Nympho Next Door

"Yes, Mother." Diamond Tiara droned slightly, once again find herself having to listen to another one of Spoiled Rich's lectures about how she was - according to Spoiled, anyway - supposed to act as a lady.

"Can't believe they let blue-collar trash live around us." Spoiled snarled as she glared at a delivery guy pulling into the house across the street. "This is why you have to show these peasants who the boss is!"

"Mother, we just moved in, remember?" Daimond muttered, though she knew the woman wasn't listening. She never did unless it was someone agreeing with her, and only her. She fought the urge to snort in derision as she head her once again insist that friends were only useful to help you get what you wanted, or cannon fodder.

'Always the same damn thing! Now I kinda envy Daddy when he goes to work.' She thought. Now, it wasn't that she disliked her mother, no...

Diamond Tiara HATED Spoiled Rich. She might've been her biological mother...though she wondered sometimes if it was the same with Filthy...but as far as Diamond was concerned, Spoiled was a selfish, conceited, bullying control freak. And it won her no points since she'd have it clear on multiple occasions that she expected Diamond to be just like her.

Fuck that noise.

"Damn peasants running all over this neighborhood..." Spoiled growled. "How they expect me to be able to find a husband for you that's worth our time..."

"Husband....riiiight." Diamond scowled. More like some old creep on his death bed or poor bastard Spoiled thinks she can intimidate into obeying her.

"Diamond Tiara!" Spoiled snapped. "Pay attention to me when I'm talking! You'll never get anywhere if--"

"Begging your pardon, Mrs. Rich..." Randolph spoke up as he came into the room, earning a dirty look from the woman. "I mean, Lady Rich, but Mrs. Goldleaf is on the phone."

"Fine! We'll continue this later, Diamond." Spoiled pushed past the elderly butler on her way out, not seeing the rude gesture they both gave her as she left.

Soon as she was gone, Diamond slumped down in relief. "Thanks, Randolph!" She said appreciatively. "Thought she'd never stop!"

"I take it that it was her usual lecture, Miss Diamond?" He asked.

"Yep, another round of expecting me to act like the same self-centered bitch she is." Diamond let out a noise of frustration. "I need to go unwind."

"I can't take it anymore!" Diamond snapped as Randolph escorted her on her way to her bedroom. "Eighteen years of this is eighteen too damn many!"

"Indeed. Sadly, you know how she gets when she doesn't get her way." Randolph added.

"Don't remind me. Does she really think I'll just up and act like her!? I'm surprised Silver's mom willingly talks to her! Probably talking about about another 'high society' luncheon or some crap, where I'll get dragged to and paraded around in Spoiled's hope's I'll catch some fat wallet's attention." A noise of pure aggravation escaped her. "All while stuffing quail egg tartar and fish foie gras down my throat." She retched a little at that and sighed. "God, I'd kill for a good old greasy pizza and a horror matinee. But that's 'beneath our station'. " She added, using a mocking impersonation of Spoiled.

"Oddly accurate tone, Miss Diamond." Randolph chuckled slightly. "Perhaps you two have something in-"

"Perhaps YOU should think twice before finishing that sentence!" She snapped, but quickly looked repentant. "I'm sorry, Randolph, I'm just...gah!" She gave her pony tail a tug...something else she hated that Spoiled demanded she keep for 'ladylike behavior'. "I'm so fucking pent up it's not even funny! You'd think I'd have a little privacy on occasion, but NO! Thanks to that damn security system she had put in, I can't even rub out in my own room without worrying if she's got it bugged! And going somewhere else doesn't help with those goons she hires to follow me around, just so I get married 'in mint condition...that BITCH!"

Randolph paused a little, then looked back down the hall. "Hm, speaking of our security system, I believe it's time I went and made sure it's in operating order. Though, I will have to deactivate it for a period to apply the proper maintenance. But, what Mrs. Rich isn't aware of, won't harm her."

Diamond stared at him in surprise for what felt like forever before hugging him. "What would I ever do without you Randolph!?"

"I believe the thought would terrify us both, my dear. Now, go." A slight grin crossed his face."Should I even try and look for that instruction manual..."

Diamond squealed in joy as she kicked her door closed, not even worrying about the loud slam. "Yes!" She bit her lip and shivered in anticipation at her first taste of pleasurable release. She'd made sure the window was open, letting a cool breeze in. With a happy sigh, she spun around and started to undress, pulling her shorts off.

However, when she stood back up to pull to get her top, she had the strangest feeling that someone was looking at her. Turning around, surprise crossed her face when she saw a guy with shaggy green hair, not that much older than her, looking right at her from the window directly across from her less than ten feet away. Slack-jawed and looking just as, if not more shocked than her.

Now, normally the idea of seeing a guy looking through a girl's bedroom window, especially while she's in her panties, would cause her to react in a very negative way. Diamond, on the other hand. Hel-lo! Hot damn, who's this hunk!? God, PLEASE tell me that's my neighbor!' It was then that an idea hit her; she actually found the situation to a bit of a turn on, AND she was presented with a perfect chance to royally piss off Spoiled if she found out. 'Hehe, I think someone's earned himself a little treat!'

Spike Drake sighed in boredom; a look at the clock showed it was only three in the afternoon, but he was wishing the day was already over. No cash to really go do anything (he didn't get paid for another couple of days), there was nothing on tv remotely interesting, and the book he'd taken out to read was about as interesting as the classified section of the paper.
Suffice to say, the day sucked...and it wasn't even half over.

He was seriously considering getting a bite to eat then just try and and sleep the afternoon away when a noise next door caught his attention. He knew someone had moved in a couple of days ago, but had yet to really see who. He was curious, but not enough to where he'd go and poke around.

It'd sounded like it was a door slamming from the room directly across from where he was sitting. He was right by the window for the breeze, so all he had to do was turn and look.

What he got, though made his book, and jaw, drop. Less than ten feet away was a girl, possibly a year or so younger than him, in front of the window, bent over and giving him a full view of firm-looking, panty-clad ass!

'THAT'S my new neighbor? Holy shit, she's cute...gah! What are you doing!? You're ooging a girl undressing, right in her own room!' He yelled at himself. Apparently she must've realized it too, because she chose that moment to look his way.

The two stared at each other in surprise/shock for who knows how long before she did something he did NOT expect. Instead of screaming, throwing something at him, or covering up...she simply smiled and gave her rear a smack, as if to ask, 'You like what you see?' before twirling around and slowly, teasingly pulling her shirt up with one hand, biting her lip as she did, and sliding her other to rub herself through her panties.

Spike was transfixed at the sight. Was...was she actually stripping!? Right in front of him!? He nearly fell off his chair when she moaned audibly and slid her shirt off, revealing her bra-clad bust. She blushed and jiggled them his way when he involuntary licked his lips at the sight.

They weren't huge by a long shot, but they looked to be an enjoyable handful each. She followed it up by turning and giving him a playful wink as she bounced her ass a bit, not quite twerking, but showing she had something back there. Spike was damn near drooling at the sight, his pants getting alarmingly tight when she reached around and did a one-hand unlatchng on her bra, the strapless garment tumbling to the floor as she turned back to face him, cupping one bare breast and blowing him a kiss.

For a moment it looked like she was done, until she acted as if she was about to undo the knots keeping her panties on. A part of Spike knew he probably should look away, but he knew he couldn't. Not now, and especially when she instead slipped a finger under the front on them and tugged them to the side a bit, nothing major, but enough to give a tease. Spike's eyes nearly bugged out from their sockets when he nearly her hidden treasure. Whatever she was doing, she must've gotten her answer, since her smile widened and she stepped out of view for a moment, and returned twirling a desk chair into view, promptly sitting down spread-legged, one foot propped up on her end table.

With a tug, she undid one of the side knots and pulled the material aside, giving him an unobstructed view of her already damp pussy. Spike could barely bring himself to blink at the sight. The girl mewed happily as she started playing with a breast, squeezing and kneading the soft globe, rolling her thumb over the pink nipple. It was then that she mouthed something.

"Eyes down here." She licked her lips and slid her other hand down to her mound, moaning when her fingers ran over the sensitive flesh, running her middle finger deeper and deeper between into herself. Spike winced and tried to adjust himself at how uncomfortable his pants were getting, but couldn't take his eyes off her. With a frustrated grunt, he unzipped his pants.

'OH GOD! Thank you, whoever invented masturbation!' Diamond squealed at the jolt she felt when her finger hit another sensitive spot in her cunny. Her tongue lolled out a little and she bucked her hips before adding another finger, squealing again as she wiggled the digits inside her. 'Big boy's kinda quiet, hope he's enjoying-' Her train of thought came to a grinding halt at what she saw. He was still watching her, but now his pants were wide open, exposing his already hard manhood.

That he was vigorously pumping, his free hand keeping himself propped up. She could swear HE was smirking a little, as if asking 'like what you see?' 'Holy fuck...! That thing can't be human! Sweet crispy...how's he walk with that monster...!?' She'd just planned to give him a show and blow some steam, but after the grief her mother had given her over the years, the fact that she'd turned a guy on enough to make him wanna jerk off, for her, was quite the ego boost.

And pretty damn arousing, to be honest. She started pumping her fingers harder, letting a louder moan out. If she squinted, she could see a bit of precum on the tip of his cock and made a licking motion towards him. 'God, I wonder how many pussy's you're wrecked with that piece of meat!' She added a third finger, pretending that it was him, pounding away at her virgin pussy. "Yeah...plow me harder, daddy!" She moaned, feeling her climax boiling up. Squealing slightly, she squeezed her breast harder, imagining that he was making her his. "Make me your little fucktoy!"

Next door, she could hear him panting a little hard and looked up to see he was pounding away at his shaft, the look on his face telling her he looked to be near the end too. Biting her lip to muffle the shriek, she came, plunging three knuckles deep into her trembling mound and soaking her fingers with her juices. A glance over showed her neighbor grunting as he blew his own load, shooting a thick stream of cum out his window, almost hitting the fence a few feet out from the house. "Wow.."

She licked her lingers a bit - feeling a bit surprised at how sweet she tasted - as she watched him shoot a second jet out, coming up a bit shorter this time. With that, he slumped panting back into his chair, cock still in hand. "Mm..wonder how you taste." She asked herself, shakily getting to her feet and blowing another kiss to him as she closed her curtains.

A couple minutes later, Spike had cleaned himself, and his windowsill up, zipped up, and was currently sitting in his chair, still panting slightly. "What just happened??"