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My Neighbor 3 - Conclusion (M/g, cons.)
Written by Admiral Cartwright
Chapter Ten
"Why didn't you wake me?" I asked. Jen said, "I just wanted to lay here."
"You know," I said, "someone else is going to be up and around soon." "I
know." "And, what are we supposed to say to her?"
"She can watch."
"Riiiight!" I protested. "You may be ready to make that decision on your
own, she's not."
Jen started to remind me that my daughter recently had been instructed by
a
neighbor boy - much against my wishes, certainly this soon in her life -
in
the fine art of jacking off a boy. (When we found out, we fired the
babysitter who was supposed to have been watching her at the time; that had
led to Jennifer's mom taking over.)
"No," I responded firmly, "not yet. Okay?"
"Okay," she said, sliding up to give me a kiss.
I reached quickly for a breath mint strategically placed on my nightstand
(morning breath can be a real turn-off) and kissed her, briefly inserting
my
tongue then pulling back, coaxing hers out. She responded and I began
kissing her tongue deeply into my mouth, swallowing the damned mint.
(Aaaah... so much for that idea.)
I continued sucking on her tongue 'til she pulled it away. I pushed mine
into her mouth, and she sucked it with abandon, almost too hard.
I tried gently to pull her up to nibble on her young breasts, a pleasure
I
had yet to experience. She had other ideas, pulling herself down until her
mouth was on one of my nipples. Licking and sucking quite well, she was only
too brief, giving each side maybe a few seconds' attention before sliding
down even further.
She showed her age (and the reason for her brevity) then, returning a favor
I'd pulled on her during innocent play months before: blowing hard into my
belly button to make a "farting" sound. Laughing, she said, "Gotcha!"
I couldn't help but laugh. "You little shit," I said playfully.
With a little-girl giggle totally incongruous to the circumstances, she
began kissing my lower belly until she arrived at my dick. My erection again
seemed larger than usual. Jennifer licked the ridge along the base of my
cock (Just how much experience do you have, anyway? I thought), bringing
an
electric charge which seemed to ignite my whole body. I sighed haltingly,
like I'd just walked into a freezer.
Her tongue then encircled the head twice before she slid my prick into her
mouth, accepting about four inches. Experienced, yes; patient, no.
That didn't bother me, though. "Oh, shit! You are good!" I said. She
continued to suck in and out, ever so gently, like wet silk; as if somehow
she knew exactly how I like it.
"If you turn around this way," I helped, "I can do the same for you, too."
I
didn't have to ask her twice, either; Jen straddled my face in an instant,
her little pussy not an inch from my mouth.
Adjusting my pillow, I began gently kissing her labia and clit, already big
enough to protrude noticeably from her folds. Taking one round, full,
beautiful ass cheek in each hand and parting her pussy lips with my thumbs,
I pushed my tongue as deep inside Jennifer's hole as it would go, maybe an
inch or two, sliding it in and out, trying my best to tongue-fuck her.
She responded by sucking faster on my dick and, it seemed, deeper. "Yes,
Jen, that's it. Oh, wow!" I couldn't resist asking: "How deep can you take
it in?"
She came up for air. "Almost all of it," she said, measuring with her
fingers. It felt like she had managed almost six of my seven inches. "Can
you take it all without choking?" I asked.
Without another word, Jennifer tried to take my cock down her throat. She
came up coughing. "No," she sputtered.
"Don't try to rush yourself," I offered. "Let your throat relax, like you're
actually trying to swallow it. Try a little bit at a time, not all at once."
"Okay," she said and, once again, my throbbing dick slid back into her
mouth. God, that feels wonderful.
This "little" girl already was giving me better head than my wife ever
could, and I could feel myself getting ready to cum. Trying to ignore it
(right!), I went back to eating her sweet, sweet pussy.
Chapter Eleven
It wasn't working; among other things, it now felt like she had my entire
cock down her throat. And with good reason.
She stopped just before I went over the edge. "I did it!" she exclaimed.
"I
sucked it all the way in!"
"Oh, yeah... and it feels so good, I almost came in your mouth," I
responded. I was expecting her to stop sucking now and instead jack me off
with her hand.
I got another surprise: she giggled again (damn, that's exciting as hell),
took me back full into her mouth and began sucking even faster. "Oh, fuck,
Jen! Jennifer!! I'm going to come... I mean it... right... right... NOW!!!"
The feeling took me over, jerking my cock even deeper into her throat. I
came hard! So hard, I thought it would shoot out the back of her neck as
I
just seemed to keep coming. I bit my lip, trying not to wake my daughter
in
the room next to us - me, and Jennifer, swallowing my cum for all she was
worth.
I... don't... fucking... believe this!
Finally, I stopped spasming. Jennifer rolled off of me, turned around and
lay her head on the pillow next to mine, and began kissing me. With her
tongue! No shame at all, I thought.
Catching my breath, I said, in all honesty, "I'm not going to ask where you
learned how to do that. I don't want to know."
And, damn her, she giggled again. Don't you get attached, I admonished
myself.
"My turn," she said, matter-of-factly. "You got that right," I said.
A gentle kiss to her forehead, then her nose, then her soft lips led me to
her earlobes, where I gently flicked my tongue, each in turn, getting myself
up on all fours. I used barely the tip of my tongue to trace a line from
her
earlobe, down her neck to her shoulder, down the outside of her arm,
stopping to kiss each fingertip. There's that damned giggle again.
Tracing back up the inside of her arm, my tongue arrived full circle to her
nipple, standing straight up about an inch from her otherwise little-girl
chest. In circles at first, then with little flicks, my tongue finally
savored every nerve-ending in her young breast. Giggles were replaced by
gasps and moans as I took her tiny nip full inside my mouth, rolling it with
my tongue.
Tracing a straight line across her chest, I gave the other nipple the works,
too. Soon, I was telling myself to hell with her other arm and following
a
straight line down her belly to her little treasure, somehow resisting the
urge to blow a "fart" of my own.
(I thought about it, though.)
Chapter Twelve
She hadn't yet come while on top of me, and she was ready. Her little clit
seemed almost to throb under my tongue. Daylight was coming in a bit more
prominent now, and I backed away to catch a glimpse of the little hairless
pussy before me. Oh, man, what a sight: her lips just starting to get some
definition, puffy at the top, the hood not quite covering her extended
little button... it was so beautiful.
It also was a bit discolored at her little hole; the sign she'd been
penetrated before. I wet my index finger with my mouth and slid it inside.
It buried itself to the hilt without the slightest resistance.
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.
My tongue returned to her clit while I finger-fucked her, slowly increasing
the speed of my finger and tongue. Her hips now were gyrating to my
movements. I slid out my index finger, wet my middle finger with lots of
saliva, then slowly slid both fingers inside, trying to remember not to take
her little pussy for granted.
About halfway inside, her muscles contracted to the simultaneous stimulation
from my tongue. I stopped licking her and concentrated on slowly,
deliberately sliding my fingers part way back out, then back in; each time,
a little further than before. Soon, she was accepting both digits with no
hesitation.
My tongue went back to massaging her clit and, almost immediately, her legs
began to twitch and her hips bucked hard. "Right there," she moaned, "right
there! Ye-- OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YES!!"
Remembering the other day, I tried to reach for the pillow; she was a step
ahead of me, burying her face to muffle her screams. And scream she did,
almost loud enough to hear from the other room as I continued to finger-fuck
her and tongue-lash her clit. She, too, seemed to come forever, forcing me
to ride her hips for dear life.
By this time, her feet had planted themselves firmly on the bed, and I
noticed her gorgeous little ass was almost a foot in the air, my face up
there with her... until she literally collapsed, my fingers popping out with
a loud sucking sound.
I turned and looked behind me to the bedroom door. If my daughter was awake,
she wasn't letting anyone know it yet.
Looking down, I saw that I was rock-hard again (or had I ever softened?),
and Jennifer's pussy still was wide open, as if begging for more, even as
its host had yet to catch her breath. (No matter, I like to start slowly,
anyway... but the "host" deserved her say, too.)
On all fours again, I "walked" to Jen's face and planted a gentle kiss on
her lips. "Would you like some more?" I asked. "You mean, inside me?" she
responded. "Yes, Jen, I mean inside your beautiful pussy."
"Oh, please?"
Get this, I thought. A ten-year-old girl is begging me to take her. How can
I say no? Especially since I asked, of course, I noted wryly.
Chapter Thirteen
I sat back on my haunches, guiding the head of my cock to her slit, still
wet from my spit and her cum. I spat on my hand to wet the tip of my prick
and slid the head slowly inside Jennifer's hole.
Not much bigger around than two of my fingers, I expected to slide in
easily. I was wrong. Her muscles still were contracted from her orgasm.
I stopped moving forward and used my hands to gently massage Jennifer's legs
and her belly, subtly asking her body to relax. I felt her muscles loosen
a
bit, and I slid in slowly, about another half-inch, then stopped.
Leaning over, I massaged her young breasts, as well as her neck and
shoulders, back to her belly and legs, with both hands. She loosened a bit
again, and I slid in about another inch.
"I like the way you do that. You're real gentle," Jennifer said.
"I don't want to hurt you," I repeated, meaning every word of it. "I know,"
she replied.
Her muscles continued to loosen, and I kept sliding slowly in until there
was no more left to slide. "It's all the way in," I announced. "How you
doin' down there?"
"Mmm, nice."
"No pain?" "Nope."
I leaned over and kissed my little lover, running my tongue gently over her
lips. She kissed me back. I started slowly sliding my throbbing cock in and
out of her tender young pussy. She began bucking slightly under me. Soon,
there was no resistance at all. Tight, yes; God, she was tight! But, no
friction to cause either of us any pain.
Pumping faster now, her breathing was beginning to get shorter, as was mine.
We continued our soft, gentle kissing, and she put her arms around my neck.
I truly was making love to this wondrous girl. Nowhere near adulthood, yet
nowhere near childhood, hers already taken away long before I came into the
picture. I could do this with no guilt.
And I did, too!
Trying to be as smooth as possible, I pulled out and gently pushed one of
her knees all the way over to the other one, saying, "roll over." When she
lay flat on her belly, I knelt between her legs, took her hips in my hand
and pulled her up toward me. "Up here, Jen." She pushed herself up onto all
fours and opened her legs a bit wider. A little more spit, and I guided my
cock to her pussy and slid back inside.
Holding her hips to keep our rhythm, we both were moaning out loud now. I
sat back a bit to allow her to keep her own pace backing up against my
member. Leaning back on one hand, I used the other to massage her wonderful
ass and her back, occasionally reaching around to caress a nipple. Her pace
was beginning to quicken; she wanted to cum.
Lost in the utter pleasure of the moment, I'd almost forgotten something:
a
ten-year-old can get pregnant. Damn, we'd have to stop. I didn't want to
stop. I was in heaven, pure heaven.
Holding her hips to stop her movement, I then pulled out and laid down next
to her, beckoning her to get on top. At the same time, I reached for the
t-shirt I'd left at the side of the bed and wiped her young juices from my
cock. In the dresser next to me was a box of condoms which hadn't been used
in God knows how long and, as I went to put one on, I tried to explain to
Jennifer why I was doing so.
She already knew; and she thanked me.
"No, thank you," I corrected. "I had no idea how much I wanted to do this
with you. I'm just so happy you wanted to do it with me."
She smiled. "Me, too."
More spit to moisten the latex and Jennifer, already straddling me, sat
herself down onto my member, sliding again inside with no difficulty. It
was
her turn now to lean over and kiss me, swapping her spit with mine as we
began humping with more abandon.
I was going to come. She was going to come. We both seemed to let go at the
same time, bucking and moaning and screaming and coming and coming and
coming and coming! "Oh, yes!!" yelled somebody.
After what seemed like an eternity, we fell limp, her lithe young body so
warm on top of mine. I held her in my arms as if I was afraid she would get
up and leave. Hmmm... why?
We didn't even have time to catch our breath when I heard a knock at the
door.
Jennifer, thinking faster even than I thought she could (or had she done
this before, too?), jumped off of me and sat down on the floor next to the
bed, opposite the door. Just as quickly, I found the sheet and covered
myself up.
"Daddy, where's Jennifer?" came a little voice through the door.
"She's in here, sweetheart," I said telling the truth up to that point,
anyway. "She just came in a minute ago to tell me a secret about what she
might get for your birthday," I finished, having come up with that excuse
the night before, just in case. "We can't tell you, though."
"Oh."
"Go get yourself a juice from the refrigerator and we'll be right out."
"Okay, daddy."
The t-shirt made a nice towel again, first for Jennifer, who let me dry her
pubes gently for her, between gentle kisses. Jen dressed in her nightgown
(on the other side of the bed... that could have been disastrous!) and left
the room, closing the door behind her. I put on my shorts and a fresh
t-shirt and stood up on wobbly legs (Whoa! Damn... been awhile!) to make
my
own way out of the bedroom.
I glanced at the clock. 8:13... no kidding! We took that long?
Jen's mom came by not fifteen minutes later, as I'd had time only to pour
myself a cup of coffee and set up the skillets to cook breakfast. What
timing... if I didn't know any better...
Epilogue
Jennifer ended up staying for breakfast and a cartoon or two, then dressed
(in the bathroom, as well she should for appearances' sake), collected her
things and headed back next door with a cheerful, "Bye."
I never did get another opportunity to enjoy Jennifer's company: a month
later, her Mom's latest boyfriend would win his house back during a divorce
proceeding and invite the girls to move in with him. Not at all
surprisingly, they accepted.
My daughter and I still drop over every now and again to visit, but there's
not even a hint of what Jennifer and I shared that day last summer.
In restrospect, perhaps that's for the best. I was getting attached.
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