More Fun with the Girl Next Door

Amanda and I spent that summer exploring each other and ourselves as often as we could reasonably manage, which wasn’t as often as we would have liked.  Being next door to each other was convenient when we were both home alone, but it made it nearly impossible to be right next door without anyone knowing when either of our families were around.  Our siblings worked minimum-wage-type jobs, so their hours varied widely.  Sometimes we’d have a few days in a row to ourselves, and then we might have barely any time for a week or two.   On this occasion, it was late morning on a weekday when Amanda messaged me.  “I’m so horny right now, can I come over?  My dad decided to work from home today so my house is out.”  I messaged her back that if she was in dire straits she could come over, but my sister was home.  I could just tell her we were going to watch a movie in my room and she’d leave us alone.  Amanda must have been thinking about it for a minute as I waited without response, but then she messaged back, “OK.  I really need your fingers ;)” A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and I heard my sister tell Amanda that I was up in my room.  Her footsteps padded up the stairs and through my doorway, and when she saw me she grinned and bounced over, her beautiful dark red hair flowing around her face as she did.  She kissed me deeply, her tongue darting into my mouth, and she pressed her body against mine.  I could feel her grin again through our kiss when she felt my erection.  She placed a hand on my butt and ground herself against it.  I broke off our kiss and went to close my bedroom door.  Having your door closed with a guest over was against the rules for both of us, but the rules really only applied with our parents.  As long as we were relatively discrete, our siblings would give us a pass and we would do the same for them. Amanda had taken to wearing outfits that allowed easy access when we got together.  When we were alone she often wore a bikini, but when others were around she’d usually wear something less revealing like a summery dress.  That day she wore a loose frilly skirt that came down to the middle of her toned thighs and a tank top.  When I walked back to her and resumed our kiss, I placed my hand on her ass, then slipped it up under her skirt.  To my surprise, I discovered that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.  I felt her smile through our kiss again when she knew I’d discovered her secret.  She leaned into my ear and whispered, “Do you like?” My dick throbbed against her thigh in response.  She often didn’t wear a bra - as her nipples straining against her shirt indicated was the case now - but she’d never foregone her panties before.  It felt wild and sexy in a brand new way. I pulled her back to my couch and sat down and she straddled my lap.  We continued to kiss, and in this position I quickly realized that I had easy access to the foremost object of my desires.  I placed my hands on her thighs, then slipped them under her skirt and lifted it out of the way.  She trembled slightly as her pussy became completely exposed.  I reached down to touch her and happily discovered that she was very wet down there already. I groaned my appreciation softly and another smile spread across her face as said, “I told you was horny.” I ran my middle finger up and down along one side of her lower lips, then circled around her opening once or twice before finally teasing it with my fingertip.  She thrust her tongue into my mouth as I lightly rubbed her wet hole with my finger.  I could tell it was nearly as much as she could take, so I finally relented and began to insert two fingers inside her.  She sighed a wonderful sigh of release and sank her pussy down on my fingers until they couldn’t go any further.  Then she began to sway her hips and grind herself up and down on my hand.  The scent of her sex began to fill the room and I found it intoxicating.  In no more than thirty seconds or so, she buried her head into my shoulder, thrust down on my fingers one last time, and came with a powerful shiver.  I’d love to think I had brought that to her, but the reality is she was as horny as I’d ever seen her and she knew how to get herself off - I was just the help. She lay against me for a few moments with my fingers still inside her, then I began to withdraw them and she turned and kissed me deeply again.  She sat back slightly and looked me in the eyes, and I could tell she wasn’t done yet; she could still feel the itch inside that needed to be scratched.  It wasn’t the first time our play would lead to more than one orgasm for Amanda, but it was an uncommon occurrence.  Usually the first one set her happily to rights, and I certainly didn’t know enough at the time to keep her cumming again and again.  But this time the first one hadn’t been quite enough and she was looking for another. She pushed me down sideway, shifted so I could lay on my back then straddled me again- her pussy sitting directly on top of my erection, covered by the frills of her skirt.  She lay forward on top of me with her knees still bent and her legs to either side.  She wrapped her arms around my head and began to grind her clit against the hardness of my dick straining through my shorts.  As she humped herself against me in almost desperate earnestness, I reached back and placed my hands against her ass, pushing her skirt out of the way so my hands could rest on her bare skin.  I grabbed her cheeks and squeezed them, pulling her aching body against me.  I began to move my hand to squeeze her again just as she thrust backward, and the tip of my middle finger accidentally rubbed directly across her asshole.  It was unexpectedly exhilarating for me, and as I felt her shudder again I knew she had enjoyed it as well.  Feeling bold, I placed the tip of my finger back against her asshole and gently rubbed- not entering her, just teasing the surface.  She groaned, thrust hard against me and shuddered in orgasm for a second time. She panted heavily into my neck for a few moments then sat up, her hair disheveled and a look of complete but tired contentment on her face.  She closed her eyes and sat back off her knees, then leaned backward against the arm of the couch.  Her feet were now against her butt with her legs spread wide, and her skirt had fallen towards her revealing her sex to me in all its glory.  She was exposed to me more fully than she had ever been before and I couldn’t look away.  She was always complete shaved at that point and her pussy was a darker, brighter pink than usual- flush with excitement and the rubbing it had just experienced. She was swollen and puffy, her thick outer lips dominating her small inner labia.  Her opening was wet, inviting, and slightly pulsing still.  She opened her eyes and when saw me staring at her in awe she began to laugh.  She sat up and smiled as she playfully pushed my head aside.  She pushed me gently backward and said, “Your turn, handsome.” I stood up and unzipped my shorts, pulling them off along with my boxers, freeing my cock from it’s confinement.  I sat back down next to her and she leaned over and gently brushed her fingers along my rigid shaft.  She wrapped her hand just underneath the head and began to rub her thumb gently a few times against the sensitive front as she knew I liked.  After a few moments she lightly squeezed halfway up my length and ran her hand upward to the top, causing a thick bead of cum to flow out from the end.  She slid off the couch and knelt between my legs in front of me. Lifting her shirt up and off, she revealed her lovely breasts to me for the first time that day.  She reached down, gathered the cum along her finger, then brushed it across her right nipple and squeezed it gently.  She knew I loved to watch her play with her large, firm tits, so she cupped her hands under them softly, then began kneading them with her palms and fingers, pushing them together, teasing her nipples.  She placed an arm underneath them and leaned forward, pushing her full, perky breasts toward me. She wrapped her other hand around my throbbing cock and leaned in closer.  I could feel her breath on my manhood as she pursed her lips and let a long strand of saliva drip from her mouth down onto my dick.  She began to stroke me slowly, then speeding up faster, faster, until she knew I wouldn’t last much longer.  I was almost at the breaking point when she pushed her breasts against me, rubbing them against my cock, and as I felt the smooth warmth of her against me it was too much.  My orgasm erupted; cum shot up and hit her neck, causing her to yelp, then continued to spurt and flow from my cock, covering her tits.  She milked every drop out onto her chest, then lifted her hand up and licked the cum off of it into her mouth with a grin. I lay back, exhausted.  Amanda sat back asnd shifted her legs to the side and stared down at the mess we had made together with delight.  She had still never said anything to me directly, but her fascination and appreciation toward my cum had become more obvious to me by now.  She looked quite pleased with herself as she reached down and touched it with her finger, swirling it around.  She still had one arm propping her breasts up from below, and as she let it down the pool of cum that had gathered in the middle separated and flowed down her cleavage.  Her face was slightly flushed and she stared for a moment, then blinked her eyes and looked away, as if coming out of a trance. She stood up and walked over to my bedroom door, peeked out to make sure the coast was clear, then darted across the hall and into the bathroom, still topless.  In a few moments she was back, her breasts and ass bouncing delightfully as she moved swiftly into the room and closed the door again behind her with a smile.  If I were more aware then, that probably would have been the day I also discovered her voyeuristic tendencies.  She had retrieved a wet washcloth, with which she now proceeded to clean the cum from her breasts - perhaps more slowly and thoroughly than necessary - then from me.  Finally we got dressed and lay down together on the couch to relax and watch a movie to carry out our ruse- though I have no idea what it was.