Mother of the Bride Ch 3. The Curious Neighbour.

Life could not be better.

My Sex life has improved immeasurably, not only with my husband Tom but also with other members of our swingers’ group.

Our good friends Hazel and Frank are regular visitors and the Sex sessions have grown in intensity and variation.

We all share an interest in bondage and BDSM and although Hazel still has long dyed blonde hair, I do believe it will not be too long before she goes short or even shaved.

Private conversations with Hazel reveal that pressure from her husband Frank has intensified and he constantly badgers her to follow my lead and shave her head.

My eldest daughter Susan who you may remember had a buzz cut at the local barbershop still wears her short hair and to date has resisted pleas from her husband for her to shave her head.

My youngest daughter Carol still has a full head of long auburn hair and although her husband has shown interest in both my shaved head and Susan’s buzz cut, she insists that she is going to keep her long hair because she believes it to be more feminine. My personal belief is that she should go short because she has beautiful petite features and short hair would highlight her beauty.

One latest development I must tell you about is that both Tom and I have noticed that our next door neighbour Jim has recently taken a particular interest in our daily activities.

“Have you noticed Jim from next door has become very friendly just lately?” Tom said drinking the last remnants from his coffee cup at the breakfast table.

“Yes, it’s ever since I shaved my head, whenever I am out in the garden, he suddenly appears finding an excuse to say hello.’ I replied.

“Next time you see him try to engage with him and see how open he is to joining our little group.” Tom suggested.

“Are you sure and what do you mean, engage with him?” I asked.

“You know what I mean, whatever it takes and besides I wouldn’t mind meeting his Wife, she is quite a looker but nowhere near as pretty as you.” he said kissing me on my bald pate as he stood to leave for work.

I cleared the breakfast dishes and showered. Looking in the mirror I noticed that the stubble on my scalp was getting quite long and was going from the sandpaper stage to the feeling quite soft and fuzzy stage, it really was time to have my head shaved. I could either visit Daniel at the barbershop in town with all the added extras or get Tom to shave me when he had a Free moment. I could do it myself but I preferred the feel of someone else shaving me.

Tom had set me a task to engage with our next door neighbour Jim and see how open minded he was and see if both he and his Wife Linda would be willing and active participants in our little social group. I dressed accordingly in matching black satin and lace bra, panties and suspender belt with black fully fashioned seamed stockings, an ivory coloured satin blouse and a black figure hugging pencil skirt. I was dressed to kill.

It was a lovely spring morning so after finishing my housework I sat in the garden with a coffee reading a magazine waiting for Jim to appear at the garden fence.

I did notice whilst doing the housework that one of the light bulbs in the dining room needed changing and I was more than capable of changing it myself but I left it alone and factored it into my plan to coax Jim into my house.

True to form after a few minutes our neighbour Jim appeared at the garden fence.

“Morning Maggie, lovely morning.’ He shouted over to me.

“Good morning, Jim, it is a beautiful day. I just Love the spring sunshine. Can I ask, are you busy? I need a man’s help and Tom is at work.”

“No, I’m not too busy, I would be more than happy to help.”

I bet you would, I thought to myself.

“Would Linda not mind you helping me out?” I asked.

“No, she’s shopping with her Sister in town, she won’t be back until late afternoon. I’ll be right over.”

“Perfect.” said the spider to the fly in a hushed voice.

I opened the front door and Jim was stood there like a puppy dog eager to please.

“What can I do to help?” asked Jim.

“It’s just a light bulb that needs changing in the dining room. I haven’t a clue on how to change it. It needs a man’s touch.”

Jim puffed out his chest and followed me to the dining room. I had the new bulb waiting and Jim completed the task with little effort.

“Is there anything else I can assist you with that needs a man’s touch.”

“Well actually there is but I couldn’t possibly ask you. You may be offended.” I said.

“Please ask and I will do my best to help.” He replied.

“I need my haircut and the barbershop I go to is closed. I believe the barber is ill and Tom sometimes shaves me but he is so busy at work, he hasn’t had chance. I couldn’t possibly ask you to help, could I?”

Jim’s eye opened so wide I thought his eyeballs would fall out.

“Are you asking me to shave your head?” he asked. Poor Jim stood in front of me visibly trembling.

“Well, yes I am but if you’re not up to it, I will just have to wait for Tom.”

“No, I would Love to help but I don’t know how to.” He replied.

“Do you shave your face every morning?”

“Well, yes I do.”

“So, imagine your shaving your face but it’s my head instead.” I tell him.

Jim could not hide his excitement. He was like a little boy waiting in line in a sweet shop.

“Oh yes, I would Love to help.”

I took a dining room chair and placed it in the centre of the room, collected the shaving foam, safety razor and salon cape that I had already prepared from the kitchen unit and returned to an eagerly awaiting Jim in the dining room. I chose a safety razor as there was no way that I was going to allow an untrained hand anywhere near my head with a straight cut razor.

When Jim’s eyes saw the shaving equipment in my hand, he could not contain his excitement about what was going to take place as he danced from foot to foot.

Now for the killer blow.

I handed the salon apron to Jim.

“Here just hold that for a second.” I said.

“If you don’t mind, I don’t want get shaving cream on my blouse and skirt.” I said as I started to undress.

Jim’s jaw dropped to the floor as I stood in front of him in my underwear.

I sat on the chair and asked him to cover me with the apron.

Jim was in a state of shock as I asked him to cover my scalp in the shaving foam. My scalp was soon covered and I must say Jim’s touch was very gentle, so much so that I started to get feelings in my stomach as he commenced shaving the foam and stubble from my scalp.

I did a little play acting as I closed my eyes and started to groan, but truth be known I was getting quite turned on by the experience of our next door neighbour shaving me.

I wonder how big Jim’s cock is?

I wonder how good he is at touching the spot?

I wonder if he is a heavy cumer that could fill me or is he just a quick squirt kind of guy and I wouldn’t even notice when he did cum inside me?

All these questions needed to be answered.

One thing was for certain, as Jim shaved me my panties slowly filled with my Sex.

Jim stood in front of me as he shaved the last of the foam and stubble from the front of my head.

It was obvious from the bulge in the front of his trousers that he had enjoyed the experience of shaving me as much as I did being shaved.

My hand reached out from under the cape as I unbuttoned his trousers and watched them fall to the floor.

Oh dear, light blue Y fronts but I don’t suppose it matters what the wrapping paper looks like so long as the gift inside is ok.

My hand reached down inside his Y fronts and I was pleasantly surprised, his semi erect penis was quite large and the girth felt quite thick. I pulled him Free from his underwear and still wearing the salon cape around my body I fell to my knees in front of him.

I rolled his cock between my fingers until he was fully erect and I must say Jim was quite impressive. He wasn’t as big as Tom but the girth was something else and I would have to open my mouth quite wide to fit him in.

I opened my mouth as wide as I could to take his large girth and took him in. Jim was very gentle and made no effort to force himself inside me letting me control how much of his cock I took into my mouth.

I started slowly, building up the speed and how much of him I swallowed. Jim’s hands never left my freshly shaved head as he stroked me with his tender gentle fingers. Jim was kind and gentle, a complete contrast to Tom who was fierce, hungry and sexually dominant. I enjoyed Tom’s control but I found Jim’s gentleness refreshing, it was nice to be treated like a woman instead of the whore.

Tom made me feel like a whore when he fucked me but that was what I wanted. I needed to be dominated and be totally humiliated and Tom satisfied that hunger.

I swallowed deeper and deeper as the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat. Jim’s girth total filled my mouth as I sucked his full length into my mouth. I couldn’t breathe but I had the power to stop this torture at any time I wished by pulling away.

I pushed my face further into Jim’s lower abdomen as I tried to swallow more of his cock. My eyes started to bulge as I tried to control my gag reflex. My head became light and I felt as if I was going to faint. It felt good, I was losing control.

I pulled away and took a deep breath as the slather and Jim’s pre cum dribbled from my mouth.

Jim was almost at climax as my lips once again surrounded his cock swallowing deeper and working faster. Jim’s hands clasped my head tighter as his body stiffened and his cock pulsated.

My question on whether Jim was a heavy cumer or a light weight was answered. His Hot silky cum filled my mouth as I struggled to take his full load. I started to gag and as I coughed my nasal cavity filled and Jim’s cum ran from my nostrils.

I looked up at Jim from my kneeling position with tearful eyes. My black eye mascara had run and now covered my face. My lips, chin and nose were covered in his sticky cum. It was not a pretty sight but it felt good.

Jim looked down at me and our eyes meet as I swallowed.

As Jim and I dressed he leaned into me and tried to kiss me on the lips. I stepped back.

“I only allow my husband to kiss me on the lips, everything else is on offer but my lips belong to Tom.

After washing my face and applying fresh makeup, Jim and I drank coffee and talked. I tentatively introduced the idea of swinging to him and told him about our club meetings but I kept the BDSM aspect out of the conversation. Jim seemed keen on the idea and promised to talk to his Wife Linda. Jim told me that he and Linda suspected that some unusual activities took place at our house and they could not ignore the shouts and screams emanating from the house when we had visitors. Jim told me that Linda was often upset and asked him why they had not been invited to our little soirée. The prospect of Jim and Linda joining our club looked promising.

Time had passed quickly and it would soon be time for Tom to return home from work. Jim returned home shortly before Tom walked through the front door.

“Well, did you complete the task I set you?” Tom asked kissing me on the head.

“And I see you have had your head shaved, care to explain?” he added.

I told Tom in full about the afternoon’s events and that it looked promising for Jim and Linda joining the group.

“So, you have been a naughty girl letting someone else shave you without asking my permission?” Tom said in a stern voice.

Oh goody, time for role-play. I was still feeling Horny and unfulfilled from the afternoon’s events. I needed a cock inside me.

“Yes sir.” I replied lowering my gaze.

“Do you deserve to be punished?

“Yes sir.”

Tom could see I was wearing stockings. “Take off your blouse and skirt but leave your underwear on.”

I dutifully obeyed as Tom went to the cellar and returned moments later with my dog collar and lead. I stood waiting for him still dressed in the underwear that had so excited Jim earlier that day.

Tom reached down and touched the gusset of my panties. “Well, you did have a good time this afternoon, these are still wet.”

“Yes sir.” I replied not meeting his stare.

He fastened the collar around my neck and clipped my lead on. After placing and securing a ball gag in my mouth Tom led me to the back door of the house that led to the back garden. I could not quite believe what he was about to do. He had never been this cruel before and this was totally humiliating. I loved it and the excitement grew within me.

Tom led me into the back garden by my lead and paraded me around the garden for our neighbours to see.

I looked up towards Jim and Linda’s bedroom window to see the couple watching, both of them naked. Jim was fondled Linda’s breasts whilst it appeared Linda was masturbating Jim.

” I think Jim and Linda may be joining our club very soon.” Tom said.

I could not reply because of my ball gag. I just nodded my affirmation.

After parading me around the garden Tom led me back into the house and down into the cellar.

I must tell you at this point that Tom and I live in a large Victorian house that has a large cellar, three floors and an attic room and we have been doing some D.I.Y improvements. The good thing about Victorian houses is that they have large cellars that are practically soundproof and Tom and I have made good use of ours. We have equipped it with a vast range of BDSM equipment.

Tom led me towards the large St Andrews Cross that adorned the far wall.

He removed my ball gag before securing my wrists in the shackles at the top of the cross and then my ankles to the shackles at the base of the cross.

My body was secured on the X shaped apparatus so that I faced away from him.

Tom ripped my panties off and held them in front of my face. “These belong in the bin because another man made you wet them. “

“Now have you been a naughty girl?”

“Yes sir.” I replied as I felt the leather paddle strike my buttocks.

“How naughty have you been?”

“Very naughty sir.” The paddle struck my buttocks again.

“And did you suck Jim’s cock this afternoon?

“Yes sir.” The paddle struck me again.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes sir.” The paddle struck me harder this time.

“Is Jim as good as me?”

“No sir, you are the best.”

“You are just a bald whore, what are you?”

“I’m a bald whore sir.”

“Who do you belong to?

“You sir.”

Tom secured the ball gag into my mouth again. My buttocks stung and felt tender. The pain rose up inside me and overwhelmed my body, every inch of me felt alive.

I felt humiliated and degraded. I felt worthless but I had never felt better in my life.

Tom’s fingers opened my wet and waiting lips. First one finger, then two, then three until all his fingers excited me and stimulated me.

I groaned and screamed as my body shook in equal amounts of pain and pleasure.

“Do you want me to fuck you, you bald bitch?” Tom knew exactly how to turn me on, he was an expert.

“If you do just nod your head.”

My head nodded profusely.

Tom’s cock thrust inside me, no tenderness, just hard and fast just the way I liked it.

His thrusts were so hard and forceful that he lifted me off my feet causing my ankles to pull on the shackles. I was in agony; I was in heaven.

More please, please punish me, my mind screamed out.

I exploded squirting my Sex onto the cellar floor. My body collapsed exhausted against the cross.

We showered and dressed and within the hour we sat at the dining table eating our evening meal discussing the days local and national news like any other married couple.

The following morning over breakfast Tom asked.

“Can you try and speak with Jim again? I’m pretty keen on meeting his Wife.”

“Certainly, so long as there is no kissing when you meet her. Agreed?”

“Agreed.” replied Tom.

Tom left for work and shortly after I saw Linda leave the house with her Sister.

I sprang into action and devised a plan to get Jim in my clutches again.

I stood in the back garden hanging out the washing.

Jim soon appeared.

“Hi Maggie, I really enjoyed yesterday.” Shouted Jim across the fence.

“Are you busy today? We could have a replay of yesterday.” I suggested.

“Linda has gone visiting her mother, she will be out all day. Should I come round now?”

“No, give me thirty minutes and then call around.” I replied.

Thirty minutes later I stood in the hall waiting for Jim dressed in my figure hugging black latex dress from which hug four suspender straps that supported my black latex stockings. My hands and arms were covered in black latex elbow length gloves. On my feet I wore black leather ankle boots with a 6 inch stiletto heel. My makeup was over done and my lips were painted bright red. I wore my favourite slutty 6 inch hoop earrings.

The doorbell rang.

“Come in, the door is open.” I shouted. I do hope it’s Jim and not the postman.

The door opened and Jim entered.

“Oh my god.” was all Jim could say as his jaw hit the floor.

“Close your mouth Jim, it’s not very becoming.” I scolded.

“Today Jim I want to show you a different world. I want to take you to places you could only dream about. How open minded are you?” I asked.

“Oh very, I’m very open minded. he replied.

“Then follow me.” As I led him down into the cellar.

On entering the cellar Jim just stood and stared.

“Are you game? I asked.

“Oh yes.”

“In that case undress and whilst we are down here you must address me as madam.”

“Yes madam.”

Jim undressed and I instructed him to sit in a large wooden chair. He did as I ordered.

“Now put your arms on the armrests.” Jim did as I instructed and I secured his wrists in the clamps.

Jim rested his head against the head rest and I secured the metal clamp around his neck rendering him immobile. He was my prisoner. I had always been the submissive partner in any sexual encounter and this was new ground for me but I was quite enjoying myself.

With Jim firmly secured I took a set of hair clippers from a nearby shelf and turned them on. The cellar flooded with the sound of the clippers buzz.

“What are you doing?” Jim asked.

“I’m shaving your head. You cannot expect to shave my head and for me not to reciprocate.” I said.

“But?” Jim said.

“No buts, do you want to experience what I have to offer?”

“Yes.”

The clippers touched Jim’s forehead and tore a strip of hair from his head. Stroke after stroke I removed the hair from his head until all that was left was a 1/4 inch stubble.

My latex panties dripped with my Sex and ran down my legs.

I took the shaving foam and covered Jim’s head and with straight razor in hand, I stripped away the foam and stubble leaving his head perfectly smooth. I leaned into him and kissed his head as my body shook squirting my warm juices over Jim’s legs.

I released Jim from the chair’s restraints.

“If I do anything that you are not comfortable with just tell me and I will stop.” I said.

“Yes mistress.”

I led Jim to a wooden bar and made him bend over it before securing his arms to the bar using the metal wrist shackles.

I spread lube on my index finger and the area around his anus before slipping my finger in.

Jim groaned.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“Oh yes, that feels wonderful.”

My finger worked Jim’s arse. Jim groaned and moaned with pleasure.

I extracted my finger and took hold of a small latex dildo slipping it into Jim making him scream out.

“Are you ok? I asked

“Oh yes, don’t stop.”

I worked on Jim watching him squirm and writhe in pleasure.

“Have you got anything bigger?” he asked.

A 6-inch rubber cock replaced the starter dildo.

Jim screamed out. “Fuck me, fuck me”

“Have you forgotten something?”

“Please fuck me mistress?” he cried.

Jim’s body tensed as he released his cum onto the cellar floor.