1. wide tells s****r


    Date: 11/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: smallguy2014, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and it twitched petulantly, demanding attention. I looked at the clock. Over five hours until 11:00pm. I wondered how I was going to make it for five long hours, knowing that my very attractive wife was going out with a handsome man in a strange city, and also in the company of a sibling who would, at the very least, turn a blind-eye to any extramarital dalliance that Linda decided to indulge in. Actually, deep down I knew that Stacey would be quite likely to egg Linda on, and eagerly provide Linda and her partner with a private room and a convenient bed! I stopped my train of thought... I would just drive myself insane if I kept it up! The evening dragged on longer than the day. I sat watching TV, but was unable to concentrate on it. Time seemed to congeal and almost stop. I half-heartedly watched a movie, fiddled with the X-Box, and tried reading a magazine (thankfully not Playboy). The clock eventually ticked over to 10:00pm. My mind soon began visualizing again. I kept picturing Linda and the mysterious Adam, her apparently handsome and allegedly well hung date, and I wondered if she was sat next to him right now... Was she wearing that oh-so-sexy white "fuck-me" dress? Or a slinky Miniskirt? Were her shapely legs encased in those black stockings? Was she talking intimately with him? Was she kissing him? Were his hands cupping her full breasts? Was she in Stacey's spare room, disrobing for him? Was he at this very moment lowering himself between Linda's parted thighs? ...
    Was my wife arching her back as his meaty cock slithered into her tight, creamy pussy? The wicked, teasing, sensual thrill seeped through me like a heavy d**g, numbing me to almost everything else. My cock alternately arose in expectation, and then reluctantly deflated. Several times I was tempted to lower my jeans, and stroke myself. I somehow overcame the urge... barely. The clock dribbled around to 10:59pm, and I lifted the phone with shaking hands, and dialed Stacey's number. I waited, and my trembling increased as the phone at Stacey's apartment rang and rang. At last the line picked up. "Hello?" said Stacey. "Hi Stacey" My voice sounded tight even to my own ears. "Oh! Umm, Hi Tee-cee!... Umm, you want Linda?" "Yes, please." "Ummm..." Stacey said slowly. "Well... she's... umm....she's just in the bathroom right now..." "Oh?" I gasped. I instantly knew that Stacey was stalling, and there could only be one conclusion. My stomach did flip-flops and my heart thumped in my chest. A curious warmth flooded my groin. Stacey continued. "Errr... I'll get her to call you when... When she gets out, okay? Yeah, when she's done in the bathroom..." "Ok!" I kind of shrieked my reply, and I thought I heard Stacey stifle a giggle! I struggled on almost in a mechanical daze. "Umm, did you have a good night?" Stacey chuckled. "A very good night, actually. Linda really enjoyed herself..." "Ahhh... that's good." My throat felt dry and tight. "She'll probably tell you all about it when she calls ...
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