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Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors

By: Thadsgood



{Standard disclaimer. This is a slut wife story. There is no category on literotica for it and editors tend to place stories where they want them, often over the writer's choice. This story is about spouses who have sex with others outside of marriage. If you absolutely detest that sort of thing, don't read it. If you insist on reading it anyway after being warned and feel the need to spew your anger over it, then your opinion has no value. Do what normal people to, click off of it and move onto something you like. If you are one of those people who absolutely dig this subject matter, enjoy!}



On nights like this I feel like a kid with a new video game. My wife is preparing herself for another spontaneous erotic adventure. I know that I'll get her best when it's over. It always ends this way, us together. It is basically foreplay for us. When we are with anyone else, it's just the build up, but when back together it's the main event. Meaghan is a hottie. Biased I know, but truly, she is. She's 36 years old. She's of Irish descent. She has that smooth, soft, almost porcelain skin. She's a strawberry blonde (natural). Her tits are full and perky, her cleavage leaves men drooling. Her ass is tight, but round and full. She's got the eyes of an angel, they are an intoxicating mix of bluish green. She's also outwardly classy but shy. Most people don't know the tiger that lies beneath. She has told me all about her promiscuous past and I love every moment of experience that it gave her.

She is actually quite adventurous and willing to experiment with most things, not just sex. She's also naturally submissive when it comes to sex. She likes being told what to do and then have to do it. She says it helps free her from feeling guilty about it. It helps her rationalize how she can be such a dirty girl. She thanks her ex-husband for bringing that part of her nature out of her. He was naturally dominant. She submitted to his whims and perversions and she gained a decade or so of incredible experience, which now benefits me. He was great in the bedroom, terrible everywhere else. She calls him her "perverted douche bag ex", though the "pervert" part is said with a smile and a glint in her eye.

I'm Sean, I'm 48. I have had my share of women, ok, perhaps a lot more than my share. I'm an ex-professional athlete. Women came to me, more often than me to them. I never married before this, probably wisely. Meaghan and I have a bond. We see each other as we are, we don't need to hide behind a façade. We both love sex and accept our pasts as wonderful experience we can use to make us both happy.

This is where I have to say that one of the things we both enjoy is when there is sex outside of our marriage. Yes, it has happened both ways. I've had other women, she's had other men (and a woman too, that's a whole 'nother story). Why did we marry then? We fought it, for awhile at least. We didn't feel the need to be traditional. No one pressured us. One day, we just realized that we were it. We were going to be together for the long haul. Funny thing was, we both had the same caveat before we agreed to marry. She actually rejected me at first, said no. When I asked why, she bashfully admitted to me that she wanted things to stay as they were. When pressed, she admitted that the thing she was concerned about was that we both would then be forced to close off other people. She was concerned about the same thing I was! We both readily admitted we like our arrangement and wanted it to continue. Only after promising each other that that part wouldn't change did we agree to marry. It might not work for most people but it works for us, it really works for us. We're both ecstatic about how things have turned out.

Spontaneity seems to be the best for us. We don't like to plan most sexual things, we just like them to happen. Today is a great example. We hosted a small cocktail party at our house. There were a dozen people or so, mostly neighbors and a few friends. Meaghan was a knockout. She had on a very sheer blouse that opened generously on top. She loves showing off her breasts as much as I love her to do it. Her cleavage was on display. I always notice the looks men give her when they think I'm not looking. We both dig that. I noticed Meaghan talking to Tom, a neighbor from down the street. I could tell he was a bit tipsy. He was being flirty, probably more overtly than he realized. I'm sure alcohol was making her feel better too, for her it's an aphrodisiac. I caught Meaghan's eye as he danced with her. She gave me that seductive smile to let me know she knew I was watching her. She's never done anything with any of our friends, or our neighbors. In fact, we've always talked about things beforehand so that we are on the same page. For example, she's called me from the bar before she decided to let some guy take her home to make sure things were ok. I knew if she had something in mind for tonight, she'd let me know.

Most of the guests were outside on the patio, hanging out by the pool, which was now covered due to the season. It was starting to get that late fall chill in the air. Meaghan came out to me. She was grinning.

"Did you see Tom hitting on me?" She giggled.

"Of course," I laughed, "how could I not?"

"He wants to get in your wife's tiny panties," she whispered jokingly.

"He does? Of course he does, who doesn't?" I chuckled. "Did he try anything?"

"No, silly," she smirked. "They are all too afraid of you, Mr. big time athlete. They don't want to get their ass kicked."

I laughed again. "Little do they know how we might like it. Though, I have to admit, it would make me mad if one of my friends or neighbors tried anything right under my nose. You know me, I love the kink, but I hate the liars and schemers."

"I know, baby, he wasn't trying to persuade me or anything, I can just tell he wants me," she purred confidently.

"I'm sure he does. You know who really wants you?" I asked.

"Who?" She asked with interest.

"Jared, Tom's son."

"Ew!" She said as she playfully punched my arm.

"He wanted to come tonight," I said. "His dad didn't want him to but I know he wanted to see you all dressed up like this. You know he's wanted you since he saw your tits," I chided.

Jared was 19. He was back home from an aborted attempt at college. He often came over to use our pool with his friends. He even helps us around the house with lawn chores. Being 19, he really can't hide the fact that he ogles Meaghan openly. Youth tend to lack guile. I've watched him ogle her laying by the pool in just her bikini as he mowed the lawn. I've seen him have to adjust himself after watching her for awhile. He's a nice enough kid. He's polite to me, though Meaghan says that's only because he looks up to me. Jared is also an athlete, though undisciplined and often lazy. He does have natural ability, though. He could be good, he just needs to apply himself. Surprising to me also is that Meaghan says he's quite mouthy and cocky. Again, she says he's just afraid to be that way with me. I have to laugh when I think of this but, I think he's a lot like I was, though I applied myself earlier and matured quicker, especially when I got to college.

"I can't believe you'd bring that up!" She hissed playfully.

She'd been in her pool lounger with her top untied and Jared had just started the mower up near her and she jumped up in alarm. He saw her tits spring free in that brief moment before she covered them up and came in the house red faced.

"He wants more than your tits though, baby," I grinned. 

We love teasing each other about things, most often it means nothing, or leads to nothing specific. It just helps us get charged up for each other later.

"I know," she said in a shy whisper, her face now lowered. "He really does. All his friends do, too."

I recognized that look. She was actually getting turned on. Its almost as if she was waiting for further instruction. It's like a signal to me. I realized there was going to be some fun, and soon.

I looked over my shoulder. Tom was staring at us from behind the sliding glass doors, he quickly looked away when he saw me look in his direction.

"Bastard," I thought. "If you weren't such a sneaky weasel you might have had your world rocked."

"Your friend is waiting for you," I joked, while motioning towards him.

"Oh, he's ok," she said with a slight slur. "I think his cock is more than ok, too, from what I can feel poking against me when we dance."

She looked up into my eyes intently. "So....do you want me to...?" She shyly began to ask.

"With him? Naw," I said. I think it surprised her.

"Ok," she said softly with a hint of disappointment. 

She clearly was in the mood for something. I just wasn't in the mood for it to be Tom at that moment. Like I said, if he'd been different, more upfront about it, or at least cooler, I'd have considered it. It just looked like he wanted it, but behind my back. I just couldn't abide by that. If it is my idea, or Meaghan's, fine, if it is his, then no.

She stuck out her lip in a pout, though playfully, and went back inside. I stared at the pool. The episode with Jared and her tits made me smile. I thought of all the times I caught him looking, hell, leering at her. I turned to see her and Tom engaged in more flirty conversation. She saw me looking and she stuck out her tongue at me as if to said "Spoil sport!"

I had an idea. She was clearly in the mood and I was clearly ready to adjust her bratty attitude (even though admittedly I love every minute of it). This would be something I'm sure we'd both enjoy.

The drinks flowed and a few people started to leave. I made sure Tom stayed though. I wanted him close to me for this. I made Meaghan keep filling his glass with wine and encouraged her to "give him a nice show," which she didn't understand, since she knew I didn't want her to end up with him. I told her to trust me. I looked down the street to the end. Jared was shooting hoops in his driveway. Perfect! 

I called Meaghan in to the kitchen. She was so fucking hot. Her tits were swelling up over her lacy black bra. She had on stockings and black high heels. I knew she had the matching panties on underneath. She was now buzzed. I recognized it as the perfect state of drunkenness for her. Drunk enough to lower inhibitions, not too drunk to enjoy it.

"Change your mind about Tom yet?" She asked with an evil sexy smile.

I had to laugh. "That's not the cock you'll be getting tonight."

"No?" she asked. "But you do have someone in mind, right?"

"Yes," I smiled. "Remember though, this is mostly because of your attitude."

"What is?" She asked with concern. There was a sexual tension in the air, we both could feel it. We both love it.

"What I'm going to have you do," I answered with mock coldness. As I've mentioned, she likes me being in control, telling her what to do, making her do it. I could see the lust building in her as she watched me lay it out for her.

"First, we really need to hurry, I'm not sure our opportunity will last long."

"Ok?" she said with hesitation.

My mind raced with ideas, one came to the forefront. "Go upstairs, take off everything except the stockings, shoes and panties." I could see her gulp. Her face started to heat up, she was into it. "Then, get out your fake fur coat."

She has a knee length faux fur coat that's elegant and beautiful. It would be perfect for what I had in mind. I pictured it in my mind. She in her heels, panties and stockings, covered only in the fur coat. Yes, it made me hard thinking about it.

"Then what?" She squeaked demurely. She was falling easily into her submissive role now.

"Then come downstairs the back way and meet me around the side of the house." There was a back staircase and she could slip out of the party without being noticed (hopefully).

She nearly bounded upstairs. I could feel the heat of her excitement. Five minutes later I excused myself with the excuse of using the restroom and moved outside. I met her at the side of the house. She was panting, both from the exertion and lust.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked. Her eyes were sharp and alive, her lip was quivering.

"Remember, this is punishment for your bratty attitude earlier," I chided.

She nodded shyly. "Yes, sir."

It makes me shudder to hear her say those words. I know she's now totally into the game and that it will eventually lead to orgasmic bliss for both of us at some point (or multi-orgasmic bliss, for her usually).

"Ok, because you are such a slut who can't seem to avoid wanting a stiff cock I think I've got a potential one for you."

"Who?" She giggled nervously. 

I pointed down the street. We could both see Jared in the driveway.

"Him!? She stuttered. "Are you serious?"

I eyed her intently. "I am serious," I said sternly. "Are you questioning me?"

"Um, no, no sir, it's just that...." she sputtered nervously. "First, he looks up to you too much to try anything, he's always been forward about commenting on my body and all but he's never actually tried anything. Actually, all his friends are like that.

"What comments did he make about your body?" I asked, it was the first time I'd heard of it.

"Oh, he'd never say them in front of you, but, things like, "you really have a nice rack, Mrs. M. Or, "your butt looks fantastic in that bikini."

Wow, I'd never known. He was like a horny Eddie Haskell. Why she kept that from me I don't know but I liked that I could use that against her now. She realized that almost immediately after. Her eyes lowered submissively and she said, "sorry I didn't tell you."

"Ok, well for sure now you need to have that attitude adjusted. I had something simpler in mind but now I think I'll add some details to it, just for that reason."

We both knew she got off on the humiliation of it, it was part of the game.

"So hurry, I want you to walk down the street, go right up to Jared."

She was listening intently, trying to absorb it all as the lust built in both of us. 

"Take him inside, if that's possible, if not I guess what's the big deal if the slut does her business in public." I knew that shot would get her deeply. I know she has a weak spot for public sex, it drives her wild, even though I knew she'd be reluctant to do it in our own neighborhood, unless I demanded it.

"Ok?" she moaned softly.

"Then, when you are ready, drop the coat, present yourself to him like that. I was just going to have you suck him off, but because of your attitude I think I'd like a couple more things."

"Oh god," she choked out. "What?" She asked, her excitement evident.

"First, I know how he's ogled you now for a couple years and never been able to touch. Because of your brattiness I think he should be able to touch you. So that's rule number #1, once your coat is off he can touch you as he pleases."

She groaned at hearing that. She knew what it meant. He can touch her, anywhere, everywhere. We get off on having rules like that to follow. She never fails to follow them completely.

"Oh god, Sean," she whined. "He is going to paw me. He'll touch everything," she said as she considered it for the first time.

"I think he will," I grinned cruelly. "Second, you are going to suck him off, of course."

Her face reddened at the statement but her head nodded meekly.

"But," I added, "just your mouth." It was a touch she recognized. She knew what I meant. When I tell her "just your mouth," she has to bring me off using only her mouth, no hands allowed. I think it makes her focus more on what she's doing with her mouth and tongue as well as helping stoke the fires of her own submissiveness.

Her eyes looked at me imploringly. "Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure," I snapped. "In fact, when you are on your knees sucking that 19 year old off I want you to put your hands behind your back and hold them that way until he's finished filling your mouth with his cum. And you'd better take all of his cum, understand me?" I asked gruffly as I pulled her chin up to force her to look me in the eyes.

"Yes sir," she said as a tear formed in her eye. It was part of her nature to have the two parts of her fighting over who the winner would be, her "logical" self, or the submissive one. We both knew who would win.

"What if he doesn't want to?" She asked with concern. "What if he won't do it because he's afraid of you?"

"I don't believe any man is going to deny you, especially how you'll be presented to him, but, it's your job to convince him."

"What if he wants more? What if he wants to fuck me?" She said, she quivered as the thought washed over her. 

I hadn't thought past the blowjob, in fact, I figured him being so young, the whole thing would be over in ten minutes. Still I wanted something to needle her, it drives her wild, makes her get off so much better later so I added something.

"You suck him off as I wish," I said. "After you've swallowed his cum I want you to give him 15 minutes. Don't tell him this, but, he's got 15 minutes where you can't say no to him. So, god bless him if after he's cum in your slut mouth he can do anything else he wishes."

I heard her gasp. "So I've got his cum in my mouth and I still have to wait and hang around him for 15 minutes?"

"Yep," I said smugly.

"And I don't have to tell him that I can't say no?"

"No," I said. "But, the coat stays off the whole time, I'd guess most of that remaining time he's going to have his hands on, and in you."

I saw her breasts heave as she sighed, she was now filled with so much sexual tension.

"Now hurry, I don't want Tom going home and catching you two, I'll have to keep him busy, GO!" I said as I swatted her on the butt. I only watched for a moment as she sashayed down the street.

I hurried back to the party. I was able to catch Tom at the door, thank goodness. I think he actually was looking for Meaghan. The small group remaining went downstairs and played pool. Tom kept asking about Meaghan. I lied and told him she went down to the store to get more wine. I texted her and told her that when she showed back up she needed to have a bottle of wine in her hand. I was just buying her time. The more I looked at Tom, the more we talked, joked, kidded, the more I realized he was just a man. How could he help it? Meaghan is gorgeous. I heard her come back in the back way. It had been about 45 minutes.

About fifteen minutes later she reappeared with a bottle of wine, as ordered. Her face was flush, her cheeks were a bit rosy. I could see she'd freshened up some before showing up but she couldn't hide that sexual glow she had from me. I could almost smell it, I wondered if anyone else could, She made a beeline over to me.

"You fucker," she hissed seductively. She kissed me deeply. I could taste him on her. "Serves you right," she giggled when she saw me recognizing the taste of his cum on her.

"You are awesome," I whispered.

"Yeah, that's what Jared said too," she chuckled. She reached down and slyly traced her finger up my cock which was straining to get out of my pants. "Tut tut," she teased, "you'll just have to wait until later."

I groaned. I wanted to take her then, hard. She went back to being the good party hostess. I saw her avoiding Tom, obviously for me. I told her it was ok. I said we "were cool." She smiled.

"Wow, father and son in the same night? I've never done that!"

"Such a little minx," I muttered. I shook my head.

She saw that I hadn't considered that yet. "Probably a good idea," she purred. "I've got to take care of you, plus, I'm now a little sore, if you know what I mean."

She knew how to play the game, now it was her turn to twist the knife. I followed her around and tried to get in kisses, feels, and find out as much as I could about what had happened. She deftly played me off. However, several times she flashed me her tits, which showed prominent red marks on them. He'd given her hickeys there. Other times she'd flip he skirt up and flash her ass, which had some deep red hand prints on them. I'd just groan.


Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 02



{This is still a story with sex outside of marriage, if that disgusts you, don't read it}

It was a very interesting morning following Meaghan's wild night before with our neighbor Tom and his son Jared. The details are in part one. Meaghan stumbled into the kitchen at about 9:30, which was about 2 hours past when she normally rose. She looked a hot mess. She was naked. I could see the bruises and hickeys she'd received were now turning to purple, especially the ones made from the hard spanking she got on her beautiful ass. Her hair was wildly askew, like she'd slept upside down. It was almost comical. She basically just grunted a soft, "morning" to me with a bashful smile. I think she was waiting to see what my reaction would be to what had happened.

For my part, I'd spent the last two hours sipping coffee while I recalled all the events from the previous night. We'd created a new boundary it seemed. Previously any of our extra marital exploits were outside our circle of friends, coworkers, neighbors etc. This was close. Very close. Tom and Jared live just three doors down from us. They both seemed like guys who wouldn't be shy about bragging about what they were able to do to Meaghan. Jared would, no doubt, because he was 19 years old. That's just what young guys do. Tom was a salesman, one of those "one upper" kind of guys. The ones whose lawn decorating is a competition. He would want to win, and or, at least brag about, what he'd done. I had a sinking feeling that his coworkers have already heard some, or all, of what had occurred the previous night.

Meaghan was no doubt pondering all this as well. After she made a beeline to the coffee and attacked it like a hungry vulture she sat down and looked at me with those incredibly soft and wonderful eyes.

"So...wow..." was all she could formulate at the time.

I smiled at her. "Yeah...." I replied just as noncommittally.

Since this was new territory I think both of us were unsure about things. Previously we were good with each other about anything the other did. They were usually preplanned and much discussed beforehand. This, on the hand, seemed groundbreaking.

Finally Meaghan broke the uncomfortable silence. "Do you still love me?" She asked with a shy peep.

"Of course," I replied quickly. "Why wouldn't I love you?"

"I don't know," she replied softly. "This just seemed, you know, different. We seem to have veered into something new."

"Yes, I agree with that, but fuck, of course I love you. Do you love me?"

She giggled softly, "you said butt fuck," which caused us both to recall her ass pounding from Tom the night before. "Yes I love you, more than ever. I just wondered if I'd overstepped our arrangement."

"You didn't do a thing that I didn't make you do," I said. "You have no blame whatsoever. I sent you to Jared dressed like a slut. I let Tom pound that incredible ass. I'm the one who is sorry. I should never have pushed you like that without making sure you were with me on it, 100%." I waited for her reaction.

"So you are sorry with what we did?" She asked shyly.

"Yes, well no, well....I don't know...." I stammered. I still hadn't worked it all out in my head. I thought it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen, done, or been a part of, I still didn't know whether I should admit that to her yet.

She comforted me. "Sean, you are the most loving husband a woman could have. You made me do those things, of course you did. But, you only do them because you know what I like. You know what we both like. I'm not sorry I did those things for you, but if you are sorry I did them then I feel really bad and promise we don't have to do them again."

I looked at her with awe. "Honey, fuck, I didn't say I didn't like it..."

Her eyes widened with agreement. "I know, I'm so sore now....down there," she chuckled. "Didn't you see how I had to walk funny?"

"I did, I was worried you'd be mad at me, or regretful," I said.

"Well, you do deserve some punishment, for what you put me through," she grinned. "That punishment will start now, no pussy for you until I've recovered!"

I grinned sheepishly. "I know, I figured that. All this remembering is really making me horny again, if you can believe it."

She replied, "Oh, I believe it. If my pussy wasn't so sore and my clit so raw I'd probably have had to vibrate myself to a couple orgasms this morning. I'm still on fire thinking about what I've done....and....what I think I'm going to have to do still. Have you thought about that? Have you thought about what we said last night?"

Of course I remembered. I'd sent some of the pictures Jared took of Meaghan to him and his friends after she promised they could see her naked. There also was the fact that she'd agreed to let him have her again. There also was the issue with Tom, no doubt he'd want more. She'd promised him her mouth, pussy and ass and he has only taken one.

"I do," I groaned. "I've thought about it non-stop."

"So, what do you think?" She asked with interest. I could see the blood starting to fill her neck and face, she was starting to get excited.

We were approaching the crossroads. We could go any number of ways from here. I wanted to be sure before I stepped down the wrong path. 

"Meaghan, I love you with all my heart. Truthfully, and I mean absolutely truthfully, don't hold anything back. Don't spare my ego or anything, what exactly did you think about last night?"

She gulped another large sip of coffee while her eyes avoided me. She was thinking of how to say it.

"The truth?" She asked pleadingly.

"Nothing but," I said in seriousness.

She giggled again. "You seem focused on my butt this morning."

I thought, "Fuck, how could I not?"

"Ok," she said after taking a deep breath. "One word, incredible."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, really. Incredible. First, to have such a fucking wonderful husband who will allow both of us to fulfill our fantasies. Then, to have it done in such a creative way. You really are a genius at knowing how to get to the heart and soul of me. You knew what dressing me up like that would do. You knew how Jared would respond. You knew what I'd end up doing, and, you probably even guessed that I'd be required to do more in the future."

"So that really worked you up?" I smiled.

"Fuck yes," she hissed. "I'm wet thinking about it now. It was devious, him in particular, just some young punk who'd been ogling and wanting me. You, making me please him like that, in his garage...." she said, trailing off.

"Yes, the open garage. I know you like the threat of being caught having sex in public. It was your idea though, to keep the garage door open when you sucked him," I corrected her.

"Yes," she said in embarrassment. "But, I still blame you because I was caught up in the whole wickedness of it all, which you created."

"What about Tom?" I asked hesitatingly. This was what I was most concerned with. She really had her heart set on having sex with him so I allowed it, even if he wouldn't have been one of my choices. It was kind of an alpha male thing with him. Did she fancy him? Would she allow him to control her? I didn't really think she'd leave me for him, but, she really did tease me to distraction about it, with the clear intent on letting him have her.

"Again, incredible," she said, her face fully scarlet now. "I mean, fucking him at the party would've been fun. I know I was teasing him but mostly for you. I just was horny and I wondered if it was something you'd want if I got him worked up. But, to do it like you did it, to make me go back to that same house, barely dressed.....whew...." she stammered to a halt. 

"Just thinking about it is making me crazy. You knew me. You knew how much I wanted it after what we'd built up. You knew how embarrassing it would be for me to have to sneak back to that same house, where I'd just fucked and sucked his son. You knew how humiliating it was for me to show up on his door, like that. He had an "I knew you'd come," smirk on his face. And, at that moment, even though I felt like slapping him, I knew it wasn't my choice. I knew he'd have me that way, regardless. I had to accept that within minutes he'd have that nice, thick cock buried in my ass. THAT was humiliating...." she said softly, trailing off. "But you knew how much I'd get off on it. That's why I said, "Incredible."

"Wow," I said. It was incredible for me too. That's the hottest I've been, that I can remember."

"I could tell," she grinned. "So where do we go from here?"

I still had to be sure before choosing. "So, you were ok with it being Jared, such a young guy?"

She again avoided my gaze with bashfulness. She spoke softly. "I wasn't kidding when I said I loved it. It reminded me of all the young guys in college. They cum so much and get it up again so fast..." she said before halting, realizing she might be treading on my ego.

"So, you like that much cum?" I asked.

"God yes," she blurted out. "You know how much I like it, with young guys it's almost like I could swim in it." Suddenly she burped. Her face still crimson. "I can still taste him when I burp," she chuckled. "It's like he filled me up to the bottom of my throat."

"And you really liked that?" I said, just to hammer the point home.

"I did," she sighed, no doubt recalling the event. "You know me, I don't think any amount of cum is too much cum. 

"Where do you like it the most?" I asked.

"Gawd," she panted. There was no doubt the thought was getting to her. 

"I love it everywhere," she mused huskily. "But, nothing satisfies a slut like me like a stomach full, so yes, I guess I prefer most of it in me.

She then looked at me and asked, "what now? What do you think about all of this?"

"Well one, I think we are now going to have to deal with the new emotion of having people close to us knowing about us. I don't doubt the neighbors will all know," I said, judging her facial expression for reaction.

"I know," she sighed. "But is that so bad, really? What am I? I'm a slut. I like sex. You know it, I know it, so what if they know it. As long as it doesn't change us, I'm ok with it. It'll be embarrassing, sure, especially with Tom, and anyone he tells. But, as you know, I think the embarrassment just drives me to new heights."

"Yes, I see that," I said. "I'm still not beyond kicking someone's ass if they mouth off to me about it, or, if they treat you poorly."

She laughed. "Good, I wouldn't expect you to take shit, you are nobody's sissy."

"Speaking of that," I said. "Last night, when you were teasing me, basically taunting me with the thought that you were going to fuck Tom, one way or the other and there wasn't anything I could do about it...."

"Oh god," she said. "I wouldn't have done it, I was just playing the game, I was so worked up..."

"No, I'm not complaining," I said. "In fact, I think that cuckolding and that element always plays a part in it. I mean, people are fucking my wife. There's a built in humiliation factor there. I'm not some limp, small dicked guy who wishes to never fuck his own wife while she breeds interracial babies..." 

She nodded in agreement, "No honey, you have the biggest cock I've ever had, and the best, regardless of the size of anyone I'll have, I'm sure."

"But," I continued. "The way you teased me to get what you want. I liked it. It's like you are pushing your sluttiness in my face, making me deal with it, making me admit I liked it. I wouldn't mind more of that. I know how you like it when I make decisions for you, make you do all those slutty things. For my part, when you act like that, when you tease, taunt me with it, well, I guess it also frees me up to act accordingly. I guess it also releases me from some of the guilt of making you do all these perverted things. I want you to feel free to do it whatever way you enjoy as well, like you've allowed for me. Sometimes perhaps you need to follow through on your sexual threats, I think it will keep us both worked up."

"I'll make sure that happens, then," she smiled. "You know I only did that to work you up so you'd punish me later with some creative thing, which you did. If you promise to do that every time I push those buttons, then we have a deal."

"Ok, so we have to work out what exactly you owe Jared. We know what you owe Tom, he gets your mouth and your pussy still."

She fidgeted nervously. "There's also the thing with Jared's friends," she said as she tapped her foot unconsciously.

That was interesting. She was again trying to lead me there. She wanted something. She was leaving it up to me to decide what that was. I wanted anything like that to be a surprise for her. It always worked best for her when she didn't know exactly what it was she'd have to do.

"Well, I don't see that being necessary," I said in a reasoned bluff. "I sent them pictures of you naked. I think that technically that's all we owed them." 

I almost laughed out loud when I saw the disappointment creep across her face but I kept it from her.

"So, when you are ready and recuperated we'll talk about finishing off your obligations with Tom and Jared.

She nodded in agreement. I could tell she could barely wait to get started, even though her body would make her wait.

"God, I want to fuck you again so badly," I groaned. Talking about it had made my cock stir once again.

"And my coffee tasted great at first," she mewed, "when it was still mixed with Jared's cum that I was basically still burping up. Maybe we can both get what we want."

I looked at her with confusion. She made me stand up and open my robe. She took out my cock and started stroking it.

"You are still being punished, mister, you aren't getting any of this," she said in mock sternness, gesturing at her pussy, "but this is just for me."

She stroked my cock to fullness. The whole time she kept whispering in my ear how much she loved cock and how much she enjoyed sucking and fucking the neighbors while she stroked me. She was driving me crazy. I tried to caress and stroke her body but she playfully pushed me away each time.

"Show me," she hissed when I got near the breaking point. "Show me how much you get excited by your slutty wife. "Show me how hot you get when you think about new ways to make your slutty wife please guys."

I was bucking and moaning now. She could tell her talking was getting deep into my head.

"Hmm, maybe I should just go back down the street like this and fill my cup up with both of their loads of cum. I really don't need that much coffee," she giggled.

At that, I began to moan my impending explosion. That's it," she cooed. "Give it to me, you know how much I love cum, I crave it, I need it. Give it to me, I want it in me, whenever I can get it."

She could see I was ready, she grabbed her coffee cup as she milked me. With that I unloaded spurt after spurt into her cup, I couldn't believe how much I had built up, even after cumming so much the night before. She just taunted me as she stroked me down softly. "Yes, that's a good boy. So much nice cum. Not as much as Jared, of course, or the boys in college, but a lot of cum regardless." She gave me a playful smirk. I saw her go back to the coffee pot and refill her cup. She mixed its contents together. I saw her sip with a contented sigh. 

"She loves cum eh?" I thought to myself. I just had an inspiration for her next adventure.

True to her word she did make me wait for the pleasure of fucking her again. It had been a week. However, during that week we did plenty of teasing each other about what had happened and we basically stayed in a state of horniness. On Friday, she mentioned casually about how she needed to "unwind," "have some fun," "get happy," after a long, hard week of work. I knew what she meant, those were code words for her and I to do something sexual. She needn't have worried. I was in such a constant state of arousal that I'd done almost nothing at work that week while I thought about what was next for her. She did manage to avoid Tom and Jared that week, though I caught Jared hanging around the front of our house when I got home a couple times, he was no doubt trying to catch Meaghan outside and "collect" on her promise. He hustled off when he saw me, barely saying hi and bye. I had to smile. 

On Friday I have an early day and was home before her. I saw Jared again outside on our sidewalk. He was bouncing his basketball. I already had hoped for this.

"Hey Jared!" I called out to him. He had a shocked look on his face. I knew I wasn't the one he was hoping to see. I called him over. I told him about how the bushes in the back were getting out of control again and asked him if he could come over the next day to trim them for us. I figured he'd jump at any chance to catch sight of Meaghan. I was right. He agreed immediately. Then, to complete my plan I said, "if you want, ask Tony and Adam to help. They seem like good workers. I'm sure I could find plenty for them to do, too."

"Sure!" He said with glee, "they'd be glad to come over." 

He didn't know that I knew exactly what he meant when he said that. As I've said before, they totally get off on see my Meaghan in various states of undress. I wasn't sure that it would be warm enough for her to use the pool, though, it was still chilly for early fall. I knew I'd have to work that part out. I knew she owed Jared her pussy again, that I knew I could make happen, the rest would be a surprise for Meaghan, but I wanted it to go off like I wanted it, not turn into an uncontrolled or unsupervised gang bang. That wasn't going to happen. I'd make sure of that. I had a better plan, a more creative plan, at least in my mind. It all went back to her constantly admitting how she loved her younger cocks and their cum. We both like making her eat her words, this time, perhaps almost literally.

Meaghan was somewhat surprised when I rejected her advances for a Friday night fuck. We both knew it was transparent though, we both knew I had something planned for her. I could sense her excitement. All week she'd asked about Jared and Tom and wondered if I'd thought of how she had to fulfill her obligations to them. I always told her she'd have to wait and see. She'd give me a sexy pout and walk off in a cute huff.

On Saturday morning I told her to shower and "be ready." She didn't know, "for what" but she bounced off to the bathroom giddily. When she returned to the kitchen she was completely nude. Her hair was dried and styled, her body emanated the sweet perfume I'd gotten her. Her toenails were painted a cute pink and she'd even dabbed her nipples with a touch of lip balm, apparently, some kinds of the balm have that penetrating, invigorating feeling when applied, kind of like IcyHot or BenGay. She says it makes her nipples more sensitive and makes her focus on them more. I don't question it, I just enjoy it.

I saw her and said, "wow!"

"You like?" She smiled wickedly.

"Very much," I said appreciatively. "I think I won't be the only one that approves."

"Oh?" She asked quickly. "Who else might?"

"Tut, tut, my dear. You just do as you are told."

"Yes, sir," she said submissively, but with a defiant smirk. We both knew she'd love whatever was going to happen, if done right.

I knew Jared would be here any moment. I still wasn't sure about his friends. I would just have to go with the flow. She was standing there nude, waiting for instructions. I told her to go upstairs and get on her daisy duke shorts and her State U top. She blushed. The daisy dukes are just her shorts that she cut way too short, her ass peeks out of the bottom very invitingly. The top, which she also cut, barely can cover the bottom of her tits when pulled down all the way. Her toned tummy and ribcage are completely bare. When she has this top on, any movement of her arms exposes part of her tits, if she lifts them over her head, the top can get pulled up all the way to over her nipples, basically exposing all of her. She only wears it around the house. Now, paired with the shorts, there would be a nice show for our visitor, or visitors.




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 02



She hustled off. She still had no idea what was about to happen. Jared showed up. I took him to the backyard and explained everything that needed to be done. I made it sound detailed and difficult, but I knew that he could knock it off in an hour or less, especially if he had help. I wanted him to think that I thought it would take a few hours. I told him that I had to run to work for awhile and take care of some things and if he had any questions to ask Meaghan. I saw his eyes light up unintentionally at the mention of her name. Then, with some trepidation, I asked if his friends were coming.

"Oh yeah, they should be here in a minute," he said with a bit of impatience. I noticed the cockiness he had in him. It was becoming more evident. He was basically trying to get me out of there as soon as possible. He was just trying to run off the old man so he could get to his prize. I had to smile to myself. How could you blame him? He was going to have the best, again. 

I made him think I left. I drove around the block and parked at the strip mall, then walked back home. I made my way into the side entrance and upstairs. I expected Meaghan to be waiting for me. I thought she'd want more instructions. She didn't wait for me. Perhaps she thought I'd left her as well to her own wiles. I didn't mind that, I'd see what happened first, then decide if I needed to guide it in any way so that it'd end up as I wished.

Meaghan was talking to Jared. He had the pruning shears in his hands. He had already taken care of one of the bushes. He no doubt planned to knock the job off as quickly as possible. Meaghan looked delicious. She was sitting on the lounge chair, talking to him casually. The top was barely doing its job of covering the soft flesh of her tits, I looked for any movement where she might "accidentally" expose herself to him. He was looking too, intently. His eyes barely left her as he worked himself into a sweat.

Meaghan had propped one leg up. "My god," I thought to myself. "He must have quite the view of the outline of her pussy, hell, he might even be able to see some of her lips sticking out the side of her short shorts.

I carefully opened the window so as to not be heard. I wanted to hear them. Just then Jared's friends arrived. Meaghan was completely taken aback. She hadn't expected this, especially after I soft played the chance of his friends seeing anything. His friends took notice of her immediately. I also noticed that besides Tony and Adam, they'd also brought along Tony's brother Benji. They were nearly twins. I think they were only 11 months or so apart. I hadn't counted on this but I would have to adjust on the fly. They spent a good ten minutes circled around her, almost blocking her, as she re-explained to them what we wanted done. I knew Jared could've told them. I also knew they wanted to be as close to this fine woman as possible, perchance they'd see anything. I thought it was very likely all of them had seen the pictures I'd sent as well as heard the whole story behind it, perhaps even an embellished version of the story.

I could tell Meaghan was nervous. We've had threesomes before, but not in our time together had she had more. I think she thought she was going to be gang raped or something. I heard her make an excuse to come inside and get them some drinks. I saw them reluctantly part and let her by. She had to turn sideways to get between Tony and Benji, her top rubbed against Benji's shoulder and also probably pushed the material to the side. If so, the bottom of her tits were exposed for a second. I hustled downstairs, but still was careful not to let the guys see me. I startled Meaghan. 

"Oh god, I thought you'd left," she said, her eyes wide with angst, yet something else as well. I think we both knew what that was.

"No, I just wanted them to think I'd left, so that they could act like they normally would around you. Remember you told me how they said crude things to you, about you, about your hot body? I wanted to see them in their natural state."

"Gawd," she panted. "I wasn't sure that right then, that I'd get devoured on the spot."

"Yes, that looked like a possibility. Don't worry, though. I'm right here, you are not getting gang banged today," I reassured her.

I wasn't sure if a whimper escaped her lips in regret or not, but I didn't press it. "Listen, go back outside and do what you know you love to do. Tease them, work them up."

"Oh man, honey," she said. "It took all of ten seconds to work them up, did you see the look in their eyes? Well, maybe you didn't, but they are worked up already, I can assure you. I'll bet they've passed the pictures and stories of me back and forth all week."

"Yes, I guessed that too. Go back outside and enjoy yourself. This is going to be another one of those things you'll always remember, I promise you. I have an idea, a good one, I think. You'll enjoy it. If things start to get out of hand just yell, I'll be watching. You aren't fucking them all today, don't worry. If things start to go the wrong way just tell Jared that I would be home earlier than expected, he's their leader, I think his fear of me is strong enough to control it."

"Ok honey," she said, her eyes wide with excitement. "I feel so exposed like this, I can barely move or else they'll see....well....me," she said with an embarrassed smile.

"Right," I said, now unleashing part one of the plan. "Remember how you promised Jared you'd let his friends see you? Well, that's the first part, they are going to see you. Do it in "accidental ways" of course at first. But I want to make it clear, before they get done with the bushes they should have all seen your tits by then. That means, over the nipple, got it?"

"God," she panted with growing desire. "Got it, sir."

I basically shoved her back towards the patio door. She sashayed outside with a new confidence and feeling of safety. I went back upstairs.

As the boys worked I saw sometimes one, then two of them approach her and chat for a few minutes before they'd reluctantly walk off, only to reapproach later. I noticed she was much more free now. She no longer had to worry about her safety, this made her teasing much easier. Each time they'd be near she'd smile and lift her arm up as if to cover her eyes from the sun. She and I both knew what that meant, though, by lifting her arm the top would ride up over one of her tits, nearly to the nipple. I saw all the boys get a good look each time.

Naturally, Jared, the cocky one, tried to push it further. I heard him pull her aside, right under our window, to have a "private chat." I didn't hear what they were talking about for a minute, until they moved closer to the house.

"Listen, we both know you like to, why not do it? We're all adults here," he reasoned.

"Some of you, barely," she snickered. "How old is Benji, anyway?"

"Just turned 18," he said without realizing its implication. She was age checking, just in case. "You weren't complaining about my youthfulness the other night, were you?" He said cockily. "When you were swallowing my cum or begging me to put my cock inside your pussy, deeper, deeper?"

I could feel her blush. "No," she squeaked meekly.

I think he felt he had a hold over her. It was her promise that he could have her "anytime." I think he felt like he could hold that over her, like blackmail, so she'd do what he asked. I liked the idea, I wanted to see it play out some more.

"So, why are you suddenly so shy?" He snipped. "You know I'm going to tap that pussy again, right? You said so yourself. Today, I'm going to fuck that thing raw, you know that, right? " he growled in her ear.

"Yesss," she said with a sharp intake of breath.

"This time, I get that pussy as I wish, right? So why fight it? Work with me a little, we'll all like it and everybody wins," he said firmly. I am going to fuck that pussy long and hard today, right?"

"Yess," she said, barely over a whisper, " but you want me to parade me like that, in front of your friends?"

"That's exactly what I want," he said coolly. "I think you even promised to let them see you, that way, if I remember correctly," he said smugly.

I wondered what Meaghan was thinking, how she'd allow this to go. I didn't have to wait long. "This is as far as it gets," she said with some evident excitement. "I mean it, this does not get out of hand or I swear you'll never see me, or this pussy again."

Jared wasn't an idiot, there was no way he wanted to fuck up the good thing he had going so far. He didn't press her on it since he noticed she'd basically acquiesced. 

Meaghan disappeared from view. She was going to do her task for Jared, whatever that was. She appeared behind me in the bedroom. I looked at her questioningly.

"Don't worry," she said softly but confidently. "Jared has it under control. He just had an idea I think you'd like. I don't know what you have planned but maybe everyone will just be a little bit more excited. 

"What is it?" I asked excitedly.

"I'm sure you can guess," she snickered as she took off her clothes and began putting on the same lingerie she had on the last time she was with him. Black high heels, stockings, garter, lacy panties, and a barely there bra, She didn't have the same bra or panties since Jared was now their new owner.

"Remember, sweetie?" She cooed. "Remember how the 15 minute rule made me promise that not only they'd get to see me, they'd get to see me, like that," she said, using the air quotes. She was right, the wording was such that she had promised to let them see her just like that, dressed as she was. This was a nice new twist.

I warned her again, "If this gets out of control...."

"It won't, I have trust in you....and for Jared, for some reason," she said with an amazed look in her eye. I let her go.

I didn't see her reappear into the backyard. The boys finished their jobs, they looked dejected that they had to finish the last part without some of their inspiration. I saw Jared look over to the house, I saw him grin from ear to ear. 

"Ok boys, remember how I promised you that we'd get a nice reward for finishing this job? Remember also what I told you happened, and how you all told me I was a big liar?" They all nodded. He said, "I'll be right back." He opened the patio door and led Meaghan out in full slut uniform. I heard the boys gasp. He had her by the elbow, in a way that suggested to them, to all of us, that he was currently in charge of the show. "Tell them, " he urged her. "Tell them why you are here, dressed like this for us."

I heard her take a deep breath before speaking. "I just wanted to reward you nice strong guys for doing such a nice job."

Jared looked at her with a hint of disapproval. She quickly rectified the situation. "I mean, besides the reward I did promise Jared that I'd let his nice friends see me, just like he did."

"Why were you promising me that?" He growled. He was leading her, just like I like to.

I saw her gulp and begin to stew in her own delicious debasement. "I promised that to Jared so that he'd allow me to suck his big cock and to fuck my pussy raw," she squeaked with shameful pride. 

I saw Jared beam at that. Now, they all knew it was true, he didn't just steal the pictures from our hard drive or anything, as they'd thought. He really had nailed this beautiful MILF.

He had everyone sit in the lounge chairs around the pool. I was surprised by where this was going, it was almost as if I was writing the scenario myself. He made her walk, hell, sashay around the pool, where she stopped in front of each guy, did a little spin or would bend over and wiggle, only to move to the next guy. She was giving them a slut parade. It was freakin' awesome to watch. The guys were totally rapt by this beauty in front of them. Meaghan was turned on, you could tell by how she was moving, bumping and grinding. I wondered if I'd have to step in any second. I was ready to.

Jared finally put a halt to it, but only after making her make one last lap around the pool on her knees. This just highlighted her magnificent ass and her heaving breasts even more. She'd probably have scrapes on her knees as well as reminders of her debauchery.

He pulled her up to him and kissed her hard while he pawed her breasts through the thin material. I could see the other guys groan with envy. I think Jared was near the breaking point. I think he wanted to leave himself enough time to do what he wanted with her before I could so rudely interrupt him from fucking my wife.

The boys started to file out, dejected, yet still giddy and high fiving each other about their tremendous fortune at what they'd seen. I saw Jared and Meaghan continue to kiss before she pulled away and whispered something to him. 

"Wait guys," Jared said. "The slutty Mrs. M. wants to tell you something. Go ahead," he grinned evilly.

"Well," she said with hesitation, probably doubting whether or not she could go through with the idea. "Jared thinks you guys did such a good job that perhaps you need a better reward, in order to come back some other time."

"Why?" He asked with obvious intent.

I saw her lower her face with shame. I knew this one was going to be good. "So that I can make sure you boys do another good job so that my lazy husband won't have to." I knew it was part of the game of teasing we both do with each other. I was pretty sure that wording was her idea.

I saw Jared grin proudly. The boys had turned on their heels to listen to the slut intently. "What else?" He urged.

"He wanted to make sure I thanked you enough, and, as he said before I'd promised him that you could all see me like that," she said, with that particular emphasis, "so that he'd fill me with his big cock," she said, much to his approval.

They couldn't believe their luck when Jared let her go, she slowly peeled off the bra, freeing her tits to their hungry eyes. She even surprised me by what she did next. She turned around, bent over and ever slowly peeled her panties down over her ass, inch by inch, until she stepped out of them and kicked them towards the boys. One of them grabbed them triumphantly, almost as if he'd caught the wedding bouquet while the others grumbled. She stood before them only in her heels and stockings. Again, Jared spun her around like she was his puppet. The fire in his eyes was evident, she was in for a proper fucking, for sure. 

"Oh," she said, remembering what she'd promised. She dropped to her knees and put her hands behind her back and clasped them together, like she'd done while sucking Jared off before. She truly had completed her task, they definitely now saw her as he had. There was an uncomfortable silence. I was ready to fly out there as needed. Jared had it all taken care of, however. He grabbed her by the wrists and lifted her up. He pushed her towards them, I ran down the stairs and to the edge of the patio door, I was only yards away from them now in case I was needed. Jared marched her up to them like she was his own whore, which, at this moment, she probably was. He held her hands behind her.

"I think it's only fair that after all that teasing, they at least get to feel what they are missing, don't you agree, slut?" He said with a canary eating grin.

I saw her wriggling a bit, but not too strongly. I would wait, for now. 

"After all, you did kind of promise to please them too, right?"

"Nooo," she whined. "No, Jared, not like this," she moaned. I almost had one foot out the door, but luckily I hesitated. 

Suddenly he pulled her away, almost right on the other side of the wall from me. He talked under his breath so that the others couldn't hear.

"Listen, it won't get out of control, You want this, I can smell how wet you are. They aren't going to fuck you if I don't want," he said smugly. "Just reward them for later, let them touch you, I promise that's all, if that's all you want."

"Jared," she whined. 

I needed to give her an out. I quickly texted her. Her phone was right on the picnic table next to them. It startled Jared who let her go immediately. She answered it. She saw it was me. She made the excuse to go inside. Jared tried to stop her, he thought his opportunity was lost. He was so worked up, he didn't want to see it all come crashing down. He held her hand as she tried to go inside, it was almost like a lover, pleading with his love to not leave. I saw her whisper something to him before he let her go. She came inside. The house was somewhat dark now, twilight was approaching. She walked past me without even noticing. I grabbed her quickly and pulled her into the den, away from the window.

"Honey, what's wrong?" She said haltingly, she was panting, there was a fire in her eyes.

"I felt I had to stop things, you know, before they went too far," I said. "This wasn't quite what I envisioned, even though I've liked it so far, I had another ending in mind."

"Yeah, I thought so," she said, her face still flush with excitement. 'Did you see all of it? Did you see how he took control over me? He paraded me around them like a common slut."

"Yes I did. I also seemed to notice that you enjoyed it. I can smell your excitement too."

She looked out a side window, the boys were unsure of what to do. Jared was pacing.

"They look like they might leave, what did you want, exactly?" She asked.

"Are you ok with it so far?" I asked.

"Yessss," she sighed. "It's been exquisitely humiliating. But, I agree with you, I don't know about being gangbanged by a bunch of horny 18 and 19 year olds."

"Yes, that wasn't my plan either."

"So hurry, I see them starting to go," she said, it almost sounded like a whine.

"I wanted Jared to fuck your pussy raw, of course, as he should. You did promise it. I heard you also promise that he should do it hard, and as long as he wanted. I think you owe him that now."

"Ok," she gasped excitedly. "Hurry!"

I quickly told her my plan, how I wanted it all to end. She bounded back towards the door. I stopped her. "What did you whisper to Jared before he let you go and come back inside?"

She almost looked frustrated, like she was a mother with a child with too many questions. But we both knew it was part of the whole tease. She smiled wickedly. "I told him not to worry, he wasn't leaving this yard without filling my pussy up first." With that, she went back outside. I saw the boys start to come back to the patio.

She explained to Jared that I was on my way home and that he needed to "expedite things." It was comical when she had to tell him what expedite meant.

"It means hurry up," she giggled.

She placed her hands behind her submissively and clenched them. It allowed her tits to hang freely in front of them. "Ok, Jared has convinced me to let you touch me as a reward for helping a poor woman with a lazy no good husband."

"How did I convince you of that?" he asked. He wanted to embarrass her further. I was really starting to like him.

"Because in order to get your big dick in me today I have to do as you say," she giggled shyly.

"That's right, so step up boys." He grabbed her wrists and held them behind her. I knew that wasn't necessary. She wasn't going to resist.

"You want this, right slut?" He grunted. I could see his cock trying to burst out of his jeans.

"Yessss," she panted.

They swooped in. Their hands were all over her. Her tits were pawed, her sensitive nipples tugged. They had her stand with her legs wide so their fingers could slip in and out of her dripping pussy. It was a display of lewdness that was impressive in its scope. I was rock hard as well. Jared let her hands go when he realized she wasn't fighting it. 

She leaned back into Jared and whispered something I couldn't really hear but I knew by his action what it was. He took her hands again and held them tight behind her. She wanted to be held, she wanted to be made to let them fondle her. For a young punk, Jared did have a lot of control. 




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 02



"Ok dudes, that's enough," he barked. They backed off in a flash, he definitely was their Alpha. 

They were all hard, panting and sweaty. Their fingers practically glistened in the waning light.

"See, that was nice, right?" He cooed sarcastically in her ear, for all to hear. He told her to do one more thing for them before he'd make them go. She dropped to her knees instantly. Jared had the boys file by her and made her lick their fingers clean of her juices. "Did I not tell you that she did that for me too?" He sneered in triumph as they were stunned into silence.

He leaned down to her. I think he was ad libbing. "Anything you want to tell them or do before they leave?"

I knew he was asking her if she really wanted them to leave. She had her own script though, mostly written by me. Jared had no idea of what was coming.

"Yes, sir," she said. "Boys, I want you to come back often," she said with a shy grimace, she knew she was just offering herself up for more of the same kind of treatment. "Will you do that for me boys?" She asked seductively. She didn't let them answer though, for no doubt it'd been a resounding "yes" from everyone, she wanted it her way, and my way. "I promise I'll make it worth your while...." she said before Jared interrupted her. He was in a hurry, he thought I'd be home any minute. He tried to usher them away. She stopped him. My idea started to come to the forefront. She stopped him.

"Did you guys really think Jared was lying to you about fucking me?"

They all laughed and said they did. They couldn't believe she'd done all those things with him. Now came the shocker, for them at least. Even Jared was surprised by what she said next.

"Ok, so here's my offer. To make sure I get all you good looking young men back to help me and for a reward for your work today why don't you stay? Think of it as a down payment for getting you to come back"

We both knew she didn't have to make that offer, they'd have returned for any reason at all now.

Jared's eyebrow raised. He pulled her aside, they had a quick secretive exchange, I saw Jared's face soften from the concern. It turned into a full wolf leer. "Go ahead, tell them the rest," he grinned.

"I think it's only fair that you guys get to watch Jared fuck me. Even though you know it probably happened, it's not the same as seeing the real thing. Think of it as an internet show, only better. But," she warned. "That's it," she said firmly. "Only he fucks me, got it? Or the whole show is off."

They didn't need to be asked twice, they all agreed. Jared led her over to the picnic table, he picked her up and sat her on the edge, with her legs dangling off. He pushed her legs open. I heard the boys murmur approvingly as her wet slit was exposed to them. 

I saw Jared look nervously around. "Are you sure we have time?" He said, his breath ragged with lust. He had just heard I was almost home. She made it all right by thinking on her feet. 

He handed her the cell phone. I got a call immediately.

"Honey," she cooed softly into the phone while the boys all listened in. "Where are you?"

"Um, down the street," I said, snickering. She knew where I was. 

"Just tell me that you need something at the store," I suggested. "That should buy you enough time, but not so much that they feel like they can lounge there with you all night."

"Oh," she said. "Before you get home though, could you do me a favor? Could you pick up some more of that red wine I like, we went through most of it at the party last week. I could really use some tonight."

"Sure honey," I said. "That's good. Remember, I'm still here, if you need me.

"I'm sure I'll be fine here," she said teasingly. "The boys are still here, they really are doing a good job with the bushes," she giggled. This made the boys laugh as well. "Take your time honey," she continued. "If you want to pick me up some of that chocolate from that new shop, that'd be good too."

She knew that it was on the other side of town. She was just teasing me with the knowledge that, in front of them, she was purposely leading her husband on a wild goose chase so she could enjoy a thorough fucking. She kept on twisting the knife. "Jared said that he and the boys might have to come back over tomorrow, remember that dead tree trunk in back? They said they'd take care of it, if you wish." She was giggling now in front of them, while she put her hand over the phone as if hiding it from me.

"Slut!" I laughed. "You are going to get fucked so hard. You fucking deserve it now," I chuckled.

"I know," she mewed. "I love you!" She hung up and giggled again, while they all laughed at her ruse.

"That should buy you some time," she panted lustily.

"What if it isn't?" Jared said with worry.

"Don't worry," she said with reassurance. "If I need to I'll send him for something else. He'll do anything for me. He likes to get pussy too," she giggled.

All this distraction had made Jared's cock go soft. "Let me help you with that," she cooed with eagerness.

She dropped to her knees in front of the boys. She took out his cock and licked and sucked it to fullness. The guys had made a semi circle around them, she had her back to the picnic table, the guys around her. He was hard in no time again. The other guys were rubbing their crotches through their pants.

"No one said you can't take them out, too," she said hopefully. 

All three had them out in an instant. "Do you mind if I ....you know....just help get them hard?" She asked with that devious sexy pout she has.

Jared shrugged. She went from cock to cock and sucked them all until they were all at full mast.

"There," she said with a smug smile, "all better now," she grinned.

Jared lifted her back onto the table, her ass was on the edge, her legs wide. He stepped between her. His cock was poised at the opening.

"I told you I fucked this slut," he grunted as he entered her. I could hear her appreciative gasp from inside the house. 

She hissed, "don't tell them, show them how you fucked this slut." She said as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in with her feet. 

He started slowly. He'd work his way all the way in, then slowly pull out to the point his head would almost pop out, then back in, deeply. He worked her out like this for some time. Her face was twisted in lust, her eyes were closed. They were both glistening from their efforts. Then, he started to increase his pace with deep, long, quicker strokes. She matched each thrust with an "Unh, Unh, Unh," lost in an incoherent state of pleasure.

The guys were all stroking their dicks furiously as she was fucked. Unconsciously, or so it seemed, in her trance she reached out for a cock on each side and stroked them as Jared fucked her tight hole. His fingers were digging into her ass and she was matching his strokes to the strokes with her hands. That left one poor guy out, of course, but they shared her that way, one would step in, to be replaced by another just as rigid cock.

"Jar...ed....fu...ck fuck, fuck meeee...." she moaned. I could tell she was cumming. She was spasming on his cock. I know that it makes her pussy walls spasm as well which I knew would feel incredible to Jared's cock.

"See how I told you this slut likes it, hard, rough...." He said through grunts.

"Yesss," she moaned in agreement.

"I want it deeper though," he moaned. "You promised me as hard and as long as I want."

"Yes, take it then, take it how you want it, " she urged.

He flipped her over onto her stomach, her ass wiggling now, invitingly. He reinserted his cock into her with a flourish. She groaned loudly. The guys all liked that.

"God, this slut is digging this," Benji said. 

"I told you," Jared sneered in satisfaction. He pounded her mercilessly this way. He was able to fill her completely. His thrusts were as deep as they could go. She was babbling almost incoherently.

The other three now had to fend for themselves for this. She was using her hands to hold onto the table for dear life while her young stud drilled her pussy without holding back. It was what she'd promised them.

It looked like Benji at least was about ready to shoot his load, I definitely wanted to not waste that opportunity for her. I saw the phone was just above her head. I called her. They were all shocked. Jared didn't pull out, however, he just slowed his pace.

"Yes...honey...what...is it?" She panted in obvious lust, perhaps also with a bit of irritation at being interrupted.

"Don't worry, you'll want this," I said. "I notice some of the other guys might be ready to cum, surely you won't want to waste that..."

"Um, that's...ok...honey  I'm...sure...another store might have, it.....god...." She hung up.

"Fuck me hard again, dammit," she urged. He started to oblige but then she stopped him. "Come here," she panted lustfully. She pulled him over to one of the padded patio chairs. She got on her knees on it. He immediately resumed fucking her doggy style. Now, though, her head and shoulders could hang over the edge. She propped herself up with her elbows.

"Just because you aren't going to fuck me doesn't mean I can't reward you for your hard work," she gasped as Jared again started bottoming out in her. She urged Benji forward to her. He seemed like the least able to hold back. He started to shoot , he shot it all over her face. She was only able to take some of it in her mouth. He groaned with pleasure. 

"I told...you...this...bitch...was....a fucking...incredible....whore...." Jared said, accenting each word with a deep thrust.

She took her mouth off of Benji's cock. "No one cums unless it's down my throat, got it?" She panted to the other boys in line in front of her. "Cept you baby," she cooed to Jared.

He laughed at that. "Hell no, I'm cumming in that pussy, whenever the hell I want to, right?"

"Yes baby, yessss," she cried as she orgasmed again. She had been deftly working one hand over her clit while he fucked her. 

Adam started to groan at the spectacle he'd seen. 

"Get that fucking cock over here, quick," she moaned. He barely made it before blowing a glorious load down her greedy throat. "Fuck," she murmured as she licked her lips. "I'd have hated to have that delicious cum wasted," she panted.

Jared was sawing her in half, it seemed. In and out, in and out, deeply, animalistically. For her part, any time he stopped, no doubt to prolong the experience, she'd back up just as roughly on his cock. She'd fuck her pussy on him, just as hard as he was doing her. I saw him sweat to maintain control. He wanted this to last, it was going to be a challenge. 

Tony was next, he got the best treatment of the three, she basically sucked him off for the last part of it. He blew his load into her willing mouth wildly. I saw her scoop up whatever cum she'd missed initially and feed it back into her mouth. I wondered how she felt now, with a full tummy. Jared reluctantly pulled out of her. I think the show was over for him. He let Meaghan slump reluctantly into the chair to rest. He told everyone to leave. He told them there were other opportunities on other days. I'm sure Meaghan knew it was true. She'd seemed quite enthusiastic about her wanting them to come back, it didn't appear to be an act for my benefit. We'd have to discuss all this later.

They were gone. It was just Jared and Meaghan. He began caressing her softly as she was still on her knees on the chair with her head slumped down.

"Are we done?" She asked softly. "Aren't you going to finish?"

"Hell yeah," he said with urgency. "My cock feels like it wants to blow right off of me."

"Well that wouldn't do at all," she giggled.

"I just wanted it to be me and you, when I cum."

"Aw," she said looking back at him. "That almost sounded sweet."

"Hush, that ass is sweet," he grinned devilishly. "Now I can finish properly. Um, how much time do you think we have?"

"Do you want me to call him and find out?"

"Yeah," he said, "just to be on the safe side. What do you think he'd do if he found out what we've done out here today?"

"He'd probably beat every last one of you to a fucking pulp," she laughed.

She was teasing him, of course he had no idea. He shifted around nervously. "Don't worry, silly," she grinned. "You'll get to finish what you started, I promise. I want that cum in me as bad as you do."

She dialed me. "Hi hon, um where are you now?"

I asked her what she wanted, more time, less time or something different.

"Oh, I see," she said with a look of seriousness on her face. "No, no, I understand, I'm fine here. Jared is still here. He'll look after me, he'll make sure I'm ok." I saw her again cover the phone as if they were sharing a private joke.

"No no, go ahead, go see your friend in the hospital. I can make my own dinner or you can just pick up a pizza for us for later. What's that? Visiting hours are over when? You'll be home after? No, that's ok. Tell him I'm praying for him. I'll see you after."

I responded. "So, you want to give him two hours with you? Is that what you are asking?"

"Yes baby, that's it," she replied. Jared was trying to listen in, she wasn't letting him.

"You are coming inside though, right?" I asked. I know it's getting chilly. You want me out of the house, right?"

"Yes, that's exactly it dear, tell him that, that we love him very much. Ok, I'll see you after nine, love you!" She hung up.

"You!" She said as she pulled Jared into her. "Now have just over two hours to fuck the living shit out of me. Do you think you can hold out that long?"

"Hell no," He said, his blood boiling with lust. "But, I'm sure I could get up again."

"Oh my," she said her face flushed with scarlet. "I hope so."

That was the last I heard. I had to escape. I went down to the local bar and had a couple while I passed the time. I gave her some extra. I didn't want to "catch" them in the act and have to play out that whole charade. Finally, well after ten pm I went back home. The lights were off, it was dark. I didn't hear anything. I turned on the lights. Her heels were in the kitchen, by the patio door. Her stockings were on the stairway. It was like a hunt. It was leading me upstairs. 

I found her on the bed, completely nude. She had to squint to adjust her eyes. Her hands were bound above her to the headboard. Her nipples were an angry shade of red, her cheeks were red as well, amazingly so. There were red and blue marks on her neck. She had one leg crooked up, her pussy was gushing cum.

"Fuck," I said with alarm.

"You can say that again," she giggled.

"You are ok?" I said with amazement.

"God yes, I'm fine, incredibly so, stop being so dramatic," she smiled. Her lipstick was smudged all over her face, it was even on her teeth.

"What's up with all this?" I asked.

"Well, you did say I had to finish my promises. This is just the result," she said with smug satisfaction.

"But the bondage, the lights off, and your current state....kind of scared me."

"Well, as you can see, I'm hardly in a position to get up and turn lights on," she snickered.

"True," I mused. "But wow, what the fuck happened here?" I asked. I was getting worked up as well, now that I saw that she was ok, probably better than ok with it.

"My pussy is so sore but it's on fire," she said with earnestness. "I came a couple of times in the backyard, a couple little ones, but lying here on my back like this, not being able to stroke myself, I couldn't do it," she whined.

I sat next to her helpless form. I started caressing her lovingly. She responded by moaning. "You aren't helping," she urged. "Unless you caress me there." Her eyes were closed but there was no question to what she referred. I began to stroke her pussy, softly, slowly at first. I wasn't sure how much it would hurt.

"Yes, it's sore, so fucking sore," she moaned, "I don't care, don't stop."

I rolled her battered clit around in my fingers, she arched up sharply on the bed and moaned. "I have a better idea," I grinned. I got between her legs and softly flicked my tongue over her clit. She nearly screamed.

"Fuck! That's it! Like that!" she urged. I assaulted her clit with the softest part of my tongue. I could taste cum in her. I didn't care, I don't have a cum aversion, I even enjoy tasting men on her, which just proves her sluttiness to me. Still, I have no desire to ever get it directly from the source. I intended to ride her pussy to a succession of orgasms. She told me what happened as I licked her to glory. She stopped me to rest for a minute. She wanted to cum at the end of it all. It gave her time to tell me what happened.

"He brought me upstairs. I was glad you allowed us the time, it worked out so much better this way."

"Wow," I said. "I thought I'd given you plenty of time."

"Yeah, me too," she smiled. "But, tied to the bed as I was, I didn't really have the control, you know."

"Wasn't he worried I'd be home? I mean, you did tell him 9 o'clock, two hours."

"Yes, but you don't know the whole story, just wait..." she said with an embarrassed grin. "I'm glad you didn't show up early, before this all finished. That could've gotten wild. You should've known I'd have texted you when it was time to come home and claim your used wife."

"Wow, you are right, I should've waited. That would've been ugly."

"I'll say, me tied to the bed and him doing, you know, things to me."

"What things?" I asked urgently.

"Hush and I'll tell you, so many questions," she said impatiently," I swear you are like my child," she giggled. She knew how to tease me.

"So, he brought me upstairs to, as he said it, "to fuck my lights out properly". So, he laid me on my back on the bed and fucked my pussy raw. He just took it. He pounded me into the bed, your bed, our bed, honey. He took your pussy like he owned it."

"He came in me that way, first. After probably 30 minutes of good, hard fucking. I wondered if that was it. He let me know right away it wasn't. He ordered me, yes, he ordered me to lick his cock clean. That's how he said it too, as an order."

"Lick your slut juice off my cock," he said. I had to obey. I was his as I had promised. He got hard again in my mouth. He asked me if I really liked it. I told him hell yeah I loved it, actually. I asked him if he was going to bang me again like that. That got him fully hard again. He put me on my knees and fucked me doggy style again. It was even rougher than the first time, but I was a bit more lubed up, if you know what I mean, with the excitement and his cum already drenching my pussy and the bed."

"He was taunting me, "Is this rough enough, how about this?" he'd ask as he'd jam it in to me fully. "

"I had to be honest, right? Isn't that what it's all about, when I'm with someone, in one of our games, I have to be honest and give them what they ask, right?"

I nodded. 

"Right, so I told him that roughness wasn't just about fucking, I have a whole body that needs attention. I think he took the first hint and starting spanking my ass again, you can see his handiwork, right? Remember last time? How timid he was? He had no such problem this time. I swear to god I was squealing. I know I'm not going to sit comfortably for awhile. I'm ok with that, it just reminds me what a slut I've been. It's what a slut like me deserves. Anyway, he went back to pounding me from behind. He reached around and grabbed my tits and used them to pull me back onto his stiffness. I was groaning, he could tell he was doing something right so he really got into it, he dug his fingers into the flesh of my tits baby, really hard, he was pulling them hard. I swear I was bawling. But he kept asking, "Is this too rough? Is this too rough?" I told him no."

She saw the wonder in my eyes. "I told him no because it was true. It hurt like hell, but I wanted it. You know how I like you to do it. You are a lot like him," she said shyly, trying not to poke my fragile male ego.




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 03



{This is "Meaghan Plays-part 3. Reminder, this is a slut wife/sex outside of marriage story. Don't like that theme? Please don't read it. It's free porn, move onto something you do like (if anything).} 

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Wow. My head was spinning when I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Meaghan wasn't in the spot I left her the night before. To remind the reader, she wanted to remain with her hands cuffed behind her back. I made her sleep on the sheets that had been stained from the fuckings she'd received. She did so submissively and willingly.

I was surprised she was up so early, though I supposed it may have had something to do with the discomfort of having to sleep like that. I turned the corner and saw her at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee. She was wearing just an old University sweatshirt of mine. I could see well up to near the ends of her thighs as she sat. Her hands were still cuffed, by they were now in front of her. She had her arms poking out the bottom and had the coffee cup clutched in both bound hands. She is quite nimble. No doubt she'd shimmied her way from having her hands behind her to in front. I've seen her do it. The fact that she just could've taken them off now as they are just held on with belt type straps wasn't lost on me. She apparently wanted to make sure I didn't still want her wearing them.

"Hi sleepyhead!" She said cheerfully. I could still see so reddish purple marks on her cheeks from when either Tom or I had slapped her there.

"Wow, hi yourself," I said. "I'm glad you made coffee, it looks like we both could use it."

"Why, I don't know what you mean," she joked.

"Such a wild night," I sighed. "It seems we're having a lot more of them lately."

"We sure have," she said, her eyes still beaming. "I am so fucking sore and tired. I feel like I've been through sexual boot camp or something."

I hadn't time to process it all yet. As we sat eyeing each other I realized that I was still conflicted. On the one hand, the sex was incredible. It seemed we'd opened a new door to Meaghan's desires. We had always had an open relationship. Now, we'd added elements like bondage, rough sex, and humiliation. It was all quite overwhelming, to me at least. On the other hand, Meaghan had now opened others into our world. Now at least Tom and Jared and his friends knew of her kinks. I had no doubt the news was spreading. It wasn't like I didn't like or want it to continue. The opposite was true. The sex play was intoxicating. My conflict was whether or not I could let my feelings of jealousy go when it came to the neighbors, she seemed to have no problem letting it go.

She had a cheery but nervous look about her. She was tapping her foot nervously. I was afraid to again broach the subject with her. I actually was wondering if I would be able to handle what might come up. I let her hands out of her cuffs while we sat quietly. She kissed me softly and brought me another cup of coffee. She paced around the table while I sat and thought.

"Why aren't you sitting?" I asked. "After the night you had, you'd think you'd need all the rest you could get," I joked, trying to lighten my own mood. Her mood seemed quite light already.

"Um, do I have to remind you?" She said with a hint of annoyance. She stared at me. I didn't have an answer.

"The boys," she said quickly. "They said they'd be over this morning for the tree stump, or have you forgotten already?"

"Fuck," I said. I'd forgotten about that, or maybe I just wanted to. Plus, I had no idea it was to be this morning. "How did that even happen?" I asked.

"You know how it happened," she said bashfully. "You had an idea to let them see me and somehow it always ends up with me promising something I hadn't planned on."

"What exactly did you promise them this time?" I wondered.

"I'm not sure," she said with embarrassment. "I don't think I promised them anything specific. I remember saying I'd make it worth their while, or something. My mind is just so out of it right now, probably because of how exhausted I am."

"Good, plenty of gray area," I said with relief. I had no more thoughts or plans in that area. We'd done so much already. I wondered if it was time to broach that subject. 

I was about to bring it up when she nearly screamed, "Oh my god, they are here!"

I saw the boys filtering into the backyard. Someone knocked on the front door. It was Jared.

"Hey Mr. M," he said with an unusually smug grin. It was the , "I fucked the hell out of your wife last night and you have no idea," look. He said, "we're here for the tree stump."

I showed him into the garage for the tools. The whole time he was slyly (or so he thought) asking me about my immediate plans. No doubt he was hoping for me to have some task I had to do away from the house. His dejected look was priceless when I told him I had no plans at all. I watched from the house as he met his friends and presumably gave them the bad news. 

I told her that I'd already given Jared the task. I even laughed at his presumptuous attitude, that he'd already assumed there'd be some action. I'd loved the action, no doubt, as it happened. Now, I was having to live with the repercussions. It would be like this in the future. With him, with Tom. I'd naturally have to deal with the fact that they'd pretty much owned my wife, at least for the time they fucked her. I didn't know how she was dealing with the fact that people so close to her were now sexually involved with her. I knew she loved the sex, I don't know how she felt about this new chapter, or maybe, how she felt about my part in it.

The boys did their task and left, comically dejected. I handed them some money, far more than the work had demanded and they only gave me a half hearted, "thanks," before leaving. I returned to the kitchen. Meaghan had a serious look on her face. 

"Honey, we have to talk," she said softly.

I sighed, "I agree. This is all happening so fast, too fast."

"That's just it," she said with concern. "I can see how what has happened has you worried. You consider what's happened to be "too fast," me, I'm not sure..." she said as her voice trailed off.

"Well, you have to admit. It is quite a bit to take in," I said.

"It is," she agreed. 

"I love the sex we've had," I said with measure. "But, now I have to deal with all this," I said leaving no doubt that I meant the entanglements now with our neighbors.

"Yes, that part is crazy. The thing is...maybe that part is the part that is getting to me the most," she said as she looked at me intently. "It is fucking totally humiliating. You know that. I've had to fuck the neighbor and his son, more than once. I've been paraded in front of their friends. I've been taken...hard."

"Yes you have," I said in agreement.

"In spite of all that," she continued as if she'd had all night to think about it and, perhaps she had. "I've had the most mind numbingly incredible sex I've had in, ever."

She saw my grimace immediately. "No, honey, not like that. I don't mean that they were better, or that you were worse. Not at all, you are still, and always will be the greatest lover I'll ever have. You have also taken me hard, used me in the most ingenious ways. The reason it has been so mind numbing for me is that very reason. You are involved in it. You have led me, you have made me do it. You made me go to Jared, you made me have to keep my promises to him, to Tom. Without you it's just two guys with nice cocks fucking me. We have certainly done all that before. It's the way I was used, via your perverted mind that has been the reason it has been so...wickedly delightful," she said with a sexy grin.

"That sounds great, but, I have to remind you. What do we do about Tom? Jared? Those boys? What do I say to them when I see them now?"

"Why say anything?" She asked. "Did you normally talk about your wife and who she was fucking before this started?"

"Of course not," I sniffed.

"Then why bring it up now? You don't owe them anything."

"Then what do I do?" I asked, the thought of it happening was agonizing. I'd have to see Tom's smug face every time I saw him, knowing he abused my slut wife in the ways he had.

"Do what you want," she said. "Go kick their asses if you want. But, be ready to deal with the cops and the embarrassment of it being open to everyone. Or, just ignore it. You own me. It was you who gave me to them, it's up to you if you want that again or not."

"So you'd avoid them forever if I said so?" I asked.

"Of course," she said firmly. "I'm not sure that that would be what either of us would want, but yes, definitely, if you couldn't handle that, then I would not risk losing you over it."

She was throwing the ball in my court. If "I" couldn't handle it. "So you are saying you'd have no problem handling it?" I asked, somewhat stung by her comment.

"Honey," she said softly, carefully. "I love you, I always will. I do not want this to come between us. Nothing is worth that. It's just that...."

"Just what?" I asked.

She sighed. I knew her response was going to be revealing, she had that "look."

She steadied herself and let it flow out of her. "When we started we agreed to allow each other the freedom to be what we are. We are two people who love sex, we love adventure. We didn't want to stifle each other or our needs. We've had wonderful experiences since then, haven't we?"

"Of course," I agreed. "But this seems different."

"You still want me to have lovers, right...?" she asked.

"Well, yes, I think it's been awesome how it's been up till now."

"...and you still want the freedom to fuck other women?" she wondered.

"Yes, I guess," I stammered. I hadn't really thought about it lately since she's been the total focus of my lust. "Yes, I guess, if the situation should arise, I guess I would, yes."

"So why is this different?" She asked.

I couldn't answer. She did it for me. "The reason it is different is because it is Jared and Tom," she said, emphasizing his name. She saw my questioning look. "This is all about your ego," she said. "You just haven't been able to deal with the fact that it is Tom that has had me. I know you two are a lot alike. You are both alpha males, and you both are competitive about it."

She was touching a sore spot. "It's about my ego and not about you being a complete slut for the neighbors?" I said coldly.

She sat down with a dejected look on her face. I went to comfort her, in an almost instinctual way. She pushed my hand away and stared up at me. 

"I am a slut," she said. "And, up until now you've loved every minute of it. That's what this is about, really. Do you want to know the truth, the real me? This is it. When you sent me down to Jared in just the coat and lingerie it sent chills down my spine. It was so fucking humiliating, the fact that my man, my own husband, would send me down to some 19 year old and let him have me. Worse, it wasn't like I could just get some, and come home. No, you had "rules" I had to follow, it allowed him to take full advantage of me. You knew it, but allowed it to happen..." she said as it came out of her like a flood. 

"Then, you made me pay for my teasing Tom by allowing him to take my ass. Do you know how humiliating that was, to show up at his house after he pawed me? He had that mocking look like he knew exactly what kind of slut I was and he knew I'd be right down to his house. Worse, I had to beg him not to fuck my pussy, I knew you wanted him in my ass. I begged him, honey, I begged for it to be in my ass. It was the first time we were together and I let him ass fuck me. He knows only a certain kind of slut would do that. I'm that kind of slut, for you."

"I know, baby," I said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to be like this."

"Yes you did," she said as tears filled her eyes. "We both did. "Then, the whole "game" yesterday with Jared and his friends. It was all orchestrated by you, for me, for us. I've never told you this, but..." she said as she softly sobbed. "My ex was cruel, you knew that. But, you never knew that he used to share me too, just like you did with the neighbors. Most often, I was bound, like last night. Sometimes he'd invite a friend over to rape me while I was like that."

"Wow," I said. "No, I never knew."

"I didn't know how to tell you."

"I'd have never agreed to any of it if I knew that about you," I said honestly.

"You don't understand," she said as she dabbed tears from her eyes. "Times like with my ex, or last night...when Jared first cuffed me and I was helpless....all those thoughts flooded back to me about how I was used....then, when Tom came in and found me and I couldn't fight him off....it was just like before."

"Wow," I could only mutter. "You didn't seem upset last night though."

"That's the point!" She said sharply as she raised her head to look me in the eye.

"I fucking loved it. When Tom had my nipples and he was pulling them until I screamed, I loved it. I told him to do it, I wanted him to let me find the breaking point. When my ex let someone have me they left each time with my juices drenching their legs it got me so hot. Being paraded around, being used like that, it's humiliating, it's embarrassing, it's....overpowering. And, you brought that back out in me. I tried to hide it but I couldn't, I didn't want to. I want that."

I sat in silence. She took that as rejection and she stormed off. I sat at that table for an hour. Truthfully, I'd loved it all too. The real issue was how I'd handle what she wanted. She was right, it was an ego thing. I was letting my male ego get in the way of what she wanted, something we'd both agreed I wouldn't do before we married. Of course, we'd never discussed this, something to this extent. Still, it was the same principle. Did I want her to indulge herself in her fantasies or did I not? And, was I ready for it all? Was I ready to completely step in and take control of it? I already knew the answer. I walked upstairs.

I found her asleep on the bed. The sweatshirt was pulled down but didn't cover most of her ass, her leg was crooked up. I could see the many bruises that she'd earned the night before. Her pussy lips still looked red and puffy. I could see her face, her cheeks were still tear stained, tissues were wadded up beside her.

"Honey?" I said, softly waking her up.

"Yes?" She asked in a daze.

"I am so sorry," I said.

"For what?" she asked softly.

"For calling you a slut."

"But honey, I am a slut. That's the problem."

"No, I'm sorry for calling you that and meaning it as a bad thing. I love you. I love everything about you. You were right, this is about me. I have to handle it."

"What does that mean, for us?" She asked, still groggy.

"It means I have to know everything about my wife, her needs and what she wants exactly. Then, I have to make damned sure that she is happy."

"Wow," she said lovingly. "That sounds wonderful."

I gave her a task. I told her to write down her thoughts. I told her to hold nothing back. Tell me what she wants from me, from others. She smiled shyly and agreed. I told her not to come downstairs until she had it done. She came down the stairs about two hours later.

She handed me the paper. It was neatly written, everything she writes is neat, I found it amusing that even her sluttiest thoughts were written out so clean and clear. She disappeared back upstairs so I could read it without her hovering over me.

"Honey, here are my thoughts:

1) I want you to own me. I know you already think you do, but, you need to own me completely. Tell me, show me, make me do things. It is far more intense when it is you in control, it's all increased when you, my loving husband, are behind it.

2) I've found humiliation to increase the intensity exponentially. The way you sent me to Jared and then Tom, for that matter, made me as hot as I can remember. Being paraded around the pool in my sluttiest lingerie for the boys, things like that make me so horny I'm ready for anyone, or anything. I need you to find things like that for me. I'm not good at thinking of them myself, usually. I find them coming from you to be extra exciting, since I usually don't know what's cumming, er coming, tee hee.

3) I want to be able to continue to tease you sexually as I did before. I want this because I can see it opened up something in you as well. Sometimes I want the freedom to do things, sexual and wild things, on my own. I want you to trust me that they are for the benefit of both of us. When I basically showed Tom my tits at the party and then teased you with it and threatened to fuck him anyway I could see how much it drove you crazy, in a good way. I want to be able to do that for both of us, then, I want you to make me pay for it in the most humiliating and wonderful ways.

4) I want, and need instruction on what to do from now on when it comes to Tom, Jared and those three boys. You know I'm going to see them in the neighborhood and in public. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to say? I am open to whatever you decide, remember, you own me. It is up to me to perform whatever duty it is you decide upon.

5) Punishment drives me crazy. Spank me. Wear my ass out. The way you slapped my face made me remember how my ex did it. You do it with love, with purpose, that's so much hotter. Punish me for failing to live up to any obligations I might have. Use your hand, a belt, whatever you deem necessary to keep me in line, punish my ass, my tits, my face. I want to please you, if I fail, make sure I'm properly chastised for it.

6) I don't want this to be all about me. I know you said you wanted my thoughts but it is about you too. Do what you want, do what you enjoy. I will derive pleasure in pleasing you, and others, if that's what you wish. I remember that fantasy of yours where you wanted to send my naked pictures to that adult dating site so that you could have fun sorting through the hundreds (hopefully) of responses. You said it would turn you on to hear what they'd like to do to, or with me, and that maybe further correspondence would lead to something else. That always thrilled me too, even though I never gave you the ok to do it. 

7) Wear my mouth out. Seriously. Cock sucking drives me wild to no end. Make me spend my days on my knees, servicing cock that way. I must have an oral fetish. Make me pay for that.

As proof of my submission to you and to your desires, not just my own I've done something for you. As you are reading this I'm on that site. I've created a screen name for you, a profile. It explains how you have a slut wife who likes humiliation, bondage, being used roughly etc. I've published dozens of pictures of me, including many of the ones Jared took. There's me in my slut lingerie. There are some of me, naked on my knees with cum on my lips. There are some of my red striped ass. You haven't seen these but I also added the ones Tom took of me with my hands bound on the bed and all the marks on me and the three loads of cum dripping out of me. As you've mentioned to me before, you always wanted the men to see me, to see my face. They include those too, honey, as you've wished. I never let you have that fantasy, now you can."

I smiled broadly. I hadn't thought of that fantasy in a long while. I knew the site was an alternative site, full of kinksters, many with our same type fetishes. After viewing her I knew I'd have an inbox full of comments and suggestions by morning.

Her letter concluded:

"8) I fully expect to be used beyond anything I've experience before. I'd expect nothing less from you. You are the most creative and wicked man I've ever known, which is why I want this all for you, for us. Let's make this happen. I love your games, I love the "I can't say no" game or to be put into situations where I can't stop things from happening. I want you to make sure I have to always "put out" when I am obligated to, make me fulfill all my slutty promises, make me pay for teasing. I offer myself to you, sir. Make me."




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 03



I left her a note of my own. I carried it up to her. Her eyes widened upon reading it. "Are you sure?" She asked excitedly. "Now?"

"Yes, now. I like that sweatshirt, just put on your short shorts." Her shorts are basically more like underwear. They are white, stretchy and fit her tightly like a bikini bottom. 

She sighed, though from nerves, not boredom. "Yes, sir."

She was dressed in thirty seconds, most of the rest of time was spent slathering on her lipstick in full slut red. I watched her walk out of the house. I sat at the computer, there were already responses to the profile and ad she'd put on the website. I clicked away happily as I read how much the guys liked what she had submitted. There were many offers and suggestions on what to do to, or with her. I smiled, I'd consider some of the more creative ones.

I was busy for a couple hours. I saw the note I'd written to her. I reread it.

"Slut, I accept your offer. I do own you. I will no longer be shy about it. You will be used, hard and often, as I see fit. I will no longer care about how the neighbors perceive my slut after they bang her senseless. I will humiliate you, to your heart's content. I will make you do things, trust me. For starters I recall you mentioning to Jared's friends yesterday that you'd "make it worth their while" for their yard work. Since they seemed less than thrilled about my money offer they must have something else in mind. That said, and knowing your desire for young cock and cum I think I see a solution for all involved. 

Your first task in our now permanent agreement is to seek out Adam, Tony, and Benji and repay them in the manner that you were hinting. They all barely got your mouth the last time, this time, they get the full treatment. You will find them, no matter what it takes, no matter what they are doing, and you are to suck them off and swallow their cum. I don't want you home until your stomach is full with all three of their loads in you. There's no fucking, I'm sure you can appreciate that, I don't know if you could or even should handle that. Today, you start your new life of fulfilling your slut promises. Find each guy, offer your mouth to them. If, for some unseen reason they say no it is your job to beg them for it until they give it to you, in fact, start begging for it right away, tell them how much you need it. You do need it too, don't you? For their benefit, and probably for those in the future, I like the idea of my cock sucking whore to be available for viewing when she's taking their cocks down her throat. As such I want you to take off your sweatshirt and kneel on it when you suck them, let them see your big slut titties as they fill your mouth. See you soon!"

I nearly fell asleep at the computer, she came in around 1am. Her lipstick was smeared, though truthfully, mostly gone. She had been drinking. There was no mistaking the smell or taste on her when I kissed her.

"You still like young guys and all their cum?" I teased.

She gave me a sly embarrassed smile. "Fuck they cum so much," she giggled. "It tastes so fucking sweet, too."

"Tell me," I ordered.

"Then can I suck you, too?" she pleaded.

"Only after," I commanded. I wanted the story to be foreplay for both of us.

"Ok," she squealed in delight.

I made her get on her knees and kneel on my sweater. Her tits hung freely and beautifully. I got to see exactly what they'd also seen. I sat on the edge of the bed and took out my cock and stroked it, ever so slowly, as she told the story.

"Well first, sir, fuck. Thank you for accepting my submission. You shouldn't ever be sorry and if you are you need to punish me thoroughly and completely."

"Don't worry, I have a special interest in keeping your ass red and raw, as you know. Now that I know my reasons are unnecessary and that my limits are lifted you'll be sitting very uncomfortably often."

"Thank you sir," she smiled sheepishly. "Ok, so I went to find the guys. I could've texted Jared to find out but I didn't think you wanted to include him so I knew I'd have to do it on my own. I remembered that Jared had used my phone to call Adam over one day for a swim. The same phone he took all those pictures of your slut," she said, red faced. "So I actually used the white pages on the internet to find out his address. I pulled up to his house. I felt so weird walking up the sidewalk. Especially how I was, or wasn't dressed. I mean, what if his mom and dad are there, what do I say? "Um, excuse me, I'm here to suck your son off, is he home? You knew that would be humiliating, I know I can thank you for that. Luckily, he answered. He was stammering and stuttering, it was so adorable. His mom and dad were there, though, I pulled him outside so they couldn't see us. 

"He yelled, "it's just Benji, mom, I'll be right back!"

"What do you want?" he asked me, he was excited, I know what he was hoping for, little did he know he'd get it.

"I knew what you wanted. I told him, "I told you I'd make it up to you for the work today, I want to apologize for not being around when you did it."

"Yeah," he said, "that was a total disappointment."

"I'm sure," I said. "I want to make it up to you. Would you please let me suck you off?"

"Oh my god, really?" He asked, excitedly. 

"Yes, yes really," I chuckled. But I knew you wanted me to be more submissive, since I really did have to repay him for what I'd hinted. "Yes, Adam, please, let me suck your cock. Can I? Can I make you cum in my mouth? I'd really like to make it up to you."

"Fuck yeah," He panted. "Where? Your car?" He asked hopefully.

I remembered how you wanted me kneeling, and sir, I agree it's the most submissive position so I wanted it that way too. I pulled him into his garage. It was like before, with Jared. He wanted to close the garage door but I told him that it would make too much noise. It was pretty dark anyway so he agreed. I pushed him to the back and took off my sweatshirt. He pawed my tits for awhile, I hope you don't mind. I figured you wouldn't. It seems that if I show them that they should at least be able to touch them."

"Good girl," I smiled.

"So, I knelt before him, on your sweatshirt. Suddenly, a car drove by, the edge of the light path lit us up just a little. He got nervous. I knew they wouldn't be able to see anything but it came to me that you might want that. His cock was out now, though, I really couldn't do anything about people driving by. I sucked him off, baby. On my knees, in his own garage. I went over because I was a slut that had to finish what I started. I let a young guy spurt his load all the way down my throat because I asked you to make me do it because you own me. He asked me if he could have that again, maybe after the next time they come over. I told him, "we'll see." It's not up to me, is it, sir?"

"No, it is most certainly not. But, you know that I'm not going to deny my slut's lust for cum. You should expect to be on your knees servicing many, and mean many cocks that way."

"I do, sir," she squeaked meekly. She tried to touch my cock but I batted her hand away. She pouted when I told her to continue her story.

"Well now that I'd had Adam I just asked where Benji and Tony were. He told me they were at the basketball game at the high school. Then, he had a funny look on his face. 

"Why do you want to know where they are?"

I just giggled and said, "um, no reason." I winked and left him like that, his pants around his ankles and his cum still sliding down my throat.

I drove to the school. I had no idea how I was going to do the next two but I was determined. I promised you that I would be that slut you and I both want me to be. I knew if I didn't you'd be disappointed in me, question my submission to you. I don't ever want that, even if maybe you'd have worked my ass over a bit first," she grinned at me shyly, hopefully.

She continued. "I walked in. The teenager at the door tried to make me pay so I just flashed him my tits and he let me pass. I was blushing but I knew you'd probably like that, baby."

"Wow, I do," I grinned, my cock hard in my hands.

"I was on a mission, I had two cocks to suck for my owner. I spotted them in the bleachers. You know it's a small school, there were probably only two hundred people or so. I felt so exposed though, you know what I was wearing. Though, if it was summer I don't think anyone would think it was that unusual. I still got my share of looks. I walked around behind the bleachers. Tony had seen me, he came around to meet me in the back.

"My god, Mrs. M, what are you doing here?"

He was eyeing me the whole time. I think my shorts might have been a bit wet, this stuff does get to me down there, you know," she said bashfully.

"Plus, my nipples were poking through the sweatshirt, it's kind of chilly outside and I was just on my knees in a cold garage sucking cock, they were still fully erect."

"I gave him the same speech I gave Adam. I begged for it, baby, just like you asked. He actually let me, he didn't say anything at first, I basically had to beg, just like you wanted. He said, "what? Here?"

"I said, "Yes, anywhere. I want to repay you, like I said I would."

"Here? Mrs. M, that's crazy. How about if I just come over tomorrow, when your husband isn't there?"

He acted like he wasn't going to let me do it. You wanted it tonight. I had to make sure he let me. I pulled him into the hallway of the school, it was dark. I pulled my sweatshirt over my head and guided his hands on my tits. He attacked them. I let him bite and nip and suck on them for a good ten minutes while I rubbed his cock through his jeans.

"Let me do it," I moaned.

He lost any resistance he had. Right there in the hallway, right there in the very school I went to I sucked off this guy barely out high school himself. I swallowed his cum, sir, like a good slut. I thanked him for it and for helping around the house. Boys are opportunists, aren't they sir? He also asked for a repeat, sooner rather than later. I told him the same thing, that we'd have to see. I don't even know the answer, I know only you do. They'll either never get this hot mouth again or they will be wearing it out, it depends only on you."

I interrupted Meaghan for a thought, "I have a feeling we both know which direction it is most likely to go," I said, my cock now red, angry, ready.

"Yes, sir, I thought that might be the case too, sir. I'm ready for whatever you want. Anyway, so now I just had to coax Benji into it. He's the most innocent, the most eager as well. I knew this would be the easiest. I also knew that you would probably not like it to be so easy. I tried to read your mind, baby, so I improvised. I told Tony to get Benji for me. He smirked at me. He knew what I wanted him for. He knows what kind of slut I am now sir, just a cock sucking one at the moment. "Are you going to really be here when we get back?" He asked.

"Of course," I smiled. 

He said, "just to be sure, I'll take this," and swiped the sweatshirt that was still on the ground. He left me there, baby. With my tits out, with your slut's tits open for anyone to view. Not that there was anyone in that hallway at the time, but I know the janitor would get a good thrill if he happened by. Plus, I was stuck there. I couldn't go back out because I was topless and the halls were closed off by gates to keep people from sneaking in the game the back way. I had to wait for them like that baby, I thought you'd like to know that."

"I do," I said.

"They came back together. The two of them started pawing me again, they mauled my tits. I begged Benji to let me suck him. Tony was in control though. He told me I couldn't unless I did it his way. I asked him what his way was. He started sliding my shorts down. I didn't want them to but I also couldn't stop them, Benji was holding my arms behind me. He tried to let me go but Tony kept yelling at him to hold me. I could tell Benji was scared. I didn't know what you'd want in that situation. I wasn't really afraid of them, they were just boys, I knew what they wanted. I wondered if you'd have wanted me to just let them do as they wished."

I nodded. "In that situation, I guess as long as they don't hurt you in the wrong way, then I guess you have to go with the flow. What did you do?"

"Well, as coincidence, luck or maybe bad luck would have it..." she giggled, "there was some noise down the hall. Sure enough the janitor was making his rounds. This jolted the boys into reality, I got my shorts up and my sweatshirt on and we made it through the door into the gym just in time before he clicked the lights on. I almost creamed at the thought that if it'd been merely a minute later he might've had seen a sight he'd remember always. So I was free from their grasp."

"I scolded them. "What did you two think you were going to do?"

They were looking around, worried that someone they knew would hear me chiding them. They were quiet.

"We're sorry, Mrs. M," they both said. 

Tony said, "I just thought that's what you wanted, I mean watching you with Jared and all I thought that...."

I cut him off. "I know, don't worry. That's not why I'm here. You boys were so nice to do the work today that I felt the need to reward you. I've already rewarded you Tony. Now it is Benji's turn. Since I can't trust you in the hallway I have an idea. I pulled Benji under the bleachers. I used to go to that school, honey. I think I've told you but I've sucked more than a few cocks under there in my day. I remembered what it was like. They are enclosed around the outside, they close up automatically. But there's a narrow area where you can shimmy in and walk underneath while the people above are clueless, unless they happen to peek underneath."

"I pulled Benji over. I slid in. He hesitated. I told Tony to go away. He looked dejected. I told him, "you know, if you take a seat near the top you might be able to watch. He bounded away gleefully. I still needed to convince Benji, I peeled my sweatshirt off. I let him reach in and feel my tits, your tits, baby. I begged him, just like you wanted. He was scared. He'd obviously never done anything like that before.

I told him, "I used to do this all the time, don't be such a baby!" That almost made him mad, but he took the bait, he squeezed in. I knelt on my sweatshirt and took out his cock. I could see Tony peering in from above us. He would see the whole show. I sucked Benji for awhile just to get him hard, I think the near public nature of it kept little Benji nervous to appear. The crowd would cheer and groan while this young guy's cock was in my mouth. I could feel Tony's eyes burning into my backside. I thought you'd want your slut more exposed so I peeled the shorts off and knelt on them too, that way Tony would get to see my ass work while I blew Benji."

"Nice," I muttered appreciatively.

"Finally, Benji got fully hard and it wasn't long before my oral expertise got him off. He cums the most, baby. I have mostly his cum in my belly, I can guarantee that. I let him caress my nakedness for a bit while he recovered. I saw Tony come to the edge of the bleachers, he called Benji over and whispered something. Benji came back and said, "I'm so sorry about this Mrs. M."

I said, "For what?" Before he answered he bent over, took my shorts and my sweatshirt and bolted out. He squeezed out of the bleachers before I could catch him."

"Fuckkkkk," I broke in to her story. She looked up at me from her knees, submissively "What did you do?" I asked.

"What could I do? I was naked, well, just my sneakers," she giggled.

She launched back into her tale. "Tony called me over and just smiled while I cussed him, albeit softly because I obviously didn't want to direct any attention to the naked slut under the bleachers. " 

"Looks like the shoe is on the other foot," he grinned, "or, it looks like shoes are all you have."

"Shut up," I hissed, "give me my clothes or I'll scream rape."

He wasn't worried. "I don't think you will, look at those bruises on you, they are a day old. Plus, there's Jared as a witness about what you are like. No one will believe you."

I knew it, I also knew he wasn't cruel, he was just a kid. I asked him what he wanted.

"Just let us have a little more fun," he said, bargaining.

"Give me my clothes first," I said. "Then we'll talk."

"No!" He said, "you'll just leave us hanging, like you did this morning."

"Did I leave you hanging yesterday? Or today? Your cum ended up in me both times, trust me," I said. I had no intention of doing anything else with them. You told me to suck them, I did. I felt it was my duty as a slut to get back to you with that information. But,. I also knew you'd want your slut to have to work her way out of it."

Tony kept up his aggressive tactics, "I don't care, I mean, I love cumming in your mouth but that pussy just looks so fucking fantastic," he moaned. 

"Benji was behind him, looking around nervously. He kept telling Tony to give me my clothes back and to let me go. I thought of you then, I thought of how you'd appreciate that, him trying to save me. I know how you like me rewarding that kind of thing. But, Tony was adamant, he kept pulling the clothes away. He'd sniff my shorts then tell me he'd just leave if I kept saying no. Finally, he just turned on his heels and walked away, taking Benji with him. They disappeared, I felt their eyes on me, they were watching me above, every now and then Tony would dangle my clothes down and snatch them back when I'd try to grab them. I knew this had better end quickly or someone would see what was going on."

"Suddenly the horn went off, the game was over. I was stuck there. The crowd started filing out. I hid in the darkest part until I heard no noise. I looked out, there was only a few staff people milling around. I wondered how in the world I'd ever get out of there unseen. Tony and Benji were nowhere to be seen. I thought about bolting through the opening and making a dash, though quietly, through the doors we'd been through before. I thought at worst, I'd meet a delighted, lonely janitor, willing to help."

Suddenly Tony surprised me at the opening. I almost shrieked and gave away my awkward position. He was just outside again, dangling my shorts. "Are you so sure now?" he grinned mischievously.

"Tony! Give me my clothes, this isn't funny."

"Yes it is, you are out on the town, sucking cocks tonight and now you are stuck, naked under the bleachers, because you won't agree to just some more fun. Adam already texted me that you sucked him off too. All three of us, what, did you think we don't talk about this stuff? We're guys!"

"Tony, seriously, give me my clothes, I could get arrested. Is that what you want? I promise you that you and your friends will never even sniff any of this ever again."

"That would be bad," he agreed. "So, I'll give you your clothes, if you let us play with you some."

"What do you mean play?" I asked. "I'm not fucking any of you tonight."

"Why the hell not?" He pouted.

"I'm just not, well for one, I'm sore...remember, Jared?" I said with irritation.

"You aren't fucking us tonight," he said thoughtfully. "Does that mean you'd fuck us some other time?"

"Tony! Please, hurry."

We heard the keys jangling at that moment. It was the janitor. He was barging through those same doors we'd been through. Tony bolted. I watched through the crack as the janitor started sweeping the behind the bleachers. I hid until I heard him work to the front. Suddenly the bleachers started closing up, they are electronic. I was panicking. I mean, I've actually squeezed behind them when they were full closed. They are set into the wall, there's still space behind them when fully closed. I have to admit I've sucked someone off there too," She giggled to me with an embarrassed smile. "I wasn't worried about being crushed or anything, it was just nerve wracking to be so vulnerable," she said.




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 03



"Tony suddenly appeared between the wall and the closing bleachers. "Now will you agree?"

"To what?" I asked. He liked the change in tone.

"We all get to play again. Including your pussy..."

"I told you I can't," I panted as I tried to skip between the collapsing sections.

"You don't have to fuck us tonight, but everything you have will be available to touch, if we want."

"fuck," I hissed. "You fucker."

"Last chance," He grinned as he sniffed my shorts one more time. The wall was getting close. 

"Yes, you get me, all of me, one more cum each, but no fucking!"

"That's all I needed to hear," he said, smiling, It was then I noticed he'd had his cell phone trained on me with the other hand the whole time. He probably got a good video of me agreeing to it. Fuck, honey, your slut can't hide her sluttiness from the public anymore, it seems."

"I had just enough time to slip out of the bleachers and slip on the shorts before it closed into the wall. The janitor spotted me. Tony was gone. I was there, topless, my sweatshirt still in my hand. I was busted! I just blushed, gave him a sexy smile and walked past him. I just wrapped the sweatshirt over my shoulder leaving my breasts free to the wind. I hadn't even cleaned the cum of those two off of my face fully yet. He knew it. I could tell by the way his eyes burned into mine. He gave me an appreciative whistle as I walked past him. I kind of felt bad for him. I wondered what would've happened if he'd pressed the issue, he was a big strong black man and he was between me and the doors.

I answered her, "Yeah, me too," I grinned. "The things he might have made you do."

"Yes," she hissed. Obviously she'd thought of the same things.

"What happened then?" I asked her. 

"Well, it was only about 10pm. It's just after 1am now, so...."

"So what happened in those three or so hours?" I said excitedly.

"Can't I just finish you, sir? I'm really hungry for it," she said batting her eyes flirtatiously.

"Finish the story or I'll redden that ass."

She just gave me a shrug and stuck her tongue out at me teasingly.

"So that's what you want, eh?" I snipped. "Fine." 

I grabbed her hairbrush from the dresser and saw her eyes go wide as saucers before I roughly pulled her over my lap. I reddened her ass with that brush as she sobbed. Each time she begged me to stop I did. 

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask.

"No sir," she'd say through sobs. I'd go back to blistering her ass until she'd scream for me to stop, so I would.

I'd ask again, "Stop?"

"No sir," she'd bawl. 

Finally, I'd turned it three shades of red before I stopped. I pushed her back to her knees.

"Now, finish the story, slut. Tell me what you've been doing the last few hours after you'd already completed your task of cocksucking."

She was still crying softly, but contentedly. The thrashing seemed to have calmed her to her core like it was one of her basic human needs.

"I only slipped the top back on when I walked outside. I'm sure a couple people got a look at your slut's titties, sir," she snickered. "Honestly, after the janitor saw them and I let him, I forgot that other people might be around. I was still thinking he might be watching me walk away, or worse, be right behind me, ready to tackle me. Tony and Benji were waiting for me. They each grabbed my elbow and led me to my car. I didn't resist. I'd promised, even though it was basically blackmail or extortion, whatever one it is," she chuckled.

"We got in my car, Tony in front, Benji in back. Tony reminded me that I agreed to it. I sighed and said, yes, even though I have to admit I was turned on because of it all and the not knowing what was going to happen."

"Take off your clothes," Tony urged. 

"Here? Now?" I asked. 

"No, we are driving somewhere first, just do it."

"I am not taking off my clothes," I said firmly. "You want us to get pulled over like that?"

Tony is a smart one. "Then just take off your shorts, no one will be able to see that."

I knew I owed them. I slid them off me. Tony retrieved them again and clutched them tightly like it was the one ring and he was Gollum. He made me drive off like that. He started caressing my soft inner thighs but in no time his fingers were on your slut's wet pussy. Oh yes, I was wet. You know how humiliation drives me, spurs me on. Benji was in the back but he reached around the seat and caressed my tits while I drove. I felt bad for him so I guided his hands under the sweatshirt so he could at least feel properly. Tony had me groaning, he had two fingers in me.

"Tony, please, easy, I'm so sore," I pleaded.

"So sore from fucking Jared, right?"

"Yes, he fucked me so rough," I whined.

"But you like that, right?"

"Yessss," I moaned. "But I can only take so much."

He took his fingers out of me and gave me an evil smile.

"Lick them," he said.

"So I did, just like I'd one for them the day before. I cleaned my slut juices off of him. Benji and him just laughed and slapped hands. I found out where I was driving to, Benji was texting in the back. I ended up back at Adam's house. Tony grinned. Adam popped up in an instant. He joined Benji in the backseat."

"Drive," Tony said. 

"He made me drive to the park. Adam brought beer. They all told me how beautiful I was. Then, they made me strip completely and show them. They sat on the car while they made me walk around, turn, twist, bend, just to amuse them while they got some liquid courage. They let me have some too. That helped, baby, you know how drinking can really get me in the mood. I chugged a couple, right along with them till I could feel a nice buzz. It was almost natural, me, totally naked in front of them while they were fully clothed. I was there for them, not the other way around."

Finally, Tony had his say. "Ok, you agreed to this, right?"

I said, "right, except I don't know what this is."

Tony responded, "the way I see it, you'd still be stuck in that building naked, with Mr. Randolph, the old janitor keeping you locked up until the police came, or worse."

The boys all said, "ew," in unison.

"Why? Is that bad?" I wondered aloud. I think I startled all of them. 

"Man, you are really something," Tony said. "Ok, here's the deal. You have a nice big backseat...the car I mean..." he said as the boys snickered while ogling my ass. "So, I think we all get a turn at you. I'd say a half hour each. You and one guy, in the backseat, allowing him to do whatever he wants until the time is up. Yes, I remember, no fucking. You didn't say anything about sucking though, I fully expect that's how we'll all finish."

I'd pretty much assumed that as well. I shrugged, my nipples were as hard as black licorice flavored gum drops at this point. They didn't seem to care that I was naked out in the elements.

I was glad to get into the car, it was still running, and nice and warm. Benji was first.

"Gosh, Mrs. M, I'm sorry about Tony," he sputtered, while at the same time taking out his very eager cock.

"Forget it, you are just boys, it's a guy thing," I giggled.

"Still, I don't think it was right for him to take your clothes like that," he said earnestly.

"No it wasn't," I agreed. "But sometimes guys do things like that to get what they want. You do want this, right?" I said. I guided his hands to my tits.

"Yes," He croaked. 

"Do what you want to do, have me do what you want, don't let your time go by," I urged. I remembered how he'd tried to be chivalrous earlier, I knew you'd want me to make that up to him."

He fondled me thoroughly. I'm sure it's the first time he's ever had free access to a woman like this. He touched me everywhere. He seemed embarrassed to touch my pussy or my ass so I guided him to them. He said, "oh wow," when I let one of his fingers penetrate my ass.

"I can't believe you'd let me do that," he said lustily.

"Women like that too," I cooed as he finger fucked me there. I knew his time was running out, I saw Tony and Adam watching like vultures for their turn. I blew their minds when I took his finger out of me and licked him clean. "Lay back," I said with urgency."

"I pushed him back and took his cock in my mouth, I was planning on licking up his copious cream but was interrupted when Adam opened the door and announced that it was his turn."

"He'd seen the display I'd done with my ass so he had me immediately get on my knees. He worked two fingers into my butt and finger fucked me while Tony laughed from outside the car. They were making fun of how I was twisting and turning and pushing my ass back into his fingers. I couldn't help it, honey, that turns me on so much, you know that. Again, he made me turn around and lick him clean. He felt your slut up good, baby. His hands were all over me, on me, in me. He worked over my slut nipples. They are already so sore, baby. Still, it was making me positively creamy."

"He took his cock out and eased my head down onto it. I sucked him greedily. My lust was growing. He'd stopped me short of taking Benji's cream, I wasn't going to let that happen here. I pushed my tits over his cock and let him titty fuck me while I kept teasing him with my mouth over the head of his cock.

"Fuck, fuck yeah," he cried. "Let me cum on those titties!" He yelled.

I wanted it in my throat, in my stomach like a good cock sucker should but I let him do it, baby. He shot all over my tits. I didn't let it go to waste, though. I scooped it off me and swallowed every drop I could. He opened the door and got out. I saw some droplets of cum on the seat and I licked it off, sir. I knew you would want that. You wouldn't want any to go to waste."

Tony got in with a smirk. "My turn."

"He was rough with me, baby. He had me on my knees, facing him. My tits were hanging loose. He seemed to delight in slapping my tits with his open palm. He saw that I liked that, it turned him on and urged him to do it harder. Then, he climbed up over me and jammed his fingers into my pussy. I nearly screamed, I was still so sore. I told him it hurt. He slowed his pace only a bit. Soon he had three fingers in me. He made sure I knew how wet I was because he shoved his fingers in my face to lick.

"It may be sore but you still like it, don't you?"

"Yes," I said with a peep. He wasn't timid after that, he reamed me good with his fingers, soon he had two in my pussy and another in my ass. He laughed at how much he had me dancing on the seat with lust.

"God, you are such a slut," he said appreciatively. "You could probably cum like that," he said with excitement.

"You want me to?" I asked.

"Yes, do it, cum for me," he urged.

"I worked my fingers on my clit. He was fucking me furiously, I was backing into his fingers just as aggressively and I absolutely blew his mind when I came with a scream. Of course he made me lick both his and my fingers clean. I know he took the most liberty with your slut. It had to be far past the half hour when he finally pulled me out of the car damned near by my nipples and made me suck him off in front of his friends as he sat on the hood of my car, our car, the car you bought me, baby. I'm sorry if I'm too much of a slut for you baby," she said, looking at me worriedly.

"I love you," I said truthfully as she looked up submissively from her knees. I told her, "we've already agreed to how we will treat you from now on. Finish the story, then I'm taking that mouth."

"Yes sir!" She chirped giddily. 

She went back to the story, "so, I just sucked off Adam and Tony and let them all finger fuck me and feel everything I had. Benji had been left out, because he was just too darned timid. Tony started to give me my clothes before he pulled them back.  

He said, "you did say that you wouldn't fuck us today. Does that mean you might some other time?" He asked hopefully

"I answered him honestly. I told them, "I don't know. It isn't up to me."

"I'm sure they had no idea what that meant, but we do sir, don't we?"

"Yes, baby. You will do it, if I say," I said caressing her hair. I was now teasing her face with my cock, letting her touch it.

She continued, "they gave me my clothes but I thought of you, what you'd want for your slut. I thought, "what would be more fitting than a pleasing whore driving her studs home naked?" So I did. I let them finger me and torment my angry nipples all the way back. I dropped off Adam first. Tony made me kiss his cock goodbye. Then, it was Tony's turn. After I kissed and licked his cock clean he whispered to me. "I'm going to have that pussy, you know I am."

It made me cream, sir. How demanding and sure he was. Finally it was just me and Benji. He stills lives at home while his brother has his own place. He told me I could put on my clothes. I thanked him but I told him no. I wanted him to enjoy me for a bit longer. I drove naked for him back to the park. It surprised him, maybe even me a little. His eyes got all wide."

"Why are we back here?" He asked, though with an obvious hope.

"Because you didn't get to cum again, silly," I teased him.

I stepped out of the car I let him caress me all over. I asked him, "your brother and your friends don't treat you all that well, do they?"

He said, "oh, they are all right."

I said, "no they aren't. They are mean to you."

He said, "well, I'm the youngest one. That's just what you get when you are the youngest."

I told him. "And you are the nicest and the best human being out of all of them, plus the one with the nicest cock," I cooed to him.

"Really?" he asked in wonder.

"Yes, really," I grinned.

"Aren't you cold?" he asked me.

"Very," I said. "But you are about to warm me up."

"You are so fucking beautiful, Mrs. M."

"Call me Meaghan, only you can call me that," I smiled.

"I wish there were girls at college that looked and acted like you," he said wistfully. Then he realized how that might've sounded.

"No, you are right," I said reassuringly. "I am a pleaser. You might not know what this means but I'm submissive. I like to please. I find it better when I'm under someone's control."

"You want me to control you?" He asked incredulously.

I laughed. "No, that's for my husband. He owns me. Tonight I just want you to fuck me."

"Oh my god, really?" He gushed. 

I guided him over to the car. I bent over the hood. It felt good, it was still warm. I eased his cock into me, it slid in easily, all the wonderful action before had heated me up.

"Go slow," I begged. "I'm so sore."

He was careful, very careful, ok, he was too careful. I told him to forget it, to just fuck me naturally. He did, wonderfully so. Since he'd already cum once he lasted a lot longer, he fucked your slut good, baby. I didn't know if you'd want that, I hope you aren't mad."

I looked at her as she licked and caressed the head of my cock. "No, it's what I believe a slut should've done."

She finished her story. "So he fucked me and I have to admit, it was hard, not just his cock, because it was sore," she giggled. "But of course, I fucking loved it. I thought of you, I thought of how it got sore, I thought that this is how a slut should have to pay for having made it sore like that. He came in me with a groan. I let him cum fully before I turned around and licked both of us off of him. I thanked him for using the slut so well."

"He told me how beautiful I looked as I was on my knees cleaning us off of him. I asked him if he could keep a secret from his brother and friends. He said he could, he actually did hate the way they treated him."

"I told him to wait. I went and got my phone. I let him take pictures of me, baby, they are on my phone. I told them that I'd send them to him, if he'd not tell the others. He promised he would. I know that's up to you, though, baby. Some of the shots are very lewd, his cum is leaking out of me, there's some of me taking it out of my pussy and licking it off my hand. It's very clear that it's me, baby," she said suddenly ashamed.

I pulled her up by the hair and made her show me. She connected her phone to the pc. The pictures were just that, Lewd. They were just of some slut basking in all her whore glory. I made her email Benji, I made her click "send". 

Then, I made her suck me to the best orgasm while I told her what a slut she was. Then, I made her again sleep on the blankets on the floor near the bed. I didn't let her wash. I told her she needed to sleep in her sluttiness. She thanked me, told me she loved me and hoped I was as committed to our agreement as she was. I told her I was, more so than ever. I told her she'd freed me as well. I no longer thought of her as delicate. We both wanted this. I had so many ideas now.

She asked me what they were. I grinned, "you know better than that."

She gave me a sultry pout. "Can you tell me just one? Just one little one so I can sleep fitfully, like a slut should?"

I smiled, "Ok. I was thinking that maybe, just maybe we need a school girl outfit for you."

"Ok?" she asked somewhat disappointed by its tameness.

I laughed at that. ""Then, I see a certain slut in a gymnasium, while a big black janitor rips it off of her."

"Oh my god," she hissed. I kissed her on the forehead.

"Sleep tight," I chuckled. Her eyes were still wide awake looking at me in wonder. That was the last thing I remembered before I fell into a nice, deep sleep.

{End of Meaghan Plays- part 3}



Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 04



{Part four of "Meaghan Plays" I've shortened the previous title of Meaghan Plays with the neighbors"} 

*

I love Meaghan. A lot. Yes, she's a slut, more than I'd even previously known. It isn't like we do something like in the previous stories every day. In fact, mostly our life would seem humdrum or routine to most of you. We like it that way. However, the recent discovery of the depth of Meaghan's desire to be used has increased our activity level accordingly. For her, it must be like a kid receiving that one special present on Christmas that he/she then wants to play with every waking moment of every day. Eventually it will wear off. I had no doubt that this was going to happen with Meaghan. I don't even think her body could take all of what she's done on a regular basis. Still, the toy was still shiny and new for her, at least at the moment.

I know I was a bit shocked at first, though I always got to enjoy it with her afterwards. I can't say that it didn't help me, too. I got her more often, and in ways she usually makes me wait for. Still, her activity level got me thinking about what to do when she was gone for hours and hours. I always plan on being there "after" but what about me? I still have the notoriety of being a former pro athlete. I can still have my choice of women, for the most part. I thought I really needed to get back to that. I had mostly concentrated on Meaghan's needs, her desires and put off my own. For example, there was still Suzie the cute, blonde big tittied neighbor who kept after me to repeat our liaisons from the past. I figured it was about time I paid her a visit.

Meaghan seemed put off by that. I had to laugh. "You are jealous that I might titty fuck Suzie, while you are out doing god knows what with other guys?"

She stuck her lip out in a pout. "I didn't say that. Bang that stupid slut, if that's what you wish," she said half jokingly. "I just thought the things I was doing was for both of us. You seem to get enjoyment out of them as well."

"I do," I said truthfully. "I really just feel kind of out of place when you are out on one of your "episodes," I just think it would help me take the edge off."

"But I want you after, when I come home," she whined. "Can you promise me that your cock will be ready?"

I chuckled. "I actually think it might help. It might delay my excitement a bit. I do get quite charged up, as you can see."

She smiled at that. "Then do it, go fuck that easy slut." 

I grinned. "If that isn't the pot calling the kettle black."

She ignored my comment and said, "I should find something, er someone, to do myself, it's been more than two weeks now. Did you have any thoughts on the matter?"

"Say, black. That reminds me..." I began. "Remember that old black janitor guy who got to see your tits at the gym when you were out sucking off Jared's friends?"

"Yeah," she smiled. "I'm sure he still thinks about that."

I'll give you a little background on Meaghan. I think she's what I'd call a closet racist. Not the kind that would ever say a mean or disparaging thing about someone, nor would she ever act that way to someone. It's just her manner. I think she probably just think she's better than they are. For example, out of her promiscuous past, has she ever had sex with a black guy? No. Has she ever dated one? No. Even with nearly an even split of whites and blacks at the City high school she attended, they never stood a chance with her. She's upper middle class, I just think she inherited some of the arrogance. I was interested in seeing her prove me wrong.

"What do you think he'd have done if you'd have lingered?" I wondered.

"Oh, I'm sure he'd have loved getting his hands on these creamy beauties," she laughed while holding her taut breasts in her hands.

"I'm sure he'd have done more than that," I ventured.

She just gave me a look of, "ew," and scrunched up her nose.

I was about to launch into the whole, "what, he isn't good enough for you?" speech when she broke in.

"He's gotta be, what, 60ish? He's big, and I mean kinda fat, he's got a big belly, but then again everything on him is huge."

"Everything?" I kidded.

"Hush, everything I saw," she said as if irritated by my line of questioning.

"Remember how we talked about our new arrangement?" I reminded her.

She nodded.

"Remember how some of our fantasies are the same. I know we both liked you having to put out to Jared's friends. We both liked the idea of an older woman like yourself having to please 18, 19 year olds."

She smiled in agreement. 

And, I remember how you and I both agreed that you with people who normally had no chance with you was also a hot idea. We discussed you having to please older men as well, as we'd both find that humiliating for you."

"Yes," she murmured nervously. " But, this guy...I mean who knows if he's even all there, you know, what if he's like...retarded or something?"

I had to laugh at that. "Really? He's a janitor in a school, he's black, so he must be retarded?"

"No!" She said, as she stomped her foot. "Not because he's black, it's just, how would I know?"

"I suppose you could find out," I laughed, upon suggesting the obvious.

Again she scrunched up her nose. I really had the idea that if it had been a 60 year old white guy it would be different. She tried to change the subject.

"So, have you thought about anything else? I mean, Tom and Jared are all over me every time I'm outside, plus they are texting and emailing me about what they'd like to do to me next."

"I see you are out in the yard a little more now," I joked. I knew she was "advertising."

"Plus, we haven't decided anything about Jared's friends. Remember that Tony wants my pussy bad," she said, sounding hopeful.

"I remember, little punks," I grinned.

"Little punks with big cocks," she said almost under her breath.

"According to our agreement you now want me in charge of deciding what it is you do," I reminded her. It had been a couple weeks of cooling off and resting, I wanted to make sure we still had the same thoughts.

"Yes, of course. Can't you see I'm fucking on edge here? It's been two weeks," she whined.

"Then you will listen and do as I say," I said smugly.

"Yes, sir," she said as her eyes flashed with excitement.

I actually had thought about it, a lot. It was something I wanted her to do. This one was more about me than her, at least for starters. I also think though, that deep down, it is also what she claims she needs. I told her to be ready the next night, a Friday. I wouldn't tell her what, though, just to keep the edge. I also wanted her worked up enough thinking about it that it would be more difficult for her to back out. She tends to allow her desires to make decisions. I wanted that. I texted Jared's friend Tony, the 19 year old from before. I pretended I was her, I blocked my number. I figured he'd not pass up this chance. As if I was her I told him exactly what I wanted him to do. Then, I promised him what he'd get if he did.

I laid her outfit on the bed on Friday. It was what I'd mentioned in the previous story. It was basically a school girl outfit, though definitely more adult. It was a plaid skirt, short, well over the knee. I laid out one of her white, silk blouses. It was sheer, but not see through. She saw it and gave me one of those, "seriously?" looks but I noticed her skin start to flush. She was getting excited. 

The rest of the outfit was a frilly push up bra I'd laid out along with some really hot French cut underwear. She completed the outfit with some black leather pumps and a hair scrunchy. Yes, I wanted her to look like a hot older women trying to look like a teenager. I thought that thought alone should be humiliating to her. She was a bundle of nervous energy as she put on her makeup. She knew she was going out. She knew what "going out," meant now. She'd be put in a compromising situation and have to do what a slut would do to get out. 

I'd thrown her a bone earlier and mentioned that Tony "might" be involved. For some reason she really seemed to want that. Out of all the guys she'd pleased so far, he was by far the rudest, crudest. Obviously, she was indicating that that was her preference. I wasn't sure how it would work out for him, but I knew that the possibility of it was there. 

She was fidgety. She could barely contain herself. I made her have some wine first. She downed two glasses before I'd even sipped mine. I knew she was ready. I laid out the plan.

"Are you prepared to do as I say?" I asked sternly.

"Yes," she said with an excited peep.

"You are sure? You won't back out?" I said questioningly.

"No," she said with a sense of urgency. "I'm sure you will put me in a place I want to be."

"Exactly," I said. I told her my plan. It took a few minutes, to get all the possible details in. Her look was priceless. Her jaw went slack. I'm sure a thousand thoughts filled her head. She couldn't bring any to her lips, though. She stood there, gaping.

"Too much?" I grinned. "I'm sure I can think of something less interesting, if that's what you want." It was the competitive taunt she needed.

"Fuck you," she hissed. "I told you I'd do whatever...."

"Good. I don't expect you back for awhile so I made plans with Suzie and her big titties," I grinned.

She just stuck her tongue out at me in defiance. I smacked her hard on the butt. "Now, move that slut ass before the night is wasted."

I spent the next few hours with Suzie. As I've mentioned. Suzie is a cute little blond neighbor with some really nice tits. She's a tiny thing, at least to me. Her husband is more of a traditional cuckold than I am. He likes being submissive to her. She calls the shots, tells him about it after and makes him lick her clean while she berates him about how small his dick is. Hey, it's their thing, I'm all for it if that's what they like. Me, I just like spinning her on my cock.

Suzie is very cute, even though she's probably in her early forties now. For a 40 year old she's got an incredibly tight pussy. I bounced her around on my cock for quite awhile before I let my cum shoot all over her fabulous boobs. I told her to leave the cum on there, dripping until she let her husband back in the house. She'd put him outside in the garage like a pet dog while I used her pussy up. I left with a smile, it had been too long.

I fell asleep on the couch, no doubt still grinning. I awoke at 2am when Meaghan stumbled in. Her skirt was askew, the blouse was barely buttoned and I didn't detect any of her underwear. Her hair was no longer pulled back into the hair scrunchy. Her hair looked like it was caked with something. I, of course, knew what it was.

"Well, look at what the cat finally dragged in," I smirked.

"You fucker," she hissed but with a drunken half smile. "Fuck that neighbor skank?" She said with derision.

"Oh yeah," I grinned, "though I see another skank has probably outdone her."

She blushed at that. I let her tell me the story.

Meaghan: I know you thought I couldn't, or wouldn't do what you told me to. I know what you think, that I talk a good game but when it came to something that I hadn't thought of before that I'd balk. Well, I didn't. Is that what you want to hear? I didn't balk at all. I did it, more than you even suggested, though I know you told me to follow up with any possibilities, or as you said, "do what you know a slut should do."

I did. I'm getting ahead of myself. You told me to go back to the High School and what you wanted. I didn't know how much you'd planned ahead. You mentioned Tony, I thought maybe that's who I was supposed to meet. You should've seen how I turned heads when I showed up in the gym again. Yes, you knew it, another varsity game was playing. I saw a bunch of fat women turn up their noses at me. Jealous bitches. I know they'd wish they would get the looks I get. I spotted Tony, you told me he'd want to see me. You were right, he barely let me get in the door.

"Wow, Mrs M. You look fucking amazing," he gushed.

You told me Tony would probably take the lead, I don't know how you knew that but he did. He took me behind the bleachers and kissed me deeply. He felt your wife's tits through my top. I saw some guys leaning over the bleachers, they saw your wife getting felt up by this young guy. I'm sure they wished it was them.

"Are you really going to do it?" He asked me. 

You told me to say yes. I did. He practically tore my arm off when he pulled me into the hallway, the same one as before. He went back to kissing me and feeling my tits. This time he got his hands inside my bra and played with my nipples. They felt electric, it sent jolts right to my clit, I swear. His hands then got up under my short skirt and he felt your wife's ass, baby, no doubt just how you wanted it.

He was very excited, I could see his pants tenting up in front. "You know the janitor showed up last time," he panted.

"Then you'd better hurry," I giggled.

"Ok," he said excitedly. "Oh wait, I forgot," he said. He pulled out some handcuffs. I had no idea he knew I was into that kink. 

"Tony," I started to protest, until I remembered that you said that Tony would know what to do and to let him. I didn't want to back out of it, I wanted to show you I wouldn't. I let him do it. He cuffed my hands over my head to that bar thingy on the gym doors that control how fast they close. He showed me the key. He popped your slut's tits out of the top. He quickly and roughly pawed them, all the while driving me crazy. 

I told him he'd better hurry. He yanked my skirt down to my ankles. He saw the French cut panties. 

"Wow, Mrs. M, those are hot," he gushed. 

"Take them as a souvenir," I said. I was slick, ready. I knew what a nice cock he had. I couldn't wait for him to skewer me with it. 

He took my panties. I was hung up on the door, nearly on my tiptoes, my tits were fully exposed and my skirt was in a puddle at my feet and my panties were in his hot little hands. He slid his pants over his ass. His cock sprung out, fully engorged. I told him to take me, as he had wanted before. His cock grazed against my opening. I tried to buck into it, to help ease it in, he backed off. He looked around. Then, just as before we heard the crashing of a cart coming. It was the janitor again. 

"Fuck," I growled. "The key, uncuff me!" I said as quietly as I could. He gave me a weird smile.

"Oops," he smiled. He dropped the fucking key. It hit the ground with a metallic click. He then kicked it down the hallway, in the direction of the sound of the approaching janitor cart. It slid almost all the way to the locked gate. "I can't believe you wanted this," he shrugged, "but, if I can have that later, I'm all for it." He left me there like that, open, exposed, and now very very helpless. 

"You really are twisted," Meaghan said to me before resuming her story.

Meaghan: So, I was basically just hanging there. I knew there was nothing I could do. I saw him before he saw me. His eyes lit up.

"What the fuck," he bellowed. He came right at me. I must've looked like I was sobbing. He asked me over and over if I was all right.

"Yes," I said, incredibly embarrassed now. My tits were heaving from my panting and I'm sure he could smell my excitement from before, my pussy was fully exposed to him.

"Lady, are you sure you are ok?" He asked in awe. "I remember you, from two weeks ago," he said, his eyes squarely on my tits. He'd remembered those, for sure.

I insisted I was, that I wasn't being raped, that it was just a game between me and my husband. He gave me a strange look. I'm sure he knew I was lying. He'd seen Tony, I'm sure of it. I'm sure he realized the age difference. I was truly sobbing now, but totally from the embarrassment of it. You knew it, you cruel fucker. You knew how embarrassing that would be to me to be caught like that. I know it is what you wanted, after the last time. You told me you wondered what would've happened if he'd caught me last time, you wanted to make sure it happened this time. Well it did. He had your wife nearly totally naked and hanging. I realized by this time that he wasn't retarded. He had a very wicked smile.

"So you put yourself in this position on purpose?" He asked. He was going to make me explain myself. I'm sure you know how humiliating that must've been for me.

I told him that my lover and I were just exploring some kink. I told him that we just kind of like it like this. I realized I hadn't even asked him yet to let me go. It wasn't lost on him.

"Um, could you let me go now, sir? I promise we won't bother you again."

I showed him where the key was, way down the hall. He just nodded. "Are you sure that's what you really want?" He asked me in that deep basso.

"Of course, sir," I said as politely as I could. I mean it is one thing to have Tony have me helpless, but him, a complete stranger? I wasn't sure what he'd do. I started to beg. He seemed to enjoy it. He was watching me twist and turn away from him, trying to hide as much of my nudity as I could. He just kept swinging me back to face him. 

"Fuck, please, sir, really. I'm serious," I begged.

"You know I will," he said. "But first, tell me this. Two weeks ago I saw you topless, obviously after you'd done something with that young punk. You hadn't even time to fully dress. God knows what you did with him under the bleachers, but that's not the problem. So, even after you saw me, you didn't bother to put your top on."

I remembered, I also remembered the look of lust he had. It was now back in those deep brown eyes of his.

"So, you could've covered up, you could have run, you could've thrown me some lie or told me to mind my own fucking business. Instead, you just teased me by walking out of here, swaying that hot ass for me. On purpose, you did it on purpose. Now, I find you like this, again, this time in even more of a compromising situation. What's a man supposed to think?"

I told him I was sorry, that I'd never do it again, that it was just a game between two lovers that got out of hand.

He eyed me intently. He hadn't even touched me or attempted to. "That's your story?" He asked.

I told him it was. I was begging. 

"Fine," he said. He walked off down the hall. I saw him bend and pick up the key. He walked back slowly. He was taking me in as he approached. He had a look of pity in his eyes.

I remembered our discussion earlier. I remember how you taunted me. I think you wanted something like this. I took a deep breath. I am no chicken. He started to unlock me.

"Wait, wait," I said quickly. He stopped. 

"Look," I said. I wasn't even sure what I was going to say, or do. I think you love that about me, that I'm forced to be what I am, on the spot, spontaneously. Whatever, it works. "You've been so nice, both times you've caught me, before you unlock me, don't you want to...you know...at least touch me?" I asked. I think I was whispering, I don't even know if I said it aloud. My brain was screaming.

He heard. "Touch you? Are you serious?"

"Yesss," I whispered again. "Do it," I said, "as a reward for not turning me in." My heart was flipping, my pussy was suddenly slick.

He put his big hands on my open titties. He felt your slut wife's titties, baby. Then, he pulled away with concern.

"I don't feel right about doing this," he said. He started to reach up to let me out again. 

I knew what you wanted me to do now, it was so clear, you wanted me to debase myself to this guy, this old guy, the old black janitor. I begged him to continue. He hesitated.

"Listen, I get it, you like some kinky sex, maybe even risky, but I can't risk my job, even for something as incredible as this, I have grandkids and a house to pay for," he said as he twisted my nipple deftly. I felt my pussy light up like a Christmas tree as the jolt shot through me.




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 04



I had him on the hook, well, he had me on the hook too. I knew it wouldn't take much convincing. 

"You think I'm incredible?" I said, batting my eyelashes.

"Fucking right," he gushed. The last time I saw these I swore I'd seen a naked angel," he said, cupping my tits in his big paws.

"Then why stop?" I quickly asked, I wanted to keep him from letting me go just yet. "Touch me again, pull my nipples, feel what you didn't get to last time. Plus, you haven't touched my pussy yet," I said hopefully.

He looked around. He had a sad expression. I knew he was going to let me loose. I took one more shot.

"You know what? You are right. It's far too chancy here." He unlocked my cuffs. He expected me to bolt. I just pulled up my skirt, my tits were still free. 

"Is there somewhere else?" I asked. "Somewhere safer, like a break room?"

I saw his eyes light up. "The boiler room," he answered quickly. "No one but me has the key to it."

Well, as you know, I've never been fucked in a boiler room. I said, "lead the way." I cuffed my hands in front of me. I let him pull me down the hall by my cuffs. He ogled my tits the whole way. We entered the boiler room, the door shut behind us. I was trapped now. The only way out was the slut way out. It was no doubt what you wanted from me. I wanted to make sure it was exactly as you'd set up. I walked over where a pipe was hanging above. I opened the cuffs just long enough to cuff them again encircling the pipe above me. I was helpless again. I felt you wanted it this way. I dropped the key. His jaw also dropped. 

He wasn't as reluctant this time, baby. He yanked my top open more so that my tits were completely out. He made me shimmy out of my skirt. I kicked it to him. He had a lewd smile. He worked his hands all over me, honey. His hands were strong, yet incredibly soft. They knew their way around a woman, too, he had my nipples on fire with his teasing. He put them in his mouth and nipped them gently at first, then a little rougher. He cupped my pussy in his massive hand and rubbed it. He could feel my wetness, he rubbed my pussy so good, baby. He stepped back.

"Wow," he groaned. I could see he was excited. He was sweating, I was too, it was hot in there, though I think we'd have been sweating anyway.

"Ok," he said, as he tried to maintain his composure. "I got to touch what I didn't get to before...should I let you go now?"

So, there are still gentlemen out there, sir. I was so fucking horny then. I wanted what you wanted, what he wanted, too. I told him, "I'm not an angel. Treat me like a slut," I moaned. I loved being restrained but I also wanted so badly to touch my clit, I think if he'd just rubbed it another few seconds I'd have squirted all over his hand. I saw his eyes narrow. He was thinking.

"Do it," I hissed. "You know you want to. Fuck this white bitch," I taunted.

"Fuck," he muttered. "I still am worried, what if you fucking cry rape or something? Who is going to believe a fat old black man?"

"Give me your big black cock," I moaned. "Please..." I was begging him for it, sir. I knew that is what you'd have wanted, but I was doing it for me. I couldn't stand it. It was right there, so close. He had it in his hands, it looked so fucking....tasty."

He still looked apprehensive but he came back to fondle me again. This time his thick fingers worked into my pussy. I must've drenched his fingers, he just mouthed the word, "damn," each time he withdrew them. 

"That's it," I groaned. "Touch this white slut. I've fucking teased you, begged for it, feel me up, like a slut deserves."

He was still reluctant but excited. I told him what he wanted to hear.

"You don't need to worry about anyone calling it rape. Let me make love to your cock with my mouth. Make me suck that fucking dick!"

His cock was thick, full. I think it finally made the decision for him. "Fuck," he hissed. He got in front of me and lifted me off my toes. I couldn't bend, as you know. His cock was poking at my wetness. He was hovering me above it, tantalizingly. He unlocked me. I fell to my knees.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked.

"Yes," I panted. "Yes, I want it, I fucking need it!"

My hand was finally able to rub my pussy. I slid my mouth down onto his pole. I think I came the moment I bottomed out on him. It drove him crazy. He kept slamming me down onto his cock.

"Fuck...your mouth is so hot..." he moaned with each penetration.

"Ohhh," He moaned. "Suck me like a slut," I did. He had no more reservations. He pistoned me up and down on his cock. I was just being used as his mouth fuck puppet. 

"I'm...going...to...cum..." he warned. 

"Do it," I begged. "Fill me up, fill your whore."

"Are you sure?" He said, lost in lust.

"Yes," I said as I throated him deeply again. 

He filled your slut, well, his slut up, sir. I could feel its heat in my mouth, down my throat. It was fucking incredible, as you knew it would be for me. You know me too well. He pulled out of me. I almost laughed. His cock was drenched. I'd just had to suck off a big black guy because you thought that I thought I was too good for someone like him. Now I know it isn't true. I wasn't too good for him. He got to use me like the slut I am. Thank you for showing me that. I fucking totally loved getting him off.

He carried me to a cot in the corner. It must be where he takes his break, there was a coffee table and some magazines. He sat me down in it. 

"Thank you so much for that, ma'am," he said politely. "I'd never thought I'd ever have someone so beautiful."

"No, thank you, sir. You gave me what I needed, what I wanted. You treated me as I deserved."

"So you aren't going to get me in trouble or anything?" He said, still suspicious.

"Hell no," I grinned. "If I got you in trouble how would I ever get that fucking cock of yours again?" I cooed.

He beamed at that. 

"Plus, you don't know what this tight white pussy feels like yet," I giggled to him.

He said, "beautiful, I'm 61 years old, a set of jumper cables couldn't get my cock hard again," he laughed. 

"Can I taste you one more time? I asked. I swear I was drooling. He took his cock out again. I got on my knees for him.

It was still wet with both of us on him. I licked him up and down and suckled him softly. I sucked on that beautiful head of his cock. I got his balls in my mouth, one by one and bathed them with my soft mouth. I showed him what my mouth and tongue could do when it wasn't so urgent. Before it was basically a mouth fuck. I wanted to show him what it could be like, for later, if you should ever allow it, I'm sure I'd suck him dry any day you wanted.

He could only shake his head at his fortune. Finally, I gathered up my clothes. I pulled him close and let him kiss me. He did, too, he covered my mouth with kisses. I let his tongue dance with mine. I felt so naughty, baby, finally letting a guy kiss me who'd already filled my mouth with his cum. I thought you'd like that thought too. 

I walked back down the hall. I'd already given my panties to Tony and somehow I think I'd subconsciously let my bra in the boiler room so the janitor could have it. I could still feel and taste his hot cum down the back of my throat. He took me back to the door I'd been cuffed to.

"So..." he said hesitatingly. 

"Yeah," I said breathlessly.

"If I ever see you hanging from the door frame..." he kidded.

"Then you do what you have to do," I said staring deeply into his soulful eyes. "You take the slut down to the boiler room and fill that hot slut up...Roy," I said, noticing his name tag for the first time. 

My tummy was swimming with his cum, baby and I just now found out his first name. That is so humiliating, that I'm such a slut, but I know that's just what we both know I am.

I walked into the gym. It was now empty, the game was ended. I saw Roy watching me walk away. I lifted my skirt and showed him my bare ass. I turned and winked. I saw him smiling from ear to ear. I tucked the back of the skirt into the waistband and walked out like that, letting him ogle my bare ass the entire way. I'm sure that counts as teasing, doesn't it baby, I'm sure you'll consider some way to get his big ol' fat cock up my ass, won't you? I'm not even sure I could take it.

I walked outside, there were still some people milling about. I let my skirt fall over my ass again. Sure enough, Tony was outside my car smoking a cigarette.

"Damn, Mrs. M, it's been almost an hour! I can't believe you wanted to let the janitor catch you like that," he said, his eyes full of wonder.

"I know," I said softly. "I just felt it wasn't right to tease him like I have. Plus, I had to make sure he was ok with you and I, if we ever play any games there again. I had to convince him to be on board."

"Is he?" Tony asked, somewhat clueless.

"Oh yeah," I giggled. "I think we're ok now."

"You didn't....fuck him did you?" He asked suspiciously. 

"Fuck him? That old fat black guy? No way!" I said, not lying. "I just let him catch me and get his jollies that way. I let him touch me, just to convince him to let me go, then we spent most of the rest of the time talking about his grandkids."

"It took and hour for that?" He asked naively.

"Well, I was cuffed for most of it, so I was kind of a captive audience."

"I guess," he said. He bought it. He leaned over to me impatiently. He'd waited an hour already. He kissed me. I wasn't expecting it. There were people around. I asked him what he was doing.

"Cmon, Mrs. M," he urged. "You've teased me with it for weeks now. You told me you'd let me fuck you tonight, I can't wait any fucking longer."

"I said that?" I asked.

"Yes, your text to me said that you'd give up that pussy if I cuffed you to that door as you wanted."

Ah, I knew it was you that had set that up. I also knew how you wanted this to go. I sighed. I just wondered how it was going to do down. As it was I was still fucking dripping wet from Roy, so wonderfully so. I knew your sick mind, though, you wanted me to figure out how. I told him to drive. I sucked his cock on the way, I told him to get on the highway. His cock was slick with my saliva as we cruised down the road. I knew he wanted my pussy and I knew I had to give it to him, you sick fucker. I thought of calling you and asking what you wanted but then I remembered you were probably banging that blonde hussy. I thought, "fuck it, this is for me." Remember, Tony has one really nice cock, as I've told you. He was going to get to use it on your wanton wife's pussy, as long as he could stand.

I told him to drive home. I saw he looked crestfallen. "Don't worry, baby," I cooed. "You are going to get this pussy, just like you want it."

It seemed to make him speed up. I sucked his cock carefully all the way home. I didn't want him to spurt too early in his youthful exuberance. He pulled into our driveway. I stepped out, just long enough to remove what little I still had on. I was naked for him. He practically devoured me. We were in the backseat, his fingers were all over and in me. 

I let him enjoy your wife, baby. Right there, in our driveway. I wanted you to be able to see it but I knew you were probably balls deep in that slut so in a way I wanted to punish you, too. I wanted this guy to take your wife right here, on your property. I was hoping you'd catch us, that you'd walk by when he had his cock buried up to the hilt in me. His cock was nearly bursting. He was poised over me.

"How do you want me?" I panted. I was just as ready as he was. I was still in a lustful haze from earlier, I was fantasizing that Roy still had me hanging from that pipe, having another go at me, this time not just my mouth.

"Fuck," he groaned. "On your knees?" he asked.

"Don't ask me, baby, tell me. How do you want my pussy?"

He made me roll over onto my knees. He stuck his cock at my opening, he dug his fingernails into my ass and drove it home. I could only groan, I was still so worked up from before. I was just a married slut being fucked in her own driveway. Tony had waited so long for this, now I was his. He wasn't going to waste the opportunity. Every time he'd get too excited he'd slow down and fuck me tantalizingly slow. I tried to back my ass back into him to get him to give it to me good again. Soon enough, he'd be back at it, banging me freely, only to back off again.

Then, a funny thing happened. I saw you walking out of Suzie's house. I saw that smug grin on your face. I knew you'd deposited at least one load of cum in that hussy. That just made me tell Tony to bang me harder. I begged him to smack my titties around, pull my nipples hard. He obliged willingly. He was using me as his fuck toy, I didn't care. I wanted you to see, I wanted everyone to see. My idea was that you'd walk right by and see Tony abusing your wife's pussy, tormenting her tits. Instead, you walked down the hedge line and went in the back. I nearly screamed at you to watch your fucking slut wife get fucked. 

Tony saw you. "That was fucking close," he panted. He'd taken his cock out of me and already had his pants up. I told him to put it back in me but he wouldn't do it. He was too fucking scared of you. I begged him to do it, to fuck me like a whore, nothing I said worked.

"Let's get out of here," he urged. 

I almost got out and left him hanging. I really did. I thought about what you wanted, though. How your text had promised him my pussy. Plus, he'd gotten my pussy worked up again and I wasn't sure that now that you'd drained your balls into that cheap bimbo that you'd be able to finish what he started. I climbed back in.

"So you won't fuck me here?" I asked.

"Hell no, he'd kill me."

I wanted to tell him that you'd fucking love it. I wanted to say that I should just call you down and make you watch. I thought you would, as part of our game, remember?" Not only did I agree to do all your perverted commands, you promised that I could also tease you and use things like this to get us both worked up. I almost did it, baby. But, I could see that there's no way Tony's sweet cock would ever be able to rise if you were around.

I saw you in the bedroom window. It looked like you were whistling, fucking whistling! After leaving some skank's house. I was pissed. I know I shouldn't be, I didn't care, I used it as motivation. No doubt you'd approve.

"Let's go somewhere," he urged. "Quick!"

I thought of you and that slut. I wanted this to be prolonged. I wanted to make you wait while your wife was out getting used.

I said, "Tony, I'm home already, perhaps we should just do it another night." I was bluffing.

He nearly freaked. "Mrs M.! I'm so fucking excited right now I could explode. You can't fucking leave me like this," he begged.

"Do you promise to make it worth my fucking while?" I hissed.

"Yes, of course," he said.

I was just leading him where I wanted to go. "If you can't make it worth my while to leave here then don't bother," I said, taunting him.

"I will, I will," he said urgently. He'd waited so long for this chance. "What do you want? I'll fucking do it."

"You are young, healthy. You didn't jack off today did you?" I asked.

"Fuck no," he panted. "I wanted to cum so good in you."

"Yesterday?" I asked.

"Um, no, I don't think so, no, it was the day before, why?"

"Because I want your cum, all of it. I want you to have my

pussy swimming in it." I cooed. I wanted it because of you, I could imagine your smug face, covered in Suzie's slut juice.

"Ok," he panted excitedly.

"I don't mean once," I growled. "ALL of it."

His eyes got wild. "Ok, where to?"

"I don't care," I growled as I saw you downstairs on the couch, all comfy in our blanket. "Take me where you can fuck the shit out of me and cum as many times as you can in me."

So here I am, baby. Filled with his cum. He took me to the golf course, sir. He took me to your course, where you play with your friends. I let him cuff me again, because I wanted him to take your slut as he wanted. I didn't want it to be what you necessarily wanted anymore. I wanted you to have to accept whatever he did. I had our flashlight from the car with us. I told him to shine it on me. I was totally naked. I didn't even take the clothes I had with me. I think they might still be in our driveway. He walked me onto the course. He made me walk in front of him, my hands cuffed behind with the light shining on me. I let him ogle my beautiful ass, I wanted him worked up. I wanted him to be able to cum so good, so often. I made him fuck me on the first green until he came deep in your slut. He did, he held my face to the ground while he fucked me hard from behind. He needed no more direction. His lust took over. I was screaming he was pounded me so good. 

He said, "Wow, I've waited so long for that."

I said, "you won't have to wait as long this time, you aren't fucking done, not by a long shot." I had an idea. I again let him march the slut down the fairway, light shining on me. I was leaking him down my leg.

We got to the second green. I dropped to my knees. I licked his cock clean. It started to stir. I bent over again. I took him again that way. It took him a lot longer, baby. It took him probably twenty minutes this time to fill your slut, but he did. We just stretched out on the grass and I let him play with me to his heart's content. We didn't speak, his hands knew what to do.

I struggled to my feet. I told him to follow me. He did, again shining the light on my slut march. I got to the third green. I begged him for it again. He just shook his head.

"Mrs M. You have to be kidding me."

"Cmon," I begged. I was totally consumed with the thought of you, what you had done with Suzie, I wanted it to hurt, even though I knew it wouldn't, that we'd both get off on it but in my head that's what I was thinking.

"Do it," I hissed. "I want that fucking cum in me."

I sucked him, he undid my hands. I stroked him. I urged him. His cock wouldn't rise. I straddled him, I let him lick my pussy until I came all over his face. I tried again to suck him to hardness. It just wasn't working. I changed tactics. I tried to work on his mind. 

"God, I feel like such a worthless slut," I sighed. "I can't even get you hard."

"Gosh Mrs. M, you got me off twice already, I'd hardly say you are worthless."

He was trying to make me feel good but didn't realize I was toying with him.

"Fuck it, you are 19 years old and probably can cum four or five times a day. My wrinkly old body must not be exciting enough," I whined purposefully.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You are the hottest fucking woman around. Your tits are gorgeous, your pussy is fucking tight and your ass is spectacular," he gushed.

I turned my ass to him. "This old thing? I just feel like I'm letting you down. I feel like I deserve a spanking. Give it to me, spank me like the worthless old slut I am."

I remembered his mean streak from the time before, with the bleachers, I knew it was in there. He struck me several times. I let out a couple encouraging yips. He picked up the intensity.

"Like this?" He said more urgently. "Is this how you want it, you fucking slut?"

I said, "Yes, spank that ass red, Tony. Show me how to redden a true slut's ass." 

God, did he ever. I didn't have to ask again, he worked my ass over as you can clearly see. I had tears in my eyes when he stopped. I tried to suck him again, his cock was twitching. It was working.

I sucked on him but he wasn't fully hard. I just needed a little more help. "I want your cum in me one more time, baby." I said, looking up at him. "If you can fill my slut pussy one more time I'll let you fuck my "spectacular ass" the next time."

God, that did it, baby. His cock nearly jerked hard when I put my mouth on him again. I straddled him again and lowered my wetness onto him again. I ground into him good like that. I basically milked his cum from him again. Three greens, three times he came in your wife's pussy. I want you to remember that each time you play golf there. He had your wife's pussy on the first three holes. Next time, he'll probably have my ass on at least the next hole. I want you to fucking remember how your wife got drilled every time you fucking play there, baby. Finally, I let him cuff me so he could walk me back like before. I loved the light on me the whole time. His cum was pouring out of me I know he could see it too, he directed the light there more than once. I saw cars go by in the street in the distance, I wondered if they could see your filled slut. I wanted them to. 




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 04



Finally, I drove him home and let him out. I saw his mother peek her head out the window. How fucking embarrassing, baby, to let a guy out that's barely 19, while his mother stink eyes the slut who had him out late. I looked at the clock, it was 1am. Yes, I know it's after two now. I was driving back home to you. Honestly, I was ready to tell you everything, how much I'd done for you, for us. I just happened to pass the school again. The light was on. I pulled in front. I was still completely naked. I saw him down the hallway. I thought about just walking up to the door like I was, naked and dripping. I thought about pressing myself against the glass like that and letting him see me. I started to rub my pussy with that thought. 

I was sure I could surprise him by showing him how I could make his 61 year old black cock hard again. I played with myself while I remembered how he held my head still so he could fill this young white slut with his cum. I was right, he was tasty. It was so nasty, just the way we like it. I really think you are right, honey. I think I've really been racist in the past. I've shut down guys before just because they were black. I know that it isn't right. You might have to make sure that I don't keep letting that happen. I think you need to punish me for all those years I've discriminated unfairly. I hope you don't mind. 

I came a half dozen times in the car rubbing my pussy to those thoughts. I came the hardest when I thought of knocking on the door as I was just to tell him I'd service his fucking black cock with my mouth whenever he wanted. I'm sure you'll make this stupid racist slut atone for her ways, sir. So that's it, baby. That's how I ended up coming home at 2am, naked and filled with cum.

Sean: I'd barely batted an eye at her story. I didn't let on what I thought. I wanted her to wonder, at least while she told it.

"Sean, baby? Are you ok? Did you like it?" She said, her voice soft with concern.

I smiled. I showed her my cock which I'd hidden under the blanket as she told the story. It had risen early in the story. I had her suck me off. I told her that Suzie was still on me there. She wanted to pull off but I didn't allow it. I told her that's what sluts do and she knew I was right. I filled her mouth with cum, for the what? Was it the second time for her? I didn't remember. She was full, that's for sure. 

I didn't make her sleep in her slut bed, instead, I held her as we slept together, like before any of this started. I thought of how this could go from here. I could see me banging Suzie until my cock fell off. I could see Meaghan lost to Tom, Jared, his friends. Perhaps even to Roy. I could easily see that in particular, on her knees, her soft mouth on his black cock, her white skin flush with excitement. I knew that would be happening often, I'd make sure of it. I knew a lot of black guys from my days in sports, athletes, guys who loved porcelain skinned white women like Meaghan. I looked at Meaghan's sweet face. I realized it was win/win for me. I could do as I wished. She certainly was doing as she wished. If it was together, great, if it wasn't....well, we'd have to see how that went. 

{End of "Meaghan Plays-part 4}



Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors



She went back to flirting with Tom freely. She made a show about it to me, too. It was as if she was taunting me back for earlier. She was playing her own game now. I saw them leaning in to each other, whispering in each other's ear, laughing together. This time, though, I wasn't put off by it. I was still so turned on from it all. Couples were dancing and Tom and Meaghan were partners. She knows I don't like to dance. It has given her many opportunities in the past to show off to others and have things progress further at times. I spent most of the time flirting with Sue, a short big boobed blonde neighbor I've banged in the past. Her husband knows, he is more of the prototypical "sissy cuckold". Me, I just like my wife to fuck others without all the sissy stuff. I don't mind it, just not my thing.

Meaghan came up to me and whispered, "Honey, his cock feels just as thick as his son's." She was driving me crazy with lust. "I wonder if he stuck it in me now, if it'd fit just like Jared's did."

Wow, he'd fucked her too. Incredible. I could barely stand having to wait to hear it all.

"God," I moaned. "you want that cock inside you, too, don't you , you little slut?"

"You know I do," she purred, "and you are going to let him stick it in me, aren't you?"

Fuck, she was killing me.

"I know you have some reservations, but in the end, he's going to have my end, isn't he?" She giggled at her own joke.

"Fuckkkk" I hissed with lust.

"Say it," she teased. "Tell me what you are going to allow him to do to me."

The knife was all the way in now, but for some reason it felt so good. I hesitated.

"Say it!" she hissed strongly under her breath. 

I resisted, it was just part of the game.

"Say it," she snapped, "or I swear to god that I'll go back and get the coat and march my sore ass back down the street and let the both of them have me and I can guarantee you won't see me for the rest of the weekend.!"

Ok, I knew she was bluffing, but just hearing her say that made me crazy with desire.

"Yes baby, he can fuck you," I sighed.

"You can do better than that," she sneered. And, as if to drive her point home she smile across the room at Tom and as he looked on in amazement, she opened her top even farther, her nipples now barely contained in a sheer, new pink bra. I wondered what happened to the black one. She saw my eyes opened in wonder.

"I swear to god I'll pop them out right now," she warned. "They will all see your wife baring her tits for Tom." With that she pushed one breast agonizingly close to the breaking point.

"You can fuck him!" I panted. "I want you to, I didn't before, but now I do. I want him to fuck that whore pussy good. I want him to know what it's like to cum in your slut mouth. Yes, he can fuck you good, baby."

She pushed her breasts back in slowly but not fully. "Isn't there something missing?" She gloated, she knew she was winning this game, her game.

Oh god, she was talking about her ass. She only rarely gives it up, far too occasionally. Now she was going to make me say a neighbor could have it.

"Yes, that's right," she snipped when she saw my realization. "Tell me what else he can have."

"Your ass," I groaned. I was as hard as I've been in years.

"Good boy," she smirked. She kissed me on the forehead and returned to the party. Her turning the Ds game around was not really new, I knew she would expect me to make her pay for it later, like I said, primarily she's submissive. Knowing she'd have to pay for it later, in my way was her main motivation.

Things were winding down and now everyone was gone except us, and Tom. He was getting ready to leave. I started to head with them to the door. Meaghan stopped me and gave me "that look." I knew what that meant. I bid him goodbye and told him I had something to do in the kitchen. Meaghan followed me in. Tom was at the door putting on his coat.

Meaghan had those lustful playful eyes working on me. It was another submissive look. She wanted me to tell her what to do. After what she'd put me through in the last hour I didn't know why she'd need me to tell her but again, it is part of the game.

"Tom is leaving," she said impatiently. 

"I can see that," I kidded. He was opening the door.

"Tell me what to do," she whimpered pleadingly, "Hurry!" Then she added wickedly, "or I'll have to do what I threatened you with earlier."

I smiled. Such a wonderful, wicked, sexy woman. 

"I think you need to give our guest an improper goodbye then," I said as I motioned for the door. "Although, I think you have far too much on for it to be proper."

"Hurry," she said. Tom was already out the door.

"Give him a ten minute goodbye," I said quickly. "Lose the panties and bra. Ten minutes, free access, on the porch only. Also, you'll need to tell him everything he'll be able to take from you, later, as I promised. Tell him what he will get."

She didn't need to be told twice, I had to laugh as I saw her hopping down the hall as she peeled off her panties and unbuttoned her blouse as she called Tom back onto the porch. I could see them, though somewhat blurry, through the curtained window. There was a lot of kissing, I could see her blouse drop off her shoulders, I didn't see her bra, he'd gotten it off of her. I didn't look at my watch but I'd guess it was more like twenty minutes. She walked in and shut the door behind her and slumped back against the door. Her hair was a mess, her lipstick was smudged and smeared over her face lewdly. Her blouse was balled up in her hand, her bra was still connected, but pushed down to her waist. Her skirt was pulled down to her knees. Her panties were still in the hallway. Her face was red, she was sweating, her tits were glistening.

"Well?" I asked with my arms crossed.

"He sure likes my goodbyes," she giggled lustily.

"I could sort of see that. What happened?"

"Well, as you can see, he mauled me," she grinned. She showed me her tits, her nipples looked raw and red. "He asked me where I'd gotten the hickeys on my tits. If only he knew his son had done it to me. Plus, he got his nice thick fingers up my pussy, honey. I know he must've gotten some of his son's cum on them, that's just so fucking dirty," she said in embarrassment.

"But fucking hot, too, right?" I said. We both knew the answer. It works for us, that's all we care about.

"I told him what he talked about, what he can do to me."

I laughed. "You mean what you made me agree to."

"Right," she said with a sexy smile. "I told him that I'd like him to cum in me, in my mouth, pussy...." she said with hesitation. "...and my ass if he wants to."

"Fuck," I said. That sounded so fucking hot. "What did he say to that? How did he react?"

She grinned lewdly. "What do you think he said to that? He said he'd tear me up. And, he reacted by mauling me, as you can see."

She came to me and kissed me with a heightened passion. "Baby, if you don't fuck me good right now and make me come multiple times I might have to let him do it all tonight," she teased, though no doubt truthfully.

We raced upstairs. She made me lick her pussy while she told me what happened with Jared. She stopped only between orgasms to catch her breath.

"I thought it was so crazy, you sending me down to him like that. First, he's almost a kid. And, I'm walking down our neighborhood, covered only in my coat, I could've run into anyone. Even though I had the coat on I felt so vulnerable. The heels made me feel like I was advertising, "slut!" even if they didn't know what I had on, or didn't, underneath. 

"You should've seen Jared's face when I walked up like that. He was stammering, it was so cute. "Oh Mrs. M, gawd, you are hot."

"I thought about you, what you were thinking, how you had planned this so I was going to make you pay for your perverted plan, so help me. You wanted this for me? Then I was damned well going to make it happen. He realized this was his opportunity and you know what? I was wrong, he didn't ask about you at all. You were right, he was presented with an opportunity like this and he didn't even think twice. He pulled me into the garage by both hands as I giggled at his impulsiveness. He asked me why I was there, I said, "for this," and I dropped my coat, as you requested. You should have heard him then. "Oh my god, this is fucking awesome, you are so fucking hot," he said." 

I was standing there, just in my panties, stockings and bra and he didn't know what he was supposed to do at first. You told me to convince him. All it took was for me to take his hands in mine and place them on my tits. That's all it took. He rubbed and kneaded my tits through my bra until I made it easy for him and took it off. Once they were out it was no holds barred for him. His hands found my pussy and this time it was him who took the initiative and he yanked my panties down to my ankles. He shoved me back over the trunk of the car and made me spread my legs open for him while he shoved his fingers in me. I could see they were glistening when he took them out of me. You know how that embarrasses me, how wet I get when I'm being such a naughty slut. Well, I wanted to blow his mind, just to get back at you, so I took his fingers into my mouth and licked them clean. That just set him off, he couldn't believe it. He was so excited he had his pants down around his ankles and he was stroking that nice thick cock of his. I could feel him trying to push me back onto the car like he was going to mount me or something. I pushed him back with a grin."

"I told him, don't worry, you'll like this. I dropped to my knees and licked the head of his cock. I remembered what you said. I put my hands behind my back and interlaced my fingers. I sucked in the head of his cock. He groaned. He loved your wife's mouth, baby."

Meaghan only stopped for a moment as her first orgasm crashed over her. When she had a moment, she resumed her story.

"He loved how I sucked him just using my mouth, baby, you are so cruel, but so experienced. I love that, I love how you knew how much he'd get off on that."

"I popped the head out of my mouth and looked up at him. I told him I want him to cum in my mouth. He just groaned at that. I told him to tell me when he's cumming and when he does I want him to hold my head firm and make sure he spurts every drop deep in my slut mouth. I could almost feel him jerk at me saying that. I wanted to caress those beautiful balls of his, honey but you said no hands so I stopped a couple times and just sucked his big balls into my mouth. He loved that. I felt so fucking naughty, I was so hot, baby. Plus, I realized where I was, in the garage of a 19 year old neighbor's. I was on my knees in just some slut lingerie, and we hadn't even closed the garage door. I mean we were kind of blocked by the car but still, anyone would be able to see it was Jared and Meaghan, and could clearly guess what we were doing. I thought about that as I sucked him, baby, I thought about how people might now know what I am, baby."

I broke in between loving licks of her pussy. "I love what you are, baby, I don't care what anyone else thinks."

"I know, baby, " she cooed as she guided my head back to her clit. "I think this is just something we both are going to have to deal with from now on, especially when Tom and I...." she muttered as another orgasm overwhelmed her.

"I can live with it if you can," I said between slurps.

"Me too, baby," she moaned. "I'm a slut, they are going to know it."

I could tell that that particular thought was driving her to new lustful heights.

"So I could feel him starting to cum, he neglected to tell me, but I knew. I think most of his girlfriends must be spitters because I think it shocked him when I had to remind him to hold my head still and fill me good. Oh god, he did, baby, he filled my mouth and throat. There was so much, I forgot how much young guy's cum. I had to stay like that, on my knees, hands locked behind me while this youngster held my head and basically mouth fucked me while he drained his balls. I did it though, baby, I managed to keep my hands behind me, I wanted you to be proud. He filled me up. I had to choke on it, though it was so much and he was in me so deep. I think it scared him when I started choking and coughing. I let him know it was ok, that I enjoyed it. The look on his face was priceless when he realized I was serious, that I loved it like that."

"He kept me on my knees, there was a rug we were on, it was oil stained and everything but at least it was soft. He started caressing me as I worked out the coughing thing. His fingers were back in my pussy in no time. I was so worked up I started backing into his fingers. I let him fuck me like that. I actually came that way. It was a little one, but I was just so damned worked up."

"I think he realized that I wasn't stopping him from anything that he got the idea I was free access. He worked a finger in my ass. I think my grunts just encouraged him further. He just told me how hot and beautiful I was on my knees, dressed like that, getting finger fucked. He said what a beautiful picture it would make. I remembered what you said. 15 minutes, anything goes. I figured this would be something you'd want. I asked him, "would you like one? Would you like a picture of me? I think he said "fuck yeah." 

"That's all it took, baby. He said yes, so I had to do it, the 15 minute rule and all. I took my cell phone out of my coat and handed it to him. He took over, baby. He got ones of me on my knees in my outfit. He made me put my hands behind me, just like I was when I had to suck him. He took a bunch of my face with some of his cum drying on my lips. He got me bent over the car, my ass splayed open for him. He kept telling me this was awesome. Then he asked me if I could think of any good shots. Again, this was kind of the 15 minute rule, I thought I had to answer honestly, so if he's asking I have to answer. I told him that having a red ass would make some nice pictures. That's why my ass is all bruised and marked, baby. He spanked my ass good. He really didn't do it right at first, he was too timid. But I told him how you like to do it, really work it over, and that it would make better pictures that way, so he did. Oh god, he did, honey, he had me moaning, all while looking over the car into the street. Our street honey, I'm sure the slaps could be heard clearly. It was so fucking embarrassing, getting a bare assed spanking, in such an exposed place."

That thought must've sent her over the edge again because she clamped her hands down over my head and screamed through another ripping orgasm. It seemed they were just getting more intense.

She continued, "after he worked my poor ass over good he took dozens of pictures of it from every angle. I felt my tits were being left out so that's why I told him to make some nice red marks on them. He thought I meant hickeys, so that's why your slutty wife has hickeys all over her tits. I actually was going to let him spank my tits red too, but he seemed fine with the hickeys. I think the memory card was going to get full so I stopped him.

I really didn't look at a clock so the 15 minutes may or may not have been up by then. He was rock hard again. Ah, youth, such a beautiful thing. I asked him if there was anything else he wanted. It probably was more for me than for him, it was what I wanted. I was also sure it would be what you wanted too. Luckily, we were all on the same page. His cock was red, swollen, almost angry looking. I knew my pussy was going to get worked out good.

He tried to pull me into the house but it just seemed so right, so dirty, to finish what we started, where we started. I just bent over the hood of the car and let him guide himself in. He worked your slut over good, honey. God, it was stretching me so good. I know your cock is bigger, but for some reason, it felt like it was touching me deeply. He was humping me madly and telling me how awesome it all was. Then, suddenly, he asked me if we could do it again. I didn't know what to say. Again? Again when, tonight? Tomorrow? He said anytime. I had to smile at his anxiousness. Still, it may have been within the 15 minutes, I'm not sure, actually, we were probably working on more like a half hour by this time but I couldn't be sure."

I lifted my head up again from between her thighs and asked her, "what did you tell him?"

She continued, "I really didn't know what my rights were at the time," she giggled again. "But here's the decision I made. Since, at that moment my pussy was being completely stretched by his cock, that since that started within the time, I had to be true to it until its conclusion."

"Good choice," I replied, "You knew that's what I'd like, too."

"Yes," She moaned as another orgasm approached. "So as I was impaled on his cock I turned my head back and asked him straight out, "Is that what you'd like? Would you like to have me again?" I knew it was what you'd want, that I couldn't say no to it. When he said the magic word, "yes," you know I had to agree to it, honey. I agreed that he could have me again."

"When?" I asked incredulously. My cock was threatening to burst at this point.

"Anytime," she managed to moan as another orgasm tore through her. When she came down a bit she continued.

"So, I think he expects another episode sometime, like the one tonight, so I'll leave that up to you to work out," she moaned. 

She motioned me up to fuck her. Her pussy was flooded and incredibly hot. As I fucked her she finished the story.

"So, I think there's a gray area about how, where, when and all that," she said as we moaned together in rhythmic fucking.

"I think I owe him at least another blowjob and fuck, I think we can reason our way out of owing him anything more....except...." she grunted.

"Except what," I asked urgently, my balls ready to explode.

"Well, technically his cock was still inside me when he asked me what I thought of his friends and that they'd sure like to see me naked like this. He asked if they could."

She waited for my reaction. I just groaned, I was too far lost in lust at that point.

"I told him they were kind of cute," Meaghan moaned honestly. "He asked me if I liked young guys and I had to be truthful, as part of the game. I said yes, I do now, and it was true. The thickness of his cock, the amount he could cum, him being able to get it right back up, I told him the truth honey, I do like young guys, too. I think I missed all that cum, they shoot so much. You know I'm a cum slut, honey. You know how much I love it in me and on me. I'm not sure at what point his cock came out of me and when he asked this question but he came out and asked me if maybe if he could show me off to his friends like this and maybe please them too."

I lost it, my head was spinning, my balls were on fire, I emptied the biggest load of cum into her that I could remember. We collapsed together. It was quite a long time before either of us spoke. I finally broke the silence.

"What did you tell him?" I wondered.

"I didn't know what to say, what was part of the game and what was real. I didn't know what I wanted, what you wanted, so I just told him, "we'll see."

"Wow," I said. 

"I know," she said as she hugged me tightly. "I don't know what I'm capable of anymore. I really want that to be up to you. You decide if I'm obligated to do it or not. My god, I've cum like five or six times and I'm still fucking horny."

I could feel her sloshy pussy and it was true, she was still worked up. She got her vibrator out of her dresser. She started to work herself up again.

I looked at her. So fucking sexy, hottest thing ever. I knew what she really could use and it would take a little while for me to recover. She had a look of need in her eyes. She was staring at me intently. I knew she'd be receptive, hell, she'd be eager.




Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors



"Get up," I barked suddenly. She was startled, but only for a moment. She could sense what was coming. "Get your fucking slut ass up and get your whore outfit on again."

"Oh god, honey....I don't know if my pussy can take...." she started to whine.

"Get the stockings, the heels and the coat, you won't be needing the bra or panties. What happened to the black bra and panties anyway?"

She looked at me, embarrassed. "Um, Jared has them, he asked for them so I had to give them to him."

She looked at me as she dressed, waiting for further instruction.

"I know what you need," I growled.

"What?" she asked in lustful anticipation.

"What are you missing?" I teased, using her own words from before against her.

When she looked at me with confusion I told her, "your ass. You think you can be flippant with me and not have to pay for it you are mistaken. Now, march out of here, down the street again, this time you are looking for Tom."

She winced and knew what was ahead of her. 

"Obviously, I don't care how you do it, or how you'll have to avoid Jared and have to explain how you are fucking both of them in the same night. But, however you have to do it, I don't want your slut ass back her until Tom has been buried balls deep into that scrumptious ass of yours and until he's filled your ass up with spunk. Is that clear?"

She had her whole reluctant submissive demeanor going but she knew she wouldn't fool me. She teased me with it all night, this was something she wanted, something she needed. Now she was going to get it. I did allow her to at least text Tom beforehand. 

Coincidentally, he pounded my wife's ass as she was bent over his car, just like she'd been with his son. His son was presumably sleeping just over their heads in his bedroom over the garage at the time. In a nice touch, she made sure they left the garage door open, as before. I took a walk and from our side of the sidewalk, in the darkness, I got to see it all, including the moment he filled my slut wife's ass up with his cum. I got to see her waddle back home like that, like a cowgirl after her horse ride, his cum dripping down her legs as she teetered on her heels.

She came back into the house, I nearly had to carry her back upstairs. She smelled like raw sex, it made my cock stir again. I fucked her again until we both couldn't take anymore. By now, she was drowsy and half asleep. I went to do something. When I crawled back into the bed with her I had her phone with me. I'd scanned all the pictures of her and Jared. 

They were nice, very hot. I whispered in her ear.

"So, I thought about what you said. You said that technically his cock was still inside you when he asked you what you thought of his friends and that there'd sure like to see you naked like this. So, he actually asked you if his friends could see you naked, while still under the 15 minute rule."

She groaned sleepily as if she was indifferent to the implication. "You aren't kidding me," I said gruffly. "I've heard how much you like young cocks now."

She managed a shy blush and nodded. I showed her several of the pictures of her as I held her phone up to her to see. I showed her a nice one of her red ass, one nice one of the hickeys on her tits, and one of her in her slut lingerie, on her knees, cum clearly still drying on her lips, her hands clenched behind her submissively. That was the humiliating one, that was the one that had her face in the picture. I clicked a few times and as she watched I clicked send. One file to Jared, and one file each to his friends Tony and Adam. She moaned a soft protest but grabbed me and held me tight as she fell asleep. I'm sure she can't wait for the next chapter in her slut life. If she likes young cock I know damned well she's going to get it.

{The end of part one}