My Wet Dream Girl

CHAPTER ONE

I am out in the yard, planting shrubs around the mailbox. I am wearing

headphones and singing along loudly to Rancid's "Indestructable."

"Hells Angels in my neighborhood, it was always understood I was

runnin' out from the Angels, I was a little fuckin' hood Punk rock was my way out and it was always in my blood- I don't give a fuck, I was

locked up- Should be dead or in jaiiiilllllll." I am screaming when I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"Mrs. Morgan, my Mom asked me if I could come over here and ask if

you'd sing quieter"

There she stood. A pervert's wet dream. She seriously was perfect. Shoulder length golden-blond hair, cut in a pixie style. She had most of it pulled behind her ears, but a few strands hung in her face, highlighting her giant ice-blue eyes. Then there was her pert, slightly upturned nose, and those luscious lips, just begging to be kissed.

"Yes, of course, Laurie I'm very sorry" I apologized.

"What was it you were singing, anyway? It sure had alot of bad words in it." She asked.

Ah, the innocence of a teenager mind.

"That was a band called 'Rancid' sweetie. They were a big punk band back

in the 90's." I tell her.

"What's 'punk'?" She asked.

"It was a style of music for people like me, who did'nt exactly fit in to society." I informed her. "It would've lasted if Clear Channel had'nt

bought every damn radio station in the U.S. and Europe. All they play now is the Bee Gees and Yanni."

"My Mom likes them!" she exclaims.

"Yeah, I know. That's why me and your Mother don't get along." I say,

without thinking. "Maybe you could come over sometime, I could play you

some real good music from back in the day. How's that sound?"

"That'd be awesome i'll go ask right now! Thanks, Mrs. Morgan!"

She

says, excitedly.

"You're more than welcome, girly. But do me a favor- just call me Gwen,

okay?"

"Okay Mrs.- uh, I mean, Gwen!" She says, turning to run back to her

house.

Watching her run away, I realize how much I want her. Her beautiful

hair

bouncing in the wind, her back shining with little girl sweat her

tiny white t-shirt clinging to her, outlining her back, her too-tight

cut-off jean shorts hiding what is so forbidden damn, what a perfect

little ass she has.

She reaches her Mom and starts jumping up and down, asking her about

coming over. Her Mom peers up at me and I smile and wave. She sort of

half-smiles and motions for me to come talk to her.

"Laurie, go in the house and get some water. You look hot." She tells

her as I arrive. And shes right Laurie does look hot.

Her Moms not really a bad piece of ass, either. Too bad she's such a

bitch.

"Hi Joanna, how's everything?" I say as I put on a fake smile, watching

Laurie's cute little ass out of the corner of my eye as she saunter's

into the house.

"It's going uh, great- except I really wish you would'nt fill my

daughter's head with all those bad words and obscene music!" She said.

"I'm really very sorry I just kind of got caught up in the song

there" I apologized.

"Yeah, well, watch yourself next time. So what's this about Laurie

coming over to listen to music?" She questioned.

"Um, she seem's really interested, and I figured you could use the time

away," I lied. "You definetly could use some "Me Time" right about now.

As a matter of fact, I have a gift certificate to a spa that i'm never

gonna use do you want it?"

"You know, that would be nice. Laurie's father has been out of town on

this damn business trip for almost three weeks, and it keeps getting

extended." She told me. "I've been spending so much time with Laurie

since school is out and camp doesn't start for another week. It'd be

great to get some time away! Thank you!"

I knew the bitches greed would get me what I wanted.

"Well, it's an all-day pass, and it's unlimited. You can do whatever

you

want." I told her.

"But, well, I don't really think you are the best influence on Laurie,

what with your tattoo's and music and all" She complained. "Do you

promise to keep it PG, at the max?"

"Absoloutly I'd never dream of corrupting Laurie." I lied again.

"So,

when did you want to go?"

"Uh well, are you busy tomorrow?" She asked.

"No, not really. I have to drop something off at the post office and go

to the store, but that's the extent of my plans- excluding gardening."

I

told her. "And Laurie could help me with that."

"Okay, sound's like a plan" She said, unconvincingly.

"Nothing will happen, I promise." I consoled.

"Really, Mom? I can go?" Laurie asks as she explodes out the door.

"Yes, but you have to be on your BEST behavior, do you understand me?"

she said to Laurie and I at the same time.

"I will" Laurie said, rolling her eyes. "Thank you!"

"It's was Mrs. Morgan's idea, say thank you to her, too." Her Mother

told her.

"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan" Laurie said, making it painfully obvious

she

did'nt want to call me Gwen in front of her Mother.

"You're very welcome, Laurie. I'll be right back with that pass,

Joanna." I told them.

So tomorrow was the day. At last.

CHAPTER TWO

I can't sleep a wink all night. I have visions of that beautiful teen girl in my head all night. Six O'Clock AM finally rolls around, so I

get

up out of bed. I go to the bathroom and get into the shower. I adjust

the water and stand under the spray for what seems like an hour. I

realize I have other stuff to set up for the day, so I hurry up. I

shave

my legs and pussy so that they are super-smooth, then wash my hair and

body with fragrant soaps and shampoo's, then get out. I have a bottle

of

scented lotion, and I cover myself with it. I want to make sure I smell

really good.

I go back to my bedroom and get dressed. I put on a teddy and a pair of

black silk panties. The teddy was black, too, with red highlights. Then

I put on a pair of knee-high fishnet stockings, and a pair of shiny

black fuck-me pumps.

I went to the sink mirror and styled my long, straight black hair. It

went to the middle of my back. I pulled the hair on top back and put a

clip in it. The hair on the sides I let fall over my shoulders. I put

on

some subtle make-up (black eyeliner, charcoal eyeshadow, light coverup

and soft pink lipstick).

I was ready. I went to the full-length mirror to look at myself. Not to

toot my own horn, but I look fuckin' HOT. Kinda like a VERY expensive

prostitute. I grab my cashmere robe and put it on. I kick off the heels

and put on some over-sized slippers. I grab the heels and carry them

into the kitchen. I put them on the counter and set off to finish my

other tasks.

I go to the 5-Disc CD player and eject the tray. I pull out the CD's

and

put in a Rancid CD (And Out Come The Wolves), a Green Day CD

(Dookie), an AFI CD (Very Proud of Ya), a NOFX CD, (Punk in Drublic),

and for good measure, a Ramones CD (Pleasent Dreams).

I then go to the DVD player and eject the tray. It's only a three-disc,

but that'll work. I have a DVD of punk rock videos, and I put that in

first. The next one I put in is an anime video that cateres to the

young

girl fetish, but also had enough of a story to not be straight-up

hentai. The third one is a porno. A lesbian porno, mainly showcasing

sweet lovely teenage girls.

Then I raid my private toy box, ***********ing four of the toys. I pick a

suction cup dildo (which is also a strap-on), two vibrators, and a

small, tiny butt plug. I also grab a tube of K-Y jelly.

I go into the guest bathroom and put the suction cup dildo on the edge

of the tub. Then, in the TV room, I stuff a vibrator in between the

cushions of the couch. I open the remote box and put the butt plug and

lube under the remotes. The last vibrator I don't know what to do with.

I am looking for a place to put it when I hear a knock on the door.

Shit! It's already eight o'clock? I run into the kitchen, looking for a

place to stash it. Fuck it I pull open the knife drawer and throw it

in.

In front of the hallway mirror, I check to make absoloutly sure I look

okay. I pull the robe tight at my neck and, aside from my hair and

make-up, I look like I have just rolled out of bed.

I pull open the door, and there she is in all her shining glory,

wearing

a pair of green cotton shorts and a pink shirt with a picture of a

bunny

on it. So fuckin' cute!

"Morning, ladies!" I say with cheery enthusiasm.

"Good morning, Gwen. I'll be back at 8:30 tomorrow morning, no later,

so

have her ready. We have a meeting at Doctor Jim's at nine sharp."

Laurie's Mom told me. "And she hasn't had breakfast yet, so if you

could

feed her, that'd be great. I gotta get going if I wanna get there on

time, so you two have fun, okay?" she say's (more to Laurie than to

me),

kneeling down to give her daughter a hug.

"Bye Mommie! Have fun!" Laurie shouts at her.

"Yes, enjoy yourself" I say. "And of course I can feed her, no

problem!"

"Thanks again, Gwen." Laurie's Mother say's to me.

"No problem," I say. "Have fun!"

We wait outside until her Mom's car is completely out of sight.

"Let's go inside, girlie." I say, turning around.

I go into the TV room and start the first CD. "Maxwell Murder" by

Rancid. Classic.

"Let's go into the kitchen, girly what do you want for breakfast? I

ask her.

"Do you have any Fruity Pebba's?" She asks.

'Pebba's.' So cute.

"A girl after my own heart," I tell her.

She giggles and asks "What's that mean?"

"Well, Fruity Pebbles is my favorite cereal, too" I say, getting the

box from the cupboard.

I pull out a stool for her to sit on, facing away from the counter and

towards the big picture window.

"Sit here, sweetie," I say, "and i'll get the cereal for you."

"Thanks, Mrs. Morgan," she says, and I give her a look. "Uh, I mean

Gwen." She laughs.

I put down the bowl in front of her and pour the cereal into it. Then I

go to the fridge and grab the milk. I pour it in until she say's it's

enough.

"Is that good?" I ask her. She just nods.

I go back behind the counter and pull off the big slippers. I grab my

heels and slowly put them on. Then, making sure she's not watching me,

I

pull my robe off. It's a little cold in this kitchen, which makes my

nipples stick out.

"Laurie, do you need help? It looks like you're having

trouble

reaching the food " I say, trying to get her to turn around.

"No, it's okay," she say's, adjusting herself to sit on her knees.

Damn! It didn't work oh well. "Okay, good." I say, turning around to

put the dishes in the rack away. I grab the silverware and start

putting

it in the drawer. There are three large knives, so I step over to the

knife drawer. As i'm walking, I take a look at Laurie, who is still

contentedly eating her cereal.

I notice that when she shifted, her shorts pulled down a little bit and

the top of her butt crack is sticking out. I got the 'special feeling'

but I decide i'd better ignore it for now. I can't help but stare

though, as if if I continue to stare it will melt her pants off. I

realize i'm still holding the knives, so I pull open the drawer.

Fuck. The vibrator. It's right there- I have to use it. I set the

knives

down and pick it up. I slowly close the drawer and stand right next to

the counter. I turn the switch and feel it start to shake in my hand. I

slowly start rubbing it on my crotch, feeling myself getting wetter

every second.

Oh, damn. I stare at Laurie, imagining her naked, her pink juicy lips pointing out at me from behind.

I reach up and start rubbing my tit's, going inside the teddy. My

nipple's are hard enough to cut glass, and every touch is sensational.

I still have the vibe sliding back and forth across my panty covered

pussy, and I start to cum.

I'm attempting to moan under my breath, but one accidently escapes.

"OH FUCK, LAURIE!" I moan.

I realize what I have done and pull my hand out of my top and turn the

vibe off as she is turning around. She looks at me as if I think she

has

done something wrong, but she does'nt know what it is.

"What? What'd I do?" She begs.

"Oh my gosh, nothing girl! You haven't done anything!" I sat to her.

"But then why did you- Hey, why are you dressed like that?" She

inquires.

"I wanted to dress sexy for you- don't you like it?" I ask.

"Yes, you look so pretty, Mrs. Morgan!" I'm actually starting to kinda

like this Mrs. Morgan stuff.

"Oh, thank you, but you're much prettier that I am!" I tell her.

"Nuh-uh. And anyways, i'm not sexy like you are" She say's to me.

"Dammit, girly- you have no idea how sexy you are! Come here!"

She walks over and I grab her hand.

"But I don't have any clothes like your's!" she whines.

"Would you feel sexy if you did have clothes like this?" I ask and she

nods. "Well then lets see what we can do about that."

I pull her upstairs and hold her hand.

"When my neice was here a few years ago, I made her some clothes like

this. But she grew out of them. Do you think you'd wanna try them on?"

I

ask.

"Yes, could I? Pleeeeezzzzzeeee????" She shouts.

"Of course just come into my room" I say.

We go in and she sits on the bed. I open my closet and pull out the

trunk at the bottom. I pull out a teddy almost exactly like mine,

except

all hot pink. Then I grab her some sheer nylon black panties. Well, a

thong, actually. When it is put on, it becomes see through! I pull out

a

pair of pink tights and a pair of shiny black saddle-style shoes, to

complete the outfit.

"Come with me into the bathroom," I tell her, carrying all the clothes

with me.

She follows me in, and I set her clothes on the edge of the counter.

"Okay, lets do your hair I have an idea." I tell her, reaching under

the counter. I grab some hair gel that dyes your hair pink when you use

it, and put two streaks in the left side of her hair. Then I styled it

so it framed her face the way I like.

"Have you ever worn make-up?" I ask. She shakes her head 'no', looking

somewhat frightened. "Aw, what's the matter girly? Don't worry, all of

this washes off. If you don't like it, we'll take it off, okay?

She smiles at me and say's "Okay!"

I apply light makeup, just enough to brighten her face enough so it

matches all the pink.

"Do you like that?" I ask.

"Yes! I look good!" she exclaimes.

"Yes, you do. Okay, while you change, i'm gonna go start watching our

video. You come down when you're ready, okay?" I ask her.

"I will." she replies.

CHAPTER 3

Downstairs, The CD player is still playing. It's Green Day playing

"When

I Come Around". But I cannot concentrate on that. I am just imagining

what she will look like, all dressed up.

My pussy is dripping again.

I press play on the DVD player and the video comes on. I mute the TV.

I walk over to the couch and sit down.

A few minutes later, I am still sitting there, absentmindly rubbing my

aching pussy.

"Mrs. Morgan? These underwear are clear!" Laurie called down to me.

"What do you mean 'clear'?" I answered.

"Well, 'cause you can see through them!" She said.

"You're supposed to be able to see through them, girly. Thats how I

made

them!" I told her. "So, are you ready to come down?"

"Yes, I am." She say's softly.

"Then come on down!"

She appears at the top of the stairs and I was shocked. She looked SO

HOT! The way the pink and black clothes look on her frame is

priceless.

The teddy looked to be about one size too small, but in a good way. And

the way it frames her panty-covered little virgin pussy is perfect. The

tights make her legs look longer than they already are, and the shiny

black shoes finish everything off making her the sexiest teenage girl I

have ever seen.

I had to have her. I have to lick her juices from her pussy.

She was still standing at the top of the stairs, so I motioned for her

to come down. She stepped down slowly, looking me in the eyes the whole

way. As she got closer, I could see her puffy pussy lips clearly

through

her thong.

As she gets to the bottom of the stairs, I tell her "Turn around, model

for me, girly!" in a deep, husky voice.

She looks up at me and smiles, then puts her hands on her hips and

turns

around. The thong was definetly the best choice. Her ass is just

begging

to be slapped and rubbed and licked and kissed.

"Damn, you look so sexy, girl. Come sit by me." I say, patting the

couch

beside me. "So, do you feel sexy?"

"Kinda" she says, sitting beside me.

"Only kinda? I have something that will make you feel even more sexy.

If

you want it" I tell her.

"What is it?" She asks me.

"This," I say, grabbing a bottle of wine. Boone's Farm. Super-sweet

wine

that get's teenager gets drunk really fast. Don't ask me how I know. "Want

some?

It's really good" I say, taking a swig.

"Sure" She takes a drink and say's "Mmm Strawberries!"

"Here, take another drink. You have to drink alot really fast so you'll

feel really sexy." I tell her.

"Oh- Okay," she says, drinking more. "But where's yours?"

"I already had mine." I lie. I wouldn't mind getting drunk, but I want

to remember every detail of today.

We sit and watch the TV with the sound off for a while.

"So what do you think of this music, Laurie?" I ask her.

"It's cool, what is it?" she asks back.

"This is a band called 'Green Day'. They were my favorite band when I

was a teenager." I tell her. "They were really popular for a while, but

then they kinda faded out of the public eye. But I still love them."

We listen to the music for awhile. Green Day's "F.O.D." plays.

"How're you feeling, Laurie?" I ask.

"Good, really good." She responds with a big smile on her face.

It's working. Teenagers get drunk so easy!

"Okay, I'll be right back, I gotta pee," I tell her, and she giggles.

When I come back, she's sitting on the floor with a big smile on her

face.

"You still feeling okay, girly?" I ask.

"I feel awesome!" she shouts.

"Good come sit by me."

She gets up and begins walking over to me, but trips over her foot and

starts to fall over. I reach over and catch her. I grab her under the

arms and pick her up, then sit back down seting her on my lap. She puts

her feet flat on the couch on either side of me, giving me a great view

of her pretty little cunt.

"What are you doing?" she asks me.

"Nothing. Do you want to play a game, sweetie?"

"What game?"

"Well, it's a game where I put my tounge in your mouth, and you have to

try to push it back out. If you do, that's a point for you. But then

it's my turn and you have to put your tounge in my mouth, and i'll try

to push it out." I tell her. "So, you wanna play?"

"I don't know" she says.

"But it's really fun!" I attempt to convince her.

"Well, okay." she agrees.

"Okay, I go first" I say, grabbing the sides of her little head and

pulling her to me. I press my lips to hers and open my mouth. She does

the same.

I can't believe it. I'm french-kissing my teen neighbor and

loving every minute of it. And she's kissing me back!

I can only have my mouth open a little because hers is smaller, but

it's worth it. She's pushing her tounge against mine hard, trying to

push me out. I realize she probably needs to breathe, so I pull back

and

'let her win'.

"I win!" she exclaimed. "I like that game now it's your turn!"

"Laurie, I lied to you. That's not really a game- it's kissing.

French-kissing, actually." I confess.

She pouts for a second.

"But, I like it anyway! It makes me feel sexy!" She tells me.

"Me, too! Let's kiss again, okay?" I say.

"Okay!" She says, leaning into me.

I place my lips onto hers and we begin to kiss. Then I reach down and

grab her hands, placing them on my tits.

"What'd you do that for?" she asked me.

"Because honey, I want you to play with my tits while we kiss- it makes

me feel so good." I whisper in her ear.

I lean in to kiss her again, and she greets my with a wide-open mouth.

I

take her hands in mine and place one inside my teddy, right on my

nipple. Then I take her other hand and place it on my

pussy.

"Rub it rub my pussy Laurie." I moan into her mouth.

I let my hands creep and start to feel her body. Her teddy makes her

look so hot, but it's in the way. So I take it off of her. She attempts

to lean back and break the kiss, but I won't let her.

"Keep it off" I whisper, biting her tiny ear softly.

I push her back and lean down, going in to kiss her nipples. I flick my

tounge across her left nipple, then her right, making them stand up. I

lean back and look at her, lying on my knees.

She is the perfect girl. No big tit-flesh, just even puffy bumps. I

can see her ribcage rising and falling as she breaths. She starts to

shiver.

"Are you cold, darling? Aw, come here," I say, pulling her to me.

I reach down and let my hand go to her perfect little ass. I can't

really get access, so I pull her up and adjust her so she is sitting on

her knees. I rub her cheeks, enjoying the warm softness. Then I let my

hand creep even furthur and play with her delicate asshole. It's super

tight, but I manage to force my pinky up it anyway.

"Ow! That hurt's, Mrs. Morgan!" She cried out.

"Oh, sorry, baby, but sometimes pain can be good" I tell her.

She begins to cry so I stop the invasion of her asshole with my finger.

I move my hand furthur down, and start to play with her perfect

teen

pussy lips. I push my finger in between them, attempting to find her

clit.

I am rubbing her little button and she starts to moan into my mouth.

"You like that?" I ask her.

"Uh-huh," she says, smiling.

I resume rubbing her, and she gets a pained look on her face and tells

me to stop, pulling my hand out of her thong.

"Did you like that?" I ask.

"Yes."

"You just had what's called an orgasm. Now it's my turn wanna help

me? I helped you" I ask her.

"Okay What do I do?"

"Take off your thong, for one" I instruct.

She begins to remove her shoes and tights.

"No! Leave those on! Just take off your panties I'm gonna take mine

off, too." I tell her, standing up and removing them. "Now reach over

in

between the cushions and grab whats in there."

While she was doing this, I reach into the remote box and pull out the

butt plug and the lube.

She pulls out the vibe and her eyes get wide.

"Is this for me?" she asks.

"No dear, this is for you" I say, holding up the butt plug.

"What are you gonna do with that?" she asks, looking scared.

"I'm not- you are." I tell her. "You're gonna shove this up your butt!"

"But- how?" she asks.

"I'll help you" I say, pouring a little K-Y into my left hand, then

rubbing it on her pink asshole.

"Now, i'm gonna hold this at the entrance, but you have to push it in,

okay?" I tell her.

She nods, and I line it up at the entrance of her little asshole. She

put her hands on it and starts to push.

I reach down and insert the vibe in my pussy, turning it on high.

My neighbor teen slut is having trouble, but it sure looks hot.

A beautiful blond-haired all-American teen girl wearing nothing but

pink tights and black shoes, trying to shove a sex toy into her ass.

Fuck. I am starting to cum. I push her hands out of the way and force

the butt plug in. Hard. She screams, but I don't care. I dive into her

delicious pussy, lapping at it as if it is the fountain of youth.

I pump my vibe faster in and out of my cunt, and I start to cum.

I moan into Laurie's pussy and feel my legs go weak.

When my orgasm subsides, I could tell Laurie was still in pain from the

plug but that she also likes me licking her pussy.

I lean up, lick the tears from her face, and kiss her on the lips.

"Thank you, Laurie." I sigh.