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Tags: cuckold. Finally managed to find this in my archive, hope you like it. When my future wife to be refused full sexual intercourse before the marriage day, I assumed this was quite normal, respectable behavior on her part, the story reaction of a Sucking a womans breast, middle class girl true to her upbringing. Only later did I discover that Kysa wasn't 'respectable' at all! At the time though I couldn't see past the smooth curves of her ample breasts, tightly constrained beneath her thin, skin-hugging tops, or separate my gaze from the marvelous mounds of her perfect, round and inviting buttocks.
Kysa loved to encourage me to play with her breasts. She'd laugh at my nervous, still almost adolescent, fumbling attempts to 'touch up' her tits, but she almost always allowed my wandering hands to find their way under her stretched woolen jumper.
How I loved to feel the weight of her globes in the palms Kysa my hands. Touching and stroking Dragon story awoken dragon incredibly taught smooth nylon of her bra cups made my stomach turn flip-flops! Even today I get a kick out of thinking back to how sex unsteady finger-tips would gradually work nearer and nearer to the engorged, protruding firmness of her nipples.
Kysa liked me to work her large and prominent nipples between my fingers, rolling them around through the thin, silky material of the brassiere.
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Of course I'd get a huge erection, but I was never allowed to relieve myself in her presence in any way, never mind actually fuck her. She'd keep me pleasuring her divine, feminine orbs for ages, with my balls getting bluer by the minute, and my pre-cum wetting my underwear, but I never dared risk upsetting this goddess by suggesting going any further.
Every night in bed I'd jack off silly thinking of her. Just imagining story allowed to actually suck those huge nipples was enough to make me cum with huge gushes of wasted sex spurting into my hand. The day finally came when Kysa consented to marry me. I walked down the isle with a penis like an iron rod in my trousers, thinking about getting Kysa into bed at last on the honeymoon, but fortunately I was able to arrange my clothing so that it wasn't too noticeable.
In any case, everybody was looking at Kysa, resplendent in layers of virgin white, rather than at me. The honeymoon first night went off reasonably well. I came too soon of course, Wife creampied cuck ganged fact Kysa I'd even managed to get Kysa undressed. Yes, just sucking on those gorgeous nipples did it! Fortunately Kysa took a very understanding view of this episode.
Within no time she'd got me hard again, and before very long the marriage was successfully Power girl sex slave. What even at the time struck me as being - surely - rather unusual, was that for the rest of the honeymoon I wasn't allowed to repeat the success of that first night.
Kysa kept me at arm's length, claiming that she felt sure it wasn't "normal" for a husband to want to molest his wife too often, not if he really "respected" her. Well respect Kysa I certainly did. She saw to that. Having had my first fuck of my life with her I was hooked. She was my goddess.
I was infatuated with her. I'd do anything for her. She was always kind and sweet to me, pulling down the zipper on my trousers, reaching inside and stroking me into a fervid state of ball-bursting desire whenever she had me alone I followed her everywhere like an obedient dog, waiting on her every whim, hypnotized Xim the despot the slinky sway of her hips and gentle bounce of those irresistible tits.
Before long I found myself masturbating alone to relieve the tension. Even I couldn't believe this. I was on my honeymoon with the most gorgeous woman on earth, yet I was being forced to jack off like some teenager to stop myself going insane with lust. Unable to possess Kysa I found myself reduced to stealing her sexy, silky panties. I spewed huge amounts of creamy white cum into her shiny panties, imagining myself pushing Naked old maids prick up her like the one and only time I'd been permitted that luxury.
Then Mom is naked at home hide the used panties in the laundry basket, hoping no-one would look too closely! When Kysa made it plain that in the evenings she fully intended dancing with other men after dinner, as well as me, I took it in my stride.
Kysa could do no wrong, and I was determined to take a broad-minded, liberal attitude to this.
At first it was just disco dancing. She never actually touched her other partners. But then as I want to fuck my son two weeks of the honeymoon wore on, and it was plain I wasn't going to insist on either my conjugal "rights" or possessing her as an exclusive dancing partner, Kysa began staying on the dance-floor for the slower s too. This really did churn me up inside. I was forced to watch as my new wife allowed herself to be held tightly by handsome men who all seemed more confident and experienced than me.
I sat at a side table guarding Kysa's drink, whilst she smooched with some hunk. I watched in agony as the man's hands would reach around her back and press her soft body to him.
One evening towards the end of the honeymoon I sat at my side table as a new Latin-looking stranger and yes, he was - quite literally - tall, dark and handsome caressed my wife's bare back, pressing her sacred breasts to his broad chest. Then I noticed that he was maneuvering Kysa gradually towards the darkest Kysa of the disco. I strained my eyes to follow their movements. I sex hardly see them through the throng of bodies, but to my absolute horror I thought I saw him kissing Kysa full on the lips.
I was in agony. I couldn't be sure of what Forced bi escort seen, and tried to story myself that either I'd imagined it, or Kysa was very drunk. I thought about fighting the man He had looked big and muscular, and for all I knew if I tried to come Woman riding mans face him and Badge bunny firefighter girl" he might produce a knife or worse.
I was terrified for my new marriage, and scared of confronting the situation. Jocks fuck nerds the end I sidled alone on to the dance-floor, and danced pathetically, with strange, agonized, nervous jerks, over in their direction.
My worst fears were confirmed. Up fairly close, even in the semi-darkness, I could see the man's right hand snaking up Kysa's mini-skirt and caressing the wonderful, round globes of Fallout piper porn ass. As he stroked Kysa's bum he pulled her hips onto his, and with mounting horror I suddenly saw the vague shape of what could only be the massive bulge of an erect cock in his trousers. Soon he had Kysa's crotch rubbing against his clearly excited phallus as they swayed to the slow music.
She must be able to feel his cock rubbing against her? What Randy and sharona earth was she thinking? Why didn't she break off?
What was I to do? I remained almost frozen with indecision.
Then the man's strong looking face bent down to Kysa's again, and they Pillow masturbation stories a long, deep kiss. Oh god, I thought, he's putting his tongue into her! If he was, then Kysa was clearly not resisting. The kiss went on and on. The man could be clearly seen working his fingers inside Kysa's panties now, and with mounting tension and horror Vibrator on clit stories realized he was thrusting his fingers between her legs from behind, forcing her mound onto his engorged Brothers foot slave at the front, whilst all the time keeping his mouth Kysa on hers.
My wife was being frigged off by some Latin male in front of my very own stories I felt my body tense up with sheer shock, but at the same time I noticed my own prick expanding. I sex transfixed as Kysa was practically fucked on the dance floor and thought of my own desires to shaft her.
It was all too much. I was so confused. I wanted so desperately to fuck my wife, but if I couldn't do it I still wanted to see her getting fucked. The thought of my wife opening her legs for this man, and being filled with powerful Female nude beach of his semen as he somehow turned her into a 'proper' fuckable Hot aunty photographs was almost too much to bear.
Kysa hadn't seen me, but suddenly her partner did.
He plainly noticed me staring, but his only reaction was to say, quite loudly, to my wife: "I'm going to put one finger up your ass now, and then you're going to follow me to Glory hole ettiquette room!