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The Neighbour's daughter. Chapter 5 (Mf, cons, young teen)
My parents were a bit surprised that I wanted to stay in my flat instead
of being spoiled at home, but I told them I wanted to relax and clean up,
before I came home the last week before I was going to start in my new job.
I hadn't told them about Sophie. It seemed too complex to be easily
explained. I did go home on the weekend to celebrate. I'd told them I'd
skipped my old job and, on Sunday, just before I was going back, mum pulled
me aside and gave me some extra money. Dad drove me to the station and
just before he went back, he too gave me a little money, "to spoil myself
while I clean up". In all, it made up for the missing paycheck, almost.
Sunday evening was lonely. Mts. Larsen was not feeling too well and
preferred to be alone and I didn't feel like going out. I found myself
with nothing to do, no homework, no books to study, nothing. Even the
telly was boring. I began to think about the two weeks ahead of me, two
whole weeks with Sophie. I though about how much I liked Sophie -- loved
her, actually. I thought about how our relationship had developed over the
past three, almost 4 years. How much she'd grown. The more I thought
about Sophie, the more that one little thing that had been bothering me
about her became present in my mind.
It was nothing, really, just a hunch. I first noticed when we kissed
the first time. It was only natural that Sophie was curious about boys and
sex. She'd learned about sex in school and Nina had provided her with
intimate details of her adventures for a long time. The fact that her
parents were very strict couldn't keep her from being curious about it.
But when we kissed the first time, it was as if she'd tried it before. Not
that it mattered much, but it gave me the nagging feeling that there was
something she hadn't told me.
I got the same impression when I went down on her the first time. She
didn't react at all as I had expected. I'd gone down on two girls before,
both of whom had never tried it before and their reaction had been quite
different. Of course, Nina could have told her so much about it that she
knew what it would be like, but I wasn't really sure. I had the same
feeling when we made love the first time. The only thing that had her
concerned was that I remembered the condom almost before we got started.
It was more or less the only sign of inexperience she had shown.
She was so at ease with being with me and that puzzled me. Usually, I
put it down to Nina and all the things she probably told Sophie, but
sometimes, I wondered if she'd been seeing somebody, apart from Nina, after
school and still was. In a way I could understand if she did. I mean, she
had a healthy appetite for sex and so did I. If I hadn't been so busy with
my studies, I might have felt the need to see somebody else, too. After
all, we only saw each other once a week, tops.
It wasn't something that had bothered me much until later. First of
all, because I'd found that I cared a lot more about Sophie than I had for
any other girl. I hoped that she felt the same way about me and the
thought that she had somebody else was unpleasant. Secondly, Sophie
sometimes acted as if there was something she wanted to tell me but she
always seemed to lose her nerve.
Finally, I pushed it aside, promising myself that I'd have to ask what
it was she wanted to tell me. My parents had always told me that, if there
was something bothering me, it was better to get it over and with and tell
it as it was, instead of carrying it around. It wasn't always easy but I'd
learned over the years that they were right about it, in the long run.
Monday morning and everything was forgotten. It was so relaxed and
wonderful. It rained all day and the air was warm and humid. Sophie
knocked on my door less than fifteen minutes after her parents had gone to
work, at eight o'clock. I was expecting her and had been up since seven,
going to the baker for fresh bread. Sophie had only showered and put on
a
long dress. We ate breakfast together and generally relaxed.
We made love, very slowly and tenderly. For the first time, we didn't
have to hurry. We had eight hours to ourselves, and after breakfast we
laid out my duvet, some pillows, and blankets on the living room floor.
We
had more room and freedom to move around as we pleased that way. We took
turns, bringing each other so close and then stopping, because we had time,
plenty of time. After two hours, Sophie's pussy was swollen and had a deep
red glow. Her clit was so sensitive that I could hardly touch it. My cock
was also hurting but neither of us would give in and end it.
After another hour, Sophie's nipples were as sore as her clit and we
finally agree to put an end to it. Sophie helped me put the condom on and
straddled me. She just let herself slide down on my cock, sitting straight
up. I was so deep in her that I could feel her cervix tickling the tip of
my cock. She rocked back and forth with increasing intensity. I'd feared
that I'd explode the second she impaled herself on me, but it was as if my
cock was numb. The condom helped too, I guess.
Sophie rubbed herself against me until she came and then stopped and got
off. Her clit couldn't take anymore. Instead, she got down on her hands
and knees. I loved that. Sophie was irresistibly sexy in that position.
Her curves showed so beautifully and she looked so inviting. I could see
every move and how my cock stretched her. The only bad thing about it was
that I never lasted long in this position and this time was no different.
We had built up an appetite and I prepared lunch for us. While we were
eating, I suddenly heard a phone ring.
"Sophie, is that your phone?"
"Oh God, it might be mum."
The look on Sophie's face was sheer panic, when she noticed the second
ring. She flew up and rushed to the door, then remembered that she had
left her key in the living room and rushed back and to get it. The phone
rang the third time. I heard the fourth ring while she fumbled with the
key in the lock. I prayed that she would make it or that it would be
somebody who'd dial a wrong number.
It took a couple of minutes before Sophie was back. She's made it and
it was her mum.
"I told her I was in the bathroom when she called, and she bought it,"
Sophie smiled, relieved.
"I hadn't thought about that. She never calls you, does she? I mean,
before, in the afternoon."
"No, usually not. She can't get to a phone in the afternoon. It's her
lunch break now. She didn't really want anything."
"So, do you think she suspects anything?" I asked.
"No. I think she thought I was bored. She knows Nina's got a job and
will be working almost all summer long."
"Can't even use Nina as an excuse."
"Nina's coming around tonight and she has Thursday off. Will it be ok
if she joins us Thursday? I know she wants to. She likes you, you know,"
Sophie added with a cheeky smile.
"No sweat. We have lots of time," I answered.
And then it was there again. The feeling that Sophie had something she
wanted to tell me, but she only just opened her mouth, then stopped and
looked away. I had to know.
"Sophie, I know that there's something you've been trying to tell me.
Something is nagging you, and it is beginning to nag me too. Please tell
me what it is."
"I," Sophie started but trailed off again.
I waited a moment while Sophie looked away, biting her lower lip.
"Please tell me, Sophie. I know it's bothering you. We've got to be
honest with each other, if we're going to be together." I hesitated for a
moment. "I love you, Sophie."
"She took a deep breath. "I . . . I don't know how to say it. It's
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