Chapter 1: Introduction
The first time my young neighbor Max made the bet that he could fuck my wife, I didn’t take him seriously. After all, I knew he had a big mouth, and a cocky attitude to match. He’s also made a bunch of sexually suggestive remarks in front of me, and I gave up on trying to tell him off. Believe me, I tried. But every time I scolded him, he just shrugged his shoulders and laughed. This kid was only 18, but I swear, he already had the attitude of a 30 year old douchebag. I once called him out on this, and he said it was because he had already banged a bunch of women before. Of course I didn’t believe him. Who would believe such a ridiculous thing? An 18 year old boy, already banging adult women. Give me a break! But Max insisted it was true.
“Come on man, I’m serious!” Max loudly whined at me while we were in living room. Max came over to use our Playstation - as usual - and check out my wife. In fact, I’m certain my wife is the actual reason he liked to come over. His parents were away at work a lot, and even I admit, they weren’t exactly fun folks. Nice enough to chat with, but apparently, they didn’t even allow video game consoles in the house. But Max once told me that this worked out for him, because it gave him more time to practice his “game” with women. Allegedly.
“Yeah, yeah. You’ve told me.” I rolled my eyes as I opened a beer and joined him on the couch. My wife, Morgan, was outside tending to the garden.
“Bro, why would I lie?” He asked me, taking a break from the game to make his case.
“Uh, because you can? Because you enjoy it? Dunno why I even allow you over here.” I say and take a sip of my beer.
“Because you want me to bang your wife.” Max chuckled.
“Knock it off.” I warn him.
“Sorry, can’t help it.” Max said but I know he didn’t mean it. He looked outside at Morgan. She was on her hands and knees, digging in the soil. She was wearing a fairly normal outfit, just jean shorts and a white t-shirt. But in this position, she looked really hot. On that, I’ll agree with Max. Morgan has - to be blunt - huge tits, and even when she wears a bra, they hang down obscenely when she’s on all fours. They look like they’re going to tear through her shirt! It’s a pretty hot look. Max obviously thinks so, since he’s been staring at her for a while now.
“Alright, quit looking.” I snapped my fingers.
Max turned back to me and smiled. “Sorry, c-”
“Can’t help it, yeah, you told me.” I cut him off. “You’ve said it a million times.”
“What can I say? Morgan’s the hottest babe in town.” Max said.
“You don’t need to tell me that, kid.” I say, and this time, it’s my turn to be smug. I know how lucky I am to have a wife as sexy as Morgan. I’m aware of it every time we go out, and I catch men staring at her. Morgan’s aware of it, too. She once told me that as long as no one gives her perverted comments, she doesn’t really care. They can stare all they want.
But Morgan isn’t aware of all the comments Max makes about her. I haven’t figured out how to tell her. Maybe I’m worried about making this a really awkward thing. Max doesn’t actually behave inappropriately around her. All he says is “Hi!” to her in that adorable kid voice he can switch on.
“Man, I’d love to get my hands on those titties…” He says to himself.
“You wish.” I snorted.
“What, you think I can’t do it?”
“Yeah, you can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because if you could, you would’ve done it already.”
“Hey man, I’m just trying to protect the sanctity of your marriage!” Max replied. Did he even know what that word means?
“Oh, yeah. Whatever you say.”
“I’m serious! I just haven’t tried to get her because, you know, I respect you and all.” Max said. “I don’t wanna ruin your marriage.”
I just laughed. I couldn’t believe this kid. He was acting as if he had the power to invade our marriage and take my wife, and he simply had the will not to act on it! I take a big gulp of beer. I’m going to need more of this to get through another one of these conversations with Max.
“So you’re saying…you can get Morgan, but you just haven’t felt like doing it. Because you respect our marriage.” I said.
“That’s right.”
“You’re full of shit, kid.” I shake my head.
“I am not! You wanna bet?” He tossed the controller away, now looking determined.
“A bet? You serious?” I asked. “Bet what?”
“Bet that I could fuck Morgan!”
Now for a moment, I thought about simply scolding him again. But this time, I folded my legs and thought about this. Obviously, the idea of him winning this was absurd. No way would Morgan give in to the demands of a kid and have sex. I’ve known Morgan for over 10 years, and I’m fairly certain she’s not a whore, and definitely not someone who would go for younger .
“Uh huh. And if you don’t, what do I win?” I asked skeptically.
“I’ll do all the gardening!” He points outside to the work my wife’s doing. “If I can’t fuck her, I’ll come over and offer to do all that stuff she’s doing.”
I was impressed by this kid’s confidence, I’ll give him that. Morgan isn’t exactly doing labor-intensive work, but still, being on your knees for hours in the hot sun isn’t a kid’s idea of fun. I thought about Morgan and I relaxing outside on the porch, drinking some beers, watching Max do all the work. In retrospect, I now realize this was foolish. I let my imagination get the better of me. But really, can you blame me?
I must’ve been smiling because Max grinned and punched me in the arm. “Come on dude.” He said. “Alright, quit it…” I brushed him off. “Okay, fine. You think you’re hot shit, huh?” I said. At this point, I think I was just happy with the thought of putting Max in his place and be done with this fake cool guy crap. “We gotta set a time limit, you know.”
“Yeah, I know. Before the end of the week.” Max said. Today’s Monday, so basically a week for him to fuck my wife.
“Okay, deal.” I said and extend my hand for a shake. “You have until Sunday to have Morgan.” I added. This is the part when I should be honest and admit, I was resolute. This was a serious bet. I mean, I truly didn’t think he’d win, but I gave him a firm handshake and my word.
“You swear?” He asked.
“Yeah, I do.” I rolled my eyes, but hey, I did. I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me in this. I put myself into this mess.
At that moment, Morgan opened the door and came into the house. Damn, she looked good. She was sweating, and she had her brown hair tied up in a ponytail under her baseball cap. When she took the cap off and untied her hair, she looked like a model! And of course, her huge tits jutted out, concealed by her work shirt.
“Hi fellas.” She smiled at us. Completely unaware of our conversation.
“Hey.” Max smiled and picked up his game controller and resumed playing.
“Hey honey.” I said. “We’re just chilling here.”
“Aren’t you always?” She said and she kissed me on the head as she passed by me. I turned to watch her ass as she went up the stairs, and when I turned back, I saw Max was doing the same thing. He was not at all apologetic for being caught, and he just smirked at me. I frowned but said nothing. I took another sip. I was looking forward to seeing this punk do our garden.
The next few days went by without anything remarkable happening. It was still summer vacation, so Max had plenty of free time, but for those few days, it seemed like he was out doing stuff with his friends. He didn’t really seem concerned with this foolish bet he made. Did this kid actually want to plant flowers, or something? I was puzzled, but didn’t think too much about it. By this point, I was still convinced that nothing was going to happen.
Of course, that changed on Friday. It was a fairly normal day for me. I was sitting in my home office, doing some work, when Morgan came in. “I need to run next door and ask Laine if she has any flour. While I’m over there, do you want me to ask Bob if you can borrow his weed whacker?” Morgan asked me. She was dressed as she usually did, t-shirt and shorts.
“Yeah, sure. If he says yes, don’t worry about bringing it over. I’ll just grab it later.” I replied.
“Okay.” She smiled and left. As always, my eyes lingered on her ass. Morgan’s tits get the most attention, but her ass was nothing to scoff at! She’s got the body of a pin up model. I guess that’s why I never got truly angry at Max when he talked about her. If I was an 18 year old boy, I’d feel the same way.
I don’t even think an hour passed when I got a text on my phone. It was from Max. I knew he had my number, so this wasn’t surprising. His parents made sure we could communicate, for those times when they would be gone when Morgan and I would watch him.
“lol dude come over” The text said.
“Why?” I texted back.
“im with morgan” He replied.
WHAT!? I jumped out of my chair. “wtf are you talking about?” I texted him quickly. This time there was a longer pause. Then he texted me. “lol come to kitchen window”
He must’ve meant in his backyard. There’s a large window that lets you see into the kitchen. Feeling my heart racing, I ran downstairs and out the back door. I crossed into our neighbors’ yard and cautiously approached the window Max was referring to. It was open. As I got closer, I could hear noises from inside. Wet slapping. Morgan moaning. And Max moaning too.
When I looked inside, I nearly had a heart attack. There they were, Morgan and Max. Morgan was leaning over their kitchen table, while Max was thrusting into her from behind. He was wearing his shirt, and his shorts and underwear were on the floor around his ankles. Morgan, however, was much more exposed. Her shirt and bra were both gone, and I saw them on the floor close by. Her tits were happily bouncing around as she got fucked, and as my eyes drifted downwards I could see her shorts were also by her ankles, and I saw the flash of pink from her panties. Her sneakers were still on, but she was basically naked.
“Ohhhh….ohhh my God…Max…” Morgan moaned his name. She was in pure bliss. I knew that look, her eyes were rolling into the back of her head while she bit her lip. This wasn’t an ashamed act. She was truly enjoying this. But how!? Max was a kid!!! And then I saw his dick. It was huge. Far bigger than mine, it was thick and long, at least 9 inches and girthiet than anything I’d ever seen, it looked obscene compared to his body size as it stretched out Morgan’s pussy to its limits.
I saw Max’s phone within reach of him. He must’ve been texting me while slamming her. Little shit! Max seemed to suddenly know I was there because he turned to me, grinned and gave me a thumbs up. Son of a bitch, the kid actually did it! I was dumbfounded, but I still managed to give him a thumsb up back, though I think my jaw was on the ground.
“Yeah, you like that dick, Morgan?” Max grunted.
“Uhhhh…yeah, I do…” Morgan moaned.
“Then say it!”
“Uhhhh…I love that dick…I love your dick, Max…”
“Yeah? You love being fucked by this young dick ?”
“Uh huh…”
“Come on, say it!”
“Yes!!! I love being fucked by your young dick!” She moaned.
Now this was mind-blowing. I had no idea! Maybe she had no idea either, until she somehow got seduced by Max. That will definitely demand an explanation. I’m sure I’m gonna hear it all, plus the gloating.
I will admit - Morgan looked gorgeous. I’ve fucked her doggystyle so many times, but I’ve never realized what it looks like from another angle. I’m always staring at her ass, after all. But this time I can appreciate her beauty in full. Well, I’d prefer it wasn’t a kid plowing her. But despite seeing my annoying little neighbor fucking her, I still felt my cock stir a bit. I hate to say it, but…this was pretty hot.
“Ohhh….ohhhh….uhhhh….yes…fuck me…” Morgan groaned. Max was doing a hell of a job. He was really giving it to her, hard. He was slamming into her keeping a rhythm I could never do, I could even see Morgan’s wetness dripping down her legs as he fucked her. I guess he wasn’t lying about those other women, either. He must’ve fucked a lot of them. There’s no way a kid would be this skilled without previous experience.
Max was still grinning at me, but then his expression changed and he focused more on Morgan. He gripped her soft hips and looked down at his little cock going in and out of her wet pussy. “Ughhh…gonna cum…” He moaned. “Yes…cum inside me…” Morgan responded. I know she’s on birth control, but that’s still a stunning thing to request. She actually wants a kid to ejaculate inside her. Unreal.
Max fucked her harder and faster for a bit, before he slammed his hips into her and stopped. “Oh maaaan….” He shut his eyes and his face scrunched up, and I knew he was cumming. Filling her pussy with his seed. Morgan was catching her breath while he finished inside her, and when he was done, she stood up straight and turned around and I saw his massive load begin to drop out of her thoroughly fucked hole.They both smiled and embraced, and immediately began kissing each other. With a lot of tongue. After a bit of this, she knelt down on the kitchen floor. She took his soft cock into her mouth and started sucking on it. Maybe getting him ready for another round, or cleaning it. Or maybe both. While she was doing this, Max looked at me and smiled and he made a gesture like I needed to leave. I think he was right. Even if they were gonna go for another round, I had seen enough.
I dejectedly walked back to my own house, and marched right up the stairs to my home office. I collapsed back into my chair. Fuck. I can’t believe it. I made a bet with Max, and I fucking lost. He actually fucked my wife!
Shortly after, I heard the door slam and Morgan called out “I got the flour!” I shook my head and placed a hand on my temple. No way am I going to bring this up to her, at least not now.
For the rest of the day, she behaved as if nothing happened. She was acting completely normal. For a moment, I even thought I possibly hallucinated the whole thing, but later while she was undressing for bed, I saw her quickly shove her cum-stained panties into the bottom of the laundry bin. I suppose a stronger man would confront his wife about cheating on him with an 18 year old boy, but alas, I did not have the strength to do this. Cheating alone is something I never thought I’d worry about, so cheating with a young boy? I simply did not know how to deal with that.
The next day, it was my turn to do some gardening, and I was just watering the plants - still in shock from yesterday’s events - when I saw Max approaching me on his side of the fence. Great. Now I get to hear it from this kid.
“What did I tell ya?” Max smiled broadly as he strolled up to me, with much more swagger in his step than usual.
“Yeah, yeah. I saw.” I muttered.
“And you thought I couldn’t do it!” Max slapped his knee. “I told you, man. I can get any woman I want!”
“Where the hell were your parents? I saw the cars in the driveway.”
“Oh, they went out for a long walk.” Max said. “But I know Morgan wanted to ask my mom for flour. It’s okay. I said she could take some.”
I winced. “What the hell did you say to her?”
“Eh, I’ll tell you if I feel like it.” Max shrugged.
“Come on, you’re not even gonna tell me how you managed to fuck her?” I complained.
“Chill dude! I’ll tell you if I feel like it.” Max placed his hands on the fence and looked at the flowers I was watering. “Sorry dude, looks like you’re on your own for garden duty.” He said. I just frowned and said nothing. I also looked at the flowers. At least they weren’t mocking me.
“Bro.”
I heard Max and I looked up and he had extended his fist for a bump. He was smiling. After a moment of hesitation, I sighed and gave him one. “Not bad, kid.” I said. “You did it. You fucked my wife.”
“Yeah.” That’s all that Max said. I was surprised he wasn’t being too much of an asshole. I knew that if I was in his position, and I was talking to the guy whose wife I just fucked, I would be way worse. So I guess I was lucky.
We both stood there in silence while I watered the flowers. Finally I spoke up.
“...Think you can do it again?”
Max smiled. “Yeah, I can.”
I put down the hose. “She’s inside. I think she’s in the basement working on something.”
Max sighed and did an exaggerated stretch. “Yeah, I think I can get her again. Give me 20 minutes.”
20 minutes? Fuck. Now this I had to see. “Okay, go.” I said.
Max left and went around the fence and into my house through the back. If you can believe it, I actually picked the hose back up and continued watering my plants. I couldn’t help but chuckle and shook my head. This kid was really something else.
After I felt enough time had passed, I put down the hose for good. I carefully removed my shoes and quietly entered the house and tip toed to the basement door. It was wide open. Thanks, Max, for making it easier for me to sneak downstairs. As I descended, I heard the sound of a blowjob. I wasn’t surprised when I peaked my head and saw Max sitting comfortably on that crappy sofa we kept down here, and he was getting head from Morgan. I only saw the back of her hair, but I knew it was good, because I could hear her sucking and Max had a big grin on his face. He saw me and gave me a thumbs up. I returned the gesture. The little madlad did it again. Damn, he’s good!
The next night, Max was laying naked in bed in a hotel room. He made up a excuse to leave the house for the night - he was simply going to sleep over at his friend’s place. He knew his mom wouldn’t bother to call his friend’s mom. As for the hotel room, that was taken care of already.
“I still can’t believe he actually asked if you could do it again!” Morgan said as she left the bathroom. She was wearing a bathrobe, loosely tied in the front so it was still possible to see most of her tits. Max smiled as his eyes wandered over her body. She always looked sexy as fuck.
“I told you.” Max chuckled. Of course, when Morgan came over to his house that day, he immediately told her about the bet they made. She wasn’t mad at Max, not at all. She was mad at her husband for agreeing to such a disgusting deal! But Max was able to take advantage of this. Max suggested they have sex for real, and texted her husband so he could watch. With Max’s help, she would get back at him. After they finished and her husband left, Max made a bet with Morgan that her husband would ask him to try to fuck her again. If Max lost, garden duty it is. But if he won, Morgan would get a hotel room for them both.
Max was happy with his success so far. In less than a week, he got to fuck Morgan in his kitchen, then in her basement, and now in a hotel! Three times with one woman.
“And he watched us in the basement too? How much did he see?” Morgan asked as she fixed her hair.
“He saw you suck my dick, and he saw you ride me too.” Max replied. He was enjoying just watching her walk around the room. After she sucked him off in the basement, she took off all her clothes and fucked him cowgirl style, so her back was to her husband.
“Jesus…well, at least he hasn’t asked you if you could do it again.” She sighed.
“Yeah, wouldn’t be a challenge anyway!” Max laughed and Morgan joined him. Although she was a bit nervous about fucking a younger man, this had turned out to be quite fun. Her dumb husband thought she was completely unaware of this little thing going on between him and Max - she couldn’t help but laugh.
“Mmm…looking good.” Max said. Morgan approached the end of the bed and slowly let her bathrobe drop to the floor. “Yeah?” She smiled and gently ran her hands over her nude body. She then climbed onto the bed, slowly crawling on her hands and knees. She lowered her head and teasingly licked Max’s erect penis. He took a handful of one of her huge tits and sighed contently as Morgan began to suck his cock yet again. He was very, very good at bets.