My Neighbor Volume 1

Mi vecino

Don Jorge is there again... watching me walk by, he doesn't say anything but it makes me feel uncomfortable...

- Hello dear!! How are you??

Should I answer? Or should I just pretend I didn't hear you?

- Hello, Mr. Jorge. I'm fine, thank you, and you?

- Great! You look very pretty in that dress!

- Thank you... (It's the same every day)

- Dear, can you help me carry some boxes to the corner?

- I'm running a little late.

- Don't worry... I have them here ready, that way I only have to make one trip... they're bulky but not heavy...

- .. Well...

When I went in to look for the boxes, Don Jorge's apartment was particularly dark.

- They're those over there... be careful you don't fall...

I bent down to pick them up... they were heavy... I could barely move them from the floor... the wind from the fan that Don Jorge turned on lifted my skirt, at least it was cool... I picked them up as best I could...

- And what do you have here?

- They're papers I'm going to throw away...

- They're really heavy...

- Oh dear, I know you are strong!

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't lift them.

"Let me help you," the gentleman said.

He stood behind me and helped me lift her up. He held her tightly, which surprised me; perhaps I was the weak one.

- It's not that heavy... I'll let go of it now...

- No... they're going to...

The box fell back to the ground.

- Oh, sorry, did you hurt your foot?

- No... but almost...

- Come, I'll help you again

Every time he took her, he pressed his body against mine... I guess that was the best way to exert force...

- You have to hold this box close to your body, that way you use less force, like this...

Don Jorge had been in the army, that's perhaps why he was so strong.

We managed to get the boxes in, but he had to help me with all of them, so we were making progress little by little. He was kindly helping me... in the end, I turned out to be a disaster.

- Thank you so much, my dear... Here you go..

Don Jorge gave me a banknote.

- No... how could you think that? I didn't pay any attention to anything...

- What do you mean, no? I couldn't have done it without you.

In the end, I didn't accept the money.

I went to school... when I came back I passed by Don Jorge's door...

- Hi my girl, how did it go?

- fine, thanks...

- Your mom isn't here

-...Ah...oh! I don't have the keys!!

- If you want, you can wait here at my house...

Don't worry... he should be arriving soon...

- She told me she'd be a while... to keep an eye on you... are you hungry? I have ice cream and chocolates...

- Well...

When I passed by, Don Jorge went to the kitchen and served me ice cream.

You know what? I bought a video game... but I don't know how to use it...

- oh really?

- It says PS5, but I plugged it in and it won't turn on.

- I know how to turn it on.

- Oh! Could you help me?

- yes of course..

I went to the gentleman's room and turned on the console.

What games does it have?

I don't know... which one do you like?

- Um... let's see... Sexy zombie... pornopool... Heat race... Erotic Race... I don't know... They all look similar in the photos...

Each one featured a picture of a girl with big breasts...

Do you want to play one?

- I don't know....

- Let's see... Put this one on...

The game was a race, and as you won, the prize was that your opponent would undress... Obviously, I beat Don Jorge.

- He has to press the buttons to the side instead of making the joystick jump...

- Well... you seem to be an expert... did you like the game?

- Yes, it's entertaining..

- You can come and play whenever you want.

- oh really?

- Yes, of course... that way you keep me company...

- Well...

- Even if you want, you can skip school and come here one day. Your mom works all day and I'd appreciate your company, and you can teach me how to play...

- Mmm, okay... I have to go now...

- Well..

My mom was just coming up the stairs...

- Oh, how nice that you're with Don Jorge... shall I leave my message for you?

- Yeah..

- Well..

- Dear, let me congratulate you on your daughter; she's been studying since she arrived!

- oh really?.

"Yes," said Don Jorge... then as we were leaving he winked at me...

We had a super secret club with that nice gentleman!

I don't want to get up... It's cold... I want to stay in my bed...

- Daughter!! You're going to be late!! Wake up!!

- I'm awake now... But... I seem to be a little sick. Cough cough...

- None of that, your duty is to go to school... now get up... look, I have to go... I want to see you walking out the door!

Suddenly, Don Jorge's words came back to me... "You can come to my house and not go to school..."

I got dressed and left the house. I knocked on Don Jorge's door. He opened it wearing a bathrobe.

Can I stay here?

- Of course!! Come in!!

Don Jorge made me breakfast that day.

You look sleepy...do you want to sleep?

- I'm sleepy... (I'd been chatting all night)

- Go lie down in my bed.

- and you?

- I'm already up... I'll finish making breakfast and take you there.

When I entered Don Jorge's room, my back felt cold... I stretched out... and covered myself with his sheets, I was really cold... I fell asleep...

When I woke up, Don Jorge was next to me watching TV.

- Hey sleepyhead... your breakfast got cold... I didn't mean to wake you... But have this natural juice I made for you...

I drank the juice and got sleepy again.

Can I keep sleeping?

I thought we could play something...

- It's just... I have a lot...

I could hear Don Jorge's voice in the distance...

"Your butt's freezing cold..." was the last thing I heard.

I was so tired that I had several strange dreams, with Don Jorge, who was hugging me while I slept...who was putting his tongue in my ears... Strange things...

It was already late afternoon when I woke up again... Don Jorge wasn't there... I looked at the clock, I was hungry... lunchtime had already passed... I saw the breakfast tray... I ate the sandwich Don Jorge had made for me... the TV was on... a woman was kissing another... I found it very strange... but I was curious... I shifted a little... "Oh... Looks like I wet myself..."

I was embarrassed... I felt like if I moved something was going to come out of my butt... I quickly went to the bathroom... but nothing... I just passed something like jelly... maybe it was from not eating... but it bothered me back there when I was walking...

It was time to go home. I washed the dishes for Don Jorge, my butt still bothering me, and left him a note: "Thank you very much!"

Then I went home, my mom still hadn't arrived... I made myself something to eat and went to bed, I was still sleepy... When my mom arrived and saw me lying down, she thought I was really sick...

The next morning, she left... Without saying goodbye, she left a note: "There's food in the fridge... Let Don Jorge know if you need anything. I'm sorry I didn't believe you yesterday. I hope you feel better today. I love you."

I felt rested and in good spirits again... it wasn't bothering me back there anymore... I took a shower...

- Oh no!!! The water was freezing cold, and I was already under the shower... I didn't know what to do...

Due to life's twists and turns, someone knocked on my door... I went out shivering with cold... it was Don Jorge...

- Hello Mr. Jorge..

- Hello my girl, how are you? I didn't see you go to school, what happened? Are you feeling unwell?

- No! I'm fine... well, now I'm freezing... the shower water isn't heating up...

- I'll fix it for you.

Don Jorge walked by and started looking at the water heater.

Go take a bath... I'll let you know...

I went to the bathroom and got in the shower... Don Jorge yelled at me and I turned on the water... it was hot again!! Don Jorge was a very intelligent man...

Is everything alright?

- Yes, Mr. Jorge! Is the water good?

A minute later it came out frozen again.

- Oh!! Don Jorge!..

- Yes?? He yelled at me from behind the door.

- It came out frozen again.

- It must be something with the key, I'm going in.

- I'm naked...

Don Jorge came in and caught me like that, naked and shivering.

- My poor little girl... Here, take this towel...

- and my hair is full of shampoo!! I can't see very well...

The shampoo ran down my face and made my eyes burn...

Is Don Jorge there?

- ... Um, yes dear... I'm looking for the towel...

- It must be right there.

- Here... use my shirt... I can't find it...

With one hand I covered my breasts and with the other I tried to guess where Don Jorge and his shirt were. After a few seconds I found his hand passing me the shirt.

Are you cold?

- Yesss! I said, rubbing my shirt all over my face; the burning sensation was making it hard to see anything.

Then I felt Don Jorge get into the shower, and he hugged me from behind...

I froze, it made me nervous.

- Don't worry, my child, it's just to give you a little warmth.

Well, it worked because I could feel Don Jorge's shirtless body; his skin was warm.

After a while of warming me up, and since I could see better, he asked me

Are you feeling better now?

- Yes! Thank you so much!

Without moving away from behind me, he started turning on the water taps... now the water was hot again...

Don Jorge got out of the shower and I was able to finish rinsing out the shampoo... when I came out he was no longer in my house...

-Don Jorge???

No one answered

I got dressed and went to his house.

He opened the door for me.

- Hi! Everything alright?

- Yes... I just wanted to thank you.

- You're welcome. Did you have breakfast?

- nope..

Come in, I've got it ready...

When I drank the delicious juice she gave me, I felt energized! I was so happy!! That juice was so good!! I felt like dancing and singing!!

And along with all that joy, I started to feel a tickling sensation in my groin... I discreetly moved, crossed my legs... I wanted to scratch! It was like having a bug...

- what's the matter??

- nothing..

- Come on... you look like jelly...

- It's just that it itches...

- where..

- between my legs... but it's not that it itches... it's more like I feel tickly...

- Hmm, do you know what that means?

- nope..

- You might have a wound or an infection...

- I don't think so... I felt strange, like anxious... I had a strong urge to scratch myself very, very deep inside...

Do you want me to see you?

- Don't worry... I think I can scratch myself...

- But your fingers are shorter than mine.

Don Jorge was right.

- But... what if it hurts?

- It won't hurt... I've relieved the itching of many women...

My mom tells me that these parts are private... that nobody can see them... least of all a stranger...

- Haha, we're not strangers, I've known you since you were 9, we're like family!!

He was right, it was like being with my dad, my real dad was probably up to something, but the one who was always there was Don Jorge...

- Well... can you see me if that's what you say?

- clear!!!

A little embarrassed, I felt Don Jorge bend down under the table. I was wearing a skirt, and he said, "Excuse me, my girl," and pulled my skirt back. After that, he took my panties and pulled them down until they passed over my shoes. He took my legs very gently and opened them.

- Calm down, my girl, I just want to see what's going on here... I have experience, trust me.

Then he kissed my knee, reminding me of how my mom used to kiss my knee when I fell and hurt my knees. I felt comfortable with my neighbor, and slowly stopped squeezing my legs together, as he brought his face closer and closer to my crotch.

"I'm going to come closer and sniff a little, that way I'll know if you have an infection," he told me.

- Oh no! I hope not!

My neighbor's nose came within centimeters of my pussy, and he took a deep breath through his nose...

- And? I asked, looking at the ceiling and distressed.

- Mmm, it smells delicious! I mean, it smells like a healthy, young girl's vulva...

- So I don't have an infection?

- Let me see, at least you smell fine, but that's just from the surface, I can't tell what the inside is like. I'm going to put one of my fingers in to see if the area is feverish...

Having said this, Don Jorge sucked one of his fingers with his mouth, and first he tickled me down there, massaging me like a doctor. I was surprised by how cultured Don Jorge was; he could always do everything. They must have taught him a lot in the army. After his examination gave me a very pleasant tickle, he looked at me and began to insert his finger into my vagina. I watched him and felt a little pain, but Don Jorge, always so cautious, inserted his finger carefully. I just wrinkled my forehead and opened my mouth when the friction bothered me. He took a long time to insert his finger all the way in; sometimes he had to take it out when he saw me in pain, and then he would put it back in. After a while, the friction felt quite good, and I must admit that... sometimes I pretended it hurt so Don Jorge would start again, hehehe.

"You're a little hot..." Don Jorge told me.

Is it an infection?

- I don't know yet, dear, I'm just beginning to examine you.

Don Jorge really looked worried, which alarmed me...

- Mmm, do you feel anything?

The truth is that his finger felt very good inside me, but suddenly Don Jorge turned his hand, and touched a part of me that gave me a small shiver, which ran through my whole body.

- Yes, I felt that! I told him

- Mmm, just what I feared, he said with a worried look.

What? ... Is it something very bad?

Then Don Jorge took his finger out of my vagina and showed it to me; it looked shiny and covered in liquid...

There are infections we can detect through smell and taste... In your case, it doesn't smell bad, in fact, it smells quite good... But...

Don Jorge stuck out his tongue and licked the base of his finger, where the fluid from my infected vulva had trickled...

- iiiuuuugghh Don Jorge! Don't do that!!

- Don't worry, this type of infection doesn't stick to the mouth or any other part of the body, which is what I suspected... It has a salty taste with a sweet aftertaste... Look...

Don Jorge put his finger near my nose

- It smells, don't worry, it's not bad.

Don Jorge's wise expression convinced me; he knew a great deal, no doubt about it. I smelled his finger, and indeed it had no scent at all, just a faint, indescribable aroma... but one that I liked.

- Now open your mouth... Relax, trust me.

Whenever Don Jorge said that, I had to obey him. I slowly opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

"That's it... Good girl..." Don Jorge told me, then put his finger in my mouth without touching anything... "Now suck my finger..."

I closed my mouth and began to suck his finger... The taste was salty, with a sweet finish, quite rich, while I savored Don Jorge's finger he repeated to me.

- Good girl, very obedient...

"It doesn't taste bad..." I told her after the taste had completely passed.

- No, it's good that you know what your tastes are... Although let me do something, I still have some doubts...

Don Jorge immediately put his finger back inside me, and then I felt my vagina expand as another of his fingers made its way inside me. The initial touch bothered me a little, but Don Jorge was so gentle that after a while I liked the feeling. It was then that Don Jorge tried to touch something very deep inside me. The more he explored inside me, the better it felt. I began to feel waves of something very pleasant, and although Don Jorge was very focused on finding my infection, I was loving the way my neighbor was examining me. I even started to drool. Of course, Don Jorge didn't notice, but it was like I was getting wet from the inside out...

- there!!

- Oh!! Mmmm....

- Do you feel it?

- mmmm s.. se..seeeee

- That wretch is way down there!

- wretch??

- You have a small parasite!

- that?!!!!!

But I have no way of getting it out! I can't reach it!!

- Oh no! Don Jorge, am I going to have to go to the hospital?!

- I have to somehow push it until it's crushed, but it has to be with something hard yet soft...

- Take it out!! Please!!

- Mmm, we don't have much time. If I don't crush it with something, it's going to get stuck in your guts!

Oh no!!! Please help me!!! I beg you!!

- Okay... But this has to stay between us, you can't tell anyone, not even your mom, what I'm going to do.

- I swear on my life!

"We don't have much time," said Don Jorge, unzipping his pants.

When he lowered it, a tremendous cock shot upwards; Don Jorge already knew he was going to have to use it...

- Quick, disinfect it with your saliva!

Don Jorge stood in front of me and pushed my face against his cock. It was enormous! Much longer than his fingers. This was a very good plan. I opened my mouth and began to suck his cock quickly, trying to suck it from all sides so I could crush the damn parasite! I could already feel my stomach getting feverish and the infectious fluid starting to leak from my pussy, wetting Don Jorge's chair...

- Done!! I said, almost choking because I shoved my neighbor's dick all the way down my throat to save time.

My neighbor hurried and picked me up, carried me to his armchair in the living room, opened my legs and raised them until my knees touched my shoulders, and rested on my calves.

Help me!! Quickly!!

I, being super mega fast, like a good nurse, put his huge cock at the entrance of my pussy...

Breathe, this is going to bother you a little, my girl, be brave!

- Always brave!!! Crush the bastard!

Don Jorge, with a single thrust, shoved his entire cock inside me, and... Just as he had told me, the first thrust felt like a punch to my stomach; I was almost breathless.

Are you alright, my child?

- Go ahead, Don Jorge, I can handle it!

Don Jorge then pulled out and pushed again, and then did it again, and then again... little by little, and as he was crushing my parasite, the same thing happened as with his fingers; it started to bother me less and then I started to like the sensation. I could see my legs and in the middle, Don Jorge's face trying to kill the parasite. The poor guy was red-faced. I was going to have to thank him for what he was doing; not just anyone does this for their neighbors... My vagina started to release more and more fluid, my saliva was escaping from my mouth. It was a delicious way to kill a parasite.

- That's it... Like this... Roll your eyes back... And cross them, and stick out your tongue!!

I didn't really know why he wanted me to do that, but Don Jorge knew, and I wasn't going to question him, especially now that he was trying so hard to kill that parasite... Don Jorge's cock felt so good, I was impressed that it went all the way inside me... Suddenly, Don Jorge started doing something that gave me chills, and a crazy urge to pee or something like that, I started moaning...

- Oh! Don Jorge! I think I'm going to pee!

Cross-eyed! Come on, help me help you!

- Oh, Mr. Jorge!! I'm serious!!

Let the infection out!

- Oh Mr. Jorge, I'm going to pee!!!

Do you like what you feel?

- Yes, Mr. Jorge!!

- Do you like feeling my cock in your pussy?!

- Mr. Jorge!! I'm going to pee!!

Answer me!!

I love it!! I'm peeing myself!!!!!!

A jet of liquid shot out of my vagina under pressure, and as I left, Don Jorge quickened his strokes until he stopped...

- Ugh! Did you feel that?

- Excuse me, Mr. Jorge, I ended up peeing on it!! And your armchair!

- Relax, did you like it?

- Uff... if it wasn't so bad, it felt so good...

Give me five! I managed to bust him!

- oh really???!!!

- Yes, look! Don Jorge pulled out of me, still with his large penis, but softer... I was breathing heavily, and I felt trembling. Don Jorge went to the bathroom to get a small mirror...

- Look at yourself...

I looked at myself and began to see a white thing coming out of my shell...

- that is...???

- Those are the parasite's insides...

- Yuck!!

- Haha, not at all! It's a parasite that stores huge amounts of vitamin P inside it.

Don Jorge scooped out some of the parasite's remains with his fingers...

Do you trust me?

- clear!

Open your mouth, it will do you good...

Are you sure? Because...

Do you trust me?

I opened my mouth and then he put that white, viscous jelly in my mouth...

- Come on, swallow it... it's pure vitamin P

It didn't taste bad at all, actually... I wondered if the bugs inside tasted that way too. I swallowed it and showed Don Jorge my empty mouth...

- Good girl, this feels great for you!! Look, I still have a little bit left on the tip of my dick, can you take it out for me, please??

- Of course, Mr. Jorge!

Don Jorge sat down and I knelt in front of him, took his thick cock and began to remove all the remains of the parasite, which were mostly at the tip. The poor guy had even had some of it inside the tip because more kept coming back out. I cleaned it as best I could; my saliva would leave it super disinfected!

"Good girl..." Don Jorge kept repeating...

"Take advantage of collecting all the vitamin P you still have in your shell," he told me. I listened to him and put my fingers in, then disinfected them with saliva.

- Ready, Mr. Jorge...

- Let's see... let's see how well you cleaned yourself...

Don Jorge laid me down on his couch and started sucking my pussy. His tongue was moving so fast. What amazing skills my neighbor had! He was the smartest, the kindest, and he was always helping me!

End

Gastón Lemark