The Neighbourhood (Closed)

I wasn't much for parties, so even though everyone in the neighborhood was having fun over inside the house (at the party that my brother, Damien, was hosting), I took the opportunity to lay down in the lawn, trying to get some kind of tan. I tried to remember that maybe I shouldn't take too long, out in the middle of the sun, given my complexion and the likelihood that I would end up with sunburn, given that my skin didn't take sunlight too kindly for too long.

A few boys would, on their way inside, notice me and even though I wasn't looking directly at them, I knew that their eyes were scanning every inch of my body. I mean, I was here, lying down in a skimpy bikini. Their eyes would surely go over my long legs, strong stomach and large breasts - I would have felt flattered, if they weren't all about eighteen years old, around the age of Damien. But whatever barrier I felt towards these boys, they certainly didn't feel the same about me. I was just known as 'Ashley' to most of them, the sexy 25 year old living in the same neighborhood as them.

Oh well, I just needed to ignore them all. How hard could it be?

Damien smiled as another couple o his bodies walked in through the door. The party was bumping. There was food and music and beer and he thought there might even be someone around smoking some weed

Damien was something of the classic Nordic build. Large thick arms and chest, broad shoulders and a good height. His hair was golden like his sisters, and he had emerald eyes cut from gems. He looked around and noticed a small cluster of
Some of the lamer guys staring out te window. Damon was instantly worried about cops or noisy neighbors. But they were just oggling his older sister

Where Damien had te Viking look going on, Ashley had the swimsuit model going on. Damien could not deny how hot she was, and if he was perfectly honest with himself. He had fantasizes once or twice about his older sister. She was hot, but that didn't make it ok

"Alright guys quit staring at
My sister" he said in a gruff voice that sent them scattering. Then he drew a deep breath and headed out towards where she laid

His eyes drank in the full round tits that made her slight figure seem like it was going to topple
Over, and that long golden hair

"Hey sis. Why don't you come in and have a drink. If I don't draw you into some trouble then I'll have to worry about you ratting me out" he said as he crossed his hands behind his back, the swim shorts he wore were snug and long, his muscles heavy and thick. And his eyes vote down on her

"Come in sis"

"Hey sis. Why don't you come in and have a drink. If I don't draw you into some trouble then I'll have to worry about you ratting me out"

I laughed and replied "Nah, it's okay Damien. Besides, I don't think that I'd mix well with your friends." And I thought that the matter was settled, but as always, my little brother convinced me otherwise.

"Come in sis"

With a groan, I replied "Fiiiiine", leaving the patio seat behind me as I walked into the shade of our home. Well, I had to admit that it felt pretty nice getting away from the harsh sun.

Lance watched as Damien went out and got his sister to come in. He was watching from a different window. Watching her like he always had, from afar. He grew up three houses down, and had often snuck over this way in his younger years in hopes of catching a glimpse of her changing or something. He never had

But now he smiled as he mixed up the strongest drink he knew not was some crazy tequila shooter that had almost no taste of tequila. He liked to call it the chick getter. He headed out to the foyer just as she sauntered in

"Hey Ashley. I made this drink for some girl and I can't find her. You want it?" He aske as he handed it off.

"Don't know if you remember me. I'm Lance, grew up down the street. " he said kind of nervously. He had decided that as summer was near that he would love woth no regrets. An he had spent years regretting not throwing himself at Ashley

He was tall, lithe, with cool blue ees and raven hair. The physique of a swimmer. Where lance was a mountain, lance was a whip

"So how te he'll have you been. You enjoying the real world or do you wish you were still back in college" he asked as he began to walk beside her, lettin her lead the way

"Hey Ashley. I made this drink for some girl and I can't find her. You want it?" a young man said, handing me over a shot of...whatever this was. Still, while I wasn't much of a drinker, the atmosphere here kind of called for some substance abuse.

I took the shot and felt the alcohol burn behind my throat. It was pretty strong.

"Don't know if you remember me. I'm Lance, grew up down the street. "

I vaguely recalled the name. A neighbor or something? I smiled and replied "Oh, well hi Lance. How are you?"

Of course, I had no real intention of chatting it up with Damien's friends, but I needed to be polite, no?

"So how te he'll have you been. You enjoying the real world or do you wish you were still back in college"

"I found college to be a bit overrated." I said with a short laugh "The real world is fine. What about you? Looking forward to college?"

He smiled as he walked along with her. Taking her disinterest as a chance to stalk. His eyes consumed her as he followed her, watching her plump little ass wiggling in her bikini bottoms

"Oh I can't wait. I've gotten stuck with such a stupid reputation here" he sai with a grin as he followed e towards the back if the house, the party thinning out a bit, between the beer and the pool

"Highschool just didn't ever give me a chance" he told her as he followed her down another hall

"What about you. How a the boyfriend. At least I assume you have one" he said as he tried
To keep his eyes up, just in case she turned around. But she was leading him further from the party. He had expected they would go to the pool, but they hadn't

I suppose that my familiar surroundings got the best of me - as I mindlessly went through the halls of my place, ending up to what seemed to be my father's office in order to escape the noise. I had hardly noticed Lance, who was following after our brief chat at the kitchen. Oh well.

"What about you. How a the boyfriend. At least I assume you have one"

"Hm, I don't actually." I replied honestly, with a faint smile "We broke up about a week ago. How about you?"

I then chuckled and said "Oh, sorry. I came here to escape the noise. I'm going to assume that you want to go outside to join your friends?"

He smiled at her responses

"Oh what, out there with them? No not really" he told her with a sly smile

"So why no boyfriend, you are gorgeous, you have an amazing figure" and his eyes slid over her slowly as he drank in the way her full breasts fought against the skimpy top. Her bottoms hugging those swaying hips so perfectly

"I mean really. Are those fake?" He asked with a small grin as his blue eyes slid up to hers. He knew he was pushing it, but he hoped that the tequila would make her a little more playful and he had to ignore her comment about escape. He knew why she had brought him back here, even if she hadnt.

The look he gave him was a little disarming though, but he powered through

"What? We are both mature adults here. I'm sorry if your not capable of having a grown up conversation about your body" he said as he smiled to himself. This just might work yet !

"Thanks, I guess but-"
"I mean really. Are those fake?"

I gasped playfully at his suddenly bold question. Seeing this, probably, as an opportunity to be a little more playful, he added:

"What? We are both mature adults here. I'm sorry if your not capable of having a grown up conversation about your body"

I chuckled and replied "It's none of your business but...no, they're not fake. They move around, unlike cheap silicon. I'd let you feel but yeah, no."

He chuckled at her little quip

"Then show me? Let me see them move. What's the harm? If it matters ill show you mine" he said as his hand slid over his groin

"Come on its a party. Live a little" he said as he flashed her his best smile

"Well, I'm not going to flash you, if that's what you're asking." I said with a chuckle. My hands did however go to my breasts, barely grasping the contours before I lifted them and dropped them within my bikini top, moving them as so he could see the jiggle and sway.

"See? They're real."

His jaw fell open as her hands slid over the full round swells of her chest. The flesh billowed and jiggled so deliciously that lance had to lick his lips. He found his hand shift on his groin as she hefted them, letting them bounce in their restraints

"I dunno. They could just be done really well. If have to see them or feel them to be convinced. I bet they aren't. I bet that's why you won't show me. Besides who says flash anymore" he sai with a chuckle as he watched his words make her scowl.

"Are you chicken then?"

"Are you chicken then?"

"Okay, okay fine look - I'll let you feel them, but only for a minute okay?" I said with a smile, confident that it would put his suspicions at rest. Besides, this was sort of fun...

He perked up instantly at her response

" all right" he said with a grin as he stepped up to her, standing half a foot taller, he breathed on her scent as he lifted his hands up, but kept them back a few inches

"Ready when you are" he told her with a grin as he winked at her. He was amazed that he would finally, after all these years, feel Ashley's tits

" I've been wanting to do this for years" he said with a grin, waiting for her

I simply watched, breathing a bit heavily as his hands went to the top of my breasts, grabbing them both so eagerly. It felt a bit nice - being so secluded and having some guy feel me up like this. So, when Lance said " I've been wanting to do this for years" with a grin, I replied:

"Well...whenever you're ready."

He slowly let his hands come to rest on the soft warm curves of her full breasts. He squeezed softly and slowly watching her flesh billow out of her top. His fingers slid over silky flesh and the mesh of her top. He squeezed her tits together, hefted them feeling their weight

He groaned softly as his cock began to swell in his shorts

"I never imagined" he said in. Whispered tone as he watched her flesh spill out around his large hands. As he worked her tits he slowly worked her top further and further apart. Exposing more flesh. He locked his lips and groaned as his cock swelled in his shorts

"I dunno. I think I need to see to be sure, and that would be a dream come true"

God, how did I let him feel me up so easily?

...And how come I was enjoying this? I felt a bit ashamed, truth be told, seeing how Lance was my brother's friend (or maybe acquaintance), being around the same age as him...

"I dunno. I think I need to see to be sure, and that would be a dream come true"

"Well...You can take my top off, I guess."

He just chuckled as she gave in. She was too easy, and the fact that he had Damien's sister. Hot ass alone in the office! And playing!!!

"Oh really?" He said with a grin as his hands slid around in circles on her massive tits. Then they slowly slid up and down the insides of rethink material. His thumb catching the edges, then he slowly pulled them to the side, watching her full cleavage billow out, finally bouncing as the material yields and her tots popped free

They were pert hefty orbs peaked with light brown nipples a shade darker the her skin

"Oh god!" He groaned as his cock throbbed hard in his shorts. Hi hands slid bak over the soft silky flesh as he squeezed then again and again

"Ok. They are definitely real" he said with a smile as he stepped closer to her

"Real and perfect" then he glanced into her eyes.

"Now I've seen yours, don't you wanna see mine?" He asked with a smile

"Go ahead and pull it out " he said in a husky voice as his fingers caught her nipples an tugged on them ever so lightly

"Go on"

I was surprised, I think, over how easily he 'let me off the hook' after I showed him my breasts, but I knew that it wasn't over juding from the look in his eyes. A soft moaned escaped my lips when he pulled on my nipples, asking me if I wanted to see his own private place.

My hand went to his pants, gradually moving to the zipper...

"Ah!" I gasped, already feeling the massive bulge growing in his bottoms, a tent eagerly greeting me. Still, I pulled it out and saw the massive hard shaft.

"Oh my god..." were the only words that seemed appropriate.

He grinned as she slinger hand over the bulge along his thigh. The sound that slipped from er lips as she untied his shorts, and pulled hisncock free made him smile

"You like?" He asked as er hands stared down at the thick 10 inches of semi hard dick in her hand

"Cause he has liked what he has seen" he told her as his hands slowly squeezed her hefty breasts again, feeling her nipples stiffen further

Just then there was a knock on the door. It was Damien

"Come on sis. Come and hang out". Lance froze with his cock in her had. Her broke would flip if they got busted!