There it was..That dangerously delightful taste of tension. Lilly lay still, her body relaxed, soft against the clean laundered fresh sheets on the bed that Adam stood beside. He touched her gently on the arm, and she resisted turning into the tiny finger-tipped caress. She smelled his torment..Like the juice of a favorite fruit, it moistened her pallet. His need was a poisonous decadence that Lilly craved. She needed him desperately...and he her..That was blatantly obvious in the sweet tang of his secretions harbored in sacs.. His smell was a fabulous triumph for her, and her loins ached.
He left her..To go to that creature that was his wife. Lilly rose silently and paused at her door listening. When she heard the muffled voices from their bedroom, she went out onto the narrow hall, and crossed to stand with her back pressed against their bedroom wall, and listened; the door ajar enough that she could hear Claires rebuke, her sullen sulk and her husbands lamented plea. He was surely not about to beg that little bitchling for a forgiveness that was not Claires to give. Lilly closed her eyes, and listened to them..Not to their words...but their bodies..More so Adam's body.
She knew when he kissed Claire. Felt the tingle on her lips, ...and the taste of his tongue filling Claire's mouth. The woman's hands were a cold barrier as she pushed against Adam. Claire needed this..Needed the smell of lust, and the shattering aggression of a raw sexual need that had to be released.
Her left hand gathered the hem of her cheep cotton night gown, and crumpled it up around her crotch..Her right hand drifted , in a slow caressing stroke down her belly, and over the fabric, until she was cupping her crotch..Smooth warm skin was moist from heat, ...and she dipped one slender digit between the soft cleft of her pussy..She was wet there..Juicy wet...Tantalizingly wet, as she stroked, and urged Adam on.
Her hips squirmed against her fingers..Lilly spread her thighs wide as she listened to his body..Listened to the panting gasps of denial from his creature wife.. How dare she cry ''No'' to him. Lilly whispered in the dimly lit hall''
''Yess....Yess...''.
Her body was his body to abuse, caress, take, demand from,...give to. Lilly listened to the sorrow of Claires resistance, and smiled a smile for Adam..
'' Again...Oh fuck yes..Again..
It became a chant on her lips..She wanted to be ridden like a whore should be ridden; and the tempo of strokes she craved broke from Lilly's lips again....and again......and again; until a submission from Claire broke through her pathetic denial and she was nailed to her marital bed ..It was a submission that was both a resented arousal and a fear of the unknown.
Lilly wanted Claire wet..She wanted Claire to please Adam. Claires pleasure meant nothing..The bitch was wet and disbelieving that this arousal that Adam pushed on his fledgling whore of a wife, would now be expected..Demanded from her..That Claire's missionary dutiful sex would no longer be enough for a man that could taste sin, but wanted more than a sip of it.
Lilly's fingers pumped and rubbed her cunt, until sticky with her wet hunger. She couldn't cum this way..The frustration made Lilly angry..She pinched at her labia, tugging the wet flesh between her fingers..She needed the pain of expelling her arousal.. She pinched hard, felt her body sob its distress as Claire's body received the pleasures of Adam.
The bitchling whore groaned..her body vibrating its punishing gift of a husbands desire. Her pillow absorbed stunned cries as the pressure of vigorous pleasure broke her will, and Claire she responded.. Her back bowing..Legs spreading wider as pink lips were taunted and puffy with her shamed lust.
Lilly wanted.. Needed the release that wasn't to be hers. Lilly's fingers caressed the soft flesh of her sex, and had a twisted pleasure from her denial.
The wifes pain was for now to be Lilly's pleasure...And Adam had listened to Lilly. He had given her everything..The sullen sulking creature had played her part in his physical need. .And there would be more..Much more..He would learn to capture his physical needs, and take from them what a man needed, and feed the body Lilly with his milk seed and sweating lust.
He left her..To go to that creature that was his wife. Lilly rose silently and paused at her door listening. When she heard the muffled voices from their bedroom, she went out onto the narrow hall, and crossed to stand with her back pressed against their bedroom wall, and listened; the door ajar enough that she could hear Claires rebuke, her sullen sulk and her husbands lamented plea. He was surely not about to beg that little bitchling for a forgiveness that was not Claires to give. Lilly closed her eyes, and listened to them..Not to their words...but their bodies..More so Adam's body.
She knew when he kissed Claire. Felt the tingle on her lips, ...and the taste of his tongue filling Claire's mouth. The woman's hands were a cold barrier as she pushed against Adam. Claire needed this..Needed the smell of lust, and the shattering aggression of a raw sexual need that had to be released.
Her left hand gathered the hem of her cheep cotton night gown, and crumpled it up around her crotch..Her right hand drifted , in a slow caressing stroke down her belly, and over the fabric, until she was cupping her crotch..Smooth warm skin was moist from heat, ...and she dipped one slender digit between the soft cleft of her pussy..She was wet there..Juicy wet...Tantalizingly wet, as she stroked, and urged Adam on.
Her hips squirmed against her fingers..Lilly spread her thighs wide as she listened to his body..Listened to the panting gasps of denial from his creature wife.. How dare she cry ''No'' to him. Lilly whispered in the dimly lit hall''
''Yess....Yess...''.
Her body was his body to abuse, caress, take, demand from,...give to. Lilly listened to the sorrow of Claires resistance, and smiled a smile for Adam..
'' Again...Oh fuck yes..Again..
It became a chant on her lips..She wanted to be ridden like a whore should be ridden; and the tempo of strokes she craved broke from Lilly's lips again....and again......and again; until a submission from Claire broke through her pathetic denial and she was nailed to her marital bed ..It was a submission that was both a resented arousal and a fear of the unknown.
Lilly wanted Claire wet..She wanted Claire to please Adam. Claires pleasure meant nothing..The bitch was wet and disbelieving that this arousal that Adam pushed on his fledgling whore of a wife, would now be expected..Demanded from her..That Claire's missionary dutiful sex would no longer be enough for a man that could taste sin, but wanted more than a sip of it.
Lilly's fingers pumped and rubbed her cunt, until sticky with her wet hunger. She couldn't cum this way..The frustration made Lilly angry..She pinched at her labia, tugging the wet flesh between her fingers..She needed the pain of expelling her arousal.. She pinched hard, felt her body sob its distress as Claire's body received the pleasures of Adam.
The bitchling whore groaned..her body vibrating its punishing gift of a husbands desire. Her pillow absorbed stunned cries as the pressure of vigorous pleasure broke her will, and Claire she responded.. Her back bowing..Legs spreading wider as pink lips were taunted and puffy with her shamed lust.
Lilly wanted.. Needed the release that wasn't to be hers. Lilly's fingers caressed the soft flesh of her sex, and had a twisted pleasure from her denial.
The wifes pain was for now to be Lilly's pleasure...And Adam had listened to Lilly. He had given her everything..The sullen sulking creature had played her part in his physical need. .And there would be more..Much more..He would learn to capture his physical needs, and take from them what a man needed, and feed the body Lilly with his milk seed and sweating lust.
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