1. choice of a step mother. Intervention - part-2


    Date: 9/3/2016, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cheating, Domination / Submission, Incest, Older, Wife / MILF, Author: thedude8008, Source: sexstories.com

    Barry with his briefcase in one hand and the other on his tie went upstairs to fresh up and get packing for his trip. “I’ll cock something honey, come down when you are done” I said, not knowing what else to say, the practice of being a wife comes in handy when situations like this happen and your sub-conscious takes control. Barry just looked at me funny and left. I walked in all my senses, making up my mind to be strong about things, sat on the other end of the sofa with some considerable distance between us and said “We have to talk.” He didn’t reply, I waited for a minute gathering all the left over strength while the events played in my head over and over again, cleared my throat and said again, “Jack, we have to talk.” He turned off the TV, slowly placing the remote on the table, my heart began to build up the speed, came to the middle of the sofa, I was ready to push him if he tries something, and as I sat there prepped for anything, He sprung up and shouted “I am the king of the world” With a little buzz at the end. This I didn’t expect. It was hard to put 2 and 2 together, I spilled an unstoppable smile as he placed his hand in front of me like asking for a dance or a kiss, I was reluctant, I remember that but something in me pushed my hand over his and he took it and like a perfect gentleman, said “My lady” like in a Shakespeare movie and kissed it. There were butterflies, unicorns and every kind of fairy dust in my stomach which on the back of my head sensed ...
    something is wrong, that romanticizing of things is bad. As I was sitting there smiling with him, half bent, holding my hand while he jumped on me the very next split second, kissing me with his tongue inside, moving it in ways that could exponentially excite my state, and placed my hand inside his boxers. Fondling with my boobs. I sensed his cock still rock hard, amidst all the mayhem with all the strength I gathered, I tried to push him away, but his strength was more than mine, now helpless, my body turned in a position of my ass pointing his cock, He thrusted his cock onto my pants. Twice and used my hair to pull towards him and I don’t know what happened but all of a sudden, he stopped, put me to my initial positing, stood there for a second staring right past me and left. I remained in the very same state he left me for the next five minutes, not even adjusting my top with half of my boobs left out, hair over my face with millions of thoughts questioning the same fundamental reason “What the hell just happened?” One minute he is all calm, the next romantic and the next practically raping me, is he a psychopath? The very thought, no matter what the plausibility made a twitch in my clit. I stopped the thoughts, barricaded them, set my hair, adjusted my boobs and started working on the most important thing right then. Barry’s trip. I started cooking and was half way done, I put the things Barry would need on the bed so that he would not be late, just eat and go, and came down ...
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