1. Stroker Ace(Part 1 of 2)


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    he longed to bury his head in her shoulder, to eat her out and make her cum before he fucked her ass. “I know what you need and all those filthy things you crave to do with her. Punish her, claim her as really yours, fuck her till she screams, make her beg on her hands and knees.” Evan gasped and closed his eyes trying to take control of the situation, act like the man he thought he was. “Kitty, please... I am not made of stone. My wife has her issues but I can't cheat on her. Things are complicated...” Just before he heard Kitty's purring response to his half-ass attempt at rejection a soft coughing reached his ear. Annabelle was standing at the threshold and her thin lips were straight as a line. In spite of her angry glares Kitty could see what was really going on through that young woman's confused mind. It would be easy... but oh, so delicious. “Am I interrupting something?” Evan's wife sneered while her perfect manicure was digging in her soft palms almost to the bleeding point. In other circumstances she would have grabbed her rival by the hair and dragged her outside. The sharp pain in her chest made it hard for her to breathe and the lump in her throat depraved her of any ability to speak. Finally she was confronted with the fact that Evan and here were slowly drifting apart. It hurt. Kitty's eyes were turned to her as she stroked Evan's pants, not bothering to hide. Why, why did she have to be so beautiful under all those layers of mud? No matter how much she hated ...
    her at that instant Annabelle couldn't help but get affected by Kitty's incredible looks and powerful presence. That made her feel even more hesitant and she tried to speak as harshly as possible to cover that fact. Kitty giggled a little and lazily drew her hand up Evan's chest. The man stood there motionless, just as shocked as his significant other. Part of him wanted to apologize, to tell her that it was not what it seemed. However the truth was that he wanted her to watch. “Your nice husband was just suggesting that we share a nightcap and a little simple game of cards.” Kitty whispered something in Evan's ear so casually as if he belonged to her and Annabelle was the one intruding. “It's Friday night and barely eleven, too early for us to go to bed... yet.” More whispers followed while the blonde tried to find her voice and scream at them. Evan gave her a strangely cold look and nodded at Kitty. For the first time he didn't try to say he was sorry, to justify his actions or try to talk sense to his wife. He simply moved away from their guest and left the room without a word passing by Annabelle as if she was just an object in the room. That woke her up and she lurched at that goddess bitch who thought she could just waltz in and take her husband away. She almost spat, irritated beyond belief at how calm Kitty was, how sure of herself and her right to just touch Evan as she pleased. “Listen here, whore!” Her voice got to a high pitched squeal. All the blood had rushed to ...