Ray Todd - Making the neighbors

It was at that very moment when they saw the lights of the Rogers' car turning into the driveway. There'd been a wild scramble as Troy pulled his pants up and bolted out the back door while Terri grabbed her panties and straightened her skirt before they entered the house.

Spread out on the chaise, rapidly fingering herself toward an orgasm, Terri was looking forward to this evening. Her friend, Sue Metcalf, was giving a party and Troy would be there.

Dreaming about the fuck she hoped to get tonight, Terri was soon thrashing madly about on the lounge, her finger driving furiously into her steaming young hole as the delicious tidal wave of her orgasm began flooding through her body with an unbelievable intensity.

Watching the cute little youngster writhing through her wild climax in the garden below their window, both Duane and Brenda were flaming with lust.

"Jesus Christ, honey," panted Brenda when the little redhead pulled her bikini bottoms back up. "Fuck breakfast. Let's go back to bed."

"God, yes!" Duane gasped, his cock throbbing wildly to be rammed up between Brenda's legs. "Jesus Christ, I've never felt so fucking turned-on in my life."

"Me, too," whispered Brenda as she clutched her husband's hard cock.

"Shit, Brenda," he sighed. "We've just gotta get that hot little bitch into this bed with us."

"I know," his wife panted. "As new neighbors, let's go over there this evening and introduce ourselves to her parents."

"Great idea," he smiled. "Now let's fuck."

Time seemed to be standing still for Terri as she sat in the living room with her parents that evening, waiting to leave for Sue Metcalf's party. Knowing that her mother would blow her stack if she knew her little daughter was going to be with a teenage boy, Terri planned to walk over to Sue's house by herself.

"Who's going to be at the party?" her mother asked.

"Just the same bunch of kids," was the youngster's evasive answer.

Lately, Norma Marshall had become a bit overprotective with her daughter. Norma couldn't even explain it to herself, but the way Terri's huge tits were developing, she wondered if the little redhead would be able to handle the advances that the young boys were bound to make. Although Norma loved her husband very much, she regretted that he'd knocked her up at eighteen, and she didn't want the same thing to happen to Terri.

Norma had always felt that she'd been cheated out of part of her life because of her early marriage. Her husband was the only man Norma had ever had, and although she enjoyed sex with him, it had become quite routine over the years. She often wondered if another man would be able to give her that all-consuming, bell-ringing orgasm she'd read and heard so much about. Lately Norma had fantasized about other men while her husband was fucking her, and though it lent a certain degree of added excitement to the act, it made her feel quite guilty.

"Terri," she smiled at her daughter. "I want you to come right home after the party. I don't want you to leave there with anyone as you're too young to start dating."

"Don't worry, Mom," the youngster answered, nervously looking at her watch. "I'll be home early."

Terri could hardly wait to get to the party because she felt certain that before it was over she'd be thoroughly fucked by Troy. Smiling to herself, the little girl wondered what her mother would think if she knew her daughter was sitting there without her panties on. She'd decided not to wear them so Troy would have easier access to her juicy little twat.

When her mother walked across the room to turn on the television set, Terri couldn't help but admire the woman's youthful appearance. Though Norma Marshall was thirty-two, she had the figure of a teenager. She was full-titted like her daughter and had a cute pixie face with big blue eyes and short blonde hair. When most of Terri's friends first met her, they could hardly believe the woman was her mother.

"Well," smiled Terri, rising to her feet, "I guess I'd better leave."

After kissing her mother and father, she was walking toward the door when the bell rang. Opening it, Terri was surprised to see two strangers standing there.

"Hi," she smiled.

"Hello," said the most handsome man Terri had ever seen. "We're Brenda and Duane Warfield, your new neighbors."

"Come in," beamed the girl. "I'm Terri Marshall, and this is my mother and father."

"Hello there," smiled the girl's father as he stood up and extended his hand to Duane. "I'm Craig and my wife's name is Norma. Won't you please sit down?"

Seeing Terri up close, Duane could hardly keep his eyes off the youngster's fresh beauty, and the way he was looking at her sent warm chills racing through the teen's loins. She'd never seen such a handsome man in her life, and there was an expression in his deep blue eyes that seemed downright naughty.

After the introductions were completed, Terri excused herself and left for the party. Walking the short distance to Sue's house, she kept thinking about that strange disturbing expression in their handsome neighbor's eyes.

Arriving at the party, little Terri was pleased to see Troy's car parked in the driveway. She was very much impressed that he was the only kid there and Terri was flattered that a boy of eighteen was making a play for her.

Troy Chambers hadn't mentioned anything about Terri to his own friends as he knew they'd accuse him of robbing the cradle, but he had a wild urge to fuck the teenager. He'd met her through his kid sister when Troy first moved into the neighborhood, and Terri had given him the distinct impression that she could be had. His steady girl friend had been busy last night, so when little Terri called on the phone and asked him to come over to where she was babysitting, he went along with it to see if the kid was as hot-cunted as she appeared.

His impression of Terri had been quite right because she was about to let him fuck her when the owners of the house came home and broke it up. He felt a bit stupid at this party with all the young kids around, but he'd accepted Terri's invitation so he'd have a chance to finish what they'd started last night. He fully realized he was a fool to be fucking around with a teenager, but her big tits and tight little twat weren't something he could easily pass up.

Later in the evening, when all the kids were playing records and dancing, Terri was sitting alone on a sofa with Troy.

"Having fun?" she smiled up at him.

"Sorta," he answered. "But it's awfully hot in here. Let's go out and sit in my car for a few minutes."

When they got out there, Terri was surprised to see two kids in a clinch on the lawn next to the driveway, and another couple humping in the back seat of Troy's car.

"Shit," she giggled. "It looks like everybody's got the same idea."

"It sure does," he grumbled as Terri took his hand and led him around to the back of the house. "Let's see if the laundry room is unlocked."

Finding it open, they walked in and locked the door behind them. Turning on the light, they saw a big pile of laundry on the floor in one corner of the room.

"This is neat," giggled Terri, throwing herself down into the softness of the pile.

"You're not shitting," Troy grinned, dropping down next to her.

Drawing her body close to his, the boy's hand slid up along the soft flesh of her inner thighs. His heart began pounding with excitement when his fingers found the hot moistness of her little twat.

"Oh, you sweet baby," he whispered. "I just love cute little girls who don't wear panties."

"I left them off for you," she giggled.

She felt a wild thrill as his hand moved over the soft globes of her quivering little bum. She ground her steaming pussy tsp against his groin when she felt his fingers goosing into the soft sensitive flesh between her bare asscheeks.