The New Neighbor
I walked into the kitchen with a bowl in my hands. I'd just finished having some Multi-grain Cheerios and let my two cats fight over who was going to drink the most milk from the bowl. I set the bowl in the sink and ran a little bit of water in it. Something outside the window caught my attention. I looked out to see a large black SUV pull into the vacant house across the street. I watched as a young man stepped out of the SUV and open the back of the vehicle to retrieve some boxes.
"Hmm. New neighbor." I said aloud to no one in particular. I watched as the stranger set a box on the front steps and fumble with the keys to unlock the front door. He struggled to get the box in his arms while holding the door open and I giggled at his frustration. "Poor guy. If I was any kind of neighbor, I'd go help him." I looked down at my pink pajamas and ran my hand over my hair. It was sticking up in many different directions. "Shower first. Then you can be neighborly."
I ran the water for a nice hot shower. I stepped in and stood under the water until my body turned pink. I lathered my hair and my body and rinsed off. I wrapped a towel over my head and one around my body as I got the idea to bake some cookies. "He's sure to want a snack after all that heavy lifting." I nodded. I walked into the kitchen again wrapped in the towels and set the oven temperature. I got out the ever handy roll of cookie dough from my fridge and placed little blobs of the dough on a cookie sheet before placing the sheet in the oven.
I went back into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup while the cookies baked. The air was filled with the delicious aroma and the timer sounded just as I was applying my lip gloss. I took the cookies out of the oven to cool while I went to throw on some clothes. It was warm outside so I chose a light T-shirt and a pair of cut off shorts and put them on over my light pink bra and matching boyshorts. I put the cookies in a little basket and slipped my feet into my flip flops before I headed out the door.
I timidly walked up the steps to the stranger's house and rang the bell once. I bit my lip and turned to look at his giant SUV sitting in the driveway. The door opened and startled me. I looked up into the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes. A look of annoyance clouded his face. I just stood there frozen.
"Yes?" He finally asked.
"Oh. Uh... cookies?" I held the basket up a little higher.
He raised an eyebrow at me. "Thanks." He took the basket from me. "I'm busy." He turned and shut the door in my face.
My brows furrowed as I stared at the closed door in front of me. "What an asshole." I huffed and headed back to my house, mumbling horrible things about him under my breath. I entered my house and slammed my front door. "Fucking prick. That's the last time I'm being nice to anyone. I hopes he chokes to death on my cookies."
I went into the kitchen and poured the water from the bowl in the sink. I opened the dishwasher and placed the bowl in there. I slammed my dishwasher closed as my doorbell rang out. I stomped to the door and flung it open. There stood the rude neighbor with a grin on his face. "I should slap that grin off his fucking face." I thought. I crossed my arms over my chest. "What?"
His grin widened. "I wanted to come thank you for the cookies."
"Okay. You've thanked me." I went to shut the door and he stuck his hand out and caught it before it slammed closed. "Uh, do you mind?"
"Not at all." He said as he pushed the door back open and stepped inside. His eyes danced over my body and I suddenly felt self-conscious.
"I didn't invite you in. Aren't monsters supposed to be invited in first?" I grimaced at him.
"I'm not a vampire." He laughed as his tongue flicked over his lip ring. "I'm Tom."
"And I don't care. Now, if you would please-" His mouth crashed into mine as his hands held my face. I struggled against him and put my hands on his chest to push him away. "What the flying blue fuck?!"
He said nothing but grabbed my hands and kissed me again. He was quickly walking me backwards. I stumbled a few times but his arms kept me from falling. I felt myself begin to kiss back and my hands found their way to the back of his neck. We broke long enough for him to ask, "Bedroom?"
I nodded and led the way. As soon as we entered the door, he grabbed me and shoved me onto the bed. He slapped my face and I sat there stunned. My hand went to my cheek that was still stinging. "Wha-"
"Shut up, you fat bitch!" He said roughly as he pushed me back and climbed on top of me.
"Whoa. Hold up-" He slapped my face again. This time it was so hard my nose felt as if it was going to bleed.
"You'll talk when I tell you to." He bit my neck harshly and I yelped.
I was confused and hurt. Tears welled up in my eyes as I lay there motionless. I was scared to say or do anything for fear that he'd hit me again. He had ripped my T-shirt up the middle and was kissing, licking and biting my breasts, stomach, sides and neck. I felt the tears begin to spill down my temples and into my hair and I sniffed. Tom stopped and looked at me with concern.
"It's just a game. Don't worry." He wiped the tears and kissed my lips gently. "You get to do this to me later." He smiled as he kneaded my right breast. He took the nipple into his mouth and sucked lightly. I moaned and felt his hard dick pressing against my inner thigh. "Shut the fuck up, bitch." He said and bit my breast hard. "I'll tell you when to moan." He smiled up at me and kissed his way down to the top of my shorts. He slid them off and his tongue swirled circles around my vagina. My legs shook with anticipation. "You want this?" He asked as he slid one finger into my opening.
"Mmm. Yesss." I moaned.
"You sure about that?" He slid another finger into my vagina. My hips rose to meet with the thrusts.
"Mmm hmmmm." I hummed.
He added a third finger and his tongue danced over my clit. I whimpered and his hand thrust harder. I felt a warmth between my legs that slowly washed over my entire body. The orgasm hit me hard and I came into his hand. He kept going until my entire body was stiffened.
He wiped his hand off on his pants. He hovered over me and kissed my lips again. I could taste myself on his tongue. "It's your turn." He said quietly in my ear.
I quickly turned us over so that I was on top of him. He lay there waiting for my first move. I smiled sweetly at him as I drew back and punched him in the jaw. "You think I'm a fat bitch?" His eyes flew open in shock as he moved his jaw around.
"Nice hook!" He said, amused.
I punched him again. "Who told you you could talk?" He smiled. "Wipe that fucking grin off your face and watch as this fat bitch makes you cum."
I slid off the bed and pulled his hips so he was at the edge of the bed. I positioned myself on my knees and yanked his pants and boxers down exposing his throbbing cock. I grabbed the bottom of his shaft and flicked my tongue over the head, tasting the pre-cum that had formed. He drew in a breath through his teeth. I trailed my tongue down the base of his dick and back up again. His dick twitched and he squirmed. I smiled.
I took the head into my mouth and let my tongue swirl around it. His hips bucked slightly. I took as much as I could into my mouth and began to bob my head as my hand worked the bottom of his shaft. My head would go down as my hand would come up to meet it. His hands clutched the blankets and his breaths came in short gasps.
"Unh. Oh- Unh. God. I'm- I'm gonna-" He spoke quickly as he couldn't form a coherent sentence.
His hips thrust up unevenly and he stiffened as he hit his climax. I didn't stop. I swallowed quickly and kept going until he cried out in pain. I sat back on my calves and watched as he lay there panting. He finally raised his head to look at me. One side of my mouth curled up into a cocky grin. He sat up and pulled me up to a standing position. I quickly took a spot next to him on the bed. We sat in silence for a few moments. He pulled his boxers and pants back up. I stood and searched through my bureau for another shirt as I stepped back into my boyshorts and shorts that he had discarded on the floor.
"What'd you say your name was?" He finally asked.
"I didn't." I looked over at him as I pulled the T-shirt over my head. "Carrie." I extended my hand to shake his. He smiled as he took my hand and pulled me back onto the bed with him. We laughed together and he kissed my lips gently.
"I think I'm gonna like living here." He said between kisses.
There goes the neighborhood.