It was the weekly summer barbeque at my parents’, and they’d invited the new neighbours over. They had a son called Dan who was, as Mum put it “around your age”. At the time I’d feigned ignorance but as soon as the moving van turned up with a shirtless muscled Dan unloading the boxes I had been glued to my bedroom window ever since. He had a motorbike and if it was sunny he was either riding it or cleaning it. I had a clear view of his shirtless body from my window, his rippled stomach tanned a light brown from being constantly outside. I had planned to smile charmingly and fix him with a sexy stare when I met him Saturday. I would be gorgeous, sexy and most of all, ice cool. But by the time Dan turned up and I’d rushed to the door I was trembling so much with excitement I only managed to blurt out a  “Hi, I’m Jessica” before I felt my face grow red hot and I looked away. He introduced himself and followed me out to the garden. Irritatingly I became locked in various dull conversations with my Uncle and Dave, a family friend. I was dying of boredom when I noticed Dan checking me out. I caught his eye and managed a smile, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand up every time I locked onto those ocean blue eyes. The idea that he might be interested flashed across my thoughts and my pelvic floor muscles instantly throbbed. Those eyes, those muscled arms…I shook my head and tried to concentrate on the conversation I was having.

I desperately extricated myself from the mindless social chatter and made my way into the kitchen for a stiff drink. “Hi” a deep voice breathed into my ear. I spun round, finding my face about 3 inches away from Dan’s chest. I took a deep breath, filling my nostrils with his warm scent. He chuckled before I’d realised what I was doing, and I looked up at him, mortally embarrassed. He smiled and glanced at his watch. “I wish I’d had more time to get to know you better” he said, speaking softly. Still intoxicated with his scent, with his sun-warmed body just inches away, all I could do was nod, slightly dazed with the scent of pheromones. “Walk me to the door?” he asked. I nodded, hot and flustered. “Man I’m tired, late night last night” Dan said, stretching his arms upwards as he did so. His t-shirt lifted to reveal a toned tanned stomach but it wasn’t this my eyes were drawn to. I’d always been a furtive crotch-watcher and I was about to ask him if he packed that lunchbox himself when his eyes met mine and I realised how that must have looked. He smiled innocently enough but I knew he’d seen my obvious open-mouthed stare. I chuckled nervously. “Well, I’d better be off” he said. “I’ll see you later” I mumbled. As I shut the door behind him I felt like such a prat. Not only was I the madwoman in the attic bedroom staring at him all day, I had just been caught gawping at his package. Idiot.

The next time I saw him he was servicing his motorbike on the drive. Spotting him out of the window I watched dreamily as he carefully oiled and cleaned it, topless, his sweat glistening on his muscled back. I raided my wardrobe for my most indecent and tit-hugging summer dress and set out on the pretext of needing to post a letter. I left the house and wandered past his drive, attempting to look nonchalant. “Hey Jess” he called out. I sauntered over to him and stood next to his bike, knowing that the sun shining on my dress would make it see-through. “Hey Dan, what you up to?” “Oh just servicing my bike”. He stood close as he spoke, well into my personal space as he answered me. Some of the oil and grease has smudged from his hands onto his face and without thinking I reached up a hand up to wipe it off. He caught my hand as it touched his cheek, and I watched his eyes wander over me; knowing full well how my dress left little to the imagination. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me to him. My skin tingled at his touch, his strong hands gripping me firmly. He put his mouth to mine and we kissed slowly, teasingly, exploring each other. I felt him pushing his pelvis against me so I ground my hips against him. He groaned, pulled himself off of me and said “Come up to my room.” As we climbed the stairs towards his bedroom I felt his greasy pawprints on my dress and shuddered in anticipaction of what was to come, my clitoris tingling delightfully. Dan slammed and locked the door behind us.

He stared at me hungrily as he lifted my dress over my head. He took off my bra and gasped, my nipples were rock hard already. He buried his face into my tits as he dragged down my knickers, his big oily hands groping my arse. I stood there, my head rolled back in ecstasy as he kissed and sucked my nipples and dug his fingers into my arse. Suddenly he stood up. Out of a drawer he pulled a silk dressing gown tie and a blindfold. I raised an eyebrow. “Do you want to?” he asked. I nodded, silenced by my overwhelming arousal. He smiled and nodded towards his bed. I lay upon it, my arms above my head in anticipation of being tied. I lifted my head to accept the blindfold and as I lay back whispered to him “Do whatever you want with me, I’m all yours”. At this he growled and climbed astride me, hurriedly pulling his trousers and pants off. My senses heightened by the blindfold and delighted at being restrained, the sound of his clothes hitting the floor made the hairs on the back of my neck rise with aniticipation. I felt his hairy muscular thighs as he sat astride me, his large hands fondling my tits and pinching the nipples as I arched and groaned under his touch. I felt him change position and gasped in surprise as I felt his big hard cock sliding between my tits as he gripped them together. Amongst the softness of my breasts I felt it, its hardness, the length and thickness of the shaft. “Oh God you’re so big” I moaned. He pulled away, and pushed my thighs apart. I felt him staring at my pink wet pussy. He sat there for what seemed like an eternity, my clitoris buzzed and tingled in anticipation and I could feel my pussy juices had dripped onto my thighs. “Fuck me!” I growled, the frustration overwhelming me. I felt my ankles being captured by his big strong hand and he pulled me onto my side, my legs straight as he bent me at the hips. “Oh you are a dirty girl” he purred, and I felt the first spank come down onto my bottom. I cried out, the stinging pain sent a shock wave though all the nerves of my hips and pussy. I moaned as he pushed my legs up towards my head, thank God for Yoga, and spanked me again. “You bad girl!” he exclaimed as the slaps landed on my thighs and arse cheeks. He stopped, I felt him move off the bed, my bottom stinging and tingling and my whole cunt on fire with pleasure. “This should keep you quiet” he whispered in my ear, and swiftly gagged me with a towel dressing-gown belt. I moaned again, desperate for him and incredibly turned on by this show of dominance. He was sucking my nipples again, roughly biting and groping my breasts. “Oh God you’re so sexy” he groaned, his mouth full as he deeply sucked my nipples “your tits are amazing.” He wrapped my legs around him and slid down to my pussy. His tongue slid from the opening of my cunt all the way up to my engorged clitoris. I bucked and moaned, groaning incoherently into the gag as he ate my cunt. I was shaking with pleasure, every few seconds my body would rock with another little orgasm. Suddenly I felt his face over mine, his hot breath smelling of my cunt juices. He slid inside of me and my whole body shook, his huge thick cock stretching me open and going deep inside me. He lay still for a moment as I quivered, his cock touching the sensitive deepest recesses of my cunt while at the same time stretching open my sensitive labia, my cunt muscles quivered around him and I could feel him reacting to my cunt’s communication of pleasure. The feeling of being truly filled up was exquisite. He kissed my neck and collarbone and began to slide in and out of me. I rocked my hips back and forth as every nerve in my pussy was stimulated. I lay there in ecstasy as he moved inside me, moaning and arching my back as he changed the pace and sucked hard on my erect nipples. I began to moan louder and louder into the gag as he sped up, gripping my hips and increasing the force. The saliva was gurgling in my mouth behind the gag and feeling him speed up in anticipation of coming I squeezed my pelvic floors as hard as I could. “Fuck you’re tight” he groaned as he thrust into me.  He quickened the pace, gasping “Oh Jessica fuck yes Jessica!” He slammed into me one last time and I felt the muscle contractions up his cock as he came inside me. His ejaculation triggered my final orgasm and I came gripping onto him, pulling him into me as I climaxed, my whole body exploding with pleasure.