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my neighborMy neighbor is a real bookworm. She is 18 years or so you would expect that they would have lots of friends, would have a boyfriend and that she often would go. But nothing of that. They would rather read a book. She is very kind and sweet and they may be best being, only she is a bit shy. At least if I contact her than she behaves always a little awkward. Maybe the reason is simply that I am a grown man and she is a girl that even through all hormones vultures. She lives with her mother in the house opposite mine. Since the divorce of her parents, they live there, and that is now almost a year ago. From the beginning, the contact with them both well. Her mother is about my age (late thirties), and I fill every now and then say the role of “the man”. I mean nothing but that I sometimes fix something, put together in a closet or something. My neighbor called Monique. I see Monique regularly because I have many books and they, like I said, is a bookworm. Whether it is for a thesis for school or just out of personal interest, they regularly call on me with the question of whether they are equally in my book room to watch. I think always fun because I am different but also alone. It is quite nice as her mother comes along. In the beginning, her mother always easy because they think I have seemed to her beautiful daughter alone in the house of a single man (me) walking about. By now we know each other so well that the fear is gone and her mother is therefore not always anymore. “May I be back in the books look?” I heard Monique say. She stood for my kitchen windows. “Sure” I said, “I will open the door just before you do.” It was a beautiful summer day, not really the time to sit inside. “Say, Monique, you study too hard? It’s such beautiful weather and it’s weekend”. That was the weather was also good to see her clothes. She was wearing shorts and she was wearing not much more than a yellow tip. Her shorts were not new, what you could see the many beautiful worn folded ridges near her crotch. The yellow tip, however, was new. Her tanned face and arms and her long black hair came out nicely. She’s not all the time in, I thought. “No, I’m not studying. I’m bored and just what I’ve been sitting in the sun too much.” The smell of coconut suntan oil-approached me. “Hm, what do you smell nice” I said, my nose just as fast on her shoulders. They giegelde shy and went quickly towards the book room. Too bad she is only with this beautiful weather. I knew from her mother that she has moved since the separation cum not really a new circle of friends had built. The separation was not her clothes sit in the cold. From her mother, I knew that the divorce had made her quieter and more uncertain. Especially for a girl in the middle of the already uncertain years of adolescence can have unpleasant consequences. “Say, Monique, I’m just in the shower so when someone rings the doorbell or so would you be open to do?” She nodded. If I then go into the shower, I often switch the radio on in the next room. I find it simply pleasant to listen to music while showering and get it right I can hear the door of the shower always open. For example, even now. Yes, it was my house? I did not me to adjust to her? Moreover, the shower on the first floor so there would they really do not come naturally. No, that danger did not exist. However, after a minute shower in the distance heard the door of the room open book and soon I heard the creaking of the stairs. The fact that in this house to see a naked man would be must in a great attraction exercised. She must have thought I could not see her, and really see through the frosted glass of the shower I could see her either, but the lighting was such that I could take a form where near the doorway. I found it all endearing and the idea that they are now trying to peep my heart I also found it exciting. I could not help now and then “accidentally” my dick against the frosted glass wall of the shower to swing, or with my butt against the wall to lean. Monique horny that I was making me a bit wound up and it made my dick grow a little in size (but it was not long stiff). Quick expressed in my back against the wall increased member and I sprayed a lot of water on the spot against the wall so they would get a better view. I have her as surely given ten minutes little show, without realizing it had of course, but eventually I had had enough. Fairly loud, I announced that I wanted to leave the shower which gave her the bahis siteleri opportunity unnoticed down the stairs to walk. Monique was now back in the book room is clean and busy when I walked down the stairs. The idea that she had given to her on hormones was so much fun that I could not leave her to look in the book room. I wanted her eyes behold.With a pot of tea in hand I knocked on the door of the book room. “Want some tea?” I said as innocently as possible. I could immediately on entry to her face that she was still in her secret thoughts d’r shower expedition. I had after showering lightly dressed, there was the weather also. A shirt I had raised, but the buttons I had not closed and further I had done a short pants. She blushed still a bit of her expedition. “Have you too long in the sun?” I asked. I put my hand on her forehead and felt the cooking. But because I touched her she was only redder. Should I tell her that I knew why she blushed? I decided to take a chance, but then how do you do that without hurting her? “Monique, I must tell you something.” She jumped a little, but I just went further: “I will not tell anyone you know, even your mother, and I also do not mind, but …. I heard you walk up the stairs.” Her head turned red once in a purple head. She wanted to disappear. “But, really, I have no problems with that, really … if you want to see naked men then I can give a few sex books … at least if you promise you not to tell your mom.” She was stunned to the ground to watch, but she heard me talking. “It is quite normal, really, I do not mind. I was in your case maybe done just that possibility has never occurred in my youth if I remember correctly.” She was still frozen to the ground to watch. I continued: “Okay, I’ve never done, but what I did when I was your age when you were sexy pictures look in the encyclopedia … you still had no Internet.” The parts of my encyclopedia I could, sitting down, off the shelf. I took the part in which images of organs could be found. “Look, for example,” and I showed her pictures of vaginas and penises see. To break the ice I said as funny as possible, “Oh, look, that looks like mine did!” That remark was her uitvluchtmogelijkheid and therefore they howled with laughter. Partly because she found it funny but it clearly also the attention of her secret expedition to distract. “Hmmmm, I wonder what the next page,” I continued. On the next page were several pictures and drawings of vaginas. “Oh” said Monique, “that seems to be mine” and she pointed to a picture of a very hairy vagina, and she lay back all laughter. “Really?” I asked. For a moment I let fall a look at her crotch. Her response was to cross her legs. “Really?” I repeated. I looked at her intently. “No, no …” and she was again purple. She flipped a page back to where the penises were. “But,” she said “this looks a lot like …”. She did not finish her sentence but it was clear to me that my dick she meant. “Are you sure?” I asked almost surprised. “I think the mije really a bit bigger than the mini … you okay gekenen Ruby?” She laughed but did no give attitude. I continued, “maybe you should just take a closer look … I mean .. you would not mine again to see?” She blinked her eyes. Had she heard correctly? The idea that she would like to see my dick again pushed my blood is already going. “What do you mean?” she asked softly. “I mean if you want to see more of me that is fine.” Her eyes betrayed that she really could not believe, but also that they are very curious. We sat on the floor. I went straight to her left. Monique with her purple head looked at the floor but I noticed that she occasionally volatile corners of her eyes looked at me and I felt that she longed to be touched. I gently laid my right arm on her back and right shoulder. She was startled for a moment but immediately afterwards she crawled to me and she hit her arms around my waist and pulled against me. She had hidden her face in my shirt. From her head, I saw only her black hair. I stroked her head and neck, leaving my hands through her hair go. I only heard her breathing and she hid even deeper into my chest. That lasted for a while, but I wanted her to be able to look and therefore put my hand under her chin and pulled it gently. She understood the hint and eased its stranglehold. She was intoxicated with emotion and her face felt very warm. It was perhaps the first time she held a man. You could see her nipples pressing against canlı bahis her top. Slowly slid my finger over the fabric of her top up over her nipples around. Even still they offered resistance until they finally jumped back. She trembled all. “If you want something then you immediately say, I want to do anything against your will.” I had to make clear. She still trembled but she understood me. Uncomfortable, she placed a hand on my right knee. I saw her look at my crotch. She was just so my offer is not forgotten. “You can touch me more” I whispered in her ear, but she doubted clear. So I grabbed her right hand and slid it from the knee to the inside of my thigh just below my crotch. By around the shorts was clearly the swelling of my hard to perceive. The pants properly harnessed. “Would you touch him?” I whispered. She nodded almost imperceptibly. I grabbed her hand and laid him on the bulge in my pants and I pressed her hand a little tightly. Feels nice. Now she began it slowly rubbing the bulge and I pushed it up some. “Can I fly open?” she said with a tremor in her voice. “Yeah, right” I said softly. She picked up the zipper on my fly and in fits and starts she opened the zipper down. Freed from such tension squeezed my underpants himself with pole and all through the fly opening round. Quickly I opened the knot of my short pants.I was now lying on my back so they would have free reign. She looked shyly smiling and I tried to reassure her with my eyes closed. She had a free hand. Both of her hands now she put on my underpants on my stiff so that so violently reacted. She had never touched a dick much less stiff and have no moving rigid. Through the movement of my dick worked my underwear this a nice end up with the result that much was overlooked. “Have you done this before?” I asked her. “No” was all she said. She had something else on her mind than long conversations. She looked through the opening of my panties to my boner. Did she not touch it then? I took off my pants and quickly led her now hand over my dick. “Grab it firmly” I said. This she did but she knew there are not many to deal with it so I grabbed her wrist and squeezed her hand so downwards. “Strong downward pull, that’s fine” I told her. She did so and pulled the foreskin of my penis and saw them for the first time in life d r a shiny head. She looked with dismay at a moment and tapped her forefinger. When completely spontaneously, she bowed down and she gave my cock a little kiss. You could hear her laughing under his breath. “Dream you do not agree on?” I asked her. I was still lying on my back. She made a gesture as if shy I could not ask her that. I continued: “I dreamed a while of girls when I was as old as you … so if I was your …”. “Okay” she said, barely audible, “I think sometimes to …. if I’m in bed, hihi.” This excited me enormously. She was about a sensitive subject with me to share. I had to know and I asked her if she played with herself whatsoever. “At least I already did that when I was 18” I helped her. “Ever” she admitted. “If you play it with your nipples?” I asked. I wanted to hear her talk about her cunt. The thought of it was I horny. “Yes, but not only that but also more so ..”. I kept asking her not look like I knew what she was talking about. “.. With my panties so.” I think she’d rather I said it. She was still more shy than I thought. “And then your vagina, I assume, right?” I said. She could hardly deny all it took her a lot of trouble to admit it. I was now sitting upright, directly left of her, and started pointing at her crotch. “May I touch your vagina once?” In a startle response, she placed her hands over her crotch and she made some protestation sounds. “Oh, sorry” I said, “that really was not the intention ..” but before I could finish my sentence she placed her hand on my mouth. She seemed suddenly a little more mature. There was silence and then she grabbed my left hand and brought it to her crotch. This was for her an important decision. I gently put my hand on her crotch. She had her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. Through her jeans back I felt the warmth of her cunt. Very gently I let my middle finger on her pants go. She began to groan. “I’ll be careful” I whispered in her ear, but I heard nothing more. She sighed irregular. Slowly I opened the buttons of her pants. Among them were smoking a white panties. Her panties were soaking wet. Gosh, she was still horny. Her pubic hair stuck to the inside of güvenilir bahis her panties and white panties because her and the hair was thin, you could just see through, and because everything stuck, you could even see the outline of her labia. Ontiegelijk horny face was and while she was but the groaning and shivering. She was already about ready to come to me. Oh, what a first time me. I moved my middle finger along the edge of her panties. Her panties were quite narrow and not covered all her pubic hair and indeed when I bit on instep, or rather glided, she began to shiver so that they first came. She had her face in my neck and tried to put her screams as much as possible in my neck to choke. Through all her squirming, I could not use my hands to her cunt. When she came in a bit I kissed her on her mouth and I lifted her completely – that is the fine of one such slender girl. With both hands I grabbed both her buttocks and then firmly pressed her against me. My stiff now I pressed hard against her panties, and soon she was ready for a second time. Helpless, she lay in my arms screams to utter. Even I had the idea that she was crying, so excited she was. “Is everything okay” I asked, slightly alarmed, “or would you prefer that we stop.” She shook her head and showed it clearly marks by using both hands to grab my stiff back. She pulled my skin back down so hard my head again proudly stuck up. I told her it was fine for me to the skin of my dick back and forth pulling upwards and then downwards to the extent possible. With my hand I got some of kutvocht of her labia and brought it to my hard-on. That makes it more comfortable gliding on my dick. She understood and she pulled my body rhythmically with abandon all over my head far downward. Almost I came. “Monique, stop, otherwise I start to spray.” Now I pushed her panties aside and I spread her legs. Her kutvocht seeped through her legs down. She looked at me impatiently, still with my dick tightly. She seemed to be saying that she was ready. “If you want I can bring it with you” I whispered in her ear. The way she told me aankroop, began to pant heavily and began kissing my neck made it clear that they really ready for it. I laid her on her back and pulled her panties and spread her legs. Her cunt glistened all kutvocht. Meanwhile, she struggled with hands and feet. “Only if you like it” I asked a while. “Good,” she gasped.When I placed my head against her labia. With a little pressure on her lips these went out together and I got access to the pink of the inside of her cunt. And then I slid my hard into her. It was a bit tight at first, but when my penis once was good and within the rest quite easily slipped inside, and her hymen broke without much trouble. I dropped my pole laangzaam in-and-slide out of her cunt. Her fluid flowed on all sides of her cunt. She was completely gone. She did look in my direction, but they seemed to look right through me. She could not focus her eyes and then she closed her eyes and her mouth wide open of pure horror, and just moaning, panting and struggling all the time and occasionally a high strength scream. I started pumping and pomen, faster and faster. The result was not: Monique began to struggle violently and uncontrollably came back groaning. Her cunt tightened on my boner. We looked at each other they understood that I would be ready. Soon, I could no more and I began to spray. We were still together when she felt my cum into her cunt flows. “Thank you” she seemed to say with her eyes. But all good things come to an end, and we finally came to a halt. We hugged each other and remained so for some time nahijgen. The sweat ran from our bodies. On her oiled body remained there throughout sweat drip caps behind. “Come,” I said, “we must once again in the shower.” I liked her because her hair is not wet then her mother that she had taken a shower with me. We zeepten each other (as if her mother could not smell it?) And after we dried each other. To my relief she felt ashamed definitely not for what had happened. She was downright cheerful, as if a burden had fallen from her shoulders. I gave her a kiss on the forehead d’r and she gave my crotch a little quickly a kiss. She laughed, and she was gone. The whole night I had to think our lovemaking. What had been the horny. Before bedtime I stared at her house. The window of her bedroom was open and I saw Monique stand behind. She waved and I waved back. How long was she there? It was clear that she was still blown away by. After a few times waving I went to bed. I do not know how long she has still staring, but I do know is that that afternoon they had put a big step into adulthood. Monique was not a little girl anymore.

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