No Saints Here | 18+

CH 7 Water Under the Bridge

 "I mean I would hate for you to drive all the way out here, just for me to already be asleep." I said, grasping myself firmly as I started to stroke. Keeping my gaze solely on the mystery girl's supple ass.

"You're really that tired?" She asked, skeptically.

"I woke up at five today and worked out before going to the school." I said, trying to hide my heavy breaths as I continued to stroke myself, feeling the heat and pressure build.

"Fine." She, huffed out. "I'll come by Saturday then." She responded, swiftly. 

The mystery girl then started the lean back off the railing, sliding a leg through one of the opening slots of the banister. Slowly caressing her leg against it, as she continued to read. 

"Sounds great. I'll see you babe." I rushed out, trying to end this conversation, as I started to apply more pressure and stroke even faster. 

"Okay, well... good-"

"Goodnight Em." I said, cutting her off, as I slammed my phone down on the desk near me, as I focused even harder on her... 

The neighbor girl then lifted one of her hands, and started to run it through her hair, showing off her slender neck. Making me start to climax, as I imagined that, those were the same hands on me now. Thinking if she would be able to take all of me in her mouth. Wondering if that 18 year old pussy had ever been touched before. Or if she only got all her sexual experience from the books she read, and if she actually liked to act them out in real life...

As I came closer and closer to coming, she then pulled her leg out of the banister, and propped it up on top of the wood. Bringing her other leg up so she was now sitting cross legged on top of the banister. Her ass checks pressed firmly against the white wood of the porch, having that swift action of her's send me over the edge...

I came over my towel, and legs, as I watched her carefully press herself off the banister, and stand up straight. Stretching with the book in hand, as her sweater rode up the sides of her, showing the curves in her torso.

 A deep part of me wondered if she knew what she was doing to me. Or if she knew I could see her, or worse... If she could see me, now.

After she stretched, I watched her close her book and prance back into her house. Making her disappear from my sight. Leaving me with more questions about just who she is...

"Fuck." I muttered, as I continued to wipe myself off.

That was the hardest I've come in a while... and I don't even know what she truly looks like. I only know the curves of her body, and the books she likes read. Which was apparently enough to turn me on.

I wanted to know, what she looked like. What type of eyes I could truly imagine looking up at me next time in my dreams. What type of face i could imagine whispering against. What type of lips would be lustfully interlocked with mine...

Tomorrow can't come soon enough...

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Alex's POV:

I dragged my ass to school, trying to not think of two things...

1- My incredibly perverted mind on loop about my neighbor.  While wondering subconsciously if he sees me reading and...