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Chapter 1
It was well past midnight as Mark drove home; once again his girlfriend had left him with a raging case of blue balls. He was after all eighteen; he needed something more then mild petting and a few minutes of making out. Kristen was a beautiful girl, shoulder length blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen, he just seemed to lose himself when he stared deeply into them. But she was also a good Catholic, and wanted to keep her virginity till her wedding night; aside from the obvious problem, her aforementioned good looks only made things worse.
His cock stirred as he remembered when he picked her up, dressed in a tight pair of jeans and her C-cup tits pressing against her sweater. Through the entire movie he kept trying to get a feel of her ass, or breasts, whatever happened to be exposed at the time. Sadly each attempt was met with resistance, after the first hour he simply gave up, and contented himself with watching the movie. This if course was the usual tedium, advance and be repelled. Mark was soon pulling into his driveway, trying to push the vision of his girlfriend from his mind; perhaps it was time the he simply moved on.
Walking into the house he began to wonder about finding someone else, someone that will put out. Of course he was being selfish and shallow, but he was also a teenager filled with hormones and he just wanted to fuck someone. With no one to talk to, his friends and brother asleep decided that a while in the hot tub would help ease his troubles. Pulling of his clothes as he made his way upstairs and into his room, he took a moment to admire himself in the mirror, he had taken great care to eat properly and exercise and the fruits of that labor were clearly visible. He was tall with shaggy brown hair and hazel eyes, his strong chin and broad chest of awarded him stares from a number of his female schoolmates.
Mark lived in an upper class suburban neighborhood, the average house costing close to half a million. So it could easily be said that Mark had lived a live of leisure, no doubt this was responsible for his sometimes arrogant demeanor, but he was still rather charming and funny. Much to his own surprise, and no doubt to his friends, despite his money and good looks he was still a virgin, Kristen was in fact his first and only girlfriend. Until tonight he had never even thought about leaving her, or cheating on her, it could be that he even loved her but he was not sure. Trying to push such thoughts out of his mind, he slowly eased himself into the hot water, instantly he began to feel his muscles relax and his strain melt away.
For the next half hour he drifted in and out of sleep, until his attention was drawn to the house next-door. Much like his own, it was an impressive structure, three stories high and for lack of a better word, huge. The Clarks, to whom the house belonged, were well acquainted with his own parents, being of course that they were near the same age. Also they had a daughter, Claire, in her first year of college if his memory serves, he had never bothered to talk to her instead he simply would ogle after her. He watched as a number of lights were turned on inside, with no other children or family in the area, it could only be Claire. She was a magnificent specimen, her breasts were average in size but did not droop in the least, and her long red hair and perfect ass were his favorite features. For years he had fantasized about fucking her, and ripping off her clothes and sticking his dick in her ass. But the strange thing was, she was not supposed to be home, she should have been at school. Her parents had gone on vacation, and he knew for a fact that they would never have trusted her to have the house to herself. A number of years ago they had left her home, and she had of course used the opportunity to throw a party. Unfortunately it had gotten out of hand, and her parents found out.
His curiosity getting the best of him, he gets out of the tub and grabs a towel, deciding to do a bit of investigation. Wrapping the towel around his wait, he walked toward a lighted window; casually peering inside, the possibility of getting a view of her naked had of course crossed his mind. But even in his wildest dreams would he have imagined to find her masturbating, but in fact, there she was. Dressed in bra and panties, his fingers rubbing the black silk covering her slit. The vision of her nude body causes his jaw to drop and his dick to harden, and of course another feature was added to his favorites. A cruel trick of fate is that red heads are often very light skinned, but Claire was more tan and beautiful. He watched in stunned silence as she pushed the material to the side and dipped a finger into her cunt, this was the sexiest thing he had ever seen and he had to capitalize on the situation.
Perhaps he was simply in a state of shock, but he knew what he wanted to do and would not let fear hold him back. Walked to the sliding door and quietly let himself in, Claire seemed too busy to notice, so he began to approach. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
The sound of his voice brought her out of her reverie, her heart racing as she lurched to her feet, “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same except I think I have a pretty good Idea.”
“I know you, you’re the kid next door.” Surprising she seemed relieved to have identified him, and equally shocking was the way she looked at his exposed body.
“Its Mark, and you look like a slut.” He spoke so coldly, his statement finally causing her to realize her own condition. A blush spreading across her face as she reached for a blanket to cover herself, draping it over her body trying to hide herself from his gaze. “Don’t do that, I want to see your body, you have a very sexy body. I thought sluts like to be looked at, to know they make men’s dicks hard.”
Claire knew she should be offended, but it was turning her on, she was getting excited as he talked to her like this. He spoke so confidently, she felt small as he came closer and closer to her. Suddenly his hand reached out and tore the blanket from her body.
“God, look how wet you are, you want me to fuck you.”
