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04/08/2012
A few years back now, but the memory still excites me.
On this day as usual, I turned up at his house letting myself in. My client would be in bed, but I called a hello, and changed into my care worker's tunic, along with the touches he'd expect: the new bra and undies he'd given me money to buy for myself. Hubby knew nothing and still doesn't after all this time, yet I kept my promise to him that I'd never let another man into my fanny, at least without telling him. This was secret anyway, even from my closest friends, certainly from my bosses. I tingled inside as I prepared his food.
I entered the room with my usual cheeky smile, greeting him and serving him his dinner. As he ate, the usual convo about my doings during the week, what festivals etc I'd been to, interspersed his meal. I answered yes, when he eyed my bare legs and my feet clad in trainer liners (Small thin socks for those that don't know.) and asked if I had bought the things he asked me to, and was I wearing them. I smiled as I rolled back the bedclothes after taking his tray away, his big pup tent bulged in his pyjamas. As usual, I stripped him and gave him his bed bath. He reached and opened my tunic. Yes, my boobs were clad in the peephole bra I'd bought with his gift of cash last time. He squeezed and tickled my titties, as I payed special attention to his throbbing cock, rubbing its shaft and cupping his balls in my other hand. That cock was wily, wiry, ribbed and so experienced: before his illness it must have been sucked, fucked, wanked and been up the orifices of so many girls.
Once done, I knew what he wanted next. I sat in the chair and told him how I'd missed him, what a naughty man he was and how my fanny tingled to think of our naughty games when I made love with hubby, as I teased him with my feet, slowly peeling off my little socks revealing my ankle band and toe rings. I took off my tunic, teasing more as I did, and he saw the crotchless undies he wanted me to wear.
"Ready for inspection, Sir!" I cooed, bending over next to the bed and offering my bottom to his gaze. I knew what he wanted this time, he'd told me. I passed the vaseline to him, reaching between my legs. "Your bum, Ickle Miss!" he ordered. "Spread your bum for me!"
"My bum Sir? Surely not my bottom, Sir? My bosses, my hubby, whatever would they think?!"
I felt the wad of notes he held out being rubbed on my fanny and arsehole. "You little Minx! Everything has its price, even you. Yes, your bottom, Ickle Miss!" he demanded. I straightened up, clamping the cash between my bumcheeks. I put it in my bag, and clambered over him, facing his feet.
His forefinger touched my spincter. He took sensual delight in coating my anus with vaseline. No KY for him, he was old fashioned. I felt his gnarled greasy finger slathering into my bum, and wiggling around, while his cock bonked against my tummy, tickling itself against my navel ring.
When he was ready, I settled myself over him, and he slapped my bottom as he guided himself into my chocolate starfish. I groaned in both pleasure and disgust. Hubby very rarely sodomised me.
I began to move slowly, then faster. Bouncing up and down, my arsehole fucking him, my feet tingling each side of him as he stroked them. "Naughty Ickle Miss! Ickle Miss Bumhole! Ickle Miss Shit Hole! And your poor unknowing hubby! Ickle Miss Cockold! Ickle Miss Dirty Bum! Ickle Miss Shitty-Cuckold-Bum!" He mocked my hubby and said such dirty things, I giggled and shoved my arse down on his dick harder.
It carried on, him saying some things that I can't even repeat here, and smacking my bum harder and harder. I grasped my fanny hard, and climaxed. My bumhole pulsated around his dick, as I cum.
Suddenly it was time. His legs parted futher, and his toes curled as he shot his pent-up sperm right up my arsehole. He groaned lustily, "Ickle Miss Cuckold-Bum! What are you?!"
"Oooohhh, Ickle Miss Cuckold-Bum! Your Dirty Cheater, your secret Whore, your Willy-Riding Cucktress, Your Dirty Bumming Sausage Jockey, your Shithole Selling Cockholed Bitch!" I called myself names as he spermed my Bum!
After a rest, it was time for round two! Now he got serious, the toys came out. Ohhh, as if my Bum hadn't been made sore already!
FUCK MY WIFE!
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On this day as usual, I turned up at his house letting myself in. My client would be in bed, but I called a hello, and changed into my care worker's tunic, along with the touches he'd expect: the new bra and undies he'd given me money to buy for myself. Hubby knew nothing and still doesn't after all this time, yet I kept my promise to him that I'd never let another man into my fanny, at least without telling him. This was secret anyway, even from my closest friends, certainly from my bosses. I tingled inside as I prepared his food.
I entered the room with my usual cheeky smile, greeting him and serving him his dinner. As he ate, the usual convo about my doings during the week, what festivals etc I'd been to, interspersed his meal. I answered yes, when he eyed my bare legs and my feet clad in trainer liners (Small thin socks for those that don't know.) and asked if I had bought the things he asked me to, and was I wearing them. I smiled as I rolled back the bedclothes after taking his tray away, his big pup tent bulged in his pyjamas. As usual, I stripped him and gave him his bed bath. He reached and opened my tunic. Yes, my boobs were clad in the peephole bra I'd bought with his gift of cash last time. He squeezed and tickled my titties, as I payed special attention to his throbbing cock, rubbing its shaft and cupping his balls in my other hand. That cock was wily, wiry, ribbed and so experienced: before his illness it must have been sucked, fucked, wanked and been up the orifices of so many girls.
Once done, I knew what he wanted next. I sat in the chair and told him how I'd missed him, what a naughty man he was and how my fanny tingled to think of our naughty games when I made love with hubby, as I teased him with my feet, slowly peeling off my little socks revealing my ankle band and toe rings. I took off my tunic, teasing more as I did, and he saw the crotchless undies he wanted me to wear.
"Ready for inspection, Sir!" I cooed, bending over next to the bed and offering my bottom to his gaze. I knew what he wanted this time, he'd told me. I passed the vaseline to him, reaching between my legs. "Your bum, Ickle Miss!" he ordered. "Spread your bum for me!"
"My bum Sir? Surely not my bottom, Sir? My bosses, my hubby, whatever would they think?!"
I felt the wad of notes he held out being rubbed on my fanny and arsehole. "You little Minx! Everything has its price, even you. Yes, your bottom, Ickle Miss!" he demanded. I straightened up, clamping the cash between my bumcheeks. I put it in my bag, and clambered over him, facing his feet.
His forefinger touched my spincter. He took sensual delight in coating my anus with vaseline. No KY for him, he was old fashioned. I felt his gnarled greasy finger slathering into my bum, and wiggling around, while his cock bonked against my tummy, tickling itself against my navel ring.
When he was ready, I settled myself over him, and he slapped my bottom as he guided himself into my chocolate starfish. I groaned in both pleasure and disgust. Hubby very rarely sodomised me.
I began to move slowly, then faster. Bouncing up and down, my arsehole fucking him, my feet tingling each side of him as he stroked them. "Naughty Ickle Miss! Ickle Miss Bumhole! Ickle Miss Shit Hole! And your poor unknowing hubby! Ickle Miss Cockold! Ickle Miss Dirty Bum! Ickle Miss Shitty-Cuckold-Bum!" He mocked my hubby and said such dirty things, I giggled and shoved my arse down on his dick harder.
It carried on, him saying some things that I can't even repeat here, and smacking my bum harder and harder. I grasped my fanny hard, and climaxed. My bumhole pulsated around his dick, as I cum.
Suddenly it was time. His legs parted futher, and his toes curled as he shot his pent-up sperm right up my arsehole. He groaned lustily, "Ickle Miss Cuckold-Bum! What are you?!"
"Oooohhh, Ickle Miss Cuckold-Bum! Your Dirty Cheater, your secret Whore, your Willy-Riding Cucktress, Your Dirty Bumming Sausage Jockey, your Shithole Selling Cockholed Bitch!" I called myself names as he spermed my Bum!
After a rest, it was time for round two! Now he got serious, the toys came out. Ohhh, as if my Bum hadn't been made sore already!
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
J