New Neighbor
Copyright© 2025 by CW
Chapter 121
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 121 - Jess and Aaron are a couple into BDSM They get a new, inexperienced neighbor and take her into their lifestyle.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Rape Romantic Fiction BDSM FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Anal Sex Enema Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Tit-Fucking
I walked out from behind the curtain, Britney right behind me. She took a couple of quick steps forward to get ahead of me and took my hand, leading me back to the table. She stopped on the side of Jess who looked up.
“Ma’am, I’m bringing your husband back,” Britney said politely. Jess glanced at her, then to me, then to my shirt before her eyes widened in surprise.
“Wow! Guess you two were very busy in there!” she said, laughing hard. She tugged at my shirt, examining it and the tell-tale wet splotches on it.
“I assume that’s...?” She left the question hanging and Britney answered it.
“Yes, Ma’am. It’s his cum. I hope that was alright,” she said.
“Absolutely! Anytime! I trust he was a good boy?” she asked. She had trouble maintaining her composure on “good boy.”
“Yes, Ma’am, very obedient. He told me it was you that trained him so well?” Britney asked.
“You betcha. It’s taken a lot of practice, but he’s gotten the hang of it,” Jess said, patting my ass. Britney noticed the gesture.
“Yes, actually, he said something about punishment. Does that mean...?”
“Yep,” Jess answered with a nod. “Spankings primarily. Occasionally other things like nipple clamps, forced nudity, forced orgasms, enemas. Also, pegging, though I don’t know if that counts as punishment since he enjoys it so much.”
I was blushing furiously as Jess mentioned pegging to this stranger in public. Britney frowned.
“Pegging?” she questioned. Oh, God.
“Yes,” Jess replied. “Pegging is when- actually, Aaron, why don’t you explain to the nice waitress what that means?” If she smiled any harder, she’d strain a cheek muscle, I thought. I turned to Britney.
“Um, pegging means that I’m, um...” A long pause as I tried to think of a way to phrase things that didn’t include the phrase “dildo up my ass.”
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