Lifestyle Boundaries CH 3
“Oh my, you like this new game of yours, don’t you? Yes, send the text. 1600.” Amy said with a smirk on her face.
I could tell she didn’t believe me, even when my phone buzzed. I picked up and showed her the text.
“Sir, I will be there at 1600Rready and willing to please you; however you desire. I belong to you.”
Amy’s mouth fell open.
“Oh my God, you weren’t lying. That sweet little thing belongs to you.” Amy said, completely shocked.
“Ah, not just me, babe; she belongs to both of us,” I said.
Amy’s smiled with a curious smile, not sure she entirely believed me about Brittney, but time would bear me out, I knew.
Amy was suddenly very horny again, and as she rolled back over to me, she moved down to take my cock in her mouth.
Looking up at me, she said, “Well, I best get what I can out of you before Brittney gets here with that young tight pussy of hers. Hopefully, you still want some of mine. It may not be as tight or pretty as Brit’s, but I hope you still enjoy it.”
It only took Amy a few deep sucks to get me good and hard again. Once rock hard, Amy climbed on top of me and fucked me silly.
When we finished, Amy rolled off me and said, “I will take you like that over Jeff any day of the week, Babe. I love you.”
Laughing, I said, “What about the weekends?”
Not missing the chance to be a smart ass, Amy said, “Oh, this cunt belongs to Jeff on the weekends, that’s a given.”
“Ouch,” I said.
“You deserve that, smartass,” Amy said as she cuddled back up into me.
Then she started in with the questions again.
“Is Brittney really going to show up at 1600, or did you set up that text with her in advance to tease me?” Amy asked.
“Well, I would suggest you be ready to answer the door at 1600 on the nose. Otherwise, our neighbors will get to see a very sexy naked young lady standing on our porch ringing the doorbell,” I said.
“What? Naked, now I know you are making all of this up.” Amy said as she rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
“Come on, stud, come take a shower with me,” Amy turned and said to me.
We showered, dried off, and Amy started to get dressed.
“What are you doing, Babe? Why are you getting dressed? Brittney and I won’t be wearing clothes,” I said.
“Knock it off, John, it was funny the first time, now it is just getting old,” Amy said as she laid out her clothes and began to blow-dry her hair.
“Well, if you don’t mind, I will be enjoying the rest of the day clothing free,” I said as I walked out of the room and headed downstairs.
It was 1500 as I settled in outside by the pool on one of our big poolside beds. I had to admit I was more than a bit excited to see Amy’s reaction when the doorbell rang at 1600, and she opened the door to see Brittney standing naked on our porch.
Then it dawned on me last night when she showed up naked on our porch; it was night or close to night time, 1600 is in the middle of the day. Would she seriously walk up to our door naked in bright daylight? Time will tell, I guess. It is a Tuesday, after all, so nosy neighbors should still be at work, I thought.
I kept checking my watch, still, an hour to go. Amy walked out, and she looked stunning, but then in my eyes, she always looks stunning. Even when Jeff was plowing her with that monster member of his, my wife looked terrific.
“WOW, Babe, you look great. Is that a new swimsuit? But why are you wearing a swimsuit?” I asked again.
“Well, a girl likes to keep her man intrigued, you know. I can’t walk around naked all the time; you will get bored and start making up stories about pretty little twenty-two-year-old hotties coming over.” She said with a smirk on her face.
“Babe, your body is as hot as any twenty-two-year-old that I know,” I said.
“Shit, where did I leave my boots? It is getting deep out here.” Amy said.
Then Amy asked, “Baby, are you hungry? Can I make you a sandwich or something?”
Before I could answer, Amy, knowing what I was about to say, said, “And I don’t mean pussy, I am sure you had Molly’s juicy pussy for breakfast.”
Could I be any luckier? I thought to myself as I watched my wife’s hot round ass swaying from side to side as she walked back into the house.
She returned a short time later with two tuna sandwiches, which prompted me to laugh and say, “yummy, tuna, yours and my favorite.”
She playfully slapped me and said, “Naughty boy. But we do have a lot in common, don’t we, Babe?”
As we sat and ate lunch, I brought up the issue with Jeff and Molly being siblings and how she felt about that, and should we see them again or not?
“Well, I have been thinking about it; it doesn’t bother me. Who am to judge, right? They sure seem happy. By the way, how did Molly tell you she and Jeff were brother and sister?” Amy said.
“Oh, she never did; Brittney said it was obvious as soon as she met them. That was why she thought Molly and I were together, and you and Jeff were together. mecidiyeköy escort She was like, take the big cock off of Jeff and put long hair on him, give him a pair of amazing tits like Molly has, and they could be twins,” I explained
“So wait, Molly, never confirmed it?” Amy questioned.
“Ah, no. But when I started to think about it, Jeff and Molly do look like they could be twins.” I said.
“Hmmm, yeah, they do, and as I said earlier, Jeff avoided my questions about how he and Molly met,” Amy said.
Amy pulled out her phone and started to punch in Molly’s number.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I stopped her. “You going to call her and ask, hey, are you fucking your brother?”
Molly typed in a text and then said, “How about this?”
She had typed, “Hey, Molly, sexy lady, do you and your brother want to get together next weekend at our place?”
She looked at me and said, “if she responds without saying anything about me asking about her brother, then we know. But if she asks what I am talking about, her brother? I can say it was an autocorrect error.”
I said, “OK, give it a try.”
Amy sent the text, and we sat anxiously waiting for a reply. I had completely forgotten the time, and then the doorbell rang.
Amy lost track of time, too, as she said, “Who could that be? Did you order Something?”
Smiling inside, I thought, I haven’t ordered her to do anything yet.
Amy got up and took her time walking to the door. When she rounded the corner of the door and went inside, I jumped up and followed her. Staying back so I could see her reaction to Brittney without her knowing I was watching.
Amy opened the door, and all I heard was, “Oh My God, get in here right away.” Then the door slam.
I walked out into the living room to see Amy standing there, and she was genuinely stunned to see Brittney and naked on top of it.
Brittney looked at Amy with a big smile on her face and said, “Hello miss, it is so nice to see you again, is there anything I can get for you or do TO you?”
Amy turned and looked at me and wanted to say something, but her voice had failed her for the moment.
Brittney didn’t hesitate; she walked up to Amy, hugged her, kissed her long and hard on the mouth, and then walked over to me and said, “Hello, sir, do you need me to take care of that for you?” As she pointed at my cock, which was quickly becoming engorged.
Amy finally came back to earth, “John, you are serious, she is….”
Brittney cut her off and said, “I am yours, yes. You own me for as long as you want. I will do whatever you desire, Miss. Sir, did you not tell her?”
As I put my arm around Brittney and hugged her, I said, “OK, Brittney, first off, you are to call me John and my wife Amy, no more “Sir” and “Miss,” OK?”
“Yes, sir, I mean John,” Brittney responded.
I whispered in her ear to go take Amy’s swimsuit off.
Brittney turned around, went up to Amy, and said, “Amy, can I take this swimsuit off of you? With a body as beautiful and sexy as yours, you shouldn’t cover it up.”
I was slightly surprised to see that Amy was still stunned, especially after all that had happened the past couple of weeks, but she looked frozen in shock.
Amy just stood there as Brittney reached up and undid Amy’s bikini top and took it off, exposing her tits.
Brittney said, “You have beautiful breasts, Amy.” Then she leaned forward and sucked on Amy’s nipples. At the same time, she was hooking her fingers in Amy’s bikini bottoms while sliding them down until they dropped to the floor.
Amy snapped back to earth and let out a low soft moan as Brittney continued to kiss, lick and suck on Amy’s nipples.
“Ladies, why don’t we go out to the pool? It is such a lovely day out; we shouldn’t be in here,” I said.
Brittney grabbed Amy by the hand, and the two of them walked past me and out to the pool. I looked at these two gorgeous naked ladies as they walked past me. Their firm round butts a thing of beauty. I pinched myself just to make sure I wasn’t sleeping or dead.
I followed the ladies out to the pool, and Amy finally had returned from where ever her momentary lapse had taken her.
“Brittney dear, John said we own you now. Just what exactly does all of that mean?” Amy asked as the two of them got on the bed together.
“Just precisely that, Amy, I belong to you. You can do with me whatever you want whenever you want.” Brittney said very matter of fact.
Amy still questioned and said, “So I can say, please go clean the kitchen, and you will.”
Brittney said, “yes, is that what you want me to do right now? Oh, and you don’t need to say please when you tell me to do something. Just order me to do what you want.”
Amy’s posture changed, and when she looked at me, she had a devilish smile on her face. Then she turned back to Brittney and said, “So if I said you are NEVER allowed to fuck John, you would still want to be here?”
“If that is what you want, yes.” Brittney said and went on, “There şişli escort are, however, some things I won’t do, no matter what, did John tell you?”
“No, what is that?” Amy asked.
“I won’t do anything illegal, no exceptions,” Brittney said.
Amy nodded her understanding.
“Also, no peeing or pooping on me,” Brittney said. “Oh, God, no. Yuck.” Amy said.
“Oh, one more thing I didn’t tell John. When you share me with friends, I do not want to be humiliated in front of them. I mean, when it is just the three of us, if you want me to crawl around on all fours like a dog, I will, but only with you two, OK?” Brittney said.
“Oh my goodness, sweetheart, John, and I would never do that to such a beautiful young lady,” Amy said.
I chimed in and said, “Brittney has also asked that if we do share her with our special friends, that we consult her first if the guy is of Jeff’s size.”
“Yes, sorry, Amy. He was too big for me. I am sorry.” Brittney said.
“Don’t be sorry, Brittney, I completely understand. Hell, I thought he was too big for me until he started pushing it into my cunt.” Amy said.
Bingo, she just said “cunt”. Horny slutty Amy was back in the house.
Amy looked at Brittney and said, “Go suck Johns’s cock and swallow his cum.”
Brittney got up without hesitating, knelt down in front of me, and sucked my cock into her mouth. I let out a loud, deep grunt when I felt the head of my cock hit the back of her throat.
Amy looked at me and said, “OH, my, she is going to be fun to have around.”
Amy then said, “Brittney, stop, come eat my cunt.”
Brittney jumped back up on the bed and drove face-first into my wife’s spread open legs.
Brittney went to town on Amy’s pussy, and within seconds Amy screamed out, “Fuck Brit, your ex-girlfriend taught you how to please a wet cunt.”
“It’s OK to call me a slut and whore Amy. I am your cunt eating bitch after all.” Brittney said.
Then the doorbell rang. Amy’s eyes shot open, and she looked at me, interrupting the pussy-licking she was getting. Brittney didn’t stop her oral pleasing, though.
“Brittney sweety, stop,” Amy said.
“John, who could that be? There isn’t another secret at the door, is there?” Amy asked, half panting from being so close to a climax.
Then the doorbell rang again. Whoever it was, they weren’t leaving until we answered.
“No idea. I better go see who it is,” I said.
I started towards the house to answer the door, and I heard both girls laughing.
Amy said, “Honey, you better cover up that fat cock of yours before you get to the door.”
Wrapped up at the moment, it had escaped my rational mind that I was naked and sporting a seven inch long and fat hard-on.
Crap, I didn’t have any clothes downstairs, so I grabbed a towel from the downstairs bathroom and wrapped it around my waist.
Both girls laughed out loud, and Brittney said, “Yeah, that does it, now it looks like you have a tent.”
The doorbell rang again. Shit, who the fuck could it be.
When I got to the door, I looked through the peephole to see our neighbor Jacqueline (Jacky).
Double shit, I thought to myself. Jacqueline and her husband, Jack, are our closest friends. We usually spend at least one weekend night together with them at their place or ours. Amy and I are very attracted to them but have never opened up to them about our lifestyle fun. When the four of us are out together, people who don’t know us always think Jack and Amy are together, and Jacqueline and I are together by the way we interact.
Seeing Jacky on the other side of the door and in the current state of arousal caused my cock to twitch. She is gorgeous, a tall, slender auburn-haired beauty with perky titties and nipples that always seem to be at full attention.
Jacky rang the doorbell again.
Well, here goes nothing, I thought. There was no way I could hide my hard-on, so what the hell, I opened the door.
Jacky looked at me, and I about melted when she smiled. Her big blue eyes were sparkling like they always do, especially when we make eye contact.
I watched as her eyes drifted down to the towel and the tent my cock was making out of it. There was no missing that I had a hard-on.
Without realizing it, Jacky said, “WOW, very nice.” Her eyes glued to my towel-covered erection.
Then realizing what she said, she blushed and stumbled over her words to say, “Oh, did I interrupt you and Amy? I am so sorry. But I just saw a neighborhood alert that a young woman is walking around our neighborhood naked. I just wanted to see if you and Amy saw her? The alert said they saw her in front of your house. Gosh, I hope she is OK and not in trouble.”
“Wow? We haven’t heard or seen anything, but then Amy and I have been out by the pool relaxing most of the day.” I said.
Jacky giggling said, “I like the way you two relax. Jack and I enjoy that type of relaxing by the pool as well. How have you two been? We miss you. We haven’t seen you two in almost two months. How taksim escort about a BBQ this week at our place? Check with Amy.”
Out of the blue, she stepped into the house and hugged me. My cock poked into her hip, and there was no way she didn’t feel it. She kissed me on the lips, something recently new to our greetings. Then she turned and walked away as I watched her long runner’s legs carry her off our porch.
I stood there, stunned. Jacky and I had always flirted with each other in a fun neighborly way, but this was the first time she had kissed me on the lips. I swear if I had pressed it, the kiss would have gone on until our tongues were in each other’s mouth.
“John, are you OK? Amy wanted me to check on you,” Brittney said, and voice snapped me out of my fantasizing about Jacky.
“Yeah, it seems a young woman is walking around our neighborhood naked, and people are concerned she is in trouble,” I said, smiling at Brittney.
Already being in a heightened state of arousal from Brittney’s quick little suck job, Jacky’s kiss sent me over the edge. I grabbed Brittney, pushed her towards the pool table in our living room, and bent her over. She didn’t resist in any way; she bent over, parted her legs, and tilted her hips up, offering her gorgeous swollen pink slit to me.
I aimed my throbbing cock at her slit and attacked her pussy. Driving into her so hard, she screamed. I lifted her off the floor with my first thrust. I grabbed her by the hips and began ramming her for all I was worth.
“Fuck me, Sir, my vagina is yours. Use me. Make me cum on your big fat cock. I am your dirty little whore.” Brittney grunted out.
I hadn’t noticed previously when inside her, but this girl must do Keagle exercises nonstop. She had complete control of her vaginal walls. She would relax them when I drove into her and then tighten them super tight on my withdrawal. It was like her vagina was gripping my shaft on every withdrawal stroke.
“Oh fuck yeah, fuck that cunt, Sir. You feel so good inside me. I can feel your fat cock stretching my tight little cunt. Keep going; harder punish that pussy.” Brittney said.
She was panting and moaning now as her legs began to tremble. She arched her back as she tensed up, and her pussy clamped down on my rod so tight all I could do was hold still inside her.
“Oh, you big stud, you made me cum already; keep going, I want you to make you cum.” Brittney said.
Amy came around the corner to see me hammering away at Brittney.
“Fuck yeah, John, fuck our new little toys cunt. Look at what a slut she is; I bet you could ram your cock in her ass right now.” Amy said as she walked up to us and began teasing Brittney’s asshole with her finger.
Brittney immediately tensed up but in a different manner than when she was about to cum.
“Miss, no, I have never done that,” Brittney said.
Amy slapped Brittney’s ass and said, “well, there is a first time for everything, my hot little whore.”
Amy kept teasing Brittney’s asshole with her finger, just massaging her rim.
Brittney was screaming now and shaking wildly; her vaginal walls were going spastic on my cock as I continued sliding in and out of her tight young hole.
“Fuck, here it comes, Brit,” I said as I exploded deep inside her.
“Give it to me, Sir, fill this sluts tight cunt with your cum. Empty your balls in me. I am your cum slut, Sir.” Brittney moaned out as she started another climax, joining me in my orgasm.
Amy slapped my ass and said, “nice Babe, look at her cunt now? It looks well fucked.”
Brittney, still bent over the pool table with her legs spread, moaned out, “my pussy feels amazing; that was a good fucking. I love it when I am taken like a cheap whore, John. Please know you can bend me over and ram your big cock in my cunt anytime and anywhere.”
I stood back and looked down at Brittney’s spread open legs to see my thick white cream dripping out of her pretty little pink slit.
Amy standing there watching, said, “So what lead to that?”
Brittney said, “I don’t know, but when I came in here, there was a beautiful tall leggy auburn-haired beauty at the door. She pretty much attacked John and kissed him, and on the mouth too. It looked like she wanted to pull his towel off and bend over for him. I’m betting she left a trail of pussy juice on your porch.”
Amy smiling at me and then, turning to Brittney and helping her off the pool table, said, “Oh, that would be Jacqueline or Jacky. She wants to fuck John, and you can see he wants to fuck her just as badly.”
“Oh, stop, she just likes to flirt and tease. I doubt she would do anything. And tell me you wouldn’t like to get Jack naked.” I said.
Brittney fully recovered, said, “well, let’s get them over here.”
Amy and I both laughed at Brittney’s comment.
Amy said, “Slow down, Sweety, we just got you. We want a little time alone with you. So how does this work, how often can you come here? How do we let you know when we want you here to be our slut?”
Brittney furrowed her brow and said, “I will be living here; you own me. Did I not explain that fully?”
I hadn’t realized that Brittney would be living with us. I suddenly got even more excited about this new situation.