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Mrs. Robinson
by kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
***
Over the six years we have lived on Thorntree Avenue,
two young lads have lusted after my wife. Now they're
all grown up and I have decided they should fulfill
their fantasies, so long as I can fulfill mine. (MMF,
wife, husb-voy, cuck)
***
Our arrival at Thorntree Avenue was uneventful, five
years ago. We had our first 'decent' house after living
in a series of flats since we had been married. Now we
had a small but detached home in a respectable leafy
suburb of town.
Kate and I had been married for six years by the time we
moved in and, still in our late twenties at that time,
had recently managed to get over the shock of
discovering she couldn't have children. Neither of us
were overly family orientated but it was still a shock.
As yet we hadn't really looked at any alternatives such
as adoption or even surrogacy.
The side effect of this is that we spent a lot of time
looking after each other and planned to enjoy life to
the full without the restriction of worrying about kids.
Both of us had been moderately successful in our work,
me as a magazine journalist and she in marketing. This
move marked our success together.
On the second day, we were both still unpacking. It was
the weekend. The doorbell rang and a lady in her mid
forties stood there with some cakes in her hand.
"Welcome to Thorntree," she said to us both. "I'm Lucy
Granville and I live just down there," she continued,
pointing off in the general direction of the main road.
"Some of my home baked cakes for your afternoon tea and
an invitation to pop over to number 12 tomorrow
afternoon as we're having a barbecue and some of the
other neighbours will be there. Say you'll come!"
We couldn't easily refuse and the fact that we had
little food bought in, sealed the decision.
The following day we trotted to number 12, just a few
doors down and rang the bell. Mrs Granville effusively
welcomed us and dragged us straight through the house,
the conservatory and the back doors, into a beautifully
kept garden where about four other couples stood
drinking beer and rosé wine and a few kids were running
about. The first thing she did was shout at one of the
teenagers.
"Marcus, over here please. You too David," she added,
nodding to a smart 45 year old trying to get life out of
the barbecue. "This is my husband and Marcus here is my
son."
"I'm Kate Robinson and this is my husband Roger," Kate
replied.
Another young 13 year old boy with slightly wild ginger
hair ran up and Marcus said, "This is my best pal Liam."
We all smiled and started the rest of the introductions
as wine was pushed into both our hands. It was a
pleasant and warm afternoon and the food and wine were
plentiful.
As we all mellowed I was aware of the two boys sitting
together smirking and nudging while looking at Kate. It
was obvious whatever they were saying was naughty in
some way and I smiled remembering my hormones at 13.
Marcus was a stunning boy with slightly wild dark hair
and eyebrows which accentuated his dark blue eyes and
gave him s slightly Mediterranean look. His little
ginger chum, Liam was slightly more boyish and impish
with his pale skin and freckles.
Kate came over then walked away to start chatting within
the company.
That was our introduction to the residents of Thorntree
Avenue and since then we had become part of the fabric,
meeting other families slightly closer to our age group
of early thirties.
Marcus and his sidekick continued to cycle up and down
and were seen on the street most afternoons after school
and into the evening. During that time I was aware that
any time Kate was outside in the garden, or washing the
car, they would make an excuse to come and talk to her.
Rarely did they do that when I was out. I was also aware
that their eyes were usually focussed on Kate's breasts
when they spoke to her. After their chats they would
cycle away, pull over and talk animatedly while looking
back.
I obviously thought Kate was a looker, which she was.
Without any of the wear and tear of childbirth, her body
was slim, her height around 5 feet 7 inches and her
shape still knockout. Though her breasts were not
massive, her slight frame tended to accentuate them. She
dressed well too and even in jeans and a t-shirt, was a
sight to behold, her shoulder length blonde hair
catching in the sunlight.
One day I came home to find Kate out in the back garden
looking around.
"What's the problem?" I asked.
"I hung out four pairs of panties and I can only find
three," she said.
The garden was to the back but a narrow service lane ran
up behind us and we had a small gate out to it which we
didn't lock.
"Kate, it's not going to be the Thorntree knicker
snatcher!" I said. "It's been windy today so it's
probably attached to some poor guy' s car radio aerial
as we speak."
We laughed and she commented on the fact that my Calvin
Kleins were still flappng about in the breeze.
About six months later, it happened again. Just one pair
of Kate's lacy panties.
"I wouldn't mind," she said, "But they weren't cheap."
After that, she dried them indoors.
A week later, Marcus came over to show us his new car.
As always he showed Kate first, calling her by her
Christian name and, as always I was "Mr Robinson." He
had just passed his driving test and the rather old Ford
Fiesta was in quite good condition. He was so excited
and asked Kate to go for a run with him. She agreed and
off the three of them went.
When she returned she said, "Roger, do you think these
lads have the hots for me?"
"Oh Kate darling, I've known that for the last few
years, ever since they were gangly teenagers," I said.
"It's just I was aware the two of them couldn't take
their eyes off my tits and Marcus kept his hand on the
gear lever even though it was rubbing against my leg."
"I bet that got you juices flowing," I said.
"Roger, they're only kids," she exclaimed
unconvincingly.
"Not are my love, were!" I said to her. "You may not
have noticed that they are both now rather fit young
men, Marcus is built like a football player and Liam
looks like Harry Potter's sidekick in the films!"
She flushed slightly.
That night we made love and as I started to enter her I
said, "How would you feel if this was hot teenage cock
and not mine. How would you feel if this was Marcus and
not me?"
"Roger, stop it!" she said.
I continued with my fantasy and started to conjure up
situations where both boys would take it in turns to
fuck her. She protested, of course, but came faster than
I had recalled for some time.
I kept going with this fantasy scenario for some months,
inventing scenarios where the boys would come and visit
and use an excuse to get in her panties. It went from
her telling me not to do it to positively waiting for me
to tell my tales.
One night as we were watching television, she said to me
out of the blue, "It would never work, you know."
"What?" I asked slightly puzzled.
"The boys coming in to fuck."
"Why?" said I.
"Cos they've no interest in you so a foursome is out of
the question and I doubt you're going to let me shag
them on my own."
I said, "I've thought of that. Either I buy a hidden
camera or I hide in the walk-in wardrobe in our room
with the Venetian slats. With them sloping downwards, I
can see out and no one can see in. You just have to make
sure no one opens the doors."
"My, my, you have been fantasising haven't you?" she
said.
I smiled. She was right, of course.
"You really would be turned on by me having sex while
you watched and unable to join in?"
"Probably even more than being allowed to join in.
Watching you being fucked and me being unable to stop it
brings me to erection in seconds.
"There's a deeper side to you Roger Robinson," she said,
with a broad smile on her face.
"And here's to you Mrs Robinson," I said, not having the
vocal abilities of either Simon or Garfunkel!
This was not suddenly some plan. We didn't set bait and
wait for them. In fact the subject was dropped it was a
couple of months later at another neighbour's barbecue
when we were all chatting and I saw Marcus and Liam
again with Kate, glasses in hand and deep in
conversation. I assumed my name was mentioned and all
three looked across sheepishly, smiled, and went back to
their conversation.
I thought, "Surely she's not just asking them over for a
shag?"
She hadn't.
That night she said, "You know I realise after talking
to these boys, that one of them stole my panties all
these years ago. Marcus, clumsily asked me if I still
liked small panties. He used the word 'still'."
"And what was the outcome of the conversation?" I asked.
"Oh I told them that while you were away on Saturday, I
wanted to re-arrange some furniture on the lounge."
"But I'm not away," I said.
"I know, you'll be in the wardrobe."
My cock was instantly hard. The thought of my Kate being
a predator to teenage, albeit late teenage boys, turned
me on. We went upstairs and fucked like mad.
Come Saturday, the boys were due at around 11.30am. I
made a great pantomime of leaving and waving to Kate at
10.45am, parking the car in the pub car park around one
mile away and walking back to enter through the back
gate. Kate made me a coffee, gave me some tissues and a
bottle, just in case there was a toilet need and I was
trapped. As the time drew close, I began to get nervous,
just in case it either didn't happen or, if it did, I
somehow screwed up and two boys found me hiding in the
wardrobe. Kate put some music on and let it drift
through the house, figuring it would cover a multitude
of sounds should the need arrive.
I saw the boys walking up the drive and quickly gave
Kate a peck, saying. "Do what you want, and say what you
want. Pretend I'm not there!"
I slipped into the wardrobe and adjusted the slats to
give me a really great view across the bedroom to our
king-size bed. I switched my cell phone to aeroplane
mode but that wouldn't stop me filming some of it.
I heard the voices downstairs and after some time, the
furniture being moved. Kate had dressed really sexily.
She had no bra on and a clear, white, low cut cotton top
which clearly showed her nipples. It was an unusually
warm day so she wore shorts. I could hear the
instructions being given and the grunting as the boys
moved some units around. The next part was to ask them
to move a television into our bedroom.
They came in carrying the television and Kate left them
while she went down for some Cokes. As soon as she left,
the boys started talking about how sexy she looked.
Marcus whispered to Liam, "She's fucking hot man, I
would love to give her one."
Liam adjusted his jeans where an erection was clearly
showing. They finished plugging in the set just as Kate
came back, handed them cold Cokes and sat on the bed.
"So tell me boys, do either of you have girlfriends?"
she asked.
"Em, no, not really," said Marcus.
"Virgins then?" she continued.
"More or less," said Liam.
"You're both very sexy boys," she went on, "So I can't
understand why some girls haven't got the hots for you."
Both blushed, Liam a little redder than Marcus.
"If I didn't think my husband would find out, I would
happily love to give you training."
They both looked at each other incredulously and jointly
said, "We won't tell," to which Marcus added,
"Honestly."
She patted the bed and said, "Come here and tell me what
you know."
Both walked over and she split them so one was on either
side. My cock was out of my shorts and in my hand and I
stroked as I watched. Kate held both hands and lifted
one to each breast. Marcus turned to her and kissed the
top of her breast. Not to be outdone, Liam did the same.
Kate soon had Marcus's head in her hands, lifted it and
kissed his lips. Liam, clumsily, put his hand straight
between her legs.
"You should be patient Liam," she said. "You're going to
get there eventually."
He smiled, a crooked lewd smile. So did I!
"Let's see you both in your glory," she said.
They looked at each other.
"How else are you going to fuck me boys if you're not
naked. Surely you've seen each other with no clothes
on?"
"Yes, said Liam, but not…...hard."
"Then we can all see it together!"
Marcus was stripping quickly and after a little
hesitancy with his briefs, he was naked. He sported an
uncut, 6.5 inch cock standing stiffly up to attention
from sizeable balls. Liam looked at him and followed
suit. Though a tad shorter than Marcus, I was pleased to
see it was thicker and also uncut, his pink head peeking
out from the end and pre-cum already forming at the tip.
His pubic hair was very red and followed a small trail
up to his navel.
"Very impressive, boys," said Kate, stripping herself as
I'm sure she felt she would have to wait forever if
these virgins were in control.
Both boys stood stroking their cocks as they watched her
strip naked. Once she was in all her glory Kate raised
both her hands and one boy each side went over to her,
both bending to take a nipple each in their mouths. Kate
held their heads in place as they sucked, hands
caressing her arse as they did so. My cock was so hard I
knew I was going to have to be very careful not to blow
too early. Though I felt this was not going to be a long
session, I wanted to savour every minute.
I set my phone to movie mode and tried to capture some
of the views of the naked boys as they fondled her.
Marcus moved behind here and started to rub his cock
between her butt cheeks while Liam went to the front and
knelt. If he was a virgin then he had been watching
online porn as his mouth went straight to her cunt and
he started licking without any fear at all. Access was
difficult but it looked good on camera.
"Let's get on the bed boys," said Kate.
She laid back and Liam took full advantage of the easier
access to her vagina, opening her wide and dipping his
tongue inside her sweet, open lips. Marcus straddled
Kate's shoulders and offered his cock to Kate's waiting
mouth. I could just see it being accepted as she raised
a hand to steady it and took the shaft inside, the skin
sliding back as it entered her willing mouth.
Marcus gasped and started to hump her mouth. Kate too
was panting as Liam seemed to reach her clitoris and
somehow knew exactly what to do. Kate started to whimper
as Liam's tongue darted in and out of her slit. When he
pulled back to stand, Kate used the opportunity to get
both boys on their back and, sitting astride them took a
cock in each hand. She alternately licked, then sucked
each cock as the boys gasped as her mouth engulfed them
in turn. She then turned them sideways and as they part
faced each other, rubbed the saliva-coated cock heads
together, the pre-cum from each of them mixing to make
them slippery. This really had them excited.
It turned me on to see these two eighteen year olds
rubbing cocks at the hand of my wife. She then placed
her mouth over the two cock heads and though it was
almost impossible to get much more than the heads inside
her mouth this almost tipped them over the edge. Kate
stopped once she realised where this was heading. It was
obvious she needed fucked, and badly.
As soon as she stood, the boys quickly pushed her back
to the bed and lay either side of her simply exploring
her body with their hands and fingers, stiff penises
pressing against her thighs.
"You're ready to fuck me, aren't you," said Kate.
"Too fucking true," said Marcus. "I've wanted to do it
for years."
"Me too," said Kate.
His technique wasn't up to much as he straddled Kate and
guided his 6.5 inch penis towards her. He pressed the
head against her lips and his cock slid straight into
Kate without any resistance. Liam was still busy with
Kate's breasts. Marcus was already fucking her quite
hard and Kate had to slow him down as she was getting
little from it. I could hear her instructions.
"Push slower and allow your cock to rub against me as it
enters and leaves. That's better! Oh God that's much
better!" she said as Marcus continued.
I could easily see his cock slide in and out as Kate's
legs were raised in the air and I could see the lips of
her vagina wrapped around his stiff boyhood, the juices
from her, reflecting on his cock as he slid in and out.
I stroked my own cock trying hard not to cum as I
watched with a mixture of jealousy, excitement and
lechery!
Liam was not to be left out. He was behind his friend,
head lowered watching the stiff cock pistoning in and
out of Kate. There was something erotic about his close
proximity to his friend's hard cock. I felt he could
almost have licked his friend's arse, he was so close.
He tapped Marcus on the shoulder and in an unspoken
gesture, Marcus withdrew and rolled over, allowing Liam
to take over. Liam wasted no time in entering Kate, his
cock sliding in with one thrust. I heard Kate's sharp
intake of breath as his eager cock rammed into her. His
extra width was doing something and Kate was responding
more eagerly with Liam's thrusts than those of Marcus.
Once more I could clearly see his entrance and Kate's
vagina stretching to accommodate the horny lad. Marcus
watched and stroked his cock, almost as much a voyeur as
I was.
"Oh shit," said Liam.
This was followed by a marked slowing of pace and them
some really hard thrusting into Kate. Kate started to
orgasm as this happened and it was obvious that Liam was
pumping his boycum into her. I could see his balls
smacking against her as he thrust his final spurt into
her before sliding out and rolling off, creamy slime
running down his cock.
What happened next really surprised me, Marcus climbed
straight on top and slid his cock straight into Kate,
cummy cunt. He started to hammer her for all he was
worth. His thinner cock and the generous lubrication
made his fucking easy and Kate was trying hard to move
him to a position where she could get closer to orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck fuck," said Marcus as his buttocks tensed
and it was obvious that Kate was receiving another
fertile load of teenage spunk.
When he slid off and rolled back on the bed, Kate lay
with legs open and I could see the liquid running out. I
hoped she would stay there until I could get my hands on
her. Both boys looked suddenly uncomfortable and started
to rummage around picking up their underwear and pants,
oblivious to the naked Kate on the bed. So much for
chivalry.
"Em thanks for that," said Marcus.
"Yeh, it was really cool," added Liam.
"We must do it again some time," said Kate. "Remember
not a word to Roger!"
"Christ, no fucking chance," said Marcus as Liam nodded
his agreement.
Then they were gone.
As the door slammed, I opened the wardrobe door and
walked into the room.
"Ready for some sloppy thirds," said Kate as I stripped.
My cock was harder than I could remember but there was
something I felt I had to do, something I had never done
before but had a craving to do. I went between Kate's
legs and started licking. The taste of cum was almost
overpowering but to think that this fertile seed had
been pumped into Kate was driving me wild.
Kate grabbed my head and forced me to lick more,
grinding her open vagina into my face as she rocked up
and down with the ministrations of my tongue.
"Fuck me Roger, make me cum," she said.
I didn't need a second telling and I was on her in a
moment. My cock slid in easily and slopped around as I
fucked her, but I knew just how to get her going. Kate
started to whimper as I fucked and after holding my own
impending blast for as long as I could I managed to time
it so that she received my jets of spunk as she came
herself. Her nails digging in my back told me it was a
powerful orgasm and the force of my own ejaculation
almost hurt as my sperm shot inside her to mix with that
of the two virgins who had just left.
"That was awesome to see," I finally told her. "How
about you?"
"Not technically the best shag I've ever had, "she said,
" but watching those eager little faces as they fucked
me was more than enough to make up for it. I'm so going
to enjoy their mild discomfort next time I'm visiting
Lucy (Marcus's mother). Seeing them try to avoid eye
contact with you should be fun too!"
"You're a naughty, naughty lady," I said. "I'm so glad
you're on the pill though just in case these little
sperms have some magic ingredient mine don't!"
We lay, my finger idly stroking her battered vagina and
feeling the cum running out on to the bed.
"Can't wait until next time," I said. "Maybe we should
invest in a hidden camera."
"Now that would open up some opportunities wouldn't it?"
she said.
END
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