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Neighborhood Sex Slave: Gangbang Party

By Andrea Price

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Copyright 2013 Andrea Price

This book is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locals is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination, and used fictitiously.

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The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

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I had been having my nightly escapades at my next-door neighbor’s home for a few weeks now, relishing the feeling of being wantonly used and treated like the slut I had turned out to be, providing my body for the enjoyment of other people each night. The more completely that they treated me like they knew I deserved, the more pleasure I would get from the experience as I enjoyed how it felt to be fucked over and over by my stud neighbor. His equally insatiable wife took her own nightly satisfaction from me, until they left me completely exhausted and dripping from each hole that they had filled with their juices. On most of those nights, nothing more than bondage was involved, and they would leave me blindfolded while they cuffed my hands behind my back or against the bedframe, locking me into place in the positions they wished me to take. On no night did they ever utter a word to me, and despite having nightly sex for nearly a month, I had still never heard them utter even a single word; I had been equally as forbidden to speak to them, and only a few cries that they would force from my body each night ever escaped my lips. On a few of our nights together, I would be rewarded with special treats after being an especially good girl the night before; on most of those other occasions, the wife of the couple would use some of her toys on me, confirming my suspicion that her chest of goodies extended well beyond the single strapon that she had used early in our relationship. On a single night, they seemed to sense that my body had begun faltering from the constant abuse it was receiving, worn out and sated beyond its physical limits despite my mind’s eagerness to please. That night, they forced me to rest and watch from my bedroom window, looking into their bedroom while they preyed upon the other woman whom I had first witnessed them sharing. Despite the fact that everyone seemed aware that I was watching them, rather than letting me believe I was watching unnoticed, I still found it incredibly erotic to watch the body of that nameless woman be devoured in front of me, my two lovers passing her body between them as they took everything she had to offer. After that night, I was permitted to rejoin them in their bed, my body and mind recharged and more eager to please than they had ever been.

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