Introduction;
I have many times in my career as an erotic writer shared fantasies with my fans through private e-mail letters. Never had I thought to actually publicize any of them, until now. My partner, who helped write this story, Theron, commented that he would like to write a story with me for public view on Literotica, and I could not pass up the opportunity. So, here it is our first story together for public view as co-writing authors. I thank you very much Theron for having the idea and for taking the time to write the story with me. And now without further ado Theron and I present:
The Girl Next Door
Chapter 1-Theron
I was home one Saturday, relaxing alone. My wife was away for the weekend. Her being gone meant I could lay around in my boxers without a shirt on while I drank and watched porn...ahhh, the life of a bachelor. Just as I was getting up to grab another in a series of beers, to go with my complementary series of tequila shots, there was a knock on my front door.
"Damn," I thought. "Who the fuck..."
Not being eager to deal with anybody, I looked out the peephole and was totally surprised by what I saw. Standing on my porch was Jessi, this hot 18-year-old that lived next door to me. As usual, she was wearing barely enough clothing to cover her sexy, well-ripened body. A red tube top barely able to contain her full, rounded breasts, a pair of tight short shorts that left plenty of her voluptuous ass hanging out and a pair of white Skipper sneakers was all that she had on today.
She seemed impatient or something - she was standing there, squirming, with her hands pressed to her crotch as her head looked around as if she was worried about being seen. This whole scene threw me off so much, I didn't think about my state of dress or the hard-core porn currently playing on my T.V. as I opened the door to her.
"Uh, hi, Jessi. What's going on, darlin'? Are you okay?" I asked.
Chapter 2-Jessi
My eyes widening as I looked at my neighbor. I had, for the past couple of months, decided to have a crush on him, and I had fantasized many times about me coming to his door, being let in, jumping on him, and fucking the hell out of him before he even had time to say one word. Now with him standing there half naked my mind started reeling. I could feel the fair skin on my face blush bright red, and my eyes did a slow sweep up and down his body. They lingered a little longer in the area between his legs. I had to snap myself out of this trance; I could feel his eyes on me. As much as I would have liked to live out my fantasy there were other things I needed to tend to first. I cleared my throat and smiled as best I could, my teeth clenched together as I started to speak.
"Hi Theron! Ummmm...may I please use your bathroom?"
I felt my face blush again. I was so embarrassed to have to ask him for this, but I had locked myself out of the house, and my parents wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, and I really really needed to go. He looked at me with a slightly playful smile on his face; I hoped he'd answer soon. My legs were starting to shake, and my body bounced up and down with my need.
"Can't use your own?"
He turned his head towards the living room and looked back at me with a guilty look. I looked back at him with a confused but pleading look.
"No, I locked myself out. Please, please! I gotta go now!"
Tears were swelling in my eyes now. He sighed deeply and opened the door a little wider allowing me through.
"Which way?" I almost yelled.
"Through there." He pointed off down the hall and I sprinted towards it.
Chapter 3-Theron
Seeing this sexy red head wiggling around on my porch was unexpected, but catching her staring at my crotch while wiggling around was almost a dream come true. I'd often fantasized about wiggling around with her, but we were usually naked. In my inebriated state, I thought, "Hmmm, if I play my cards right..."
I teased her a bit, enjoying the sight of her large tits bouncing and firm thighs crossing. My cock had begun to thicken when I picked up on her interest in my body. I think she noticed that, too, because I watched her nipples harden beneath her flimsy top as she waited to be let in the house.
Finally, I allowed her to come in to relieve herself. As she dashed past the television, I noticed her head turn toward the screen slightly. Whatever she saw didn't slow her down any. I know it couldn't have been anything she hadn't seen before.
Jessi had the reputation of being a slut. Many times, I'd seen her in her backyard in a string bikini with various boys. I'd never seen her fuck one, but she always seemed to be letting one of them feel her up. I'd always thought (hoped) she was checking me out when we ran in to each other in the neighborhood, but I'd written it off to my imagination. I mean, even though I'm in my early forties, I've kept my body in good shape. I work out regularly and eat well. But, still...a girl like this interested in me?
I sat down on the couch and cracked open my beer. I decided to put the DVD player on pause, which froze a picture of a horny brunette holding a guy's big, thick cock in her hands as she opened her mouth wide, preparing to swallow it. "Let's see how she reacts to this," I thought.
Chapter 4-Jessi
I washed my hands and checked myself in the mirror, making sure every strand on my head was in place. As I reached the bathroom door I took a deep breath. I didn't know why I felt so fluttered. I had been alone with boys before, but this was no boy, this was a man. I knew people talked about me, and most of it was true. I knew that my neighbor had watched me on several occasions while I entertained boys in my backyard. I would pretend not to notice him staring out his window as which ever boy I had over that day fondled me. I would position myself just right so that Theron could see the boy touching and kneading my tits or rubbing my pussy, and there were times that I wanted to fuck the boy right there in the backyard so Theron could see how well I could fuck, but the boy would usually protest and want to go inside to do that. All these thoughts running through my head heightened my desire for my neighbor, and though I hadn’t made a very good impression, running in here to use the bathroom. I would try to redeem myself.
I opened the bathroom door and sauntered down the hallway, swaying my hips to and fro, more than I usually do. I came into the living room, to thank him for the use of his toilette, and was caught by surprise. There on the screen was a still picture of some hot whore about to swallow a guy's cock. I stopped in mid-step; a low gasp came from my throat, followed by a moan I didn't mean to make. His head turned to me, no expression on his face at first as he studied mine. I felt my cheeks blush again, but this time it was out of that uncontrollable desire that rises in me. I felt my pussy begin to throb and my tight shorts began to catch the juices that came from me. I felt my nipples grow hard and begin to push against the material of my top. My hands instinctively went to cover the areas of my body that gave away my sexuality but from the look in his eyes now I knew it would be no use to cover these most intimate of places. I stared straight at him, a wicked smile beginning to play on my lips. I tilted my head down and to the side, the smile becoming wider.
"Thank you very much, Theron, for the use of your bathroom."
I could hear my voice; it had gotten lower, more breathy as I spoke. My eyes flashing from him to the screen. I should have made my exit then but I stood there, spreading my legs just a little more, keeping my head tilted, waiting for his invite.
Chapter 5-Theron
As I sat on the couch waiting for her to finish in the bathroom, I couldn't help getting turned on. The combination of the porn on the screen, the booze I'd drank, the thoughts of watching a bikini-clad Jessi being fondled by a boy, and the thoughts of what might happen in a few minutes all contributed to my cock's burgeoning erection becoming more pronounced. I must admit, I couldn't resist reaching down to stroke myself through my silk boxers, as well.
I watched her as she entered the den. She was sashaying down the hall, suddenly playing the grown-up vamp. As I gazed at her long legs and bouncing breasts, I felt nothing but a growing sense of lust.
When she saw the TV screen, she inadvertently released a low, guttural sound. I stared straight into those wide eyes of hers, waiting for her to speak. God, she was sexy! My hand, again, went to my prick as she stood staring open mouthed. Luckily, she couldn't see what I was doing from where she was standing.
But I could see things - I saw her nipples harden, her legs part and I swear I saw her crotch dampen. If anything was going to happen, this was my cue to act.
