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The Neighbour Boy (dhaze x angelicxdream)

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dhaze85

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Tom sighed boredly as he pushed the lawnmower down the back yard of his parents house, grumbling and wiping his brow. It was the middle of the summer vacation, and whilst his friends were on vacation or spending time at the beach or the pool, he was being made to do every chore in the house by his parents. He had to mow the lawn, water the plants, do the vacuuming across the whole house, do all the washing and drying....all because his parents said he couldn't be lazy around the house all day. They were both at work right now, and it was a perfect oppertunity for him to slack off, but if he did they'd find out somehow. If all the work wasn't done they'd get mad and cut off his allowance for the rest of the summer. "Damnit.....it isn't fair....no other kid has to work this much just for a little bit of damned money...." He growled and started tugging off his shirt, tossing it at the patio by the backdoor. The heat was unbearable, especially when he was working so hard. His slightly muscular body, toned from sports in school, was glistening with sweat, but Tom just grumbled and got back to work. Once he finished the back yard he still had to vacuum the entire upstairs of the house. Maybe once he was done he could spend a few hours in a cold shower to cool down....he was really starting to hate summer now, and it seemed like nothing was going to make it any better.
 
Claire sighed tiredly, her chestnut locks hadn't been brushed, and hung loosely around her pale face, walking over to the mailbox, and rolled her eyes. Once again, she stared at her house. Empty. Her husband left before she even woke up. And most nights, he had come home to bed when she had already fallen asleep. She barely saw him. The only times she saw him were when he had to bring her, his wife, to his work-related office parties, which were such a drag. Staring at several crisp ivory envelopes, she realized they weren't addressed to her but to her neighbor. Sliding on her pink slippers, she closed her front door quietly, and walked over to her neighbor's house. It didn't even take two minutes. She was about to walk down their driveway, and knock on the door when she saw their son, mowing the lawn, and hadn't noticied her. She took this opportunity to sneak a longer look at him. Down the expanse of his built chest, that was well.. exposed, to the waistband of his shorts. She shook her head, obviously attracted, at least physically, getting all these naughty, and inappropriate ideas out of her head, and said to him, "Your mail got placed into my mailbox by accident." She, too, was sweating, but she wasn't wearing much anyways. Just a robe and underneath, a silver camisole with a pair of matching boyshorts. She wasn't even wearing a bra. It was only 11 AM. So, she was surprised he was up. I mean, he was a teenager, didn't they sleep in during the summer? Played games? She knew when she went home, there would be nothing to do in her three-bedroom home. She extended her hand, waiting for him to take the mail.
 
When he heard the voice, Tom looked up and glanced over, blinking at the sight greeting him. He was pretty sure that was the lady that lived next door, though he'd never really spoken to her before. Though as she held out the mail to him he blinked and walked over, taking it and glancing it over, all for his parents as usual. Then again what mail would he get? He was still in High School after all. "Ah....thank you mamm....guess I'll give this to my parents when they do get back...." He sighed and shook his head, running his hands through his hair and wiping his brow once more. He could really use a cold drink right now but....the Ice Machine was broken and there wasn't really much in the fridge besides water, and he could really go for a nice, icy soda. "Guess that stupid mailman needs to get his eyes checked huh? So um...." He looked up at her again, unable to help looking her up and down in that robe...it was so almost see through but....just not quite. "Thanks again.....I guess I should get back to work...though I could really use a cold drink...." He sighed in disappointment, staring at the door into his parents kitchen.
 
Claire noticied him looking at her, and grinned. "You know, I have some soda at my house. Why don't you come on over?" She didn't mind the heat, not when he was dripping in his sweat. She had thought it would have grossed her out. But, it was kind of... sexy. She grinned, especially when his shirt laid on the ground, in the soaking sun. She led him into her house, where it was cool, and comfortable. She opened the door, and let him in. Since she had no kids with her husband, it was spotless. She had nothing else to do all day. There were portraits with her and her husband along the wall, as you went up the stairs. She took off her robe, and placed it across the couch. It was weird, she was in skimpy PJs, but she didn't care. She felt comfortable. She put a few ice cubes in the tall transparent glass, and poured some coke inside it, filling it three quarters of the way up, and handed it to him. Once she handed it, she made her their fingers brushed for a few seconds, and smiled up at him before patting the seat next to her on the sofa. "So, why are you mowing the lawn? It's summer! Shouldn't you be out with your friends, or something? I've never seen anyone your age working on the lawn in July!" Previously, she had thought he was a responsible child, but then knew that he couldn't be doing this out of his own will.
 
At first Tom had considered turning down her offer, he did need to get the chores done after all. But it was just so damned hot....and taking a short break wouldn't be a problem. Besides, a nice cold drink would probably help him get to work faster. And so he shrugged and nodded as he turned to follow her, not bothering to pick up his shirt. It was drenched with sweat anyway, so pulling it on at this point would've just been gross. He raised an eyebrow at how clean the house was, and breathed a sigh of relief as the air conditioned air swept over his body, finally cooling him slightly, though when he watched her take off the robe and lay it on the couch, he suddenly felt somewhat warmer again. Those PJ's were rather....revealing....not to mention clingy. Wow....he'd never noticed his neighbour like this before.... "Ah...um....thanks..." He took the drink, licking his lips at the sight of both the ice, and her hand brushing against his. That had felt good...though he quickly distracted himself by sipping on the soda, before moving to nervously sit down beside her. "Ah....well....my parents don't believe a child should be lazy during the summer, so I gotta do every last chore in the house otherwise that's it, allowance is cut off completely for the rest of the summer"
 
Claire had been listening attentively, and was sympathetic. That must be hard. She ran her fingers over his hair, brushing along the bare skin of the skin behind his ear, no hair covered it from her fingertips. "That's too bad. Well, whenever you want to come over, be my guest." She was sitting so close to him that the sides of their legs were touching. She kept running her fingers through his hair, and slowly traced the side of his cheek, sliding her finger along his collarbone, gently tapping her fingertips against the smooth skin. Even though they were inside, she had noticied him sweating, and was about to ask, her mouth open and everything, but then closed it. She thinked she knew why. She grinned, and started to gently rub his shoulders. "Relax. Besides, I think you could use a break."
 
Tom shivered slightly under her touch, an odd thing to do considering how warm he was still feeling despite the air conditioning. He wasn't totally sure why she was touching him like this....but he liked it....no....he loved it. When he felt her moving closer, her leg pressing against his he shivered again, his eyes moving to look downwards as she leaned around him to start massaging his bare shoulders....he now had a perfect view of her cleavage concealed in her PJ's which were open at the top....and being a teenager that kind of view had an almost immediate and obvious reaction in him, his tight jeans not hiding a thing going on between his legs, though he was too relaxed under her massaging hands to try and pull away.
 
"Scoot up." Claire wanted him to scoot so she could kneel, and massage his shoulders from behind him, where the back of his ass would touch her crotch. She giggled, and once he did, she could easily press his bottom against her. Whenever she spoke, she breathed heavily over his ear. She said, "Boy, you sure are tense. We have got to get rid of these knots in your back." She continued to massage his shoulders soothingly, sometimes touching his hair gently because it covered parts of his ear, and she wanted to make sure he could hear her soft, low, sultry voice. She saw the erection between his legs, licking her lips, her hand sliding over his chest and down to carress the insides of his legs, kissing his ear after she finished speaking.
 
Tom did as she said and scooted up, sighing in satisfaction and relief as she continued to massage his shoulders....she was right that he was so tense....he was carrying about a months worth of constant work in his body and it was going to take a lot to relieve that tension. Still, the way he was pressed against her....his ass pressing between her legs, her chest digging into his back....he could feel her top starting to get wet from his sweat.....and it was anything but relaxing. "I um....th-thank you....mamm...." He was clearly nervous, though when he felt a hand starting to move down his chest his entire body, not just the area between his legs, went rigid, feeling the soft, delicate fingers sliding down the defined muscles, then slowly starting to stroke at the tight material of his jeans on his leg....her hand oh so close to his painful erection.
 
Claire grinned as he began to tense up again. She could feel the muscles tensing up as her hand drifted all over his body. Slowly, her hand inched closer to his crotch, squeezing the area in between. "Just let me know if I can be of any assistance..." She whispered in his ear, and then kissed it. Regardless of anything he said, she slide her hands under his shirt, and pushed it off his body. She climbed off of her position, and sat on his lap, where she could access everything easily. So he didn't feel at a disadvantage, she peeled her shirt off her body, and wearing no bra, he could see the perky C-cup breasts. "Tell me what you want, and you can have it..." She rubbed his crotch through his jeans as she spoke.
 
Tom couldn't help but let out a slight squeak as he felt her hand suddenly squeeze at his crotch, the jeans just seeming so tight they felt like they were going to rip open. He never would've dared imagine something like this would ever happen to him....then again maybe it wasn't....maybe he was delusional from the heat....still...of this was a dilusion then he wasn't going to snap himself out of it, especially when she removed her shirt and exposed her bra-less chest to him. "Oh wow...." He stared at her breasts, mouth hanging open slightly, his hands instinctively going to cup them, squeezing the firm flesh gently, shivering as she rubbed at him through the jeans, wishing so badly that they were off him.
 
When he had cupped her breasts, Claire gasped, her nipples going out to harden like firm pebbles for him. "Be patient, baby.." She whispered into his ear, and slide her fingers down his bare chest, admiring how built and fit he was, admiring the muscles, and kissed his neck gently. Slowly, her fingers had a mind of their own, and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling down the zipper, and yanked them off impatiently. To reciprocate, she slide off her boxer shorts off her hips, standing naked for him. She settled on his lap, rocking her hips back and forth, letting him see what he did to her. As she lifted her hips, you could see that her pussy was glistening over with wet moisture, and not from the heat. "Do you like what you see?"
 
Tom gasped and sighed in relief as his jeans were finally pulled away from him, squeezing her breasts sharply when she pullled them away so suddenly, leaving him in nothing but his boxer shorts now, which were able to show off just how big he was. Probably twice the size of her husband, possibly even bigger. "Oh yeah.....I really like what I see...." He licked his lips, slowly looking away from her breasts down at her pussy, watching as it glistened in the bright sunlight filling the room, able to feel the heat on his bare leg. "Oh wow....." In all honesty, this was the first time he'd seen a real woman naked. Sure he'd seen a lot of porn, but never an actual woman outside pictures. "Can I.....can I touch it....?"
 
Since Claire was sitting on his lap, it was easy to get access to anything she wanted, and started to move her hands lower and lower, slipping the boxers away from him. She cupped his cheek, softly carressing the skin, and leaned in, kissing him powerfully, passionately. She pulled away, and grabbed his cock, slapping it lightly against her cunt, her fingers making quick work of him, rushing to feel the hard texture, jerking him off quickly with her hand, squeezing his balls with her other hand, breathing heavily against his ear. Once he asked if he could touch her, she nodded, "Of course." She spread her legs, giving him a better view of what laid beneath the surface. She began to bounce on his lap quickly, her breasts bouncing in the air.
 
(( Sorry I've been gone a lil while. Real life has been a bitch this past week or so x.x ))

All of this was just a little too much for Tom. This hot woman starting to jerk his cock, one of his hands on her breasts, the other slowly moving between her legs, feeling a womans pussy for the first time....it was just all too much for someone so young and inexperienced to take. After just a few jerks of his cock, Tom groaned loudly, cock spasming before it suddenly released a large load of cum, squirting all over Claire's stomach and breasts, the hot, thick fluid sticking to her, though even after such a large load, Tom was still clearly up for more. If anything, his cock had only gotten harder. "S-sorry......sorry it was so fast....I'm not....I've never..." Suddenly he felt so shy and embarassed.....the dream was almost turning into a nightmare.
 
Claire didn't mind that he was inexperienced. Her mouth had already caught the hard cockhead between her lips, sucking eagerly on the mess, cleaning him up, her tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh. She squeezed his balls, and once he was all cleaned up, she grinned, "Ready for some more?" She didn't wait for an answer, grabbing the thick meat, and loving the fact that he was still hard, pushing inside her wet, tight cunt. She panted, her hair swishing this way and that way, bouncing on his meat again, her breasts bouncing up and down, her nipples hardening into firm, pink pebbles. "Mm.. that's it.. you like that?"
 
Tom just groaned even louder when Claire caught his cock in her mouth, his hips thrusting up into her hot, wet lips a few times until she pulled away, leaving the boy panting softly. He would've preffered perhaps a few moments to catch his breath, but the decision to carry on was taken out of his hands as suddenly he felt a hand around his large, hard cock, then suddenly felt himself parting her tight pussy. "Nnngh....so hot...." His hands found her waist, squeezing tightly, pulling her down a little and holding her for a few moments, before she began to bounce on his cock, his hands moving around to her ass and squeezing, then starting to bounce her faster. "Oh fuck....so good...so much better than I imagined....I love it"
 
Claire's nipples were pressing into his chest, her body wreaking havoc on that dick that speared through her pussy. "Mm! Uh! Yeah, yeah... you like that, sexy?" She slapped his ass, her breasts bouncing up and down. She shut her eyes, loving the feeling of his dick lubricated with her juices, pushing in and out of her cunt. She breathed heavily, over his ears, every tingle through her body drawing sparks. He was much larger than any man that she had ever had, and couldn't control cumming, but at least.. he had good stamina, something that she would use to her advantage. Her hot breath brushed over his ear, looking down, watching his dick penetrate her over and over. It was so good, so intense, that her nails had made half crescent marks on his back, her back arching to get every inch of him before pulling back out and doing it all over again.
 
"Oh god....I love it..." Tom grunted as she bounced hard on his cock, one hand squeezing her ass before the other went back to her breasts, squeezing one of them hard. He still couldn't believe this was happening to him.....would it happen again? Would this be the only time she would do this? Right now he didn't care, he just wanted to keep on doing this for as long as possible. "Nnngh...so tight...so hot...so wet..." Tom could already feel a second orgasm building, his cock twitching inside of her in a tell-tale way. "Nnngh....oh god it's coming.....I can't hold it much longer...." He could feel an even more powerful orgasm than last time approaching, and he could already feel it wasn't the last he was going to be capable of today.
 
Claire loved how young and vulnerable Tom was. She ran her fingers through his hair, throwing her head back as he orgasmed into her. It intiated her own orgasm, screaming out his name over and over again, clutching at his body tight, her cum covering his dick in layers of liquid. She pulled back, grinning, pulling out. She took his hand, and once she saw that his dick was still standing up, she asked him to come upstairs into her bedroom with her, so they would have more privacy. She groped his dick, running upstairs, and waiting for him on the bed. It was the first door to the right, opening it, laying on the bed. She whispered huskily into his ear, "When do you have to get back before your parents get home?" She started to rub her pussy for him, and used her other hand to jerk his cock off, her legs spreading for him, "Mm.. you wanna be inside here again, you naughty, dirty boy?"
 
Tom panted and twitched as he came inside of her, loving the sensation of flooding her body with his hot, stick cum, the feeling of her orgasming around him just making it even hotter. "Nnnngh....oh god....so gooooood..." He panted, clutching at her for a few moments until she pulled away and lifted off him, licking his lips as he looked at her. He shivered as she stroked his cock, then quickly got up to follow her, practically chasing her to the bedroom, licking his lips. "I....my parents wont be back for another two hours...." His eyes were fixed on her pussy as she rubbed it, stepping forwards. "Oh god yes I want to be inside there again....I want to be in there over and over and over....."
 
Claire grinned, knowing she had Tom around her finger. If she asked that he lived with her, and disown his own parents, she knew he would do it for sex. She rubbed her breasts, and spread her legs open, opening the nether lips so he saw the tight hole, glistening with juices. Mm.. "You see that, baby? See what you do to me? Now, fill it!" She demanded, bending over on her hands and knees, knowing he knew what to do. She gripped the bedsheets, and felt the cool air brush against her tight cunt. "Mm.. Tom, get inside there. Don't make me come and get you.." She jerked off his cock, sucking on the tip of the cock to get it nice and hard. And on second thought, she reached over to grab the lubrication bottle, and rubbed it on his cock. It was now slick and wet, pushing it inside her wet cunt herself. She let out a scream, she was so tight! And she hadn't expected he would still be so good, and so hot, so hard, so thick, just dripping with his precum.
 
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