All Chapters of NAKED INK: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I immediately went erect at the sight of it, and Isabella stared at me with a teasing look in her eye. She grabbed her newly removed suit, balling it up in her palm. Inexplicably, she tossed it at Ben."Found a suit for you!" she teased.I couldn't believe it!The wet fabric hit him dead in the chest, startling him for a moment.Ben's face immediately revealed the knowledge that my wife was now naked. He grabbed the suit, bunching it into his pocket, jokingly. "Souvenir!", he shouted.The guy was quick with the wit, I had to give him that much. Isabella and I both laughed, but there was now an air of eroticism that permeated the patio.Ben quickly grabbed his empty glass, shaking it around in joking complaint, ice rattling against the sides, "I could really use a refill, but I'm just so damned comfortable. I'd really hate to move."Isabella looked at me, blushing, but her eyes were semi glazed, the alcohol and her arousal were getting the best of her. She shrugged at me as if to say,

I laughed, "You and me both." I opened the door to the car, "I'll make sure to holler the next Marcus we have a pool day." I chuckled, feeling oddly free by the comment. "Much obliged." Ben said, grinning. As I drove into the office I couldn't help but shake my head in amusement over how strange and exciting things had gotten.Upon waking the next morning I opened the bedroom curtains to see Ben yet again, shirtless and walking around in his bedroom. His torso was thick, muscular, and somewhat hairy. He noticed me, and gave me a goofy wave, which I reciprocated.I headed into our bathroom just as Isabella was exiting the shower. Her beautiful body immediately began to excite me, and I quickly had an idea."Your admirer is over there, waiting for you." I said it casually.It was too early, and she didn't immediately know what I meant, "Huh?" she replied, yawning."Ben's waiting for you.", I said it with a knowing smile.She blushed, smirking "What do you mean?""I just waved good morni

Bens voice suddenly turned reassuring, I peeked inside to see him covering himself, Isabella strapping her nightie back over her shoulders, both of them standing up, "Marcus gets a kick out of you being a naughty girl, Isabella. He's gonna love it." She nervously walked out of my line of sight, heading to leave, "I hope your right..."I sprinted back into our house, nearly diving onto the couch in our living room, trying desperately to appear composed.I soon heard the sliding door open slowly, and I saw my disheveled wife walk into the room. Her hair was a mess, and her breathing heavy. The nightie was ruffled, and her face and eyes displayed a terrified expression.I had never been so attracted to her. I stood, saying nothing. I grabbed her by the arm and threw her down on the couch, "T-Marcus. W-wait...""Shut up." I said, lifting her nightie and exposing a sopping wet pussy, I flipped her over and buried myself in her sex with an unbelievable urgency. I had never felt her so soake

I suddenly realized that my jaw was wide open. I looked on in horror as Ben reached around, clutching her breasts, pulling her up into him as he fucked her."You like that baby?" Ben said. I could barely hear them, but their lips provided the context where the sound failed."I love it." my wife replied.He slowed, pulling out of her and spinning her around on his bed, he laid her down on her back. Her pussy looked swollen, inflamed, and soaking wet. His massive organ was coated in an unreal amount of her cream, there was almost a full lather along his shaft. I had never seen Isabella yield so much of her womanly essence before.He leaned down and kissed her breasts, and then her mouth, as he aligned his behemoth at her sex once again, slowly shoving himself inside of her. I watched in aroused fascination as his thick shaft spread her open, her soaking labia stretching and hugging his meat, never letting go. Her juices and her need caused her pussy to cling to his organ. Her womanhood

Seeing him sent me back through all the years of our relationship. He had been my first real boyfriend, the boy I gave my virginity to, and my first true love. Even now, when I dated other men, I couldn’t help but measure them against him, even though it wasn’t fair.At one point, we had even planned to marry. We had children’s names picked out Jason and Leanna.But another issue was that we had only been with each other. Once I moved away for teaching, doubts started gnawing at me. Would he be the only man I ever experienced? The longer we stayed apart, the stronger my curiosity grew.And there was something else no matter how many clues I dropped that I wanted to be told what to do, Ken never picked up on it. I eventually realized he was simply too kind to treat me like the submissive little slut I longed to be. I didn’t fully understand it myself, but I craved surrendering control, being ordered around, letting go completely.It was the opposite of my everyday life, where I needed