Unplanned 01: Neighbors

Mrs. Martha Johnson had lived in her house for 50 years, and Jason Hansen had lived next door for almost 20 of them. Situated in a quiet neighborhood 5 blocks from Central Campus, the campus and the town had exploded around Mrs. Johnson. Jason had taken over the house during his sophomore year of college, but she had known him longer. Jason's family had owned the house before moving to Texas to retire while Jason was still in college. A quiet neighbor, Jason and Martha had a unique and mutually beneficial relationship. She baked him treats or sent over frozen meals, and he mowed her lawn and shoveled the snow. In his parents' absence, Mrs. Johnson was as good of a surrogate as Jason could hope for.

Jason was finishing up his four year degree and would soon find out if he would head off for active army service or stay in the reserves or National Guard. He was fine with either. Active duty meant war but a steady job, while the Reserves or Guard meant a civilian job and probable war and civilian disruption. Single, unattached, handsome and earning pretty good grades- he would succeed either way.

Jason had also become aware that Mrs. Johnson was becoming...not well. Forgetful, more frail- Jason was afraid once he was gone, Mrs. Johnson would need to be moved into a home, or she would unintentionally harm herself.

But a week before classes were set to start, Mrs. Johnson got a new caregiver. She invited Jason over for supper and introduced them.

"Jason, do you remember Elizabeth?"

Jason looked at the beautiful brunette in front of him. Tall at about 5' 10", bronze skin from lots of sun, shoulder length hair pulled back in a pony tail, perfect smile and an athlete's body. And to top it all off she had ice blue eyes that he just wanted to dive into and lose himself in.

Then it hit him, "Lizzy? Oh my gosh! LIZZY! You look, I mean, you're all grown up!"

"I go by 'Elizabeth' now, but I let my friends call me 'Beth'" she said.

"Do I get to call you 'Beth', or will I be forced to call you 'Elizabeth'?"

"'Beth' is fine, IF you stop calling me 'Lizzy'," she joked. Her eyes sparkled and changed colors as she said that. The change was subtle, but since he couldn't stop staring into those eyes, he noticed.

"So, tell me about yourself, Beth. Where have you been since- wow, has it been 8 or 10 years?" Jason asked.

"Well, my parents had been missionaries for the last 8 years. I came back 2 years ago from China and lived with my cousins in Omaha to finish U.S. high school," she said.

"I remember your folks. How are they doing? Are they still doing mission work?"

"Dad was killed in China last year, and Mom is out east with her parents," Beth said, causing an uneasy silence. Jason wished Mrs. Johnson had told him that.

"Did I never...Oh, I'm so sorry, Jason," Mrs. Johnson said. "I get so forgetful anymore."

Jason first felt fear for Mrs. Johnson. To forget to tell Jason something so major as her son being killed, that was not a good sign. But he also felt sadness for Beth, and a little rage. Maybe as an army officer he would someday have the opportunity to right some of these wrongs of bad people killing good folks. Beth's parents had been good people. Maybe he just died in an accident or of natural causes, but he suspected more.

They spent the next hour catching up on the past several years, and the conversation turned to Beth living in Omaha with her cousin Rick- who had been a friend of Jason's he hadn't even heard from in about 3 years or so- and Rick's stepsister Tanya, whom Jason had always found sexy, but protected or possessed by Rick. They were both Jason's age whole Beth was almost 3 years younger. Jason, Rick and Tanya would enjoy playing together when they would spend the summer with Grandma Johnson, while Lizzy was the annoying little 10 year old with buck teeth and broken glasses.

"So how are Rick and Tanya doing?"

"Rick got Tanya pregnant, broke his phone's SIM card. and hasn't been seen since," she said. Mrs. Johnson had let him down and failed to tell him that also.

"Tanya is doing okay- she's on her own, but I try and help her out when I can," Beth said. The missionary upbringing of service to others was strong in her.

After silently watching, Mrs. Johnson said, "Elizabeth, dear, I want to take a nap. Will you help me lie down, please?"

"Sure, Grandma."

"Jason, stay here, and you two catch up." As she said that, Beth couldn't see her face and Mrs. Johnson winked at Jason. Jason's heart skipped a beat at the thought of more time- alone time- with Beth, and was grateful for the old lady's meddling.

"Or, Jason, you guys could go swimming in your pool, like you did when you were young," she said.

"You still have your pool?!"

"Yep, and I maintain it. It's a lot of work and expensive for no more than I use it, but it's there. If you want to come over..."

"If it's okay. I do a lot of swimming to stay in shape and the hours for the P.E. building open swimming are when I am busy with Grandma. If it's okay...I will bring something over and we can grill it? Is that okay?"

"Let me go out and pick something up, and then come over. What sounds good?"

"Hamburger or hotdogs? Something cheap and easy," Beth said, innocently.

"How about steak? This is a special occasion."

"Great!. I'll see you soon," and she excitedly and somewhat awkwardly hugged him.

"I will leave the pool gate open. Come on over when you are ready," Jason said.

He went out, picked up two steaks, some bacon- wrapped asparagus, some cut up fresh fruit, and some wine coolers in case Beth wanted a drink. Not much of a drinker since turning 21, Jason occasionally had a beer or a Bloody Mary, although usually he just drank the Bloody Mary Mix and ate the garnishes.

When he pulled into the driveway he could see the gate to the backyard and pool was open. He carried the groceries inside, changed into his suit and went out into the backyard. His pool was fairly old and large by private pool standards. While not as big as any of the 5 or 6 pools on campus, it was big enough to swim short laps. Mostly 4 to 6 feet deep, it did have a low diving board and diving well.

Beth was gracefully swimming, gliding, almost flying through the water, would hit the side, do a flip, and turn around. Even in the 4 foot end she could do an underwater flip. She was every bit the graceful swan, but more lovely. She had a dark blue competition style one piece swimsuit on that was like a second skin on her, and her hair was tucked up under a swimcap. Although a tiny bikini would have been sexier, she still looked beautiful.

Finally she realized he was home and watching her, so she stopped, swam to the side of the pool, and placing her hands on the pool deck, she effortlessly pushed herself up and out. Her muscles strained and the water cascaded off of her body. If the water beads could have talked, they would have voiced their displeasure for having to let go of her.

Grabbing a towel and removing her cap, she toweled off and apologized, "Sorry for letting myself in. I wanted to get my workout in so when you were here we could just enjoy each other," she said.

Was there more to what she said? How did she want to "enjoy each other"?

"No, that's fine. I said I would leave it open. It's here for you any time," Jason replied. "Do you need to finish?"

"No, I'm good."

Jason grilled, and as they sat down to eat her knee or hand kept brushing against Jason. He couldn't help but to think about how beautiful she was, and how his heart was racing. Jason could have his pick of ladies, but he had been content being single. Until now.

Fully fed, thirst quenched on lemonade and water, they moved inside to put the dishes in the dishwasher. Jason, wanting terribly to touch Beth- to reach out, to kiss her- resisted his impulses. Finally, Beth addressed the elephant in the room.

"Jason, I have seen how you look at me," she said.

"I, uh..." what could he say? Yes, he lusted for Beth. Yes, he really felt a connection with her. Yes, he hadn't had meaningless sex in a few months, and hadn't had meaningful sex in 3 years. But Beth? Elizabeth? Lizzy, the awkward duckling who was now this beautiful swan? Had he ruined his chance 8 years ago by mostly ignoring the tagalong kid? Or did he have a chance?

"Jason, I have been all over the world. I have seen how women are treated and mistreated. I have resisted the urges to jump into bed with just anyone. And I know when we were kids, you always treated me kind, even though you didn't want to. The only other 'friends' I had growing up were, Tanya and Rick, and well...maybe some other time I will go there."

She had an awkward pause, then continued," Jason, I have always liked you, and I would ask Grandma to write me about you, and I was too afraid to ask you to be my pen pal. I took this chance to move in with Grandma and go to college here just to be close to you. I don't know if you are even interested in me, have a girlfriend, or what, but..."

Jason moved in, scooped her up in his arms and held her close. They could feel the warmth of each other's embrace as well as the sensation of each other's arousal. Jason, hard as steel and still growing, and Beth, warm and giving off a musky sexual smell.

Feeling the need to say something in response to her heartfelt monologue, he said, "Elizabeth, I always looked at you as the tagalong to us 'bigger kids', but I always loved your sweet innocence, curiosity and all around goodness. I pegged you early on as a nurse or someone who would grow up and help people. But seeing you today...my heart just...I mean, I want you, I NEED you, but not in a sexual way until we get to that stage."

"Jason, I want you to be my lover. I've never...before, and I want you to be my first. I want you to love me, and I will do my best to love you in return."

Jason was glad he had changed sheets yesterday. His bedroom was in good order, and with no other fears or objections, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. Since both were in only swimsuits, that part of the foreplay didn't take very long, to their slight disappointment.

But to Jason's delight, when he saw Beth naked, she was beautiful, comfortable and not shy at all. She was ready to give up her greatest gift to him.

She was giving herself to him. Her innocence. Her virtue.

Jason would not abuse that gift, and vowed to treasure it forever.

Beth had seen naked men in an African village before. It had not been arousing to her whatsoever, but it had not been gross or scary. Jason- tall, bronzed from hours in the sun, muscular, broad chested, powerful arms- had put her to ease. She saw his member growing as they touched and embraced and kissed. She soon became aware of the sticky fluid leaking out of the tip of his cock. Aware that is was precum, it's purpose was to ready his urethra for his sperm delivery into her womb. Without that, the toxicity would kill the first swimmers out of his body, making pregnancy less likely.

But THAT was science. THIS was more...

She knelt down, and taking his cock into her hands, she felt it, rubbed it, studied it, and licked it. It jumped in her hands and he let out a gasp. She knew men liked it when women did that.

She may have been a virgin. She may have even been somewhat innocent. But she was not naive.

"You like that, don't you, Jason." A statement, not a question.

"Yes! But you don't have to..."

"I want the full experience. I want to give my entire self over to you and hope you do the same. I am new to this, so you can give me feedback if you feel like it."

She continued to lick and twist her hand around his cock as she sucked. He had a difficult time believing she had never done this before.

"Oh my! Beth, I'm so close!" Jason warned. She picked up the pace, and as he spurted into her mouth she pulled away, coating her face, then put him back inside and swallowed the rest of his load.

"I assume as a healthy young man, you will be ready again shortly. In the meantime, what do you have in mind?" Beth asked.

Jason's mind was cloudy, in a post orgasmic bliss, but he quickly came up with an idea. "Lie down on my bed. You deserve a turn."

Beth had seen Tanya suck off Rick before which is why she had an idea as to what to do to Jason. She had also seen Rick lick Tanya's pussy many times. Beth was smart and had learned well from books and observing...

And there had been Joni, her friend in high school back in Omaha. The girl who had manipulated her thanks to Rick and Tanya. Joni, who had told people, giving Beth the nickname "Lezzy Lizzy".

But all of that was ancient history now. She had forgiven them because that's what she believed. Maybe doing this with Jason was out of character for her, but she didn't care.

Her desire for this man was too strong to resist.

She scooted back onto the bed and opened her legs wide, knees up, like she had seen Tanya do many times. Like she had done once for Joni and Joni had done once for her. With Joni, it had felt wrong. With Jason, it would feel much better.

Jason, meanwhile, loved to eat pussy. His freshman year roommate in the dorms had a slutty girlfriend who would come by sometimes when her "boyfriend" was at class. Jason had fucked her more than once, and she had taught Jason how to eat pussy like a champ.

Now Beth would benefit from that affair.

He gently felt her with his fingers. Her slit was open, but was tight and small. It looked like a small, puffy peach. He had to work his finger inside her twat but he found a slick, thick, gooey grool of pussy cum. He worked a second in, and when he pulled them out, there was a sticky film between his fingers.

She was ready for him.

He pulled apart her outer lips and licked the inside folds.

She gasped.

"Oh that feels sooooo gooood, Jason."

She didn't have to know that he probably enjoyed it as much as she did. If he had to choose between receiving a blowjob or eating pussy, he'd choose eating pussy. He loved to make his woman cum, and then fucking her, releasing his load that way.

Jason continued to lick. The friction of his wet tongue inside her well lubed slit seemed like a paradox, but putting all of that aside Beth just enjoyed the ride. She could feel her face and chest blush, she massaged her breasts and touched her rock hard nipples. The vision in her eyes became cloudy and unfocused, her breathing became faster. She could feel her temperature rise as a tingle started at her midsection and ended in a powerful explosion, curling her toes and making her body convulse like she was being electrocuted.

She thought she knew what an orgasm felt like, but that felt like no orgasm she had ever had before.

"OH! MY! GOD! OHMYGOD OHMYGOD! YES!" she shouted.

Beth had never seen Tanya react like that before.

"Oh my, oh my, Jason! Please be ready! Please be ready! I need to feel you inside me. My body NEEDS to feel you!"

Jason was ready, and quickly grabbed a condom and rolled it down his shaft. Condoms were intended to fit tight around a man's cock, but Jason had never had one feel THIS tight before. He assumed it was a testament to his state of arousal.

Knowing she was a virgin, he didn't know if he would find her hymen or not. He quickly got between her legs, which she spread further apart, as he placed the tip of his cock at her opening and looked into her eyes- those beautiful blue eyes that invited him inside. There was going to be no going back in a matter of seconds and inches.

He lowered himself, rubbed her nose with his and kissed her. Silently he asked her if she was ready. She barely nodded, but her eyes told him all he needed to know.

The deflated reservoir tip of his condom lead the way. He slowly pushed his way past her outer lips. He could feel the warmth of her body through the impersonal latex condom as he pushed past the location her hymen had been, but athleticism had inadvertently removed. They would never share the "trophy" of blood and pain, but they would not share the unpleasantness of that either.

As the tip of his cock plowed ahead, he could feel her tight muscles slowly relax, allowing him passage to her deepest, most intimate chamber. When he had fully entered her, he rested. He looked down at her, and seeing that she had forgotten to breathe, he kissed her, snapping her out of her spell.

"Oh, my, Jason. I feel so full. Like I have never been complete until now," she said, barely above a whisper.

"I have never felt so connected," he replied.

Now was not the time to share his new number of 5 with her, but what he said had been the truth. Even the "meaningful" sex he had before bore no resemblance to the sensation and emotion coursing through his body right now.

If either of them died now, they would die happy. But now was not the time to think about that. He slowly slid back, pulling almost all of the way out of Beth, leaving just the tip inside her outer lips. Her juices left on the condom, he marveled at the sight. Every one of his senses was on fire, and Beth's senses were equally alive. His next push was faster, causing them both to exhale, then the withdrawal and subsequent push back in was faster. Even though Beth had never had a man inside her before, they both settled into a routine that maximized pleasure for both.

Sweat, emotion, arousal- they drove on and Beth warned Jason that she was close.

"Cum for me, Beth. I want to feel you cum."

"Cum with me, Jason."

Just then, her body was racked with another powerful orgasm. Her body went rigid and her pussy clamped down, trying to squeeze his cock, locking it inside of her, milking it for all she was worth.

She was worth every bit of it, and more.

Just then, his body convulsed. He came so hard the tendons in his knees hurt and his eyes went dark. It's amazing that he didn't blow the end of the condom out, but it did its job and held his load in. Her pussy was convsing less now, and eventually it subsided just as his cock was starting soften. He rolled over and collapsed on his side of the bed, and she rolled over on top of him, her right hand on his left shoulder and her right leg draped over his right leg while they both enjoyed their post-orgasm bliss.

Neither one had ever felt like this before.

Eventually his dick shriveled back to its normal size and the condom was still left on him, full of his cum on the inside and covered on the outside with her juices. Eventually she broke the silence and said, "I started on the pill last week. In a month or so we should be safe enough to not need condoms."

"So, I guess that means you liked it and want to do it again?" he joked.

"Loved it almost as much as I think I love you, Jason."

"Give me 10 minutes, and I will be ready again, My Love," he said.

"No hurry, we have the rest of their lives," she replied.

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