Watching Little Casey Next Door, Continued

Continuation of the adventures of 16yo Casey Sheridan and her seduction of her neighbor Dan. Picks up where the first left off without much introduction, gets to the sex faster as well.

Consensual Sex,, Teen Female Solo, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Toys, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Male Solo, Anal..

“Oh my gosh, what time is it?” Casey suddenly jumped up, looking for the clock in Dan’s room while pulling her t-shirt back down over her breasts. “My parents are gonna call around nine. Darn it!.” The clock read 8:50. She jumped up, pulling her skirt down as she ran out of the room, leaving Dan naked on his bed to contemplate what had just happened.

About two weeks ago, Casey, the cute little red-headed teddy-bear of a girl, his neighbors’ youngest at sixteen, turned inexplicably into a lusty exhibitionist, giving him nightly shows of her masturbating from her bedroom next door. Then when her parents went out of town for a few days and he agreed to look after her for them, she intensified things, first by calling him while playing with herself for him, then by actually coming over this evening. Now he finds himself well spent and naked on his bed, sore from twice screwing, wondering how and if, strike that, when he should have her over again. Thank god it’s a school night, he thought to himself, since he probably couldn’t have handled any more of her tonight.

Back at home next door, Casey had barely gotten in when the phone rang. She prayed it was her parents and that she hadn’t missed an earlier call, since she’d have to come up with some reason for not being there to answer it. To her relief it was them calling, and she tried to sound as normal and teenager-ish as possible despite her current state, which was shaky-legged and still sticky with her neighbor’s drying cum all over her chest. She was pretty sure her voice would be shaky too, and spoke as little as possible to conceal it.

“Hi, Yep. Uh huh. No, nothing really. Yeah. Yeah, he called and checked in a while ago like you asked. No. Mm-hm, yeah I’m a little tired. Okay, yeah I gotta get to bed. Yep, nite. Love you.” She hung up the phone and hoped it worked. Her mom had asked about Mr. Dan, and she tried to sound disinterested. She probably should have been more chatty like she normally was, thinking her shortness might make her mom suspicious. But then it occurred to her the last thing her parents would think is that she’d just been next door having sex. In fact, she was such a good kid anyway, she doubted her parents thought she was up to anything at all. The perfect excuse of model behavior, she thought on the way up to shower: it let’s you get away with anything you want.

By the time she’d showered and gotten her things ready for school the next day it was her usual 10:30 bedtime. She didn’t know if Mr. Dan was going to want to play again, but she was still really turned on, and wanted to give him another show. After showering she’d thrown on some sweat pants and a tee out of habit (even though she could have walked around the empty house naked), so as she turned off all but her desk lamp and raised the blinds, she decided to start with a little strip tease for him. She thought about calling him to make sure he was there, but decided it would be more fun not knowing if he was or not.

First she just smiled straight out the window to where he would be, and slowly began to rub her body all over; around her waist, over her hips, massaging her breasts, all while remaining clothed. She’d never really stripped for him before, and it was getting her even more turned on. Her expression was one of pure bliss as she turned around to show him her nice behind, looking invitingly back over her shoulder as if to say, “remember this?” She bent from the waist, arching her back for maximum effect as she ran her hands over her prone round ass. Her hands eventually found her waistband and began to ease her sweats from her waist to her hips, just barely showing herself as she reached back between her legs and rubbed her covered treasure.

She then swung back up and turned to face him again, returning her fingers to her waistline and working her pants even further down to her mid thighs, where she left them, letting her hands travel back up beneath her tee as she sat back onto the bed. Now she teased her breasts and nipples for him, lifting her shirt but not removing it, then she lay back and drew up her knees, still held together by the sweats on her thighs. The feel of being constricted gave her a thrill, and she reached around her hips from either side, her fingertips just barely able to pull her wet lips apart and explore. Finally she rolled over to one side and reached behind, which gave her much better access to her pussy. Still bound in her clothes, she masturbated to a quick but satisfying orgasm for him as she pretended he was behind her as he’d done earlier, pressing himself all the way in. Her body now exhausted from the numerous orgasms she’d had in the past few hours, she smiled and waved to the window, then lazily reached up and turned out the light, finally slipping out of her sweats before falling asleep.

The next day she could of course think of nothing but the night before. She only had two days of school left for the year, and those days were mostly tests, but sex was really the only thing on her mind, and she found it really difficult just getting through her exams. So she made a deal with herself: go home and study until 7pm, then go over and play with Mr. Dan, since he probably had to work until then anyway. After that it would be Friday, and she’d still have the whole weekend to spend with him until her parents got back Monday. As a reward for her compromise, on the bus ride home after school she made a list I her head of all the things she wanted to do with him: learn how to give a good plow job, have sex on top, watch some more of his DVDs with him, and who knows what else might pop up to add to the list later.

So when she got home, she dutifully set about her schoolwork even though her body was almost screaming at her to give it some attention. She even avoided spending time with Mr. Dan’s dog Pixie like she usually did in the afternoons. She just sat at her desk, the blinds slightly open, trying not to stare out the window and daydream about the house next door. Around five she noticed Mr. Dan taking Pixie out, and had to smile when she saw him glancing up to her window, trying to appear nonchalant. At least he was looking for her, she thought to herself. She hoped she’d be able to reward him sufficiently for his patience in just a couple more hours.

Finally those last hours passed, and she quickly changed into a short summery dress, this time foregoing any underwear at all, out her straight red hair into a single ponytail, and all but sprinted next door, bursting through the kitchen door, not knowing exactly where she’d find him. He was in the living room watching television, reclining on his big leather sofa in a tee shirt and jeans.

“Hi there, Casey,” he said almost casually but with a little smile. “I was wondering if you might stop by.”

Unable to contain her enthusiasm, she ran across the room and jumped onto his lap, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Oh my god! I wanted to be over here all day! I can stay for another two hours until my parents call, I hope that’s ok. Think that’ll be enough time to teach me a few things?”

“Teach you?” he asked a little incredulously. “You seem to have a pretty good idea of what you’re doing already.” For an innocent sixteen year old, she was as good a lover if not better than most he’d already had.

“Well, thanks,” she said, almost blushing with genuine girlish humility, “but I want to get better and better, and I want you to show me how.” She was letting her fingers trace up and down the front of his shirt, still on his lap. “Can I pick the first lesson, please, Mr. Dan?” Her voice was softening back into her sexier self, and she felt his pants begin to bulge a bit beneath her.

“Something tells me you’re not a girl to be told what to do, so yes.”

“Oh, I like to be told what to do, sometimes,” she said with a dirty grin, “and there’ll be plenty of that I hope. But right now I want to learn how to give you the very best blowjob ever.” She kissed his cheek again, this time letting her breath linger on his skin as she shimmied off his lap, stretching out along the length of the sofa.

“So,” she continued as she undid his jeans, “You just tell me what you like, and I’ll do my best to do that for you.” As she undid the last button of his fly, she caught her breath in mock surprise. “Ah! Mr. Dan,” she scolded discovering he had no underwear on, “Naughty, naughty! But you get points for thinking ahead.” She opened his pants and worked them just a little down his hips, and reached in for his stiffening dick. Gently stroking it in her small hands, she alternated her gaze between it and him, giving him her best doe eyes whenever she looked up.

“Mmm, my that looks good. Yesterday I was in such a hurry I didn’t take the time to really have a look at you.” With one hand holding the base of him, she slightly stroked its length with her fingertips, forcing a soft moan from his lips. “You have such a big, yummy, looking cock, mister. Do you like it when I’m gentle like this?” Her voice was a soft and sweet as anything he’d ever heard.

“Yes, very much. Be a good girl and do just that for a while. And keep talking to me so I can hear that wonderful voice of yours, sweetie.” Everything about this girl was magic. She was at once sexy and commanding, yet soft, tiny and almost na?. Her small hands only emphasized this last attribute, but what they were doing to him had him mesmerized by her eager and alluring sensuality.

“Yes, sir, ok,” she said agreeably. “I’ll keep talking to you until my mouth is full of cock, and your cum is pouring down my throat.” Such a way with words, she had. “And you keep telling me what you want. That’s a deal!” she said with a big, happy smile.

She reached in and lifted his balls up from between his thighs, lightly tickling them as her other hand made more of a fist now to begin stroking him, squeezing a great ooze of precum from the tip. “Mmm, that looks good. How about I smear that all around your head like this. Is that ok?” She massaged the tip of him with his slick drips and when her fingers found the underside of his glans, he drew her attention to it.

“Ooo, right there underneath the head. It’s very sensitive there. Oo, just like that, yessss.” Her fingers swirled little circles for him until he became too sticky, then she wrapped her fingers around and pumped him once again, slowly.

“Do you like it slow like this, or faster?”

“Nice and slow at first, everything slowly please.” She smiled hearing this, really beginning to feel like she was pleasing him. And then just as slow as her hands, she leaned forward and placed her lips to the tip and gave it a long, soft kiss, opening her mouth ever so slightly, no more than if she were sucking on a straw, holding him there squeezing with her hands on his balls and shaft. She let the tip of her tongue through the tiny opening in her lips, and teasingly eased it into the hole of his penis. “Can I lick it?” she asked rhetorically, running her tongue around the tip. He just nodded in response.

With her body still perpendicular to his on the on the couch, him seated and her stretched out along it, she delicately licked up and down the length of him, just letting the tip of her tongue brush him initially, then letting more of it flatten out until she was lapping him upwards from the base to the top, holding him and rubbing the head of his dick on the full surface of her tongue, before finally wrapping her lips around him to suck him into her mouth. Her little hand was again enclosed around him and she slowly tugged at him with her lips meeting her fingers, moving her hand in unison with her mouth. She tugged and sucked this way for a moment, letting her saliva build up in her mouth before opening her lips to let it drip out onto her hand, gradually getting him slick and wet along his length. Her hand could now glide along his skin freely, and she loosened her grip until the circle of her fingers barely contacted him, tickling and teasing him with her stroke as she put his head back in. As her lips for made a second loose circle, she massaged him with her tongue, moving all over him in her mouth, causing more of her saliva to flow. She’d now made slow, wet, slippery mess of him, and strings of her spit and his juice covered her hand, her chin, and ran all down his dick and onto his balls.

Smacking her lips, licking them in a failed attempt to contain her drooling, she paused and smiled up at him. “Still slow, mister? Nice and wet like this?” He still could only nod. She took another gulp or two of him, squeezing him while stroking him into her, before continuing. “You have such a pretty and delicious dick, you know that? Sweet and hard and yummy. And it fits so nicely into my sweet, pretty mouth, don’t you think? Hm?” The last part of her sentence was muffled by the mouthful of his dick being pulled deeper and deeper into her throat while her little hand massaged where the base met his tight balls, all of it soaking wet.

In her hunger she’d increased the tempo, making him ache and swell as he felt the cum beginning to build. Sensing his response she kept it up, squeezing her downward thrusts and changing the sensation from gentle pleasure to more urgent arousal, sucking him purposely; fucking him with her face. She worked him like this until she could tell by his breathing and moaning that he was coming closer, and she had every intent of letting his hot cum fill her mouth. She eased him back one more time to extend his pleasure while she talked it out of him.

“Oh my,” she cooed lustily, “someone’s getting close to cumming.” She locked her eyes to his. “You’re going to cum in my mouth, Mr. Dan, if that’s ok?” she was stroking him with long, deliberate, firm stokes as she spoke, keeping him close. “Will you let your favorite little girl suck the cum out of your big, pretty dick and let you shoot it down her throat?”

She took him back in while he thought about it, building him one step closer.