A Neighborly Affair Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 1

Before my dad remarried and I entered college, life had been a series of ups and downs. Mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was a freshman in high school, and she finally succumbed to the disease during the summer of my senior year after a long, drawn-out battle with both chemo and radiation treatments. She hung in there until the bitter end, but her last days were an emotional roller coaster for Dad and me as we both secretly knew the end was in sight but refused to admit it to one another or ourselves.

During my high school years, her condition affected me in a variety of ways. I tended to engage in risky behaviors and got in a fair amount of trouble at school. Of course, this didn't help our home life. The last thing my parents needed was to worry about me, but it was my way of rebelling against circumstances beyond my control and my mom's spiraling health issues.

My friends typically avoided the subject of my home life, and I went through a few typical high school romances that tended to be short-lived, mainly because of my bad attitude. I dated a few very sweet girls who tried valiantly to change my bad-boy ways, as well as a couple who got a thrill out of my negative behaviors and troublemaking.

Most of the time, I was in a relationship for self-gratification. The one thing my girlfriends had in common was a particular look. Personalities came secondary. Anyone with a brain could see that I liked big tits, and my dates fit that body profile almost always. My ...

... brain was in my groin as I was repeatedly reminded by my friends.

At the age of eighteen, I lost my virginity to an older neighbor girl who was a freshman at a nearby community college. I can't say it was a particularly wonderful experience as it took place on the uncomfortable bench seat of my ancient Chevy Bel Air after we had been dating for about a month. One night when her parents were out for dinner I reached second base with her in her living room by successfully getting her bra off and fondling those perky teenage tits, but she stopped me before I could get into her panties for fear her parents would walk in the door during our wrestling. She did offer hope for future entanglements, however, if we could find a place of privacy.

That prompted an area search, and many miles and a tank of gas later I discovered a hidden parking place with a view of city lights. Even though the heater in my car didn't work, I successfully convinced her this would be a romantic culmination of our relationship as I grappled with first her jacket, and then her blouse. After a few minutes of serious making out, I had worked the clasps of her bra loose and after pulling open her blouse, my lips found a large pink nipple. With Sharon's encouragement, I made a meal on her ripe tits. Soon, I was able to slip a hand under her skirt and inside her panties, eventually getting a finger into her vagina. This caused even greater gasps of pleasure. Then, when my pants and boxers came down to my ...