Neighbours – part 8

The next couple of weeks were mainly relaxing with the odd event over at Jane and Paul’s house where inevitably Paul ran the film of Sarah’s bukake birthday party. I had to admit it was a hell of a horny film and easily as good to watch as any professional job. I also had a couple of visits from Jane over at my house so all in all I was still ‘enjoying’ my neighbours. By now though I think I’d fucked Jane and Sarah enough times to almost feel part of that strange sexual family and not just their neighbour.

I was working from home one Friday when Sarah breezed in and said “Hi Tom, are you busy?”

“Hi Sarah, not really seen you since your party, how are you doing? Shouldn’t you be at school today?”

“No it’s OK, the school is shut today so we get extra time off. Thanks for coming to my party, didn’t you think it was great? Everyone there just for me and trying to make my party so good for me!” It was then, looking into those sparkling wide eyes that I was reminded again just how young Sarah was. “Wasn’t it just the best? I came so many times I lost count and I can’t even keep track when watching dads film of the night! You enjoyed it too didn’t you Tom?”

“Enjoyed it? Of course I enjoyed it Sarah, one hell of a party that will be a long time before I forget it. So, what are you up to now?” I asked as she moved over to me and put her arm around my neck. Her short skirt rode up and I felt the warmth of her thighs against mine and the soft little push of her breast against my chest.

“Glena asked me to remind you about her invite. She was wondering if I’d take you over today seeing as Lizzie will be there as well and we can have a little get together.” Glena was Lizzies mother and I’d met her at Sarah’s party.

“A little get together?” I asked as I gently stroked her pert titty through the material of her blouse, “now what exactly does that mean?”

“You know what it means Tom, she saw your car in the drive and guessed you’d not gone into work today, Lizzies dad is at the market all afternoon selling stock and she was hoping you would help her keep me and Lizzie from getting bored.” Those big eyes of hers drilled into me as she reached down and gently flicked her hand along my cock. How could I resist?

“OK you minx,” I said getting up from the chair and patting her rear as I followed her out to the car, “I’m nearly ready to fuck you now Sarah but I guess I can wait to see what else Lizzie and her mom have to offer as well.” With that she slapped my arm with feigned annoyance and then laughed as we got into my car. Usually, when I drove Sarah anywhere she would reach over and stroke my cock as soon as the car began to move and today was no exception. God, this little temptress was superb in what she did and I was rock hard before we had gone a hundred yards. “Sarah, do you want me to shoot in my pants?” I asked.

“Maybe,” she giggled, “but I’d better leave you alone ‘till we get to Lizzies. I think Glena wants to feel you in her again after my party and I know Lizzie can’t wait to get hold of your cock again. She just keeps on and on about it. Maybe I should have kept you to myself.”

“Well, that wouldn’t be too bad but don’t forget, it was your mom who got hold of me first. Besides, I thought you liked to share things with your best friend.” She laughed again at that and I wondered if she had other young friends she shared things with or whether it was just with Lizzie. After all, both their parents seemed to share everything as well so maybe it was the done thing around here. We soon got to Lizzies house and Sarah jumped out of the car to lead the way inside. By now, my cock had calmed down a little and was only in a semi hard state as I followed those swaying little hips into the house.

Lizzie and Glena, her mom, were sprawled arm in arm with each other on the couch as we entered. They were obviously in some deep conversation and broke apart in mutual giggles when I came into the room behind Sarah. Lizzie was her usual beautiful redheaded teenage self and my cock twitched again at the sight of her. She wore a tight white T shirt which showed her pert little nipples through and her short pleated skirt barely covered her pussy. I could just catch a glimpse of her white panties as she flicked out her legs which were clad in knee high white cotton socks.

Glena got up and came over to me. She too looked good as she flicked her short blonde hair back from her eyes. She was barefoot and wore the skimpiest pair of denim shorts which had been hacked off almost at the crotch and she had a plain shirt unbuttoned but tied in a rough knot at the front just below her swaying tits. It seemed I was in for another hot afternoon and my eyes didn’t know who to focus on first. “Hello stranger,” Glena crooned, “I thought you were going to ignore my invitation. I’ve been sulking waiting for you to call” and with that she planted a hot kiss on my mouth and briefly shot her tongue inside me before taking my hand and leading me to the couch.

“It’s not been that long,” I hedged with a smile, “and I’m still recovering from Sarah’s party.”

“Oh no you’re not” she chastised, “you’ve been recovered enough to go over and fuck Jane several times since then so you have no excuses.” She perched me in the centre of the couch with her on my left and Lizzie on my right as she then reached her fingers through the gap in my shirt and began to stroke my nipples erect.