Pigtailed teen teases for the camera
5 September 2007
Pigtailed teen teases for the camera with her tiny tits and hot snatch
The Neighbor
A home should be a sanctuary a place to find refuge from the world of business. That is what I always swore my home would be. So I bought a place in a small valley nestled between two mountains. I had done all the necessary homework sunny over 300 days a year mild climate rarely below freezing trout stream nearby large city within 45 minutes secluded 10 acres of forests – the list of positives went on and on.
There was only one problem — the Commune. It wasn t one of those free-love let s get naked kind of places. This group of people had gathered together for religious purposes – austere would be the operative word.
My home was back against a mountain and to reach it I was required to drive through the small village past the church with it dark colors the homes indistinguishable from each other.
For over a year I never actually knew any of my neighbors. I would say hello knew what they looked like maybe even a name or two but that was it. There was no interaction between us.
Then I changed my job. I was able to work at home via a remote satellite hookup now. Suddenly my little paradise became home and office all rolled into one.
I discovered I had a lovely neighbor – quite young but still a feast for the eyes.
I met her while fixing a fence on my yard. This little wisp of a thing darted past me. I couldn t see her at first. Then she stepped from behind a tree and into the light. She wore a dress that looked like a huge sack with a hole cut into the top for her head. It reached down to her ankles and should have made her look like an unshapely bag of feed. Yet nothing could hide what was inside. I saw the roundness of her chest the curve of her hips.
I m just about done here I said. Would you like to come to the house for something to drink?
She nodded and we trudged up the path to my house. Once inside I led her to the living room where she slid onto the couch. I returned with some fresh lemonade and minutes later we were seated side by side sipping our drinks and smiling at each other.
Is that dress comfortable? I asked.
She shook her head. I reached out and grabbed the hem pulling it above her knees and rubbing it with my fingers.
Rough as sandpaper I said. Then I slid my hand under the hem to touch her knee. But you re certainly soft I said. I can t understand how you can stand to wear this thing. It must be like torture or something. I continued to rub her knee. She didn t move it away so I slid my hand against her leg and up her thigh.
I hate it too but Mom and Pop don t want the boys to get crazy about me. And they don t really have much money.
I understand I said continuing to rub her leg. Do you mind if I rub you like this?
That s ok she said. It feels good better than the dress.
When you visit me you can take off your dress I said. I won t have a pretty girl like you wearing that old itchy thing. I might have something much better upstairs.
I found an old shirt. You can wear this if you want. I then laughed mischievously. Or you can wear nothing at all.
Oh that wouldn t be good she said.
Why not?
You re not my husband you know.
You re barely old enough to have a husband I responded. Can t be much older than 18. So there. Anyway you heard that from your parents. What do they know? They don t even know how itchy it is for you to wear that bag.
Do I have to be naked or can I keep my panties on. She said the words in such an innocent way as though she was asking to have an extra desert or something. She slid the bag over her head so she stood there naked except for her bra and pink panties.
I put my arm around her leaned over her touching her cheek to mine. I was just joking about being naked. You can wear the shirt if you want.
I left the room calling back to her I m going to get comfortable myself. Why don t you lie down on the couch and watch TV.
TV! We don t have that.
As I entered the living room minutes later I noticed her lying on the couch deeply enthralled with a TV show. The ends of the shirt had lifted up and I could see the curve of her buttocks a darkness between them – no panties just bare skin catching the light from the windows. I had removed my clothes and was wearing a house coat that fell about halfway between my hips and knees.
Is there any room on that sofa? I asked.
Moments later I was safely between the lovely girl and the sofa. I slid my hand under her arm and cupped it around her small budding breast. She didn t resist so I began to gently rub her breast through the cloth of the shirt. While this was happening my house coat slipped open and I pressed my naked body against her back. Pressing my penis to her naked butt I felt it harden.
She had no sense of shame about the entire experience merely enjoying it with an innocence that took my breath away. So I held her pushing myself into her farther and farther caressing her with steady strokes.
Eventually the show ended and she stood up. It s getting late. I better hurry home. She glanced down at me. I had already covered myself with my house coat but the bulge while receding was still visible.
It was so nice to meet you I said. I never knew such a lovely yet sweet and tender neighbor was so near.
Yes it was fun wasn t it she said with her eyes downcast. I feel a bit funny though. It felt so natural with you but I know it was all wrong. I sinned terribly had these thoughts that were all wrong.
What thoughts?
Oh I can t say.
You don t have to talk about it I responded placing my arm around her. I know exactly what you mean. It was like we were perfect together like this jigsaw with your piece and mine and they simply fit without any trouble or friction.
Exactly. She had this glow to her face her eyes catching the fading light with little sparkles.
I hope to meet again sometime I said as she ran out the door.
Six month passed without any contact with the mysterious neighbor. After the girl left I realized that I didn t even know her name.
Then one morning a station wagon pulled up to the house. Generally I keep the gate locked but this morning I had left it wide open and they simply drove through to park in front of my garage.
A tall thin man with gray hair stepped out of the driver s seat a woman opposite him. He was balding wore a plaid flannel shirt and blue overalls. The woman was smaller bent over with age or just exhaustion. I couldn t tell at that distance. She wore a green print dress that hung without shape to her ankles. Her hair was long stringy gray in color lifeless.
Bouncing out of the back seat was my little angel. She ran up the steps and stopped in front of me.
My parents want to talk to you she said the excitement shining out of her eyes like mirrors reflecting the sun of the bright morning.
At first I was unsure whether she was afraid or happy. Had she told her parents that I had touched her? Was I in trouble?
Then the man spoke. I know I haven t been much of a neighbor but I have a favor to ask. Elizabeth has told me that she s talked to you how nice you are a writer. You re our closest neighbor. All the rest of our church folk are in town so far away.
He fidgeted for a while rubbing his hands over one another as though they were dirty and the soap he was using wasn t quite good enough.
Sarah and I need to go away for a while. Can t take Lizzie with us. Thought maybe she could stay with you.
But you hardly know me I said. How can you possibly trust me with such a precious treasure as your own daughter.
It is a tough one he said. But the good work can t be stopped because of family inconveniences. He smiled. You look like a good sort and Lizzie was raised good. The church folk will stop by sometimes so I m sure it will be fine.
I d love to I said.
Lizzie jumped into my arms and gave me a great big kiss on the lips. I even felt a bit of tongue before pulling away. My you re a handful I said laughing.
Ain t that the truth her mother muttered turning back to the car.
Then they drove away.
Don t you have any clothes or anything? I asked.
I hate all of them she said. I ll just wear what I have on or maybe some of your shirts like last time.
I laughed. Don t worry. I need to go into town to buy a few things anyway. We can pick up some clothes for you.
Not wanting to endure the stares of the nearby church community I drove the full 45 minutes to the city just past our little valley. We spent the next three hours buying jeans underwear nighties shirts shorts dresses everything a girl could possibly need or want. It cost me plenty but was worth it. Each time Liz left the dressing room to model her latest piece of clothing her eyes glittered with such joy I wanted the whole experience to last forever.
She saw a teddy that she grabbed and raced into the dressing room. I had only seen a flash of blue before it was gone from my sight. I waited in a chair just outside the dressing area. A few minutes after she disappeared a heard a soft voice. Can you come in and see how it looks. I just must have your opinion.
I wondered among all the closed stalls when one opened and she pulled me in. I couldn t very well model this one out there.
The teddy barely covered the bottom of her thong panties leaving the curve of her buttocks still showing beneath the lacy hem. They were blue but so transparent as to allow her perky little breast full access to the burning of my stare.
Do you like them this way or without any panties? she asked.
I .. I don t know I stammered.
Sitting down she slid the thongs down over her legs spreading her legs as she did so providing me with a clear view of a sliver of blond hair between her legs. Then she stood up spinning around so the teddy lifted into the air exposing the entire lower portion of her slender form to my gaze.
Definitely without the panties I said. You seem so much freer and open that way like a deer floating across a meadow in the evening.
Well then that s what I will wear at night she said. Now how about the panties. She slipped out of the Teddy so she was completely naked then pulled her panties back on. I reached out and touched the fabric. They were soft to the touch. A tassel protruded from the side so I pulled it. One side of the panties fell away.
They re tied like shoe laces silly she said. Come off easily just pulling the ends of each side. She pulled the other side and they fell off completely.
I put my arm around her and whispered You shouldn t just get naked in front of every man you see you. You re beautiful ravishing. Us men will get ideas bad ideas fun ideas but still bad. Do you know what I mean?
Of course she said. That s what you did with me the other day touching me all over. That was bad. I thought of telling my parents but didn t. But I did want to see you again.
You want to do that again? I asked.
Don t know she said. But you ve seen everything. What more can happen that can scare me. She kissed me on the lips. I feel safe with you. You won t do something I don t want you to do. I know that.
But do you want to do that again. My voice had this husky tone to it.
I m truly not sure she said. I like you but I m so young. I just don t know how I should feel. Are you in love with me?
I don t know I said. I promise to be good to you to care for you.
And that s why I don t worry much about you why I feel safe.
When we returned to the house it was late. I need to turn in I said. I have some writing to do in the morning.
Where do you want me to stay? she asked.
I was speechless didn t know what to say. It had never crossed my mind that she needed to be set up that way. I only have the one king sized bed. You ll need to stay with me I guess. Hope you don t mind.
She gave me a hug. Oh that would be quite nice.
I always sleep naked and tonight was no exception. While Liz went into the bathroom with her teddy I slipped off my clothes and crept between the sheets. Moments later she returned to the room the light blue teddy clinging to her. Although she still had much of the girlishness to her figure she was definitely filling out into the woman she would one day become. With no bra or underwear I could clearly see the curve of her breasts the nipples straining against the fabric. The darkness of the hair between her legs added a mystery that squeezed my chest and made me quiver in my loins.
Then she was between the sheets.
I had a large bed king size so she was on one side with me on the other like two islands with an ocean of emptiness in between.
We lay there in silence for a long while. Then she spoke. I m cold. Could you hold me?
I was only too glad to oblige and soon had my arms around her my pelvis pressed against her shapely buttocks. I felt my penis grow pressing against her.
Are you warmer now? I asked.
A little she said. Could you rub me like you did the other day.
So I began to caress her shoulders her arms her legs. I slid my hand under her teddy and lightly grazed my fingers across her abdomen. Then flattening my hand I began to rub her stomach sliding it upward to her chest and over her breast. As my hand cupped the softness of her mound I squeezed it gently rubbing her nipple between thumb and first finger.
Her breathing deepened a gasp a twitch. I moved my hand downward below her stomach against the hair between her legs. She spread them. I stroked her legs from her hips to her knees up and down. They were as soft as a glove made from lamb s wool. She grabbed my hand and placed it on the wetness between her legs. I felt the stickiness rubbed against it. She arched her back so my finger slid inside her. Then I finger fucked her until she screamed her release.
As soon as she spent herself her body went limp. Minutes later I felt the regular breathing of a girl asleep. Moment later still a bit frustrated I joined her in slumber.
It was sometime in the middle of the night that I woke up. At first I was disoriented snuggled against someone a woman no a girl. And did she smell good. Her teddy was pushed up over her breasts leaving her entire lower body bare. My penis was pushed between her butt cheeks rubbing against the softness of her skin just under the crack of her butt cheeks. I pushed against her and felt myself slide forward to the entrance of her womanhood. It was still wet. I pushed it a bit further and felt it enter her about an inch.
Her breathing remained regular so I knew she was still asleep. It had been a long hard day and I could appreciate her exhaustion.
Slowly and with as delicate a touch as possible I removed the teddy from her body. Then I caressed her every portion I could with the lightest of touches trailing my fingers over her breasts down her chest into her hair against the part of her body that met my penis. I was only a short distance inside of her craving more wondering if she was ready for me.
I shoved my penis farther into her rubbing her little bud with my fingers. She moaned in her sleep and with a quick push I was all the way inside.
I have never been this guy that all the ladies flocked with open arms and pussies. I was a bit shy. I had certainly had my women but I always felt just a bit intimidated. But with Liz I never felt that way. As I slipped inside her I was harder than I had ever been before. And her pussy felt so soft and warm and wet. I clung to me with a grip that was so tight yet still soft and pliable. It seemed to have these muscles inside there that softly caressed me as I moved back and forth inside her.
I was slow at first then faster soon pounding back and forth deep into her. I felt as though I was this beam of light breaking to a small cave opening it up in a way that had never been done before. As I pressed forward my finger continued to caress her bud rubbing it against the thrust of my penis. Then I exploded and she thrashed as we both climaxed.
Liz never mentioned what happened the next day. It was as though it never happened. I wondered if she had even been awake. Her body had oh how awake and alive it had been but what of her mind her conscious state.
So I decided to find out.
Over breakfast I asked. How was your sleep? I know it was a strange bed and all and with another person it might have been difficult.
It was the best sleep I ve ever had she said. I remember sliding into bed being a bit cold then you touching me. She smiled with downcast eyes. You were sure naughty touching me all over. I never felt anything like that before. But I fell asleep and never woke again.
That was all you remembered? I asked. Nothing else?
No. Her face had this quizzical expression. Did something else happen?
Nothing important
I m such a sound sleeper. My mom used to tell me that a bomb wouldn t be able to wake me up.
Did you have any dreams anything crazy or exciting? I asked.
I did have one she said. But I can t tell you. You were in it. I don t think you would like what we did.
Really I said with a knowing smile on my face. Now I m curious. You ve got to tell me.
You won t get angry – right? Won t think I m sick or something.
I shook my head so she continued. I dreamt that you stuck your thing in me.
How did you feel about that? Did you like it – I mean in your dream.
It was wonderful she said. I woke up feeling as though I was floating as though my skin couldn t stand anyone touching it for fear of exploding.
Do you want to do that in real life? I asked. We re alone you know. It could happen if we want it. I could get into trouble since you re so young but still it could happen.
Not if I don t want it to right? she asked.
Of course not I said guilt washing over me. Was making love to a woman in her sleep forced entry? The thoughts pounded against me like a hammer.
But you wanted it in your dream so if it happened in your dream and you wanted it then it wasn t against your will – right?
I guess not she said.
What if it wasn t a dream but actually happened? Would that be wrong if you thought it was just a dream?
But I know it was a dream. But if it was real and I didn t try to stop it and if it felt that wonderful no it would be the best thing in the world.
I didn t say anything more for a while allowing all the crazy thoughts to wash over me wave after wave of them.
You re not mad at me are you? she asked. I know it sounds crazy? I know you shouldn t even be touching me. It did help me sleep. But this other. You won t send me away will you?
Oh no I said too loudly. I feel safe with you too. I feel as though I can say and do anything and it s fine. How could I ever be angry with you? If you wanted me to stick my thing into you I might even do that just because it seems as though everything we do is so good this would be good too maybe even great.
But I m too young aren t I? she asked her hands on the sides of my face her eyes gazing deep into mine.
What is too young? I asked. The government says its ok. Does it matter what your parents say? Don t you have the right to your own body? If you wanted me and I wanted you that s not too old or too young – it s just right.
Oh I agree I agree. She slid her arms from my face down my back and hugged me close pressing her chest into mine her lips open and moist as our tongues dancing against each other.
My writing was inspired that day. I skipped lunch forgetting all concept of time until the setting of the sun disturbed my concentration. It was dusk and the day had simply disappeared. Liz had never once entered my sanctuary with a question or simply to pass the time. I wondered what activities could have possibly occupied her time.
pied her time.
As I reached the top of stairs from my basement lair I heard a buzzing sound. As I proceeded down the hallway that led to both the living room and kitchen the buzzing sound grew louder and louder. Feeling a bit like a voyeur as I approached the living room the sound sounded more and more like two metal plates vibrating together. Another sound could be heard over the vibration. It was some sort of singing or talking or moaning. Perhaps she was watching television but what TV show would be like that. I stared into the room — empty.
So I turned to the kitchen. She was there as beautiful as ever in her skimpy teddy. Without a sound I stared at her at what I heard erupting from her mouth. How lovely she is I thought an angel.
She sat on one of the kitchen chairs leaning back her legs sprawled in front of her her hands between them playing with something. Her eyes had this glazed expression.
An egg beater was churning a bowl of mashed potatoes. She held the bowl tightly between her legs. It was my old beater and so noisy. I should have recognized the vibrating sound. As she grasped the handle of the beater she sang a song.
I want to have an Oscar Mejer weiner that is all I truly want to have. If I have an Oscar Meyer weiner I ll have everything I truly want to have.
Watcha doing? I asked.
She glanced up with a smile the sun glinting off the whites of her teeth. You ve been working so hard that I thought I d make some food for us tonight.
You don t have to work so hard for me I said.
I d do anything for you she responded.
Anything? I asked.
Absolutely. You ve made a home for me are so good to me. I want to do something incredibly scrumptiously good for you too.
Would you eat the dirt on the ground outside if I asked?
I know you re joking testing me. She laughed. If you did truly ask me then I would know you had a good reason for it and I would do it.
What if I asked to put my thing inside of you? Would you let me do that?
She stared at me for a moment studying me. Her face had this question mark all over it.
You dreamt about it last night I said. If you think about something wanting to do it that s as bad as doing it – right. I m sure your parents have told you that many times. So if we did it that would be what you ve already been doing only this time it wouldn t just be in your mind and dreams but with our bodies too.
She didn t answer me for a long time. That s not quite the same she said at last. Two wrongs don t make a right. But I would do it if you asked me. I promised I would do anything. I keep my promises. How could I ever get married if I couldn t keep my promise to my husband. Anyway I trust you. I you wanted us to do that it would be because it was the best thing for both of us.
And with that final statement she turned back to her mashed potatoes. These are almost done. Now get out of the kitchen. Watch TV and I ll bring the food in when it is done.
A few minutes later she returned to the living room with a plate filled with meat loaf mashed potatoes and gravy. She had changed into a pair of jeans and halter top no bra.
That night she turned into bed first. I had fallen asleep on the couch. When I woke up it was dark the TV turned off a blanket tucked around me.
I stumbled upstairs and into my bed. She was at the other end of the bed.
I m not asleep yet she said. It s so cold without you but I didn t want to wake you.
So I slid over to her and put my arms around her. She was naked. My penis became hard instantly and I pushed it against the opening between her butt cheeks.
Please touch me like last night she said. It helped me sleep.
But you may dream about me again. I said. Wouldn t that be bad?
It was so nice really she said. I had the best sleep in months. Please help me.
I let my hands graze the curve of her hips her breasts. I stroked them squeezing the softness of her flesh gently rolling her nipples between my fingers. She sighed and placed my hand between her legs.
I will want to place my thing in you if I do this I told her.
I don t care she said.
I want to do something else first I said. Something much nicer.
Sliding under the covers I found an opening between her legs and flicked her thighs with my tongue. A sigh could be heard even entrenched as I was between the sheets under the down comforter. I kicked my legs out extending them over the bed and began my meal.
My inexperience had little to compare against but hers had to be the most pleasant smell in the world the greatest aphrodisiac I had ever known. As I continued to rub my tongue over her thighs her matted hair I ground my rock hard penis deep into the bed. The smell and moisture pulled me like a magnet toward the heart of my desire. I dipped my tongue extending it as long as possible into the wetness of her slit. Her legs gripped my head with a spasm that was accompanied with a groan a moan and then a cry. My nose was against her clit so I moved it back and forth grinding it into her holding my breath my tongue making great up and down sweeps inside her pussy.
She screamed her orgasm as I came up for air. Then I went down on her again only this time my tongue was directly against her little nub her clit. She began to buck up and down as I ground my tongue over and around back and forth up and down.
I lifted my head up and she cried No. Don t stop.
But I would not be denied. I wanted her in a different way a more satisfying way. So I crawled up her chest my tongue a snake slithering over every inch past her belly enjoying the indentation the softness surrounding its circular shape up her chest tasting each breast in detail knowing each nipple as though they were twin friends. And my hands were not strangers to this wonderful world of forbidden pleasures. They roamed as independent messengers spreading a tale of joy and passion.
As I slid upward I arched my body my penis pressing into her leg then her hair. I reached down as my mouth reached hers. While my lips pressed against the softest mouth in the world I placed myself into her wetness.
Yes she sighed. I want you. I want you so much. Love me with your soul my precious love.
My penis slid slowly into her. I was wrapped inside her in a way I could never hope to describe. No glove was this tight yet this soft. No hand this firm yet this wet.
I slid all the way into her my mouth on hers our tongues as one slipping over each other. And at the other end I pulled out and then in slowly so slowly it was so tight. As I entered her to the full and pushed deep into her my pelvis ground into her.
Don t stop give me a baby. I want your baby. Fill me. I love it so.
And like a good lover I didn t stop kept the motion back and forth. Each time I entered her completely she gave a cry. I stared at her open eyes in the dim light. They had this crazy look as though something possessed her that was so completely different than her normal self.
That something was me. I ground into her time and time again.
It s spinning again she cried. I feel the earthquake. The ground is shaking. Oh. OOOOh. Don t stop. Harder. I want you to enter me all of you.
So I slammed myself against her into her my hands under her hips pulling her up to me as my body drove downward against her and through her. She screamed like some unearthly animal her whole body shaking.
While she was shaking I felt a pressure building from the back of my body forward upward. My screams joined hers as I erupted inside her.
Then we both collapsed exhausted sleeping deeply our arms entwined.