From the school years on, girls letting boys do nice things for them, sensitive sweet talk, knowing the boys were hoping for a chance to slip into a c...nt ... but no, false advertising.Of course, some access was granted, now and again. Enough to keep the men trying. Like little rats, pressing the bar hundreds or thousands of times, hoping that just once they might get a reward.In marriage, a man swore that it was his wife's cunt and hers alone that he would penetrate, and in return she would. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved my mouth back onto her cock, ramming the back of my throat. I gagged and loved her for it. She pulled my head off her cock with an audible ‘pop’ and I thanked her with involuntary tears in my eyes. She smiled and her eyes gleamed a little it seemed and she forced her cock back down my throat. I guess she didn’t feel like she had enough leverage sitting on the edge of the couch though, as she stood up and dragged me between her legs and began throat. But “I love you.” I knew I should have tried to stop them when they first started happening. Why did I have to keep letting the dreams happen in my curiosity. I was beginning to go insane. My vagina was chilling. The evaporation from the liquid coating my panties under the air-conditioning began getting to me. I was alone in my room. Pitch black. My night gown was hiked up and my panties were soaked. No matter what logic and ethic told my mind, I was curious beyond anything I have ever been. .Hi, I'm Linda and would like to tell you a little story about me and myhusband. It started three years ago an the last few month I decided Iwould love to share the experiences with readers of erotic stories. First a few details from me: Now I'm 28 years old, have shoulderlength,darkblonde hair, I'm 5'8'', and a weight of 135lb. OK, that are justvalues, but to most men told me I look real hot (and I use this to teasemen). Helpful for teasing is also the fact that I have very nice,.