Chapter One

She was hot. And off limits.

Adrianna Franco was Four Fingers Nicky's daughter. She'd been my neighbor for over ten years but
I could count on one hand the number of times I'd seen her father. He was mostly a rumor. "Nicky
just killed somebody. He's on the run";"Nicky's doin' time out-of-state"; I got a good look at
him only once. He stepped out of his brand new Cadillac in a wrinkled, ill-fitting suit and
marched quickly into the house. He was a big man, over six feet, but he looked more like a farmer
than a gangster. I wasn't impressed.

But my parents were definitely afraid of this ghost."Don't go over there," I was warned repeat-
edly by my parents. Although exceptions were made when Adrianna's big haired stepmother brought
by invitations to Adrianna's birthday parties. Of course, then we had to go. Wouldn't want to
offend the Francos, now would we?

We didn't go to school together. She went to an all-girls Catholic school;I barely saw her. But
she was the object of many a jerk sessions. To this day, the sight of of a pleated skirt, or
knee-high socks in penny loafers gives me a hard-on.

"Hi, Cody!" Her voice came from behind me as I was watering the grass.

"Hey, Adrianna. What's up?" She was in jeans and a lavender colored sweater. Her big tits were
bursting though the material. I could fucking see the outline of her nipples! I turned back
around and pretended to concentrate on the grass to hide the erection growing in my pants.

"I really need some help with my essay for English class. Can you help me?"

"Sure. I'll be over as soon as I finish watering the grass."

"Thank yooou," she sang sweetly on her way back to her house.


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"Hi, Mrs. Franco." She answered the door in a tight, grey skirt. Her tits were overflowing her
low-cut pink blouse. She was a tall women who loved to brag about her career as a Las Vegas show
girl. She still had the figure for it and she was still a very beautiful woman, but she wore too
much makeup.

"What can I do for you, Cody?"

"Adrianna asked me to help her with her English paper."

"Okay, well come on in." She led me to the dinning room table. Her purse and keys were sitting
on the buffed mahogony table."Adrianna! Cody's here!" Adrianna came bounding out of the hallway
seconds later.

"I'll be back in a couple of hours," Mrs. Franco said, picking up her purse and keys."But you
know the rules, young lady. Do your work right here. You are not to take this to your bedroom,"
she said, heading to the door.

"I'll back in a second, Cody," Adrianna said after closing the door behind her mother. Would you
mind getting us some water?" she asked, pointing to the kitchen. "The cooler is by the washing
machine." She headed back down the hallway.

There was a blue, plastic clothes basket sitting on the washing machine. a pair of white panties
were sitting on top of some unwashed clothes. They were too small to be Mrs. Franco's. I took
a quick look back toward kitchen doorway. My heart was thumping rapidly in my chest. Do I risk
it?

"Did you find it?" Adrianna was coming back. I quickly stuck the painties in my pocket.

"Yeah. Gimmme a minute."


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"Cody it's for you!" My mother shouted back to my bedroom. She gave me a concerned look as I
passed her on the way to the door. Adrianna was standing there. No wonder.

"Hello, pervert." There was a scowl on her face. My heart was in my throat.

"What?" I looked back to see if my mother was in earshot.

"I know what you did. Let's go."

"Go where? I can't. What's this about?"

"Do you want everybody to know?" She folded her arms, her eyes daring me to refuse.

"Okay." I quietly shut the door, praying that my mother wouldn't come running to ask me where I
was going.

Adrianna had come over right after school. She was still in her school uniform. Ordinarily being
this close to her in uniform would have sent blood rushing to my dick. Instead I felt like I was
marching to the gallows.

We went straight to her room. I was blinded by all the pink. She pulled back the top drawer in
her chest of drawers and pointed.

"I washed yesterday. A pair of panties is missing. You gonna fess up?" I looked around expecting
her mother to come in yelling at any minute.

"I'm not supposed to be back here, Adrianna."

"Oh, but stealing my panties is okay?" I motioned with my hand for her to lower her voice.

"It's just you and me, Cody. Did you beat off sniffing my panties? Huh? Do you need a pair to
refresh your memory, pervert?" She wiggled out of a pair of blue panties and held them in front
of my face. "Pull it out and show me what you do? Go on or I swear I'll tell everyone what a
pathetic loser you are. Hurry up!" Her shout startled me.

I unbuckled, unfastened my jeans and dropped them with my shorts quickly. I wanted to get this
over with before Mrs. Franco came home.

"Boys," she sighed. "You're all the same. Dogs in heat. Go ahead and take a good whiff and beat
off," she cooed, rubbing her panties under my nose. I didn't need much encouragement. My hand
was going at a furious pace as I deeply inhaled her scent."That's a good boy," she purred.

Her warm breath on my ear sent me over the top. I squirted a stream right onto her pink carpet.

"You soiled my carpet!" she screamed. "Bad dog!" She grabbed me by the ear and forced me to kneel.
"Lick it!" I reluctantly complied, tasting it's saltiness before she slapped me on the back of my
head, forcing my nose into the mess.

"Bad dog!"

 

Squirt all over her that's what she wanted

 

I'm a bad dog too !!I need to be spanked and jacked off..

 

Have always had a weakness in judgment over them school uniform

 

Plaid skirts and knee high socks get all boys hot... LOL But good start to a story. Try using an emoji to delineate paragraphs instead of wide, distracting spaces and increase the font size for easier reading. Read a thread of mine to see what I mean.

 

Thanks for your input JKitty but I wrote this years ago before I learned to use Word.

 

I wish you would write more chapters with this story.

 

This was not what I hoped it would be judging by the title.

 

Did you hope it would be about dog fucking?

 

Personally, I've never had to screw the pooch. And I hope I'm never that desperate.

 

Thanks for the like, dicksnwife.

 

Nice, I like this kind of girls and humor.

 

Thanks for the comment, tormelin.

 

Thanks for the rating, Badsanta61.