HotWife Fantasies: A Collection Of Hotwife Stories (A Hot Wife Anthology)

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After that, Mrs. Stark and the preacher’s wife met often. With Marge’s encouragement, Mrs. Stark’s inhibitions were chipped away. One day they were lying side by side with the flavor of each other’s pussy on their lips. Marge asked her new friend if she loved her husband. Namely, no one other than my husband had seen my body in 10 years. I wasn’t in my twenties anymore. I was thirty and a lot has changed since I was all young and tight. Uh huh,” the preacher’s wife said softly, almost as if in a dream… almost as if she saw herself in the movie… that the girl on the TV screen was her.

No one would believe you, you know,” the preacher’s wife said. “They’d believe me if I told them you guys were jerking off together, but they wouldn’t believe you.”

We were so elated, high on the sex and the drinks we had earlier. Each one of us came (multiple times, in my case), and we were just so happy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that euphoric. Look what I found,” Mrs. Stark said, coming out of the shrubs pulling the two spying girls by their ponytails. She gets to the front door and ever-so-gently nudges it open, not making a sound. She takes her shoes off, again not making a sound. Knowing her husband will give her hell for coming home so late and drunk, she's quite proud of herself for being so stealthy. One time when hubby was house sitting /watching a dog for one of his friends he had me tag along with

Please let me by. Please, I have to….” the woman began, but then froze. “H-How do y-you know my n-name?” she stuttered.

Without looking at Marge, Mrs. Stark said very quietly, “I would have gone to your husband for guidance, but I can’t… not this time. It’s… I can’t… he’s a man. Oh Lord, what am I going to do?” The preacher’s wife stood up and again pressed her lips to Mrs. Stark’s. The older woman was more hesitant this time, but eventually parted her lips. Once again the two women embraced in a passionate French-kiss. Marge felt the other woman’s arms wrap around her body and their naked breasts press together. She took the opportunity to slip a hand between Mrs. Stark’s legs and cupped her pussy. Gail let out a moan. The preacher’s wife’s finger teased the slit and clit until Mrs. Stark’s legs parted and her knees slightly bent. Jessica turned to her friend who had her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide. Neither one could believe what they had just heard. Both had been taught that a girl shouldn’t behave that way, but Mrs. Calligan was… and she was the preacher’s wife. No, Steve, I don’t think so,” the preacher’s wife said. “What you and Johnny were doing is only natural.” Mrs. Calligan,” Jessica began slowly, “I want to lose my virginity, but…” Marge waited during the long pause, “I don’t want to get pregnant. If Mrs. Stark hadn’t pulled Sandy off Johnny she might have gotten pregnant.”

Are you prepared to be open and honest every step of the way? Communication is key. Without communication, none of this would have happened in the first place. You won’t tell anyone, will you?” one pleaded. “We’d never live this down. We’re not queer or anything.”Oh baby, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. Oh shit… ooohhhhhh!!!!” Mac cried out when the sight and feeling overcame him. The next morning, sleepy faces appeared coming out of every tent. The teenagers washed up and sat around talking about what they were going to do that day. The adults were already up and preparing breakfast. Whenever Marge caught Johnny or Steve staring at her, she’d put a sausage between her lips and move it in and out. She noticed the bulges in their shorts and how they were uncomfortably trying to hide it from the others. You better get out of those clothes. Go take a shower and I’ll have your clothes laundered. Here’s a robe to wear.” The preacher’s wife thought about it for a moment. Could the stranger be right? After all, God did create her body. When the stranger’s hand was fondling her breast it felt great. Why would the Lord have provided sensitive nerves in that area if he didn’t want her to enjoy the caress? She still thought her desires were Satan’s attempt to make her sin, which she gave in to by going to the dirty movie, but this was different. There was only one way to find out if the stranger was right.

If you allow me to touch you in a certain place… a place that God created… it will give you pleasures you have never known. If it doesn’t I will leave the theater and you’ll never see me again. But you have to let me touch you there.” The two boys were stunned. What the preacher’s wife asked was despicable to them, but she was so pretty and she was going to blow them… and they were going to cum in her mouth. They huddled together and discussed it, telling each other that they were not queer and wouldn’t enjoy it. But if they did it then the pretty preacher’s wife would blow them.The 45 year old divorced salesman sat low in his seat. He tried not to look at the others, but he occasionally felt compelled to. Please get off me,” she pleaded. “I feel so ashamed. I don’t know what happened to me. For God’s sake, let me go home. I need to pray for forgiveness. Please get up… please.”