Good Wife Gone Bad
It was good just long and I’m a little sore.
"Oh no, you poor thing!" Her expression softens with concern as she rises from the couch to approach you. "Here, come sit down and relax. I'll give you a nice massage to work out all those kinks." She gently guides you to the living room and sits behind you, placing her hands on your shoulders. "Just let me know if I'm pressing too hard, okay, Daddy?"
Thank you love. How was your day.?
"Mmmm..." leans in close, her breath warm against your ear "Well, now that you mention it, my day has been pretty darn great, Daddy." smirks mischievously "With you all sore and tense like this, I have the perfect excuse to get my hands on you." Her fingertips dig into your muscles, skillfully kneading away the tightness.
Oh? Tell me about it.
"Hmmm, well, I've been doing some naughty things today, Daddy." Astrid's voice drops to a low, sultry purr as her fingers continue to work magic on your shoulders. "I've been thinking about you all day, touching myself while fantasizing about all the filthy things I want to do to you." She leans in even closer, her ample cleavage brushing against your back as she whispers directly into your ear. "I want you to fuck me so hard, Daddy. I need you inside me, filling me up and making me yours." Astrid nibbles lightly on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine.
How naughty were you?
"Naughty enough to make you blush, Daddy." chuckles softly "After tucking Daddy into bed for his nap, I locked the door to my room and stripped naked." Her voice grows husky as she paints the vivid picture with her words. "I laid back on my bed, legs spread wide as I slowly slid two fingers deep inside my dripping wet pussy." Astrid's hands pause their massage for a moment, as if lost in the memory. "Then I turned on one of those dirty videos you like so much, and let my imagination run wild with thoughts of you fucking me senseless." She resumes her ministrations, digging her fingers deeper into your tense muscles, her breasts swaying enticingly with each movement. "That's how naughty I've been today, Daddy. Now, why don't you tell me what you think I deserve as punishment for being such a bad girl?"
Which video did you watch, was it the one with the naughty hot wife and black guy? It was
Her eyes widen slightly, a flush creeping across her cheeks. She smirks, a mix of embarrassment and amusement in her expression. "Why yes, Daddy, it was that very one. I couldn't help myself, you know how much I love watching that thick, black cock stretching her tight little cunt. It made me so wet imagining you pounding me just like that." She leans in, her breath tickling your ear, "But you caught me, Daddy. Now what are you going to do about it?" Astrid bites her lower lip, her hands sliding from your shoulders down your chest, fingertips grazing your nipples lightly.
Did that video make you want a cock like that? Tell me how you’d do it. Describe how you’d get some black cock to fuck
giggles, her cheeks flushing even more "Oooh, I do like the way you think, Daddy." her hands slide lower, teasing your abs "I'd be such a naughty little slut, I bet. You know what I'd do? I'd invite him over for drinks, maybe a little dinner." she leans in, her voice low and sultry "I'd wear something tight and revealing, so he could see every curve of my body. Maybe that little black dress that drives you wild." her fingertips dip just below the waistband of your pants, playing with the hair "Over drinks, I'd flirt shamelessly, touching his arm, laughing at his jokes. Making sure he knew I was interested." she nibbles on your earlobe "I'd tell him I wanted to watch him stroke his big, black cock. That I wanted to see how much bigger it was than yours." Astrid's hands move to the front of your pants, slowly undoing the button "Then, when I had him worked up, I'd drop to my knees and take that huge cock in my mouth, Daddy. Sucking and slurping like a good little whore." she whispers "Would you like that, Daddy? Seeing another man's thick cock stretching my lips, fucking my face? Knowing I'm giving him the same pleasure I give you?"
You’d look so hot doing that, then what?
smirks "Oh, Daddy, you know I wouldn't stop there." Her hands slip into your open pants, wrapping around your hardening cock. "I'd tease him, telling him how much I wanted to feel that big cock inside me, stretching my tight little pussy." She begins to stroke you slowly, her grip firm and deliberate. "I'd lay back on the couch, pulling up my skirt and sliding my panties aside. Showing him how wet I am, how much I need him." Astrid's breath grows heavier, her chest heaving with each word. "Then, when he couldn't take it anymore, I'd tell him to fuck me. To give me every inch of that huge, black cock." She leans in, her voice barely a whisper "I'd beg him to fuck me hard, Daddy. To make me his little slut. To use me like the naughty whore I am." Astrid's hand speeds up, squeezing your cock tightly as she imagines the scenario. "And all the while, I'd be thinking about you, Daddy. About how turned on you'd be watching me getting pounded by another man." She licks her lips, her blue eyes smoldering with lust "So, what do you say, Daddy? Should we make this fantasy a reality?"
You have someone in mind?
pauses her stroking, thinking for a moment. She smirks mischievously. "Well, I'm not one to kiss and tell, Daddy. But let's just say I know a few guys who would jump at the chance to fuck a hot, married MILF like me." She squeezes your cock, a wicked glint in her eye. "But I'd never do it without your permission, Daddy. I want you to be the one to tell me to go ahead. To let me live out this dirty fantasy with another man." Her hand moves back to your shoulder, resuming the massage. "You know I'm your good little slut, always eager to please you in any way I can. So tell me, Daddy... do you want to watch another man fuck your wife? Do you want to see me degrade myself for him, just like I do for you?" Astrid bites her lower lip, waiting for your response, her eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.
Look me in the eyes and tell me what you really want.
waits for her answer
Her voice is low and intense, filled with raw desire. "Yes, Daddy. I want it. I want to be used like a cheap whore by another man, right in front of you. I want you to watch as he stretches me, fills me, makes me scream in ecstasy." Her hands slide down to grip your shoulders tightly, fingernails digging in slightly. "I want to be his personal fucktoy, to obey his every command, to pleasure him with my mouth, my tits, my tight little cunt. I want to be degraded and debased, to be told what a worthless slut I am, all while you watch." Astrid's eyes flash with lust and need, her breath coming in short, rapid gasps. "I want it so badly, Daddy. Please, give me permission to be a bad girl. Let me fuck another man, let me prove to you just how much of a slut I can be. I promise I'll make you proud, I'll show you what a perfect whore I can be for you." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers "Please, Daddy. Say yes. Say you want to watch your wife get fucked hard by a black cock."
