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The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
imagining Kurt stroking his cock. Without thinking about it, I reached down and began playing with my own erection. "I'm playing with myself through my silk panties. They're soaking wet." Clara listened, and then moved her hands to cup her breasts. "Good idea. I'm playing with my tits. The silk feels amazing and my nipples are rock hard." I loved kissing and sucking my wife's perfect tits. This was driving me crazy. I hated hearing her tell Kurt she was playing with her tits at his request. "I'm sliding my hand into my robe and pinching my nipple." She moaned. I could tell she was hurting herself and was slipping in a highly aroused state. Clara was watching herself through half-closed eyes as she listened to Kurt. I was struggling not to come. I pinched my own nipples to focus myself. It was so difficult to see Clara like this and not be able to touch her or even speak. But I was also surprised by how turned on I was. Clara would be pleased, I thought. "May I put my fingers in my panties? I really need to play with my clit." Clara slid her right hand down her body and inside her panties, teasing her clit. I could see everything in the mirror. I could also see that Clara was focused completely on her reflection, and on Kurt's voice. I might as well not have been there. I felt grateful to Clara for sharing this moment with me. "Are you ready to come, Kurt? I don't know how much longer I can hold out." She shivered as she arched her ... back. She was biting her lip and her flesh was white from the pressure. "God, I love listening to you come. It reminds me of what it's like to lie under you while you're coming inside me. I can smell your skin." Clara arched her back again, her pussy high in the air. She screamed, "I'm coming, Kurt. Oh, fuck, I'm coming and I'm thinking of your big cock." My own cock released a fountain of cum. I felt it land on my face. I licked it off my lips. I shoved my fist in my mouth and bit it to keep from screaming. There was a long pause while she lay there gasping. I imagined she could hear Kurt breathing in her headphones. "Thank you, Kurt," she said. "You have no idea how much I needed that." A pause. "Mmm, no," she replied. "You're going to have to wait for my call. And I swear to God, if you try to contact me first I'll have your balls. Is that clear? ... Good. Think of me when you kiss your wife good night." And then she hung up. She lay there, with her fingers still in her panties. She pulled them out and rolled over on her side. She held out her hand to me. I rose and took her wrist in my hand and sucked each finger clean. "Kiss me," she said. I kissed her passionately until we were both dizzy. Finally, she pulled away. "Would you like to fuck me?" I nodded, speechless. "Take a shower and come to bed." It was the shortest shower of my life. My emotions were all jumbled up. I was angry at Clara for surprising ...