("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Summer Vacation by Marimba (address withheld) *** A teenage girl develops an addiction for oral sex. (M/F-teen, voy, oral) *** My vagina was on fire! No matter how many times I had masturbated over the past three days the images of what I kept seeing would not leave my head. It all started Saturday afternoon when Mom asked me to take out the trash. While putting the lid on the can I heard a strange noise on the other side of the fence. Peeking into a gap between the boards I could see our neighbor, Mr. Johnson, out sunning himself by his pool. He was totally naked!! I've had always liked Mr. J. he talked to me like I was an adult, not some little kid. Of course it did not hurt that he was really, really cute, dark hair, dark skin. He was probably in his late 30's and very athletic looking. Muscular, but not too thick or bulky. He would often go jogging without a shirt or just work in the yard in baggy shorts. One time I had jokingly called him naked man. I'm pretty sure he had noticed me looking at him before, but this time was different, he was totally naked! Now I had seem my last boyfriend and my cousin Kevin naked, they were boys, this was a grown man. Mr. J. was just laying there on his back reading a book unaware that he was being watched. He was beautiful, slim waist, really strong looking legs and tan all over. Then I noticed his penis, it was erect. Like I said, I had seen my last boyfriend's and cousin's penises but this was something different. It was tan and quite thick with a head that was the size of a golf ball. There were pictures on the net of penises that were bigger or longer but this one was magnificent, almost powerful. Something about it made me all mushy between my legs. I must have made a noise because Mr. J. turned and looked at the fence. Embarrassed at being spotted I ran into the house and straight into the bath room. I just knew that Mr. J. would be knocking on the front door any second to tell my mom what had happened. After a few minutes realization dawned that my Mom and Mr. J. were not going to be at the bathroom door. I started to think about what I had seen, epically Mr. J's penis. My crotch felt like it had wet itself. Peeling off my shorts and panties, boy was I excited. Sitting on the floor with my back against the tub I slowly started to rub myself. Visions of Mr. J.'s penis floated in my head. It had been several years since the discovery of masturbation and there had been hundreds of orgasms since then, but this one was something else. It started deep inside me and went on for several minutes. I must have zoned out because the next thing I knew my mother was knocking on the bathroom door asking if everything was alright. "Honey you scared me running in the house and locking yourself in the bathroom like that. Are you sick?" she asked. I mumbled some excuse about suddenly having to go. It took a wet wash cloth to clean myself. Dressing I went downstairs and tried to watch TV, but all I saw was Mr. J. About 30 minutes later I wandered into the backyard to see what was going on. There hanging over the fence at my peeping spot was Mr. J.'s towel!!! The rest of my evening was spent in my room with two more trips to the bathroom to "relieve myself". The next morning the towel was gone. After church, about noon, I cautiously went out into the yard and looked through another spot further down the fence. Mr. J. was laying out again, still naked and still very erect. He was slowly rubbing his hand on his testicles. From the lazy way he moved it must have felt really good. With his other hand he started to stroke his shaft. I almost fainted at the sight. Here was the most beautiful man that I had ever seen masturbating and I secretly got to watch. As his hand moved faster his legs muscles started to tighten. With a loud grunt he began to climax. His first blast of sperm shot up about a foot, the second arched about four feet and hit the cement pool pad with a loud splat. The third went just as far and was just as audible. The fourth was a torrent that ran down the underside of his penis and covered his testicles. I had seem both my last boy friend and my cousin ejaculate, but they just shot little dribbles. This was like Mr. J. had unloaded a powerful weapon all over. Sperm was everywhere. Mr. J. stood up and wiped himself off with his towel. He casually tossed it onto his chair, turned and looked right at my hiding place, winked and slowly walked into his house. There was no way he knew I was there, no way. After a few moments I realized that I was standing bent over peering through my neighbors fence with my hand down the crotch of my pants. Probably was a good idea to go inside before Mom and Dad started yelling. Once inside I just went to my spot in the bathroom. 45 minutes and four orgasms later I felt calm enough to face the world. Later that afternoon I sat on our front porch reading a book. Mr. J. came out his front door. He was dressed for jogging, shorts and no shirt. Seeing me he called out, "So how's my favorite neighbor? Enjoying your summer vacation? Anything good going on? Well time for the ole' run. Be seeing you later." All I could do was nod and stammer. This guy was seriously messing with me. It was easy talking Mom and Dad into letting me skip church that evening. Around dusk the smell of cooking meat told me that Mr. J. was grilling out. "Payback time," I thought. Taking one of our big lawn chairs I turned it towards the fence. Dropping my shorts I proceeded to stroke myself. A private show for my neighbor. Sitting there I thought about Mr. J.'s wonderful penis and how much sperm it shot. Images filled my head of me kneeling between his legs stroking his shaft. Maybe I would even put my mouth on it like I had done with my cousin Kevin. Maybe I would even taste his sperm. My orgasm was big and hard. There was no way Mr. J. did not hear the noise I made. Afterwards, sitting there in a dream slowly caressing myself, Mr. J. brought me back to reality when he slammed his back door and turned off his pool lights. Oh!!! I was gonna get that asshole!! *** The next morning I was sitting in my favorite spot on my front porch reading again. A U.S. Mail truck stopped in front of Mr. J's house and a lady went to the door. I called to her that he was at work. To my surprise the front door opened and she went in. After about ten minutes when she did not come back out I started to get curious. You don't suppose...? Walking into the back yard I could hear Mr. J. and the lady out at the pool. Now what I thought? Peeking through the fence I saw Mr. J. reclined and naked. The lady also naked, had her head buried in his crotch. She was giving him a blowjob!!! It was incredible how much of his penis she got in her mouth. She would start at the tip and slowly work down to the base. When she came up you could see saliva everywhere. It hung in thick ropes from her mouth to his penis, spit was on his testicles, her face and chest. She would let his erection pop out of her mouth and stroke the shaft with her hand. "You like the way I suck your cock?" she asked him. "Yessss," he hissed as she went back to sucking. Mr. J. just lay there with a look of pure ecstasy on his face. He was totally at her mercy, she was in control. He would have done anything she wanted right then. I wanted to learn this...power. I wanted to put my mouth on... suck on a... cock! The lady started to move her head faster and faster. Mr. J. arched his back and with a loud yell began his orgasm. She tried to catch his sperm with her mouth, but there was to much. It went all over. As if in a trance she learned forward and started to lick his balls. She moved up his twitching shaft cleaning the sperm off with her mouth. After she had cleaned him, she wiped the sperm from her face and chest with her fingers, then she licked them clean. "I love it when you feed me lunch," she purred. "Meat and protein." What I had seen was unbelievable. My need to suck a cock was overwhelming. After three days of watching my neighbor I knew what I wanted to do. But who? My neighbor? Should I call my ex boyfriend or one of the boys from school? How did I get started? These questions along with visions of cocks shooting their sperm filled my head as I rubbed my vagina to orgasm after orgasm. Little did I know that a cock would come knocking at my door. About an hour later the door bell rang. It was a delivery for my dad, some kind of samples for his job. I knew the delivery boy. Before he had graduated last year, we had been in the marching band together. He had gotten really cute since I had last seen him. We talked for quite awhile about the band and who was doing what now. He seemed in no hurry to leave, maybe he thought I was cute too. I knew what I wanted to do. I worked the conversation around to what I had seen that morning, making sure to use the words like cock and suck in my story. He was visibly getting turned on at my adventure. "Wow," He exclaimed, "Wish I could have seen that!" "Why watch what you can do?" I asked him with a sassy little smirk. "W-w-what do you mean?" He stammered. Using my best little school girl voice I replied that if he wanted I could suck his cock. Without waiting for a reply I just knelt in front of him and started to undo his pants. He may not have been as big as Mr. J. but what he had was nothing to be ashamed of. He smelled of soap and very faintly of sweat. The second my mouth made contact with the underside of his shaft I was in heaven. I slowly licked up and down his cock and worked his head into my mouth. Just like the lady, I took it in as deep as I could go. Something was going right because he got harder and started to move his hips. I let his cock slide out of my mouth and started to jerk him with my hand. Using my saliva I went up and down his shaft. I even licked his balls. "You like my mouth on your cock?" I asked. All he could do was grunt. I knew I had won, he would have done anything he was asked. At that moment his meat was mine. Pushing his limits I asked him, "You gonna give me your sperm, you gonna cum in my mouth?" He was speechless. Working his shaft I discovered a spot just under the head that really made him swell when licked. Moving in for the kill I worked that spot faster and faster. He got really hard and big. His cock jumped as it shot in my mouth. His sperm was warm and salty tasting. I tried to swallow as much as possible, the rest just ran down my face. As he left I told him to feel free to make a "delivery" anytime. He came back the very next day. I sucked him off a whole lot that summer. I was so proud of myself. That was the most daring thing ever. Problem was, I needed more. It was my neighbors turn. Mr. J. has always told me to use his pool anytime. Hopefully the same went for that big thing between his legs. Going upstairs, I showered and changed into my little blue bikini. Mom had told me never to wear it in public. It was very small. It seems I had developed hips since last summer. The bottom only served to emphasize my hour glass figure. And the top, it barely held my 36c's. Mr. J. must have been napping when I knocked on his door, he seemed kind of groggy. He woke up instantly when he saw my bathing suit. As innocent as possible I asked if I could lay out at his pool. Agreeing he led me to the back yard. He told me he had some work to do and went back inside. Disappointed, I spread out my towel and lay down in a chair. How was I going to get him in my mouth? About thirty minutes later he came out, shirtless, and sat down beside me. I thought I was going to die. He was so perfect. We chatted about school and what I was going to do with my summer vacation. He asked me if I had been watching him through the fence. Determined not to let him get the upper hand, I said, "yes." "What have you seen?" he asked. "You naked, your big cock, a lady sucking you off and your sperm shooting everywhere." I was getting bolder by the minute. "The only reason I came over today was to see you...naked and suck your cock." Without a word Mr. J. stood up and dropped his shorts. There it was in all its glory, thick and powerful. I reached out and touched his dick. It was warm and throbbing. I curled my hand around his pole and pulled him close. He was inches from my face. I ran my hands up and down his length, exploring. "Your parents would kill me if they knew about this," he sighed. "Well you just better make sure they don't find out." I whispered as I started to work my mouth down his shaft. He tasted good, salty and warm. I worked his big head into my little mouth. I could not get deep like the lady, but I could tell he liked it by the way he moved his hips. "Where did you learn to do that?" He asked. "I watched you and that lady earlier. Then practiced on a friend. Your the second cock I've sucked today." I replied in my best little school girl voice. "You are a bad girl." Mr. J. scolded me. "Yes I am, just a bad little girl who likes to suck cock." He slid back into my mouth. Just like my friend earlier he loved to have the flat spot under his head worked. He got harder. I let his dick pop out of my mouth. Using my hand I stroked up and down his length. "What if I stopped?" I asked. "What if I don't let you cum?" "No!" he wailed. "Please Don't stop!" I knew that I had won. The power was mine! He would do anything! Taking him back into my mouth I went faster and faster, putting pressure on that flat spot. I was so turned on. I sucked him my hand down the front of my suit and rubbed my pussy. His cock started to jerk, on his third spasm my little mouth was full of his thick cum. I tried to swallow, but he jumped so hard I could not keep him in my mouth. His sperm went everywhere. "How was that?" I asked Mr. J as I licked him clean. Before I left I knelt in his kitchen and asked him to jack off on my face. The trash I talked while he stroked his dick was nasty. I called him a pervert. Told him what a bad man he was letting a teenager suck his cock. I begged him for his cum, told him I would swallow every drop. He loved the dirty talk. As he came I stuck out my tongue and tried to catch every drop. I spent a lot of time at Mr. J.'s that summer. Hardly a day went by that I did not suck him off. The only problem was I had a little addiction going. One dick would never be enough. 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