All characters in sexual situations are 18 years of age and older.
(A story requested by Missy)
I was having a glass of water and idly gazing out of my kitchen window at my teenage neighbour, Missy, sunbathing beside my pool.
I had known this girl for ages and she had permission to use the pool whenever she wanted. She used to be a real tomboy and would follow me around like a little puppy when she was younger. Once the hormones kicked in however she developed into a real beauty. She was very precocious, very outgoing and bubbly.
She always seemed happy to see me and be in my company, even as she grew older. She was also a very touchy feely person. More than once I had felt myself start to harden as she gave me tight hug and peck on the cheek as a greeting or goodbye. The feel of that slim, hard body was on occasion a bit too much.
She also appeared to be very popular with the boys. She always dressed to impress, or in this case undressed to impress.
Today, as seemed to have become her habit, she was topless. No tan lines on her chest. She had also rolled down the already small bikini bottom so that the rise of her pussy mound could clearly be seen.
I watched her sunbathe whenever I could. More than once I had jerked off into the sink imagining I was between those thighs.
While she had just had her birthday and was now legal, I was a bit more than twice her age so regretted that fucking her would never happen.
I went back to my study and tried concentrating on work but couldn't get the latest image of her out of my mind. Finally I gave in. I pulled up my favourite old guys fucking barely legal girls site on the PC and pulled my hardening cock out of my shorts.
I was concentrating on a very good video of an old guy with a pretty good sized cock stroking it in and out of a girl's wide open pussy. I massaged the head of my cock with my fingers.
My concentration was suddenly broken.
"Oh sorry."
I looked up to see Missy's head poking through the doorway.
"I wanted to ask if I could have a soft drink."
Fortunately my cock and hands were hidden under the desk but I knew I had a very surprised look on my face.
"You OK?" She enquired, concerned.
Before I could stop her, she came around to the side of the desk to check on me. I had a choice to either allow her to see what was on the screen or take my hands off my cock and release it to her view. I kept my cock hidden.
"MisterPeter, that is very naughty." She said, catching what was on the screen.
Her parents had originally insisted that she call me Mr Jones but she preferred to call me Peter. Over the years this had morphed into MisterPeter. Her parents thought it was cute so allowed it.
While the sound of the video was turned low, unfortunately, just as Missy started looking at the screen the girl in the video came to a screaming, shuddering orgasm, completely over the top as pornos do.
She grinned, "You like them young, MisterPeter?"
She half turned and perched her bottom on the edge of the desk right beside me. Her legs were open just enough to allow me a glimpse of her pussy straining against the thin material of her bikini bottoms.
"I know you watch me when I am sunbathing. Did you know that?"
"No," I managed to say.
"I like teasing guys, particularly older guys. They get so hot and bothered when they see some tit or I flash my undies."
She gave me a wicked grin.
"You don't know that when you are not home I swim and sunbake naked, do you?"
"No I didn't know."
'Damn,' I thought. What a missed opportunity.
I was still stuck with my hands and lower body hidden under the desk. The image of her naked didn't help to make my cock go down.
Then the realisation struck her.
"Were you jerking off when I came in?"
"You dirty old man," she laughed.
"Show me."
I just looked at her, surprised she would be so bold. I knew from conversations with her parents that they encouraged openness about sexual things but this seemed to be going a bit far.
"Come on show me your dick. You have seen my tits so fair's fair."
"Yes I have seen your tits but you show everyone your tits."
I thought I would take a chance seeing she was being so brazen.
"What will you show me in return?" I managed to say.
She pretended to think about it.
"I can flash you my pussy."
"Bare?"
"OK."
"You go first."
"No, you go first. After all you have seen my tits."
With that I pushed my chair out from under the desk and released my hands. My hard cock sprang upward.
"Wow, it's so big."
"Really, how many cocks have you seen?"
"My brother flashes his all the time and tries to get me to touch it. He thinks he's funny. I think he is gross."
"I've accidently seen my dad's cock a couple of times. Never hard like that though."
"There used to be a dirty old man who flashed me a couple of times on the way home from school but he got arrested."
"What about boyfriends?" I thought the conversation was taking an interesting turn.
"I've seen a couple. Mostly it has been dark when we have been making out so I haven't actually seen them."
"They make me put my hand on it and stroke it."
"They want me to suck them but when I do they cum so damn quickly. Just when things are getting interesting."
She sounded quite disappointed.
"Well, that's young boys for you. That's why older guys are better."
She was looking very interested in my cock as it bobbed in the breeze, so to speak.
"Can I touch it?"
"Go ahead, but you haven't shown me your pussy yet."
She just grinned, opened her legs a little to give me a better view as her thigh gap opened up and reached down and grasped my cock.
The feeling was electric. She slowly stroked my shaft.
"You're circumcised. None of the others I have seen or touched have been circumcised. I think I prefer it."
She giggled.
"I love the way it jerks when I rub my fingers across the head."
So did I.
"Bare pussy remember."
She stood and did a very exaggerated striptease pulling her bikini completely off. She stood in front of me legs slightly apart.
She was completely bare with a nice wide thigh gap. I could see her prominent pussy mound, puffed up outer lips with inner lips protruding. Just the way I liked it.
She looked at me, pouting, "Well?"
