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My husband and I have been married for almost six
years. A few years ago our sex life started to decline. We tried toys,
movies and role playing, but none of that worked. Michael had been working
alot and was gone almost every night so I was often alone. I had been
horny for a couple of days and every time I tried coming on to Michael he
said he was too tired or didn't really feel like it. I decided to go and
buy some lingerie to sweeten the deal.
I drove an hour to the nearest sex shop where I figured they would have
what I was looking for. I went in and luckily no one greeted me or even
offered to help. Whoever was behind the counter stayed on their cell phone
and let me shop privately. I found a rack of sheer, leather and lacey
garments. I grabbed a few of the items in my size and ran into the
dressing room testing the lock twice to make sure it was locked. I tried
them all one and was quite pleased with what they did for me. Michael
would never be able to turn me down wearing this. I was practically giddy.
I quickly took them off and dressed in my clothes. I purchased them and
again the clerk barely made eye contact. That was a relief.
I drove home with the windows down and the radio blaring. I felt pretty
good about myself. I pulled into the driveway and ran into the house. This
was Michael's early night so he shouldn't be home too late. I went
straight up to the bathroom and undressed. I had just enough time to take
a bath and shave. I filled the tub full of hot water and lilac scented
bath beads. The bathroom smelled like the inside of a spa. I slipped into
the water, shaved and washed very thoroughly. I still had some time so I
laid my head back on the towel I had placed behind me.
I was so turned on at the thought of wearing my new goodies for Michael. I
closed my eyes and started rubbing my hands all over my wet breasts. My
nipples became erect almost instantly. I kept my left hand cupped under my
breast and ran my right hand down between my legs. I knew the water was
getting cooler, but the mound under my hand held an intense amount of
heat. I parted my legs just slightly and started rubbing my hand up and
down my pussy lips just grazing over my clit. I ran my hand down until my
fingers found my hole and I slipped in two of them. I was so wet inside. I
rubbed my fingers along the walls of my pussy and let my thumb tease my
clit. I raised my left breast to my mouth and gently took my nipple into
my mouth, licking it with my tongue.
I just let a tiny moan escape my mouth when I heard Michael slam his car
door. He was home. This was almost as thrilling as playing with myself. I
jumped out of the tub and dried off. I let my hair down and rubbed some
vanilla lotion all over me. It was his favorite and was sure to drive him
wild.
"Mel,you home? I'm going to go take a shower, honey." Michael yelled as he
was walking up the stairs. He must have thought I was downstairs or
outside. I heard the shower start from the bedroom. I had one more piece
of my newly accquired lingerie to put on and I went to lay on the bed. I
had turned the lights off and lit some candles on top of the dresser. The
shower shut off.
Michael brushed his teeth and I heard him shut off the light in the
bathroom as he opened the door leading into our room.
"Honey?" He looked around and I thought I saw him squint a little. Then he
gasped.
"Mel? Wow! You look good." He smiled and came over to the bed.
"Do you really like it?" I breathed in his ear as he nuzzled my neck.
"Yeah. Stand up and let me look at you." He took my hand and led me off
the bed.
He laid back on the bed as he watched my pose for him. I watched as his
eyes ran all over my body. Michael started at the slut red leather choker
that led down to a bustier of the same color that had half moon cups so my
tits almost fell over the top. The choker led even farther down across my
belly button and wrapped around my hips. He sighed as he caught sight of
the bright red crotchless panties and the red fishnet stockings that
connected to the choker by garter straps.
Michael took his finger and twirled it wanting me to turn for him. I did
and he moaned. It was the very first time I had ever worn a thong. My ass
cheeks fell nicely from the thin fabric of the thong and rounded plump at
the bottom.
I heard the bed creak and I turned just in time to catch Michael leaning
in for a kiss. Michael grabbed my face in both of his hands and pulled my
face roughly into his. At first it hurt then it got erotic. He had his
hands everywhere. He had led both of his hands down to my ass and spread
my cheeks apart. He stuck in one finger and let it tease my hole. I
moaned. Then he pulled my breasts out of the bustier and started sucking
hungrily at them. I tired pulling him away and asking him to slow down.
"Michael, why don't we go a little slower? I wanted to dance around for
you." I asked.
"I want you now. I want to fuck the shit out of you." He slurred around my
nipple.
I was going to push him away again, but he swept me up and threw me on the
bed. I thought he was trying to be more romantic like I asked then he
ripped my stockings off and garter that wrapped around my waist. I
couldn't believe he was being so rough. He leaned in and started kissing
me again this time was too hard and I felt his teeth rub against my lips.
Next thing I knew he was between my legs holding my left leg in the air
and spitting into his hand. I was shocked and upset.
"What are you doing?" I barely said the words loud enough.
"Fucking you. You dressed like that to be my whore didn't you? Now act
like it."
With that he rubbed his spit all over my pussy and shoved three spit
soaked fingers into my cunt. I screamed. I had never had more than two
fingers in at a time and having three in there hurt. He didn't care. He
slammed his fingers in and out of me and I realized he was making sure he
got me wet enough. He lifted my other leg and rammed his cock into me. It
was so forceful. He pulled back slower and rammed into my pussy again.
"Fuck yeah. Melly, fuck yeah. Oh, I needed this." His breathing was
getting deeper so I knew he was almost done. A few more minutes of him
roughly slamming his cock into my pussy he let out a loud grunt and
started to slow. Michael rolled over and used my now ripped stockings to
wipe the cum from his spent dick.
"That was good, Mel. Night." Within minutes he was asleep.
I laid there still not able to believe how he treated me. Like I was some
rag-doll whore he had picked up. My own husband didn't even think once to
try to please me. I was still horny so I reached into my nightstand and
pulled out my vibrator. I turned it on and rubbed it hard on my clit. It
felt so good. I used my right hand to rub my clit as I fucked myself with
the long, flesh colored vibrator. I was trying to keep my moaning down,
but realized Michael was too out of it to even notice. I felt my face get
hot and I was gushing juices all over my hands. My fingers started rubbing
more vigorously over my clit and I felt it harden. My pussy walls started
clamping around the hard object that was forcing it's way in and out of
me. Suddenly, more fiercely than ever, I came with a series of
convulsions. I even screamed once, yet Michael was still asleep. I laid
there. Spent.
As I laid there, ready to fall alseep, I realized why I had came so hard.
Why my orgasm had left my pussy soaked and still dripping wet. The whole
time I was playing with myself I was imagining Michael's manager from
work. He was on top of me and pounding me with his hard, dick. Caressing
me and kissing me softly. That night I fell asleep with a devios little
plan in mind. If my husband wasn't going to give me what I needed then I
would find someone who would. |
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