Opening her up.. Part 2

As our kiss deepened, I began to lower my hand to her breasts. I used my fingertips to trace over the curve of her breast, just teasing over the nipple. I did this several times before I felt Sarah’s tell tale back arch, letting me know she wanted more of what I was doing. I began to increase the pressure of my touch, letting more of my hand touch her breast. I took her nipple between my thumb and finger and squeezed ever so gently, again the arch. I broke the kiss to whisper in Sarah’s ear that I would like to taste her breasts when she was ready. I continued to stroke and pinch till I felt Sarah’s hand in my hair, against my head. With the softest of touches, Sarah was pushing my head down towards her cleavage.

Opening her up to possibility… Long/Part 1/FF with males to be introduced later.

It was not the first time I had seen her naked, or the first time I had kissed her or even run my hands over her body. It was the first time though that she was going to give herself over to me. The first time I could do what I liked to her and bring to life fantasies that had kept me awake at night.

Sarah and her husband had been in an open relationship with my husband and I for a few months now. I had enjoyed exploring her husband and getting to know what made him moan and beg for release. I had especially enjoyed watching my husband please Sarah. He is talented in bed and I knew that Sarah was being awoken in ways she had not been before.

Lonely wife looking for ??

I lay here in bed bedside you. Your already softly snoring … I’m wide awake and restless. Earlier today I brought up the idea of sex tonight and I got a “maybe “. It’s been 3 weeks and I need to feel a dick inside me.

I know I can reach my hand under the blankets and quietly stroke my already throbbing clit. I can bite back moans and bring myself to a quick climax that will take the edge off. A little. I have gotten good at it.

But what do I want ? I dream of being roughy taken. With the passion that comes from someone who is as desperate as I am. I want to be bent over the kitchen counter and be fucked. Hard and fast. I want to be tied up in my bed and be used till I can’t even think straight. I want to have to wear a scarf for the next week to hide all the bites and bruises. I want to wince when I sit down the next day as I am so sore.