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07/09/2010
When I got home to my husband Tony, after being out with Lawrence for the first time, I imagined that we would 'do our thing'. I even pictured my husband tonguing Lawrences's cum off the table of my pubes, kissing and caressing the cheeks of my arse after they had been clenching fiercely with the force on my climax on Lawrence's man hood.
But it didn't work that way and Tony was really twitched. He suddenly thought that i was going to walk out on him rather than simply turn him into a compliant cuckold. Why would I not want such an accommodating man who doted on me in all other regards!?
I slapped him lightly, told him to pull himself together and to accept his lot. Sex wasn't fair, people didn't have the same abilities and i was within my rights to chose Lawrence. I'd dumped a randy boyfriend years before because Tony was 'just so nice'. Well, nice didn't cut it any more and at heart I told Tony that he knew it!
I couldn't soften then- i couldn't mother him. I wouldn't ever see Lawrence again and that was impossible for me. I was cross with him for not co operating, asking to lick me out as I expected and deserved. So i took charge another way, got him to look at my exercised cunny, to learn to worship up beneath my hemline. 'Lawrence expects you to shave my cunt' I said crisply, 'and then to text him some pictures'.
I have quite a generous auburn bush down there and of course it was matted with Lawrence's spunk. My cunny was still seeping generous thick wads of sticky sperm that had the consistency of glue. I was stretched silly, very sore, but i wanted Tony to get used to this. He fetched hot water, shaving soap and a razor and whilst i stood there legs akimbo he shaved, delicately, patiently and attentively, drinking down the pleasures of my tryste with Lawrence.
'You're bigger' he murmured, fashioning a teasing little arrow of lady hair that pointed down to my clitoris. 'i'm looser' I corrected, 'and I'm sore from fucking, so work carefully'. Tony was warming to his task, he was getting high on the smell of sex! 'Once you're stretched to fit, once you get used to a certain size, will that be enough?' he asked beginning to fantasize. Personally i guessed that it would- Lawrence was an Adonis. He made Tony seemed saggy and pathetic. But i knew now that Tony wanted this, he needed the humiliation. So I fantasized too. 'Lawrence has some friends,' I said quietly, 'if he asks me to, i'll fuck around.'
Tony took the snaps of my raw, gaping and shaven sex and showed them to me. He asked Lawrence's number and then tapped that into the phone sending it so that my lover could see what awaited him. I added a text, 'Saggy wielded the razor'.
The temptation to treat my husband to head now that he was bending to my will was immense. I was enjoying the control. But discipline was all so i sent him to cook dinner and rested my swollen and oh so aroused quim on the softest cushion around. That unfortunately was when Deborah came round. You remember Deborah from my first posting. Well...
FUCK MY WIFE!
But it didn't work that way and Tony was really twitched. He suddenly thought that i was going to walk out on him rather than simply turn him into a compliant cuckold. Why would I not want such an accommodating man who doted on me in all other regards!?
I slapped him lightly, told him to pull himself together and to accept his lot. Sex wasn't fair, people didn't have the same abilities and i was within my rights to chose Lawrence. I'd dumped a randy boyfriend years before because Tony was 'just so nice'. Well, nice didn't cut it any more and at heart I told Tony that he knew it!
I couldn't soften then- i couldn't mother him. I wouldn't ever see Lawrence again and that was impossible for me. I was cross with him for not co operating, asking to lick me out as I expected and deserved. So i took charge another way, got him to look at my exercised cunny, to learn to worship up beneath my hemline. 'Lawrence expects you to shave my cunt' I said crisply, 'and then to text him some pictures'.
I have quite a generous auburn bush down there and of course it was matted with Lawrence's spunk. My cunny was still seeping generous thick wads of sticky sperm that had the consistency of glue. I was stretched silly, very sore, but i wanted Tony to get used to this. He fetched hot water, shaving soap and a razor and whilst i stood there legs akimbo he shaved, delicately, patiently and attentively, drinking down the pleasures of my tryste with Lawrence.
'You're bigger' he murmured, fashioning a teasing little arrow of lady hair that pointed down to my clitoris. 'i'm looser' I corrected, 'and I'm sore from fucking, so work carefully'. Tony was warming to his task, he was getting high on the smell of sex! 'Once you're stretched to fit, once you get used to a certain size, will that be enough?' he asked beginning to fantasize. Personally i guessed that it would- Lawrence was an Adonis. He made Tony seemed saggy and pathetic. But i knew now that Tony wanted this, he needed the humiliation. So I fantasized too. 'Lawrence has some friends,' I said quietly, 'if he asks me to, i'll fuck around.'
Tony took the snaps of my raw, gaping and shaven sex and showed them to me. He asked Lawrence's number and then tapped that into the phone sending it so that my lover could see what awaited him. I added a text, 'Saggy wielded the razor'.
The temptation to treat my husband to head now that he was bending to my will was immense. I was enjoying the control. But discipline was all so i sent him to cook dinner and rested my swollen and oh so aroused quim on the softest cushion around. That unfortunately was when Deborah came round. You remember Deborah from my first posting. Well...
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