From: an339127@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an339127@anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: REPOST:My Neighbor's Sex Slave (1 of 5) Date: Sun, 20 Aug 1995 07:21:51 UTC Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Message-ID: <072335Z20081995@anon.penet.fi> MY NEIGHBOR'S SEX SLAVE, MY WIFE CHAPTER 3 - IN THE BEGINNING (Sub-title - The Taking of Shelly) It started about a year and a half ago. Dave moved into the house next door. He was a friendly guy, 26 years old and very good looking. He'd just received his Ph.D.. in History and had accepted a teaching position at the local State University. Shelly & I were both intrigued with him from the start .... he was a pleasant enough guy, intelligent and very well respected in his field, despite his age. He wasn't married, and from what we could tell, he didn't have a steady girlfriend, in fact, we never saw any women at is house. For a while we wondered if he might be gay. In retrospect, nothing could have been further from the truth. The remainder of this chapter will be alternatively told by Shelly and Dave. They'll give you a little insight into what was happening .... behind my back, that is. "THE BEGINNING" AS TOLD BY SHELLY ANDERSON Hi, my name is Shelly .... Shelly Anderson. Both Dave and Al usually call me Shell..... and Dave frequently calls me slut, whore, or cunt just to show who's in charge. I'm 41 years old (about 40 when this all started), I'm 5'6", I weighs in at about 130 pounds, and I think I'm average looking -- whatever "average" is. When this all started I was in pretty good shape for a 40 year old. I never had kids (I can't) so I'm a little firmer than most women my age. Over the last year I've gotten into even better shape .... Dave insists that I work out at the health club 5 times a week to keep in shape and improve my stamina and flexibility. I'm a pretty normal sized 37B and my breasts do droop just a little, and I have rather large nipples and areolas. Without getting too far ahead of my self I will tell you that Dave, the young man who controls me sexually, is considering having me go through a breast augmentation .... he'd like me to be more on the order of a 40C or D. I have light brown hair that used to be about shoulder length, but today it reaches midway down my back when it's straight, but not quite so far when it's made up and teased .... Dave usually likes to see me with "big hair". Before I came to know Dave I led a split personality of sorts ... that is, I had a pretty routine and unimaginative (read into that, unfullfiling) sexlife with my husband, but had a wild and kinky secret fantasy life and masturbated daily. O.K., on some days several times ! While I had all kinds of wild fantasies .... everything from biker gangbangs, to being a high-priced call girl, to being in a harem, I'd never considered at any time actually doing any of it or cheating on my husband. It was just something I did in my mind to get off. Dave changed all that. I can clearly remember the day it all started for me. It was about a week after he moved in ...... Al had left for work and I was in my bedroom getting ready to slip out of my flannel PJ's and get dressed, when I glanced out the window and ..... BOOM ! There he was. He has a pool in his backyard .... I watched him lift himself out of the pool and walk towards the diving board for another dip. He was an absolute hunk .... with a hard, tan body, and little speedo's that hid very little. His chest was large with just a little hair, his stomach was firm and slightly rippled with muscle, and the pouch of his suit was packed with young cock. I know what they say about a cock when it's cold and wet .... and I thought to myself, if it's that big cold, well ... I shivered at the thought of what it's engorged size must be. I stood by the window for another 20 minutes ... I couldn't move, turn away, or close my eyes ... in fact I didn't even want to blink ! After I was about 10 minutes into watching Dave I suddenly realized that I had my right hand in my panties and was slowly rubbing my clit. My face flushed red and I instinctively looked around the bedroom just to make sure no one saw my lewd behavior. Silly, silly, silly ! I knew I was alone, but felt like a schoolgirl caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Embarrassed or not, I continued the slow circular motion on my clit as I watched my young neighbor around the pool. My pussy was hot, wet, and open. I slid my long index finger in the slippery opening while I rubbed the hard little clit with my thumb... all the while spinning a wild fantasy about Dave. As in all my fantasies, it had a heavy dose of dominance and submission. As Dave started toweling off I knew the show was about over and started to fuck my fingers in and out and around my cunt at a feverish pace .... determined to cum before my fantasy lover was out of sight. It happened as I watched that tight ass walking towards his back door ... I felt the warm tingly sensations start, the first spasm rocked my body and my wet cunt squeezed and convulsed on my fingers as they continued their in-and-out path. My knees grew weak and I actually lost my balance and fell to the bedroom floor. As I lay there catching my breath from what was the most intense orgasm of my life, I remember the hypothetical thought that drifted through my clouded mind .... If I was ever going to live a fantasy I'd sure want it to be with him ! I didn't really have any intention of doing anything, it was just a random .... hypothetical thought. That day began about two months of almost constant fantasizing about Dave .... during the day, getting groceries, having dinner, talking with Al, and especially when Al and I made love. I was a bit more "active" than usual when I fucked Al because in my mind I was being ravaged by Dave. Al noticed I was a little more "lively", and seemed to like it. As the weeks passed I got kinkier and kinkier with my fantasies and masturbation sessions ... it got to the point that one hot Saturday afternoon while Al was watching TV in the family room, I stood in the kitchen wearing thin lycra running shorts and a T-shirt, and slowly humped my pussy against the corner of our kitchen table while watching Dave out the window. Just as I was about to cum, I heard Al get up and start walking towards the kitchen ... my pussy yelled, " the hell with it, let's CUM !", while my logic said, "Al won't understand ... STOP !" ..... my mind won, and while extremely frustrated, I backed from the table and tried to look casual as Al strolled in. Al needed to make a run into town to the hardware store .... said he'd be back in an hour or so. Boy was I relieved ... I'd have plenty of time to get into a wild fantasy about Dave and really enjoy a long hot finger fuck, and if I was lucky, I'd still be able to spy on the object of my lust, Dave. Not 60 seconds after watching our car drive away I was back in the kitchen looking out the window for Dave .... he was gone.... Damn! Even though he'd gone in his house, I was still determined to enjoy myself and slid my shorts and panties down to my knees and sat back in a kitchen chair with my legs parted. As my fingers found my hot spot and started a slow finger fuck I closed my eyes and started to drift into another world .... a world where I was Dave's whore, where he'd make me do all sorts of nasty things, where I could be the slut I'd always fantasized about. I started talking, not loud, but still very audible ... I was carrying out a dialog with Dave in my fantasy, and it made it seem alot more real when I spoke outloud ... in fact, it made me really hot. Talking outloud is not something I do very often when I masturbate .... it's kind of embarrassing and I have to be extra hot and horny .... and really into the fantasy to do it. Today was one of those days. The more I talked, the more aggressively I rubbed my slimy cunt, the hotter I got, the more, and louder I talked. I must have really been into it because I was speaking at a full conversational volume .... loud enough for someone in the next room to hear -- luckily I was alone. "Yes Dave, yes sir, yes master my pussy is yours", I said as I rubbed my cunt. "Yes master, whatever you say .... you want my ass ... yes sir, I'm wiggling it for them .... Oh, please ... Dave, I mean master, please let me suck your cock while he fucks my ass ..... oh, thank you sir I'll be a good cocksucker, I promise", I said , really getting into the D/S fantasy. I was building to a great climax .... and my fantasy got really kinky, "No master, I don't care if my husband minds, he doesn't fuck me like you do .... O.K., yes sir, no I won't fuck him again until you give your permission, oh, yes master, I'm your slutty pet". Then it happened, my orgasm hit with a jolt and I squeezed my legs together, imagining Dave's cock pistoning in and out of my slutty hole, driving me over the edge. As I started to catch my breath and come down to Earth I heard a little noise and quickly opened my eyes. They bright afternoon light overwhelmed me and I squinted, looking for the source of the sound. I could have died ... here I was, panties down, 3 fingers in my pussy, spread out on a kitchen chair moaning about having my neighbor ravish my body .... and there he was. Dave had watched and heard the entire show from the screen door leading to the deck. He'd come to borrow a flashlight, and got more than he bargained for. He looked directly into my eyes without expression for about 30 seconds. I couldn't seem to move .... I couldn't talk, I was truly stunned. He turned and walked away without uttering a word. The whole scene was just so unreal .... I sat for another couple of minutes letting what'd happened sink in. At that point you'd think I'd have composed myself, pulled up my panties and figured out a story to get me out of an embarrassing situation with Dave ..... but noooooo, my traitorous little slit was calling .... my shame really turned me on. I started in on my poor pussy one more time .... less than 3 minutes after cuming.