Naughty Neighbors (6 page)

CRYSTAL

I can’t believe I actually got Greg to fuck me. I thought for sure it would take a lot more than that; he’s been so aloof and standoffish lately.

I knew the first moment I saw him a little over a year ago that he was the man for me. I remember that day so vividly now.

I’d been in the hammock in the backyard reading as usual. It was a hot summer day and my only friend Jennifer had gone to the local pool with her boyfriend. Growing tired of always being the fifth wheel I begged off and decided to just hang around the house.

I saw the big moving truck pull into the driveway next door and put my book down on the grass, my interest now on the goings on next door.

The Millers had moved away months ago, a foreclosure I think. The place had been on the market so long we’d all despaired of it ever selling.

It was a big old Victorian in excellent shape because of the upkeep of the past few years.

I always liked that place, it was the nicest one on the block and I knew it went for a couple million at minimum.

The reason I was so interested though was because I was hoping for a teenage girl my age. Someone I could befriend since Jenny had become more and more scarce since hooking up with her boyfriend.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t find a boyfriend of my own if I wanted to, it’s just that the kids at my high school were so immature.

The boys were always talking about what they did to the girls the night before. Something I found rather distasteful, and so I stayed away from them. But boy do I wish I could find somebody to touch me sometimes so I didn’t have to do it myself.

Another problem I had was my size; my tits were still really small back then for a seventeen year old, compared to the other girls in my grade. There were even some younger ones who had more than I did up top.

My ass was nice I guess, at least I’ve heard plenty compliments about it. And my hair was beautiful the way it fell like a waterfall down my back to the top of my ass.

I had a pretty enough face I guess, but I wasn’t too jazzed about my eyes. I’d even fooled around with the idea of getting contacts at one point but gave it up when they irritated my eyes.

I was a little shy but not overly so, though to hear the jocks at school tell it, I was the ice princess. It was more that I was wary of their roving hands and wagging tongues than anything else.

I was also just a little bit sheltered truth be known, but inside beat the heart and pulse of your average teenager with raging hormones just waiting to explode over the least suspecting male.

I was also growing very tired of my damn virginity, I think I was the only one left of that dying breed in the whole school, probably the whole stupid town.

I knew freshmen who were getting more action than I was, then again even a simple finger fuck was more than I had ever scored.

So there I was with bated breath, waiting for the new family to arrive. This hot little sports car pulled in beside the truck and out stepped the hottest guy I’d ever seen in my life.

He was movie star gorgeous and I could tell from the way he stood as he spoke to the movers that he was one of those take control types.

My girly bits and taken notice and my breathing had never been the same since.

I’d used every excuse in the book since then to get close to him, to get him to notice me.

That first day I’d overcome some of my shyness to walk over with a welcome basket, since mom wasn’t home to do it.

I’d worn my shortest skirt and my tightest top, but he’d barely noticed. He kept moving around the room while we talked, not even looking at me.

I’d grown despondent and left after a half an hour or so, my nipples hard and between my legs wet. I went home and rubbed my kitty ‘til she was raw.

After that day I would watch him coming and going like a lovesick puppy. Then he and dad became friends and he’d spend lots of time at the house.

I loved those nights when he’d come over for dinner, I could just sit and stare at him for hours, or until mom asked me what as ailing me.

You see, I couldn’t let them know what I was up to or I would’ve been on the first bus to nana’s house a few states over.

My parents were pretty adamant that I was going to die a virgin. Anyway, all this time Greg was ignoring me except when he was treating me like a child. Asking me about school and what colleges I was applying to and stuff that I didn’t want to discuss with him.

At night I’d lay in my bed and pretend it was him touching me. I’d make up these scenarios in my head where he’d fall madly in love with me and we’d get married and have a family.

But Greg was not interested. To add insult to injury he started dating. I didn’t speak to him for two weeks after the first time I saw him kissing some woman as he helped her into her car early in the morning, after she’d obviously spent the night. I was pissed and he knew it, though he didn’t know why.

But then something happened. Out of nowhere my body changed and so did those feelings inside. I was horny all the time and even my clothes were too much sometimes the way they rubbed against my skin.

Mom and dad freaked and acted like they wanted to hide me away somewhere, but that’s maybe because the boys started coming around more often.

I also noticed that Greg would give me these looks when he thought I wasn’t looking, though I didn’t let on, I started hatching a plan.

I flirted with the boys at school who I had no interest in whatsoever, but I noticed that each time my parents would complain to him about how wild I was getting, he would get a tic in his jaw.

So then I started complaining to him about how I wanted to do all those things that kids my age were doing, and my parents wouldn’t let me do.

I knew I had him though, when he started running off every boy I brought home.

Oh he wasn’t very obvious about it, but I’d get it out of them by the end of the night. It helped to keep their grubby paws off me too, because I always convinced them that he meant business.

It didn’t make for many repeat dates but it got the job done if today was any indication.

He had sent me home after my nap he said, before my parents got suspicious. But I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was back over there. As sore as I was, I wasn’t nearly close to being done with him.

I rolled around on my bed and hugged my pillow, dreaming about what else he was gonna do to me, I can’t wait.

Greg

Shit, I had to call her dad over here under the pretense of having a problem. My conscience was bothering the shit outta me and I needed to take care of this shit before I gave myself an ulcer.

I’d sent her home so I could think clearly about how I was going to handle this. Can’t think straight with that pussy around, which spelt trouble for any future we might have if her old man didn’t shoot me dead.

How the fuck do you tell a man who trusted you that you’d defiled his only daughter? No I couldn’t leave it like this, besides I wasn’t sure that I could be without her for that long anyway, she’d hooked my ass.

“Hey Sam I need to see you over here a minute there’s a little something I need to discuss.” Yep I had made up my mind to take the bull by the horn.

Now usually I wouldn’t give a fuck about boning some guy’s kid as long as she was legal. But Sam and Donna had been nice to me and I feel kinda bad about plucking their daughter’s cherry.

“Hey Greg I was about to come see you before you called I’ll be right over.” He had a laugh in his voice and that made me feel even worse. I was about to fuck up his day.

He came to the door not five minutes later. “Hey Sam wanna grab a brew?” I led him back to the kitchen hoping that I didn’t end up having to kick my friend’s ass when he lost his shit.

I’m not real big on being hit and I’m pretty sure that that’s a possibility. The other thing is her being hit, which ain’t gonna fucking happen, so I have to be more than prepared for any eventuality.

“So which one was she?”

“Huh?” I had reached into the bar for a beer when he asked the question behind me with a grin.

“Last night, though I didn’t know you had a live one until this morning. You don’t usually let them stay that late, she must’ve been special.”

Oh fuck. “You saw her?” That can’t be, he would’ve recognized Chrissie for sure.

“Nope heard her.” He rocked back and forth on his heels with his hands shoved into the pockets of his Dockers and the dumbest grin on his face.

This is bad this is so fucking bad.

“What do you mean you heard her? Had she really been that loud?

“Like I said, I was about to come see you. I walked over earlier but from the sound of things I figured you were busy. Screamer huh? I remember those days, now with the kid in the house the wife and I have to be quiet.”

I’m going to be sick. I’m going to upchuck whatever the fuck is in my stomach right fucking here and now.

“So what was it you needed?”

“Oh you know, it will keep, you said you were coming to see me, what’s up?”

“Oh Donna and I need to go to her parents for the next few days. Her mom needs to go have some test and stuff done and the old man isn’t doing too well so it’s our turn since Donna’s sister did it when the old man had his stroke.

Crystal refuses to go, and since she’s eighteen we don’t want to force her, but, we don’t want her over there on her own, so we want you to keep an eye on her while we’re gone.

It’ll just be until Thursday, if it changes we’ll let you know, but you know school is out and I don’t want her getting into trouble. She already knows no boys allowed over, I know you can’t have eyes on her twenty-four seven but...”

He was rambling on and on about something, but my mind had gone blank. Just what the fuck is this, is this whole family trying to drive me nuts?

My dick the fuck was thumping in my pants already, trying to break out the gate; Sunday to Thursday? He’s thinking about all the pussy he could eat.

I tried talking some sense into his dumb ass but he wasn’t hearing shit. I don’t know what all Sam said, but the last words out of his mouth convinced me that I was caught in some sort of cosmic farce.

“So I think it would be better if she stayed over here with you.”

What the fuck? My dick was doing some kind of stretches and flexes in preparation.

I opened my mouth to object, not because I wouldn’t love to fuck the pink off my little princess’ pussy for the next three or four days, but because I needed to square things with her dad first. This was all kinds of fucked up.

After he left I had a stern talking to with my dick. ‘Now listen you, we are not touching her until we take care of matters. No matter what she does we are not giving in.’ He turned his nose up at me and sniffed; perverted fuck.

I tried more than once to talk him down, but he was making his way down my thigh like he was trying to escape that way. An hour later she came bounding through the door with her overnight bag and loose tits.

Andre Bocelli could see she wasn’t wearing a bra and that fucker is blind. I swallowed hard and tried to stand my ground, looking at anything but her magnificent tits.

“Hi Greg, guess what?” Did she have to sound like a teenager? She pushed those things up to my face like they were on offer.

“Ah, Crystal, we can’t do anything until I talk to your dad.” Out came the pout.

“Talk to my dad about what?”

“About us, what we did this morning.” My cock was talking shit but I ignored him.

“I’m an adult I don’t need my daddy’s permission to do anything.”

“This is different and you know it, now while you’re here for the next few days I want you to...” she turned and walked away from me and headed towards the bedrooms.

I had the presence of mind to go after her and make sure she went to one of the guest rooms, but nope.

She flounced into my room. By the time I got there she was lying back on my bed and had her little skirt up around her waist with her fingers in her pussy. Fucking girl.

“Crystal...”

“Don’t you want me, wasn’t I good enough?” she gave me the big puppy dog eyes, but I wasn’t that weak.

“Fix yourself and get off my bed, you’ll take one of the guestrooms while you’re here and there will be no more of that.” I pointed to the finger- fucking buffet and turned to leave the room. There, my voice was precise and no nonsense I am a grown man dammit.

“Oh I get it, I’m just like all the others right. You just fucked me like a weekend slut and now you’re done with me.”

Oh damn. “Stop talking like that, you know that’s bullshit.” I looked back at her and her little face looked so sad.

“Baby we can’t sneak around behind your parents’ backs, that’s wrong, I don’t operate that way...”

“You don’t have to come up with any more excuses I get it, I’m just a silly little girl who thought you liked her more than you did.” She sat up and fixed her skirt with a tear running down her cheek.

“Princess that’s just not true.” I made the tactical error of sitting on the bed next to her.

“Look just let me talk to your dad first okay. I’m not going to ask him permission or anything like that.

It’s not like he’s gonna say no you can’t see my daughter and I’m gonna slink away. But I need to do this out in the open it’s the only decent thing to do.”

She sniffed and kept her head down. “Last year that Marcy girl was my age or just a year older, did you ask her dad?”

How the fuck did she know about that shit? Marcy was indeed nineteen but Marcy was no Chrissie.

Marcy knew her way around a dick and her dad could care less what she was doing on a Saturday night as long as it didn’t interfere with his drinking. Don’t judge me, I’m one of those try anything once types.

“Babe it wasn’t like that...” oh for fuck sake, whatever happened to virtuous young ladies who waited to be asked.

That bra burning shit just let loose a whole other breed of species and it’s poor saps like me who have to pay the price.

“I understand, she was better, you don’t have to say anything else, I get it. You had your fill and now you don’t want me anymore.”

She set her face up like she was about to cry and I cannot stand to see her cry, it fucks with my insides.

“Baby of course I want you, look.” Tactical error number two, I took her hand and put it on my straining cock. He was doing his calisthenics in preparation for things to come.

She squeezed my cock and I could’ve sworn I saw a sly grin on her face before she hid it. I didn’t stop her hand from stroking me through my jeans though; it felt too fucking good.

“Are your parents still here?”

“No they left.” She didn’t take her eyes off my crotch.

“Dammit, I should’ve talked to your dad when I had the chance.” The tab of my zipper was eased down and fresh air hit my dick. That’s all she wrote.

He bobbed into the air and saluted her with a little liquid offering on his tip. She licked her lips and went right to work.

My hand went to her head, I was going to pull her off, really I was, but I got distracted by her mouth.

Her tongue was trying to fit into my cock slit and she was making slurping noises as she sucked up my pre-cum.

Okay just one more won’t hurt anybody. I was determined to go slow this time though, if it killed me.

“Are you sore baby?” I was trying to find her pussy with my fingers under her skirt.

“Uh-uh.” At least that’s what I think she said; the words were muffled by the dick in her mouth.

I fingered her tight little pussy as she tried to suck the skin off my cock. “Turn around here let me get at you.”

My mouth was watering as I flipped her over onto her back. Her pussy was pink and wet and so fucking beautiful I almost whimpered.

I dove face first into her cunt and went to work. Between the two of us I don’t know who was making the most noise. I ate her pussy inside out until my jaw hurt and my face was covered in pussy cream.

I sank my tongue into her heat over and over again while using two thick fingers to stretch her. Her clit was swollen and standing at attention when I pulled it into my mouth.

She moaned and writhed against my mouth and begged me to fuck her and suddenly it dawned on me that this hot pussy was going to be mine for the next couple days at least.

With that thought riding me hard I got to my knees between her spread thighs. She looked wanton and just fucking fuckable lying there spread out, waiting for me to feed her my cock.

I decided to tease her and stroked my cock nice and slow while her eyes followed my every move. She licked her lips and whimpered and her fingers went to her cunt.

“That’s right baby, fuck yourself with your fingers, I want to watch you bring yourself off.”

She frigged herself vigorously as I sped up my strokes. Pretty soon the only sounds in the room was our breathing and the sloppy wet sounds her cunt made as she fucked herself with her fingers.

Her juice was running down her fingers and the crack of her ass when I finally had enough and fell on her like a starving wolf.

Taking both ankles in my hands I spread her open and sank my cock into her open pussy; going balls deep in one smooth move.

She hissed and bucked as I pinned her to the bed with my cock. “I hope you’re not still sore babe because I’m about to fuck you hard as fuck.”

Her eyes widened as if to say she thought that’s what I’d done earlier. Not even close. Now that her cherry was out of the way and she’d had a little time to rest up I was about to show her what she’d got herself into.

I’d already made up my mind that I was keeping her, might as well introduce her to the dick that was going to be in and out of her pussy everyday for the rest of her life.

I slammed my cock in and out of her as she moved beneath me, trying to keep up. Her body looked like I was splitting her in two each time I fed her pussy my dick, which was one angry looking fucker.

Suddenly I got the bright idea that there was one way to ensure her dad’s approval and sped up my thrusts into her.

“I’m going to breed you Crystal.” I could see from her response that she hadn’t given that one much thought, but she didn’t seem too put out by the idea.

It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, it wasn’t the ideal way to do things, but the die was cast.

***

I spent the next three days fucking her as often as I looked at her. Her pussy stayed tight no matter how hard I tried to stretch it to fit.

And by Thursday morning when her parents were on their way back, I was pretty sure the deed was done. I’d emptied enough sperm in her to knock her up ten times over.

In the end I ended up telling her father about us. He wasn’t too happy about it, but funnily enough his wife was all for it.

She seemed to like the idea of her daughter being married to a more mature mate, who was in a position to take care of her.

Our son was born exactly nine months, two weeks to the day I first took her, and our daughter followed one year later. Life is good.

THE END