The Neighbour

I came home late that night, Lacey was still up.

"What time do you call this?" She said, half joking, half pissed.

"Err..." I checked my smartwatch, it was close to midnight. 'Fuck' I thought, the surprise must've been plain on my face. I looked at her feeling very sheepish as I never stay out this late on a weeknight.

"Must've been a hell of a game." She commented dryly.

"Err... yeah, totally." I nodded, trying vainly to pretend that I had been watching the game and NOT getting my brains fucked out for the last few hours.

Her eyes narrowed and expression sharpened, suspicion growing plainly.

"You seem to be spending an awful lot of time with Bob..."

"Yeah!" I agreed perhaps a little TOO quickly, in a rush to diffuse the situation, "He's a good guy." I added with a grin as images of our earlier escapades flashed through my mind.

"Well you should invite him over Saturday, let me meet the man that's taking up so much of my fiancés time."

I winced involuntarily.

"We can do a barbecue." she went on with that familiar 'I'm-fucking-pissed-at-you-but-i'm-not-going-to-explain-or-justify-myself' look.

"Sounds good" I nodded, smiling at the last time I cooked for Bob, dressed only in apron, heels and lingerie!

Lacey wrinkled her nose "Urgh! What is that smell?" "Is that you??"

My face went white. I stared open mouthed briefly before I managed to say "Must've trod in some dog shit on the way back."

Lame I know.

She frowned, disbelief plain but unsure why I was lying to her.

We stared at each other silently in the kitchen. I could see the hurt and confusion warring behind her eyes as she tried to believe that something WASN'T going on between me and Bob, despite all evidence to the contrary, before Lacey said "I'm going to bed. Take a shower, you stink."

I sat at the table just staring at my hands, not really seeing anything.

This was bad.

Eventually I snapped back to reality and headed upstairs, I hit the shower and mechanically washed myself before crawling into bed besides her, doing my best not to disturb her.

She stirred and sniffled a few times but I assumed that was her just settling in her sleep...

I was up with my alarm the next morning and grudgingly went for my old morning run routine. You know, the one that didn't involve sucking cock and getting my pussy pounded for breakfast!

Life without Bob's cock all day everyday was going to be tough to go back to.

As I ran back past his house it took all my willpower not to simply go inside!

Fuck! It was going to be a long day.

I got back home and hit the shower, trying my best to get back into my old routines, resenting every second that kept me from Bob.

I tried to concentrate on work, the weather, the news, hell even the latest celebrity saga to keep my mind occupied.

No dice.

Quitting time couldn't come fast enough.

Back home I did my best to play the role of the attentive fiancé, I stopped at the store and bought Lacey a bottle of wine that she liked, impulsively I also grabbed some flowers, thinking that I would surprise her with a romantic gesture.

It never occurred me that this was exactly the kind of thing that a man who has been cheating would do.

Back at home Lacey seemed to have forgotten last night's episode and smiled in that 'you're-getting-lucky-tonight' way of hers when I surprised her with the flowers and wine.

All was sweetness and light until I remembered that I had to tell her about poker night tomorrow.

Her mood darkened instantly.

Fuck.

But I wasn't going to cancel and miss out on my daddy's dick.

I'd already gone a day without and I wasn't going to wait any longer!

The only good thing about Lacey's abrupt change in mood was that meant sex was off the table, which meant I didn't have to worry about faking it.

That night I struggled to sleep, I was too excited at the thought of seeing Bob again! There was also a great deal of unease about my relationship with Lacey. Things were obviously not good between us and I didn't know how to fix it, or even whether I wanted to. Yes we'd been together for a long time but I felt like we had drifted apart, this move was supposed to be the next step in our relationship but honestly it felt hollow, like I was doing it because I was supposed to and that we'd been together for so long that I sort of had to.

Friday morning and I trudged out for my run, the only good thing about running past Bob's house was knowing I would be heading over tonight.

That thought put a spring in my step and I pushed on through the rest of the day, smiling to myself at the thought of getting some quality time with my daddy again!

Lacey seemed noticeably colder towards me this morning but I brushed it off, nothing was going to spoil my mood.

After work I headed to Bob's straight away, noting that there were two other cars on the driveway. Feeling a bit uncertain I saw a note stuck to the door with Bob's familiar writing "wife".

I stood oustide and read "I'm playing poker with my friends Joe and Carl in the basement, I expect you've already seen their cars on the drive. Come inside, your clothes are on the kitchen table. Once you've changed bring us some cold beers xxx."

Feeling extremely nervous about meeting Bob's friends dressed in whatever revealing attire Bob had chosen for me, I hesitantly headed inside and found the now familiar box on the kitchen table. Inside was a see-through, red lace camisole that had a slit in the middle from the bra line down to the frilly edges, showing off my six pack. A matching red lace garter belt and red stockings completed the look. It took a bit of fumbling before I got the stockings attached to the garter belt, then looking in the box I found the familiar tube of lube, which I eagerly slathered into my bare ass, a red ribbon that I decided to tie around my neck and another pair of impossibly tall, strappy stilettos in matching bright red.

At the very bottom of the box was a pair of clip on gold hoop earrings, a clip on jewelled bellybutton ring and a tube of bright red lipstick.

No panties.

Suitably dressed and feeling very exposed very nervous, very feminine and very, very excited I grabbed three beers and tottered down the stairs the den.

In gloom I could see the three men sat around the table, cards and chips laid out already. Bob looked up and gave me that low wolf whistle of his that never failed to both make me blush and make me hard at the same time.

I put an extra sway in my step as I came over and made sure to bend at the waist and wiggle my bare ass when I put the beers on the table like a good gay sissy wife should.

"Mm! Mm! Mm!" said Bob as he spanked my ass and pulled me on to his lap in front of his friends.

"Looking good princess!" he said kissing me on the lips before he put one hand possessively around my waist and took a swig of beer with his free hand.

"Thank you daddy!" I said, very happy to be back in his warm embrace, my nerves fading away to be replaced by that addictive warm, pleasurable tingling.

I placed a hand on his chest and he leaned in for another sensual, long, ravaging french kiss that had my cock fully hard and left me blushing hard and breathless.

"Taste good too!" This earned some chuckles from one and an exaggerated eye roll from the other.

This was the first time I had ever been dressed like this in front of someone who wasn't Bob, let alone two someones. Nevermind being kissed by him in front of anyone!

"Boys this is Jay." Bob introduced me with another slap to my ass. "The beanpole other there is Joe." Joe nodded and smiled.

"That there bear is Carl" Carl grinned and winked at me.

Joe looked tall and skinny, he had long greasy looking hair and beard. He wore a classic black and red lumberjack check shirt, jeans and big black boots.

Carl looked to be around Bob's height but bigger and hairier, bigger arms, barrel chest, firm legs.

Introductions completed the men got down to playing cards. I sat on my daddy's lap, subtly rubbing myself against his great hairy belly, rocking my hips back and forth on his crotch.

My cock erect and drooling.

I watched as they played, the beer and banter flowing with the natural ease of old friend's comfortable in each others company.

Bob was clearly the best player at the table.

I left Bob's lap, smiling naughtily when I saw the bulge in his crotch as I swayed up the stairs to get another round of beer and bottle of bourbon as instructed.

I took my time looking for a tray to take the drinks back down to the boys and pretended not to notice the sound of Bob heading up the stairs "to see what the hold up was." to a chorus of good natured abuse. When I heard him come into the kitchen, I bent at the waist pretending to look in a bottom cupboard wiggling my ass provocatively as I searched vainly.

I heard him unzip his chinos and the chink as his belt buckle hit the floor, unable to help myself I reached back and spread my ass cheeks wide apart, puckering and winking my needy hole, presenting my princess pussy for my daddy's cock. He stepped between my legs and I shivered in anticipation as I felt his body warmth, before I groaned in satisfaction as he mounted me, sinking all of his thick, hard cock home!

"Oh yes!" I moaned. "Fuck me daddy!"

And he did!

In that long, slow way of his that sends pins and needles of painful pleasure arching through me! That deliberate, leisurely, controlled pace of his that let me know in no uncertain way that HE was in charge here and HE would decide when he came, not the cock slut he was balls deep in!

A truly masterful dominating fuck that had me mewling in pleasure, my hands now attempting to pull him deeper into me, one hand in my hair the other around my throat in that fucking sexy, controlling way of his, pulling and squeezing in just the right way to send that pleasure/pain mix through the roof and make me see stars!

My legs were shaking with the strain of trying to keep my balance in those killer heels while Bob threw his considerable weight into fucking me. I was now being kept upright thanks to his hands in my hair and around my throat and his cock skewering me repeatedly. "Oh fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I babbled over and over, drool running out of my mouth as tears of submissive ecstasy rolled down my cheeks as I finally felt complete with Bob's cock balls deep once again!

He didn't last much longer and with a series of grunts fired five or six powerful blasts of cum into my grateful pussy.

Feeling his cock spasm inside me and that indescribably satisfying feeling of being flooded with my man's cum sent that warm full body glowing pins and needles of a sissygasm through me in irresistable waves of delirious pleasure.

My cock spewed helplessly, fountains of cum arced out of me! Bob pulled out and I collapsed to the floor, a spit, cum and sweat soaked mess! I looked up at him with adoring puppy dog eyes, like a schoolboy that had just lost his virginity and knew he had the single best sexual experience of his life!

I hugged Bob's hairy legs as I cried and shuddered through my orgasm, then licked his cock clean of cum, lube and my ass juices. The taste of my ass and his cum never failed to excite me and I began to suck his cock, once he was half hard he pushed me away with a loud pop!

"Save it princess." he grinned at me, play your cards right and you'll have more than my cock to service tonight!

I shivered in pleasure at the thought of being used by Bob's friends!

Maybe all three would fuck me at once!!

Bob made himself decent and after spanking my ass triumphantly headed back downstairs to more hoots and good natured abuse from Joe and Carl.

I caught sight of my reflection in a window and had to smile, there was zero way to disguise that 'freshly fucked and feeling fine' smirk of satisfaction.

At least my lipstick hadn't smeared too badly.

Having finally located a tray and loaded it up with beers, bourbon, ice and snacks I carefully made my way downstairs before serving the boys.

Riding the waves of post orgasmic bliss I forgot any embarrassment at my near nakedness in front of Bob's friends and began to join in with some of the banter, even flirting a little. The way that they leered at my near naked body sent butterflies in my tummy, it was intoxicating to feel like the centre of attention and before long I was sitting in Carl's lap purring as I stroked a sizeable bulge and he teased my ass with his fingers and licked and playfully bit at my titties, making me squeal and squirm on his lap harder.

"Hey Bob, how about we change things up a little?" suggested Carl taking a break from kissing my neck and groping my ass.

"What did you have in mind?" Bob asked, knowing full well what was coming next and plainly not sure if he was okay with it.

"How 'bout next hand wins a blowjob from wifey here?" Carl offered. I gasped in mock shock and playfully slapped his big, hairy chest, my face flushed and eyes shining.

"You gonna suck me off if you lose?" Bob asked?

Carl raised his hands in mock surrender. "Woa, woa, woa." "No need to get all possessive boss hog" Carl grinned. "I just figured with the way you've been playing you'll win hands down and give us all a chance to see what your new wifey here can do!"

"Yeah come on Bob!" Joe chimed in, it'll be like Thailand all over again!"

"Or Vietnam!" added Carl.

"Or Singapore." continued Joe.

Bob looked a little flustered as his friends aired some of his past conquests. "All right, all right. If it'll shut you two old whores up!" "Next winner gets a blowjob."

I looked at Bob, licked my lips and blew him a kiss. He had been winning almost all night, Joe had won a couple of hands and Carl was losing hand over fist, so I moved and sat on Joe's knee, figuring that a little distraction would help Bob win!

Tension filled the air as the men got down to the serious business of a high stakes game. I did my best, casually stroking Joe's cock and nibbling at his neck, whilst I pushed my ass out towards Carl, shaking it as enticingly as I could.

Soon enough Bob sent me out for a round of beers and as I was closing the fridge I heard a by now familiar mixture of curses and victorious bragging, smiling I went downstairs, fully expecting to see Bob beaming that familiar grin of his.

Only this time it was Carl who was beaming and Bob with a scowl.

"A bet's a bet!" whooped Carl, "C'mere sweetie, I got something for ya!"

I looked at Bob and he nodded, and so with my daddy's permission I went and knelt in front of Carl.

With a shit eating grin Carl quickly unbuckled his pants and pushing them down to his ankles. I looked up at him nervously, this would be both the first cock I would be sucking that wasn't Bob's AND the first cock I would be sucking with an audience. To say I was nervous would be an understatement but I believed that a good gay sissy wife served her man without question and that meant pleasuring whoever he told him to. I took hold of Carl's cock and gasped in shock!

He was huge!

He must be at least 8" long and so thick I didn't think it would fit!

"Oh my God!" I whispered staring at his cock in disbelief!

"It's huge!"

"Yep!" Agreed Carl smugly. "Now get to work baby, we don't got all night!"

As if in a dream I took his cock in both hands and began to stroke it up and down, the sheer size of it was putting me in a trance, my natural cock lust rising to new heights with such a monster in front of me. I licked it up and down, noting the different taste, smell and feel, before spitting on it and drooling over it and starting my hand job again.

My excitement at sucking Carl's beast of a cock quickly overcame any nerves of sucking cock in front of an audience and I knew that Bob was watching me. In my mind I wasn't just sucking a big, fat, juicy cock, I was showing Bob how much I loved him and tried to show him how much I wished I was sucking his cock instead!

How I wanted to be the best gay sissy wife for him!

I kept one hand stroking Carl's long, thick shaft as I sucked on the head and the first few inches, making sure I licked it up and down like a lollipop and using every trick I had learnt so far to tease Carl and show off what a good cocksucker I was for my daddy! My other had crept below his big, hairy balls and worked its way to his ass where I tickled his soft, moist, fat ass lips.

"Fuck!" Carl groaned as I flirted with his hole, just like he had done to me earlier.

"Fuck he's good!" He moaned as I slipped a finger inside to the first knuckle, fingering him in time to my sucking.

Carl began to buck his hips up, trying to get more of his cock into my mouth, seemingly desperate to cum, but I was in control this time and so kept up my rhythmic stroking and fingering as I licked the sensitive underside of the head of his cock.

Carl's hands were in my hair now, trying to force me down but all that time in the gym meant I was able to resist and maintain control. His hips were now bucking wildly and it didn't take long before I felt his hot, bitter cum oozing into my mouth like a slow moving river.

I swallowed over and over, gulping his cum down. It didn't taste nearly as good as Bob's!

Once Carl had finished I dutifully licked his cock clean and went back to sitting on Bob's lap.

Carl was breathing heavily, his head back and eyes closed.

"Fuck me Bob." he eventually gasped.

"You've got one hell of a cocksucker there!" he managed between pants, still staring at the ceiling.

I smiled and blushed feeling that warm glow building, knowing that I had made my daddy proud!

"He's definitely a keeper." Bob smirked knowing full well that he was in possession of a white hot piece of ass and that he just had to say the word and I would be on my knees for him, or on my back with legs spread wide.

I opened Bobs zipper and fumbled his hard cock out, without being told I lined it up with one hand and sat down, taking him balls deep in my horny ass pussy. I wrapped my arms around his neck to get the best leverage and he slouched in the chair to give me a better angle to slide up and down on his cock.

And ride him I did! I wanted to show everyone there that Bob owned my pussy! I squatted up and down, squeezing my ass on the up stroke, feeling my ass lips stretch white as they clenched and then relaxing and sitting down quickly, getting that satisfied grunt from Bob that I had come to crave.

Watching me give Carl a blowjob had clearly excited Bob and he didn't last long, he moved his hands to my hips sending those addicting sparks through me, making me shudder as he squeezed my waist and began to lift me up and down his cock.

Fucking me in that controlling way of his that made me swoon!

I had been on the verge of cumming when I felt Carl's cum ooze into my mouth and now my cock was rubbing against Bob's immense belly I couldn't stop myself from cumming! I cuddled into his soft, warm fat of his neck, hiding my face in his chins as my cock spurted between us.

"I love you!" I whispered as my orgasm trembled through me, my pussy milking his cock as he fucked me hard and fast before that telltale tensing and eruption, which made me cum again!

Despite giving Carl a blowjob only minutes ago, the intimacy I was sharing with Bob seemed to make both Carl and Joe a little uncomfortable and as Bob and I came down from our orgasm, they made their excuses and left.

I lay on top of Bob, cuddling him, wallowing in post orgasmic bliss and rubbing myself against his great hairy bulk like a kitten, smearing my cum over both of us. His cock still inside me semi hard, making me feel whole, complete again.

At last.

Eventually Bob stirred and asked what time I was expected back home. I told him that I had come straight from work and hadn't agreed what time I would be back.