A Change Of Life

This story (in chapters) covers a number of genres ranging from Masturbation, Voyeurism, Light BDSM, CFNM and others, but is predominantly centred around Control (with rewards) -- so it will often be listed in different categories.

I hope it has something to please every reader's desires.

It was edited some time ago by mollycactus (thanks Molly -- I've finally re-found it and decided to publish).

The first couple of chapters set the scene -- and the suspense.

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Chapter One: A New Beginning

After a 10 year pretty sexless marriage had ended, I bought a lovely little home in a quiet leafy suburb, not far from the Primary School where I was Principal. It was a gorgeous smallish two-story home with a pool in the back yard, and a pleasant garden which didn't require much up-keep, which suited me just fine. Whoever had owned the home in the past must have been gregarious, because there was a gate in each side fence to the adjoining neighbours. Naturally, it was less than a couple of days before I'd met both of them.

I couldn't believe my luck. Jane was a single Mum in her mid-forties, I guessed. She had luxurious auburn hair and the most stunning oval face and smile. From what I could see at our first meeting, she was a beautiful mature Mum in the full flush of her life. She had a graciousness and maturity which was tantalizing and almost superior. We got on like a house on fire. One of her kids had moved out and the other was away for most of the year at college.

On the other side lived a stunningly beautiful tall girl with long shiny black hair. Sarah had delicious olive skin and the most exciting full lips and sparkling eyes. She almost looked Mediterranean! Sarah's husband worked on an oil rig, so he was away for months on end, and I did feel a bit sorry for her being there on her own.

I was wedged between two very attractive and super friendly girls. Every man's bliss!

We'd shared meals in each others' houses, but when the weather was warm, they always came to mine so they could have a swim.

My eyes were treated! Jane normally wore a quite conservative pale yellow one piece -- but it did little to disguise her full figure. She must've had D cup breasts- very often with hard nipples poking out the thin material, which naturally attracted my eyes and often made my cock stir inside my bathers. She had firm muscular legs and a very shapely bum.

Sarah, being younger and with no fears about her body, always wore bikinis -- usually bright coloured. She had stunning legs and slightly widish hips which accentuated the magnificent globes of her arse. When she was lying down on her tummy I couldn't take my eyes of her arse. It was a picture of perfection! She had a very shapely figure, and whilst her breasts were smaller than Jane's, they suited her figure perfectly. A very nice handful each!

The two girls obviously knew each other before, and they clearly had a quite warm and open friendship. Both chatted openly about sex, and whilst I am no prude, sometimes I felt the conversations about their sex lives were extraordinary. They didn't seem in the slightest bit uncomfortable talking openly in front of me, and many a time I had to try very hard to hide my growing erection. Sometimes I got the distinct feeling they were deliberately talking 'dirty' just to watch my reaction.

A number of times, I had to jump in the pool to try to hide the wet spot in the front of my bathers when the pre-cum began oozing out.

One warm Summer afternoon they were lying face down together recounting their first sexual experiences. I was sitting behind them, so not only did I get to hear about them jerking off their boyfriends in the car -- but I got to look at their delicious arses, and my cock became rock hard. I had to excuse myself to go inside, allegedly to get us drinks, but I heard them giggling when I walked away, and I'm sure they knew that they'd made me stiff. I ran upstairs, and looking down at their upturned arses from my bedroom I quickly pulled out my throbbing cock, smeared the precum over the head and wanked hard. It only took a handful of strokes before those thick squirts of release shot out of my cock and onto the bedroom floor.

I quickly returned to the pool with the drinks when Jane said, "Goodness Ben, that took a while! And you look quite red in the face. Are you OK?"

"Yeah, yeah, fine. Just a little hot," and then I ran and jumped in the pool to hide my thumping heart-beat and increased peripheral blood flow. I was sure they were talking about my erection and what I'd done, before they joined me in the pool with big smiles on their faces.

Over the next few months these incidents increased -- and I was sure they were deliberately teasing me.

They seemed to be wearing more provocative clothes and bathers.

They seemed to be talking more about explicit sex -- often asking me to join in.

They seemed enjoy brushing themselves into me in the pool, and...

They seemed to be getting a lot of enjoyment from my apparent discomfort trying to hide my erections.

Almost every night after being with them, I had to shut my eyes and have a slow wank, imagining what was under those flimsy bits of material.

But then it all changed.