Ron Taylor

Nympho sisters next door

CHAPTER ONE

Chloe Parsons thought she had fucking died and gone straight to heaven! She fluffed her hair, watching her reflection in the microwave door glass, and she went out the kitchen door into the backyard. Ha tits heaved provocatively, and the nipples wade pointy erections in the front of her T-shirt.

"Hi," she said. "You must be new in the neighborhood!"

The boy who was standing on the back porch of the house next door just smiled. His teeth were dazzling. Chloe felt her cunt beginning to drip pussy juice into her panties.

"Friendly neighborhood," the boy replied. He was older than he looked, too, Chloe thought. Eighteen.

Oh, Christ, he was so fucking gorgeous! She leaned against the fence, tantalizing her nipples by rubbing them sideways in slow motion against the fence. He came down off the porch, moving toward her in a limber, sexy walk.

He was five-nine, but he looked much bigger – slim-built, and giving the impression of size, with a head full of dark curly hair and a gorgeous tan. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and the silky fine hairs on his chest glistened in the sunlight. His brown eyes seemed to smolder, and he was giving Chloe the once-over. Even better, he was obviously liking what he saw.

She straightened up, pushing her tits outward – just enough to emphasize the sweet round cupcakes of her tits and their pointy erect tips. She stroked her hair, fluffing it again, and she opened her blue eyes widely, batting them with what she hoped was an irresistibly seductive come-on.

He came on.

"My name's Dwayne."