Teasing Mom's New Boyfriend
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Chapter 2: My Old Neighbor has a Cookout
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: My Old Neighbor has a Cookout - Ashley, like every eighteen-year-old girl, has come to hate her mom, and believes she is ruining her life. So she comes up with a plan to ruin mom's life by teasing her new boyfriend and breaking up the relationship. While things don't go as Ashley planned, the result is an afternoon of dirty sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Rough Oral Sex Petting Small Breasts
So after I fucked mom’s new boyfriend Ron, I was kind of on some sort of natural high, ya’ know? So once Ron got dressed and left, I just pulled my panties back on and decided to get high.
And I know what you’re thinking: I hope you don’t mean you pulled on those dorky tween panties with the Hello Kitty on the front. Well, actually, I did, but only cuz I was tired and sweaty and didn’t really feel like getting a new pair of panties dirty by puttin’ them on over my pussy, that was still sticky and leaking from the big load of cum that Ron shot up in me. I figured, since I was just gonna lounge around my bedroom and get high, might as well just slide on the dirty panties over my dirty pussy, ya know? Anyway, that’s what I was thinkin’ at the time.
Then I laid back on my bed, lit up a joint, and sucked in a big hit. Fuck ... that was so nice. And my pussy was still tingly from Ron fuckin me, and I was feelin’ really mellow. But after a few minutes, I started getting’ the munchies and realized I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, it was 4 in the afternoon, and I needed to get some food. Damn that weed was making me hungry—and I knew we didn’t have anything to eat in the house.
Then I remembered mom had told me that she had asked our neighbor Lou to look out for me, and that if I needed anything, I could ask Lou. Lou was about sixty, and a former Army sergeant or something, and even though he was old enough to be my grandpa, he was kinda hunky, with big arms and six-pack abs. Even some of my friends flirted with Lou when he came over to supervise pool parties, I guess cuz he was kinda cool, for such an old guy.
So I looked out my window, and I could see Lou was in his back yard, and it looked like he was firing up his grill. So I slid my little cut-offs over my panties, and slid my tank top back on, even thought the top was kinda big, and it was stickin’ to me cuz I was still kinda sweaty from the sex with Ron. Who cares, I thought, I’m just goin’ next door- I ain’t really goin’ out or anything. I did strap on my platform sandals though, cuz Lou was about six feet tall, and when I put the sandals on, it made me a lot taller, like 5’9”. And to be honest, I liked flirting with Lou, and ya know. I was feelin’ frisky and with the buzz I had, I was just feelin’ like I wanted to tease him a little, ya know?
So I walked out our back door, and walked over to the fence, and yelled out at Lou.
“Hey, Lou! It’s me, Ashley!” I shouted out. “What’s goin on?”
Lou looked up from his grill, and held up the long neck beer he was drinking.
“Hey there, Ashley. You ma told me you were gonna be on your own this weekend,” Lou said with a grin. “Why don’tcha come over and join me for a cookout. I’ve got some dogs and burgers on, and some potato salad.”
“Sounds sweet, Lou,” I said, “I’m starvin’!”
So I opened the fence, and walked through and over to Lou’s patio. I was a little embarrassed when I saw Lou watching me walk over, and I couldn’t help noticing how he seemed to lick his lips as he looked me over. I guess I was dressed kind of sexy. My little shorts were tiny, my top was loose and stickin’ to me, and my five-inch platform sandals made me look like a teenage hooker.
When I got to the patio, Lou stepped up to give me a hug, and it was then that I realized I probably still smelled like sex, with them dirty panties on, and my sweaty tank top. And with the heels, when Lou hugged me, his eyes could look right down my top at my sweaty tits. And he did, and he also put his arm around me, and kind of grabbed my ass over my little shorts. And even though it was kind of inappropriate, I kind of liked how he grabbed me, and so I leaned in and gave him a hug back, and pressed my tits against his chest, and gave a little moan. And when I hugged him, I was pretty sure I could feel a lump in his shorts, where his package would be.
Then Lou held me out a bit, and looked from my tits up into my eyes. It was exciting having him look at my tits—it made me shiver a little!
“You are getting’ to be a sexy little teenager, Ashley,” Lou said smiling at me. “You could get an old man all excited, if you ain’t careful.”
“Aww, you ain’t so old, Lou,” I smiled back, and leaned in so he could keep looking down my tank top, “My friends Cali and Liz think you’re kinda hot, ya know?”
“Well, I don’t know about them,” Lou said, pulling me in close again, “but I think you are about the hottest thing I’ve seen in this whole neighborhood. How old are you now, Ashley?”
He whispered that last part in my ear, and he let his beard brush against my ear, which sent shivers up my spine. And then he was sliding his hand up my side, and under my tank top as he spoke. I got shivers from his beard, and my skin was tingling where his hand was touching me. I knew it was wrong, but I really wanted him to keep going and feel my tits. But his hand stopped, just as he got to my rib cage.
I whispered back, in what I hoped was a sexy whisper, “I’m eighteen now, Lou. I’m all fuckin’ legal!”
I don’t know if it was the dope or the fact that I was still frisky from fuckin’ or what, but I did something that I can’t really explain. I softly grabbed his hand and pushed it right up along my side, and pushed it over my firm tit. He seemed surprised at first, and then he smiled at me, and then he grabbed my tit nice and hard, and pulled me in for a kiss.
“How did you know, I wanted to kiss you, and touch this hot body of yours, Ashley?” Lou whispered gently in my ear, as I let him kiss me, and melted into his arms.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled like an idiot, “but I know I like how you touch me!”
“Well, then, I’ll just have to touch you a little more then, won’t I darlin? I’m lovin’ this hot eighteen-year-old body of yours, baby,” Lou again whispered in his rough voice, as his fingers caressed my sensitive tits, and he ran his fingers through my kind-of sweaty hair. Then, he slid his hand down over my taut tummy and slid it under the waistband of my shorts. I shivered again, as I felt his hand slide over my still hot mound, and touch me through my damp panties.
“Mmmmmm...” I sighed, as his fingers touched me down there.
Then Lou slid a finger under my panties, and slid it along my wet slit. He pulled his finger out, brought it to his nose, then licked it gently, as he looked me in the eyes.
His smile got bigger, and he said softly, “You’re all hot and wet, baby ... and you smell like sex. I wondered about your ma’s boyfriend comin’ out of your house this afternoon. Now I know ... You was fuckin’ your ma’s boyfriend, weren’t you?”
I knew I was busted, and I knew he’d be telling my ma, so I just fessed up, and gave him my little miss innocent look.
“Don’t tell my ma, Lou, please!” I whimpered, as I put my arms around him, squeezing my tits against him. “I’ll do ANYTHING for you ... Anything you want!”
“That sounds like a deal I can’t refuse, sweetpea,” Lou said, giving my firm ass a little squeeze. He picked up a hot dog from the grill that was just hot and glistening. It had only been on the grill a few minutes. He held it up in front of my face, by one end. It was one of those fat, quarter-pound all-beef hot dogs.
“Let me see how much of this hot dog you can take down your little throat, baby,” Lou said, with sly grin, as he slid the fat hot dog to my lips, and encouraged me to suck it in.