“The luckiest bastard alive”

NOTE: This is my first story so I’m bound to make some mistakes. But in the meantime sit, read, and enjoy!


CH. 1

John wasn’t the most popular guy at school. He didn’t go out with girls, not cause he didn’t want too but because he just wasn’t that good looking. He was about 5’11, 165lbs, dark blonde hair, blue eyes, skinny, light tan, and a fair sized 8 inch cock. But people who did get to know him saw that looks weren’t his strong point, it was his personality. Anyone who would hang out with him saw that he was funny and even a little charming. But his luck with women were about to change and quick.

John lived next to, who he thought was, the most beautiful and sexiest woman alive. He must have jacked off every night to her. Lucky for him he didn’t have to fantasize about how she looked naked because their windows faced each other and she didn’t have any curtains in her room and every night after her shower she would walk in her room with her fine legs and undress and get into her pajamas to go to bed. “Oh, how bad I want to screw that sexy body of hers” he thought as he stroked his cock back and forth fast. Soon he thoughts would become a reality.

It was Saturday afternoon when John woke up to find his parents had left to go visit some relatives up state for the day. They left him some money to order pizza and emergency phone numbers.