Inadequacy - Sex Stories

Inadequacy

... her lover to enjoy wholeheartedly, and he knew they did.

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Only two hours later and Jon was already at their doorstep. Rosie greeted him at the door with a kiss on both cheeks, as the two of them were longtime friends, before Benjamin had ever met her. He returned each kiss on each of her rosy cheeks and then she let him inside.

Jon was a magnificent specimen of a man, the perfect, almost Platonic ideal of masculinity. His muscles ripped through his army green shirt so deliciously that Rosie almost gasped at the renewed sight of him. Her lust was uncontainable--Benjamin's surrender, the same way.

Rosie and Jon walked hand in hand across the length of their elegant white entryway and through the living room, all the way up the bright steps in Benjamin's lavish house towards the bedroom, where their sacred play had always taken place.

Benjamin was waiting there in his night-dresses, a bright pink babydoll gown that covered his fat gut--if barely--and left his entire bottom half pathetically exposed, micropenis and all. The contrast between Rosie's husband and her lover was stark and distinctive, even deeper than the contrast between her own white, pale flesh and Jon's dark, swarthy complexion. It was immediately obvious who the real man in the house was, now.

"Down on your knees," Jon ordered Rosie's husband. "Show some proper respect."

Benjamin dropped to his knees without a second thought, the obedient husband that he was. Rosie knew in that moment he ...

... would never refuse her any pleasures, for they were necessary for their relationship to thrive, not some extraneous accessory added on to an already fulfilling marriage.

By her own volition, Rosie stripped herself of her fuchsia dress, revealing all that was to be revealed about her buxom figure, save for her bra and g-string thong, both colored in black. The bra pushed up her tits gloriously so they looked even bigger than they were, until she reached behind her back to gracefully unhook it and let it fall to the floor, as well. Both husband and lover alike were in awe at the sight of her naked beauty, especially when she bent down to remove her skinny little thong from her bubbly white butt.

Rosie's pussy was pink and sweet, like a rose in itself with tender folds of purest flesh. As Jon stripped himself of his army green shirt, revealing his massive musculature in all its manly glory, wetness already gathered within her and seeped down her inner thigh. Benjamin watched this with full knowledge that the real show was about to begin, trembling with arousal of his own at the sight of his wife's.

Right before his watchful gaze, Jon rubbed up on Rosie's wet pussy with his right hand and drew her forth with his left. Their lips met in a kiss more passionate than any Benjamin had ever received from his wife or otherwise. When their lips unlocked, they only came back together again. A full-blown make-out session transpired right in front of Benjamin, down there on his knees ...