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.