1. snatch-22


    Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: fatmagicaltongue, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    sl**ping in on Saturday mornings always feels nice—a little bit decadent, a little bit necessary after a long week. Today was no exception. After a nice hot shower, I dressed, had breakfast, and was just beginning to contemplate plans for the day when I heard Nicki walk into the kitchen behind me. Calling over my shoulder, I asked, &#034Well, what should we do today? We've got a late start, but I don't want to waste away the whole day.&#034 &#034I've got our day all spelled out. You... are going to clean the house.&#034 There was an air of finality to the way she said it. It wasn't a suggestion; it was an order. I spun around, prepared to object and offer a counter-proposal, but was stopped in my tracks before I could speak up. Nicki was wearing my favorite sundress: a short, floral-patterned dress that was slightly transparent in the right light. She usually wore a silk slip under it—first, because with the deep V-neck it was needed to maintain some degree of decency, and second, it was so thin that it was all too easy to read through it. This morning, however, she was completely bare underneath. There wasn't much shape to the dress, just a loose, angled-cut that flowed and moved as she did. The cut of the neckline dropped so low that it completely exposed the inner sides of her breasts, top-to-bottom. Her nipples were crinkled and hard, lightly poking the fabric that loosely covered her breasts. With the morning light streaming in through the window, I could perfectly ...
    make out the rest of her full breasts, delicate waist, full hips, and the tiny gap between her thighs. Perhaps it was my imagination, but I also thought I could just make out the outline of her pubic hair and the lips of her pussy. Clearly, this was not house-cleaning attire. My throat cracked a bit as I said, &#034Oh... it doesn't look like you're dressed for cleaning around the house?&#034 &#034Nope. And neither are you. Up... up!&#034 She motioned for me to stand up. &#034I need you out of those clothes. You are going to clean the house for me today... Naked.&#034 She definitely had my full attention now, in more ways than one. I opened my mouth to object, to comment, to ask for an explanation; but none came out. There was something in her tone that was different—something I'd never heard before—a note that said she was in charge and in no mood to be questioned. So, after a brief, pregnant pause, I began stripping off my fresh clothes. She motioned to the table with her eyes. Understanding her meaning, I folded them neatly and stacked them on the chair where I'd been sitting. My cock was twitching slightly, swollen and probably three-quarters hard. I couldn't take my eyes off my sexy wife, ordering me around in a way I'd never known would excite me so much. &#034You can get started in here, but after you make me some breakfast. I'll start with a mimosa and have some bacon and eggs, no toast.&#034 I didn't need to be told twice, so it was off to the wine chiller to grab some ...
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