This Teen Phone Sex fantasy starts on a Saturday night. I went over to my neighbor’s house to babysit while he went bowling. My neighbor, Brad and his wife, Jenny had moved-in about three years ago.  Last year, Jenny died in a car crash leaving Brad alone to raise their two-year-old son, Jordan. When I walked into the house, Brad was in front of the TV and I figured Jordan was already in bed.

“Is Jordan sleeping already?” I asked as Brad got up to put on his shoes.  “Yup, there’s a soda in the fridge if you get thirsty.  I’ll be back around 10:00.”  he said on his way out the door. Brad is a decent looking guy and I’ve often wondered why he never dated after his wife died.  I’m sure he wouldn’t have any trouble. Sometimes, he might look a little disheveled, but for the most part, I think he’d be quite the catch.

When I got up to check Jordan, it was past 10pm and Brad wasn’t home yet. Jordan was fast asleep, so I went back to the living room and the TV. A few minutes later, the door opened.

“Hey, Mandy. I’m home.” Brad said with a slur. It was obvious he was drunk. I could smell the alcohol as he staggered past the living room and into the kitchen. I’d never seen him like that before.

“Hey baby, want a night cap?”  he said, opening a can of beer and handing it to me.  Beer isn’t my first choice, but I wasn’t about to refuse.

“Thanks, so how was your night?”  I asked.  “Great! Oh is Jordan ok?” he asked and I told him that he was fine.

This Teen Phone Sex fantasy really kicked into high gear about an hour and three beers later. Brad sat down next to me on the couch. His face was red, his eyes glassed over and his breath smelled like beer.  He playfully reached over and tugged at the bottom of my skirt. It was strange. Brad usually ignored me, for the most part, but at that moment, I knew he wasn’t ignoring me. In fact, he was flirting with me. It was crazy. I was a little afraid, but excited too.

Brad leaned over to kiss me and slipped a hand up my skirt. His lips were soft. The kiss overwhelmed me and I barely noticed that his hand was already rubbing my pussy through my panties. He was panting as I felt his fingers slide into my cotton panties.  “Hold on, stop. We shouldn’t be doing this.” I said and he replied, “Aw, come on Mandy,” he said.  “Haven’t I always been good to you?” My mind was telling me to just get up and go home, but my excited body had something else in mind.

I let Brad lay me back on the couch and he was kissing me as he unbuttoned my top. I could feel his hard, muscular body and it was a pleasant surprise. As he kissed me and pulled my breast out of my bra, he got on top of me and I could feel his hard cock grinding against my pussy. My skirt was up around my waist, so all that was between us was my panties and his pants. He felt so big and hard. I couldn’t help but imagine him inside me. I started grinding up against him.

Suddenly, he stopped and just looked at me. Then he stood up and said, “Let’s do it.” Before I could say anything, he had his pants down and his huge cock was practically in my face. How could I say ‘no’ to something that was so impressive. He pulled my panties down and climbed back on top of me. I could feel him pressed up against my wet pussy hole. I gasped as I felt him push into me. It was so big. It hurt, a bit, but it was that good king of hurt. Slowly, he worked his way in and out of me, trying to get all the way inside me. I was a little scared, but I wanted it so bad that I started to push back with each thrust.

After a few more tries, Brad let out a growl and just rammed his cock deep inside me. I let out a little yelp, but that didn’t stop me from matching him thrust for thrust. With only a few more deep thrusts, my pussy exploded and I could feel his cock shooting deep inside me. Then he stood up and started to pull up his pants.

“You’re not going to tell your dad, are you?” he said nervously.  “No way,” I said with a wink and he brushed my hair away from my face.

“Good. Then it’s our little secret.” he said and smiled before he turned and walked down the hallway to his bedroom.

xoxo,
Mandy
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