Bob moves into new home to find himself friends with Morgan - Teen Next Door home from college. Bob with friend Josh set surveillance cameras which yield a big surprise.
I moved into a rented house on the rundown side of town last year in spring. The porch was sagging, siding looked like crap and the inside was basic. I didn’t really need my own house but the price was right and there was a nice yard for a garden. The day I moved in my neighbors to the south brought over a house warming gift. Seemed like a nice couple, Dave and Kerri. They invited me for dinner the next day.
Next day I was over for diner. their house was not well kept but they welcomed me and called their teen children down to see me. Billy came down first and then Morgan, both home from college. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Morgan. Many a guy may not find her exciting but I jumped at the sight. Morgan is about 5 foot 3 and a small build. Her breasts are smallish but perky. She had a white T-shirt and her breasts barely pushed out but her nipples poked out. Her auburn hair was a little below shoulder length in a cute pony tail. She had on ripped jeans, nice legs and a tight butt.
Morgan was the GIRL NEXT DOOR of my dreams. Not glamorous, not super hot but so enticing in her own way with the cutest smile. We ate in the back yard and dinner went well so I stayed to talk.
Billy, a big dude, took off, who knows where, and Morgan started using the backyard trampoline. I was seated so I was able to watch her but I had to fight not to stare. Her T-shirt would fly in the air on back flips. She would bend over so her tight ass would stick up in the air. She did back flips and legs spread and her groin stuck out. I watch with fascination visualizing every part of her teen body. I took out my cell phone and pretended to text but grabbed candid photos.
Morgan finished exercising and joined up at the table, T-shirt damp with sweat. She used a towel to wipe off. I was concerned I was flush and would give away my excitement. I wanted to reach down and Jack-off. Morgan stretched back in her chair, her perky little tits sticking out of her t-shirt, no bra for this girl. Morgan laughed and joked, her hair and smile were so enticing I wanted to cum in my pants. As soon as I got home I got my bottle of baby oil. I whacked off to the cell phone pictures my cum covering the phone.
I kept thinking of Morgan. That sweet ass, perky tits and pouty mouth. I made prints of my cell phone photos and jerked off on them.
Two days later I heard music in the neighbor’s backyard. I went up to the second floor to have a look. There was Morgan laying face up getting some sun in a tiny two piece. I was back with my good camera and tele lens and binoculars. I zoomed in taking photo after photo. I couldn’t take my eye off her. When she got up she bent over to get her blanket I thought I would fall out the window. As soon as she went in I made 10 prints of my photos. I would cum or spit on each one and take another photo of that print. I started my Morgan Albums. The original print with the dried cum in one and the photo of the print. I started to watch for Morgan coming home and leaving to get more photos for my growing album.
Dave gave me a call, they would be away for few days, could I bring in the paper, feed their cats and check on the house. First day the neighbors were gone I took care of the few tasks and then went straight to Morgan’s room. A basket in the corner had some clothes and soiled panties, fresh with Morgan’s scent. She wouldn’t miss one pair. I took photos of her other panties and her bras even tho she rarely wore one. I knew what photo I would cum on today. I rummaged around checking out all the dresser drawers, finding her sex toys, AH. Took photos of them for my Morgan album.
Morgan and family were back home and I was filled with excitement to see the sweet teen again. She would go out running every evening. I tried to be outside to say hello. Morgan started calling me Uncle Bob when I saw her. At the same time I went out of my way cultivating a friendship with my new neighbors. Dave and I would hang out talking sports. We would order out dinner and eat together. I was always watching for Morgan.
The Neighbors invited me over for pizza, sitting at the dining table I was disappointed, no Morgan. “MOM, where are my pink shorts?” cried Morgan as we sat in the dining room. My heart skipped a beat as Morgan came into the room with only a thin white T-shirt and panties. Her parents didn’t seem to mind at all??? I guess they were used to it and considered me family.
“Honey I thought I put all that I your room.” “Mom it is not there, I guess I’ll wear the blue ones.” I was trembling as she stood next to me. “Hi Uncle Bob, can you go running with me?” “I guess. are you sure I can keep up.” “Bob, can you go with her, the neighborhood is so iffy.” Chimed in Dave. “Bob I’ll see you in few in front of your house.” “Great Morgan.” I watched her walk away with her little ass twitch, cheeks peeking out from her skimpy panties. Bob, we will keep you pizza on the side, you can eat with Morgan later.
I couldn’t get back to my house and change fast enough. Morgan was waiting in her T-shirt and pink shorts. “See you found your shorts.” “Yea they were buried in drawer. You like them?” “They look very nice Morgan.” Off we went, Morgan kept up a good pace but obviously cut it down a little for me to keep up. I trailed just slightly so I could keep an eye on her ass. I managed to get my phone out for a short candid movie of her twierkingass. We made it to the city park. “Morgan, can we stop for some water?”
Morgan and I had worked up a good sweat. Her T-shirt clung to her small tits and perky nipples. She never wore a bra when running, not needed for support but surprised her parents didn’t object. “Uncle Bob, let’s take a selfie. A little stunned, stammered. “Sure lets.” Morgan crunched right in front of me. Her head only up to my shoulders, her body was snug up against mine. I wondered if she could feel me quivering. Morgan took several photos and we laughed as we checked them out as she had made faces in several of them. “Uncle Bob lets be friends on FB.” We exchanged profiles right there. When I saw all of Morgan’s photos she had posted I was stunned. I would have so many to jerk off to.
Heading home I could not stop thinking of Morgan’s ass up against my crotch. Our wet bodies seemed like they stuck to each other. I was confused. Was Morgan being friendly and a little flirty, being a prick tease or coming on to me? Morgan stopped. Uncle Bob take a photo of me running, you can post it on facebook and tag me. We did several takes and each time Morgan got close to me looking the photos, laughed and joked. When we got back, Morgan and I went to eat our pizza, we talked and laughed. “Let’s ride again tomorrow, OK. asked Morgan. I tried to keep a calm reply.
Back in my room I was online. I knew a site where you could post photos or join a chat group. I found a thread to share photos of teens. I didn’t want to post Morgan’s photo on the forum but wanted to share even tho I knew once I put it out there …
“Photos of TEEN GIRL NEXT DOOR”
My phone was pinging with replies. Lots of photos of teens, some were just off the Net. Other were just too nasty. One reply was really exciting. He had photos of a neighbor girl, a cheerleader. Obviously he had access to private moments as some photos were very personal. We exchanged several photos, some his were candid indoors, looked like a security camera. Finally Josh and I exchanged phone numbers and it turned out he only lived 2 hours away. Josh was at my house 2 days later. He looked through my albums poring over every photo of Morgan. We waited on the second floor hoping Morgan would make it out to the backyard. “Fuck Yea, Oh look at that.” Morgan was out in the yard with shorts and exercise bra. She turned on her tablet playing an exercise video.
Josh and I were beside ourselves taking photos while my movie camera capture the action. “Look at that Bob. That is prime fuck meat. Look at her move. Look at those pokeys, OH No she’s sticking her ass out. Look at her shake.” Josh was shooting and rubbing his crotch at the same time. I can see her cunt out lined in shorts. Stretching, squatting Morgan was super hot. Oh no, look at that. Shit, I can’t take it anymore. Morgan toweled off wiping the sweat off. “Dam I want to be in that shower with her, fucking that sweet pussy.”
I printed one of Josh’s photos and one of mine and we jerked off on the photos. “Fuck I want to cum on that face for real. Yea, the both of us at the same time.”
“Bob, you running with her later?.” “No today the family is going out and staying at her uncles overnite.” “Shit, you got a key. right?” “Yea” I’ll go home get some video equipment. We got to get set up in the little bitch’s bedroom.
I watched Morgan and her family leave for her uncles. My thoughts of Morgan had turned more from the girl next door to the slut next door, the young bitch I wanted to fuck. My computer was playing a slide show of Morgan’s afternoon exercises while her movie played on the TV. I got to see her in her bedroom. That will be a show.
I was trembling as Josh and I entered Morgan’s house and made our way to her bedroom. Josh was experienced at placing the equipment and we set up in no time. We made our way to the laundry and snatched a pair of soiled panties. “Josh the bitch will be home tomorrow night, come by around 7:00.”Fuck yea I’ll be there, should be interesting.” We will get receiver set up in your house.”
I couldn’t think of anything else but Morgan. My thought had gone from the girl next door to the slut next door. I wanted to see her naked, in her room. I sat up watching the video of her exercising. Josh came early brimming with excitement. “Josh, bitch is home alone with her brother Billy. I saw her go in about 15 minutes ago.
Sure enough, the cameras turned on as Morgan came into her room. “Fuck Yea, look at that.” Morgan dropped off her shorts, her ass cheeks out around her tight panties. “Oh, no her it comes. She pulled off her panties. Morgan was perfect, a perfect teen specimen. Josh and I were shouting. Come on, take off the shirt.
Morgan was about to take off her shirt when the door opened. “Billy get out of here!!!!.” “Hey Sis, no way to talk to the Bro..” Morgan reached for her panties but Billy grabbed them away, hey don’t get all modest with me. “Billy get out.” “Come on Morgan, you know why I am here.” “Get out or I’ll tell Dad.
“Go ahead, tell Dad. He knows.” “He’d like to fuck his little Princess.” “No, that’s not true. No.” “Yea when he fucks Mom, he imagines it is you. His sweet little bitch daughter. Come on slut, you know what I want. Unless you want me to fuck you in the ass instead.”
“What the Fuck.” Josh and and I stood up to see what would happen next. Billy grabbed Morgan by the hair. Morgan was crying. “Billy don’t make me, please.” “Here slut, I got this for you.” “OMG no.” Billy laughed as he put the leather neck collar on Morgan. “Looking good Sis.”
Billy pulled Morgan’s shirt off . Josh and I were quiet waiting. “Damn Sis, lets get those nipples nice and red and hard. Morgan’s face was tear streaked as her brother twisted and pulled on her tiny breasts. “Oh no, please stop Billy.” Billy pulled Morgan over to the full length mirror. He shoved Morgan down on her knees. “Ok Sis.” Josh had set up a camera with a great view of the mirror expecting to see Morgan but never expecting this.
Josh and I were magnetized to the video as Morgan began suck her brothers cock, his balls in her hands. “Take it all the way down unless you want it in your ass. Look up at me bitch.” “Fucking slut I said take it all the fucking way.” Josh grabbed his sister by the hair and forced his cock deep down her throat. Josh wasn’t huge but Morgan started to gag with drool running down her chin and on to her tits.
Tears ran down Morgans cheeks and spit rolled down her chin. She struggled with cock down her throat. Billy had her hair in a vice grip. He pushed his dick as deep as he could and then pulled it out as Morgan's spit clung to his cock. Grasping her hair he skull fucked his little sister. We watched captivated. Billy was grunting as came inside her mouth, cum dripping down her chin. Billy let go of Morgan’s hair and she dropped down cowering on the floor. Cum dripped from her mouth down on to he chest and tits. Her face was beet red from the mouth fucking.
“Fucking great, got it all hear on my cell phone.” Laughed Billy
“What are you doing with that video, what.” Cried Morgan “Ha, I going to show dad what a slut you are.” “His little girl is a cum slut.” “Show to my friends.” Oh, Billy. No you can’t", Morgan was left crying on the floor.