Kelly’s First Kiss with Shaun

“So, John, Kelly said she had sex with Shaun last week in this house”, Sharon, tormentor-in-chief for the naïve housewife, took charge as always.

“Yes, they did”, John replied, feeling confident he could keep up the charade.

“I smell bullshit”, smiled Sharon.

“What do you mean?”

“We spend half of everyday with each other, yet I’ve never even seen the bitch kiss her supposed bf”, said Sharon, grinning. “You mean to tell me this prude had sex with her ‘boyfriend’ with you, her husband, in the house? Do you take us for idiots?”

John cringed at her calling Kelly such rude names. Apparently, that was the culture here, but he still needed time to get used to it.

“No, I mean, it really happened. She really…”

“Cut the shit. If she really did have sex with him, she would have no problem kissing Shaun right in front of us, right?” Sharon pushed.

Kelly’s heart leapt. She hadn’t realized her new bestie could come on so strong. She tried to salvage the situation, saying “Come of Sharon. You know it’s true. Would I lie to my best friend?”

“Then prove it. Kiss Shaun right now”.

Kelly looked at John, trying to figure out what her next step should be. To her surprise, John took her hand, looked into her eyes, and whispered in her ear. “It’s OK baby. I know it’s only a pretend kiss. I won’t mind. Don’t blow your cover”.

Kelly was almost in tears. She was so lucky to have married such a wonderful man!

With her husband holding her hand, she leaned in to kiss Shaun on the cheek.

“Are you fucking kidding me? That was the worst girlfriend kiss I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m now convinced you’re full of shit, Kelly. Girls, we’ll restart the bullying from Monday”, came the retort from Sharon.

“No no, wait. I’ll do better. Watch this”, said Kelly. She leaned in again, this time, touching Shaun’s lips with her own, the thrill of it already sending shockwaves through her body.

By then, Shaun had had enough. This incredibly hot bitch had been teasing him unknowingly for the last month. And the payoff was this lousy fucking kiss?

He returned the kiss, opening his mouth a little, letting his tongue explore Kelly’s lips. The surprised housewife’s lips parted a little, allowing Shaun’s tongue to explore her mouth. Almost instinctively, her own tongue raced to meet his, starting a slow, agonizingly erotic kiss that became a full-blown French kiss.

The two were kissing each other’s lips, cheeks, throat. Shaun even planted a few kisses on her neck, giving her a hickey, the first of the night. Ironically, she was still holding her husband’s hand while the scene was being played out in front of everyone.

After a few minutes, Kelly came to her senses. “What the hell am I doing? I’m fucking married!” She was feeling extremely guilty, but she could not deny how sensational the kiss was. Her entire body felt like it was on fire. Kissing John never felt this passionate, she guiltily thought to herself.

Panting a little, she turned to Sharon. “See, I told you we kiss”. She was heavily blushing now.

Her husband was equally flustered. “That was an incredible fake kiss. I wonder how they made it look so real. It almost looked like they had real passion for each other. My wife is so good at this acting thing. She could even be a theater actress!”, thought the gullible husband.

Regardless of the fakeness, he still found it really erotic, much to his shame. “What is wrong with me? This should not turn me on”, he admonished himself. Here his lovely wife was enduring this embarrassing ordeal for both their sake, and he was getting a hard-on? “Control yourself”, hissed John’s inner voice.

“Huh, that was just one kiss. Say Shaun, didn’t you mention you two made out while smoking pot the other day? Or was that another bullshit?” winked Sharon.

“No no, that’s all true. Our girl Kelly here is really good with her weed, right babe?” asked Shaun.

“I… I mean, yes?” stammered Kelly.

“You know the routine, dummy. We’ll need another demonstration”, said Sharon. The crowd around her certainly seemed to agree, hooting and hollering in delight.

Kelly looked at her husband for assurance. With a nod of the head, he whispered again. “Go ahead, babe. It’s only for pretend, right?”

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The gang produced a little ziplock bag of weed. John watched in amazement as Kelly rolled a fat blunt in no time. “When did she learn to do that?” he wondered.

From the crowd, Olivia interjected. “This doesn’t look right. Why don’t you lean back on the couch, Shaun? Then Kelly can lean back on your chest. That’s a good makeout setup, right?” she winked.

Shaun liked the idea. As he and Kelly settled in the position, John was sitting on the other end of the couch, all by himself. He couldn’t avert his eyes from the ‘fake’ erotic scene unfolding before him.

As Kelly was leaning on Shaun’s chest, her breasts were jutting out proudly. The underboobs were more prominent now, her nipples poking through the fabric proudly. Her ass was backed up to Shaun’s lap, resting against his crotch. His right hand was caressing her bare tummy.

With his free hand, he passed the blunt to the housewife. It was the hottest thing John saw in his life when she took a hit. She looked like a natural. As she blew out the smoke, John noticed her nipples getting even harder. This was way too intense for a pretend makeout, he thought to himself.

With both of them getting high gradually, Shaun started kissing on her neck gently. The sensation felt so good to Kelly, she decided to return the favor by kissing Shaun’s cheeks. Soon, the kisses started ending up on their lips. Before long, the ‘pretend’ boyfriend and girlfriend were making out in front of everyone’s eyes, again.

It looked like the erotic show they were putting on was starting to have an effect on the crowd too. Olivia had started to make out with Deacon, while Carol’s boyfriend, Pete, had his hand inside her t-shirt already, groping her fantastic tits.

Sharon had got on Dave’s lap, kissing passionately. Dave was almost dry humping her, with Sharon grinding on his lap. Her 36DD boobs were bouncing with every hump. Slight moans were escaping her lips, as she enjoyed the sensations.

John was sitting by himself when he came to a terrible realization. He had a full-on hard-on! He adjusted his trousers to hide it, rationalizing it as a reaction to all the hot, young college girls putting on such a sexy show with their boyfriends. But deep inside, even he knew it was a reaction to his wife’s incredible display of ‘fake’ affection toward her so-called ‘school boyfriend’.

As if to **** him some more, Shaun’s hand had moved from Kelly’s tummy to her boobs. The housewife was obviously high by that point, closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasing sensations. When Shaun’s hand touched her underboob, she didn’t even make an attempt to remove it. Instead, she was sporting a stupid smile.

Shaun gently grabbed the exposed bottom of her boobs, touching and pinching slightly. In response, Kelly seemed to gyrate her hips a little, pushing back onto his shorts-clad crotch. Shaun’s cock was already hard. In her high mind, the oblivious housewife was feeling really good resting her ass against his throbbing monster.

The ‘pretend’ couple were making out in full **** now, with Shaun grabbing her boobs more roughly. He groped her right boob, then moved on to manhandle the left one, then went back to the right boob again. Kelly was feeling really, really good. Little moans of ‘mmm’s and ‘ahh’s were escaping her lips.

The sound of a female voice finally broke her out of the erotic reverie.

“So how about sex?”