The Neighbor's Girl

by JJ Argus

  The clinking was the sound of the chains moving, and they were moving because the woman was writhing and shaking and twisting and trembling violently. At first Dawn thought she was mad, that she was having a fit, but then her jaw dropped with the recognition, the realization, that the woman was having an orgasm.

  She watched in stunned, embarrassed awe as the woman's sweat coated body continued to heave and shake and squirm, as her head thrashed and bobbed and shook. Her eyes were caught by the magnificent round breasts jiggling and shaking as the woman's body shuddered.

  It was Ashley!

  The recognition came without as much surprise as she would have thought, for Dawn was an intelligent girl. She'd seen her friend's voluptuous body naked before, and the woman in bondage here was obviously short, for even with her feet off the ground her head was at the same level as Dawn's. Blonde wisps of hair stuck out from the base of the leather hood covering her head and face.

  The reason why this was not such a shock was that Dawn knew about the girl's affair with her mother. She had snuck back home after being sent away a few days ago, and peered through the window as her mother had led the girl downstairs, wearing Dawn's clothes.

  It hadn't taken a genius to figure out what they had been up to, what had caused her mother's frantic desire to see Dawn out of the house.

  Just to be sure, she had gone home early the other day. She had found the two in bed upstairs, their heads buried in each other's pussy. Dawn wasn't opposed to a little lesbian fling, she'd had a sort of one with Ashley herself a year or so ago, though that had not gone behind mutual petting. And she had gone much farther with her friend Hannah last spring.

  Still, the relationship between her mother and one of her friends had taken some getting used to. She could understand her mother wanting something more than her father was giving her, but why she'd chosen the brainless little dolt from next door was beyond her.

  Still, she wasn't resentful, though she had spent a couple of days looking strangely at her mother whenever she'd seen her. Now as she looked at Ashley, for it could be no other, her thoughts were more on wonder that her mother could engage in something this kinky.

  She'd had ideas about bondage herself of course. What woman hadn't? But to go out and purchase leather and chains and who knew what else... Wow!

  She moved closer, knowing her friend could not know she was there. Ashley's orgasm had passed, but the girl continued to tremble and quiver, her hips grinding gently in and out as though she were imagining herself in the midst of a hard fucking. Dawn circled the girl, her eyes roving jealously over the lush, nubile body.

  She wondered at the obvious tightness of the belt between the blonde's legs. Surely that must be painful? Perhaps it was meant to be. Maybe the little blonde was a masochist. Her foot kicked a box and she stepped back and bent over to examine it. She pulled out a huge dildo, her eyes wide with shock.

  "Oh shit!" she whispered, gaping at it. Ashley and her mother were really loaded with kinky things. She turned her eye to the blonde, hanging helpless and unaware beside her. She could not, and did not wish to deny the eroticism of the scene, nor its effect on her.

  She was aroused by the gyrations of the bound and naked young blonde girl, her pussy steaming with juices as she watched the girl's sensual dance in mid-air.

  Dawn was young and healthy, her body often churning with carnal emotions and needs. Her chest rose and fell with growing quickness as her body responded to the writhing of the helpless blonde. She glanced down at the dildo in her hand, then back at Ashley.

  A lewd grin appeared on her sweet face and she moved forward. Ashley, she knew, would think she were her mother, would never suspect.

  She reached for the catch that bound the belt that was tight against the blonde's sex. She had to put the dildo down and use both hands to unsnap it, for the thing was incredibly tight. When it fell away, Ashley responded with a muffled grunt or cry.

  Then, as Dawn's eyes moved down to the now bared crotch, she gasped in shock.

  "Holy fuck!" she cried, heedless of being overheard. For there between the blonde's puffy red sex lips, was a round object that hummed and throbbed. She reached her fingers down and felt its violent buzzing and gazed up at the blonde's hidden face with pure lust.

  A vibrator. Her mother had bound this girl and left a vibrator up her pussy! She could only shake her head in admiration. The very notion turned her body to jelly. Her breasts pushed hard against her shirt, her hardened nipples pushing through the thin fabric of her bra.

  Her body felt like it was going to explode with heat, and almost without thinking, she pulled her shirt off and dropped her pants and panties.

  Her own young body was not nearly as voluptuous as Ashley's, but it had still held the gaze of many men and boys on many occasions. Her buttocks were boyishly rounded, her legs slim, her belly flat, and her breasts, though not big, were well formed and stood high and proud on her chest.

  Her brown eyes were wide and her mouth open. The few freckles upon her forehead and the bridge of her nose were almost invisible now as her skin had flushed darkly. Her light brown hair, cut short, was already sweat darkened around her forehead.

  She stood there naked, one hand fingering her dripping sex, the other holding her palm under Ashley's pussy, feeling the vibrations of the object within her belly.

  Her fingers felt the tip of the other vibrator then and she moaned, her mind even more aroused, excited, by the lecherous, wanton treatment her mother had meted out to the blonde.

  A dildo up her ass! The idea was appalling, and at the same time sent a blistering wave of heat into her own burning sex. Her fingers closed around the dildo inside Ashley's pussy hole and she pulled. It was tight, very tight, but the girl was very wet and Dawn tugged the dildo down out of her sex.

  She pulled it free, and held it up before her eyes, looking at the glistening layer of girl cream coating it. Ashley was moaning louder, the sound audible despite the gag, and humping her hips forward, as though to find the vibrator again.

  Dawn lowered the buzzing tool, but then pushed it against her own pussy mound. She cried out in sudden shock as the powerful vibrations blasted her already sparkling pussy into a powerful orgasmic explosion that sent her mind spinning.

  She staggered back, then fell to her knees, finally collapsing forward onto her face, both hands still holding the vibrator firmly against her spasming pussy-box. Her naked breasts were crushed against the cold stone floor as she whined and grunted in ecstasy, her body blossoming into the most intense orgasm of her life.

  She calmed at last, and lay there panting, her bottom sticking into the air. Then she slowly climbed to her knees, then her feet. She stood on her rubbery legs, eyes staring at Ashley, then she took the vibrator and tentatively pushed it against the blonde's clit.

  Ashley's hips shot out, almost knocking the thing from Dawn's hands. She rubbed it up and down the pussy slit as she had against her own, and watched as Ashley's movements became more and more violent, and the sounds emanating from beneath the gag became louder and more emotional.

  Ashley came, her body shaking and thrashing and dancing in the chains again. Dawn watched in delight, her eyes taking in the furious humping of the wide hips, the bouncing of the big breasts, and the way the muscles of her legs tightened and bulged as she sought to tear her ankles free and close them around her mystical lover.

  Entranced, Dawn moved closer. Her eyes fastened on her friend's big left breast. Her face got closer and closer, and then her mouth opened and she gave the hard nipple a kiss. The kiss instantly turned into a hot, passionate sucking as she chewed and bit and slurped on the rigid nub with growing desire.

  Her left hand was mashing and jamming the vibrator against Ashley's pussy, and her right came around the girl's body, sliding down onto her ass. Her hand encountered the other vibrator then, sticking three quarters of the way out of the blonde's anus.

  Her palm slid onto the base of the vibrator, and then she pulled i
t back up into the girl's tight round anus. Ashley bucked and humped frantically against her as she forced the vibrator up into her rectum. She twisted the other machine against her friend's pussy and then thrust it up into her pussy-sheath, fully burying it inside the shuddering girl.

  She licked a trail down the hot, sweaty belly and down over her heaving abdomen, peeling the sodden pussy lips apart to reveal the outraged clit nestled hard and swollen a the top of the little hole. With a groan of bliss, Dawn pushed her mouth forward and tongued the little clit, lapping hungrily.

  She held tight to her friend's thighs to keep from being thrown back by the frantic movements of Ashley's hips. She slurped and then sucked hard on the clit, bringing the blonde to another orgasm, then another, then another, all in the space of a few minutes.

  In terrible heat, she pulled away, searching for a way to let the blonde down. She found where the chain was hooked to a pulley that was obviously new and unlocked it, gritting her teeth as she slowly let the weight of the blonde down.

  Ashley's legs would not hold her and she continued to go down, to her knees at first, then falling back slowly, inch by inch, onto her back on the stone floor. At last Dawn let go of the wheel Ashley was laying on her back on the floor, her arms trembling on the floor above her head. Her legs were still spread wide, her feet held up off the floor by the chains attaching them to the two widely spaced poles.

  Dawn straddled the heaving chest and let her fingers knead the soft, hot flesh and tweak and pinch the fat nipples. She cursed, reaching to the gag. She undid the leather strap and pulled, but the gag turned out to be much bigger than she'd thought. Inch after inch of thick rubber came out of Ashley's small mouth. Then it finally popped free in her hand and she stared at a well chewed rubber cockhead, a very big one.

  Ashley gave a hacking cough, then started whining and groaning and mumbling in delirium. Dawn tossed the dildo head down and let her pussy down over the blonde's mouth. As soon as her pussy came in contact with Ashley's mouth the blonde started to suck and lick furiously.

  Dawn's body jerked backwards, her pussy ripping free from the hungry mouth below her as she reacted in shock to the unfamiliarity of the slurping lips and tongue. But then she dropped her pussy back down and felt herself devoured. Her body bowed back, back, back, until her hands lay on the floor behind her.

  Her body jerked and shook, her pussy rubbing frantically against Ashley's mouth as the blonde suckled and chewed on her clit and pussy flesh. She felt her mind being ripped apart, felt herself being devoured, sucked down into Ashley's gobbling mouth.

  She pushed herself back up, then fell forward, bracing herself, her arms straight, her hands on Ashley's belly. She crouched there, as though riding a race horse, her hands holding tight as her body heaved and jerked.

  She was caught in a pounding hurricane of ecstatic sexual sensations. Her eyes spun in her head and her vision blurred as her buttocks rubbed desperately against the soft rubber coating Ashley's face.

  She dropped forward then, her own mouth seeking Ashley's clit. Her hands pumped the two vibrators in the blonde's belly as she bit and sucked on the frazzled clit.

  She came again, bouncing furiously, a crazed, grunting, gasping madwoman. Her teeth ripped at Ashley's clit and pussy lips, pulling the blonde into her cum, extending it. The two excited young woman shook and thrashed and trembled together, their sweat coated skin rubbing and grinding and mashing and sliding in a salacious grinding and buffing and scouring that made of their skin a huge sexual sensory receptor that prodded them onward to orgasm after orgasm.

  * * *

  With Peter gone, Connie felt free to bring Ashley into her bed for the night. She still had to wait until late, after Dawn had gone to bed, before going down to the basement and letting the blonde down.

  Ashley was in even worse shape than yesterday, her body stinking with sweat, her trembling little more than twitching, her body too utterly drained to move much at all.

  Connie removed the vibrators from the moaning girl's quim and anus, let her down from the chains, then undid the leather cuffs. Last of all she pulled the big dildo head out of her mouth and unfastened and removed the leather hood.

  Ashley's face and hair were soaking wet and her eyes just slits. The girl looked half dead. Not even by snarling and slapping at her could Connie bring her to sit up on the stone floor. She just lay there, trembling weakly.

  Connie had to lift her up and carry her out of the room. She was faced with a dilemma then. No way was she going to have this smelly girl in her room all night. Yet she didn't dare take her into the bathroom for the length of time it would take to clean her. She might cry out in her semi-conscious state, and alert Dawn to her presence.

  So she let the girl down into the big plastic tub next to the washing machine. Ashley's head lay weakly in one corner, her knees hooked over the other side of the tub. Connie sprayed water on her, then took a rough scrub brush and soap and began, with little gentleness, to clean off the smell of sex and sweat.

  Ashley made few sounds, becoming loud only when Connie rubbed the hard bristles of the brush over her nipples and between her legs.

  She washed off the soapy body, then pulled on Ashley's ankles.

  Pulling up on her feet made her head slide down the edge of the tub into the soapy water. Connie left her face underwater for a few seconds to thoroughly soak her hair, then lifted her upwards, her hands under the girl's arms.

  Ashley sputtered and gasped as she was able to breath again. Connie used ordinary soap to wash her hair, matting and bunching up the thick blonde locks together and squeezing her soapy hands through them.

  Thoroughly soaped up, Connie pulled the girl's legs, sliding her head down below the water again.

  She plunged her hands into the warm water and rubbed them through the thick hair, cleaning most of the soap out. Then she pulled the girl's head out of the water again. She pulled the plug at the base of the tub, letting the soapy water out, then used a shot hose to wash down the blonde's hair and body completely.

  She lifted the petite girl out and sat her on the edge of the washing machine, then moved away briefly to gather a big fluffy towel off a shelf. Ashley immediately sagged back, her head finally resting against the wall behind the machine, her arms outstretched to either side and her legs hanging down over the edge.

  Connie tusked, rubbing the towel over the girl's feet and legs, then hauling her up to get at her hair and upper torso. She pulled her off the machine, but couldn't hold her as the blonde slid to her knees. Connie cursed and glared down, the finally knelt beside her, drying the rest of her body as she held her tightly, preventing her from falling on her face.

  Finally she lifted the almost dry girl over her shoulder and carried her upstairs, passing quickly through the living room and hurrying up the stairs, not slowing until she had dumped the nearly unconscious girl on her bed and closed and locked the door.

  Now she looked down with amusement and affection at Ashley. She took one of her brushes and lovingly ran it through the tangled hair, brushing it straight.

  With Ashley so exhausted she needed no bonds. She got into the bed beside the girl, pulling the covers over them both, wriggling her body up against the sleeping young girl. She sighed, her arms going around the slim waist and hugging her as she slowly fell asleep herself.

  * * *

  She still had a major problem. What in hell was she going to do about Dawn? God only knew how the girl would react if she found out about her and Ashley. She had no intention of shipping her off to her father. She well knew just how little attention the girl would get there. Besides, she loved her and wanted her here.

  But how could she go on hiding Ashley? Sooner or later Dawn would find her. And then what? Would she hate her forever? Well, she would figure out a way. She always did.

  She woke Ashley and the tired girl tongued her to orgasm. After dressing, she put the girl in the closet, bound her wrists and ankles tightly together, and gagged her. Then she
went downstairs and made Dawn's breakfast.

  After Dawn was gone to work, she brought Ashley downstairs and had her eat her to two more orgasms. She dressed her in one of Dawn's mini-dresses and brought her to the garage, putting her in the trunk of her car.

  She wasn't being needlessly cruel. She couldn't risk the girl sitting in the front. One of the neighbours might notice, and after all, the blonde had been missing for a couple of days now, having called her parents from her cell and told them she was going on a backpacking trip to California.

  Connie drove across town to the warehouse district, where the man she'd shown Ashley's tape had his studio. She had intended to stop and get Ashley out of the trunk as soon as she was out of their neighbourhood, but changed her mind. She was well enough where she was.

  Now she parked next to a scruffy looking building and let the bedraggled girl out of the trunk. She brushed out her hair and kissed her in a motherly fashion on the cheek, then held her hand, leading her after her to the entrance.

  "Where are we going?" the blonde asked yet again.

  Exasperated, Connie stopped and glared at the girl, who hung her head in timidly.

  "I need to make some money now if I'm going to feed you, you greedy little gut," she said, poking the girl in the belly with her finger.

  "A man is going to take some pictures of you and pay me a lot of money for them."

  "You mean like a model?" Ashley said, her face brightening.

  "Yes, a model. You do have a sexy little body, you know."

  "Do I? Do you think so?" Ashley fairly glowed with pleasure.

  "Of course, and so does he."

  "How does he know?" the blonde wondered.

  "Well, I showed him the video tapes we made of course."

  Ashley's eyes widened and she gaped in shock.

  "No!" she squeaked.

  "Oh yes, and he thought you were just gorgeous, a sexy little nympho, he said."

  "But... but... "

  "Don't worry. All you have to do today is take still pictures. You just pose as he tells you and he'll take pictures. Wouldn't you like to see yourself in a big magazine?"