Have you ever seen that plain Jane type of girl that kinda blends in with the crowd? Usually she's not noticed next to the beautiful outgoing ones or even the ugly gawky ones. Just a middle of the road basic female. That's me.
My name is Kyra and I'm 20 years old. I go to college and I'm working towards a degree in accounting. Even my career choice is basic. I still live with my mom and dad and three younger brothers in an upper middle-class neighborhood in the suburbs of Detroit.
I'm average height at 5'4", average weight I think, wear a 36D bra, and have a round booty. If I gave it more effort, I guess I could be one of the pretty girls, but I just don't care enough about it. For now, I'm all about spending time alone.
Having said that, I'm not exactly experienced with the opposite sex only having had two "boyfriends" in middle school that I only French kissed a few times. My high school drought wasn't by choice, but I also wasn't one to really care about having a dating relationship. I hung out with my best friend every day who was also mostly antisocial but who is now away at college in Colorado.
Never really having a high sex drive, after my bestie left and having a lot of time on my hands, I discovered literotica and realized how satisfying masturbation is. Sure, I masturbated a little before this, but for the last 13 months I haven't gone one day without pleasuring myself. I amassed quite a toy collection during this time as well. I've found my greatest excitement in reading about older men teaching younger, submissive, innocent women about sex.
I especially love when my parents go up to our cottage with my brothers and I have the house to myself to read my stories out loud while I go to town on my body. Although sometimes I skip reading the stories and just talk out loud my side of the conversation between an older man and me.
"Yes, I'm a virgin."
"You want me to do what?"
"But you're old enough to be my dad!"
Stuff like that as I edge myself for hours leading up to massive climaxes that leave me exhausted. I often fall asleep still naked with my toys surrounding me on my bed only to wake up and do it again. I guess I'm the female version of a jack off addict.
It was spring break week and my parents decided to take the family up to the lakeside cottage, but I declined giving them the excuse that I needed to write some papers for school. They never questioned me because I always got straight A's. But my plan was to be naked for the week enjoying my body.
I waved to the family from my upper floor bedroom window as they drove away in the big SUV loaded with kayaks. I was already naked from the waist down, hidden below the windowsill, and ready to start my week of self-love. Just as I was going to turn around to throw myself on the bed, I noticed movement 2 houses down on the left. We were the last house on the court, so I had a great view of at least the next three houses on either side.
Our new neighbor was outside taking care of his lawn. I had not seen him since he moved in a week earlier, but I heard my parents talking about meeting him a few days ago. Apparently, he's a young widow with grown kids and lives alone. From my vantage point he appeared to be in pretty good shape and somewhat handsome.
Tom, I would later find out his name, had on a tank top that showed off his muscular biceps. Not the kind you get from working out in a gym but probably from doing manual labor of some sort for years. His adjacent forearms made him look very powerful.
My neighbor has salt and pepper hair, more pepper than salt, that was neatly cut into a style that was probably more appropriate on a younger man, but he wore it well. His calves were equally as powerful looking as his arms and flexed as he walked around the yard. My mind began to fantasize about this older man down the street using me for his own carnal pleasure.
My hand went to my honey pot as I watched Tom do his lawn work. I began speaking out what I would say to him if he were coming to take my virginity form me forcefully.
"Please don't do this Tom. You're much older than me. Ouch! You're hurting me when you hold my hands behind my back." By now I had shed my top and was completely naked with one hand rubbing my clit and one tweaking and tugging on my nipples as I watched my neighbor work.
"Tom you're so strong. Please let me go and don't make have sex with you. Your penis is so big and thick!" I spoke out loud. My pussy was soaking wet, my pulse racing causing my nipples to jut out, and I was perspiring.
I grabbed one of my dildos and continued, "Tom please don't force your thick cock in my tight virgin pussy." I propped a leg up on the chest below window and thrusted my toy into my hole. "That's so big and it hurts. Please stop sir!" I loved pretending to be taken against my will.
I had gotten so into my thoughts that I had taken my eyes off my new neighbor. When I looked back his way, I saw that he was standing in his driveway leaning on a rake watching me in the window. I immediately fell back away and onto my bed completely embarrassed but wondering what exactly he had seen. The thought of "getting caught" masturbating had always excited me but when it happens your first reaction is to hide.
After a few seconds my curiosity got the best of me, so I crept over to the window to peek out. I popped my head up and looked over towards Tom's house to find him still looking but now he waved. He wanted me to know that he caught me. I quickly ducked down and went back to my bed. My mind immediately started thinking about getting back up and letting him watch me. I wanted to buy being too timid for that I started playing with myself as I laid there.
Two fingers were sliding in and out of my twat while my other hand was squeezing my tits. I began talking to my invisible friend. "Oh, I'm so embarrassed that you caught me like this. I didn't know anyone was here. Do you like big tits?"
Just then the doorbell rang. My body tensed up and I laid there like a statue. Who could that be? Was it my neighbor? Maybe just a package delivery. I stepped off the bed and peeked out the window and saw my neighbor back to working in his yard and an Amazon driver walking away from my front door. Whew!
Suddenly I had a really daring thought. What if I retrieved the package from the porch without getting dressed? Could I do it discreetly without being seen? The danger of my neighbor seeing me, or anyone else, excited me so much! But could I muster up the courage? I'd never done anything so daring before.
I went downstairs and around to the front door. I strained to see through the decorative privacy glass in the door. I was trying to determine if anyone could see me if I stepped out on the porch since it was placed back in the middle of the house. I opened the door but secluded myself behind it, giving another scan from my position. I could feel my heart beating in my clit. I fantasized about being seen, but in reality, I didn't want to be seen. Or did I?
I slowly leaned and stepped to side while still scanning for possible voyeurs, especially trying to determine if Tom would be able to see me. I took another step forward and allowed my large wooden door to swing open which completely exposed my nakedness. I stood in the doorway behind the full glass storm door pondering my next move. Did I have the guts to step out onto the porch stark naked?
Before I could make that decision, my neighbor Tom came walking around the garage and up the walkway leading up to my house. I let out a squeak and fumbled for the door to hide myself safely inside once again. Before I could get the door closed, I noticed Tom had a big smile on his face and was still approaching the porch. He had clearly seen my naked body.
I stepped to the side so he couldn't see me through the beveled glass. But then he knocked.
"Hello. My name is Tom. I saw you in the window. You're very sexy!" The voice called out only loud enough for me to hear, not any neighbors that might be outside. "Were you going to come out naked? That's very brave of you" he continued. "And you're very sexy."
"I'm sorry. I made a mistake." That was all I could think of to say but immediately realized how stupid that sounded. "I mean, sorry if it made you uncomfortable. I didn't know you were watching." I lied and he knew it.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure you knew. Why don't you open the door? Don't you want to meet the new neighbor? I promise I won't hurt you." He assured me. "Unless you're into that." He chuckled.
