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Because even now, as her husband pleaded for closeness, her thoughts were elsewhere—drawn to another man who had no right to occupy her. So she whispered, barely audible: “Okay. We’ll try.” August exhaled, relief softening his face. He leaned closer, kissed her forehead tenderly, and pulled her into his arms. She let him, stiff at first, then slowly relaxing into the embrace—not out of love, but out of guilt. Her eyes stayed open long after his closed. And in the darkness, Ethan’s shadow lingered, mocking her resolve.

“You know you don’t need to ask me for a favor. I’m your wife. Ask me to do anything, and I will.” I moved to the couch beside her, slightly taken aback by the loyalty she’d just shown me. Her submission was beautiful; her obedience was a fantasy. Just months ago, I couldn’t even get her to let me rub her feet, couldn’t even get her to take my phone calls, but now she responded to me like we were friends, partners. “It’s about Ash.”

She was really blissed and just had to spread the love to the men what made her feel good. As we settled down to sleep, Deni took Jace's hand, placed in on her pussy, then asked Jace if he was allowed to touch his wife intimately. He answered, "That is about the only good thing in our arrangement, and it has a huge downside. Early on, I pointed out that the wife was to be submissive in the bedroom, submitting to their husbands as the wives did in biblical times. She bought that. Then I asked that she always come to our bed naked and available to me, should I be inspired. She liked that idea. So I can fondle her at will, 'looking for inspiration.' The contact counts as inspiration, and she is

Lonely housewife discovers the world of submission. Enjoy.. ****** My first husband and I had a lot of hot sex during the first month we were dating: Nothing new or particularly exciting, just sex and lots of it. But then I got pregnant and since then, our sex life had deteriorated to the point of non-existence. I was unfulfilled emotionally as well. He was caught up in work and I was left taking care of the home, our daughter, and my job. Not a happy time, but I began to daydream of my lifelong fantasy of submission. I really wanted to fully submit to another's will over mine: To be controlled by another and to please them. And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else.

Her husband’s voice, raw and desperate, mixed with a woman’s breathy cries, her stomach twisted while she walked down the hallway like a ghost and pushed the bedroom door open. The sight of what she saw burned itself into her soul. Her husband was on his back, gripping the sheets, while Laura, her trusted secretary, the quiet, beautiful woman who had been by her side for years riding him hard. Laura’s head was thrown back, her full breasts bouncing with every movement, moaning his name like she couldn’t get enough while his hands gripped Laura’s hips tightly as he thrust up into her, and the wet slapping sounds filling the room. “Fuck, Laura… your pussy is so wet and tight,” he groaned loudl

A husband gives in to his wife's wildest fantasy and lets her be taken by another man. What starts as dirty talk turns into a real game of lust, and surrender. Now he craves the ache, the jealousy, and the thrill of knowing she’s coming home full of another man's cúm. ••••••••••••••••• My wife had the sexiést pússy I had ever fúcked.

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

I don't want to believe as it and I'll never believe it that Mara, the wife I dot on could go and do such dirty things. My wife is an obedient and submissive, she is gentle, she doesn't talk much, whenever I talk she never talks back and she never look at me directly in my eyes, she always bows her head. I came back from jogging, and met my little wife swaying along with the scent that was coming from the bath. I stood at the doorpost admiring the kind luck I had of having such a wife when she looked back at me sharply. "Hubby.....t..the bath is ready" she stuttered.

I pull away slightly, “I hadn’t had time. By the time I got him to leave the club, my meeting was about to start. I figured I’d tell you afterwards. I guess he was in a hurry to get money; now we know why.” I take my husband's lips with mine and he opens up for me. Sharing a brief kiss, I then break away to do the same with my wife. “Mm,” she mumbles against my mouth, “I’d so much rather watch the two of you.” Her giggle is infectious, and I back up. “Oh really?” I glance at Jace, “Strip.” He grins and does as he’s told even though he’s not submissive and waits for my next command. Since our wife seems to not want my affection, she’s going to watch as Jace and I pleasure each other as she ge

" My own words did excite me more and more. Never before I had been talking to my wife in this way. Or just thought about her. I ordered my heavily breathing wife to bow herself over Beatrice and lick her young cunt. And the most kinky thing was: She really did so! My wife was sucking Beatrice´s clitty and fucked this young cunt right before my eyes at the same time with three of her fingers. Beatrice was moaning. I told my wife to turn this young chick around until Beatrice's ass was pointing at us. My wife was kneeling down behind Beatrice and kept on licking that meanwhile slippery cunt of our new friend. And surprisingly or not, this stoned teen girl pressed herself towards her tongue wi