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Stolen Sex
by Candy (candy_alpharetta@lycos.com)
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Husband and wife have mediocre sex, until one fateful
day when the neighbor boy is found drunk and passed out
in their carport. (MF/F-teen, nc, rp, alcohol)
***
My husband and I live in a 1950s subdivision where the
lots are postage stamp size and you can almost reach
out of your bedroom window and touch your neighbor's
house. We live in a nice expanded cape with 3 bedrooms,
1 bath, kitchen and living room. While small, we enjoy
it there and have a good relationship with our
neighbors.
One Saturday evening we put our little ones to bed and
broke out a bottle of champagne to have a little party
for two. I don't know what it is about champagne, maybe
its the bubbles, but when I drink it with Evan I
usually get tipsy within 2 glasses.
We lit some candles in our bedroom and were beginning
to get 'friendly' with one another. I was looking
forward to our special time alone, even if I knew how
abruptly it would end.
I love sex with my husband Evan, but I am often
disappointed when he cums within a couple of minutes
after entering me. He says I should take it as a
compliment, that my love box feels so good and is so
perfectly fit to him. Of course I do, but its tough to
feel that way when he rolls over, sleepy and satisfied
and I'm just getting warmed-up.
We've talked about this little problem and he
understands, so he tries to bring me close to climax
before he inters me. Sometimes I get a little tongue
action, sometimes a little digital manipulation. What I
love the most is the sliding of my trusty vibrator in
and out while Evan bites my nipples; especially the
left one.
On this particular Saturday, even with all the
wonderful foreplay (I got the works) Evan finished the
race before I did and collapsed on his pillow. I didn't
complain, it was wonderful sex, but I wished I was
collapsing on my pillow too. We lay there 10 to 15
minutes when the dog started barking. Evan was
determined to ignore it, but I insisted that he get up
and check to see what was going on outside.
He went to the window. "Gretchen is barking toward the
carport, but I can't see what she's barking at. I'll go
downstairs and peek out the kitchen door," he said.
Evan went downstairs to check outside and I went to the
bathroom to clean-up a bit. After a moment, Evan, in a
loud whisper so as to not wake the kids, called
upstairs, "Honey you gotta see this."
"What is it?" I whispered back.
"It's Ray. He's laying out cold on the car port floor!"
Evan reported.
Ray is the 17 year old neighbor kid. It wasn't unusual
for Ray to be drunk and out cold, but it was unusual to
find him in our car port. To compound the problem it
had rained earlier that night so he would also be lying
in a big puddle of water. "What do we do?" Evan asked.
"I guess we call his mother. She can come over and get
him out of the water at least," was the best thing I
could think of. Evan was usually irritated by this sort
of 'adolescent nonsense', as he called it, so I
expected him to tell me to call. But to my surprise he
said, "Maybe we should bring him in and clean him up
before we do."
"Um, okay." I replied, wondering why he wanted to do
that.
Evan went outside and tried to wake Ray so that he
could him get into the house under his own power, but
he wasn't successful. Ray was really out of it and he
couldn't even stand.
"Help me drag him in," Evan requested. Now I was
getting a little irritated.
After letting out a minor expletive I went to help my
husband drag the boy inside. We got Ray to his feet and
put his arms over our shoulders and dragged his limp
body up the steps and into the kitchen. Then we put him
on the floor and closed the door.
"Great! Now my robe is all wet," I whined. "Let me go
upstairs and get a dry one."
For my second surprise of the night, Evan said, "Just
throw it in the launder room. You don't really need it
with the heat on." This surprised me because Evan knew
I had nothing on under that Robe. However, it did seem
that Ray wouldn't know or remember what I was wearing
or not wearing so I threw the robe in the clothes
hamper and came back to the kitchen, feeling a little
self conscious, but also a little excited about being
nakedness in front of this boy.
"Well... what do we do now?" I asked.
Evan's plan was, "I guess we should take off his shirt
and pants and put them in the dryer for a few..."
I looked at Evan quizzically, wondering what had gotten
into him. Normally, he would have probably brought the
dog in the house and left Ray to sleep off his drunk in
the puddle. But before I had a chance to ask, Evan
asked me to help him take off the wet clothes. I felt a
little strange doing this, but obliged.
At certain points during this effort I was unable to
keep from touching Ray's skin and where I had been
completely un-aroused and annoyed by the task at first
I now found myself thinking thoughts that a 34 year old
woman shouldn't be thinking about a 17 year old boy.
Ray was not a small kid, so getting his pants off took
some work. While I was on my hands and knees trying to
roll him from one side to the other to work his pants
from under him, Evan put his hand on my ass and slid it
between my legs.
"You're a sight," he said. "My wife naked, on her hands
and knees, trying to strip a 17 year old boy. And her
pussy is getting moist too!" he added while licking his
fingers.
"Shut up Even!" I barked. "Just help me get these
cloths off and into the dryer," I directed. He was
right, this was strangely arousing, Ray was a handsome
teenager, but I was embarrassed to admit it.
We got his pants and shirt off and then Evan took them
to the basement to put them in the dryer. Still naked,
and still on my hands and knees straddling Ray's right
leg I stared down at the most amazing thing. Drunk and
out like a light, Ray's teenage-cock was as stiff as
one of those mini baseball bats and almost as big.
We hadn't taken off his Hanes, so I instantly wondered
what that cock looked like naked. I looked around the
room guiltily. Evan was out of the room, I thought, why
not just take a peek, Ray wouldn't know.
I lifted the elastic waist band and moved my face
closer to see the most beautiful thing. As I was ogling
the boy's equipment, Evan startled me with, "Well, why
don't we take those off too."
"No! What! Why? Really?" I was confused and didn't know
what to think or say.
But Evan just said, "It's all right. He's so drunk
he'll never know and I don't mind. In fact, it's hot
watching you like that with the boy." In fact, I could
see that it was.
My heart was racing and my hands were shaking. "Help
me!" I said. We got his briefs off and there he was,
completely naked, young, gorgeous, male meat. It still
amazed me that he was erect, but unconscious. I touch
the tip of his dick and some pre-cum started to ooze.
It was on my finger and while looking at it Evan said,
"Go ahead, taste it." I touched my finger to my tongue.
I hadn't been so excited in a long time. Maybe since my
first fuck. I was freaked but amazingly excited.
Evan encouraged me again, "Go ahead. Suck it."
I looked up at my husband and licked my lips nervously,
but he just nodded his head and gestured for me to go
ahead.
I moved hesitantly at first, licking some more of that
delicious nectar from the tip. Then, I sucked him into
my mouth. Ray moaned and I jumped back. I looked at his
face, but there was no sign consciousness. I licked the
tip again and moved my mouth slowly down over that huge
young shaft. Ray moaned again, but this time I kept my
eyes directed at his face and his eyes did not open. It
seemed that while his brain was taking a break his body
was on auto-pilot.
His continued moans turned me on more which in turn
heightened my activity. Suddenly I was like a ravenous
she-wolf bobbing my head up and down rapidly, going in
for the kill; all the time his moaning sounds of
enjoyment.
In the excitement, I lost awareness of where I was and
who was there with me. Suddenly, I felt Evan's cock
press between my legs from behind. From years of
experience it found its way into my now hot steaming
love box and when it did I release Ray's cock and
moaned loudly, throwing my head back reveling in the
unbridled feeling of being squired by my lover!
I had never experienced 2 men before. And it was great!
Evan, dick still inside me, leaned on my back and began
to massage my tits. I quickly felt myself approaching
the point of no return. When Evan pulled out. He pulled
me away from Ray into an upright position and whispered
in my left ear. "Fuck him. Do it!"
Without hesitation I climbed over the prostrate boy and
positioned myself over his enormous cock. (It was much
bigger than Evan's) and slowly, ever sooo slooowly, I
lower myself down to engulf him. It was different than
I was used to and exciting. I felt so full of that 17
year old cock that I thought it would touch my heart. I
stopped and held very still for what seemed like for so
long that Evan finally asked, "What's wrong Babe?"
I was visibly shaking as I drew breath through my
teeth. I couldn't even speak normally. I was on the
precipice of orgasm and wanted the feeling to last.
"Are you okay," Evan asked again in a concerned voice.
As soon as I was able to speak again I gasped, "Evan,
kiss me!"
He grabbed me forcefully and fiercely ravaged my mouth
with his lips and tongue. At the same time I began to
move vigorously like a piston up and down on Ray's
stiff cock. Within moments I was screaming and then
crying into Evan's mouth.
My body with a mid of it's own began to jerk
uncontrollably, My pussy throbbed as orgasmic surges
pulsed through my entire body, numbing my mind to
anything but the feeling on that boy's cock rubbing my
insides so deeply, so wonderfully.
Finally I collapsed to the floor beside Ray, squeezing
my thighs together as if to retain that feeling
forever. When I had recovered enough I looked over at
Ray. His eyes were open and he was smiling at me, "Far
out, what time should I stop by tomorrow Mrs.
Alpharetta?"
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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