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Subject: Serving the Neighbors, Part 1 (hum, hus+wif)
Date: 19 May 1997 13:40:29 GMT
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Serving the Neighbors


	I came home to quite a surprise one Friday when I took off work
early.  My wife 
was in the pool with Kelly, the new neighbor lady next door...the surprise
was that they 
were locked in an embrace, kissing deeply while they floated in the middle
of the pool.
	About a week ago, Greg and Kelly moved in next door.  Both of them
are 
attractive, in the mid 30's; Greg's a little over six feet, the standard
"tall dark and 
handsome" type.  Kelly is just a little shorter, long dark hair, a body to
die for.  My wife, 
Angela, is about 5'4", short brown hair, and she's got tits that are big
for her body.  I'm 
just a little taller than her at 5'7", brown hair, and weigh in at about
170.  We've been 
married for about 4 years, but have no kids; neither of us have any real
desire for them, 
and we live fairly well off  since we don't have the expense.  I'm 30, and
my wife is 27.
	Although I fantasize about other women often enough, I would never
approach 
one in a sexual way; I guess I just don't have it in me.  My wife is the
same way, I'm sure, 
so I knew instantly that Kelly had to have been the one to be the
aggressor in the pool.  I 
watched them for a while, getting extremely aroused at their intimate
passion in the 
water.  Finally I decided to make my presence known by opening and
shutting some 
doors loudly.  Angela came in dripping water, her nipples showing proudly
through her 
suit.
	"You're home early." she said matter-of-factly as she wrapped her
arms around me 
and frenched me.
	I grinned at her passion, and explained that I wanted to get a
jump on the 
weekend, so I took half the day off.  She invited me to join her and Kelly
in the pool, and 
naturally I did.  But not a thing was done or said about their experiences
earlier.
	That night, Angela did a lot of things to tease and excite my
desire, but she did 
nothing to relieve my sexual tension.
	The next morning, Angela took off to do some shopping.  I did a
little bit of 
yardwork, but before noon I was in the pool.  After about ten minutes,
Kelly was there.  
In her swimsuit.
	"Mind if I join you?" she said  confidently.
	"Uh, no, no, not at all." I stuttered out.  "Where's Greg? Um, he
could come over 
too."
	She just shrugged, sat at the edge of the pool.  She  lowered
herself into the water 
to her neck, then popped back out to sit on the edge again.  "It's cold."
she laughed, 
leaning back to look at the sky.  Her white swimsuit, now wet, left
nothing to the 
imagination.  Her nipples were hard and dark, and her dark bush showed
through plainly.
	I laughed nervously. "Yeah, but you get used to it."
	She looked at me with mischief in her eyes. "Do you? Well, let's
see." And she 
was back in.  I felt her underwater against my legs, and then she popped
up for air right in 
front of my face...just inches away.  "Yes, I see what you mean..it's not
so bad." her voice 
was sultry.  She suddenly grabbed my cock and held onto it.  "Yes, I could
definitely get 
used to this." She let go and swam away laughing.
	I was in complete shock, not quite sure what to do.  I treaded
water for a moment, 
then slowly started to swim towards her.  She reached the end of the pool
and turned back 
towards me.  Just as she reached me, she flashed me a quick grin and dove
under.  My 
trunks were pulled down a little, and I felt her hot mouth engulf my
semi-erect cock.  I 
was stunned...my hands reached down and grabbed her shoulders; I don't
know if I was 
trying to pull her up or hold her there.  She came up for air again, then
kissed me solidly, 
just like I saw her kissing my wife yesterday.  "Did you like that
Michael?" 
	My mouth was just hanging open.  "Uh, I...." I blinked. "I'm
married, Kelly.  
We..."
	"Yes, and so am I."  Her eyebrow arched up.  "And so is Angela,
Michael.  And I 
fucked Angela yesterday."  She turned and swam to the end of the pool,
leaving me in so 
much shock I could have drowned.  She climbed out and walked to patio door
leading in 
to my house.  Turning to me for just a moment before she entered my home,
she lowered 
the top of her suit off of one breast.  A tantalizing tease, a hint of
what she knew I 
wanted.  Then she was in my house.   I regained a little bit of sanity and
hurried out of the 
pool.  Her naked form was just disappearing up the stairs.  
	I followed her without thinking; there was no time to think.  She
was in the 
bedroom, drinking a wine cooler that she must have taken from my
refrigerator.  Her back 
was to me as she stood before the window, gazing across toward her own
house.  "Tell 
me, Michael, do you ever watch our bedroom window at night?"
	"I, uh..no, not really.."
	"I've watched you.  I've seen you and your wife make love twice. 
Both times, she 
was on top; both times you grabbed the head board and held on, as if you
were tied to it."  
She turned to me then.  I saw her nakedness completely now, and I was
mesmerized.  
Setting the cooler down, she walked toward me seductively.  "You like a
strong woman, 
don't you Michael?"
	I backed up a step, and I was against the bed. My mouth wouldn't
shut, but no 
words would come out.  I couldn't think, this was happening so fast.
	"Yesterday I fucked your wife, and now I'm going to fuck you." 
She pushed me 
lightly, and I sat back onto the bed.  Kneeling, she pulled my trunks down
and sucked my 
already hardened cock.
	"Kelly......" I managed to utter, hoping to find the strength to
stop her.
	She looked up at me, her mouth still wrapped around the head of my
cock. The 
sight was deadly to me, it was so incredibly erotic.  Her hands pushed me
to my back, and 
my body followed her lead until I was in the middle of the bed, thoroughly
engulfed in 
her power.  My arms naturally went right for the headboard, as I held on
and allowed 
myself to be taken.  She knew what she was doing; she kept taking me to
the brink of 
orgasm, then backed off.  I was mush, and she knew it.  Leaning up over
me, dangling her 
beautiful breasts over my face, she fastened cuffs to my hands, attaching
them to the 
headboard.  Cuffs?  It suddenly dawned on me that I was in bed with my
neighbor's wife, 
and now I was in a very compromising situation.
	Kelly laughed at the shocked look in my face.  "Surprised? I used
these on your 
wife earlier.  Your wife is very submissive too, Michael.  I've had her,
now I'm going to 
have you."  In one smooth motion, she mounted me.
	"Oh god.." I grunted out.  "What are you doing to me?"  As if I
didn't know.
	She laughed an evil laugh.  "When I first saw you, I knew I could
have you.  
Yesterday, I wanted to check out your wife, see how difficult it would be
to get you.  But 
then I realized how easy *she* was, and I decided I wanted both of you."
	Just then I saw my wife in the doorway.  Panic flooded my brain. 
"Angela!"
	Kelly turned to acknowledge her.  "You see?  It took no time at
all."  She turned 
to me.  "I told her I'd have you by the end of the day.  She agreed to
submit to me 
completely if I could seduce you this weekend.  Isn't that right, Angela?"
	My wife was beside the bed now.  "Yes, I agreed to do that."  Her
voice was low, 
almost humble.  Her eyes were locked on mine.
	My lips were trembling, and I was still breathing hard since Kelly
was still 
moving her  wet cunt slowly up and down my shaft.
	"That's right, Michael.  I'm going to be her sex slave since you
allowed yourself to 
be seduced."  There was no anger in her voice; it was more of relief, or
even excitement.
	"Angela."  Kelly spoke my wife's name with power now.  Angela
broke eye 
contact with me, lowering her head a notch but looking up at Kelly. 
"There are just a few 
rules, and I will state them now."
	This was so bizarre..Kelly was still riding me slowly in my wife's
bed; my wife 
was standing beside us, obediently listening to the woman who was fucking
her husband.
	"In private, you will always refer to me as Mistress. You will
obey every 
command I give, without question."  She looked at me. "And you will not
fuck or give 
any kind of sexual relief to your husband unless I say so." A smirk came
across her face 
as she said the last part.  "Do you understand, Angela?"
	My wife lowered her head.  "Yes, Mistress." she replied softly.
	"Look at me, slut.  Look at what I'm doing. I'm fucking your
husband.  I seduced 
him into your own bed, and I'm fucking him."  I could see the lips of my
wife trembling.  
The erotic humiliating of my wife was having a vicious affect on my; I was
so turned on, 
I feared I would come right then.  "You want me to fuck him, don't you
slut?"
	"Yes, Mistress, it's what I want."
	"Take off your shirt."
	My wife removed her shirt, and then took off her bra.  She stood
there beside us in 
shoes and shorts, but her breast was bared to us.
	Kelly suddenly stopped fucking me and climbed off.  "Now, Angela,
suck my 
cunt juice off of your husband's dick."
	Angela bent over, and sucked and licked until Kelly was satisfied.
 Kelly then 
mounted me, looking solely at my wife.  She rode up and down my shaft a
couple of 
times, just enough to soak my cock with her juices; then she had my wife
lick me clean 
again.  And she did it again.  And again.  She kept doing it, enforcing
her power over my 
wife.  But not only over my wife..it enforced in my mind that I was a
tool, just a toy for 
Kelly to use; an object to use to humiliate my wife.
	Then she told my wife to suck me off.  "You have three minutes. 
If you can get 
him to cum, you will swallow every ounce of it.  If not, then *I* will
fuck him, and he 
will cum in my cunt.  That will mean that you need to work on your cock
sucking skills, 
if you can't bring off your own husband.  You have three minutes...Go."
	Angela began sucking on me like she never had.  But Kelly leaned
down next to 
me and began talking to me, distracting me.  Nothing sexual in her
conversation at all; 
just talking about the weather, about things she wanted done to her yard
and house, about 
where she live before she moved here.  It was enough to distract me, and I
was unable to 
cum in my wife's mouth.
	"Stop." she commanded my wife. "You're just not good enough.  Men
love to 
have their cocks sucked, and most would cum in a woman's mouth
immediately."  My 
wife stepped off the bed and stood there, eyes downcast.  "Now watch as
your husband 
cums in my cunt."
	She mounted me seductively, her body lithe and moving like a
serpent.  She 
fucked me slowly at first, whispering nasty things.  She began telling me
how she fucked 
my wife, how she had big plans for her.  Then she started telling me about
the plans she 
had for the both of us....a "slave couple" she called us.  How difficult
it was to find a true 
slave couple, and she had us now.  She leaned in close to me, mashing her
perfect breasts 
to my chest. "I know how submissive men can be; you've got fantasies that
are buried 
deep.  I'm going to bring them out, just like I've brought them out of
your wife.  You want 
me to do that, don't you Michael?  You want to submit to me.  Look at you
now; you're 
tied to your headboard..you wanted that, or it wouldn't have happened. 
I'm fucking you 
in front of your wife.  All you have to do is let it go.  Just let go, and
it'll all be over.  I'll 
own you.  It's what you want, isn't it?  Tell me Michael. Say yes."
	The intensity in my gut was too much..."Yes." I answered.
	"Yes, you want me to own you."
	"Yes, I want you to own me."
	"Do you give yourself to me?"
	"Yes."
	"Say it!"
	"I give myself....to.....you!" I grunted out the last part,
cumming hard inside her.
	She fucked me slowly and softly as I came down from the high, then
she pulled 
off and sat on the edge of the bed.  "Suck me." she commanded my wife. 
"That's right, 
lick your husband's gift out of me.  I own him now, just like I own you."
	While my wife knelt down, Kelly turned to me.  "The rules apply to
you now too.  
I own you completely.  You will address me as Mistress, and obey every
command I 
give, without question.  Is that understood?"
	"Yes, Mistress." I was exhausted, and would have agreed to
anything.
	She looked back down at my wife.  "That's right, get it all.  Lick
my ass, 
too...mmmmm, yes, that's good.  Enough now." She stood up.  "Now, slut,
lick your 
husband clean again, then release him.  I'm going to leave for now, but I
want you both 
ready for me this evening.  Plan a little party for me tonight; make sure
you have plenty 
of beverages and snacks for me.  I want to have a little pool party this
evening, do you 
understand?"
	"Yes, Mistress." my humbled wife replied.
	"Yes, Mistress." I echoed.


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Subject: Serving the Neighbors, Part 2 (hum, hus+wif)
Date: 19 May 1997 13:38:28 GMT
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Serving the Neighbors, Part 2

	My wife cleaned my cock with her tongue and then 
released me from the cuffs.  I was spent, and just lay 
there, not knowing what to say. Angela was strangely 
calm....she went to her dresser and put a bikini top on.
	"Mike, I'll put a list together of things you need to 
pick up for tonight."
	"Ange?"
	She turned and looked at me, her face unreadable.
	"Are you OK? I mean, with all of this?"
	"We don't have a choice now, Mike." she turned and left 
the room.
	What was she talking about?  We had a choice. But the 
more I thought about it, the more I realized she was 
right...we'd gone too far.  We would now have to play this 
out to the end, and hope that we could remain happy as a 
couple.
	
	Kelly walked over around 8:00 that evening.  She came 
straight over to the backyard, and settled onto a lawn 
chair.  My wife and I had been in the kitchen, preparing a 
tray of sandwiches when we noticed Kelly.  Angela grabbed my 
hand and said "She's here..let's go."
	Kelly ignored us for a moment, staring out over the 
pool as we stood beside her.
	"I've been here for several minutes.  Where have you 
been?" her voice was calm and even.
	"I'm sorry Mistress." my wife responded.  "We were 
still preparing some food for you, and didn't notice you 
were here."
	Kelly let out a breath, a sigh.  "Well, Angela, go get 
me one of your wine coolers. And, Angela, when you come 
back, I want you in your white bikini."
	As my wife left, Kelly turned her attention to me. 
"Michael." she said with a smirk.  "You, I want naked.  
Undress for me right now."
	My cock hardened immediately.  Although our back yard 
is invisible to other houses, the thought of being naked 
outside made my face flush.  But I complied.
	"Kneel beside me, slave." I knelt down, and she pulled 
some handcuffs from her purse. My ankle was cuffed to her 
lawn chair.
	At that point Greg, Kelly's husband showed up.  My face 
burned with shame when I heard his chuckling.  My hands 
covered my now shrinking cock, and I looked down, thoroughly 
humiliated.
	"I see you wasted no time with our neighbors, 
beautiful." He leaned over and kissed his wife.  
	My wife came out then with a wine cooler, stopping only 
for a second as she recognized the newcomer.
	"Hello Angela!" his voice boomed. 
	I looked up at her, and saw that her face was red too, 
especially after noticing my naked and kneeling form.  "hi 
Greg." she murmured out softly.
	"Angela, although my husband is not into my games as 
much as I am, you will still treat him with respect. 'Hello 
*Sir*' would be the appropriate response.
	"Hello Sir." she responded.  "Could I bring you out 
some refreshments?"  She handed the wine cooler to Kelly.
	Greg settled into a chair beside his wife.  "Yes, I'd 
like a beer, thank you."
	"And Angela, take your husband's clothes into the house 
when you go." Kelly added.
	My cock was quite limp now, and I kept my head lowered 
as my neighbors engaged in conversation.
	"So, darling, what do you think?  I had her wear the 
white bikini that you've drooled over."
	"Damn, Kell...she looks fantastic.  I can't believe you 
tamed them so quickly."
	Kelly laughed.  "They were a piece of cake.  And wait 
'til you taste Angela...she's as sweet as honey."
	As I listened, my cock stirred.  The way they talked 
about my wife was so dirty, and the thought of another man 
"tasting" my wife should have made me angry.  But in the 
position I was in, it seemed to fan my sexual desire.
	Angela was back out, handing my neighbor a beer.  
"Would you like anything else Sir?"
	He laughed and looked over at Kelly. "Yes, I want 
plenty.  But right at the moment, why don't we take a dip in 
the pool together."  He stood and removed his shirt; his 
trunks were already on, so he took her by the hand and led 
her into the water.
	Kelly just sat there, sipping her cooler; I had no 
choice but to remain kneeling, watching another man play in 
the water with my wife.  Angela loosened up quickly as they 
splashed around; they were laughing and talking, sometimes 
whispering closely.  During a close whispered conversation, 
her top was removed..Greg held the top up for us to see, 
then dropped it.  Soon her panties were also discarded, and 
the two were locked in a kissing passion.  I could see his 
hands roaming my wife's breasts, and I could see her mouth 
open in passion as he reached between her legs.
	Kelly broke me out of my trance. "Look at your cock, 
Michael.  This turns you on."
	I looked down, tried to deny it verbally. "no."
	"Well, you really can't deny it.  You can't deny that 
you long to serve me, you can't deny that you've already 
started down that path.  You had a choice, Michael, and you 
gave up that choice to me.  You AND your wife belong to me 
now.  I own you, and it's all sexual control."
	Greg was now on the side of the pool, legs in the 
water.  My wife, still in the water, was now giving him 
head, and they were positioned so that I had a clear view of 
it.  She was taking her time, slowly moving her lips up and 
down his hard shaft.  He was speaking to her softly, perhaps 
giving her instructions.  Her mouth moved down, lips kissing 
his hairy balls, tongue licking his entire genital area.
 	Kelly continued speaking to me, describing the scene we 
were watching in detail.  "Look at that slut.  Look at how 
she licks his cock, tasting every detail.  You know she 
loves it, loves tasting another man.  He's taking your wife, 
defiling her mouth, using her as a slut, a whore."
	Suddenly Greg's passion was building up, he grabbed the 
sides of my wife's head, and began pumping into her faster 
and faster.  And then it happened...as I watched, he 
climaxed, sending his seed into her mouth.  I could see her 
throat contract as she swallowed, sucking his cock for all 
the cum she could get.  As he came down from the climax, she 
kept his cock in her mouth, slowly moving her head from side 
to side, her arms around his waist, caressing his bare hips.
	"Isn't that beautiful, Michael?  Your slutty wife 
worshipping my man?"
	I was messed up.  My head was spinning, and I feared I 
was going to break down and cry like a child.  As my head 
lowered, I saw my cock; it was still rock hard, actually 
throbbing with desire.  "What have you done to us?" 	
	My wife was in front of me then, and apparently she'd 
heard my feeble question.  Her hand cupped my chin, lifting 
my face to hers.  I could see some of Greg's cum on her 
cheek and chin; she'd left it there for me to see.  "They've 
taken us, Mike.  They've taken us over, made us their own."  
She leaned down and kissed me, deeply, opening my mouth with 
her tongue.  I could taste semen, another man's defiling of 
my wife.  She continued to french me, sloppily moving her 
face around so that I ended up licking her face clean.
	She was pulled away from me then by Greg.  "Enough of 
that.  Now I'm in the mood to really enjoy your cunt." he 
said. "Michael, I'm going to take your slutty wife up to 
your bed and fuck her now."
	I was speechless, totally humiliated. Looking up, I saw 
my naked wife standing beside my neighbor, his hand gripping 
her arm in his fist.  She looked so small and defenseless 
next to him, but I could do nothing but kneel there before 
them.
	"Don't you have something to say to them Michael?" 
Kelly prodded me further.  "Say something, slave."
	"no..I..don't know...what to say."
	"Tell my husband to enjoy your wife."
	My head dropped. "Please..enjoy.."
	"NO. Look at him when you speak."
	I looked up into his smirking face. "Enjoy my 
wife..Sir."
	"Well, thank you neighbor.  I intend to.  In fact, she 
will have a hard time walking tomorrow.  With every step she 
takes, she'll be reminded of how I fucked her."  With that, 
he turned and led my wife into the house and up to our 
bedroom.
	Despite my raging hard-on, my eyes filled with tears 
and threatened to roll down my face.
	Kelly laughed.  "Don't even think of being upset, 
slave. He's taking her in the same bed that I took you, 
remember?" She stood up and released my ankle from the cuff. 
"I think it's time we worked on your submissiveness now, 
slave.  Follow me."
	She headed off toward the back of her house, entering 
through the walk out basement.  Naked, I followed her, my 
emotions crumbling to dust.