This is the continuing story of Jenny's submission to Karen, the neighbor who is blackmailing her. It involves her reluctant (yet willing) sex with both women and men, and a fair bit of anal sex. If this is likely to offend you, don't read it!
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Jenny slept late the next morning. Fortunately, the kids could take care of themselves in the morning, and Kyle had gone in to work whistling happily.
Last night had been so much better than she had expected. She had been so excited at being told what to do, and Kyle had been so willing to experiment. She couldn't help but be grateful - and to Karen, of all people!
She stretched, feeling the ache between her legs that always followed really good sex, as well as a less familiar ache coming from her bottom. Yesterday had been the first time Kyle - or any man - had taken her there; and she had had the most amazing orgasm.
Jenny got up, pulling on the thin silk robe that she liked to wear when she was alone in the house; which clung to her ample curves and made her feel sexy. She wandered downstairs, putting on the kettle for a cup of coffee and pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
There was a knock at the front door, and Jenny knew immediately who it would be. She looked through the spy hole in the door to find herself gazing at a dark cleavage. Opening the door, she smiled at Karen quite genuinely.
The taller woman was wearing a plunging blouse with a bra that lifted her dark-skinned breasts upwards, giving her a generous cleavage. She looked cool, composed, and almost regal.
Jenny invited her in, noticing that Karen was carrying a paper bag from the local deli, smelling of warm pastry.
"I thought I'd come over early today, make the most of the morning." said Karen with a wide grin.
"I brought Danish pastries, so we can have breakfast whilst you tell me about last night."
"Um...sure. Okay. Coffee?"
"Sure," said Karen, eyes roaming over Jenny's barely clad form. "Nice robe."
Jenny blushed. "I should put something else on," she said reflexively.
"Why bother?" said Karen. "The closer you are to naked, the better for me..."
Karen grinned broadly, and Jenny's blush deepened. She felt her nipples tighten under the silk robe, and knew Karen would have noticed. Nothing seemed to get by her!
She turned away, using the coffee as an excuse not to look Karen in the eye. A minute later, with two steaming mugs in hand, she had to face Karen again, and they sat down in the breakfast room.
Karen had laid out a couple of Danish pastries on the coffee table, and leaned forward to pick up her coffee.
"So, how did it go? Tell me everything" enquired Karen shamelessly.
As if she didn't know, thought Jenny. Karen had told her what to do, after all...
"Well, we had the house to ourselves, as the kids were at friends houses...."
...
Jenny had cooked a tasty, if light meal for her husband, before suggesting she give him a neck-rub. Massage being one of his favourite treats, he'd gladly accepted, and had taken off his shirt so she could use one of their favorite 'Lush' massage oil bars.
With Kyle sitting on the floor in front of her, Jenny sat on the couch and worked away on Kyle's neck for twenty minutes, gently easing the tension out of his shoulders. At first, she worked hard at the knots in his shoulders, but soon was able to lighten her touch, running her hands up into his hair, and down his arms. Gently, she kissed the back of his neck, and he smiled.
After a few more minutes of this, Kyle murmured that she should stop if she didn't want him to get worked up, and Jenny laughed.
"I've been wanting to get you worked up since before you got home! Why do you think I sent the kids out?"
Kyle half-turned around. "So what's brought this on?" he asked with a smile, only then realizing that his wife was wearing lipstick and earrings, with her hair pinned up they way he liked.
"Well..." Jenny hesitated, but thought quickly how Karen had suggested she approach this. "I spent some time at the mall with some of the other bored housewives, and we pretty much spent the whole time talking about sex."
"What!" laughed Kyle. "Come on!"
"It's true! A couple of the girls aren't married, and we were talking about their boyfriends - and you know girls will talk about everything - and pretty soon, it was just sex, sex, sex. It made me realize we've maybe let things slide a bit."
"I - I don't think we've let things slide." said Kyle defensively.
"Oh darling," said Jenny, throwing her arms around him from behind. "I don't mean it as a criticism. And I really appreciate everything you provide for us. But you do work incredibly hard, and it tires you out. I mean, can you remember the last time we had sex, and it wasn't the weekend?"
"Well..."
"So there I was thinking what a sexy husband I've got, and how maybe I need to remind him how sexy I find him from time to time..." said Jenny into his ear.
Kyle smiled a little; he had always been a bit of a sucker for compliments.
Jenny kissed his neck just below his ear. "And I do find you really sexy," she murmured.
Jenny sat forwards, spreading her legs either side of Kyle's chest to bring him between them, and leaned down, running her hands over his well-muscled chest. She brought her head down to speak softly into his other ear.
"Some of the girls were talking about things that got me really horny," she whispered. "You'd be amazed what some of our neighbors did when they were younger."
Kyle smiled, his hands taking a gently hold on Jenny's ankles, appreciating the well-shaven smoothness of her bare legs. She was wearing a short white skirt he hadn't seen her wear in a long time, which only reached halfway down her thighs when she sat.
"Do you remember in Maui when I surprised you?" asked Jenny.
Kyle nodded slowly, his ears pricking up.
...
"What happened in Maui?" interrupted Karen, delicately licking flakes of pastry from her well-manicured black fingers.
"It was our honeymoon. I'd shaved myself for a surprise. That was the first time he went down on me." said Jenny. "But I guess when Erin came along, I stopped - and Kyle didn't really go down on me much afterwards either. I guess I just figured it was about me being a mom - but maybe he just preferred me shaved. Do you know, he never said!"
"Did you ever ask?"
"No, I guess not. But I did miss it from time to time."
"So anyway, you told him you were shaved? And then what?"
"Well, once he realized what I meant, he turned right around, still on the floor between my legs, and kind of stared at me, then looked down at my lap. He slowly ran his hands up my legs, till he lifted up that short skirt I was wearing..."
...
Kyle's mouth opened in lust and appreciation as he revealed his beautiful wife's freshly shaved thighs, coming together to join at her pubis, where her pretty pussy lips gleamed with a tracing of soft, musky juice. He looked up at her for a moment, and then lowered his gaze again. His neck bent, and his head began to crane down towards the gleaming lips, seeking out the juices he craved.
Jenny watched, almost hypnotized by the sight of her hunky husband, shirtless, bending his head down to her lower lips. She could hardly believe his response - she thought he had hated going down on her but - oh! There he was...
Kyle's tongue slid out again, caressing Jenny's lower lips tenderly, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal. Again and again he licked, his strokes becoming bolder, tongue pushing inside her sweet pussy.
Jenny moaned. Why hadn't she shaved herself after the kids were born? God, if she'd known the effect it would have on him... His tongue probed her, lighting up sparks in her head, even if he lacked the skill displayed earlier that same day by the young Miss Quick.
Kyle nuzzled at his wife's now flowing pussy, savoring the juices coming from her wet pussy. He reached up, pulling at her blouse. After a moment, her hands joined his to manage the tiny buttons, and Jenny shrugged off the blouse, revealing her large breasts clad in one of her lightest, laciest bras.
As Kyle groped at her breasts, Jenny reached down to undo the belt and clasp of her wraparound skirt, leaving her nude but for the flimsy white bra. As Kyle's strong hands groped her breasts, slowly forcing the bra off, she slid a hand around and down to press a slender finger onto her swollen clitoris.
"Oh, lick me here..." she murmured, showing Kyle where to go. Dutifully, he began to stroke and tease her swollen cherry with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure through her body, almost painful in their intensity.
"Aaaaahhhhhh" cried Jenny, a soft moan of delight as she clamped her nude legs around her husband's head.
Kyle kept working away, his tongue diving deep into his wife before rising out to sweep gently over her clitoris; back and forth a half-dozen times before his desire to fully taste her sweet pussy overcame him and he dove back into the grand sweeps of her pussy. The overall effect was almost excruciating for Jenny, as she became more and more aroused, but wasn't able to reach the peaks of stimulation needed to bring her to orgasm.
Within a few minutes, Jenny pushed her husband back, hunger in her eyes as she fixed him with a level gaze.
"Fuck me" she gasped hungrily, lying back on the couch, and opening her legs wide. Her pussy glistened with saliva and pussy-juice, the wet lips swollen and pink.
Kyle stared, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His wife laid naked, legs spread-eagled in front of him, her ample chest heaving above her flat stomach and gaping wet pussy.
