The neighbors

About 18 months ago, the Campbell's, our neighbors since we moved to the neighborhood three years ago, put their house up for sale. My wife Brooke and I were anxious about who might move in as the new next door neighbors. Sam and his wife Donna were a little older than us and both of their kids had left the home.

Donna had wanted to downsize now that the kids were gone and informed Brooke and I that they were moving. We had grown extremely close to both of them and they practically treated us like family. I am 31 and my wife is 28. We have both talked about starting a family of our own but my job keeps me traveling and I wanted to settle down a little more before we started raising children.

The house next door sold really quickly and we were excited to see who might be moving in. We were both surprised as construction trucks pulled up days later and began digging up the back yard, putting in a swimming pool, pouring concrete, building a large deck in the back, and ripping up carpet inside to lay hardwood floors, tile and granite. It almost seemed like a new house.

We were both disappointed later when a tall wooden fence was installed all around the property. Our initial reaction was to think our new neighbors were already creating barriers. Later we learned it was just privacy issues and a requirement with the pool. Or more to the point, both neighbors enjoyed their freedom of relaxing by the pool in whatever state of dress, or undress, they desired without neighbors complaining.

It was perhaps two weeks after all the improvements were made when I pulled up in the driveway seeing Brooke in conversation with a striking brunette. My wife introduced me to Cheryl, our new neighbor. I tried hard not to stare but was struck by her immense beauty. While Brooke told me later Cheryl was 32, just a year older than myself, she was a striking contrast to my rather petite wife.

My wife Brooke is a beautiful woman herself. She's only 5'4" but boasts a 35C-26-34 figure with long silky blonde hair down her back and blue eyes. I was smitten the first time I was introduced to her by mutual friends just after we both graduated from college. Cheryl on the other hand was a good 5' 8" and I would later learn 36C-24-35. She had shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, dark skin, and a dazzling smile.

Cheryl invited us both over for Saturday night where we could meet her husband Ron. It was a warm spring evening when we walked over. Cheryl met us at the front door and neither Brooke nor I could get over all the changes they had made in their new home. Cheryl was dressed in short white pants and a yellow top. It wasn't hard to notice that she was braless as her nipples were erect as they pushed at the thin fabric. She was barefoot and het toes were painted a dark burgundy, which capped off her dark firm legs. I did my absolute best not to stare hoping my wife would not notice my interest.

Ron was already on the deck tending to steaks, hissing over the open flame of his grill. I'm not sure what I expected him to look like, but was startled by his big presence. Ron stood 6'2" and weighed perhaps 220 or so. He gripped my hand in a firm handshake and encouraged me to have a seat on the deck. Like Cheryl, he too was casually dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, standing barefoot on the deck. Dressed in my trousers and polo, I felt a bit overdressed for the occasion.

Cheryl brought us both beers and I really felt comfortable with Ron. He was defiantly a guy's guy as we discussed his love of athletics and the outdoors. He had played baseball on a scholarship in college and played a little minor league ball before he hurt his shoulder which sidelined his playing days. He was in sales now and "reped" a line of men and women's sportswear working mostly with colleges, universities, and athletic retail stores.

Both of us left their house that night relieved at our fortune in getting neighbors like Cheryl and Ron. There was a definite chemistry between the girls and I really enjoyed Ron and his company.

Over the next few months, I noticed subtle changes in Brooke as she spent more and more time with Cheryl. While Brooke was always a very attentive sex partner as well as a devoted wife, she had been limited in her sexual experience when we married. I knew she dated several guys both in high school and college. Actually quite a few. But she told me she had only been to bed with three. Two were long term relationships and one was a one night encounter that had been totally unlike her, but she got caught up in the moment.

I suppose it was mid-summer when she purchased some very revealing and sexy swimwear with Cheryl. Brooke owned a couple of modest bikinis but most of her other suits were of a one piece variety. I nearly dropped my jaw when she walked out in a bikini top that seemed to barely cover her breast, exposing much of her flesh as well as a bottom that left a great deal of her gorgeous ass in plain view.

When she removed the bottom to try on another for me, I could not help but notice that she had shaved her pussy bare. Brooke had always trimmed her bush in a little rectangular strip up from her vagina. But now it was smooth as was the hair around her little rosebud in the back. When I questioned her about it, obviously very appreciative of her new look, Brooke stated that our neighbor Cheryl informed her with the new suits, she needed to lose the pubic hair. Brooke said that Cheryl was actually the one that shaved her.

I had to admit to getting a hard on thinking about Cheryl shaving my wife. I assumed that Cheryl too must be shorn down there which only left me hornier.

Brooke also ditched many of her panties in favor of thongs in a variety of colors and tops and shorts that seemed to be much more risqué. I knew that Cheryl was a big influence on my wife's new wardrobe as the girls spent a great deal of time together, laying out by the pool, shopping, or just hanging out. As I do quite well, Brooke has taken substitute jobs as a teacher but lately she seemed to enjoy the time off at home. It hasn't really been necessary for her to work and she really takes advantage lounging out back with Cheryl or shopping when the two felt the urge.

I travel a great deal so it was comforting to know that Brooke was spending time with Ron and Cheryl and they were right next door in the case of an emergency.

It was late into the summer when I noticed a sharp increase in Brooke's sexual appetite. We had always enjoyed sex and it was not uncommon to make love at least once or twice a week. Lately however, Brooke was practically ripping my clothes off when I walked in the door. Already dressed in some skimpy attire, she would meet me at the front door with a drink and a kiss. Sometimes we made it back to the bedroom but often she jumped me right there on the den couch or sometimes right on the floor.

While it was never difficult to get her aroused, lately I noticed how wet her little pussy always seemed to be. Brooke always enjoyed giving me blowjobs and having me go down on her as well. But now she couldn't wait to have me eat her pussy. That was another thing. She had become much more vocal. While before she might ask if I would "do her with my tongue, or would you do me down there?" now she almost commanded that "I eat her cunt or lick her little pussy."

While I suppose I should have been shocked, it just made me that much more excited to hear her using such strong language and I liked her taking a more dominant role in our love making. It seemed she enjoyed having me lay on my back as she sat on my face or rode up and down on my cock.

One night in bed, after a bout of heavy sex play, she asked if she could shave me too. She showed me some magazines of men who were shaved bare along with their partners. I was more shocked that she had magazines than her request.

Not that I am a prude or anything. I had my share of men's magazines as well, but often tried to be discreet assuming she might not like them out. In the past she acknowledged them, and understood boys will be boys, but I was never aware she took any interest in them. Brooke told me the magazines belonged to Ron and that Cheryl had given them to her.

It didn't take much coaxing as she played with my cock and told me how much she wanted to give me oral sex without all the hair and how much I had enjoyed her smooth new look. In a matter of minutes we were in the bathroom with her trimming my pubic hair and then shaving it off altogether. She even shaved around my ass and while I do not have much hair on my chest, she asked if I would allow her to wax my chest as well.

I wasn't real sure what that entailed but soon found her applying strips of wax on my chest and around my nipples, jerking the hair out. It smarted at first but I have to admit, I really enjoyed the tongue bath I received later. Brooke has always played with my nipples which I find very sensitive.

It was maybe two weeks after she first shaved me that we four were over at Ron's enjoying the summer night when he said he wanted to take a little dip in the pool. We had all been drinking mixed drinks out on the deck, when he simply pulled his t-shirt over his head, pulled down his shorts, walked over to the pool and jumped in. I was shocked when Cheryl wasted little time in standing up and removing her clothes as well.

It was the first time I had seen her gorgeous tits which were capped off by two dark erect nipples which stood out like little erasers. She eased her shorts down, along with her thong, exposing her naked shaved pussy as well. I had assumed she was shaved bare like Brooke. Before she walked over to the pool, she reached out and lifted Brooke from her chair.

I suppose I was still in shock from Cheryl undressing earlier when Brooke slipped out of her clothes and slipped into the pool with Ron and Cheryl leaving me sitting in my chair aghast. They taunted me for several minutes before I actually overcame my modesty and removed my clothes as well. I was a little self conscience about my shaved crotch until Cheryl complimented me on my smooth look. I was still taken back that my wife had joined them with absolutely no hesitation. She seemed completely uninhibited around our neighbors.

I had always felt that Ron and Cheryl were a bit on the exhibitionist side but this really surprised me. I had secretly been fantasizing about Cheryl since we met, stealing glances, and noticing those times she went braless or dressed in skimpy attire. Now here she was naked in all her glory. She was hotter than I imagined if that was possible.

Minutes after we all entered the cool water, Ron walked up the steps of the pool to refresh his drink and I noticed for the first time he too was shaven bare. The thing that startled me though was his size. While I've always felt I was no slouch in the package department, Ron's cock must have been seven or eight inches long and much thicker than mine. I've never measured it but I assume my cock is a good five inches.

While nothing sexual occurred that night, Ron and Cheryl did cuddle and kiss in the pool. Once when Cheryl and I were in a corner talking, I couldn't tell what was going on at the other end with Brooke and Ron, but I noticed they seemed to be really close. I know they were not kissing but I did wonder if something was going on under the water.

Before we got out, Cheryl moved behind me, to pull herself out of the water and her bare breasts moved across my back, her nipples sliding across my skin. As she sat on the side of the pool, her pussy just a foot from my face, she spread her legs and gave me a good view. It was not lost on her what I was looking at as she spread her thighs and dipped a hand down, parting her pussy lips and then staring right into my eyes. Her pussy was simply gorgeous.

After a few moments, I averted my gaze to locate Brooke, hoping that she didn't see my fixation on our neighbor's twat. As I walked up the steps myself, I became suddenly conscience of the massive hard on Cheryl had given me. Cheryl smiled, noticing my embarrassment, and then leaning into me said," Looks like you liked what you saw sweets. Maybe if you play your cards right, you can sample it someday soon."

Brooke and I went home and had awesome sex. We were both as excited as we had ever been as she sucked my cock and then thrust up and down on my stiff member.

It was not long after that late night encounter that Brooke introduced a new twist to our lovemaking. One evening after we had taken a shower together, something we had always enjoyed doing, she gave me a blowjob, sucked on my balls, then did something she had never done before. I was lying on my back and she asked me to raise my legs and hold onto them at the knees, exposing my ass. She then ran her wet tongue all along the cheeks of my ass and then to my asshole.

Certainly I had often licked her ass when I had gone down on her, but she had never done that to me. I couldn't believe the sensation as she tickled my butt with her tongue and then probed and pushed into my hole. It was out of this world. After slobbering all over my asshole, licking it for several minutes, she pushed a finger in.

I had played with her ass before too but on the one occasion we tried anal sex, she indicated it had hurt and we stopped. I never tried again. Now here she was pushing two, then three fingers into my backside. I enjoyed the feeling particularly as she sucked on my cock and balls. Over the next few days she repeated this and I really began to enjoy her probing my ass with both her tongue and fingers.

One night she asked if she could use a vibrator on me. We had gone this far -- why not? Pretty soon, vibrators and dildos were a standard part of our lovemaking. We used them on each other as her assortment of toys seemed to grow and grow until one day she introduced a strapon.

I can't tell you how turned on I was the day she had me sucking on her cock and then bending over the couch as she fucked her little bitch. As crazy as it may sound, I was so excited looking at the flesh colored dildo hanging from her waist. She really seemed to get off fucking my ass while calling me her "little cock sucker and bitch." She began referring to my ass as my pussy and reveled at having me beg her to "fuck my little pussy."

One night while she was fucking me in the ass, my legs wrapped around the small of her back, she asked if I ever fantasized about being with another woman. Maybe being with Cheryl. I was scared to answer. I had thought about it often, but do you admit to your wife you think about fucking someone else, particularly your neighbor?

After prodding and a great deal of pounding, I admitted, yea, I sometimes thought about it but would never, ever be unfaithful to her.

"What if I said it was okay? What if we did it together?" Brooke said, her voice in broken syllables as she moved her cock, fastened to the strapon, deeper and deeper into my ass.

"You meant the three of us," I inquired almost beside myself at the thought.

"Cheryl told me she and Ron are swingers. They have sex with other people. I mean they are committed to each other but they just enjoy sex. Would you ever want to do that? Would you ever want to have sex with them?" she went on.

"Would you?" I questioned back.

"I don't know," Brooke answered. "I mean I love you. I love you with my whole heart. But I sometimes think about it," my wife said as her head tucked into the side of my neck. Her silky blonde hair lying across my face as she kept grinding her hips into my ass which felt on fire.

"I think I would sometime. I mean if you would want to," she confirmed as I felt my orgasm building. She had reached down and was stroking my cock, slimy in lube that she had coated on it earlier. Hearing her confession, I shot a load of cum that splattered on the pillow beside my head, on my own face, and then across my stomach.

We both laughed at all the cum. She eased out of my ass, my gaping hole still beckoning her cock as she wiped up some of the cum off my stomach with her finger and drew it to her mouth. She did that several times, savoring my sperm and then eased her soft finger onto my face which still had one little load from earlier. Then she did something that she had never done before she wiped the salty load on my lips and then lowered her mouth to mine.

I could taste both the semen she had placed on my lips as well as the sperm she had tasted earlier as we embraced in a hot, sweaty kiss.

She didn't raise the issue of having sex with Cheryl or Ron again but continued to demonstrate a strong sexual appetite. She continued to introduce larger and larger dildos into our anal play and seemed to enjoy me now using them on her as well. I was startled at just how much of the dildos she could now accommodate in her pussy as well as her ass, as my cock had hurt her the one time we had attempted anal sex.

I also noticed how loose her pussy seemed to be. While she was a small girl and her pussy was always very tight around my cock, her vagina seemed to have been stretched by all the large dildos she was masturbating with. She used to complain how large my cock was and now it seemed to get lost in her cunt. Instead of clamping down on my cock, she would often slide off. Something that had never happened before.

She was constantly having me go down on her and always seemed to be excited at the thought. While we had used lubricants in the past, her little pussy always seemed primed and ready to go. Before long, I was accustomed to shedding my clothes at the door and laying down on the floor, bed, or couch as she placed her hot wet cunt down on my mouth. I savored her juices and would often just masturbate myself as she faced my feet, grinding her hot box into my anxious mouth, while plunging one of her big dildos up my ass.

One afternoon after I had cum into her hot pussy, she begged me to eat her. Before I even had time to object, she crawled up over my chest and sat down on my face. At first my salty load barely trickled out. But she spread her pussy and began pushing it out. It was all I could do to swallow as fast as it was coming out. Actually it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be and after a while, I began to enjoy it.

Brooke really got off on it and rarely missed an opportunity in the future to have me suck the seed back out of her cunt. She said we shouldn't waste it and she now always had me clean her up after I deposited a hot load in her pussy.

As the weeks passed, while I still fucked her occasionally, we spent more of our time with her fucking my ass with her strapon or dildos, having me eat her pussy or ass, or beating off on her titties or in her mouth as she gave me a wet blowjob.

I had grown accustomed to little surprises by Brooke, so it should have come as no shock when one night she met me in the den with her t-shirt tied in a bun at her waist and her little navel pierced. She was wearing one of her little bikini bottoms, which did little to hide her plump little pussy lips below.

She informed me that she and Cheryl had been out earlier in the day and passed by a tattoo and piercing shop and our neighbor suggested she get it done. She said it made her feel a little naughty and even had thought about getting a tat while she was there.

Later as she sat on my face while going down on my cock she asked what I would do if she got a tattoo on her tit or maybe on her ass or pussy. I didn't even reply as I shot stream after stream of cum, thinking how slutty my wife was acting. She was simply not the same girl I had been married to just months before.

This past October, Brooke informed me that we had been invited to spend the weekend at Ron and Cheryl's mountain retreat. The leaves were just turning and the view was spectacular. Their home was a split level overseeing the ski slopes but was secluded from any other traffic or houses. While there was satellite for the TV, cell reception was limited which allowed for total peace and relaxation.

On our first evening there, we enjoyed a great meal and then settled in with a bottle of wine, a fire in the fireplace, and a friendly game of spades. My wife and I never did learn to play bridge, but we played hearts and spades regularly and considered ourselves pretty good players.

The banter back and forth was lively as the girls seemed to be much more competitive than us guys. One or the other would always go low and the game was fairly evenly matched with Brooke and me sharing a modest lead.

We had agreed to quit when the first couple broke a thousand and we were 60 points away. Ron and Cheryl were 30 points down which meant they absolutely had to go low or they had no chance of winning. If both partners went low, it pretty much insured that the other couple would be set.

The game took a dramatic tone when Cheryl challenged Brooke with the ultimate bet. The losers had to be the slaves of the winners for the rest of our weekend.

"By slaves, what do you mean?" I inquired over my sip of Merlot.

"Just that. Anything goes," Cheryl shot back with a sparkle in her eye. "You win and I do anything you want...all weekend, anything. Ron and I do your bidding. However, if we prevail, then both of you are ours. You do whatever we say, no matter what,"

"Ron and I will open another bottle of wine. You guys talk it over," Cheryl added as she rose from her seat and moved into the kitchen. Ron joined her leaving Brooke and I at the table.

"Can you believe that?" Brooke said quietly. But I didn't note any sense of offense or hesitation in her voice.

"There's no way they can catch up "'I said. "If we just take four or five tricks with you going low, there's no way they can catch up even if they go low as well." We had been allowing any partner who went low to trade one card and I felt certain I could cover anything Brooke did, or visa versa.

When Ron and Cheryl returned, each slid into their chair. "So, what's the verdict?" Cheryl asked, her inquiry much more directed at me than Brooke.

"Bring it on," I almost exclaimed.

Ron dealt and the cards fell in front of us with me waiting till they were all down before scooping them up and putting the suits in order. My hand couldn't have been better. Well, perhaps it could, but it was a good hand. I announced to Brooke I couldn't go low and she said she could as she slid me the king of spades.

I bid five and Ron stated he would bid six as Cheryl went low. It was evident, someone had to be set or we prevailed. It was a matter of me getting mine and protecting my partner.

As the cards started to be played, I felt Cheryl's foot slide across mine under the table. She was just to my left and she moved her foot up and down my leg, tickling my leg with her toes. I wasn't sure if it was her plan to distract me and get my mind off the game or just to tease me. Either way, I was distracted as hell, particularly thinking of what all having Ron and Cheryl as slaves could hold for the weekend.

I was sure Brooke was okay with where this was headed and I kept envisioning Ron eating my wife's pussy while I fucked his wife. Fucking Cheryl had been on my mind for some time now and here she was playing with me under the table.

I couldn't get my mind off seeing her naked at the pool, inches away from her pussy she spread for me that night. More cards were played as Ron and I scooped up the tricks, playing the next card in hopes of not setting our own partner.

Then I felt Cheryl's foot in my crotch. Her toes dug into my cock. I looked down in my lap to see her toes as they rubbed back and forth along my dick straining in my jeans, my wife sitting across from me. Cheryl gave no indication of what she was doing below the table but I was certainly off my game as I lost track of a trick that Ron picked up. But that was fine, I knew I would still get mine.

With two cards left we were home free. I had my five and knew we had played Brooke out of spades. Then on the last card, Ron played a five of diamonds. I was out of spades and threw off a club which I seemed to have in abundance. Cheryl sloughed off a four of hearts leaving Brooke's play. She looked at me as her mouth opened.

Softly, slowly, she lay down a seven of diamonds. She won the trick. She took it! But by doing so, she was set and went down a hundred points while Ron and Cheryl got their's and went over the thousand.

I couldn't believe it. I knew I lost track counting the cards, distracted by Cheryl's antics, but I just knew Brooke would keep up. But there it was. We had lost.

I was still in shock when Cheryl leaned into me and said, "Look's like we have a couple of slaves for the weekend." She punctuated her chilling statement by sliding her tongue into my ear.

Cheryl pushed herself back from the table and stood up, looking over at Brooke and then me. "Well, slaves, like we agreed to earlier. You will both serve the rest of the weekend as Ron and my personal slaves. You will do whatever we ask no mater what it is. Is that understood?" Cheryl asked first looking at Brooke, then me.

"Yes." I replied.

"That's another thing," she kept on. "From now on you will address Ron as Master and I am your Mistress. You may say sir or mam, but any lack of respect will be dealt with harshly. Is that understood?" she barked out looking at me.

Without hesitation, I meekly replied, "Yes mistress."

Brooke added, "Yes mistress."

"Very good. Very, very good." Cheryl said back looking down at us. "Now, I think the first order of business is your attire. I think Ron and I would enjoy it more if the two of you were more comfortable. Brooke stand up."

My wife rose from her chair as our new mistress directed her to take a standing position in front of the fireplace as both Ron and Cheryl moved to the couch facing her. "Now, Kevin, you stand behind her. Place your hands on her hips and slide them under her shirt," Cheryl continued to direct.

I did as she said.

"Good, now move your hands under her bra. Are her little nipples hard?" our neighbor inquired.

I reached under, pushing the bra out and sliding my fingers over her nubs which had indeed hardened under my touch.

"Yes mistress," I replied.

"I knew they would be. See how excited she is? Now remove her top. Just pull it off," she commanded as I pulled my wife's blouse over her head revealing her lacy bra.

"The bra too. Take it off and throw it over here," Cheryl commanded.

I did as directed, unsnapping the bra and slipping it down and off her shoulders. I threw the brassiere over to Ron, smiling on the couch. Brooke made no attempt to cover up as her tits which were on full display.

"Good. That's very good. Now I want you to cup them in your hands. Reach around and cup them, taking your fingers and pinching her nipples," Cheryl ordered. I did as she said, twisting the nipples, toying with them the way I knew Brooke liked.

"That's nice, pull on them. Pull her nipples. That feel good baby?" Cheryl directed back at Brooke.

"Yea," came her gasp. "I mean yes, mistress it feels good, very good."

"Does it turn you on slave to undress your wife and show her tits off to us? To play with them while we watch. Does that turn you on?" Cheryl taunted.

"Yes mistress," I answered.

"Lower her pants. Unsnap them and take them off," Cheryl continued her directions.

I reached around and unsnapped the jeans she was wearing and pulled them down her legs.

"The thong too. Don't waste our time. Go ahead and strip her naked," Cheryl ordered.

I sank to my knees as I lowered the jeans and panties down her legs as Brooke stepped free of them. My face at her ass - her delectable ass. I could smell her sex as she was so excited.

"That's nice," Ron finally chipped in. "Bend over slave and spread your legs. Kevin, you lick her. Lick her ass."

I did as Ron commanded licking my wife's little asshole which quivered under my tongue. She had goose bumps on the cheeks of her butt and I could tell how excited she was. They had me lick both her ass and pussy until at last Cheryl commanded me to stand and strip as well.

I removed my shirt and jeans and in moments was as naked as Brooke. My hardon was sticking straight out.

"Damn," Cheryl shot out. "Look at Kevin's little boner. Apparently he likes being our slave. Look how hard he is," Cheryl said as she looked over at her husband who just smirked.

"Does it turn you on being our slave?" Cheryl chided. "You all excited about serving us?" I merely nodded my head realizing that yes, I was more turned on than I've ever been in my life.

"You know that my husband is going to fuck your wife. Do you want that Kevin? You want to see Ron's big cock stretch out your wife's pretty little pussy?"

"Yes mistress," I replied back. It was almost like it was someone else's voice I heard. I couldn't believe what I had just said.

"Yes, yes you do. You're so turned on now just thinking of giving Brooke to Ron. You want that. She wants that. Tell him. Tell him what you want him to do," she said in a sexy voice that made my cock stiffen even more.

"Master, I want you to fuck my wife. I want you to take her. To fuck her while I watch, " I said almost pleading with him.

"Come over here and undress him. Demonstrate how sincere you are. How much you want him to fuck her," Cheryl intoned.

Ron stood up from the couch. His 6'2" frame seemed even larger with me on my knees. Ron was weaning gym shorts and I crawled over and lowered them down as they piled at his ankles.

"Now the briefs," Cheryl commanded.

I dug my thumb into the waistband and lowered his briefs as the huge eight inch member came into view. It swung proudly in front of his large hairless balls. His cock and balls were shaved clean and had a slightly musty smell. I noted a drop of precum had formed at the tip of his dick.

"Do I need to tell you what to do next... slave?" Cheryl inquired with a slight grin on her face.

I knew what she meant and I moved my face forward and touched my lips to his warm cock. The precum was smeared on my lips which I licked off, tasting his salty wetness. My mouth parted and I took the cock in as he moved his hips back and forth, fucking my face.

"You like watching your husband sucking his first cock? That turn you on too?" Cheryl asked looking over at Brooke.

"Yes Mistress. That's so fucking hot. Fuck his face master, fuck my husband's face," Brooke was saying behind me. "Suck his big cock Kevin. Get it hard for me, so he can fuck me."

"Yea, you've been wanting to see that for some time haven't you baby?" Looking over at me Cheryl explained, "Months ago we were watching some home movies at my house. I know Brooke has told you we enjoy swinging and we have tons of videos and DVD's we have taken."

Cheryl continued, "We love to film other couples having sex with us and watching them later. Brooke really got off watching some of the videos with some of husbands sucking on Ron's cock. There are also quite a number of Ron fucking their ass. Brooke couldn't stop talking about it. She's wanted to see you sucking cock ever since. And taking it in the ass. Getting fucked by another man."

I stopped sucking momentarily and looked over at Brooke.

"Yes my little slave boy. Does it shock you that your little wife watches porn with her neighbors or that she's been dying to see you sucking cock? We've been talking about this for some time. Brooke, me...Ron. Brooke wants to see Ron take your cherry. To fuck your ass. To use you ... to use you both."

My mind was racing. I had no idea she spent the afternoons, perhaps nights over at the neighbor's house watching porn movies. Home videos of Ron and Cheryl having sex at their parties. I simply couldn't fathom it. Then I started thinking about the dildos she had been using on me. Making me suck on her strapon. Fucking my ass. My thoughts weren't lost on Cheryl.

"Yea, I know what you're thinking. All the dildos, the vibrators, the strapon. Getting bigger and bigger each time so you can take his dick... Ron's big cock. Stretching your little ass out. You see Kevin, you have a pretty little dick but it doesn't compare to Ron's. Brooke's been preparing you. Getting you ready to be his pussy boy. His little boy toy," our neighbor went on.

"Now its time for my husband to take her. Get down on all fours," Cheryl directed Brooke. Ron moved behind her but hadn't yet moved his dick to her hole.

"Go over there and stick his cock in," Cheryl commanded me. "I want you to guide his hard cock into your wife's hole"

I moved over to Ron who was on his knees and took his stiff member, still wet with my own saliva and guided it to her wet pussy. Ron inched forward and I watched as he moved it easily into my wife's anxious cunt.

I couldn't believe he slid the whole thing in as she began moving back on the pole. In the meantime Cheryl had removed her clothes and beckoned me over to lick her hot pussy as her husband fucked my wife.

She scooted to the edge of the couch and lifted her legs up as it exposed her twat and asshole which I hungrily lapped up moving my tongue into her hole, mashing my face into her pussy. She tasted so delicious. Every bit as good as I had imagined. She twisted and pulled on her nipples as she called me her little slave.

"Eat my cunt. Lick me. Lick my asshole. Suck all my juices," she barked as I sucked madly on her cunt. I dove in and sucked on her clit, sliding my tongue all around before dipping it back down at her asshole.

"Yea, I knew you would love this. I knew you would want to join us as our slave. I told Brooke that! I knew the night you looked at my pussy at the pool. I knew it was only a matter of time. I saw how you looked at me and I knew you wanted me. But it would be on our terms. You see she's been our slave for months. We already owned her the night at the pool. She was already hooked. Our little slut." Cheryl looked over at Brooke who was moving her pussy back to meet Ron's thrusts.

I stopped too and looked over at Brooke whose eyes were tightly closed as she moaned with each of Ron's thrusts.

"Lick mother fucker," Cheryl barked. "I didn't tell you to stop. She's been our slave, total slave for months. It wasn't hard to seduce her. She couldn't keep her eyes off me either. The first time I stripped out by the pool, she stared at my breasts. I thought she would die when I asked her to spread sun tan lotion on my body."

"Her little hands trembled as she coated my skin, sliding them over my tits; her fingers running over my hard nipples. I told her to rub it on my ass and I could tell how hot she was getting. She was reluctant to strip for me, but little by little she became comfortable with me and eventually took off her suit as I asked. Then she was putty in my hands when I rubbed her down. I knew she was mine when she opened her legs letting me slide my hand between them. I dipped my fingers into her sex, hot with her juices. By the end of the afternoon, your wife was between my legs licking her first pussy. From that moment on, she was hooked on my cunt."

Cheryl continued as my cock grew harder and harder as she talked about seducing my wife. "She was reluctant at first to have sex with Ron. It took a little coaxing. But once she got a sight of his cock, it didn't take us long to have her on her knees worshipping his cock with her tongue. I knew her little pussy was too small to accommodate him so I spent weeks stretching her pussy and ass with my dildos until now she can take his cock in either hole. She can't seem to get enough pussy or dick and she'll do anything we tell her."

"Matter of fact, we've stretched that pussy out so much that I can actually stick my fist in all the way past the wrist, can't I baby?" Cheryl stated as she looked over at Brooke who was still moving her body back to meet Ron's pulsating rod.

"Yes mistress," Brooke replied. "You've stretched it out. Stretched out for my master's cock." "All those nights she's been meeting you at the door. Making you eat her pussy ... filled with Ron's cum. Yea, she's been feeding you my husband's cum for months. All the while her pussy getting stretched by him. Her fucking your ass and getting you ready for his cock as well," Cheryl smirked.

The more she talked the hotter it made me and the more I sucked on her pussy. I couldn't believe all these nights I had been eating Brooke, thinking how excited she was. Instead her hot little box was filled with Ron's cum. And all the dildos and ass fucking to get me ready for his cock too. So we both could be slaves. Total slaves to our neighbors. It all made sense now. Her pussy no longer tight around my cock. Always wet, full of his sperm.

Brooke was groaning loudly now. "Fuck me, Fuck me master. Fuck my cunt," Brook chanted.

"And whose cunt is it? Remind your husband who this pussy belongs to now," he commanded her.

"You master,. My pussy belongs to you. I love my husband. He has my heart. But my pussy and ass are yours. Yours and Cheryl's," she chanted.

I listened and the words were chilling. Only theirs?

"Did you hear that slave?" Ron barked. "Your little cock doesn't go in either hole unless I allow it. She can give you a blowjob. But you can only fuck her if I say so. You understand?"

His words were chilling but in a way it was exciting. "Yes master, I understand. I'm not allowed to fuck her. To fuck Brooke" I said in between licks of his wife's pussy. My words made Cheryl groan as she realized I had completely submitted to them. They now owned us both.

"Brooke and I belong to you. Both of you. We are your slaves and will do whatever you tell us," I said with enthusiasm as I began to appreciate my new role.

Both women seemed to orgasm at the same time hearing me as Cheryl pulled my hair and ground my face into her wet snatch. Brooke cried out, "Cum in me, cum in me master. Please cum in my pussy. Let me feel your hot cum, please," she cried.

Ron groaned and pounded hard into her ass. I could tell he was depositing his load deep into her pussy. Filling her womb with his seed. When he was spent he pulled out and stood with his cock inches front my face as I turned my mouth from Cheryl's spent pussy and sucked his warm member, coated with my wife's juices into my mouth.

Afterwards Brooke squatted her pussy over my mouth as I drank down the hot load of his cum mixed with her juices. It dawned on me the taste was indeed familiar. It was the same taste I had unknowing consumed for the last several months.

Before the evening was over Cheryl had Brooke eat her pussy while Ron, once recharged fucked my ass. The women really got off on me taking my first cock. I was already accustomed to Brooke's strapon dildo and the one she used on me was just slightly bigger than Ron's cock so I was able to easily take him into my hole. I had really begun to appreciate, even look forward to, Brooke fucking my ass and I liked the warm feeling of Ron's cock even more.

Soon I was moaning and urging him on, "Fuck me master. Fuck my ass."

"And whose ass does this belong to," he smirked.

"You. You own my ass. It belongs to you. Both our asses belong to you, to use, to cum in. Please cum in my ass master. Let me feel your hot cum back there,"

It didn't take Ron long as he did shoot his load into my ass. The first load of cum in my ass but it would not be my last. Ron has fucked my ass countless times and shared it with other friends of his as well. The women take delight in fucking me as well, although there is nothing like the real feel of hot flesh and the indescribable feeling of a pulsating cock depositing a load.

Before the end of the weekend, both Brooke and I were thoroughly used. I cannot describe how excited I got watching Brooke and Cheryl in a hot sixty-nine or Ron fucking her ass while Cheryl sat on her face. We were never allowed to wear clothes and since then we have continued to serve as slaves to our master and mistress.

It's been five months since we both committed ourselves as slaves to Ron and Cheryl. Although my wife had secretly been their slave for several months leading up to that without my knowledge. Apparently it was planned all along that we would get together in the mountains and we would be challenged to a bet. The game would be kept close but in the end, it was always in the plans for Brooke to throw the game if Ron and Cheryl were not already winning.

Cheryl distracting me with her foot play was just enough to keep me off my guard. While Brooke was concerned I might not agree to become their permanent slave, Cheryl has told me she always knew I would. She could sense we both had a submissive nature and once Brooke began to take a more dominant role with me in the bedroom, having me eat her pussy and letting her fuck my ass, Cheryl knew it was only a matter of time.

The weekend in the mountains sealed the deal. On the last day that we were there, Cheryl pointed out that not one time during the whole weekend had I actually fucked either Cheryl or Brooke, yet I was totally used up. Both women had given me blowjobs and jacked my cock off several times. The women and Ron had thoroughly fucked my ass and I had sucked him off so many times I lost count.

It hadn't dawned on me I actually had not fucked any pussy myself. As Brooke sat naked astride Ron's lap, sitting on his hard cock, sucking madly on his tongue as they French kissed, Cheryl had me lay on the floor. She informed me that we would remain slaves when we got back home. Like Ron had stated earlier, I would still live with Brooke as husband and wife. Nothing would change. But under no circumstance was I to entertain any thoughts of fucking her.

Brooke's pussy and ass belonged exclusively to them. I would always be allowed to have oral sex with her. I was actually instructed to obey her any time she asked for me to perform oral sex on her. But under no circumstance was I to fuck her. In addition I was only allowed to jack off if instructed or allowed to do so by Ron, Brooke or herself.

Looking down at me laying at her feet, she was absolutely gorgeous. Her nipples were standing erect on her breast and I ached to suck at her pussy. "Do you clearly understand what is expected of you as our total and complete slave?" she asked.

"Yes mistress," I replied.

"You understand that Brooke will never be satisfied with your little dick again. Now that she has had Ron, yours just can't satisfy her. But she will be allowed to give you blowjobs, to jack you off, and to fuck your ass. And you will be required to always be ready to lick our pussies or ass, to suck off Ron whenever he asks and we will all take turns fucking your little ass."

"Yes mistress, I will serve you all," I replied looking up at her.

"You may also be required to serve others. We may bring men or women home or take you out and you will do whatever we ask and never question us. Is that understood?" Cheryl said sternly.

"I will mistress. I will do whatever you ask. You and Ron own me. You own us both. We will serve you. We will always obey your commands," I replied back.

"And you understand if for any reason you break these rules, we will cut off having any sex with you and Brooke will also stop having sex with you. She loves you but she will do what we tell her. You understand this?"

"Yes mistress," I again complied.

"Very good. Then as a sign of your total commitment, giving up all rights to your wife's pussy to us, to be our total slave. I want you to cum for me. Jack off and cum for me," she smiled looking down at me.

I looked up at her. My mistress's sweet smooth pussy directly above me. Her gorgeous tits. I looked over at my wife Brooke who smiled at me as I began pumping my hard cock. In the meantime, Brooke began fucking Ron, grinding up and down on his hard cock. She arched her back as he mauled her tits, sucking one nipple and then the other. Drawing the nubs into his mouth, she groaned at his assault which is about all it took before I launched hot cum across my stomach. As I came, my wife and master began kissing, his tongue pushing into her mouth, as she groaned and came all over his cock.

I slowed my hand and dropped it by my side as Cheryl dipped her big toe in a pool of semen on my chest and then directed it to my nipple where she traced circles. She pinched my nipple between her toes, sliding the cum all around. Then she scooped up a glob of cum on her toe and held it over my mouth.

"Suck my toe baby. Taste your cum from my foot," she said as she placed the digit to my mouth and I sucked it in. I cleaned her toe, sucking all my cum off as she scooped up more on my stomach with her foot and brought her toe back to my mouth. I had never kissed or sucked on Brooke's feet before but here I was cleaning my own sperm off Cheryl's like it was my last meal.

"You are a good slave. Both of you. We're all going to enjoy our new arrangement," Cheryl smiled.

I haven't fucked Brooke since the weeks before our trip to the mountain but on several occasions Ron and Cheryl have taken Brooke and I out on some of their swap parties with other couples. While Brooke can have sex with any of the women, or provide blowjobs to the men, she is not allowed to fuck any man other than Ron. I have fucked several of the women from the group but never Brooke or Cheryl.

On some nights, the phone will ring and Brooke will leave and go next door. There is a gate now between our properties and Brooke is not allowed to dress as she walks over totally naked. Sometimes she comes home and I eat her used pussy but more often than not she just stays over. We are both always required to be nude at all times if we are at Ron's. Whether we are indoors or outside, we are not permitted to wear any clothes.

For Christmas, Mistress Cheryl instructed me it would be nice to present Master Ron with a gift of our complete and utter submission. She has a jeweler who is a close friend and Cheryl took my wedding ring and had it melted down into two gold hoops. We then went back to the piercing and tattoo shop where Brooke received her navel piercing and my wife had her clit hood pierced.

I also received a gold beaded hoop which was placed through my right nipple. It hurt like bloody hell but both Ron and Cheryl seemed pleased. It has since healed over nicely and Cheryl and Brooke play with it often when they are sucking on my nipples. I actually believe it is much more sensitive now than my left nipple.

While we were at the tattoo parlor, both Brooke and I decided to get matching tattoos. The Japanese symbols for slave (Kanji) were tattooed with Brooke's just above her pussy and mine above my cock. Our master and mistress were thrilled but now that we have been inked he wants us to get more tats. He picked out a tribal tattoo for Brooke's back just above her ass and he wants a tattoo around her right nipple.

Brooke had always been very conservative but since she has met Cheryl and Ron, they have really brought out a side she never knew she had. After her first piercing she felt so naughty and she felt even more so after piercing her clit and getting the tat above her cunt. I feel it's just a matter of time before she gets the tats Master has asked for and wouldn't be surprised if she had her nipples pierced like mine while she was there.

She really enjoys playing with my pierced nipple and has tried to convince me to do the other. It hurt like hell but I think I might, particularly if Brooke gets hers done.

As I write this, Brooke is sucking on our master's dick while Cheryl fucks her ass with her strapon. Brooke loves getting fucked in the ass as much as I do. Ron has asked that I end my story as he wants to fuck Brooke while I lick his ass. Cheryl is going to set up the tripod and get it on video so she can show it to a new couple they have recently met for sex. This new couple are new to swapping and the woman has confided her husband has never had sex with another guy and it is a real fantasy of hers to see him with a man. Ron and Cheryl have told me if I can get him to suck me off and allow me to fuck his ass, I will be allowed to fuck his wife.

I've seen pictures of the couple and she is stunning. She has long black hair and appears to be in her early twenties. It's been months since I had pussy and I definitely want a piece of that. Brooke and I have never been happier. To all our friends and family our lives appear as normal as they ever have been. But in reality we are both slaves to our neighbors. The day our new neighbors moved in they took possession of more than a house; they took possession of the couple next door. I can only wonder what else is in store.

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