Feeding The Neighbor

Back when I was 14 I had a friend my age who was in football. Everyday after school we would play sports games in his room. There was an old country man in our neighborhood that had a blonde daughter who was much older than us probably 17 at the time. She would always wear country jeans, boots, and a plain tee shirt. We befriended her one day when we were outside tossing a football. Eventually she started hanging out with us in his room.

One day we heard her father got mad at her because she had a whole bunch of guys over her house so we confronted her but she responded with us being “too young” to understand. I was more naive at the time but my friend seemed to have caught on quickly to what she meant and would tease her about getting in trouble all the time.

That day we made a bet while playing games that she would tell us what happened if we beat her at her favorites sports games. My friend ended up winning and I did not. She bent over after he won and whispered in his ear for a good couple of seconds. I couldn’t hear anything but I could see how shocked he was and they both ended up laughing it out shortly. I was jealous but figured he would tell me later. My friend after hearing her story, asked her to play again but this time if he won he would tell me what she said and if she won she would challenge him to a dare.

After some intense and fun gaming the score had settled.
My friend lost but I was both entertained and amazed at her skills to be upset. After she won she gets up again and whispers in his ear once more but this time he says “noooo way” and looks at me. He looks at her and asks “wait can I ask the rules?”. For a good couple of minutes they whisper back and forth and I’m feeling left out of the conversation so I just fiddle away at the game we were playing.

Finally she gets up points at her lips and asks if he could feed her. My buddy gets up looks at me and says we will be right back, we are gonna get some snacks from the kitchen. They close the door on me and don’t come back for a couple of minutes but when they do they bring in chips and Oreos.

I didn’t think much of it, like I mentioned before, I was really naive as a kid, but didn’t bother them after seeing the snacks they brought it .
That is until I realized a few days later how hot she was.

From that day forward this girl would wear only tight Nike shorts when she was with us. I remember thinking how her shorts looked like panties on her because she would constantly have to adjust them. Whenever we would play me and my buddy couldn’t keep our eyes off of her. But I noticed that she would act different around him than before. She would lay on his lap, sit on him, yoga stretch on the floor in front of him, and also stick her tongue out at his face to taunt him. I also started to notice that at random times when we would hang out with her she would stick out her tongue at him and say “it’s time to feed me” “I’m hungry” or “ahhh” and they would disappear for a few minutes.

I stopped hanging out with them after a while because it got annoying and sometimes they acted like I was not there. Eventually my buddy told me that truth that she was giving him head and teasing him because she thought he had a big penis. I felt dumb when he told me but was still a little skeptical so he took a vid of her where he secretly recorded her giving him head in his parents truck. I couldn’t see anything other than the back of her blonde bobbing up and down and her ass in the air.

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by Anonymous on Jul 30, 2022 at 10:18 AM

Ha ha. I remember the first time I 'let' a boy film me. We had been messing around and then one afternoon the atmosphere was different. He wanted us to mess around in our usual spot and time but this time he was both more nervous and more demanding. I figured he either had a friend hiding in the room somewhere or he borrowed his parents video camera and was recording us.

My chest was my favorite asset, so I took off my top and bra, saying I didn't want his jiz on my clothes. My hair covered pretty much everything on what I was doing so when he kept brushing my hair back on my left side and not on my right, I knew it had to be for a camera and not a person in the closet.

I was pretty new to the whole scene so he was only the second boy I had blown but, at the time, I desired to blow a many men and boys as I could and not get a bad reputation.

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