Caramel couldn't believe what her neighbors had done to her. They had turned her into their personal sex slave, but the worst thing was that she loved it.
At first it was all "how do you do", and "welcome to the neighborhood". Then they invited her over for a b-b-q party in their back yard next to their huge swimming pool, and, with all the other neighbors there, she was treated like a princess by everyone. It made her feel very welcome and she needed that.
Ever since her divorce from her domineering and brutal husband she had felt isolated and alone and now she was starting to feel normal again. That is, until everyone else had gone home.
That's when she went inside with her two neighbors and all three of them sat around in their swimsuits watching a romantic streaming movie on their giant tv. After a little while Caramel started feeling warm, fuzzy, and euphoric. She was blushing a lot and feeling very, well, excited, as in horny, by the R rated love scenes.
So when Marjorie came over and sat next to her on the couch and started to hug her and put her hand on her leg, Caramel was confused but pleased.
She was shocked when Marjorie leaned over, smiled warmly at her, and then put her hand on Caramel's chin and gave her a hot tongue kiss. Caramel couldn't believe that she even returned the kiss. She realized at that point that she was on fire. What was in that last drink they gave her? She had heard of a drug called Molly and Caramel suspected that that was what they had slipped into her drink but for some reason she really didn't care. It felt so good to be sharing the warmth of another human being, even if it was another woman.
It wasn't long before Marjorie had slid her hand up Caramels soft white thigh and had insinuated her slim fingers inside of Caramel's flimsy bikini and was fingering her pussy. Caramel only moaned and leaned her head back to savor the feelings of Marjorie's fingertips sliding up and down the sides of the stalk of her stiffening clitoris. In no time at all Caramel was cumming from Marjorie's tender manipulations.
When Caramel came on Marjorie's fingers she was only vaguely aware that Marjorie's husband John was watching them. Caramel didn't care. She was on an erotic magic carpet ride as Marjorie rubbed her guest's clit with an expertness that even Caramel would have had a hard time imitating.
Caramel heard the incessant moaning and groaning of a woman having repeated orgasms and through the fog of her arousal she slowly realized that she was the one making those noises. What the fuck had they put in that drink? It was so... so... so... fucking... sexy, she thought as she reached the peak and climaxed on her friendly neighbor's delicate fingers again.
Caramel was so aroused and fuzzy at the same time that she couldn't even remember later what her neighbor had said to persuade her to get her on her knees on the floor between Marjorie's beautiful long legs. Caramel found herself with her top off and eating pussy! She had never done that before; had never even thought about doing that before and yet there she was licking Marjorie's carefully trimmed vagina with great enthusiasm, and right in front of Marjorie's husband.
Caramel heard her neighbor moaning and thrashing as she pushed Caramel's head deeper and deeper into her frothy swamp. Caramel's face was being washed by Marjorie's juices and all it did was make Caramel hotter and hotter.
So when she felt a pair of hands untying her bikini and pulling it off it felt as natural and welcome as anything sexual she had ever done. And the feel of John's big stiff cock sliding into her willing cavern was so exquisite that if he had stopped for some reason at that point she knew she would have begged him to continue.