It objectified fear and had the potential to exorcizeit.Yes, I wanted and needed to be cuckolded, but beneath the huge desire,I also felt terrified. H...wever, the eagerness and excitement to beactually planning my own cuckolding with her was stronger at this pointthan the fear. We finally were ready; our love and trust allowed it.She had decided.Fully my Mistress now, she drew back, settling herself on the couch,pointed me back to the floor, and took a deep breath. Brushing her hairback, she. The evidence of his arousal puts me over the edge and I tremble so hard I figure I must surely break. His finger still tarries on my clit but I can't stand for him to continue, so grabbing his arm I put his hand back on my breast. I'm still shivering in release as he rubs the moisture from his ministrations into my nipple, exciting it to the point of soreness. Eventually the tremors pass and somewhat nervously I reach down and grasp his erection. I feel him stiffen a little but I do not stop. When I got back to my place, I was trying to find ways to get some pussy. I placed an ad on Craigslist while I was waiting on the results to come back I called a local sex line I was about to give up my search when I heard the wildest thing. The lady said I have a glory hole at my place and I want a big black dick to fuck. I left her a message; it only took one minute before she responded. We exchanged numbers, during our conversation she broke down the rules of her glory hole, and that if I. But all that happened with Jenny present at the same time.But this feeling with Nick was different to that. I felt less like a plaything and more like an object of desire in my own right. And in return Nick was my object of desire. Breaking off our embrace I took a step back and slipped out of my dress, shrugging it off my shoulders and letting it fall at my heels. I felt vulnerable and powerful at the same time, exposed in my panties and stockings, my cock hard and poking over the top of the.