NEIGHBOR teen ff/m sp

When I was a teenager I lived near a family in which there was one
daughter, Mary, who was a couple of years older than me.  Most of
the time she didn't pay much attention to me because she had older
boyfriends who took her out in their cars.

One Wednesday she walked home with me after school and invited me
to come into her house.  I was flattered that she took an interest
in me as I was shy, modest and very innocent about girls.  Being
tall and lanky, I towered over her, but I felt like a little boy in
Mary's presence.  We went downstairs to her basement recreation
room and sat around talking.  Somehow the conversation got around
to doctors' examinations and she started asking a lot of questions
about what happened when I went for a checkup.  I was embarrassed
by the nature of her questions but she kept probing and asking for
all of the details.  

I told her that he normally would take me into the examination room
and tell me to strip down to my Jockey shorts while he made small
talk and wrote notes in his medical file.  When I was undressed, he
would have me stand on the scales, noting my weight and height, and
remarking on the increase because I was always bigger than the last
time.  Then he would have me sit on the examination table,  check
my pulse, listen to my chest with his stethoscope, and tap my knees
with his rubber tipped hammer until my legs jerked up.  "Does he
check out your private parts?" she asked.  Very reluctantly I
confessed that next he would sit and tell me to stand before him
while he lowered my shorts and pressed his fingers all around on my
stomach.  Finally he would hold my testicles and have me cough
until the scrotum contracted which seemed to be what he wanted to
see.

Mary kept asking things like "What else did he do to you?" and "Did
he examine your butt?" which all embarrassed me even more but she
was very persistent and I didn't know how to evade her insistent
grilling.  Eventually I admitted that he put on a rubber glove,
lubricated a finger and then had me bend over while he inserted his
finger and moved it around inside me, pressing on one place which
was very tender and the pressure made me feel like I had to take a
pee.  I was relieved when it was time to go and I could get away
from this very intimate discussion about my anatomy.  I couldn't
believe that Mary had managed to get so much personal information
out of me.  As I was leaving, she said she had enjoyed our
discussion and would like to talk to me again.

The following Wednesday Mary invited me over again.  She quickly
directed the discussion to the same topic and told me she had been
thinking about what I had told her.  She said she wanted to learn
more since she was interested in medicine and asked me to imagine
she was the doctor and was giving me a checkup.  She remembered all
of the steps and started by having me stand on the bathroom
scales while she noted my weight which was about 150 pounds and
used a tape measure to check my height of about 6'.

At this point I still had all my clothes on but she said I should
take off my shoes to stand on the scales.  Then she told me to
remove my shirt for the chest examination and she produced out a
very authentic looking stethoscope and used it on my chest and
back.

As I was standing there her hands moved to my jeans and she quickly
opened them and let them drop to the floor.  I began to protest and
reach for my pants but she said not to worry, she had seen lots of
guys in their underpants or tight bathing suits and, besides, she
was going to study medicine.  She instructed me to step out of my
pants and continue with the make-believe examination.  I said I
didn't want her parents to discover me like this but she told me
that they wouldn't be home from work for a couple of hours so we
would not be interrupted.  Just as I had described the doctor's
procedures, she sat before me and pressed her fingers into my
stomach, moving lower and lower and suddenly pulling down my shorts
to my ankles.  She then simulated the exercise of having me cough
while she held my testicles.  

Needless to say, my circumcised penis projected straight out to its
maximum size and I closed my eyes in helpless mortification.  This
had never happened in the doctor's office and in my inexperienced
naivety I hoped she would not notice.  Without further discussion,
I pulled up my underpants and said "I have to go. The examination
is over." and while she said "Yes, for now." I rapidly scrambled
back into my clothes.  

After leaving her place, I found myself both embarrassed and
aroused every time every time I thought of how I had unsuspectingly
been lured into baring my naked body for this older girl who seemed
so confident and sure of herself.  When I saw her next, she didn't
seem perturbed at all at what had happened and said we must
continue our discussion soon.  I blushed and did not reply but I
was stimulated and curious at the thought of it.

When Mary did invite me to her house again, I was confused and
nervous but agreed to come.  I arrived at her door quivering in
anticipation and dread of what might happen.  This time, she
acknowledged how difficult she thought it must be to be so exposed
and suggested that it would make it easier for me if I wore a
blindfold during the examination.  She had one ready and put it on
me before I had a chance to think about whether it was a good idea. 

The blindfold was probably for her benefit because when it was on,
she seemed even more confident as we went through what was now the
familiar routine of the examination.  As my clothes came off, I
felt less conspicuous and more relaxed than the last time.  This
time, however, Mary was more forward, and as I felt her fingers
inspecting my inflated protuberance, the sensations were
incredible.  I could feel her fingers lightly exploring my entire
midsection and had never before enjoyed the intensity of feelings
that a woman's delicate touch can cause in that sensitive part of
my body.

So it was that we fell into a pattern.  Every Wednesday after
school I went to her basement and the scene was repeated many
times.  Being blindfolded became normal for me and I never could
predict just what variation she would introduce.  Her curiosity
about my body seemed to be inexhaustible.  Even though my doctor
never had, she liked to have me bend over so she could insert a
rectal thermometer.  This led to a very intimate rectal examination
and with her fingers she found the spot which made me feel like my
bladder was about to burst.  This also made my erect penis harder
and more distended than it had ever been before.  Soon after, her
continued manipulation caused an ejaculation which seemed to please
her (and me) immensely.  She would have me produce urine samples
while she held my penis in her hand and that pleased her also.  In
time she came to know my body better than I did and she kept
finding new ways to touch me and produce harder erections than I
ever thought possible.  Occasionally I would try to persuade her to
switch roles but she refused so emphatically that I gave up.

Sometimes she would tell me to hold my arms up in the air to get
them out of the way.  When I complained that my arms became heavy
and it was hard to stay in that position for as long as she wanted,
she volunteered to tie my wrists to a hook in the ceiling to take
the weight off.

It was on one of these occasions that our little pastimes took a
new twist which I didn't like.  I was standing in the center of the
room with my wrists tied up in the air and wearing a blindfold, as
usual.  I was enjoying the usual attentions she liked to give to my
body and was close to release.  Suddenly I realized that there must
be a second pair of hands working on my naked body, squeezing and 
pinching the cheeks of my firm backside.  Then I felt a slap and
then some more.  As I twisted and turned to get out of the way of
this unexpected spanking, I complained to Mary and said to stop. 
She pulled off my blindfold and I looked around to see her friend
Irene standing behind me with a big grin on her face.  I hardly
knew Irene but she said to me "I've been waiting to do this for a
long time.  Mary has told me all about her games with you.  I've
been looking at your saucy little ass in your tight jeans and
imagining how much fun it would be to make it pink.  Now I have the
chance."

With that she resumed the spanking and all I could do was scream at
her to quit, which had no effect as no one else was in the house. 
I cried big tears of humiliation.  Mary had never shown any
interest in spanking me and she just stood back and watched while
Irene slapped my exposed cheeks.  I felt so betrayed that Mary had
even told anyone else about what happened between us.  And I was
mortified to be naked before this virtual stranger who was taking
delight in my nudity and vulnerability.  When she was finished,
Irene left before Mary released my wrists.  Irene probably sensed
that if she was still there when I was released I might hurt her. 
There was nothing to say to Mary.  I put on my clothes and walked
out.

The next time I saw Mary, I ignored her and we didn't speak.  On
Wednesday I didn't show up at her house.  A few days later, she
approached me and said how sorry she was and would like to talk to
me and try to make amends.  I went over to her house again and we
talked for a long time, without doing anything.  I felt much better
for having shared my feelings with her and agreed to see her again. 

At our next meeting Irene's intimate and thorough examination of
my body was as stimulating as ever, and I had a had a huge orgasm
under her delicate touch.  Afterwards, she was still apologetic
but said that on the following Wednesday she wanted to invite Irene,
saying: "She is my friend and I want to include her sometimes.  I
know you are turned on by our sessions together and if they are
going to continue you will just have to try to get used to having
Irene join us."  I almost left right then but she assured me:  "You
needn't worry because I will make sure that Irene promises not to
hurt you.  But she does like to look at your butt and you should
just relax and enjoy it.  Let's give it a try."  She also said it
made no difference now that Irene had seen me like that once and
she knew all about us so I shouldn't be embarrassed.  Eventually I
agreed to her condition, as she had always been the one in control
and I was missing our fun together.

Continued in part 2 

                     NEIGHBOR teen ff/m sp
                           Part 2    

The next Wednesday when I went downstairs Irene was already there
with a big grin on her face.  She said she was sorry I had been so
unhappy the last time she was there and hoped I was feeling better
now.  Mary told me to go over to where Irene was sitting and I did
so not even looking her in the eye.  Irene told me to stand right
in front of her "so I can get a good look at you."  I just stood
there feeling self-conscious as Irene ran her fingers up and down
my pant legs then over the bulge in the front of my crotch.  In
spite of myself I started to get hard and Irene said to Mary: "He
likes it - I can feel him getting a boner."  Then she put her hands
on my hips and turned me sideways so she could put one hand on the
cheeks of my ass while she continued to feel my rapidly expanding
genitals through my pants.  

Mary came over and knelt in front of me while she undid my pants
and let them fall to the floor.  She told me to step out of them
while she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my arms.  There I
was standing in front of these two older girls wearing only white
jockey shorts, not entirely happy about the situation but at the
same time excited and nervous about what would happen next.  Mary
had promised my I would not get another humiliating spanking but I
couldn't be sure she would keep her word.  She stayed in front of
me, running her fingers gently up and down the outline of my now
very hard erection which was like a tent pole in my shorts.

I closed my eyes and shivered in frightened delight at the feeling
of two pairs of hands caressing and fondling my tingling body.  One
of them, I don't know who, put her fingers in the waistband of my
shorts and pulled them down and past my raging hardon.  The
manipulation of my most sensitive parts continued.  I shuddered and
suddenly released the most explosive orgasm I had ever felt.   Both
girls laughed in triumph and I was too overwhelmed to be upset by
their reaction.  I didn't think it was meant to be laughing at me,
but rather in pleasure that I had been so turned on by what they
had done to me.  I think they were also very relieved that the
first encounter with Irene had gone so well.

After that I was hooked, and actually looked forward to seeing
Irene there when I went to Mary's house.  Irene did come regularly
to join us, and she still concentrated on my buttocks, but with the
blindfold on I was not in a good position to know whose hands were
doing what.  Not surprisingly they also gradually introduced more
and more spanking into our activities and I learned to anticipate
it and associate it with the other gratification they administered.

The spanking started very lightly, with Irene squeezing and then
patting my ass cheeks while Mary manipulated my always erect organ
and pinched my nipples.  I came to expect our sessions to begin
with Irene having me stand sideways in front of her, still fully
clothed, while she used both hands to feel the shape of my buns and
at the same time lightly gripping the growing bulge in the front of
my pants.  Then she would say something like "I know you've been a
bad boy this week" which was the signal that she was going to start
spanking me.  She would then place a hand on one buttock, squeeze
it, and then give it a spank, alternating back and forth on each
cheek several times.  Soon she would undo my pants, pull them down
to my ankles and have me step out of them.  I would feel her hand
running over my backside and then pushing on the small of my back
which was her instruction to bend over for more spanking.  I felt
very exposed like that but did as she wanted.  There would be more
rubbing and spanking of my ass, then she would pull down my
underpants and spank some more.  It didn't hurt too much and the
heat seemed to transfer to my cock and balls so that I felt hot and
turned on at the same time.  

They would talk to one another about what they were doing to my
body, using words I had never heard girls use before such as "Look
at how his ball sac has pulled his nuts up almost out of sight! 
Let's pull them out again."  And Mary took delight in demonstrating
to Irene how a finger up my hole would make my cock bounce up and
down at its full length.  They liked having me bend over with my
legs spread so they could run their fingers down the crack and
watch my cock get harder.  And they both came to like to see my ass
cheeks turn pink after a good spanking session.  For me, the minor
discomfort of having a warm bottom for a couple of hours was well
worth the other sexually exciting feelings their attention
produced.