1. Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession


    Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: True Story, First Time, Latina, Rape, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Wife, Author: rat_race, Rating: 94.6, Source: sexstories.com

    of course, you liked that.” “Yeah. That felt good to me, and so I naturally spread my legs apart a little bit, just to make it easier for Freddy to get to my pussy. He slipped his fingers into the front of my crack, and he began slowly running them up and down my crack, as he was feeling out all the different parts of my pussy.” “Was he gentle with you while he was doing that?” “No, not really. But what he was doing felt really good to me. In fact, it felt so good that, within a matter of a few seconds, I was no longer feeling very scared of Freddy at all. And I quickly began to feel 'okay' with the idea of Freddy having his fingers in my pussy. I mean, how else was I supposed to feel about a guy who was busy playing with my clit and my pussy lips? And of course, he was also feeling out my piss-hole and stuff.” “So what happened next?” “Freddy told me to spread my legs far apart. And so I spread my legs as far apart as I could." “When you did that, you still had your pants and panties wrapped around your thighs, right?” “Yeah, and Freddy quickly moved in very close to me. I was staring down at his dick as he brought it closer and closer to my pussy. Then he buried the head of his dick into the front of my crack, and he began rubbing his dick against my pussy.” “Let me get this straight. You and Freddy were both still standing up face-to-face in the bathroom, right?” “Yeah,” Bea answered, “And then Freddy began slowly rubbing his dick back and forth against my pussy.” “What ...
    were you doing while he was doing that?” I asked. “I was holding my pussy open for him, because that's what he told me to do, right before he stuck his dick in my crack.” "Were you using both hands to do that?" "Yes, of course I was. I had one hand on each side of my pussy, and I was holding my crack wide-open, just like I do for you, when you're rubbing your dick against my pussy." “Well, did Freddy’s dick end up feeling good to your pussy?” I blurted out, and then almost immediately felt like the village idiot. It seemed to me as if I were inadvertently trying to win the award for asking the most stupid questions in one conversation. “Are you kidding me? It felt wonderful, and incredibly sexy. I guess a part of me sensed that my pussy was meant to have a guy’s dick in it. The other parts of me were just scared and confused by what Freddy was doing.” “Did Freddy work his dick farther and farther back into your crack, while he was rubbing it against your pussy?” “Oh, come on! I can't even believe you're asking me that,” Bea answered, rolling her eyes upward and shaking her head from side-to-side. "I mean, you're a guy. What would you have done, if you were Freddy?" I knew that Bea didn't really want me to answer that question. So I simply continued asking my own questions--even if they sounded stupid once they came out of my mouth. “You told me that Freddy came in your pussy,” I said, “So you must have felt Freddy's dick start pulsating down between your legs at some point, ...
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