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When I work up the next morning Paul was already gone. I figured he had gotten up on his own to let me sleep. Just then the phone rang and I picked up the receiver without thinking and said. Is hubby around. Hopefully beside you in bed. Especially after last night. That can never happen again. Vincent had fucked me in my own washroom just upstairs from where my daughter, husband and guests were partying. On top of that not only had Vincent fucked me but he had sent every other Housewife slut stories up to fuck me one at time. One after the other they had come up and fucked me on the bathroom floor.

I got everything recorded. All your moaning and groaning and begging to get fucked. How do you think your daughter would react to you coming on to her boyfriend and how about your husband. How do you think he will react if he heard the recording. Plus if you remember you called me your Master Housewife slut stories night when I was fucking you. I was out of control. You got that. Not a word to your hubby or your daughter Sandra.

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Not only did we all fuck you but we tapped it. Were one of your shortest skits and low cut t-shirts you can find. Got it bitch. All the neighbors will see me Vincent. I was left holding the phone in my hand. I kept looking at it as if it was alive and finally put it down. How could I have been this housewife all these years. I had felt unfulfilled for years but some how had managed to carry on life without complaints. I pulled the covers off myself looking at myself dressed in my old nighty that went from my neck to my ankles.

I had worn this old thing for years since the night after I got married. The day after what I considered a failed wedding night. There had been no explosion Housewife slut stories excitement. My body had gone without being fulfilled that night.

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The big thing I still watched my weight exercised in our basement gym to look attractive for Paul but why. Well I found out why last night. My body had been on fire. I was surprised when I looked down at myself.

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I had pulled my long nighty up to my waist and pushed my panties to one side as my fingers were now pushed into my hot pussy. My fingers messaging my clit that was hard and wanting. My other hand had pulled my nighty down and messaging my hard nipples. I threw my head back and felt my pussy getting wet. I had never masturbated Housewife slut stories before and here I was in the throws of a close orgasm.

I need to get fucked. Oh I wish you were here Vincent to fuck me. I really am Master. Oh fuck I need your cock in me so much and your boys. I need you all fucking me. I stopped feeling my pussy and breasts long enough to pull the long night gown off and push my panties off. Then my Housewife slut stories was all over my breast and nipples as my other hand was at the entrance of my hot pussy. My fingers messaging my clit. I was on fire. Dam Master fuck me hard. It was far less pleasing compared to last night but better than what Paul had ever done for me. I could hear myself groaning and moaning.

Housewife slut stories damn I wish you and all your boys were all here fucking my body the same time. I pushed my hips up so my fingers went deeper into my pussy and made sure my thumb rubbed my hard clit. My other hand messaged first one breast and then the other pinching my nipples over and over again. With one more push into my pussy hard I felt myself spurting. Damn all these years and Paul had never made me spurt and last night I was spurting like crazy being fucked over and over again by first Vincent then eight other boys that had come to the bathroom one after the other.

Now I had actually made myself spurt. How could I ever live life with just Paul anymore. Finally I forced myself up and went to the washroom and took a soothing long bubble bath. I always felt calmer after a leisure bubble bath but never clean. I emptied the bathtub and turned on the shower and washed once more. I got out of the shower dried myself and dressed and went to the basement to work out before I got started with breakfast and my humdrum housework.

This content appeared first on new sex story. All day I kept looking up at the clock willing the day to go faster.

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It seemed the day just went on and on. I had a simple lunch of a salad and tea and went back to my housework. It was three when I decided to go upstairs to my closet to see just what I could wear. All my dresses were conservative. I had no short skirts or blouses. One thing about Paul he watched every cent.

Housewife slut stories

He had our groceries and even cleaning supplies for the house delivered. I had no debit or credit card or even spending money. I had gone all these years like this and never missed not having my own money until now. Paul never liked extravaganza.

Housewife slut stories

Well as you can see I do know how to type now but he refuses to get a cam, speakers or mic for it though and I still can not afford to buy any myself. I looked through my closet and found my workout outfit I used only in my gym. It had a short skirt with panties sown in. This might work. I got a pair of sizzlers and cut the panties out.

Now all was left was the short skirt and top that went to Housewife slut stories neck. I took the sizzers and cut down so when I finished the top was much deeper. I put it on Housewife slut stories the skirt went about three inches above my knees. That would have to do. The top however showed most of my large breast. My nipples were hard again and pushed against the fabric.

I stood back throwing my head back so my shoulder length dark blond hair fell across my shoulder. I went down stairs to the kitchen. It was twenty after three. I went out the kitchen door to the garage and opened the garage door. I looked around hoping none of my neighbors would see me.

I did know this gorgeous tall black man lived next door and even in my conservative clothing he smiled at me. When ever I saw him he wore tight fitting jeans and t-shirt.

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