Our new neighbor and my wife
About six months ago, my wife and I moved from the West Coast to a Southern state. We found a house in a very close-knit community where all the residents are active and very involved in the neighborhood. Lots of trees, a big park and plenty of open space. A median lined with trees. It is common for people here to sit on their front porch and to mingle with neighbors as they go for their evening walks. There are often parties on the weekends that many in the neighborhood attend.
About a month after we moved in, our neighbor to one side was sitting on his porch having a drink as we walked by. He invited us over for drinks. He is a tall, handsome very alfa male with a chiseled jaw and nice well maintained hair and a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. He has a very strong presence, and I could tell my wife was a bit fluttered and very attracted to him. After about the third drink as my wife was getting tipsy, she asked him why he was still single. He laughed and answered that he was building his career and would settle down once he was in a more comfortable position. Then he said he did have regular sex with the woman who used to live in our house. My wife looked with her jaw open and asked, “You were having an affair with the previous owner?” He said “No…her husband approved and often watched.” I could see the wheels turning in my wife’s head. We had talked about that before and my wife always said she would never participate in anything like that. So, I could never really express to her my fantasy of watching her with another man. But here she was thinking about it without saying anything out loud. How things change when there is a real possibility in front of you. I must admit, I got hard thinking about it. Mike, our neighbor then explained that he owned her. She was his sex slave and that any time he wanted her, he would call her over or knock on their door. She was always available and would do what he demanded without hesitation. “And she gives the best blow jobs,” Mike explained. He even gave a bit of detail about how she would fondle his balls as she took him all the way down to the base. “She eagerly swallowed every time.” I could feel my wife’s pussy getting wet. You could see it in her eyes and both Mike and I knew it. Mike is the only guy I know who could pull off talking about his experience without a morsel of shame. He owned it and was proud of it. A true bull.
As soon as we walked through the front door, my wife takes off all her clothes lays on the rug in the front room with her legs spread open and demands that I eat her pussy. She was so wet. It only took 30 seconds for her to have her first orgasm. I knew exactly what she was thinking about; she didn’t even try to hide it. I imagined that her pussy was filled with Mike’s cum and that it was my job to lick out as much as possible and to kiss her with his cum swirling between out tongues. After her fifth orgasm, I get on top of her, slide my cock in, kiss her with her pussy juice all over my face and say…do you wish he was inside you right now? She laughed and said….”shhhhh.” I fucked her every which way I could think of. She was so open and pliable that I took advantage of every minute. The next morning, she made me a nice breakfast and had a smile on her face like the cat who ate the canary.
After that night and for the next few weeks, we were having sex every day…sometimes two or three times a day. It was great. She didn’t mention Mike, but I knew exactly what she was thinking. Several weekends later after a nice dinner and more than a few drinks, she said, “that is crazy that Mike owned the lady who lived here and that her husband was okay with it. I have never thought of what it would be like to be anyone’s slave, let alone someone I’m not married to. That is crazy.” I asked…are you wondering what it would be like for Mike to own you?” She laughed and said, “stop it.” I said, “it’s okay. We all have fantasies. And I have enjoyed the frequent sex the last couple of weeks. So I’m okay if that is what you’re thinking about.” She didn’t go any further and changed the subject. I let it drop, but still enjoyed the results of whatever fantasy was going through her head.
The next day, my wife went out with the girls to go shopping. I was out front doing some yard work when Mike invited me over for a glass of lemonade. We sat and talked for a bit. Then I asked him. “So, did you really own the wife who lived in our house?” He said, “yes I did and she was not my first sex slave. I’ve done this twice before that. Both with married women. In both cases, their husbands approved and often watched.” I could not believe it. Three times. How lucky is this guy? He told me a few stories about what he did in our house. In one instance, he knocked on the door while she was making dinner. He told her to stop what she was doing and suck his cock. So, she obediently got on her knees, unzipped his pants and sucked out a nice load. Her husband was sitting at the counter and watched as she eagerly swallowed every drop of his cum. When she was done, he left and she continued making dinner. Another time, the husband texted him on a Sunday morning a picture of his wife playing with herself…her legs wide open. He said, “she wants you.” So he walked in the front door, went up to their room and fucked her for a good two hours while her husband laid in bed next to her. He said the husband always got sloppy seconds. But the most amazing story he told is about a poker party he hosted. He bought her a sexy French Maid outfit and told her that she would be serving drinks and appetizers to his guests as they played. He said she had the most amazing breasts and that you could see them clearly through the top. The bottom was see through and that you could see she had a freshly waxed pussy. As she served during the party, all the guys were touching and fondling her. At one point, Mike said, “the winner of this round gets a blow job.” And at the end of that round, she obediently did as she was told. While she was on her knees, he invited another guest to “take her form behind.” That night, she swallowed two loads and took three in her pussy. He said her husband thanked him the next morning. Then he showed me pictures, including one of his cock on her face. He texted me the picture and said, “feel free to share that with your wife.” I was blown away. Then he followed up that in all three cases, the husband loved watching their wives and had way more sex once their wives submitted to him. It freed and liberated them to express their sexual fantasies and to let go to receive the pleasure he gave them.
That night I told my wife about the conversation I had with Mike. I told her about the poker party. I could tell she was getting wet and of course the drinks helped with that. So I put my hand on her thigh and said, “how would you like to be the server at that party? Do you like the idea of being used as a party favor? You could have one cock in your mouth and the other in your sweet wet pussy.” I showed her the picture of Mike’s cock and said, “how would you like Mike to come over right now, bend you over the bed and slide this cock inside you?” As I said the words, I stood her up, bent her over the couch, lifted her skirt, smacked her ass and then put my finger inside her wet slit. She moaned and said, “Yes. Please, I want his cock inside of me.” I replied, “you want me have him come over?” She said, “Yes! Right now!” So I took a picture of her bent over and texted Mike, with “Want some?” Less than a minute later, he was standing behind her with his cock on her ass and said, “I will only fuck you if you give yourself to me.” She said, “yes I’m all yours.” He turned her around had her look him in the eyes and he explained…”that means you belong to me. I fuck you whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want. You must give yourself to me freely and willingly. Do as I say and you will receive pleasure like you have never experienced.” She said, yes, yes, yes, please fuck me. I am all yours.” So he said, get on your knees and suck my cock.” She was a good girl and did as she was told. I sat in a chair and watched as he fucked her in ways I didn’t know was possible. His cock was bigger than average with a nice big mushroom head. He knew exactly how to use it to hit all her right spots. At one point, he pulled his cock out of her straddled her face and came right in her mouth. So hot. He did it so I could see his cum shooting directly in her mouth. I had never seen my wife so eager to take a mouth full of cum. He said, “don’t swallow it yet. First kiss your husband.” She kissed me, his cum swirling between our tongues and I loved it. I could hear her moan loader and kiss me harder as he fucked her from behind. It was not long before I could hear him moan as he came a second time inside her. The he instructed her to swallow and straddle my face, which she did. He left as my wife kept rubbing her cum filled pussy on my face. As she did, she old me, “I love the way his cock feels inside of me. I want him to fuck me every day!” I was jacking off and I came as she squirted on my face. That was the first of many encounters.
About a month after we moved in, our neighbor to one side was sitting on his porch having a drink as we walked by. He invited us over for drinks. He is a tall, handsome very alfa male with a chiseled jaw and nice well maintained hair and a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. He has a very strong presence, and I could tell my wife was a bit fluttered and very attracted to him. After about the third drink as my wife was getting tipsy, she asked him why he was still single. He laughed and answered that he was building his career and would settle down once he was in a more comfortable position. Then he said he did have regular sex with the woman who used to live in our house. My wife looked with her jaw open and asked, “You were having an affair with the previous owner?” He said “No…her husband approved and often watched.” I could see the wheels turning in my wife’s head. We had talked about that before and my wife always said she would never participate in anything like that. So, I could never really express to her my fantasy of watching her with another man. But here she was thinking about it without saying anything out loud. How things change when there is a real possibility in front of you. I must admit, I got hard thinking about it. Mike, our neighbor then explained that he owned her. She was his sex slave and that any time he wanted her, he would call her over or knock on their door. She was always available and would do what he demanded without hesitation. “And she gives the best blow jobs,” Mike explained. He even gave a bit of detail about how she would fondle his balls as she took him all the way down to the base. “She eagerly swallowed every time.” I could feel my wife’s pussy getting wet. You could see it in her eyes and both Mike and I knew it. Mike is the only guy I know who could pull off talking about his experience without a morsel of shame. He owned it and was proud of it. A true bull.
As soon as we walked through the front door, my wife takes off all her clothes lays on the rug in the front room with her legs spread open and demands that I eat her pussy. She was so wet. It only took 30 seconds for her to have her first orgasm. I knew exactly what she was thinking about; she didn’t even try to hide it. I imagined that her pussy was filled with Mike’s cum and that it was my job to lick out as much as possible and to kiss her with his cum swirling between out tongues. After her fifth orgasm, I get on top of her, slide my cock in, kiss her with her pussy juice all over my face and say…do you wish he was inside you right now? She laughed and said….”shhhhh.” I fucked her every which way I could think of. She was so open and pliable that I took advantage of every minute. The next morning, she made me a nice breakfast and had a smile on her face like the cat who ate the canary.
After that night and for the next few weeks, we were having sex every day…sometimes two or three times a day. It was great. She didn’t mention Mike, but I knew exactly what she was thinking. Several weekends later after a nice dinner and more than a few drinks, she said, “that is crazy that Mike owned the lady who lived here and that her husband was okay with it. I have never thought of what it would be like to be anyone’s slave, let alone someone I’m not married to. That is crazy.” I asked…are you wondering what it would be like for Mike to own you?” She laughed and said, “stop it.” I said, “it’s okay. We all have fantasies. And I have enjoyed the frequent sex the last couple of weeks. So I’m okay if that is what you’re thinking about.” She didn’t go any further and changed the subject. I let it drop, but still enjoyed the results of whatever fantasy was going through her head.
The next day, my wife went out with the girls to go shopping. I was out front doing some yard work when Mike invited me over for a glass of lemonade. We sat and talked for a bit. Then I asked him. “So, did you really own the wife who lived in our house?” He said, “yes I did and she was not my first sex slave. I’ve done this twice before that. Both with married women. In both cases, their husbands approved and often watched.” I could not believe it. Three times. How lucky is this guy? He told me a few stories about what he did in our house. In one instance, he knocked on the door while she was making dinner. He told her to stop what she was doing and suck his cock. So, she obediently got on her knees, unzipped his pants and sucked out a nice load. Her husband was sitting at the counter and watched as she eagerly swallowed every drop of his cum. When she was done, he left and she continued making dinner. Another time, the husband texted him on a Sunday morning a picture of his wife playing with herself…her legs wide open. He said, “she wants you.” So he walked in the front door, went up to their room and fucked her for a good two hours while her husband laid in bed next to her. He said the husband always got sloppy seconds. But the most amazing story he told is about a poker party he hosted. He bought her a sexy French Maid outfit and told her that she would be serving drinks and appetizers to his guests as they played. He said she had the most amazing breasts and that you could see them clearly through the top. The bottom was see through and that you could see she had a freshly waxed pussy. As she served during the party, all the guys were touching and fondling her. At one point, Mike said, “the winner of this round gets a blow job.” And at the end of that round, she obediently did as she was told. While she was on her knees, he invited another guest to “take her form behind.” That night, she swallowed two loads and took three in her pussy. He said her husband thanked him the next morning. Then he showed me pictures, including one of his cock on her face. He texted me the picture and said, “feel free to share that with your wife.” I was blown away. Then he followed up that in all three cases, the husband loved watching their wives and had way more sex once their wives submitted to him. It freed and liberated them to express their sexual fantasies and to let go to receive the pleasure he gave them.
That night I told my wife about the conversation I had with Mike. I told her about the poker party. I could tell she was getting wet and of course the drinks helped with that. So I put my hand on her thigh and said, “how would you like to be the server at that party? Do you like the idea of being used as a party favor? You could have one cock in your mouth and the other in your sweet wet pussy.” I showed her the picture of Mike’s cock and said, “how would you like Mike to come over right now, bend you over the bed and slide this cock inside you?” As I said the words, I stood her up, bent her over the couch, lifted her skirt, smacked her ass and then put my finger inside her wet slit. She moaned and said, “Yes. Please, I want his cock inside of me.” I replied, “you want me have him come over?” She said, “Yes! Right now!” So I took a picture of her bent over and texted Mike, with “Want some?” Less than a minute later, he was standing behind her with his cock on her ass and said, “I will only fuck you if you give yourself to me.” She said, “yes I’m all yours.” He turned her around had her look him in the eyes and he explained…”that means you belong to me. I fuck you whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want. You must give yourself to me freely and willingly. Do as I say and you will receive pleasure like you have never experienced.” She said, yes, yes, yes, please fuck me. I am all yours.” So he said, get on your knees and suck my cock.” She was a good girl and did as she was told. I sat in a chair and watched as he fucked her in ways I didn’t know was possible. His cock was bigger than average with a nice big mushroom head. He knew exactly how to use it to hit all her right spots. At one point, he pulled his cock out of her straddled her face and came right in her mouth. So hot. He did it so I could see his cum shooting directly in her mouth. I had never seen my wife so eager to take a mouth full of cum. He said, “don’t swallow it yet. First kiss your husband.” She kissed me, his cum swirling between our tongues and I loved it. I could hear her moan loader and kiss me harder as he fucked her from behind. It was not long before I could hear him moan as he came a second time inside her. The he instructed her to swallow and straddle my face, which she did. He left as my wife kept rubbing her cum filled pussy on my face. As she did, she old me, “I love the way his cock feels inside of me. I want him to fuck me every day!” I was jacking off and I came as she squirted on my face. That was the first of many encounters.
3 years ago
