Girls Are Great

She said "When I came over I wasn't certain that I was going to do this now, but you've been so agreeable that I have to reward you". When I asked, she told me that her husband was dead-tired from driving all day and was soundly asleep. He knew she was going to spend the night in the motor home.

Now she reminded that I'd agreed to do everything she demanded without any question, and told me to get naked. This time she was wide awake when she handled me and we made love until four that morning. When she left she gave me a long lingering kiss and said that I was in for some additional surprises, and a little ridicule. I'm wondering about that.

Well, it took me slightly over three weeks. Every time I saw her from across the street she would hold up three fingers to remind me. She recognized that I was proceeding steadily, and gave me a thumbs up when I drove the new van into the yard (I guess I could have gotten a used van, but what the heck, I traded in my car).

I used some of my Navy training to install all of the electronics. Then I had a contractor make the changes to add the exercise room, modify the garage and bedroom, and have the carpet changed. The contractor added a ten percent charge for the deadline and he almost made it. I hung a temporarily out of town sign in the window of my business, called all my clients to schedule the work at home, and gave them a number to reach me if necessary. I then moved into and converted one of the other bedrooms to an office. The new king-sized bed and park bench arrived the following day, and the exercise equipment two days later. I hinged a picture and hung it over the one-way mirror to the exercise room. I also found out that if the bedroom light was on, and the exercise room was dark, you could through the opposite way through the mirror and into the bedroom.

I was ready. She picked up the keys that Wednesday night but wouldn't tell me why she wanted them. Her husband had gotten Thursday and Friday off work and they left early Thursday morning.

It was going to be a long weekend, and I would miss her.

Thursday night, the motion detector went off in my front yard and I watched a stealthy figure walk across the front yard, along the side of the house, take out a key and open the darkened exercise room and then heard the key in the bedroom door. It couldn't be her.

I'd been lying on the bed in a darkened room, with only my skivvies on, when the door opened and then closed. I snapped on the light and saw the lady from two doors down the street. Her name was Mary and She leered at me and said that my neighbor had sent her and told her that I would do anything I was told. At first, she said she didn't believe it, but that her husband was out of town until Monday and she was feeling horny. So she was going to try it.

Mary is probably ten years older than I am, and obviously a close friend of my neighbor. I asked what she'd been told. So, she said that she was only told that I was her sex slave and would do anything she wanted.

So that was it. I was to be a sex slave. How interesting. I decided to play along.

Mary was probably very beautiful when she was young, and things hadn't changed much. However, she was a domineering woman and made her husband toe the mark. She devoured me with her eyes and demanded to see what was beneath my skivvies. When I dropped the briefs to the floor her eyes nearly popped out of her head. She literally ran over to me, crouched to the floor and wrapped her hands around it. Then she kissed it long and hard and wrapped her arms around my hips. She was almost crying when she stood again.

She stripped her long coat and dress off quickly and then asked how she looked. When I didn't answer, she looked down at my stiffened member and smiled. She said "this is going to be a night I'll never forget".

She had ample breasts, well formed hips and a cute butt - - sensational for an older gal. Her soft tummy bulged only slightly and her legs curved into a very promising crop of dark hair just as they came together.

She spread her legs and said "Come over here and touch me". I did. She said "Get on your knees and I want to feel your lips and tongue inside me". She did, and from there Mary turned me everywhere but loose. I had a great night and enjoyed it all. She left at five that morning and promised to come back. She said she hadn't felt that alive since she was eighteen. She wasn't as fine as my neighbor across the street, but she was great and I looked forward to out next encounter.

Friday night, another alarm, I thought it was Mary again but it wasn't. This time it was Carol from five doors down on the opposite side of the street. Carol was twenty seven and the mother of three kids. She had two older girls and a boy. None of them was over four years old.

Carol had been given a key and told a story similar to Mary's. Carol had never lost her baby fat and she was a large girl just two inches short of six feet tall. She was blond and worked days as a waitress in a pretty good restaurant. Her husband was a long-distance truck driver and out of town for many days at a time. He'd gotten drunk the night before he left and hadn't been able to perform. She was feeling really horny.

Now when I said Carol had never lost her baby fat, that isn't a criticism. She worked hard and had an ample figure. Her demeanor was always such that she had guys do a bit of flirting at work, but never anything serious when she looked back at them. That was their tough luck because she was a treasurer. She was soft in all the right places. She said her husband had never satisfied her needs and her actions confirmed it to me.

Carol rode me hard but didn't put me away wet. She'd clean me up and then go for another ride. She was always careful and would usually slow down and stop when she saw that I was about to climax. So, I was good for a long four hours of nearly continuous sex.

About two that morning she confided that she'd never had, or given, oral sex. I satisfied that shortcoming immediately. Then, she told me that it was nearly impossible for her to realize how satisfying it was. She wanted and she gave. When she gave, she didn't want to quit. When it was given to her she would tremble all over and moan continuously. When I slowed down, she asked me to stop because she thought she was afraid the pleasure would drive her crazy. Obviously I couldn't stop then.

She used her breasts with my member between them and would coax me with them until I spilled all over her chin. She would open her mouth and try to catch it. She sometimes did. Her nipples were beautiful and very sensitive. One breast still made milk - - it was delicious, and I probably stimulated the other breast to begin again.

When it was five o'clock she didn't want to leave. She said she was in love with me. I assured her that she was fantastic, and honestly told her that the guys at the restaurant and her own husband were crazy not to appreciate her. I suggested that she might share her feelings with her husband and tell him that she was curious about oral sex even if they'd never done it. She say naked in my lap facing me and we did it all over again. Then she left and I was alone. I slept all day after two solid nights of being a sex slave. This was hard work, but I loved it.

Saturday night another visitor. She parked in the driveway across the street. This time I was really amazed. It was my neighbor's oldest daughter-in-law. She was only twenty two years old. She'd confided with Mom that her husband didn't always satisfy her. Mom had talked to the son and had her husband talk to him about his husbandly duties. He was getting better, but still had a long way to go. Mom wanted them to stay together, so she'd given her my key and told her I was a sex slave. Her name was Rachel.

Rachel was timid at first, but after I worked on her for awhile she became an extremely active participant. She showed me things that I'm not sure I'd ever heard or seen. Rachel was a contortionist, although she'd never shown her husband or the family. One of the things she showed me by sitting on me, rocking back and forth a couple of times to bury it deeper within her and then she picked up one leg by the foot and placed it behind her head. Next she picked up the other and placed it there also. Finally she said "Do you want to spin me?" Wow! I answered by spinning her. I could give it to her from in front or from in back with equal ease. When she was all balled up, she liked me to pick her up like a basketball, roll her over and use my mouth to tantalize her. To top it off, she could swallow me the way a sword swollower handles a sword. This girl was amazing, well-proportioned, thoroughly female, and an interesting and involved partner.

When she finally left, I was exhausted again and thoroughly intrigued and satisfied. I suggested that, in the interest of her marriage, she should slowly work up to showing her husband her entire repertoire. I encouraged her to do it slowly so that he didn't think she'd had a lot of partners or experience doing this in sex. She thanked me, kissed me again, and then told me she hoped to see me again.

Sunday afternoon the neighbor arrived home again. Again, the motor home stayed the night and I received a fantastic visit from across the street at nine fifteen that night. She asked how I enjoyed myself and then told me she'd been in touch with everybody and that they were totally satisfied. She said she could only listen, because her husband had been in the room the entire time the others had described their encounters.

She was turned on and wanted assurance that my other visitors weren't better than she was. I teased her awhile before acknowledging that they only made me want her more. I told her about some of the problems they were having and she seemed to know about most of them. She didn't know her daughter-in-law had such talent and approved of my advice to her. She also knew that Carol felt inferior when there was no physical reason. She also knew they were all lonely. She also told me that they'd discussed it together and decided that I needed more exercise. They decided who would have me for what night, if they could get away for it. She also reserved me herself for three nights. Carol on Mondays, Mary on Thursdays, she had Tuesdays and Fridays, her Daughter-in-law had me on Sundays. They would see who was available each Saturday. She knew that I usually went somewhere for the day on Wednesdays. I asked if I didn't have anything to say about it. She said no, that it was part of my agreement and that I should start taking extra potency vitamins. Is this going to be a dream or a nightmare?

Then, we made up for lost time. She was hungry, ravenous, for attention and she returned it with as much dedication as she demanded. But things were not over, or stable, yet. I needed insurance just in case, although I was nearly certain that I wouldn't need it.

I spend every Wednesday, as I've said, with my next door neighbor lady. When I got to the motel she was waiting for me and said that I looked as if I'd lost weight. Then she asked if that was the lady across the street that she'd heard one night. I then told her the whole incredible story. She was shocked but extremely interested and wanted every detail. Then she said it was obvious why I'd lost weight and told me she was on my diet, too. She asked me not to tell any of the others about her. I told her my lips were sealed and she said that I could seal them when we were finished. She set out to prove she was just as good as any of the rest - - and she almost is. Before we parted, she demanded a key, also. The following week she put a gate between her backyard and mine. She had to take out some cinder blocks to do it and hired a mason. She planned to use that gate to avoid being seen if necessary.

Two weeks later, my favorite neighbor from across the street came over in the daytime, to the front door and let herself in. She brought over a pair of shorts, sweatshirt and sneakers, and stashed them in my bedroom closet. She asked if I could help her with something at her house. I grabbed my toolbox and a newspaper and followed her over. When we got there, I set the box on the floor in the hallway pointing in to her bedroom stopped in the doorway and opened the newspaper. Then I grabbed her and carried her to the bed. It was a very nice, soft bed. She looked beautiful laying on it.

I asked her to repeat her original 'blackmail' scheme and she asked why. I said that I was still turned on by it and wanted to hear it again. She told me again. I whispered, "Now force me to make love to you". She did. The camcorder caught every bit of it and I felt free. The tape showed a date on the paper that was two days before the tapes she made of me. It showed us making love in her bed on that date. After she was satisfied, she asked about what she'd originally came to get me for. I took care of it gathered my toolbox, kissed her and left.

Now, I really felt like a heel. She'd only been good to me. She'd arranged every man's dream and it had come true. But, I hid the tape in the same place I'd been hiding tapes from the first day.

The following Saturday night, two figures showed up and entered my bedroom. My favorite neighbor had brought Carol with her. They didn't really get involved in girl-girl stuff, but enjoyed watching, playing and participating with me. One would sit on my waist while the other would sit on my face. Two different girls riding you at the same time is unbelievable. Then would one would kiss me high and the other would kiss me low. Two sets of tongues and lips can drive you wild. Two girls can definitely wear you out.

They each kissed me and left at five. I slept for two hours when I was awakened by my friend next door. She came in through the fence and used her key to get in. She wanted more details, but not before we made love. I don't know how I did it. After, she let me sleep and left late in the afternoon.

We almost got caught a few times. Her husband came looking for her at about ten one night. We'd been making love for nearly the full hour and were dripping wet form the workout. He looked up and down the darkened street and then headed our way. She told me she'd told him that I'd told her to come over and use the exercise room anytime she wanted. She grabbed her stuff from the closet, through it on, poured water from a glass down her shoulders, slid the sneakers on and went out the door into the exercise room. She climbed on the treadmill and was just stepping off when he came to the door and looked in. He didn't even let her know he'd been there and left. I watched him return home and called her in and told her. She made love again quickly and then went home. When she got there, he apparently told her that he was concerned about her going out at night. He also wanted to make love. She told him she had to shower after all that exercise and would be into the bedroom in a few minutes. She did and he did. After that, all the ladies started keeping exercise stuff in the closet.

A couple of times, he or the husband of one of the other ladies would come looking. When they knocked on the door, I too, told them I'd been exercising. Then I would shower and get dressed. The ladies would put on their exercise suits and shoes, go out through the inside garage door into the van. Then they would sit or lie down on the floor of the van while I pulled out and drove down the street. I always kept the curtain closed. After I'd driven part way around the block I would stop and let them out and then drive around for a while. The ladies would walk or jog home and meet there husbands at home, feigning having gone for a jog or walk. One day, when two of the ladies were visiting, I had to take them both out. They were lying on the floor as I pulled out. Their husbands, one of them the trucker, stopped me and asked if I'd seen Carole. He's a big guy. I said no, but if I saw her I'd let her know he was looking for her. He thanked me, and as he started to walk away, he stopped again and said "That's a sweet van". I thanked him. He asked if he could see it closer, maybe see how I'd equipped it inside. The other ladies husband walked up too and expressed an interest. He said they'd been thinking of getting a van, too. I said I'd be glad to show them, but I was late to meet a client and to hurry right now. I said how about later this afternoon. They agreed and I pulled away.

My friends in the rear were sweating bullets when I stopped to let them out. They discussed their story briefly and jogged back home together. They were safe.

After several months, I was just getting somewhat used to the schedule when the daughter-in-law and Carol started missing appointments. I was afraid that maybe I was slipping, not satisfying them any longer. I needn't have worried. When they did show up they told me they'd taken my advice and the husbands had been slow but were coming around and actually getting more involved. They didn't want to call it off, just come less frequently. Eventually, I guess those wayward hubbies learned what sex is all about, and those ladies are the most faithful you'll ever find. I still see them, but now its for novelty and a little spice.

Mary's husband travels less, and I guess she also showed him some new tricks that were welcome after so many years of marriage. I see her maybe once every two months.

Next door and across the street are still faithful to me. I've destroyed that tape I made, and she gave her tapes to me for destruction. I kept the inside one and l enjoy viewing it every now and then.

The lady next door has found voyeuring an interesting and new experience. Some time she'll ask me to turn off the exercise light and leave on the bedroom light. She watches up through the one way mirror. Every now and then I see her nose pressed against the glass.

It turned out that the lady across the street had never called the Health Department or SPCA. It was the lady behind her that had been doing it. After this my two neighbors became fast friends. They are open with each other and know of the comings and goings.

In fact they sometimes come over together. Their relationship has flowered, and they enjoy each other in my presence occasionally in a wholesome and special way. I believe them when they say they would never do it except in my company and for my enjoyment. They aren't much different in age and they share something in common. Me.

I love them both dearly.