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Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession

Date: 1/17/2017, Categories: True Story, First Time, Latina, Rape, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Wife, Author: rat_race, Rating: 94.6, Source: sexstories.com

Then he took my hand, and he showed me exactly how he wanted me to squeeze his dick over and over again. He also showed me how the skin on his dick could be moved up and down his shaft. He let go of my hand, and I kept on squeezing and playing with his dick just like he had showed me to do. Then, Freddy reached across and started playing with my pussy.” “That must’ve really surprised you.” Bea thought about it for a moment and then said, “No, not really. It was pretty much what I expected him to do at that point. I would have been much more surprised if he didn't reach over and play with my pussy. After all, I was already playing with his dick, and he was staring at my pussy. I could tell from the hungry look in his eyes that he definitely wanted to reach over and touch my pussy.” “I can certainly understand him wanting to do that. And so you were okay with Freddy feeling out your pussy?” “I sure wasn’t gonna try to stop him. And besides, after Freddy started playing with my pussy, it didn’t take very long at all for it to begin feeling really good to me.” “Are you saying that you were enjoying yourself while Freddy was playing with your pussy?” I asked, realizing afterwards that I had just asked yet another stupid question. “You bet I was! And that was the worst part. I didn’t want it to feel so good. But it did anyway. I didn’t even like Freddy at all, and yet there I was having sex with him. And I'd be lying to you if I didn't admit that I was actually enjoying the sex ... itself. I felt like such a little whore. But I also felt absolutely wonderful at the same time. I was so confused and overwhelmed by everything that was happening.” “So what you’re really telling me here is that once Freddy 'got the ball rolling' so-to-speak, your own sexual curiosity got the better of you, and you ended up becoming a willing participant from that point on, right?” “Yeah. I hate to admit it, but you’re right.” "Okay. So once Freddy started playing with your pussy, did you keep on playing with his dick?" "Yep. That's exactly what I did. By the way, I forgot to mention that Freddy's dick was already halfway erect when I first saw it. But of course, Freddy’s 'thing' grew a lot bigger and got real stiff while I was squeezing it.” Bea paused for a moment. Then she locked her eyes on mine, and with a totally serious look on her face, she told me, “Freddy’s hard-on looked gigantic to me at the time!” "Oh, come on. You've got to be exaggerating." "Well, I'm not," Bea insisted. "I was just a young girl, and Freddy's hard-on was about the same size as yours. Maybe even a little bit larger." "Okay. I see what you mean," I automatically responded. Then I intentionally changed the subject by asking, "So when Freddy reached over and began playing with your pussy, what exactly did he do?” “At first, he felt out the very front part of my crotch with his hand for a little while. And then he worked his hand farther down between my legs, and started massaging my whole mound.” “And ...