

   Nina was next and we did it together.  We didn't have the same patience
with her clothes and in no time at all, Nina was lying completely naked on
the floor.  Sophie told me to lie down next to her with Nina's arm under me
and her leg between mine.  Sophie did the same way on the other side of
Nina.

   "What are you doing?" Nina giggled nervously when she realised that she
couldn't move her arms and legs very much.

   "We're going to drive you mad," Sophie replied.

   We did.  We let the tips of our fingers touch every part of Nina's body
within reach.  Only feathery touches, but they did drive Nina up the walls.
Her nipples were teased endlessly, her inner thighs, her outer lips and her
inner lips were lightly pinched and pulled.  Only the spot Nina wanted the
most to be touched was left alone.  After 15 minutes, Nina was fighting
desperately to get her arms free, but Sophie was relentless.

   She had been licking Nina's nipple, but moved up to her ear and
whispered something I couldn't hear.

   "Yesssss!" Nina moaned.

   Sophie released Nina's arm and leg and motioned me to do the same.  Nina
was up in no time, letting Sophie take her place.  Sophie spread her legs
and Nina turned and straddled her face while she lowered her mouth to
Sophie's pussy.  Just before Nina pressed her aching pussy against Sophie's
face, she told me to get behind Nina and fuck her.

   This was my favourite position and since I didn't know what Sophie's
plan was, I had to concentrate a lot to keep myself from coming.  Nina and
Sophie didn't have to worry about that.  Remembering Nina's fantasy, I
looked down on her dark, tiny hole and wondered what it would be like to
squeeze my cock into it.  I vividly remembered how tight Sophie had been
and that was only a finger!  I knew it was possible, but it would be a very
tight fit.

   I brushed my thumb over Nina's arsehole.  It felt dry and I wouldn't
even try to penetrate her, but the muffled cry told me that she liked to be
touched there.  Seconds later, Nina shuddered and moaned as quietly as
possible into Sophie's pussy as her first orgasm rushed through her.  We
had to be quiet.  Sophie's parents were next door, and calling out Nina or
Sophie's name could give Sophie away.

   Sophie continued to attack Nina's pussy and I had to concentrate very
hard to hold back.  A minute or two later, Nina had her second orgasm, and
I had to pull out.  Nina became very tight during her orgasm and that was
more than I'd be able to take.  I certainly didn't mind fucking Nina, but I
wanted to make love with Sophie as well.

   Nina rolled over and lay next to Sophie.  Sophie looked very, very
excited, her eyes shining with anticipating.  Nina was panting heavily and
looked like the cat that ate the canary.  Sophie quickly sat up and kissed
me deeply.  Nina sat up a little more slowly and put her arms around both
of us.  We invited her in, trying to make it a three way kiss.  It didn't
really work out.  Instead, Sophie alternated between kissing Nina and me.

   "It must be your turn now," Nina said to Sophie.

   "Ummm.  We just need a condom.  God, can't we go to your doctor
tomorrow?" Sophie asked.

   "I think he has evening consultation on Wednesday," I replied.

   When I went to the bedroom to get the sheet we'd used to put over the
cushions, I also got a condom.  Sophie sighed impatiently, but smiled when
she saw that I already had the condom.  I sat back down and rolled it on.
Nina and Sophie knelt in front of each other.  Sophie put her hands on
Nina's shoulders and leaned towards her, raising herself on her knees. 
Nina whispered something I couldn't hear and they giggled.  Sophie raised
herself a little more and moved back, spreading her legs.  Nina let her
hands run down Sophie's sides to her thighs.

   I moved in behind Sophie and let my hands run up her sides to her tits.
Sophie wiggled her hips impatiently, but I continued to caress her tits and
nipples a little longer while Nina caressed her inner thighs.  I wish I'd
had a mirror and could have seen Sophie's face, but when I looked at Nina's
face, I actually think it mirrored Sophie's expressions.  Their eyes were
locked together.

   I pressed my body against Sophie, feeling her soft buttocks against my
groin.  Nina reached between Sophie's legs and guided my cock to Sophie's
opening.  In one long stroke, I let my cock slide into her very wet pussy.
Actually, only half my cock was in her because she was sitting fairly
upright.  I tried to move closer to her, kneeling under her.  That way, she
was kind of sitting on me, and I could penetrate her deeper.  Little by
little, we found the best position.

   My hands were still on Sophie's tits and I could feel that Nina's hand
was between Sophie's legs, most likely playing with her clit.  We moved in
slow motion.  Nina's free hand caressed Sophie's hair, then her face.  She
let Sophie lick her fingers and suck two of them into her mouth as if she
was sucking on my cock.  Sophie had to breathe through her nose,
accentuating her quick breathing.

   Her breathing intensified and she began to move faster up and down on my
cock.  I squeezed her tits tighter and used them to get a better grip on
her.  Nina's fingers were no longer in Sophie's mouth, and I couldn't see
where her free hand was.  I had a good guess, though.

   Sophie was getting close to coming and leaned closer to Nina, resting
her head on Nina's shoulder.

   "Harder," Sophie gasped.  "Harder."

   I let go of her tits and grabbed her hips instead.

   Nina whisper something in Sophie's ear.

   "Yes . . .  harder," Sophie gasped.  "It feels so good . . .  your
fingers."

   Hearing her talk like that was really exciting and spurred me on.  I
almost lifted Sophie up with my next trust.

   "Yes, harder," Sophie responded.

   I couldn't do it much harder, but I did my best and that was good
enough. Too good, but Sophie was very close and between us, Nina and I, we
sent Sophie over the edge.  She whimpered into Nina's shoulder as I
continued to pump furiously into her.  I was far beyond the point of no
return and exploded inside Sophie even before her orgasm had subsided.  It
was truly well timed, but it was sheer luck.

   Afterwards, we lay on the floor and tried to catch our breath.  Nina
looked and sounded like she had made herself come one more time.

   "Was this what you meant when you said I should come on Sunday?" Nina
asked, looking at Sophie.

   Sophie didn't get it and she looked very confused when Nina and I
cracked up.  It wasn't that funny, but Sophie's confused face amplified the
effect.  It took a minute before Nina was able to explain what it was that
made it so funny.

   It was a really wonderful weekend.



   To be continued.





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