This story takes place immediately after the events of Part 1.
"So you're not mad at me?" I asked. My mind had still not caught up to my wife.
"I was at first, furious in fact. But then everything changed. When I realized that they were all going to have their way with me, I just relaxed and let it happen. I thought, fuck it. If this is what he wants, then fine, I may as well enjoy myself." Susie revealed.
"And did you? Enjoy it I mean."
"Oh yeah. More than I ever thought I could."
"Is that why you invited Toby and his cousin over?"
"That, and he told me he wished his cousin had been along because he was still a virgin. So I thought it might be fun to be his first." She said.
"Holy Shit." I exclaimed.
"Hey, you started this; it's too late to go back now. That bell can't be unrung." My wife replied.
"Oh no, it's not that. I'm just surprised at how fast your attitude about this has changed." I said.
"Hmmm, yes, I think maybe my inner slut has been woken up."
"So you said Toby's cousin is younger than him. But I got the impression he wasn't that old, so how old is his cousin?" I asked.
"I'm not sure. I know Toby is 18 because he told me."
"So his cousin is 17, or maybe even younger."
"Yes, isn't that a wicked thought." Susie mused.
"I think you're turned on by the thought of fucking a teenage boy." I accused her.
"Well, I like the idea of being his first, and of course boys that age have amazing stamina. But I also noticed that Toby was more concerned with my pleasure than the other two. They were quite selfish. I'm thinking that maybe the time to catch them is when they are younger and haven't formed bad habits. I like the idea of training them to be great lovers." She responded.
"So – it turns you on." I said.
"God yes! Now get over here and fuck me. Talking about this has gotten me so hot."
In fact, I fucked her twice on the beach that afternoon. We didn't make love. It was raw sex and we both agreed it was the best we'd had together in a long time. That night we were both pretty sore, so we abstained from any further sex, although I was tempted.
The next day we watched the videos I had made, and although the zoom wasn't enough to get a lot of detail, and there was no sound, it still got us both hot. I wanted so badly to fuck Susie, but she told me, "I need to save my energy for the boys tonight," so I only got a hand-job. She let me cum on her face though, which was a rarity. Maybe that's something else that would change now, I thought.
We didn't think that Toby and his cousin would be comfortable with me there, so I agreed to go into town and hang out at the local bar until she called me. That meant my options to get it recorded were limited since she was going to insist they leave their phones out in their car; she didn't need videos or pictures like that leaking out. I figured that I couldn't leave my big DSLR camera sitting out on a tripod, as that might spook them. So in the end I decided to leave the laptop out and recording. I set it to blank the screen after 30 seconds, but not power-down or go into sleep mode no matter how long it ran. I had it attached to an external hard drive, so I had a few hours of recording time. Again the quality wasn't the greatest and the position was fixed, but it was the best I could do on short notice.
They had agreed to come over about 7:00 because Toby's cousin couldn't stay out too late (that's when I started wondering just how young he really was). So about 6:45 I started the laptop recording and got ready to leave. Susie was wearing a short, thin (nearly see-through) robe that didn't leave much to the imagination. I wished I could see the looks on their faces when she opened the door wearing that. I kissed my wife passionately while giving her a good feeling up, and left. I was a little nervous leaving her there alone to meet with her teen lovers. I wondered what would happen if they brought a few more friends along on the spur of the moment? Things could get really out of hand. But that line of thinking only made me hotter. It was a good thing I was going to a bar; I really needed a drink.
I arrived about 7:15. There weren't many people there in the middle of the week. I ordered a beer (taps were two for one) and idly watched the TV. Some sports program was on, but I couldn't tell you what. I was too busy thinking about what was going on back at the cabin. I wondered if they were fucking my wife yet. How many times would they come in/on her? How many orgasms would she have? I looked at my watch: 7:30. Was she taking them both at once, or one at a time? My dick was as hard as steel. I finished my first beer and started the second. This waiting was tougher than I thought it would be.
I had to slow down with that second beer. I didn't want to pound them down so fast that I would be unable to drive back right away after she called. But it wasn't easy. I chatted with the bartender a bit and tried to watch the TV, but my mind kept going back to imagining what was going on back at the cabin. In my mind's eye I could see them fucking her over and over, their youthful virility allowing them to stay hard for hours as her body quivered in continuous orgasmic pleasure. OK, so that was over the top, but my imagination was on overdrive.
Finally a little after 11:00 she called me. I answered on the first ring. “The boys just left.”
“Did you have fun?” I asked. Yeah, I know, it was a stupid question.
“More than you can imagine. I can't wait for you to see the video.” She breathed sexily. “Now get over here so you can slip your hard cock into my well used cunt. It's so full of cum you won't believe it.”
“I'm on my way.” I almost shouted.
I had to really concentrate on not speeding too much on the way back. The last thing I needed was to get pulled over by the local sheriff. I was pretty sure I would blow over a .10 if they made me take a breathalizer test, and I didn't need that. But maybe if I explained why I was speeding, I could convince the young deputy that he could fuck my wife too...shit, I had to stop thinking like that and just drive.
When I got to the cabin I started shucking my clothes off before I even got to the bedroom. My wife was lying on the bed, nude of course. She had the look of a woman freshly fucked, and fucked well. There was dried cum on her tits, and her cunt was red and glistening. A trickle was still leaking out and running down onto the bed. Without a word I almost jumped onto the bed between her legs. I sunk my painfully hard cock into her fuck hole in one stroke. The feeling was intense. I had never felt her so well lubricated. And the sensation of the boy's cum being pushed out as I thrust in was mind blowing. I stroked a few more times as I crushed my lips against hers. Unable to hold back I let go and added my cum to the mix.
I don't know how much time passed as I lingered in the post orgasmic bliss, but just as my cock starting softening, still in Susie's cunt, she whispered in my ear, “He's only 16.”
“What?” I exclaimed, pushing up above my wife.
“Toby's cousin Ryan. He's 16 years old.” She replied. “Well, actually he'll be 17 in a few months, but that still counts as 16 in my book.”
I felt my cock twich.
“Fuck! So were you really his first?” I asked.
“Yes. Three times, in fact.” She answered.
“Do you mean...” I started.
“Yep. In my mouth, my pussy, and my ass.” She said.
Now I could feel my cock getting hard again. I hadn't had that happen for a long time. I almost felt like a teen again myself.
“Oh, it seems like you are enjoying this too!” Susie giggled.
I started fucking my wife again with long slow strokes.
“Ah, that's nice. But go easy on me. The boys really worked me over.” She responded.
That wasn't making it any easier for me. I was still incredibly turned on thinking about them fucking her.
“So how many times did you cum?” I asked.
“I don't know, I lost count.” She answered.
“Maybe 3 or 4 times really hard, and a bunch of smaller ones.” She said. “At times it felt like I was cumming almost continuously.”
I fucked her for a while more, absorbing that information and thinking about my wife cumming on another man's dick. No, a boy's dick.
“So which one did you enjoy the most?” I asked.
“Hmmm, they were both fun. But if I had to pick one, I'd say Ryan.” She said.
“Why, because you took his virginity?”
“That and because he so wanted to please me.” She answered.
“And I suppose his age had nothing to do with it.” I teased.
“OK, OK, THAT was a big turn on. And the fact that I don't think his cock ever got soft the whole time.” She giggled. “Every time I thought he was finished, he came back for more. It was amazing, the energy and stamina they both had.”
Shortly after that I shot my second load into my wife's well used pussy. Then, exhausted, we fell asleep. I'd like to report that she fucked more boys that week, but that's not what happened. The next two days were relatively uneventful, although we did enjoy the movies I had made and we fucked a lot. But it was just the two of us.
Still, we both knew that our lives had changed and that we could never go back to our monogamous lifestyle. She had the itch for fucking teen boys and would do it again. The only questions were, when, who, and how many.