Stephanie and Keith's Cuckolding Ch. 02

It's been a month since she met Lucas that night at the club, and she hadn't stopped seeing him. The problem was, she hasn't been able to really discuss it with Keith. Her heart would begin to pound every time she wanted to bring it up, to ask him why he even wanted her to have a relationship with another guy (they'd never discuss an open relationship before!), but she didn't know what to say to him to sound like she wasn't trying to guilt trip him or make him feel weird. That was another thing, it seemed like he was interested in what she was doing with Lucas when they met up at shady motels, but he never asked her what they were doing exactly, like he found it hard to communicate as well. Did he even want her to continue? The question was too hard to ask. And so she did... thinking that that was what he wanted her to do, that it was something that turned him on tremendously. If Keith simply told her one day to end things she would do it without any hesitation. The sex was great, but her love for Keith trumped anything else, and she knew that Lucas wasn't a very good guy. She hated him somewhat for doing this to her. She wondered many times how many other women he just grabbed at the club and claimed as his own.

Keith, on the other hand, was having a difficult time as well. He couldn't help but enjoy it, and had wondered over and over where this had come from, if he had always wanted to be cuckolded by a bigger and larger man. He was interested in knowing the details of what they were doing, but he couldn't get himself to ask. He didn't know if it would break his heart, or worse, make him feel so much pleasure he would get rock hard in front of Stephanie, and she would realize what a true creep he was. That was another thing. What if the sex was so good compared to their own that she just decided to leave him one day? Decide that his dick was too small and would never be able to satisfy her? What if she actually fell in love with Lucas for something more than that? That was another reason why he couldn't ask, why he stared at her with worry as she walked back, smiling at him with a smile not meeting her eyes. He didn't know what they talked about or if they even talked to each other during their meetings. What if they cuddled after just like they did in their relationship? It would shatter him into pieces.

He had considered telling her to just end things and for things to just go back to normal, but he was worried that she would resent him and realize that she actually needed Lucas to fuck her all the time. It was horrible.

They were lounging together on a Saturday afternoon with Stephanie wearing her usual pyjamas, a long black dress that flowed down her body and laced with little details. She didn't bother to wear a bra at home, and was leaning against Keith's body as she sighed, enjoying the show and the quiet of the house. They had finally finished cleaning, so they would have the rest of the weekend to just enjoy each other's company, which is something she's really needed recently. They were both startled by a knock on the door, and Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows, wondering if they had ordered some kind of delivery they forgot about. Keith looked at her, shrugged and got up. She followed him, though held a cushion against her chest to hide her nipples, making sure they weren't visible for the person at the door.

Keith opened it to reveal Lucas, standing there grinning at them. "Lucas... um..." Keith said, feeling incredibly awkward.

Stephanie, now startled, walked forwards, looking at him. "Ah, Lucas. What are you doing here?" She asked, confused.

"I brought a friend." He said. He moved aside to show a boy who looked almost exactly like him, a mini-me that was shorter with some acne on his face. He wasn't nearly as big as Lucas muscle wise, and had many years to go to be as close to his brother. He could be described as scrawny at best.

The couple stared at him with confused looks, not sure what was going on at all. How had Lucas even gotten their address? "This is my little brother, Matt. Parents are out of town and I have plans this weekend. I need you to watch him."

"I..." Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows again. "What? Can't you ask someone else? This is really sudden, and I don't really know anything about you." Keith stared at her, then back at the brothers, nodding his agreement.

"I don't have anyone else to help unfortunately." Lucas said, showing a little bit of his life to them. The couple seemed to melt in front of him, feeling bad for rejecting someone that clearly needed help from them.

Keith pulled Stephanie into the room while saying, "One second." When he made sure the brothers wouldn't be able to hear them, he looked at her and said: "Just for a weekend, he doesn't' seem too bad."

"I..." She nodded, though was heavily disappointed by the fact that she had expected to be alone with Keith and remedy their own relationship somewhat. "Okay, I love that you're such a good person." He pulled her into an embrace, and she sniffed him, inhaling his scent before he let her go.

She followed him out to the door again, and they opened it to reveal almost identical twins, only different in their body shapes. "Okay, we can take care of him for the weekend. Anything we need to know?" He asked, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably.

"Nah. He's just an annoying teenager. Treat him like he's a fill in for me, treat him how you'd treat me and you'll have fun. If he tells me you've treated him badly, I'll stop fucking Stephanie, and I'm sure both of you don't want that." He winked, and the couple both flushed scarlet, realizing the teenager beside him knew their relation with him. "Besides, Matt would make your life a living hell, he's quite the demon. Even I can't control him sometimes. Alright, have fun you three!" He waved goodbye, and headed into his car, ignoring any of their responses as he did. He grinned to himself in the car before backing out.

Stephanie stared at the little Matt, who entered the house like he owned the place. "Where do I put my stuff?" He asked, like he was already bored. Keith cleared his throat and took him upstairs to the guest bedroom, and walked down a few minutes later to give him some private space. He looked at Stephanie with worry.

"Does he mean what I think he meant?" He gulped.

Stephanie shook her head. "That's so wrong... there's no way he wanted me to fuck his brother."

Keith breathed out a sigh of relief. "Okay, I thought so, too. This relationship is fucked up, but I didn't think it was that fucked up."

She nodded, and hugged him again, needing the comfort of his body against hers. Matt came down a few minutes later, giving them an amused expression. "So, what are we doing? I'm already bored."

Stephanie tried to put on her bravest smile. "We're watching a movie right now, would you like to watch with us?" He rolled his eyes but went to the couch, sprawling across it as he stared at the screen. Stephanie and Keith tentatively followed, and sat across from him, both unable to pay attention to the screen.

They watched a few scenes in silence until Matt said, "You've got a great body." He looked at Stephanie, his gaze piercing into her like he could see her naked. "I can see why my brother likes fucking you so much."

She gasped. She had no idea a teenage kid would be talking to her like this today. Keith adjusted in his seat and said, "You shouldn't talk to a lady like that." He needed to protect her in this kind of situation as her husband. This was not okay.

Matt, "Like you're one to talk. Your mind is pretty fucked up, huh? With such a cuck fetish... you like seeing your wife fucked by men who are better than you?" It immediately shut Keith down, and he looked at Stephanie, completely embarrassed. Throughout the movie, Matt continued to make lewd comments about her, to the point where it was difficult to even focus on what the actors were saying anymore. Matt braced himself in his seat, wanting to say something but completely unable to. It was at the 75% mark when Stephanie looked down and saw Matt's boner straining against his pyjama pants. The shock was tremendous. It was one thing to let a jacked good looking man fuck her and be into that, but this arrogent kid shouldn't have this effect on him. She couldn't believe her husband was feeling this way... it was so peculiar. They surely had to talk about this, get to the bottom of his fetishes and see how she can help with that. She was more amused and intrigued by him than anything else.

When the movie finally ended, Matt stared at the two of them like he expected them to entertain him some more. The couple sighed in synchrony, realizing this weekend would probably be the two longest days of their lives. "We have a playstation in the basement with all kinds of games you can play. Feel free to play whatever you'd like all weekend."

Matt nodded in appreciation, and stood up lazily. Stephanie followed him in order to turn the basement light on for him, and he slapped her ass on the way down, grinning at her like a complete pervert. He even had the audacity to wink at her like he had done nothing wrong. The action had stunned both of them, and Stephanie received a little thrill, something she tried to hide from Keith as he studied her. He knew her too much to not know that she was turned on already, and his cock pulsed in his pants in response.

She walked back to him, and laid on his body, sighing at the comfort that he always gave her. He started to stroke her hair, pushing it behind her head as she purred contently. "We need to talk." She said, bracing for the conversation she had been wanting to have for weeks now. He nodded, agreeing with her.

"I think we do." He replied. "What did you want to talk about exactly?"

"I... do you really want me to continue this with Lucas?" She asked, biting her lip, hesitant about the answer he would surely provide her.

He thought about it for a few seconds. "I want you to continue if you're happy with him... and I can't help but be turned on at the thought of it. I don't know what's come over me, but I guess I am a bit of a cuck." He admitted.

She blushed, feeling embarrassed at the statement. "Okay..."

"But, I feel a little frightened."

"Why?" She asked gently.

"Because I don't want you to leave me for something better." He admitted. His heart was pounding, and he felt like it was going to fall out of his chest. He loved her so damn much, and the thought of her wanting to leave him was killing him inside.

She started to laugh, unable to help herself. She turned back to look at him, forcing him to take his hand away from her hair. "Keith! I would never!" She said, still chuckling. "Lucas is a complete and utter prick. I hate him... though he does do pretty well in bed." She blushed. "I love you with all of my heart, and I would never ever want to leave you."

He sighed in enormous relief, and grabbed her against him again. "I'm so happy. I was so worried these past few weeks." She laughed against his chest, loving that they had this chat.

"What are we going to do about the kid?" He finally asked. "It seems like he does actually plan on fucking you..."

She nodded, agreeing with him. "Do you really want me to?" She asked.

"I'm fine with it if you are." He admitted at last. She was shocked for a second, and then nodded.

"Okay, then. We'll see what he does." She loved Keith but she wasn't fond of fucking Matt for the whole weekend. "I'll tease him and get your engine going, but that's probably all I'm willing to do."

He nodded. "Sounds good to me." They laid there for a few more minutes, enjoying each other's quiet company. When Stephanie finally felt better, she got up and headed to the backyard, trying to enjoy the rest of the summer before the weather worsened. Keith followed her, and poured them both some wine.

Matt emerged a few seconds later, eyeing the two of them as he leaned against the back entrance. "You have a shitty taste in games, dude." He commented. "I'm already tired of them." Keith merely ignored him. Matt looked Stephanie up and down, and said, "at least you don't have a shitty taste in women." He winked at her, and she only rolled her eyes and pressed down harder on Keith's hand, which she was holding as she viewed the sunset.

"I want to swim in the pool." Matt said when the two continued to ignore him.

"Sure, help yourself." Stephanie said, trying to say as little to him as possible.

"Go put your smallest bikini on." He winked, giving her a savage grin. "I want to see that sexy body of yours in its full glory." She rolled her eyes again, though was a bit intrigued. This would be the best opportunity for her to tease Matt as well as her husband without actually doing anything sexually. "I'm also hungry... in more than one way."

Keith nodded. "I'll make you a sandwich or something." He parted hands with Stephanie and walked back into the house, looking at the fridge to see what they had available. Stephanie gave him a little look as she headed upstairs to the bedroom, knowing Keith would be fine with anything she was comfortable with. She was going to give this punk kid a thrill, and she fingered through her bikinis, stopping on a set that she hadn't worn in years because she was so embarrassed that it showed too much of her body. A pink polka dotted set that always got Keith going... the way it showed off her tits and ass wonderfully.

Matt took off his pants right in their backyard, and Keith looked out the kitchen window to see his dick, which was hung even more than his brother's. How was that even possible? He wasn't even hard yet! He almost dropped the plate he was holding in amazement. Matt looked back at him and said, "Are you enjoying the view?" Matt only pretended he wasn't looking, and went back to preparing his sandwich. "I promise it'll be in your wife tonight. I'm going to fuck her so hard she won't even remember she's married to you. And you'll stand there and watch and enjoy every second of it like the cuck that you are."

Matt couldn't utter a single word, he couldn't believe the kid had this much spunk in him. And truthfully... he would've loved to see all that happen tonight. It would all be up to Stephanie. He could feel his dick straining in his pants again at the thought of seeing the two of them go away at it. He watched as Matt put on his swimming trunks and walk to the pool, feeling the heated water under the evening light. A second later Stephanie came downstairs in her bikini, and Keith's mouth practically dropped. She gave him a little grin as she sauntered towards him, her hips swaying from side to side and her tits bouncing a little against the thin fabric.

"How can you get hotter every single day? It's so unfair." He murmured. He placed his lips on hers, and she reciprocated immediately, loving his mouth against hers. Her thoughts were all over the place as she put it on. She didn't know what to make of Keith making food for this kid and allowing him to come in and bark orders at them like he was the adult and they were the kids. It didn't make any sense, though she couldn't say she hated it that much herself. It was an interesting situation to say the least.

She parted from him and exited into the backyard, with Matt staring at her while standing in the middle of the pool. He wolf-whistled at her, and she blushed, though she was enjoying his attention somewhat. "What's your cup-size, girl?"

She was somewhat amused by his cockiness, and answered. "I'm a D."

"I can't wait to feel them wrapped around my dick."

"There's no way in hell that is happening." She crossed her arms, having enough of this kid. "I'm only doing this to excite my husband. Keith will make love to me while you jerk off in your own room to the sound of Keith fucking me."

Matt only smiled, completely undeterred by her statement. "I've got something here that may change your mind."

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Keith finally finished making the sandwich, though he considered spitting in it a few times to make himself feel better about this stupid kid. He exited and almost dropped the sandwich on the floor. He watched as Stephanie leaned against the edge of the pool with Matt in front of her, his eyes closed in concentration. He wasn't sure what was happening at first, then realized - she was fucking him with her tits! It was completely ridiculous. Nothing made any sense. First, she had told him just a few moments ago that she wouldn't be doing anything sexual with the kid. Second, he had asked her to fuck him with her breasts many times before, and she had always said no because she was very uncomfortable with it. How had this kid... this stupid teenage kid... get her to do it almost immediately?

All he could do was sit by one of the lounging chairs and passively watch as Stephanie tried her best to satisfy this kid as much as possible. He was barking orders at her unsurprisingly, telling her that the only reason why she was doing such a horrible job was because her pussy of her husband never understood how to dominate her properly. He insulted Keith over and over again, telling her how ridiculous it was a girl like her would marry a guy like him. What a passive little loser he was. Keith blushed, he couldn't believe this kid was just insulting him like that, even though he knew he was sitting there and could hear every word.

She glared at him like she hated doing this, but looked like she was in a trance as she tried to fuck him as best as she could. He was still giving her instructions, and told her to create as much spit as possible. She complied, swirling her saliva in her mouth for a few seconds before spitting it on his dick. She looked down at it, clearly appreciating how fucking huge he was compared to her husband and Lucas, trying to concentrate on the task at hand but failing miserably. The saliva helped a lot and enabled her to move hard, faster, and he leaned against his hands as he moaned out loud. "Good girl." He purred. "Your D-cupped titties feel so good wrapped around my dick like that."

She grumbled, "fuck you, prick" but clearly looked like she was enjoying the compliment. Keith wanted to look away so badly, but couldn't help but watch it unravel in front of him. His cock was very hard against his pants again, and he considered taking it out multiple times. The percum oozing out of him was so much it was showing against his pants, and he blushed, realizing just how fucked up he was feeling this way... watching a kid command his wife like this.

"Use your mouth." Matt commanded, and she obeyed immediately. He was now thrusting into her tits in perfect rhythm to her movements, and he grabbed onto her hair, holding her in place as he fucked her over and over, not caring how uncomfortable she was. She opened her mouth and wrapped it around the head of his dick, and started to bob her head up and down in rhythm to the thrusting. Matt moaned loudly again, loving every second of this experience. Keith stared at them... seeing how fucking sexy it was to see her fuck someone with her tits. He had no idea why she wasn't okay with this before. It looked so good... he wished he could experience it himself.

"I'm going to fucking cum in your slutty mouth." Matt moaned as his thrust became even more insistent. Stephanie could only close her eyes and continue her movements, becoming even faster than before. Keith was rubbing his hand against his crotch now over his pants, unable to help but give himself some kind of pressure to feel better about this situation. Finally, Matt came, his balls pulsing and tensing as he cried out, cumming into Stephanie's mouth as she tried to swallow as much as possible. It was too much for her though, and the cum dripped down her mouth and onto her tits and into the pool as she tensed in concentration. Matt finally let her go, and slumped down, grinning from ear to ear.