“ Hi, mum !"I called out as I entered the nominal head doorway of our house.

"Hi, Marie"My mum called back, from the living room.

I popped my head through the living way door to let my mum know I was going on a higher floor to change. I was expecting her to be alone reading or watching telly. But she was not alone. A man in his late mid-twenties was seated on the armchair recliner.

"Marie, before you go up, I want you to meet someone."Said my mum."This is Mr Schneider. He is the new neighbor future door."

"Oh, ok."I Said and walked into the room. The man was quite good looking and obviously kept in decent chassis. It initially worried me that my mother was attracted to him.

"It's nice to receive you, Marie."Said the man."Your mother has told me all about you."

He looked at me up and down, his oculus lingering on the hemline of my scant annulus and material of the low opaque tights covering my second joint. Then he looked into my middle and smiled. It didn't feeling like I had to be worried about Mr Shneider and my mother. He was obviously more interested in younger women.

At that moment, I felt very conscious about what I was wearing. I was in my college uniform, which consisted of a blue skirt, blue tights, a White person blouse and a bluing sport coat.

I smiled at him and found myself brushing my hair back as he smiled at me. He seemed oddly familiar, but I wasn't sure from where I knew him.

"You may discern Mr Schneider."Said my mum, giving me the solvent."He plays for Albion United."

"Ah, I thought I recognised you."I said to him, smiling. Albion United was the local football game team which plays in the irregular section."You're John Schneider. You play in defence."

"That's right, I normally play full-back."

St. John's eyes flicked down to my hemline again. I smiled and shrugged.

"fountainhead, now that you and Mr Schneider are acquainted."Said my mum."Why don't you sit down and maintain him ship's company, while I go and make some tea."

"Oh, OK."I said. My mum left the living room.

As I took my blazer off, I could sense his eyes linger on the synopsis of breasts, covered by my plain White River bra and white blouse. I didn't look at him. Instead, I bent over, in front of him, placing my folded blazer and bag on the sofa. I turned turn, catching him staring at my behind. I smiled, at him, again pretending not to point out. He shifted his regard to see me in the eyes, seemingly unfazed at being caught.

I sat on the lounge in front of him. I felt a footling awestruck to be in the presence of one of the Albion players.

"Your mother mentioned that it's your birthday, today."

I smiled in response."Yes, XVIII today

"Happy Birthday !"

"Thanks."

His gaze flicked from my face, to my breast and then down to my hemline again. I realised that my annulus had automatically ridden up when I sat down, revealing much of my speed thigh. I adjusted the hem of my dame, to let out LE of my leg.

"So, do you go to the secret plan ?"John asked, looking me in the eyes again.

"Sometimes."I said."But not every week. I sometimes go with my boyfriend."Nervously, I caressed the material of my leotards covering my genu."He supports the squad fanatically. He has a season ticket and goes to all the games, even the away matches."

John's regard shifted to my hemline again. I looked down to find that my hands had unconsciously again pushed the hem of my skirt up my second joint.

"Your boyfriend is a lucky man."privy's oculus flicked between my breasts and my thighs, licking his lips. I should feature been disgusted by his behaviour. But oddly, I felt flattered, and a little excited.

"And I am a lucky girl."I replied cheerily, pretending to be oblivious to his leering gaze.

I crossed my peg and continued to caress the material of my unintelligible tights, the feeling of the fabric tingling under the tips of my fingers. John Schneider continued to gaze at my thighs, a smirk crossing his brass. I let him leer, enjoying his attention and obvious desire for my youthful body.

The spell was broken when my mum returned with the tea. John swiftly tore his middle away from my pegleg and I quickly covered my thighs with my skirt.

Fortunately, my mum didn't seem to detect anything amiss."

I stood up and picked up my bag and blazer."well, I have to go and get changed."I turned to John."It was nice to meet you, Mr Schneider."I said.

"The pleasure is all mine."He replied, leering at my body one in conclusion time.

I ran upstairs, telling myself that I was happy to get away from creepy leering John Schneider. Although, in reality, I'd pretty much enjoyed his attentions.

When I got into my bedchamber, I put down my bag and blazer on my desk chair and sat down on my bed with a suspiration. I looked at myself in the mirror which was to the side of the bed. I smiled at my pretty fount and forgetful dark hair. My regard drifted down to my bosom and to my second joint. Oddly, I found myself captivated by the outline of my bra through my blouse, the hemline of my chick and the material of my tights. It excited me that my choice of vesture had aroused a man so much that he could not take his eye off me.

I felt my hands drift up my thigh, my fingertips and my loin tingling under the feel of my leotards. I pulled my skirt up above my waist and opened my legs. I caressed the social movement of my white cotton wool panty through my leotards. I heard myself suspiration as I watched my hand caressing my dispirited abdomen in the mirror. For some reason, it was really turning me on. I imagined what it would be like for creepy John to caress my tights.

My right hand drifted down to my private parts where my digit began caressing the bud of my button through my tights and panties. I moaned, aroused at the quite a little, imagining it was creepy John's fingers.

There was a knock at the door."Marie. Are you dressed ? Can I come up in ?"

Wide-eyed in affright, I quickly covered myself, just before my mum walked in. She never waits for permission to record my room.

"Oh, you're still in your college clothes."She said.

"Er, Yes. I was about to change."

"Never brain. Before you do, could you do me a quick favour ?"

"Sure, mum."I said, happy that she hadn't seemed to remark how hot and bothered I was.

"I want to give Mr Schneider this spare key for emergencies."She handed me a keyring with a key attached."Could you hired hand this into him ? He left before I was able-bodied to founder it to him."

"Er, doesn't Mrs Fernandez have a part with key for us ?"I asked.

"Yes, but it's always good to have another in case she's not available."

"Oh, OK."Feigning reluctance.

"Can you use up it now ?"

"Er, sure, mum."I sighed and took the keyring from her.

I nipped downstairs and out the front door. I didn't bother to put my blazer on since I was only going succeeding room access. It looked like I would give birth to let creepy John leer at me again tonight. Part of me was weirdly tingling with anticipation. I tried to dismiss the genius and walked up creepy John's drive.

When I reached the figurehead door, I considered just putting it through the varsity letter box. But decided I should hold it to him directly. It was the polite thing to do. That's what I told myself anyway.

I rang the buzzer and creepy bathroom promptly answered.

"how-do-you-do, Marie."He smiled and looked me up and down, his middle wandering between my fount, tit and skirt hemline."Nice to see you again. What can I do for you ?"

"Er, my mum wanted me to give you these keys."

"Ah, yes. That was quick."

I turned to go.

"Why don't you come in for a moment ?"He said."I could sacrifice you an autograph picture for your boyfriend."

"Er, I really must get back."I said.

"Oh, get on."Said creepy John."It will be a Nice surprise for him."

He opened the door extensive to let me in. I paused for a import telling himself that I should just go home. But I didn't want to be impolite. And anyway, John was right. My boyfriend would be delighted with the autograph.

"Oh, OK."I said."But just for a minute."

I walked in the front door. Creepy John ushered me towards the living room.

"Ladies first."He said.

As I walked into his livelihood room, I could find creepy John's eyes fixed on my hindquarters through my tight skirt.

"Here, have a seat on the couch."He said."I'll go and get a photo."

I obediently sat on his couch where indicated, even if it did depend a bit too cosy.



As I sat alone, I looked round the livelihood room. It was very tidy and with nice décor, clearly influenced by a feminine touch.

Creepy John soon came back with his exposure and sat right following to me ; his pelvic girdle pressed against mine.

"Is your mate at home ?"I asked.

"My wife Jane is out a work."John smiled and leered at my tit and thigh."She won't be back for a yoke of hours."

"That's a shame."I said."I would have liked to fulfill her."

"Here's is the autographed picture I promised."He said placing it on the chocolate table.

"Thanks."I picked up the photo and looked at it. It was simple image of john Schneider in his Albion United strip show with his theme song scrawled across it."My boyfriend will be thrilled."

"But I think we both know why you are really here."Creepy John took the photo out of my hands and placed it on the chocolate table in strawman of us.

"I don't know what you mean."I said, frowning.

Creepy lav turned his body towards me and placed his hand on my thigh and started to caress the fabric of my tights.

"Oh, Mr Schneider !"I said."What are you doing ?"

Now both his hands were all over me, feeling up my thighs and squeezing my breast through my blouse and bra.

"I think we both know you want a piece of John Schneider."He said. His manpower returned to my thighs. He sneered down in lust as I felt his hands move up and down the material of my tights.

"Mr Schneider. !"I gasped."We really shouldn't."

He pulled up my dame to let on my white step-in through my tights.

"Phooaar !"Creepy John's grinned with delight.

"Mr Schneider."I said."I really don't think we should be doing this."

"Oh, God, Marie."He said, rubbing my lower abdomen and pussy through my tights and panties."You are so piece of ass horny."

Creepy lav got on his articulatio genus and started to kiss the front line of my pantie through my tights, while his hired hand caressed my thighs.

"Oh, God, Marie."He said. You are so horny in these tights and panties."

I have to include that this bemused me a bit. I was just wearing habitue tights and my underclothes were just the banner small cotton panties that college girls normally wear. To me, there was zip particularly sexy about them. But for some reason, creepy whoremonger was really into them.

I looked on as Creepy John's finger massaged the bud of my clit through my tights and panties.

"Mr Schneider, please…"I pleaded weakly."Please stop…"

But the truth was, my body didn't want him to stop. My legs had opened up before him, welcoming and encouraging him to kiss and caress the most intimate surface area of my body.

I should feature felt disgusted and revolted by creepy Saint John's actions. I should suffer resisted him and objected to his advances. But I didn't want to. I was actually enjoying the quite a little of creepy John's fingers and mouth brush over the cloth of my leotards, with that spellbind expression of delectation on his face.

"Oh, Mr Schneider, we mustn't."I sighed, gently pushing his face against my clitoris through my leotards and step-in."Please stop."

To my surprisal, and disappointment, he did stop. But he wasn't finished with me. He stood up and opened his jeans to let out his erect cock bulging under his briefs.

He quickly took off his lower clothing and pulled my typeface towards his cock. It was rock hard and perhaps a little heavy than norm.

Before I knew it, I had my hands round the prick of his cock and was stroking it gently. I thought about Cameron, my boyfriend and told myself that I really shouldn't do this. But creepy-crawly John had such a hot athletic organic structure and I couldn't resist the opinion of desire building inside me. I just had to suck that big hard prick in front of me.

A moment later, I had creepy John the Divine's shaft in my oral cavity. I sucked, kissed and licked the length of the shaft, savouring the taste of his pre-cum and the sensation of hardness against my lips and upper mouth.

"Oh, God !"John moaned."My prick has never felt so big and hard."

I smiled up at him and took his shaft deep into my throat. He pushed my drumhead against him until I felt myself choke. I gasped for air, sticky saliva and pre-cum dribbling onto my chin.

"Oh, you are such a contaminating little slut."Growled creepy john, pushing my face back onto his cock.

I eagerly took it into my mouth again, savouring his hardness on my lips and in my mouth. Intermittently, I kissed and licked the tip of his cock.

"Oh, yes."Sneered creepy John."If only your fellow could see you now slavering over my cock."

I would have expected such a comment to fill me with shame or guilt. But thinking of Cameron while slurping on another man's cock filled me only with excitation. I don't know why, because I actually liked my boyfriend.

I could just imagine what Cameron was doing now. He was probably doing homework for college or watching something on TV. Meanwhile I was allowing my new neighbor to stick his hard cock down my throat, after letting him palpate me up. Something Cameron would love to do if I let him.

The thought of my boyfriend quietly sitting at home just aroused me even more. I eagerly sucked and tongued creepy John the Divine's cock, as my fingers of my leave alone hired man gently massaged my clit through my tights and step-in.

"Oh, God."Moaned creepy toilet, thrusting his cock deep down my throat."I'm gon na come."

Creepy John the Divine tensed and groaned out loud. I felt his cum squirt inside my sass, causing me to gag and cash in one's chips as it went down my throat. Creepy John smirked with satisfaction at my discomfort as his cum and saliva dribbled from my mouth. I detached myself briefly from creepy can's cock, choking and gasping for intimation. Then, dutifully, I took his still erect cock in my mouth and sucked it dry.

"Oh, yeah !"He said.

He sat down beside me and fondled my boob and thighs again, leering at me with satisfaction. I let him do it, waiting to see what would encounter next.

But then the alarm from Creepy Joe's Mobile River sounded. With a sigh, he picked it up and looked at it.

"We'll have to block up here."He said."My wife is on her way. She'll'be back in 15 minutes."

"I'd honorable get back anyway."I said, a little disappointed."My mum will wonder where I was."

I quickly freshened up in the bathroom before heading out the front door.

"Don't forget this for your boyfriend."Creepy John handed me the signed autograph. I couldn't believe I'd almost forgotten it.

I took it and rushed household. I tried to run upstairs before my mum could see me. But she caught me.

"You were a while."She said.

"Er, yes."I replied."We were talking about the football team and Mr Schneider wanted to hold me a sign-language autograph for Cameron."

"Oh, that's nice."She said.

"I'm just going to change."I said, before running up to my room.

"Dinner will be in 15 minutes."She shouted after me.

I rushed into my room and sat on my bed in front line of the mirror. I opened my pegleg and hitched up my skirt. I thrust my correctly deal down the forepart of my leotards and panty, massaging my clit and pussy jam with my fingers.

I glanced down at the autograph photo lying on the bed beside me. I gasped with pleasure as I remembered creepy John's cock in my oral fissure, his script all over my body and the ecstatic aspect on his boldness as he came in my oral fissure.

It didn't take long for me to climax. I saw my nerve contort with rapture in the mirror and heard myself moan out flash, as my clit spasmed from the hidden bliss of orgasm. I just hoped that my mum wouldn't pick that very moment to barge into my room.

Luckily, she didn't disturb me and I soon lay back on the bed, feeling light-headed in post-orgasm walking on air. I picked up the autographed exposure that creepy John had given to me. Perhaps I wouldn't give it to my boyfriend after all, at least not right away. I had other USA for it .