"The Tease" with Emma Roberts
"The Tease"
With Emma Roberts
Written by TPG
(MF, BJ, voy)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
We'd been friends for years, and were as close as any two neighbors could be, comfortable enough to freely roam in each other's yards and houses as we pleased.
Our children often played with one another, while the wives were the best of friends who walked in the evenings, and frequently shopped together.
Nevertheless this story is not about our long standing relationship with the neighbors, but more about their sexpot daughter, who I'd had the opportunity to watch grow from a shy awkward tomboy and into a leggy, mouth-watering seductress.
Emma Roberts had always been the sweetest girl growing up, but a change of friends and her pursuit in acting had slowly morphed her into something else.
She was now constantly in trouble, sneaking around, lying, getting bad grades, and doing all of the things you hoped your own kid would never do.
Moreover, Emma was a grade-A cock tease, and to her father's chagrin, constantly flirted with all of his acquaintances and the older gentleman in the neighborhood.
Nonetheless, to the envy of others Emma spent the better half of the summer in our backyard pool, and I don't mind admitting that I had memorized every inch of that sinful young body.
Barely 18, Emma was petite and slender and had been bestowed with two of the most succulent pear shaped breasts I had ever seen, which I also noted seemed to naturally sling outwards slightly, and appeared to be at a constantly state of arousal.
Standing at just 5'2, the petite actress had a tight slender flat belly, a pert ass, and long lean legs, no doubt genes she had inherited from her family and famous aunt, Hollywood heavyweight Julia Roberts.
It was the early days of summer, and I had finished work unexpectedly for the day and was home early. As I got out of my truck, she was there, helping herself to a soda from the garage refrigerator.
"Hey Mr. Peterson," Emma beamed, as she stood dripping from the pool.
"Well hello young lady." I replied.
"I hope you don't mind?" she grinned slyly at me as she waved the soda in her hand.
"Of course not Emma, you're more than welcome to the fridge." I said while getting out of the truck and trying my best not to glare at her tempting body.
It was only now that I noticed that her skimpy one piece bathing suit was made of a seemingly translucent material, and I could clearly make out her erect nipples and her newly obtained belly ring.
"A belly-ring Emma, really?" I grinned while studying her body.
"What? Oh yeah. Do you like it?" she said as she briefly posed for me, and gently pinched at it through the wet material.
"Dad would kill me if he ever found out." she added, "Lucky for me he's hardly ever home."
"Yeah, I bet he would." I stated.
"By the way, mom wanted to know if you could come over and check out my computer later?" she said breaking me out of my reverie, "It's really slow again."
"If you let me get settled in, I can be over in a few minutes, okay?"
"Great! You can come around the back."
With that said I watched her saunter away as I unloaded my stuff, checked my email, and dressed down before I grabbed a cold one out of the fridge and headed over with my PC-repair kit in hand.
It wasn't the first time I had fixed her computer. In fact I had helped set it up in her bedroom several months earlier, and in recent weeks had helped clean out her system of malware.
It seemed Emma did not have the sense to clear out her history or logs, and I was always a little surprised to see just how much time a teenager could spend surfing various porn sites around the web.
Emma definitely had a healthy appetite for smut.
A few weeks earlier she and her friends had apparently caught the YouTube bug and had started posting a few comical videos of themselves. Right there in her "Documents" directory I found several gigabits worth of videos of them "performing" together.
They apparently liked to dress up in skimpy outfits and dance around half naked in front of her cam.
In fact, they had filled up her machine with so much content that they convinced her mom to buy her an external hard drive, which naturally I was conned into installing, ever the good helpful neighbor.
I let myself into the backyard, and prepared to knock on the back sliding door when I glanced across the way and to my surprise found Emma lying in her yard, topless.
She simply lay there with headphones and sunglasses on, apparently unaware of my presents as my eyes grew to the size of sauces. Her breasts although not large, lay plump and exposed, two tiny brown nipples standing firm and proud.
Her tits looked utterly tender and succulent, and featured two faint tan lines which created a white triangle on each, her nips slightly off center and erect, and attention grabbing nonetheless.
The sexy little nymph had flashed me a number of times in the past, mostly granting me a peek down her blouse or up her skirt, but this was way beyond anything else.
As I wandered into the path of her sunlight, she faked surprise and quickly covered herself up.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Peterson," she blushed. "I wasn't expecting you to come over so quickly."
I tried my best not to stare at her luscious body as she covered her chest with her hands, and leaving her bikini top lying on the floor, rose to her feet and asked me to follow her upstairs.
It wasn't like I didn't know where her computer was. I'd been in their house at least once a month for several years, and I'd been taking care of her computer issues since she was old enough to use a keyboard.
Inside I tried my best not to glare at her incredible butt as it hypnotically wiggled in front of my face as we climbed the stairs. Upstairs, I quickly got seated at the computer desk in her room (if only to hide my mounting erection) and gave it a quick manual scan.
Yep. Somehow she'd gotten it infected once again, and her anti-virus wasn't working properly. If I didn't know any better I would swear someone was deliberately switching it off.
"Every time I use the internet," she explained, "I get lots of those stupid windows popping up, and they just never seem to stop."
"Like I said before, that's what you get when you frequent those porn tube sites every day."
As I looked over her machine, she now stood directly behind me, leaning over my shoulder and pointing to the screen. Emma was still topless, and I swallowed hard as her left breast was almost in my face.
Needless to say I was now sporting a painful erection at this point, and trying to busy my mind, I loaded my software to scan and clean the computer.
"I'm going to run this program to find out what we have on here," I told her, "And see if I can clean it up that way."
Just then, I looked up into the mirror above the desk to see Emma wander off towards her wardrobe, and without a care in the world, she proceeded to peel her bikini bottoms down her legs.
"I better take these off before I get my bed or chair all wet," she said, standing in the corner of the room naked as the day she was born.
The stark complexion of her pale skin contrasted strongly against the darkness of her room. There I watched intently as she casually stood there in the nude and began drying herself off with a towel.
My hands trembled as I pressed the button that started the scan. Almost immediately a threat notification popped up, getting our attention. Once again, Emma moved to stand directly behind me, this time leaning into me as she glared at the small screen.
"Yep," I confirmed, "Two viruses already. This will probably take a while."
As I spoke, I could feel her bare breasts brush against my shoulder again, and the mere notion that she was utterly naked behind me thrilled me to no end.
Just then, as I turned my head she barely moved and our faces were now just a few inches apart, so close in fact that I could feel her breath on my skin.
"I think that's about it," I stammered, "You can take it from here, right?"
"What's your rush, Mr. Peterson?" she said while staring at the screen.
"Well, I think I better go," I almost stuttered, "And give you a moment to get dressed."
"No! Don't go." she exclaimed, "What if something happens? Just wait a few extra minutes, please?"
"I'd love to stay." I said as I reached for my USB, "But I've had a really long day, and I just want to go home and relax for a while."
Just then another threat notification popped up, validating Emma's claim that she needed me to stay, and before I could get up from the seat I felt her hands move to my shoulders as she proceeded to give me a massage.
"Emma," I quipped, "What are you doing?"
"Just relax Mr. Peterson," she urged, "Just wait a few more minutes. Here, I can help you relax."
I now sat there with a raging boner as my famous teenage neighbor stood naked behind me, giving me a back rub. I reveled to her touch for just a few moments before my conscience got the better of me.
"Wait, this is wrong." I finally said, as I turned to face her and snatched her wrists with my hands.
Turning to face her, it was only now that I realized just how dangerous and inappropriate it all was, and despite myself I openly gawked at her naked body, causing her to grin smugly.
"What's wrong?" she asked, "Am I making you feel uncomfortable?"
Uncomfortable? That was an understatement.
"Emma, this is highly inappropriate." I started to say, "Where are your folks? What if they saw us like this?"
"Pff, who cares!" she quipped, "Mom is out shopping on Rodeo Drive, while daddy is away in New York shooting another lame B-grade movie."
"Emma!" I chastised her, "Don't talk about your parents like that."
To my surprise it seemed my chastising actually excited her. Realizing this, I let go of her hands and pulled away while I still had some ounce of self-control.
Emma backed away and smirked slyly to herself as I helped myself to yet another eyeful of her exquisite young body. Her skin was smooth and flawless, and the pinkness of her sex was captivating.
She had trimmed her dark pubic hair neatly into a small v shaped patch just above her clit, and as I stood there quietly admiring the way her nipples stood proud and erect, she looked at me expectantly.
"Emma, you shouldn't be teasing me like this." I told her, trying to control my breathing. "I'm just a man you know."
Despite my words, my hard-on stuck out in front of me, obscenely tenting my shorts. Emma slowly walked towards me, stopping only inches away and looked up at me with those sparkling green eyes and spoke.
"I'm not teasing you Mr. Peterson," she purred. "I'm begging."
The moan that escaped my lips when her hand eased forward and cupped my cock was probably all the answer she needed. She reached for my shorts and fondled my erection as she pressed her lips against mine.
The initial kiss was soft yet wildly passionate, our tongues finding and wrestling against one another before she finally withdrew with a smug grin on her face.
"Is this for me Mr. Peterson?" she cooed softly. "Huh?"
"Oh Jesus," I groaned, knowing that there was not much more of this that I could take.
"You know, I see the way you look at me," she stated softly, "You love staring at my body, my ass, and my legs don't you?"
I could barely speak much less answer her.
"Just admit it, Mr. Peterson," she smiled, "I know what you want. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
"I..." I stammered at her accusation. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Hmm, you don't huh?" she replied. "Are you wearing any underwear Mr. Peterson?"
"What has that got to do with anything?"
As a matter of fact I wasn't, causing my free cock to stand at full attention as the teen harlot now fondly caressed it through my shorts.
"Were you trying to show off?" she grinned again. "Trying to show off that big, thick cock of yours?"
"I..."
"I bet it's beautiful." she added as I felt her squeeze it with her hand.
Dumbfounded by her words and taken aback by her bold actions, I instinctively recoiled and squirmed backwards only to have her follow me, her hand never leaving my throbbing erection.
"Mr. Peterson, can I ask you a question?" she teased with her hand on my cock. "Do you mind if I suck your cock?"
I was almost rendered speechless.
"I'm going to suck your cock Mr. Peterson," she said matter-of-factly, "And you're going to like it."
"I am?"
"Yes. You're going to like it," she reaffirmed. "And you're going to come in my mouth."
"Oh god," I gasped at the mere suggestion, shutting my eyes.
"Don't worry," she said seductively, "I'm quite good, or so I've been told."
In an instant the sexy little nymphet was on her knees before me peeling my shorts down my leg and marveling at my impressive package.
"Mm, I knew it was big." she grinned as she gingerly slipped her dainty fingers around the base and stroked it momentarily.
"So may I?" she asked rhetorically. "May I suck your big cock, Mr. Peterson?"
"Jesus," I whined. "This is so wrong."
"Don't you want to stick it in my mouth?" she teased as she licked her wet lips with her tongue.
At this point I was so damn hard I thought I was going to pass out.
"Yes," I finally confessed, "Damn you, yes."
I then watched, enthralled as she pressed her lips to my skin and finally licked from my balls to the head of my prick, working her cold wet tongue around the ridge below the head.
Emma grabbed the staff and pointed my rod forward, bending her face forward and slowing taking just the tip into her hot little mouth.
"Mmphhff," she cooed softly, "I just love sucking cock."
"I can see that," I moaned, as her tongue tortured me, teasing, flicking, and darting across my bell-head.
My cock looked so big inside her pretty mouth that I soon found myself wondering how she managed to take it all in. The edges of her mouth were white from the stretching of her lips, and this was just the head she was manipulating.
Emma carefully moved on taking in more and more of my meaty pole, her tongue still active as her hand stroked the full extent of the shaft outside of her mouth.
She now devoured half of my length, and I was bumping against the back of her throat repeatedly, yet she strived for more.
"Oh fuck." I said breathlessly, "Where did you learn that, baby doll?"
Watching my hard meat disappear into her pretty face was almost too much to bare. Hell, I had only attended her sweet sixteen birthday party a few years earlier, and watched as she innocently blew out the candles on her cake.
Now here she was, taking all of me into her narrow little throat.
Suddenly, the vision on her family flashed through my mind and the image of her father almost caused me to withdraw and run out of that bedroom in fear.
I couldn't even imagine what Eric would do or say if he ever found out about what we were doing, and what I was doing to his sweet little angel (and in her very own bedroom no less).
Nevertheless, any qualms I had were quickly replaced with the overwhelming sensation of pleasure as I felt her proceed to gag and choke and deep throat me keenly.
"Ugh! Shhhit!" I panted as I grabbed her roughly by the hair and proceeded to fuck her pretty face.
"Yeah? You like that!" I groaned. "Is that what you want, huh? You fucking little tease!"
Emma had obviously had a lot of experience with sucking cock and knew just what she was doing. She used her hands and slobbering mouth well, stroking and sucking in tandem, and making me forget about any fears or consequences I might have had.
"Ugh! Uh-huh," she mumbled with a mouth full of cock. "Mmmpphh! More!"
After a minute or so she suddenly stopped what she was doing and got up and guided me over to the bed, where there I took off my shirt and laid back under her guidance.
In an instant her mouth enveloped me again, but now as she crawled up onto the bed I could stroke her naked form, touch and feel her smooth skin and ease my hand between her slender legs, as she sucked me keenly with renewed fervor.
"Such a sexy little slut," I groaned, "A sexy little cocksucker."
"Mmpphff, touch me." she almost pleaded between sucks, and I happily obliged and proceeded to explore and finger her teenage twat.
"Jesus Christ!" I gasped aloud, as I discovered just how hot and wet she in fact was, so much so that I effortlessly slipped two digits inside.
"So fucking wet too..." I muttered under my breath. "I can't believe this is happening."
Emma pulled away for just a moment and shook her hair from her face and smiled.
"We both know you wanted this," she sneered. "Besides, I've wanted to suck your cock for such a long time."
I let my head fall to the pillow.
"This is so surreal."
Spitting on my cock, Emma then snickered, "Hmm, you know you're one tough customer."
"Huh?"
"Most of the guys I suck usually come pretty quickly," she alleged. "You're not holding back on me are you?"
"Holding back? Sweetheart, you're doing wonderfully." I told her honestly. "I haven't been this hard in years. I guess I'm just a little shocked and surprised by all this."
"What's it going to take?" she asked as she stroked me in her hand, "Because I'm not going to let you put this inside me until I get a mouth full of come first."
More exciting words were never spoken.
"Holy shit," I groaned, as the mere notion of fucking her made my cock twitch excitedly in her hand.
"So, how about it?" she grinned. "You think you could handle it?"
I simply nodded.
"You think you're up to fucking this young, tight, cunt?" she added, "And trust me, I am so tight too."
Her words were driving me insane, and before I could reply she was back at it again, sucking and now noisily slurping at the end of my cock-head, my prick filling her small mouth as her hands played and massaged my balls.
Emma was more accessible now, her saucy tight backside only about a foot away from my shoulder.
I watched her push her mouth deeper and further along my cock, working hard to take more of it into the back of her narrow throat as my hand now fondled her incredibly butt.
Caressing her ass, the teen star suddenly withdrew for a moment and glanced back at me.
"Are you ready to fuck this little slut?"
"Yes." I almost grunted, "God yes."
Emma once again resumed the sucking, and pacing herself let her hand do much of the work as her other snaked beneath her body and proceeded to rub her protruding clit.
Noting this, I took the opportunity to reach between her legs and carefully spread her glistening lips apart and admired the inner pink before I buried my middle finger knuckle deep and proceeded to finger-bang her in time with her own musing, as she rapidly grew wetter and wetter.
Emma hummed her appreciation and I felt it echo from my cock to my toes and back up my spine. I attempted to slip another finger into her already overstuffed cunt, but found it difficult.
In fact she was so incredibly tight, I was afraid to hurt her.
I finally settled for swapping fingers, seeing how far each finger could reach inside of her. I looked down to watch her as she grew increasingly aggressive again, pounding her head up and down over my steel rod vigorously, and I knew she had finally gotten her wish.
"Oh shit! I'm almost there, almost... nnrgh!"
I grunted aloud as saucy little minx pulled her lips tight, bobbing up and down on the top of my cock while one hand stroked the rest of me, milking and squeezing my tensing nuts.
I exploded forth, splashing inside and filling her pretty little mouth with hot semen. To her credit, Emma Roberts swallowed hard, licking me clean and bathing my cock with her hot wet tongue.
"Mm yeah!" she exclaimed. "That was fucking hot!"
While she gleefully cheered, my head was spinning and I could barely speak.
"That was some orgasm, Mr. Peterson." she grinned, "Well worth the wait, don't you think?"
"Yes." I exhaled, "Yes it was."
Emma giggled sweetly as she stretched out across my body, her soft nubile frame lying over mine and her head resting on my shoulder. She felt so wonderful, her petite little body settling atop of mine.
"So how long before you're ready to go again?" she asked softly, her lips nuzzling my neck.
"I don't know," I panted. "Give me a minute sweetheart."
"I can't wait to feel you inside me," she said as she let her hand slip between her legs and caressed her aching slit.
"Why don't you start without me," I suggested. "And warm yourself up a little?"
"Do you really want to watch me play?" she replied excitedly, as she spread her legs and proceeded to rub her teen cunt.
"This is going to be one long afternoon." I grinned.
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