Stephanie was a gorgeous woman, there was no denying that. Guys couldn’t help but stare at her body as they walked by, unable to believe someone could be that gorgeous. She had D-cup breasts and nice hips, though her thin figure was what made her body completely stunning. She had blonde curly hair and worked on her makeup to make it simple but stunning, bringing out her long eyelashes and mesmerizing blue eyes. Keith was lucky to have her, and he was thankful everyday to have married a woman like that. He didn’t mind the constant staring; he knew that the men who looked at her were jealous of him for being with such a beautiful woman, and it made him proud and happy to have her all for his own.
They had married 2 years ago, and were still in their mid-twenties and loved to visit clubs to dance at night, letting their bodies do the work and get sweaty as they enjoyed each other’s company. They were both exhausted from work, and he enjoyed any second he could spend with her. Tonight was the same, and they leaned against the bar as he ordered drinks for them, knowing exactly what got her going and dancing the most. All that mattered to him was that she had fun, and he was glad to see she was already swaying to the beat. It was clear the DJ was good at his job. She was wearing a long sexy black dress tonight, with one side revealing her leg with a long slit up the sides. Keith wanted to bend her over right in their living room and have her right there, but he knew it would ruin her makeup and hair, so knew he would have to wait until they got home. Hopefully his dick would still work after they consumed all the alcohol.
She chugged her first drink right away, and held onto his hand as she pulled him onto the dance floor. They both relaxed immediately, feeling the beat of the music flow through their bodies as they relaxed after a long week of work. She was twirling around in circles, her eyes closed as she tried to take in all of the sensations around her.
Keith had his eyes closed for just a second, and when he opened them again, he saw something unspeakable. A man had just started invading Stephanie’s personal space, his body on hers as he looked down at her like he was hungry. He looked like a fuckboy, strong muscular arms and a white wife beater, and he was clearly intoxicated. He seemed to completely ignore Keith as he surrounded his wife, circling around her body like a wolf on the hunt.
She looked up at him, then turned to look at Keith, confused. He glanced back at her and had no idea what to do… he wasn’t the type to confront people, and he was pretty confident about the way she felt about him, enough that he didn’t care about people doing this to her. She was also a grown woman, and could take care of herself. All he did was stop dancing and walk to the bar, sitting down and nursing his drink as he watched. He would step in if it went too far… but now all he could do was watch.
She seemed to be a little shocked that he didn’t do anything about it, but since he didn’t seem to mind, she continued to dance, her body moving to the rhythm of the music. The guy wasn’t touching her too inappropriately, only placing his hands on her thin waist as he moved his legs along with her movements. She could smell his musky scent, and enjoyed it a little as she danced along with him. She hadn’t been touched by another man other than Keith for a very long time, and it was nice to have something different for once, though she would never admit that to Keith himself. She expected Keith to step in anytime now, but he hadn’t and so she continued to dance, enjoying herself more and more as time went on.
Keith was feeling jealous… he felt a tightness in his chest as he watched the display, but he was also feeling a little turned on by this. Was it abnormal to feel this way about someone else touching his wife? He couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like in the bedroom with the two of them together, and blushed as he realized where his head was going. This was so wrong, but also spurred him on. He was getting a kick out of this… seeing his wife being man handled by a random guy at the club… it didn’t make any sense.
Knowing that Stephanie wasn’t backing down, the man started to grind against her, dry humping her directly on the dance floor as he pulled her close. His hips were moving along with the music, and he seemed to know exactly where to hit so that it was directly touching her core. She was getting more and more horny from the experience, but couldn’t help but glance at Keith, wondering what was going through his mind as he watched this happening. She could feel the man’s erection against her body, a huge monster that surely must be stuffed. This guy must do this to women at the club all the time… and put something down his pants so they would be turned on by this. But then… she saw something in Keith’s eyes that she only saw when they were fucking. A sense of horniness, like he was enjoying her being touched and grinded on by this stranger. Was that why he hadn’t stepped in yet?
She felt rude to stop dancing with him in the middle of the song, so she continued to dance, letting him hump her as she maintained eye contact with her husband. When the song finally ended, she peeled herself off of the guy and numbly thanked him for the dance, feeling completely dazed from the experience. She strutted to Keith immediately, who was still sitting at the bar watching her every move. She was feeling a little pissed, “Why didn’t you come to my rescue? What was that?!”
He shook his head and only said: “I thought you could handle yourself.”
“You looked like you were enjoying it, I could see the horniness in your eyes.” She said, and he looked at her with widened eyes.
“No. No, I wasn’t enjoying it.” She could hear the lie through the tone in his voice.
“You’re clearly turned on, I can see your erection through your tight pants.” She scolded, crossing her arms.
“Okay… maybe a little. Want to go home so we can fuck?” He grinned, and she sighed, forgiving him immediately. The truth was, she was feeling horny herself, and would love to be fucked right now…
He put his arms around her waist, and led her out of the club after he paid for their drinks. It was the fastest they have ever left the club, but he couldn’t help it. He was so fucking horny for her right now, and just wanted to have his way with her. He knew it would take the stress out of him just like what they had planned to do at the club anyways.
They entered the parking lot, both of them looking for their car in the dark. It was nearly empty, most of the people still in the club from how early the night was, and standing directly in front of them was the same guy as before with his arm crossed, looking at her body like a predator. With unjustified confidence, he grabbed her arm and dragged her to his car in front of her husband. Keith stood there shocked again, unable to fathom how someone could do something so disturbing. All he could do was watch in silence as he shoved her into the car next to him on the passenger seat. Keith was about to call out when the guy started driving, and he could feel his own dick throbbing as the car drove off with his wife along with it.
Stephanie could feel her own chest pounding, she had no idea what was going on. Keith literally just let another man take her into his own car and drive off without saying a single word. It was like he wanted her to be fucked by this stranger. How was that even possible?! He must be calling the police right about now.
The man barely said anything during the drive, and they arrived at a shady motel a few minutes later. She followed him into a room, waiting for him to unlock it, unable to really do anything except wait for Keith to come and rescue her. She tapped her long heels against the floor, unable to believe this was actually happening. When the door finally clicked open, she realized her phone was ringing. It was Keith… and he was calling her through video chat. She opened it, wondering if the man would stop her. He hadn’t, and only watched her as Keith asked her urgently where she was. It seemed like he had snapped out of his crazy trance.
“I… I’m at the motel 2 blocks away.” She said.
“Give me the phone.” The man said, and she complied, handing it to him. He set it on the table by the TV, letting Keith have the best view of the bed. He then pulled her onto the bed as he pulled his pants down. She couldn’t help but gasp out loud. His pants weren’t stuffed after all. He was fucking huge, like what she saw in pornos when she watched them with Keith on their horny nights when they wanted to try something new. It was throbbing and demanding to be touched, with veins coursing through it. His balls even looked like they were pulsing away. He had precum already dripping down the tip of his cock, and he started to stroke himself, loving the way that she was looking at him with drool practically coming down her mouth.
“Like what you see?” He crooned, and she didn’t say anything, knowing Keith was watching. She wondered what he was feeling right now. “Kneel.” He said, and she obeyed. It was weird… but she felt like she would do anything this man asked her to do without thinking. She had never felt that way before. She placed her mouth around his dick and started to bob up and down, tasting him fully. He smelled like such a man, and she almost loved the way his pubic hair was grazing against her nose. It seemed like she wasn’t doing a good job, because he had to grab her hair and shove deep into her mouth. She couldn’t breathe properly, but didn’t seem to care, she let him grab her and thrust so deep he was bending in her throat, feeling the tightness of it. Normally, she wouldn’t let a man handle her like this… but knowing that her husband was watching, unable to do anything about it and yet clearly fucking horny waching all of this, it spurred her on, making her want to be naughty and do dirty things.
Keith watched in the middle of the parking lot, holding onto his phone as he watched another man fuck his own wife’s mouth. It was unspeakable, and he couldn’t believe the night became something so dark. But like before, it was making him so fucking horny, and he just watched as the man thrusted into his wife over and over, grabbing her hair as he did. She was crying now, tears dripping down her eyes as she tried so hard not to gag. He had never treated her this way before, and felt like she was enjoying every second of being abused like a whore. He felt a whirlwind of emotions, a mix of worry, jealousy, sadness… but also so much lust that it was overwhelming. He was stroking his dick over his pants now, still holding his phone in his other hand.
Before the man came though, he pushed her back and stood up, looking down at her as she continued to kneel. “Bed, now.” He groaned, and she nodded, complying immediately. She tried to lay on her back, but he turned her around, making her go into a doggy-style position on the soft untouched mattress. Before she could say anything, she moved her dress up and pulled her panties down. Keith gasped out loud in their car, seeing how fucking wet she was, the gooey liquid already dripping down her thighs. He had never seen her wet like this…
The man grunted in approval as he pushed two large fingers against her folds, feeling her wetness. “You’re so fucking wet for me.” He said, and started to play with her, moving his fingers up and down. She moaned and grinded against his fingers, needing more of it inside of her.
“Please.” She begged, but he ignored her, still playing with her folds as he appreciated how swollen she was. When he was finally done exploring her exposed pussy, he thrusted his fingers in, making her gasp out loud as two of them entered her smoothly. “Oh my fucking god!” She moaned, and Keith could hear every word of it through the phone. Fuck, why was this so hot? She moved against his fingers as he thrusted into her over and over, letting her know who was boss as he played with her pussy.
Soon, he couldn’t take it just letting her enjoy herself without him. He adjusted his body against her, though she was so filled with lust that she hadn’t noticed. In just one second, he slipped his fingers out, and before she could complain about feeling empty, he thrusted his large dick deep into her folds. She practically screamed out loud at the sensation. It was too fucking much for her to handle. She felt beyond stretched, like her pussy was going to be sore for months after being attacked like this. He didn’t let her adjust herself, and merely held onto her waist as he exited her fully and thrusted into her completely again. Keith couldn’t believe this man could be so large, and wondered to himself if she would ever be satisfied with his own dick ever again. How could she be when she took in something that fucking huge?
He pounded her over and over again, and her body moved against him like this was everything she needed. So far, she had still been worried about what Keith would think, what he would say to her after they finally saw each other again, but now… it was like she couldn’t even remember she was married. All she could feel was this giant dick plowing her over and over again, destroying her insides as he claimed her as his own. She had no idea sex could feel like this… feel so good. She had never experienced something like this before, and knew at this very moment she was addicted. She could barely even muster a moan anymore, she just mewled over and over again, her body bent to get as much dick inside of her as possible.
The man was roughly grabbing her body and slamming into her, and he reached his hand around her to play with her clit. That was too much for her to handle. She came, her pussy squeezing and tightening around him over and over again as she moaned out loud, her juices flooding both of them as well as the motel’s bedsheets. Keith gasped when he saw it. It was clear she came from the amount of fluid that came out of her. How was this even possible? The man… that monster… was clearly giving her the time of her life, and he would never be able to compare to him ever again. He would never be able to fuck his own wife the same way again. Did he lose the love of his life by letting her do this? Did he let his dick do the talking and let her be completely attacked like this? But still… he couldn’t help it when he came into his hands, groaning her name over and over again as he did. His jizz hit the steering wheel, and he moaned as he hit his head against it, feeling the sensations of his balls tightening.
Stephanie could swear she heard her name being called out by Keith through the phone, but she didn’t pay attention to him...not when she was still being plowed like that by the hunk of a man behind her. It seemed even her squeezing him like that wasn’t enough for him, and he continued on, making her his. She was even more sensitive than before now, and she felt like she was on an orgasm high, and her pussy clenched uncontrollably as he destroyed her insides. It was finally his turn, and he groaned out loud as he thrusted the hardest thrusts so far, then flipped her onto her back as he came into her chest, his dick pulsing as spurt after spurt of cum came out of his dick and onto her black sequined dress. He ripped the dress off of her in frustration along with her bra, and rubbed his cum all over her tits, enjoying the way they bounced and got hard as he touched them. After he was satisfied, he got up from the bed, smirking at her.
She wasn’t able to say a word. She felt like she was floating on a cloud and completely ruined at the same time… and she laid there like a broken doll. He picked up the phone and stared at Keith before saying, “I’m done with your slut now, you can have her now.” He told Keith where they were and what room they were in, and disconnected the phone.
He asked her for her number, and she said it to him groggily and continued laying on the bed. He nodded, said goodbye, and slammed the door behind him, letting her husband take care of her after his unadulterated attack.
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It’s been a month since she met Lucas that night at the club, and she hadn’t stopped seeing him. The problem was, she hasn’t been able to really discuss it with Keith. Her heart would begin to pound every time she wanted to bring it up, to ask him why he even wanted her to have a relationship with another guy (they’d never discuss an open relationship before!), but she didn’t know what to say to him to sound like she wasn’t trying to guilt trip him or make him feel weird. That was another thing, it seemed like he was interested in what she was doing with Lucas when they met up at shady motels, but he never asked her what they were doing exactly, like he found it hard to communicate as well. Did he even want her to continue? The question was too hard to ask. And so she did… thinking that that was what he wanted her to do, that it was something that turned him on tremendously. If Keith simply told her one day to end things she would do it without any hesitation. The sex was great, but her love for Keith trumped anything else, and she knew that Lucas wasn’t a very good guy. She hated him somewhat for doing this to her. She wondered many times how many other women he just grabbed at the club and claimed as his own.
Keith, on the other hand, was having a difficult time as well. He couldn’t help but enjoy it, and had wondered over and over where this had come from, if he had always wanted to be cuckolded by a bigger and larger man. He was interested in knowing the details of what they were doing, but he couldn’t get himself to ask. He didn’t know if it would break his heart, or worse, make him feel so much pleasure he would get rock hard in front of Stephanie, and she would realize what a true creep he was. That was another thing. What if the sex was so good compared to their own that she just decided to leave him one day? Decide that his dick was too small and would never be able to satisfy her? What if she actually fell in love with Lucas for something more than that? That was another reason why he couldn’t ask, why he stared at her with worry as she walked back, smiling at him with a smile not meeting her eyes. He didn’t know what they talked about or if they even talked to each other during their meetings. What if they cuddled after just like they did in their relationship? It would shatter him into pieces.
He had considered telling her to just end things and for things to just go back to normal, but he was worried that she would resent him and realize that she actually needed Lucas to fuck her all the time. It was horrible.
They were lounging together on a Saturday afternoon with Stephanie wearing her usual pyjamas, a long black dress that flowed down her body and laced with little details. She didn’t bother to wear a bra at home, and was leaning against Keith’s body as she sighed, enjoying the show and the quiet of the house. They had finally finished cleaning, so they would have the rest of the weekend to just enjoy each other’s company, which is something she’s really needed recently. They were both startled by a knock on the door, and Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows, wondering if they had ordered some kind of delivery they forgot about. Keith looked at her, shrugged and got up. She followed him, though held a cushion against her chest to hide her nipples, making sure they weren’t visible for the person at the door.
Keith opened it to reveal Lucas, standing there grinning at them. “Lucas… um…” Keith said, feeling incredibly awkward.
Stephanie, now startled, walked forwards, looking at him. “Ah, Lucas. What are you doing here?” She asked, confused.
“I brought a friend.” He said. He moved aside to show a boy who looked almost exactly like him, a mini-me that was shorter with some acne on his face. He wasn’t nearly as big as Lucas muscle wise, and had many years to go to be as close to his brother. He could be described as scrawny at best.
The couple stared at him with confused looks, not sure what was going on at all. How had Lucas even gotten their address? “This is my little brother, Matt. Parents are out of town and I have plans this weekend. I need you to watch him.”
“I…” Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows again. “What? Can’t you ask someone else? This is really sudden, and I don’t really know anything about you.” Keith stared at her, then back at the brothers, nodding his agreement.
“I don’t have anyone else to help unfortunately.” Lucas said, showing a little bit of his life to them. The couple seemed to melt in front of him, feeling bad for rejecting someone that clearly needed help from them.
Keith pulled Stephanie into the room while saying, “One second.” When he made sure the brothers wouldn’t be able to hear them, he looked at her and said: “Just for a weekend, he doesn't’ seem too bad.”
“I…” She nodded, though was heavily disappointed by the fact that she had expected to be alone with Keith and remedy their own relationship somewhat. “Okay, I love that you’re such a good person.” He pulled her into an embrace, and she sniffed him, inhaling his scent before he let her go.
She followed him out to the door again, and they opened it to reveal almost identical twins, only different in their body shapes. “Okay, we can take care of him for the weekend. Anything we need to know?” He asked, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably.
“Nah. He’s just an annoying teenager. Treat him like he’s a fill in for me, treat him how you’d treat me and you’ll have fun. If he tells me you’ve treated him badly, I’ll stop fucking Stephanie, and I’m sure both of you don’t want that.” He winked, and the couple both flushed scarlet, realizing the teenager beside him knew their relation with him. “Besides, Matt would make your life a living hell, he’s quite the demon. Even I can’t control him sometimes. Alright, have fun you three!” He waved goodbye, and headed into his car, ignoring any of their responses as he did. He grinned to himself in the car before backing out.
Stephanie stared at the little Matt, who entered the house like he owned the place. “Where do I put my stuff?” He asked, like he was already bored. Keith cleared his throat and took him upstairs to the guest bedroom, and walked down a few minutes later to give him some private space. He looked at Stephanie with worry.
“Does he mean what I think he meant?” He gulped.
Stephanie shook her head. “That’s so wrong… there’s no way he wanted me to fuck his brother.”
Keith breathed out a sigh of relief. “Okay, I thought so, too. This relationship is fucked up, but I didn’t think it was that fucked up.”
She nodded, and hugged him again, needing the comfort of his body against hers. Matt came down a few minutes later, giving them an amused expression. “So, what are we doing? I’m already bored.”
Stephanie tried to put on her bravest smile. “We’re watching a movie right now, would you like to watch with us?” He rolled his eyes but went to the couch, sprawling across it as he stared at the screen. Stephanie and Keith tentatively followed, and sat across from him, both unable to pay attention to the screen.
They watched a few scenes in silence until Matt said, “You’ve got a great body.” He looked at Stephanie, his gaze piercing into her like he could see her naked. “I can see why my brother likes fucking you so much.”
She gasped. She had no idea a teenage kid would be talking to her like this today. Keith adjusted in his seat and said, “You shouldn’t talk to a lady like that.” He needed to protect her in this kind of situation as her husband. This was not okay.
Matt, “Like you’re one to talk. Your mind is pretty fucked up, huh? With such a cuck fetish… you like seeing your wife fucked by men who are better than you?” It immediately shut Keith down, and he looked at Stephanie, completely embarrassed. Throughout the movie, Matt continued to make lewd comments about her, to the point where it was difficult to even focus on what the actors were saying anymore. Matt braced himself in his seat, wanting to say something but completely unable to. It was at the 75% mark when Stephanie looked down and saw Matt’s boner straining against his pyjama pants. The shock was tremendous. It was one thing to let a jacked good looking man fuck her and be into that, but this arrogent kid shouldn’t have this effect on him. She couldn’t believe her husband was feeling this way… it was so peculiar. They surely had to talk about this, get to the bottom of his fetishes and see how she can help with that. She was more amused and intrigued by him than anything else.
When the movie finally ended, Matt stared at the two of them like he expected them to entertain him some more. The couple sighed in synchrony, realizing this weekend would probably be the two longest days of their lives. “We have a playstation in the basement with all kinds of games you can play. Feel free to play whatever you’d like all weekend.”
Matt nodded in appreciation, and stood up lazily. Stephanie followed him in order to turn the basement light on for him, and he slapped her ass on the way down, grinning at her like a complete pervert. He even had the audacity to wink at her like he had done nothing wrong. The action had stunned both of them, and Stephanie received a little thrill, something she tried to hide from Keith as he studied her. He knew her too much to not know that she was turned on already, and his cock pulsed in his pants in response.
She walked back to him, and laid on his body, sighing at the comfort that he always gave her. He started to stroke her hair, pushing it behind her head as she purred contently. “We need to talk.” She said, bracing for the conversation she had been wanting to have for weeks now. He nodded, agreeing with her.
“I think we do.” He replied. “What did you want to talk about exactly?”
“I… do you really want me to continue this with Lucas?” She asked, biting her lip, hesitant about the answer he would surely provide her.
He thought about it for a few seconds. “I want you to continue if you’re happy with him… and I can’t help but be turned on at the thought of it. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I guess I am a bit of a cuck.” He admitted.
She blushed, feeling embarrassed at the statement. “Okay…”
“But, I feel a little frightened.”
“Why?” She asked gently.
“Because I don’t want you to leave me for something better.” He admitted. His heart was pounding, and he felt like it was going to fall out of his chest. He loved her so damn much, and the thought of her wanting to leave him was killing him inside.
She started to laugh, unable to help herself. She turned back to look at him, forcing him to take his hand away from her hair. “Keith! I would never!” She said, still chuckling. “Lucas is a complete and utter prick. I hate him… though he does do pretty well in bed.” She blushed. “I love you with all of my heart, and I would never ever want to leave you.”
He sighed in enormous relief, and grabbed her against him again. “I’m so happy. I was so worried these past few weeks.” She laughed against his chest, loving that they had this chat.
“What are we going to do about the kid?” He finally asked. “It seems like he does actually plan on fucking you…”
She nodded, agreeing with him. “Do you really want me to?” She asked.
“I’m fine with it if you are.” He admitted at last. She was shocked for a second, and then nodded.
“Okay, then. We’ll see what he does.” She loved Keith but she wasn’t fond of fucking Matt for the whole weekend. “I’ll tease him and get your engine going, but that’s probably all I’m willing to do.”
He nodded. “Sounds good to me.” They laid there for a few more minutes, enjoying each other’s quiet company. When Stephanie finally felt better, she got up and headed to the backyard, trying to enjoy the rest of the summer before the weather worsened. Keith followed her, and poured them both some wine.
Matt emerged a few seconds later, eyeing the two of them as he leaned against the back entrance. “You have a shitty taste in games, dude.” He commented. “I’m already tired of them.” Keith merely ignored him. Matt looked Stephanie up and down, and said, “at least you don’t have a shitty taste in women.” He winked at her, and she only rolled her eyes and pressed down harder on Keith’s hand, which she was holding as she viewed the sunset.
“I want to swim in the pool.” Matt said when the two continued to ignore him.
“Sure, help yourself.” Stephanie said, trying to say as little to him as possible.
“Go put your smallest bikini on.” He winked, giving her a savage grin. “I want to see that sexy body of yours in its full glory.” She rolled her eyes again, though was a bit intrigued. This would be the best opportunity for her to tease Matt as well as her husband without actually doing anything sexually. “I’m also hungry… in more than one way.”
Keith nodded. “I’ll make you a sandwich or something.” He parted hands with Stephanie and walked back into the house, looking at the fridge to see what they had available. Stephanie gave him a little look as she headed upstairs to the bedroom, knowing Keith would be fine with anything she was comfortable with. She was going to give this punk kid a thrill, and she fingered through her bikinis, stopping on a set that she hadn’t worn in years because she was so embarrassed that it showed too much of her body. A pink polka dotted set that always got Keith going… the way it showed off her tits and ass wonderfully.
Matt took off his pants right in their backyard, and Keith looked out the kitchen window to see his dick, which was hung even more than his brother’s. How was that even possible? He wasn’t even hard yet! He almost dropped the plate he was holding in amazement. Matt looked back at him and said, “Are you enjoying the view?” Matt only pretended he wasn’t looking, and went back to preparing his sandwich. “I promise it’ll be in your wife tonight. I’m going to fuck her so hard she won’t even remember she’s married to you. And you’ll stand there and watch and enjoy every second of it like the cuck that you are.”
Matt couldn’t utter a single word, he couldn’t believe the kid had this much spunk in him. And truthfully… he would’ve loved to see all that happen tonight. It would all be up to Stephanie. He could feel his dick straining in his pants again at the thought of seeing the two of them go away at it. He watched as Matt put on his swimming trunks and walk to the pool, feeling the heated water under the evening light. A second later Stephanie came downstairs in her bikini, and Keith’s mouth practically dropped. She gave him a little grin as she sauntered towards him, her hips swaying from side to side and her tits bouncing a little against the thin fabric.
“How can you get hotter every single day? It’s so unfair.” He murmured. He placed his lips on hers, and she reciprocated immediately, loving his mouth against hers. Her thoughts were all over the place as she put it on. She didn’t know what to make of Keith making food for this kid and allowing him to come in and bark orders at them like he was the adult and they were the kids. It didn’t make any sense, though she couldn’t say she hated it that much herself. It was an interesting situation to say the least.
She parted from him and exited into the backyard, with Matt staring at her while standing in the middle of the pool. He wolf-whistled at her, and she blushed, though she was enjoying his attention somewhat. “What’s your cup-size, girl?”
She was somewhat amused by his cockiness, and answered. “I’m a D.”
“I can’t wait to feel them wrapped around my dick.”
“There’s no way in hell that is happening.” She crossed her arms, having enough of this kid. “I’m only doing this to excite my husband. Keith will make love to me while you jerk off in your own room to the sound of Keith fucking me.”
Matt only smiled, completely undeterred by her statement. “I’ve got something here that may change your mind.”
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Keith finally finished making the sandwich, though he considered spitting in it a few times to make himself feel better about this stupid kid. He exited and almost dropped the sandwich on the floor. He watched as Stephanie leaned against the edge of the pool with Matt in front of her, his eyes closed in concentration. He wasn’t sure what was happening at first, then realized - she was fucking him with her tits! It was completely ridiculous. Nothing made any sense. First, she had told him just a few moments ago that she wouldn’t be doing anything sexual with the kid. Second, he had asked her to fuck him with her breasts many times before, and she had always said no because she was very uncomfortable with it. How had this kid… this stupid teenage kid… get her to do it almost immediately?
All he could do was sit by one of the lounging chairs and passively watch as Stephanie tried her best to satisfy this kid as much as possible. He was barking orders at her unsurprisingly, telling her that the only reason why she was doing such a horrible job was because her pussy of her husband never understood how to dominate her properly. He insulted Keith over and over again, telling her how ridiculous it was a girl like her would marry a guy like him. What a passive little loser he was. Keith blushed, he couldn’t believe this kid was just insulting him like that, even though he knew he was sitting there and could hear every word.
She glared at him like she hated doing this, but looked like she was in a trance as she tried to fuck him as best as she could. He was still giving her instructions, and told her to create as much spit as possible. She complied, swirling her saliva in her mouth for a few seconds before spitting it on his dick. She looked down at it, clearly appreciating how fucking huge he was compared to her husband and Lucas, trying to concentrate on the task at hand but failing miserably. The saliva helped a lot and enabled her to move hard, faster, and he leaned against his hands as he moaned out loud. “Good girl.” He purred. “Your D-cupped titties feel so good wrapped around my dick like that.”
She grumbled, “fuck you, prick” but clearly looked like she was enjoying the compliment. Keith wanted to look away so badly, but couldn’t help but watch it unravel in front of him. His cock was very hard against his pants again, and he considered taking it out multiple times. The precum oozing out of him was so much it was showing against his pants, and he blushed, realizing just how fucked up he was feeling this way… watching a kid command his wife like this.
“Use your mouth.” Matt commanded, and she obeyed immediately. He was now thrusting into her tits in perfect rhythm to her movements, and he grabbed onto her hair, holding her in place as he fucked her over and over, not caring how uncomfortable she was. She opened her mouth and wrapped it around the head of his dick, and started to bob her head up and down in rhythm to the thrusting. Matt moaned loudly again, loving every second of this experience. Keith stared at them… seeing how fucking sexy it was to see her fuck someone with her tits. He had no idea why she wasn’t okay with this before. It looked so good… he wished he could experience it himself.
“I’m going to fucking cum in your slutty mouth.” Matt moaned as his thrust became even more insistent. Stephanie could only close her eyes and continue her movements, becoming even faster than before. Keith was rubbing his hand against his crotch now over his pants, unable to help but give himself some kind of pressure to feel better about this situation. Finally, Matt came, his balls pulsing and tensing as he cried out, cumming into Stephanie’s mouth as she tried to swallow as much as possible. It was too much for her though, and the cum dripped down her mouth and onto her tits and into the pool as she tensed in concentration. Matt finally let her go, and slumped down, grinning from ear to ear.
“Fuck that was good.” He commented, and looked back at Keith, finally showing he had seen him sitting there watching them. “Did you enjoy the view?”
Keith stopped rubbing his pants, and stared at the kid with a dark stare, unable to say anything more. Stephanie only walked up the ladder and out of the pool, his cum still on top of her tits as her body jiggled at her movements. Keith couldn’t help but wonder at the size difference between the two of them, the contrast between this mature older woman who owned her body against a sly scrawny kid with acne and clearly no girls his own age to harass. It didn’t make any sense why they would be together, and it made it even better knowing this. Matt watched as she stepped out the pool as well, enjoying every movement of her ass as she stepped out. “I’m sorry you had to see that Keith.” She said quietly, almost nervous about his response.
He only shook his head. “I gave you permission. It’s okay.” He wanted to put his arms around her, but didn’t want to feel another man’s cum on her. It was still too uncomfortable for him.
Matt was enjoying the conversation of the two clearly uncomfortable adults, but interrupted them to say, “Did you think we were done here, Stephanie?”
Stephanie turned back to him, still sitting at the edge of the pool. “You already came.”
“I’m 18, I can cum over and over again and still have more left over for you.” His grin became almost feral. “You have quite a ride ahead of you this weekend if you thought that would be enough for me.” His cock was already clearly growing in front of them, and it pulsed at them like it agreed with what its owner was saying.
Matt stood up and put his hands on his hips, letting the two of them check out his erection as it practically sprung up in front of him. It was still covered in gooey cum, and his head was throbbing and veiny, eager to fuck a woman and make her his. He curled his index finger, telling Stephanie to come towards him. She glanced at Keith nervously and complied, walking towards the boy as she gulped.
Matt pushed her onto one of the chairs, the one right beside Keith’s, and put his mouth on her’s. She tried to push him away but remembered what Keith said about it being okay and loosened her body, letting Matt press his body against hers even harder. His dick was aligned right against the thin fabric of her bikini, and she moaned out loud into his mouth, loving the sensation of something so hard against her, eager to pound her. She was already so fucking wet for being treated like that, treated like a whore with him pounding into her mouth like that in the pool, and she was already so ready for him to enter her. She would’ve never admitted that though. “You taste so sweet and delicious.” Matt commented as he parted from her. He began to suck and nibble at her neck, biting like he didn’t care how much it hurt her. She could only squirm underneath him while keeping her eyes closed so she couldn’t see Keith’s expression as he watched them.
Matt moved down to her tits, and stared at it like he was starving before putting it in his mouth. He pressed his teeth against her nipple, and pulled hard and let go, letting it jiggle back into place. She groaned out loud, having never felt this kind of pain on her nipples before. They were so fucking sensitive, especially after the titjob, and the pain he was giving her translated directly into pleasure… and she didn’t know if she could take it if he kept doing that.
He did the same to her other breast, playing with it like a kid with a new toy. He made lewd comments over and over, telling her she was a fucking slut and had such a gorgeous mature body, a MILF waiting to be fully ravaged. She shook her head, still refusing to admit she was liking any of this. Matt only smirked, and actually looked at Keith, who was rubbing against his pants again. “You think I should check how wet she is, cuck?” He asked him.
Keith was shocked. He couldn’t believe Matt was planning on fucking his wife right in front of him… let alone acknowledge he was there watching the two of them. He only nodded, unable to do anything else. He did want to know as well, though he was a little scared to find out. Matt immediately placed his hands underneath her bikini, and hissed out loud. He pulled his hands out to show Keith, and Keith couldn’t breathe at what he saw. Matt’s hand was almost completely covered in her wetness, and the gooey fluid dripped down his fingers and onto his palm, exposing her for what a slut she truly was. Stephanie only closed her eyes from complete embarrassment. “You may lie to me… but your body doesn’t lie, slut.” Matt said.
He pulled her panties off, exposing her shaved cunt, which Lucas had commanded her to do after he fucked her the first time. She looked like a contrast between a whore and innocent, and Matt was loving her body more than he loved any other woman’s. “You’re fucking gorgeous.” He said. “You’re deserving of the dick I’m going to give you.” He pressed two of his fingers against her cunt again, and pressed into it, stretching her hole out. “You’re so tight…” He commented. “My brother must have a pretty small dick as well.”
She shook her head in response, but he only pressed his fingers in further. Slowly, he began to finger fuck her, and could feel ever pulse against his hands from her incredibly swollen pussy. It felt like she was going to cum immediately from the pleasure, and she started to moan underneath him, trying hard to not make any sounds because of Keith’s presence, but unable to stop herself. Soon, she couldn’t remember him being there anymore, and could only feel Matt’s teenage fingers as he entered and exited over and over and over. It was torture. He started to move his thumb against her clit as well, feeling the swollen nub underneath him as he grinned out at her extreme lust.
When she was close, so close that she was about to cum… he stopped. She cried out, completely bewildered by why he stopped his movements. “Why…” She said, clearly very frustrated. She could barely get any words out. He didn’t reply, only begin his assault on her body again, pushing in and out, in and out with his fingers. She was close again… and again, he stopped. She wanted to kill his fucking kid for doing this to her. She was about to say so when he turned to Keith.
“Tell me you want me to fuck your wife and give her the pleasure she deserves.” There was a wicked gleam in his eyes.
Keith nodded, and Stephanie realized he was stroking himself, his dick glistening with the precum that had cum out of him. It made her even hornier to see her husband in that state, and she grinded against Matt’s fingers, needing any sort of friction she could get. Matt, at Keith’s nod, adjusted his cock against Stephanie’s entrance and entered her in one smooth motion. Stephanie screamed out loud, loud enough for all their neighbors to hear as she felt the enormous cock stretch out her insides. Tears ran down her eyes and Matt had no sense of wanting to go easy on her. He started to pound her, over and over again, fuck her so hard it felt like he was hitting her stomach with every stroke. He had the energy of a teenager, that much was obvious. She couldn’t help herself with him edging her earlier. She came almost immediately with his cock hitting her clit with every stroke. Her mind came to a halt as she screamed out loud over and over again, her pussy clenching so hard against Matt’s dick that it felt like she was trying to push him out.
After she came down from the high, she realized it was a mistake. She felt ten times more sensitive than before with cumming, and he wouldn’t stop pounding her until he came himself. She couldn’t think, couldn’t remember her name or what she was doing there. Her sole attention was on this kid’s dick and it alone. He thrusted, over and over again until he came inside of her, his cum coating her insides and he came a second time. She couldn’t stop herself, she cried out his name as she came a second time as well, clenching on his dick like she never wanted him to stop.
Keith couldn’t believe what he was seeing in front of him, and he felt more horny than he ever did in his entire life. It was so fucking hot he couldn’t believe it. At the sight of the two cumming in front of him, he came as well, his dick pulsing as it came all over the seat, creating sticky goo he would have to clean the next day in the morning.
He groaned out loud, and watched as the two of them slumped in unison. This was going to be a crazy fucking weekend.