1. Being Husband


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

    my cheek, her long, red nails tearing my skin like claws. &#034Never speak to me like that again!&#034 my wife mouthed quietly to me, barely controlled outrage quivering in her voice. This was the moment which changed my life. Even then I knew it. Should I attempt to hit Nadia? Should I show her who was going to be boss in this marriage? Or should I simply get up and leave? For a moment I hesitated, but deep down I knew what I had to do. I crawled to her, Nadia my goddess. I implored her forgiveness, and whimpered on about how I'd learn to control my stupid male jealousy, if only she'd forgive me and let me stay with her. I'd serve her loyally all my days. I'd work hard and have my pay-cheque paid into her account every month. I'd do anything, but - please Nadia - allow me to stay with you! As my apologies multiplied I got more and more scared that she really would leave me, the only woman I had ever fucked! As if to prove my loyalty to her I literally crawled out of bed and knelt before her. When she said nothing at first I was afraid, but when she still said nothing I felt encouraged.... she was listening to me! I tried hard to accurately assess the effect of my every word on her, stealing glances up at her divine features from my position at her feet. It was clear she was listening, and was interested. After a few minutes the acute anger died from her face, to be replaced by something more akin to contempt and triumph. She had won, and she knew it. A few more minutes and ...
    she was in bed beside me, staring at me, her mood by now almost contemplative. By now I was telling her that I knew I had no right to question her movements. I had to trust my wife, and if she wanted to dance with other men, well, of course I couldn't object. If she wanted to let other men hold her, well, that was OK. If she wanted to socialise with other men in their rooms, who was I to object? She smiled. Nadia actually smiled again. I was happy. I loved this woman who could forgive me raising my voice to her. Laying on her back Nadia spread her legs apart and motioned me to put my head between her thighs. I did so, crawling down into the bed beneath the sheet. Nadia took my hair in her hands and pulled my head up to her feminine mound of light brown hair. Then she pushed my nose into her labia and held me there. The smell of sex was overpowering. I breathed in deeply, and my little, shrivelled cock began to relax and expand again. Nadia just held me there. For several minutes she said nothing, though once satisfied that I had understood that I was not to move, she let go of my hair and began gently stroking and caressing my head, and running her exquisitly sharp nails over my bare back. As the minutes passed my heart rate slowed. I was in heaven. Nadia loved me in her own strange way, and we were finding a way of living together. I tried to show my appreciation by licking Nadia's already damp labia, but she tapped me sharply on the head until I stopped. After a few more ...
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