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Sharing Wives

Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: rondawes, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

herself down there. Once that thought occurred to her, she couldn’t get it out of her head. The more her pussy was warmed by the sun, the stronger the impulse to rub it. She spread her legs wide and let the sun beat down on her crotch. “Do you like that view, Tom? How would you like it if I took off my bottoms and let you see inside me? Would you like to watch me rub my cunt until I cum?” That was the naughtiest thought Julie could imagine ever having. Nobody had ever seen her play with herself; not even Bruce. And nobody ever would. She would have been totally embarrassed, even if it was her husband, and certainly if it were another man. She felt like a wanton tramp for even thinking about it, but she allowed her mind to dwell on it, reveling in the naughtiness. “Would you like to see me play with myself, Tom? Would it make you horny? Or would you think I’m a worthless slut, unable to control my basest lusts?” Julie never used foul or profane language, not even in her thoughts; she just never felt comfortable with it. It totally went against her upbringing, and she was trying to bring her kids up the same way. She was a Christian woman, and very involved in her church. Now, however, it seemed that every thought she had was impure, vulgar, base and lascivious. And using those crude words, even if only in her thoughts, made it somehow much more exciting. Normally, when she spoke of or thought about her vagina, she called it her kitty, or occasionally her pussy. However, now ... that it ached for her finger to caress it to a climax, it became her cunt. The distinction may seem small; after all, it’s only a word. But to her way of thinking, a kitty, or even a pussy sounds somehow cute and adorable; a cunt, on the other hand, is a nasty, hot, lustful, hungry, demanding thing, needful of being rammed by a big fat dick while being rubbed until one’s mind was in a sexual fog, unable to think of anything but carnal pleasure. A pussy can be controlled by a prim, proper woman mindful of her place in society. After all, you could reason with a pussy, explaining why this wasn’t the right place or time. But you couldn’t talk to a cunt. A cunt had powerful needs that wouldn’t listen to reason. “Oh, Tom, I bet you’d love to watch me rub my hot, horny cunt, wouldn’t you? You’d probably like to rub it yourself, wouldn’t you? Would you like to rub my horny fucking cunt until I cum, Tom?” Julie had only been laying out for a few minutes, but already she knew one thing for certain. As soon as she went inside, she was going to make herself cum again. Whether she went inside in five minutes or two hours, the first thing she was going to do was play with herself until she had an orgasm. She was so horny, she couldn’t have kept from touching it even if she wanted. As she basked in the sun, her eyes closed behind her sunglasses, she imagined exposing herself even more to the prying eyes of her unseen neighbor. Could she do it? The thought of standing up and taking off her ...