("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Teens These Days by My Wife Deanna (mywifedeanna@yahoo.com) *** My wife and I get a little too involved in the lives of our teen son's friend. (MF/MF-teens, cheat) *** My wife Julia and I are in our late 30s. We have two kids, our son is 17 and in 11th grade, and our daughter is 12. My son has a lot of friends, and is a good looking kid, so a lot of his friends are cute girls from his school. With all that attention, I figured he was active, but I had given him the talk year before, and I knew he'd be careful. We always have their get-togethers in our basement - it's all decked out for entertaining, pool table, ping pong, mini-kitchen, home theater. For the most part, we leave them alone - it's usually a small group, 6 or 8 kids, and we'd rather have them here than running around town doing god knows what. On the night this all happened, it was just my son John and his friend Brandon, and their girlfriends. I say girlfriends, but I have no idea if they are steady, or if they even use that kind of terminology anymore. I see a lot of girls with them, so I don't know unless they say. I found out later they weren't girlfriends, just friends. Anyway, they had come over to hang out, like on most weekends, and my wife and I went to bed. At about 1:00 AM, I woke up to some vague sounds. I'm a pretty light sleeper, but my wife wouldn't wake up if the house exploded. I grabbed some pajamas and walked around the house checking the doors, then realized the sound was downstairs. I went downstairs and immediately to my son's bedroom - he was there, asleep, so I walked down the hall to the entertainment room. As I rounded the corner, all I could see was the top half of a nude, perfectly formed girl bouncing up and down on the couch. Well, she was bouncing up and down on my son's friend Brandon. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning softly. I opened my mouth to interrupt, but when you see that sight in front of you, you shut up and watch. I did. They weren't strangers to sex, they were both very in tune, and knew what they were doing. I crept closer, and was able to see his hands on her hips, helping her move up and down on him. I watched for about 5 minutes, finally freeing my hard cock from the pajamas through the fly, gently stroking it while I watched her breasts bounce up and down. She was probably a large B cup or small C, great perfectly even breasts, and from what I could tell, a tight body. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw me, and gasped. I don't think Brandon could tell the difference between that and her normal sighs, and she leaned down and whispered in his ear. He glanced back and smiled. I was dumbfounded. If I was caught doing that when I was 17, I'd freak out, jump up, make excuses. I think they're too experienced these days. What he did instead was to get up, sporting a respectable sized hard on, and put his girlfriend on all fours on my couch. Her ass was perfect, and I stared as he slid into her from behind. He pounded her relentlessly, a complete show for my benefit, and she looked at me with her mouth open, moaning. I think they watched too many porno movies, but I wasn't complaining. I believe what happened next was because they weren't dating. He whispered something to her and she motioned me over. In a daze I walked over, hard as a rock and she reached up and encircled my cock with her fingers, slowly stroking me. I can't begin to tell you how hot it was. Young, hot, tight, beautiful girl looking up at me as she strokes me. "You're big," she said softly as Brandon pumped her from behind. "It's because of you" I told her truthfully. "You look like John, just a little older," she smiled. She looked at my cock, "And a little bigger tpoo," she added. Evidently, she had been with John before, too. Brandon was grunting behind her, and groaned as he filled his condom with cum from nailing this hottie. He pulled back out of her and asked me where the towels were, and I absentmindedly told him they were upstairs in the hall closet. He smiled and went upstairs, still nude. She was still on all fours on the couch, and she said simply, "You can have me." I would like to say that I resisted for a moment, but I didn't. I got behind her and slid easily inside her, and put my hands on her smooth hips. It took me roughly 3 minutes to lose it, and explode inside of her with no condom. She turned over on her back and grabbed my head, forcing it down to her pussy. "Do it" she said, a little roughly, and I ate her out for about 10 minutes until she came on my mouth. When she finished, we sat for a minute, recovering. "Fuck, that was good!" she said. "Did you enjoy it?" I laughed. "Yes, you're amazing!" I said. "Good," she said, "cause I need a little more if you can handle it." She straddled me, her perfect breasts in my face, and I sucked her nipples as she ground up against me, causing me to get hard long before I normally could. As soon as it stiffened, she grabbed it and pushed me inside her, and I realized I was in the same position that she was in with Brandon when we started. Brandon? Where the hell was he? I asked her, she just smiled and asked "What, am I not enough for you, you're thinking about something else?" It was a good point, so for the next half hour or so I was content with the little hottie riding my cock. She came first this time, and I could feel her young cunt tighten up as she moaned out her orgasm, teeth clenched and toes curled. She suddenly got up off me and grabbed her clothes. "What? I need to get off?" I asked her, my cock hard and wet from her. "You better go upstairs," she said, grinning, "cause I know Brandon has a thing for your wife, and trust me, he's hard to resist." I must have looked confused for a minute. Fully dressed, she came over and sat next to me, whispering in my ear. "He told me to keep you down here for an hour, and to leave you hard when I finished. I think you better go upstairs." She gave me a kiss and I pulled up my pajama bottoms and went upstairs as quick as I could without noise. When I got to the top of the stairs, Brandon was on his way down. Still nude, his cock was wilting and wet, and he gave me a big smile. I looked at him, questioningly. "You have to pay to play," he said as he passed me. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. "You wanted Sarah down there, and you got her, but there's always a price," he said. I glanced up the stairs towards my bedroom. "And if she tells you she didn't know it was me, ask her why she said my name when she was cumming," he said with a smile. I ran up the rest of the stairs as he went down. My bedroom smelled like sex, and my wife was sprawled out on top of the covers, nude. She had splatters of cum on her tummy and streaks on her breasts and chin. She saw me come in and tried to cover up. "I'm sorry, I-I..." she stammered. I let her off the hook quick. "I was with his girlfriend the whole time," I said. She looked shocked, then a little pissed, then relieved. I laid on the bed next to her and she rolled over to me, her cum-smeared belly against me. "I can't believe that happened," she said. "I was asleep, and then I had a mouth on my cunt, and all I wanted was some hard cock, and then a nice hard cock slid into me, and I didn't care about anything except getting fucked. I really thought it was you until I finally opened my eyes, and then I was so close to cumming that I couldn't stop it." "Then what happened?" I said, rolling her over and rubbing my cock through the cum on her belly, then sliding it into her unprotected pussy. "I came for him," she said as she moaned while I penetrated her used cunt. "He lasted for fucking ever," she added as I started to pump her loose, warm pussy, "and it was so fucking good." She knew that would kill me, and it did. I had to stop so I wouldn't cum. I waited a minute, then started again. "Then what?" I asked. "Oh, you think there's more?" she asked. I smoothly slid in and out of her, slowing a little bit. "Yes, I can see the cum on your chin," I said. She laughed. "Oh, that!" she almost blushed. "Yes, that!" I said. "After I came the first time, he pulled out and put it in my mouth," she said. "He said after that he's never been blown like that, I guess his little girlfriends need practice, because he was unloading after about 4 minutes." "Fuck!" I groaned as I strained not to cum. "Then he pulled out and his first shot was on my chin, then I took it back in my mouth and swallowed." I stopped again. She brought her mouth up to my ear and whispered, "And then I wanted him again so I sucked him back to hardness and demanded that he fuck me. And he did, and it was so good, baby." I came hard at that, spraying her inside. *** The next weekend, my son went with his grandparents to an amusement park, and I was surprised to see Brandon at my front door on Friday night. I opened the door. "Hey, Brandon, what's up?" I asked. "I was hoping to hang out here tonight with you and your wife," he said boldly. I looked around. "What, no girlfriend?" I asked. "Dude, you got more than your money's worth last week," he said, and he was right. "Come in," I said, and he walked in. He saw my wife in the kitchen, took her hand, led her to the bedroom, and was there until Sunday morning. For the next year, Brandon had my wife more than I did, and none of us minded. When he finally left for college, I got her back, although she visited him twice a semester. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 56