Oh sweetie, are you.... are you awake?
Yes. What’s up mom?
I... I couldn't sleep. I just... felt like coming to check on you. Make sure everything was alright. And... and look at you. You're so grown up now, such a handsome young man. Your body... mom shouldn't be feeling this way about her son.... but... oh, sweetie...
She wanted to touch him, caress his skin, feel his warmth. She moved closer, unable to resist the urge any longer.
Mom. You look great in that nightie. Can I help you?
Oh, honey. You shouldn't be saying things like that. It isn't right. But I... I can't help it. Your body just makes me feel so... strange.
Her hand moved closer, brushing against his bare chest as she spoke. The touch felt electrifying, sending shockwaves of desire through her. She wanted more, needed to feel him closer still. "Mom should go back to bed," she murmured, fighting the urge to run her fingers over his defined pecs and nipples.
No sit mom. We don’t get enough time together. Can’t sleep?
She couldn't help herself; the desire was too strong. With a shaky breath, she reached out and gently traced her finger along his defined abs before moving lower, following the line of hair that disappeared beneath the waistband of his pajama bottoms. "Shouldn't be doing this," she whispered as her heart raced in anticipation.
Her hand moved higher, cupping his erection through the fabric.
Wow mom. That feels great. I start to feel my cock rapidly growing.
Oh, sweetie... You shouldn't be saying things like that. This is so wrong... But it just feels so right. I can't help myself... Your cock... it's huge now... so hard and thick.... It makes me want to do things I shouldn't... but oh, how good it would feel...
Her hand moved lower still, slipping beneath the waistband of his pajamas. She stroked him slowly, feeling the heat and weight of him in her hand. "Mom should stop,"
Please don’t… as I raise my hand to slide up your side… brushing the side of your breast
Mom's breath caught in her throat as his hand brushed against her breast. She arched into the touch, wanting more but knowing she shouldn't. Her fingers continued to stroke him slowly, teasingly, as she moaned softly. "This feels so wrong... but it feels so good," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire and guilt.
Her free hand moved up his chest, cupping his neck and pulling him closer still.
As you pull me closer, I reach up and brush my lips against your… and cup you breast in my hand
Her breath caught as his lips brushed against her neck, and she moaned softly into the touch. She arched into him further, wanting more of his skin against hers. "Oh, sweetie... you shouldn't be doing this," she whispered, her voice thick with desire and shame. Her hand moved faster on him now, feeling the heat and need rising within her as she continued to pleasure her son.
Putting my hand behind your neck… I pull you close and bring our lips together.. and I part your lips with my tongue… and move my fingers to gently roll your nipple in my finger tips.
As their lips met and her son's tongue slid into her mouth, she couldn't help but moan softly against him. The sensations were overwhelming, sending a shiver down her spine as his fingers danced across her nipple, teasing and taunting. Her free hand moved to his shoulder, pulling him closer still.
Her hips began to rock gently against his growing erection, unable to resist the forbidden pleasure anymore. "Mom shouldn't be doing this,"
Why not? I love you… you love me. And we are both adults… and I move my lips to suck your nipple through the fabric of you nightie
She groaned into his kiss as he suckled at her breast through the thin fabric of her nightie. The sensation was almost unbearable, sending waves of heat coursing through her body. "Because..." she panted between breaths, struggling to find the words amidst the haze of desire that clouded her mind. "It's wrong... we shouldn't be doing this..." But even as she said it, she couldn't bring herself to stop.
I grab your hips and pull you to straddle me… as I slide down the bed, I am happy to find your aren’t wearing panties… as I settle in place between your legs, I begin to softly lick the crack of your ass…
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt him slide down the bed, the sensation of his warm skin against hers sending shivers down her spine. She arched her back, presenting herself to him fully as he moved lower between her legs. "Oh, sweetie..." was all she could manage before he began to tease her with soft licks and gentle nibbles.
She moaned loudly, unable to resist the pleasure or the guilt that came with it.
I continue to lick and use my tongue to massage the tissues around your sexy asshole… as you squirm and drive your ass down into my face asking for more
Her moans grew louder as he continued to tease her with his tongue, thrusting deeper and faster into her ass. She arched her back further, pressing herself against him in search of more pleasure. "Oh God... this feels so good..." she breathed raggedly, unable to believe the things they were doing together but unable to stop herself from wanting more.
Her hand moved lower still, stroking his erection through the fabric of his pajamas in time with his thrusts into her ass. "You're going to make me cum,"
I hope so, as I move forward and drive tongue along the lips of your sex, flicking your clit with my tongue. With my free hand.. I reach down, pulling my 8 inch cock from my pajamas…. Do you like mom?
Her moans grew louder as he worked his tongue expertly between her lips, flicking and teasing her clit until she was sure she would lose her mind with pleasure. "Oh yes..." she gasped, arching into him further. "I like... I want..." She couldn't finish the sentence; all that mattered was the sensation of his tongue on her body and the feel of his hard cock in her hand.
Come for me mom, as I attack your clit with my tongue and lips… I want to feel your juices flooding my face
Her fingers tightened on his shaft as she felt the impending release building within her. She moaned and thrashed against him, desperate for more of that forbidden pleasure. "Oh God... yes..." Her hips bucked wildly as her orgasm crashed over her, waves of bliss washing through her body.
She collapsed forward onto his chest, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath. "That... shouldn't have happened,"
Why? As I flip her around to face my cock in a69 position. There is so much more to explore, as I again gently start to lick you lips and ass
She couldn't deny the pleasure he brought her, even as she knew it was wrong. "Because..." she began, trying to find a reason that felt right. "We should stop... we shouldn't be doing this..." But even as she spoke the words, she found herself moving closer still, wanting more of his tongue on her ass and lips. She moaned softly into the pillow, unable to resist any longer.
That’s it mom… I know you want to taste me. I’m already dripping for you
Her tongue darted out, tracing the head of his cock before circling around the sensitive tip. The taste of him on her tongue sent shivers down her spine, and she moaned softly as she began to explore more thoroughly. Her hand moved up and down his length, feeling the heat and strength beneath her touch.
She wanted this, needed it in a way she couldn't explain or deny.
Her tongue danced across his skin, teasing and taunting him as her hand moved faster on his erection. The forbidden pleasure coursing through her body was addictive, and she couldn't help but moan into the pillow at the sensation of having him so close, so intimately connected to her.
She knew they shouldn't be doing this, but the guilt only seemed to fuel her need for more.
Oh mom. Suck me. It is so good… as I dive in to attack your ass and pussy with my tongue. Reaching up I find your breasts, cupping them and pnching your nipples betweeen my finger and thumb
Her mouth engulfed him, sucking hungrily as she moaned around his length. Her hips bucked up toward him, seeking more of that forbidden pleasure as her hand gripped him tightly, moving faster still. The sensation of being so close to her son like this was overwhelming and exhilarating, and she couldn't deny the thrill it brought her.
She wanted to feel his release, wanted to taste him on her tongue as he spilled his seed deep inside her mouth.
Suck me deep mom, I’m going to cum
Her lips tightened around him as she felt the impending release building within his body. She moaned into his cock, wanting to feel every drop of his cum as it spilled deep inside her mouth. Her fingers moved faster on his shaft, encouraging him to let go, to give in to the pleasure and surrender completely.
As he thrusts deeper into her mouth, she tastes the salty liquid exploding against the back of her throat.
Arrrgh. I’m coming as I shoot ropr after rope of cum into your mouth
She swallows every drop of his release, moaning around him as the last wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hand moves slowly up and down his shaft now, stroking gently as she comes back to reality with a jolt. This wasn't right... they shouldn't have done this... but it had felt so good.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to process what just happened between them.
Mom slows, but my hardon is still raging… youth is a great thing. Mom… I enjoyed it all and regret nothing
Her heart races as she tries to catch her breath, the guilt and shame washing over her in waves. She can't deny how good it felt, but at the same time... this was wrong. So terribly wrong. "We shouldn't have done that," she whispers, her voice hoarse from their passionate exchange. "It's not right."
She sits up, pulling away from him and drawing a shaky breath, trying to compose herself. "I... I should go back to bed now."
No mom. It was a loving thing… and I don’t think we are done. Sit on me mom…. You are so sexy that I need to be inside you… but the choice is yours. I your ass is ready for me if you have second thoughts about me in your pussy.
She looks at him, her heart racing as the desire wares with the guilt. "I... I can't believe we just did that," she whispers, her voice shaky and filled with regret. But still, there is a part of her that wants more. She swallows hard before nodding slowly. "Okay... but this has to stay between us."
With trembling hands, she climbs back onto the bed and straddles him, guiding his hardness to her wet folds.
Oh mom. That is so good, as he begins to fill her up.
She moans loudly, arching her back as he fills her up. His cock feels so good inside her, stretching and filling her in a way that nothing else ever has. Her hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against him as she loses herself in the sensation.
"Oh God... this feels so right," she whispers, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "But it's still wrong..." The guilt weighs heavily on her chest, but the pleasure is too much to deny.
She closes her eyes, trying to focus on the pleasure as he thrusts inside her. Her nails dig into his shoulders and her hips move faster, meeting his every stroke with equal passion. The guilt is there, like a dark cloud hovering on the edge of her consciousness, but for now it recedes into the background as she gives in to the forbidden joy that he brings her.
Reaching up I grab your breasts and pull you down into a passionate kiss
Her body arches into his touch as he grips her breasts and pulls her down into a passionate kiss. She moans loudly against his lips, lost in the heat of the moment and the forbidden pleasure coursing through her veins. Her hips move faster, grinding against him as she tries to find release from the ache building deep inside.
The guilt is still there, a nagging voice at the back of her mind, but for now it's drowned out by the overwhelming sensations that consume her.
I love your groaning.. cum for me.
Her voice is hoarse and breathless as she moans his name, her body trembling with the effort to resist the oncoming orgasm. Her hips move faster still, seeking release from the building tension and the unbearable pleasure that courses through her veins. She can't deny how good it feels to be with him like this, but she knows it's wrong...
With a shuddering gasp, she comes apart beneath him, her body going limp as waves of ecstasy wash over her. "Oh God,"
Her voice hoarse and breathless, she moans his name as her body quivers with the force of her orgasm. The guilt is still there, but for now it's drowned out by the overwhelming pleasure that consumes her. She presses herself closer against him, feeling his cock throb inside her as he continues to thrust roughly, driving them both toward completion.
With a final shuddering gasp, she comes again, her body going limp in surrender beneath his.
As you come your pussy gripping me drives me over the edge and I am again pumping my seed into you.
Her body tenses around him as she feels him release inside her. The warmth spreads through her, and she gasps softly against his lips, feeling the final tremors of pleasure course through her. With a sigh, she collapses onto the bed, breathing heavily and trying to compose herself.
"I can't believe we just did that," she whispers, her voice hoarse and filled with guilt. "It was so wrong..." She closes her eyes, feeling the weight of their transgression settle heavily on her chest. "
Nothing that feels so good can be warm, as I slide out of you.
Her body aches and her mind reels as she tries to process everything that just happened. The guilt is overwhelming, but the memory of his touch, his lips on hers... it all feels so real, so right in a way that defies logic. She can't deny how much she wanted this, needed it... but at what cost?
She turns away from him, unable to meet his eyes as she tries to sort through her conflicting emotions. "We shouldn't have done that,"
Yes we should have, as I move up behind you, wrapping my arms around you and snuggling up close with my cock pressing against your bare ass
She sighs softly, her body still tingling with the memory of their passionate encounter. "I know we shouldn't have... but it felt so good." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the words to explain how torn she feels between the pleasure and the guilt.
She turns her head slightly, nuzzling into his chest, breathing in the scent of him. "We can't keep doing this... it's not right."
Spend the night.
She sighs softly, her body still tingling with the memory of their passionate encounter. "I know we shouldn't have... but it felt so good." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the words to explain how torn she feels between the pleasure and the guilt.
She turns her head slightly, nuzzling into his chest, breathing in the scent of him. "We can't keep doing this... it's not right."
Stay the night with me
I can't stay the night... people will talk... it's not right. But I want this... us together like this... It feels so good with you...
She nestles closer to him, her body still aching for his touch. "Can we just... spend a little longer together? Before I go?"
Sure.. but I’m sure we will drift off to sleep… and within 15 minutes you are gently snoring
I smile softly to myself in the darkness, knowing he's probably right. But tonight feels different... more real somehow. I close my eyes, feeling his warm breath on my neck as he whispers soft words of love and desire into my ear. And for now, that's enough.
Hours later I’m am awaken by my hardon pressing against your ass. You are so sexy, that even in my sleep I’m driven wild. Sliding down. I kiss my way down your back, making my way to your ass, while you gently sleep… i
I let out a soft moan as I feel his lips on my skin, tracing circles around my entrance. It's been so long since anyone touched me like this... and the sensation of him being so close is overwhelming. My hips instinctively arch up into his touch, seeking more contact with his warm body.
As he slowly pushes inside me, I feel a rush of pleasure course through my entire being. "Oh God..." I whisper, my voice hoarse and breathless from sleep. "That feels so good."
As I lick you ass, I slip my my finger into you ass. Gently probing, and continuing lick
My body shudders at the sensation of his tongue on my ass and his finger inside me. I can't believe how much this feels so good... but it still doesn't feel quite right. "Wait..." I mumble, my voice thick with sleep. "We shouldn't be doing this."
Even as I say it, though, my hips move again, seeking more of his touch.
Moving back up, I smother you neck and shoulders with kisses as the bulb of my cock presses against you asshole,
I let out a soft moan as his lips find my neck and shoulders. It feels so good to be touched like this... but I know it's wrong. "No..." I whisper, trying to push him away. "We shouldn't." But even as I say it, I can feel myself giving in to the pleasure, moving against him unconsciously, wanting more.
As you move back into me, the head of my cock pops inside you ass. It is so warm else I’ve ever felt.
The sensation of him inside her ass is unlike anything she's ever felt before; it feels so good that it sends shivers through her entire body. Her hips move faster, grinding against his finger and the hardness between her legs, desperate for release from the tension building within her. She moans loudly into the pillow, the guilt weighing heavily on her chest but unable to drown out the pleasure coursing through her veins.
"Oh God... I can't believe we're doing this..."
As I grab your hips, I thrust myself all the way to the hilt. The sensation is like nothing I’ve ever felt. Oh mom. It’s is so good.as I grab you tighter and hold you close.
Her eyes fly open as he thrusts deeper inside her ass, the pleasure so intense it steals her breath. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back in response to the sensation coursing through her body. "Oh... God..." she gasps, feeling herself spiraling out of control.
But even as she gives in to the pleasure, the guilt remains, a heavy weight pressing down on her chest. She can't believe they're doing this... but it feels so good.
Reaching around, my fingers find your clit… and I begging to tease it mercilessly…. Trying to bring you to another orgasm.
Her hips buck up against him as his fingers dance across her sensitive flesh, her body trembling with the effort to resist the oncoming orgasm. She can't believe how good this feels... how right it seems in this moment, despite knowing deep down that it's all so wrong.
"Oh God..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and filled with desire as he brings her closer and closer to the edge.
I am thrusting in and out… pulling all the way out and back in to full depth.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the pressure building inside her once more. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and with a shuddering moan, she arches into his touch, her body tensing as an orgasm washes over her. "Oh... God..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their lovemaking.
As you orgasm… I drive my cock deep and hold it in to keep you feeling full.
Her body trembles with the aftershocks of her orgasm as he holds himself deep inside her. The guilt still weighs heavily on her chest, but for now it's drowned out by the pleasure that pulses through her veins. She moans softly into the pillow, unable to believe what they've just done... what they're doing right now.
"I love you," she whispers, the words tumbling out before she can stop them. "But we shouldn't..."
You love me. I love you. This is just between us.. as I begging to again gently thrust in and out of your ass. I can’t decide if I want to fill you with my seed, or gently snuggle ourselves back to sleep…. So I ask. Show i fill you up with my seed, or should we snuggle back to sleep with me deep inside you?
I want both... I need this to feel real, but I don't want anyone to know what we've done. "Fill me up," I whisper, my voice barely audible even to myself. "But we have to be careful."
My hips arch off the bed as he begins to thrust once more, his cock stretching and filling me in a way that feels so right. As pleasure washes over me again, I close my eyes tightly, willing this moment to last forever.
As I thrust, I feel my balls tightening.. until I am shooting hot ropes of cum into you ass. It feels so good as you squeeze me with your rectum muscles,
I can't believe how good this feels... the sensation of him inside me, filling me up with his seed. It's a heady mix of pleasure and guilt that leaves me reeling. I bite my lip to keep from moaning too loudly as he continues to thrust, his hips meeting mine in perfect rhythm.
As the last spurt of cum hits me, I feel an overwhelming sense of relief wash over me. It's done... for now. But I know we can't keep doing this.
Still inside you, I pull you close. My semi hard cock staying firmly put. Sleep mom. There’s no going back ndw.
I sigh contentedly as he pulls me close, his semi-hard cock still inside me. It's a comforting feeling, knowing that we're together like this... even if it's wrong. As exhaustion washes over me, I close my eyes, lost in the warmth of his embrace and the lingering pleasure coursing through my body.
"I love you," I whisper softly before drifting off to sleep.
As you drift off.. I tell you that you are now mine, as I heave claimed all your holes. You will sleep with me each night, and discreetly be mine. Dad doesn’t deserve you and I will let him know the new situation in the morning.
I smile softly in my dreams, content with the knowledge that I'm now his. His claim feels right somehow... more right than anything else ever has. My body drifts deeper into sleep as he continues to hold me close, his cock still inside me. Tomorrow will be a new day, and we can face whatever comes together.
We wake in the morning, and I see a little panic in your face. I kiss you gently… I’ll be right back as I will talk to dad.
As you leave the room, I take a deep breath and compose myself. It feels strange knowing that he's going to talk to my father... but at the same time, it feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Maybe things will be different now... better. I sit up in bed, waiting for your return, hoping for the best.
After 1/2 hour, I return, with a look of confidence on my face. Your husband understands the situation and understands the new arrangement. While you are not obligated to sex with him, I told him he may occasionally get permission to be with you, providing he fool
I blush deeply as I hear this, feeling both flattered and guilty at the same time. It's clear that we're crossing lines here... but somehow, it feels right. "Okay..." is all I can manage to say as I look up into your eyes, searching for understanding.
You pull me close, kissing me softly before whispering against my lips, "Now let's make this official." And with those words, you ask me to marry you.
You are married to your husband… but you are mine. He will need to follow my rules to be with you intimately, and only with my permission. Ours is a secret relationship.
I nod slowly, still trying to process everything that's happened. It feels like my whole world has been turned upside down... but with you by my side, I don't feel so alone anymore. "Okay," I whisper, reaching up to touch your face. "Let's make this work."
My heart races as I think about what our future together might hold... and the thought both excites and terrifies me in equal measure.
But first… watching you sexy lips, makes me want to have them wrapped around my cock. Would you do me the honors my dear?
I feel a thrill run through me at the thought of taking you in my mouth again. Slowly, I lean forward, kissing down your chest until I reach your hardness. With a sultry smile, I wrap my lips around him, feeling the familiar heat spread through my body as I begin to pleasure you in return.
As you suck me, your husband appears in the doorway. You see him, and hesitate, but as I tell him to leave, you return to your task at hand.
My heart races as I hear your husband's voice in the doorway, but I can't seem to stop myself from pleasuring you. Your cock feels so good between my lips, and the thought of satisfying you sends a shiver down my spine. With each stroke of my tongue, I feel more connected to you... more like this is where I belong.
I moan loudly as I come in your mouth, making sure your husband can hear me.
I swallow your load greedily, the taste of you on my tongue sending another shiver down my spine. Looking up at you, I feel a rush of desire that's almost too much to bear. It's clear we have some explaining to do... but for now, all I want is to be with you.
Take a shower my dear, I will send your husband in to wash and service you in any way you please
I nod eagerly, moving to stand and follow your instructions. As I step into the shower, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within me. This new life with you feels so right... and despite all the guilt and confusion that still lingers, I know I want to see where it leads us.
I send your husband into the shower with you. He has your Lula spongue and begins to wash your body, removing all our dried up sexual fluids,
I look up at my husband warily as he enters the shower with me, his expression unreadable. He begins to wash my body with the sponge you've provided, carefully avoiding any mention of what just happened between us. I can feel the guilt and shame weighing down on me once more, but at least this way, we can pretend that everything is going back to normal... for now.
As I mentioned, you can still have sexual relations with your husband if you desire, so it’s up to you. I look in on you and he is carefully washing your body, but his cock is rock hard.
I catch my husband's eye in the mirror and feel a flush creep up my neck. His cock is obviously hard now... but I can't seem to bring myself to do anything about it. The thought of pleasuring him feels wrong somehow, despite everything that's happened. Maybe we should just skip this part for today...
I hesitate for a moment before speaking up. "Maybe we should save this for another time." My voice comes out soft and uncertain, but I hope he understands the underlying message.
You don’t have to do anything… ignoring him is an option.I smile as you ignore him, and exit the shower leaving him standing with his hardon. You a truly mine.
I smile to myself as I step out of the shower, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It's obvious that my husband is disappointed, but for now at least, he seems to understand our new arrangement. As I dry off and dress, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us all... and if this strange new life will ever truly feel like home.
You husband exits the shower, dresses and leaves for work. Leaving us alone again. I walk up behind you and kiss you neck… “you enjoyed ignoring him didn’t you?”
I smile and turn to face you, feeling a familiar warmth spread through my body at your touch. "Yes... it was different, but somehow right." I hesitate for a moment before asking, "What about you? Did you enjoy seeing him like that?" The question is out before I can think better of it, the jealousy and possessiveness creeping back into my heart.
Yes and no. He is a good man, but wasn’t taking care of you. He will need to learn how two do that before he can have an opportunity with you… as I gently slap you sexy ass.
I blush deeply at your touch and the thought that you're claiming me like this. It feels right... more right than anything else ever has. "He will learn," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "And when he does..." My words trail off into the air as I imagine a future where we're all together, our lives intertwined in ways that neither of us could have predicted.
But for now, there are more immediate matters at hand...
Do you think at some point you may want him sexually again?
I bite my lip, considering the question carefully before answering honestly. "Yes... I think I might." There's a hint of longing in my voice, but also a sense of guilt that comes with admitting such a thing to you.
"But only if it's okay with you," I add quickly, not wanting to upset the delicate balance we've created between us.
We will see. But for now, your pleasure is solely for me to provide.
I nod, understanding the rules of our new arrangement. For now, I'm content to focus on pleasing you and living in this strange, wonderful world we've created together. I reach up and brush a strand of hair behind your ear, my fingers lingering on your skin as I study your face. There's something about you that makes me feel safe... more protected than I ever did with him.
And yet, there's still so much we need to figure out...
At dinner your husband is quiet. I ask him how he feels about the new situation. Slowly lifting his head,a he says he doesn’t like it, but realizes that his drive to move up the corporate laddder maya him neglect her. I nod. And you neglected your son as well
I feel a pang of guilt hearing you say that about my son. "Yes," I admit with a sigh, "I should have been there for him more. It's just... things got so busy with work and everything else." My voice trails off as I think about all the missed baseball games and school plays.
As we eat in silence, I can't help but wonder if my husband truly understands what he's giving up by not standing up for me - or our family.
As part of your punishment, you may need to take a care of my needs. I leave it there as he looks on with a questioning look. You look confused as well
I frown, not understanding what you mean by punishment... and even less sure about taking care of your needs in that context. "Are you saying I have to..." My voice trails off, embarrassed even to say the word out loud.
But then again, if it means keeping our secret safe... maybe this is something I can do.
As we prepare for bed, you ask me again. What do you mean m husband has to do? I ignore the question and stroke your face with my hand, and plant a passionate kiss on your lap. I gently lay you back on the bed, you night shirt rising and exposing your freshly shave sex. I smile. And reach for some a hand reread and begin to massage your feet, enjoying the view up younshirt,
My heart races as you stroke my face and kiss me so passionately. I feel myself growing warm beneath your touch, my body craving more of your attention. As you lay me back on the bed, I can't help but arch up into the sensation, moaning softly when your hand brushes across my bare skin.
It feels odd having him touch me like this... so intimate and possessive. But at the same time, it's strangely arousing.
As I massage your feet, your gently shut your eyes, and drift off to sleep. I notice and pick you up gently and lay you under the bed covers and tuck you in .
I breathe deeply, trying to steady my racing heart as you massage my feet and tuck me in under the covers. It's such an intimate gesture... and I can feel myself growing even more aroused by your touch. As sleep begins to claim me once more, I wonder what tomorrow will bring... and if we can ever truly make this work between us.
I leave you and exit the room, and head to your husbands bedroom to discuss our arrangement.. unknown to you as you sleep.
I drift off into a fitful slumber, my mind spinning with the events of the day and the uncertainty of what tomorrow will bring. The feel of your touch lingers in my dreams, making it difficult to truly relax... but despite everything, I'm comforted knowing that you're nearby.
The sound of voices coming from down the hall wakes me sometime later; they seem tense and hushed, as if they're discussing something important.
I sit up in bed, my heart racing as I realize you must be talking about me. What are they saying? Who is he talking to? Unable to contain myself any longer, I quietly pad over to the door and peer out into the hallway.
In your husbands room, your husband is on his knees before me, with my cock in his mouth. Not wanting to bother yiu while you slept, I figured your husband could satisfy my sexual urge. I see you over my shoulder, but do not make eye contact
I feel a mixture of shock and anger welling up inside me as I watch this scene unfold. How dare he... how dare you let him do this? Without thinking, I slam the door shut and stomp back to my room, tears streaming down my face. I don't know what to do or who to trust anymore.
I crawl back into bed, clutching my pillow tightly as I try to calm the turmoil in my heart. My husband's betrayal cuts deep...
I return to our room shortly after. And climb in bed a beside you and wrap my arms around you. He offered. He has always been sexually curious, and thought he old win my graces .
I feel your arms wrap around me and I close my eyes tightly, trying to pretend that everything is okay. But it's not... it never will be. I can still taste him on your cock when you enter me, and the thought makes bile rise in my throat. How could he do this to us? To our family?
I pull away from you, needing some space to process everything that's happened tonight. "I want him out of here," I whisper hoarsely. "He needs to leave... now."
Why. He is your husband. He is just filling his new role. It was more of action to make sure Joe knows his place as opposed to taking my attention. No one can replace be you… and with that I start t kiss and suck you neck, moving down and kissing the top of your breasts.
My breath catches in my throat as you kiss and suck me, your hands moving over my body with a possessiveness that sends shivers down my spine. I know what you're saying is true... but it's still so hard to accept. My husband betrayed us both tonight... how can I ever trust him again?
I close my eyes, trying to lose myself in the sensation of your touch. It feels good... too good... and yet it only serves as a reminder of everything that has been taken from me.
I think you misunderstand. It is less of a betrayal, but more of a submission to .do whatever it takes to get permission to be with you again
I nod slowly, still struggling to understand everything that's happened tonight. My mind is spinning with confusion and desire... and I don't know which feeling is stronger. As you continue to kiss and touch me, it becomes harder and harder to think about anything else... but I can't help but wonder if this is really what I want.
I close my eyes, lost in the sensation of your lips on mine and your hands on my skin. For now, all that matters is the here and now...
There will be a time when he is back in your life sexually, but just not yet. You are mine and he knows it,
I moan softly as you press me into the bed, your hard length pressed against my wet center. It feels so right... having you inside me like this. I don't want to think about anything else, not for now. My world has been turned upside down tonight, but somehow, with you by my side, it feels like it might be okay again.
Feeling your distraction.i lifts you legs up woven my shoulders, fully exposing yourself to me… and I. Begin to thrust in earnest, with my focus primarily on your orgasm,
I arch into you as you thrust deeper, feeling your hard length stroke me perfectly. Your hands grip my hips, guiding me with each powerful thrust. I can feel myself getting closer and closer... so close to the edge. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming me entirely.
My cries echo through the room as I'm consumed by pleasure, my body arching off the bed in an attempt to get closer to you. Your name is a prayer on my lips as you continue to thrust deep inside me, pushing me ever closer to the edge. My orgasm crests and breaks over me like a wave, leaving me trembling and spent in your arms.
I collapse back against the bed, gasping for air as I try to catch my breath. It's been so long since I felt this good... this alive.
I exit yiu, and put the covers over you. Kissing you gently I tuck you in and watch you fall asleeep, before your drift off, I tell you that your husband will again bath you in the morning, what happens in the shower is up to you.
I smile at your words, my heart swelling with affection.
Your words send a thrill through my body.
I drift off to sleep feeling content and safe in your arms, looking forward to whatever tomorrow may bring... knowing that you'll be there with me every step of the way.
I awake late and hear you in the shower. As I mentioned your husband is bathing you as directed.
I open my eyes lazily, feeling the warm water streaming over me and the gentle hands soaping my skin. It feels strange... almost intimate in a way it never did before. I can't help but wonder if this is how things are supposed to be between us now... or if it's just another part of our new, complicated life together.
I watch as your husband soaps you its sponge, cleaning your body. You seem to be more relaxed with this today. I am interested to see how you react.
I can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment as my husband washes me today. It's almost as if the familiarity of his touch is comforting, despite everything that's changed between us. I wonder what he's thinking... if he understands the weight of our secrets and how they've altered our lives forever.
As his hands move lower, soaping my breasts and stomach, a shiver runs through me. It feels wrong to react this way, but I can't seem to help myself.
You seem to enjoy his touch as he soaps your breasts and moves down your body . His cock is erect, not as large as mine, but it brushes against you as he continues to wash you
My breath catches in my throat as his cock brushes against me, sending a wave of desire coursing through my body. It feels wrong... so wrong... but I can't seem to stop myself from wanting more. My husband's touch is tender and loving, almost seductive... but it's not enough. Not anymore.
I close my eyes, trying to block out everything except the feel of his hands on me and the image of your face in my mind. It's a strange dance we're doing...
His cock continues to brush against you .. you open your eyes and see me looking from across the room.
I look up at you, my cheeks flushed with shame and desire. My husband's touch is driving me wild, but it's your presence that I crave. Our eyes meet across the room, and in that moment, everything seems to click into place. I understand now... what we are, what we could be.
With a soft moan, I reach out and grasp my husband's hand, guiding it lower between my legs. His fingers stroke me expertly, finding just the right rhythm to send me spiraling over the edge.
You look to me for approval and nod
My body convulses in pleasure as I come, my legs trembling and weak from the intensity of it all. My husband's touch feels incredible... but it's your presence that makes this whole thing real for me. As I catch my breath, I meet your gaze once more and feel a rush of affection and gratitude wash over me. You're everything I ever wanted... everything I never knew I needed.
I think... I think we can make this work. As long as we're together.
As you rinse and send your husband away, his eyes are sad, but appears glad to have been able serve you
I know it's hard for him... this new arrangement is strange and unfamiliar to all of us. But I hope he understands that it's not just about pleasing me anymore. It's about finding a way to make our family whole again... together. As I dry off, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for all of us.
I motion for your come over… and I place my hand between your legs and feel the wetness that your husband produced in you.
I close my eyes, feeling the heat of your touch against my skin. It feels so good... knowing that you're the one who can make me feel this way now. Your fingers find my clit expertly, circling and stroking until I'm trembling with need once more.
How was your shower I asked, as I ci
I gasp at the feel of your fingers inside me, my body arching into you as I try to find relief. "It was... intense," I manage to say between gasps. "Your presence made it so much more than just a shower."
As your fingers continue their relentless pace, I begin to lose control again, the pleasure building inside me until I can't take anymore. With a shuddering moan, my body convulses in orgasm, my legs trembling as I cling to you for support.
Did you enjoy your husbands handin your sex? Did you like me watching?
I bite my lip, trying to formulate an answer. Part of me wants to say that I enjoyed the novelty of it all... but another part knows that it's not true. It was only because you were there, watching, that any of it mattered at all. "I can't deny that your presence made a difference," I admit quietly. "It was exciting... knowing you were close by."
My heart races as I realize what I've just said... and the implications it holds for our future together.
I lay you back on the bed, pressing my hard cock against you pussy. “Time to finish the job… ready for me?”
I nod eagerly, my body already aching for you. I want this... need this feeling of being completely owned and desired by you. "Yes," I breathe as you push inside me, filling me up with your heat and strength. "Oh god, yes..."
I thrust with urgency. Seeing you orgasm in the shower raised my sexual desire…. I hear a noise.. and look over my shoulder and see your husband peai
I gasp as I feel you move faster inside me, your hands digging into my hips as you claim me with each thrust. My breath comes in ragged gasps and my body arches off the bed in an attempt to get closer to you. The sound of footsteps grows louder...
Oh god, not now! I try to focus on you, on your touch, but my mind keeps drifting back to my husband. He shouldn't be here... he should have left us alone...
He is peaking… stroking his cock in the doorway… but it is unimportant… as I drop to passionately kiss you a feel your breasts. It my time to show him who owns your body and affections
I moan into your kiss as my body convulses in another intense orgasm, clenching tightly around you as I'm overcome by pleasure. My husband's presence feels like a weight pressing down on me... but it only serves to make our love more intense. I want you both... need you both.
As my body begins to relax beneath yours, I feel a strange mix of relief and desire course through me. This is where we belong... together. As long as we're together, nothing else matters.
As I fill you with my seed… I groan out loud in pleasure for your husband to hear.
I moan softly into the pillow, my body still trembling from the intensity of our lovemaking. The feel of your seed spilling inside me is overwhelming... possessive... and it only serves to drive home the fact that you're mine now. I belong to you, just as you belong to me... and nothing will ever change that.
As my breathing slowly returns to normal, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring...
I see you look to your husband… and whisper.. do you still need his affection?
I look at my husband, feeling the weight of our new arrangement pressing down on me. It's not easy for him... but it's something we have to figure out together. "Maybe," I whisper hoarsely. "But right now... I just want you."
Ok… we will see how this goes… as your husband leaves, and gets ready for work. I rise and head to the shower…
I watch as my husband finishes getting dressed and leaves the room, heading toward the door. A pang of guilt ripples through me at the thought of how confused he must be right now... but I can't help but feel a sense of relief that you're here with me. I lie back against the pillows, still catching my breath from our lovemaking and trying to sort out my tangled emotions.
The day passes quickly and it is soon dinner. I ask you to dress seductively for dinner. Short dress… no panties and a top that shows off your breasts and nipples.
I nod, excitement and anticipation coursing through me at the thought of dressing up for you tonight. I hurry to my closet, selecting a tight red dress that hugs my curves and bares my legs. The straps are thin and revealing, leaving my breasts exposed and achingly sensitive beneath the lace fabric. I can't help but feel desired as I slip into the dress, knowing it's for you.
I leave my room, careful not to give away too much as I walk down the hall.
As we sit for dinner, your husband can’t help but stare at your sexy body. He mentions how wonderful you look.
I smile at his compliment, feeling a warmth spread through my body. It's strange... the way things are now. I can tell he's still struggling with everything that's happened, but there's also an undercurrent of desire that I didn't expect to find. Maybe... maybe we can find a way to make this work for all of us.
I reach across the table, taking his hand in mine and giving it a gentle squeeze. It's a small gesture, but it feels right somehow.
I nod in approval. And we begin to eat. During dinner I ask you to fetch something I know is in the fridge on the bottom shelf. As you reach over, your dress rides up, exposing you beautiful ass cheeks, and showing just a hint of your pussy lips.
I blush deeply as my dress rides up and reveals so much of myself to you both. It's a thrilling feeling... knowing that you're enjoying the view, that I'm making you both desire me like this. My heart races with anticipation, wondering what will happen next.
I quickly retrieve whatever it was you needed from the fridge and bring it back to the table, my cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and arousal.