Message-ID: <62237asstr$1341432603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-USANET-Received: from cmsout01.mbox.net [127.0.0.1] by cmsout01.mbox.net via mtad (C8.MAIN.3.82F) with ESMTP id 172qgDoXD3120M01; Wed, 04 Jul 2012 14:23:03 -0000 X-USANET-Routed: 3 gwsout-vs Q:bmvirus X-USANET-Source: 165.212.11.2 IN xsxs-musicman@usa.net imap02.cms.usa.net X-USANET-MsgId: XID240qgDoXD6606X01 X-USANET-Auth: 165.212.8.201 AUTO xsxs-musicman@usa.net web01.cms.usa.net From: xsxs-musicman@usa.net X-Original-Message-ID: <139qgDowD9120S01.1341411783@web01.cms.usa.net> Z-USANET-MsgId: XID482qgDoXD8256X22 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 04 Jul 2012 10:23:03 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} "The Teen Next Door," by musicman. (Mf) Lines: 142 Date: Wed, 04 Jul 2012 16:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2012/62237> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Story in .doc format attached. (Hope this is better, Denny; please let me know if it's not. I appreciate your help and your patience!) <1st attachment, "The teen next door.doc" begin> The Teen Next Door [This story includes scenes of sex between an adult male and a 15-year-old girl. It is entirely fictional, but if such scenes offend you and/or if you are under 18, please do not read further.] They had moved in next door 5 years ago, the perfect family with mom, dad, and two kids, a boy 12 years old and a 10-year-old girl. I had watched them grow into full-fledged teens, with Jason ready to enter his senior year in high school this coming Fall. His 'little sister' Samantha had turned from a rather gangly tomboy into a more-than-good-looking young woman. So what's wrong with that? Well, for this man, it started when she decided to do her tanning in the round, above-ground pool that her folks had put up in the fenced side yard between our houses. She would lie on a floating mattress and soak up the Summer sun. Did I mention that she slipped out of her bikini first, draping its two miniscule parts over the side of the pool? The first time I saw her that way, I couldn't believe it. Neither could my cock, which tried to climb its way out of my pants when my eyes were devouring her 15-year-old body with her already-adult-sized tits getting their full sun treatment. I had to go get my binoculars and get a close-up of her wet-with-pool-water nipples and large, brownish-pink aureoles. Not to mention her pouty labia, around which she had obviously shaved every evidence of pubic hair. We're talking full-scale jailbait here, and I knew better than to do anything but watch when the opportunity was there. I would never have said anything to Sam or to her parents. As it turned out, I didn't have to. Her Summer job at the Y was for the afternoon shift, so she was out sunning herself one Thursday morning. Her parents were both at work, as usual, and my college teaching job was between terms, so I was indulging my eyes with her gorgeous body. It was a rare cool morning, so I had turned the AC off and had the windows open. One problem: I had forgotten to pull the venetian blinds down when I opened the window. Samantha usually sunbathed with her eyes closed, but something must have set off her inner alarm system, because she opened her eyes and saw me standing at my window with my binoculars. She sat up on her float and said, "Enjoying the view, Mr. H? Damn. Now what should I do? I couldn't just retreat; she had obviously caught me in the act of being a voyeur. "Hi, Sam! And yes, I AM enjoying the view. You've grown up so much." "Why don't you come join me, Mr. H? It's such a beautiful day for tanning, don't you think?" Yeah, I thought. That's all I need. But that still seemed like the best way to defuse what could be a really bad situation, if she told her parents about me watching her like that. So I put on a pair of swim trunks and went out to the yard. Sam had slipped off of the float and had her arms up on the side of the pool, waiting for me. "C'mon, Mr. H, get in. I've been wondering when you might want to swim with me!" "You have?," I said, wondering if I really had the nerve to get in this super-small pool with her. "Sure, Mr. H. My folks have talked about how sad you've been since your girlfriend left, and I've always thought you were cute!" So they had noticed my depression since Janet had taken a new job 8 states away and had used that as a good reason to end our almost-3-year relationship. I climbed the pool ladder and slid into the water. "No fair, Mr. H you have your bathing suit on!" She let go of the side of the pool and turned towards me, her built-in flotation equipment close enough to touch. "Well, Sam...," I began, bargaining for time to think more about this. She didn't give me the time. She ducked underwater and pulled my trunks down, slid them down my legs and off, then re-surfaced and hung them beside her bikini on the side of the pool. "There, that's more better!," she said. "Now I want you to show me what you used to do to Janet that made her sound so happy. I used to hear you guys at night when I was reading in bed, and it sounded like you must have made her feel REALLY good!" No way, I thought. Absolutely NO WAY was I going to let Sam seduce me like this. Then she took my cock in her hand, pressed her tits against my chest, and kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth almost immediately. She was so very much 15-going-on-25. Well, OK. If that's the way she wants to play, I'll show her what turned Janet on so much. I maneuvered her to the side ladder, picked her up, and sat her down on the top step. I spread her legs over my shoulders and proceeded to see just how good a teenage pussy could taste. My fingers spread her labia wide, and I inhaled her clit, sucking it into my mouth and stroking it with my tongue. "OH, MR. H, that's effing incredible!!," Sam said, grabbing her own nipples to squeeze them. "Don't stop, please don't stop!" I didn't, until she came shortly after I had slid a finger inside her wetness, turning it upwards to find her g-spot. And did she come ... her hips thrust her pussy harder against my mouth and hand, and when her groan started to turn into a scream, I put my other hand over her mouth. "Hush, Sam, we sure as hell don't need an audience!," I warned her. "Oh, Mr. H, that was .... that was ... Ohmygod." She was panting. "No wonder Janet sounded so happy. Then I bet she took care of you, too, right?" "C'mon, Mr. H, sit on the float!" She pulled the float over to us. I climbed up on it and sat down, my legs in the water. Sam put one hand on the float and the other on my cock as she guided it into her mouth. I don't know who she had been practicing on, but this couldn't have been the first time she had done fellatio. I was already hard (no miracle there, having just been super-hot from having her clit in my mouth), and she very quickly replaced the coolness of the pool water with the warmth of her tongue and mouth. Once she had my cock in her mouth, her free hand stroked my balls while her head bobbed back and forth on my shaft. I don't even need to tell you. I came so hard and fast that it surprised both of us as a week or so of accumulated semen spurted into her mouth. She gagged, but recovered quickly, then pulled me into the water with her to kiss me again, rubbing her pussy against my still-jerking cock as her nipples drilled into my chest. And that's how it began. Your comments are always appreciated. Xsxs-musicman@usa.net <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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