raineys-library: raineys-library:❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️ I lay there naked, the feelings flowing
raineys-library: raineys-library: ❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️❇️ I lay there naked, the feelings flowing through me…lust had slipped to the background and guilt…shame…came forward…I’m a loyal wife…at least I was until now…he looked at me and grinned…I felt his stare and closed my noe all too naked legs to him…he reached down and slid his hand between my thighs… “whose pussy is this?”…I didn’t answer…I looked away… keeping my legs closed tightly…not yours is what I wanted to say, but those words couldn’t come out…those words knew they’d be a lie if they dared to come out…“whose pussy is this?”…I said nothing…he rubbed my thighs…he smiled and I felt my legs wanting to open for him…I looked at him…“it’s my pussy!”…he moved his way up my thighs…“I thought I made it mine”…he rubbed gently trying to get between my thighs…“you took it for a while”…“I’m taking it back!”…he slid a finger down through the top of my thighs, touching me there…I slightly opened up to his touch…“it’s yours”…the words came out broken and weak as he rubbed me there…I didn’t want to say it…he smiled again …“my pussy”…he exclaimed with arrogance, as if he won…“but you have to take care of her”…“I just did” he said…“no you took it, but you didn’t take care of it, I know I’m not the only one, you’re big, strong, and black, you have plenty of girls, you take, take, take, I want you to take care of mine…you took it”…he stared out the window…“you gave it to me, you wanted to give it to me from the moment we met” he replied…I was getting so wet…my legs spread on their own as he played with me there, at will…I shouldn’t of done this, I’m married, the thoughs in my head still shaming me…he kept playing with me…there…he knew I was his, that my pussy was his …“please take care of it, if I give it to you”…he spread me even further looking down at his new toy, he stood and I saw that he was stiffening, the blood was filling him back to life…“whose dick is that”…I said boldly… turnabout is fair play I thought…he smiled, never answering, he touched himself and it grew to full strength…I looked up…it’s your pussy, take care of her now!… please…the guilt left my mind and I became his slut again…like I had been earlier… he’s woken someone new inside me…she belongs to him… she’s a slut…she has no shame…she gets what she wants…she’s his and his alone…she has no need for shame. ♠️♠️♠️♠️♠️♠️ Just a rambling rant inspired by what I’ve felt and what the wives I talk to often feel -- source link