Jennifer was a naughty girl

Jennifer was a neighbours daughter.

I was reminded of her, by a story I read on here about a guy being given a bath, by his landlady.

We lived over the shop, and two doors along the parade, was Jennifer’s family business.

It was an off-licence. She worked for her family, and I worked for mine.

We had a communal rear access for deliveries.

I kept my car, out there, and weekends, and evenings I’d be tinkering with the car, and Jen would come out and chat.

She was a bit older than me, pleasantly plump, but not on my teenage radar for sex, she was Jennifer, almost like a sister or cousin.

Saturday night was going out night, out out..

My family had gone away. I’d cleaned the car, and was now in the bath, getting ready to go out on the pull.

I heard the back door open and close. No one locked the back door, back in those days.

I heard a voice it was Jennifer, she called out…”anyone in”….

“I’m in the bath, I’ll be down in a bit”…

I heard footsteps…the bathroom door opened, and there was Jennifer…blushing slightly, but very bright eyed.

“What you doing in here, I’m having a bath”

“I can see that” she responded, I lent forward to cover my modesty.

“I’ll scrub your back, if you want”

And without waiting for a reply, she pushed her sleeves up, and started to soap my back.

Things went awkwardly silent, but that didn’t deter Jennifer, she soaped my back and as far down my sides and back as she could reach.

I bent forward and held my ankles.

Awkward… blushing now, too

But my cock was stirring. I could feel my face heating up, and it wasn’t the water temperature.

She washed the soap from my back.

“Sit up” she commanded, “ I’ll wash your hair.

I did as instructed, grateful for the fact there was plenty of water covering my very hard cock.

Still a virgin, my cock, in those days, was super sensitive and likely to explode at any moment.

Jennifer soaped and washed my hair. She got the jug from the side (this was the way we washed hair back in the day) and rinsed the soap from my head.

She was now washing my shoulders, then my chest, then she just pushed me back, and I laid out, gripping the bath sides tightly, my cock was half visible now.

Her hands went down my belly, and Jennifer giggled as my cock twitched and jumped…

“It likes that” she squeaked, and she did it again.

She stood upright, looking down on me.

Her blouse was soaking wet, and her, now obviously braless tits, were showing nicely through the wet material.

My cock jerked again.

“It likes these then” she giggled and she pushed her firm plump breasts forward.

“I might as well take this off.”

And with that she removed her sopping wet blouse.

My cock was pointing at the ceiling. It was so hard, I thought I was just going to cum.

Jennifer, bent forward, and started to wash my cock…

Oh my god, I’d had a few “wank offs” but this was amazing.

“Do you like it”………”mmmmmmm”.I groaned….

She stopped, I groaned even more….she squeezed my ballls, gently…

“Oh fuck that’s nice” I mumbled

She stopped, I groaned.

She stood straight, her damp breasts shimmering, her nipples like organ stops, dark brown.

She undid her skirt and slipped it off. She was stood there, in big girls white cotton pants, and there was a very damp patch at her crotch, and a lot of dark pubic hair showing through.

She stood, posing, hand on hip..

“Do you think I’m sexy” …..”fuck Jen, you look amazing “

She jiggled her tits, “do you want a feel of these”

I nodded…”please”

She bent forward and as I hastily fumbled her soft plump breasts, she pulled the plug on the bath.

As I tugged and squeezed her nipples and breasts, she gazed intently as the water receded exposing my erect cock.

“I wish I had a cock to play with “ she said.

“Do you play with it every day” she asked, and then started to rub it up and down.

“Mmmm that’s nice, Jen, don’t stop”

“Well, do you…play with it everyday “

“Yes”…

“I would too, it’s so stiff, and your balls are so tight” she was cupping them and her finger was probing my arse, gently.

I was raising myself up as she did this. To do so, I’d had to reluctantly let go of her breasts to stop myself from sliding down the bath.

Somehow she leant in, over the bath, and thrust her breasts in my face..

“Suck my tits you naughty boy”

I needed no encouragement. I sucked on her left nipple as she started to rub my cock in earnest.

“That’s it, nice, but suck it harder” I did as she asked.

“Harder, bite it, suck it harder” she was practically in the bath with me now.

As I bit her harder, I started to cum, and she leant back to watch, as jet after jet of hot creamy cum shot into the air, across my belly, splashing both of our faces, and she milked me dry.

Her breast was red and bruised. She scooped cum off me and rubbed it over her abused nipple. Looking at me as she did so.

I just looked at her. My heart racing. My cock, still hard, remains of my cum dribbling from it.

I watched her put her skirt back on. Then her very damp blouse.

As she buttoned it up, she was staring at my cock.

“I wish I had a cock” she said.

“I’ve got to go back to the shop now” she said, “

it’s Saturday evening and we’ll be busy”

“Have a nice evening “…. “don’t do anything naughty “

And she was gone…….

ps.

There is another tale to tell about Jennifer, I never did fuck her, but it’s a sexy tale and if there’s interest, I’ll tell it.