Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP29

Christy still stared at Reggie when she finished the call from Dave. Reggie held out a pink thong and matching bra he found in her dresser. They were undergarments from Victoria's Secret she had bought to wear for Dave on a special occasion. "Don't know where you hiding the sexy things I got you to wear, but these look nice too. Put them on for me, baby."

Reggie stood nude watching her. She had no choice. After slipping on the sexy undergarments, she headed to her closet. "What you going in there for?" Reggie asked.

"I need to put something else on."

"You beautiful and you wearing enough. I want to see your gorgeous body. You can sleep in those or in the nude tonight. Tomorrow morning you best be wearing that or be naked."

Exhausted from their day of sex, Christy went to bed in the undergarments Reggie had selected. The nightly visions of his tremendous cock, of her pussy drilled by it over, and over again, played in her mind like a pornographic gif file before she entered deep slumber. But the same images returned to her in a dream the next morning when Christy's journey through forgetful nothingness ended and she entered lighter sleep.

Christy awoke in Reggie's embrace, his hand on her breast. Sometime in the middle of the night, he crawled into bed with her. She could feel his enormous erection against her hip. She was uncertain if they had more sex during the night, but her panties were on and she should have woken if they had fucked.

The late-morning sunlight filtered through her closed curtains and into her bedroom. She had slept for over 12 hours. She usually never slept this long. On her dresser her wedding pictures and photographs of her family members and friends faced her, as if they had been watching all this time and had witnessed every sordid thing she had done with Reggie. Even if she wasn't married to Dave, her family would never approve of her sleeping with a black man like this. Christy carefully tried to ease away from Reggie's hold without waking him.

His right hand left her breast and slid down her smooth, firm tummy. He took in a deep breath and exhaled with his eyes still closed.

Christy dreaded where Reggie's hand seemed to be going, but it stopped at the waistband of her thong.

He resumed lightly sleeping.

remained motionless. She wanted to sneak out of bed, find the car

go too far for too long. She was in bed sleeping with him, wearing a thong from Victoria's Secret. Their sex

strangely she no longer hated Reggie. Christy knew how beautiful she was. Perhaps Reggie really couldn't control himself with her. The same haunting question persisted: what if she became pregnant? She was unsure of her cycle and didn't recall

Reggie. His hand held her firmly and would not

into Christy's thong where she had feared

I could get pregnant. Don't make me have sex again." Her fingers wrapped around his wrist and tried

I cum, just like

We can't do this

loved to have her clit stroked and it eroded her willpower. She would soon come around. He masturbated Christy until her cries became faint moans. He moved the thin silk strip of

have been using condoms because we can't

can't help it, baby. My hard-ons hurt real bad in the morning, and I need you to help me relieve this one. You know I love you. That's why my dick keeps getting this way. It does this because of you. You the one that make me hard

just play with it and suck on it for

and fondling his penis the way he liked. But nothing was as good as a white girl's pussy, especially in the morning. He would let her suck on his cock later, but he wanted

him hold her vaginal lips open and insert his penis into her anyway. She was already very wet for him. "Ooh, ooh, ah, just for a little while

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