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An infidelity. Tired of my boring husband
Hi, my name is Monica, a Spanish woman from Argentina, South America. This story I’m about to begin is 100% percent true and happened only just two years ago when I still was married, save for I‘m a divorced woman now.
Well, before I start on this account, I’d like to describe myself: 36 yo., black straight hair, a white and meaty lips; big breasted thanks to a boob job, a gorgeous ass that stand out a lot. Besides, I have received lots of flattery and compliments, they throw a bouquet on me saying oh, darling, oh my darling bitch, etc., while I’ve enjoyed that but pay no attention, never look back, only go straight, pretending I’m not listening.
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At the beginning of this story Alberto, a Spanish guy too, proposed me matrimony. He’s a 57 yo. guy, and despite I had refused any engagement after got divorced, we began to get along very well, and became good acquaintances, I didn’t want any fucking relationship though. At first I became conscious I was going through a bad time, out and down, not a fucking penny, out of work, and was determined to marry this well off man, with good economic status like that of a well heeled middle-aged American male.
We became friends; he owned a law office where he got me a job with a good salary, as his junior. After three months in this job as a helper, he dated me and while in a luxurious restaurant having dinner, he proposed, and my answer came quickly: “yes.” No doubt this guy was a good man, not to mention his good financial position.
I married Albert and everything was ok at the beginning. We apparently would succeed in our relationship, but the sexual stuff. We married and immediately I lacked or didn’t have a lot of gratification, fulfillment at sex; he either would feel asleep on top of me while doing love or got home too late; soon some ideas came up to my mind about cheating my husband, but never dared, despite a thousand opportunities had showed up on the way: I can tell about the many instances in which I boarded an overcrowded bus and I got hard rods pressed to my ass, while riding this bus; they would give me their cell phone number to me. This has happened to me with males ranging all ages, well built ones, with good complexion, and all that.
While I’m not especially smart, but I’m built, a woman with a sturdy and attractive body, esp with large
Everybody would stare at me having images of me naked at the gym and dared to address to me in a pervert manner, taking dirty in front of my couple. He’s quite jealous and therefore gets annoyed, irritated easily, but he would take it easy, like a submissive and obedient man. On the other hand, I’m happy at being complemented, especially if I’m living with a well heeled husband.
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One day I decided to make my move because my husband had fallen behind and had failed to fuck my brains out. We had gotten up early to go to the superstore, so I wore my tight jeans, fucking tight, indeed, and a top with low neck with my marvelous thong under my fucking tight white jean, whilst I used more make up than usual. I no sooner stepped in the supermarket than I noticed all men staring at me with curiosity and interest while I checked the stands –racks- for cereal. I came up with the idea of bending over to grab an oil bottle, so that boy at work in the supermarket who was arranging the merchandise on one shelf could see my nice thong. Albert seemed not to be paying attention, so I played fool. I was happy this way and so was the clerk.
As we were going out of the mall, I saw a handsome guy leaning against the wall. He had a certain charm; noticing he was smoking I asked for a cigarette and smiled gladly at him while he lighted my cigarette. This was enough for Abert to go mad and said:
“Damnit, have had enough. How could you do this?!!” I replied:
“I did what?”
He said:
“Don’t you play foul, Monica. Let’s go home now!!”
I was happy shivering with this kind of funny situation, coz this only would screw up my audacity. As we got home he began to scream at me saying:
“I can’t take this anymore, you no longer are going to dress up like that, you hear me?”
I played the victim here, pretending I was fucked by the fickle finger of fate, and rushed to my bedroom crying, making believe I was suffering. A little while later Alberto was trying to comfort me and apologized, asking what he could do about this to please me and make me happy. Well, I only needed a caveman, a strong man. He asked:
“Oh, darling, how could I possible please you?” I said:
“Oh, I don’t know. I want to have fun.”
He said: “I don’t get it.”
I said:
“I just want to have a good time, go to a disco.”
I wished I had said I needed a real caveman, a crude man, one who was sexually rough to fuck my brains out. I needed a real macho.
“Ok, my queen, wanna party? Let’s go.” He said.
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This week Albert would hire a gardener to perform a good job at the front yard, and told me someone would come so I had to be at home to give gardener’s directions -meet him.
Somebody rang the bell in the afternoon and, as I headed to the front to open the door for him, I saw a virile, young man I reckon 26 yo., physically powerful, well built, beautiful muscles, with tattoos –I like this- the perfect man ideal, a model, to stroke my vulva.
“Hi” he said. “I’m Alex. Nice to meet you, ma’am. Your father just hired me to fix a problem in the garden.”
I interrupted him laughing: “Mr. Albert is my husband. Get in and check what you gotta do here.”
I saw Alex took off his shirt while working. Didn’t believe my eyes. “I’d fuck this guy now” I thought.
I began to touch my pussy which was too wet by now, but Albert, my husband, would be here any moment. In fact, he arrived, I said:
“Hi, darling.” He replied:
“What’s the matter with you, Monica? You’re sweating, like agitated, tense”
I said:
“It’s nothing, darling, just a little dizzy.”
“He said:
“Oh, it’s ok. Hasn’t the gardener arrived yet?”
I replied:
“Oh, yes of course, the macho… sorry, the gardener is here.”
My couple left for work and I dressed up in an exciting way for Alex to see me, in an outfit consisting on short skirt, short tight pants, low neck, high heels, etc., in fact, any kind of insinuation or hint that would assist me to arouse him. In that particular day, Alex had been gardening outdoors. I noticed he was doing a tough job there so I didn’t hesitate in asking: “Would you like to come in for a soda?”
Alex said “Yes” immediately.
I was so horny I couldn’t tolerate this anymore while wearing my mini blue jean skirt, a gorgeous thong, low neck blouse and red lipstick… in fact, a very attractive eye catching woman.
Alex stared at my well built body. Oh, how I wished I had his big head at the door of my ass, to run my hand up his leg, coming close to his penis, then start to lightly rub his rod through his pants, start licking his cock head. Oh, yes, please, fuck my face, the taste of my ass on his cock.
I had been day dreaming while seducing Alex, showing off my ass, shaking it for him, my thong too evident through my tight pants while looking for stuff to drink coffee.
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We had a wonderful chat, inquiring about his private life, what you do for a living, etc. It’s at this moment I ask for a cigarette, light it, take a deep puff and threw smoke in his face at times. Fuck!! I was wishing to devour this young guy with my pussy hungry for cocks. No doubt this was a cocksman and it would be was advisable to dance so I’d warm up for a good hard-core.
Alex stood up and braced me firmly, kissing me while his hand run along my legs and tummy, but never touched me between my thighs. I felt as something wet run down my legs, with juices dripping… I hadn’t been yet touched here, though I had been moaning loudly like pervert bitch, even before penetration.
Nonetheless to say, I was urged for a good rod right away to grind that eager cunt. He suddenly introduced his damn wonderful piece of meat, and a loud scream was heard around the room. He nailed me to the deep end.
“Ooh,” I cried out again. My pussy hole stretched to accommodate his plunging dick In and out his cock thrust as I slipped up and down his cock.
“God, yes.” I squealed.
We spend hours fucking that evening, and I cummed four times. I’ll never forget how well this young man had fucked me over.
Finally, I divorced Alberto, and later he realized that Alex had been trimming the garden quite well, and but Alex also kept on visiting me, not exactly to have the grass and plants trimmed but to care for the other garden, the bush between my thighs and have it trimmed it with a good finish!!
THE END
Detention
Alexa finds out detention isn't as bad as she thought.
Ms. Robinson was the only teach at Mickinly High School that all the boys wanted to fuck. She perfect, velasious breasts and a nice firm ass. Her clothes were always tighter than they should be and she loved the attention it gave her. But someone had found out that she's wasn't looking for a man in her life, rather than a woman. This didn't stop the boys from watching her hips dance as she crossed the room, her long brown hair flowing along behind her.
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I, on the other hand, found it rather repulsing. Well, until that one day. I wore a pink mini skirt to school and a tight white tank top. During Ms. Robinson's last period math class, I started talking to a friend beside me. Ms. Robinson gave me a single warning that I ignored. After a few minutes, I started whispering to my friend again.
"Alexa, I will see you after school. You have a detention." All the guys smirked and sighed in envy. I grew hot with anger, never having to stay after. But since it was last period, I knew she wouldn't let me leave until detention time was up.
After class, while every talked about their plans as they left the classroom, I stayed sitting at my desk, arms folded across my chest. Ms. Robinson stayed at her desk, a red pen scribling across some worksheets. Finally, after five minutes of silence she looked up and smile. "Alexa, will you pick up some of the pieces of paper laying on the floor." She asked sweetly, turning back to her papers before I had time to refuse. I groaned and got up, starting to bend over to pick up paper on the floor. There was more than I ever noticed.
After getting sick of having to bend over every time, I started to crawl around on my hands and knees. I stood up to go throw it away to see that Ms. Robinson was watching me with a smirk on her face. "C'mere." She motioned for me to go to her desk. I did so and threw the paper away in the can next to her. She stood up and pinned me in the corner, putting her hands on my waist. Her lips were upon mine and I made the mistake of trying to scream, allowing her tongue to enter my mouth. I had to admit though, that she did taste good, really sweet.
Her hand slipped from my waist to under my skirt, massaging me dampening pussy with her index finger. After struggling against her, I finally gave in. She smiled at me, pushing me over to her desk until I was sitting on it. She pulled my pink thong off and got on her knees, running her tongue the length of my pussy. I moaned and leaned my head back, enjoying ever lick and flick of my clit. She soon shoved to fingers into my fuck hole and moaned a little louder.
She fucked my pussy with her fingers while her tongue greedily lapped at my click, sucking and biting it occasionally. She suddenly stopped, licking her fingers before reaching over into the drawer next to her. I had a feeling of what was coming now. She dug around for a moment before pulling out of the biggest strap on dildo I'd ever seen. Well, the only I'd ever seen, actually.
She smiled as she quickly put it on, moving between my legs again, pushing my skirt up to reveal my soaking wet pussy. With one quick motion, she shoved the huge blue stick into me and I gasped in pleasure. She started pumping hard right away, making me moan. I wrapped my arms around her neck and moaning into her chest. She unbuttoned her red blouse to reveal a pair of perfect, firm tits. Her nipples were pink and perky and I immediately pulled one into my mouth as I massaged the other. She tasted so good, I forget all about me thinking that lesbianism was repulsive.
My hand was suddenly making its way down to my clit as she continued to fuck me like no one had. I could feel an orgasm coming slowly and rubed at my clit as hard as I could. "Oh god, Ms. Robinson. Fuck me harder." I moaned, throwing my head back in pleasure. She did just that and soon enough I was coming.
Ms. Robinson pulled the dildo out of my pussy and pulled my head down to it, making me lick and suck it clean. The taste of my own juices only aroused me more, making me want her to fuck me even more. She smiled, obviously reading me as I closed my eyes, trying to get as much of the dildo into my mouth as possible. "You want more?" She asked. I looked up, taking my mouth off the strap on and nodded. She smiled wider and pulled me up, bending me over her desk and sliding it in again.
"You're one horny slut." She commented as she started to pump again, this time going to slowly to torment me.
I moaned, trying to make her go faster, pounding back at her. But this only made her grab my hips so I was unable to move. She started to pull out all the way and then it in all the way again, making me scream. She did this for a few minutes before tightening her grip on my hips and tearing my pussy up as hard as she could. I came again, more violently than before. "Now, it's my turn." She declared, pulled the strap on off and sitting on her desk.
Ms. Robinson pulled my head down to her pussy. "Just do what I did." She ordered. So I did, licking her pussy up and down. Fucking me must've really turned her on, her pussy was soaked and it didn't take her long to come. But once I had her taste I could stop, sending her to violent waves of orgasms over and over until she had to stop me.
I licked my fingers hungrily, looking up at her. She stood up, pulling her panties back on and handing me mine. I shook my head, deciding I wanted to walk home without them. "So, do you want another detention tomorrow?" She questioned, smiling at me as I grabed my things.
I smiled excitedly. "Of course. But maybe my punishment should be a little more severe."
"That is very possible." She agreed, packing her things up as well. As we were walking to the door together, I could feel her hand playing with the hem of skirt before rubing my ass. As we existed into the hall, she walked her separate way.
The next day, she made sure to give me an even longer punishment.
Celtic Goddess
a lesbian adventure
Hi I am here to share some of my fantasies, who I am and what I am is unimportant I’m sure lots of you will work it out, enjoy.
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I woke this morning at 6.30 to the normal annoying buzz of my alarm; alone in the bed again, but that is not a problem. The point I have reached in my life has been hard fought and definitely worth it.
I had a normal, well normalish child hood I grew up in a small village on the edge of what was an heavy industrial area but the recession had left it a place of empty factories and men who walked round with a the 1000 yard stare of the dispossessed.
This is time of my awakening my body had started to change, breasts swelling, the first wisps of hair and the curse. It was the night time that excited and frightened me so much; the dreams of sexual adventure with boys, men and worryingly girls. It was the dream of a girl with raven black hair green eyes that alarmed and excited me most.
We met at one of the many parties I new went on but did not go to; or more aptly was not invited to yet, I saw here across a room filled with smoke, sweat, and the macho posturing of adolescence boys. Her beauty was so intense it made my mouth dry my heart race and my nipples harden instantly; I look down for a moment, these are not my tiny fledgling breasts but full pert rounded breasts of a woman, in my dream I look away confused and frightened.
As is the way of dreams the next thing that happens is I am talking to this Celtic goddess her voice both calms me sets me on fire, the conversation moves from clothes to boys and we both mention their immaturity and then she puts here hand on my arm and asks if I like to get some air; is the rugby team shot gunning beer then followed by communal vomiting or does she feel the same way as me; as we walk out side I notice my goddess is carrying a bike leather.
Here am I looking at the swing of her slim hips, the curve of her breast through her skin tight tee shirt and wondering is it the cold that is pushing here nipple through the thin cloth. Those thoughts are pushing a burning pulse into my sex and I can feel wetness start to edge down my thigh. We walked down the street until we came to a bike, a GPz 900 the world’s first real super bike. Girls did not ride bikes they were pillions or so I thought then in my naivety. Back to my dream, the goddess has just been elevated to realms of Venus, totally in my eyes or more appropriately in my loins, I mumble something unintelligible as she offers me a lift, she hands me a helmet and her waterproof anyway she climbs aboard gestures for me to join her and shouts above the roar of those very loud cans to hold on to her if I prefer. I do not need a second invitation I cling on far to tight I press my breasts against here her back even knowing she probably cant feel them through her leather I can feel her, I can smell her scent in the helmet or maybe the jacket I am completely in love; well alright then lust but I was only a teenager in when I had this dream,
We sped along deserted wet streets, it has been raining and smell of that area just after rain is amazing; wild garlic wet soil just so fresh it also brings this dream to mind which is always an enjoyable experience, I clung to her as the bike struggled for grip on those skinny tyres that were available then but as we slid and fishtailed our way home my fear subsided and turned into excitement at the danger, holding on so close to my goddess and the vibrations through the seat took me closer and closer to the edge.
Then it was over we pulled down a back street and she shut the bike down, took her helmet off shook out her raven locks; there in front of me was goddess I new I would do what ever she asked, she smiled and invited me to her flat for a coffee. I gathered all the composure I could muster and accepted, then tripped getting of the bike and fell into her out stretched arms, held her in that brace and looked into those pools of green eyes for what seemed an hour then she kissed me and I kissed her back our tongues battled and explored, our lips sucked and she nibled on my lip; which to this day blows my mind, we broke the kiss and she led me by the hand into her flat.
As we enter her small but neat flat she turns one small lamp on hits a button on the stereo and a Nina Simone track wafted about the flat. She kisses me gently caressing my arms and then my back, she pulls back and said you’re cold we need to warm you up, then smiles the sexiest elfish grin. I am pulled willingly to a small bathroom she turns on the shower, the small room soon fills with steamy heat. She grabs my tee-shirt at the bottom and pulls I instinctively lift my arms as they were restrained in the shirt she kisses my mouth and my breast and nipples one after the other. I am left struggling with my top when the buttons of jeans are undone and eased over my pert round backside leaving only my tiny thong which is being devoured by my swollen lips. I watch with even greater excitement as my goddess undress’s her tee-shirt is first, revealing pert round breast slightly smaller than my own but the marble white skin contrasting with the raven black hair now falling over her shoulder and down her back. I drop to my knees and undo her jeans passion has taken me I pull them down to find nothing but a very wet shaved pussy with a small V of jet black hair above it, I reach forward to kiss her soaking lips her legs open for me for a moment then she lifts me gently, kisses me, licking her juices from my mouth and pulls me into the shower saying “lets wash smell of that party off us first.”
I feel confident, alive and vital in that dream all the things I wasn’t in reality at the time Now that’s where the dream would end most nights but know I have to decide do I tell you how I finished the fantasy as I woke up with hand soaked at my crotch, but maybe you can use your own imaginations
This time I won’t be such a tease. My life went forward academically things fell into place my degree, my PhD a good solid job that keeps me interested in what I’m doing at work this success also allows for freedom in my personal life.
My job involves a fair amount of travel and where possible I like to ride there no worries about traffic, apart form the odd idiot with balls for brains in his tin box. Sorry I digress from the story. Not to long ago in city that will remain nameless and none of characters including me will be named, sorry but I like it that way as it adds to my excitement.
I’m heading into the city along the motorway egg vibrator humming along gently to give a nice tingle combined with vibes through the seat of the VTR I happen to be riding today giving me an erotic buzz throughout my body just enough to take the boredom out my three hours in the saddle; I know I should be thinking about the conference but I’d get to into that, so this mild sexual arousal and fantasy is just great for motorways and if I did drop her it would certainly give the paramedics a shock if they found it.*
I pull into the hotel car park stretch turn off the egg and walk into the hotel reception shaking out my long auburn hair; I ‘m quite used to being asked to whom I’m delivering a package for by snooty reception staff at five star hotels and being redirected to goods in but also I can be very good at being very bitchy on times when I pick up the keys to my suite sometimes, but not today. Today I was teenager in a little town with tongue licking my shoes at ever pretty backside male or female. It was my Celtic goddess in the flesh, she looked about twenty five anyway in the prime of her womanhood: green piercing eyes, raven black hair, complexion like white marble almost translucent and her shape, slim with pert medium sized breasts slim back and a gorgeous curve to her hips which was shown off to perfection by her tight split skirt.
After a moment I wiped the drool from my shoes well I did stop staring and closed my mouth and checked in following the usual confusion, partially caused by my inability to think of anything but her, the speed at which I wished to get to my room to “freshen up”, but masturbation would have to wait as I was facilitating this conference for my organisation and to horror and excitement my goddess was my hotel liaison. I mustered all my composure and trying to look as sexy as possible in bike leathers with armour that doesn’t even suit a stick insect arranged to meet her in about an hour to confirm a few details, it was the end of her shift for the evening. I promised to be brief and enquired about any special plans the answer although it shouldn’t have made my heart jump it did as she said smiling elfishly “I only have to feed my pussy.”
Entering my room I asked myself was she flirting with me. I only had an hour to get ready, first things first a quick frig to bring me off and into the shower I had thought that would calm my swollen lips down then again quick and unsatisfying in the shower I just couldn’t satisfy my need alone. I needed to dress to impress and quickly now do my hair a touch of make up a lacy body, under a sheer blouse. My breasts are still quite firm even after my thirty two years so light support is all I need for my d cups, my sexiest jeans that really show the curve of backside and hips. I look in the mirror and like what I see these days long auburn tresses, pert tits small waste without love handles and nice round arse, yes I reckon I’m alright.
Now I look at clock I’m late so I rush down only just rbering my notes as I’m half way out the door. I get to reception she is still there but only frowns playfully when I walk in dropping my notes everywhere and apologising profusely. During the meeting I notice she seems to be checking me out the sheer top over the lacy body is catching her interest. I suggest that maybe I can take her for an expense’s meal in recompense for delaying her at work I recommend a quite restaurant I know near by where the sea food is excellent and with only a mild “I couldn’t really” protest she agrees and we arrange a time to pick her up in my taxis allowing both of us loads of time to feed pussy.
Back in my room I run a bath a pour a G &T to calm my nerves well possibly to calm the nerves of the entire hotel but I at least I realise before get to far down it. The bath is warm and soothes out two hundred miles on the bike which though fun still makes me ache if I don’t ride regularly enough. After half an hour or so I begin to get ready I remove all the hair I don not want, nice and smooth is how I like it, exfoliate and body brush a girl must look her best naked. I start thinking about the clothes I have brought with me and whether room service will be required for a new dress. In the end I decide on a black dress cut to leave little to the imagination matching sexy black thong and bra and hold up black stockings.
I go down stairs to the bar to await my taxis I feel good I, look great; it has taken me years to believe this even though all your friends tell you this when you believe it, its just amazing what you can do.
We enter the restaurant together we sit side by side in a booth which is very intimate one of the reasons I choose this place the other being the food which is almost sexual on its own. We talk about nothing initially then as wine flows and we joke over lobster dribling over chins and asparagus dripping with hollandaise our bodies touch at first by accident then my hand touches her thigh and moves up her stocking my goddess is wearing white and black poker dot top black short skirt and the rest I think I’m about to find out. She reaches over to touch arm my but purposefully rubs my breast with her forearm making nipple scream even more. I excuse myself and go to the bathroom, it’s too much for me I rub my clit and lips slowly at first then harder and push my fingers into me. I stop for an instant and take off my g string push it into my soaking pussy rub my clit for a minute pull out the soaking article, walk out of the toilet, paying the bill and ordering the taxis on the way back. I almost lose my nerve what if this doesn’t do it for her but I carry on I sit down kiss her in the dim light and place my panties in her hand. I nible her ear as I tell her the ride is on its way in the most suggestive voice I can muster. She fidgets in her seat and a moment later I have her soaking g-string in my hand feeling the moisture which elevates my excitement to another level I slip them on seeing me she does the same. We kiss passionately until I notice the waiter is trying to get our attention about our taxis; he gets a large tip.
The taxis drones on and so does the taxis driver it all I can do to keep my hands off her, but as we approach the hotel my Goddess slips her hand under my bum and looks for slippery pussy and plays gently and skilfully. The taxis stops I enter through the main door she enters the with her staff key me meet at room with perfect timing.
Inside the room we kiss and our hands seek out the secret and amazing parts of each others bodies I lift her top up and with her arms trapped I kiss her nipples and boobs they are already fully engorged and erect, I lift her top of gently and kiss her mouth, her neck and her ears which appear to be very sensitive. I move down to release her skirt which falls to the floor I kiss my way down over her breasts down her stomach to the top of my g string I stop and just look at her she is my goddess maybe it is lust but it feel like love at this moment. My own thundering pulse in my pussy drives me forward to take my g-string in my mouth and pull down. Her lips are swollen and shining labia full and slick, and to my amazement a V of jet black hair greets me I kiss and lick her until she screams out her orgasms followed by jets of come as I rub her g spot. My face and tits are soaked in her juices I call here my Celtic goddess softly, she smiles caresses me and licks her juices from me carefully, driving me wild in the process.
She smiles, pulls me towards the couch where she lies me down and starts to nuzzle and kiss me she almost purrs as I stroke her back its absolutely electrifying every touch and kiss my body quivers and shakes as I build to my first orgasm as she sucks my nipples and fingers my clit my second as she kisses me slowly all over my body finally finding my swollen lips and clit with tongue, and my bottom with her slick fingers.
We talk a while sated for the moment then I get a double ended dildo from my bag and lick both ends. We sit on the couch and work our ways forward onto the huge phallus one leg over the other and as our lips touch and rub together it we stroke an caress our breasts, stomachs and backsides until we orgasm together. I pull it out of both of us then we both suck it together kissing and rubing our pussies and although its so slick I can hardly hold it my goddess turns over and while I push it in doggy style to get her g-spot she squirts all over me again. We head for bed for the few hours rest before work starts.
This is certainly not last time I shall worship at Celtic goddess’s alter they were some of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had but do I tell her of the teenage fantasy, one day maybe if it’s love not just lust.
Ps I do visit that city far more than I have to.
*I don’t recommend being in control of a motor vehicle whilst engaged in any sex act.
Wife Jenny Spanked by a Younger Man
Pretty Wife Jen Has to take a Paddling from a Younger Man
Pretty wife Jenny was nervous, pacing in her living room. No man had even SEEN her bare behind since she married Pete, almost 20 years ago, and today their impossibly arrogant, cocky and handsome young neighbor Dennis was going to redden her married backside! She groaned inside at her predicament, but her husband’s word was law in their house, and since he was away on business for an extended time, and she’d displeased him, there was no way out for the obedient wife once Pete had pronounced sentence.
She didn’t think she’d get screwed, since her loving husband was so jealous of keeping her pussy for his sole pleasure, but she was definitely going to be compromised that day. Bared, and exposed for discipline by the same young hunk she’d slapped, and scolded just a few weeks before when he’d grabed her tight little bottom, and pinched, hard!, that afternoon at the pool. Jenny wondered how hard she’d be made to pay for that angry outburst when Dennis came to her home that day?
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Jen quaked when the doorbell rang, and she felt her pussy clench in anticipation as she moved to answer the door. Dennis was a jerk, and rude to her when they were alone and he could get away with his dirty suggestions, out of huby’s earshot. Pretty Jenny imagined that Dennis, half her age, could nail all the young lovelies he wanted with his handsome looks, and fantastic build, but today she was his quarry, she regretted, and her husband had sentenced her to a hard spanking for being a bad girl, so she knew she was going to end up bare-bottomed, over this detestable young man’s lap, while he had his way with this particular, loyal, married woman.
