1. A Good Wife. Chapter 4


    Date: 9/7/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: Ozel, Source: LushStories

    He had spotted straight away that she was now bare and that she was open to him. He lay her down on her back and positioned himself between her legs, her sopping wet pussy was now right there in front of him. Her scent filled the room as he spread her legs wide, her lips gently parting to reveal her glistening pinkness. His very thick, very long and hard cock within inches of its warm wet goal. He slowly wanked himself, edging his thick head towards her opening. He desperately wanted to force his way in, his lust for my womens pussy was etched upon his face, and in his eager breathes. His bare bell-end nudged against her lips as he rubbed his length. She groaned in response, her hand sliding down her stomach and her fingers began rubbing at her clit. Her back arched as she released a nasal moan, and another. She began lifting her bum off the mattress, her sweet opening searching towards his cock as he wanked, tempting him in. I couldn't believe this was happening. He could of pushed into her there and then and she would have accepted him. She was hungry for him. But for some reason he held back. He moved down the bed and spread her lips open, stretching them wide with his thick fingers. He then tasted her, sucking at her pussy roughly. She grabbed his hair, her whole body spasming suddenly, and let out an orgasmic cry. She had never been one to make a lot of noise, but now as a throaty squeal forced its way from her the books were rewritten. I noticed as he licked her that ...
    his tongue was hugely oversized too, and as it lapped up her juices she arched up and threw her head back, shrieking and moaning aloud. Her orgasm was quick in coming, and very hard. The expectation of his touch had half brought her off before he'd even gone down on her. She lay breathless on the bed as he turned away, leaving her, searching through his trouser pocket on the floor. I knew exactly what he was doing. Even though he had his back to me sitting on the edge of the bed, it was clear what he was up to. I looked to my wife, laid sprawled out on our bed, legs spread. Her pussy so tempting and ripe. Her breasts heaving to the sound of her deep laboured breaths. Her eyes never left him, they followed him longingly. Her desire was undeniable. She was not only willing to go along with this. She was now totally desperate for him. I feared I was no more than an after thought in all of this. True it was my fantasy, but me being there paid no relevance anymore. It was about him, and what he could do for her. I at that moment must admit, my fear and jealousy overtook my arousal. When he stood and turned to her he was rolling a black condom down his thick pole. Her eyes narrowed and her mouth curled at the sight. He was ready, and so was she. The only person not ready was me, and my glaring insignificance was all to apparent. I felt totally powerless, and raw with regret. He took hold of her ankle and sucked her toes roughly, teasingly, then as quickly as he'd moved all night he ...
«1234»