1. Being Husband


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    &#034normal&#034 for a husband to want to m***** his wife too often, not if he really &#034respected&#034 her. Well respect Nadia I certainly did. She saw to that. Having had my first fuck of my life with her I was hooked. She was my goddess. I was infatuated with her. I'd do anything for her. She was always kind and sweet to me, pulling down the zipper on my trousers, reaching inside and stroking me into a fervid state of ball-bursting desire whenever she had me alone... only to then leave in search of a drink or a swim in the pool. I followed her everywhere like an obedient dog, waiting on her every whim, hypnotised by the slinky sway of her hips and gentle bounce of those irresistible tits. Before long I found myself masturbating alone to relieve the tension. Even I couldn't believe this. I was on my honeymoon with the most gorgeous woman on earth, yet I was being f***ed to wank off like some teenager to stop myself going insane with lust. Unable to possess Nadia I found myself reduced to stealing her sexy, silky panties. I spunked huge amounts of creamy white cum into her shiny knickers, imagining myself pushing my prick up her like the one and only time I'd been permitted that luxury. Then I'd hide the used panties in the laundry basket, hoping no-one would look too closely! When Nadia made it plain that in the evenings she fully intended dancing with other men after dinner, as well as me, I took it in my stride. Nadia could do no wrong, and I was determined to take a ...
    broad-minded, liberal attitude to this. At first it was just disco dancing. She never actually touched her other partners. But then as the two weeks of the honeymoon wore on, and it was plain I wasn't going to insist on either my conjugal &#034rights&#034 or possessing her as an exclusive dancing partner, Nadia began staying on the dance-floor for the slower numbers too. This really did churn me up inside. I was f***ed to watch as my new wife allowed herself to be held tightly by handsome men who all seemed more confident and experienced than me. I sat at a side table guarding Nadia's drink, whilst she smooched with some hunk. I watched in agony as the man's hands would reach around her back and press her soft body to him. One evening towards the end of the honeymoon I sat at my side table as a new latin-looking stranger (and yes, he was - quite literally - tall, dark and handsome) caressed my wife's bare back, pressing her sacred breasts to his broad chest. Then I noticed that he was maneuvering Nadia gradually towards the darkest part of the disco. I strained my eyes to follow their movements. I could hardly see them through the throng of bodies, but to my absolute horror I thought I saw him kissing Nadia full on the lips. I was in agony. I couldn't be sure of what I'd seen, and tried to tell myself that either I'd imagined it, or Nadia was very d***k. I thought about fighting the man..... and decided I couldn't do it. He had looked big and muscular, and for all I knew if I ...
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