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Candy, Next Door Neighbor's Daughter - Chap 1 by C
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Candy, Next Door Neighbor's Daughter - Chap 1, by Clever Talker Page 2
I can hardly control myself as I sit here thinking about my next door
neighbor's daughter. Candy, like her 38 year old mother, Sara, is a
strawberry blond. Candy, at sixteen, is a junior in high school at Brenau
Prep School in Gainesville. She was home for the summer and worked as a
hostess at a local restaurant. When Don, her Dad, won a two week sales
incentive trip with his firm, they left Candy at home, asking my wife,
Judy, and I to keep an eye on her. Candy is 5' 1" with a small, boyish
figure measuring about 32A-22-33.
Sara, Judy, Don & I had gotten drunk about three weeks before and gone
skinny dipping in their backyard pool one night. Although there was only
innocent horseplay, I saw enough of Sara's 34-25-36 body that night to
realize that having a daughter had not affected her figure at all. She had
a gorgeous all-over tan that she said she got sunbathing nude by their
pool. Her beautiful breasts had no sag whatsoever and her taught, flat
stomach sat atop a small triangle of well-trimmed, brown pubic hair and her
long sun-bronzed legs showed not the slightest ounce of fat. That brief
glimpse of her mother?s body made me only too happy to watch after Candy
while they were away.
Candy had made money during previous summers by babysitting for our two
children, but her hostess job precluded that this summer. However, she did
drop by often to invite our kids over to go swimming before she went to
work each night. I was happy to note that she had filled out considerably
since last summer. Her small bikini did nothing to hide her superb figure,
made firm from years of ballet lessons.
After Don and Sara left for their trip, I noticed a strange car at their
house one evening while my wife and kids were out shopping. Wanting to
insure Candy's safety, I decided to check it out. As I approached the car,
I heard voices from the back yard. Creeping up to the fence, I peered over
just in time to see a nude young girl dive from the diving board. It was a
petite brunette named Pam that I recognized as a frequent visitor to their
home. As Pam completed her dive and swam to the shallow end, I held my
breath as Candy came out of the house carrying a tray of sandwiches and
cokes. She was also nude and I could see right away that she had inherited
her mother's beauty. Her pert little tits sat high on her chest. Her
nipples were small in circumference but stuck out at least 3/4" from her
brown aureola. Her pubic hair had been slightly trimmed for here bikini
line, but was a full luscious bush of light brown tendrils of hair. As she
walked her small breasts did not move at all while her tight little bottom
had the slightest wiggle.
Just then her friend Pam came out of the pool to join her. In contrast to
Candy's lithe petite figure, Pam was almost skinny by comparison. Whereas
Candy's plump little tits looked like ripened oranges, Pam was almost flat-
chested. However, her nipples protruded almost an inch above the brown
portion sitting flatly on her chest. These small conical protrusions
reminded me of a nipple on a baby bottle. Pam's hips and waist were also
very small and her black pubic hair was very sparse. As Pam joined Candy
on the bean bag chairs, they both flopped down, giving me a quick glimpse
of their clefts. As they chatted idly about their current boyfriends, I
looked at their small tits and fantasized about sucking each girl's nipples
until they begged for more.
As I eavesdropped on their conversation, (I heard Candy tell Pam that her
boyfriend had really been pressuring her to go all the way. Apparently, he
had been removing Candy's bra on each date for the past two weeks and
fondling and kissing those tits that I was feasting my eyes on. During the
last three dates, he had gotten his hand under her skirt and inside her the
legs of her panties to play with her cunt. However, he had been quite
rough and aggressive and Pam had made him stop each night. She told Pam
that she was getting quite horny and wished that he would be more gentle
and tender.
Pam, in the meantime, was unconsciously stroking her own sweet box. When
Candy paused in her story and looked over at Pam, she was aghast that her
friend was absentmindedly masturbating. When Candy gasped, Pam stopped.
Then Candy asked Pam if she did that very often. Pam admitted that she
stroked herself to several orgasms per day. Candy then asked Pam to show
her how she did it, since Candy had only tried masturbation two or three
times and unsuccessfully. Pam then spread her legs wide and gave me a
clear view of her sweet young pussy. As she dipped first one and then two
fingers into her virginal honeypot, she began to moan softly. "Just begin
stroking near the top of your slit," Pam said breathlessly. As Candy
moved her tanned legs apart, I was treated to a sight that men would kill
for. Her tan line stopped near her crotch, and the whiteness of the cleft
between her 16 year old legs was almost too much for me to bear.
As I watched, both girls began to rhythmically stroke their young twats
while playing with their own breasts. After about two minutes of this, Pam
leaned over and kissed Candy's left breast, sucking the nipple completely
into her mouth. When Candy moaned and increased her frantic frigging of
her slit almost bringing herself to a climax, I knew that it was time for
me to act.
Summoning all of my courage and false indignation, I stormed into the
backyard and demanded to know what was going on. Both girls were so
shocked at being caught that they temporarily forgot their nudity and
jumped up to assure me that they were just talking to each other. As I
began to question them, they remembered that they were undressed and
grabbed for their towels. After allowing them to wrap themselves in their
towels, I suggested to Pam that she had better go home and not mention this
to anyone or I would tell her parents.
After I heard Pam's car leave the driveway, I instructed Candy to follow me
into their house. Once inside, I started to interrogate Candy. "Exactly
what do you two think that you were doing, Candy?," I asked. "Mr Nelson,
please don't tell my parents," she cried. "Answer my question, Candy, what
were you doing," I demanded. "We were talking about my boyfriend, Skip,
and how he has been hounding me to have sex with him. One thing led to
another and Pam started showing me how she gets relief when she feels all
tight and frustrated," Candy said.
Still wearing only her towel, she looked like a scared, wet puppy under my
intense questioning. Candy again begged me not to tell Don and Sara. I
explained the seriousness of this situation and that masturbation and
lesbianism could lead to confused relationships with men later in life. I
asked Candy if she had ever let Skip masturbate her to orgasm and she
stated that she had been close on their last date but that Skip had forced
two fingers hard into her vagina and hurt her. When I asked her if he had
broken her hymen, she said that she didn't think so, but wasn't sure. I
told Candy that this was very serious indeed, and that I had better check
it for her. She protested vehemently, stating that this was wrong, but I
gently tugged at her towel, explaining that I had seen her own mother
undressed just three weeks ago in their backyard.
Candy allowed me to remove the towel but immediately tried to cover her
budding breasts and pubis with her hands. I had her sit down on the sofa
and gently laid her back with the floor lamp illuminating her moist vagina.
As I consoled her with the necessity of this, I gently spread her legs,
placing one foot over the back of the sofa and one foot on the ottoman next
to the sofa. From her previous masturbatory efforts, her entire crotch was
wet. She had her armed draped over her head covering her eyes, as I began
to spread her labia. After moistening my fingers lightly in her
secretions, I began to insert my middle finger into the tightest vagina I
had ever touched. As I began my delicate probing, I 'accidentally' rubbed
her clitoris with my forefinger, causing her to raise her buttocks off the
sofa in spontaneous shock to my touching of her little nubbin. Sensing a
chance to carry this further, I told her to relax while I continued to
check her maidenhead. Three more times I lightly stroked her tiny, budding
clitty, each time quieting her protests. I could sense that she had been
close to an orgasm in the backyard and that her tender, young body was
yearning for release.
"Oh, Mr. Nelson", Candy moaned, "please don't do that." "Do what", I
asked, feigning innocence. "Please don't touch my little trigger", she
begged. "You mean this?", I asked stroking her clit again. As her
buttocks jerked involuntarily off of the sofa, she tried to push my arm
away. "Yes, Sir, my trigger is so sensitive right now that I can't stand
it being touched. It's driving me crazy with frustration" , Candy said.
"Candy, perhaps you had better let me check you more closely", I said
stalling for time as my eyes feasted on her young body. "Does Skip touch
you like this?", I said as I began stroking directly on her exposed clit.
"No sir, he just pushes one or two fingers into me real hard and hurts me",
Candy replied. "Well let me give you a quick lesson in how it is supposed
to feel" I said as I bent forward to kiss her vulva, placing my mouth
directly over her clitoris and sucking gently.
"Oh, Mr Nelson, please stop. That is nasty and not right", she almost
screamed. I ignored her pleas and as I continued my oral manipulation of
her clit, I reached my right arm up to stroke her left breast. As I heard
her indrawn gasp of air, I knew that her mind was whirling trying to
justify this delicious feeling in between her legs against the moral
teachings of her parents.
As I continued to suck her sweet young pussy and pull on her tender
nipples, I used my left had to unbutton my shirt and bermuda shorts. As I
fought to remove these without losing contact with my mouth or right hand,
I began to wonder if I should proceed. However, my lust for this young
girl was so strong, that I knew I could not stop. As I vaguely heard her
moaning protests, I used my left hand to push my undershorts, down to my
knees and then completely off. Unsure of how to continue without breaking
the mood, I began to suck her clitty in earnest. As I sensed her increased
breathing and approaching climax, I decided that it was time to go to the
next step.
As I pulled my mouth away from her slit, she cried, "please don't stop, I'm
so close". Knowing that she was past the point for no return, I grasped my
rock-hard 8" cock and began to rub it along her entire moistened slit.
Sensing that she was about to lose her virginity, Candy began to struggle
and pleaded with me to stop. But I would not have stopped now, even if her
parents were standing over us. As my upper body pinned her to the sofa, I
raised up on my haunches and inserted the tip of my penis between her pussy
lips. I waited there momentarily not thrusting my hips, only rotating my
hips and flexing my cock by tightening my sphincter muscles. Once she was
accustomed to this, I began to hunch my hips forward, thrusting a little
more of my cock into the opening of her tight vagina. After inserting
about 1 1/2", I encountered a hard, taught hymen. Rather than burst
through roughly, I began to pull upwards on her hips with both hands,
allowing my right middle finger to drop down to caress her tight little
anal bud. With lubrication from her now-sopping slit, I wet my finger and
began to gently play with her anus. The more I rotated my hips and played
with her asshole, the more excited she became. Then she began to hunch her
buttocks up off of the sofa to meet my swirling, teasing cock.
"Oh, Mr Nelson, I can't stand it; do me", she begged. "Do what to you?", I
teased. "Put your thing in me", she pleaded. "I will, if you tell me
exactly what you want", I replied. "Oh, please fuck me", the young girl
moaned, as these foreign words escaped her lips. As she finished this
remark, I began to rotate my cock more quickly, simultaneously pulling her
hips up to meet mine. Each time my cock encountered her maidenhead, I
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pulled back to rotate my cock even faster. Finally, when I felt that she
nor I could stand it any longer I pulled her buttocks up to meet my thrust,
while pushing my cockhead through her virginal barrier.
"Oh, please take it out it's too big", she screamed. But I merely stopped
my thrusting to let my cock soak in the mixture of her blood and
lubricating juices while her vagina expanded to accept my 8" prick.
Momentarily, I began to move my hips slightly back and forth removing only
a portion of my cock from her pussy. After a moment, she began to respond
as the pain in her virginal channel subsided and pleasurable sensations
began to replace the pain. After several more shallow thrusts, she began
to meet my down-thrusts by pushing her sweet little ass off of the sofa. As
our pubic bones ground together, I withdrew fully and began a series of
long, hard strokes into her tight little cunt. She had regained the
excitement she had while I was sucking her clit, and now began to really
hunch her ass up to swallow my cock with her cunt as her orgasm approached.
Sensing this, I began to stroke faster, longer and harder as I pulled my
cock almost completely out of her cunt before ramming it back in again. As
her breathing shallowed and she began to pant, I knew that she was near the
end. With one final savage thrust, I buried my cock into her vagina and
hunched quickly as she began to buck and scream. "Oh, my god, I'm coming,
I'm coming, I'm coming", she screamed again & again as her orgasm swept
over her. At the same time I was erupting deep within her cunt, sending
wave after wave of sperm into her tight, young pussy.
After we had both settled down and stopped our thrusting, I let my cock
soak and wither in her vagina as I told her how wonderful she was and how
good that had felt to me. She replied that while she had wanted to
maintain her virginity until she married, that she was glad that she had
allowed herself to be fucked thoroughly. When she asked when we could do
it again, I said "soon"....but, that will have to wait for another episode.
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