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 (c) Copyright Henrik Larsen 2001





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   This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

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   The Neighbour's daughter.  Chapter 17.



   Both my parents and my brother came and helped me with the move.  I'm
sure the only reason my mother came along was to see Sophie.  She knew I
had a girlfriend, but she didn't know much more than that.  I didn't want
to involve my parents in Sophie's situation, so I'd only told them that she
was in high school and that we were seeing each other.  Mum was so
disappointed when she found out that Sophie wasn't going to be there.  I
had to promise her to introduce Sophie soon, if the relationship lasted. 
That I was sure of.

   I moved on a Saturday.  Sunday, Sophie had told her parents that she was
going to an all day event - I think it was an exhibition - with Nina.  Her
parents would have no way of reaching her and we would have all day
together, alone and undisturbed.  I picked her up at ten in my new car. 
She'd seen the house while I was fixing it up, but it was the first time
she was really going to see it.

   She was dying to see the whole house, but she'd also prepared a game or
role play for us.  We'd tried role playing a couple of times over the past
month, but it had been fairly spontaneous.  This one Sophie had planned for
weeks, while I was busy preparing for the move.  She'd told me about it and
it sounded exiting.

   In short, she was a spy and she had stolen something.  I was going to
search her thoroughly and then try to make her talk, which of course
included a little spanking and a lot of sex.  She'd indicated that I
probably would need to tie her up at one point, perhaps also blindfold her
and she had asked me to consider other ideas to make her talk.  I'd spent a
considerable amount of time, trying to figure out what she wanted me to do
and I had come up with one idea.  I hadn't told her.  It was going to be a
surprise.

   Sophie was already in love with the house and she liked it even more,
when she'd seen all of it.  The ceilings had very beautiful stucco and
there was a romantic open fireplace in the living room.  The inside of the
house looked even bigger, now that the plastic I'd used to cover the floors
with, was gone.  The garden was very secluded and divided into several
small gardens, connected by hidden trails, designed to bring up the child
in almost everyone who saw it.

   After we had finished the grand tour of the house and garden, we were
ready to begin the game.  It was actually hard to get started this time,
probably because it was planned and we both were very excited.  I asked
Sophie to change into one of my old t-shirts and when she'd done that I
tied her hands behind her back.

   I had chosen the settings and we started in the living room.  The
curtains were drawn close and I'd lit a fire in the fireplace.  The room
was dark, primarily lit by the fire and it created just the right mood.

   "So, are you going to tell me where you hid it?" I asked.

   I tried to speak with a squeaky accent like an actor in a movie I'd once
seen.  Sophie shook her head defiantly.

   "Then I'll have to make you tell me," I said.  "But first, I'll search
you and see if you have been foolish enough to hide it on your body."

   I stood in front of her and began a full body search, starting with her
shoulders moving down her back, then her stomach up to her tits.  I paid
great attention to her tits, kneading them thoroughly to make sure she
hadn't hid anything in the bra.

   I knelt and went over her arse, kneading it, too.  Then down her legs on
the outside and up again on the inner side, ending with her crotch.

   "You won't find anything," Sophie snorted.

   "Are you sure," I said, and rubbed her lips through the tight jeans.

   Sophie didn't say anything.

   "Then I think we better do a closer search," I said and stood up in
front of her.

   I'd prepared the T-shirt in advance.  Sophie got a bit of a shock when I
grabbed the rim in the neck and brutally ripped the shirt open.  She had a
strapless bra on, as I had asked her.  I ripped the shirt to pieces until
it was all off.  Then I snapped the clasp on her bra open and let it fall
to the floor.

   "What pretty little breasts you have," I said and caressed them.  "But I
mustn't forget what I'm doing.  I'll enjoy your nice titties when you have
told me what I want to know."

   I pinched her nipples between my fingers, pulled them out and let them
snap back.

   "You'll never make me talk," Sophie hissed.

   "Maybe I don't need to make you talk.  Maybe I'll find what I'm looking
for," I said and opened the button in her jeans.

   It was quite difficult to get her jeans off, but eventually they came
off along with her panties.  Her socks went last.  I ran my hands up her
inner thighs to her crotch and felt how wet and hot she already was.

   Mrs Larsen had left me a heavy wooden chair with armrests.  I untied
Sophie's hands and tied them again behind the back of the chair, when she
sat down.  I pulled her legs up over the armrests and tied them loosely. 
When I had finished, she was sitting on the edge of the chair with her legs
wide apart.

   I'd been to the chemist and bought a pair of thin latex gloves.  I'd
also bought some gel, the kind doctors use when they are performing such
examinations.  The girl behind the counter looked like she knew what I was
going to do with the gloves, the gel, and the plastic test-tubes with
rounded ends that I bought.  I was blushing and felt like the first time I
had to buy condoms.  Ridiculous, really.  Sophie stared at me with great
anticipation while I put on the gloves.

   "Maybe it will fall out, if you are wet enough," I said and knelt in
front of her.

   She was as wet as she could be, but that didn't matter.  I began to lick
and suck her pussy.  Nothing came out except more juices.  I pressed two
fingers into her while I kept sucking, as if I was trying to feel if there
was anything in there.  Sophie was moaning loudly, probably enjoying that
she didn't have to be afraid that someone was listening.

   I didn't want to make her come already, so I stopped and sat back to
watch her pussy by firelight.  It looked beautiful as always, lips swollen
and puffy and her clit peeking out from under the little hood.

   Sophie moaned frustrated and looked down at me.  I squeezed out a glob
of gel on my fingers.

   "There is one more orifice I have to examine," I squeaked.

   Sophie shivered when I put some gel on her tiny hole with my finger.  I
circled around the hole with the tip of my index finger until I reached the
centre.  Sophie held her breath.  The gel made the latex very slippery and
it didn't tale much pressure to open her.  Very slowly, my finger entered
her tight arse.

   Sophie gasped and strained a little in her bonds.  I'd made the ropes of
pieces of old towels and they were soft and loosely tied.  They would leave
no marks.  Half way in, I stopped and pulled back again.  She grabbed my
finger very tight, but the gel made it easy to slide in and out.

   "Maybe I should search a little deeper?" I said as I pushed my finger in
again.

   "Yes," Sophie moaned.  "Search as deep as you want."

   In a couple of slow strokes, my index finger was as deep as it could
get. I slipped two fingers into her pussy again and began to move them in
and out, alternating with the finger in her arse.

   "Are you going to tell me where it is?  I asked her.

   "No!"

   "Not even if I do this," I asked and closed my lips around her swollen
clit.

   "NoooOOOOO," Sophie whined and strained in her bonds.

   I sucked her clit and flipped my tongue over it.  At the same time, I
pushed all three fingers deep into her.  Sophie let out a high pitched
sounds and her stomach convulsed.  Had she been able to move, her thighs
would have squeezed my head.  It was a little unexpected and certainly not
planned that she should come already, but I had misjudged her excitement.

   After I had untied her, I took a paper towel to wipe the excess gel off.
It took her a few minutes to regain her composure.  With an orgasm like the
one she'd just had, I was sure that she needed a long break, before we
continued the game, but I was wrong.

   "If that's the way you've planned to make me talk, you're a fool," she
said.

   She sounded very triumphant.

   "So I have to get rough on you?" I squeaked.

   "I'm trained not to talk.  You'll never make me," Sophie said.

   "We will see," I said.  "I will bring you to the bedroom and continue
there.  Then you can prove how well you are trained."

   I helped Sophie up from the chair and led her to the bedroom.  It was as
big as my old living room and dominated by the big brass bed.  The air felt
cool after we'd been in front of the fire for so long.  Kind of nice.

   "Lie down on your stomach," I ordered.

   I tied her ankle to the bedposts, spreading her legs wide apart.  I
didn't tie her hands and it puzzled her at first.  I think she assumed that
I would do it when I had undressed, but I just knelt in front of her,
naked. Sophie got the idea and raised herself on her elbows.

   My cock was right in front of her mouth and as I leaned forward to reach
her buttocks, I had expected her to open her mouth and take it in, but she
didn't.  My cock brushed against her face.  I gave her cute bottom a light
slap.

   "Open your mouth!" I ordered.

   "Nnnnn," Sophie hummed and shook her head.

   It surprised me a lot, and it took a few seconds to figure out what she
expected me to do to make her open her mouth.

   "I will have to spank you harder, until you do," I said.

   Sophie nodded.  I positioned my cock on her lips and began to spank her,
pausing between each slap.  I used a little more strength every time. 
After the fifth slap, she opened her mouth and let my in.  Not because I
spanked her very hard, more likely because she was too excited and wanted
to open her mouth.  It was sometimes hard to stay in the role.

   I'd planned this part to last for some time, so I eased of the strength
and slapped her buttocks lightly, pausing between each slap.  Every time I
leaned over her to give her beautiful bottom another slap, my cock was
forced into her mouth, but Sophie could control the depth with her hand
around the shaft.  That was the reason I hadn't tied her hands.

   At first, she only took about half my cock into her warm moth, but then
she let go of my shaft and my cock hit the back of her throat.  I could
feel the swallowing motion of her throat.  It felt as if her throat
expanded a little bit when she swallowed.  My cock was just about to go all
the way down her throat.

   Sophie was breathing noisily through her nose.  Every time my cock hit
the back of her throat, it felt as if it was going to pass the constriction
and go in deep if I put a little more pressure on, but I didn't dare.  I
pulled out completely.  Sophie looked up at me with feverish excitement in
her eyes.

   "I won't talk, even if you force all of your cock into my mouth," she
gasped.

   I had kind of promised myself never to use force, but I was too excited
and too much into our little play.  Leaning over her again, my cock hit the
back of her throat.  I kept the pressure on.  Sophie's stomach sort of
cramped and she made a gargling sound.  She swallowed hard and suddenly
something gave way.  My cock went down her throat until her nose touched my
stomach.  I didn't take time to feel what it was like; I just pulled back
very quickly.  Sophie coughed and tried to clear her throat.  She looked up
at me triumphantly and forgot her role completely for a moment.

   "I did it!"

   Then she quickly resumed her role.

   "You can do it as much as you like.  I'll never tell," she said.

   Sophie was still smiling triumphantly and added whispering: "I can't
wait to tell Nina."

   It was easier the second time and I was able to enjoy the very tight
feeling.  Sophie didn't convulse, but she made a gargling sound.  Still,
the most exciting thing was to see my cock disappear completely into
Sophie's mouth.  I forgot all about the game and about spanking Sophie's
cute bottom.  Sophie pushed me away after a while.

   "Spanking me . . ." Sophie had to clear her throat, "won't help you
either."

   I was much too excited to answer.  When my cock disappeared into her
throat again, I resumed the spanking.  I was in a daze.  Sophie took my
cock down her throat several times before I had to back off to avoid
coming. I still had one more thing planned.

   When I looked down on Sophie's bottom, I realised that I'd lost control
for a moment and spanked her pretty hard.  Her buttocks had an angry red
colour and looked very hot.  She didn't complain, though.  She didn't even
rub her buttocks, she just looked up at me in anticipation of what was
next. This time it was I who needed a moment to clear my brain.

   For the next and last part of the game, I'd prepared a few things in
advance.  Two loops of torn towel were already tied to the top bedposts.  I
untied Sophie's legs and asked her to lie on her back.  I tied her arms
above her head and tied them to the top of the bed.  Then I picked up a
dark scarf.  The element of surprise was important.

   "You will have to be blindfolded," I squeaked and tied the scarf around
her head, covering her eyes.

   One by one, I put her legs through the loops, positioning them at her
knee joints.  Her legs were spread wide and her arse raised slightly.  I'd
neglected her tits all day and now was the time to give them a little
attention.  I treated them tenderly, licking and sucking her nipples for
several minutes.  I loved Sophie's small, firm tits and she loved it when I
licked them.  I almost forgot that I had more in store for her.

   I had to leave her for a moment to get the test tubes from the fridge.
I'd put them there before I went to pick up Sophie.  They were filled with
crushed ice and water, very cool to the touch, four of them in all.

   Sophie had a chance to relax and cool off while I fetched the test
tubes. Despite the temperature, I was sure that the tubes were going to
make her hot.  I lay down on my stomach in front of her crotch.  Her
buttocks hadn't cooled much.  They were still blushing red and were very
hot to the touch.  I kissed them lightly.  Sophie didn't know what to
expect and jerk when I touched her poor bottom, but she relaxed when she
felt the soft kisses.

   I took the first tube and pushed it gently into her wet pussy.  It was
thin and entered her easily.  Sophie gasped in surprise and tensed.

   "It's cOOOOOLD," she screamed.

   I pulled it out again and ran it over her inner lips up to her clit. 
Sophie shivered and cried out.  It was wonderful not to have to worry about
anybody hearing us and Sophie held nothing back.

   "UUUUUUH, IT'S SO COOOLD!"

   I put the tune inside her again and took another.  Since I had neglected
her tits for so long today, I teased her nipples with the cold tune.  The
skin around her nipples contracted and they got very hard.  When they
couldn't get any harder, I moved back to her pussy.  I chilled her clit
with the tube, prompting a lot of high pitched cries from her.

   "Oh, your little clit is getting so cold," I squeaked.  "Let me warm
it."

   I sucked her clit into my mouth for a moment, before I held the cold
tube against it again.  It was driving Sophie up the wall.  I just wanted
to add a little bit more to make her go completely mad.  I took the third
tube and held the rounded tip against her arse.

   "Oh GOD," Sophie cried out.

   Her tiny hole clenched, but seconds later, it relaxed a little and the
thin tube slipped in.  Sophie moaned incomprehensively and threw her head
from side to side.  I held a tube against her clit, and then licked her
clit before using the tube again.  Sophie tensed and tried to straighten
her legs.  I hadn't tied the ropes that held the loops very hard and they
couldn't stand the pressure.  With her legs free, she stretched out and
pressed her thighs tightly around my head.  Her back arched until she was
resting only on her heels and the back of her head.

   My hand was caught between my cheek and Sophie's thigh and I'd lost my
grip on the test tube I held against her clit.  I just sucked her clit into
my mouth and flipped my tongue over it.  Sophie jerked rigidly a couple of
times.  Then she released my head and rolled away from my mouth the best
she could with her hands still tied over her head.

   When I had removed the tubes and the blindfold, I untied her hands. 
Despite the soft cloth I'd used, there were marks under her knee joints.  I
just hoped they would go away quickly.  Sophie didn't notice.  She was
completely exhausted.

   "I'll talk now," she gasped.  "God, it was great."

   It was and I was very, very excited.  I lay down next to Sophie and
kissed her deeply.  She couldn't help noticing my cock poking into her
thigh.

   "I think I need something warm inside me now," she giggled.

   I crawled on top of her and she welcomed me between her thighs, guiding
my cock into her sopping wet and very hot pussy.  I sank in like a hot
knife through butter.  We just lay there for a while, looking deep into
each other eyes.

   "It's right here," Sophie said and pointed to her chest.

   "What is?" I asked.

   "My heart.  And it belongs to you.  Always."

   It sounds so corny now, but it was really touching back then.  She meant
it.

   "I love you so much, Sophie."

   We made love, slowly and tenderly.  I stopped every time I was close to
coming and then began slowly again.  We kissed and whispered in each
other's ears how much we loved each other.  Suddenly, Sophie stopped.

   "Eric, can't we take the duvets and put them in front of the fireplace?
I want to make love to you in front of the fireplace."

   A minute later, the duvets were laid out, and I'd put more wood into the
fire.  The living room was very warm and just arranging the duvets had made
us sweat.  I lay down on my back.  Sophie straddled me and impaled herself
on me.

   The flickering light from the fire made Sophie look like she had a fire
burning in her eyes.  She was sitting up straight.  She didn't move, but
she used her internal muscles to squeeze my cock.  It felt wonderful.  I
reached up and pulled her down to me.  For ten minutes, maybe more, we
moved slowly against each other, sometimes only fractions of an inch, until
I couldn't take more.  I'd built up so much excitement, so much pressure,
and it had to come out.

   We didn't really move faster, just more intensely.  Sophie's pussy
squeezed my cock more than ever - at least it felt that way - and I felt
like my balls were going to explode.  I held her so close and thrust up
into her, hard and determined, two or three times, as deep as I possibly
could.  I think it was much like when Sophie came: I arched my back,
resting only on my heels and the back of my head.  It felt as if everything
drained from me, all my energy.  For a moment it was like I was going to
pass out.  It was so intense, almost painful, but wonderful.

   When we had recovered, we began to feel the heat from the fire.  We were
both slightly roasted on the side turned against the fire and we got up
quickly.  The temperature in the room was tropical and we had to create a
draft to get it down to normal.  What a way to start life in my new, old
house.







   To be continued.



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