How I fucked my 40 year old neighbour hot sex erotica stories – Y2Stories

Part 1 — I was a 14 year old who fell head over heels for my neighbour who was a greek 40 year old sexy beast

The first time I have ever had sex was when I was 14 years old. And it was with my neighbours husband. It was in 2007 around May, and I had just arrived home with my dad from going to Athletic practice. We was greeted by our new neighbours George his, wife Kate.
The couple looked to be in their late 40s, Kate was blonde blue eyes a bit big on weight size and George was tall Greek Goddess a big build/ dad body. He was very handsome. I couldn’t stop looking at him the whole time my dad was talking with them. I made eye contact with him a few times but he seemed like he was just eyeing me from the corner of his eye.
My name is jenny and growing up I had more of a developed body. I just came back from practice and I had my running shorts on which fitted tightly on my bottom. And a lond sleeved, tight jumper. I was very sexual at this age I would hump almost anything, my teddies, my pillow. I watched a lot of romance movies and understood the power of a woman and how to flirt. Seeing George really turned me on. Either him or the running I just did in the track.
My parents worked long hours and I am the only child so I was left home alone. There was a gap between our houses. They were two floored houses and in the gap there where rooms on either side facing eachother. One of those room happened to be my bed room and the other their work office. George worked as a graphic designer, so he spent a lot of time in his office, but had his blind closed most times. I was really craving his attention.
After a month my parents decided to invite them both for dinner and get to know them more. I thought this would be my chance to let him know I want him. I showered and wore a pretty red dress that stopped by my thighs. I didn’t bother wearing a bra as I wanted less on me, and my breasts to show more. I wore white socks that came a little higher than my ankle and some black shoes. I put on some of my mum’s perfume and I read in a magazine to have some Rosie cheeks too look more flushed. I did just that. I wanted to look innocent, vulnerable and cute.
My father welcomed George and Kate, my father and George went into the living room and Mum and Kate went i to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I walk down the steps and I cheerfully greeted George and Kate with a handshake. George complimented my dress and look and went back to talking to my dad. I thought this should be the moment I tease him a little. I was very naughty at that age, all teens are, we just wanted attention and having experience with teasing and flirt with boys in my class I was very confident I could do it with a grown up. I sat next to my dad and purposely pulled my dress higher so he can get a look up my skirt and hopefully will notice the colour of my underwear. My skin was smoother soft, I caught him looking a few time and saw him try and lower his head and get a better view. I was pretending to read a book. I sat like that for a while being very careful so I don’t get caught by my father. I would get up at times and help set up the table and purposely bring up my dress so it gets shorter when I turn or bend over a bit. I notice George looking at me from the corner of his eye. It must have been tourcher trying to keep a conversation with my father.
I went back to join my father and George and listen in to their conversation. My father was concerned about the new break in robberies that were happening in the local area and was keeping George up to date and then he mentioned his concern about me being home alone after school.
We got a moment alone my father was on a business call and things got a little awkward between me and geroge. Althought I tried to stay confident I didn’t want him to think I was shy. I noticed he kept touching his cock. So I took my opportunity to go sit next to him, his hand was laying on the sofa and I sat half way on top of his hand. He gives me the look as in I know what your trying to do. But I just kept my innocence and told him more about myself.
“Did you know I’m on the athletics and gymnastics team” I told him with a smile. He looks at my body to examine me.
“Oh that nice, yeah I can tell you do look like an athlete, do you have a lot of medals and trophies?”
“Yes I have a lot,If you want to come to my room and view my medals and see how much I have” I wanted him alone. I felt my pussy get wet, I had this instance scenes of me on top of him.
You see I have never had sex, I didn’t know until recent that a mans penis had to go inside a vagina to have sex I always thought they had to rub together. It’s actually funny when I was younger I thought I lost my virginity to my teddy, I was never explained this when I was young. Most of the knowledge I got was from movies and watching animals hump stuff and I did the same.
“Well why don’t you take him up and show him how proud we are of our daughter whilst I finish this phone call” my father said. I get up excitedly and grab Georges hand and start pulling at him to come up to my room.
I glance over at my mum and Kate and they was too deep into conversation to be honest I didn’t even care it Kate wanted to come up. I lead first up the stairs, with George right behind me. I think he purposely paused a while so I can climb a bit more up the stairs and he can look up my dress. Which I ofcourse allowed. Which definitely caused my dress to rise up.
“Come one come faster! I really want you to see what I have in my room” I started to jump up and down with excitement knowing my breasts alone with my dress will jump and rise. At the end of the corridor was my room. We go inside and I shut the door behind.
“I’m very impressed Jenny, these are a lot of medals” he says examining my wall of accomplishment. “but how do I know you are really that good, for example can you show me if your handstands are perfect”
I push him onto my bed I tell him to sit on my bed whilst I show him what I can do.
“Look George I can do a perfect kart wheel,” I knew that if I kart wheeled it would show my white lace underwear I did it once for him.
George smirks and little and stands up and says ” Unfortunately Jenny you need to do that one more time you did it too fast can you please do it just little slower” I do as he says and just as I kick my feet up, I feel Georges big hands hold onto my ankles. My dress falls down to my face and my underwear is out for him to see. I’m still on my hands at this point not sure what George is planning on doing. He starts slowly separating my legs. I feel him lift me by my ankles off the floor and I feel the warm breathing alongside the inside on my thighs. He does nothing just stares at it like it’s a something he wanted but couldn’t touch.
He puts me down. I turn around and noticed he is staring at me with a rage look. I didn’t know what to do I just froze. I was imagining this moment but didn’t really think I’d know what to do. He steps closer to me and grabs my hand with one of his hands and the other strokes my face. He saw me blushing. My cheeks were so red. My heart was beating fast I was excited and scared at the same time.
He then leads forward giving me a soft kiss… And I kissed him back. I didn’t know what to do I just went along with it. He picks me up and holds me like you would hold someone you just married and throws me onto my bed. I felt so small and light I didn’t know I was this easy to throw around. He then bends over and beggings to kiss and suck of my neck. And omg it felt amazing. I felt my pussy screaming. Whilst he was kissing my neck he pulls my dress up with one hand and works his way up to my breast and with the other he slowly inserts his other hand in my underwear running his miggle finger along my soft slit. I was so wet at the point. I frooze. I don’t know what to do and didn’t expect it to go this far. He starts locating my clit and beggins to masterbate my pussy. The neck kisses and a strangers hand on my breast and pussy was sending me to a different universe. It was the first time I was ever handled like this. I have only ever french kissed a boy and let him touch my breast. This was something new and I loved it.
I start feeling my orgasm developing slowly. I know it’s an orgasm I have had one a few times but being inexperienced they take a while for me to achieve. My back starts arching and all of a sudden he stops kissing my neck, removed his hand out from my breast and covers my mouth. He is still rubbing my clit at an even faster pace now. I couldn’t hold it any longer and I just orgasm on his hand. My screams are muffled through his big hands. My body starts shaking and my eyes roll at the back of my head and by the time I come back to earth I have noticed he is already downstairs continuing his conversation with my dad like nothing happened.
I get up slowly with my legs shaking and heart beating fast. I look at myself in the mirror and freshen myself up before I went downstairs. Dinner was being served. On my way down the steps I kept thinking how could George overpower me like that. And how did I allow him to do that to me so easily. I was so use to me having control of the boys. I never thought a man was able to do that. I guess that’s why girls like older men they are more experienced.
I go downstairs and I see George talking to my mum and is behaving like nothing had happened. I saw him sniff his right hand at times, the same hand he used to hand fuck my pussy. The whole night went like that without him once making eye contact with me. Towards the end of the night before they want to leave the topic with the Burglar breaking topics come up again. My parents share their concerns about me coming home after school and staying on my own.
“Well we would love to have Jenny over. George is in every day and I’m sure she won’t bother you” Kate says whilst looking at George for approval.
“No of course she can come anytime. We don’t have any kids of our own, so we will treat her like the child we never had” he turns and looks at me whilst he says this. For the first time after what happend earlier he looked at me. And something about what he said made me smile. Because we both knew he didn’t mean it in a sweet and innocent way.