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

    reason why Bea loves for me to finger-fuck her so fast and hard, is because that's exactly how Freddy finger-fucked her that day in the bathroom. “Ungh hungh,” Bea hummed back, nodding her head. “And he made me cum too. Just like you do. And I don't mean just a little bit.” “Are you saying that Freddy actually made you gush?” I asked, still finding it hard to believe what I was hearing with my own ears. “Oh, yeah!” “But I thought you told me that you were scared and confused.” “I was. I was scared and confused--and orgasming my butt off--all at the same time. I just couldn’t help myself, you know? No guy had ever seen or touched my pussy before, let alone fingered me like that.” “Did you scream out, while you were cumming, like you normally do when I'm finger-fucking you?” “Yeah, I'm pretty sure that I did make a little bit of noise. But I really tried hard not to. Whenever I used to play with myself in my bed late at night, I used to bite down on my lower lip, and whimper through my nose, like this,” Bea said, before showing me a quick example of what she was describing. “That way, I wouldn't wake up my older sister, or anyone else in the house, while I was busy orgasming. And that's exactly what I did when I was with Freddy.” “When you orgasmed, did you piss all over Freddy's hand, like you do on mine?” “Oh, yeah. Unfortunately, I couldn't help that part. And afterwards I felt so embarrassed. But there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.” “Okay. So is that when ...
    Freddy moved in closer, and stuck his dick in your pussy?” “No. He just kept on finger-fucking me for I don't know how long. All I know is that Freddy made me cum over and over again, just like you do when you're finger-fucking me.” “So then what you're saying is that Freddy must have spent several minutes finger-fucking you?” “Yeah, that's probably about right. And then all of the sudden, he quit finger-fucking me. And that's when he moved in close to me, and stuck his dick in the front of my crack, and started slowly rubbing it back and forth against my pussy.” “So, what else are you not telling me about this Freddy guy? Wait. Let me guess. You liked his balls, didn't you? I mean, you went out of your way to tell me how ugly-looking Freddy's dick was, but you never said one bad thing about his balls the whole time. In fact, I don't think you even mentioned Freddy's balls at all.” “Okay, you're right," Bea said, and then paused for a moment, before continuing on, "I didn't say anything about Freddy's balls, because I didn't really want to. I also tried not to tell you about me getting finger-fucked by Freddy, but you can see how well that worked out. What can I say? Those particular things are just so intimate and personal to me that, even though they happened several years ago, it still makes me feel ashamed and embarrassed to tell you about them. "But if you really must know...yes, Freddy’s balls did turn me on a lot. Seeing them...and holding them...and feeling them. Back ...
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