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Subject: MY SIXTEEN YEAR OLD NEIGHBOR

This is a nearly true story about myself and the 16 year old
daughter of a neighbour.

I had agreed some while ago to allow Jane (the neighbour's
daughter) to use the word processor on my computer.  I had said
yes in a rash moment not expecting her to take me up on it.  So
you can imagine my surprise when Jane turned up the other evening
about 6:30pm with a bundle of papers under her arm, and a shy
expression to say was it OK for her to use the WP?  Now lets get
one thing straight I had not invited her round with a mind to get
my leg over, as she was not what you would can a cracker.  Quite
pretty and nice and slim, but my intentions were honourable, or
at least they were to start with!

She was wearing a thin flowery blouse, a mid length gypsy type
skirt and a pair of robin hood style boots.  Thinking about it
now I realise that she looked GOOD, though I doubt that she knew
it.  Me? I was in a tatty pair of jeans with a zipper that does
not work properly and a tee shirt.

Being the good host I offered her a cup of coffee which she
accepted and I then showed her to the computer.  For reasons of
space in my small house the machine lived in my bedroom.  Jane
knew the basics of computers so I left her to the word-processing
and went and finished the chores that I had been doing when Jane
arrived.

About half an hour later having had a pee I went up to offer Jane
another coffee or a can of larger or something, and to see how
she was coping with the unfamiliar word processor.  She said she
could not have a beer as her parents did not approve, strange as
her father is in the pub most nights of the week, I said that I
would not tell if she didn't.  I know it's all a bit childish but
her response was to giggle a little the way only 16 year old
'virgins' can and accept the offer of a can.

By the time she was half way down her can she needed to have a
pee as well so I directed her in the right direction and sat in
the bedroom/office.  When she can back I noticed she had undone
one of the buttons to her blouse, giving me a slightly better
look at her barely perceptible cleavage.  At this point I had to
lean over her as she had got into a muddle and needed sorting
out.  She certainly got that!  I could not help but notice that
she no longer had a bra on though I was certain she had been
wearing one when she arrived.  My slightly drunk tool started to
sit up and take notice, as well he might.  What would you have
done under the circumstances?, ignore it or say something.  Well
I said something, 'The way you have taken your bra off anyone
would think you wanted me to look at your breasts' I know not
very tactful but I thought I was only asking a question and not
flirting.

She looked up and said 'would you like to see all of them?'.  I
moved slightly closer and asked if she knew what she was doing
and was she prepared to take the consequences, she nodded and
undid the buttons to her blouse.  There were two small pert tits,
with small slightly erect nipples.  I stood there flabbergasted,
the last time I saw a pair of 16 year old tits was when I was 17,
and my then girl-friend was teasing me.  I turned her chair round
with the sound of the blood rushing in my ears, and just looked.

She giggled as her nipples started to firm up, and said it felt
funny having me look at her.  'Nice funny' I asked, she nodded
and her tits jiggled a little.  By now my tool was fairly well
awake and getting ready to do battle,and as the flies on my jeans
weren't so good was starting to peep out of them.  She noticed
and asked what was wrong, I said that I was OK just a bit excited
that was all.  I reached out my right hand and started to stroke
her nipple, she started to reach out to touch my manhood starting
to peak out of my jeans, but stopped.  Jane looked up at me and
said "I know it's wrong but can I look at it please, I promise I
won't tell",  bless her I thought, as I said that every thing we
had done was not exactly right, but not wrong either and that
what we did was our business and secret so we could do what ever
she liked.  

At this she reached out and just touched the tip through my
underpants.  The brought her hand back.  I thought what the hell
and took my jeans and underpants off.  Jane's eyes when wide with
amazement, awe, lust, or horror when she saw my prick at what was
now about 80% stretch.  Her hand slowly, oh so slowly, reached
out to me and touched my prick, I almost died, it felt so good
her warm slightly damp hand gently stroking me.  I had returned
to gently massaging her tits.  I noticed that as I worked on each
nipple she would be a little braver with the rubbing but when I
ignored them she became more shy.  I started rubbing her nipples
in ernest now as I realised it was turning her on strong.  She
got bolder and by now had worked out, more or less, how to wank a
man so much so I had to stop her before she brought matter to a
head, so to speak, too soon.

I suggested that we should take all our cloths off, if we
intended to carry on as we were. Jane went all shy, though still
holding on to my no very erect tool, and said only if I did not
watch until she said.  I agreed and turned round.  When I was
told it was OK to look Jane had got onto the bed, and all I could
see was her delightful rear.  I climbed onto the bed with her and
started to reach under her for a nipple with one hand and rub a
buttock at the same time.  She rolled over slightly to allow me
access to her nipple, causing me to get a look at her and my hand
to sip down into the fold of her arse.  I kept up the gently
massage at both ends and Jane started to rock her hips back and
forth against my hand, which by now had got to the portals of her
heaven.

As her thrusting got stronger my fingers got deeper into her
snatch.  At this point she had rolled over so much that I had a
full view of her snatch from the front but my hand was still
under her gaining entry from the rear.  I changed position so
that I could kiss her nipples and still finger her efficiently. 
This meant that she could get her hands back on my tool, and
started to wank me with much apparent enthusiasm.  I synchronised
my finger fuck with her wanking, and she soon got that hang of
guiding my tempo for her pleasure.  I was by now thinking hard of
anything but fucking this glorious nymphet, just to stop me from
cumming everywhere.  All of a sudden she let go of my prick and
grabbed my head and thrust on to my hand so hard that two of my
fingers slipped up into her, and my thumb rubbed very hard on her
clit.  And so Jane came at the hands of a man for the first time.

By the time she had regained her composure it was time she was
getting dressed to go home, I think it is fair to say that
neither of use wanted to part.  I promised that I would be home
the next night at 6:30 Pm if she 'needed to continue her home
work'.  She said that she would be back, and winked as she left. 
I could not wait.



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The next evening at exactly 6:30 Jane was on my doorstep, she did
not even have to ring the bell I had the door open before she got
that far.  She was radiant, wearing standard school clothes, but
glowing somehow, the first thing she said was could she use the
bathroom?  I was not expecting the vision that emerged a few
seconds later, short skirt and tight skimpy top no bra nipples
sticking out hard, and as she turned slowly round I was sure she
had no knickers on.  "I told my mum I was going to see a
girl-friend and would not be back 'till 11, that means we've got
4 hours.  What shall we do?"

I did not need asking twice, I had the evening mapped out
already.  We went upstairs to the bedroom and kissed.  She had
had some practice some where, not expert level but for a 16 year
old very good.  I felt her bum, and no knickers!, just cool bare
flesh.  I was lost and beyond redemption.  I had an instant
hard-on.  She must have noticed, as she put her hand down the
front of my jogging pants to find I had also not bothered to
dress fully.  By now I had my hand between the cheeks of her bum,
and was working my way round.  When she suddenly knelt down in
front of my rearing cock, looked up at me and said "one of my
fiends told me her brother made her do this to him.  Can I do it
to you?".  Y-y-y-es I stammered, as my tool slowly vanished into
her mouth, her hot sweet mouth.  I rested my hands on her head
and slowly I screwed her mouth.

I was just on the verge of cumming when I forced my self to
withdraw and look at her.  The sight was nearly my undoing,  tits
pert and alert with nipples hard, a slight sweat on them.  Belly
flat (why do only 16 year old virgins have belly's that flat and
smooth?) with a slight hint of a gentle fuzz .  She had somehow
stripped with out me noticing.  I made her lie down on the bed
and knelt between her slim strong thighs.  I lowered my head to
her sweet honey pot, which was damp and humid with a musky sent
that very few women keep long after they reach puberty.  I slowly
kissed her outer lips and then gently pushed my tongue between
then to tickle the most delicate folds of her inner lips.  They
seemed so small that I could only just get my tongue in.  I
licked gently in time with her moans.  This girl was asking for
it, so I decided that if that was what she wanted then that was
what she would get.  I kept working on her clit until she was on
the verge of a tumultuous orgasm, and then let her down a bit
only to work her up again with my fingers in her tight quim. 

I was about to go berserk from lust, my dick was harder than it
had ever been before.  How I controlled myself I'll never know,
but with the utmost control I very slowly repositioned so the
head of my prick was just rubbing against the outer portals to
heaven.  Jane looked at me with an expression composed of fear
and lust.  "Do you want me to?" I asked.  Oh God make her say yes
my mind cried.  I would have stopped if she had said no, though I
might have gone mad.  Jane just looked at me and whispered yes 
please, but don't hurt me, I'm scared, but I do want to.

Slowly.  Oh so slowly I gently pushed against her heaving,
throbbing cunt.  She was so wet and slippery that I slowly gained
entry, until I had the head of my prick just inside her inner
lips.  She then started thrusting hard, I gently rubbed her clit
and pushed a bit more, and I felt her maidenhead give slightly
and stretch, and I was in.  I slowly slide further in until my
balls were rubbing against her wet slippery arse.  We stayed like
that for a few seconds I relishing in the feel of her tight warm
slippery cunt, she fascinated by the feeling of my erect cock
inside her, where only her (or, as I was to find later, her
friends) fingers had been.  I started slowly to pulse my cock
inside her and she giggled, "try to grip me with your cunt, in
time with me" I said.  Jane concentrated hard and slowly started
milking me with her cunt muscles.  We were now very wet and
slippery and I could not hold back any longer, so I started to
slowly ride in and out, kissing her face and neck and feeling her
arse cheeks with one hand and a nipple with the other.  She got
that hand of thrusting with me and as the tempo rose she managed
to field some of my more off synch thrusts like a natural.

By now we were well into it.  We fucked firmly, she was too tight
to go too fast or hard, I could feel the tide rising in my balls
and the need for release grow stronger.  She lifted her legs, as
if she could hear me thinking, and I started to thrust into her
with all my might.  Just as I was about to blow my load into her
tight hole, she rolled her head back and started to gasp and pant
and moan, just like you read in all the books.  I could hold back
no longer I lunged into her twice, hard, and then holding her
hips tight I pushed once more and fountianed my load into her. 
Jane threw her head back onto the bed and wailing in ecstasy.

We were sweating and panting for minutes after, just lying in
each others arms, whispering word of love (or should that be
lust) in each others ears.  We then fell asleep in each others
arms, until she awoke with a start to tell me that it was 10:30
and she had to go home.  It was with great regret that I had to
let her go.  "When can you come (cum) again?" I asked.  I've got
to go away with my parents for a few days was the dreaded reply,
but I'll be back next week.  Can I bring.............


To Be Continued......................






