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This story is based on true events, names and situations changed for anonymity. All characters involved in sexual activity are over the age of 18.
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Our lives together were as normal as any other married couple, with 2 young kids, me working and Lisa attending college. Lisa’s take on it, not so much.
She was a 24 year old mother of 2 young kids attending college. She was definitely the odd one out. The other people that were in her classes were all young, 18 to 19, while she was older. Oh, and none of them had kids, so their lives revolved around partying. Typical college kids, nothing wrong with it, but Lisa couldn’t relate, she had kids to take care of.
I worked crazy hours, sometimes 7 days a week, to make ends meet. We had just bought our first home, a cute little garden style new construction in a new subdivision, at the end of the cul de sac. Nice place, a lot of construction going on so maybe a bit noisy at times, but it was home.
The next semester rolls around, and Lisa meets McKenzie, Kenzie for short. McKenzie is 20 years old, 5 foot 7 inches tall, weighed maybe 130 lbs soaking wet. She had dirty blonde hair a little past her shoulders, not enough ass to hold her pants up, and mosquito bites for breasts. She was absolutely gorgeous though, a face made for a magazine, like a teen makeup add. She didn’t look 20, but she was.
Kenzie was a cheerleader at her high school. She graduated at the top of her class, valedictorian, cheer captain, the popular girl. Lisa wasn’t, and she didn’t want to be, she didn’t have time for that shit she would always say.
Lisa was already at home, kids playing in their room, when I got home from work. I could smell spaghetti as soon as I walked in the door, man could she cook!
“Hey babe. Smells good in here!”
“Hey. It’s ready, just waiting on you to get here so we can eat, I’m starving! Kids come eat!”
Normal dinner, same as any other night, how was your day, how was class, did you guys have fun at grandmas today. We’re a regular suburban family in the south.
“So, I met someone today that seems to be hell bent on being my study buddy,” Lisa says as she takes a drink of tea.
“Oh yeah, someone you can relate to? That would be awesome babe!”
“Not exactly. That’s why I’m not so sure I can be her friend, we are polar opposite people.”
“Oh, well that sucks. I thought you finally met a friend. Ours kinda suck, they only come around when they want me to take them fishing, or ask us to watch their kids. Woulda been nice to have a new friend that won’t try to use us.”
“No, I don’t think you quite understand yet. Let’s talk a little more after dinner but I really like her. She is so care free, like we used to be, but anyway let’s chat after we eat.”
We finished dinner like normal. I clean, she cooks, just kinda the way it’s always been. I finish loading and starting the dishwasher, make coffee for the next morning, and head for the shower. The kids are tucked in, so Lisa joins me.
“So tell me more about this study buddy. Hey, hand me the soap please?”
“Here. Yeah, she’s different, I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something about her that really intrigues me. We’ll see tomorrow I guess, she may forget she even spoke to me today.”
“What did she say?”
“Well she told me all about her. Where she graduated, how she was cheer captain, valedictorian, like she’s the perfect all american girl. But she doesn’t look like it.”
“Yep. Polar opposite indeed!”
“Thanks, asshole. Anyway, she literally has no ass, like her back just connects to her legs. I feel sorry for her, actually, but anyway. The front isn’t any better, B cup probably, C if she stuffs.”
“Uh, ok..”
“I’m not checking her out! Hand me the conditioner please?”
“Really? Cause it sounds like you were. Here. Let me rinse and I’ll get out of your way.”
“But, there is just something about her, I just can’t stop thinking about her now.”
“Oooooo!” In a childish voice, like you’re in trouble.
“What was that for?”
“You like her, dontcha?”
“Oh, shut up. God, you’re 12 sometimes!”
“Pedo!”
Lisa and I had a relationship where we could joke with each other and not get butthurt by it. She was perfect for me. I was perfect for her it seemed, though nobody on earth could have ever predicted this.
Lisa was so sexy. She was 5 foot 7 inches tall, 175 lbs, thick as a biscuit! She had DD boobs, long brown hair, and a face that could cure cancer. So fucking hot. She put on some weight after the kids, but it was in all the right places. Tits and ass. That ass was something out of a magazine, bubble butt, the kind you just want to bury your face in.
I wasn’t. I was 6 foot 3 inches tall, 210 lbs, I started shaving my head because my hair hated me and decided it was time to start thinning out at 25. I have big dumbo ears, like too much of a breeze and they flap, and I’m not the best looking of guys. I was self conscious about it, but what could I do about it? Yep, ankara escort nothing. Still she was attracted to me, hell she married me!
“So you gonna make a move on her tomorrow?” I asked, toweling dry from my shower.
“Fuck you Randy!” She said playfully, as she tossed a handful of water over the shower door.
“No, fuck you!” I replied devilishly, dumping my glass of iced tea over the same shower door on her head, after she just rinsed the conditioner out.
“You asshole! Now I have to wash it again!”
“Aww baby. I’m sorry, here, let me do it for you!” As I hopped back in to wash my sexy wife.
I lathered some soap up on her body, running it over her, from her neck down her gravity defying tits, down her belly to her mound. I stopped to pay a little extra attention there, my cock now rock hard, but hidden from her sight by me bent down. I lifted her leg, her foot on my thigh, as I lathered her leg and worked down to her foot. She raised it for me to wash it, then set it back down.
“You’re enjoying this way too much! I’m pissed, remember?” She joked.
“You ain’t stopping me either, are you?” I fired back.
“Missed a spot,” she said, turning around and pushing her bubble butt toward me. She knew I was obsessed with her ass and she used it to get what she wanted a lot.
“Oh, did I now? Can’t have that, let me clean this baby up real nice!”
The water was running over her back, down her ass, and falling off her cheeks onto the shower floor, never touching her legs, that ass stuck out too far. I lathered it up, massaged it everywhere, and allowed it to rinse the soap off.
As she began to bend up, I held her hips, not allowing her to move. I spread her cheeks apart and flicked my tongue across her freshly cleaned flower.
“Mmmm you’re supposed to be cleaning, not messing!”
“I am. Missed a spot.”
“I bet you did. Well, clean it good baby!”
I ate her ass wildly, like a southerner eats watermelon. She wiggled and spread her legs a little, I knew she was about to rub herself. She did, rubbing her bean while I ate her ass, frigging herself to climax as the water cascaded down our bodies.
As her orgasm hit, she held her breath, biting her lip, trying not to scream like she desperately wanted to. She didn’t want the kids to hear her get off. Probably a good idea, it would’ve woke them up, and our future plans would’ve been foiled by kids in the bed.
I slowed my assault, now just lightly kissing her cheeks, as she came down gently. Mission accomplished, she came and didn’t scream. Now, onto the next mission, really wash the tea out of her hair before the hot water runs out. That took a few minutes, her hair was really thick, but I managed to get it rinsed out before the water temperature began to fall.
We got out, dried off, and went to bed. We are still young ish, so still horny most of the time. I’m so glad her sex drive didn’t disappear when the ring went on her finger. We fucked almost every night except during shark week.
As we make love tonight though, she whispers sweet nothings into my ear.
“I want to fuck Kenzie baby. I want to finger her little 20 year old pussy, stick my tongue in her cunt, make her cum on my face,” she whispers.
“Oh you do huh? What’s stopping you then?”
“Nothing. I’m going to take her to the bathroom tomorrow and lick her sweet slit baby!” She whispers, me fucking her fast now.
“You nasty girl! Licking a teenager’s pussy in a public bathroom stall. She holds your head and grinds her fresh pussy into your face, smearing your makeup, cumming in your mouth,” I whisper, fucking her hard now.
“Oh fuck!” She whispers with a little squeak, as she cums hard for me. She must have really been turned on, she never cums this fast, especially with me on top.
“Ooooh baby you like that huh? Kenzie’s cum all over your slutty face, hot little cheerleader cum. Lick it up baby, taste it, bet you’ll be her first girl. You pop that little girl’s tongue cherry you nasty slut!”
She shudders and can’t hold it in, she grabs the other pillow and pushes it to her face, muffling her scream as she cums like a teenager again, squeezing my cock with her walls, flooding the sheets as she gushes.
“Oh fuck baby, I’m gonna cum soon. It’s coming!” I whispered.
“Fuck my slutty cunt. Fuck me while I have Kenzie’s pussy on my face. Shes fucking my face baby, grinding her clit into my face while you pound my little pussy!” She whispers, pillow gone now.
Goodbye self control. I shoot load after load into her hungry hole, burying my head into her shoulder to muffle my moans, her pussy still gripping my cock like a sleeve.
I finally come down and roll beside her, both of us lying there, breathless and spent, some of the best sex we’ve had in years.
“Where did that come from?” I whispered.
“I want to fuck her. That’s why I can’t stop thinking about her. I don’t know why, I can’t explain it. But one thing I do know, I want to eat her pussy so bad baby!”
“Wow, escort ankara this girl really has you all messed up huh?”
“Yeah, she does. I didn’t realize it until now, but I wondered why I was so horny driving home after class. That’s why, Kenzie is my crack. I have to taste her.”
“So taste her then baby! Do it! Maybe not in the bathroom, that might get you in some trouble, but have her come over here to study or something and get her naked. Then devour her cunt!” I encouraged, realizing I was getting worked up again.
“You sure? Isn’t that basically me cheating on you?”
“Really? Like this hasn’t happened before?” I said sarcastically.
“That was your sister, that’s different.”
Lisa and my sister had a wild summer a few years back when we lived with mom, right after we got married. They fucked almost daily for months. She finally told me, and I wasn’t mad, hell they were the same age and Lisa is seriously irresistible.
“And did I get mad?”
“Again, different.”
“No, not at all really. You had sex with another girl. Who cares who she was? As sick as it sounded then, and still does, it turned me on to think about you with another girl.”
“Ok, let’s see how tomorrow goes then. Get some sleep, love you,” as she leaned to kiss me.
During my lunch break, I always text her to see how her day is. Not like a stalker, overprotective, jealous dickhead husband, but like really interested in her day. I was madly in love with her, I was enthralled. I wanted her to feel special, loved, desired. Plus I sure as hell didn’t want to spend my free time talking to these folks at work, I talk to them enough.
Today, I was particularly interested in her day, knowing her panties were probably soaking wet thinking about Kenzie, a girl who I’d never met, that was the object of my wife’s desire at this moment.
“Nothing yet, we’re still in class for another 25 minutes.”
“Well, shit, lunch will be over in 20.”
“Guess you’ll have to wait until tonight then huh?”
“Shit…this will be the longest 6 hours in history!”
“Gotta go, love you!”
“Love you!”
The next 6 hours were painful. What if she was eating her pussy right now? Sprawled out on my couch, bony ass in the fabric, her juices flowing down Lisa’s chin onto the carpet. Her smell filling the room, Lisa fucking herself with her vibrator while she eats Kenzie’s pussy.
It was too much, agonizing, looking at my watch every 20 minutes but it’s only been 5. My cock reacted to my thoughts several times. Good thing I had a desk job, that would be a little awkward.
Finally, 6:00. Time to go. I leave work like a race car driver, going as fast as I can without going to jail, racing home to listen to my wife tell me about her lesbian affair with this young college student who I still haven’t met, but have a mental image of, right or wrong.
“Hey babe! I’m home!”
“In here!” I heard her say as she laughed from the kitchen.
“Hey you!” She says as she kisses me.
“Hey yourself! Who is this lovely young lady?” I asked, knowing good and damn well it was Kenzie.
“McKenzie, this is Randy, my husband. Randy, McKenzie.” Lisa introduced.
“Hi McKenzie, nice to meet you.” As I shook her hand.
“Wow you were right Lisa. Quit being all prim and proper, and it’s Kenzie.” She returned.
She had a way with words. Lisa was right, she was intoxicating, her perfume, soap, shampoo, whatever that smell was, it was purely narcotic, addicting. Did her skin smell like this? Did her pussy, tits, ass, any of that smell the same?
“Where are the kids?” I asked.
“They’re spending the night with mom, they wanted to stay and she said it was OK, so I didn’t go get them.”
“Ah, ok cool!”
Friday night, no work or class the next morning, cold beer in the fridge and new bottles of liquor on the counter. She hasn’t made her move yet, she’s gonna do that tonight! I ran to grab a shower, Lisa picked up some Domino’s pizza, and said she would heat me up a few slices while I showered.
That was the fastest shower I had ever taken. I’m not 100% sure I even washed everything, but I washed what mattered. Cock and balls, hair, face, chest. I got out, put on my Wrangler jeans and cowboy boots, a faded Aerosmith T-shirt, and my old faded Cat hat. I glanced in the mirror real quick, shit, forgot deodorant. Smear some on, splash on some smell good just for shits and grins, and walk out like this is the way I always am.
“Damn, have to take care of something in there? Took you forever, pizza is damn near cold again!” Kenzie said sarcastically, liquor glass in hand, she was already buzzed.
“Yeah. Had to take care of washing that stench off from work. Place stinks!” I retort, taken back by her brash comments having just met me.
“Here, it isn’t cold, she’s dumb.”
As I bend down to kiss Lisa, she catches the scent of my smell good. She looked into my eyes, knowing, as she kissed me and I pulled back a little.
“What?” I asked.
“You know ankara escort bayan what. Look at you, all sexy and shit, those jeans and hat you know I can’t resist, and that smell, fuck I am so horny right now!” She whispered low enough Kenzie couldn’t hear.
Kenzie hopped over, nosed her way under my right arm to get between us, whispering “secrets? I like secrets. What are we telling?” She whispered.
“Girl go on somewhere, we weren’t telling secrets. He knows those jeans and that hat drives me wild. And his smell good is the icing on the cake!” Lisa popped off, looking at me the whole time, shock flashing across my face.
“What, it’s the truth baby! You know you make my kitty wet when you’re like that!”
“Damn girl, you got yourself a real man!” Kenzie popped off, slapping me across the ass.
“Damn did you paint those jeans on?” Kenzie asked, now intently staring at my ass.
“Uh…ok. I’m gonna go sit down and eat now.” I said, trailing off as if I were creeped out. Quite the contrary really, I needed to sit down before my cock betrayed me and got hard.
“Shit, I didn’t grab a beer. Will you hand me one love?” I asked, talking to Lisa.
“Sure baby!” Kenzie popped off, skipping to the fridge to grab me a beer.
“Fuck she is so hot!” Lisa mouthed to me.
“So hot!” I mouthed back.
I didn’t pay attention, Kenzie had turned around and was bouncing back toward me when I mouthed to Lisa.
“What’s so hot, your pizza? Here, this should put out the fire!” As she opened the beer, twisting the top off with her forearm, like a man would. She took a swig and handed it to me.
“Enjoy that?” I said, faking like I had hot pizza in my mouth, covering it with my hand.
“Oh stop the charade, I know you don’t have any pizza in your mouth. The slices are still whole. I know what you meant, I’m not blind you know!” Kenzie said, damn she was sassy.
Kenzie turned to face Lisa and kept talking. “This little momma is so hot! I know that’s what you meant, I mean, fuck look at her!” She said, walking toward Lisa.
“I just wanna eat her up!” Kenzie laughed, kissing Lisa on the lips. Quick little peck, not a lasting kiss.
“Oh stop, I’m not hot, I’m fat!” Lisa defended.
“Girl, you say that again and I’m gonna slap the shit outta you! You are NOT fat, you are thick baby, thick in all the right places!” Kenzie fired back, patting Lisa’s short covered ass.
“Oh.” In surprise. “Well, thanks, I think?”
“Oh don’t think baby, let me show you!” Kenzie cooed in Lisa’s ear, softly but loud enough I could hear.
Kenzie stepped behind Lisa, her eyes locked on me, as she reached around and grabbed Lisa’s boobs, massaging them through her shirt and bra.
“Oh shit!” Lisa said, shocked but so turned on.
“Yep, what else though? I mean, I’m a boob guy, sure, but MY weakness is that hot little bubble ass back there” I returned.
“Oh, this?” As Kenzie spun Lisa around, reaching around as she grabbed Lisa’s ass.
“Yep, that!” I said, licking my lips.
Kenzie leaned in to Lisa, their eyes now locked on each other, and softly kissed her. This time, no peck. She softly kissed her lips, working a slow french kiss, sticking a small part of her tongue in Lisa’s mouth.
“Now this I could get used to!” I smarted off.
“No sir, this isn’t show and tell. You gotta earn it if you want some of this!” Kenzie popped off.
Lisa turned back to face me, shock mixed with lust on her face, as she collected herself a little.
“Yeah big boy, come work for it!” Lisa played along.
“Atta girl. Now, you’ve worked for it, so come get it!” Kenzie said, turning Lisa’s head back around as she starts making out with my wife, in our kitchen.
Their hands explore each other, feeling, squeezing, teasing, as their tongues dance with one another. Lisa finally takes charge, I wondered when she would, and picked Kenzie up. She carried this little minx to the couch and laid her down, Kenzie’s legs instinctively wrapped around Lisa.
They continue making out, intense now, as Lisa kisses down Kenzie’s neck.
“Fuck me!” Kenzie cried as Lisa bit her neck.
She needed no convincing, Lisa grabbed her shirt tail and lifted it over her head. Yep, B cups, not much to work with but better than a dude! Lisa tossed her shirt on the floor, maintaining her kissing, working toward her little tits.
In one smooth motion, Kenzie slipped her bra over her head, exposing the most perky, tart little nipples I’ve ever seen. They looked so much better bare, before I knew what I was doing, I was reaching out to touch one.
“Nope, not for you. Not without Kevin here!” Kenzie said as she slapped my hand back.
That startled me back to earth where I belonged, Lisa and I never discussed this, it might get me in trouble.
“Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
“I do. Tits, duh! You’ll be touching them soon enough mister, but this weekend is for this hot momma right here!” Kenzie said as she turned back to Lisa, who was now enthralled with the bite size titties she was working on.
“Mmmm that feels so good!” Kenzie moaned as Lisa swirled her nipple with her tongue.
“You could always play with yourself you know.” Lisa muttered from Kenzie’s chest.
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