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Neighbor (F-m-teen, voy)
by Nick ( fleeflak@ix.netcom.com)

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One hazy afternoon, I was outside playing basketball.  I had just moved
into a new house in this developement.  Anyway, as I was playing I
noticed a girl coming up the streets on Rollerblades.  I hadn't met her
yet, and since everyone in the neighborhood waves and says hi to people
they don't know, I figured I'd do the same.  She came over, and to my
surprise she was older than I suspected.  She must be in her
mid-twenties I thought.  Her name was Lisa.  She told me she had just
moved in with her fiancee, Mark.  They lived about six houses down. 
Our block had parties every week, and every week when I saw her, I could
not stop thinking about fucking her brains out.  She had a great figure,
and at one of the parties, she was wearing this tank top and no bra
which gave me a good look at her nipples and her great tits.  When they
left I noticed that they drove away in a Jeep Grand Cherokee, a car that I
have always wanted.  

Later that week, I was outside playing basketball and noticed Mark driving
away in his Jeep, but Lisa was not inside the car.  I knew that would be
my chance.  I walked down to her house, thinking of an excuse of why I
came to see her.  It hit me.  I would ask her for some sugar, and then
charm her.  I rang the bell.  I thought of something instantly.  I started
to scratch my nuts making my dong protrude through my lacrosse shorts
I was wearing.  She came to the door and looked outside the windows
next to the door and saw me rubbing my crotch.  I acted as though I did
not want her to see me, but I actually did want her to see me.  She
opened the door and said, "What can I do you for..um I mean do for
you?"  Obviously my little technique had worked.  I said can I borrow
some sugar and she said sure.  I waited in her living room.  The master
bedroom was on the first floor and she went into the bathroom, saying
"Just one minute.  Let me go to the bathroom then I'll give you your
sugar."  Five minutes later, she came out in a tight white cutoff tee
and no bra and spandex shorts.  She then asked me seductively, "Now
what was it that you wanted."

We started to kiss passionately.  I could feel my hot mouth pushing
against hers.  I slowly made my way down her stomach down her pants and
started to finger her already wet pussy.  Then, something came to me. 
I thought, what if Mark comes back?  Lisa said he went to his parents
house and wouldn't be back until the morning.  We resumed our
passionate kissing.  I then stared to take of her shirt.  She started
to unzip my jeans.  Before I knew it, we were stark naked on her living
room couch.  She stopped kissing me and said, "Lemme suck it."  I had
absolutlely not problem with that.  I plunged my nine inch piece of
manhood into her throbbing mouth and she sucked till there was no
tomorrow.  She licked it, every which way she could and sucked the life
out of it.  She was making me feel sooooo good, and then I screamed,
"I'm gonna come!"  She then stopped and said, "You're not gonna cheat
me!"  She then sat on top of my rock hard dick and with one smooth
jerk, I entered her.  I moved in and out of her pussy and came in her. 
We started to fuck, and I was still rock hard.  She kept pumping and so
did I.  Finally after twenty minutes, we stopped.  I couldn't take
anymore.
   
From then on, she called me everytime Mark left.  I didn't mind.  After
all, what was I going to do instead?  Play basketball?