The awakening of a white housewife ! - Sex Stories

The awakening of a white housewife !

... apparent to her that the gag would give her the freedom to scream out loudly and without inhibition. Still, his offer made her feel that she could somehow trust him. He came around and kneeled behind her. His lips began to play softly over her exposed upper shoulder and across the back of her neck. He nibbled gently on her ear as his cold hands first gripped her gown-covered shoulders. As he continued to arouse her with gentle kisses, his hands warmed up and worked their way across to her chest. He began to massage her breasts through the soft, thin fabric of her nightgown. As he gently pinched and rolled her erect nipples, she rolled her head back gracefully to make his lips contact the front of her neck. His lips and tongue made their way up the side of her neck and he began to lightly nibble the lobe of her ear. She emitted a low groan that undeniably signaled her pleasure. As he gently breathed into and tongued the opening of her ear, he began to clench at her gown, gradually hiking up the material so that her gown no longer covered her crotch fully. Due to the way her legs were tethered to the bed, her cunt was soon exposed, open and vulnerable.... Robert watched from the chair, trying not to become overly aroused too soon. He hoped that he could maintain his composure so that when Daryl was finished with his wife, he too would be able to make love to her. This was proving to be quite a challenge. He watched this young but expert lover climb off the bed and approach his ...

... wife's glistening crotch, head-on, a massive bulge straining the black man's briefs. Although it had been only ten minutes or so since Daryl had arrived, Robert was close to the point of losing it. A big part of his problem was that he had been in an almost constant state of excitement for the past several hours leading up to this moment. Each progressive step towards the point of no return, 1) the packing of the suitcase with the new lingerie, silk scarves, handkerchiefs and a comb. 2) Calling Daryl to confirm that they were "on" for this evening, 3) talking his wife into checking into the hotel for the night, and 4) the 20 minute drive to the hotel, had left Robert more than a bit over-stimulated. Calling Daryl from the hotel while Frances was finishing her bath in the bathroom to give him the 30-minute countdown as well as the room number of the hotel had actually caused his hands to shake a bit. And when Robert finally tied each of his wife's wrists, ankles and thighs securely and comfortably to the room's elegant wrought-iron bed frame, he was practically buzzing. Before he secured the gag over her mouth, he let his wife know that this evening’s activity would be a different scenario from their occasional light-bondage fantasy. Frances seemed a bit worried, but before any words could get in the way, Robert fastened the cloth over her tongue, across her cheeks and behind her head. He primped her in her nightgown and gently stroked her hair with her favorite brush until it ...