In part one, Kristin visited a group of teenagers and ended up being used in all her holes. This story picks up where part one left out. None of the participants in this story are under the age of 18. This story contains exhibitionism, cheating, gang-bangs and interracial sex. If any of this bothers you, leave now.
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Kristin looked at the clock as she opened the door to her house. She'd been gone almost two hours. Stepping quietly into the family room, Kristin was relieved to see Amy asleep on the couch. She decided to let Amy sleep while she took a shower. Even though Amy was only twelve and probably wouldn't know any better, Kristin didn't want to risk having her smell the sex on her. Kristin stuck her head in the kid's rooms and was unsurprised that they were both crashed out.
"Christ, what the hell did I just do," Kristin thought to herself. "I just screwed three teenagers." Kristin quickly undressed to get in the shower. She felt the boys cum leaking out of both her ass and her pussy. "Can't have this when Brent gets home." While she wanted to take a long shower, time was of the essence. Kristin put on some granny panties she kept for when she was on her monthly, slid into a pair of sweatpants and put on an oversized T-Shirt.
Shaking her shoulders lightly, Kristin said, "Thanks for watching the kids, Amy."
"Sure thing, Ms. Kristin," Amy replied. The youngster quickly left to go home and sleep in her own bed.
Kristin saw she had about an hour before Brent should arrive. She didn't want to risk him getting frisky with her tonight, as she feared he'd find evidence of her earlier escapades. She decided that being asleep when he came in was the best move, so she turned some lights out and went to bed.
After just a few minutes, she heard her phone buzz. Picking it up she saw it was from Jeremy. There was a text that said, "Here's your treat." A second later the teenager sent Kristin a pic of his large, erect penis.
"Oh my God, "Kristin said out loud. She wasn't shocked that he'd sent a cock pic, but she couldn't help but think how that ten-inch monster had been in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass. Brent was a very average-sized man. Jeremy was hung like a horse, and Kristin tingled thinking about how he'd made her cum earlier. Still hot from the night's action, Kristin felt herself moisten. She reached into the drawer of her bedside table and took out a couple of her toys.
Five minutes later, she hit send, put her toys away, and turned out the lamp to go to sleep.
"HOLY SHIT," Jeremy said to himself. "THAT'S FUCKING AWESOME!" Kristin had sent him a pic that showed her neatly shaved pussy with a vibrator inserted halfway in, and with a set of anal beads dangling from her asshole.
The accompanying text said, "Signing off for the evening, but thinking of you."
The next night Kristin got the kids down early. She sent Jeremy a text, "Can you talk?"
A minute later he replied, "I can do a lot more than talk."
Kristin replied, "Call me in five minutes."
Making sure the kids were asleep and their doors closed, Kristin waited for the call. She picked up on the second ring. "Hey there."
"Whatcha doin'?" Jeremy replied.
"Just sitting on the couch. You're a very naughty boy to send a married woman pictures like that."
"Look who's talkin'"
"Are you too busy to stop over and visit with me?"
"That could be arranged."
"Wait until dark, and text me right before you come over."
"Copy that, Ms. Kristin."
"I'll be waiting."
At 9:40, Kristin's phone buzzed. "On the way," was Jeremy's text.
Kristin quickly walked over to check herself out in the bathroom mirror. Satisfied with her look, she turned out the lights in the living room, only leaving the TV on for illumination.
Seconds later there was a quiet knock at the door. Kristin unlocked the door, and said, "Come on in." She took Jeremy by the hand and guided him over to the sofa which faced the TV. "You like?" Kristin was wearing a black lace nightie.
"Very nice," said Jeremy, towering over her. Kristin stood on her tippy toes, put a hand behind Jeremy's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. She then sat down, and immediately began to undo Jeremy's jeans. A few seconds later, she held the eighteen-year-old's cock in her hands.
"I've been thinking about this all day," Kristin said, looking up at Jeremy. She wasted no time, and began to suck him off.
"That's right, Ms. Kristin, take me in your mouth." While Kristin could deep throat her husband, there was no way she could swallow all of Jeremy's huge cock. The young mother of two tried to impress Jeremy with her skills. She alternated between sucking, licking and stroking Jeremy, feeling the excitement of cheating with him in her living room.
"Did you like the picture I sent you of me and my toys?" Kristin asked.
"They were nice, but they'd have been much better if I could have seen your face," Jeremy answered truthfully.
"I'm not sure I'm ready for that," Kristin replied, concerned about identifiable pictures getting out.
Jeremy laughed, while Kristin kept sucking his cock. "Yeah, right, not ready for that, but you took three cocks at my house and here you are sucking me off in your living room with your children in bed not thirty feet away." He put his hands on the sides of her head and began to fuck her mouth. "Don't try to play Miss Goodie-Goodie with me. I know you're a slut, and I intend to continue to use you." Jeremy pushed his cock deep into Kristin's throat, and she started to gag.
"You're going to have to do better than that if you want to keep getting my cock," Jeremy said. He grabbed a handful of Kristin's hair and pulled it back, raising her face to him. Jeremy began slapping her cheeks with his dick. "You don't need to worry about me and the boys outing you, Ms. Kristin. We know that if things go public we'll lose our chance to continue to play with you."
Kristin looked at Jeremy with some concern. Jeremy sensed her uneasiness, and decided that there was nothing he could say that would help her right now. So, he put his cock back in her mouth. Kristin went back to work sucking him. "That's right, suck my dick good," Jeremy urged her on.
Kristin worked hard to please the young man. She massaged his ballsack with her right hand while she stroked him with her left. Kristin continued to try to deep throat Jeremy, but couldn't get more than five inches in her mouth as he was not only long, but very thick too.
"You going to be available next Friday night?" Jeremy asked.
"Maybe," Kristin replied in between mouthfuls of cock. "Not sure of Brent's work schedule." She once again tried to take all of Jeremy but failed.
"I have something special I'd like to do with you. Something I think you'll enjoy."
"What I'd enjoy right now is if you'd cum in my mouth. I want to taste you so bad." Kristin looked up at the hulking 18-year-old. "Please."
"My girlfriend is coming over in an hour. Maybe I should save my load for her," Jeremy teased.
"The hell you will," Kristin replied. "No little bitch is going to get what I've choked for. This load is mine, young man." She sucked his balls while she stroked his cock.
"Competitive, are we?"
"Very," Kristin replied.
"I think a good competitor should be rewarded for their efforts." Jeremy's huge hands went around Kristin's head, and he face fucked her hard. "Don't you spill any!" Kristin pushed Jeremy back so that just his cockhead was in her mouth. Kristin tasted his semen, and tried to keep all of it in her mouth, but had to swallow. She jacked his cock, trying to get all of his seed.
Kristin sat back, gulping the last of Jeremy's cum. Looking up at Jeremy, she said, "Didn't spill any," and licked her lips. "Does your girlfriend swallow it all too?"
Jeremy slipped his cock back in his jeans and buttoned up. "Ms. Kristin, I don't kiss and tell. Thanks," said Jeremy, and he walked out the door to go home.
That Sunday afternoon Jeremy and Kristin had been texting back and forth. It was a nice day out, and Kristin had her husband set up a small inflatable pool in the front yard for the kids to play in while he washed the car. Kristin was sitting in a rocking chair on her front porch in the shade, wearing a short tan skirt and a sleeveless light blue cotton blouse. She was playing with her cellphone when Jeremy strolled up.
"Hi, Mr. Brent," Jeremy said. "You can wash my truck if you want!"
"Hey Jeremy, I think I'll let you do that," Kristin's husband replied, totally unaware of what was going on between his wife and the boy from down the street.