Claudia’s Neighbor – anal cheating lesbian slut whore slave submissive sub master

It’s a summer weekday, and I’m hanging out. The store is a thousand degrees; I’m happy to finally be home. My girlfriend, Britt, is waiting in the house after working all day on a gardening project, so I’m looking forward to a kiss and a cold drink.

Britt’s in the door, waiting for me to get on the boardwalk. Her red hair is shining. Sunlight splashes his pale chest, igniting his cat paw tattoos.

“Hey,” she said. His forehead is crisscrossed. Uh-oh. What did I do this time?

She’s holding a pair of garden shears that I recognize as belonging to our neighbor across the street, a guy in his forties. She was supposed to return them this morning.

“You’re not going to kill me, are you?” I say, hoping to make him laugh. It’s not working.

“Claudia, ” Britt said, “our fucking neighbor. Do you know what he did when I went to give them back?

“Uh, no.”

She’s changing her weight. “I walk, we have a nice conversation, and then he tells me to go to his room and take off my clothes, as if he were a great shooter. whore? He knows you and I are together.

I am twenty-two years old, I work in a hardware store, and I finally took the big step to have a house with Britt. The vendors were excited to pass on their property to two women, and we all celebrated together after closing. Britt is a year older than me, a lesbian, and has little experience with men. This new neighbor, this guy Matt — I guess I’m going to have to deal with him myself. At this point, we will have to wait until tomorrow. Not exactly the way I wanted to spend my day off, but hey. I have to be there for my daughter.

“I’m sorry,” I told Britt. “It’s serious. I’ll talk to him in the morning.

“Good,” she says. “Back to the shears, too. If he apologizes, you won’t have to stab him with them.

This time, there’s a smile. Even if it’s her own joke, I’m glad she’s in a good mood. I kiss her lips, and she kisses back.

After dinner, my juices flow, but she’s not in the mood to have sex tonight. I’ve been waiting all week. I guess there is more than one thing that will have to wait. I watch her roll, hear her breathing measure.

The morning is coming, and Britt’s gone before I wake up. I rub the crust of my eyes, swing my feet to the side of the bed, and walk naked to the bathroom. During my shower, I think about the sex I would have liked to have had with her last night, how I would have caressed her, licked her, put my fingers inside her. I lower myself against the wall, the water was hitting my back, but I can’t enjoy in my stomach.

I put on lipstick, slip my body into shorts and a tank top, my feet in flip flops, and get ready to enjoy my day. After i’m done with this stupid chore, anyway.

I knock on my neighbor’s door with the garden shears by my side. I hear a male “Come in, ” and I push the door open. Matt is sitting on the couch in old jeans and a T-shirt. He’s scruffy, at least twenty-five years older than me. The place smells of sweat and hasn’t been swept away in weeks.

“These are yours,” I said, sensing the heat rising in my chest, pointing to the shears. “And I must also talk to you about something. I know you’re new here, but an old guy has no intention of trying to seduce his lesbian neighbor, especially not in such a rude way.

He looks impressed. “Britt told you what happened,” he said. “Sorry about that.”

I said, “Good.”

I put down the shears and refused to leave.

“Claudia, ” he said, “I love your lipstick.”

I’m done. “Do you do it?”

I said, “Yes. Sorry if it’s forward. I notice things. Your toenail polish looks fresh too.

How does he notice this kind of thing? “Thank you,” I say cautiously.

“Looks like you’re pretty just for me.”

Is he serious?

“Uh, okay, man.”

“Think about it,” he says. “All you were doing was coming to scold me, but you got everything pretty.”

He is not entirely wrong. But it’s a bit offbeat.

“I’m going,” I said, but I’m not moving. I suddenly feel exposed, aware of all the skin I show. We make eye contact.

He’s still saying my name. I said, “Claudia.”

I said, “What?”

“Walk down the hallway to my room, take off all your clothes, and wait for me there.”

The door is right behind me, the sun blazing outside, but I feel my feet advancing, carrying me down the hall. I enter the room on the left with the big bed, kick off my flip flops, and undress. I avoid my face in the mirror of my older neighbor and instead get on the bed on my hands and knees. I lean over, my face pressing into the duvet, in the air.

Within minutes, he shows up and approaches me from behind. He can say I’m shuddering.

Relax, he says, then presses something into my and rubs it around. Lubricant.

I inhale abruptly.

“Are you going to behave?”

I said, “Yes.”

Something else gets in my. This time it’s the head of his dick. He rests it there for a second, see if I’m going to resist, if I have to say I can’t do that because I have a girlfriend. When I can’t resist, it slides its entire length into my hole.

“You’re much more obedient than Britt,” he says, beginning to push.

I whisper “Mmhmm” in the duvet, then take his cock as my ass cheeks slap against him.

“Tell me you love him.”

“I love it.”

“Tell me you came here to give me your body.”

“Mmmmph… no.

He slams me in the a few more times. “Say it.”

“I came here to give you my body.”

After fucking my ass for a few more minutes, with me fiercely rubbing my pussy, he tells me to get down on my knees.

“But I’m about to.

“Do what I say, bitch.”

I obey, rushing to the dirty ground, kneeling under his cock and opening my mouth just in time to take the flow of cum. It grows in the back of my mouth so I can swallow every drop. The taste of my ass on his dick drives me crazy.

It lets out a loud growl – “Ooooahhhhhh” – as I suck it and finish it off.

He’s looking at me, cum dripping on my chin. “You’re a bad lesbian,” he says, his sweaty chest rising.

“Yes, Matt.” I arched my toes against the carpet and sucked his cock again, swallowing a few stray drops of cum.

I said, “Tell me.”

I’m taking his dick out of my mouth. “I’m a bad lesbian.”

“Tell me you live to serve my dick.”

I look at his huge cock in front of my face, smooth with my ass juice and saliva. I’m on my knees, my bare toes sinking into his carpet, my buttocks outstretched.

But I can’t say it. I don’t know what it was; maybe a boost of the moment. I come to my mind and get up.

“What are you doing, bitch?”

“Don’t call me a slut. I’m an adult with a girlfriend and a house.

“You’re covered in semen. You have gladly submitted me. What would you call that?

“Fuck you.”

I pick up my clothes and leave.

Later, in the shower, I think I’m kneeling in front of Matt’s dick. Even after Britt gets back, I can’t get him out of my head.

I sit with my feet on the table, crunching a granola bar. Britt salons next to me in his smelly workout clothes. She leans into the corner of my shoulder.

“How did it go with the neighbour?” she asks.

I imagine the pain of being screwed in the asshole. I can still taste my in the back of my tongue. “All right,” I say. “I’ve returned the sizes,” he said.

I’m taking a look at my phone. I got a text from Matt: I’m going to do your again tonight..

Who the hell does he think he is?

“You look distracted,” Britt says. “What’s going on?”

I said, “Nothing.”

I sneak in another look at my phone. Matt: Tell me I own your..

What a jerk.

Britt wraps his arm around mine. “Did he try to do anything?”

“The same thing he tried on you, basically.”

She sniffs. “Of course he did. What a fucking pervert.

She does not ask me if I have done what I was told. Maybe I’m clear here. I’ll go tonight, tell him to forget it, and we can go on with our lives.

I knock on Matt’s door around ten o’clock. Britt is asleep, and the air is fresh outside.

He responds immediately.

I said, “Come in.”

I walk inside and instinctively kick off my flip flops.

“I’m glad you decided to come,” he says.

“Listen,” I said. “Britt doesn’t know. So that’s it. We havell move forward in our relationship. I do not know what happened to me today.

“You’re adorable,” he says. “Now take off your clothes.”

I said, “What?”

“You’ve already taken off your shoes as soon as you walked in. And earlier, you did exactly what I said. You may not be able to put words to it, but you know that was what you were supposed to do. And you admitted that you came to give me your body. Didn’t you?

I said, “Yes.”

“So why are you here right now?”

“To give you my body.”

I’m still undressing, completely naked.

I said, “Good. Now go to my room.

Soon I’m bent over again, ready for his dick.

“No,” he says. “There are other ways to use yourself. Ride me over. Show me you’re dedicated.

I throw my legs around her hips and start riding as her cock gets into my pussy.

“Mmmph,” he moaned. I my hips, in her face. Finally, he pushes me. “Now,” he said, “it’s time.”

I bend over, and his dick slips into my ass again, much easier this time. A perfect fit.

“Unnngh,” I moaned.

“Do you like it, bitch?”

“Fuck yes…”

“Who’s the best me or Britt?”

I keep taking his dick without answering. When he’s done, I’ll be on my knees, and I know that’s where I’ll be when I’m told. I imagine Britt’s face in my mind, what it will look like when she finds out.

His hard cock hovers in front of my face, covered in ass juice again.

“Let’s try it again,” he says. “Tell me you live to serve my dick.”

“I live to serve your dick.”

A day later, I will tell Britt that I submitted to Matt, that she should have done the same thing when she was told to do it. Her eyes will widen a little, but she will not be surprised. She knew when we met that I was a slut at heart, as Matt knew.

Now I open my mouth, preparing to take the load of Matt down my throat, one of his thousands of loads that I will take obediently from now on.

Before slipping it and completely dominating me, he asks again, Who’s wearing your?

I bend my toes.

“You do it, Master.”

Then I taste like, and I do not say one more word.

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Claudia’s neighbor