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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ What happens to three friends when a dominant moves into their neighborhood. From the ladies point of view. "A habit depraved and unsavory Held the bishop of Bingham in slavery Midst screeches and howls He deflowered young owls Which he kept in an underground aviary." -author unknown Chapter 1 [Sunday, April 2, 0805] "Do you have anything to declare Sir?" The burly man in the off-white shirt and gray slacks asked. "No, nothing." Looking down at the small woman standing next to his shoulder, "Do you have anything dear?" She nodded no, her eyes saying "of course not" to the official behind the counter. "If you want to check, " the dark haired man lifted his suit bag up onto the counter. "That should not be necessary. What is your business in Canada?" Without hesitation, "Pleasure, and perhaps some business." The customs official held out his hand to the tall man and woman, collecting passports and stamping them with the appropriate seals. Handing them back, "Have a wonderful stay Sir." "Thank you." The tall, wide shouldered man, lifted his bag then walked on through the glass enclosed hallways into the interior of the airport, the tiny pretty woman following silently. [Sunday, April 2, 0831] A beefy hand squeezed one of her breasts, Loni grimaced then opened her eyes. "Morning", she mumbling still half asleep. The hand again squeezed, this time harder. "Please honey, let me wake up first?" A scratchy two day-old beard shoved itself between her shoulder and neck, before lips began to suckle her sensitive soft skin. With the playful rough nips on her neck, "...before the kids wake up", was all that Loni understood. Though the words were redundant, since it was obvious what her husband wanted. A fumbling hand found its way between her soft thighs and pried her legs apart, before the same hand shoved itself up onto her panty covered sex mound, her nightie having road up during the night. Out beyond the closed door of their bedroom, the sound of her kids beginning to wake startled her, "Please the kids!?" Yet he didn't stop, in fact his answer was to shove his forefinger up into her dry vagina. With his finger still inside her, he rolled her onto her side, away from him. Wiggling up behind her he shoved his hardened pecker at her backside, the blunt point coming into contact with her invaded sex. Her vagina was barely left alone for a split second before the hard cock replaced the smaller digit. Loni lifted her knees to give her husband better access, while also reliving some of the pain from her involuntary violation. As usual her husband began a jack-hammering effect against, and inside, her body. To silence her impending pain-filled sounds, Loni bit into the fluffy pillow case she lay upon. Two fingers roughly pinched her nipples through the thin night gown. Again and again, her body was shoved forward and her pain never ending. She had thought her husband would become complacent and gentle with her after the marriage, since he was such a good "catch". If anything he became less caring of her feelings, and demanded his satisfaction upon command. The only indication that he had finished was the flood of warmth covering much of her already cock filled vagina, the liquid even lubricated her, allowing a less-painful entrance. A few moments later he rolled off the bed and exited the bedroom, leaving his wife as he had last placed her. Resolved to her fate, Loni sat up and slowly relaxed her body and mind, looking out the window of her room to a bright spring day. Across the street, Harold was shoveling the evaporating snow into the road to decrease the time it took to defrost. Loni wished she could have met such a nice man as her neighbors husband, always kind, gentle, and soft-spoken. "Mom!! What's for breakfast?" [Sunday, April 2, 0922] The harsh sound of the shovel on snow echoed about the bathroom, and disturbed Melony's harmony. She lay, naked, in her huge bathtub with bubbles surrounding her. Harold, her husband had put this large antique in the master bedroom's bathroom just for her. Several times per week, she would escape into this room, lock the door and ignore everything around her for almost an hour. This Sunday was no different, "Damn you, be quiet!" She thought out loud, since none could hear her it made little difference. Her long red hair draped over her shoulders to hide her bobbing breasts, the little that was uncovered with bubbles, and made her look angelic. Though this position was simply the most comfortable, she cared little how she looked, just how she felt was important. Lazily, a long smooth wet leg lifted from the filled tube to point straight up to allow Melony to gaze in self adoration and appreciation at her best asset. Lifting a wet hand, she enjoyed the feel of her smooth skin, from her ankle to just below the knee. Not for the first time, she wondered what others thought of her legs, the part of her body she was most proud off. She remembered a time, not long ago, that she had allowed the paperboy to gaze unhindered at her uncovered legs as she pretended to get change for the bill. Her mind imagined that she had invited the handsome young man into her house on the intention of finding the proper change. Yet, she also imagined his strong young hands upon her rear thigh. In her mind the paperboy spoke hoarsely into her ear, "You have beautiful legs Mrs. Griffith!" The young man idolized her legs and dropped to his knees to kiss and fondle them with closer proximity. She allowed his hand to reach up under her robe to grasp her naked crotch. Melony lay further back in her tub, one leg draped over the lip of the tub, while the other was straight up in the air. She had her eyes, and mind, closed to her surroundings as she lost herself in her fantasy. One of her hands continuously stroked and fondled her raised leg, while the other was beneath the water stimulating her sex. A low moaning accompanied the sound of the water as it lapped the sides of the tub from her regular arm and hip movements. In her fantasy, the paperboy knelt above her, his rock-hard cock deep inside her, while he held her legs next to his face and licked her ankles. She could feel the depth that his cock penetrated and the impending orgasm that was soon approaching. A movement across the hallway caught her eye and she saw her husband looking sheepishly down at his wife and the paperboy rutting on the carpet like animals. She spoke between the slap of the two bodies, "You could...not fuck me...properly, so you have to watch...now. Fuck ...me!" The orgasm started deep inside her, just inches from the intruding fingers inside her vagina, then began to spread rapidly out to every curve and corner of her body. Melony spilled the water over the edge of the tub as she shivered in exquisite delight. Outside the continuous sound of her husbands shovel. [Sunday, April 2, 1315] Deb felt the arms encircle her waist and lips kiss gently upon her neck. "Hi babe." She spoke, closing her eyes, enjoying the closeness of her husband. She could feel the demanding hardness against her buttock, and the heat of the breath on her skin. The dishes could wait as she turned about in his arms. The attractive blonde rose upon her toes to meet the lips of her husband, while his hands grasped her round buttocks to hold her against him. Deb felt the desire in the kiss and was thankful they were finally alone, the kids having left to their friends house not a half hour ago. "Come on babe." She wiggled out of his grasp and even while he groaned grasped his hand and began to pull him into their bedroom. Like teenagers they ran to their room and closed the door, without hesitation but with excitement they pulled the clothes off their bodies. Just as her husband was again reaching for her, Deb giggled and dropped to her knees before him. Barely a second passed before she had the familiar cock deep into her mouth, enjoying and savoring the taste. Hungrily she began to bounce her head up and down upon the shaft, her tongue swirling about the head before plunging back down, just as her husband enjoyed it. The proof of his enjoyment was evident when he grabbed her head in his large hands and began to pump his hips in time with her fornicating face. Deb enjoyed exciting her husband, it caused her own body to shiver in lust as she looked up from her sucking to see the pleasure written plainly upon his face. Her hand reached down between her thighs to begin to slide a single finger along the length of her excited slit. The juices soon coating her fingers and even the inside of her thighs, and knew the scent was reaching her husband as he was inhaling the fragrance of his wife's pleasure. She would have continued this until her husband spent, yet he was the one that stopped the encounter. Following his gentle unspoken instructions she crawled up onto the bed and knelt as she knew he enjoyed, with her arse raised up and her face and shoulders into the mattress. Deb spread her knees enough for him to stand behind her on the floor and gain easy entrance to her sex. Her breathing became labored as she waited, enjoying this moment as she knew her hubby was slowly stroking his saliva covered cock while enjoying the sight of his wife's raised buttocks and obviously excited vagina. Deb reached around behind her and pulled her butt cheeks apart, giving him even a better view. Normally, her husband was a gentle and compassionate lover, yet he was impassioned with desire for his wife and she gasped as his tongue slide deeply into her wet sex. As if it was a small cock, the hardened tongue moved back and forth inside her while the face continuously slapped her buttocks and rear thighs deliciously. This didn't go on for long before the man rapidly stood and sunk his cock into his wife's ready and wet sex with just a simply smooth glide. Deb squealed in delight as her husband began to plow deep inside her filling her wet hole before disengaging. Again, and again, he did this. His fingers dug into her hips and the sloppy sounds of their pleasure was loud. In the climatic moment, both adults orgasmed deliciously, the fluids flooding the other. They fell upon the bed, even while the man continued to empty his sperm deep inside his wife. His arms again encircled her and they cuddled for almost an hour, whispering and kissing lovingly. Continued in part 2... _________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 5