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Subject: {ASSM} The Neighbour's daughter Ch. 14 by (mff rom) by Henrik Larsen
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(c) Copyright Henrik Larsen 2001



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*** ATTENTION ***

I always try to answer all letters I get (I don't get that much), but 
sometimes I get letters with an invalid return address. This is frustrating, 
because I do want to reply. SO, if you have written to me and never received 
a reply, that is probably the reason.
Art, I did get your letter, but the reply bounces with "Invalid address".



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 14.

It took some time and a lot of tears to convince Sophie that I still loved 
her and wanted to live with her, but that it would be better if she could 
reach some kind of agreement with her parents and live with them. Then we 
began to discuss her "demands".

At first, she wanted them to apologise to her for treating her badly, but I 
convinced her that it would be very difficult to make them admit that they 
had treated her wrongly all these years. She'd have to go slowly. We settled 
on two basic demands: She wanted to dress like other girls her age, and she 
wanted to be able to go out and visit her friends and classmates.

Sophie also wanted to get on the pill, but I knew a way to fix that without 
involving her parents. I'd discretely asked my doctor if it was possible for 
him to make the prescription for Sophie without her parents knowing, and as 
long as she was over 15, that would be no problem. In principle, she would 
have to go to her own doctor, but when I explained the circumstances, he 
agreed to do it, if needed.

I was very nervous when Sophie called her parents.

"Hi mum. It's Sophie. I just called to say I'm doing fine. - - Yes, that's 
why I called. - - Mum, don't - - With a friend - - Not Nina. I have other 
friends, even though you would prefer that I sat alone in my room the rest 
of my life."

Not a cleaver remark, but Sophie was upset even before she made the call. 
She listened for a while, and then all of a sudden she yelled:

"Stop it, mum! That's not the way it is. I'm not a child any more and you 
have to stop treating me like one. - - No, I won't hang up if you listen to 
me. I want to dress like other girls and I want to be able to go out like 
other girls. I want to have a life!"

She was getting very angry now and any chance of a mutual understanding 
between Sophie and her mother was rapidly evaporating.

"Why do I have to be different from all other girls? - - Maybe it was, when 
you were my age, but it's different now! - - No, you're wrong. How many 
girls do you know that aren't allowed to visit their friends? - - Why don't 
you ask your colleagues what their daughters are allowed to do? - - That's 
not true and you know it. I'm the only one who lives in a prison. - - How 
could I tell Nina's mother? I'm not allowed to visit her. I never talk to 
her. - - Just forget it. I'm staying here. Good bye mum."

Sophie hung up. She was upset and very frustrated. I didn't need to ask. 
Instead, I put my arms around her and pulled her close to me.

"You can stay here for as long as you want. Don't worry, they'll come to 
their senses," I whispered.

"She was so concerned the first few seconds, and then she starts telling me 
that I have to come home and go back to the old ways. She knows it's wrong, 
I mean, she can ask anybody, but she won't admit it. I did listen to her, 
and I didn't hang up on her, but she won't listen to me," Sophie said, 
desperately trying to suppress her tears.

"You did what you could. You'll just have to give them more time."

"I have to be patient! I have to give them time! I have to go back and put 
up with their old fashioned ideas! Why is it always me?" Sophie sniffled, no 
longer able to contain her tears.

"I wish I knew, Sophie."

- - -

Sophie didn't call her parents the next couple of days. No, it wasn't 
revenge; Sophie simply didn't have the energy to argue with her mum. If I 
thought that it would help, I'd have put pressure on her to do so, but I was 
convinced that the only thing that could make her parents see sense was 
time.

She went to school Friday. Sophie was used to being taken to school by her 
parents, in their car. Now, she had to leave early because she had to walk. 
The advantage was that she didn't run into her parents on the stairs. I was 
still a little worried about what would happen if Sophie's parents found out 
that she was hiding next door, in my flat.

Saturday, we did it the other way around, and waited for her parents to go 
shopping, before we went out. Nina had told Sophie about some good shops 
where they had fairly cheap clothes. Some of the shops were quite expensive, 
but had a rack with out-of-stock models and clothes with small defects or 
stains. I did spend a lot of money, but when we went home, Sophie had 4 
blouses, three shirts, ten t-shirts - pure cotton and very cheap - and two 
pairs of jeans. We bought some underwear as well. The main thing for Sophie 
was that it had to be really tight fitting. No more baggy dresses or loose 
slacks.

When we came home, I made sure that Sophie hid behind me until we were in my 
flat, just in case her parents were looking. Sophie immediately began to try 
on all the clothes. She was so happy. It was the first time in many years 
that she'd had clothes that she wanted. All the bargain blouses and shirts 
were examined very carefully to find any little detail that needed to be 
fixed. It took her over two hours.

Saturday evening we decided to go out. I'd already ruined my saving program, 
buying clothes for Sophie, so I might as well do it properly. Sophie dressed 
up and she looked stunning in very tight jeans and an equally tight 
sleeveless blouse.

I'd picked a small Italian restaurant, nothing fancy but a very romantic one 
with candles on the tables. It was the first time Sophie had been to a 
restaurant without her parents. It was also the first time she had a glass 
of wine and even though she said she liked it, I think she would need to try 
it a few more times, to get used to the taste. She settled for one glass. I 
didn't want her to get drunk. That would have spoiled a very romantic 
evening.

Nina came around on Sunday. After hugging Sophie, she looked at her.

"So?" she asked.

"So?" Sophie giggled.

"Are you happy?"

"Yes! And I don't want to talk about my parents, okay? I'm just so happy 
right now. We went shopping yesterday and we bought - Come on, I'll show 
you."

Off they went into the bedroom to look at Sophie's new clothes. I made 
coffee. They were still talking and giggling in the bedroom, when I 
announced that coffee was ready. We sat down to drink coffee and Nina picked 
up her bag.

"I bought these in a sale, because they were cheap, but they never did fit. 
I think they'll be perfect for you," Nina said and took out a pair of very 
hip shoes.

We hadn't thought about shoes yesterday.

"God, Nina! They must have cost a fortune," Sophie said.

"No, and I can't use them anyway. They have been standing in my closet for 
over a month and I get so annoyed every time I look at them. Try them on, 
please."

Sophie did and they fitted her nicely. She looked really posh. After walking 
around, Sophie sat down and looked at the shoes. She was very quiet for a 
long time. When she looked up, she was smiling, but there were tears in her 
eyes. She waved Nina over and at the same time, she reached out for me. We 
both hugged her tightly. I'd never dreamed that a pair of shoes and some 
clothes could make anybody so happy that they would cry.

"Thanks," Sophie managed to sniffle. "I don't know what . . ."

"It's just so wonderful to see you happy," Nina interrupted her.

Had it been anybody but Nina, I would probably have been jealous when Sophie 
gave her ea big kiss, but with Nina it was different. She moved back to her 
chair and we finished the coffee, talking about everything and nothing, sex 
in particular.

Nina was very quick to tell me that she didn't have a boyfriend presently. 
Seeing the look Nina sent Sophie as she told me, I was sure the girls had 
already talked about it while they looked at Sophie's new clothes. I knew 
they hadn't had time to be together the last couple of weeks and Nina had a 
healthy sexual appetite. It was just a question of who was going to suggest 
that we do something about it.

When Nina had told me she didn't have a boyfriend, Sophie followed her lead.

"When I haven't been able to be with Eric for a long time, it's like my 
imagination runs wild," she said.

"I know what you mean. I've had some wild fantasies lately," Nina giggled.

"I think it's because the hormones accumulate," I said.

"What did you dream about?" Sophie asked, looking knowingly at Nina.

"I . . . was thinking about the time that the three of us were together, but 
you had one of those artificial cocks with a harness that your can put on 
like panties. I got kind of a double taking. I don't know if I'd like it for 
real, but it was so hot in my fantasy," Nina answered.

"You mean like, I had a cock, too? Can you really get something like that?" 
Sophie asked in her wonderful, innocent way.

"Sure, but they cost an arm and a leg."

"And we both . . ." Sophie trailed off, but Nina understood.

"Yes. I mean, I don't know if I'd even like it, but you were in my pussy and 
Eric was in the other hole."

Nina blushed. Sophie looked like she hadn't quite figured it out, but then 
her face cleared and she giggled.

"Oh, that way," Sophie said. "I often dream about the three of us together, 
too."

"Quite a popular fantasy," I said, mainly because I couldn't come up with 
anything better.

I didn't want to suggest the obvious. I felt that this was Sophie's day, a 
day for her to be happy and forget her worries, and I would go along with 
whatever she suggested. It was her choice, no matter how obvious I thought 
it was. I knew I often fantasised about that day with Nina and Sophie. I 
loved Sophie more than any other girl and the fact that I also thought about 
sex with Nina somehow made me feel a little guilty sometimes. Irrational, 
yes, but that's the way of the human brain.

"We haven't got that harness thing," Sophie said, "But I still think we 
could drive you insane."

"Certainly," I added, just to let Sophie know that it would be fine by me.

"You wanna try?" Nina giggled.

We did and in no time we had arranged the cushions and bolster from my sofa 
on the floor and put a sheet over. Sophie knew what she wanted to do and 
took control. I think Nina was as surprised as I was, but I thought it was 
great to see Sophie with so much self-confidence.

Nina was told to sit down while Sophie and I undressed each other. Sophie 
made a little show of undressing me. To tease both me and Nina, she slipped 
her hands under my clothes before she took it off to tease me. I tried to so 
the same when I undressed her and I couldn't help kissing her nipples a 
little once they were unwrapped.

Nina was next and we did it together. We didn't have the same patience with 
her clothes and in no time at all, Nina was lying completely naked on the 
floor. Sophie told me to lie down next to her with Nina's arm under me and 
her leg between mine. Sophie did the same way on the other side of Nina.

"What are you doing?" Nina giggled nervously when she realised that she 
couldn't move her arms and legs very much.

"We're going to drive you mad," Sophie replied.

We did. We let the tips of our fingers touch every part of Nina's body 
within reach. Only feathery touches, but they did drive Nina up the walls. 
Her nipples were teased endlessly, her inner thighs, her outer lips and her 
inner lips were lightly pinched and pulled. Only the spot Nina wanted the 
most to be touched was left alone. After 15 minutes, Nina was fighting 
desperately to get her arms free, but Sophie was relentless.

She had been licking Nina's nipple, but moved up to her ear and whispered 
something I couldn't hear.

"Yesssss!" Nina moaned.

Sophie released Nina's arm and leg and motioned me to do the same. Nina was 
up in no time, letting Sophie take her place. Sophie spread her legs and 
Nina turned and straddled her face while she lowered her mouth to Sophie's 
pussy. Just before Nina pressed her aching pussy against Sophie's face, she 
told me to get behind Nina and fuck her.

This was my favourite position and since I didn't know what Sophie's plan 
was, I had to concentrate a lot to keep myself from coming. Nina and Sophie 
didn't have to worry about that. Remembering Nina's fantasy, I looked down 
on her dark, tiny hole and wondered what it would be like to squeeze my cock 
into it. I vividly remembered how tight Sophie had been and that was only a 
finger! I knew it was possible, but it would be a very tight fit.

I brushed my thumb over Nina's arsehole. It felt dry and I wouldn't even try 
to penetrate her, but the muffled cry told me that she liked to be touched 
there. Seconds later, Nina shuddered and moaned as quietly as possible into 
Sophie's pussy as her first orgasm rushed through her. We had to be quiet. 
Sophie's parents were next door, and calling out Nina or Sophie's name could 
give Sophie away.

Sophie continued to attack Nina's pussy and I had to concentrate very hard 
to hold back. A minute or two later, Nina had her second orgasm, and I had 
to pull out. Nina became very tight during her orgasm and that was more than 
I'd be able to take. I certainly didn't mind fucking Nina, but I wanted to 
make love with Sophie as well.

Nina rolled over and lay next to Sophie. Sophie looked very, very excited, 
her eyes shining with anticipating. Nina was panting heavily and looked like 
the cat that ate the canary. Sophie quickly sat up and kissed me deeply. 
Nina sat up a little more slowly and put her arms around both of us. We 
invited her in, trying to make it a three way kiss. It didn't really work 
out. Instead, Sophie alternated between kissing Nina and me.

"It must be your turn now," Nina said to Sophie.

"Ummm. We just need a condom. God, can't we go to your doctor tomorrow?" 
Sophie asked.

"I think he has evening consultation on Wednesday," I replied.

When I went to the bedroom to get the sheet we'd used to put over the 
cushions, I also got a condom. Sophie sighed impatiently, but smiled when 
she saw that I already had the condom. I sat back down and rolled it on. 
Nina and Sophie knelt in front of each other. Sophie put her hands on Nina's 
shoulders and leaned towards her, raising herself on her knees. Nina 
whispered something I couldn't hear and they giggled. Sophie raised herself 
a little more and moved back, spreading her legs. Nina let her hands run 
down Sophie's sides to her thighs.

I moved in behind Sophie and let my hands run up her sides to her tits. 
Sophie wiggled her hips impatiently, but I continued to caress her tits and 
nipples a little longer while Nina caressed her inner thighs. I wish I'd had 
a mirror and could have seen Sophie's face, but when I looked at Nina's 
face, I actually think it mirrored Sophie's expressions. Their eyes were 
locked together.

I pressed my body against Sophie, feeling her soft buttocks against my 
groin. Nina reached between Sophie's legs and guided my cock to Sophie's 
opening. In one long stroke, I let my cock slide into her very wet pussy. 
Actually, only half my cock was in her because she was sitting fairly 
upright. I tried to move closer to her, kneeling under her. That way, she 
was kind of sitting on me, and I could penetrate her deeper. Little by 
little, we found the best position.

My hands were still on Sophie's tits and I could feel that Nina's hand was 
between Sophie's legs, most likely playing with her clit. We moved in slow 
motion. Nina's free hand caressed Sophie's hair, then her face. She let 
Sophie lick her fingers and suck two of them into her mouth as if she was 
sucking on my cock. Sophie had to breathe through her nose, accentuating her 
quick breathing.

Her breathing intensified and she began to move faster up and down on my 
cock. I squeezed her tits tighter and used them to get a better grip on her. 
Nina's fingers were no longer in Sophie's mouth, and I couldn't see where 
her free hand was. I had a good guess, though.

Sophie was getting close to coming and leaned closer to Nina, resting her 
head on Nina's shoulder.

"Harder," Sophie gasped. "Harder."

I let go of her tits and grabbed her hips instead.

Nina whisper something in Sophie's ear.

"Yes . . . harder," Sophie gasped. "It feels so good . . . your fingers."

Hearing her talk like that was really exciting and spurred me on. I almost 
lifted Sophie up with my next trust.

"Yes, harder," Sophie responded.

I couldn't do it much harder, but I did my best and that was good enough. 
Too good, but Sophie was very close and between us, Nina and I, we sent 
Sophie over the edge. She whimpered into Nina's shoulder as I continued to 
pump furiously into her. I was far beyond the point of no return and 
exploded inside Sophie even before her orgasm had subsided. It was truly 
well timed, but it was sheer luck.

Afterwards, we lay on the floor and tried to catch our breath. Nina looked 
and sounded like she had made herself come one more time.

"Was this what you meant when you said I should come on Sunday?" Nina asked, 
looking at Sophie.

Sophie didn't get it and she looked very confused when Nina and I cracked 
up. It wasn't that funny, but Sophie's confused face amplified the effect. 
It took a minute before Nina was able to explain what it was that made it so 
funny.

It was a really wonderful weekend.


To be continued.



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