After Anna and I had watched each other masturbate from across the street, I no longer wanted her but needed her. Now that I had her father’s phone number, I knew I had an opportunity to make it happen. I wrote him a text:

“Do you happen to know someone that can watch my cat next weekend?”.

He did: his 19 year old daughter Anna. I thanked him and told him it would be for Friday night. I asked him if she could also stay the night to make sure the cat wouldn’t be alone. He replied that that would be no problem. I felt bad towards that kind man but knew lust would now not allow for guilt to stand in our way.

I knew I had to keep my curtains closed for the next five nights. The complete withdrawal of attention would mess with Anna’s mind. I imagined her standing at the window waiting for my lights to turn on and wondering if maybe I had lost interest. On her more optimistic moments she will have thought that maybe this was some sort of build up for what was going to happen on Friday. The uncertainty would surely keep me on her mind all week.

Finally, Friday came. It was 17:30 and I had 30 minutes to kill before Anna would be at my door. After I closed all my curtains, I opened a beer to calm me down and watched some porn to get me in the mood. 17:55, the doorbell rings. She had arrived five minutes early. After her second ring, I opened the door and found her standing at the other end. We didn’t speak for a couple of second, just scanned each other. She wore shorts with a white tank top that revealed her shapes well. Most of all, she looked nervous. I took a step sideways and pointed her to the living room. Having all the curtains closed with sundown hours away must have already given her the first clue as to why she was really there. Instead of turning around though, she accelerated slightly. I liked that. She sat down slowly and asked me where the cat was. I told her not to worry about cats tonight. Her mouth fell open slightly and she nervously shifted on the couch.

“What should I be worried about then?” She replied.

She was quicker on her feet than she appeared from a far. I liked that.

“If sex worries you than that. If it doesn’t, nothing.” I told her.

She replied with a gentle gasp, the kind that comes from the back of your throat. The look in her eyes soon turned devilish, like she wanted to see something burn. I asked her if she was a virgin because that would be a problem.

“No.” She whispered.

I asked her if she was comfortable and wanted this to happen tonight.

“My heart is beating in my throat so comfortable no, but yes I want this to happen.”

I nodded and asked her to stand up. She obeyed. As she stood in front me, I took a minute to take her in. Anna clearly wasn’t the most popular girl among her peers but something about her made irresistible to me. The look in her eye was a compromise between rebellion and vulnerability. The shape of her beautiful c-cup showed through her tanktop and I didn’t want to wait much longer to see them naked.

I told her that from then on the conversation would be over. She would only be allowed to answer my occasional question or to indicate a boundary was being crossed. She nodded, indicating she was a fast learner.

I told her to strip. With her eyes locked in mine, she pulled her shirt over her head, took off her bra, kicked her shoes to the side and finally slid her shorts and panties off. The look of her tight pink pussy got me rock hard instantly. It was freshly waxed, revealing she had prepared for this to happen. Her puffy nipples looked even better up close and I could hardly control myself not to start sucking them immediately.

“Move closely towards me and turn around.” I ordered her.

She stepped in my direction, stopped just before our knees would touch and turned around. I told her to bend over deeply enough for her pussy to pop between her legs. She did. I let my forehead fall to her butt cheeks and pushed my nose between her lips. I could smell and feel her getting wetter. I took a deep breath in. She moaned.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked.

“I want you to lick me. Really badly.” She breathed.

I let my tongue slide between her lips and started licking her gently. I could feel her getting wetter by the second. As I started licking her harder, her moans got louder.

“Your gonna make me come so quickly.” She whispered, knowing she wasn’t supposed to speak.

I spread her butt cheeks and let my tongue slide to her asshole. She startled but soon moved back in her original position. She didn’t want me to stop. As I licked her asshole, I rubbed her clit with my right hand. She soon exploded into a screaming orgasm.

After a couple of minutes I let myself fall on the couch. I pulled her towards me and as she got closer, I guided my cock inside her pussy. She felt so tight that it was like someone was squeezing my cock. She started riding me slowly. I grabbed her ass and told her that every time I slapped her, she had to pick up the tempo. After 3 slaps I was already fighting my orgasm. She moaned loudly the entire time and kept telling me to fuck her pussy. Her shyness and vulnerability were now completely gone. I told her to stand up and bend over again. I shoved my cock inside her and started fucking her really hard.

“Cum daddy. Please cum.” She screamed.

I almost lost control there, but managed to pull-out just in time. I twisted her around and pushed her to her knees. She knew what I wanted and let her mouth fell open. I starting jerking and after a few strokes came in her mouth. I didn’t need to tell her to swallow.

We fucked all night. At around 01:00 she fell exhausted on my chest and we both slept until 10:00 the next morning. I made her some breakfast and sat het down. I explained this wouldn’t happen again and advised her to always be careful in future situations. She wasn’t sad, a little disappointed maybe, but she understood.

Soon after that I bought a house in a different neighbourhood (not because of this) and we never spoke again. Tonight, before writing this story, I drove to the old street. I sat in the car and watched her house to see if I could get a glimpse of her. She wasn’t there.