Wife and Harlot

Wife and Harlot

It was hard to tell where the silk of her dress ended and her soft skin began.  My eyes traveled her curves as if they were my fingers and she smiled knowing full well what I was doing.  I imagined her red lips pressed against mine before it actually happened.  I felt her tightness grinding into me before my zipper was ever down.  These moments here, in silence, where neither of us had taken a breath, these were the moments she lived for.  Her appetite was more than he could handle and that’s why I was here for her now.

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Quinn

Quinn

Her thick black hair hung ruffled and unkempt against her soft olive skin as she stared down at me with determination and coffee brown eyes.  “Are you close?” she whispered as she searched for signs of my eventual surrender.  I was, but I fought with every ounce of ache and tension I could muster to stay thick in her velvet kiss.  As I stared up at this magnificent creature riding my desire I forgot completely about the fact that she was not mine and never would be.  I ignored the broken trust and pangs of guilt that would eventually eat at me and I savored every bit of her naked flesh as it smacked and pressed against me. 

She could tell I was fighting my release and that drove her mad.  She wanted victory. She wanted me spent inside of her.  She wanted me to lose what little control I had left.  Quinn sat back on her knees burying me further in her depths and swirled her hips in such a way my restraint almost gave way.  I bit my lip and grunted while tensing, denying her efforts any reward and she laughed at my efforts. She laughed a wicked and lustful laugh that sent shivers down my spine, igniting my skin and my insides.

Crystal

Crystal

She looked back over her shoulder, checking once more that no one was watching as she quickly climbed into my car.  “Where are we going?” she asked a bit nervous.  “I know a place.” I said, reaching out and running my hand down her leg.  She smiled lighting up her baby blue eyes and I knew instantly she was mine.  Soon we were driving down a bumpy gravel road lined with thick green trees and dark grey shadows.  I watched her eyes dart back and forth studying our surroundings as my fingers found their way into her panties and then in to her wet heat.  Her mouth opened as she gasped and pressed against my touch.  “Are we almost there?” she asked hungrily.  “Almost” I replied as I gently circled her clit while navigating the rough road.  The bumps were surely helping me out.

Soon I pulled into a heavily shaded gap in the trees and the second I put the car into park she was on top of me.  She had thrown the seatbelt off so fast that it smacked against the window nearly shattering it.  I sat pinned to my chair as she used the steering wheel pressed against her back as leverage to grind into me hard and cruelly.  “Fuck me now!” she begged between tasty sweeps of her tongue against mine.  I did not think it was possible for me to get any harder than I already was but the press of her lips on mine and the way her blonde hair fell in her face whenever she came up for air and eyed at me did just that.

Piper

Piper

I was not allowed to touch.  She had very strict rules. This didn't mean I didn't try to bend them every so often.  Still, save for a stolen kiss in the heat of some moment every now and then I never did manage to break her.  I would ask myself why I ran the risk and even bothered and then realized because of days like this.  Her husband had left a couple of hours ago and now here I was seated at her request watching her fingers dance beneath the cotton of her briefs.  She knew she easily captured me.  She knew that she could dangle me along a line of rope for years and I would willingly allow it. Always hoping that one day her resolve to cross that final line of sin would snap and then I would ravish her and sate my desire for her. 

So today I sat hoping, as I have many times before, watching her fingers trace her naked exposed flesh and disappear into her pink wet mound.  I could smell her want in the air.  I watched her as she writhed on the bed in front of me.  She would occasionally open her half shut eyes to make sure I was still there or not getting to close and then smile, drifting back into her own pleasure filled adventure.  When she peaked she teased me further by saying my name a few times, that always sent a shiver down my spine.  I wanted her so bad and she knew it.  When she was done she smiled knowing the torture she caused and then stood naked and glowing only to quietly and cruelly show me to the door so that she could go on about her day.

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Rachel

Rachel

“I bet he doesn’t touch you like this.” Rachel whispered softly into her ear.  She knew all the right right things to say and buttons to push.  If Rachel managed her way into a woman’s house you could almost guarantee she would manage her way into her panties.  This was not Rachel’s first time seducing someone who was straight and in need nor would it be anywhere near her last.  They all claim a little fun from their college days or high school days but none of them ever have really experienced another woman like Rachel.  Suburbia was the perfect playground for this temptress.  None of the wives ever would admit their multiple lapses in judgment and none of their husbands would ever suspect.  Rachel was the queen of her very own lonely housewife heaven.

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Brynn

Brynn

She whispered something about not waking the baby when I lost myself and grunted a bit too loudly.  We were both lying on the bed while she rode me quiet and rhythmically.  The only other sound was the occasional smack of our skin slapping against one another breaking the silence.  When her phone rang she bent across me reaching for it on her bed side table, her breasts pressing against me sweaty and sweet.  I was so close to cumming and she knew it.  She smiled and kissed me with her soft perfect lips.  We had been at this for nearly an hour now with her taking me to the brink and back now four different times.  She looked down at the phone as it continued to vibrate and smiled devilishly.  She then brought her fingers to her lips in a shushing motion and whispered it’s my husband.

My nerves ramped up into frenzy and it seems she was enjoying it.  She picked up her pace as she answered the phone and said hello without missing a beat.  “Hey babe how’s work?” she asked as she continued to fuck me, increasing her speed even more.  She ground her body harder into me forcing my cock deeper inside of her as she continued her conversation.  I fought with all my strength and focus not to lose myself inside her and she seemed to be fighting for just the opposite.  She spoke about dinner plans and bills as she slowed her pace and tightened her cunt walls trying to milk me.  I grunted and swallowed in fear.  “What’s that?  Yeah the TV is on” she said smiling brightly as she locked her eyes on mine.

Sarah Frost

Sarah Frost

A career driven married woman who missed out on sex early on in life who now lives a secret double life as a submissive call girl. Sarah Frost is a wild card, a woman living two lives.  She’s the standard married housewife/business woman type who is venturing out in life a little bit later than most.  She’s realized she has missed a few things having been good for so many years and now she is trying to resolve that by secretly experiencing what she’s missed.  With a new sense of adventure and the fact this woman is just now coming into her prime there will no doubt be some intriguing situations that come up for her while still keeping her home life normal.

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