… my wife is really fucking hot. She has looked super sexy in every size and shape she’s ever been, but now that she’s walking 4-5 miles a day she’s really tiny and fit and she’s wearing a lot of skin-tight dresses. Even when she looked like this before (ie when she was 29) she wasn’t confident enough to show that much shape, so I’m really proud of her and awed by her new confidence. It’s great to see.
But yesterday she was just a little bit unfair to the other ladies, and maybe rubbed it in a little bit? Short black bodycon knit dress, high-necked, long-sleeved, with high-heeled low boots and her dancer’s legs just out there being all leggy and sexy? Yeah, I think maybe she was rubbing it in on purpose, to tell you the truth, and I loved it. It was a gathering of the local religious sect we belong to, one that holds that raunchy sex brings us closer to the singularity, so with most of the men and half the ladies lusting for her and thinking how close to god she could help make them … actually nevermind, we’re Jewish, so apart from the demand that I sexually satisfy my wife (“A man is forbidden to compel his wife to the marital relation, for this is not the manner of the people of Israel… but he should make her happy and willing” — Talmud, Eiruvin 100b) there is no scripture encouraging them all to lust for her, and I suppose they’re discouraged from coveting my wife by the 10th Commandment, but they totally did.
By the way, Islam offers similar guidance, even more explicit about getting her going before you do the deed: “None of you should approach his wife like an animal; rather, there should be foreplay of kissing and sweet words” (Hadith, ascribed to Imam Al-Ghazali). And Hinduism is all about spiritual and emotional connection through physical pleasure, or at least the Kama Sutra is. It’s only fucking Christians who don’t think sex should be fun (though they think you should get off with your spouse so you’re less tempted to do it with others–Corinthians 7:3-5–a shockingly egalitarian but still very weird passage).
Anyway, here’s what happened last night. She was in her jammies, but for her a jammy top might just be a soft t-shirt that’s too old to wear outside. In this case, it was a long-sleeved, very long but thin and tight blue shirt. Stretched downward it could just barely cover her ass and pass, in the dark at least, as a ridiculously short, form-fitting dress. Kind of like this:
At first she just had some regular cotton panties on; I put her instead in some skimpy cotton panties with a pattern of little red hearts and lace around the seams, and some tan pumps. I had her walk around a little–I mean, she can’t do it for long, with the dizziness from the THC–and she looked like the foxiest little downtown model, walking down Jones St. in her skimpy Fleur du Mal dress, navigating the belgian block pavers in her fuck-me pumps. Well, I rubbed her clit through her little panties and got her off a bunch of times, then I just couldn’t resist and chowed that trim little muff for a while and got a couple “News” in, even, but then I just had to see what she looked like from behind. I told her to roll over so I could see her little girl ass, and she complied, raising it up in the air and spreading her legs a little and holy SHIT you have never seen a more appealing sight.
I started berating her for being so unfair to all the other ladies at the gathering and told her what a bad girl she was. She said “master, don’t punish me,” but the way her ass cheeks were quivering in anticipation I knew what she was doing. Oh, I spanked that hot little ass so good, that ass hanging out of that too-short dress, the hot little panties gathering in her ass crack. Damn, she flinched so tastily when I hit her, and squirmed so sexily in between strikes! She started coming and I hit her faster, then harder, her whimpering into the pillowand spreading her legs further, the dress riding up higher and her ass looking so round and smooth and youthful. Have I told you she’s in her 50’s but her body you would guess is 25 years old?
Well, after enough of this and me telling her what a dirty little slut she is plenty, I finally had to have what I’d set out to do: get my gigantic, rock hard cock sucked by that hot little bitch in her million-dollar whore outfit. I said “suck my cock now, you slut” and she came one more time then twisted around to get me in her mouth. She pulled me in deep and let me go, over and over, and I fought exploding every moment. But I decided this night was mine and started fucking her mouth. Urgently, almost violently, but not deep enough to cause her too much discomfort, I fucked her mouth, holding her shoulders so she couldn’t get up, thrusting again and again until I could hold it no more, pulled out and blasted come across the room in the biggest orgasm I’ve had in my life. She gasped for breath and shuddered deeply in orgasm.
There was more after that.
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