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My wife and I had never had greater sex knowing our son’s friend had subtly taken over as the man of the house. You would think Carolyn or I would have approached Kyle about his lack of domestication, but instead, we enabled him by doing his laundry, preparing his food, and even shopping for him. But the boldness he had – walking around in nothing but his boxers with my wife and me around, leaving his laundry on the hallway floors (underwear here, socks there), even the volume of his music was very inappropriate, downright rude. This was not unusual, as he was over frequently, so our home was no stranger to him. Kyle got surprisingly comfortable with us as soon as he moved in. But the second Cornelius turned around, my wife and I shared a look and a smile that all but revealed mischief was afoot. Carolyn or I had no problem with it, and Cornelius thought no more of our kindness to his down-on-his-luck friend. The idea was that Kyle could sleep in Cornelius’ room while he was at school, and when he was home, Cornelius could take the couch in his room.
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You can imagine the thoughts that ran through my head when Cornelius asked Carolyn and me if Kyle could stay with us for a while, as he was having some difficulties financially. Especially when I would fantasize about him making fun of me while he fucked her. That jock would have Carolyn’s legs spread while thrusting his apparently fat cock into her tight little pussy made my dick go from flaccid to chubbed up in seconds. My go-to fantasy was to think about my hot wife getting fucked hard by my son’s alpha male buddy. She wasn’t the only one getting turned on by this kinky little scenario. One night during sex, we fell into a verbal fantasy where I pretended to be Kyle, telling her he was going to fuck her “like a real man.” That might have been the first time I ever made my wife cum. As cute as it was at first, I could tell Carolyn fancied Kyle and even caught her touching herself thinking I was asleep in bed one night beside me, whispering his name. She’s got the tightest, curviest ass you’ve ever seen on a blonde and a pair of tits that walk into a room a couple of seconds before she does. Not that it should come as a surprise – my wife is a knockout.
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Carolyn loved the attention it was flattering for a woman in her early forties to know she still had it. He was clearly into her, the bulge in his jeans always apparent when she was around him. Kyle was working in the city while his friends were in college.Ĭarolyn and I had a laugh the first time we caught Kyle checking her out. Though Kyle came across as a typical meathead and wasn’t the sharpest one of the pack, he was the alpha dog at 6’, with the body of a stocky quarterback. All of them were athletic, the smallest being our son at 5’10”.
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One of Cornelius’ friends, Kyle, was the ringleader of this rowdy lot. Milf Cuckold Stories: My Son’s Friend Wants to Fuck My Wife Cornelius has always been a partier, and while I’m proud of him being the responsible man he is, his friends, who are over at our place with him very often, are rather rambunctious. Our son, Cornelius, is in his second year of college but is home four days a week, every week. My wife, Carolyn and I are no strangers to our son having his friends over.