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Your wife/GF, my fuck toy: PART II
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Your wife/GF, my fuck toy: PART II NOTE: Don’t forget to read, “Your wife/GF, my fuck toy: PART I” if you haven’t done so already. This blog post will make a lot more sense if you do. Alright, alright – you’ve all waited long enough for PART II. In any case, it’s about high-time that I took a smallish break from all the serious talk and got to something a little more light-hearted and fun - I’m sure that many people would agree; after all, people want to have fun here. That’s why we’re all here, right? So let’s have some fun. Now, where did we leave off? And how far do I want to go today? Let’s find out! *** There I am, crouching down beside his kneeling wife, whispering in her ear, running a hand along her wonderfully pert breasts, with the other trailing down to her lovely little mound. Her breathing picks up as I continue. “I want you to be my little fuck toy tonight. I want you to open up, and let me use that lovely body of yours… right here, in front of your husband.” “Yes” she says, breath heavy. My hand trails down, brushing through her<b> trimmed </font></b>bush, and makes its way to her slit. My fingers run along the lips, feeling her… she is already beginning to get wet. Clearly, she is enjoying herself – and that is encouraging. I move my hand out towards her inner thigh, giving her a nice little rub. “You want to feel my hard cock in the juicy little pussy of yours tonight? You want to feel me buried deep inside you?” “Yeah.” “Yeah… well, if you want it, you’ve got to convince me that you want it. You’ve got to convince us that you want it” I say, while continuing to rub her along her inner thigh – the other hand, making its way down to the other side. “Oh, fuck…” she mutters. “Yeah… you see why you’re hands are restrained?” I say, as both hands grab at her box. “This is why.” She arches forward and lets out a delightful moan as I grab her. “Now we’re getting somewhere, aren’t we?” I say, noting how her hips are pumping a little, her pussy grinding against my hands as I continue to stroke her. She is becoming wet and slick with her love juices. “You want my hard cock?” “Yes…” “You want feel my hard cock buried deep inside you… stretching you out and filling you up?” “Yes…” “You want feel my hard cock slip inside you, pushing in until I’m balls-deep?” “Yes…” “What’ll it be like, do you suppose… to feel my thick hard cock pumping in and out of your tight little pussy?” “Oh – fuck yes… that’s what I want. That’s what I want. I want your hard cock inside me.” By now, she is a soaking wet mess down below: my hands are covered in her juices. Her husband is clearly enjoying the sight of his wife grinding herself on me: his underwear is tented. I grab a tight hold of her hair, holding her head steady, and whisper sharply: “You’re going to be my little fuck toy. I’m going to fuck you as hard as I want, as fast as I want, and as deep as I want, for as long as I want… I’m going to use that pussy good. And you’re husband is going to watch the whole thing.” She gasps a little at thought, a gasp that turns into another lovely little moan. “Yes… use me… fuck my pussy good…” “Good… now say it louder, so your husband can hear” I say, frantically rubbing a couple of fingers on her clit. “Oh… fuck! I want you to fuck my pussy! Fuck my pussy! Fuck it good!” “That’s better… much better.” With that, I turn to the husband. “You’ve got a little work to do now” I say, cutting the tape around his wrists. He looks at me, quizzically. “Here’s what I’m going to do: I’m going to get her to sit on you, on your lap. She’s going to lean back into you and spread her legs for me… and you’re going to help hold her legs open while I fuck her.” Needless to say, perhaps, but he seems excited, and only too willing to oblige. I turn to his wife and get her off her knees. I turn her around and unclip her hand restraints. For a moment, she thinks that she is free, but I grab her hands again. “Not so fast with those hands” I say. “I’m not restraining them behind your back for now, because you’ll be on your back momentarily… but I will be restraining them at your collar.” I swing the collar around her neck, the D-ring facing backwards, and pull her hands up alongside the collar and restrain them there. “No hands. You’re not in control. I am. You’re my fuck toy, remember?” She is shuddering a little as I turn her around, her back facing towards her seated husband. Her chest is heaving with every breath, heart racing, her face and pussy are flush… it is a wonderful sight to behold: a woman in the throes of passion. I slowly push her backwards until she is sitting down on her husband’s lap. “Now… I want you to spread your legs for me. Spread them nice and wide.” I say, leaning into her, with one hand stroking at her lovely breasts, and the one rubbing her inner thigh. “I want you to give yourself to me now… spread your legs, and let me have your pussy… right here, right now – like this. Lift up your legs, and let your husband help you hold them open.” She carefully spreads her legs wide, and, leaning back into her husband, lifts them up off the ground. He proceeds to grab them and hold them in place for her, holding them in between the knees. By the looks on the husband’s face, and the sounds of her heavy breathing and moans, I had the distinct impression that everyone was going to like what comes next. *** Alright… that’s another 3 pages worth. It’s time to take a break and do something else. Thinking like this just gets me increasingly horny. Hopefully, everyone else is enjoying themselves too. If you are, please feel free to drop my a comment/compliment below (I love them). I’ll get working on a PART III soon enough. Besides, that I have a few other writings planned for the near future. Lots to do, lots to do. Cheers, Pleasurabull |
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