(Though my stories are standalone, they're all somewhat related. For a complete list of chronology, refer to my profile info.)
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When Bonnie and I had our first kid, our sex life began to tone down and our marriage was more or less like most others. We moved from the city life in the east coast to the suburbs in California so we could give our kids a better future. My son, Michael, is 2 years younger than his sister. I'm very proud of my boy and he is a lot like me in many regards. However, unlike me he was never a geeky nerd. Throughout his high school days he was smart, popular, and athletic.
My daughter, Anna, was a different story in her teen years. She inherited her mother's slim athletic body and my height at a good 5'10". You can imagine raising such a daughter, she was a party girl and a tease to all the boys. However, we were grateful she was able to enroll into an average university. Being independent at college actually helped her get along with both my wife and myself at the time. So you can understand why we were more than willing to let her have a party at our house during her first spring break, as long as she kept it limited only to a few close friends.
The party was set up for a weekday and I had to work. My daughter invited around 7-8 friends from college that lived within driving distance. My son never got along with his sister so he decided to spend the day playing video games at his friend's house. It was not that we didn't trust our daughter to be alone in the house with her friends, but since my wife only worked part time then, she was eager to help cater the event.
Being a tech kind of guy, I had CCTV installed throughout the house, except in the restrooms and my children's bedrooms. Even though it wasn't a secret when I installed them, but eventually we just forgot they were there. However, I had the video feeds linked to my phone and kept an eye on the party.
Immediately I got pretty upset early with the party. My wife was away in the kitchen preparing food and the young people were spread out mostly in the living room, family room, etc... My daughter was making out with one of the guys and he had his busy hands all over her. Yeah, I know they weren't high schoolers anymore, but hey a father is a father, right? If I were there, I'd probably put that kid in a headlock and throw him out. Since I couldn't do anything and tired of being upset, I decided to watch my wife in the kitchen.
Bonnie was preparing food and she looked pretty tenderizing herself. She had her hair in a low bun, with the front hair draping down on two sides before pulling back. She was dressed quite conservatively with a short sleeve blouse and a soft long skirt. Now, many people may already know this, but Asian women age much differently than other women. Up even past 50 years of age, they somehow were able to retain their youthful look. Many Asian women in their 50s can be easily mistaken for 30 year olds. It won't be until past 60 when they start to rapidly age. At this time, my wife was actually only in her mid-40s and still looked very... fuckable. I was always busy with work, being a father, etc... that often I felt guilty for neglecting her sexually.
I was ogling my wife on the video for a few minutes before one of the boys walked into the kitchen. He was an athletic jock type, like most of my daughter's horny male friends. He stood by my wife and chatted a bit. They laughed a few times and my wife casually patted his shoulder during the exchange. Suddenly, I noticed he placed his hand on my wife's nice round ass and started rubbing it while softly saying to her, "Ma'am, I hope you take this as a compliment but now I know where Anna gets her sexy looks."
A little startled, my wife immediately swiped his hand away, but blushed at the compliment before replying, "Hey, you horny boy! I think girls your age would appreciate those compliments more."
I was intrigued by the exchange and how bold this boy was. He continued by putting his hand around my wife's waist and leaning in whispering, "I'm sure they would, but they're not as sexy as you. Besides, I'm sure you can teach me all sorts of things they couldn't."
My wife again swiped his hand away and laughed out loud, "OMG! Where did you learn to talk so smooth? Does it ever work?"
They laughed and giggled, then he simply walked away to the rest of the party. I wasn't really offended by the exchange, if anything felt guilty that I hadn't been satisfying my wife enough. It was a busy day so I didn't get a chance to check my phone again until lunch. At first there weren't much to see, most of them were gathered in the living room watching a movie. A few had wondered off to make out. One of them was my daughter and again I was a little upset. Other than that, it was a pretty boring scene.
I caught my wife Bonnie in the garage doing laundry. She was on her knees with half her body inside the dryer, either looking for a sock or cleaning the inside. I was admiring her perky round ass for only a few minutes before that same boy suddenly showed up. With the washing machine making all that noise nearby, Bonnie didn't hear him close the door behind him. He walked up to my wife and without hesitation grabbed her round tushy with both his hands. A loud thump could easily be heard as she hit her head in the dryer at the sudden grope.
Though the washer was running, Bonnie could be heard light heartedly shouting to the boy, "Wtf, you scared me! Stop it!"
The kid knew he had her in a compromising position and refused to let her out. He lifted her skirt up around her waist and pulled her panties up between her ass cheeks, giving her a tight wedgy. A sudden gasp escaped my wife and she started to panic. He began rubbing the panties tightly pressed over her cunt lips and her protests slowly turned into soft whimpers as she pleaded with him, "Hey no... ug... no, let me out!"
The boy replied with a devilish voice, "My goodness, ma'am, you're getting wet."
He kept her stuck in that dryer as he continued rubbing her panties tightly pressed against her cunt lips. Soon it was evident Bonnie's body was throbbing lightly with his movement as her protesting voice turned into sultry deep moaning. After a several minutes, he finally pulled her out of there. The moment of pause brought my wife back to her senses and she quickly said to him, "Ok, you had your fun. Bad boy, now go back to the party!"
However, he was not done. While she faced him, he pressed her back against the dryer until she was leaning back on her forearms. Then covering her mouth with one hand, he unbuttoned her blouse and lifted her bra up while she fiercely struggled and resisted. A gasping moan escaped Bonnie's mouth when the bra scraped over her already hardened nipples and she looked helplessly at the boy ogling over her firm tits. Without a word, he dove in and engorged himself with my wife's dark red hard nipples as she screamed through his hand. She squirmed and tried to pry him off with one hand while still trying to support herself on the dryer with her other arm.
He was like a hungry animal, always pinching one nipple while feasting on the other. My wife was in absolute sexual agony, but her moans and whimpers were muffled by his hand and the noise of the washer nearby that nobody outside could've heard a thing. After a few minutes, she was able to grab a handful of his hair, but was unsuccessful in prying his head off her tits. However, as he sucked on her more viciously, it was clear her body was involuntarily throbbing against him.
The whole scene had me so aroused I couldn't sit in the company dining area without drawing suspicion to my growing bulge. I quickly went into the restroom and unzipped my pants in a stall, stroking my cock on the toilet as I continued watching my wife being violated by this horny young man on my phone.
While covering her mouth and feasting on her nipples, his other hand had disappeared down my wife's panties. She was completely lost and just moaning mindlessly with her eyes shut as her body throbbed to his hand's rhythmic fingering. After a few minutes, he lifted his head off her tits and she opened her teary eyes. Then staring at her while fingering her, he softly said to her, "Ma'am, you're driving me crazy, I have to..."
His words must've brought my wife back to her senses again as she screamed a muffled "no" into his hand while shaking her head. Still covering her mouth, he turned her over until she was bent over the dryer and pulled her panties down to her knees. While my wife struggled and tried to push him off, he unzipped his pants and his hard swollen member popped right out. He didn't even want a blowjob; but decided to tease her by rubbing the precum sticky head of his cock up and down her slippery pussy opening. Ordering her to look at him, he asked her, "Ma'am, may I?"