MAKE ME CUM BABY!(1)

CONTENT:  Penetration, oral, kissing, deep kissing, rough sex, breast sucking, pussy licking 

CHAPTER 1

It was a relief when they finally left. Pete had been over the moon when his parents had said that they were going away for a few days and that he'd be left alone to look after the house. Finally, he thought to himself, a bit of peace and quiet.

It wasn't that he had any kind of problem with his parents. It was just that, at 19, he liked to have a bit of time on his own. He needed his own space. He hoped that when he went away to college he'd get that and get the freedom that he wanted, but for now he was stuck at home with his parents.

But then, there were a lot of things that he hoped for when he finally got away to college. He had been told that things would be different when he got there, but he still had trouble believing it.

He had been told that when he got there the old rules of high school wouldn't apply and that girls might notice him - really notice him. That was

 perhaps what he hoped for the most. At 19 he felt that he was too old to still be a virgin. Yet there he was.

In the build-up to going to college, he'd been working on himself - bettering himself, he liked to call it. Eating healthily, taking better care of his personal hygiene, even exercising. It helped that in the past few months he'd had a late growth spurt and shot up a few inches as well as losing weight.

He thought that he looked good now. It was too late for any kind of rebirth at high school, but he hoped that the big reinvention could happen at college. Now all he had to do was wait.

And waiting was the hard part. His parents were on his back constantly, asking him what he was up to and - worst of all - asking why a nice young man like him didn't have a girlfriend. What was he supposed to say to that? He'd mumble some non-committal answer and shrug as he felt himself blushing.

But never mind any of that, he thought. They were away and he had the place all to himself.

Normal guys his age might have thrown a party but he didn't really have those kinds of friends. He was always something of a loner and he was mostly looking forward to having this time to really be alone.

He didn't even have the neighbors to worry about. The nearest house had been empty for a few weeks now after the previous owners had moved away. A few people had come and looked around, but no one seemed to have bought it yet.

 After his parents were gone he walked around the house enjoying the sounds of silence. He could get used to this, he thought to himself, although he knew that it couldn't last. And he was right about that.

He had brought his X-Box down to the front room so that he could hook it up to the massive family TV and was just getting ready for an afternoon of gaming when he suddenly heard the rumbling of engines getting closer, closer, louder, louder. Then, they seemed to be right outside. He heard the hiss of air-brakes as it sounded like a large vehicle had pulled up outside.

A look of annoyance flashed across his face. This wasn't how he had planned things to be. It was supposed to be a time of peace and quiet for him to enjoy himself. But he hoped that whatever it was it would pass soon enough. Sure, the vehicle had pulled up outside - but maybe it was just checking directions and it would be on its way soon enough.

But then he heard doors slamming and shouting outside and the look of annoyance returned.

He headed upstairs to have a sneaky look at what was going on out there.

His parents' room was at the front of the house so he went in there and went to the window. He stood to one side of it so that he wouldn't be easily spotted and looked out to see what was happening.

He was not impressed by what he saw.

 A large removal truck had pulled up outside. It was pretty much blocking the whole street and, in particular, the front of his house. He thought with a wry smile that it was good that his parents were away - his mother would not be impressed by this imposition onto her territory. 

Even if she didn't need to use the space outside the house to park she would still take it personally and have a thing for two to say about it.

But luckily for whoever the new neighbor was they didn't have to worry about that. Sure, Pete wasn't happy that his peace and quiet had been ruined, but he would get over it. He wasn't the type to hold a grudge - unlike his mother, who had never really forgiven the last neighbor for trimming a tree that overhung their property - and that had been over five years ago.

He watched, trying to get some hint of who the new neighbor was.

 He had some idea in his head that maybe whoever they were they would have some hot daughter who was his age - a girl who didn't know anything about who he had been at high school and who he could somehow try and impress while she was new to town.

Wild fantasies grew in his head of seducing the innocent neighbor and having his way with her, learning what to do with her body just as she learned what it felt like to have a man pleasure her.

He was still looking out at the removal men as they ferried furniture into the house but he wasn't really concentrating on what he was seeing. Instead, he was thinking about it - how good it would be. He could see her in his mind. She'd be small, shy. He'd win her round and seduce her.

He could feel his cock getting hard in his pants. He tried to tell himself that he was being stupid and that it wasn't likely that there would be a girl his  own age - and deep down he also knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to seduce this imaginary girl anyway.

He shook his head, smiling to himself. It was a stupid idea, he knew that. But what else did he have to do? All he had were his fantasies, at least for now. College would be different, he thought. College would be where all of his fantasies would finally be realized.

He went back to his video games and tried to ignore the noise. By the evening it had died down. He hoped that would be the last of it. He glimpsed out of the window a few more times, hoping to see who his new neighbors were, but there had been no sign of them.

He awoke early the next day to the sound of silence. This was more like it, he thought. He could forget about all that noise the previous day and get back to enjoying himself in his own way.

His bedroom was at the back of the house. He went for a shower and then came out with only a towel wrapped around himself.

He stood in his bedroom by the window and looked out of the window. He saw something that made him freeze. There was a woman in the neighboring garden. And not just any woman. This woman, even from a distance, looked like something special.

It was hard to tell from where he was but she looked as though she was in her early to mid-thirties. She had long, dark brown hair. She was wearing a light dress that clung to her body. And what a body. He could see the curves of it - the long legs rising up to an amazing ass, her breasts peeking out of the top of the dress - and he wanted to get closer to it and know more.

But he knew that was a crazy idea. He had fantasized about some shy, timid young woman who he could seduce. But this was a real woman. Just from the way she walked around the garden, the way she stopped and placed her hands on her hips and looked about, he could see that she oozed confidence. And more than that - she exuded what he could only describe as raw sexuality.

Just as the previous day, when he had been so caught up in his fantasies about the imaginary girl next door, he felt his cock stirring beneath the towel. He didn't realize it but his jaw was open and he had an almost glazed look on his face as he watched this woman walk - no, prowl - around her garden.

A sudden gust of wind blew at her dress and for a second - just the briefest of seconds - he got a glimpse of black panties clinging to her tight ass - french knickers with just a bit of frill around the edges. He imagined grabbing hold of them - the feel of the material, how his hand would cup one beautiful, perfect buttock.

His cock was doing more than stirring now. He could feel it stiffening. But then, disaster struck.

As though she knew that someone was standing there, watching her she turned and looked up at the window and caught him standing there, staring. 

He was so lost in his own world, his own fantasies about this woman, that it took him a moment to focus back on reality and realize that she was standing there staring up at him, just as he was staring down at her.

But then he realized what was happening. He realized that he was standing there, half-naked, staring at her - and that he had been caught doing it.

He blushed and turned away, trying to make it look as though he was just taking a casual look out of the window.

But at the same time, he was very aware of his naked torso and he wanted to get it out of sight. Even though he felt that he looked pretty good these days he still felt self-conscious a lot of the time. It was one thing telling himself that he looked good in the privacy of his own room with no one watching and something else entirely having someone else see him.

He stepped away as quickly as he could while still trying to make it look casual, as though he hadn't done anything wrong.

He was thankful for the fact that she wouldn't have been able to see below the waist, just in case his erection would have been obvious. But then he thought to himself that she might have thought that he was standing there watching her, completely naked.

He shook his head as he thought about just how ridiculous this situation was.

He got dressed and went downstairs to have some breakfast. He was just contemplating the day ahead - playing video games and trying not to think about the woman next door - when there was a knock at the door. He froze for a moment.