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Hello, This is my attempt at getting my husband Pete to start sending in his journal again, he still writes it, but he refuses to send it in due to a few that hate his writing or hate what we do, how we live our lives, or even hate which section to put that chapter in, he started putting it in the section based on what happened in that chapter, but that it seems was wrong, then he just left it in Loving Wife section, because no matter what happens in any chapter-
I love him, I love my husband Peter, and I love black cock too!
Having said that, this is me, Jessica, telling a recent friend I met overseas, about a risky episode that I went through, my friend isn’t in my profession so is interested! So, this by a series of emails I sent:
You are asking, “Did they fuck Jess together?” this you asked of Pete, so I will tell the story!
You asked? Well, first, you know what my job is? Well, what am I training to be? A senior school teacher.
The younger of the two was a student who, having just sat his last exam, had in all respects finished school. He had a schoolboy crush on me, or so I thought.
I’d seen him in the mixed changing room at the swimming baths/sports hall I use several times; (At school he often came out with inappropriate questions or suggestions, things like, was I wearing panties or a thong? Or come to school without any on!)
Anyway, this one time in the changing room, which is unisex, he stole my panties from under the cubicle door. I darted out the door to stop him, I had no idea how he knew my number (only found out a day later that he copied it on his last day in school). Anyway, in the text he asked me if I wanted my panties back. I was shocked at the damn nerve of this young boy, and of course, I didn’t answer him that first time.
But the very next evening, after going to bed early it can’t be!” His return text said,
“You wanna bet me teach? How about a meet right now, no one’s there at this time of night; 10 minutes only teach, just gonna make you believe me, that’s all!
3) I knew diyarbakır escort as soon as you came out your front door, you were gonna show me your lovely titties again teach!”
By then we had stopped in a darkened car park by a local beach with dunes, he switched off the engine I just want to see you cum!”
At that, my hand, fingers barely able to join around his thickness, masturbated him until he did just that. He moaned out. He was cumming and leaning forward so as not to miss seeing it shoot out. It shot off, reaching 3-4-5″ into the air before covering my right hand, fingers covered in his jizz, his belly, and pubic hair all coated in goo!
I sat up, they’ll be missing me,”
but he replied,
“Teach you gotta clean this mess up, here use these,”
he said, handing me my own panties, they already had cum on them. I took them and used them as best I could but couldn’t help getting more on my fingers; he got tissues out of a pack and finished himself, saying,
“Better take them back to wash, next time bring me some clean ones, or you better learn to just swallow!”
I told him straight that this was a one-off, never happening again!
Back outside the house, there were no other lights to be seen, only a side lamp by the sofa.
As I managed to get out of the car holding my coat closed, he leaned over, and before he closed the passenger side door, he said,
“See yer teach, in fact, slut, just show me again, open the coat, now slut!”
I quickly opened my coat for 2-3 seconds, closed it turned, we’ll go to my place, but first undo your blouse and show me your tits, or you still got a bra on?”
“No, your text, you told me no underwear, didn’t you?”
“Do you always do as you’re told, then teach?”
“Usually, but not always; if it’s illegal or too public, then no, depends.”
“So slut lean in here and show your.”
“No, stop! Stop calling me that, I’m not. Look, please stop, I’m your teacher. God, I could get in trouble. Just stop saying these things, edirne escort stop telling me what to do; I’m not here to be bossed about, so why are you doing this to me, I’m your teacher, I tell you things, not you telling me, Oh god, don’t do this! I don’t want this, besides, you’re not even, you’re too young for this way too young; just stop now.”
“Whoa, whoa there teach, hush now teach, hold on, get in here before someone sees you getting worked up, just Sssh now, you haven’t said why you’re here, but do tell me you’re not my teach no more, nor ‘miss’ because you married, and not a bitch, you sit here in my car in full daylight, showing me your tits, your shaved pussy leaking cus you are staring at my black cock, so for what, why are you here, Jess? Tell me why.”
“Your text said to come here at 4.30, and I just wanted to see it again!”
“See what again, teach sorry Jessica, what is it you wanna see again?”
“What do you want me to say, Kevin? That I wanted to see your cock again, is that what you are trying to get me to say–I want to see your cock again, alright, alright so I’ve said it? I’ve seen it; can I go now, please?”
“I like it when you ask me nicely, Jessica, what you wanna do next? Do you wanna touch it again? And you still have not said, Why you’re here, Jessica, no underwear on, sitting in my car, here my pussy is the same, love it sucked, my clit nibbled, or just the roughness of a tongue dragged across. Oh god, I’m turning myself on thinking these things, but none of it can happen with him–this young man playing with my body and my emotions!
I sat up and told him,
“I had to go, I wanted to see his big cock once more, he wanted me without underwear, he has seen me; I’d done it, but never again, that’s it, this can never happen again, you hear, never again! Now I need to go home!”
His reply was,
“Come home and watch me cum all over these tits, or wouldn’t you like to swallow my load without the mess? Pops will be there, but he won’t mind, in fact, if you ask edirne escort bayan him nicely, he’ll join us, we could tag-team you, what you say, slut ‘eh? ever had a father-son combo? you’ll love it?”
“Not happening, ever! told you, You proved the photo was true, I’ve even seen you cum, you have seen me nude–that’s it, young man, finished; that’s all you get; ok, I’m going home to my ****** now!”
With that, I closed my jacket over my open blouse, opened the car door, and started to get out when Kevin said,
“You sure you don’t need this?”
I turn to glance back at him, he is stroking his hard cock, his fist slides up and down the length, his hand at the base, still 2″ or more inches remain uncovered, and when he said,
“Are you sure, slut if I cum now it would be a waste! But come home, it won’t be wasted; you get it all.”
“I just told you that’s not going to happen, Ever! This stops here & now! I’m going home!”
Getting in my car, I’m shaking, I’m hot, I’m horny, and stopped at traffic lights on the way home. My fingers found my pussy very wet, and the guy behind me was impatient, sounding his horn at me! At home, Nia had dinner under control, and the girls were excited to tell me the news that Jo might be going to college to do a makeup diploma course, hoping to get full sponsorship from her boss, all of which served to take my mind elsewhere.
I’d had two texts by the time the dishes were all in the sink, that’s when I read both. The first one said his father wasn’t home when he got there, we’d have been alone! The second one said you could have had it all, followed by a short video clip, his hard cock cumming over his hand, his fingers covered in thick, creamy cum. Watching it got me thinking again about the man I married, Peter, his smaller dick at 4.5″ dick, when it cums it sort of dribbles out within 4 or 5 minutes of starting, also it’s often quite watery looking, and to compare him to the clip, oh wow!
But I ignored them both!
Later, after Pete had phoned at 10 pm, I lay in bed, and my friend George purred gently between my legs, not inside, not yet thrusting into me to give me my much-needed orgasm, no, it’s just held by my thighs. I was watching IR clips on a certain website that Pete used to write his journal on, when my phone pinged a text, reading it saying, “wanna come round here, slut?”
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