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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Other
  Fandom:
      The_Adventures_of_Jimmy_Neutron:_Boy_Genius
  Relationship:
      Jimmy_Neutron/Carl_Wheezer, Sheen_Estevez/Jimmy_Neutron, Sheen_Estevez/
      Carl_Wheezer, Sheen_Estevez/Jimmy_Neutron/Carl_Wheezer
  Character:
      Jimmy_Neutron, Carl_Wheezer, Sheen_Estevez, Judith_"Judy"_Neutron, Hugh
      Neutron
  Additional Tags:
      Threesome_-_M/M/Other, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex, Rimming, Blow_Jobs, Hand
      Jobs, Incest_Kink, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Transgender!CarlWheezer,
      Powerbottom!CarlWheezer, Double_Penetration, Alternate_Universe_-
      Neighbors, Shameless_Smut, Sorry_Not_Sorry, Porn_With_Plot, I'm_Going_to
      Hell
  Series:
      Part 1 of "MILF"_next_Door
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-29 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1306
****** Wet Pank. ******
by LovelyFinesse
Summary
     Sheen is sleeping over Jimmy's while JImmy's parents are going on a
     trip. Ms.Carla next door comes over to babysit. Smut happens.
     I'm shit at summary's don't judge.
Notes
     Enjoy your ticket to hell :)))
     Pank~ Professional aunt, no kids. An aunt without children who shows
     a lot of attention and spends a lot of money on her nieces and
     nephews (MacMill Dictionary Definition)
See the end of the work for more notes
"OH, holy smokes Jimmy, you didn't tell me you had a hot MILF next door," Sheen
groans.
"A MILF?"I ask.
"Yeah, you prude she's so fecking hot dude," Sheen presses his face against the
window drooling over our neighbor tending to her garden. Mom and dad are
packing up to go on some romantic trip or something, which ultimately leaves us
with needing a babysitter. Mom insisted I invite Sheen to stay over, so I don't
get lonely. Sheen's my bestfriend and all, but the fact that he just called
Ms.Carla a MILF really has me concerned for his fucking sanity. I mean we're
freaking 12 and even if I do admit to her being hotter than a cup of noodles,
she's way out of our leagues. Also last time I checked she is single without
kids.
"Bro, come look at this right now!" Sheen swiftly yanks me to the window and
forces me to make eye contact with Ms. Carla's round ass practically falling
out of her tight jean short shorts.
"Come on Sheen, stop it it's weird," I say as my mouth goes dry and I can't
keep my eyes off Ms. Carla's beautiful form. Right before she bends over to
pick up her water can, my mother's voice breaks my trance.
"Sheen! Jimmy! Come down stairs we're about to head out!" "We’re Coming,” I
yell and we sprint down the stairs to say our goodbyes.
“There’s leftovers in the fridge and I left money for food so you guys should
be spiffy. You know if anything happens you need to…” At this point I’m droning
her out. I’ve heard this same lecture a million times and to be honest I want
them to leave so that Ms.Carla can finally come over.
“Darling stop fretting, ye sound like a mother hen,” Dad, our savior,
interrupts her hour-long speech. Mother sighs and right when she’s about to
argue the holy doorbell rings and saves us all. Mom gives dad a “this isn’t
over look” and while she goes to open the door I secretly high five my awesome
BroDad. I must give him respect for sacrificing himself to save us from our
mother’s overprotective personal attacks.
“OH Carla! I must thank you so much for agreeing to watch over the boys,” mom
basically screeches and tries to invite her inside.
“Oh, it’s no problem at all,” her sweet honey voice drapes over the whole room.
“Jimmy bro, she’s got a nice voice too I’d love to hear her scream my name,”
Sheen whispers into my ear.
“Sheen, don’t say things like that!” I whisper back aggressively.
That’s when my eyes meet hers. Her curly orange-red hair (the most intense
orange hair I’ve ever seen) in a low bun with a simple sunhat. She’s wearing a
white button up that’s slightly dirty from her garden work. The shirt is
oversized and the top buttons are unbuttoned displaying her collarbone. I can’t
help but internally groan as my gaze travels down her body, pausing on those
shapely hips clad in those criminal shorts. Her body’s glistening with sweat
and I can’t help but want to lick it off her soft pale skin. The last piece of
her outfit is her brown combat boots. She gives me a small smile and fuck me,
because folks that’s a dimple and even though she’s way older her freckles and
full cheeks makes her seem as youthful as ever.
“Mrs. Neutron if you don’t mind, I have just finished tending to my garden and
I would like to shower and change,” she tells mom with that bubbly voice.
“Ofcourse! We have to go but we’ll leave the key under the mat and Jimmy and
Sheen know the rules, so I’m trusting them to inform you,” mom replies,”
They’re quite a handful and I hope they don’t cause you any trouble.”
“I doubt it, they look so cute and harmless and I'm good with handling naughty
boys,” as she says this she looks directly at me with this glint in her eyes
that I don’t know how to place and next thing I know the blood rushes to my
face and you would have to be blind to not see the blush forming on my cheeks.
Before I think too hard about it, she’s saying her goodbyes and heading to her
house across the street. I know Sheen saw what just happened (whatever it was),
because he’s now giving me a knowing smirk.
“Well boys!” my overhyped mom but still classy (I don’t know how she pulls that
off) kisses us both on our foreheads.
“We’re off!” our dad claps us both on the back and heads out the door.
“I guess I’ve stalled enough, be good for Ms. Carla!” mom says as she walks
towards the car.
“Yeah, we’ll be real good to Ms.Carla,” Sheen yells as my mom’s entering the
car. I hit him upside his long head.
“Dude chill, what if my mom heard you,” I scold.
“Lighten up and don’t act like you weren’t eye-fucking Ms.Carla with your child
eyes right in front of your parents,” Sheen teases as he plops onto the couch.
“What the fuck Sheen,” I hiss as I close and lock the door, “I’m not a perv
like you.” I flop down next to him and we decide to watch that real shit, Bill
Nye, until Ms.Carla gets back.
\xAbout 45 Minutes Laterx/
The holy doorbell rings again, interrupting our intense session with the
almighty legend. I race to the front door with Sheen close behind. As I swing
open the door I can’t help the breath being snatched out of my lungs. She’s too
freaking adorable dude. She works cute and sexy like it’s her part time job.
She’s sporting an orange and yellow striped collared shirt, orange suspenders
and large circular glasses that make her look even more nerdy and cute. Her
curly red hair is up in two buns atop her head and the pieces of her hair that
fall frame her face elegantly. Her suspenders are connected to forest green
skinny jeans that show off all her curves. To finish off the look she has on
thick white ankle length socks and her trusty brown combat boots.She walks into
the house like she owns the place and leaves us at the door mouths agape.
“Duuuude I’m deceased,” Sheen says huskily.
“Same.”
\x3 Hours Laterx/
Sheen and I can’t believe this demi-god in my kitchen. She’s elegant yet also
quirky and right now she’s baking up some croissants. Freaking CROISSANTS for
dinner dude. I don’t know how I feel about that but I do know my dick says yes
to her bending over to check the croissants in the oven.
Here we are two smol beans sitting at the bar, following her every move with
our lees than innocent intentions. As she’s going to get something out the
fridge Sheen whispers to me,” If she keeps swaying her hips like that I’m gunna
have to take measures into my own hands.” I can’t help but chuckle a little,
but what I wasn’t prepared for was her hearing us.
“Mmmm how about you act on those thoughts cutie,” she whispers in his ear, but
then winks at me. I can not tell you how far down our jaws fell. I honestly
think she has just broken us. Jimmy and Sheen exe.file is invalid. Before any
of our shaken souls can come up with any reply she has already hopped off into
the kitchen to pull out the cRoIsSaNtS. She plates all the croissants and then
looks up at us through her long dark lashes.
“Come here boys, let Aunt Carla satisfy your hunger,” she says darkly as her
tongue darts across her bottom lip.
End Notes
     hopefully smut next chapter...I kinda lied about it having plot lol
     XD I brainstormed enough on this shit for it to be porn with plot -
     _-
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