Tom, my husband, is away on conference again for a fortnight. He's been away a week but I can't wait another week to be in his arms again. I tried to talk him into phone sex and he tried to oblige me a bit but he wasn't keen or was too tired or too busy. After he hung up, I felt my whole skin burning with the desire to be touched and caressed. I am sitting on the bed and I was wearing a slightly short night gown and I put my hand between my legs and touched myself within my slit. When I took my hand up to see, my fingers were covered with a sticky slimy clear mucuswhich stretched between my fingers. I get wet easily and have never been too dry to have sex.
I took Toms photo from my bedside table with one hand and started rubbing my slit through my panties and thinking of his cock sliding in and out of me from behind while we lie sideways on the bed. I took off my bra and pulled off my silky neglige. I put his photo down. With one hand, I cupped my breast and gently rolled my nipple the way Tom does for me when I ask him to. With my other hand, I pull my g string aside (I always dress sexily in an understated way as Tom doesn't like slutty), and start to rub my clitoris in a very gentle, circular motion until I'm thoroughly soaked with juices and my nipples are erect.i got very aroused, and my hand on my nipple starts to squeeze and grab my breast as well as roam all over my body. I close my eyes and think of Tom naked, skin against my skin. The pleasure radiates from my clitoris to my whole body. I writhe and rub myself against the smooth bedsheets. I let our little mews and sighs of pleasure, and arch and gyrate my body. I turn sideways so I can enjoy seeing myself masturbate in the large mirror. I've masturbated myself to orgasm this way many times. It's often more physically pleasurable than having sex with Tom himself but I still rather be in Toms arms.
Today, however, as I was tensing up to my orgasm, the phone rang. Hello Stuly, how have you been? It was Fred, my ex lover of many years. Hiiii! I'm fine, I'm feeling good, long time no hear from you, how's everything with you, I gushed with deep feeling. You ok? Oh sure, Fred replied, I've got a bit of a lull in the shopping business, same as everyone else, but I'm ok, don't have to close shop yet but heartless landlord wants to raise rent. So I'm quite free and thought why not catch up with my baby Stuly. It's like less than once a year? The last I saw you was at your baby one month celebration and before that was your wedding. Yes! I said happily, happy to hear Fred's voice again, we did promise to remain friends forever and meet up once a year and we should, it's due, just that I've been so focused on doing up my home and then my baby came, so busy, and getting used to living with Tom and to in laws.....How about this evening? Fred asked. Dinner? Sure, if I can get my mum or Toms mum to babysit. Most likely can. It's a good time because I've stopped working and Toms not in town. Six? Fred asked. I'll pick you up from your home or wherever you are then. Yes, I said, from my home, but let me pay just this once, please? Since business is bad for you. I know you can afford, but let me pay for good luck to you. Ok ok, my baby has grown up into a wonderful woman in front of my eyes, Fred laughed, why did I ever let you go? I should have been selfish and strung you along as my mistress forever. Yes, why didn't you? I didn't ask for anything from you, you know, (I hardened as i was suddenly stirred deep inside my heart, it's hard to remain casual as friends with an ex lover). Why didn't you finish what you started?
After he hung up, i paused in reminiscence of my ex, then decided what I was going to wear, something in between. Something discrete as befits a married woman, and yet show a bit of shoulder, neck and thigh. I've a sleeveless yellow dress that's mid thigh length but sexy as the elasticity of the material helps in hugging the curves of my breasts, waist and butt.
I lay down and went back to masturbating but now I couldn't keep Tom in my sexual fantasy. Fred's face kept coming up instead. I couldn't cum. I surrendered to the images and memories of exciting sex with Fred that flooded back easily.......so many years ago, we were role playing one of his sexual
fantasies y, Fred's so playful and inventive when it came to sex. We were in our love apartment and I
had just told him how my gang of girls had gone to Bangkok and watched a duck show, not one about ducks but with hunky male models performing a strip tease. We were very young and wild then. After that, we signed up for an expensive massage, and one of us actually went all the way with the handsomest. My masseur was quite attractive too and I let him strip me completely and massage my breasts and buttocks and let him come very close to my slit but when he touched my clitoris, I chickened out and grabbed his wrist and said no even though I was dripping wet. When my friend told me she had had sex, I kind of regretted not having an adventure story to tell more than regret not having let the very muscular man fuck me. So when I told Fred about the adventure, I made it more exciting but didn't want to tell Fred anymore to keep him intrigued. I lied that he was only wearing swimming trunks and that I got a chance to feel his hard six pack abds. I lied that I could see the masseurs huge rock hard erection poking above his trunks and that I let him stroke my clitoris till I was soaking wet, and after that 'it's too embarrassing, I'm not telling you anymore!'
After that, I ran and Fred chased me down but I refused to tell him to this day. He caught me at the sofa and made me kneel while he fucked me hard afrom behind, slapping my butt and scolding me in mock anger, Tell me you low class slut, did you get fucked by the masseur? In between moans of pain and pleasure, i replied, what do you prefer me to be? That's what I'll be but I'm not telling you what happened. He grabbed me by the hair and forced me down and throat fucked me so hard I couldn't breathe and almost fainted. But no matter how breathless he made me, when he pulled back to let me have air, I refused, absolutely refused to let him know whether or not I got fucked. Fred made me kneel down again saying that he needs to inflict more pain to force me to confess. I'm going to rip your anus unless you confess, he threatened. No! Please! I'll confess. I'll say anything you want me to, ipleaded. I used my hands to pull my butt apart to stretch my anus bigger so it won't hurt. It's too tight Fred, something will rip! Fred pierced me painfully and started to pump me. It was so tight, I screamed in pain. No! Please no! I'll talk! Sometimes I'll say I got fucked, sometimes ill say I chickened out. Fred's cock was much harder when I said I got screwed, so I finally said I'm sorry , I couldn't help myself. After the masseur licked my pussy I became putty for him to do with as he liked and I spent the rest of my holiday being his sex slave. With that, Fred came in hard and long into my soaking cunt.
I'm all wet now, thinking of Fred, I know it's wrong but just a little bit of fantasy won't hurt, right? .So in our role play sex, Fred often likes to act as the Thai masseur I encountered in Bangkok. Once we booked a wonderful massage couple spa at the rooftop of Changi Meriden hotel. It's got two massage beds but there's an outdoor jacuzzi overlooking changi point where we can enjoy thebpview naked but can't be seen. We tell the masseuses they are not needed and we have two hours alone. He wants to be the masseur who seduced me into sex. .i pretend that I'm holidaying with fred and he's in
the hotel room reading not realizing I'm going to be seduced by a he man with a gorgeous muscular body to die for (not too thick, I prefer lean men). He's only wearing a g string and he's tanned and showing off his abds. After the usual face down massage, I'm asked to remove my bra so he can do my back. His hands go up and down the side of my breasts. He does this standing at the head of the bed so his erect cock is very near my head. Then he goes to my legs and soon Fred's hands are on my butt and massaging hard. His hands creep up and spread my legs apart. No please don't, I said, my boyfriend is in the hotel. Don't worry, Fred said, ive locked the door so he won't find out. It's wring I
said, but made no effort to close my legs. Fred massaged my legs starting with my ankles and calves to thigh and now he was rubbing up against my crotch. He dipped into my slit and starting to rub up and down. I moaned softly.
Turn around Fred commanded. I turned to face the ceiling with my eyes closed. Fred massaged my naked breasts and twisted my nipples till they were hard and erect. Then he massaged from my calves to my thighs and finally to be slit, getting nearer and nearer till his fingers touched my clitoris. I put my hand on his and said No! It's not right, but Fred, kept stroking my clitoris. Each time I would let him and rub a little longer before asking him to stop. Stop, Fred, please? It's wrong . But Fred kept going at my clitoris till the pleasure was intense enough for me to start gently moaning and writhing.fred pulled my legs apart and I didn't resist but said No, Fred, please don't. He starting gently finger fucking me over my uselesss protests. Soon it was an all out three finger attack on my pussy and I was doing pelvic thrusts to meet his pumps. I had been conquered by my masseur.
To be continued.
I took Toms photo from my bedside table with one hand and started rubbing my slit through my panties and thinking of his cock sliding in and out of me from behind while we lie sideways on the bed. I took off my bra and pulled off my silky neglige. I put his photo down. With one hand, I cupped my breast and gently rolled my nipple the way Tom does for me when I ask him to. With my other hand, I pull my g string aside (I always dress sexily in an understated way as Tom doesn't like slutty), and start to rub my clitoris in a very gentle, circular motion until I'm thoroughly soaked with juices and my nipples are erect.i got very aroused, and my hand on my nipple starts to squeeze and grab my breast as well as roam all over my body. I close my eyes and think of Tom naked, skin against my skin. The pleasure radiates from my clitoris to my whole body. I writhe and rub myself against the smooth bedsheets. I let our little mews and sighs of pleasure, and arch and gyrate my body. I turn sideways so I can enjoy seeing myself masturbate in the large mirror. I've masturbated myself to orgasm this way many times. It's often more physically pleasurable than having sex with Tom himself but I still rather be in Toms arms.
Today, however, as I was tensing up to my orgasm, the phone rang. Hello Stuly, how have you been? It was Fred, my ex lover of many years. Hiiii! I'm fine, I'm feeling good, long time no hear from you, how's everything with you, I gushed with deep feeling. You ok? Oh sure, Fred replied, I've got a bit of a lull in the shopping business, same as everyone else, but I'm ok, don't have to close shop yet but heartless landlord wants to raise rent. So I'm quite free and thought why not catch up with my baby Stuly. It's like less than once a year? The last I saw you was at your baby one month celebration and before that was your wedding. Yes! I said happily, happy to hear Fred's voice again, we did promise to remain friends forever and meet up once a year and we should, it's due, just that I've been so focused on doing up my home and then my baby came, so busy, and getting used to living with Tom and to in laws.....How about this evening? Fred asked. Dinner? Sure, if I can get my mum or Toms mum to babysit. Most likely can. It's a good time because I've stopped working and Toms not in town. Six? Fred asked. I'll pick you up from your home or wherever you are then. Yes, I said, from my home, but let me pay just this once, please? Since business is bad for you. I know you can afford, but let me pay for good luck to you. Ok ok, my baby has grown up into a wonderful woman in front of my eyes, Fred laughed, why did I ever let you go? I should have been selfish and strung you along as my mistress forever. Yes, why didn't you? I didn't ask for anything from you, you know, (I hardened as i was suddenly stirred deep inside my heart, it's hard to remain casual as friends with an ex lover). Why didn't you finish what you started?
After he hung up, i paused in reminiscence of my ex, then decided what I was going to wear, something in between. Something discrete as befits a married woman, and yet show a bit of shoulder, neck and thigh. I've a sleeveless yellow dress that's mid thigh length but sexy as the elasticity of the material helps in hugging the curves of my breasts, waist and butt.
I lay down and went back to masturbating but now I couldn't keep Tom in my sexual fantasy. Fred's face kept coming up instead. I couldn't cum. I surrendered to the images and memories of exciting sex with Fred that flooded back easily.......so many years ago, we were role playing one of his sexual
fantasies y, Fred's so playful and inventive when it came to sex. We were in our love apartment and I
had just told him how my gang of girls had gone to Bangkok and watched a duck show, not one about ducks but with hunky male models performing a strip tease. We were very young and wild then. After that, we signed up for an expensive massage, and one of us actually went all the way with the handsomest. My masseur was quite attractive too and I let him strip me completely and massage my breasts and buttocks and let him come very close to my slit but when he touched my clitoris, I chickened out and grabbed his wrist and said no even though I was dripping wet. When my friend told me she had had sex, I kind of regretted not having an adventure story to tell more than regret not having let the very muscular man fuck me. So when I told Fred about the adventure, I made it more exciting but didn't want to tell Fred anymore to keep him intrigued. I lied that he was only wearing swimming trunks and that I got a chance to feel his hard six pack abds. I lied that I could see the masseurs huge rock hard erection poking above his trunks and that I let him stroke my clitoris till I was soaking wet, and after that 'it's too embarrassing, I'm not telling you anymore!'
After that, I ran and Fred chased me down but I refused to tell him to this day. He caught me at the sofa and made me kneel while he fucked me hard afrom behind, slapping my butt and scolding me in mock anger, Tell me you low class slut, did you get fucked by the masseur? In between moans of pain and pleasure, i replied, what do you prefer me to be? That's what I'll be but I'm not telling you what happened. He grabbed me by the hair and forced me down and throat fucked me so hard I couldn't breathe and almost fainted. But no matter how breathless he made me, when he pulled back to let me have air, I refused, absolutely refused to let him know whether or not I got fucked. Fred made me kneel down again saying that he needs to inflict more pain to force me to confess. I'm going to rip your anus unless you confess, he threatened. No! Please! I'll confess. I'll say anything you want me to, ipleaded. I used my hands to pull my butt apart to stretch my anus bigger so it won't hurt. It's too tight Fred, something will rip! Fred pierced me painfully and started to pump me. It was so tight, I screamed in pain. No! Please no! I'll talk! Sometimes I'll say I got fucked, sometimes ill say I chickened out. Fred's cock was much harder when I said I got screwed, so I finally said I'm sorry , I couldn't help myself. After the masseur licked my pussy I became putty for him to do with as he liked and I spent the rest of my holiday being his sex slave. With that, Fred came in hard and long into my soaking cunt.
I'm all wet now, thinking of Fred, I know it's wrong but just a little bit of fantasy won't hurt, right? .So in our role play sex, Fred often likes to act as the Thai masseur I encountered in Bangkok. Once we booked a wonderful massage couple spa at the rooftop of Changi Meriden hotel. It's got two massage beds but there's an outdoor jacuzzi overlooking changi point where we can enjoy thebpview naked but can't be seen. We tell the masseuses they are not needed and we have two hours alone. He wants to be the masseur who seduced me into sex. .i pretend that I'm holidaying with fred and he's in
the hotel room reading not realizing I'm going to be seduced by a he man with a gorgeous muscular body to die for (not too thick, I prefer lean men). He's only wearing a g string and he's tanned and showing off his abds. After the usual face down massage, I'm asked to remove my bra so he can do my back. His hands go up and down the side of my breasts. He does this standing at the head of the bed so his erect cock is very near my head. Then he goes to my legs and soon Fred's hands are on my butt and massaging hard. His hands creep up and spread my legs apart. No please don't, I said, my boyfriend is in the hotel. Don't worry, Fred said, ive locked the door so he won't find out. It's wring I
said, but made no effort to close my legs. Fred massaged my legs starting with my ankles and calves to thigh and now he was rubbing up against my crotch. He dipped into my slit and starting to rub up and down. I moaned softly.
Turn around Fred commanded. I turned to face the ceiling with my eyes closed. Fred massaged my naked breasts and twisted my nipples till they were hard and erect. Then he massaged from my calves to my thighs and finally to be slit, getting nearer and nearer till his fingers touched my clitoris. I put my hand on his and said No! It's not right, but Fred, kept stroking my clitoris. Each time I would let him and rub a little longer before asking him to stop. Stop, Fred, please? It's wrong . But Fred kept going at my clitoris till the pleasure was intense enough for me to start gently moaning and writhing.fred pulled my legs apart and I didn't resist but said No, Fred, please don't. He starting gently finger fucking me over my uselesss protests. Soon it was an all out three finger attack on my pussy and I was doing pelvic thrusts to meet his pumps. I had been conquered by my masseur.
To be continued.
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