The Neighbour_(2) by Thunderous

When I was 16, everything seemed fine. Everything was going well – school, family, relationships, life. Everything seemed to be much simpler back then, where I didn’t realise the small things to be big things. Like how all the boys would stare at my breasts or ass when I walked or talked to them. These things were just brushed off. I never thought of myself as a sex symbol because of how naive and innocent I was to the world around me. I was always quite a tall but voluptuous girl, starting puberty quite early before all the girls in my class. I even filled out my gym shorts and my bras much more than the other girls. I had a decent ass for a white girl, it would definitely jiggle when I walked or gave me the perfect curves when I ever wore something tight. My breasts were always much larger than the other girls as well, my first bra fitting was for a 36DD size, but of course my mother made me get the ugly, tight fitting bras that would squeeze my chest in to make me look like a boy. However, it was no surprise to me that my mum did that since my parents would the biggest religious nuts. Ever since I was a kid, they told me who to avoid and who not to avoid. The list was simple, I was never allowed to be a lesbian or a bisexual, or even experiment or go out and have some fun because that was completely against God’s rules. So this means no boyfriends, no girlfriends, only friends I could see at school (which meant no sleepovers). I never explored my own sexuality or understood where I stood with my own body because I was never allowed to explore my options. It was quite easy to ignore these things because I was a very obedient child, I would never cross mummy or daddy with their rules because adults always knew better than children. These things were the reason why I was so naive. I never understood why men would stare at me differently than women or why I always got so much attention from male teachers or my classmates. I was 16, never knew how to kiss or what sex felt like because I was always way too afraid to disobey my parents orders.

But, as my parents always told me who to avoid, their were also a very small group of people who I could trust with my life. Of course, this was mummy and daddy, Uncle Ralph, Aunty Melissa, my cousins and the neighbour, Jack (which my parents have known since even before I was born). Even though Jack wasn’t apart of this family, I was always encouraged to call him uncle Jack. I loved uncle Jack, he would always give me more attention than anyone else in the family, helping me with my homework, helping me with gardening, giving me back massages and foot massages, and also letting me sit on his lap if I couldn’t see the TV properly. He was always so kind to me, even if he always stared at me funny. But this never meant anything to me at the time because it was just Uncle Jack, nothing else to it. Just my friendly neighbour.

Life was all normal up until my 18th birthday. I never had big birthday celebrations because my parents would never let me bring home anyone from school to celebrate with me, but that didn’t matter since I didn’t have much friends anyway. My 18th birthday went as normal as every other birthday, I would just have the family over and Uncle Jack for some cake and a bit of a laugh. But that day, I could see Jack was acting a bit weird, acting a bit.. flirty. No one else noticed because they all trusted Jack, he sometimes acted like this around mummy or Aunt Mel. If they didn’t mind it, I guess I would be okay with it too. After the cake was cut and everyone settled down for the day, Uncle Jack came up to me.
“So, finally 18 huh? Its been so nice watching you grow up into such a beautiful young woman” he said as he was looking at me up and down, slightly licking his lips. I completely ignored his crude behaviour,
“Yeah! its just another year though, it doesn’t change me at all, 18… Kind of a pointless age I would say, haha”. Jack leaned in closer and put his hand on my waist.
“Oh trust me girly, it changes a lot of things, you just don’t know it yet” he said with a wink and a smirk, he was so close to me that I could smell the liquor on his breath, daddy could be like that sometimes. I didnt know what Jack was getting at but I just laughed it off and patted his shoulder, he was always so nice to me, he was the only person talking to me the whole party anyway. Even though, this time, he was showing me a lot more attention than he did in previous years.

For my birthday this year, my mum bought me a gardening kit because she knows how much I loved gardening and going outdoors, one of my favourites hobbies to pass the time. My dream was to plant and have all the back yard grow into sunflowers, something about a flower blossoming into such a vibrant and beautiful thing made me so happy. The day after my birthday, nobody was home so I went straight into the backyard to plant my seedlings, it was the start of something new (maybe Jack knew about this and didnt want to ruin the surprise?). I got on my knees and started to tend to the soil, having my ass stick up in the air and my breasts close to the ground as I needed to get right in there to take some of the left over weeds in the garden bed. I heard a faint “HEY!” to my left and abruptly turned my head to see who it was. It was uncle Jack peaking over the fence. “Can I come help you? I have nothing else to do at home and would love to see how you garden, I might come get you to do mine.” Before I had to chance to say anything, Jack was coming through the backyard gate and straight into the garden with me. Jack looked… different than what he usually does when he comes to see me. He was wearing loose shorts and a tight tank top. It wasnt a pleasant sight to see since Jack had a bit of a pot belly and was a bit larger and a bit more hairier than most men. He only looked so casual since my parents wont home otherwise they wouldnt allow such a thing in the house. Jack got on his knees next to me, putting his arm around me and saying in my face “so what are you planting here, lovely lady?” eventually closer and closer with every moment passing. I was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.
“Just um.. just some sunflower seedlings to brighten the place up” I said as I slowly started to shuffle away. He persisted with creeping more towards me, closer than he was before as he started to lower his hand towards my ass. “well, can you show me how to do it so I can do my own garden one day and you can help me, beautiful”.
I didnt think much of it so I just went back to my gardening, bending over like I was before, tending to the garden bed. I could just feel his eyes being embedded into my body as I was in this position, I was starting to freak out, I never felt like this before, had this much attention from anybody. After 5 minutes of planting the seeds, I hesitantly reached for the fertiliser and Jack reached for it as well to help me out a bit since I was doing all the heavy lifting here. He managed to spill it all into the grass and a quite a lot on me aswell. I was extremely angry with myself for not just doing it alone, “fuck.. I dont think I have any more fertiliser! I dont-” Jack quickly cut me off “I think I have some in my house! Come over and ill give you it” he said as he quickly got up and grabbed my arm to lift me up aswell. He was extremely strong and I completely underestimated his strength seeing that he could lift me up so quickly. He rushed across the grass with my arm still in his hand “No I mean, you could of just brought it to me, it would make everything easier!” I said as the breath was taken right out of me from rushing, I didnt know such a large man could go so fast. “Nonsense! You need a break anyway, you’ve been out in the garden for so long!”

I was standing in his living room, admiring his décor, I never knew Uncle Jack had such a beautiful house. I was never allowed over because my parents never allowed it but now that im my own woman, im allowed to do these things. “Would you like some lemonade, dear? You seem a bit thirsty” Jack said as he reached for the fridge to get some juice to pour for me. “Uh, yes please, I was just wondering if I could have the ferti-” he cut me off, “would some ice be okay in your drink, my lady?” he didnt wait for a response as he put some in anyway. He started to carry it over when he tripped on his own shoe lace and fell, having the lemonade splash all over my white shirt and shorts, leaving me completely drenched. “Ugh!! Im completely soaked, I.. I need to go home and change, its so cold!” I started to shiver as it soaked right through my shirt and bra and into my panties, this was not fun. “No! I mean dont worry about it, you can have a shirt of mine, I was going to throw it out anyway, it would be great for gardening, I dont want you ruining any of your nice clothes for you mum just to punish you over it, these things arent cheap you know, Jessica.” he said as he ushered me to his room. “I guess you’re right.. You know mum, she does get very angry over these things when I ruin my clothes..” I was always afraid of my parents and what they were capable of. Whenever I did something wrong, I would get punished for it, badly.

Jack showed me to his shirts and some pants I could borrow for the day, he just pointed to his cupboards and let me get dressed by myself as he shut the door behind him. I just stood there, checking my surroundings to see if I was alone so I could start undressing. I had to peel off my shirt from my body, I was completely covered in goosebumps and my nipples were getting so unbelievably hard. I took off my shorts as well, wriggling out of them as they were completely stuck to my ass. I unhooked my bra and took one of Jacks shirts from the cupboard. It was absolutely way too big for me but somehow I could still see my hard nipples through the shirt. I had to rub them a bit so they could unhardened so Jack wouldnt notice, since I have no spare bra around me anywhere, I would have to go braless for now, until my wet one dried. As I was rubbing my nipples, I heard a buzzing from the drawer of his bed side table. Mummy always told me not to poke my nose into anyone’s business but I was curious as to what it was anyway. I opened the drawer and saw that it was his phone, a person of the name of “Dom” was calling him. But it wasnt that that took my attention, It was what was under it. I saw multiple pictures of women in ropes, completely naked with gags and such on them. They looked like some sort of models posing for the pictures. I picked one of them up and examined the woman, she was quite beautiful but what was happening to her was so unholy. I couldnt help but get a bit turned on, I’ve never seen anything like this and even though it was so gruesome. I couldnt help but feel my pussy tremble and my nipples getting hard again. As I was still looking at it, Jack came in through the door, “I was just wondering if I could grab your wet clot-” He stopped in his tracks. He noticed the drawer open and the pictures in my hand. His cheeks turned into a dark red and his fists clenched.
“YOU NAUGHTY GIRL!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY DRAWER!?” He came to me quickly and grabbed the photo out of my hand, putting it in the drawer and slamming it shut. “Didnt your parents ever tell you to mind your own fucking business?!” He said as he grabbed my arm and started to pull me towards his bed. “No no! Im sorry Uncle, Im sorry! I didnt mean to! Dont tell mummy and daddy, please! They will punish me so much!!” I began to sob as he approached the bed to look at me in the eyes. He seemed so angry and agitated, I’ve never seen anything like it before. “You know im going to have to tell on you, you naughty girl! Your mother would not be happy with you after this, she will ground you for months for being such a naughty girl.” I started to cry a lot now as the reality of the situation started to take a toll on me. “Please uncle! Ill do anything, ill get in so much trouble if they found out I did such a thing, please, ill do anything!”. A smile crept up onto his face as he accepted my begging. “Fine” he said, “if you dont want them finding out, ill have to punish you myself. It was very naughty what you did today, going through my personal belongings like that!”. I was afraid of what might happen but I could trust Uncle Jack, he wouldnt punish me as badly as mummy and daddy, he was always so gentle when he played with me as a child.