On Tuesday, Tori enlisted my assistance in hanging pictures in the living room, study, and master bedroom. She donned grey nylon athletic shorts and a black crop top that was so short, I could see her under-boob.

Throughout the process, she playfully teased me, brushing against me, speaking suggestively, and grabbing my backside. As I hung the pictures, she would occasionally touch my groin. Tori sent me home with an intense arousal and reminded me not to engage in any self-pleasure. I hurried home and took a cold shower.

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The following day, Wednesday, under her guidance, I rearranged the furniture in both the living room and the finished basement. On this occasion, she wore a pair of cut-off jeans that were so short, the fabric in the back vanished between her buttocks. I could see her camel-toe, and it would be an understatement to say it was challenging to concentrate on our task.

This time, her top was a white crop top that barely covered her nipples and nothing more. It was fastened in front by a large brass ring. In addition to her teasing, she introduced another element as I worked.

While we were in the basement, she remarked, “Toby, you didn’t comment on my outfit yesterday. Did you not enjoy seeing my under-boobs and my firm nipples protruding?” she said this in her usual tone.

I paused in my movement of the chair and stood still for a brief moment. “Certainly. Tori, you appeared both sexy and beautiful,” I replied in a calm tone.

“Thank you, Toby, you are so kind. How do I look now?” She inquired in a steady voice.

Tori approached and positioned herself beside me. She leaned in to whisper in my ear, “I noticed your response; the anaconda couldn't help but twitch,” she said in a sultry tone while her hand caressed the now rigid bulge in my shorts.

I felt a wave of arousal wash over me, but then, unexpectedly, she stepped back and gazed at my crotch for a brief moment. Without uttering a word, Tori gestured to indicate where she desired the chair to be placed.

As I relocated the chair to her preferred spot, Tori asked in a seductive tone, “Have you engaged in any self-pleasure since Monday?”

“No, Tori,” I replied, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and added, “tomorrow is a teacher's institute day, so there will be no school.”

“That's good to hear; I have something special arranged for tomorrow. Please arrive by noon.”

Rearranging the remaining furniture proved to be quite a task, as Tori seized every chance to tease me. She flashed her breasts, slipped her hand inside her shorts, and after withdrawing her hand, she sensuously licked and sucked the juices from her fingers. She even approached me and rubbed her fingers across my lips.

Tori quickly distanced herself and declared, “Keep your distance; no touching today.”

“Are you really going to send me home with this erection?” I asked, my voice tinged with anxiety.

“What is troubling you, Toby?”

“I cannot allow my parents to see me in this state.”

“Do not fret; I am certain they are preoccupied with something and will not even notice. Now, let us complete this task.”

Fifteen minutes later, after moving the final piece of furniture, Tori accompanied me to the door and said in a soft, alluring tone, “Wishing you sweet dreams, Toby.”

As I walked home, I attempted to think of something to alleviate my arousal. However, the only thoughts that surfaced were of Tori and me engaging in intimacy.

I trembled, trying to dispel that thought, but it was futile.

Upon entering, I noticed my parents watching a film in the living room and announced, “I am home,” as I passed by.

“Hello, Toby, Do you have any homework?” My mother inquired loudly.

“No,” I replied, raising my voice as I made my way to my room.

I took a cold shower, got dressed, and joined my parents. They were about to watch The Maltese Falcon. On the coffee table, my mother had arranged a plate of sandwiches, a bag of chips, and six cans of Diet Pepsi.

Before my father started the movie, he asked, “How was work?” in his usual tone.

“It was fine; I had to move some furniture,” I responded casually as I settled onto the couch.

After the movie concluded, I returned to my room in an attempt to sleep. I found myself tossing and turning, with thoughts of Tori flooding my mind. Eventually, I must have drifted off, as the next thing I knew, the alarm clock was ringing.

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It is Thursday morning; my father has already departed for work, and my mother is in the kitchen preparing breakfast for us. She has made eggs, bacon, and toast, along with a glass of milk and orange juice for me.

“Toby, what time are you planning to go to Tori's?” Mom inquired curiously

“Noon, Mom, and don't worry, I will mow our lawn after breakfast.”

“What tasks will she assign you?”

“I suspect I will be cleaning the pool and pulling weeds from the flower and plant beds. It is going to be a hot day.”

“Ensure that you stay hydrated.”

“Okay, Mom. After I finish mowing the lawn, I will head over next door.”

We do not possess a riding mower; instead, we have a John Deere self-propelled lawn mower. Initially, I edged along the driveway, sidewalk, and the walkway leading to the porch. Subsequently, I mowed the lawn. It took nearly forty minutes, and after storing the mower and edger in the garage, it was time to go next door.

I rang the doorbell, and Tori answered, causing me to freeze. She might as well have been wearing nothing at all.

“Hello, Toby, please come in,” she said in a seductive tone.

I stepped inside, closed and locked the door, and stood there, openly staring, unable to articulate a word.

“By the way you are looking at me, it is clear you approve. This is a royal blue micro bikini with a tube bra that barely conceals my nipples, and you can see nothing else. The bottoms are a G-string with side ties and it barely covers my intimate area,” Tori remarked in a sultry voice as she turned around.

I noticed that the top was tied behind her slender neck, and a thin strip of material ran across her toned back. What truly stirred my 'anaconda' was the way the bottoms were nestled between her firm, heart-shaped buttocks.

Tori turned to face me, looked directly at my crotch, and said, “You need not say a word; I can see your response. The anaconda has awakened and cannot stop twitching,” she said in a sultry tone.

I finally regained my voice and said, “You look incredible, Tori.”

“Thank you, Toby. Now, today, I require the pool to be cleaned, the chemicals checked, and the water tested. Additionally, the weeds in the flower and plant beds need to be addressed.”

“Alright, I will begin with the weeding,” I replied matter-of-factly.

We made our way to the kitchen, where she retrieved two bottles of water from the refrigerator, handing one to me. I opened the French door and followed Tori out onto the patio. I proceeded towards the shed while she settled onto a chaise lounge by the pool.

I collected the weeder and a pair of gloves. Adjacent to the shed was the yard waste container, which I took to the front and began the task of pulling weeds. After fifteen minutes, I completed the work in the front yard and moved to the backyard. I spotted Tori on the lounge, engrossed in a book.

As I resumed pulling weeds, I occasionally glanced at Tori. She remained focused on her reading but turned to me, caressing her breast with one hand while offering a mischievous smile.

That wasn’t sufficient; I think I’ll play with myself and moan the next time he glances over here.

Twenty minutes later, I placed the yard waste container next to the shed and cleaned the weeder before hanging it on the wall. After setting the gloves on the workbench, I gathered the necessary supplies for the pool.

Initially, I inspected the robotic pool cleaner, emptied the debris bag, and cleaned the filter. Subsequently, I placed it in the water and picked up the skimmer. I found myself unable to resist glancing at Tori repeatedly.

While I walked around the pool, skimming the surface and removing debris, I paused at the far end to look at Tori once more. She caught my gaze, set her book aside, and I observed her hands glide down her slender body and between her legs. She flashed that wicked smile, licked her lips, and began to pleasure herself.

This should prepare him for what I have planned. My, I can see the anaconda twitching inside his shorts.

Goodness, she’s going to make me reach climax; I need to finish this quickly or I’ll suffer from a severe case of blue balls.

I quickened my pace and swiftly completed the skimming. Once done, I proceeded to check the chemical levels.

Mmm, that certainly caught his attention; look at him go. I should stop; I don’t want to reach orgasm just yet.

First, I tested the water for chlorine, alkalinity, and pH levels. Then, I assessed the chemical levels and made the necessary adjustments. Having completed my task, I observed that Tori had vanished into the house.

After returning the cleaning supplies and chemicals to the shed, I secured the door by closing and locking it. I then set out to find Tori to inform her of my completion and my intention to head home.

Upon entering through the French doors, I found the kitchen empty. As I approached the living room, I called out, “Tori, I’m finished.” There was no response, and upon reaching the living room, I discovered the bikini bottoms lying in the middle of the staircase.

I ascended the stairs, retrieved the bottoms, and brought them to my nose. Inhaling deeply, I detected her sweet fragrance and observed that they were damp. Taking a moment, I licked the moisture, savoring her taste. Mmm, delightful.

Continuing my ascent, I held the bottoms in my hand. Upon reaching the top of the stairs, I noticed the bikini top on the floor in front of the master bedroom.

As I approached, I saw that the door was ajar, and I could hear the sound of the shower running. I picked up the bikini top and quietly entered the bedroom, making my way to the master bathroom.

Tori appeared stunning, with water cascading over her slender body from the showerhead above. I stood there, captivated, as droplets of water glided down her alluring curves.

My arousal heightened as she turned to face me, saying, “Get in here, young man; we won’t do anything until you’re squeaky clean.”

I tossed the bikini onto the counter, and quicker than one could utter an expletive, I removed my clothing. I stepped into the walk-in shower, and as I attempted to draw closer to her, she instructed me…

“Hold on, lover; you’re not clean yet. Now stand still while I wash you,” she said in her sultry voice.

She gently guided me under the shower head, and the cool water felt invigorating after working in the heat. Tori donned a loofah glove on one hand while holding a bottle of shower gel in the other.

Tori applied the gel to my back and buttocks. With the glove, she carefully scrubbed my neck, shoulders, and backside. While she was cleaning my rear, she spoke softly, saying, “Oh, Toby, would you like me to envelop that large cockhead with my warm lips and trace my tongue around it?” she asked in a sultry tone.

She continued to scrub down my back and began working on my buttocks.

“Yes, Tori, I would greatly appreciate that,” I moaned as I felt the glove slide into the crevice between my buttocks.

“What if I were to suck and lick those large, hairless balls? Would you enjoy that as well?”

“God, yes, Tori. I would absolutely love that,” I replied, my voice tinged with desperation.

She crouched down, applied gel to the back of my legs, and cleaned them thoroughly. Tori then had me turn around as she stood up. She whispered in my ear, ‘Would you like to penetrate my tight, little pussy and fill me with your warm cum?” while she squirted gel on my chest and abdomen. Her seductive voice heightened my arousal.

“I have fantasized about making love to you since the very first time I laid eyes on you. Your beauty surpasses all others,” I said, my voice filled with desire.

“That is the kindest compliment I have received in quite some time. Thank you, and Toby, your dream is about to become a reality,” Tori replied in a voice filled with lust as she knelt down.

The loofah glove gently caressed my thigh, moving down to my foot. She then shifted to my other foot and worked the glove up my other thigh.

She gazed up at me as she removed the glove and applied gel to the tip of my cock, allowing it to flow down the rigid shaft to my aching balls. With one hand, she cleaned the large head and shaft, while the other hand was occupied washing my cum-filled balls.

After Tori rinsed away the soap, she said, “I’m going to take this anaconda into my mouth and swallow your cum. I don’t want you to climax too quickly during the main event, lover.”

She took the entire length into her mouth and throat. I felt her nose pressing against me. Her delicate hand fondled and squeezed my balls. I placed my hands on her head and began to thrust into her.

To me, the sensation was exhilarating. As she took my member into her mouth, rolling my testicles in her hand as if they were dice and applying pressure, I found myself unable to last more than a minute.

“Umm, umm, arrgghh!” I groaned as I filled her mouth to the brim.

Tori withdrew, and my member emitted a popping sound as she released it from her mouth.

She gathered the semen from her chin and chest, then opened her mouth to reveal it filled with thick seminal fluid. With an exaggerated gulp, she swallowed, causing my member to twitch.

As she cleaned her fingers, she made smacking sounds and remarked, “deeelicious.”

Once Tori was done, she stood and gently guided me under the shower head to rinse us off. She reached for the shampoo and instructed me to sit on the marble bench with my legs apart. Standing before me, she dispensed shampoo into her hand and began to wash my hair.

“Tori, the shower gel and now this——I can't quite identify the scent. What is it?” I inquired in a normal tone.

“They are both vanilla scented; do you like it?” She replied in her usual manner.

“Very much.”

Tori rinsed the shampoo from my hair, turned off the water, and we stepped out of the shower. She handed me a towel, and I dried her off, paying special attention to her nipples and intimate areas. After I finished, she reciprocated by drying me off, lingering at my nipples to ensure my member was prepared for what was to follow.

Taking my hand, she led me to the foot of the bed. We embraced, allowing our hands to explore each other's bodies as we kissed. For me, time ceased to exist. Our kisses grew more fervent, our tongues entwined in an erotic dance.

With one hand, I caressed her breasts and teased her nipples with my fingers. The fingers of my other hand gently glided along her swollen labia and her slit. She kissed and sucked on my nipples while her hands tenderly fondled my testicles and revived my member.

Our body heat radiated outward, warming the air surrounding us. Our breathing became increasingly labored. At that moment, Tori stepped back, turned towards the bed, and crawled up. She resembled a lioness, her long golden mane cascading down to the gentle curve of her mid-back.

Remaining on all fours, she raised a hand and beckoned me with a crooked finger as she began to recline. Her head was supported by a pillow, positioned high enough for her to see without straining her neck.

I crawled onto the bed as she parted her legs. Moving closer, she pointed down at her pussy and commanded, “Eat.”

Lying on my stomach, I hooked my arms under her toned legs. Looking up, I found her emerald green eyes fixed on me. I extended my tongue and flattened it, and she smiled as if she anticipated what was to come.

When my tongue made contact with the bottom of her slit, she emitted a soft murmur. I lapped at her slit like a thirsty animal, starting slow and gentle, then gradually applying more pressure after five passes up and down, swirling my tongue around and over her clit.

She was no longer watching; Tori had thrown her head back, her eyes closed. Each of her hands clutched a fistful of my hair. I sucked and licked her labia as she writhed in pleasure.

I swirled my tongue inside her pussy, locating the G-spot, rubbing and gently flicking a finger around her clit.

Tori’s writhing transformed into an arching upheaval of her body, her thighs gripping my head in a vice-like hold. Those magnificent breasts pushed upward, their meaty nipples seemingly begging for attention.

She cried out, “Make me come, don’t stop!”

Upon hearing that, I thrust two fingers into her pussy while swirling my tongue around her clit. It wasn’t long before…

“O-ooh, here it comes!” She grunted and screamed out.

Tori’s body jerked, her back arching multiple times as wave after wave of orgasmic release coursed through her. With one final upheaval, she collapsed onto the bed, her legs releasing their grip on my head. I remained there, my tongue pressed against her throbbing clit.

I observed her labored breathing, her breasts rising and falling with each inhalation and exhalation. I stayed there until she returned from her euphoric peak. Once she had regained her composure, I moved beside her, and we embraced in silence.

We remained in that position for quite some time. Eventually, Tori broke the silence, saying, “Toby, that was the most pleasurable and intense experience of oral sex I’ve ever had. It was exactly what I needed. Are you ready? Because I am more than ready to feel that anaconda inside me.” She spoke in her usual tone.

“Yes, Tori. I am more than ready. However, I must ask…”

She interrupted me, saying, “Yes, I’m on the pill.”

Tori arranged two pillows and instructed me to recline with my head and shoulders resting on them. She positioned herself on her knees beside me and leaned down. Her warm breath enveloped my cock and balls, awakening the anaconda.

“I’m not sure if there’s anything left after that incredible blow job, Tori,” I remarked, sounding slightly apprehensive.

“Relax, Toby, it will be fine, trust me,” she reassured me.

Tori inserted two fingers into her pussy, then coated the shaft and head of my cock with her juices. She straddled my hip, holding my cock upright.

I watched as she rubbed the tip along her slit. “Mmm, the anaconda is hard, warm, and ready. What about you, Toby? Are you ready to become a man?” Tori asked seductively.

“God yes, Tori. I no longer want to be an eighteen-year-old virgin,” I replied eagerly.

“Then watch as I take your virginity,” she said in a voice filled with desire.

My gaze was fixed on this golden-haired goddess with a toned body. She elevated herself on her knees and gradually descended, taking the large head into her tight, warm pussy.

“Uhhh,” I moaned as Tori paused for a moment.

“You enjoy that, don’t you?” She asked in a normal tone.

“Oh, yes,” I responded, sounding aroused.

Tori slowly took an inch at a time, pausing occasionally to acclimate herself to my size and girth.

“Aaah, I’ve never encountered a cock as large and thick as yours. Your penetration touched places I never knew existed,” she remarked in a soft voice.

A moment later, I penetrated deeply, fully immersed within her. The sensation exceeded my expectations. We exchanged glances filled with desire.

“Your member feels incredible; I am stretched wider than I have ever been, and I believe the tip is brushing against my cervix.”

“Your warmth and tightness are exquisite.”

Tori grinned as she gently swayed her hips back and forth, then began to bounce up and down, all the while gripping my shaft. She repeated these motions, increasing her pace with each cycle.

I grasped her hips as she intensified her movements. Then she decelerated and leaned forward, engaging in a passionate kiss. Tori continued to slide up and down my firm shaft while my fingers teased her nipples. This continued for an indeterminate amount of time.

Tori then sat upright and rode me vigorously, my member throbbing as her body enveloped me. I could feel her body tremble as the orgasm began to build within her.

It wasn’t long before she exclaimed, “Oh my God, I’m cumming!” Her body convulsed as the orgasm surged through every nerve ending.

That was all it took for me to grunt, “Oh no, here it comes!”

We felt my essence fill her, and Tori collapsed onto me, panting heavily. I could feel her heart racing as I held her close.

It took some time for Tori to return from her euphoric state. When she finally did, she whispered, “You were incredible; I have never experienced such a euphoric high or been so thoroughly satisfied, young man. I might not be able to walk properly for a few days.”

I replied, “Thank you, Tori, for this extraordinary experience. It was far beyond anything I could have imagined.”

“No need for thanks; now it’s time for a quick shower before you leave. Since Derek will return tomorrow afternoon, I’m giving you a paid day off. I need to inform him of everything that has transpired in his absence.”

We got out of bed and took a quick shower. After dressing, Tori handed me an envelope containing my payment.

“Remember, no masturbating, and I will see you on Monday,” she said in a gentle yet firm tone.

After one last kiss, I walked home, contemplating the long three days ahead.

Mom welcomed me with a kiss on the cheek.

“How were school and work?” she asked in her usual tone.

“Both were good, Mom; there is no homework today.”

“Tell your father that dinner will be ready in five minutes, and please go clean up.”

“Alright, Mom.”

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