1. Glory hole for my Wife Bridget


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Ass to mouth, Ass to pussy, Cheating, Cuckold, Erotica, Voyeurism, Wife, Written by women, Author: AlexDern, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    Glory hole for my Wife Bridget Bridget lay on the sliding bed. She was fully clothed with a long skirt and some white Keds tennis shoes. She loved to wear those white sneakers with knee-high white socks under her long black skirts. My Wife Bridget is simple. She has long brown hair that is thick and wavy and big almond eyes. She is half Italian and half Greek and reminds me of a young Julia Roberts, with a gentle voice and big brown, long eyelashes. The sliding bed was one that slid through a hole in a wall which left my wife protruding half way out so that her legs and waist vanished behind the edifice, or the flat, monolithic and hard wall. She looked up at me and smiled. She knew that I loved her and was always there for her no matter what. That is what that smile said. But it also was a smile that knew she was about to experience intense, orgasmic, pleasure from another. “John, I feel someone holding my ankle.” The thrill of another man holding my wife’s ankle suddenly sent a shiver and pump down my rectum. I put my hand around her wrist. The game was beginning. She in turn help me with her other arm and hand. “Tell me what he’s doing to you, my love.” I whispered in her ear. “He’s not doing anything, yet. He’s just holding my legs and rubbing the sides of my ankles. I feel him putting his fingers all around them. He has a strong grip, John. But he’s gentle. He’s teasing me by twirling his hand on the skin of my legs like gentle angel kisses” I saw her eyes bulge a ...
    little. I feared that his hands may have dipped into her loving cup reaching for all her glorious, melting insides. “My love?” “Oh John, don’t worry, my shoes are still on, but his hands are moving up my long skirt and he’s touching my knees, John. I think he’s licking the sides of my knees. His tongue is so longue. He’s a monster of a man. I can’t wait to feel him rummage through my cabinets” The look on Bridget’s face was one of anticipation. “John, he just took off my left shoes and he’s messaging my feet. You haven’t done that for me in a long time, John, you’re a bad boy. Now you have to watch as another man does what you’re too busy to do. His other hand is around my thick. We haven’t made contact yet but I can feel his dirty hands nearly inside of me” She was turning kinky. My pistol wasn’t full yet but it was getting there. I held back the thrust or pump of my cock but then bridge grabbed my knob with her long, psychic fingers and felt me getting hard. “John, you dirty bastard, you like this. You’re just going to let this man plug me like a hole? You sick fuck.” She was squirming a little more. “John, he didn’t take off my underwear because I didn’t put any on for you to hear him fuck me. Do you know what he’s doing right now? He’s putting the tip of his dick on my pussy and teasing me. Tell him to put it inside John! Oh god, tell him to stop teasing me! I want his cock so bad…he hears us too. I can feel him getting harder as he hears us John. So are you. You’re both bad ...
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