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Cameron Dodges, 22 years old, had been in his new house for a week before he saw his pretty neighbor. He’d moved into the nicely landscaped, gated community with just his 2000 pickup and his belongings, which all fit in the bed of the truck. Moving from the college dorm to a real, two-bedroom townhouse meant he didn’t have much – not even enough to fill up an entire room. He’d already ordered new furniture and he planned to have his new home completely set up within a month.

Graduating near the top of his class with a degree in Finance, he’d landed a great job at a boutique investment banking firm. The firm was small, but its clients were very large and he was already planning on how he’d use his newfound income to live in relative luxury. He’d worked hard all through college, and now it was time to reap the rewards. He only had a few years to enjoy it before going back to graduate school anyway. Getting the MBA meant he’d be able to move up to manager, then VP.

He’d just pulled into the driveway and was about to run into the house to escape the freezing cold air when he saw a good looking young woman in the yard next door, pulling down Christmas lights. She was a little thin for his tastes; he liked thicker, curvier women. That was probably because it was the type of woman he never ended up with. He had the face and body that only drove young girls and older cougars wild.

Cameron was 5’7’’ and 135 pounds, with fair hair, blue eyes and the pretty-boy face of boy band member. He hated to admit it, but with his inability to produce much facial hair and his babyish face, he could still pass as a high school kid. For this reason he made a conscious effort to dress in expensive, tailored clothes and develop a confident, smooth-talking persona. He hated being treated like a kid, and did everything in his power to seem more mature.

He hadn’t met anyone in this new city, and he really wanted to go on some dates before he started his new job, so he crossed the snow-covered lawn to his neighbor’s yard. The girl was wearing white tights under a festive plaid skirt, with a red cashmere sweater over a white button down shirt. As he approached he saw that although she was thinner and shorter than he preferred, she did have some wonderful curves to her.

The young lady appeared to be about 18 or 19 and was 5’6’’ with long, brunette hair and dark green eyes. Cameron saw her body from the side as she pulled the lights off the bushes. The sweater hugged her body tightly, accentuating her thin waist and the large breasts pushing out above. He also saw from the way her knee-length skirt gripped her behind, that the girl had a well-developed ass. Actually, he reconsidered, she’s pretty fucking hot.[i/]

“Hey, how’s it going,” he said. “I’m your neighbor. Just moved in.”

The girl turned at his voice and stared at him for a second. Her cheeks and nose were rosy red from the cold and in her mittens and earmuffs, she looked exceedingly cute. Cameron tried not to stare, but the young woman’s nipples drew his attention, standing out prominently against the soft fabric of her tight sweater. [i]Wow, either her clothes are really thin or she’s not wearing a bra. In which case, those are some fucking amazing tits.

“Oh, hi...” she responded shyly. The girl was staring at Cameron like he had two heads, and certainly didn’t notice him taking in her hot body. Cameron knew this look well. Usually he got it from his friends’ little sisters, not girls his own age, but the slack-jawed, dreamy expression that came over his neighbor’s face was unmistakable. In stark contrast to the seductive, predatory smiles he got from older women, this girl had the innocent, smitten look usually reserved for schoolgirl daydreams.
This was going to be a piece of cake.

“Hey, I noticed you’re working hard out here all by yourself, can I give you a hand?”

Her eyes lit up and she said okay with a strange mixture of shyness and eagerness. He started helping her tear down the Christmas decorations, pondering this strange girl and eyeing her sexy body the whole time. She seemed way into him, and he was prepared to take full advantage. He had to play it somewhat nice though, as he didn’t want an ugly situation with a chick he would be living next door to. No, he definitely needed to befriend her and turn her into a casual friend/fuckbuddy. He thought it would be fine indeed if they could get together after they got home from work and just chill out and maybe screw every once in a while. Then he’d still have his weekends free, and who knows, maybe something real would develop between them.

For her part, the young woman stayed silent, and stole furtive, lingering glances at him. She was obviously infatuated, which made her nervous and quiet. They finished rolling up the lights, and Cameron stowed them away in the garage. He figured he’d better find out now whether she was available, so he asked her if it was her boyfriend who’d hung the lights. She just giggled, like he’d said something crazy and shook her head.

“No, my dad put them up,” then after a pause. “I don’t have a... a boyfriend.”

She looked up at him demurely, and he ached to kiss her cute face. She was so shy and girly, and yet she had this beautiful face and incredible body; it was making Cameron hot. He could tell she’d probably faint with elation if he made a pass at her now, but he wanted to gain her trust first. He was hoping she was living with a couple hot roommates, but she said yes when he asked if she lived there with her parents. Oh well, he thought, I guess we’ll be spending a lot of time over at my place.

“Well, it was nice meeting you, hopefully I’ll see you again soon. My name’s Cameron, by the way.”

“I’m Kristy. It was nice meeting you too... Cameron.”

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It was another week before Cameron saw Kristy again. The week had flown by, and his furniture had arrived and he’d been setting everything up and getting settled in. He’d thought about the girl though, and even masturbated a couple times while fantasizing about pulling that little skirt up and bending her over. It was a Thursday, he still had the rest of the week and the weekend until his job started, and he had nothing to do. He decided it was time to go see his cute neighbor and maybe get a little action going if things went well.

Cameron rang the doorbell, and was pleasantly surprised at Kristy’s outfit when she opened the door. She had on another skirt, this one slightly shorter, stopping a couple inches above the knee, and no tights this time. What was a lot different though, was her amazing top. It was another thin sweater, but this time the v-neck garment wasn’t covering another shirt. He could see the lines of her bra through the thin material, and indeed he could have guessed she was wearing one from the deep cleavage her immodest sweater revealed. Man what a great rack, Cameron thought as he eyed her heaving chest. Apparently she’d run when she heard the doorbell, and now Kristy was trying to catch her breath.

She desperately tried to compose herself when she saw who her visitor was, but his finely-featured face and expressive blue eyes only made her heart race faster. Bent over and gasping, she seemed to be spilling out of her little top. Cameron could see how the tops of her breasts were overflowing her bra through the tight sweater, and added to that was her fetching blush which traveled down from her cheeks and neck and disappeared into the feminine valley created by her very pushed up tits.

“Hi Kristy,” Cameron said with a charming smile. “I was about to make some cocoa and though you might like some. Care to join me?”

When she regained a bit of self-control, the girl responded, “Really? I... yes, I’d love to.”

Cameron told her she wouldn’t need a coat if she thought she could run over to his place. She agreed, so he took her hand and they hurried across their lawns to his front door. When they got inside, he gave her another of his big, warm smiles and let go of her hand, making sure to slowly caress her fingers as he did so. He could practically see her knees go weak, so he offered her a seat on the new couch in his living room. She took it gratefully, and he marveled at how cute she looked, arranging her skirt as she crossed her legs to ensure no one would get a peek at her.

Cameron fixed some hot chocolate, and brought two steaming mugs back from the kitchen for them. He sat next to her and chatted her up, doing his best to be witty and charming, although he could tell she thought just about anything he said came from on high. He made a point of gently touching her shoulder or the back of her hand whenever he could. She was definitely warming up to his advances, although she mainly just fidgeted with her skirt and kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. Finally, Cameron had to say something.

“Do you – need to go the bathroom or something?” he asked gently, not wanting to offend her. She stiffened immediately and gripped her knees with her hands to stop them from moving and shook her head. She looked down and said she was sorry, but so softly, he could barely hear her.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said and put his hand on her back, rubbing slow circles over her sweater. “You don’t have anything to be sorry about, all right?”

Kristy, closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing back into his arm, which he put around her shoulders.

“I just... don’t want you to think I’m weird, that’s all,” she said in a tiny voice.

“Hey, don’t worry about that. I really like you Kristy.” She looked up at him and, getting lost in her deep, emerald eyes he added, “I like you a lot.”

Cameron slowly leaned in for a kiss and Kristy closed her eyes and tilted her head up to meet him. They kissed slowly, Cameron’s arms coming around her and pulling her to him. He gently parted her lips with his tongue and they explored each others eager mouths for some time before finally breaking off. Cameron was rock hard in his nice slacks, and it was all he could do not to rip off her clothes and fuck her senseless. Kristy sat back, with a small, shy smile on her face.

“I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you,” Cameron told her.

“Me too,” she whispered back.

They stared into each other’s eyes until Cameron broke the awkward silence. “So, uh... you’re going to school right now?”

Kristy nodded. “Yeah, we’re on break until next week.”

“So which school do you go to?” he asked. There were three schools in the area, a community college, a private college and the state university. He thought she might be at the private college since this was a pretty nice neighborhood, but mainly he was just trying to start the conversation back up.

“I go to Tanny.”

Cameron had been reaching for his cup, but froze when he heard her.

“Tanny? Wait, that’s-“

Cameron looked at her closely. Uh oh, he thought. I should have put this together sooner. The way she looks at me, how shy she is, oh God she lives with her parents! Tannerman is a fucking high school!

“Uh... how old are you Kristy?”

“I’m 16, why?”

Kristy was getting concerned. Cameron was acting strangely, and she was getting the feeling that her dream romance was about to go up in a puff of smoke.

“I, uh... thought you were a little older. I guess I thought you were in college.”

Kristy just hung her head, and her eyes brimmed with tears. Oh God, she’s fucking precious, Cameron thought. And damned if he didn’t want to wipe those tears away and make everything all right again.

“Look, I wasn’t lying when I said I like you. I do. But it’s kind of illegal to mess around with you. I don’t want to get in trouble, or go to jail or anything.”

“Oh! I wouldn’t ever tell anyone, I swear!” she grabbed onto him and pressed her face against his chest. “Cameron I swear, I would never do anything to get you in trouble. Honest!”

He put his arms around her again, the feminine display and her soft, inviting body overriding his sense of caution. He wanted her so badly, he thought the risk might even be worth it. And fuck - she had a woman’s body, not a little girl’s. In that moment, Cameron decided that the danger was definitely justified, and lifted her chin up for another kiss.

“Okay. I want to be with you, and in a couple years it won’t matter anyway, so for now we’ll just keep it very quiet. It’s our little secret, okay?”

Kristy just nodded, too happy to speak and they began to kiss again. With the intense decision behind them, the adrenaline was turning to lust running through their bodies. Cameron ran his hands along her young, lithe body, groping her sexy ass and large, soft breasts. Kristy moaned against his mouth, his touch sending shivers of excitement through her.

“Come with me,” Cameron said, standing up. He took her hand and led her upstairs to his bedroom. He was brimming with excitement, and he could tell Kristy was also. Yet there was something odd in the way she hesitated and didn’t seem to want to meet his eyes. She was obviously as turned on as he was - she couldn’t keep her hand out of her lap the whole time – but she didn’t seem comfortable for some reason. What am I thinking? She’s just a kid, this is probably her first time. He knew he shouldn’t go all the way with her, but maybe they could start out with some oral play for her first time. That would get her warmed up to the idea of pushing it further.

She stood at the foot of the bed with her back to it, as Cameron stepped close and took her in his arms. He stopped himself from just pushing her down on the bed and poured on some more charm to put her at ease. He looked into Kristy’s eyes and said with as much sincerity as he could muster, “Kristy, it’s okay. I would never do anything to hurt you. Just trust me, okay?”

She turned away from him as though she couldn’t bear to say no. “I do trust you, it’s just... I don’t want you to hate me.”

Cameron wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck, telling her she was crazy and that he’d never hate her. He nuzzled her neck and ear and rubbed his hands up and down her arms until she started to relax. His cock was pressing against her firm ass, and she leaned back into him, moaning softly at his kisses. He turned her head around with one hand to kiss her deeply, while his other drifted across her chest, coming to rest on one of her luscious tits.

He squeezed her sexy breast and moaned when she reached behind and grabbed his leg, pulling him in harder against her. He had to get her out of those clothes and lick and suck all over her body before he went insane with lust. He pulled her sweater over her head and grabbed her tits with both hands. Looking at her rack over her shoulder as he squeezed happily, he was delighted to see her body shivering with pleasure as Kristy again sent a hand down to what he imagined must be an extremely wet pussy.

“Take your bra off,” Cameron breathed in her ear as he started working on the skirt zipper on her left hip. He couldn’t wait to feel his naked dick pressing up against her young, panty-clad ass. The bra and skirt hit the ground at the same time, and Cameron looked down at her ass with surprise. She was wearing the biggest pair of underwear he’d ever seen on a girl. They looked like spandex bicycling shorts, but they were made out of different, sheerer material. He thought she was wearing boxer-briefs for an instant, but they were cut differently, definitely made to accommodate a woman’s hips and ass. Her ass looked good – the underwear were extremely tight – but it was odd to see such modest apparel on such a hot girl.

“Nice undies,” he joked.

“I’m sorry!” Kristy cried, and immediately hunched over with her arms between her legs. “I’m sorry Cameron... I knew you’d hate me.”

The girl was crying and it nearly broke Cameron’s heart to see her like that. He hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings, and now he wished he’d never said a thing. He touched her back gently, and ran his hand down her spine. He cupped her tight ass with one hand and told her not to worry, he loved her undergarments.

“We can’t do this,” Kristy mumbled. “But when you touch me like that, I just... Cameron I need you.”

Cameron came around in front of her and sat down on the bed. He parted the hair that was falling down across her face and she looked up at him with big, wet green eyes, still hunched over in embarrassment. His heart skipped a beat – how could anyone be so damn precious?

“Kristy, don’t worry. I’m going to make you feel wonderful. You’re going to love it, and I like everything about you, so you’ve got nothing to worry about.”

“E-everything...?”

“Yes, everything.” He cupped her cheek. “Everything, beautiful. Just trust me.”

He reached out and gently pulled her wrists up from between her shins until she was standing again, and placed them on his shoulders. Following his hands with his eyes, he slowly roamed up her arms to her shoulders, then down underneath and over her big, stiff-nippled breasts. He squeezed them gently together and showered her delicate cleavage with kisses. Then he moved down her body, admiring the sexy taper of her ribcage, her flat stomach and the gentle flare of her young hips. He moved his fingers in over her waistband and slipped them under to pull down the underwear. Then his eyes fell on a discernable, snake-like bulge running down the inside of her thin, trembling thigh.

Cameron froze as his mind tried to catch up with what his eyes were taking in. If it wasn’t almost directly at eye-level, only a foot away, he never would have believed what he was seeing. If that was what he thought it was, then this girl had eight inches of throbbing, dickmeat strapped firmly down her leg. Suddenly her hesitation, her constant fiddling with her skirt, her oversized, tight underwear - it all made sense to him. She was really a he!

He looked up at her face in horror, and saw she had her eyes closed tightly and was biting her bottom lip, prepared for the devastating reaction she no doubt envisioned he would have. Seeing her like that, ultra-feminine and so vulnerable, he realized what a risk she had taken letting him see what must be her most dangerous secret. Looking at her beautiful face, the long slender neck and full breasts, he saw no traces of any other male characteristics. She didn’t have an Adam’s apple and her breasts were all natural – soft and unscarred. She didn’t even have those veiny hands and wrists like a tranny.

Looking the way Cameron did growing up, he’d heard all the names thrown his way: faggot, cocksucker, prettyboy, little girl, etc. He couldn’t help that he was always small and fine-featured, but being constantly bombarded with aspersions to his heterosexuality had made him just a little bit curious. He’d looked up gay sex on a website once and was thoroughly disinterested. He tried imagining being with a man, but it just wasn’t his cup of tea. He’d also looked up transsexuals and crossdressers. While not entirely unattractive like the gay stuff, he could always see those hints of masculinity in their bodies, movements and voices. No, he knew the difference, and women were definitely what he was interested in.

But here was Kristy. Young, beautiful, sexy and packing a huge girldick. He was torn – he wanted her so badly until he saw the cock, but she trusted him enough to show him and he told her he would like her no matter what - that he liked everything about her. Everything. He looked back down her amazing body to the bulge in her shorts. Actually it wasn’t like the stuff he’d seen on the internet. He wasn’t repulsed, and he found himself actually curious to see what a girl’s cock would look like. The same as normal ones? Did she have balls?

Swallowing, he slowly pulled her tight, cotton underpants down over her slender hips and watched as the thick pole she was hiding revealed itself. She was rock hard, and when the band of her undies got down far enough, her dick popped up, almost whacking him in the mouth. Cameron gulped as he eyed the large, smooth cock bobbing inches from his nose. She was circumsized, hairless and throbbing. And yes, she definitely had balls. Just as smooth and hairless as her cock, and pulled up tight into the crux of her legs.

He heard her whimper and looked up as she covered her face with her hands, her arms pressing her tits together in the process. God she’s fucking hot, he thought. He turned his attention back to her stiff prick. Some of the little Asian trannies he’d seen had been kind of passable as women, and he thought their little ladycocks were actually sort of cute. But this was different. Kristy’s dick was long and solid, and jutted almost straight up from her pelvis.

At 6 ½ inches, he’d always thought he looked rather impressive naked, considering it was relative to his smaller size. But this 16 year old girl’s cock dwarfed his, both in length and girth. She was easily 8’’ and he didn’t know if he could even get his hand all the way around it.

Fascinated, he reached out a finger and stroked down the underside of her cock from the glans to the base. Kristy cried out in pleasure against her hands and her body shook. Cameron thought her dick was as perfect as the rest of her – soft-skinned, thick and stiff with the head turning a deepening shade of rose. He grabbed her big girldick with one hand and softly began to stroke her. He heard her whispering “Oh my God” over and over again as her legs trembled. He noticed the tip of her cock glistening with precum, and he had to taste her. He reached around her and grabbed her tight, little ass with his other hand and pulled her closer as he slowly licked the jizz from her pole.

Kristy shrieked and pushed his head away. “Oh Cameron, you can’t. It’s not right.”

He was still stroking her as he said, “You like it don’t you? I told you I would make you feel good, and it looks like you feel really good.”

He smiled up at her and she nodded slowly. He told her to relax and pulled her around and pushed her back on the bed so she was sitting on the edge as he knelt in front of her. Cameron didn’t know if it was right or wrong, but he knew it felt right. He knew that she was gorgeous and she was hot for him, and the more he tugged on her cock, the harder his own dick became. God help him, but he loved her huge girlcock, he loved her sweet girlcum and he wanted more.

He licked up and down the bottom of her shaft and then moved to her tight sack while his fist pumped her cock. He explored her scrotum with his tongue and lips and nibbled at the base of her dick while she writhed in agitation and dug her nails into his shoulders. He found that there was no pussy underneath, just smooth, uninterrupted skin all the way to her little, pink butthole. Done teasing her, he wanted to feel her fill his mouth up. He slowly licked back up her cock and cleaned up a bit more of her precum. She looked like she could cum at any moment, and he didn’t want to waste a drop.

Unable to wait any longer, Kristy grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of his head and gently pulled him onto her cock as she squeezed one of her big tits with the other hand. She’d never felt anything as good as the warm, wet feeling of Cameron’s mouth and lips wrapped around her shamefully engorged member. Brand new feelings coursed through her body as she arched her back and pinched her nipple in bliss. Cameron was surprisingly tight around her cock and she groaned in frustration when she couldn’t fit more of herself into his eager mouth.

Kristy had never been with a boy before, in fact she hardly talked to them due to her embarrassing secret. She knew she was different from other girls from seeing them in the locker room and sneaking a peek at her dad’s Playboys. She liked boys a lot, but she didn’t want them to think she was a freak, so she tried to avoid their advances. Sometimes her cock would get big and hard and it was really uncomfortable for her. On those days she would lie in bed at night and quietly stroke her cock while she cried guilty tears at the naughty thing she had to do. She felt even guiltier at how wonderful it felt when her cock exploded in great spurting orgasms all over her naked body, but she just couldn’t stop herself and it was the only way she knew of to get rid an erection.

As fantastic as that felt, this was a hundred times better. Her heart had just melted the second she saw Cameron’s clear blue eyes gazing into hers, and now he was here trying to work more and more of her thick girlcock down his throat. Her balls tightened up even more and she began to feel that familiar electric tingling at the base of her cock rising up to focus in the head of her dick. Every time Cameron’s head bobbed down, she felt the incredible sensation of her cock rubbing tightly along his tongue and the walls of his throat. She knew boys weren’t supposed to suck cock, but God damn, Cameron was phenomenal at it. As he slurped up and down on her sexy, wet dick, she wondered what would make a boy want to do something like that, but soon every thought left her mind as her building orgasm began to peak.

Unbelievable, he thought, I’m sucking this big dick and getting turned on. Cameron put his arms under her legs so he could better reach behind her to support her arching back. Her thin legs draped over his shoulders as he jammed her massive dick down his throat and watched her squirm in pleasure, her sexy young breasts shaking and swaying with every movement. He felt Kristy’s hands on his head urging him to go farther down on her shaft and he struggled to comply. His dick was harder than it had ever been in his life. He didn’t want to think about why, but sucking this beautiful high school girl’s dick was turning him on like nothing else.

He felt her swelling in his mouth and realized she was about to spurt. At the same time, Kristy yanked his head down and wrapped her legs around his neck. Choking and unable to breathe, Cameron panicked and tried pulling her thighs apart, but Kristy’s every muscle was locked in ecstasy as she clung to his head and humped her cock farther down his throat. She threw her head back and screamed as she came, unable to hear the muffled pleas Cameron was attempting to get past the thick meat in his mouth. Streams of cum blasted from her cock, directly down the young man’s throat as he gagged and started getting tunnel-vision from the lack of oxygen.

Cameron had stopped struggling to pry open her legs as consciousness began to slip away. Residual orgasmic shivers ran through Kristy’s body as she slowly relaxed her hold on her lover. Opening her eyes, she gently withdrew her softening tool from his throat and bent down to kiss him and taste her own juices, when she noticed the faraway look in his eyes and his struggling breath.

“Oh my God, Cameron! Are you okay! Oh my God, what have I done?”

Cameron sat back on his knees, head down as he weakly coughed up her thick jizz. His face was red with effort and tears of pain ran down from his eyes. Eventually he was able to wheeze some air down his throat, and the darkness around his sight began to recede. Horrified, Kristy held her hands over her mouth and burst into tears. The sweetest boy she’d ever known, who had made her feel so good, was choking on her semen and it was all her fault. Kristy knew he’d never forgive her and it nearly broke her heart. She grabbed her things and ran out of the room and down the stairs. Pausing only long enough to throw on her skirt and sweater, she blindly raced home to lock herself in her house with her misery.

Cameron tried to stop her, to grab onto her as she ran past him, but he wasn’t able to move fast enough and he didn’t have enough wind back in him to call out to her. He ached to tell her it wasn’t her fault, that she had just gotten caught up in moment, the same as he had. He hated seeing her sad; she was so sweet and innocent and didn’t deserve to be hurt because she had gotten too overexcited in her inexperience. When he was finally able to breathe normally, he stood up and made his way downstairs, pulling on his pants as he went. He needed to go over and make things right with Kristy, but when he opened his front door, he saw her parent’s car pulling into their driveway. He couldn’t go over now, but he would definitely fix this situation. He needed to reassure Kristy, and, he had to admit to himself, he wanted more of her sexy girlcock.