LOGINSliding my thumbs down beside her pussy lips, I massage all around them without touching her pussy. Cyn is pushing her ass up and wiggling around trying to put my hands in contact with her burning, wet pussy. I finally oblige her and rub my thumbs up and down her moist slit, pulling her open and massaging the pink inner sides of her lips. I am captivated by the contrast between the black outside and the pink insides of her pussy lips as I slide two fingers up inside her anxiously awaiting pussy.
"Mmmmm," she moans loudly, pushing her ass up against my hand. I finger fuck her excruciatingly slowly while continuing to massage her ass cheeks with my other hand. She's humping her ass up off the bed, pushing my fingers deeper into her hot, slick pussy. I lean over and start kissing and biting her dark brown ass cheeks while continuing to slow pump my fingers in and out of her pussy. She's humping more frantically now as I star"Do you want to borrow another t-shirt," he asked as he put his sweat pants back. "I'll walk you home so you can give it back," he offered."Why don't you just carry me home?" I teased, but he didn't take it that way. The next thing I knew I was being carried naked across the short sidewalk that divided our houses. It was morning and the sun was just peeking out over the horizon."You are crazy," I laughed as he set me down next to my sliding glass door. "I had a wonderful night," I added, wrapping my arm around his neck and kissing him hard on the lips, while my hand rested against his muscular chest."Me too," he sighed. "I think partly because it was so unexpected," he whispered. "If you want to do it again, I'll be waiting... and watching," he added with a smile. Oh my. I had forgotten about that. What was I going to do about his watching?"I might have to close my curtains," I teased."You might," he smiled as he turned and head
"Now, you're in control," he acknowledged as I sat up on his semi-erect cock. The cuffs around my wrists gave me an idea."Do you ever wear these?" I asked, unsnapping the fasteners."Sometimes," he answered, raising his eyebrows at me."Do you mind?" I asked as I slipped the recently removed cuff around his left wrist."Not at all," he said, moving his arm up so I could snap it to the bedpost tether. Hmm. This was going to be interesting. I secured his other wrist but decided against his ankles since I was going to be straddling him.With his arms stretched out, the contour of his chest was even more prominent and I couldn't resist bracing my hands against it as I abruptly got another idea."I want to suck you hard," I whispered as I leaned forward, lightly kissing his lips and disengaged myself from his impressive tool."No argument from me," he smiled as if amused at the abruptness of my changing ideas.
"Oh God! I'm fucking cumming again," I cried. My body was beyond my control and the orgasm shook me senseless, racking my whole being with such gushing tremors that I was nearly convulsing against my constraints. Somewhere in my semi-conscious state, I felt Ron's body move over mine and once again he pushed his flavorful tongue into my mouth only this time he also pushed his massive cock into my splayed open cunt.My still spasming pussy stretched around his girth and I strained against my ankle cuffs, trying to pull my knees up, to no avail."You are insatiable," Ron whispered as he broke the kiss and smiled at me. "Are we out of control yet?" he asked again and I just rolled my eyes at him. At least I think I did, even my eyes didn't feel like they were mine to control.He started to slowly glide in and out of me and I wondered where I would find the strength to respond to his powerful strokes. After his intense finger and oral stimulations, he was
"Yes, but it's not the only one, watch this." He held up his hand and showed me a small electronic gadget that fit on his finger like a ring. Pressing a button on a remote he had brought with him, he nodded towards the ceiling. When I looked up, I saw a close-up of my splayed open pussy. What the fuck!"This is a wireless mini-cam," he said. "You'll be amazed at how erotic it is to watch yourself climax." Before I could take it all in, his hand moved closer and the entire monitor was filled with my pussy -- up close and personal, as they say."If you have all of this," I nodded to the monitor, the computer and the handcuffs. "Why were you watching me?" I wasn't sure what I thought about seeing myself displayed on a large screen like this."Because you're so beautiful," he said, looking me in the eye. "And you were, seemingly unattainable," he smiled. "You know that you always want what you can't have." With that he nodded to the monitor."See
"Well, a knight in sweatpants," I said, laughing as I tapped my finger against his bare chest. Fuck! It was like touching solid steel. I wondered if his bulge was that hard. Stop it! "Rescuing naked damsels is my specialty," he said, wrapping his large, dark hand around mine. "Call me if you need anything," he smiled, saying anything like it could be a broken cabinet hinge or a night of sexual bliss. I pulled my hand away and rushed out the door. What a night! My husband was still fucking his young slut of a co-worker and I was staring out my window, wondering whether I wanted to pull the curtains closed. Standing in the middle of my bedroom, still wearing Ron's t-shirt, I pictured him watching me. Are you there with your binoculars? Do you want to see me naked? Do you want to come over? Stop it! Where did that come from? Well, why not? It isn't like I'd be the only one in this marriage who was unfaithful and that was an awfully large bul
"That fucking bastard!" I screamed at my computer as the Find My iPhone app confirmed my darkest suspicions. "That lying sonofabitch!" "I'll be working all night on that merger project and just be able to catch a couple of hours of sleep at the office before my 9 a.m. meeting," my husband had said so convincingly a few minutes ago. He didn't know I had activated the GPS tracker on his iPhone. This was the third time this month he'd pulled this shit, but this time I had the new Find My iPhone app to see where he really was. How stupid did he think I was? The real question was what was I going to do about it? It's one thing to know your husband is a cheating, lying bastard, it's another thing to do something about it. My anger quickly gave way to defeatism. What does she have that I don't have? I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror covering our closet door. Turning left and right as I slowly shed my clothe







