The Retard, the Church MILF and her Best Friend

Rafael Gomez is a retard with a big cock. He helps a divorced mom her friend by fucking their brains out

Summary:

Lacy Green borrows Rafael to help her move some furniture. While she's over her friend Kitty tells her about how she keeps striking out with men in her life. Kitty sees Rafael and tells Lacy he's quite cute and inquires who he is. Lacy raises her eyebrow and thinks of an opportunity for them all to have fun.

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Moving into an apartment is a pain in the ass. It always has been. There are things that are too heavy and too light, but too many to carry at once. You can pay for movers, but they charge more than it's worth. Besides, what's the point when you have a source of free labor?

I knew it was probably a bad idea to bring Rafael back into my life. He hadn't been aggressive since we fucked--but there was lust in his eyes. He knew what we did, and he wanted more, and besides, he was a great source of free labor. That made me want more.

Every Sunday, I'd be at church with my kids, and Rafael would be there in his suit that fit too big, but nobody cared to fix it. He'd give me those dumb ass eyes and I'd want to take him out back and fuck him. I had resisted so far, but it was hard. I can admit that much.

When the time came to move out of my apartment I asked the Gomez family to lend me their friendly retard. They agreed, he had plenty of free time and was a good listener.

I came by in another churchgoer's truck. Rafael hopped in. I drove a mile from his house before pulling over to the side in a nice secluded spot.

Rafael was wearing blue jeans and a faded red shirt. He had on the retard smile and lusty eyes.

"How are you, Rafael?"

"Good." He looked around, he probably wondered why we had come to a stop. Or he might have wondered nothing at all.

"I've been thinking about you." He didn't respond. "I've been turned on." That did get his attention. "Have you been turned on?"

"Yes."

"By me?"

"Yes."

I was impressed. The retard had learned language. "Do you remember what we did at church?"

He nodded.

"Did you like it?"

He nodded more vigorously.

"Would you want to do it again?" His mouth was open. He looked almost rabid. "I want to do that too... But not here." I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to my breast. I lowered my grey crop top and exposed a tit. Rafael's eyes widened at the sight of my nipple. "Suck on it, retard."

His mouth latched on. I leaned my head back against the headrest and held him in place. I hadn't been touched since Rafael had fucked the shit out of me. Now here I was, enjoying a real man's touch again.

"Oh... Don't stop." That made Rafael suck even harder. Which made me moan more. "God... Yes..."

Rafael sucked on my nipples like a starving child. I ran my hands through his hair and held him close. His right hand came over and rested on my thigh. He squeezed and sucked harder and harder. It made me incredibly wet. I grabbed his hand and placed it between my legs. He looked up puzzled.

“Be a good boy,” I whimpered. “And put your hand into my leggings and touch my pussy.” He didn’t move. I pushed him off me and lowered my leggings. I tossed them into the back of the truck. Rafael admired my body.

I kept my crop top pulled down around my breasts. I made him latch onto the right nipple, then pushed my chest forward so he could taste the other. He swapped between them and licked my skin. He let out his retard grumbles and moans. Then I grabbed his hand and placed the palm on my pubic mound so his fingers could wrap around to my pussy. I placed his finger on my clip.

“You’re going to rub here, understand?” He grunted in approval. I guided his fingers over my clit to show him how to rub. It took time, but each moan was a lesson he internalized. One of the few lessons he had learned in his life. I had to think that in a real man to be intelligent is good. To satisfy a woman is divine.

I started raising my hips up and down. I grabbed the back of his head by his hair and raised his lips to mine. “Kiss me, you retard.” He seemed to stop rubbing my clit. I roughly grasped his hand. “Don’t you dare fucking stop. This is about me.” Rafael looked up like a hurt puppy. He tried to pull back his hand. "You want to satisfy me, don't you?" A silent response. "If you don't satisfy a woman, she won't let you fuck." This disappointed him. "If you satisfy her, she will. Not now. Soon."

Rafael started moving his fingers again as we kissed. I chewed on his retard lips and admired his empty eyes. He stared back at me waiting for a command as his fingers caressed my clit and made me his plaything. His hands were rough from years of the only thing he was good at, physical labor. His calloused fingers dug deep inside me and around my body. His free hand had gripped my side. He held me under his gaze and left me vulnerable as my orgasm started to rise.

It started from his lips and turned into electric shocks in my body. I felt it fall into my stomach and expand into a convulsion, then raised a hand and placed it against the roof of the truck. Rafael shut me up with his mouth to mine. Our tongues locked, and his fingers pushed deeper inside me. He didn't cum, but he certainly felt my satisfaction.

I removed Rafael's hand from my body. My chest rose and fell in desperate bids for oxygen. I put my hand on Rafael's chest and felt a tinge of disgust. He was an empty vessel without intelligence–or long-term permanence of self, but his animal side–which ran on pure instinct–was very much alive. Without logic he could make use of his entire faculty. The only thing he understood was pleasure and being pleasured—the simple consequence of action.

There was no consideration of right or wrong, of whether or not we should be doing this at all. He had been taught to respect boundaries, and he knew that well. He only did what I allowed him. I thought about what that meant and what boundaries he would push if I told him that was acceptable.

"Lacy?"

My breasts were still out, and my leggings were lying across the backseat. Rafael was giddy. He may have been proud of what he had done. I was at least satisfied with it. I stepped out of the truck. Rafael came after. He walked around. I opened the back door and reached for my leggings. I felt him pushing up on my ass. His cock was hard. I looked back at him.

"Calm down, boy, not yet." I rubbed his cock through his jeans and then kissed him. "I need you to help me move everything." I pushed him away. He grumbled. "Get back in the car."

While he circled around, I put my leggings on. I put my hands on my ass and pushed into my skin. I lifted up and felt the light bounce. I was older than I was, but my body still retained a part of its youthful form. Youthful enough for Rafael–the men at church.

I sighed and hopped back into the truck. Rafael looked morose.

"Don't worry, baby, you'll get your fuck."

He sighed deeply.

"I have things to move. You have a job to do."

He took a deep breath and nodded. He had probably heard these words before. He understood, in part, delayed gratification.

I put the truck in drive and left the side of the road. Rafael looked back at it, perhaps longingly. I kept driving until we were back at my old house. My husband, Ludwig waited for me.

"You know you–" He looked at Rafael. "What is he doing here?"

"Helping me move."

"I offered to pay for movers."

"I don't want your money."

Ludwig came close to me. "You don't have to move out." He kept glancing at Rafael. "You can keep living here."

"And you'll keep fucking your little teen mistress?"

He wrapped his arm around me and stood right next to me. "Isn't that better than putting our kids through a divorce… Do you want that? Does God?"

"Don't talk to me about God."

"Lacy–I love you. A man needs a little satisfaction."

*So does a woman,* I thought to myself. "Whatever." I threw his arm off me and walked into the house. "Rafael, we're starting up stairs."

"He'll need more help." Ludwig taunted me.

"It's all in boxes now."

"What about the furniture?"

"I already have my own."

That much was true. I led Rafael into my old home and watched him stack the boxes and move them downstairs. He moved without much of a pause. I saw his forearms flex and every dip of his legs to stand back up.

I watched him, mostly. That was the whole point of getting Rafael. He could do all the work I didn't want to do. Ludwig would walk by and inspect the work. He probably thought that Rafael would get tired, or begin to complain. He'd never had a high opinion of the retard, but I did… Now.

My kids ran screaming throughout the house. They didn't pay me much attention. I imagined that Ludwig had convinced them that I was the one to blame for our family falling apart. Until I finished moving in… I'd let Ludwig keep them at his house. After that, we'd have to settle the issue of custody.

I took a seat in the living room that sat in view of the front door. I watched Rafael enter and leave. Sweat formed along the collar line of his shirt. His head shook, but he didn't stop. It made me realize how much useless bullshit I had that I probably didn't need. It also gave my mind time to wander to when we were at church… The beautiful bastard had fucked me like an animal. Today he had made me cum with his own hands. It was more than Ludwig had done in years, but less than he'd done for that teen slut.

The teen slut is named Kenzie Madison. Ludwig's Mistress. She's a petite girl who he had been sleeping with from the moment she turned eighteen. Ludwig would never tell me where he found her. I had to imagine it was at one of his various friend's places of business. They all lived fast and dangerous with money. Most of them refused to settle down–except Ludwig. He settled down for me and became a good Christian–I thought.

I should have seen it a warning sign when he introduced me to Joseph Hood. That's one of Ludwig's best friends… I guess my mom was right about the company you keep being a reflection of yourself. Hood, for as long as I've known him, has been a womanizer. At all times he's a sexual harassment case waiting to happen. I've been to his firm's building, and every single secretary on staff is a knockout. What they get out of it, I don't know.

Ludwig has a close business association with him. I can only imagine that Hood told him how fun a mistress can be–how much tighter than are than your old ball and chain. Ludwig believed him.

Or it could be none of that. I have no way of knowing–Ludwig won't tell me. He said it was to protect the whore. I don't believe that.

"Lacy," I blink and look to my left. Ludwig is standing with a glass of wine. "No thanks." I shake my head. "I have to drive Rafael home."

"Let him walk."

"I have to return the truck."

Ludwig sits on the table in front of me. "Baby, you're breaking up our happy family."

"It's not happy if I'm not."

"That's all-or-nothing thinking. It's small-minded…"

"Your dick makes you small-minded."

He sighed. "A lot of marriages bounce back from this kind of thing."

"Have you stopped having sex with her?"

"Is that more important right now," He pushed his hand towards and away from me. "Than what we have between us?"

"Me and Rafael are about done." I grabbed the glass of wine from his hand and poured it onto the carpet. "I hope you and your slut have a good time."

"Lacy, you're being fucking crazy. I'm trying to reconcile."

I stood to face him. "You can't reconcile with me until you stop fucking her."

"I can stop."

"I don't believe you."

"What am I supposed to do then? If you won't believe me–it doesn't matter if I'm fucking her or not."

"Exactly."

I stepped past him and went upstairs to find Rafael. He had cleared the entire room.

"Let's go." He followed me. "Goodbye, Ludwig."

"I want you to think about us, Lacy. Think about the life you're giving up for one problem. Men are men. We need a release."

"Rafael is more man than you'll ever be."

Ludwig laughed, clearly shocked. "That retard?"

I stomped to him. "Don't you dare call him a retard."

"That's what you call him."

I frowned. "He's a good kid."

"You're impossible."

I dragged Rafael to the truck. I made sure the items were generally secured and we both got into the car.

"Angry?" He asked.

I started the car before answering. "Very."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not you."

"I'm sorry."

He looked so pathetic next to me. I reached a hand across and grabbed his hair. "It's not your fault. Thank you for helping me–and the other thing. You deserve a reward for being so good today."

"Thank you."

I smiled. "You're polite. I miss polite men."

Rafael was disappointed when he realized everything we put on the truck would have to come off. Thankfully, I only had him put it in the living room.

My new apartment was a bit smaller than I was used to. I have to be honest; it's a lot smaller.

There is the living room and the adjacent kitchen. There are two bedrooms downstairs and two upstairs—one for each of my kids and myself. We'd have plenty of space to fill up. Ludwig would be paying for all of it. It was his obligation as a Father.

Still, I was used to grander houses. I didn't much mind it if it meant I would be away from my cheating husband.

I opened the door for Rafael. The instructions were simple so he could do them without supervision. I walked around the house that would be mine. I had furniture moved in by the people who delivered it. You could convince men to do a lot of things if you smiled and swayed your tits around the right way.

I sat at the dinner table and spread my hands out over it. I felt the grooves of the mahogany table and tried to dig my fingers into it. I wanted to phase through it and be somewhere else. The only thing that caught my attention was Rafael profusely greeting somebody.

Kitty and Rafael walked through the door together.

"Lacy!" Her face looked ecstatic to see me. "I'm glad I caught you."

I brought my hands back to my side. I hoped it made me look small. "What's up?"

"I wanted to check out the place–and check up on you." She scooted up to the table. "And who is that?" She whispered.

I looked behind her. "Rafael?"

"Yes…" She trailed off her words.

"He's a boy from church."

"He's cute."

I looked at Rafael. He was good enough to fuck. I could see that. I hadn't ever recognized him as somebody attractive enough to want.

"He's alright."

"I'll take him myself–if you don't want him."

I brightened up a bit. She was validating that at the very least my actions were still of a woman with a pulsing pussy. Maybe Rafael had turned me on more than I realized. It wasn't just his inability to talk about it that inspired me–or maybe that was justification.

"He's a man of few words," I told her.

"I can tell. He didn't introduce himself."

"He's Rafael." I shrugged. "There's not much to know. He's helping me move stuff and I'm grateful."

Lacy sat down at the table with me. I watched Rafael closely behind her.

"How are the kids?"

"They seem to be taking it alright." I told her, because what else would I tell her? "they're a bit confused… I think everybody is."

"You never told me what happened."

"What always happens. Ludwig was bored and found somebody younger to fuck."

"I hate that…" Kitty groaned. "But I'd love it for myself." She looked back at Rafael. "How old is he?"

"Did your period end?" I joked.

"How'd you guess?"

"I haven't seen you this desperate since college."

She rolled her eyes. "Don't call me desperate… Okay… But… I am."

"You're gorgeous, Kitty. That flowing red hair, green eyes. Your body is still killer. Not like mine."

"Shut up! You've always been the better-looking one."

"I don't feel that way–not when my husband leaves me for a younger woman."

"Have you seen her?"

"She was at my house."

"Well… That sucks."

"I know. I think Rafael might be the last good man out there."

"I bet his cock is pretty good."

I smiled internally. "I'm sure he'd show it to you."

"He doesn't seem that interested. He hasn't said a word to me."

"Rafael doesn't really talk."

"Hm… You said that."

"But he's a good fuck."

Kitty's eyes went wide. "You already?"

I bit my bottom lip. "Yeah…"

"Does Ludwig know?"

"Who gives a fuck?"

"How was it?" She giggled to herself. I smiled. "Oh my god, you slut!" She jeered. "So you're…?"

"It's not serious."

"Now it makes sense why he didn't look at me."

"He's shy, but he's got a big cock–and he won't stop fucking before you're ready… He's made me cum."

"Where do I sign up?"

"Do you… Do you want to?"

Kitty looked a bit surprised. "Are you serious?"

"Rafael's not my man. I wouldn't mind… Sharing…"

"I've never… Had a threesome."

"Me either. Could be fun."

"You're getting all that nervous divorced energy out, huh?"

"You could call it that."

"I mean… I wasn't planning on staying log." Kitty rocked back and forth in her chair. "But I've been missing a good dicking down."

"I promise Rafael can deliver."

"Fuck it. Ask him."

I sighed. "There is one catch, actually."

"What's that?"

"He's… He's retarded."

"Huh?" Her mouth dropped. "Like he's stupid?"

"No, he's most definitely a special needs kid."

"Like he's dying?"

"That's something else. He's mentally deficient."

"And you fucked him?"

I lowered my voice. "He's good. He–he fucked me at church. I brought him to a broom closet and bent over while he just–went to town on me! He didn't fuck a fuck about anything. He kept… Thrusting and moaning. He gripped my hips and lasted longer than Ludwig ever could. I came, Kitty. I came so hard because I'd been wanting to be used for so long. He uses you and fucks you and he'll listen and help you cum. He *did* make me cum."

Kitty looked speechless.

"Give it a try. I promise it'll be good. If it isn't… You can tell everybody I'm fucking a retard."

"He's Hispanic, isn't he?"

"His last name is Gomez."

"I've never been with a Latin guy. I've always heard they're passionate."

"Rafael, is that times ten."

"You're making a big promise."

"I wouldn't make it if I couldn't keep it."

"So… how?"

"How what?"

"How do we convince him?"

I shrugged. "Probably tell him we're horny and to pull his cock out. He likes to fuck. That isn't ever in question."

"Like… Now?"

"Ludwig has the kids. Do you have anything to do that's better than a threesome and a good orgasm?"

"No."

I looked up at Rafael. "Are you done?" He made a gesture that seemed to say, "Almost."

"Close the door. Don't worry about it. I think it's time for your reward."

"Reward?"

I gestured for Kitty to follow me. "What you've been waiting for all day… Remember in the car?" His face brightened. "You liked that didn't you?"

"The car–" Kitty tried to ask.

"Me and Kitty want to have some fun… Are you horny?"

"Yes. Horny."

"Do you like Kitty?" I gestured for her to come forward. "Look at her."

"Pretty."

I approached Rafael and put my hand to his chest. "But do you want to fuck her?" His eyes widened. "You do, don't you?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to let you. Is that okay?"

"Yes." He nodded vigorously.

Kitty was uncertain. I needed to break her out of it. "He will fuck you long after you've cum–you said you need a good orgasm. He can do it. I promise."

"But… He's retarded…"

"But he's a good fuck. It's animal sex."

"Are you sure this is alright?"

I pressed myself to Kitty. "I don't give a fuck about alright. It wasn't alright when Ludwig cheated on me, was it?"

"No…"

"So, I don't care if this is right." I placed a hand on Kitty's cheek and placed my lips on hers. "I care that it feels good." She kissed me back.

"We haven't…"

"Done this since college… I know."

"When we got drunk."

"Did you miss it?"

Our bodies moved against each other. I felt Rafael's body come behind me. His hard cock was already apparent. He smelled my neck and hair. He humped me while I kissed Kitty.

"He's already hard." I whispered to her. "He wants to satisfy you. *I* want to satisfy you."

"Please."

My hands cupped my friend's breasts. I leaned forward and kissed her pale white skin, running my lips up to her cheek, taking a small bite, and pulling back. She moaned. Rafael moaned behind me as he gave a harsh push against my ass.

"He's getting hungry," I whispered. "He's patient, but he's getting desperate for us."

I looked into Kitty's green eyes and felt happy to be there with her. Felt happy to share what I had found with Rafael.

I turned to Rafael and kissed him forcefully. "You're going to fuck me and my friend. Understand?"

"Yes!" This was the most excited I had seen him.

"You like pussy, don't you?"

"Yes."

"That's a good boy. Pussy seems to like you."

I grabbed Rafael's calloused hands and led him to my master bedroom. The bed had already been set up. An Alaska King, I wouldn't downsize on the bed. I liked the space, and with my two companions, it felt like a good call.

Rafael fell back onto the bed. He looked up at me and Kitty. I grabbed her face and we kissed.

"Get naked for our boy. He's waiting."

Rafael had an empty smile on his face.

Me and Kitty kissed as we both labored to remove our clothes. We were both grasping each others breasts and ass, lost in each other. Rafael watched us. I could see his cock was at full mast under his pants.

"He needs some relief," I told her. "Look."

She saw his cocks outline. "Wow."

I put Kitty on her knees at the end of the bed. I crawled to Rafael and kissed him. He grabbed the back of my head–he'd never done that before.

My fingers wrestled around with his pants button. I unclasped it and broke the kiss. Kitty started to pull the pants down. I placed my hand around Rafael's cock. For the first time I intended to satisfy *him*. The thought didn't seem so bad.

Rafael kicked his pants off and I removed his shirt. I admired his chest and kissed all the way down to his cock. I placed my lips on the head and gradually pushed my tongue out. All the while my hand moved up and down.

"Suck on his balls," I instructed Kitty.

She only needed to be told once. Behind me, Rafael moaned loudly. His eyes were closed. His hips began to thrust and his cock shot in and out of my mouth. Every thrust filled my mouth with his length and made me feel more like a woman.

Rafael had let me use him–now he was using me. There was no satisfaction in sucking him off. I only needed to know that he loved it. His moans confirmed that he did.

Kitty moaned as well as she licked on his balls. Her tongue ran over and up to his balls. We made eye contact.

"Even if he can't make me cum–I haven't felt so turned on in years."

"Oh, yeah? I questioned. You like sucking dick, you whore?"

I did not wait for her response and instead deep-throated Rafael's cock and let him use my throat how he pleased. He moved faster and faster. I knew he was losing his mind—the way he always did.

I slapped his stomach and he stopped. "You need to make my friend, Kitty, cum. She's been waiting for somebody like you. Don't disappoint her, okay?"

"Okay."

"Get over here." I kissed Kitty before laying her back on the bed. "We have to start you off simple. Otherwise, you might get overwhelmed…" I kissed Rafael. "You're going to fuck her and you won't stop until I tell you."

He moved between her legs and placed his cock on top of her pussy. He edged his cock forward and pressed the head just short of entering her.

"Without a condom?" Kitty asked.

"He's probably infertile," I whispered an inch from her lips.

"Probab–" I covered her mouth.

"Do it." Rafael sank his cock into Kitty's pussy. She threw her head back. I knew she was already enjoying the benefits of retard cock.

Rafael thrust into her at a slow steady pace, but as the animal he was he sped up. It was gradual until she was slamming into her like a pornstar. His eyes were lost–almost glazed over. Kitty moaned with each hit. She placed with her own tits.

I decided I needed to get mine too. I threw my leg over her face and sat on her mouth. Kitty put her tongue to work immediately. I leaned forward and kissed Rafael while Kitty ate me out. His pace didn't lessen. In fact, when we first kissed, it sped up every so slightly.

"You fuck her good–you retard. I don't want her to leave here without cumming. *I* don't want to leave here without cumming."

"Okay." He was breathless. His face a deep red and breathes getting shorter and shorter. Kitty beneath me gripped the bed sheets. Her hands were pale white. The blood wasn't flowing into them.

It was hard for me to pay attention to anything. A moment later I felt my body release itself into my first orgasm in my new bedroom.

I used Rafael to hold me up. I placed my hand around his neck and we kissed. I rode Kitty's face even harder. After a few deep breathes I hopped off her.

"How do you feel?"

"So… Good… He hasn't slowed down."

"What did I tell you? He's a machine for fucking… He'd make a great pornstar."

"You're right…" She tossed her head back.

I pushed Rafael’s chest back. He placed his hands behind himself on the bed and continued to thrust. I leaned forward until I was sucking on Kitty’s clit. I made sure to swirl my tongue and give her the suction she needed. Kitty wrapped her arms around my body and rubbed my delicate skin. Rafael’s torso jammed against my head, but the longer that Kitty squirmed beneath us—the better I felt.

I knew Rafael and I had accomplished our goal when she let go of my body. Her hands tossed to the side and she gripped the sheets again. Her mouth stopped sucking on my pussy. I lifted myself and heard her start to scream.

“La—Lacy! Fuck! This retard can fuck!”

I covered her mouth with mine. Rafael never once slowing down. His sweat dripped down onto her body and slid down to mix with her pussy juices. I rubbed her clit to the point of overstimulation. She threw her hand down at mine and stopped me.

“Please… I need to think.”

I kissed Rafael and forced him onto his back. His groin continued to thrust. I didn’t want to wait much longer. I grabbed his length and sat back on it. My tits bounced up and down—I grabbed one while I rode him. He gripped my hips and thrust further into me.

“Oh—you fucking retard!” I moaned. “Fuck me! Better than Ludwig ever did!”

Rafael wrapped his arms around me and brought his lips to my tits. He suckled on them as I continued bouncing up and down the length of his cock. I held the back of his head as close to them as possible. I didn’t want the retard to let up for even a second. While he fucked me I was lost in sex—his animal fucking could let me fuck like an animal. No concern for my family, the worlds, the only thing that mattered was how many times could he make me cum? How many could I make him cum? Would he finished inside me? Would that make me pregnant? I wasn’t on birth control, neither was Kitty. But while he thrust inside me—none of that mattered.

The retard fucked me until I was screaming and banging my fists on his chest. His entire face was red—chest red—and drenched in his sweat. He looked more spent than when he was moving all my boxes. He stopped panting for a moment and he kissed _me._

His cock was still inside me.

“That was a powerful orgasm…” Kitty said before kissing me. “When does he get one?”

“When I say so.”

“You’re in charge, huh?”

I gripped his cheeks with my hands and squeezed. “Isn’t that right, Rafael? I’m in charge of you. Isn’t that what your Daddy said?” The retard nodded. “See, Kitty, I’m in charge. Daddy said so. Does that make me Mommy?” I asked him. He shook his head. “What could you call me?”

My eyes drifted to Kitty’s pale body. Her tits were as perky as in college. I couldn’t believe we’d gone so long without fucking. We had an undeniable attraction then, but we were plainly straight girls. In the world to satisfy a man. Now we had one dedicated to satisfying us.

I kissed Rafael. “Do you want to cum now?” He nodded desperately. “You like fucking us from behind, don’t you?” Another nod. I grabbed the back of Kitty’s head and pushed her down to the bed by the small of her back. I placed her on her knees and placed myself in the same position. I looked back at Rafael and spanked Kitty’s ass. “Whichever you want—or both. Do it Rafi, baby. Fuck our cunts and cum. Inside. Or not.”

Kitty seemed hesitant at the last part. I didn’t care. Maybe I wanted his retard babies. He was the only man that was honest and good. What if his kids were the same? They would be better than mine. Self centered little—

Rafael pushed his cock into me. He thrust carefully and sped up. His torso impacted me. I knew my ass was bouncing, I’m sure he loved the view. Kitty looked over at me.

“Should I do something?”

“Let him do whatever he wants. He’s earned it.”

She assented. A few moments later, Rafael’s eyes wandered and he looked over at Kitty’s perfect pale ass. She bounced it up and down for him. I looked back and he seemed to almost drool over it. I pushed him out of me. “Go ahead. Whichever you want.”

The retard pulled out and soon was pounding into Kitty’s tight pussy. He bit her shoulder. Kitty let out a satisfied yell. He used her for his satisfaction. While watching them I had an idea I had seen in a porno—one I had watched with Ludwig. I wondered if it was supposed to be a hint.

I placed myself beneath Kitty and kissed her. I spread my legs and presented my pussy to Rafael. Kitty kissed me as he thrust in and out of her.

“Rafael, try me.” I suggested.

He looked down and seemed to take the opportunity. He pulled out of Kitty and lowered himself to fuck me. His face went directly into her pussy as he started to fuck me. He moaned and ground. He bit into Kitty’s ass and made less intelligible noise than usual.

“Ah!” He yelled.

He pulled out of me and slammed back into Kitty. He bottomed out and began to roar.

“Wait!” Kitty exclaimed. “He can’t come in me.” She tried to move away, but I pushed her back into him.

Rafael, perhaps sensing her hesitancy, put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her back. He thrust three more times before his orgasm shook him to his core. His cum came spewing out of him and into Kitty’s tight pussy.

"Lacy!" Kitty's pale face had turned red. She shoved her face into my sheets and looked ashamed. "I didn't want that."

"What's wrong with a little retard in you?"

"Ugh—why are you being like this?"

"Like what?"

"Don't take it out on me that your husband cheated on you."

"Look at me, I'm not taking it out on you. I wanted you to treat Rafael like anybody else."

"I wouldn't let anybody else cum in me either."

"He deserved it. He made you cum."

"Plenty of people have done that."

"Not like him."

"Whatever. It was fun–I'll get Plan B."

"You won't get pregnant." I looked at Rafael, who was now lying on his back. "He doesn't have much going for him… I feel bad."

"About what? Using him?"

"I'm not using him."

"Whatever… I need to shower. Get this retard cum out of me."

"You had fun though, right?"

"Duh."

"Would you do it again?"

"Yes."

"Even if he cums in you?"

Kitty thought about it. "Yeah, probably."

"Good." I kissed Lacy. "I'm glad I told you."

"Me too… And now I know where to come if I need a good orgasm."

"He won't be here all the time." I sighed. "But his family probably won't mind getting him off their hands for a while."

"Do you think he's done this before?"

"With me at least. I don't know anybody else."

"He seemed too good."

I shrugged. "I don't care. As long as he fucks me good–he can do whatever he wants." I cozied up next to Rafael and threw my leg over him. "He's my little retard."

"You sound like you love him."

"Uh, Kitty, don't kill the mood."

"I'm only saying!"

"You're judging."

"True." She looked around. "I should get out of here."

"See yourself out." I kissed Rafael's neck and gripped his cock. I felt like I had a lot I could teach Rafael. He seemed like he was eager to learn all of it–so long as it was about fucking.

I woke up a couple of hours later. Rafael was nursing on my nipples. He suckled and rubbed his cock on my leg. He was always raring to go. I was surprised he had the self-control to not fuck everything that moved. I was also surprised that I didn't so much mind.

I put him back to work. He put away the rest of my boxes and kept a close eye on me as I wandered near him. I wondered if Rafael was territorial.

I dropped him off at home. I thanked his parents and told them Rafael had been the perfect gentleman. They agreed that he was. I wondered if I could borrow him for a few more jobs around the house–nothing complicated. Mostly heavy lifting I needed doing.

Rafael seemed excited by the prospect. I was, too. We had a lot of things that we could do together. An idea that was forming in my head that involved Rafael and the slut that fucked my husband.

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