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Subject: {ASSM} The Young Neighbor
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Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2015 15:10:03 -0400
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The Young Neighbor
 
    Pulling back the curtain and  looking down into the fenced backyard, 
seeing the young girl/woman lounging  alongside the pool.  My neighbor and 
young friend, a lovely "Lolita",  actually named Alana.  The reference to 
Lolita intentional, as she is in  her teens in high school and I am a matronly 
forty plus in age.  And yes,  recently she has been more then the young woman 
next door to me.
    Watching her from above, the  lithe body, not even covered by her 
bikini now as she sun baths naked in my  backyard.  Well, at least that was what 
she was doing short minutes  ago.  Now she is entertaining some young 
boy/man who is clasped by her legs  as he rises and falls, shoving his penis into 
her hairless pubes.  
    Nervously watching them as the  rut like animals.  My hand absently 
rubbing against my crotch, massaging  the swollen lips of my pussy as they fuck 
hard and noisly.  Their grunts  and groans and the rattle of the chaise 
lounge, rising to my ears.  Feeling  prickles of jealousy as I watch the 
nymphet being screwed by her  boyfriend.
    A soft moan as my eyes watch the  scene below me, and my mind "eye."  
Remembering two wee back when she was  using my pool and received a phone 
call on her cell from her boyfriend.   Sipping my brandy manhatten as I look 
over my book to Alana.  Seeing the  tears welling up in her eyes and slowly 
the clear liquid running down each  cheek.  Putting down my book and standing 
up and walking to her, sitting  alongside of her on the chaise and rubbing 
my hand on her back as she sobs and  talks into the phone.
    Then looking into her grief  stricken eyes as she puts the phone down 
and with a sob, leans against me.   The ragged sound of her weeping, pulling 
at my heart as I continue to massage  her back as I hold her to my chest and 
kiss the side of her neck and whisper  soothing words in her ear.  Feeling 
her breath on my chest and her tears,  and also feeling the thickening and 
swelling of my nipples as she leans into  me.
    Feeling heat in my cheeks as I  feel her lips on my upper breast.  One 
of her hand pushing down the strap  of my top and exposing the small mound, 
hard tipped to her mouth.  Moaning  as I feel her lips suckle the sensitive 
nipple.  My body tensing as I feel  the swelling between my legs as she 
pulls and sucks and nibbles.  Then her  hand pulling down the other strap and 
treating my left breast to the same loving  treatment.
    Seeing the shy smile as she  release the turgid nipple and looks up 
into my face.  Her short blonde hair  framing her face, blue eyes glistening 
with tears.  Holding her with my  arms on hers and kissing the tears from her 
cheeks and chin, then kissing her  slightly parted lips.  And from there 
well, a mother/daughter friendship  had turned into more, much more.
    Stroking my hand over my breast,  pulling on the hard tip as my hand 
squeezes the spongy flesh of my swollen  pubes.  Her youth and innocence and 
the taste of her pussy intoxicating and  drawing me into a relationship that 
should never have been started.  Now, I  long for her hands and mouth on my 
body.  Bringing me to a delicious  release, as she has done so often in the 
past few weeks.
    Seeing her look up past her  boyfriend's body as he drives his fleshy 
spike into her tunnel.  Seeing her  eyes holding mine for a few seconds, her 
lips forming a kiss, blowing it to the  second floor of my house, to the 
window I am standing at aching and needing her  so badly.
    Watching her hand lift and  finger curl in a beckoning motion, shaking 
my head, but continuing to watch her  curl the finger in invitation.  
Another kiss in the air, and then her  ankles locking on the young man's hips, 
pulling him deeper into her  body.
    Mesmerized as I watch him lift  up and drive hard, again and again and 
seeing her lay back, taking his hard cock  and finally milking it of his 
seed.  His perfunctory kiss to her lips and  then sliding off of her lovely 
body and sitting down in a sand chair, drinking  from his bottle of beer.
    Catching her eyes again as I  look down, then scanning her open body.  
Looking at the soft smooth skin,  the hard tipped breasts, the smooth tummy 
and the bare pubes, spread wide and  glistening from his seed and her 
arousal.
    Letting the curtain fall back  into place and throwing on my terry 
cloth coverup.  My lemon bikini a nice  contrast to my dark tanned skin.  
Padding down to the den and pouring  myself a long glass of single malt scotch and 
putting in and ice cube as I pass  to the kitchen.  Then taking a long sip 
as I look out the kitchen window to  the pool and deck around it.  Alana, 
still lying spread wide, her labia a  bright red from the pounding I suspect.  
The fat lips curled back to expose  the pink walls of her hairless pussy.
    Moaning again and squeezing my  thighs on my swollen lips.  Another 
long sip and taking the glass out to  the patio.  Trying not to notice the 
young man sans his swim trunks, his  cock still semihard lolling in a tangle of 
dark hair.  Alana, not even  bothering to close her legs as I draw closer.  
Trying to smile, but my eyes  drawn to her open legs and the white cream 
oozing from her partly open  pussy.
    Losing a step as I look for a  moment, and then back to her eyes.  
Putting a smile on my face as I stop  fifteen feet from her and look from her to 
the young man and back.  "I  don't think nude sun bathing is a good idea in 
my yard, even if it is fenced  in."  Trying to make the statement non 
accusing.
    A soft giggle and then laugh  from her lips as she sits up in the 
lounge, pulling the back up into a sitting  position.  Reaching down and taking 
sip of her Captain and Coke.  "Ms  Raven, I mean Patrice.  I think we have 
done a little bit more then lay  nude in your yard."  Her eyes holding mine as 
she squeezes her legs closed  just a little and then lets them fall wide 
again.  Her movement forcing out  a bubbly froth of cream from her tunnel.  My 
eyes looking down and then  back.  Another giggle as she notes my response.
    "I think Mommy Patrice, you can  take your coverup off.  Show George 
what a lovely body you have for an  older woman."  Her stare fixing me, she 
has taken control of our  relationship.  To be more specific, her videos on 
her cell phone and  pictures, have taken control.  Control is one word, sexual 
blackmail  another one.  Her veiled threats to let it be known that an 
older woman has  been taking advantage of little old underaged Alana.
    Waiting a few seconds and then  slipping the terrycloth short robe off, 
standing in my two piece, hearing a wolf  whistle and blushing as my eyes 
move to the young man and then back to  Alana.
    Biting my lower lip, as I try to  think of a way to take back control 
of this situation.  "Oh, Patrice you  may take off your swinsuit also."
    "No.  I can't.  I  think you both should cover yourselves."  My words 
coming out sharply as I  look from one to the other.
    "NO, Patrice you will take off  that swim suit and right now."  Seeing 
Alana's eyes slitting for a  moment.   "NOW."  The one word a shout, that 
makes me  tremble.  Then meekly reaching behind and undoing the clasp on my  
bra.  Shrugging my shoulders the small patches exposing the darkened  nipples 
and areolas, as I let it slip down my arms to fall in front of me on the  
deck.  Then hooking my thumbs in my bottoms and taking a deep breath as I  
tug the bikini cut bottoms over my ass cheeks and then tug them down my thighs 
 to let them puddle around my ankles.
    Not looking to George, as I  stand naked facing Alana.  My cheeks 
burning with embarrassment  as I  shiver, small breasts jiggling.  Wondering why 
I am allowing her to  humiliate me in front of this young man.
    "Aren't her small boobies so  cute George?  Such long legs, and look 
where they end.  Fat juicy  pussy lips.  And an ass made for slapping."   Her 
laugh and his  joining in, causing tears to well in my eyes as I stand still.
    "Now come to me Mommy  Patrice.  Crawl over here and I will give you a 
surprise."  Her  fingers beckoning, pointing to the deck and then curling 
back to her.   Beckoning me.
    Taking a deep breath and then  another, my chest filling with oxygen, 
as my heart is racing.  Then slowly  kneeling on the deck, and then leaning 
forward.  Crawling to the young  vixen.  My ass obscenely wiggling in the air 
as I feel each movement of my  hands and knees as I approach the young 
woman.
    Seeing the smile of triumph on  her face, as I stop next to the chaise. 
 The nymphet leaning over and  touching her warm lips to mine.  Feeling a 
tingle of sensation as her  tongue pushes into my mouth.  My core quivering 
as the impulses of  sensation course through my lower body.  Mewling against 
her hand, as she  leans forward and runs her open palm along my swollen 
pubes.  My eyes  closing and feeling my ass twitch as she squeezes the hot 
spongy lips.  Her  middle finger dipping between my labia a dabbing at the wet 
walls as they  squeeze against her small finger.
    A low moan of need escaping my  lips as she licks at her finger and 
then dabs it across my upper lip.  The  scent of my arousal wafting into my 
flaring nostrils.
    "Now my Mommy Patrice, since you  are so aroused and I promised you a 
gift, you can lick my pussy girl."  Her  words registering and my eyes 
shifting to her mound and the still swollen lips,  oozing male seed.  "Yes, 
Patrice that is a bonus for you.  You will  love the taste."  The laugher from the 
young man burning my ears as I look  into her eyes.
    Watching as she swings her legs  over the side of the chaise lounge.  
Her warmed flesh and scent filling the  air with an erotic musk.  My head 
feeling the sides of the velvety thighs  as she reaches forward and pulls my 
head to her pussy.
    Whimpering as I taste her  swollen lips and that creamy seed laced with 
her pussy juices.  My  tentative licks becoming more aggressive as I pull 
at her labia with my lips and  teeth.  Tongue sliding over slick flesh of her 
well fucked cunt.  My  face becoming coated with the sticky moistness of 
her folds
    My body trembling, as my thighs  squeeze on my fat and leaky pussy 
lips.  Nipples rubbing against her legs  the long thick nipples alive with 
sensation.  My ass moving side to side as  I lap at her pussy like a kitten at a 
bowl of cream.
    "You are so good at this  Mommy.  And you deserve something more."  Her 
hand tugging at my hair  and raising my head and then turning it to her 
boyfriend.  Seeing his cock  hard in his hand as he is stroking it slowly.
    "Yes, Mommy Patrice, I am going  to let him have some of your pussy."  
Feeling my head pushed back between  her legs, and feeling the young male 
behind me, urging my legs apart and then  him kneeling behind me.  His hand 
touching the fevered lips of my cunt,  sawing the fat needy lips and then his 
warm cock quickly finding the wet warmth  of my greasy cunt.  
    Groaning as he pushes it deep  into my tunnel, feeling his pubic hair 
scratching the back of my thighs and ass  cheeks as I feel his hand lifting 
my ass higher and gripping my hips as he pumps  in and out of my pussy.
    His loud grunts announcing each  thrust, of his body driving into my 
pussy and my face into Alana's cunt.   Grasping her legs as I push back to his 
cock feeling my cunt clenching on his  cock and milking at his prick.  
    Alana's body spasming against my  face as she forces more of his spent 
spunk into my mouth.  Swallowing the  thick globs of goo, warmed by her 
pussy, as he continues to pound against my  labia.  My head trapped by her 
thighs, as she tilts my head up and smiles  down, as she strokes my cheeks.  His 
loud grunts and more frantic thrusts  letting me know that he is going to 
ejaculate.  Feeling the glan swelling  against my cunt walls and his jerks 
spurting his cum deep into me.  Seeding  me with his second load of semen.  
    My cunt still squeezing at his  cock as I feel him pull out and wipe 
his nasty cock on my ass cheeks.   Moaning in loss as I find I am not at the 
point of my release.  Hearing him  moving from behind me.  Looking up as 
Alana releases my head.  The  young man sipping a beer again as he look over at 
me.
    Her face close to mine, showing  mock concern.  "You didn't cum, did 
you Patrice?  You do need to cum  for us don't you girl?"  Nodding dumbly, 
speechless as I look into her  eyes.
    A smile breaking her lips  apart.  "Sit down on the deck here girl and 
masturbate for us."   Looking from Alana to George and then back to Alana. 
    Feeling her lifting me up to my  knees and then pointing to a spot with 
an unobstructed view for both of  them.  Crawling to it, and sitting down 
legs spread wide and bend as I lean  back with one arm to support myself and 
touch the warm folds of my pussy.   Mewling in need as my fingers caress the 
small smooth pearl.  Eyes closing  as I finger the button and the sloppy 
wet lips of my cunt.  Using two  fingers to curl and fuck myself as my thumb 
rubs the throbbing surface of my  engorged clit.
    "Look at me girl."  Her  words pulling my eyes open, feeling drool 
slipping from my lips as I moan open  mouthed as hips buck to meet my fingers.  
Feeling the slick seed dripping  from my hot cunt lips as my clenching walls 
push the frothy cream from between  my buried fingers.  My head pounding 
with a each beat of my heart.  My  thighs tensing,and with a low keen or 
release lift my ass off the deck and spasm  around my fingers in a strong 
release.  The contractions hard and  fast.  Breathe whistling noisily from my open 
mouth.   
    Finally the contractions and my  insides quieting as I lay back, 
totally spent and listless.  My whole body  relaxing as I take measured breaths.  
Finally looking up as I feel the  heat and see the mottling of red on my 
chest.
    Looking at Alana and feeling so  helpless and humiliated as she smiles 
sweetly.  "You did real good Patrice  girl.  Now lick clean George's cock 
and fix us some  lunch.........."
   
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