Claude was a lonely 45 year old man. He lived all by himself in a nice house in the suburbs of Phoenix. His wife had left him years ago for a man who made more money, taking his 2 sons with her. Claude was constantly depressed, constantly seeing his suburban neighbors spending time with their families, playing games, having barbeques, going to church, school. Especially his next door neighbors, the Swansens. The Swansens were seemingly a perfect family: Jake Swansen worked at a law firm and Marie Swansen owned her own pool shop. Their daughters, Katie and Becky were beautiful. Katie was a gorgeous 19 year old sandy blonde who excelled at tennis and had many friends. Becky was also popular. She was an 18 year old high school cheerleader with blonde hair and a great tan complexion. Claude would watch the successful Swansens return home from work, school, practice, and vacations, and admire how beautiful they all were.
But then Claude would have to return to his own pathetic reality. He spent most of his days drinking and looking at porn on the internet. He was so consumed by the babes he’d see on his screen, that he didn’t have any motivation to go out and talk to real women. But porn made him happy.
Lately, Claude had been getting into teen porn. He had accounts at Innocent High, Beauty Angels, and Young Legal Porn. He loved to stroke his cock while looking at young smiling girls in skirts. He even had to get a new keyboard after he one day shot a huge load onto his keys. Young barely legal girls became Claude’s obsession.
One day, after a long business trip, Claude returned to his home and as he got out of his car, he saw the Swansens on their front lawn. Becky was demonstrating a cheerleading routine to Jake, Marie, and Katie. Claude was transfixed on Becky’s beautiful, tan legs, as she kicked them up in the air while shouting in a high pitched, girly voice. Suddenly he realized he was staring. He looked the other way, and walked into his house, hoping to God no one had realized what he was staring at.
It was at that moment that Claude realized where he had acquired his teenage fetish. The 19 and 18 year old Swansen girls. It all made perfect sense! Claude quickly ran into his bedroom, pulled down his pants, jacked off and shot cum all over his bed and his shirt.
“Fuck jerking off!” Claude said to himself, “it’s about time I got the real thing!”
That day, Claude made a promise to himself: no matter HOW horny he ever would get, no masturbating until he got the real thing from at least one of the Swansen girls, if not both.
The next day Claude was in his room brushing his teeth. It was a weekend. One of the windows in his room overlooked the Swansen’s backyard. He wondered over to the window with a toothbrush in his mouth, not expecting to see much going on.
He was right. No one was outside. He turned his back and headed towards the bathroom when he heard a faint sound of a screen door shutting. He looked out his window and saw Katie.
Katie was dressed in a pair of short shorts and a halter top. Claude was excited.
But what he saw next excited him more. Katie grabbed a lawn chair and began to pull it out and put it in the middle of the lawn, in plain view for Claude.
“She isn’t gonna lay in that chair with those clothes on, is she?”
Right after that thought, Katie pulled off her halter top, revealing a tiny, too-small bra that barely contained her big, perky tan breasts. Next, Katie unbuttoned her shorts, turned her back to Claude, and pulled them down to her ankles. She kicked off the shorts, and then tugged at her small bikini bottom, pulling a part of them out of her vagina.