My Neighbor: Kelli’s Unforgettable Girl Next Door Experience

Kelli wasn’t the prettiest girl I knew, but she was certainly one of them. And to my way of thinking, she was the ultimate Girl Next Door – and I’m sure you would have agreed, if you happened to be, like me, an athletic, fun-loving fourteen-year-old boy. She was a year younger than me; we had lived house by house since I was ten, in the quiet suburban neighborhood of older homes, wide tree-lined streets, deep lawns, and a large public park with its own woods that in spring and summer provided a private retreat.

Kelli and I had been friends and playmates since word one; we were both only children of two-working-parent families, and the only kids our age for several blocks around. Her long brown hair and flashing brown eyes, ready grin, and playful attitude – not to mention her practically inexhaustible energy and daring that matched mine – made her as good as “one of the guys” in all kinds of adventures. At about 5’2″, she was maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet; there wasn’t an ounce of additional flesh on her petite but muscular frame – except, as we grew, for those two slowly emerging mounds on her chest.

“I’m hot!” she complained, and I asked, “Wanna swim?” We had spent the morning on our bicycles, racing through the trails in the Woods. We made it back to her house and scrounged some lunch – baloney sandwiches and chips we munched on in front of the TV.

“I’ll be right back!” I responded, and running next door, stripped and pulled on my trunks. By the time I got back, she was already in the pool in a skimpy little bikini, and we began splashing and laughing and playing tag and wrestling around as we always did.

“What’s wrong with you? Getting waterlogged?” Kelli giggled. I had not even been aware of it, but I had been just standing in the pool staring at her for who knows how long.

“Not me!” I retorted, and lunged for her. In a flash, we were playing tag again. She was quick as an otter, and slipperier than a trout, and not above flailing those pretty little feet at me in escape, for I was the hunter in this game and she the prey.

“You cheated!” she complained, but I could tell she was intrigued. There was a redder-than-usual flush on her face, and as she panted from the exertion, I felt she was looking at me in a different way.

“Well, I won!” I exclaimed. “So what’s my prize?” “Ummm – a backrub?” she suggested. “Great!” was my response – I’d had Kelli’s backrubs before, and they were downright heavenly.

“Now my turn!” she said as I knelt over her, and she purred like a kitten as I began gently massaging that wonderful little body. But just as I was getting into it, a dark cloud appeared overhead with a bolt of lightning, a crash of thunder, and a sudden downpour of cold, hard rain!

“What’s wrong with you?” Kelli giggled. “Getting waterlogged?” I asked, but I was too stunned to move. The rain pounded against us, and I found my arms around her, holding her close to me.

“I think we should get under cover,” I said, but Kelli just rubbed against my erection more and more, and I – too embarrassed to move, and too awestruck to the amazing sensation to want to – began to wonder if she was doing it on purpose.

“As the rain fell harder,” I thought, “my question was answered; slowly she turned to face me, still wrapped in my arms. Our eyes met for a long moment, and without a word, her head tilted slightly to one side, and mine to the other as she lifted herself on tip-toe and I leaned down; our lips met, and for a while, we stood there, unaware of the storm, slowly beginning to explore a new world of passionate affection.”

As if by simultaneous yet unspoken consent, our mouths opened slightly, and our tongues introduced themselves – at first with civility and curiosity, then with a growing hunger. This went on for how long? I don’t know – time had frozen for us. But the joy of our kisses began to overtake me, and I found my mouth straying from hers to kiss first her face, then her neck; she willingly and happily yielded to these forays, and began to softly moan with the pleasure of my lips on her neck.

“Now her moans became soft sighs – I heard her involuntary ‘Ohhhhhhh!!’ as I began to caress her breasts with both hands, while at the same time she began once again to rub her bottom into my now-raging hardness. Her breath became shorter, and her sighs more frequent, and the pressure against my erection more constant, the circular motion against it more intense, and I found that my right hand was beginning to stray down from her breast to feel the tension of her hard, muscular abs.”

“With each motion of her ass against my cock, my hand made ever wider circles until it brushed against the fabric of her bikini bottoms, and then I felt her legs part ever so slightly, inviting me to explore further. The garment was loose enough after our pool-play for my hand to easily slide under it and in a flash of lightning, I felt the downy-soft hair; as the ensuing thunder boomed, I found the inner source of the crease I had observed earlier.”

“Now her moans and sighs had become a series of panting sounds – ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’ on and on until my middle finger came to something wet and warm within the folds of softness – a slight swelling – and her legs parted even more as she cried ‘Yes! Oh, yes – yes – YES!’ and we began to move in rhythm – the circles of her ass against my cock, the circles of my left hand around her breasts and stiffened nipples, and the circle of my finger around her tiny immature clitoris.”

“Now she stiffened – her breath came in short catches – she arched her pelvis against my finger and then suddenly, at once, her legs clamped together on my hand, her arms wrapped tightly around mine across her breast, and a loud, impassioned ‘OHHHHH!’ made its way out from deep inside her, and I felt wave after wave of some other-worldly ecstasy course through her, over and over and over, and with each wave, another ‘OHHHHH!’ – part moan, part cry – forced itself from her throat.”

“Eventually, after another timeless eternity, little by little, the waves diminished, and then I felt her knees buckle. I caught her in my arms as she fell, exhausted, and gently, I lowered us both to the wet grass and held her gently as she panted her way back from wherever it was she had gone.

“After a while, she began to move; I found myself asking, ‘Are you OK?’ She laughed a laugh I had never heard – a deep, relaxed, satisfied laugh, and then answered, ‘Oh, yeah, Danny. I’m great. That was awesome!’ Then she turned and looked at me with something brand new in her eyes – a look of wonderful contentment and joy – and in another instant, there was a hint of mischief.”

“‘But what about you?’ she asked coyly, and her eyes fell to the still-throbbing erection causing an obvious tent in my trunks. She pushed my shoulders to the ground, and in a moment, had pulled my swimsuit down. ‘Oh!!’ she breathed as my cock sprang to its full six inches, and before I knew it, her hand was on it.”

“‘Show me how,'” she said, and I placed my hand around hers and began to stroke it up and down on my shaft. Soon I was able to relax my grip, and did she ever take over from there. I lay with my face in the rain as she jacked me off – first gently and slowly until I moaned ‘Faster!’ She did as she was told; the result was inevitable.”

“Now, I had been masturbating for over a year, but nothing could have prepared me for the incredible rush of that first orgasm from Kelli’s hand. I felt my balls begin to tighten as a burning sensation at the tip of my cock began to work its way down through my entire pelvis, and it felt as though a volcano at the core of my very soul had begun to rumble and shake throughout my whole body.”

“As though from some distance, I heard myself begin to vocalize with each heavy exhale, just as Kelli had done minutes before – ‘Oh! Oh! OH! OHHH!’ and then suddenly, the volcano erupted with such force and such indescribable pleasure as I had never experienced in my young life. Rope after rope of white-hot semen burst from my purple member as Kelli continued to pump faster and faster – and with each ejaculation came, one after another, wave after wave of amazing, overwhelming ecstasy.”

“As lightning crackled and thunder exploded over me, I cried out time after time, utterly lost in the most all-encompassing, earth-shaking, mind-blowing orgasm I had ever experienced or even dreamed of. Finally, the eruption subsided, and as I felt my body begin to relax, Kelli fell beside me, pulling up my swimsuit as she stuffed my limp but satisfied cock back inside.”

As the storm dissipated, we lay there, listening to the gentle patter of the rain and the distant rumble of thunder fading into the horizon. The sky slowly lightened, and a warm ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, casting a golden glow over us.

I rose to my knees, then to my feet, and reached out to take Kelli’s hand. She smiled up at me, and we shared a long, deep, passionate kiss, our lips moving in perfect sync.

We pulled back slightly, and I looked at her with questioning eyes.

“Have you…ever?” I asked, my voice trailing off. Kelli’s eyes never left mine as she shook her head.

“No, never,” she said softly.

“And you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“No, never,” I replied, smiling back at her.

Kelli’s face broke out into a radiant grin, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

“You want to again, don’t you?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Oh, man, are you kidding?” I exclaimed, my voice filled with excitement.

“That was the best, the most – you were…oh, God, Kelli, I don’t even know what to say,” I gushed, my words tumbling out in a rush.

Kelli laughed, a sweet, throaty sound, and I felt my heart melt.

“Good,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, as though reading my thoughts.

“We’ve got all summer left,” she added, smiling up at me.

We made our way back to the pool, and spent the rest of the afternoon floating on the water, kissing and occasionally touching each other, our bodies swaying to the rhythm of the water.

As we drifted along, I could feel the tension building between us, a spark of electricity that seemed to grow stronger with every passing minute.

I didn’t want the day to end, didn’t want to leave Kelli’s side, didn’t want to break the spell that had been cast over us.

But as I heard the sound of her mom’s car coming up the driveway, I knew our time was running out.

I smiled down at Kelli, and she smiled back up at me, her eyes shining with a hint of mischief.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.

“I’ll be here,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, as I pulled away and made my way back to shore.