DEVIRGINATING MY NEIGHBOR

“Come inside Anne,” called Anne’s mother. Anne turned to me and said “I’ll see you tomorrow Zach” as she left to go inside. Anne was my neighbor. We grew up together and knew each other since we were five years old. Anne was a beautiful girl. She was a natural beauty. A cute innocent face, Straight hair with blonde streaks, beautiful blue eyes, and red lips, a nice body, and big ass breasts were the features of Anne. However, the most important feature in Anne that I was hungry for was her round, heart shaped, bangable ass. Any guy’s dream come true. It’s a no brainer that Anne had that ass, because Anne’s mother, who was in her late forties, had one of the sweetest asses that I’ve ever seen in a woman with her age. Even with the age of hers, she still could make any guy’s cock rip a hole in their pants.
Now Anne was a year younger than me with me being sixteen. I had a crush on Anne since the age of eight. And now at the age of 16, when I’m killing my girlfriend in bed, I still had the image of Anne’s bubble ass in my mind. It wasn’t fair that my girlfriend had to take the punishment, which I endured for Anne. But, I didn’t think that she minded. Even though I had a crush for Anne since a young age, I never had the guts to ask or take her out. This was partly because of the fact that Anne’s brother, Junior was my best friend. Junior and I were the same age and I never mentioned anything about the feelings that I held deep inside me for Anne to Junior.
Occasionally, I would go to Junior’s house to chill with him and just hang out. However, the main reason for me wanting to go to Junior’s house was to catch a glimpse of Anne and her tight ass. Anne’s mom loved me and respected me ever since an early age. I also had respect for her, or at least showed respect for her on the outside. However, deep in me, I had fantasies about her as well. It would be a dream come true for me to have a threesome with Anne and her mom. However, I didn’t fantasize about Anne’s mom as much as I did about Anne. I was free with Anne and this was the main reason Junior didn’t have any suspicions about me loving Anne. Not that junior minded, or I was pussy of junior, but he was one of my best friends and I had respect for him. With every chance I’d get, I’d try to play around with Anne. I’d joke around with her, tapping her ass and grabbing her titties. She didn’t mind me playing around with her, which was the main reason I kept feeling up on her with ever chance that I got.
Being neighbors, my house was right next to Anne’s. My parents’ window faced Anne’s bedroom window. Every day I would go to my mom’s room and stare out the window hoping to catch a glimpse of Anne. What I saw staring out my mom’s window only made me hungrier about wanting Anne. I would stare at Anne self squeezing her breasts and fingering herself. The image of Anne in her panties made my pecker swell and wanted to be pet. Now my mom would get suspicious of me going into her room and staring out the window. However she didn’t know that Anne’s room stood right outside theirs. I could care less what my mom thought of me, even if she knew exactly what I was doing. It only mattered to me that Anne didn’t notice me, which she didn’t except for one day. While I was staring at Anne’s window, it seemed to me that Anne was entering her room after what looked like she had taken a shower or bath. Anne was completely naked and all parts of her body were exposed. Her nipples stood out, teasing me to come suck on them for pleasure. Her pussy looked to be somewhat shaved. Her sweet ass was staring at me in my face. I could imagine licking her asshole, taking in her smell, and sticking my 7 inch pecker in it to pound away. The sight of her naked made my mouth water and I couldn’t help it. I stood up and at that instance Anne saw me, or at least I though t she saw me, for the next move she made was to come up to the window and close the blinds. I hid as quickly as I could.
The thought of Anne’s body exposed troubled me all day and night. During dinner, I couldn’t eat. My mom asked me what was wrong. “Nothing that you could help me with” I replied. I couldn’t sleep that night. I was tensioned by the exposure of Anne and at the fact that she might have seen me. I got a boner as I thought about Anne and fantasized all night about her. I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew I needed to have sex. This wasn’t really a problem for me. I had a pretty girlfriend named Christina. She was very popular and every boy in school wanted to go out with her.