Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP9

This couldn't be happening again, she thought, but fear left her momentarily paralyzed. He was in bed with her, touching her! She had to stop him before things went too far. She rolled over, grabbed his hand resting on her hip, and pushed it away. "No, stop touching me and get out of my bed. We can talk if you want. I've kept your secret and haven't told anyone about you or what you did to me the other day, but I'm not going to be your toy and you're not going to make me do anything like that ever again."

When she turned over to face him, her bra partially fell off and Reggie's eyes feasted on her firm, young tits, bearing the fading bruises he had left on them the other day. She was wearing a bra in bed to hide the incriminating marks from her husband.

Christy realized Reggie was looking at her breasts, and as her arms went to cover them, his hand that had lovingly caressed her moments ago, before she had rejected him and shoved it away, formed into an angry fist and plunged into her stomach. "I thought you had learned from last time, but you making me get rough again, baby."

Christy held her gut in pain while Reggie grabbed her loosened bra and pulled it completely off. He then slapped her cheek.

"No, don't hit me," she gasped, one hand clutching her stomach, the other shielding her face, and her perky tits left uncovered.

"You want rough foreplay this morning? This ain't nothing compared to what my homeboys gonna do to your Grandma Emily in a little while before they kill her. They like running train on old white ladies. I think I'll text my niggers now since you not cooperating."

Reggie started to leave the bed.

"Oh god, no! Don't hurt my grandma! Please, I'll do what you want, Reggie."

last chance. I mean it." Reggie's hands returned to Christy's hips and pulled at her panties. "Lift up for me

her, but she had no choice it seemed, her ass rising off the mattress for

the soft undergarment down her smooth legs and

moment, putting his arm around her chest, caressing her right breast and playing with her nipple as if he was her longtime lover. "Please, you said you just wanted to talk," she

nipple involuntarily hardened between his fingers. "We'll talk while we make love, baby. There be no better way for two people to become friends and get to know each other. You gonna cum and enjoy this even though you may not want to. You don't have a choice and we not repeating last time where you tried to fight it.

her silky blond hair. She nodded her

delivering kisses to her ear and filling it with his

her legs, which had remained closed. His hands landed on her inner

god, please don't perform oral sex on me again," she cried as she

Reggie repositioned himself between her open legs and his fingers delicately culled her clitoris from her folds. "Let's see

baby?" he asked, her clit slowly firming

p-p-please stop

clitoral hood rubbing the sensitive flesh. "You getting wet, and I think you getting a clit boner, baby. It's getting firmer, and soon it will need to be relieved." "Oh, god, you're making me that way. S-s-stop touching me. Don't make me

cry in embarrassment. She couldn't stop him from making her pussy wet and her clit engorged, and she couldn't stop him from fucking her either. He thought it was a nice reversal of roles considering the history between their two races and what her ante-bellum ancestors may have done to his. He sucked her hardening clit into his mouth, his tongue twirling over it. "You want me to stop now, baby?" "Yes,