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energy she hadn’t yet seen. Despite herself, she prodded him where it hurt. “It’s twice a week.”
“For how long?” Nick asked, his voice trembling, his hands shaking.
“Five months,” she said, raising her chin at him in defiance. She felt empowered by a growing sense of lust she felt as her husband grew more humiliated, more furious.
“Five months? Jesus. Why?”
“He… there are some things he provides for me that—”
“Provides?” Nick spat at her venomously. “I’m your husband. I’m supposed to provide for you!” He hurled the box of chocolates at the wall behind her, narrowly missing her. They exploded, sending dozens of dainty chocolates scattering on the carpeted floor. The unexpected violence took hold of Rose, fingers coiling around her neck, fingers inserting themselves inside her cunt. She felt both terrified and turned on.
“What could he possibly provide that I can’t, Rose?” Nick asked, holding a fist in a hand.
Rose looked at him frankly. “Nick… he satisfies me.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Nick, how do I say this? Let me think for a moment, okay?”
“Sure,” Nick said, glaring at her. “Time’s up.”
“Nick… look, he fucks me, okay? It’s that simple. He fucks me hard, and he fucks me roughly.”
“I don’t do that?”
“Do you?” She asked, widening her eyes at him, daring him to lie to her. “Do you, Nick?”
“No,” he said, his shoulders dropping as if in defeat. “No, I guess I don’t. I make love to you because I love you.”
“I love you too, Nick, but sometimes I need more.”
Nick seemed to retreat within himself for a few moments, his overt displays of passion and emotion taking leave. His fists unclenched and he looked at nothing for a while. Rose saw the exact moment when he returned back to the present, when his field of vision gradated from a blur to clarity. For the first time since he had caught her and the man, he seemed to notice her body, her stark nakedness, the curve of her hips and the bulge of her breasts. His eyes lingered momentarily on her nipples, stiff and hard and framed by beautifully modest areolas. His eyes wandered up and down her body, devouring it, locking onto her folds and still-swollen clitoris that peeked out from the space in between her legs.
“He really fucks me,” Rose sad, noticing the change in her husband’s demeanor. “He fucks me good.”
“Sure he does,” Nick said, catching Rose a little off guard. “And if it wasn’t him, it would be someone else. It would be anybody else, wouldn’t it, Rose? Wouldn’t it?” He took a step closer. “Do you know why, Rose? Do you know why?” Another step. “It’s because you’re a filthy little whore.”
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Bonus Material 3
Check out this sneak peak of Saffron Daughter’s story of a naughty girl who steals her sisters boyfriend:
My Sister's Boyfriend
* * *
While staying with her sister, Larissa, Cassie is left alone at the apartment with nothing to do. Looking for a film to watch on her sister's computer, she discovers porn. She decides to watch one and pleasure herself, but is interrupted by her sister's hot boyfriend, Michael. "Please don't stop," he says...
* * *
The girl on-screen moaned, and I moaned too. I found myself aping her, matching her actions, knowing that they would lead me to what I sought. I started to feel my own moisture in my underwear, and began probing my finger slightly into my entrance, shivering at the sensation, something completely and utterly teasing. I wanted more.
I slipped a finger beneath the elastic of my panties, and began to gently run circles around my hardening clit, smearing my own juices around, lubricating my sensitive regions. I sighed and moaned softly, feeling the familiar sensations of building pleasure, anticipating my own final release.
No, I wouldn’t get there quickly. It was always too quick after a night out. Today I’d make it last. I sent my finger away
“For how long?” Nick asked, his voice trembling, his hands shaking.
“Five months,” she said, raising her chin at him in defiance. She felt empowered by a growing sense of lust she felt as her husband grew more humiliated, more furious.
“Five months? Jesus. Why?”
“He… there are some things he provides for me that—”
“Provides?” Nick spat at her venomously. “I’m your husband. I’m supposed to provide for you!” He hurled the box of chocolates at the wall behind her, narrowly missing her. They exploded, sending dozens of dainty chocolates scattering on the carpeted floor. The unexpected violence took hold of Rose, fingers coiling around her neck, fingers inserting themselves inside her cunt. She felt both terrified and turned on.
“What could he possibly provide that I can’t, Rose?” Nick asked, holding a fist in a hand.
Rose looked at him frankly. “Nick… he satisfies me.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Nick, how do I say this? Let me think for a moment, okay?”
“Sure,” Nick said, glaring at her. “Time’s up.”
“Nick… look, he fucks me, okay? It’s that simple. He fucks me hard, and he fucks me roughly.”
“I don’t do that?”
“Do you?” She asked, widening her eyes at him, daring him to lie to her. “Do you, Nick?”
“No,” he said, his shoulders dropping as if in defeat. “No, I guess I don’t. I make love to you because I love you.”
“I love you too, Nick, but sometimes I need more.”
Nick seemed to retreat within himself for a few moments, his overt displays of passion and emotion taking leave. His fists unclenched and he looked at nothing for a while. Rose saw the exact moment when he returned back to the present, when his field of vision gradated from a blur to clarity. For the first time since he had caught her and the man, he seemed to notice her body, her stark nakedness, the curve of her hips and the bulge of her breasts. His eyes lingered momentarily on her nipples, stiff and hard and framed by beautifully modest areolas. His eyes wandered up and down her body, devouring it, locking onto her folds and still-swollen clitoris that peeked out from the space in between her legs.
“He really fucks me,” Rose sad, noticing the change in her husband’s demeanor. “He fucks me good.”
“Sure he does,” Nick said, catching Rose a little off guard. “And if it wasn’t him, it would be someone else. It would be anybody else, wouldn’t it, Rose? Wouldn’t it?” He took a step closer. “Do you know why, Rose? Do you know why?” Another step. “It’s because you’re a filthy little whore.”
* * *
Bonus Material 3
Check out this sneak peak of Saffron Daughter’s story of a naughty girl who steals her sisters boyfriend:
My Sister's Boyfriend
* * *
While staying with her sister, Larissa, Cassie is left alone at the apartment with nothing to do. Looking for a film to watch on her sister's computer, she discovers porn. She decides to watch one and pleasure herself, but is interrupted by her sister's hot boyfriend, Michael. "Please don't stop," he says...
* * *
The girl on-screen moaned, and I moaned too. I found myself aping her, matching her actions, knowing that they would lead me to what I sought. I started to feel my own moisture in my underwear, and began probing my finger slightly into my entrance, shivering at the sensation, something completely and utterly teasing. I wanted more.
I slipped a finger beneath the elastic of my panties, and began to gently run circles around my hardening clit, smearing my own juices around, lubricating my sensitive regions. I sighed and moaned softly, feeling the familiar sensations of building pleasure, anticipating my own final release.
No, I wouldn’t get there quickly. It was always too quick after a night out. Today I’d make it last. I sent my finger away
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