Jen was a beautiful 20 year old girl, fresh out of university and home for the summer visiting her parents. She had long brown hair and bright green eyes; she was about 5”5 in height and had a gorgeous thin body and flat stomach that she didn’t have to work hard on to keep. Jen hated sports, she ate well but again didn’t deny herself a pizza if she felt like one. She was just effortlessly sexy.
Her tits and legs were definitely her finest assets; she had amazing 34DD breasts that were currently resting in her sparkly pink bikini top. Her legs went on forever, smooth tanned and perfect right up to her peachy ass that was covered by her hot little denim shorts. She was lying on her back, resting on her lounger, her legs outstretched and her arms by her side letting the sun beat down on her body with her iPod playing and her headphones in her ears.
Jen knew she was an attractive girl, but she was also very smart — she only had a few sexual experiences under her belt and all had been with partners; she was definitely not one for one-night stands. Currently, though, she felt as though this summer was not about boys. She just wanted to relax in her hometown, see her parents and maybe catch up with some old friends, despite how horny and lonely she had started to become.
Suddenly the peace she had been enjoying stopped abruptly and her step dad was looming over her. He had pulled her speakers out of her ears.
“Hey!” she exclaimed.
“Sorry, Jen. I had been calling you from the door but I guess you couldn’t hear me. I have a feeling this may be at fault,” he said jokingly swinging her head phones over her face.
“Oh! Sorry,” Jen said giggling. “Can I help you with something?”
Pete had married Jen’s mother last year and since doing so had gotten to know Jen very well. He enjoyed it when she came home from university. He knew she was a wonderful girl with a great personality...and a great set of tits. Pete drank Jen in with his eyes for a moment before he spoke.
“No, I just wanted to let you know your mother and I have decided to go into town and get some shopping done, I will probably take her out for something to eat afterward,” he said, finally unlocking his gaze from her perfectly rounded DDs to her nipples that were visible under the thin pink fabric of her bikini.
Jen hadn’t noticed where he had been watching. She was very naive like this.
“Oh that sounds nice! Have fun, I was going to go in soon anyway. I don’t want to burn! I will probably just grab a shower and then watch a bit of TV. It's getting too hot out here, even for me!”
Pete let her words circulate in his head as he began to imagine her slipping her shorts down over her ass and pulling her bikini top up over her head, letting her gorgeous tits bounce freely as she stepped into the shower. “Fucking tease,” he thought.
“OK sweetheart, have a nice afternoon.”
He was gone.
Jen lay there for a few moments more before sitting up. It was really just too hot now. She walked into her house and up the stairs to her bedroom....
Across the street the neighbour’s son James was mowing the lawn. Jen had noticed him a few times since she had been back. He was tall and athletic looking with floppy dark hair and quite tanned. Jen could see his body for the first time this afternoon as she watched him from her bedroom window. He was mowing topless. And he looked good. Real good.
She watched him pushing the lawn mower around for a few moments. The lawn mower looked heavy; it was definitely an old one. Jen could see him sweating.
Suddenly thoughts flicked across her mind of her being in that garden with him. Maybe he would be facing her and the lawn mower just wouldn’t be there.... Instead? He’d be holding her in those big strong hands of his. And the sweat on his chest? Yeah, she’d lick that right off. She’d run her tongue down his chest slowly, dropping to her knees as she did till she was finally face to face with his belt buckle...she would raise her hands up his jeans till they met right at the clasp of his buckle. Then she would look up and flash him a smile, allowing him to stare into those deep green eyes. In that instant he would know she was about to give him the best head of his life, all in his front garden for the world to see what the beautiful girl wanted to do for him.
Suddenly her little fantasy was interrupted by shouting. His dad had come out of his house, and he clearly had been drinking.
Jen ducked behind her curtains slightly, but still didn’t tear herself away from the drama that was about to unfold in the lawn across the street.
“FUCKING IDIOT!” he was screaming. “There you are mowing the lawn like some sort of saint for your mother and you’ve gone and tracked mud all through the house!!”
Jen didn’t quite believe this; Mr. Mayer had a massive drinking problem which was known to all the neighbours. If anything, it was probably he himself who had gotten mud on the carpet — if there was even mud on it to begin with, which was also questionable. It wouldn’t be the first time Mr. Mayer had come out with ludicrous accusations because he had gotten pissed and bored and wanted to start an argument.
“You really are a fucking cunt, boy! You're no help to anyone!” With those words Mr. Mayer picked up the bin bags full of grass James had already cut and tipped it out all over the lawn.
Seemingly satisfied he sneered at James and staggered back into the house.
Poor James, Jen thought. He was clearly nothing like his father. James was sweet, sexy and kind. With that thought Jen watched as he suddenly kicked his lawn mower with such force that the plastic guard on it obliterated and shards of orange plastic showered the lawn. Well, nearly nothing like his father, she thought, though clearly they both had similar tempers.
Suddenly James looked up, straight at Jen, who was still looking directly at him. Startled, she realised he could see her and leapt away from the window.
“Fuck,” she thought as she sat on her bed gasping. How embarrassing.
Jen then heard a slam coming from the backdoor she had used to enter her own house after sunbathing. Did she not lock it?
She stared down the stairs and to her complete horror and surprise saw James marching through her house, up the stairs and into her bedroom.
“Did you enjoy that?!” he shouted at her. “THINK IT WAS FUCKING FUNNY TO WATCH MY DAD SCREAMING AT ME?!”
“N.. No.” she stammered, alarmed. “I... I’m really s..sorry!”
“What were you staring at!? Or had you been watching for a while?! Do you like it when people leer at you!! Think it was alright to stare at me like I was a piece of fucking meat did you!” shouted James, still clearly fuming.
“I.. I am r.. really s..s..sorry!” spat Jen, trying not to cry. He was really beginning to scare her now. Jen wished he would leave.
James stood there in the door of her bedroom, his fists clenched with rage as he panted, trying to catch his breath. He began to look her up and down, as though only just noticing what she looked like.
He couldn’t believe how nosy this bitch had been, he thought. He looked at her face and noticed her brilliant green eyes and full lips...he trailed his eyes down to her neck and then shoulders...he noticed her dark brown hair just brushed the curves of her breasts...his eyes looked further still directly at her tits, which he noticed were so big looked as if they were straining the fabric of her silly little bikini top. Her flat stomach was moving rhythmically up and down as she tried to control her breathing, still shaken as to what he was doing in her house.
Her little denim shorts hid what was underneath, but James could guess — and he was really starting to like what he saw.
“Your quite a nice piece of meat yourself, aren’t you?” he said, walking closer to her.
“W.. what?” Jen said, trying to get her head around what he had just said, and why he was moving closer.
“Yes.. yes you are.”
James was standing directly in front of her now and he put his hands on her arms and grabbed her firmly. He stared down at her breasts. This was going to be fun, and exactly what this fucking bitch deserved.
He shoved her directly onto her bed behind her. She flopped startled onto her mattress and looked up at him completely shaken.
He then yanked at her top so fiercely that it came off in his hands. He had snapped the strings but he really didn’t care. She lay there completely topless in front of him. Her perfect perky tits jiggling, finally free from her top. Her nipples were pink and pert.
“What are you..d..doing!” Jen managed to scream.
James ignored her and crawled on top of her, pinning her little frame down on the bed as he straddled her and putting his head in-between her tits... he began to lick those perfect nipples that stood so firmly to attention.
“I think you know.” he finally said as he came up for air.
With those words Jen did know, she knew that James was going to fuck her.
Jen pushed his chest off of her with all her might but it was a losing battle.
James grabbed her arms and flipped her body around. Now she was on her stomach, her ass hanging off the side of her bed but still safe behind her shorts. Her face buried into her mattress as James held her head in position. With his other hand he began pulling her shorts down, then her pink thong that had matched her bikini top.
She was laid there completely exposed to him now. He leaned his body into her back as Jen heard the sound of his belt buckle loosening — the same buckle she had fantasised about undoing herself only minutes before. He heard his jeans hitting the floor and his shoes being kicked off.
James was acting like a kid in a candy store.
“Oh baby,” he growled.. “I have to be honest, I really don’t know where to put my dick first. In your ass..?” With those words Jen felt the tip of his dick drag between her ass cheeks.
Jen prayed he would not put it there, she may not be a virgin but the ass would definitely be a new experience.
