THE NEIGHBOR'S POOL


College was out of session, and once again Adam found himself returning home for the 
summer. This time he would have the house to himself, as his parents were on vacation 
in Florida. Adam had declined the invitation to go with them, preferring the peace and
quiet of an empty house to a month of hectic travel. After a year of staying in the 
crowded and noisy dorms, he was more than content to spend his summer relaxing at home.

After his parents had departed, he was able to do just that. He spent an entire week idly
lounging in the house or out on the back patio, doing nothing and loving every minute of 
it. Before long, however, boredom began to rear its ugly head, and he began to look for
other ways to pass the time. One of the most amusing ways, he discovered, was to spy on 
his new next-door neighbors.

The house had been vacant for some time, but a middle-aged married couple had moved in a
few weeks ago. Adam had heard from his parents that were supposed to have a daughter, but
he had yet to meet them and find out. He'd gone over on a few occasions to introduce 
himself, but had always found no one at home.

The only activity came at night, when the couple would emerge and swim in their darkened 
backyard pool, splashing and giggling like a pair of teenagers. Adam suspected that they
swam in the nude, and more than once he had heard a gasp or moan of obvious pleasure as 
they made love in or around the pool.

He could hardly blame them, as the whole area was experiencing a heat wave. The aging 
cooler in his parent's house wasn't doing much to combat the heat, and Adam became
somewhat envious of his neighbors.

One particularly hot afternoon he walked over and rang the doorbell, having the intention 
of asking nicely to take a dip in the pool, then begging if necessary. He waited for a 
few moments then rang again, but there was still no answer. An unfamiliar car was parked 
in the driveway, so he rounded the fence cautiously in case that someone might be out back 
and hadn't heard the door. The neighbor's fence was made of tall wooden planks, but 
standing on tiptoe he found he could peer over the top. Doing so, he observed that the 
pool was already in use.

She was tall and slender, her body filling out her one-piece swimsuit nicely. She swam 
slowly, splitting the water with an easy athletic grace. She looked young, probably no 
older than his own age of nineteen. She emerged from the pool with her back toward him,
and he drank in the sight of her lightly tanned skin and long strawberry-blonde hair.  

This must be the neighbor's daughter, he thought distractedly to himself. He hadn't yet
seen her face, and he hoped that she would afford him a glimpse before she went inside.

He watched as she spread her towel out on the patio and lowered herself down on it. Still
facing away from him, she reached around and began to unzip her swimsuit. He stared in 
fascination as she slid out of her wet suit and lay down on the towel, completely naked.
He strained to get a better view, but the most he could make out was the gentle curve of
her small firm breasts.  

Thoroughly entranced by this sunbathing beauty, he looked around the yard for a closer 
vantage point. The only way to accomplish that would be to move to the opposite side of 
the yard and risk being seen as he peeked over the fence.

After a brief hesitation, he decided to risk it. Moving stealthily around along the 
fence, he stopped just opposite from his previous position and slowly peered into the 
yard. He sucked in his breath in surprise as he spotted her only a few yards away.

Up close, she looked more beautiful than he had imagined. Her oval face was framed by
strands of her wet hair; her features looking as if they had been sculpted by the loving
hands of a skilled artist. Her breasts were small, but round and full, capped with large
nipples that stood erect from the chill of the pool. Her limbs were slenderand toned. Her
stomach was flat and her wide hips curved out gracefully from her waist. Her long legs were
slightly apart, allowing the rays of the sun to warm her between the thighs. To him she 
looked like a young goddess, and he felt rooted to the spot, transfixed by the sight of her.

After a brief moment, she began to move, placing her hands on top of her slim stomach. Adam
watched in quiet awe as she began to caress herself, moving her hands in little circles 
over her skin. With her eyes still closed, she slid them slowly up to her small breasts;
cupping them and lightly pinching her nipples between her delicate fingers.

He scarcely breathed, hardly believing what he was seeing but at the same time unable to
look away.  His gaze followed her hands as they slid back down her body, over her stomach 
and through the small patch of coppery hair between her legs. A tiny sigh escaped her lips,
and Adam exhaled at nearly the same moment with a sigh of his own.  

Watching this young beauty touching herself was driving him beyond the limits of mere 
arousal. But, he could do nothing more than watch as she began to gently stroke the damp 
folds of skin between her thighs, her fingertips sliding up and down over the sealed lips
of her sex. Within seconds, they began to swell noticeably, turning a rosy pink color as
they slowly opened like the petals of a succulent flower.  

Adam felt lightheaded as he watched this young beauty begin to slowly masturbate, 
pleasuring herself in the rays of the warm sun. She continued to stroke the moist petals
of her vulva as she moaned softly, oblivious to the fact that she had an eager audience.

Her fingers started to glisten with her arousal, and she inserted her middle finger 
between her slick and open labia. She slid it back out and over the top of her slit, 
then back down and into her vagina. She continued doing this, gradually increasing the
pace until she was gasping with every breath, her face contorting slightly as her 
pleasure grew. Adam held his breath, wanting nothing to distract him from the climactic
moment.

She suddenly whimpered and shook, her hips tensing as her beautiful ass rose and fell
on the towel, humping up at her hand as she reached her orgasm. Adam released an animal
moan of pure arousal as he watched a trickle of clear fluid flow out of her twitching
vagina, leaking out and running down between the split of her buttocks.

He had never witnessed such an amazing sight, had never even imagined seeing something
so incredible. The girl fell back on the towel with a quiet groan, removing her hand 
from her now red and swollen vulva. Adam stole one last look and retreated back to his
house, not pausing until he was in his own bathroom and masturbating vigorously. He 
came powerfully in less than half a minute, the voyeuristic memory of his sexy neighbor's
own climax still vivid in his mind.

*

The next afternoon he returned, seeing her emerge from the house and take to the pool 
at nearly the same time as before. Again, he watched her as she dove and swam, and once 
again she climbed out and sat at the far end of the patio, removing her swimsuit and
stretching naked under the sun. 

Wondering if he would be lucky enough for a repeat performance, he snuck around to the
spot he had watched her from on the previous day. As he peered over the fence, he was
treated to the sight of the girl beginning to caress her gorgeous young body.

He watched spellbound as she masturbated again, an encore that seemed even more sensual
that the last. She played with her breasts and nipples as she fondled herself, driving
herself much more quickly to a shuddering orgasm. She came even more copiously than 
before, her climactic juices creating a sizeable wet spot on the towel. Adam came 
only seconds after she did, this time unable to wait until he returned home. As he 
hastily made his way back, he hoped that no one would notice the stain he had made on 
the outside of the fence.

The following day he refrained from going over, only watching secretly from his own 
patio as she came out and took her swim. He looked on in puzzlement as she sat on 
the edge of the pool for a time, then returned inside. Then it dawned on him, though
he couldn't quite believe it. Had she known he was there that first day? Had she been
waiting for him to appear?

It seemed incredible, but the more he considered it, the more possible it seemed. She
had been putting on a show for him! The thought of her purposefully sharing such an
intimate act with him was very flattering and extremely arousing. He wondered if she
would be interested in doing anything more. She seemed to be there by herself most of 
the time, and perhaps she was feeling as lonely as he was. He decided to try and talk
to her over the fence the next time she came out for a swim.

He waited outside all morning, hoping that she would make an appearance, but she 
didn't. The day grew too hot to stay outside, so he retreated inside the house, 
waiting for the time that she usually came out.

It grew to be late afternoon, and he began to fear that she wasn't going to show 
herself. But, as he had nearly given up, he caught sight of her walking out to the 
pool. She paused on the patio and seemed to look over at his yard for a moment, 
perhaps to see if he was watching. Adam didn't know if she saw him, but he suddenly 
didn't care as she shrugged off her swimsuit and dove naked into the water.

This was something that he just had to see. He moved from his yard over to the near 
side of the neighbor's fence, then peered over.

He caught sight of her lightly tanned body as she swam underwater, then her head broke
the surface and she shook the wet strands of her reddish hair from her eyes. She 
didn't seem to be looking at him, but she slowly lay back and began to float, her 
beautiful petite breasts and stiffened nipples emerging from the water into plain sight. 
The water lapped almost playfully over her as she drifted lazily, and Adam felt that 
his opportunity was at hand.

"Hello," he ventured in a soft voice, hoping not to startle her.

She didn't seem to bat an eye. "Hi," she answered pleasantly, without so much as a 
glance in his direction. 

"Beautiful day for a swim, isn't it?" He asked, somehow managing not to stutter. He 
was shy enough around women under normal conditions, but talking to a completely naked 
young woman as she floated in her backyard pool was by far the most intimidating thing
he'd ever done.

She laughed lightly, and he instantly fell in love with the sound of her voice.

"Yes, I suppose it is," she replied coyly.

Adam didn't know what to say next. It was apparent that she wasn't bothered by the 
fact that he was watching her, but she wasn't exactly inviting him to join her. He 
realized that he didn't know her name.
	
"My name's Adam," he said.

"Hello, Adam. I'm Monica."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Monica," he said with a smile. She disappeared underwater
for a moment then stood up facing him, her nipples just barely hidden below the surface, 
though he could still make out their dark shapes through the water.

"Do you always spy on girls while they're taking a swim?" She asked, a sexy smile 
appearing on her exquisite face.

He gulped, but tried to keep his voice steady as he answered.

"Only when they're as beautiful as you." He knew how corny that sounded, but he really 
meant it, and he could only hope that his sincerity came across.
	
She looked at him for a moment, then grinned. "Well, in that case, I'll let you spy on 
me whenever you want." She went over to the side and reached out for her suit, then 
squirmed into it and climbed out. With a smile and a wave, she went back into the house,
leaving Adam somewhat shocked, but very excited.

*

For the next few days he repeated his 'spying,' and each time Monica would be sunning 
naked. Though she never really acknowledged his presence, she would always wait until he
was in position before she started to touch herself. He would masturbate as well, often 
reaching his own climax just as she reached hers. 

This continued for a week, and Adam found himself becoming obsessed with her. More than
anything else, he longed to touch her, to kiss her, to bring her to orgasm himself.

That afternoon she was lying on her towel as usual, very naked and very lovely. As she
began to caress herself, Adam could wait no longer. He crept around to the side gate and 
opened it, walking inside her yard along the fence until he was no more than ten feet 
away from her. He saw that she was watching him through half-closed eyes as she continued 
to gently stroke her vulva.

He slowly crawled up to her, looking for any sign that his advances were unwelcome. 
Reaching out very slowly, he traced the contour of a perfect breast with his fingers, 
feeling the marvelously soft and cool sensation of her moist skin. Her hands dropped to 
her sides and she lay back and closed her eyes, seeming to offer herself to his touch. It
was an offer that he wasn't about to decline.

Adam bent over her and gently hugged her to him, lowering his head to her chest and kissing
the pale skin between her breasts. One of her nipples brushed his cheek, and he slowly took
it into his mouth, suckling it tenderly. It stiffened between his lips, and he swirled his 
tongue around it lovingly. He kissed his way to her other breast, giving it the same eager
attention.

He held her around the waist and rested his head on her stomach for a moment, delighted by 
the feel of her smooth, damp skin against his face. He raised his head up to look at her. 
Her eyes were still shut, but he noticed that her lips were parted and she was breathing 
quickly and deeply.

Leaving his hands on her slender waist, Adam knelt back and regarded the young woman's 
naked beauty with silent admiration. Tiny droplets of water on her lightly tanned skin and 
in her coppery hair caught the sunlight and gave her body an almost ethereal shimmer. Her 
neatly trimmed delta of pubic hair flashed red-gold in the sunlight, and he slowly pressed 
his face to her damp mound, gently nuzzling her soft, sun-drenched pubes.

She remained still, her chest rising and falling with her breathing. He placed his hands 
underneath her knees and slowly parted her long, shapely legs, revealing her most intimate
self to his hungry eyes, and his even hungrier mouth. He lowered his head and kissed all 
over the tender flesh between her thighs, avoiding the slitted furrow of her dewy vulva for 
the moment, but he couldn't stay away for long.

Moving his hands over her thighs, he placed a wet and lingering kiss on her closed petals. 
He kissed her lower mouth with increasing passion, until the delicate lips began to swell 
and open for his darting tongue. His saliva mixed with her salty-sweet secretions, and he 
sealed his lips over her opening, sucking her entire sex into his mouth.

She trembled and moaned quietly, her hands moving to caress his head. Her body would tense
as his tongue found a center of pleasure, then would relax again as he swirled his tongue 
over her succulent flesh. His erect penis was throbbing in the confines of his shorts, but 
he cast all thought of that aside as he concentrated only on pleasuring the beautiful girl
before him.

His dedication was soon rewarded with a soft, whimpering cry as her orgasmic juices gushed 
forth to coat his lips. He gently licked at her swollen sex for a short while, then moved 
up to kiss her lower stomach. Her eyes were still closed, but her chest rose and fell with 
little shivers as she ran her fingers gently through his hair.

Moving up until his face was over hers, he ducked down and placed a tender kiss on her smooth
forehead. He began to lower himself between her legs, but she suddenly frowned and brought
her legs together, pushing firmly against his chest. He retreated, disappointed by her 
reaction, but respectful of it.

He stood and walked back to the gate, turning to see her watching him with an inscrutable 
expression as she hugged her arms around herself. 

Adam closed the gate and returned home, feeling confused, but also elated. The sweet taste 
of Monica's orgasm still lingered on his lips, and he was already looking forward to the 
next day. 

End
