1. Mr Peacock


    Date: 7/31/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Authoritarian, BDSM, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Mature, Non-consensual sex, Older, Author: Unknown user, Source: sexstories.com

    Mr Peacock This is a true story about myself and a lady called 'H', we were friends that became lovers although we were still married to other people. Her husband was away frequently giving the opportunity for us to play. 'He said what ?' I asked staring at her in partial disbelief. 'That I had a sexy bum' she replied, a mischievous glint in her eye and her mouth twitched trying not to break into a huge grin. 'Roger Peacock said that ?' 'Yes' she smirked 'So he wants to fuck you then ?' I replied. 'Oh god no .. I hope not.. He's too old, that's an awful thing to say' she retorted but the glint in her eye remained and the corners of her mouth still twitched doing their best to remain unemotional but he knew her by now and knew she enjoyed flirting with other men. 'So what will you say when you see him this weekend ?' 'I will ignore him' she nodded her head to add more weight to the statement. I moved up behind her pinning her against the Aga stove, my hands finding their way under her blouse and quickly cupping her small but very firm breasts. She rarely wore a bra a) there was no need as her breasts were firm and small b) she had prominent nipples which protruded through her clothing attracting appreciative glances which she enjoyed. She was not tall, maybe 5'3" but had the body of a gymnast. In fact she had competed at High School, and although many years had passed (now in her 30's) she still retained a lean toned figure with firm thighs and a perfect arse which as Mr ...
    Peacock had noticed was very sexy. Her raven black hair was always in a short bob adding a more mischievous look to her face. I squeezed her nipples releasing a groan from within her and she arched her head back against my shoulder. 'Stop' she hissed 'I have dinner to make' but at the same time the words were spoken she ground her firm bum into my already hardened cock. This was quite normal for H, she would say one thing but her body clearly had different plans. She had stopped stirring the spaghetti sauce and her hands gripped the chrome rail that ran along the front of the Aga, normally a place to hang tea towels to dry but I swear the manufacturers had a different vision. I pulled my hands out from her blouse and quickly unzipped her skirt at the back which fell down around her ankles. She was wearing a black suspender belt attached to pale black stockings that finished half way up her thighs and no knickers. The black straps of the suspender belt framed her perfect bum and I could see her wet pussy from behind as she gently spread her thighs. 'No knickers ?' I questioned into her ear as my hand with thumb protruding slid in between her thighs making immediate warm wet contact. My thumb slid straight in and up her shaven wet hole as my other hand grasped her breast. 'You know I don't like them' she gasped her mouth in a cruel smile of pleasure and her eyes half closed. My thumb thrust in and out of her pussy whilst my tongue invaded her ear, she squealed with delight sticking ...
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