Fen, Male, 37

	- Narrator, Widower of Tasha

	- Light tan skin, 5'10, 150lbs, short, cropped brown hair, green eyes

Sam (Samantha), Female, 13

	- Fen's neighbor

	- Light-olive skin, 5'3, 110lbs, shoulder-length black hair, dark eyes

All night, my dreams were filled with views of tight teen pussies, visible but just out of reach. I could smell them in the air, see tufts of soft pubes rising above narrow, puffy slits. Like a lot of dreams, the rest of the details of the girls were fuzzy, I didn't recall hair color, breast size, or much else about them. My dream self was focused on their cunts and all night my dreams presented one after another. I never touched them, though I recall trying. I reached out, tried to finger them, tried to feel the warm flesh, but my dream would shift and leave me wanting more.

I awoke groggy, feeling a bit worn out, conflicted about the things I'd done the night before, horny from the dream-pussies I'd watched. Coffee and a jog got me going and I was feeling better by early afternoon. I worked on my patio, cleaning up debris and watering plants. A small piece of paper was taped to my chair, the one I frequently used while masturbating. My heart skipped and my mind raced at what might be in the note. I opened it and read.

I'm drawn to you in ways you won't believe. I have a need. A desperate need. I want to rush in but I cannot. Some customs have to be preserved if I'm going to achieve my goals. Please, join me again tonight right here. I want you to see me. I need you to see me. I hope you will. – Sam (Samantha)

It had to be my masturbating teen watcher. Samantha, now I knew her name. My racing thoughts were conflicted. I desperately wanted to see the girl after what we'd done. The thought of seeing her naked, naked and masturbating, had my cock hard and throbbing. I also knew I would again go against my decision to enjoy the teen from a distance. Meeting her would be a terrible risk, one I would regret if things progressed or someone found out.

I hit the vodka that afternoon, my drinking a recent habit I'd developed as I tried to reenter the world and date again. It took the edge off, for sure, but it also left control of my urges softened and loose. I gave in to my desires those nights while Sam watched me, and I knew that the liquor would ensure I met with Samantha that night. A few shots down, I killed time finishing up my busy work and before long, the evening had arrived.

I shaved and showered and put on a dress-casual shirt and pants. No underwear. A bit of cologne. Brushed my teeth. My nerves rang as I vibrated through the process. Thoughts of meeting Sam had butterflies like those on her panties swirling in my stomach. My dick was hard most of this time, drooling precum in anticipation of the evening's fun.

I let myself out onto the lanai and settled into my chair. Waiting a while, my cock demanded some attention, so I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and slowly stroked my penis. Cam images flashed through my head of Sam masturbating that night, the sounds of her moans echoed in my skull. My dick throbbed and I stroked it to the thoughts.

The screen door opened and in the darkness I watched a shadow approach my position. My hand froze on my cock as the stranger drew near. The girl's skin was a dull grey in the darkness, but the shape of her body became clear as she stopped a few feet from me. She wore a tight t-shirt, small cones pressed against the fabric. Small jean-shorts covered her hips and thighs. Sam was around 5'3, 110lbs or so. Her hips were slightly wider than one might expect from a young teen, far from fat, though, well-rounded and shapely.

I caught a glimpse of her face, her mouth open slightly, her doe-shaped eyes looking at my penis. For a moment she just stood there, staring at my cock as I sat frozen and uncertain.

“Thank you. I hoped you would join me tonight,” Sam started. “I want you to watch me tonight. Like I watched you last night. I want us to watch each other. That's what I have to do if I want things to work out.”

I had no clue what she meant by 'work out,' but at that point, I didn't really care. The teen started unbuttoning her shorts and slid them down, along with her light-colored panties. Sam's lightly-hairy snatch was only a few feet away from me. She parted her thighs and repositioned her feet to give me a better view. A small bush rose over her slit, puffy labia just beginning to grow into the mature lips of a ripe young woman. My hand moved on its own along my shaft as I stared at the girl's sex.

“Sam... I don't know what to say. I... you are so beautiful. So beautiful...” I sounded incoherent as my voice felt disembodied. Excitement and nerves left me shaking a bit as I slowly stroked my cock.

Sam wet her fingers and slid her hand down to her slit, rubbing herself as she watched me. “I know. I know. I barely understand what I'm doing. What I'm driven to do. But I must, you see. I need this to fulfill... promises...”

Again, I had no idea what she referred to, and again, I cared not. Sam massaged her cunt, sliding her fingers into her slit and circling her clit. I watched as she began to hump her hand, rocking her hips forward and back as she played with herself. I stroked my cock harder, watching as the teen girl touched herself and stared at my groin.

Sam groaned and rocked harder, my own speed increasing. Her breathing became heavy. Panting. She masturbated and ground her crotch against her circling fingers. “Oh yes... uhnnn... uhnnn... ohhh.... ohyesss...” Sam ran her other hand to her budding, shirt-covered breasts, rubbing and fondling her small cones. I stroked faster as the teen neared orgasm.

The girl slid a finger between her labia, inserting just a tip, moaning louder. “uhNNN... ooHHhh.. OH... OHH... UHNNN...” Sam's hips bucked, her body writhing in rhythm with her hands. My cock swelled and I felt my nuts draw up as sperm boiled up my shaft. "Aim it here. Shoot it on me here..." Sam made it clear she wanted my load on her sex. Imagining cumming on the young teen's cunt had my seed ready to blow.

Sam exploded, orgasming hard on her hand. “UHHNNN... OHHHH.... OHHHH... UHNNN... Ohhh... Uhnnn... ohhh.... yesss...” Her body shook as she climaxed, her puffy nipples straining against her shirt.

I ejaculated. My sperm shot out forcefully, the first squirt hitting Sam's cunt and hand. She moaned as a second squirt coated her privates. A third and fourth squirt hit her stomach and panties, running down her flesh and fabric. I groaned loudly, not caring if I was heard as I stared at the teen's puffy slit. I covered her sex with my seed, Sam watching me ejaculate as she rode her orgasm down.

I slowed my stroking and my cock was only leaking fluid when a dim light began to glow between Sam's legs. Stronger it grew, pulsing as it increased in intensity. Soon, the light was radiant, easily showing my entire lanai. The details of Sam's cunt became clear to my eyes and I stared harder in between her thighs, unable to look away as her privates glowed with peach-colored light. My sperm still dripped down her stomach and public hairs, her slit bathed in both light and cum.

Sam let out a sigh and small laugh. She looked relieved. Happy. Joyous, even. The light between her legs began to dim and slowly slid away. My combined climax and shock at the light began to fade, and thoughts picked up speed in my head. What the hell was going on?

Sam broke the silence first. “Yes... Yes, that was it! I knew you would be the one. I couldn't be sure until you came on me like that. Couldn't be sure you would help me fulfill my destiny. But now I know!”

I sat speechless, trying to comprehend her statement. I'm 'the one?' What destiny? “Sam... what is going on? What was that light?”

Sam pulled a chair over beside me and sat, taking my hand in hers. “Where to begin? I... I can't tell you everything right now. Some of it has to come from someone else, someone you'll talk to tomorrow. I only somewhat understand things, I'm driven to fulfill my destiny and have a lot of questions about why and how that I can't answer for myself.” The teen lazily ran her hand through her slit and tasted her fingers. “Mmm... your cum tasted better than I thought it could. I've never done that before, played with myself where anyone could watch me. You were my first.”

“I've never done that either, well, before last night anyway. Sam... I don't understand. I can't seem to understand what is happening to me. To us.”

“Like I said, I barely know myself, and you'll have to wait till tomorrow for more. Right now, I need you to do something for me. Taste me. Down there. I need you to taste me."

Sam leaned back and spread her legs wide, opening her labia with her fingers. I could see her lips glisten as she opened her sex, the young teen's slit was puffy and lightly-hairy. I was compelled to obey her. I ignored the warnings in my head and knelt down between Sam's thighs.

My first taste was directly inside her cunt. I let my tongue slide between her labia and sample the wet teen cunny within. Her pussy was salty and warm, pungent and both sweet and sour. Her cream was slick and coated my tongue. I savored the taste of Sam's young cunt and swallowed her cream as I could. Probing with the tip, my tongue hit a barrier and I knew I was licking a virgin's hymen. Sam moaned as I ate her.

I licked up and down the length of her virgin pussy, felt the hairs tickle my chin and nose. I swept up to her hard clit and circled it with my tongue, feeling the girl buck lightly against me and grunt with each pleasurable flick. I picked up speed, alternating between her inner cunt and her clit, working a rhythm that had her grinding her hips into my face.

Sam took my head in her hands, holding me tightly between her thighs and moaned louder. “Ohhhh... yesss... I'm gonna cum again... Oh, yess... make me cummmm...” I flicked her clit and slid my tongue all over her slick sex, tasting her teen cunt and swallowing the cream I found. Sam bucked three times hard. “uhhHNNN... uhhHNNN... uhhHNNN...” She orgasmed. “OHHHHHHHH... OHHHHHH... OHHHHHH...” Sam squeezed my head with her thighs, her clit pounding as she climaxed. I licked her snatch quickly, taking in the leaking cream between her legs. Sam's pussy flooded my mouth and I swallowed her cum as she vibrated down from her orgasm.

She held me like that for a few moments, breathing heavily, my lips and tongue still on her sex. Finally, she leaned up and pulled my head to hers. We kissed deeply, her cunt juices still in my mouth. Sam moaned as she tasted herself on me. Her tongue probed mine and we shared the long, wet kiss for some time. I became aware again of the light between her legs. The glow was radiating strongly and felt hot against me. Sam maintained our kiss, and I found myself unwilling or unable to pull away. The glow subsided and disappeared and we were left in the darkness, our mouths and tongues wet and joined.

Sam broke our kiss and spoke softly. “Thank you... I had begun to doubt I'd find you. Oh, thank Sylviana I've found you and you're the one!” The smell of her sex wafted strongly between us and I inhaled the musky aroma. “I... I need to go now.” She shushed me as I started speak. “I know, I know... just... I need to go now. Tomorrow. I promise, you'll find out more tomorrow. Take the day off. Tomorrow, you'll talk to someone who can explain.”

Sam slipped from my embrace, pulled up her shorts, and slid quickly from my patio, disappearing into the darkness. I slumped heavily into my chair and tried to sort through what had just happened. The jumbled and confusing and erotic thoughts made no sense, connections obviously missing, and I slunk off to my bed to sleep without any of the answers I sought.