I had just finished mowing my lawn when I saw Cassidy waving to me from her back yard. She was looking very nice in her two-piece yellow bikini.
“Hi, Mr. McDougal,” she said, waving to me.
“Hello, Cassidy,” I said, waving back.
There’s a wooden fence about five feet tall that runs between our yards. It hasn’t been stained in a while so some of the boards were starting to show signs of heavy wear. I had the wood to replace it, stacked off to the side, just hadn’t got to doing it yet.
Cassidy trotted to the fence, pulling a lawn chair along with her. She set the chair by the fence and stood on it. “I see that you’re getting ready to fix the fence,” she said to me, peering over the top.
“It’s on my to-do list,” I told her, smiling. “Just need to stain the new boards first.”
Cassidy crossed her arms on the top of the fence and rested her boobs on them. Cassidy’s breasts weren’t much bigger than her mom’s, but they definitely fit her slender body perfectly.
“When are you coming over for dinner again?” she asked. I detected a slight bit of coyness to her tone. As if she was trying to get me to come over again.
“Your mom has been busy, maybe I should ask the two of you over,” I told her. “I’m getting my hot tub fixed next week.”
Cassidy’s eyes widened. “You have a hot tub?” she asked excitedly. “Can we come over when it’s fixed?”
“Of course you can,” I said, almost wishing it worked now so I could keep her sexy body in my view.
“You know there’s a couple of spots on this fence with big holes in them,” Cassidy said. She held her hands up with her thumbs and fingers together, demonstrating the size of the holes. “And they look like they’re at a convenient height as well.” Referring to the hole being waist-high.
Cassidy stepped off her chair. I could see the top of her head over the fence, walking towards the knothole. I leaned back to see where she’d stop. When she reached the knothole, she slipped two fingers through it and giggled.
“See, Mr. McDougal?” she said, wiggling her fingers around.
Her head dropped down out of view. I walked over to the knothole in the fence and peeked over the top. Cassidy had squatted down with her head level to the knothole. She giggled again, sticking her tongue through the hole.
“Ever been to a glory hole, Mr. McDougal?” she asked, licking her lips and her fingers, sticking them back through the knothole.
“I’ve read about them on the internet,” I laughed. “Something a girl your age shouldn’t know about yet,” sounding like an old grandpa now.
Cassidy giggled again. “Come on, Mr. McDougal,” she said seductively. “You’ll like it.”
I looked around to see if there was anyone watching. We were somewhat secluded in our back yards. Seeing that Paige’s car wasn’t in the driveway, I knew she wouldn’t come walking out. I undid my pants, holding my cock to the knothole, just slipping the head of my cock through the hole.
Cassidy gasped slightly. “Umm,” she said. “Looks yummy.”
I felt her tongue lick the tip of my cock, causing a sudden spasm in my hips. I don’t know what came over me, but I felt the sudden urge to shove my cock through the hole. My balls slapped against the fence as my cock poked through the other side. I felt Cassidy wrap her fingers around it.
“Mr. McDougal, this is the nicest cock I’ve ever seen. So much bigger than the boys at school,” she said, taking my cock into her mouth.
“Wait. What?” I said. But the feeling of Cassidy’s warm, wet mouth stopped me from continuing.
I could feel her mouth bobbing on my cock, as her hand stroked in unison. I grabbed the top of the fence to steady myself. It felt so strange, feeling a mouth on me, but not seeing what she was doing.
I could feel her stroking my cock when she stopped. Then she’d let go and take my cock in her mouth as far as she could. I was wishing she’d hold her mouth there so I could fuck it through this knothole. Cassidy stayed in control, sucking hard, then softly. Her hand would slide back and forth on my shaft.
She teased it, licked it, stroked it, then sucked hard on it just to slow down again. She put it in her mouth, as I heard her glug, and felt my cock slide down into her throat. Only the fence between us kept her from taking me all the way. She came back up gasping for air while stroking.
“Wanna come in my young mouth?” she asked, as if she had to.
“I’ll knock when I’m ready,” I told her, trying to catch my breath as well.
Cassidy’s head moved at a pace that felt like I was fucking her. She’d bob hard a few times, sucking in on the way back. Slowing down, then she’d pick up her pace again.
Before long I was tapping on the fence. “Oh shit,” I moaned out. “I’m going to cum now!”
Cassidy didn’t stop; the first blast came as she was headed down. It felt to me like it caught her by surprise at first. I thought she might back off, but she kept bobbing her head. She sucked harder, making her lips smack and a glug noise every time her head moved.
Her hand stroked my cock, as she licked the last of my load up. My hips convulsed a little, causing me to stumble back a little. As I did, my cock scraped the top of the knothole.
“Ow!” I yelped out, falling back from the fence.
“Mr. McDougal!” Cassidy yelled out. “Are you OK?”
A small splinter poked out the top of my cock. The red streaks from Cassidy’s lipstick made it a little difficult to find, but I could sure feel it.
“I’m fine, sweetie,” I reassured her. “Just a little wood, in my woody.”
I tucked my cock back into my pants and zipped my fly up. I started the slow walk back to my back deck. Cassidy ran around to the front, meeting me at the side.
“Can I help?” she asked. “I’ll keep you hard so you can see it.”
Well, well, I thought to myself. “That shouldn’t be hard for you to do,” I told her.
Cassidy smiled and we had a little laugh as we walked to my bathroom. Cassidy sat on the toilet as I pulled my cock back out. Before I could get the tweezers from the counter, she had the head of my cock back in her mouth.
Her fingers were rubbing her pussy through her bikini bottoms. She held it in her hand as it went from semi-hard to standing at full attention again.
“I see it,” she said, taking the tweezers from my hand. She easily pulled it out. Setting the splinter in my hand, she went right back to sucking my cock again.
This time, I could control her. I took a handful of her hair to control her movement. Cassidy seemed to let go and didn’t resist when I pushed her down my shaft.
“Hold me down,” she said, gasping for breath. “I need the practice.”
With my right hand on her head, and my left pinching her nipples, she sucked my cock some more.
I lifted her up, and we went out to the front room. Laying Cassidy on the couch, I told her, “I want to know if you taste as sweet as your mom.”
Cassidy spread her legs and smiled. “I’ve never done this before.”
I kissed her thighs, licking at her bikini bottoms. She hadn’t been swimming, but there was a wet patch on them. Hooking her bottoms by my finger, I pulled them to the side. Her patch was thin-shaved, similar to Paige’s. I kissed her folds, then licked up and down her slit.
“Oh my god! That feels so good!” Cassidy yelled out. She ran her fingers through my hair as I drove my tongue into her.
Holy shit, I was right! Her pussy tasted just as good as her mom’s. I couldn’t get enough as I sucked on her clit and flicked my tongue in her tight little opening.
Cassidy gasped and moaned, thrusting herself up into my experienced mouth. “Holy shit, Mr. McDougal!” she screamed out. “I’m going to cum!”
Cassidy held my head as I continued my tongue lashing. I could feel her starting to quiver as she got closer. Just like her mom, I found her spot with my tongue and applied a little pressure on it.
Cassidy exploded on my face, screaming out, “Yes!” as she came all over my face.
I quickly got up and slid two fingers in her, rubbing her G-spot, making her shake harder. She grabbed my wrist as she moaned out loud, “No more! Please!”
I gave her just a touch more before pulling my fingers out. I slid my finger down to her ass and slightly poked at it. I was testing to see her reaction, since I knew her mom wore a jewel back there.
“Ooo!” she cried out. “Mr. McDougal,” Cassidy sounded like she was trying to be innocent, but I could tell she’d played in the back yard before.
A sudden, sharp knock came on my front door. Cassidy and I quickly jumped up as she straightened out her bikini, and I did my pants up.
I opened the door to see Paige standing there. Looking in, she saw Cassidy sitting on the couch. Paige leaned towards me, sniffing at my beard.
“My, she is sweet,” she smiled at me. “Isn’t she?”
