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Late one nightthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 678 words)

Author: Wilkie
Added: Apr 20 2002Views / Reads: 1479 / 0 [0%]Story vote: 8.60 (5 votes)
A true story. what happens to a sleeping wife when her Dominant and Horny husband comes home from a Bachelor party
 


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The Night

I couldn't understand what was happening. I was aware of misty grays and black. The comforting smells of my own pillow reassured me but I sensed something was different. I couldn't understand why my nipples were cold. I tried to lift my arm to cover them but it wouldn't move. Why was my other arm beneath and behind me? What course unfamiliar feeling was coursing over my breasts forcing my cotton nightie lower. Why was there that funny itchy feeling I loved so much emanating from my pussy. I tried again to lift my arm from behind me to wipe the sleep from my eyes but it wouldn't move. I felt only a burning tightness from my crossed wrists behind my back. I tried to turn my head to see what was going on so late at night in my bedroom. I couldn't I large caloused hand pushed it back into the pillow. I felt my leg being elevated and wrapped with a large powerful leg. I was helpless. I could feel body contact all done the back of my body. It was a large powerful hairy masculine body. I could smell the aromas of sex. His pungent musk mixed with my delicate arousal. I could smell stale smoke and Beer. From his hot breath and could feel his course beard scratch my soft skin. I tried again to look around to identify my nemesis. My head was again restrained. The large powerful unseen hand clamped my throat and pulled my back into an arch. I realized his other hand wasn't idle. My vaginal lips were being caressed. Fondled ever so slowly, and gently, by what felt like satin. I knew instantly that it was my panties. They were drenched in my own sensual excretions. The hand trailed the panties ...

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