Welcome to the Neighborhood

Welcome To The Neighborhood

© kinkyangel

Mr. Berger tends to the new girl in town's darkest needs.

No way.

That was Hailey's first reaction to her Mom's news about moving.

They weren't just moving neighborhoods - they were moving

towns!

States, even! She would have to leave her friends, her town, the life she had been waiting to have for the past eighteen years behind and take it somewhere else. Her mom expected Hailey to up and take all her expectations for a fun summer fresh out of school to a much smaller town and, to be precise, to a community that had, according to Google, the oldest demographics in the area. New town, no friends, and lots of old people around her. Hardly Hailey's idea of a fun summer.

Arguments ensued, threats were issued, tears were shed. None of that worked, Hailey was forced to move, and was now facing her job for the weekend - house sitting for one Mr. Berger, the man next door.

Mr. Berger was the first person to welcome them to the neighborhood. He stopped by their house the very same day she and her mom had arrived, introducing himself with a charming smile. A man in his fifties, Hailey hadn't thought much of him - she had thanked him politely and smiled in acquiescence when he asked them to go to him should they ever need help, but that was it. They had run into each other a handful of times in the following days and had exchanged pleasantries, but no more. Hence, it was a surprise when he came over to present her and her mom with the idea of Hailey house sitting for him. If Hailey found it strange, the generous sum he offered for the simple job was more than enough to sway her conviction.

So there she was, sitting in Mr. Berger's nicely decorated living room, alone to do as she pleased... but with no idea what to do first. Her friends back in her old town were apparently too busy at the moment, and she was bored in the old man's house. It was then that an idea piqued her interest. She had a whole weekend ahead of her and Mr. Berger had a very nice house with plenty of nooks and crannies she could snoop around. She had no ill intentions at heart - she was just hoping for a little thrill that would add some desperately needed entertainment to her weekend. After all, what dirty secrets could an old man have?

The main room was her first target, and Hailey walked around, opening and closing drawers without finding anything remotely interesting. Eyeing the bed and noticing how large it was, Hailey's mind drifted down naughtier paths. Almost as if conceived to make room for more than the usual two people, she mused. With a naughty, little smile on her lips, Hailey crossed the bed crawling on her hands and knees until she plopped on her back in the middle, arching her back as if a lover was watching her. Her thighs fell wide apart, and Hailey found her hands wrapping around the solid iron bars of the headboard.

How convenient

, she mused. Perhaps Mr. Berger did have a secret side the community that praised him so greatly knew nothing about?

Shaking her head, Hailey let out a soft snort at her thoughts. Being bored certainly planted the wildest ideas in her mind. Mr. Berger was what, in his fifties? Perhaps even older? Could he even get it up?

Since her snooping had rendered her nothing of interest, Hailey looked around, and finding the remote on the bedside table, she turned the TV on. She was supposed to sleep in the guest room, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy that incredible bed for a while, right?

How long did it take her to find the adult channels in Mr. Berger's cable provider? About as long as it took her to browse the on-screen guide for something interesting to watch, and the porn channels were bound to catch her eye. How long did it take Hailey to discover Mr. Berger had a full subscription to a whole range of adult channels she had no idea existed? Nothing but the press of a button. A moment later Hailey was sitting up on the bed in surprise, lips parted as she held her breath, swiftly kneeling on the large mattress as she went over the extensive catalogue available to her.

So Mr. Berger did have a dirty secret, after all! A secret that was all about a treasure trove of adult entertainment that spanned every genre she could think of - and then some. Same sex porn, BDSM, group sex, animated films, amateur... that and more were now available to her at the press of a button.

So

this

was what Mr. Berger kept from his respectable neighbors, she mused, the faintest tingle of interest coming to life between her thighs. The serious, seemingly boring man had access to more porn than Hailey could have ever imagined, and the options available seemed endless. Unsure as to whether to feel pleased or disgusted by the discovery, all Hailey could produce was a nervous giggle as she browsed some titles.

Gina Goes Wild In The Jungle. A Dominatrix's story. Young Lesbians III. Ripe For Older Men.

It was that last title what caught her eye. Curiosity piqued, Hailey straightened up a little in her kneeling position as she clicked the

OK

button to choose it, the tingling in her young womanhood growing in intensity.

A sort of

greatest hits

selection made by the studio that put the compilation together, the movie went straight to the point. Nevertheless, Hailey waited for the action with bated breath, and the first scene didn't disappoint. A girl in her early twenties appeared on the screen, a maid's uniform on as a man considerably older than her stepped into the room she pretended to clean. Words were exchanged, and a moment later the man had his commanding hands all over her body, slipping under her indecently short skirt, his big palms sliding under the little top she was wearing to bare breasts that reminded Hailey of her own. That only stoked the rapidly growing fire in her pussy. Unconsciously, Hailey's hips rotated at the sight before her, as if looking for something that would fill

her

up; her own strong, dominant older man that would assert himself upon her.

The action on the screen escalated quickly, and next thing she knew, Hailey's gaze was riveted on the screen as the young maid took the man's cock in her mouth. He seemed so big, so thick, and while she struggled a little, the man had no qualms pushing more of him down her throat; he quickly took control of the situation and began fucking her mouth instead of simply waiting for her to suck him off. The notion got Hailey positioning herself in such way her tingling pussy was in contact with the duvet, the friction adding to the burning there, even through her underwear.

The movie continued much as it was expected, with a young, tight pussy impaled on a thick, old cock in all manner of positions until the actress, at last, had a big load pushed deep inside her, the imposing man refusing to let her go until she was full of him. Unencumbered by a condom, which had never been brought into the equation, the man spent himself inside the helpless girl with commanding thrusts and loud grunts that spoke of his delight. Delight at perverting her, at leaving her so full of him some of his cum dripped from her abused cunt.

Next came a succession of similar scenes, all of barely legal girls her age defiled by men ranging from what she guessed was forty-five to some that could have very well been the girls' grandfathers, so old they were. The more she watched, the more turned on Hailey grew. Because somewhere, in the back of her mind, Hailey had always pictured herself in a situation such as those portrayed in the movie, at the mercy of a much older man that would fuck her nice and hard. An assertive man, one that would read in her the profound need for the right sort of domination to sate her nature: her deep seated, skillfully concealed submissive nature.

Hailey had had an adventure or two in her old town, offering herself to older men - none older that thirty, though - and while they had been happy to pound her good, they hadn't been quite just what she was after. Oh, she had enjoyed their big cocks for sure and they had taken great delight in filling her up with their cum, both giving her so much she had dripped with them for hours, but something had been missing. It was a difficult balance what Hailey was after, but she didn't lose hope. She was young, attractive if she might say so, and there had to be someone in this God forsaken town that could give her sweet pussy exactly what she wanted. Otherwise, she would go mad with pent up lust.

The same pent up lust that got her stripping naked two scenes later, uncaring that she was rubbing her naked, heated skin on her neighbor's duvet, its soft fabric teasing her curves. When a scene came of an innocent, next door kind of girl claiming to be eighteen and taking this large old man between her pale thighs, Hailey couldn't hold herself back any longer. So far she hadn't touched her pussy, which now burned with need, but there was something in the girl on the screen, on her looks so similar to her own with her long brown hair, and on the man, so much older than the actress, that touched her unsatisfied need.

Hailey wanted to rub herself to orgasm, and while her eyes first rested on the pillows behind her, she quickly discarded the idea. Making a quick job of it, she trotted naked down the hallway to the guest room, grabbed one of the pillows there and brought it back to the main room. There, the girl that reminded her so much of herself moaned in bliss at the pounding she was getting from behind from a man that, in a way, reminded her of Mr. Berger. Tall, strong, his hair more grey than his natural dark brown... A muted moan escaped her lips when she positioned herself, naked and unashamed, on the pillow, her dress and underwear discarded on the floor on her neighbor's room as her thighs parted wide to make room for the large pillow to hit all the right spots.

It started slow at first, with Hailey tentatively looking for the best angle as she restarted the scene. With her hands toying with her nipples, Hailey found herself opening her mouth as if

she

was the one about to receive the relentless invasion of the man's thick, veiny cock. Slow at first, her hips undulated on the pillow, sending tiny bolts of pleasure up and down her body every time her clit was stimulated. Mmm, she would love to have that big cock in her mouth, Hailey mused as the action unfolded before her.

That sweet girl was having her mouth fucked masterly and purposefully, bent on teaching her how to service an older cock. The man's hands were commanding as they wrapped around her head, emphasizing the size difference and keeping her in place in case she decided to bolt. Not likely, Hailey mused. It had been a long time since she had last had a big cock in her mouth, and she missed the feeling of hard meat on her tongue like crazy. Should she find herself in the girl's shoes, that lovely piece of meat at her disposal, she wouldn't let it go easily.

The undulation of her hips on the pillow increased when the man positioned the girl on her back and proceeded to fuck her missionary style. While others might find the position boring, Hailey begged to disagree; she begged for more cock when she found herself in such predicament. There was nothing more intimate than spreading herself open like that for a man, than taking his cock deep inside her when there was nowhere else to go to, no one else to look at, but the man fucking you nice and hard. Some men, she had discovered, had a thing for cumming inside her like that, as if they too understood the submission of the position. Hailey might be partial to a good pounding from behind, but never said no to a bit of missionary.

Lips parted, breath bated as she watched the man ordering the sweet girl to turn over and present her holes to him, Hailey grew even more unaware than before of the security system around her, the same that was sending the images of her pleasing herself to the house owner's cell phone, who was in turn profoundly interested by this turn of events.

In Las Vegas, mildly distracted by the woman sucking his cock, James Berger was riveted to the image of the young girl next door naked as the day she was born, unashamedly humping a pillow on his bed, porn unfolding on the screen of his big TV. His eyes drifted closed when the woman between his knees, not much older than Hailey herself, deep throated him, earning herself a grunt of approval from him and a commanding push on the back of her head for more.

Soon, however, they were back on Hailey's round breasts bouncing most enticingly on his screen. Never had he been as grateful for the security system installed all over his place as he did now. Perhaps this was what he had had in mind when he invited a total stranger to house sit for him? To find the naughtier side of the sweet girl next door? If it was, he had never imagined he would be a first-hand witness to it, so soon after she walked into his house.

His cock swelled even further at the sight, and the sweet girl at his feet chocked around him. It was as if Hailey had chosen the perfect angle for him, the wide lens of the camera providing James with an unspoiled view of Hailey's young, naked body. His gaze traced the curve of her waist and hips as she humped the pillow, always reaching further back as if hoping to find an eager partner to mount her good. He delighted on the bounce of her round, beautifully large breasts, so firm with her young age. On her pale skin, flawless and eager for a man's touch. And above all, on the screen she was so transfixed by.

Hailey was watching a porn movie and James could clearly see what had her so turned on: the image of an old man, much like himself, fucking a little girl like her.

Sweet Hailey, so prim and proper, got off on older men porn. James grinned evilly, the grip on the girl's hair growing more demanding as the frantic movements gave away how close Hailey was to her orgasm. The girl next door was about to cum on his bed, and James wanted to cum down this girl's throat as Hailey found her own bliss, picturing himself behind her, filling her up and pounding her hard.

When Hailey threw her head back, her long hair tickling her waist, her lips parted in an obviously loud keen of pleasure, James let himself go, spilling his seed down the girl's throat, cumming harder than he had in a long time. Dutiful, she swallowed it all and licked him clean, smiling at him when he looked at her. James smiled too, but in his mind, it wasn't a nameless girl who gave his softening cock one last lingering lick; it was Hailey, naked and blushed after pleasing him so thoroughly.

He had a soft spot for younger women. Hailey's darkest desires sought for an older man.

James was glad his security system was recording all this. It was going to make things a lot easier when he went home.

***

At last, Monday came, and around lunch, Hailey sat in Mr. Berger's living room. He had sent her a brief message letting her know that he was on his way, and could she please wait for him so they could settle their arrangement? Yes, she very much could. In her mind, Hailey was already spending the easiest money she had made in her life.

When he at last arrived they exchanged the expected pleasantries and she asked the usual questions, but he wasted no time on going straight to the business of paying her for a job well done. Standing beside him, Hailey could see on Mr. Berger's phone screen the agreed amount about to be transferred into her account, and her polite smile widened with anticipation. She could already envision herself in that cute little summer dress she had her eye on.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Berger. It was really no trouble at all, and should you ever need my help again, count me in. You have a beautiful home."

Had she been more attentive, Hailey would have noticed the wicked quality to Mr. Berger's smile, a darkness lurking behind that non-threatening gesture. Distracted and expectant as she was, though, she overlooked it all with a grin.

"I can see you liked my house very much, Hailey. You got yourself quite acquainted with it."

Mr. Berger had removed his phone from her sight, but Hailey thought none of it in light of his confusing words. Whatever puzzlement she felt, however, was swiftly erased when he once again made his screen available to her and all she could see there was herself. Her own image, naked and unashamed, humping a pillow on his bed.

All blood drained from her face as the action unfolded before her eyes, stunning her into a deeper state of shock as every second ticked by. How...? Everything she had done a couple of days ago was now being replayed on the screen, and in such high definition, she could even distinguish the scene playing on the TV. Hailey could clearly see the older man imposing himself on his much younger lover with a potency that belied his age, and filling her with his seed as Hailey herself came hard at the sight. Hadn't she been so utterly horrified by what she was witnessing, Hailey might have seen the sensuality in the picture she presented, on her nakedness, in her blatant delight as she brought herself to orgasm, but she couldn't. She was just riveted to the spot, afraid even to breathe.

When she was at last able to inhale, it all hit her with the power of a tidal wave. He had footage of her. He was her neighbor. Her mom would find out about it, most likely, before Hailey even set foot out of the house.

Shit. Her mom!

"Mr. Berger, I-"

"You what, Hailey?" Mr. Berger stepped forward, big, tall and imposing, as serious as if she had committed a deadly crime. Perhaps, in his mind, she had. She had bluntly overstepped a boundary and was now paying the consequences. "You thought it a good idea to get naked and masturbate using one of my pillows? Do you do that in every house you sleep in?" Stepping even closer to her, his stern tone dropped an octave and added. "Or do you let the men there fuck you instead?"

At a loss for words, Hailey couldn't come up with a suitable answer. Added to that, the commanding presence of Mr. Berger so close to her was sending her all sorts of conflicting signals that further fuddled her brain. As if she wasn't in deep trouble enough, a part of her brain found the imposing man compelling enough in his authoritative stance to respond to him, her nipples tensing and pebbling. The other part, the rational one, didn't forget the shit she was in, and scrambled to produce some sort of answer.

"I... I'm so, so sorry, Mr. Berger!" Once the words began flowing, one stumbled after the other. "I'm so sorry for what I did, you don't need to pay me, and I won't tell anyone, I swear! In fact, I'll leave right away and you won't have to see me again."

In her intent to run away from the biggest embarrassment of her eighteen years of life, Hailey was quick to duck and surround Mr. Berger in search of her belongings, and success was at the tip of her fingers when she felt a set of long, strong ones wrapping around her upper arm. She could have whined at the missed opportunity. It was obvious her promises weren't enough to compensate for her slight to Mr. Berger.

Eyes downcast in shame, Hailey turned to her neighbor, praying to whatever deity would listen to her to allow her to get away with it. If she did, she would turn into an exemplary young lady.

"You don't need to promise all that." Mr. Berger said, and a tiny little flower of hope bloomed inside Hailey. "I'm still going to pay you... and I won't tell a single soul. Especially not your mom. But as in any negotiation, you need to bring something to the table."

"Anything!" Hailey rushed to promise, eyes wide as she looked up at the man so close to her, she could feel the heat emanating from his skin, so tightly pressed against his arm her breast was. Was that an undercurrent of heat darting down her body? Hailey berated herself for that. It wasn't time for the irrational,

horny

part of her to be present! Unaware and uncaring for whatever consequences her hurried promises could have, she pressed on. "I'll do anything, I swear!"