I had lived in my home with my strict parents for many years now, it wasn't the best home; a small home in an apartment block that had a small, virtually tidy most of the time, swimming pool. I had just turned sixteen, and still a virgin when my first real sexual experiences took place.
We had seen people come and go, those with little money, and those who had money and lost it all and needed a run down place to live for a while before they got back on their feet. It was a summer's day when I heard movement outside, and being in the house on my own, I peaked a view outside to see what was happening.
It was then I saw these two people walking up the stairs to our 1st floor, and pass our window as they walked past and around to the opposite site. New neighbours, and from the looks of it moving into the apartment directly across from us. I watched as they stopped outside the door, trying not to be caught.
A young middle aged woman, blonde with a stunning figure and dress that showed every curve of her body. Stood next to her, was a young girl, she looked about seventeen or eighteen from what I could tell, very pretty with long blonde hair down her back.
Their door opened and the two entered inside, and closed it behind them, carrying the two boxes in their hands, their only belongings left. Just the quick sight of them suddenly began to stir the erection in my trousers, as my heart beat a little faster.
Over the coming weeks, the two, mother and daughter sat outside, swam in the pool and enjoyed their time at their new home. One night, as I sat in my room, I turned my head to glance across at the apartment opposite where a light switched on in one of the bedrooms. The mother stepped inside, a black blouse which showed off her wonderful cleavage, and a short tight skirt which showed her wonderful ass when she bent over.
I leaned up on my bed as I stared across, trying to keep myself in the darkness of my room as she stepped back and forth out of sight for a few minutes, before she stepped across to the window and looked out. I wasn't sure if she caught me looking or not, as I quickly jumped to the side and hid, waiting for a few moments before I glanced back and saw she had turned her back, but left her curtains open.
She slowly raised her blouse up over her soft pale skin to reveal the straps upon her back of her black bra. She tossed the blouse down to the side, and reached behind as she unclipped the straps, and pulled them from over her shoulders. Slipping the bra off and handing it to the side as she dropped it. She stood for a moment before she turned and for the first time in my life I was seeing a real pair of breasts. Usually I had seen them online or in magazines, but never up close due to my strict upbringing of my parents.
Her breasts were beautiful, large and from what I could tell a c cup at least, with large aureoles and hard, erect yet small nipples.