Dillon Court Neighbors -- Ch. 03
Neighbors in four homes enjoy group sex
This is a three part story about a place the author lived for a while. The chapters will be posted on consecutive days. Chapter 1 is a warm up for the subsequent two chapters.
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Mike and I talked about the Winslow party on and off the following week. I felt good about it because it seemed to bring everyone to the same level of erotic play. I saw each of my neighbors and found they all felt good about the party, everything they'd done or that happened to them, and, like Mike and me, eagerly awaited other get-togethers of a similar nature. We all wanted to go all the way and enjoy unrestrained with each other.
The other leveling that occurred at the party concerned the depth of our romantic feelings for each other. While there was a mountain of lust that had dictated our evening, there were also emotional attachments that deepened between each of us.
I ran into Maddy one afternoon as she was coming home from one of her college classes at the local campus. She greeted me enthusiastically, "Hi, Mrs. Franklin. I'm so glad to see you."
I laughed, "Maddy, after having me give you many minutes of French kisses and watching me jerk off your brother, I think you can call me Dory from here on out. My mother is Mrs. Franklin."
Maddy accepted that with a big smile. She said, "I really enjoyed myself. Mom told me the party was the first they'd ever had that ended up with sex -- well, just shy of people actually fucking. I thought it was spectacular, but I haven't been able to talk to anybody about it. She swore me to secrecy."
I laughed, "You can come and talk to me about any part of it you want. I'm open-minded, and I had a great time too."
She nodded and then blew my socks off. "Dory, I have a favor to ask." She paused for along time, and I could tell she was screwing up her courage to ask a favor. Finally, she spoke, "I'm a virgin -- I'm almost nineteen, and I still haven't fucked anybody. Oh, I've had a dildo in there, although Mom doesn't know I found her toys, and that's beside the point. I've never had a cock in my pussy. I've been felt, fondled, and fingered, but never fucked. What I'd like ... if you're willing ... and he's willing ... I'd like Mike to be my first."
Maddy looked at me with an eagerness that only belongs to the young.
I pulled Maddy to me and gave her a big hug and kiss. "Oh, Maddy that is so special, but that decision is Mike's and not mine. If you want, I'll talk to him about it. I feel compelled to ask, are you sure he's the right guy. I mean he won't end up a boyfriend; he's my husband ... well, he might end up as some sort of special male friend, but he's not going to take you on dates or go to fraternity parties with you -- things like that."
Maddy said, "Oh, I've thought about him for weeks. I haven't been stalking him, but almost every weekend last summer I watched him mow your lawn and do chores around the house. He's so handsome and manly. I admit I have a crush on him, but I'm not trying to steal him away from your or anything. I just want to borrow him for a bit. I want to make love with him. He cinched the deal Saturday night when he ate me out to about ten orgasms. I didn't even know I was multi-orgasmic until he turned me on so. He's experienced, and that's what I want, not some college Joe in the backseat of his car or on some fraternity house mattress. Ask him, please, for me. I'll do anything for him -- for you -- for both of you." She giggled, "I'll even be your sex slave afterwards."
That evening, Mike nearly fell off the kitchen stool when I told him about Maddy's request. True to form, he felt honored with the request and raised the same points to me that I'd raised to Maddy about his suitability for the job. Finally, after some serious thought, he said he'd consider the privilege but only if Eric and Liz approved. Mike's wisdom again amazed me.
I didn't see Maddy again until a second Saturday afternoon. When I did, she ran across the street to see me. I broke the news to her that Mike was willing, but only if her Mom and Dad knew and approved of him as the lover who would turn her into a woman.
That pronouncement made her pause and think about the situation. She said, "I'll talk to them. I need to find the right time, but I will ask, and I will get their approval and blessing. This is so important to me; I want it done right. It'll give me an experience with a man I'm entranced with and that I'll happily remember the rest of my life." After a pause, she added, "And, I was serious about the sex slave offer. I'm not sure what's involved, but just the title sounds like fun."
I responded to her offer, "Well, let's take care of your womanhood first, and then we can talk about you becoming our sex slave. I must admit just hearing that term makes my pussy gush. I could see you becoming a sex slave to the whole neighborhood; think about that."
Maddy grinned enthusiastically.
Five days later, I had a one o'clock appointment with Liz for my afternoon photo shoot. She had her professional persona on when I arrived. She interviewed me about what I wanted in the way of photographs, how I'd use them, who'd be on the receiving end, the image I wanted to project, and things like that -- all good questions.
I explained that besides the professional pictures, I wanted a loving shot I could give to Mike, a 'daughterly' shot I could send my parents, and then some risqué shots -- even pretty graphic or pornographic -- that would be for Mike only. I called the latter shots 'jerk off material' for when Mike traveled, something he was doing about a few days and nights a month. Liz laughed and said she knew exactly what I needed.
I had brought several business suits with me as well as a few pieces of lingerie. I took no mind of changing in front of Liz. We'd both seen about all there is to see of each other at their party. I'd put on an outfit, Liz would check my makeup, spend a few minutes posing me, coax various expressions on my face, and snap away. I'd put on the next outfit or top, and we'd repeat the process. Finally, Liz declared all the obligatory pictures had been taken.
Liz's whole attitude changed suddenly. The professional mask fell away and the fun loving, sexy neighbor returned. Even Liz's voice changed, become more animated, and enthusiastic about what we'd piece together to turn Mike on.
Liz asked, "How far do you want to go with this next set of shots, I mean how pornographic?"
I grinned and said, "Lead on. I want some of the best porn Mike's ever seen with me as the star."
