The neighbor up the road 2 (reboot)

First of a few, 6 so far, loosely (sometimes very) based on reality. Helps to start with 1.

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After a couple of days in a daze, I headed up to her house to study. I knocked on the back door, her mom yelled for me to come in.
She greeted me in the kitchen and we chatted for a minute. Shes upstairs, and then turned back to what she was doing.

I headed up to her room and walked through the open door.
Hey
She looked great in simple jeans and a little t shirt, her hair was wet.
Shes downstairs I mouthed and pointed.

Our lips met, my hands slid under her shirt to her warm sides. I slid my hand down and grabbed her ass, pushing her towards me. It made me weak in the knees.
We broke and settled into the task at hand, Algebra for tomorrows homework.
We lay on the floor, going over the ins and outs of what formula to use where but my head wasn’t in it. All I wanted was her.

I sat up and ever so quietly placed my hand back on the back of her thigh and moved it up caressing her leg though her jeans. She looked back and giggled, clamping her legs on my hand as it reached her crotch. I could feel her warmth through the heavy fabric. As best I could I rubbed between her legs as she dropped her head.

The stair squeaked slightly so I quickly withdrew my hand.

I’m heading out to pick up your brother, I’ll be back shortly, her mom called.

My prayers were answered. We hopped up and watched as the car pulled out of the garage and down the drive.

We stood in the window making out, we were getting better at this. Our tounges found the right rhythm and it was great. I slid down her neck, her skin tasted incredible. I reached up her shirt, feeling her sides as she held my head. My hand reached her bra, and I cupped gently, hands shaking slightly.

It was my first boob. I squeezed gently making her moan and more forcefully go after my mouth.

I gave her right breast a thorough going over, squeezing and tweaking as her breathing intensified. I rubbed my face on her tit through her shirt, kissing the top. My dick was throbbing as she pressed her thigh against it. I pulled her shirt up to her arms, she disengaged and pulled it the rest of the way off. I grabbed both breasts gently and ran my face against the tops and the thin fabric of her bra. She reached back and undid the clasp, giving me full reign as it hung loose on her arms.

I was in awe, she had a high tan line from her time on the water, her small freckled pale perky breasts stood out, little pink eraser nipples at attention.

I was unwilling to let go for a bit, my hands would not leave her fleshy mounds. We finally disengaging to let the bra fall to the floor. I sucked on her little nipples and kissed them like a rabid dog periodically meeting her lips.

Her hand slid down to my crotch, gently probing for my dick through my shorts. She found him and rubbed gently, this nearly put me over the top. I was inexperienced after all.
The garage door hummed to life. We frantically put ourselves together but couldn’t find her bra. I jumped down to the floor to hide my raging hard on while she put her shirt on. Her mom walked in just as she kicked her bra under the bed.

Hey, you guys doing ok? She asked. Sure

We resumed our positions on the floor now our hips, legs and shoulders touching. She pulled a notebook towards us and started writing.

She pushed it towards me “I think my jeans are wet” she giggled. I responded, “My shorts definitely are”. She pulled it back and wrote “because I don’t have any underwear on”. My heart jumped up to my throat I looked back at her ass. “or a bra now” I wrote back. “What you did felt realllllly good” she wrote, “well they felt really good”. She took it back and started writing for a minute before handing it back. She covered it with her hand for a second before withdrawing, her face deep red. What it said made my heart stop.

“In the shower yesterday… I had a hair brush. And I put it… in… both. When you leave I will do it again”. Not truly believing what I read, I underlined with a question mark “both?”. She circled “both.” I was temporarily without words and my dick felt like it was going to burst. All I could come up with was “can I see it? Not my finest hour. She hopped up and went to her bath, returning with a brush with a medium sized plastic rounded ribbed handle, maybe the diameter of my thumb. She laid it on our homework and laid back down.
How far I wrote? She grabbed it and pointed to the base of the actual brush part, probably 5 inches. Incredible I thought.
“How did it feel? What made you think if it?, DETAILS” I underlined
She wrote for a long time.
“Your finger felt good last time, so I tried mine, and it felt good…. I had already tried the brush in front, so I tried it in the back. It felt strange but really good, I used Vaseline back there, in front I didn’t need any ;). When I go to bed tonight, I’m taking my massager with me and thinking of you. “

I wrote,
“holy crap! Well if its confession time, I may have jacked off to you a dozen times in the last few days” she giggled. “ok maybe more” I wrote, I took it back again
“and am definitely going to be thinking of the brush next time”. I hope so she wrote and smiled. “and by the way, the bathing suit Tuesday was the hottest thing I have ever seen.” She responded “I did it on purpose you know.” “yes, I am an idiot”. She laughed out loud and leaned in for a kiss.

“We had better study, or mom will find out. Also, this is due tomorrow ”
With that it was back to algebra, or at least that was the plan, I was not in any condition to be productive. X = hair brush? Y= bathing suit? My brain had completely short circuited and I ended up coping most of her work.

The sun was beginning to set and I began to gather my things.
She put her lips to her mouth and we listened to the house, we could hear her mom and brother downstairs. She turned to me and undid her fly, and slid her jeans down to her hips.

I was frozen.

Her pale skin highlighted her short brown hair between her legs. I stared open mouthed. She laughed and pulled them up with a jump. She grabbed the notebook and wrote a while before handing it over.

“give you something to think about tonight” ill say. She grabbed it back and wrote “next time its your turn with a winking smiley face. I want to see it”
Fuck I am never going to get her out of my head.

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