1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    to control it, but the hair was too short for her to get a good grip, and she wasn’t going to control anything anyway so she gave up and tossed her arms above her head, the hands plopping to the mattress while her husband’s tongue had its way with her. Andrea knew she could not scream out loud for fear she would awaken her children. She grabbed a pillow and pulled it over her face and screamed into it. Her thighs, firmly conditioned from miles of running, pressed against her husband’s head in the fashion of a giant nut cracker while her body writhed on the mattress like a slow moving snake. Mark, kneeling on the floor at the foot of their bed, held the cheeks of her ass while he ate her sex, never coming up for air for several long minutes. Gradually, Andrea’s screams morphed into constant little pig squeals muffled by the pillow. When at last he pulled his face away from the juncture of her legs, Andrea moaned in protest from beneath the pillow. She had been on the verge of climax, and now this was going to be denied her? No! She remained on her back, her thighs parted, her legs, from the knees down, dangling off the foot of the bed. Restless, she shifted impatiently. Waiting…. With the pillow still covering her head, Andrea could hear the zipper of her husband’s pants and stirred in anticipation. As he hastily removed his clothes, Mark looked down upon the heavenly vision of his hot cougar wife, naked from below the hem of her business casual blouse that had ridden up past ...
    her belly button. While he was taking off his shirt, he decided that he would leave Andrea’s blouse on her. This vision of her half naked body, in tandem with the erotic way in which her head remained hidden by the pillow, added firmness to an already stiff erection. Andrea felt him come onto the bed. She allowed him to push her body more into the middle of the bed so that her legs were no longer dangling off the edge. She reached to remove the pillow from her face but Mark’s hands caught hers. “No!” he commanded. “Leave it there. You’re being raped.” Andrea affected protest as her husband kicked apart her thighs and mounted her. “No!” she cried, but her voice was smothered by the pillow and at that moment her husband’s penis entered her. Her body jerked in reaction to his filling her in this fashion. “It’s not me fucking you, Andrea,” he hissed as he began doing precisely what he said he wasn’t. “It’s someone else. Someone else is doing you.” His penis went in and out of her and she met his thrusts with her own. “Think of who it is, baby. Who do you want this to be? Who is doing you? Who is he?” Andrea, to her surprise, rapidly became turned on even further by this role play. And it did not take her long to latch on to a make believe partner. As her husband made passionate love to her, the image popped vividly into her brain of a hot young teenager mowing her lawn and looking at her breasts and drinking her iced tea and looking at her breasts some more and touching her now ...
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