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Subject: {ASSM} The Neighbour's daughter Ch. 8 (mf rom) by Henrik Larsen
Date: Sun, 11 Nov 2001 19:10:08 -0500
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(c) Copyright Henrik Larsen 2001



Comments are very welcome. You can reach me either through assd or by e-mail 
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This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

If, for some reason, you feel offended by erotic stories, then I don't know 
why you have opened this one. Maybe to be offended, so you can complain 
about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this. If that's the 
case, my advice is to seek professional help. You need it. If you are not 
allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held responsible, if you 
choose to continue. But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

A great thanks to Old Rotorhead and Cagey. I'm very grateful for their 
patient work, correcting and editing my stories, and their constant 
encouragement.

Reposting or any other use of this story is strictly prohibited without the 
express, written permission of the author.




The Neighbour's daughter. Chapter 8.


Mrs Larsen's physical condition was getting gradually worse. She walked very 
badly now and had to use the Zimmer frame in the apartment. Her brain was 
still working fine but her spirits were fading. She often said that she'd 
had her share of life and experience, and that it was time to go. That 
afternoon she gave me a key to her apartment.

"One day, I'll not be able to open the door when you knock," she said as she 
handed me the key.

"You'll have many good years still," I said, probably because I was afraid 
to think about what it would be like to let myself in, when the inevitable 
moment arrived.

"I've had my fair share of life now," she said and shook her head. "You look 
so peaceful when you're dead," she added.

I'm glad I was so tired that evening, at bedtime. Even though I tried to 
think about Sophie and Nina, the thought of finding Mrs Larsen was 
constantly returning to my head.

   - - -

Sleep is a wonderful thing. The next morning, Mrs Larsen's key seemed less 
burdensome and when Sophie knocked on my door, I forgot about it. She was 
bubbling with excitement and began talking about yesterday before I'd closed 
the door behind her.

"It was just so exciting. I wish we could do it again but Nina has to work. 
We have to find a way to meet, when school starts again. Will you have some 
early days?"

"Good morning, Sophie," I grinned. "I might get some early days but not in 
the beginning. We'll have to think about some other way. We can talk about 
it over breakfast."

"Yes, I'm starving," Sophie said. "You want to do it again, too? I really 
love Nina. Not like you but she's so wonderful to be with, you know. I think 
I'll be like her, you know, try everything at least once. And I actually 
tried something before she did."

Sophie was unstoppable and I just let her talk. She didn't wait for me to 
answer the questions she asked and I think she talked for something like 
five minutes, before she slowed down and gave me a chance. Not that it was 
boring; her excitement was contagious and it was very exciting to listen to 
her. She talked about sex in a way she hadn't done before, but now that I 
knew about her relationship with Nina, it was as if she could talk about 
everything. When she finally stopped talking and began to eat, I got the 
chance to say something.

"It sounds like Nina has tried a lot. Has she told you about all of it?" I 
asked. Sophie nodded with her mouth full of cornflakes.

"Will you tell me about it, when we have finished breakfast?"

Sophie nodded again.

We finished eating and went into the bedroom.

"I'm a bit sore today," Sophie giggled as I help her take the long dress 
off.

"We'll take it easy then. Tell me about Nina and her adventures."

"She's done a lot of stuff. Really wild, some of it, like letting a guy 
spank her. Not hard of course. They played a game, kind of. She was a 
naughty schoolgirl and he was punishing her. It hurt a little but it felt 
really good afterwards. She said her butt was really hot and tingling and 
she was so excited. She had to count the strokes and thank him and then beg 
him to fuck her. Nina said it was so exciting."

"Did they play that game often?" I asked.

"No. The guy was a jerk. Nona found out that he was dating another girl at 
the same time and dumped him," Sophie replied.

"What else has she tried?"

"She's done it with two boys once and . . . she'd tried to take a cock in 
her arse," Sophie said and blushed.

I'd heard about it but I thought that it was mainly gay men who did it. I 
didn't really know what to think about it, but I don't think I'd have come 
up with that idea on my own.

"How was that?" I asked.

"Nina said that the first time she tried it, it hurt like hell. She wasn't 
ready for it and the guy just forced it into her and said that the pain 
would go away but it had hurt all the time. She walked funny for two days," 
Sophie added, giggling. "I don't know why she tried it again, Being really 
painful and all the first time, but she did and the guy she was with had 
been really gentle and done it slowly with a finger first and had used some 
oil or something to make it better. It hadn't hurt that much. But just when 
it began to feel good, the guy came. Nina hasn't tried it again since then."

"It's kind of hard to imagine that it can feel nice," I said.

"I don't think it's something I want to try right away. I'd rather play 
games. That sounds really exciting," she said, just as she had liberated my 
cock.

"Like being a naughty schoolgirl?"

"Maybe or maybe pretend that I've been abducted by you and Nina and have to 
guess who's touching me. Perhaps you could be the one who was blindfolded," 
she giggled. "Then it will be more difficult to guess."

"It sounds exciting," I said and let my hand caress Sophie's back. She was 
lying on her stomach, relaxed but looking at me with sparkling eyes.

"Nina says she wants to try to be tied up and made love to, but it has to be 
with someone she really trusts. That sounds really exciting as well."

"Would you trust me to do that to you?" I asked her. I'd fantasised a little 
about something like that, after seeing a girl tied up in one of my 
brother's magazines.

"I'd trust you to do anything to me," Sophie replied with a very happy face.

"I'd never hurt you."

"Will you spank me, if I asked you to, you know, just for fun like Nina 
did?" Sophie asked.

I though about it for a second. I wouldn't want to hurt her but if it was 
for fun and she wanted it, it would really be like I was hurting her.

"If that was what you wanted, I guess I would," I answered.

Sophie looked thoughtful.

"I think I'd like to try to be tied up rather than spanked. Maybe I want to 
try and be spanked too, but the thought of being tied up is much more 
exciting."

"How would you like to be tied up?" I asked. The thought intrigued me.

Sophie thought about it for a moment. I was caressing her lovely buttocks 
lightly.

"You have to have a big bed with bedposts in all corners. I want you to tie 
me up like an X with smooth, red satin ribbons, tied with nice bows, just 
like a Christmas present. Maybe a bow around my breasts too, " her eyes were 
getting a dreamy glow. "What would you do to me?"

My hand slipped down to her thighs and Sophie spread her legs.

"I would . . . caress you very lightly all over your body except your 
nipples and pussy. I'd kiss and lick you all over for a very long time. 
Really tease you," I replied.

"And then?" Sophie asked, excitedly.

"Then I'd untie the bow that held the ribbon around your tits and kiss your 
nipples. I'd kiss them softly first, making them hard and then pinch them 
lightly, pull them out and play with them until you were about to go crazy."

Sophie was breathing faster now and I could feel the heat radiating from her 
pussy as I caressed her inner thighs.

"I'd move my hands down over your stomach to your pussy to feel how excited 
you had become."

I move my hand up to her pussy and slipped a finger in between her pussy 
lips. It was like dipping into an oil well; a hot one! Sophie purred and 
closed her eyes.

"I'd just slowly tease you with my finger, touch your lips and slip it into 
you, but only a little bit. Maybe I'd move up here," I said as I dragged my 
finger up between her buttocks to her arsehole.

Sophie tensed very briefly, then relaxed and tried to spread her legs wider.

"Does it feel good," I asked, letting my finger tickled her arse very 
gently.

"Mmmmm yessss," Sophie sighed.


I kept my finger there for a while, feeling how her muscles tighten and 
relaxed. I could feel her open up a little, but it didn't feel like she 
opened enough for me to slip my finger in. Besides, I wasn't sure I wanted 
to slip my finger in there. I still found it a little difficult to associate 
it with something erotic, even though I no longer found the thought of it to 
be repulsive.

"I'll tease you for a long time, almost making you come and the stopping 
again. I'll make you so hot, wet and desperate that you'll beg me to make 
you come. I'll sink two fingers deep into you and feel how hot you are, 
wiggle them around and feel your wetness."

I put two fingers into her and began to move them in and out. Sophie's hips 
were undulating, pressing up against my hand. She was breathing hard now.

"I want to feel you inside me," Sophie gasped. "Please, hold my hands like 
you had tied me up and fuck me."

I was already pretty worked up myself and to hear Sophie say something like 
that turned me on in a way I had never expected. I crawled on top of her and 
positioned myself between her legs. Then I grabbed her wrists and held them 
tightly over her head, holding the rest of her body down with my weight. I 
sank into her like a hot knife through butter. I couldn't get very deep into 
her but it felt so good to lie on her soft buttocks.

I moved very little, only enough to really feel her soft arse against my 
stomach, Sophie moaned and tried to push her arse up against me, but my 
weight made it very difficult for her. When she realised that she couldn't 
move, she began to struggle even harder. It was so exciting I think Sophie 
enjoyed it just as much as I did. Maybe even more, because it was me that 
suddenly realised that I had forgotten to put on a condom. I pulled out 
immediately.

"Please don't stop." Sophie complained.

"I forgot the condom!"

"Oh God. But you didn't come."

"No but . . . sometimes there can be some sperm it the fluid that comes out, 
when I get excited." I said and saw how Sophie's face began to turn pale. I 
had to come up with something to convince her that everything was going to 
be ok, even though I was pretty scared myself. "Let's go to the shower and 
wash you. I don't think those little bastards like soap."

We went to the shower and I rubbed a generous amount of soap into my hands, 
Sophie leaned against the wall with her back to me and I inserted two soapy 
fingers into her.

"Don't worry. The chances that something would happen is almost zero," I 
reassured her.

It seemed to work. Sophie began to breathe harder as my fingers worked 
inside her. I pulled them out, took the showerhead and aimed it directly 
against her crotch. Sophie gasped and raised herself on her toes as the hard 
jets of water hit her pussy.

"Uhhhhhm it's almost too much," she moaned.

I put the showerhead against directly against her pussy to try and get some 
of the water inside her.

"You're filling me with water," she gasped. "It feels so funny."

I put the showerhead back on the wall, allowing the water that had some 
inside her to run out. Sophie just stood and waited for my directions.

"Do you want me to wash you some more?" I asked. "Just for fun."

"Yes!"

I put more soap on my hands and began to rub her crotch, from the top of her 
pubic hair back through the cleft between her buttocks. I deliberately 
pressed my finger a little harder against her, when I passed her arsehole. I 
felt more comfortable touching her there now. I mean, I knew she was clean. 
Sophie responded immediately.

"That feels good. Do it again."

I touched the tiny hole gently with the tip of my finger and felt her 
muscles clench tightly, but she purred excitedly and relaxed a little before 
she tightened up again. The soap made her very slippery and when she relaxed 
again, the tip of my finger was kind of sucked in, just a fraction of an 
inch, then expelled. I kept my finger in the centre and wriggled it. My 
other hand was gently soaping her pussy, sliding between the swollen folds 
of her pussy.

Sophie began to push back against my probing finger and I eased the pressure 
to avoid hurting her.

"Try to push it in," Sophie moaned.

This time I didn't give it a second thought. With the soap and water it 
couldn't be that bad. I increased the pressure and when Sophie relaxed, my 
finger slipped inside her to the first knuckle. Sophie tensed again and 
squeezed my finger really hard, but she kept the pressure and the finger 
stayed lodged in her arse.

"How does it feel?" I asked her.

"Strange," She gasped and thought about it for a second. "Strange but kind 
of good."

She pushed back at me kind of suddenly and forced a little more inside 
herself.

"It feels really funny," she said. "I think I like it."

I'd stopped rubbing her pussy while I inserted my finger and when I resumed, 
I slipped my thumb inside her pussy. Sophie moaned contentedly and began to 
move her hips in a slow, circular motion, but it quickly grew faster and 
more intense. I wriggled both my thumb in her pussy and my index finger in 
her arse and rubbed her clit. Her inner muscles tightened around my thumb 
and it felt as if she was trying to snap off my finger with her arse. She 
began to tremble and her legs gave in. I was afraid to hurt her and pulled 
my finger out of her arse. I don't know if that was what sent her over the 
edge, but she sure came and she fell back against me. I held her up with my 
right shoulder against her buttock and my left hand, the thumb still buried 
deeply inside her.

I eased her down beside me and pulled her close to me until she had 
recovered. Then we kissed for a long time, until Sophie began to shift a 
little uneasily.

"The soap makes my pussy sting," she said and got up.

"I'll rinse it off," I said.

"Don't turn the water up too high. That stings too and I don't think it will 
feel at all good now."

I rinsed the soap off as gently as possible. Sophie's pussy was very red, 
almost inflamed.

"I'm sorry, Sophie. I didn't know that was going to happen," I said as we 
examined her back on my bed.

"It's not your fault," Sophie said. "And it felt soo good while you did it," 
she added with a loving smile.

We cuddled up on the bed, just kissing and caressing each other. I'd managed 
to forget that we only had one week left and I felt a sting when I thought 
about it. What was I going to do without Sophie? I quickly pushed the 
thought away, do as not to spoil the moment.

Sophie's inflamed pussy had scared me and my cock had gone limp but as we 
lay there and caressed, it grew hard again. I didn't really think about it. 
Kissing and caressing just felt nice and relaxing after two slightly scary 
experiences. Time passed, half an hour, perhaps an hour. My cock was 
squeezed between us and I think Sophie noticed it more than I did.

"I think I'm too sore to make love any more today," Sophie said looking down 
at my hard cock.

I looked down at her crotch. Her pussy had an angry, red colour and I could 
feel the warm glow from it on my thigh, which was the part of me closest to 
her crotch.

"Does it hurt a lot?" I asked.

"A little, but I'll survive," she replied as she sat up and pushed me over 
on my back. "Don't worry about it, just lie back and relax."

"Yes, ma'am," I replied and put my hands behind me head.

Sophie placed herself between my legs and lowered her mouth to my cock. I'd 
expected her to take it in her mouth right away, but instead she kissed it 
lightly all the way down the shaft to my balls. Tentatively, she stuck out 
her tongue and licked my balls.

"Like that?" she asked, looking up at me from behind my cock.

"Ummm."

She put her hand on my cock, pushing in back and lowered her mouth to my 
balls again. Next thing I felt one of my balls being sucked into her mouth 
with a slurping sound. She sucked it very gently. My cock jerked and tried 
to escape her hand. Sophie closed her hand around it and moved her hand up 
and down very slowly. It felt good but suddenly she stopped and almost spit 
out my ball.

"It would be much better if you didn't have hair on your balls," she frowned 
and tried to catch the hair that she'd got in her mouth. I couldn't help 
laughing.

"You're lucky. My hairs are usually a fair distance from the parts of me 
you're sucking on. I get hair in my mouth every time."

"You mean this part," she said, pulled back the foreskin and put a finger on 
the tip of my cock. It was almost too much.

"Yes," I gasped.

"I'll stick to that, then," she said and lowered her face.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip. My cock jerked violently in her 
hand and Sophie found that to be very amusing. She lashed her tongue over 
the tip several times, giggling when my cock throbbed in her hand, but I 
think she could see that it was too much and finally, she pressed her lips 
down over my cock and took the head into her warm, wet mouth.

She was still in a teasing mood, though and she just held my head in her 
mouth, sucking until her cheeks were pulled in and then releasing the 
suction. Her tongue circled the rim of the head and she sucked again. All 
the time, she looked up at me. The sight of her with my cock in her mouth 
was very exciting, especially when she looked up at me.

After a while, she let go of the shaft with her hand and put her hands on 
each side of me. Still looking me deep in the eyes, she began to take more 
and more of my cock into her mouth. When it hit the back of her throat, she 
gagged a little, but she kept it there until she had stopped gagging. I 
could see a triumphant smile in her eyes and I knew what she was planning to 
do.

The pressure on my cock grew and she tried to force the last part of my cock 
into her mouth, but her throat wouldn't give. She gagged again and I could 
sense that her stomach convulsed. Water began to fill her eyes and I 
wondered if it was because it hurt, but I assured myself that one often get 
tears in the eyes, when you choke on something and that was probably the 
reason.

She eased off but she didn't give up. After she'd blinked the tears away, 
she tried again, this time even harder than before, but the result was the 
same. I put my hands on her head to ease her off.

"Hey now, don't hurt yourself. Don't you think one injury a day is enough?" 
I asked her.

"It doesn't hurt and I'm almost there. I hardly gag when it touches my 
throat. Maybe, if you pushed me down with your hands?"

"No way. I've done enough as it is and you might strain something in your 
throat, if I try to force myself into it," I replied. Two incidents was 
enough, I had no need for more. "Be patient. If Nina can, you can learn it, 
too, but it doesn't have to be all in one day."

"But you liked it when Nina did it?" Sophie asked.

"Yes, but Nina's not you and I like it a lot more when you do it, no matter 
how much you can take," I pulled her up to me and kissed her. "I love you 
and that makes it feel much better."

Sophie smiled and began kissing her way back down over my body.

"I love you, too and I want to make you feel as good as possible," she said, 
just before she reached my cock.

Once again, my cock disappeared into her mouth, all the way to the back of 
her throat, but she still couldn't make it fit. Then she gave up and began 
to suck it, moving her head up and down faster and faster and it really did 
feel much better when it was Sophie, not Nina, doing it.

Within a minute, I exploded into her mouth. Sophie kept sucking until she 
was sure she'd got it all. She made sure I was looking at her, before she 
swallowed it all.

"I'm beginning to like the taste," she said. "I think it's because I love 
you."






To be continued.



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