Connect with us

LONELY WIFE PART 1

STORIES

LONELY WIFE PART 1


The day was hot, the harmattan was over
and the heat came out with a vengeance. Not
a breeze was blowing and the sun beat down
mercilessly to bring the temperature up well
over bearing point.
I am Bukky DaSilva, thirty years old and
married to Shola DaSilva an engineer with
one of the multinational oil firms in the
country. I am what you would call a ‘’Trophy
Wife’’. I am well endowed with a body
statistics of 44-32-44. Large b0s0m and large
hips and a beautiful face. I had always liked
s*x and began having my fill of it in my
teens. Being married to Shola was icing on
the cake as it meant I had no need to work
and all the means to enjoy my lusts and
fantasies.
?I lay, Unclad on the couch, on the verandah
of my luxurious apartment in Ikoyi, with only
a small rechargeable fan blowing warm air
over me as there was no electricity and I was
too languid to put on the generating set. I
longed for coolness, but because I was
rubbing my hands over my s*xy** body, I
was only making myself hotter.
I wished that Shola, my husband, would walk
in and catch me at my solitary game and get
horny enough to want to F**K me right there
in the living room with the curtains opened
and the neighbours watching. I wasn’t just
horny — I was a bit of an exhibitionist too.
The longer I thought of Shola and how he
looked with no clothing on and a hard on
that he needed to stick up inside of me, the
worse I wanted to Pour.
The only problem was that Shola had been
transferred to an overseas position and he
wouldn’t be available to scratch that itch way
up inside of me for several months.
I sighed in longing for him — or for any guy
who wanted to F**K. My whole body seemed
inflamed and I needed release but realized
that I would have to adjust to not getting la!d
whenever I wanted.
I sat on the side of the couch and caught a
view of myself in the big mirror. The
reflection that I saw was one of a tall woman,
big boned but slender with legs that were
long; sitting with them spread apart I looked
at my own cunt and felt myself getting
hotter.
I appraised my b0s0m and thought to myself
that for a woman of thirty I was in pretty
damn good shape. My full b0s0m stood
straight out from my well-toned body and the
Tips were large and dark with the taut Tips
sticking upward. As I thrust my back
forward, my tits pointed straight up and I
was pleased with the picture of myself in the
mirror.
I scooted forward to sit right at the edge of
the couch and then I spread my legs as far
apart as I could get them. Sitting there, in the
most revealing position I could get in and still
look at myself, I knew that I would have to
relieve myself.

I needed a F**K desperately but since one
was not available to me, i felt I would go
crazy if I didn’t finger F**K myself. I hadn’t
played with myself since i was a girl because
I’d had plenty boyfriends along the way who
took care of my needs. And then Shola was
the answer to my prayers as he was not only
wealthy, he was handsome, well -endowed
and as horny as me. It was a match made in
lust heaven.
I sat and thought for a moment about Shola
and his big J0yst!ck. The image that came to
my mind was not of Shola and me but of him
alone. I saw in my mental image my husband
lying Unclad by the pool jacking off, the way
we had met, and the image served only to
make my need for relief even more.
?My lust had gotten the better of me at just
thinking of my husband’s massive J0yst!ck
jacking off to the sight of me fingering myself
and I began to slide my hands up and down
my Unclad body as I automatically began to
squirm and respond to the touch of my own
hand.

When I brought one hand to play with my
already erect Tips, the other one went
naturally to my dripping cunt. While I
manipulated the Tips with one hand, I began
to slide my finger in and out of my wet K!
ttyC@t. Immediately the heat in me increased
and I began to ooze the magic fluid in
abundance.
As hot juices were seeping from my s*x
hungry cunt, I changed the finger Bleeping
from a single finger to two, then three and
finally all four fingers were bunched together
and I was sliding most of their entire length
in and out with full strength.
The hand that was working over my tits was
hot and dry and even though it stimulated
me, I remembered to lick her fingers and
leave them slimy with my own spit, then
when I began to sq££ze and knead that
sensitive tissue, the hot wetness from my
own mouth added to the wonderful feelings.
My need for J0yst!ck was so great that I
splashed cunt juices all over the couch as I
came loudly.
The combination of my own fantasy, that of
my Unclad husband jacking himself off by
the pool, the fact that I was watching my
solo performance in the mirror and my true
physical need to come all combined to rush
me into a powerful climax.

To be continued

CLICK HERE TO READ PART 2



Click Here To See The List Of Our Completed Stories
Click Here To See Our Health Posts

NOTE!!!:Every reader should drop a comment, by doing so, you encourage our writers to serve you more.
THANKS!!!

Continue Reading
You may also like...
Click to comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

More in STORIES

Pages

To Top