tagLoving WivesMeaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 02

Meaghan Plays with the Neighbors Ch. 02

byThadsgood©

{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.

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