My Neighbor Michelle

My Neighbor Michelle

Introduction: I first had sex with my younger neighbor Michelle when I was 19 and she was almost 16. I wasn’t a virgin but she was.

I’m in my twenties now and Michelle and I had always lived next to each other so it was natural to show affection towards one another. We were very close, even from a young age. But the thought of fucking her didn’t seem like a genuine possibility until years later.

I think it was back when I was about 16 that I first saw Michelle naked by accident. I think she was 13 at the time, but would turn 14 later on in the year. She already had a great figure, her boobs hadn’t grown out fully yet but she had the sexy round ass of a girl at least 5 years older! She had a flat stomach, pencil-thin legs and a smile that would give a corpse a boner! Michelle was always a perky girl and her bubbly personality fit her look perfectly. She acted very girly and had a high-pitched voice. Her voice was as cute as her face and she had about shoulder-length, dark red hair and glowing blue eyes.

Anyway, I should just say that the past three years or so we both have grown up quite a bit and I had even had a steady girlfriend for a while when I was a still a senior. We had both remained friends after I graduated and still lived next door to one another but that was the extent of it. Michelle knew my cheerleader ex-girlfriend from school and had tried out as a cheerleader herself but didn’t get picked. I’d graduated the past May and was not interested in attending college. She was a junior and didn’t have a steady boyfriend so we spent a lot of time together watching DVD’s at her place or mine even though we weren’t dating.

That weekend, the one that it happened, our parents had all four left to spend the weekend in Las Vegas and I spent the weekend at Michelle’s house. That Friday night, we were watching a movie and ended up in our usual position, her head on my shoulder and our legs rubbing against each other’s. I decided that this was my opportunity to make a move on her, so I put my hand on her knee.

She moved, but had readjusted her body to where her hand was now on my chest. My cock started to crawl down my leg as I started moving my hand, skipping past her crotch and going to her lower belly. It was hovering lightly over her torso until I finally came in contact with one of her squishy little breast. Her eyes opened and immediately she took my hand off. “What are you doing?” She yelled. I angrily jumped up and went out the front door to my house. I kept hitting my head thinking I had ruined a great relationship and how much of an idiot I was. I didn’t turn on my light and just went to my room and lay still on my bed. I thought about ways to fix the mistake I had just made. I kept thinking to myself ‘Man, if only Michelle was like Jane.” I eventually fell asleep because of how deep into my thoughts I was.

I woke up later that night with the phone ringing out in the hallway. Michelle was calling. “Michelle…why are you calling? Are you alright?” I asked, thinking it was an emergency. “Ted, I thought about what happened, and I’m really sorry.” She answered.

“No, I’m sorry Michelle. I shouldn’t have done that and I really hope it doesn’t screw up our relationship or anything.” I answered. “Look Michelle, I don’t find sex wrong, I think people should be able to make love with anyone they choose to.” She told me that she also felt the same way but hadn’t thought of me in that way before. I told her I’d see her at her home the next afternoon and that I wanted to go back to sleep.

I rang her doorbell at 4:30 pm as promised and she answered wearing just a tight pair of yellow knit shorts and a braless black tank top cut off just beneath her small tits! My eyes opened really wide and I asked if she was going out with friends or something.

Her reply shocked and delighted me more than I could believe at the time.