The day grew hot as Felix sat down at his desk to take a break from packing for his summer trip to Greece. He had gotten a job as a research assistant over the summer, and his flight was leaving in two days. He should have had it done earlier, but procrastination was always his strong suit, along with gaming and looking up random historical facts on the internet. Although now, as he opened up his laptop, history was the furthest thing from his mind.
Instead, he clicked the folder titled 'Frontline Tactics 2', and then opened the 'Sound Files' folder. Though instead of sound files, he found his stash of torrented porn. A few years earlier, his younger sister had accidentally found his downloaded porn, which he hadn't taken any precautions to hide, and got him grounded for six months. After that he had decided to keep it well hidden, and made sure to keep it behind fake folders. Even though he was 19, he still would prefer to not get in trouble over it.
As Felix browsed through his collection, he began to debate which one to watch. He narrowed it down to a few videos of some favorite porn stars of his, and an amateur milf video that he had recently downloaded. Since he hadn't seen it yet, Felix opened it, unzipping his shorts and pulling them and his underwear down, releasing his semi-hard penis.
It was one of those interview videos, where the woman was supposedly shooting her first sex scene, and as such the first few minutes were mostly just her discussing her sexual history with the camera guy. Felix didn't mind, though, as the woman in question was rather hot. Not too skinny, with a body like Valerie Bertinelli before she lost a bunch of weight. Her breasts looked like C-cups, which she confirmed when the camera guy asked her to take off her top. Felix softly stroked himself as she began to take off her pants, revealing thick, rounded thighs and a nice bubble butt. It was slightly saggy, but then again he'd always liked women with more meat to them.
As the video played on, she went through the typical three minute blowjob, then laid down on her back and spread her legs, letting the male performer enter her. Felix studied it closely, while still lightly gripping his penis and stroking it. He wasn't a virgin, but he had only had sex three times with his first girl, who had been his first, and that last time had had been over a year ago.
While he watched the guy in the video speed up his thrusts, Felix did so in turn, imagining himself in the video instead of whoever this guy was. He also noticed that the man's penis was about the same size as his own. A solid seven inches, his ex had proclaimed to him once that it was the perfect size for her. Not small by any means, but not too big to where she would have refused to let him into her. Felix thought for a second that he should get into porn, but then dismissed the notion as a hopeless dream. He had neither the stamina nor the body for it. Instead of a toned, muscular body, he was slim, with a slight pudge to his stomach as opposed to six-pack abs. Felix figured instead that it would be better for all involved to stick to what he knew, and continued to stroke himself, feeling his orgasm beginning to come on.
*ding dong*
The doorbell rang from downstairs. Annoyed at the brief disturbance, Felix went back to his business, speeding up and slightly tightening the grip on his stiff member.
*ding dong*
The bell rang again, followed by seven short, rapid knocks. Felix let out an exasperated sigh, then stood up and pulled up his clothes, hiding his still hard penis back within his briefs and zipping up his shorts. "Coming," he shouted as he smoothed out his shorts. "I'll be right down, gimme a sec." Felix glanced back at his laptop screen as the woman in the video rapidly rubbed her clit while riding the man backwards, moaning so loud she might as well have been screaming. "Damn it," he whispered, closing the video and the laptop before heading downstairs.
As he got to the door, the person on the other side knocked again, seven brief, rapid knocks. Typically, Felix would have looked through the peephole to check who it was, but as he was in a hurry to get back and finish his session, he unthinkingly unlocked the door and opened it. Standing outside was his next-door neighbor, the stupidly attractive Miss Amanda Dorson.
He gave her a quick up and down glance, as he always did when he saw her. She stood tall, at least five-foot ten, but still just shy of Felix's six-foot stature. Her dark blond hair was up in a ponytail, but was so long that it ran down to at least the small of her back, just above her round backside, the fantasized image of which Felix had masturbated to plenty of times in the seven years she'd lived next-door to his family. Speaking of which, the black tights she wore lived up to their name, tightly wrapping around the curves of her thighs and rear. Her white t-shirt fell loosely around her breasts, giving away no hints to their true size.
"Miss Dorson," Felix exclaimed, with a barely restrained smile, his porn immediately forgotten. "What are you doing here?"
Amanda's face tightened up into an embarrassed smile, her deep blue eyes meeting his with innocence behind them. "I'm sooooo sorry to bother you, Felix," she said, tellingly moving her body in a constrained way, "but I sorta locked myself out of the house while I was in the backyard, and I reeeeeally need to pee, and Miranda's at her boyfriend's all day so she won't be home until late tonight. Would it be okay if-"
"Yeah, of course," Felix replied. "You know where it is, up the stairs to the right."
"Oh my god, thank you!" she exclaimed, giving him a brief, light hug, then shuffled off to the stairs. Felix took a second to recover from the soft feel of her body on him, and once he recovered he shut the door, heading back upstairs to his room.
As he returned to packing his luggage, Felix found himself unable to focus, his mind instead locked on what he saw on his way up the stairs. Miss Dorson had taken her time heading up, and while he was a ways behind her, as he looked up he saw the tights being stretched thin enough for him to be able to see her green and pink striped panties underneath. Felix folded up a shirt and put it into his main bag, then sat on his bed, absent-mindedly rubbing at the crotch of his shorts, wishing he were again alone in the house so he could openly masturbate at the fantasy.
Suddenly, he heard a flush from down the hall, and rapidly jolted up, returning to folding his clothes. After putting another shirt in the bag, he heard Miss Dorson exit the bathroom. "Felix, you there?"
"Yeah, I'm in my room," he called back through his half-open door, immediately hoping he wouldn't say something stupid and make her feel uncomfortable.
Miss Dorson suddenly appeared in his doorway, leaning against the frame. "Oh man, again, thank you soooo much for letting me use your restroom," she sighed with a smile. "I had been holding it in for forever, I was worried my bladder would explode!"
Felix chuckled. "Don't worry about it, Miss Dorson," he replied, turning to face her. "That's the neighborly thing to do, right?"
"Please, Felix, you can call me Amanda," she answered, meeting his gaze with soft eyes. "But yeah, I guess so." She glanced over to the laptop on the desk. "Hey, do you mind if I use your laptop really quick? I need to message Miranda and see if she can have Alan bring her by the house so she can let me in, my phone and everything is in there."
