Amanda’s Worst Nightmare

Her name was Amanda, and she was a good girl. She went to church every Sunday and did everything a good girl was supposed to do. She was the most beautiful girl in the world. She was part Japanese, part white, with tanned skin. Her skin was as smooth and soft as silk and her eyes looked dreamy. I am her neighbor. I will tell you all about my story.

I’ve had a crush on her ever since i moved in next to her. The first time I laid eyes on her she was wearing a pair of short soccer shorts and a tanktop. She smiled and said: “Hi, I’m Amanda. We live next door to you. If you want, you can come over anytime to play some games or whatever.” I shook her hand.

“Hi,” I said, “I’m Marshall.” I wanted to grab her right there, and use her body. She had nice legs, a rather nice ass, but her tits were a bit small. That, however, just made her all the more cute to me. She told me she was a good Christian girl who was a virgin and had a boyfriend. Her voice sounded like music to my ears, so beautiful. This girl was perfect.

For nights and nights all I did was sit up at night masturbating to fantasies of Amanda. I would fantasize about raping her, torturing her, and making her beg for mercy. I loved it. My fantasies always involved some sick form of sex. Then one night I couldn’t take it. I crept out of my window late at night and waited outside of hers. She had just finished taking a shower. I could see her because her lights were on. She had a towel wrapped around her and was blow drying her hair. I smiled.

The next night I did the same. I watched. For the next week that’s what I did every night. I dared not do anytrhing else because her parents were always home. Then one night when i was waiting outside I heard some words. The window had been left open.

“Amanda dear,” I heard her dad say.

“Yes?” she responded.

“Your mom and I will be going to Chicago for the next week on a business trip. Do you think you can handle it here all by yourself?” he asked.

“Sure,” Amanda said, “When are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow,” her dad replied. I smiled. Tomorrow! Tomorrow was the night! I smiled in a sick manner. I would have it my way with Amanda’s cute ass tomorrow night for an entire week and no one was going to stop me.

Of course, before I began this mission, I needed a few supplies so the next day I went to the local Wal-Mart and bought everything i needed. I put all my materials into a big bag and waited outside of her window that night. That night she got in the shower as usual. I took a knife out of the bag and cut through the screen to the window. I snuck into the house. That was rather simple. I slowly opened the door to the bathroom. I could hear her singing in the shower. Her beautiful voice made my cock grow harder. It began throbbing.

I took the towel from where it was hanging and walked out of the bathroom. I tossed the towel away and waited by the bathroom door patiently. Soon the water stopped running.

“That’s funny,” I heard her sexy voice say, “I could’ve sworn I grabbed my towel before I went into the shower.” I couldn’t take it anymore. I pushed open the bathroom door and grabbed her, pulling her naked body close to me.