Sandy

“I left some money in the drawer and don’t forget to take your medicine,” said my mother before getting into the car.

“I promise. You guys have fun,” I said ending in a yet another fake cough.

My father looked at me and said, “Are you sure you will be okay? We can stay if you want us to?”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Get going you two and say hi to Richard and Emma.”

I watched the car drive down the street and as it turned the corner I ran back into the house. “Yes!” I shouted to no one as the door slammed shut behind me.

Alone at last and a weekend of fucking, which was what I had been looking forward to. It had taken some acting but finally, my parents had gone to visit my uncle and his wife and had left me behind.

I picked up the phone and dialed Brandon’s number.

“Yeah?”

“Baby, they're gone! When can you get here?”

My boyfriend laughed and said, “I’ll be there in a minute or two. I'm already on my way.”

I hung up and checked myself in the mirror in the hallway. Shorts, T-shirt, sandals and little makeup, just the way he liked it. We had been dating for a few months but never had the chance to actually fuck and this was the weekend we were going to do it. I was so horny I could have fucked a banana if I had one.

Being sixteen was not easy, on one side you were almost grown up but then on the other, you were still a kid. My parents watched over me like hawks, especially since I had started dating Brandon. It was a strict nine to five relationship which meant we never spent the night together. Only meeting at my place or his was taking its toll, we wanted to be alone and explore but that had been impossible, until now.

I opened the door and waited outside in the sun. It was a warm day in early June and the neighborhood was full of activity. Being a Friday afternoon, people came home early from work and kids were playing in the gardens and on the street.

As I sat on the little bench on our porch, I saw Mr. Brown park his car in the driveway next to ours. He got out and grabbed two bags of groceries out of the back.

“Hi, Sandy,” he called.

“Hi, Mr. Brown,” I said, adding a cough. He and my parents were tight and I didn’t want him to squeal on me.

“What are you doing outside?”

“I.. I.. I’m getting some fresh air.”

He began to walk to his door but stopped half way. Turning around he said, “Are you sick?”

“Just the flu, nothing to worry about.”

“And your parents?”

“Gone to see my uncle.”

“Mm, okay, you better stay inside.”

“Yeah, I’ll go back in a minute.”

C’mon, go inside I told him in my mind. I didn’t want him to see Brandon arrive on his bike.

At that moment my phone rang and it was Brandon.

“Hey, I’m waiting for you, where are you?” I said.

“Honey, I am so sorry, I had an accident.”

“What, where, are you okay?” I stood up and began pacing on the porch.

“Yeah, I’m okay, I guess. I twisted my ankle and the bike is fucked, but other than that I’m fine.”

“Oh, I'm so sorry, baby.”

“Thanks, but, I won’t be able to make it to your place.”

My heart sunk and I almost dropped the phone. “Is it that bad?”

“Yeah, my parents are taking me to the hospital to get my ankle x-rayed.”

“I’m so sorry, baby. Call me when you are home again.”

Back inside I threw the phone at the sofa and screamed as loud as I could. It wasn’t fair, I was ready to have sex, I wanted to have sex, but most of all I needed sex. What the fuck was I supposed to do now?

My first thought was to go upstairs and play with myself, but that would only ease the suffering but not take it away. I normally masturbated at least five times a week, sometimes more. I realized that I needed a guy, a cock, something to fill me up but the guys at school were too immature, I needed someone older with more experience.

When I had gone to the hardware store with my dad was when I met Brandon. He was twenty and when our eyes met there was an immediate connection. Without my dad seeing, I had slipped him my phone number and he had called the same evening.

Instead of playing with myself I decided to do the next best thing. Go for a long swim in the pool.

Since I was alone I only put on the bikini bottoms and when I dove into the cool water my nipples hardened. Trying to keep my mind from sex I swam until my shoulders, arms and legs couldn’t take it any longer.

Panting I got out and lay down on one of the sunbeds letting the sun dry my skin. The swim hadn’t helped one bit I realized as my hand slowly moved down my boobs, and tummy until it reached my pussy. I could feel the heat from it through the fabric and when I slid my fingers inside I was not only wet from the pool but also from being horny.

I let my fingers dance over my clit until it was nice and hard then I began to finger fuck myself, two fingers. I had lost my virginity with the proverbial banana a year previously so I could shove my fingers deep inside. Pressing my palm against my clit I fucked myself until I came, making soft purring sounds and a few gasps.

As I lay in post-orgasmic bliss, I heard something behind me and I turned around.

A head disappeared over the wooden fence and I heard someone swear. Mr. Brown had been watching me.

Mr Brown

I was on a little ladder in my backyard, trimming branches, when I heard someone in the pool next door. I thought Sandy was supposed to be inside the house nursing her flu. At first, I decided to let it go and then I could clearly hear activity on their sunbeds so I took my ladder over to see who it was.

I had barely stuck my head up when I saw Sandy, naked, and obviously masturbating. I froze at first and just stared but then I ducked down. That was very sexy, I thought. I just hoped she hadn’t seen or heard me but I was so taken by the sight, I wasn’t very careful. It was such an automatic turn on that I lost it getting down from the ladder. I guess fifty-year-old peeping tom needs to move more slowly.

I was actually surprised in a way. My libido seemed to have sunken to new lows the last six months. The turning point was when my wife and I were at a New Year’s Eve Party, whooping it up with everybody else, dancing with each other’s spouses, and toasting the New Year with champagne. With the streamers all over the place and wearing crazy hats, we all moved out to the long balcony overlooking the river and watched lots and lots of fireworks.

At some point, when I began to feel like they should have stopped twenty minutes ago, I found our hostess, “Have you seen my wife?”

“No, maybe she is down at the other end.” Looking back I realized that she knew but was hoping to stall me. When I responded, “I don’t think so,” she looked chagrined as I headed into the living room.

No one was there or in the kitchen but I could hear something going on in the guest bathroom. I was paralyzed as I listened to moaning and thumping with muffled cries. Surprisingly, I didn’t bang on the door with my own screams but sat down in a nearby chair to wait for them to come out.

When they did, I just got up, grabbed my coat and said, “Find your own way if you're coming home. Maybe we can talk tomorrow while we are nursing hangovers.”

To make the proverbial long story short, they had been having an affair for months. It made me feel pretty stupid that I hadn’t seen the signs but I became heartbroken when my wife said that she wanted a divorce. It was the same old reasons, less and less communication and attention, an almost complete absence of a sex life and other clichés.

So when I saw Sandy naked it stirred me. I realized, maybe I did have some regular sexual feelings after all. I didn’t plan to sneak looks at her over the fence. In fact, I wasn’t going to pursue that teenager at all, her parents and I were good friends.

I did, however, after dark, decide to surf a little porn to see what kind would move me at all. Well, I shocked myself when I was drawn to the teen females, with older men or with older women. For the first time in many, many weeks I was getting a hard on.

Later, I felt guilty and when the embarrassment kept me from jacking off, I wondered if I had become some sort of child predator. I went to sleep feeling terrible about myself but the next morning I was feeling better. I even occurred to me that I should go check next door to see how Sandy was feeling and if she needed me to run to the drug store for her. Maybe seeing her dressed and acting as a normal teen girl would cure me.

Sandy

I was having breakfast when the doorbell rang. Maybe it was Brandon who had managed to come over? I prayed it was him while walking over to see who it was.

When I looked through the security hole I was disappointed. Mr. Brown stood outside in his plaid shirt, jeans and he was sweating profusely.

I realised I wasn’t really dressed to meet people as I was still in my panties and tank top.

When I opened the door and hid behind it I asked, “Yes?”

“Oh, good morning Sandy, I was wondering if you were feeling any better?”

I wasn’t sure what he was going on about and then I remembered that I had told him I had the flu.

“Much better, thank you for asking.”

A draft went through the house and the door opened more than I wanted. When I saw his eyes open and jaw drop, I realized he had seen my body.

I have no clue what came over me but I figured I could have some fun with him. Since I didn’t want him snooping around I decided to scare him off. Cocking my hip and running my hand through my hair, I said, “So, Mr. Brown, you look good. Have you been working out?”

His eyes were fixed on my boobs and I knew he could clearly see my hard nipples pressing against the thin material.

“No...no. I haven’t.”

I stepped out and put my hand on his arm and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m sure you have.”

His face went red and he quickly turned around and walked down the steps to his car.

“Come back and see me soon, Mr. Brown.”

He turned and when he did I gave him a little wave using only my fingers.

While doing the dishes I wondered how Mr. Brown managed his sex life now that he was single. Maybe he dated women from the net or went to bars? I hadn’t seen him with a woman since he and his wife had broken up. He must be jerking off a lot, poor thing. In that instant an image of the older man formed in my head. He was lying on his bed and frantically stroking his old man cock. What did he think about when he did it, me?

A smile grew on my face and I had a wonderful thought. Since Brandon was out of commission for at least a week or so and I needed cock, maybe Mr. Brown could help me out. I was sure I could seduce him and that he was a close friend to my parents didn’t enter the equation. The question was, how to do it?

It needed to happen fast since my parents would be back the following evening. I got on my computer and began to read forums for older men who liked younger women and a plan slowly formed in my head.

Mr Brown

Holy crap, now what have I gotten myself into? Seeing Sandy up close and personal, not nude, but almost, caused me to lose all my reserve. I knew I was stuttering as I looked at her breasts and as I stumbled down the steps to my car, I was blushing. What was I thinking, going over there?

Later, after I settled down a bit, I realized I had gotten just what I wanted: another look at that sexy little neighbor. The problem was, it seemed that I couldn’t handle her, being so willing to be seen by me had thrown me off.

Thinking these lecherous and perverted thoughts, while sipping cold gin, I fell asleep in the sun. When I woke up it took a few minutes to realize where I was. Then I stood up and walked around the side of my house to ponder over Sandy.

It was then that I saw one of their lights on upstairs. I could detect movement in the lights and shadow and realized I was seeing into Sandy’s bedroom. Without another thought, I hurried upstairs and into our guest room, the windows of which faced her room.

I didn’t turn on the light because I didn’t want her to know I could see her. Looking across I realized she was dancing and this time she was wearing less than she had on when I went to her door. I could actually hear the sound and she was listening to very sensuous club music. The way she twirled and flung her hair, it was almost as if she were performing just for me.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I was mesmerized. She slowly dropped her lacy lingerie top and stepped out of her bottoms. She was completely naked just twenty feet away from me. It was as if I could reach out and touch her. She fondled her boobs and ran her hands up and down her flat stomach, her fingers often entering her soft, lush bush. I could see the sweat on her body as she danced and danced without a single stitch of clothing.

Without thinking, I pulled down my track pants and reached for my cock, which was already hard as stone. The more I watched, the more turned on I became, until I suddenly erupted and came all over the window. Collapsing to my knees, the realization hit me, I had masturbated while watched my teenage neighbor in her own bedroom.

The strange thing was that it seemed like a turning point. When I recovered enough to stand, I got up and said to myself, “Fuck it. I am over here thinking my thoughts and doing my thing. Neither Sandy nor her parents see me or can read my mind. I can do just what I want privately.”

Sandy

As the music ended I bent down and turned off the iPod and then walked over to the window. I couldn’t see if he was watching me or not but I had put the music on high enough hoping it would attract him.

The sun was setting behind his house and as sweat ran down my body I decided it was time to knock on Mr. Brown’s door. If he had seen me he would be more than ready, if not I had a backup plan.

I put on the tightest shorts I had and a cut-off T-shirt that was so short the bottom of my boobs showed.

It took him a few minutes to open and when he did his face was blushing and he looked like he had exercised.

“Yes?” he said, eyes running all over me.

He only wore his boxer shorts and nothing else. For his age, he had a good body and when I leaned in and put my hand against his chest it was moist from perspiration.

“Mr. Brown, have you been working out?”

“Mm, yeah, I guess I did.”

My gaze went from his eyes down to his chest until it reached his shorts. I thought I saw his cock poke against the fabric. Looking up at him again I said in my little girl’s voice. “Could I borrow some sugar?”

He swallowed hard and then stepped away from the door. “Sure, c’mon in, Sandy.”

Since all the houses on the street had the same layout I knew where the kitchen was and walked in that direction making sure I put the right swing to my hips.

When I reached it I stopped and asked, “Where do you keep it?”

He was standing behind me, so close I could feel the heat from his body.

“There, that cupboard.”

I walked over to it and stood on my toes as I reached for the package. I could feel his eyes burning into me as he took in my tight ass and long legs.

Turning around I let my arms hung along my sides and my mouth slightly open.

“Mr. Brown, I was wondering if you could help me with something, apart from lending me the sugar.”

He stood still just looking at me and I noted that his cock had grown harder in his shorts and he was now sporting a proper hard on.

I licked my lip and then slowly pointed at his cock. “Can I have some of that?”

Mr Brown

When I opened the door and found Sandy there in a scanty outfit, things began to blur. I am pretty sure she said she wanted to borrow a cup of sugar but could that be true? Nobody does that, do they? I do recall her reaching for my cock and dropping to her knees in front of me in the kitchen. After that, all that I can remember is a feeling of complete submission to her mouth. There were soft warm lips engulfing me and gently sucking on me making me harder than ever.

At one point, when I felt like it was almost impossible to keep from coming, I reached down to pull her up but she held on to me, took her mouth off and said “No, no, no, first this. It’s just a starter. Then a climax hit me and she kept sucking and swallowing until I also dropped to my knees.

I kissed her and tasted myself on her lips. She was ravenous and she sucked on my mouth while feeling my ass and chest.  I lifted her up and carried her into the living room and set her down on the carpet on all fours.

I felt her pussy from behind and it was dripping wet. I pushed her down and reached for one of her arms and placed her hand on her pussy so she would rub it while I used her juice to lubricate her ass. When I stuck in a thumb, she was open and pushed back in anticipation. I actually wanted both places but her ass was so gorgeous that I could not resist taking her anally.

It was over much too soon. Thinking about her rubbing her pussy and feeling the tightness of her ass, I was unable to hold back. When I came it was a big load, it must have triggered her orgasm because she shrieked and shook all over.

She collapsed on the floor with me on her back and I tried to lift myself up a bit because I didn’t want to crush her. We lay there, trying to calm our breathing until I rolled off next to her.

“That was unbelievable, Sandy. You have such a sexy body and an enthusiasm that I love. Let's try a few more thing, please.”

“ Not, not now, I need to be home if my parents call, but I want us to keep doing this. Please say I can come back very soon.”

Sandy

Mr. Brown had fucked my ass, I couldn’t believe it. After finally getting some cock I was still a virgin. Why hadn’t he taken me in my pussy, I wondered?

Getting up from the floor my anus hurt a little but I was still horny from the experience.

I quickly kissed him on the mouth and left him standing in the living room with his cock out. I needed to get back to my house before my parents called.

I had just closed the door when the phone rang in the kitchen. Even though I had a mobile, my parents would check that I was home by calling the land line. I guess they didn’t trust me very much. I wonder why I thought, laughing to myself.

“Yeah”? I said.

“Honey, it’s me, Mommy. Are you okay?”

“Sure, everything is fine.”

“You sound out of breath.”

“I was swimming. How are you guys?”

“Should you be doing that with a cold? You know that you can call on Mr. Brown if you need anything, he is such a sweet man.”

“Uh huh, sure. I got to go, talk to you later.”

Such a sweet man? If they only knew what a horny old goat he was and that I was getting some of his cock.

I ran back to his house and he must have been watching from the window because he opened the door as soon as I went up the steps.

I pushed my way past him and when he closed the door I turned.

“What the fuck was that?” I said.

“What?”

“You, fucking my ass.”

“Oh, yeah, about that, I am so sorry but I couldn’t help myself. It’s so perfect, just like a ripe peach.”

“Mm, okay, well, I need you to fuck me like a man, in my pussy.”

I guess he hadn’t expected that response because his jaw dropped and he just stared at me.

“C’mon, hurry,” I said and grabbed his hand and lead him to the living room.

“Here is good, right on the sofa.” I took off my clothes and leaned forward so my chest was against the backrest and my ass in the air.

Turning around I continued, “Don’t just stand there, fuck me, you old goat.”

He fumbled with his pants which he had put on again but when they dropped I let go of a sigh. He was hard and ready.

Mr. Brown grabbed my hips and I reached between my legs so I could guide him to my soft spot. I didn’t want him to make any detours for my ass again.

“Ah, yes, fuck, you feel good,” he moaned as he entered me.

“Yeah, you like that tight teen pussy, do you?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” he gasped when he began to fuck me.

The deep and hard thrusts made me moan loudly and I pressed myself against him. His cock filled me up just the way I had imagined it would. He reached for my boobs so I used my hands as support so he could fondle them and twist their nipples which I loved.

As he continued to fuck me even harder my first orgasm began to make itself known. Starting deep inside my pussy, it grew by the second. His shaft pumping in and out together with his wrinkly fingers on my boobs were driving me mad with desire.

“C’mon, you old fuck, give it to me, fuck me harder!”

“Oh god, I am so close, so close now.”

“Good, I want you to come inside me, squirt your cum deep inside my pussy,” I gasped and my body tensed when my orgasm began to flow out from my core.

“You little bitch, here you go, take it, take it,” he breathed in my ear as he filled my pussy with his cum.

Mr Brown

So, there I was, on my back after pushing Sandy’s ass down and rolling off her. “My god, girl you are going to kill me,” which made her laugh. “But what a way to go. Not, that I am complaining but why did you run back over here so soon?”

“Well, first of all, the phone was ringing when I ran into our house. My mother even told me you were such a sweet man,” she giggled.

“What are you laughing about, I am sweet,” this time, he chuckled. “What’s your second reason?”

“You had only fucked me in my ass. I want you to know that I have been waiting forever to have a cock in my pussy so I had to return and get it for the first time.”

“Wait, what, you were a virgin?”

“If that is what you want to call it. I have been masturbating with my fingers and sometimes a banana but I had never had a cock.”

“Wow. A virgin! That is a first for me. You must have a natural talent, though. It was incredible. I can’t imagine anybody better than you.”

She responded, “You are pretty good yourself, you old goat“ and really laughed this time. “In fact, I hope to visit you over here every chance I get. What d’you think about that?”

“Whew, I really want that but I may have to get some new vitamins and start a new fitness program to keep up with you.”

She jumped up, quickly dressed, and announced, “Well, get with it, my very own horny old goat, because I am making it my mission to wear you out.”

As she made it to the front door, I called after her “I’ll be right here,” as I thought, maybe even on the floor where you left me.

Sandy

Later, when I was getting ready for bed my phone rang and when I picked it up, I saw it was Brandon calling me.

“Hi, baby,” I purred.

“Hey, good news, I think I will be able to hobble over to your place tomorrow.”

Shit, I thought. I had planned to go over to Mr. Brown in the morning for a third round of fucking.

“Okay, but could you make it in the afternoon, I have a few things to do around the house in the morning?”

“Sure, no problem, see you then.

I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. I must be the luckiest teenage girl in the neighborhood. I had two cocks to fuck me, one old and one young, life was pretty good.