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CH 11 PEEPERS & CREEPERS

Since I had time, I decided to see what the girls were up to, with the neighbors. I pulled up the camera and zoomed in on the big windows. I figured they'd be watching a movie, or playing a video game. What I saw surprised me.

The first thing I saw was Suzette, locked in, what appeared to be a wooden, medieval pillory. Her head and wrists were locked into the contraption that rested on a metal frame. I could see her legs were tied to the cushioned rests that supported her weight.

'What the hell is going on?' I was about to go over there, to make sure Claire, and Lizzy weren't tied up in some dungeon. Before I could move, Claire, Lizzy, and Emily walked past Suzette. Each one wore a rope harness that ran around their necks, encircled their breasts, and then ran between their legs. I zoomed out to get a better view of the goings on.

The girls crawled on all fours, toward a male figure hidden in a shadow. I focused on that person and maxed out the camera's zoom. I couldn't see his face, but, despite the pixelation, the tattoo on his forearm was recognizable, and left no doubt who it was. 'Fuckin' Phil got hisself a harem. The lucky fuck. No wonder he's such a douche.'

I pulled the camera back again and watched as Suzette's mouth opened in a silent scream, while our three daughters began to give Phil a triple blowjob. The girls' heads bobbed around, and they shifted positions, as they took turns sucking cock and balls. After several minutes, the girls sat back on their heels, their faces shiny. 'Fuck, Phil just gave my daughters a facial.' They crawled out of the room, and Phil followed them.

Suzette was alone in the pillory and the way she moved hinted that something was attached to her nether regions, and gave her continuous stimulation. She shuddered through several orgasms, as I watched. It was strange to see her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain and not hear her howls of frustration.

I lost count of how many times she'd cum when Emily crawled back into the room. She untied her mother, and I saw her pull a Hitachi wand free from the ropes that held it in place. She unlocked the stocks and helped Suzette stand.

Emily helped her mother to a nearby seat, and Suzette sank into it, relief evident on her face. Emily got on her knees and pushed her mother's legs apart. Suzette was too weak to fight or object as Emily began to lick her mom's thighs and slit clean of all the cum, sweat, and other fluids that coated her tortured flesh.

'I've got to get to know these people, and find out more about their lifestyle.' The only problem was how to broach the subject with people who were almost strangers. No one ever wrote 'An Idiots Guide' or 'For Dummies' manual about asking your new neighbor about his taboo, and kinky sex life.

Once Emily finished Suzette's tongue bath, they both got on all fours, and crawled out of the room. I saved this new clip, with the others, shut everything down, and headed to Jane's bedroom.

I knocked on her door and waited. I felt like I was fourteen again, and going on my first date. I still remember how she had curled her red hair, just for me, the sparkling pink dress she wore, and the paper crown we got at a burger joint that she wore all evening.

'She was a sweet girl, I wonder what happened to her?' My thoughts were interrupted by Jane's voice coming through the door. "I need a few more minutes," she called out.

"Sure thing." I decided to get us some wine, so I grabbed Jane's favorite, and two glasses. I popped the cork to let it breathe. and headed back upstairs. When I got to her room, the door was ajar. I paused to steel my nerves, took a deep breath, and nudged the door open with my foot. It was all I could do to not drop the wine and glasses when I saw Jane.

CH 12 WISHES CUM TRUE

Barbara Eden was my first crush as a child. There was something about those pantaloons and that naked belly. I watched 'I Dream of Jeannie' reruns every Saturday afternoon for the better part of my preteen years. To this day, if Rikki wants a quickie, all she has to do is play the theme song and I'm ready to go.

Jane had found the sexiest Jeannie costume I'd ever seen. The entire thing was diaphanous, and she looked better than Barbara did. There was even a replica of Jeannie's bottle in her hands. Jane smiled at my reaction.

'She must've planned this for a long time,' I thought. Her voice was almost a perfect imitation of Barbara's when she quoted the opening lines of the first episode.

"For over 2000 years I've been in that bottle. And then...," She stepped over to me and took my hand in hers. She raised it to her lips and kissed it with tenderness. "Then this hand released me. Oh, when I saw thy wise face, I cannot tell thee how much happiness thou hast brought to me."

I groaned, and my knees went weak as my oldest, and favorite fantasy came to life. I collapsed onto her bed, and my tongue had weaved itself into a perfect bowline, so there was no way I could speak. I stared at this beautiful woman, mustered every ounce of savoir-faire I could, sucked in air, and said, "Oh my shit,god holy, is he."

Jane blinked and shook her head in confusion at the idiotic babbling that came out of my mouth. She ignored me and continued, "Thou hast set me free. That means that I am free to please thee. And I am going to please thee, very much!"

I decided to risk speaking again, "I... I... I... don't... not sure... what... to do."

Jane smiled at me as she dropped to her knees. She unfastened my belt, then opened my button flys. She pulled on them, so I leaned back on my hands, and lifted my tuchus off the bed. She left them around my ankles, and didn't bother with my shoes. My erection jumped for joy at its freedom from its cloth prison. We both looked at it wide-eyed, not believing how big it had gotten.

She took it into her hand, and continued in character, "Somehow, I must find a way to please thee, Master." She licked my dick from the base of the shaft to the head, then circled the head with her tongue. Then she took my whole dick into her mouth and started to give me the best blow job I ever experienced.

Her head bobbed up and down, her teeth grazed against the skin of my dick. Her tongue danced over the shaft as she pleasured me. I lay back on the bed, my brain overwhelmed with visual, audible, and tactile pleasures.

I have no idea how long I was in her mouth, and I didn't care. This was the best sexual experience of my life, since the first time I put my dick in Miranda's sweet slit. I moaned when her nose brushed my pubes, and sucked in air as her lips tried to draw more of me into her warm mouth. All too soon I was ready to explode. "I'm going to cum, Jane," I moaned.

Her hands grabbed my hips and pulled me into her throat as my cock pulsed and flooded her mouth with my cream. She swallowed as much as she could, but I came so hard and so much that her mouth overflowed and cum oozed out. She let my dick fall out of her mouth, and sat there so I could see her face coated in my cum, one of my favorite visuals.

I pulled her onto the bed with me and we kissed. I could taste the thick, salty flavor, of my cum on her warm sweet breath. I cupped her breasts and flicked her nipples through her top.

One of my hands released her soft tit and slid into her pantaloons. I pushed them down far enough to expose her wet pussy to my hungry, lust-filled eyes.

My fingers began to explore her moist folds as she moaned into my mouth. I eased one finger into her and began to rub the inside of her sweet, tight, cunt. She pulled her mouth away from me to gasp at the penetration of her moist, intimate parts.

I got on my knees, and slid my head between her thighs. The pantaloons rubbed the back of my head as I leaned in, inhaled, and savored her unique scent as it filled my nostrils. I Sighed in pleasure, and flicked her with my tongue. Her body quivered as I caressed the outer folds of her pretty little honey pot. I delighted in her flavor, like a gourmand would savor an exotic meal.

I stopped myself from turning into the lust-crazed animal I was desperate to become. This wasn't about my needs, it was about hers. I explored each fold, every crevice, and all the curves formed by her labia. I took my time to memorize the entirety of her lovely slit.

Jane moaned as I used my tongue to circumnavigate her vulva. Once I had the lay of the land, I probed different parts to gauge her reactions. My tongue slid into her warm, wet, wanton pussy. Her thighs squeezed my head, all I could hear was my blood course through my veins, as it rushed to my dick.

Her body thrashed on the bed, as I licked her insides and drank her fluids. My fingers pinched her clit and stroked it like a mini cock.

Her back arched, and she ground her pussy on my face, as I drank the fountain of juices that flowed out of her. My free hand grabbed her naked, firm, ass cheeks, and my middle finger slipped between them. I found, and tickled, her anus. Jane lifted her legs, and I found it easier to tease her dark flower.

"I'm gonna cum. Please make me cum. Oh God don't stop. Feels so good...," she moaned. I rubbed her clit, and mashed my face into her sopping wet pussy. My tongue drove into her and licked every bit of her it could reach. Her stomach muscles contracted, and she shot upright as she screamed "FUCKING YES!"

I hummed the theme song to I Dream of Jeannie, and continued to play with her clit and asshole. Her whole body tensed, her eyes glazed, and then her orgasm exploded over both of us. Cream sprayed into the back of my throat, and I gagged as I inhaled her cum. Jane howled in pleasure as I tried to keep myself from drowning in her juices.

I ignored my discomfort, from the initial spray, and forced myself to swallow as much as I could, like she did for me. As her orgasm subsided, I pulled back and began to lick her thighs, and continued to tease her rosebud. I could hear her gasp for breath while I teased her sensitive slit.

Once she recovered, she pulled me on the bed, and we kissed, again. This time she climbed on top of me and sat right down on my hard cock, without removing her tongue from my mouth. I moaned as we kissed, and she rubbed herself on my pubic bone.

She looked into my eyes, and unbuttoned the halter top, so I could see her wonderful soft breasts. I drank in the sight of her hard nipples encircled by a dark pink areola that was the size of my palm.

My hands reached up and took hold of her magic mounds as she slid up and down on my cock. I could still feel the pantaloons as they rubbed against my legs while she rode me. My hips slammed against her and she met me stroke for stroke. We could only grunt and groan in pleasure as our bodies slammed together. Jane was still sensitive from her last orgasm, which helped her reach another one.

As she shuddered in climax, I sat up and sucked her right nipple into my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, and Jane mashed my face into her wonderful breasts. I couldn't breathe, and didn't care. If I had to suffocate to death this was how I wanted to go.

I was able to find a small air pocket in her cleavage. All I could smell was her musky, earthy, aroma as we made love. The scent rushed to my brain, and dick. I grew harder and thrust into her with more urgency. I licked sweat off her tit, as she rocked her hips, so my dick hit her g-spot and clit. I was close, and drove deep into her. She moaned, "Denny... Denny...oh yes... Denny... oh God... DENNYYYY!"

'Two times two is four, four times four is eight...,' I recited so I could last a bit longer. I needed to concentrate on something, anything, besides the building pressure in my balls. It was all for naught. Jane must've read my mind, her hand caressed my balls. I roared like a lion, and blasted jet after jet of man cream into her, as she grunted, and ground against me, to get herself off once more.

As she milked the last of my sperm with her internal muscles, my hand slipped between our bodies. I rubbed her clit as I continued to pulsate inside her. Jane gasped when she felt my hand. She was desperate to cum one more time, and I wanted to give her that gift.

I rolled us over, and thrust into her, as I kissed her back. I was able to get a hand on a breast, and twisted the nipple. Her moans deepened, so I continued to fuck her, and hoped I would last long enough.

She dug her heels into my ass, as her body shuddered. She let out an extended moan, as her face and chest flushed a bright red. I bellowed in victory as she mewled in delight. I collapsed on top of her and felt pleased that I was able to get her off. We lay there breathing hard for several minutes.

When I caught my breath, I rolled next to her side and she looked at me. Her makeup was smeared all over her face, her hair was a mess, and she glistened with sweat. She never looked more beautiful. I kissed her, with all the love I had for her.

We lay in bed and enjoyed the afterglow. I took her hand and kissed it, she sighed in contentment, and rolled onto her side. I smiled when I saw she was still half-dressed as Jeannie, and wondered what else she would do for her master. "I wanted to make this special for you," Jane said, her face serious, with a sad smile.

"What's the matter?" I asked her as I tried to pull her close to me.

She pushed me away, pulled her hand back, and kissed my cheek. "I do love you Denny, I love you so much, it hurts. It physically hurts me that I can't be with you. But I can't do this to Rikki. I love her too. This was the last time for us. You must promise me. I won't be able to resist you, especially if we're together all the time. I don't want to lose Rikki, and I don't want the girls to hate us for destroying your marriage."

As she spoke tears fell from her eyes. "I know you Denny. You're a man of honor. Your handshake is an unbreakable contract, and you keep your promises. So, promise me, promise me right now, that after tonight, you will not try to get me in bed again."

Through the tears, I could see the desperation in her eyes. I knew that she was right. What we were doing was dangerous, stupid, and could destroy not only our lives, but the lives of everyone we cared about. I took her hand in mine. "I promise you that I will not take you to bed again, after tonight, until Rikki gives us her blessing."

"Do you think that Rikki will?" Hope filled her sexy green eyes.

"I'm hoping that a lot of things can all come together, I just need to figure out how to make it all happen. If everything works out, our lives will be very different." Before she could ask me any questions, I changed the subject, "Where the hell did you get this?" I picked up the Jeannie bottle, and realized it was full. "Is this a reproduction? Or is it an actual, Christmas 1964, Jim Beam liquor decanter, full of Beam's Choice?"

"That's the real deal. I found it on eBay and bought it for you, as a Christmas present. Now it's yours, as a thank you. You've made me the happiest I've been in a long time." Jane got up and opened her nightstand. "I have something else for you. She handed me a photograph. I looked at it and saw Barbara in her Jeannie costume, and it had her autograph. I looked up at Jane.

"Yes, it's real. It came with a letter of authenticity, and I had it authenticated as well. Barbara signed that herself." She stripped off the costume, as I stared at my new treasures. When I looked up, she was naked. She looked even sexier naked, than she did in the Jeannie costume.

I looked at her in amazement. "Keep that outfit, you'll need it again. That's another promise." She smiled at me, her eyes still sad. Jane walked into her bathroom and the shower came on. I figured after our conversation, she wanted me to leave. I pulled up my pants, grabbed my shirt, and checked on the girls before I went to shower myself.

When I walked into my bedroom with a towel around my waist, I found Jane sitting on my bed in a rich blue wrap, with her butt exposed to my gaze. I drank in her wonderful sexiness as I tried to figure out what was going on.

"You really are an idiot, sometimes."

The smile on her face told me she said this at least part in jest. "What'd I do now?"

"For starters, you missed out on an opportunity to shower with me..."

"What about my promise?"

"I said 'after tonight'. Tonight doesn't end until sunrise..."

She never finished her thought because I threw her over my shoulder and ran to the downstairs bedroom. I locked the door, and put her down on the same bed that the girls used for their lesbian love fest. 'At least they remembered to change the sheets afterwards.' "Last time, I fisted your ass. Tonight, I'm going to fuck it.

I pulled the wrap off her, and revealed her naked body to my lust filled gaze, and the unblinking eye of my camera. Jane trembled as the cool night air caressed her skin. I kissed her and whispered, "I'll be right back." I went into the bathroom and grabbed some lotion Rikki used after she worked out. From experience I knew it worked well for anal play.

I returned to the bedroom, and Jane watched as I squeezed some cream onto my hand. I started to stroke myself as she watched. "This cock is going to ream your pretty, puckered hole until I fill your bowels with my cum."

Jane moaned at my words, her eyes fixed on my shiny, slick shaft. "Your turn.'' She got on her knees and offered her ass to me. I had a better angle in mind, after all, I didn't want there to be any doubt where my dick was. "Stand here," I pointed to a spot near the window, "Spread those luscious cheeks, so I can lube you up."

Once she was in position, I laid my head on the small of her back and smiled at the camera. I held up the lube with one hand, smiled, and applied it to her hole, until she was as slick as a used car salesman that's late with his alimony.

I stood at a slight angle and hoped the camera would catch me as I pushed against her tight hole. When my head popped past her rectum, Jane moaned. Inch by agonizing inch my dick penetrated her, until I was balls deep. As I pulled back, Jane said, "Fuck my ass like I'm your little cum dumpster."

"As you wish." I pulled out until only my head was inside her, then I slammed my full length into her. I fucked her ass so hard my stomach spanked her ass. My hands held her hips as we slammed together. She was so tight, and I was so turned on, that I didn't last long. I blasted my cum into her pretty little shithole.

After I sent my seed into her depths, she pulled herself off my dick and took me into her mouth. She used her tongue like a wet wipe, and cleaned my whole shaft. When she finished, she let my dick fall out of her mouth and remained on her knees before me. "Does my Master wish for anything else?"

"I don't think I could get it up again, even with Viagra and a splint. At least not for a bit." I pulled her to her feet, wrapped my arms around her, and savored the contact. I knew it might be an eternity before I could hold her like this again. We stood there and held each other for a few lifetimes.

When we let go, we dressed silently, took hold of each other's hands and walked back upstairs to Jane's room. It again reminded me of my first date. Walking Judy to her house on Goldstone Lane. Unlike that date, tonight I got a kiss from Jane.

It was a goodbye kiss, if I ever felt one. Jane opened her bedroom door and stepped inside. As she closed the door, she kissed her finger and placed it on my lips. I stood there long after she shut her door and wondered why life had to be so complicated.

I went to my man cave and saved the most recent addition to my growing collection of caught on camera porn. I checked the rest of the cameras, and didn't see anything interesting, so I locked up and and went to bed.

I woke up around five in the morning and felt stiff and had some sore muscles. I decided to stretch a bit, then go for a run. After my warm ups, I pulled on my Navy PT uniform and jogged down the street toward Phil's house. The sun had peeked over the horizon, but the day would be overcast so it was darker than usual. As I ran past Phil's house, my eyes deceived me. Phil waved to me as he walked his dog, but for some reason, I saw a naked woman on all fours at the end of the leash.