Caroline and Danny

This story was written in two parts. One by me and the other from my wife's point of view. She and I often wrote these "love letters" to each other and now I want to share them with you. I hope that you enjoy the different accounts of the story. All characters are at least 18 years of age and consenting adults.

I grew up in a great New England neighborhood only a few blocks from the water. It was so Americana, that looking back on it now, it almost seems unreal. We had the working Dads and the stay-at-home Moms. Everyone in the area had between three and five kids. There was constant action in the streets between the games of kick ball, four squares and baseball. All of the houses were a decent size on 1/4 acre lots with a small side yard and a larger backyard.

I was the oldest of three boys. In the summer of 1986, I just turned 18 and was continuing to go through some changes. I started my growth spurt earlier that year, getting bigger by the day. I was outgrowing my pants and shirts every three months. It drove my mother crazy having to buy new clothes every couple of months. Back then, everyone in the neighborhood looked out for each other. The Sullivan's next door had one son named Robert that was a five years older than me. They also had a daughter named Caroline who was four years older than me.

Every summer, my mother would take me to the Sullivan's to "go shopping" through Bobbie's old clothes. To tell you the truth, I always liked getting Bobbie's old clothes, because he had cool "Older kid's clothes". Like the old white tee shirt that had the Bud logo on it. Another favorite were all of the cool jeans that had signs of real wear and tear.

So there I was walking in and out of Sullivan's downstairs bathroom trying on different clothes when Caroline came downstairs wearing nothing but a skinny white bikini. Caroline just got back from her junior year at college and she looked like a real woman. Caroline had a gorgeous shape with her curvy hips and beautiful tits. Her long black hair looked like silk as it danced along her beautiful back. Her lips looked magical with her lip gloss shimmering in the light. She seemed so much more than the girls in my school. More hips, more boobs, longer hair, fuller lips, just more woman than the girls at high school.

I looked through a crack in the door while Caroline began to talk to my Mom and Mrs. Sullivan. I was starting to get turned on and I began to get nervous that I was going to get a hard-on in front of my Mom and the neighbors. I didn't want to stay in the bathroom and draw any attention to myself, so I walked out and faced the music. I was greeted by an amazing smile and the quickest of winks from Caroline.

"Danny, you remember Caroline?" asked my Mother.

"Oh, yes,... Hi Caroline."

"Boy, you have grown up since I saw you last summer," said Caroline

"I know, hasn't he shot up like a weed?" interjected my mother, as she started to tug and pull at my pants to see if they fit.

I just stood there dumbfounded staring at Caroline while my mother played tailor. She rolled up the pant legs and placed a pin at the proper length, all the time not missing a beat in the conversation. Next, she started to work her way through Bobbie's hand-me-downs. She grabbed a cotton T shirt and told me to try it on. I quickly pulled off my shirt and tried on the new shirt. Caroline kept her eyes locked on me while she continued to talk to my mother and Mrs. Sullivan about college and classes and all that was new and exciting in her life. The three women were carrying on as if I didn't exist, and the older women had no idea how Caroline's stare was making me feel uncomfortable. I was getting more and more nervous about my overactive hormones and my unpredictable teenage cock that could get rock hard at a moment's notice.

My heart was beginning to pound harder and harder when my mother had handed me a pair of shorts to try on. So I went to the bathroom and gave them a try. As I switched from my jeans to the shorts, I couldn't help but think about hot Caroline was and how much I wanted to fuck her. I was amazed how she could almost look right through me. How she held my stare for far too long. Her confidence and experience made me nervous and turned on all at the same time. I was getting myself worked up and that wasn't good.

"They fit great" I yelled from the bathroom.

"Well, come on in here and let us take a look"

"No, that's ok, they fit." I called back.

I quickly put my jeans back on and tucked my thickening cock into my underwear waistband. If you looked close, you could tell that things were swelling up, but it was better than "pitching a tent". I came back into the room and was met with several disappointed faces.

"Where are the shorts? I wanted to make sure that they fit?" said my mother.

"They fit fine. Listen, Mom, I'm not feeling well, and I would rather finish this up later at home if that is OK with you." I said.

"But Honey, we are here now and it would be so much easier to get this over with while everyone is here." She replied.

My mom looked at my face and saw that I was very uncomfortable and I think that she thought that I needed to use the bathroom. I was all fidgety and my eyes started to dart around the room.

"OK Honey, why don't you go home and lay down for a couple of minutes and come back when you start feeling better." called my mother.

She looked up as Mrs. Sullivan came back into the room with two tall glasses of white wine. I knew from past experiences that when the women started to break out the wine, they were in for the better part of the afternoon. They weren't going anywhere and I knew that I had plenty of time before I was going to be missed.

As I started to leave the room, I looked over at Caroline and I saw her staring at my crouch. I quickly walked next door to our home thinking about how much I needed to jerk off and get some release. I walked upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I quickly pulled off my pants and shirt and started to play with my cock. I was slowly playing with my continually thickening member and rubbing my balls, thinking about Caroline and her amazing body, when I was interrupted by the sound of a radio playing.

I slowly pulled the blinds to the side and peeked out to see Caroline getting ready to sunbathe. She had opened a lawn chair and was rubbing tanning lotion all over her body. I couldn't believe my luck. I started playing with myself as I watched this amazing woman rub lotion all over her full tight body.

Looking back now, I know that this was no coincidence. Caroline came out there and was looking all around while she was rubbing her body. She was looking from window to window of my house seeing if I was watching her. I was, of course watching her, but I was super careful not to make any sudden movements or sounds that would give me away. I just looked out my window and slowly played with my cock getting ready for the best masturbating session of my life.

I had just gotten home from my junior year at college and I was thinking how lame the summer was going to be without all my friends and the freedom of living without my parents watching my every move.

It was a Tuesday and my neighbor Danny was over at my house trying on hand-me-downs from my older brother Bobby. Danny was three years younger than me, but had really grown up this past year. I couldn't help but notice his athletic build when he came out of the bathroom to show his mother how the jeans fit. When he pulled his t-shirt up to change, I was totally turned on by how ripped his muscles were. Still kind of lean, like they are supposed to be at 18, but definitely a build that could make some moves. I even noticed him getting a hard-on when he looked at me.

"College guys are great" I thought, but I could definitely be talked into a younger man summer fling. I could tell that Danny would do whatever to get a chance to fuck me and had to admit I liked the attention, so I gave him my "wanna fuck?" look with a wink. I could actually see the gorge in his pants rise from where he was pulsing. Maybe this summer wasn't going to be so boring after all.

Poor Danny was getting such a big erection that he pretended to be sick and told his mother he had to go home. Bet he's doing the one-handed jive right now. When you're 18, it's usually "you and your hand", but I've been told it's a boy's best friend. And Danny was the type of guy who probably jerked off 3 times a day!

I decided to see what kind of attention I could get by heading outside in my bikini to lay out. Coincidentally, Danny's house overlooked our backyard and pool. It was a perfect day for sunbathing and I did my best to look sensual as I applied my Coppertone 4. Slowly up and down my long, lean legs, making sure I pushed up my bikini bottoms to show my butt cheeks. I poured some more lotion into my hands and started to rub my arms and neck.

I could tell that Danny was watching me from the upstairs bathroom window. I sat down on my lounge chair and untied my top. The two triangles that covered my tits fell down on my stomach and I started to massage the sun lotion all around my breasts. I had to block my face because I didn't want Danny to see me smile. I knew exactly what I was doing and could imagine his huge cock pointed straight up at the sight of my tits in the sun. I took my time and purposely ran my fingertips all around my nipples so that they would harden.

Even though I was doing this to give Danny a thrill, I was really starting to get turned on myself. With both our mothers happily inside consuming a bottle of wine, I knew I could take this show a little further without a problem. I turned my chair to face Danny's window and lay down with my legs spread pretty far open. I slid my bikini bottom between my vagina and wedged it as tightly as I could so that he could see each lip protruding out the sides of the white slit of fabric.

"Thank god I had remembered to trim my pubes that morning!" I was sure he was getting a good view from up there behind the curtain. I bet a boy like him would be totally into this performance. I began to slowly rub the edges of my clit just enough so that my hips started to sway. Finally, I pulled my bikini completely off.

Mom would be "occupied" for at least a couple of hours and I was starting to get horny. I needed to take serious action and fast. I knew from Danny's angle he would be able to see the perfect triangle of my pubic hair that was now starting to glisten from the wetness coming out of me. I separated my lips with one hand hoping that he could see that I now was throbbing like he hopefully was. I took my finger and started to push it slowly up into my pussy.

It felt soooo good to be masturbating again! I had been home 3 days and hadn't cum since I left campus. I really needed the release and having an audience made it feel even sexier. I couldn't wait to shove two fingers in now and began pulling them in and out at just the right intervals so that Danny would know I was doing this for him. I wanted him to see the pink swelling of my pussy and run down to fuck me. All I could think of was that he was up there jerking off in his hand when he could be down here with me jamming it up my pussy. I couldn't help but let out a moan as I was swirling around inside.

"Geez, I love masturbating!"

It reminded me of a few weeks before when my roommate Heidi and I had come home from a party horny as hell. We both had had too much to drink and were feeling pretty loose. Heidi was this beautiful girl from Atlanta, with big boobs and long, wavy brown hair. She was always open to a lot of fun and that night talked me into masturbating with her.

I've never done it with a girl before and at first it was hard to relax, but after a little more alcohol and just laying on our beds, Heidi finally came over to me and started to take my clothes off. I couldn't believe how different it felt with a girl doing this, but at the same time, I was getting hotter than I ever had before.

When she slowly slid my panties and bra off, I almost begged her to go down on me right away. She told me I'd have to wait. She instructed me to start to play with myself and told me exactly what she wanted me to do.

She said things like "Show me that pussy Caroline" and "Open up those lips so I can see your clit asking to be stroked".

It was driving me wild. By then I was desperate for her to eat me out and she knew it. Finally, she walked over and placed me on my twin bed. She pulled me to the edge so that just my legs were hanging over the side. She leaned over me and began to suck my tits as if she was drinking milk from them. She sucked so hard I couldn't tell if it felt good or hurt.

Then she bit the nipples and I let out a scream. She did it again and said "if you scream again I will bite those nipples off". When she had enough of my tasting my tits, she ran her tongue down my tummy all the way to my pussy. I had to bite my lips to keep from yelling out I wanted her so eat me so badly.

Finally, she knelt down between my legs and started slowly flicking her tongue around the outside of my lips. My clit was going crazy it was so sensitive. She buried her face in my pussy and started to suck it dry. By the time she wedged her fingers up there, I was beside myself wanting more. I could feel the release of my orgasm and watched as she lifted her head up and smiled at me. "My turn" she said, and I happily spent the next hour and a half fucking my friend.

Laying here playing with myself in the sunshine was almost as good as that night, but now I wanted a big, hard, cock to suck. "And I know right where to get one..."