The Neighbour

"You'd have a go on your mum if she let you."

"I'd have a go on yours."

"Perv."

"Anyway. He's meeting us in the pub later."

"What pub?"

We were going to a pub. News to me.

"The one me and you are going to my little space cadet. Time you learnt to drink."

I wasn't keen but I didn't argue.

Kate was in the park with Julie when we wandered there for something to do. A cassette player was offering up a tinny-sounding 'Le Freak' by Chic.

"Watch ya."

Of course, Lloyd, or his dick, had led us straight to where they were sitting on the grass. I stood there with my hands in my pockets as Lloyd tried to impress the girls.

"Looking shagadelic."

I rolled my eyes at his crudeness. Julie was equally unimpressed with his chat-up.

"Ew. Gross."

Lloyd wasn't giving up.

"So what do you reckon? Disco Friday. Back to mine?"

Julia pulled a face.

"Back to yours? You mean mummy's bedroom?"

The two girls laughed.

"I'm. Let me think?" She teased.

"You reckon your prick is big enough? I reckon it's teenie weenie."

Julie giggled as she held up her finger and thumb to indicate a tiny size.

Kate looked coy. I could tell she liked me. Then she braved it to tease me.

"What about you Kev? I bet your Johnson is big." She sniggered.

I went red.

"Big enough."

"If you've got small hands." Lloyd added sarcastically.

"Look, Kate. He's playing pocket billiards." Julie laughed at me.

I pulled my hands out of my pockets quickly.

"So come on. Friday?" Lloyd pressed on trying to get Julie to agree to a date.

"Sorry. Washing my hair." Another childish giggle from the pair of them. I was bored with playing and I didn't want to get dragged into some double date. Especially on a Friday.

"Come on Lloyd.

Let's go."

"Yeah. Go on. Buzz off you pair of pervs."

Julie shooed us away with a wave of her hand. I was nearly dragging Lloyd backwards as he made his last play.

"I won't give up.

You know you want it.

I'll wear you down then you'll give in and realise what you're missing."

There was no mistaking Kate's disappointment. I only had to ask and I could have my hands on her little headlights that Friday night. And in truth, I did consider it. The trouble was, I already had something more important to me for Friday. Even if it'd ultimately only end with me alone in my room tugging myself off.

"Why didn't you ask her out?"

Lloyd was incredulous at me.

"Dude. She's gagging for it."

I shrugged.

"I'm just not that interested."

"Don't be such a spaz.

Just shag her and move on if that's what you want to do. But come on. She's a babe.

How can you not want that for your first time?"

I didn't answer him. How could I say I was hell-bent on chasing an older woman who would never drop her knickers for me?

We headed towards town, stopping off to look in a Ford dealership at Capri's neither of us could afford. It was just time-wasting as we'd done for years. But this time it ended with something we couldn't have done until a few months ago. We went to the pub.

The doors opened at six thirty sharp and I stepped into the nineteen-fifties. All Formica tops and a pipe smoking landlord in a cardigan. I wondered where all the buxom barmaids of television were. There were none here.

Lloyd went straight for the cigarette vending machine and after a couple of thumps to make it respond to his money he lit up.

"Ahhh.

That's better."

I went to the bar and ordered two pints of Harp. Seventy pence.

No gastro delights here. It was a drinking man's pub. Peanuts or a packet of Golden Wonder. That was the choice.

The decorations were a dart board on the far wall and an assortment of coasters and ashtrays emblazoned with the names of beers I generally only knew from TV ads.

"You know smoking causes cancer don't you?" I said waving his smoke away.

"Only if you're a Beagle.

Otherwise you wouldn't see doctors smoking would you."

I sipped my beer acutely aware that it was my first drink in an actual pub. Before tonight it'd been the occasional Corona pop in a beer garden with Mum and Dad. And more importantly to me, larger at Elaine's.

"That'll put hairs on your chest." Lloyd announced as he took a large gulp of his own.

Craig arrived with Shelia in tow. She was all legs and tits in a short dress and knee-high white boots.

"Give me some money for the jukebox sweetheart."

She was hanging on his arm giving her best puppy dog eyes. It worked. Moments later Bye Bye Baby blasted out of the jukebox.

Another pint for Craig.

"Shelia? What you drinking?"

"My spunk mostly." Craig whispered next to my ear.

Thankfully Shelia's answer was a little more enlightening.

"Shandy please."

Somehow I made two pints last all the way to eight o'clock at which point I made my escape. By then I'd had enough of Lloyd pretending to be a seasoned drinker and Shelia virtually shagging Craig at the bar. They stayed behind and I was grateful

I wouldn't have to watch them puking up in the alley out the back when they discovered they couldn't handle it after all. Poor Shelia would have to deal with that.

I walked up my drive slowly, hoping Elaine would appear and ask me in. I wasn't that lucky. Instead, an early night beckoned and work first thing. But it was Friday tomorrow. I would see her then.

SEVEN

Elaine was different tonight. From the moment I walked through the door I sensed something had changed. There was less confidence about her. An underlying nervousness that made me wonder if my Dad had said something.

Initially, things were much like any other Friday. At least superficially. She asked me about my day as she made tea. Then we went and sat in her living room. Me in what had become my usual chair while Elaine curled her feet under herself on the sofa. But she was watching me more intently. There were longer pauses in her speech. And I swear she was trembling.

Eventually, I had to ask.

"What's wrong? You're not yourself tonight."

There was a long pause. Then she asked.

"You like me more than you should don't you?"

I swallowed. What should I say? Should I deny it? I didn't. I admitted the truth.

"Yeah."

For a moment she carried on looking at me and I braced myself for being shown the door.

"Do you think about me when you're alone? When you're really alone? At night?"

My face prickled with its heat. I couldn't answer and it seemed Elaine wasn't finished.

"I think about you."

Her eyes were like lasers. They locked on mine and held me fixed to my seat.

"All the time.

"I ... like you as well." I muttered.

What did she mean? How much did she think about me? She went on.

"I know I shouldn't but ... I think about you when I'm alone, in bed."

I was so fixated on her face, Troy oh to read the thoughts hidden behind those eyes, I almost missed the subtle movement of her hand to her tit. A lingering, gentle squeeze that sent a tremor over her. It showed on her lips.

"I get so lonely."

I was taken by surprise when she slipped to the floor and sat at my feet leaning against the chair. Then her hand went to where mine lay in my lap. She lifted it and absentmindedly began playing with my fingers. Pulses of adrenaline hurtled through me. In my pants, my dick was hurting.

"I know it's wrong... and your parents would kill me if they found out... but ... it's been two years."

I was shaking with a mixture of fear and anticipation. I could hear the doubts in her voice. A battle she was fighting between what she thought was right and what she wanted. What I hoped she wanted. What I did want.

"I won't tell my parents."

What wouldn't I tell them? Was I getting this all wrong?

"I have ... feelings for you Kevin.

Strong ones. I think you do for me as well."

This was what I'd longed to hear. Was I dreaming? I played her words over in my head, convinced I'd misheard.

"I do."

I saw her take a deep breath and swallow before she spoke again.

"I'm a lot older. Does that matter?"

"No. Not to me it doesn't."

Elaine's face filled my vision as she raised herself onto her knees. She leaned forward, coming closer. Her lips brushed over mine. A gentle feather-like touch. Then she was looking me in the eye. Searching for my reaction.

To me, it was a no-brainer. These were signals even I couldn't mistake. I put my lips back to hers. This time we kissed passionately. I couldn't keep my hands to myself any longer. I was touching her everywhere. Her arms. Her back. Down her waist and onto her hips. My whole body was a coiled spring of energy intent on relieving itself with this incredible woman.

Elaine was more controlled. Her hands caressed my shoulders before holding me. Our kiss stretched out into an eternity. Then suddenly it ended and there was that doubt on her face again. No, no doubt. Fear.

"Are you sure about this?"

I was shaking. That nervous shudder, the churning of the stomach you get when summoned to the headmaster's office or arrive for an interview. At least that was the two times before I'd felt it so strongly. It came at moments when you knew your life was about to turn on a sixpence. One way so good it hurt. The other, a death glide into oblivion.

"I've never been more sure."

She smiled. It was still doubting, still fearful, but she took the next step.

"Will you come upstairs with me?"

Elaine stood up, holding her hand out. I took it and let her lead me to her bedroom. To me, it was a room of glorious promise where I'd experience the transition into being a man.

As soon as we stepped inside she turned and stood up close to me, her hands kind of toying with my shirt.

"If you want me to stop..."

"I won't." A sharp, definitive response that cut her off.

She smiled and stepped away before pulling on the knot holding her top together. It fell apart, just hanging over tits. I stared, mesmerised, willing the material away.

Elaine was still looking nervous. Still unsure of my desire. I took a step closer and stared at the hint of flesh swelling up on either side of her chest. They rose and fell rhythmically with each deep breath she took.

"Oh my god." I muttered.

Elaine took that as approval and slid the shirt from her shoulders. I saw her tits. Two beautiful mounds of creamy flesh topped by swollen, deeply pink nipples that pointed toward me.

"Am I how you imagined?"

I struggled to speak.

"Better."

The memory of seeing Shelia's flashed through my head. Only a fleeting thought, but long enough to compare. And there was no comparison. Larger, fuller. Not massive but just... just ... incredible. No comparison at all in my mind.

Next, she stepped out of her jeans. Long legs. Shapely. A real woman's legs, so beautiful that they only existed in the movies.

Elaine was the first woman I'd seen properly naked. My entire knowledge of a woman's body came from school Biology lessons, sneaky looks at the underwear pages of Mum's Littlewoods catalogue and the occasional sex scene in movies that embarrassed me when watching TV with my parents.

"Can I touch?"

Now she laughed at me. My childlike ignorance kind of gave her a renewed strength.

"You'd frigging well better."

She helped me out, taking my hands and placing them to her tits. They filled my hands. More than filled them.

"Oh Jesus."

Elaine let me squeeze them. My fingers tested their firmness. I lifted them, letting them gently bounce. They were magical. All the while she was unbuttoning my shirt, pulling at my belt. When my jeans fell away I helped. I dropped my shirt and stepping out of my denims I pulled my socks off. Only when I got to my underpants did I hesitate.

Elaine saw my embarrassment and fear of not measuring up to her past experiences.

"Let me help you."

Her face was right in front of me, her eyes looking down as she hooked that last garment protecting my modesty at my hips. If it was possible to feel any hotter, any redder, I did. Elaine's eyes came up to meet mine and she slid them down.

"Fuck."

I felt my dick freed. It bounced in the cooler room air and I felt a tingle race from it to grip my whole body. In my shock I hardly noticed her sinking lower, her hands running over my chest before sliding downward to caress shaking thighs. I looked down to follow that mass of hair as it stopped right in front of my dick.

She was kneeling and staring straight at it as it twitched and bounced.

"You're beautiful." She said.

"So handsome. Your cock so..."

I was a shuddering wreck and she knew it.

"It's frightening your first time."

She was letting me know she understood my feelings. A terror equal to my desire for fulfilment.

"Just let me lead you."

Not very manly of me but I knew I was out of my depth. I was grateful.

"Okay."

A pathetic squeak of a response. I was a teen with no experience. My whole being just wanted to put my dick in her and pump away until I shot my spunk. I knew enough to know that wasn't the answer.

"You want to cum, don't you? I know."

"Yes."

"That's how it is the first time. Your balls so full of cum that you can't control it. I felt the same. My first time I was scared it would hurt. That I'd cum straight away and be thought a boring failure.

Do you trust me?"

"Of course."

"Then let me relieve the pressure."

"Oh my fucking god."

Her lips were around my nob. A warm hand grasping my shaft.

"Uh."

I stood in a daze of absolute pleasure as the first hand other than my own slowly wanked me and those lips glided back and forth over the most sensitive area on my body. My nob.

"Uhhh."

I twitched and shuddered with each stroke. I touched her hair, rubbing the strands between my fingers as I watched my own dick in her mouth with a bewilderment only a teenager can have the first time he experiences the joy of being sucked off.

"Oh fuck."

Elaine stopped just long enough to tell me it was okay.

"I want you to cum for me. Cum in my mouth. Then you'll relax."

It took less than a minute for me to lose it. My dick hurt. It was on fire. Her tongue played on my tip as her hand found my balls and gently squeezed them. And that was it. I rocked my hips and came strongly.

"Uhh."

I felt myself throbbing, my jiz pumping into her mouth. Elaine's hand gripped my arse cheek and held me, keeping her mouth on my dick.

"Mmm. Uh."

It was the most heavenly feeling ever. Cuming was always great. That sense of release, the joy of ending a delightful agony. But with my nob in her warm mouth, her tongue tickling my nob, then sucking me as I shot my load, the feelings were exponentially greater than anything I'd managed in even my deepest fantasies.

"Uhhh."

I weakened, almost falling as the relief washed over me.

Elaine sat back and swallowed. A simple act she made certain I saw. It had me in awe.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yes. Much.

That was awesome. Amazing."

It was. I wished I could live in that moment forever.

"What should I do now?"

She stood up and went to the bed, her panties sliding smoothly with what seemed a well-practised move as she crawled over the mattress. She turned and lay back with herself propped up on her elbows so she could see me. Her leg was lifted at the knee hiding that one place I was still to see.

"Come and join me and I'll show you."

I didn't need asking twice. I'd lost all fear of being naked. I liked being naked. I climbed on the bed and she put an arm around my neck to pull me onto her. I lay down her length, sinking between her thighs as we kissed again. I felt her softness, her warmth. My dick was already hardening again and I couldn't help but grind my groin into hers, pressing my meat against her flesh.

Her hand pressed on my head, guiding me down. My face was at her tits.

"Kiss them.

Touch them.

Gently."

I put my hands on her mounds and planted small kisses on them. Everywhere except those glorious points. Her flesh was so warm. It tasted so fresh and sweet. Then I kissed a nipple.

"Uhhh."

Her response was electric for me. I sucked it and licked it. A sweet rubbery protrusion that fascinated my youthful mind.

Her fingers ran through my hair. Others explored my arm and shoulder. She guided my face from one to the other. All the while she gave reassuring moans of pleasure. Then she was pressing me downwards.

"Lower. Explore my pussy with your mouth."

I continued my travel down her body. I kissed her everywhere, all over her belly, each time a little closer to that magical place. Beneath me, Elaine trembled and let out tiny gasps.

Then I was there, staring at her snatch. A small patch of pubic hair sat just above it like a flag pointing to my ultimate target. It wasn't the mass of a Playboy model. This was groomed and less obscuring. Her pussy itself was smooth.

"Now it's your turn to please me.

Go slowly. Kiss it."

I lowered my head. It smelt earthy. A mild pungent scent. I was terrified as I kissed it. Soft warm flesh.

"Uhh."

Elaine jerked at my touch.

"That's it. More."

I kissed it again, all around to the tops of her thighs. Then instinct took over from my carefully choreographed attempt to do what I thought I should. I licked her slit with a hunger.

"Oh my god."

Elaine squirmed. She was on fire. I felt her hotness on my tongue and face. I tasted her flesh, her love juice. It was ecstasy. I parted her, trying to delve deeper, to devour her.

Then with a gentle guidance, I found her fleshy little hood.

"Uhhh."

I found her clit. A hot little hard button sitting beneath the folds of soft pliable flesh.

"Oh god.

That's it.

Lick my bean. Please."

It was amazing to hear her beg me to please her. And I so didn't want to disappoint. I followed the tremble of her body, the contractions of her pussy, as though they were instructions. I teased her sensitive little nub, running my tongue around it, flicking over it. Nipping it with my teeth. Anything that left her jerking her hips and crying out in delight. I felt powerful. So pleased that I could make this woman squirm and beg. Proud that I was giving her pleasure beyond my imagination.

"U ... uhhh.

Fuck. That's so ... good."

I turned my eyes upward to see her head back, eyes closed and her mouth open with a never-ending gentle moan escaping from between her lips. I was doing that.

Fingers gripped my hair and pulled my head away sharply.

"Stop. You gonna make me cum."

"I want to."

She smiled.

"Then Fuck me."

She said it with both desperation and hope, as though she still feared I might turn and run from her.

I slid myself up her body, kissing every inch of it again until my dick pressed at her entrance. She guided it into her hole. So tight and silky. I eased in and I pressed my groin down until it met hers.

"Uhh." I shuddered.

It felt so intimate. So much less an act of physical union and so much more a spiritual moment.

"Do it." She said.

"Fuck me.

You can come inside me."

I fucked her. It was instinct. A primal urge to thrust my hips and drive my dick into her flesh. Each time the need to do it again increased. Now I understood why she'd made me cum already. I was so sensitive. My dick craved for its relief. But empty of that maddening pressure I kept going, having to build it all over again.

I was aware of my balls in a way I'd never been while wanking. They were slapping against her, adding to the smack of our flesh.

And while I did, Elaine rocked her pelvis and clamped me with her thighs. Her hands ran over my back and she groaned sweetly.

"Oh yes.

That's so nice."

My muscles ached and my breathing burned my lungs. I felt disembodied. As though I was floating, looking down on us.

Beneath me, Elaine went rigid, then jerked and shuddered.

"Uhh. Fuck.

Yes. Yes. Uh."

That was enough knowing I'd given her that moment of ultimate pleasure I came a second time. I felt more of my hot jiz shoot from my dick and fill the space I was so desperately fucking.