1. My Neighbor's Daughter Gave Me Her Virginity


    Date: 12/1/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: Ken_Riley, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    I dated Joan for seven years after her husband died of a heart attack. She was thirty one, I was twenty, and she had a ten year-old daughter, Jane. I’d known Joan for about three years after she and her husband and daughter moved next door. I noticed her right away and became a secret admirer. After her husband died, we started dating. Jane was thrilled that her mom had a boyfriend and a possible new daddy. But things didn't work out with Joan, but Jane and I had already bonded. That turned out to be easy because she was such a good kid. She made straight A’s in school, was a cheerleader, played on the soccer team, and never gave me any problems. We really liked each other and she treated me like a friend and I treated her like a daughter. Joan worked the night shift at a local pharmacy, so Jane would stay with me. Jane had vivid blue eyes and long natural blonde hair down to her waist, which she had highlighted, making her even more stunning. I used to watch her as she sat in front of the TV for an hour brushing it. A year later when she was seventeen, Jane was doing her normal thing brushing her hair when she said, “Dad used to brush my hair for me. He seemed to like it a lot. Would you brush it for me?” Surprised, I said, “Sure. Come over here and sit on the floor in front of me.” She sat there for an hour as I slowly brushed her hair, loving every minute of it. Her hair was so silky and soft that I began to get an erection. I thought, “Wait a minute, Jane is Joan's ...
    daughter!” “There you go. It looks beautiful now, as always.” “Thanks Bill. I should go before mom gets home. See you tomorrow night.” The next night at nine, Jane came in after her shower and sat down on the floor in front of me, handed me her brush and said, “Would you brush my hair again? You did a great job last night.” “Okay.” I slowly brushed her hair again, running my fingers through it as I did. It felt so nice and soft that I began to get another erection. But I rationalized that it wasn’t hurting anybody and I should just enjoy it while I could. Jane would eventually have a boyfriend and forget about my brushing her hair. This routine continued for weeks. Every time she came to visit, I would brush Jane’s hair and get a hard-on. Then she would go home and I’d be left sitting there with a boner. After about a month I began to fantasize that I could pull the leg back on my shorts to reveal my cock, then as I combed Jane’s hair, I could take a handful and grab my cock with it for just a few seconds, then let it go and quickly hide my cock again. I became obsessed with this fantasy, thinking about it all the time, especially when Jane was around, which seemed to be more often all the time. * * * * * Around the time she turned eighteen, Jane’s attitude toward me seemed to change. She began to stand really close to me when she came over; she would sit close to me when we watched TV; and several times she fell asleep with her head on my lap, her beautiful hair flowing all over ...
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