Angie lived across the street from my wife and I. She was 14 when she was married and was now 17 years old. She had one child already. I don't know how. Her husband was almost always gone. And she was a wild one. Not having the chance to be an average teen, Angie was ready to be wild at any given moment. The first time I met her, my wife sent me over to borrow a couple of cigarettes one evening. Angie was a knockout, with long blonde hair and ample size tits. She was wearing sweat pants and a midriff shirt. No bra in sight, but plenty of hard little nipples to see poking through the shirt. The sweats were somewhat tight and showed off a fat pussy with a camel toe shape. Boy, did I want some of her. After some serious smiles and chat, I retrieved the smokes and returned to my house. I fucked my wife with great ambition as I thought about Angie and her fat pussy. What I wouldn't do for some of that one. The opportunity finally came when I was sent over to smoke a joint with Angie while my wife cooked supper. Thinking Angie's husband was home, my wife told me to take my time. We went into the garage and I fired one up. I began to notice Polaroid snapshots of Angie naked, posted everywhere in the garage. What a pussy! I asked her about them. She explained that her husband liked to take the pics and show them off. Being 17 did not matter, as they were married. I asked her what else they liked to do, and as the joint relaxed her, she informed me that he liked to hear about strangers fucking her while he was away. Turns out he worked out of town a lot. Bingo! That was my answer to opportunity wishes! I stood closer and asked her for a peek at the goods. She was reluctant at first, but then told me that she would only show her tits. With that being said, she lifted her shirt and showed me the braless creatures. What a form! I immediately reached for one, but she backed away. Still, she showed them to me and told me they were sensitive. After a couple more pulls on the joint, she asked to see my dick. I showed her my own tool and she was surprised to see it was shaved clean. She immediately grabbed it and stroked it, as it was already hard. Then, Angie surprised me by bending over and licking it on the underside! Suddenly, I found myself getting a blowjob as we both stood. I reached under her chest and massaged those lovely tits. Her nipples were long and hard and she was moaning as it all went down. Suddenly she stopped sucking and started panting and screaming lightly. Then, I could see the wet spot through her sweats! She has orgasmed from the stroking I was giving her. Angie relaxed and then had a look of fire in her eyes. I found her to be very horny still and she was trying to tell me that she needed some dick. With that, she pushed me into an armless chair and began sucking me again. Without warning, as I was nearing my own nut, Angie stood up and dropped her sweats. In a lovely, sexy thong, she approached me hurriedly. Pushing the thong aside, she impaled herself on my dick and began to work that pussy like there was no tomorrow. I watched her face as she neared orgasm again. As she got off, Angie humped my dick with fury. It was more than I could take. I let go a load of cum that blasted her cervix with such force that she again orgasmed. Relaxing, and thinking she was done, I began to think about how I needed to get home. But, my dick was still in this little vixen and it was still hard. I lifted her up as I stood up with her still on my dick. I moved her to the workbench and threw her legs over my shoulders as I fucked her with fury. I sucked on those wonderful titties and enjoyed the sight of my dick pushing past the thong. It was more than I could take. I flipped her around, bent over while standing an entered her from the back. I pumped with all I had before I again dropped a load up in that delectable little quim. I withdrew my dick and Angie licked it clean and smiled as she kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for the fucking I had just given her. She then told me that she would share it with her husband, but that was the only place she would repeat it. I went home, blazed from the joint, and just in time for dinner. After that evening, anytime my wife needed something from Angie, I was happy to oblige. I would go over and fuck her with her thong on. Sometimes she would give me her panties to keep for a few days. I would often smell the little thongs as I jacked my dick, thinking of that pretty little pussy. This went on for a few years, until she finally moved. Angie had some babies and I sometimes wondered if any of them were mine!