It is a rainy day; work has been somewhat slow...Another long fucking day at work, another day when she is in the same routine, another long day pretending she is happy with that perfect life she is supposed to have.
She crosses the door, she is now at home, but she is too soaked, yes…soaked. She leaves her wet jacket at the hanger, her boots right below it and goes inside. No one home, RELIEF. Her husband has not arrived home yet. Then, she goes directly to the kitchen and it can be heard that “pop” when opening that bottle of red wine, she decides to have a glass or maybe two? while she is in the kitchen, she starts thinking in what to prepare for dinner; But she is so tired, that the first thing that to comes to her mind is to take a hot bath…Oh yes, there she is, in the kitchen, thinking about her life going away with a fake smile.
What a horrible day! Fucking people! She says loudly while gasping! With a bottle and a glass in her hands, she heads to the bathroom, puts the water on and the salt and all that rubbish that as shit as it smells, it feels damn good. She pours herself a glass of wine and drinks it whole. Seemed like she was thirsty. Pours a second glass and just drinks a sip and leaves it there, next to the bath. Looking in front of the tall mirror a pretty face with a button nose, framed by red long hair looks back at her. Checking herself out in a way “I’m a cliché, why do women always do this?” She dismisses the thought and starts undressing, looking at the mirror whenever she can. “Naked, so naked” she thinks, her frame is small compared to... no, she cannot think of that. She admires herself for a moment. Her round small breasts stand out proud, her belly is slightly round, her legs are strong but lean and her ass is out of this world.
She looks like the Venus of Botticelli, but she does not really seem to realize.
The bath is ready, and she turns the water off. She takes that glass of wine and has one more sip. She gasps for a moment as she is so tired, she is about to step in. And while closing her eyes, the image of that man comes to her mind, that man who one day drove her crazy with so much lust. She smiles to herself as she starts thinking about his dark-brown eyes, about his long and curly black hair. She says in her thoughts “how much she would love to be dominated by him once more”. She would love to feel fully alive again while imagining his bestial, masculine body on top of her, fucking her hard! Oh dear! What started like a relaxing bath, it has become in a ritual of the most beautiful sexual dance for her hands. But she must be careful, as her husband may come back home at any moment.
Her husband clearly does not know that she wants another man; He does not have any idea that her little body belongs to someone else that is not Him!
She turns the radio on and lets the towel fall to the floor, she looks back to the mirror, this time loosening her long and red hair, she touches her small pointed breast, and while caressing her body with her hands, she moans and says in a whisper “oh you, look at you, is that what you want? Is this what you have been waiting for?”, she then bites her lower lip as she slides a finger and rubs it in her wet and delicious pussy; She moans again but this time she gets into the bath….Oh, that image of her sitting in the bath while soaking and cleaning her beautiful body. Those simple movements can make any mortal vulnerable!!: Suddenly, that song comes up from the radio, that perfect song that reminds her that “unique, sexual and filthy encounter”. Her heart is running faster and so is the wetness now gathering between her soaking legs. She blushes and suddenly her skin feels more sensitive, her nipples hardened. She slowly starts touching herself at first, but she wants to go wild while having the image of that man in her head; With one of her hands she soaks her fingers with her saliva, then she starts sliding them inside her little horny and wanted opening. Rubbing her clitoris in circles with her thumb, a little bit faster at the same time, but not too much as she does not want to cum soon. She wants to enjoy those dirty memories of nostalgia. She is getting so wet with just thinking of that FORBIDDEN man. Then, she moves her legs and she goes from a sitting to kneeling position; and while she has now one hand inside of her pussy, she decides to put her husband’s toothbrush inside of her ass and play with it. Slowly bur firmly, going deeper and deeper, making her moan with pleasure as she imagines it is that cock that she is ACHING for!!! Uff! She loves to have her ass been fucked by that toothbrush. Oh yes! She loves to fuck her ass so hard, as she remembers so well that “Anal sex” is one of the things that guy, that man loved the most…Oh dear! it looks like she is dancing an Argentinian tango! The way she moves, the way she is moving her waist, her hips, her hair, making those different facial expressions while touching herself with so much lust, so much power! Those movements, her little hands dancing around her little and fragile body, a sexual goddess! a beautiful and erotic monument…She tries not to be loud! as she does not want to be listened to. But at this point, it seems to be impossible, as she is aching so badly. She wants to destroy her pussy with her hands, her clitoris now fully erected, red, so irritated and sensitive! The water from the tub is making waves of how hard she is fucking herself, imagining that man, imagining his cheeky smile, imagining his pheromone and sweaty smell, imagining those brown and dark eyes looking at her wrapping her hips with so much power with his masculine hands! Oh, she imagines his big and tasty and hard cock fucking her hard, so intensely, so passionately, so FUCKING BEASTLY, like a desperate animal in heat! That cock, that delicious and dripping cock…“Oh, you fucking bastard I need you so much” “ I want you to fuck me so hard once more you stupid animal", " how much I would love to taste that cock again", Mmmmm…she says while she is pushing the toothbrush deeper in her sticky and wetter asshole, making her moan hard and faster, that she almost said his name, luckily she didn’t! She then quickly covers her mouth with one hand, as she is losing control, YES, SHE IS! she then puts both hands inside her mouth, she wants to tastes her own fluids, she licks her fingers and then both hands go on her hair, touching it and playing with it, she closed her eyes and she then takes the toothbrush out of her ass, and put it inside her mouth, licking it, loving it, sucking it, just like if it were that pulsating cock with a precum dripping for her ass!.
The last moan for the evening comes when she drops that toothbrush inside the bath and cums loud and hard! Her pussy is dripping, her hands and legs are shaking, she is cumming harder and harder, she can feel how hard her pussy is squeezing all her juicy and sticky fluids out of it. She is shaking so badly, she is moaning so loud now that she hits the bathtub with so much force by accident, that most of the water splashes everywhere, a mixture of her fluids, water, and soap, so deliciously tasty!
Oh, my goodness, that image of her there collapsing inside the bath while having all of those incredible orgasms, that sensation on getting to that sexual and incredible ecstasy by her own drives her crazy, she hasn’t felt so much alive until now…She goes back into sitting position while gasping of tiredness and pleasure, and while taking another sip from that glass, she smiles.
Does he still remember me? or Has he forgotten me? Is he married? Where is he now? What is he doing? She clearly cannot stop thinking about that man. But she is back to reality with a unexpected jump, when suddenly she hears the door knocking, it is her husband, he is at HOME!: "Hey Hun, I listened to some noises coming from there, are you okay? Anyway, dinner is almost ready!" with a trembling voice and with the nervousness increasing she replies: "Hey, all good in here, do not worry, I am coming out from the bath in around, 10 minutes?" A minute of silence and fear invades the bathroom, she is so nervous as it is been a while since she locked herself in the bathroom! There is no more reply from her man, she just listens as he walks slowly away from the door. Has her husband been able to hear her moans? if so, for how long has he been standing out there? she does not know, but she better moves her ass fast before he finds out! and while stepping out of the bath in a hurry, she looks at herself again on the mirror. She pays attention to her marvellous and sensual naked body once again, she loved what she did, but she gets a little bit sad about her naughty behavior. She knows that as married woman, she is supposed to be loyal, to behave or at least, it is what society says, to follow the rules, even if that it is against of her “desires and needs”.But there she is,in the middle of the bathroom totally soaked, wet, exhausted after having all those multi and extraordinary orgasms, what a great time inside the bath!. When she closes her eyes to cover her fragile body with the towel, she moans in a whisper...She cannot believe that after all these years, she still wants that man with all her being, but she knows that she cannot have him in her life anymore…
But the real problems are about to start when she decides to leave her little and dirty secret behind…As she leaves the bathroom, she sees her husband on the distance standing by the kitchen wit that stupid smiling face, preparing the table, ready for her to join him on a dinner, willing to make her feel comfortable. She is shaking as she starts feeling guilty about what she has done but at the same time feeling alive .
Oh dear, the price that poor husband must pay for not treating her with so much lust
The price that poor man must pay for her wife's wanting another man who knows how to treat her little and precious temple, her magnificent body...
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