This is my first story. I'm doing this without an Editor. Any comments are appreciated.
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I was 18 when my neighbor took my body. I was a good girl. People knew me as a shy, quiet, and polite. I was kind to my elders and did what I was told. No one ever complained about me. My parents boasted about how fine a young lady they had raised. No one knew I wanted to lose my virginity. Badly.
I had been thinking about it for a while. My birthday coming up and all. I would be 19. A 19 year old virgin? No that wasn't cool. That wouldn't make me popular. My inexperience made me feel stupid. What 18 year old didn't know the feel of a penis? What almost 19 year old hadn't had a cock shoved deep inside her teen pussy? A virgin! I needed to lose it, and fast.
I began to wonder about who I'd lose it to. Being shy in school, not many boys liked me. And the ones that did would have ravished me in seconds and bragged about it forever. No I needed someone who would keep quiet. But honestly what guy wouldn't brag about a virgin? It was obvious that it was some kind of trophy to my male opposites. Taking a virginity was some kind of dream. No I could not count on a young man my age. They just didn't know their ass from their elbow.
I decided I wanted someone mature, intelligent, and sophisticated. Someone experienced enough to know how to please my young body. And someone mature enough not to laugh at my innocence. I needed an older man. Someone not in a position to brag about having any sex. Maybe a small adventure with a taken stud? It would only be one time, after all. And if she never found out, it couldn't hurt his wife.
But how to find such a guy? Someone older, attractive, and attached. Someone who would find me irresistible. Someone I could have access to without suspicion. After all, I was a good girl. My reputation need not be tainted by my curiosity for sex. All I wanted was to know what had all the teens in my school humping like rabbits. Guys literally drooling about it.
I began to look at the men in my neighborhood differently. I began to pay more attention to them. If they smiled at me, I politely returned it. Then I began to check them out. Were they handsome? Were they well built? I liked facial hair, a nice beard would help too. A week went by before I noticed that my target was right under my nose.
He was out front in his yard. Pulling weeds in the hot sun. It was clear he was tired, and his muscles strained under his sweat soaked white Tshirt. I found myself licking my full lips as I watched him. He was perfect. He had a nice house, a car, a wife who was newly pregnant and 2 daughters.
His name was William. I called him Mr. Bill. He was about 32 and so well built I don't know how I didn't notice it before. Perhaps because my parents had always taught me to smile and greet elder men, but never linger. He turned and gave me a slow smile, parting his light beard. He called out, "Hello Violet!"
"Hello Mr. Bill! How are you? It's so hot today. I just can't take this heat! I may have to go home and take a few laps in the pool. This summer has been so hot." I called. I fanned myself and pulled out the front of my tank top, pretending to give myself some air. I knew he'd caught the black lace bra underneath when his brows raised just a fraction.
"Now I told you Vi, call be Bill. You make me feel so old, girl. But I agree with you. This heat is killing my flowers. Would you like a Tulip?" he asked. He had the prettiest garden in the neighborhood. I took this as an opportunity to let him see what he would soon be having. I needed to work him up to the point where he would burst if he didn't ravish me. I walked over sexily. I knew my curvy figure looked good in my jean cut off shorts. He looked at my hips as I walked over to his fence. He tried to look away. I bent low, giving him a good look down my shirt. My full 36D breasts lurched forward. I knew he had a good view because he was silent. Mr. Bill was a talker.
"Mmm... They are all so pretty! I think I'll take this one. Thank you Mr. Bill." I said as I picked the flower. I looked him straight in the eyes when I thanked him. I put the delicate flower to my nose and sniffed. "Mmm.." I moaned slightly. "Thanks again. Have a good night." I said in a velvety voice. I read somewhere that men like when you lower your voice this way.
"You have a good night too, Vi. And your very welcome." he replied. His smile had slipped a little, and there was hunger in his eyes as he watched me slink back home. I knew I had planted the seed in his mind. Mr. Bill now wanted to know what my body felt like under his. My tight thighs, my young soft skin. What older man could resist?
Over the next week or 2, I made a point of seeing Mr. Bill, and even his family. I payed lots of compliments to the girls, offered to show them how to jump rope. Mr. Bill enjoyed watching my breasts bouncing to the beat of the rope. I jogged by in tight yoga leggings and tank tops when he was out front. I feigned interest in his wife's pregnancy. I pretended to be eager to know the sex of the baby. I offered to watch the girls for them if they ever needed me.
"Your a sweetheart Violet!" Mrs. Nash explained that she would be going to visit her sister soon. Both women being pregnant at the same time was exciting. They wanted to bond over it. "Would you mind coming to help Mr. Bill with the girls sometimes? They love you. And he has to work from home once in a while and can't have them in his way." She smiled at the thought.
"I'd love to Mrs. Nash. You all just let me know when you need me. I'd be so happy to help." I all but exclaimed. This was it. This woman had given me my chance. I had been enticing him with my innocent flirting and sexy outfits. He wouldn't be able to resist me all alone. The girls would have to sleep sometime right? Now to just wait for the date to be set for my deflowering. I must remember to seem reluctant. He must feel as though he forced me for the secret to be kept.
"Well I leave this Saturday. Will you be able to come over after lunch? That is about the time he gets really into his work. I will let him know you will be helping with Mia and Sophie. He will be so relieved!" She had no idea. Poor woman.
I smiled and agreed. I had until then to prepare. Pick my outfit, and work on my act of innocence. This was going to be great. I was finally going to know what it felt like to be a woman. Finally have a story to share with girlfriends. Maybe not all the details, but I would know what they meant when they talked about sex.
On Saturday I woke up early. I had already shaved during my bath the night before. I rubbed creams into my skin to make it soft. I checked my pussy for smoothness. I ran my hand over it and it was baby soft. He couldn't resist. I brushed my hair until it fell in dark straight waves. I was sexy. I put on the pink lace bra and matching thong. My firm juicy ass ate up the thin string. I wondered if he would play with me there. It made me nervous. I would be touched in so many new places.
I chose a dark halter top and red short skirt that flowed as I walked. I knew that if I ran around the house with the girls, he would get good looks at my ass when the skirt caught the air. It made my skin tingle to think of the Hunger I had grown to know in his eyes. Today was the day! If only I could act less excited.
I walked over to Mr. Bill's house quickly. I did not want to give myself time to be nervous. I entered the gate and walked straight up the steps and knocked. Seconds later he was there. His eyes drank me in and he smiled a sexy smile. He stood back to let me in and called out to the girls.
"Girls guess who's here! A pretty lady has come to play with you today while I work. Come say hello to Violet." the girls came running and yelling excitedly. They clearly had a nap recently.
Mr. Bill tried to walk back to his study, I could tell he did not want to be caught staring too long. Especially not in front of his daughters. But I called out to him just as I bent at the waist to pick up Mia.
"Mr. Bill! What shall I do to keep them out of your way? Have they had lunch?" I turned just as his eyes were devouring my ass. I knew he had caught a peek. His pants told me he liked what he saw. He confirmed they had lunch and told us we had free rein since his wife was absent to scold anyone.
The girls were happy. They played and ran and dragged me all over the house. Mr. Bill came to check on us alot. Sometimes I didn't even notice his presence until I felt eyes on me and turned to find him staring. I know my breasts bounced as we played. And I know my skirt gave him peeks at my ass and pussy. He came out more and more as the afternoon wore on. I doubt he got much work done. Finally he came out after I gave the girls dinner to announce it was time for him to put them to bed.
"Wait for me down here please, Violet. So I can pay you for your services." he took the girls upstairs and to the far end of the big house to their room. He tucked them in and I waited. He took a long while getting back and boy, I was tired. The girls had alot of energy. I was dozing on the couch when he came down. I believe I knocked out cold for a few minutes.
I don't know how long he watched me. I was sitting with my legs tucked under me. He was over 6 foot and towered behind me before I noticed him. I felt the heat coming from him.
"Violet. You were so good with my daughters today. How can I thank you? I have been thinking about you all day. All week actually. You and I have become friends. And so have you and the rest of my family. So I began to wonder. Why now? Why has she been coming around so much now?" he came around the couch then. I was struck dumb. He knew my secret. He had to know.
He sat down on his knees in front of me and began to stroke my thighs. The warmth of his hands ignited my blood. Maybe it was not such a bad thing for me if he knew. My panties would be soaked soon if he kept this up.I swallowed the moan coming from my throat.
"Mr. Bill I like your family. But.. But please don't touch me like that. It seems wrong..."
"You mean to tell me this isn't what you came for Violet? You haven't come to seduce your old neighbor? How many men have you been with Vi? Your a good tease." he replied. His eyes were steady and dark.
"But Mr. Bill I haven't been with any men! None.. Not one at all sir. Please take your hands off my tummy. It tickles." he had begun to rub my hips and stomach. My body was on fire. My panties were moist. I knew I would wet the couch no doubt.