The girl next door in a different light [MF]

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I don’t really know where to start or why I’m suddenly sharing my experiences. I only know that what I’m about to share with you will only be the first of many. Raised very conservative in the South East, I never really got off the farm much. Growing up there was always seasonal sports to occupy my time and trips to the lake on occasion, but Jill really opened my eyes to so much more. I had dated my high school sweetheart for several years and we broke it off after graduation for the full college experience, only I went to community college for two years and she went off to a top rated university. Over the next couple of years I dated off and on nothing really out of the ordinary. I didn’t really settle down or sew my oats, just tried to figure out what I was doing in life. So I made the most of it and just enjoyed time with friends.

At a party on a hot July weekend my sophomore year of college a bunch of us had got together for a bonfire and beer with the occasional game of horseshoes. It was a normal weekend up until Jill walked over to some of the girls who were there to say hi. Jill in high school really was the girl next door. She was nice to everyone and never really went out of her way to impress people. She wore little to no makeup and dressed mostly for comfort and not for style or trends. I never really looked at her as anything other than a friend or acquaintance, at least not until tonight. She walked past the fire in the bright moonlight, catching my eye. Jill was wearing a pair of cut off shorts that revealed her long dark tanned legs, a pink shirt hanging off her shoulder, no bra, showing off her tan belly, a pair of flops, with her blonde hair in a early 90’s curled fashion. I looked at her with lust at first and then confusion as to why I had never seen the potential of this girl next door.

After her pleasantries with the group of girls she came over to cooler, a place I had lawn chairs set up waiting for my turn to throw horseshoes. She asked if she could get a beer and I wasn’t going to say no. We began talking about summer break, the lake, what she had been doing, future career options, etc…just catching up. The entire time I thought, “she is so hot” and as much as I tried to play it cool, I assume the flirting was in top gear. Jill asked if she could learn how to play and if I would teach her. Oh, if I had only known she was going to be the teacher. Sure! I replied and said as I got up and grabbed a set out of the truck bed. I explained most of it is in technique and everyone has a different technique. It really depends on being comfortable in how you hold it in your hand. Jill gave me a smirk as to imply are you talking about the shoe? Of course I was. After explaining a few pointers and how the game is played she asked if she could be my partner in the next game. I was like sure. We went back and sat down with another beer waiting our turn.

As soon as we got up I made a joke about it being her first time to the guys we were playing against and said they needed to take it easy on here. She quickly quipped back that easy was not in her vocabulary and that they better watch out. The first few tries were not that good for either of us, So I said I needed another beer to hold in my left hand to keep me balanced. She quickly said, “Me too!” With beer in here hand on the next round she had a ringer and a leaner. and just kept getting better from there on out. We ended up sitting losing that game and sat back down to wait our next turn. Back over at my truck she said I need to tell you something personal. I’m like ok sure…now at this point she is still like one of the guys but much prettier. I knew she wasn’t buzzed as we only had 5 beers between us for the night so I had no Idea what she was about to say. She said she plays horseshoes all the time with her family and usually wins money doing it. Poof, the air was let out of my sails, I said, “I thought it was my expert tutoring, dang.” I guess my face illuminated by the fire, moon and 12 volt lights rigged to car batteries may have told here something different than my words. She asked me if I had wanted her to say something else.” I’m not sure” is all I said as the wind started picking up. Around here a storm can come out of nowhere and fast and dissipate just as quick.

Before I could field another question from her, a sprinkle fell. Then another and another…that was the que to put up anything you didn’t want to get wet. I grabbed the foldout chairs and put them in the driver side of my truck and helped Ralf and Dan cover some of the seasoned wood we’d got for the fire. Just as we had finished tarping the wood, here came the wall of rain across the field. you could see it approaching slowly with the sound of a box fan that was just switched to the high setting. We decided to wait it in our vehicles and Jill asked if she could wait in my truck as she had rode with someone who parked back at the barn and she wouldn’t make it there before getting drenched. What was I going to say. Sure jump in

As we sat in the truck and the rain came down, my windows began to fog up with our casual conversation and all of a sudden Jill says, “wow, the way your windows are fogged up someone is going to think were doing something in here.” “What if we are?” I shrugged. We were sitting close since the lawn chairs were wedged under the steering wheel. She was in the middle and I was on the passenger side, and she just turned to me as hot as she was, and kissed me. Not a peck. A deep, passionate kiss. Tongue and all…the kind of kiss that makes your sticker peck out. When we broke this kiss that lasted for what seemed 10 minutes the windows where supper fogged up now, “Where did that come from” I sorta choked out in surprise and excitement. She said, I’m skilled at a lot of thing not just horseshoes. “Really like what”, I asked. “wait, stop…why did you let me show you how to play horseshoes if you knew how?” Jill looked at me puzzled by the faint blue led light of the truck radio, “that’s what you want to know?, not if we’re going to kiss again, if something else is going to happen? I’ll never understand men.”

Looking me in the eyes, she explained that she had always thought I was hot. well you look hot tonight. She said no, when you were mowing the yard last week and I drove by and you had your shirt off, your abs covered in sweat and grass, glistened in the sun, made me really horney. I laughed, Made you horney? Yes, you made me horney. I had to go home and do some self care. I was trying to be a gentleman and thanked her for the complement. Honestly, I had never seen Jill look so hot and now I’m really worked up after that kiss, but it still wasn’t feeling right. We had been friends for so long and I swear it wasn’t something I was comfortable with and I think she could tell. She leaned up and whispered into my ear, “I’m going to kiss you again and this time play with my ass during the kiss. With some offense, I know how to make out. Jill grabbed one hand and placed it on her right breast and began kissing me again, stopping long enough to say well do it then.

This time I was over the surprise of a super hot friend kissing me, I took advantage of the situation. I began running my hands all over her body and I began to caress her breast, slowly slipping my hand under her shirt. Her tits were full C and firm but soft and subtle. the shape was a little like that of a turnip but the nipple was well defined and very excited. I’m letting my hands explore every inch of her body as she is just playing with my hair. 1000 thoughts are going through my head now…Where has this girl been, why have I never tried this sooner, what does she see in me, should I try more, why is she playing with my hair, what is this going to do to our friendship, and so much more.

Jill broke the kiss. she took her shirt off and put it over the truck radio to dim the light. she leaned down and whispered again in my ear, “you are so freaking hot.” Shocked I said thank you. I believe this bothered her as she said you are so tense. I’ve got an idea. how about you just relax and enjoy the moment. I know you. You worry too much. just go with the moment and enjoy. I’ll make it worth your wild. I simply responded, “as you wish!” a play from one of favorite movies growing up. She laughed and started kissing me again. Flipping from the middle of the seat over to my lap. This time she was moving her hands more. squeezing my arm muscles, and feeling my pecks under my shirt. She grabbed my shirt and tried pulling it over my head, but in the cramp space of the pickup truck slipped and hit her head slightly on the roof. “FUCK” she yelled. I quickly asked are you ok. hell yes I’m just so wet.

Oh hell, we should have tried this sooner I was thinking to myself. Jill worked my shirt off and started kissing me again. Our hands exploring every inch of each other. I worked my way around to her ass, it was so tight. she straddled over me trying to work my shorts open. I was so excited that my dick was sticking out of the top of my underwear. She realized this as she got my belt undone. It took her by surprise as she broke the kiss again looking at me with a questioning gaze…”how big is it?” I don’t know I’ve never measured it. she rolled over and opened the drivers door throwing the lawn chairs out into the rain and quickly shutting the door. Jill commanded me to take my shorts off as she took hers off. I did so but left my underwear on…at 21 I was still very uncomfortable or awkward at times it this situations. I’ve done more with Jill tonight than I’ve done with other girls in months. Jill had on black lace panties. She apparently left home with intensions tonight. unlike me she began to work them off her long legs in the cramped truck cab. I leaned up to kiss her again, pulling her shirt off the radio to allow me to see her body better. She was trimmed with a perfect landing strip leading to the happy place. she pushed me back and noticed the huge wet spot of precum leaking into my underwear. Jill told me to take it all off. I quickly complied.

Sitting on the passenger side of my truck and her stretched out 3/4 of the way across the bench seat of my truck she grabbed my member with both hands and just looked at it, then at me, and back at it. She said wow, I can get both hands around it and there is still more to…pausing. To what I asked. and she just took the few inches not covered by her hands into her mouth. Being so worked up at this point I thought I was about to blow…but she stopped. I never initiated anything nor did I push my thoughts on her. I was not the aggressor in this situation and I was just going with it. If we stopped now, however I would have a case of blue ball so bad that I would have to go pick a car bumper to relieve the stress.

She softly asked if I had a condom. Being a young man in this area, of course I have one, but it was in the glove box and had been there for several weeks…not smart I know but that’s where it was. She said good and explained as she was searched for it that she wanted to show me a trick. HELL YES! is all I could think. Jill said she could use a drink. The beer was out in the storm, which was building and lightning was starting to light up the field. I had a bottle of bourbon under the seat, I reached down and said I’ve got this raveling a bottle of Makers. She grabbed the condom, slammed the the glovebox shut and in what was one move spun the top off catching it in the air and taking a quick shot. That was almost as impressive as her smile and body so hard I could bounce a quarter off any part of it.

She offered the bottle to me. I took a quick shot and handed it back. She placed the top on and dropped it into the floor, then pulled out the condom and opened it. positioning herself along the seat she put the rubber into her mouth and slowly lowered her head down on my very hard dick. Sliding her mouth over it slowly unrolling the condom as she took my cock deep into the back of her throat. Holy Shit Jill! Where did you learn that. She smiled, “I practiced on a bananas for hours, going through several condoms before I got it perfected.” Well that was one hell of a trick. She didn’t giggle like she had been. In a tone I’ve not ever heard from Jill she just said, Oh dear that wasn’t the trick. and with force grabbed me and started kissing me again. I have to say, I’ve not kissed so patiently ever. Jill and I both naked at this point and her had beginning to work my stiff erection with the condom on it. I reached around behind her as she was still ass to the drivers door and began to work a finger into her very wet and willing openness. She was so wet that I slid my finger into her very tight pussy with no problem. this mad her shiver and then went deep on my cock. she had no gag reflex. Her spit was running down between my legs. she was moaning on my dick deep in her throat as I finger fucked the hell out of that pussy.

she stopped and moved around straddling me again. no penetration. I couldn’t wait. she just kept teasing me. slowly she reached down grabbing my cock as she was in my lap, having to raise herself up to tickle her clit with the head of my cock. She threw her head back, I grabbed her tits in each hand and tried to put the nipple in my mouth as she quickly thrust herself down on my dick. Now I could go for hours with a condom. Duration was at will, at this point in my life. She began to ride me letting out sounds of ecstasy. So far this has been a great experience. I’ve just hooked up with what was the hottest girl at the party.

She was rocking and pounding my lap and then out of nowhere, just stopped. Looking me in the eyes, Jill said are you ready for the trick. Being young dumb and well just…, fuck yes. I said. and she didn’t move. she didn’t do anything at first. Jill threw her arms back on the dash, slowly arching her back. with a very focused look on her face, she said just be still. I wasn’t going to move. So again, As you wish! is all I said.

To my chagrin, Jill began to work her pussy muscles in a way that it felt like both of her hands on my cock jacking me off. MY EYES WENT WIDE OPEN. Holly FUCK!. shut up and don’t move is all she said. both of us completely still with no movement in our bodies, her pussy moving at 100 miles per hour. she used her pussy to jack me off. I kept building. so much for going for hours with a condom on. She was doing to me something that nobody else has ever done. We fucked without moving. her pussy kept tugging and pulling my cock as we both sat still. I got even harder. I’m reaching my peak way before time. I started running baseball plays in my head, I began biting my lip. looking at her sexy body in the blue light of the radio and the sweat running down her tan body and her blond curled hair now drenched in sweat. I was about to lose it. being super safe even with protection I had never came in a girl. I had always pulled. I told her I….I…I’m getting close.

She threw her arms from behind her on the dash around my head pulling me into her breast. still not bouncing or moving anything other than her pussy muscles. holding each other tight and still she said cum, I want to feel the heat of your cum. That was it. I unloaded. I grunted and lost my breath as my entire body went limp. Jill quickly jumped off my lap, cleaned her juices off the condom, slowly deep throating me as I was still hard. she used her teeth and began to take the condom off with just her mouth. She pulled the condom off sucking all my sperm out of it, rerolling the condom with just her mouth to look like it was just opened out of the package.

Jill grabbed my head and kissed me. I was freaked out but still fully in the moment. My braid was trying to decide if this was hot, gross, cool, part of it, nasty…I was so confused. but quickly brought back to reality. when she asked me what I thought. “As you wish” is really all I could say.

The rain stopped and we got dressed. It was getting late and she said she needed to find her ride and get home. I really would like to see you again if it won’t be awkward. Jill simply looked me in the eye as she reached for the truck door, kissed me, jumped out of the truck walking back to where her ride had parked. I watched her sexy body walk away to see if she would turn around…she did and giggled saying “as you wish”.

I just sat there with the door open in the fresh air after a rain looking at a pair of black lace panties on my rear view mirror.

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