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I want to fuck your wife.
I want to fuck your wife.
I am thinking of her. I take each of your breasts gently, one in each hand, and just feel them. I lean down and caress my face with your breasts. I lick your right nipple and blow cold air on it to make it erect, then I proceed to do the same with the left nipple. You watch my tongue gently lap your nipples, alternating from one to the other and back. You put your hands through my hair then slid them down to my soft shoulders. As you run your hands over my hair and shoulders, you discover that my long black hair is surprisingly soft and pleasing to the touch. You love touching me. I slowly move down to your stomach with a path of warm breath and the ever-so-light tickle of my lips. I stop at your belly button and kiss it. First with just my lips, then using my tongue. You close your eyes and delight in the sensation that envelopes your body. I keep my hands on your sides right under your rib cage and I occasionaly reach up to knead one of your breasts or run my hand up slowly between your breast to the middle of your collar bones and back down, in place under your rib cage, again. You reach down to pull on my hair or my shoulders in approval and sometimes to help guide my fingers to your nipples or to your mouth so you can suck on them. Then I begin moving my kisses to your tummy and further south until I reach the waistband of your silk thong. I let my hands glide against your skin down to your hips, where I let them rest. You inhale and the breath catches in your chest for a moment as you imagine the inevitable act that will befall your most private area. You can feel your lower lips and clitoris becoming swollen. They ache in a way that, in this moment, seem only possible to be satiated by the mouth that exist’s just a few thin layers of fabric away from them.
You breath [gasp] again , with your heart rate pumping faster, and grow a little flushed in your cheeks. I continue kissing the sensitive skin above the waist-line of your panties. Your skin becomes warmer to the touch. I lift my head slightly and lower it directly in front of your wet pussy. I lean forward and lick the fabric covering your pussy from back to front. This brings an uncontrollable twitch of your hips to the surface. I smile and do it again. The same uncontrollable twitch takes over your hips and this time takes over your hands too. They jump and as if having a mind of their own, and go straight to the top of your panties and begin pulling them down. When they begin to push down on the waistband, I stop them. I stand up, dressed in nothing but my silk panties, and place your hands behind your back. I look directly into your eyes and say to you, "Let me do this! You just enjoy it [don’t be scared, creature]." You nod your head and I lean down to kiss your neck and grasp your left breast. It takes everything you have in you not to pull me down on top of you and have me take you right then and there.
I return to the place I made for myself between your legs. I rub your inner thighs over and over and then slid my hands underneath you to feel your ass. Then with one quick motion I jerk your hips and ass upward and begin sucking on that sweet pussy over your panties. Again you have to fight the urge to employ your hands to my aide. You can see the thin fabric of your panties glistening where your pussy juices wet them from the excitement. I add more wetness in the same spot, as I taste you through the cloth. My mouth feels so wonderful, like nothing you’ve felt before [so soft]. I tongue and kiss you over your panties and it almost brings you to orgasm right then. A breathy, "Oh my God!" escapes your lips and your hands instinctively move down, to relieve the growing excitement, and slip under my panties, straight to your swollen clit. You don’t even have the chance to rub or flicker your fingers over it when again my hand stops you. I pull your fluid covered fingers from your pussy and put them to my mouth [taste]. I suck each one of them dry and replace your hands above your head. I shake my head as I stand up. You start to get disappointed and scared that you upset me and that I won't finish the job. I begin removing my panty hose and say, "I should've known I would have to do this."
You sit up and look at me with a very confused stare and ask, "You knew you'd have to do what?" I return to the bed with my panty hose in hand and begin moving you length-wise on the bed. I lay you back down on the bed as you continue to wait for my response. I straddle you high over your stomach, my sobbing pussy resting at the base of your sternum, and say, "I knew I'd have to restrain your hands." A different kind of excitement grows in the pit of your stomach and rejuvenates the excitement in your loins. You don't resist when I take each of your hands and bound them, with my panty hose, to the posts at the head of your [marital] bed. After both of your appendages are fastened tightly in the places I want them, I check my work and smile mischievously as I dismount you and place myself in between your legs at the foot of the bed.
I put a hand under each knee and lift them up and spread your legs as wide as I can force them. I lick down your thigh and up to your bikini line and then repeat this action on the other leg. I can feel your arms trembling and you beg me to give you a release with one word, "Please!" I remove your soaked panties, drop them beside the bed and spread your legs again. I run two fingers along the nicely groomed, brownish-blonde hair at the top of your mound and then slide them down your slit. You tug at your restraints as I pass over your tender clit, but it is no use. I slowly insert my fingers in your hole and you begin breathing hard through your open mouth. I lean down and give your pussy a short, sweet french-kiss. You gasp and let out a soft moan. I lap your cunt like a melting ice cream cone on a hot summer day and have your temperature rising and your hips gyrating. I stop only long enough to throw your legs over my shoulders and sit up. Then I dive back into your honey pot. I repeatedly suck your clit into my mouth and release it quickly. "Mmmm...mmmm...mmmm" is all I say as I enjoy your pussy. I begin fucking your hole with my tongue like it was a little cock. You clench your ass and thighs tightly which causes your back to arch. Except for your head on the bed, your legs dangling behind me and your pussy in my mouth, you are fully suspended in the air. The movements of my tongue become more deliberate and much faster and you feel yourself coming to the edge of orgasm. I take your clit in my mouth and suck it in that special place and in that special way until you are convulsing and moaning and groaning in an ecstatic fit of orgasm. "OH MY GOD...UUHHH...FUCK...YEEEEESSSSS!!!" you expel from your lips in between giant gasps of air. I continue to alternate lapping and sucking your clit until you fall limp on my shoulders. I set the lower half of your body back down on the bed and you lift your head with what little strength you have and say, almost breathlessly, "You rocked me...thank you...thank you..." then you drop your head back down to the bed. As you lay there sweating and still gasping for air, I climb on top of you on all fours and whispered in your ear, "You tasted so good." and kiss you hard on the mouth to let you taste what I tasted. Then I move back to straddle you and say, "I hope you aren’t too worn out..." You pick your head up again and what catches your eye first is your husbands swollen cock that has been well rested and is once again ready to jump back in the game...