Wife Lessons
Wife Lessons
Sex Story Author: | Bruce |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Heather undid Chris's belt and slid his pants down with his boxers exposing his hung cock in front of her. |
Sex Story Category: | Cheating |
Sex Story Tags: | Cheating, Humiliation, Males / Female, True Story, Wife |
I watched as my wife struggled against the tight ropes that bound her thick legs and ankles covered in black knee high stockings to the hotel chair. With her wrists tightly bound behind her, she struggled to free herself. Chris slipped each bra strap down past her shoulders from behind and pullied Heather’s bra down under her breasts exposing them. He was pleased at the sight of my wife and grinned over at me as he felt her breasts. Heather tried to move away squeemishly as Chris man handled her smallish sagging breasts but it was of no use. I wanted to free her badly but Chris won his bet and I had no choice but to allow him to have his way with her. He paused for a moment and stood in front of my bound wife to admire his handy work, checked the bonds once more and moved behind the chair tilting her back. Chris motioned me to kneel in front of my wife to watch as he did her from behind the chair. Chris slowly ran his knife over my wife’s breasts down her thin waist towards her throbbing pussy and put his thumb in her mouth to muffle her moans. Drool ran down Heather’s chin onto her chest as the cold knife caressed the soft pale skin near her crotch. Chris slipped the blade under her panties slitting the crotch exposing her hairy wet pussy. He commented on how he loved the fine dark hair and heavy scent of her and ordered me to get on my knees and lick her sweaty nylon covered feet. As I licked, he carressed her inner thighs and pinched her swollen nipples with his free hand working her as she writhed against the tight bonds in front of me. Heather gazed down at her swollen breasts as Chris handled them and starred into my eyes as every inch of her womanhood was violated. Chris probed deeper with his finger past her engorged pussy lips and commented on how tight her opening was. My wife bit down hard as Chris pressed into her and felt her inside. She let out a muffled moan as his finger slid in and out between her red pussylips. Chris began to finger her faster then hooked her deep inside pressing hard on her G spot. Heather moaned and quivered as she neared orgasm but he would not let her come. Not yet. He had other plans for her and pulled his finger from her throbbing void, smelled it and made me lick it clean in frot of her. He lowered the chair back down and motioned me to help him untie her.
Chris and I spent minutes untying the complicated knots that bound my helpless wife to the chair for what seemed like hours. With the last knot undone, Chris stood my wife up and showed me the rope marks embedded in her soft pale skin. Chris carresed Heather’s violin shaped hips, kissed her neck and tore off what was left of her panties. He then unbound her wrists and removed her bra. My wife knelt down in front if him knowing what would be next and pulled her hair back away from her face and mouth.
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