The Letter - Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Letter - Part 2

... tights towards him. “Put them on. Put on those stinking, spunk soaked tights then roll onto your back.” Rob’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment but he did as he was told, sliding the tights deftly over his feet and up his long, powerful legs. I watched him expertly hitch them up, careful to avoid laddering them. He then adjusted the crotch so it fitted snugly across his swollen manhood. His cock became tightly encased within the re-enforced fabric. “Now lie down on your back.” He obediently lay on the bed, arms raised above his head, anticipating my next move - so he did want to be restrained . I tied his arms first, securing each to a bed post with a tightly knotted stocking. Then I secured his legs. Robert was soon immobile and entirely at my mercy. My cunt throbbed as I stood on the bed over my husband’s prone body. The sight of him trussed up, helpless, turned me on more that I’d imagined possible. I burned inside. Needing sex, I began stripping off my clothes. I took my time, drawing out my strip-tease to make a show of my feminine seductiveness. I watched the expression on Robert’s face. I was having quite an effect on him. His pupils dilated and his trussed up cock twitched beneath its mesh prison. My hands caressed my curves as each item of clothing was removed. My skin tingled at my touch and my pussy swam with juice. When I reached my panties Rob eyed them longingly. Wriggling out of them I slipped them over my feet and twirled them around my fingers, taunting him. ...

... “Let me smell them,” he croaked, his eyes glued the white goo clinging to the crotch. Naughty shivers ran through me as I rubbed the thin material over my sensitive pussy to give the panties another soaking. Feeling incredibly sexy I crouched low over his face, smiling as he squirmed against his restraints. “You want some of this?” I purred. “Yes.” “Yes what?” “Yes please!” “Better but you can’t have it, not yet.” I stood up abruptly feeling delightfully sadistic I noted his discomfort. I’d better give him something…“Here.” I threw the warm, wet panties over his face. Rob drew in a long breath. “Oh fuck you smell so good.” “Silence!” I ordered. I was desperate to giggle and I could see the edges of Rob’s broad grin beneath my panties. His smile was making me laugh. “I think you want something from me,” I tittered, unable to keep the mirth from my voice. His cock twitched and a groan escaped from his throat. “Would you like me to suck your cock?” Silence, more twitching. “I give you permission to answer,” I grinned, impressed at his obedience. “Yes, suck me, fucking suck me off through the tights.” My eyebrows arched. I’d never done anything like that before but new adventures were fun. Dropping down on top of him I ran my tongue gently along his nylon encased shaft. I licked again, sighing as my lips touch his swollen tip tasting creamy pre-cum. The delicious, musky scent of it filled my nostrils, making my head spin. Rob’s entire body shuddered and his beaming smile mutated ...