The Neighbor

[Rain Girl]

I'm looking to start a RP where I'm a sultry, horny woman, 27, who's living alone in a prosperous neighborhood. You are the new neighbor, 18, still in high school, just moved in next door. To make a long story short - I seduce you for my sexual needs.

Anyone interested?

Only the most literate person welcome. Sorry, I can't stand chatspeak, or any grammar "short cuts" whatsoever.

 

[Drinking Cap]

Only the most literate person welcome.

Well, I'm a big fan of Joyce, having got through all of finnegan's wake and Ulysses and I'm a particularly big fan of Classic American novels, Hemingway and Fitzgerald particularly. I took a class or two on dickens as well.

Sorry, sorry. That'll be my last joke here. I'll move it to the GB.

 

[Rain Girl]

I myself am not a huge fan of Fitzgerald. I found the Great Gatsby to have a rather weak plot, to be honest. My personal favorite would be Joseph Heller, followed by Mark Twain.

And to think, for a moment there I thought someone had already responded to my thread.

 

[Drinking Cap]

I myself am not a huge fan of Fitzgerald. I found the Great Gatsby to have a rather weak plot, to be honest. My personal favorite would be Joseph Heller, followed by Mark Twain.

And to think, for a moment there I thought someone had already responded to my thread.

Well then, you're in luck. I'll volunteer my services as the lucky lad. Give me a second and I'll come up with a character.

 

[Drinking Cap]

Okay, here we go.

Eliot Fitzgerald
18 years old
5'11
165 lbs
Sandy blonde hair
Blue eyes

Bio: Fitzy is new to the area, his parents just recently moving again as they'd done twice before in his high school years. He's relatively good looking and fit but has yet to have a serious girlfriend due to the fact that his parents move around so much. Wears glasses and is kind of a quiet, studious type.

If that works for you, make the first post and I'll keep up as best as I can.

 

[Rain Girl]

Will do!

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Catalina Crusoe found herself more and more sex-craved every day of her life. She was like a deprived nymphomaniac, and it was almost driving her crazy.

At 27 years old, she led an almost dream life. A stock broker, she'd made it huge on an enourmous lucky streak that hadn't stopped. By 25 she'd had enough money to move out of the city and into the beautiful little suburbs, with the magnificient houses and the rich neighbors.

She had wealth, a certain degree of power, a nice house, a great car... she had whatever she could ever want, except one thing... A nice hard cock to satisfy her lonely nights.

Catalina got home from work at about 5 day, not even noticing the new cars next door. She headed upstairs, heaving a relieved sigh at being off. Her white blouse eccentuated her ample 32D bust, which seemed even larger from her small frame of only 5'3" and 100 pounds.

A shower was what she wanted right now, so she went straight upstairs to her bathroom, dropping her bag on her bed. After stripping off her clothes and letting the water get warm, she stepped inside, letting the water run over her long brown hair, and over her nude body. Within only a few seconds, the sensation had already turned her on. Almost without thinking, she took the shower head off the stand, and aimed it towards her shaved pussy.

She moaned slightly, and her left hand rubbed her nipple, making them firm. She switched the shower head to her other hand, and then reached for the dildo she left on the little stand out of habit.

Twenty minutes later, she stepped out of the shower. She'd had an orgasm, of course, but still she didn't feel satisfied. It wasn't like a cock, there was no passion. She needed that passion back, would do anything to get it...

 

[Drinking Cap]

Eliot Fitzgerald was sitting at his desk in his new room. It was big enough, a substantial upgrade over his old room, and opened out to a balcony and a private deck. It would have been the room of most teenagers dreams.

But all Eliot could think about was how much he was going to miss California. He'd just gotten settled in, had made friends and had even started dating a girl when his parents had told him they were moving again. His father was the Vice President of an Oil company and they'd moved four times. He turned off his computer and turned on his TV when he heard the phone ring. The ring tone indicated it was long distance. Eliot stretched across his desk to pick up the phone

"Hello, Fitzgerald residence" He mumbled.

"El honey, it's your mother" The airy, southern californian voice of his mother was loud and clear despite the fact that he knew the call was coming from Kuwait. His Father had been sent on a business trip and, for some reason, had taken his mother long with him.

"Hey mom, how goes propping up a corrupt theocracy?" He asked, slightly annoyed at the call

"Fine dear. Look I just wanted to call and make sure that nothing was going on. Remember, no parties while we're away"

"Mom we just moved here, who am I going to invite to a party" Eliot responded a little angrily

"Well, you might have thought it would be a good way to make new friends" Eliot groaned inwardly. It would have been. "Anyways dear, I've got to go. See you in a week."

Eliot put down the receiver and flipped on his television. Back home he'd have had something to do on a night like tonight. Here all he had was the choice of what to watch. He'd just settled on a Lakers game when the doorbell rang.

Who in the world could that be Eliot flipped the television off and hopped downstairs, he opened the door to see Ian "Stoner" Steinbaum. The closest thing he'd made to a friend in his first week of school. Ian was slightly chubby, with curly hair and wearing John Lennon type sunglasses, a Jimi Hendrix T-shirt and jeans

"Fitzy! Let's get it started in ha!" He yelled upon seeing his friend. Eliot shut his door behind him and stepped out onto his front porch.

"Sorry, Stoner, Can't have any parties while the folks are out." Eliot shook his head sadly

"So who's talking about a party, you pussy, I'm talking about you, me a fifty bag" At saying this Stoner reached into his pocket and produced a bag of weed "Head on over to Mercer's place and watch a movie, or listen to Floyd or something"

The thought really didn't appeal to Eliot, he had sort of hoped for a quiet night in. he was just going to respond when a car had pulled up into the neighboring driveway. An expensive car. It stopped and a beautiful woman got out. She was short, with long brown hair and what looked like an absolutely awesome body. The two teenage boys stared, slightly at disbelief, at the sight of her as she quickly made her way from the car to the house.

"Dude, who the hell is that" Stoner said, his eyes still riveted to where she'd been

"Got me. My new neighbour I suppose." Eliot responded, his eyes also glued to the same spot

Stoner turned back to Eliot

"Well, I definitely think you should make plans to head over, borrow a cup of sugar" Stoner put a lewd emphasis on sugar.

"Man, you saw her, she's probably got, like, a husband in the NFL or something. A woman that young, that fine living in this neighborhood." Eliot responded

"Fine then, you should rig a telescope at her bedroom, watch her changing or something"

"I don't own a telescope" Eliot shook his head with this

"Kind of missing the point here Fitzy" Stoner smiled again before checking his watch "Well, I'm going to head over to Mercer's, give the cell a ring if you want to meet up"

"Can do" Eliot nodded with a smile and watched as Stoner got into his jeep and drove off. He turned back to his door to head back into the house and discovered it was locked. His old house's front door hadn't locked automatically.

"Shit" Eliot exclaimed as he searched his pockets for either his keys or his cell phone. He found neither. He hopped off his porch and ran to the back door. It too was locked. He didn't want to smash a window but what could he do.

Then he remembered. This was an exclusive gated community. He could call the guards on duty and they could let him in. If he had his cell phone. He looked to the house the woman had gone into and started walking over. No crazy husband would be after him if he just used her phone, right?

Standing on her doorstep, Eliot rang the bell and self consciously straightened his hair and took his glasses off. He didn't know why, but he wanted to look his best for even talking to the woman he'd seen.

 

[Rain Girl]

Miss Crusoe

Catalina had barely been out of the shower for a minute before she heard the door rang.

"Son of a bitch, who the hell could that be?" She asked aloud.

Now, she'd have to go hurry and put some decent clothes on, go downstairs, still wet, and answer the door. Probably for just a stupid salesman too! Oh hell, what do I care what they think of me, she thought. She had no friends in the neighborhood, so its not like it could affect her status.

She shook out her hair, so at least it wasn't sopping wet, and wrapped a towel around her lithe body, before heading downstairs and answering the door.

She assumed her best bitch face, but when she saw who it was - an extremely cute young man - she was shocked for a minute. Great. was all she could think of.

"H-hello."

 

[Drinking Cap]

Eliot could scarcely believe his eyes. The woman had opened the door, wet and wearing just a towel. As good as she'd looked from the porch, up close and personal she looked even better. Breathtaking, gorgeous and with a body that would make a porn star proud. Eliot stared dumbstruck at her a second before opening his mouth, letting some words slip out

"Uh. Neighbour, house, locked out, uh, sorry" He choked out these words as best he could, still shocked from the site of her in the towel

Get a grip, you sound like a freaking mental patient he chastised himself before taking a moment to collect his thoughts

"Sorry, I'm Eliot Fitzgerald. Your new neighbour from next door." He pointed towards his own house. "I got locked out of my house and I was wondering if, perhaps, you'd let me come in and use your phone. To, you know, call the front gate and have them let me in. My house, I mean"

Well, that almost sounded like something someone who knew the definition of the word smooth would say He thought as he watched for her reaction.

 

[Rain Girl]

Miss Crusoe

No matter how stupid Eliot may have felt at her word choice, Catalina was barely listening to him anyways. Her pussy was still wet from her sexual acts in the shower, and besides, she was almost always horny these days.

"You want a phone?" She said after a minute, "Sure, sure, I'll go get one."

It was a rather rood response, as she didn't acknowledge him or introduce herself at all, but she was so flustered she needed to have a moment alone for a second. She hurried off to the kitchen, leaving him in the doorway.

There, she took a deep breath. So this was her neighbor... the thoughts were rushing through her head; How old is he? What are his parents like? How big is his cock?

She shook her head slightly, but nonetheless decided to play with him. She pulled the towel down more, so the highest part of it was only an inch above her nipples, then tightened it much more, causing her breasts to push up, making her cleavage amazingly obscene. At least half her thighs were exposed.

She picked up a cordless phone, then walked back in.

"Sorry about that. I'm Catalina Crusoe. It's a pleasure to meet you." He extended her hand, and she shook his hand.

"I'll dial the guard for you - oh, and sorry about the way I look. I wasn't expecting company."

She dialed the number, then handed him the phone.

 

[Drinking Cap]

"I'll dial the guard for you - oh, and sorry about the way I look. I wasn't expecting company."

She smiled a gorgeous smile and handed him the phone. Eliot blushed slightly. Was it his imagination or had the towel shrunk. He could self-conciously feel his erection grow as he checked out the valley of her cleavage.

Christ could those tits possibly be real? He wondered for a second. Having moved from the LA area, Eliot had his experience in looking at surgically enhanced breasts. They looked real enough but the impressive size and the perfect shape on such a small woman, well, if they were real, they were outstanding

"Yeah, no, I'm sorry for bothering you, Ms. Crusoe." He put the ear to the phone and listened to it ringing "It's a new house and the front door locks automatically and.."

The phone was answered on the other end and a gruff male voice came on over the cordless.

"Yeah, security"

"Yes, uh, hi this is Eliot Fitzgerald, my family just moved into 27 Elm" Eliot still could barely focus on the phonecall. It looked like the towel would slip off with even the slightest movement. Eliot was praying for a well placed gust of wind "And I locked myself out of the house. You can swing by and let me in."

The voice on the other end sighed

"Kid, I got a lot to do tonight. I might be able to swing by in a couple hours."

"A couple hours?" Eliot didn't want to wait around, outside his house for hours.

"Best I can do. Next time remember your keys" Eliot was about to respond when the he heard the click of the phone hanging up. He smiled sheepishly and handed the phone back to Catalina.

"Thanks a lot." Eliot put his hands in his jeans pockets and rocked back and forth on his feet. He wanted to be invited inside and hoped small talk would do the trick. Problem was, what kind of small talk to you make to a beautiful woman in a towel?

"So, uh, do you live alone here? I mean, uh, no." Eliot grimaced, it sounded like a come on "Uh, it's a great neighborhood, isn't it? Big houses. Uh, nice lawns and stuff."

 

[Rain Girl]

Miss Crusoe

He's certainly nervous, Catalina thought, from how much he was tripping over his words. She found it cute.

Somewhat surprisingly to herself, Catalina found herself getting quite turned on by the situation. He was a handsome kid, and she could tell she held a power over him. She could easily tell he found her attractive, but she was like an unnatainable goddess to him, something he could only masturbate to. He would never guess she would actually gladly fuck him.

That thought came with a start. Would she really fuck him? A hundred thoughts went into her mind... all the things she could do with him...

Gathering herself, she smiled at him. "Yes... it is a beautiful place. And I do live here all by myself. It can get quite lonely. I guess your call didn't go too well? I'd invite you in, but in my current state... I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

That question was, in a way, a test.

 

[Drinking Cap]

"Yes... it is a beautiful place. And I do live here all by myself. It can get quite lonely. I guess your call didn't go too well? I'd invite you in, but in my current state... I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"Me? Uncomfortable? I'm very comfortable. Comfort is my middle name. Well, actually, it's Ulysses" Eliot saw the way this made her smile. It usually did. "I know, my mom was an English major and she saddled me with names that should probably count as child abuse."

"But I promise that if you invite me in I'll be more comfortable, even with you dressed, uh, like that than I would be out here."

Ms. Crusoe nodded her head and opened her door. Eliot walked inside taking care not to rub against her. Once inside he noticed her house was vastly different than his own. While his parents had decorated in a bland, cookie cutter suburban style, Ms. Crusoe's house looked very much like the dwelling of a wealthy young professional.

Jesus, she doesn't look that much older than me. How in the world can she afford this place Eliot thought in a vain attempt to get his mind of her beautiful face, that killer body, the things he wanted to do to her. In his mind he pictured her whipping off her towel and begging for him to fuck her. He was sure he'd seen a porn movie that started just like this.

"Have a seat" Ms. Crusoe motioned to a couch and slowly sauntered out of the room, Eliot's eyes firmly glued to the bottom of the towel that only barely covered her ass. He reluctantly sat on the plush black couch in her living room but noticed with some dismay his now full erection made a significantly noticeable bulge in his relatively loose khaki's. He crossed his legs in a vain attempt to hide it. Having a big cock might be great in the locker room but, well, sometimes it was hard to hide.

 

[Rain Girl]

Miss Crusoe

Catalina smiled at his response - he might as well have straight out told her his thoughts.

After getting him seated, she politely excused herself, citing the fact that she was going to change quickly.

Once in her bedroom, Catalina slipped out of the towel quickly. Once the towel was off, it suddenly hit her how insanely turned on she was. Her nipples were incredibly perky and firm, and her pussy was soaking wet. To let off a little steam, she reached up and squeezed her breasts, rubbing her nipples. Her eyes closed, her mouth forming a small o.

Before she knew it, two fingers were in her pussy, fingering herself. She halted, realizing she'd gotten carried away.

"If I keep up like this I'm going to end up jumping him..." She murmured to herself. "Now, what to wear, what to wear..."

She quickly chose a tiny lavender colored dress, that was faintly see through. After pulling on a matching thong, she slipped it over herself. It was possibly more enticing than the towel, as it fit her curves uniquely well, and the slightly see-through quality made her nipples stand out like they were on display.

Which, she thought with a devious smile, they are.

Coming back into the room, she smiled lightly at him. Her eyes instantly caught sight of his cock... and for a moment she was stunned. He was huge!

This added benefit caused her to not just view him as a toy, but something she now desperately wanted... but she wasn't about to come out. She wanted to make this drawn out... drive him crazy before she rewarded him. In fact, she didn't even plan on giving him anything today, no, that would be later.

"So, Eliot," She said, sitting across from him. "Where are your parents?"

 

[netexplorer]

i'm interested

 

[Rain Girl]

OOC: I'm glad to have a fan, but I'm afraid this thread is closed between myself and Drinking Cap. Feel free to read along though!

 

[netexplorer]

thanks for the reply I have really no clue whats going on in here yet but it seems pretty cool and thanks replying , if you get some time may be you can give me a tip or two

 

[Rain Girl]

OOC: No problem. Feel free to PM me any specific questions you may have.