It had been a long day at the accounting firm where I work, and all I really wanted to do was go home, grab a beer, jump in the hot tub and relax. That, however, was not to be.
As I drove up the street towards my home, I noticed a police cruiser sitting in front of the neighbors’ house
"Great" I muttered as I rolled my eyes. The neighbors’, to put it lightly, were nut jobs. Every other week or so we had a visit from the city's finest to solve some sort of dispute. Lord knows what it was this time. Putting it out of my mind, I parked the car in the garage, got out and commenced with my plan for relaxation. I had the house to myself since my wife and two daughters were at the spa for a few days. What could you possibly do at a spa for more than a day, but whatever it was, it gave me some time to myself, and for that I was thankful.
As I passed through the kitchen on my way to the hot tub, I grab the last bit of salvation, a nice cold beer. Finally, relax time.
After a sufficient amount of time soaking, I returned to the house and changed into a pair of khaki shorts and white t-shirt, then went back to the kitchen to prepare myself some dinner. I had just set the frying pan on the stove, intent on making myself an omelet, when the doorbell rang. Muttering a curse, I went to the door. Standing on the other side of the door were my crazy neighbors, and their 16 year-old daughter Karla.
"Hey guys," I said smiling "What's up?
"Hey Craig" replied Mark, the husband, “You obviously saw the cruiser, and you probably know we had a fight." He fidgeted as he talked. " Well, it was advised to us that maybe a bit of time away together would help us through this latest fight, so..." he trailed off
"We were wondering if you’d mind having Karla stay over just for a few days...” Sandra, the wife, had cut in.
I pondered this predicament for a minute, looking into the pleading faces of Sandra and Mark.
"Sure you guys, I can help you out." I replied. Both of their faces lit up, you could tell that they were happy, Karla, however, looked less then enthused.
Mark ran back to where they had parked their car, ready to depart, and grabbed Karla's bag, as he did I ushered the women into the house to wait.
“Karla, feel free to help yourself to anything, there’s pop in the fridge.” She muttered a ‘thanks’ as she sulked off towards the kitchen. Karla had played with my daughter when they were younger, so she knew generally where everything was.
“Mark, you really don’t know how much this means,” Sandra gushed as soon as Karla was out of earshot, “I really think this time will be different, we’ll be able to work things out!”
“Well I hope you do, and I don’t mind having her at all, she’s always been a good kid.”
Just then, Mark appeared in the doorway with a duffel bag which I presumed held Karla’s belongings. After saying goodbye to me and to their daughter, the couple finally left, and Karla and I were left in an awkward silence.
“So, like I said, help your self to anything, if you brought a suit, go ahead and use the hot tub, and if not, I’m sure one of the girls has one that will fit.” I was trying so hard to draw a few words from this disgruntled teenager, who looked like she’d rather be any place then here. So instead of torture the poor kid, I showed her to the TV room, and left her to her own devices. And I went to my office to file my bills, and check my email.
About an hour late, I wandered back to the kitchen to get some meat out for dinner, and as I passed by the den where I had left Karla, noticed the young girl passed out on the couch, with the upper half of her body dangling off the couch. I went into the room, grabbed the remote, and turned off the TV, then I turned my attention on Karla, I figured id make her comfortable so that when she woke up her back wouldn’t ache like an old-timer. I leaned down to pull her up and I couldn’t help but notice two small rosebuds poking through her shirt. What ever she was dreaming of, it was a good one, I chuckled to myself. I gently grabbed her sides and pulled her back up, so she was lying with her whole body on the couch. It was at that moment that I had the strongest urge reach down and pinch one of her little nipples. At 16 years old, she was fairly developed, so it wasn’t a nipple on a flat chest. The breast behind it was plump and round. The flimsy material of her white tank top barely concealed the pinkness of her protruding nipple.
I held my breath, and gently reached out two fingers, grazing over top of her breast. She barely stirred, gaining a little more courage, I instead used my thumb and index finger to pinch her nipple, and this time I included both breasts in my touching. This time, as I pinched her nipples, Karla stirred in her sleep, rolling flat onto her back, one arm raised over her head, the other resting a little farther south. She must have been having an erotic dream, because as I pinched her protruding nipples, her hand gently moved in circles across her crotch. Again I chuckled to myself. By this time, I had managed to work up enough courage to gently massage the wonderful breasts under my hands. Karla let a small moan escape her lips, I froze, fearing her reaction if she woke up. But again I was relieved when she just shifted in her sleep. As she readjusted herself, she removed her hand from the front of her shorts. I looked down to the front of my own shorts, and saw what could be expected; I had a raging hard on, trying desperately to get free. I needed to do something, either I could stop taking advantage of a sleeping girl, and go deal with myself, or I could maybe work my way down to her shorts, and give myself something to fantasize later. I went with option B. I took one hand from her breasts and gently slid it down the front of her shorts, feeling the warmth of her pussy through her shorts. I imitated what she had been doing to herself, by lightly rubbing in circles, but soon this wasn’t enough, and I knew that my penis was really taking over my brain. I took my hand and slid it under the waistband of her shorts, only to find the young girl was not wearing any panties. My excitement rose. I inched my fingers lower and lower until I could feel the top of a warm clitoris. I smiled to myself. I gently rubbed her clit, and as I did Karla stirred a bit more then she had previously. I was trying very hard to not wake her up. I slid my hand further, letting a finger slip into her slit, which was very moist and very warm.
I must have been really immersed in what I was doing to the young girl, because I didn’t notice that Karla was no longer breathing deeply in her sleep, or that she had opened her eyes, it wasn’t until she innocently grabbed my hand and pushed the finger I had been using to rub her, deeper into her pussy. In my surprise i tried to pull back, but she had a firm grip on my wrist.
“Karla, oh my god, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me, I really …”
“Craig, calm down. I’ve been awake for a while, if I was freaked out, or didn’t enjoy it I would have screamed, right?” she said
“Ya, ya I guess…” I conceded, still feeling immensely guilty.
“So are you going to get rid of your shorts so I can return the favour or what?” She smiled innocently, I just stared in shock.
“Wha, what?” I studdered
“Come here silly” she said, sitting up right, grabbing my shorts. She looked up at me and smilled, and then undid my shorts and pulled them down. Since I had just grabbed the shorts to put on when the door had run, I, like Karla wasn’t wearing anything underneath. By rock hard cock sprang out.
“Ooohh, look at this beast,” she said “God Craig, it’s huge, I can’t wait to taste it!” I just groaned at the thought of having her young hot mouth around my cock. She leaned in, and flicked the head with her tongue, gently swirling it around the top of my shaft. She slowly started to take it in her mouth, her lips sealed tightly around me. She worked her way lower and lower, taking more and more of it in her mouth; she also had a hand on my sack, caressing my balls in her hand. I was in heaven. She continued bobbing her head up and down, I couldn’t help but put my hands on her head and help her take my cock into her throat.
I had a good grip on her head and was thrusting pretty hard , when I felt my balls start to tighten, and I knew it wouldn’t be too much longer before this pretty girl got a nice mouthful of my cum. Moaning, I pumped my dick harder into her throat, on the verge of losing it.
“Oh god, Karla….” I moaned “OHhh god, I’m gonna cum!” With that I let go. My cock shot spurt upon spurt into her mouth. I could hear her gagging, as she swallowed what she could. After what seemed like forever, I pulled my shaft from her mouth, letting a droplet of cum roll down her chin. She smiled up at me as she gathered the cum off her face and sucked it down.
“Wow, Karla, I have to say, that ...was... awesome”
“Why thank you Craig, you know what they say practice makes perfect.” She giggled. She was no longer the sullen teenage that had entered my house and hour and half earlier. Eager to get my hands on her, I reached down and rubber her breasts again.
“So what about you?” I asked.
“You wanna do me?” she replied, laying back on the couch, spreading her legs, parting the lips of her pussy, as a kind of invitation. Never one to be rude, I got down on my knees in front of her and went to town.
I leaned in, and inhaled her soft scent. I stuck my tongue out, and flicked her swollen clit with the tip. I then went to work on her wet slit. I pushed my tongue into her hole tasting her wetness, hearing her moan with pleasure. Next I sucked gently on her clit, loving the feeling of her squirming as I used my tongue. As I lick her clit I slowly slipped a finger into her wet hole, pushing in and out.
“Ahh, Craig, I love your finger in my pussy.” She moaned. “Ohh, keep licking me like that. God, that is so good!”
Hearing her moan, my cock couldn’t help but get excited again. I started fingering her fast, slipping another one inside her, massaging her clit with my tongue at the same time. It didn’t take long; her moans became more frequent and less understandable. Her little body writhed with pleasure.
“Oh god, oh god, Craig, oh god…. I’m gonna cum!!” she screamed, and then her body convulsed, and I could feel her pussy clamping down on my fingers as they pumped inside of her. I continued my assault on her pussy until I felt her body relax.
“Craig, wow, that’s all I have to say!” She smiled again.
“I was about to make dinner, and I say you in here, so you’re probably hungry, let’s go get some food.” I suggested. She got up put her clothes back on, and we headed for my car to go into town and get some fast food.
Later that night, after coming back from dinner, I suggested that Karla and I take a dip in the hot tub.
“If you don’t have a suit, like I said, you can use done of the girls’”
“Oh, ok, I’ll go find one then, thanks.” With that she raced upstairs. I went and changed back into the suit I had had on earlier, and started up the tub. When Karla came back downstairs she was wearing a white robe which I assume she got from one of the girls’ rooms.
”Come on in, the water is so warm.” I said
“Okay” she replied, undoing the robe, to reveal she had decided to forgo the bathing suit, and go in the buff. For the second time that day, all I could do was stare. She climbed into the tub, and sat down next to me.
“Hey you were right, the water is great!” she said as she settled in the water, placing her hand on my knee. Getting over my initial shock, I settled in beside her, letting the bubbles take over.
After a while Karla started to run her hand up on my thigh, higher and higher. She finally reached my package, getting inside my swim trunks gently stroking my cock into a semi-hard state. As I lay there, with her hand stroking my cock, I couldn’t help but fantasize about pulling her out of the water and bending her over the edge of the tub. I wanted inside of her so badly, it didn’t help that she was encouraging it.
“Hey Karla, would you just stand up for a minute,” I asked sweetly.
She looked at me with a puzzled look on her face, but complied. There she stood, naked and dripping wet, with steam rising from her body due to the old air.
“And turn around so I can see you tight ass.” Again she complied. This time when she turned around I stood up also, intent on indulging on my fantasy. I got behind her and began rubbing my hands over her body. First her breasts, then down to her pussy, lightly teasing her clit, and then inserting a finger into her again wet slit.
I gently pushed her over onto the edge of the tub, rubbing her ass cheeks when she was bent completely over. I took my cock in my hand, and began rubbing it in her slit, teasing her. Starting from the bottom of her clit, rubbing upwards to her little rosebud of an asshole.
“Have you ever been fucked before Karla?” I asked as I continued gliding my cock up and down.
“No, Craig I haven’t. All the guys I know just want me to suck ’em off, and then they’re done.” She turned her head to look at me, and with a devilish look in her eye, she smiled, and asked sweetly, “Do you want to fuck me Craig?”
“Oh yeah Karla, I do.” I replied eagerly
“Then fuck my tight pussy Craig.” She ordered gently. I didn’t have to be told twice. With those words of encouragement, I pushed the head of my cock into her pussy, feeling her virginity break away as my cock plunged inside her. I also heard her sharp intake of breath. It must have been a bit painful, but I was too far gone to worry too much.
“God your so tight!” I exclaimed. She just giggled. I pulled out, and then pushed inside again, hearing her moan.
I started to pick up my pace, sawing in and out of her and it didn’t take long until I was thrusting quite savagely into her pussy. She was moaning like a madwoman, it’s a miracle the neighbors didn’t come out to look. At one point, I reached around to rub her clit as I fucked her. I also slowly slid my thumb into her asshole, and when did her moans increased, and you could tell she was enjoying this.
“Oh god Craig! I think I’m gonna cum!!” she suddenly exclaimed “Oh god oh god!” As she came her pussy clamped down on my cock, and it was all I could handle.
“Karla, god girl, I’m gonna blow. Turn over.” I said
She turned around and got down. I stroked furiously and with a grunt I erupted on her face, covering her with globs of my load, totally covering her face. As my own climax subsided, she smiled and began gathering the cum on her fingers to lick it off.
“Gee, you sure do like cum eh girl!” I remarked
“Uh huh” was all she could manage in reply. After a few minutes she had got most of it, and I had sat back in the water. I washed the remainder off her face with the water from the hot tub.
“Craig that was awesome. I’ve never cum like hat before! How long until your wife gets back?” she asked
“Not for two more days,” I replied “Why?”
“Well, I figured we could do this all weekend, I’m sure here are a lot of other ways you could fuck me. And I really like having your thumb in my ass. Maybe you could fuck me there too!”
I looked at her and smiled. I thought to myself that I had unleashed a sex crazed teenager into the neighbourhood. Never mind that, I was just looking forward to fucking another virgin hole on her little body.