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   Neighbors Part 6 by The Razor's Edge

   The next afternoon Brandy was on the telephone.  I was in the den
working.  Bonnie was in the kitchen.

   "Mom, it's Saturday," Brandy yelped.  "Can Kayla come for a sleepover
tonight?  Pleeeeaaase."

   "What does Becca say?"

   "Her mom says it's okay.  Really.  She said okay!"

   "Well, then I guess it's okay," Bonnie approved.

   I knew I'd have to stop working if Kayla came over.  The place would be
a madhouse with those two little girls running around.  But it was time to
quit anyway.  Besides, I had other "work" to do.  I desperately wanted to
take some pictures of all three of them tonight.  I just had to figure away
to set the mood.  Heh, heh.  I was a conniving SOB, I thought.  But that's
okay.  Over the past several weeks our lives had changed completely. 
Bonnie loved another woman, Brandy wanted to learn about sex and, well,
Kayla was a little fox worth exploring big time.  Again my cock started to
rumble just thinking of that little Lolita and her budding little tits. 
Maybe tonight, I thought.  Just maybe.

   I went into the kitchen.  "Kayla's coming over tonight?" I asked Bonnie,
with my best Cheshire cat grin.

   Bonnie giggled.  "Mark, you're completely incorrigible.  After last
night with Melissa and then me you'd think you'd be all wore out today."

   "Yeah ...  but Kayla's coming over."

   Bonnie just shook her head.  "So what do you think we should do tonight,
baby," she whispered.

   "Well, I was thinking about taking the girls to the movies before the
sleepover."

   Immediately I could tell there was something on Bonnie's mind.  "So,
what do you think?"

   "Well ...  you know last night.  One of the things that really turned me
on was when you took little Melissa out to the porch without a top and
showed the world her little tits.  I ...  I thought that was really cool.
And ...  and now tonight if we do take the girls to the moves it would be
kinda neat if ...  if we dressed them really sexy and ...  you know ... 
without panties and little short skirts.  Maybe you could kinda put the
moves on Kayla and see what happens.  Man, that would be too cool ...  you
playing with Kayla in public.  And ...  and I could play with Brandy too,
in public.  Whoa, that would be really fun.

   "Ha, so I'm the one that's incorrigible, eh?" I teased.  "Okay, let's do
it.  But, babe, you gotta dress really sexy too.  No bra and no panties
tonight.  And you gotta wear a short skirt too."

   "I really don't have anything that's really short," Bonnie said.

   "Ah, that's too bad," I lamented.

   Bonnie glanced at the clock.  Only four o'clock.  "Well ...  I could run
down to the mall right now and see if I could find something."

   "Do it, babe.  Buy something really, really sexy.  Take Brandy with you
to help and kinda put her in the mood too.  When's Kayla coming over."

   "After supper, so we have plenty of time."

   Bonnie gathered up Brandy in her room and convinced her to go with her
for a quick trip to the mall.  It didn't take much convincing though. 
Brandy, the true little girl, loved shopping.  I'm sure Brandy was
wondering why they were going on the late, quick trip and I'm equally sure
Bonnie came up with a good excuse for our little kitten.

   About an hour and a half later both my girls came through the door. 
Brandy was the first to pipe up.  "Whoa, daddy, you should see what mommy
bought!  Wow!"

   "Did you have fun at the mall," I asked her.

   "We didn't go to the mall, daddy.  We went to this neat little store
that sells really neat clothes and stuff."

   "What kind of `stuff'," I asked.

   "Well, you know kinda sexy stuff like ...  I don't know how to explain
it.  Like ...  well like toys and stuff but not stuff kids would play with.
Kinda like toys for adults and stuff.  And short skirts and tops that you
see through ...  but nothing for kids!  But they didn't care that I was in
there with mom.  The girls in the store just smiled at me and mom.  Man,
that store was really neat!"

   I knew Bonnie was going to set the mood for Brandy but I didn't know she
was going to take her to an adult sex shop.  But I was okay with it.  What
the hell.  Brandy seemed to enjoy herself on the little trip.

   Bonnie was just standing there smiling at Brandy's little recitation. 
Then she reached into the bag.  "Ta dah!" she squealed.  "Lookie what I
bought!" She was holding the shortest little skirt I had probably ever
seen. I'm sure it would just cover her pussy.  It was a beautiful grey on
grey color and it was frilly.  Man if she wore that skirt without panties
...  well, that would be pure dangerous, I thought.  But I was impressed.
Then she showed me a blouse she also bought.  It was definitely sheer and
silky.  It was a very pale blue color and would match the skirt perfectly.
If she didn't wear a bra then I'm sure anyone would see her tits and
nipples through the fabric.  And it seemed the buttons only went half way
up.  If she bent over her tits would be exposed completely.  Oh, wow, I
could hardly wait.  Again she reached into the bag.  Out came a red dildo,
a beautiful battery operated cunt massager.

   "What's that thing?" Brandy piped up.

   Bonnie just smiled at her.  "I'll show you later, baby.  It's something
that'll make you feel really nice."

   Oh man, I thought.  She's going to use that beautiful dildo on our
little 10 year old, flat chested little girl.  How cool would that be?

   "We're going to take you and Kayla to the movies before the sleepover,"
Bonnie told Brandy.  "I'm ...  I'm going to wear this new outfit tonight
and I want you to do me a favor, okay?  I want you to wear a skirt too and
tell Kayla to wear a skirt tonight too, okay?"

   Brandy just looked at her mom and smiled.  Then as bold as brass she
said, "But I don't have any tits yet to show off like you and Kayla do."

   "That okay, baby," Bonnie whispered.  "Just wear a buttoned top with
your little skirt.  You're going to get tits real soon so you should
practice showing them now, anyway."

   What a conversation, I thought.  Bonnie definitely wanted Brandy to grow
up real fast and she was willing to teach her right now, at 10 years old,
how to dress sexy in public; how to show her assets to all that wanted to
peek.  Yeah, this was going to be some night.

   Kayla showed up about 6:30.  I'm sure Brandy had called her because she
was dressed in a little pink skirt and a buttoned down shirt.  Two of the
buttons were undone.  Her hair was completely down tonight, not in pigtails
or anything.  She looked older that her 11 years.  Her legs were bare.  She
was wearing white runners.  I couldn't make out her little tits through the
material of her top so I immediately thought that she wasn't wearing a bra.
I wondered what Brandy had told her on the phone.  I could only imagine.

   "Hi, Mark," she said seductively, posing on one leg with her hands on
her hips.  "Brandy says we're going to the movies and I was just wondering
if I'm dressed okay." She was actually posing too much with her lips pouty,
her hair down and a little smirk on her face.  But she was sexy, and she
knew it.

   "You're beautiful, baby," I whispered.  "You're dressed perfectly.  I
love the outfit."

   "Well, I dressed just for you," she admitted.  "I didn't know exactly
how to dress so I'm glad you like it."

   Just then Brandy came in.  "Wow, Kayla, you look cool.  I've never seen
that outfit before.  And with your hair down you looked really ...  really
sexy.

   "Thanks."

   Brandy walked over to Kayla and whispered something in her ear.  I
couldn't hear.  Brandy was also wearing a short skirt, a button down top
and flip-flops.  "Oh, wow!" Kayla screeched.  "Really?"

   Brandy just nodded to her little friend with a big smile on her face.

   Then, the big entrance.  Bonnie walked into the kitchen.  She was
wearing her brand new outfit.  I almost choked.  I'm sure my `gulp' was
heard throughout the house.  Holy shit.  Her nipples were hard, protruding
through the flimsy material of her top.  Her pink areola were easily seen
through the sheer material.  It was almost as if she wasn't wearing a top
at all.  She had all the buttons fastened but there was still huge
cleavage. The top plunged in front.  Her tits would definitely fall out of
the top tonight.  And her new skirt.  Well, it was just about
indescribable. I'm sure it was just 2 to 3 inches below her pussy.  She was
wearing slight heels which really accented her beautiful legs.  My, god!

   "Oh, man.  Turn around, baby.  I want to see that beautiful skirt from
the back."

   Bonnie turned.  The hem of the skirt just barely covered her ass cheeks.
It was totally incredible.  Both girls were just about dumbstruck at
Bonnie's new outfit.  Their eyes were like saucers.

   Finally Brandy spoke.  "That outfit is totally awesome, mom.  You look
totally beautiful in it.  But ...  but people can see your whole tits
through the top.  How are you going to cover up?"

   "Don't worry, baby," Bonnie whispered.  "I'll wear a sweater over it
going to the movie and will only take it off when we get into the theatre.
It'll be okay."

   Kayla whispered into to Brandy's ear.

   "I don't think so," Brandy replied.

   "Okay.  What's the secret?" Bonnie asked.  "Tell me."

   Brandy turned to her mom.  "Kayla wanted to know if ...  if you're
wearing panties."

   Bonnie chuckled.  "I'm not telling, yet," she teased.  The two little
girls just giggled.  "Okay, let's go," Bonnie instructed.  Off we went.  Me
and three of the most gorgeous girls I think I've ever seen in my life. 
What an absolute turn on!

   I can tell you right now that when we arrived at the theatre Bonnie
turned a dozen heads when she walked through the lobby in her new outfit,
even though she was wearing a sweater over the sheer blouse.  Men, women,
boys and girls all watched as my beautiful, sexy, lusty wife made her way
through the crowds.  Then we arrived at the darkened theatre.  Bonnie led
our group up the stairs towards the back row of the semi-darkened
auditorium.  As I followed I could easily see the crack of Bonnie's ass and
the outline of her quivering pussy under the micro-mini.  I knew then she
was not wearing any panties.  I knew then that this would be a fun night.
Even Brandy and Kayla were looking ...  and they both knew now that Bonnie
was sans underwear.  And I hoped they were too.  Half way up the stairs
toward our seats Bonnie removed her sweater.  I don't know if anyone
noticed but those that would have would have had a very clear picture of
Bonnie's beautiful, little tits.  My wife was dressed as a slut ...  and I
truly loved it.  The row Bonnie chose was unoccupied.  She moved to her
seat first, Brandy was next, then Kayla and finally me.  I immediately
looked down at Kayla's lap.  Her little skirt barely covered her little
pussy.  Please, dim the lights soon, I thought.

   I leaned over to Kayla and whispered.  "How did your mom ever let you
out of the house dressed like that?"

   Kayla giggled.  "I wore jeans out of the house and ...  and changed
outside.  My jeans and ...  and ...  ah, my panties are in our storage
shed.

   "You little devil." It was so erotic sitting next to this little 11
year-old Lolita, her pussy just inches from my nervous fingers.  But I
didn't want to proceed to fast.  I had an hour and a half.

   The lights dimmed for the commercial previews.  All was quiet.  I didn't
want to rush.  I glanced at Bonnie and Brandy.  Bonnie had her arm around
our little girl and had drawn her into her breast.  They looked extremely
comfortable.  As the movie progressed Kayla first took my hand, holding it
with our fingers entwined.  It was such a tiny little hand encased in my
big mitt.  Since we were sitting in the second last row I glanced to the
back.  There were three teenage girls in the back row, but away from us. 
There was a couple in front of us, but totally mesmerized by the movie.  I
was safe.

   After a few minutes I released Kayla's hand and put my arm around her,
drawing her close.  She didn't resist and looked up at me and smiled.  My
hand rested on her shoulder for another few minutes.  I drew her closer. 
Now my hand had access to the front of her shirt.  Still I just rested it
on her arm.  Every once in a while she would glance at me.  She continued
to smile.  Subtly now my fingers went to the first closed button on her
shirt, playing with it for a few moments, then unfastening it.  Kayla
watched my fingers but said nothing.  Again I took my time, not wanting to
rush anything.  Suddenly Kayla looked at me and beckoned my closer.  She
wanted to say something.  I bent down.  She said nothing but simply placed
her little sweet lips against mine.  It was just a little peck.

   She whispered to me, her voice sultry.  "Undo another button."

   I smiled at her and nodded.  "You sure, baby?"

   "Yeah, I'm sure.  I ...  I want you to play with my tit." Of course
everything was whispered.  I sure didn't want the couple in front to hear.
Again I glanced at Bonnie and Brandy.  Because of the darkness I couldn't
quite make out what was happening but I was almost positive Brandy had her
hand inside Bonnie's blouse and was playing with her gorgeous tits.  I
wanted to do the same.  I unfastened another button and reached for my
goal.

   Kayla's little tit was absolutely spectacular.  It was so tiny and firm.
As my finger traced over her little, tiny nipple it began to harden
slightly.  Ummm, I was in heaven.  Kayla again glanced at me and smiled. 
She cuddled closer.

   I've always been a "tit" man.  I don't know why, there is no answer. 
This was the ultimate perfection; a newly blossoming, firm and spectacular
vehicle for sexual arousal.  Kayla's little tit had no equal in perfection.
My cock was growing.  I've never felt anything so firm yet so softly
pliable in my whole life.

   I continued my caresses and she became more comfortable.  Finally her
little hand went to the top of my leg.  With her finger she began to trace
little circles.  She was apprehensive at first, then became a little bolder
and squeezing the top of my leg with her little hand.

   Again she beckoned me down and whispered.  "I ...  I want to feel you
too." Her voice was so sweet, so girlish, so young.

   "I know, baby.  And I want you to.  But we have to be very careful.  Can
...  can you wait `til we get home?"

   Her little face showed disappointment but she nodded.  We both knew it
was for the best.  I put my other hand on her little leg and gradually drew
it up.  Her tiny mini didn't offer any resistance and my finger went to her
little pussy.  I couldn't see because of the darkness but I sure could feel
it.  It felt very bald with hardly a hint of downy fur.  Again she smiled.
I gently traced through the little slit.  Either consciously or by pure
anticipation she drew her legs slightly apart, allowing me better access to
her little organ.  I accepted gratefully.  Now my finger was inside her
little labia, plying gently.  I loved the concept of no panties.

   We both knew we had to keep it cool.  About an hour had passed and
really I hadn't followed the plot of the movie.  But we sat there until the
very end.  I had completely my plan, letting little Kayla know that I was
extremely attracted to her and her little body.  As I sat in the theatre
seat I simply was unable to fathom my extremely good fortune in being able
to seduce two beautiful little girls in the space of 24 hours.  It was
incredible.  How was it possible that I went through 35 years without
fulfilling my absolute dream and then within the space of one day being
able to accomplish my dreams twice?  Life was simply too good!

   We left the theatre and the girls wanted to go for ice cream.  Bonnie
again donned her sweater.

   "Should I go into the ice cream shop?" she asked me, "or should I wait
in the car?  This skirt is awfully short.  And ...  and I'm not wearing any
panties." It was more of an exclamation than a statement.

   I grinned at her.  "Come in, baby.  Show your pussy to whoever wants to
look."

   "Are you sure?  It's pretty red.  Brandy was playing with it in the
movie." Oh, wow, I thought.  How cool.

   "Yeah, I'm sure.  I want to show you off big time."

   She walked in with us.  The place wasn't too full but I'm positive
Bonnie made an impression of those that were there with the micro and her
long, shapely legs.  She immediately went to a table while I ordered but
she, incredibly, sat facing the entry door.  Anyone who wanted to probably
could glance under the table and get the view of a lifetime.  I sat beside
Bonnie, the girls on the other side.  As we ate my fingers found Bonnie's
leg then gradually rose.  I probed.  She glanced at me and giggled.  She
opened her legs and my finger entered her beautiful nether lips.  I started
finger fucking her, right in the restaurant for all to see.  I leaned over
to her and whispered.

   "The ice cream is not dessert, baby, your beautiful cunt is dessert.  I
just love that skirt."

   "You are so bad," she giggled.  "Finger fucking me right out in the open
for all to see."

   "Yeah, I'm really bad.  And I love it."

   Bonnie looked around.  No one was paying attention.  "Go ...  go lower
baby.  Stick your finger in my shit-hole.  I ...  I wanna feel it up my
ass."

   I could hardly contain myself.  I wanted to fuck her right in the store.
Bonnie pushed herself lower in her chair, just a little.  My finger found
her rosebud.  I gradually slipped it in.  Bonnie gulped as my finger
entered deeper.

   "Oh, god," she whispered.  "Oh, yeah, baby, just like that.  Mmmmm." I
don't think the girls knew what was going on.  They were just yapping away,
laughing and eating ice cream.  I finally removed my finger and brought it
to my lips.  I sucked.  Bonnie was totally amazed.  She tasted wonderful. I
ate more ice cream.

   Eventually we left.

   Go slow, I told myself.  Go very slow.  Although I was incredibly horny
I knew I had to pace myself when we arrived at the house.  Just the feel of
Kayla's little, tiny tits and her incredible bald little pussy, and playing
with Bonnie at the restaurant, had me just over the edge but still there
was time.  Bonnie told me once that Kayla wanted to put the moves on me so
maybe it was time just to let this little Lolita take the lead and we could
go at her little girl pace and not my "let's get at it" mentality.

   The girls headed for Brandy's room.  Bonnie and I headed for the den. 
"What did you think of the movie?" she asked.

   "I ...  I didn't get a chance to really concentrate on it," I replied
meekly.  "I was more focused on Kayla, to tell the truth."

   "Did you get to feel her up?" Bonnie snickered.  "Did you get to feel
her little tits and her pussy lips?"

   "Yeah I did both," I admitted.  "And she seemed to like it too.  She
snuggled even closer to me and when I was tracing my finger through her
little bald lips she even opened her legs a little without me asking her.
It ...  it was incredible."

   "How totally cool," Bonnie whispered.  "You wanna try something?"

   "What?"

   Bonnie was serious.  "Why don't I try to arrange it so that I sleep with
Brandy tonight and you sleep with Kayla in our bed?  I have to admit it. 
Brandy and I were playing in the theatre too and ...  and I would really
like it if I could get a little more of her tonight.  Then you could have
Kayla all to yourself ...  all night.  Would that be cool?

   "I've got a better idea, babe.  Why don't we all just start to sleep in
the same bed tonight?  All four of us.  At least we could start out that
way and then later after we taught the little girls some things about sex
then you could take Brandy.  I'd really like to show them how we fuck, how
we play and how enjoyable sex really is."

   Bonnie brightened.  "Yeah, that would be cool.  And ...  and I like it
if we could take some pictures or videos too.  I'd love to have pictures to
remember these years, baby."

   "Okay.  I'll go set up some stuff in our bedroom right now so we'll be
ready.  You go try and convince the girls that we'd really like to play
tonight," I chuckled.

   "Probably won't take too much convincing," Bonnie snickered.

   It was about 10 PM.  The girls came into the den dressed in their night
clothes.  Kayla's hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing a white
printed nightshirt that loosely covered her little blossoming body. 
Brandy's night shirt was almost identical, white with little blue Smurfs.
Brandy snuggled with her mom on the sofa and Kayla sat at the other end,
her little legs drawn under.  She looked exquisite.

   The television was down low and we were all watching.  "So, whadda you
guys wanna do now?" Bonnie asked.  Brandy and Kayla exchanged glances and
smiled at each other.

   "I dunno," was Brandy's answer.

   "Oh, come on," Bonnie prodded.  "You must wanna do something besides
watch TV." Again the two little girls exchanged looks.  Then they shrugged
their shoulders at each other.  It was like they were trying to determine
who was going to make the first move.  Kayla was the oldest so she took the
initiative.

   In her little, high pitched voice, she was very serious.  "We ...  ah,
we ...  we want you guys to teach us about sex," she finally admitted.  She
glanced at me and I simply nodded, giving her my approval to talk about
anything she wanted to talk about.  Then, "Tonight at the movie Mark played
with my little tits and pussy and I really like it.  It made me feel really
warm inside and ...  and I wanna learn more.  And ...  and I wanna see his
`thingy' too." Then her eyes went downcast as if she thought see was too
bold.

   Bonnie tried to put her at ease.  "Kayla, it's okay to talk about sex in
this house.  It's nothing to be ashamed about and Mark and I are really
glad you want to learn, okay?  But one thing though.  You can never tell
your mom or your dad, or any of your friends what goes on here `cause we
could really get into big trouble.  And I mean big trouble.  You got it?

   Kayla simply nodded, then smiled in anticipation.

   "I know what," Bonnie began.  "Why don't we all go into our bedroom and
talk about it some more." Both girls got up immediately and headed to our
room.  Bonnie and I followed, smiling at each other.  The girls went in
first and immediately saw the video tripod set up.  They giggled to one
another probably realizing exactly what was going to happen.  Now the girls
stood side-by-side at the foot of our bed, holding hands for mutual
comfort. I turned on the camera and lay on the bed.  Bonnie joined me.

   "So, you wanna see my `thingy', eh?" I asked, directing my gaze to
Kayla. She nodded, smiling.  "Well, first you gotta call it what it is," I
instructed.  "Call it a cock, baby.  Let me hear you say it.  Ask me what
you want."

   All of a sudden Kayla got bold.  Her voice dropped, more husky, more
sexy.  "Mark, I wanna see your cock.  Show me it.  I'm only 11 years old
and I've never seen a cock before.  Show me yours.  I really wanna see it."

   "Okay, baby, if you wanna see it come over here and get it.  Take it out
of my shorts.  But first I want you to take off your nightshirt.  I wanna
see your little tits, baby.  I wanna see them totally bare." Without
question she immediately removed her sleepwear.  She still wasn't wearing
panties; she probably left them at home so now she was completely naked. 
What a beautiful sight!  So perfect.  I unfastened my belt but left her to
pull down the zipper on my shorts.  "Reach in and take it out," I
instructed.  "See what you find in there."

   For Kayla it was like a treasure hunt.  She wasn't subtle.  She
immediately reached in and I could feel her little hand on my member under
my briefs.  Her hand was warm.  Bonnie slid over on her side, watching. 
Brandy climbed up on the foot of the bed, her eyes huge ovals.  Now I
helped Kayla by pulling the waist band of my briefs down over my growing
member.  I wasn't quite completely hard yet.  Kayla looked closely at my
cock and squeezed a little, her very first time handling such an organ.

   "Okay, baby," Bonnie whispered.  "Do you really want to make it really
hard?"

   Kayla nodded yes, her eyes transfixed on my cock.

   "Okay, then start to jack it a little." She reached over to demonstrate.
"This is called jacking his cock, baby, and it'll make him really, really
hard." I glanced down to Brandy and she was moving closer to her mom.  She
reached under Bonnie's little skirt and started caressing her mom's pussy
folds.  Bonnie glanced at her and smiled her approval.

   She turned back to Kayla.  "You know, if you really want to make him
extra hard, baby, a little kiss on the tip will do it." She bent over,
kissed my now growing cock.  Finally without warning she started licking it
and then took it in her mouth.  Kayla was watching intently.  Bonnie
released me.  "You try it, baby.  It tastes really great." Without further
encouragement Kayla bent over, her little hand still clasping my member,
and licked the purple heat of my now rock hard cock.

   "Oh, god," I moaned.  The feeling was incredible and knowing it was this
beautiful 11 year old that I have known since she was six that was giving
me my first blow job by a pre-teen just about sent me over the edge
prematurely.  But I tried to retain my composure.  I wanted this night to
last more than 15 minutes.

   Bonnie was encouraging Kayla.  "Oh, that's right, baby.  Put it in your
mouth and suck.  Jack it with your mouth, precious." Bonnie was really
getting into this too.  And the camera was running.  That even made me
harder, if that was possible.  "Yeah, baby, suck his cock.  Suck it good.
Mmmmmm.  It's fun watching you." Bonnie took off her see-through blouse and
started playing with her own tits.

   Kayla came up for air.  "Is he going to shoot stuff into my mouth," she
asked, excited.

   "I hope not yet," Bonnie answered.

   "Me too," Kayla stated.  "'Cause ...  `cause I wanna watch you guys fuck
and see what it looks like." Little did she know that Brandy's caresses had
Bonnie well primed and juicy.  Again she leaned over and sucked my cock. 
She was really enjoying this, we could tell.

   "Yeah, and I wanna fuck him and let you watch," Bonnie stated.  "But I
want him to do it from behind.  It feels lots better and he goes way deeper
that way too.  It's called a "doggie fuck" and I really, really like it."
With that she got on her hands and knees on the bed.  "Come on, Markie,
fuck me from behind while your little daughter and your little slut 11 year
old watch.  Show them how it's done, baby." Her fingers were tracing
through her well lubricated pussy now.  I came up behind her while the
girls adjusted for a better view.

   "Kayla, take my cock and guide it into Bonnie's pussy lips for me, baby.
That's where it goes.  Right inside.  That's how people fuck." Kayla
reached for rock hard member, slipped her fingers around it and then guided
it slowly towards Bonnie's cunt.  I watched in anticipation as she slowly
guided it in.  Then I pushed.  Bonnie grunted as I entered her.  Both girls
were on either side of us, watching up close and I began to stroke my
beautiful wife.  They were mesmerized by how the two organs fit so nicely
together as I pumped and partially withdrew and then pumped in again.  They
didn't say a word.

   "Oh, god," Bonnie gasped.  "This ...  this is way too cool being fucked
while these two little Lolita's watch.  Oh, god.  Mark ...  cum inside me.
Show them how babies are made, lover.  Fuck me until your cum runs up my
cunt.  Come on, baby, fuck me.  Fuck me!"

   I couldn't hold off much longer.  This was just too unreal.  The pace
was rapid and Bonnie was meeting me with each thrust.  Finally I couldn't
hold off any longer.  I just couldn't.  I could feel my climax starting. 
It was sooo intense.

   "Here it comes, baby," I almost yelled.  "Oh, god.  Oh my god." And then
my cum left my enraged cock and gushed into Bonnie waiting cunt.  I pumped
and pumped.  Who would have known that I would have had so much cum after
the night before but it just kept coming and coming.  I had no control over
it.  After I settled down I finally withdrew.  As expected my creampie
began to trickle out of Bonnie.  She just couldn't hold all that I had to
offer.  The girls watched in absolute amazement.

   Bonnie smiled back at them as they inspected her gaping cunt while fluid
gradually seeping out.  "That's his cum coming out.  Neat eh?"

   Then the most exciting thing happened.  Kayla took her hand and traced
some spunk on her little forefinger, testing the consistency.  She ran it
between her finger and her thumb, mesmerized.  "Take a little more," Bonnie
whispered, her voice sultry and encouraging.  "Taste a little for me, baby.
See what it tastes like.  I wanna watch you taste it, okay?"

   Kayla looked up at her.  Her expression was one of disbelief.  Was
Bonnie serious?  Bonnie was still on her hands and knees.  With trepidation
and hesitation, the little girl reached over again to Bonnie's gaping cunt.
She traced her finger through the now red labia, acquired a little more
white spunk.  Then she ran it on her tongue.  She tasted; then swallowed.
The expression on her face was non-committal at first but then she smiled.

   "Tastes kinda neat," she finally admitted.  "I like it." Now without
hesitation she again traced her finger into Bonnie's pussy, this time
digging a little deeper.  She came out with a finger full and again placed
it in her mouth.  Again she tasted; again she swallowed.

   "Yeah, I like it," she admitted.  She looked at my rapid depleting
member.  "And, you know what, I think I would like to taste it right from
his cock, too!"

   What a statement from a tiny girl, 11 years old, and probably not more
than 4'10" tall, with sexy blond hair, a beautiful bald pussy, and a smile
to die for.  She was mine.  I wanted her forever.

   Bonnie went to her side and drew Kayla into her arms.  She kissed the
little girl.  "You are so precious, baby," she fluttered.  "You will, baby.
Someday you will taste Mark directly from his cock.  And you'll love it,
baby.  And he'll love it too." She thought a second and glanced at Brandy.
"Well, I guess that's enough for one night.  Since we can't all sleep here
tonight, why don't I go with you to your room Brandy and ...  and daddy can
stay here with Kayla.  Would that be okay?"

   Brandy knew all too well what was up.  She smiled and simply nodded. 
Brandy and Bonnie left, hand in hand.  Bonnie closed the door.

   "That was quite a show," Kayla whispered, grinning.

   "I know, baby.  I'm glad you liked it."

   "I ...  I loved it." She crept closer to me, finally wrapping herself
into my arms.  "I wanna fuck." Her voice was seductive.  "I wanna fuck you,
Mark.  I really want to."

   "I wish I could, baby, but I want your first time to be something
special.  And really since I just finished with Bonnie it would be
impossible.  I think you know that."

   "Yeah, I know.  But you are going to do it, Mark, and you're going to be
my first real man.  And I can hardly wait." This little, tiny Lolita then
reached for my now flaccid cock, stroked it a couple of times and looked up
at me with doe eyes.

   "This is going inside me and you're going to pump cream into me, just
like you did Bonnie." As she smiled her eyes became heavy.  In a few
moments she was sleeping.

   I released her from my arms, turned off the camera, shut off the light,
came back to little Kayla in bed and gradually fell asleep, dreaming of my
incredible good fortune in knowing that I would eventually have the most
beautiful 11 year old lover in the world.  There was time.  Go slow, I told
myself.  Let this little one enjoy every moment with me for now and
hopefully for years to come.

   Epilogue

   Two years have passed since that fateful sleepover night.  It's been an
absolutely incredible ride.

   Andi, the teenager with the incredible body, is now 15.  She still seems
sullen and not vary talkative.  Perhaps it's just those teenage years but
it could be a reflection on her sexual relationship with her mother.  Jan
never talks about it with me but I'm sure she has discussed Andi with
Bonnie.  I don't know if the liaison with her mom continues and I've never
inquired about it with Bonnie.

   Nothing further happened between Andi's brother Josh and myself.  Our
afternoon together was simply an "in the heat of the moment" tryst which
did not develop any further.  It was the very first time I had a sexual
relationship with another male and the first and last time I have ever
tasted cum from another cock.  So it was an experience never to forget.  As
the reader may gather I'm not into other males for sex and I'll just chock
that afternoon up to experimentation and a blip in life.

   Melissa and her mother also fell off the radar.  After our first
encounter we did invite them over and Bonnie and Cheryl for a time
continued their relationship as I did with little Melissa.  But after a few
months the meetings gradually faded.  They live over 20 minutes from our
home and I guess it just was too inconvenient for both families.  Cheryl
once told Bonnie that Melissa, now 14, loves sex, particularly outdoor sex.
She has a boyfriend now and Cheryl tells us that they regularly have sex in
public places such as swimming pools, hot tubs, in forested areas, at the
beach, etc.  Perhaps my minute with the little then 12 year old outside on
her porch that fateful evening instilled in her a secret desire.  I was
extremely lucky not to get that little girl pregnant after our first
encounter.  I have tried to be much more careful.

   But some relationships still continue.  Bonnie and Jan are lovers, and
often outrageous lovers.  They continue to have wild times in shopping
malls, restrooms, movie theatres and wherever.  Bonnie now regularly
dresses provocatively, and I just love it.  Although she is getting close
to 40 years old, her body and especially her gorgeous legs still draw
attention, more so now that she dresses and way she does.  About six months
ago Bonnie and Jan hit a few lesbian bars one Saturday night and now they
have their favorite.  I have no idea what goes on at these places except
for what Bonnie chooses to tell me but Bonnie and Jan go regularly.

   Bonnie and I are still very much in love.  Our sex is fantastic now and
I enjoy it immensely.  And quite frankly I have no jealousy towards
Bonnie's relationship with Jan.  They are two completely different
relationships and Bonnie's lesbian stories are arousing for me and really
get me going.  And she really enjoys telling me these exotic tales of lust,
exhibitionism, and flirting with other women.  Recently they met another
woman and invited her to our home.  Her name is Merta and she is probably
in her early 50's.  Quite simply, Merta is a lesbian and is beautiful.  Her
dark complexion, her beautiful figure, her tiny tits, and her alluring
smile turn me on.  Merta is probably the most luscious 50 year-old I have
ever met.

   Brandy is 12 now.  To this day she still cuddles with her mother.  They
kiss and they touch each other.  Bonnie has taught our little girl how to
dress, how to allure, and how to talk seductively.  And no, to this day I
have never fucked my little one.  To me she just seems too small, too cute
and too me to invade her little body.  She will watch Bonnie and I make
love, as she watches Bonnie, Jan and Merta make love and she seems content
with her mother's caresses, kisses and fondling and watching us, learning,
learning and learning more.  We are all comfortable with this arrangement
and it does not seem to have had any negative effect on Brandy.  She is
still our baby ...  and it will always be so.

   Besides Bonnie however my continued sexual release is Kayla.  Bonnie and
Jan are lovers, and so are Kayla and I.  Now 13 years old Kayla is my
sweetheart.  That fateful sleepover night we did not fuck, nor did we the
following morning.  As a matter of fact we didn't have sexual intercourse
for a long time after that night.  What is phenomenal is that we didn't do
it until months later.  And it wasn't staged, contrived, or planned.  One
night Kayla again was over for a sleepover.  I was lying in the den
watching television, Brandy was on the computer and Bonnie was reading. 
Kayla was lying on the floor in her night shirt and panties watching TV
with me.  I was wearing pajama bottoms.  Kayla looked back at me and she
simply climbed on the sofa and cuddled with me.  The lights were low and
the atmosphere serene.  For awhile we watched TV.  She began to stir
against my cock and I was starting to get hard, with this 12 year old
brushing against my prick.  Eventually my cock escaped from my pajamas and
found room between her panty-covered slit.  She felt it.  She looked up at
me and smiled, knowingly.  She kissed me quickly and whispered in my ear,
"Fuck me.  I'm wet and I want you to fuck me."

   "Are you sure, baby?" I whispered back.  "It'll be your first time.  Are
you really sure?"

   "Yeah, I'm sure.  I've wanted it for a long time.  I want it now, Mark.
Please, fuck me."

   She reached down and pulled her panties aside.  My cock was now against
her maturing pussy.  I pushed slightly."

   "Not like that," she admonished.  She scrambled up, pulled my arm, I got
up from the sofa and she lay back down.  She removed her panties and spread
her legs.  In front of Bonnie and Brandy I slowly lowered myself, gradually
entering her beautiful, downy love canal.  Slowly, slowly, slowly. 
Finally, I bumped her hymen.  Her cherry was mine.  I pushed harder and she
grunted.  Finally I found my way through the little obstruction and was
fully inside her.  I looked around.  Bonnie and Brandy were both watching,
in rapture.

   "Yeah, baby," Bonnie cooed.  "Fuck her.  Do it.  Fuck her." And I did.
Gradually Kayla began to meet my rhythm, stroke for stroke.  She was
smiling at me.  Then her little face became contorted.  She was enjoying
her first fuck.  Her hand gradually made it's way down to her little pussy.
She began stroking her little clit.  At 12 she knew exactly what was going
to turn her on.  She caressed herself as I pumped.

   Now Bonnie and Brandy were kneeling on the carpet watching intently. 
"Finally, mommy," Brandy panted.  "Finally daddy is fucking Kayla.

   Kayla looked up at me, her face still twisted, writhing with please. 
"Cum inside me," she commanded.  "Shoot your stuff up my pussy.  Please ...
please cum inside me," she pleaded.  Now she was matching me stroke for
stroke, her hand working faster on her clit.  I didn't say anything.  I was
totally awash with pleasure.  I quickly thought, what if I made her
pregnant.  Should I take the chance?  Finally Kayla started to buck.  Her
orgasm was near.

   Now she was just about hollering.  "Oh, god, yes.  Oh fuck, this is
awesome.  Oh, god.  Cum inside.  Do it Mark.  Do it.  All the way.  All the
way.  Oh god." Her body stiffened and started to shutter.  And then I knew.
I was going to do it.  I really was.  My convulsions started.  I could feel
my orgasm start.  Yes I am.  I'm going to finish inside my little lover. 
And I did.  My cum spewed into my little Lolita lover.  It was glorious. 
It was fabulous.  It was awesome.

   Finally we both relaxed.  "That was amazing," Bonnie gushed.  "I've
wanted to watch this for months.  Oh my god, Kayla's very first fuck."

   Kayla looked at Bonnie and smiled.  "Yeah, and ...  and it was awesome.
I can feel his cum in me.  Oh so cool.  If he takes it out it'll drip out
of me."

   "That's okay, baby," Bonnie gushed.  "It'll feel really cool.  Take it
out Mark.  Let's watch your creampie drip."

   I did and it did.  I watched too as her gaping pussy started dribbling.
Her pussy was wide open and there was a little blood mixed with my cum. 
But that was okay.  It was to be expected.

   Again I got away with danger.  Kayla did not get pregnant.  We meet
regularly now, but with rules.  I have to withdraw before climax and she
knows it.  But she wants me to cum on her body; on her little tits, or her
little tummy or sometimes even on her back when we do it doggie style.  She
likes it from behind since I get deeper.  For her it's more rewarding ...
and I like it too!

   Bonnie has accepted my little lover.  As Kayla grows older, however, I
know she'll meet other boys or men and I'll be history.  But that's to be
expected.  For now, I love this little 13 year old, I love fucking her, and
I have Bonnie's approval.  What more could a man ask for?

   This is the conclusion of Neighbors.  To my readers, I hope you've
enjoyed my fantasy writing.  You can contact me at anytime at
goodtime.stories@gmail.com