It was that time of year when the cold of winter had shifted from bone-chilling to warm and mild temperatures. The birds chirped, and leaves were returning to the lush green of spring. Along with the return of warmer weather and birds came my neighbor’s return. Rebecca, or as she liked to be called, Becca, was a delightful 18-year-old girl who spent the winter months at her father’s place in Colorado, enjoying whatever a girl that age enjoyed doing. Like the birds, she always came back as spring started.

It became my favorite time of the year when the weather warmed and Becca returned. Becca and her mother moved in next door a few years after her parents went through a nasty divorce. Over the years we had become fast friends. I often filled the role of surrogate father to Becca when the occasion called for it. Her mother always invited me to all holidays and special events. I think her mother felt sorry for me because I was nearing 50 and still lived alone. I seldom had company, at least that is what they believed.

That spring something felt different as I stood out on the deck adjacent to my bedroom, drinking my black coffee. I stared out across the yard. I enjoyed the peace and tranquility this place offered in the mornings.  Since Becca’s return a week ago, I have not seen or heard from her until now. I watched as this 5-foot-4-inch-tall girl with long jet-black hair strolled into her yard. She seemed off; I could hear her mother yelling something at her but couldn’t quite make out what was being said.

Becca was unaware of my presence looming over her as she sat in her favorite spot under a 100-year-old oak tree. She leaned back and closed her eyes as I watched her hand disappear down her black leggings. I stepped back just far enough that I was out of her view, but she still remained in mine. It was not long before her moans carried up to my deck. Her hand was rubbing fiercely on her clit. I felt my cock begin to twitch and strain in my gym shorts. As Becca continued to rub her pussy and moan. I too began rubbing my cock through my shorts, watching her chest rise and fall.

As quickly as she began, she quit just as quickly, just minutes from a full-on orgasm. Becca stood up, straightened her clothing, and headed inside her house. As the days passed, every morning I stood on my deck and watched her tease herself almost to orgasm. Each day she wore skimpier and skimpier clothing. Just like every day, I got bolder and bolder. I went from just rubbing my cock through my shorts to having them around my ankles as I stroked my thick, veiny cock. Sadly, I never reached a point where I would cum because she always stopped just shy of her orgasm.

The yard play of Becca’s went on for almost a month.  Then one day she entered the yard wearing no clothes. My cock got instantly hard as I admired the tight, curvy teen body. Becca had full C-cup tits with perfect pink eraser-sized nipples on a silver dollar-sized areola. It was apparent that she had blossomed this past winter. Her breasts were firm, perky, and untouched by time. Her lovely tits gave way to a thin waist before going back out to her hips and round, firm tee ass.

Becca perched against her favorite tree and spread her legs wide. Giving me a perfect view of her freshly shaved teen pussy. Her juices dripping from her pussy glistened in the sunlight. Her pussy lips were slightly opening like a budding flower. Showing how turned on she was before even touching herself. Becca wasted no time and slid her middle finger effortlessly into her pussy.  She bit on her bottom lip and moaned louder than she has over the past month.

I had dropped my shorts to the floor of the deck as they pulled at my ankles. I began to stroke my hard throbbing cock as it throbbed and pulsated. The precum was already forming at the tip as I stroked harder, trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure. I continued to stroke as I watched Becca work her finger in and out of her pussy. Her moans grew louder and louder as I was sure she was on the verge of a mind-blowing orgasm. Then all of a sudden, she paused with her finger buried deep in her tight teen cunt.

Becca said, “I know you are up there, Joe, lurking in the corner. Come out so I can see you.”

Hesitatingly, I step out to the edge of my deck with my hard, throbbing cock still clutched in my hand.

Becca said, “I know you have been watching me. I could see your shadow.”

I stood there as his cock continued to throb in his hand. Becca locked eyes with Joe as she slid a second finger into her pussy and started sliding it in and out slowly. I gazed back at her as I resumed stroking my cock.

Becca said, “Do you like spying on me as I finger my hot, wet, teen cunt?”

Her words did me in as my cock twitched and erupted stream after stream of cum over into the backyard. Becca giggled at the sight of my flushed face and heavy breathing. She removed her fingers from her pussy and stood up, all while still watching me.

Becca said, “My mom is gone all day. Hurry up and go downstairs and unlock your door. I need your big, thick cock deep in my tight, wet cunt. I haven’t been able to make myself cum today.”

That was all the encouragement I needed as I made a dash downstairs to unlock the door. I was so fixated on fucking this sexy goddess. I forgot my shorts were still around my ankles. They caused me to trip and almost stumble before I got back inside. I regained my composure as I made it to the backdoor. As I opened the door, there Becca was on her knees. She quickly grabbed my cock and started to lick along the underneath of the shaft and swirled her tongue around my slowly hardening cock.

She looked up at me and said, “I need your cock deep in me. I need a man to fuck my young pussy. The boy just can’t please me.”

I lifted her feet and pulled her tight against my chest. I could feel her hard eraser-sized nipples press into me and her wet pussy on my thigh as she ground against me. I quickly spun her into the house and closed the door. The first kiss was not passionate but driven by hunger, need, and desire. Our tongues battled for supremacy in each other’s mouths. My now hard cock pressed against her stomach as she moaned into my mouth. Without breaking the kiss, I reached under her smooth, toned thighs and lifted her into the air. I aligned my engorged cock with her wet pussy. I began to lower her onto my thick, veiny cock, as I pressed her up against the door.

My bulbous cockhead split her pussy lips as it continued its quest to her wet, quivering cunt. I thrust slowly as my cock stretched her tight young cunt. I thrust harder as, inch by inch, I buried my cock into her now rippling pussy.

Becca broke the kiss and screamed, “Fuck, you are so big and thick. I don’t know if my pussy can take it.”

This just excited me more as my cock twitched inside her as I thrust one final time as my cock slid in until the head made contact with her cervix. Becca’s body started to twitch and tremble in my arms. I slide out a few inches before driving hard back into her tight teen pussy. Becca started to breathe harder and faster as I pulled out a little more on each stroke before crashing back into her cunt. Each time striking her cervix, it wasn’t long before Becca started moaning, which quickly became screams. She dug her fingernails into my back as I drove harder and deeper into her.

Her fingernails raked my back, and her pussy clenched around my cock as I fucked her against the cool metal door.

Becca growled, “Damn it, Joe, fuck me harder. I am so close; please don’t stop.”

Her pussy clenched around my over-engorged cock. I pounded her wet pussy like a man possessed. I thrust harder and harder until I felt my balls start to tighten. Becca’s legs trembled, and her pussy clenched around my cock.

She screamed, “Holy fuck, I am cumming.”

Becca threw her head back as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss tore through her body. I continued to drive harder and harder into her as she rode her rollercoaster of orgasms. Just as her legs started to relax, I erupted stream after stream of cum deep into her young, destroyed pussy. As the last stream was expelled from my cock, it set in motion another wave of orgasms that ripped through her. With my cock buried deep in her cunt, holding her against the wall as she flows from one orgasm to the next.

I think to myself, “She is just as good a fuck as her mother.”