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Click here"I do. I'm sorry. But, you are in great shape and I'm not. I know men look at you," lowering his head.
"Do you think men look at my boobs or ass more?" she asked, touching her tits and turning to show him her as in her tight leggings.
"Your ass."
"Hmm, do you think men jerk off to my ass?" lowering her leggings to show him her ass cheek. "Pull your dick out, Brian."
He quickly unzipped and pushed his pants down, holding his hard dick in his hand. "Do you jerk off to me too?"
"Kinda, I guess," not making eye contact.
"Kinda? What do you mean? You either do or you don't, right?"
"It's not like that. I mean I do, but not to you."
"Come on, explain it to me. It's turning me on knowing you like men to look at me," rubbing her hard nipples over her tank top. "Brian, come on. Be honest with me."
"I sometimes jerk off thinking about other men jerking off to you," lowering his head in shame.
"What else? There is more."
"Well, um. I think of you with other men. Enjoying your hard body," squeezing his dick in his hand.
"Wow, I had no idea. It's so erotic that you do, Brian," lifting his head to look at her. "It's hot. I'm not mad. It's sexy that you fantasize about that," wondering how he would react if he knew about Robert and his big cock fucking her.
"It is?" more excitement in his voice. "You're not mad?"
"Of course not," her mind raced, wanting to know more about his fantasizing. "Stand up," she told him.
He stood, and she replaced him sitting on the bed, holding the photo book. She opened the book to a photo of her in a bikini, squatting next to a motorcycle, legs open, hands in her hair, looking into the camera. "What do you think of this picture? What do you think when you see this picture?"
"Amy, come on."
"Tell me, Brian. Tell me or I am not giving you this book."
"Think of jerking off to your big boobs and coming on your face like this," stroking his dick faster.
"What about this one?" showing him a pic in the blue nightie in front of the fireplace, her bare ass showing looking over her shoulder. "My ass is bare, here."
"Oh my god," seeing her bare ass and sexy nightie. "The camera guy saw your bare ass, Amy!" stroking faster.
"I was dripping wet showing him my bare ass. Posing for him, taking pictures of my ass," she teased him.
That was all it took, and he came in his hand, pumping his dick furiously.
"You like that, huh? I might do it again," testing him.
"Do more photos like that?' he asked, pulling his pants up, wiping the small amount of cum onto his pants.
"Yes. he asked me to pose for him. To make a calendar with motorcycles wearing a bikini. I should do it huh?"
He nodded his head, approving it. "Do you. Does he, um, touch you? Um, have sex with him?" he asked, shyly, not making eye contact with her as she peeled her leggings off.
"No, honey. I'm married. Do you think I would do that?" peeling her tank top off, leaning back on her elbows naked, legs spread, knees bent with her feet on the bed.
"No, I don't think you would," looking at her bald glistening pussy.
"You want to lick my pussy after I just posed for the camera don't you?"
He nodded, staring at her wet lips.
"Then get on your knees and finish what you started, Brian. Don't stop licking until I cum," watching himself lower his overweight body to his knees in front of her.
He didn't lick her like Robert, but she would have to train him, she thought as she held his hair between her legs. "Use your fingers too!" as her hips bucked against his mouth, feeling her orgasm building inside her. For several minutes, she told him how to use his tongue, how to lay it flat and lick up against her clit, and how to use his fingers inside her.
He drank his wife's juices as they flowed into his mouth, his beard glistening with her slick juices, hearing her tell him how to pleasure her with his tongue.
When her orgasm hit, she locked her legs around his head, keeping his mouth against her, telling him not to stop with his fingers. Finger fucking her through her orgasm just like Robert fucked her orgasms.
When they were finished, she told him he would learn to eat her better, as she walked to the shower.
The weekend went by slowly, Brian was always there to help more with the boys, but not asking any more questions about her boudoir photos. She caught him looking several times at her big picture in the closet when he thought she was alone, wondering how often he would be jerking off to her. She also spent half of Saturday morning with Lizzy, showing her the photobook and describing her photoshoot and how erotic it felt being in front of the camera. She left out the parts of being paid for the calendar by Robert, and his touching and fucking her.
While Brian was thinking about his wife's past photoshoot and the picture she gave him, Amy was focused on her future photoshoot with more motorcycles, more bikinis, and more of Robert's beautiful cock.
- COMMENTS
It's not modeling if you're fucking the photog and all of his 'cycle buddies, other friends. That's just called plain old whoring. So this "model wife" is now just another low-life lying, cheating, manipulating, adulterous, superating, despicable PoS gutter-garbage gash. And a thief too - hiding her whore earnings and living off her abused husband.
Why doesn't she just divorce the poor guy? He doesn't need a sewer slash like her - neither do her sons. Imagine how humiliated and psychologically damaged her sons will become when they find out what a sewer slut their "mother" is! And to think she actually kissed those poor boys with her stranger cum-rotted, pustuled mouth!
As for Ambul: you know ass-clown, it's still a free country, with freedom of thought, speech and action. Anyone can read whatever they want, and comment with their own convictions about anything they want - and bully, tiny-cocked ass-suckers like you should shut the hell up and be thankful for your liberties as well.
Another reason not to get married .younger guys get it now very few of them are marrying They don’t want the baggage of a slut
Amy’s very short career so far as a boudoir/eroric model combined with her increasingly insatiable sex drive would seem to lead inevitably to a career in pornographic films. With her incredible body and the thrill she gets from displaying it, she would be a star.
I do wonder why “Anonymous” finds LW stories so distasteful, yet seems to read as many as he can find? They are not true-to-life, but are obvious fiction and many, if not most, such as this story, are fantasies. If they are not to his taste, perhaps he should try something else, or write a story himself. Trashing other readers’ comments with juvenile name-calling is certainly not constructive. Readers all have their own likes and dislikes, and have different ways of expressing their thoughts and opinions in a constructive way. Again, if all this is so repulsive, I would suggest Anonymous look elsewhere for his reading pleasure.