I ruffle my brown hair as I lift up the box, bringing it inside my new house. I grunt slightly as I put it down; feeling the strain in my back. Our neighbours on both sides had came out to greet us, but I couldn’t help but gaze at one. 

She was gorgeous, with long blonde hair, thick thighs and bust that could work as pillows. I’m fourteen, so I’m in my prime for puberty. All I thought about was sex. Everyday, 24/7, 365. It was awesome, most of the time. Except for situations like this. I could feel my pants getting tighter as a bulge grew in my boxers. I ran inside with another box and sprinted upstairs. 

I threw myself onto the bed and thought about what to do next. I slowly sat up and noticed where the window was. I walked over to it, and noticed that the layouts of the houses were reversed, which meant the bedroom windows faced each other. I peeked my head through the blinds, and could tell who’s bedroom was parallel from mine. It was the neighbour’s.

I saw her entering her house, so I shut my bedroom door and locked it. It was getting late, so she was probably going to bed. Luckily, her bedroom window blinds were open, so I could see everything in there. Eventually, I saw her bedroom door open. She had entered her room, and started to strip down. I gasped and blushed heavily, then grabbed my phone. I took plenty of pictures of her in her underwear, stroking myself as I did so. She took off her underwear and bent down at her dresser, showing me everything. 

By that point, I knew I needed a piece. 

This story is about a young teen named Cole Stark. He meets a gorgeous lady who has an extremely slutty daughter. He wants to make it his duty to slide into both of them. 

 I wake up on the floor, with drool leaking out of my mouth. I look around confused, then turn on my phone. It was at 3%, with around 30 pictures of the neighbour next-door. I smirk and bite my lip as I swipe through them. 

She must have been in her mid-thirties, because she had a kid my age. She was a girl, who definitely took after her mother. For fourteen, she was quite thick and busty, but not as busty as her mom. I had two options to go after, so I was a bit torn. 

I headed downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal, and scarfed it down. I went out to my driveway and to my basketball net, that the movers helped set up. 

I started playing basketball, practicing my handled and improving my form. It was the summer time, so I was practicing for the school basketball team. I shot the ball and missed, sending it way down my driveway. It rolled over to my neighbours driveway, right to their basement window. I picked up the ball, then noticed the neighbour doing some laundry through the window. I peeked in the window and gawked at her ass.

The cheeks looked even better this close, but they looked even better stuffed in super tight skinny jeans. She bent over and grabbed something from the dryer. It was a scandalous pair of pink lingerie. I was confused at what she was doing for a moment, but then I realized she was getting changed. I wanted to get out of the way, in case she noticed me, but I felt compelled to watch. 

She stripped down again, then put on the lingerie. I stuck a hand in my pants and began stroking as she looked at herself in a mirror. I could see myself in the reflection, so I dove out of the way. She turned to the window and raised a brow, noticing the random basketball sitting in front of it. I waited a few minutes, then retrieved the basketball, still really nervous.