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My Spouse
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Straight Male / 65
Molesting Her As Usual
About 36 years ago, when I was 30 and she was 19.
We were traveling south on I-75 toward Florida, in her dad's 1972 Oldsmobile 98 that had a huge back seat her dad was driving and her mother riding shotgun all eyes were on the road for hours. Her dad liked running the air conditioning full blast and it was freaking cold in his car. My then newlywed wife was was napping in the back seat with a quilt wrapped around her, and her legs in my lap.
She was wearing yoga pants that were tight and showed off her heart shaped tight ass and the yummy gap between her thighs. I got bored with the long ride, so I reached over slipped my arm under the quilt. With the top of my index and middle fingers, I rested the two up against the back of her ass hole and pussy, with very little movement I was feeling the shape of that tight little twat.
I lazily felt the shape of the outer lips of her young womanhood, very slowly pushing my fingers into the inner lips and toward the clitoris, back down slowly putting light pressure on the yummy pie as I worked my way to the perineum a little light rubbing there between the vaginal opening and her puckered little ass.
I worked myself sideways and rested my head on her upper torso, and managed to get my right hand up on that silky fuck toy, I rubbed ever so slightly my fingers on that ass, a little bump and a slight slide to her vagina one finger on the inside of the opening, then another finger on each side of the outer lips of the yummy cunny.
This is what I do, and I'm in no hurry. I'm not going to wake her up if she moves or sighs I stop, and rest my fingers right wherever they happen to be, until she gets used to it and goes deeper back into her sleep. A little pressure on that ass, bump! and up against that slide along the fold of the toy of my desire. Again and again I stimulated that pussy toy to the point I was cumming in my pants.
I thought I woke her up, because she started rubbing against my fingers on her own.
I held my hand still against her as she rode the against my touchy feeley finger's.
I assumed she was awake and was enjoying her nut, she was certainly riding on the fingers like she was.
Her dad pulled into a rest stop as he did I sat up straight, and pretended nothing is going on here. He parked the car as he did my beautiful young bride raised her head and said where are we? At a rest stop get out and stretch your legs, and use the bathroom.
After the bathroom break I was walking along a trail they had for that purpose, my wife of a few months grabs my arm to walk with me, she says to me.
"When I went to the bathroom, I have no idea why, but my pussy was soaking wet and I feel totally satisfied".
"Sounds to me like you had a wet dream... I'm happy you did."
We were traveling south on I-75 toward Florida, in her dad's 1972 Oldsmobile 98 that had a huge back seat her dad was driving and her mother riding shotgun all eyes were on the road for hours. Her dad liked running the air conditioning full blast and it was freaking cold in his car. My then newlywed wife was was napping in the back seat with a quilt wrapped around her, and her legs in my lap.
She was wearing yoga pants that were tight and showed off her heart shaped tight ass and the yummy gap between her thighs. I got bored with the long ride, so I reached over slipped my arm under the quilt. With the top of my index and middle fingers, I rested the two up against the back of her ass hole and pussy, with very little movement I was feeling the shape of that tight little twat.
I lazily felt the shape of the outer lips of her young womanhood, very slowly pushing my fingers into the inner lips and toward the clitoris, back down slowly putting light pressure on the yummy pie as I worked my way to the perineum a little light rubbing there between the vaginal opening and her puckered little ass.
I worked myself sideways and rested my head on her upper torso, and managed to get my right hand up on that silky fuck toy, I rubbed ever so slightly my fingers on that ass, a little bump and a slight slide to her vagina one finger on the inside of the opening, then another finger on each side of the outer lips of the yummy cunny.
This is what I do, and I'm in no hurry. I'm not going to wake her up if she moves or sighs I stop, and rest my fingers right wherever they happen to be, until she gets used to it and goes deeper back into her sleep. A little pressure on that ass, bump! and up against that slide along the fold of the toy of my desire. Again and again I stimulated that pussy toy to the point I was cumming in my pants.
I thought I woke her up, because she started rubbing against my fingers on her own.
I held my hand still against her as she rode the against my touchy feeley finger's.
I assumed she was awake and was enjoying her nut, she was certainly riding on the fingers like she was.
Her dad pulled into a rest stop as he did I sat up straight, and pretended nothing is going on here. He parked the car as he did my beautiful young bride raised her head and said where are we? At a rest stop get out and stretch your legs, and use the bathroom.
After the bathroom break I was walking along a trail they had for that purpose, my wife of a few months grabs my arm to walk with me, she says to me.
"When I went to the bathroom, I have no idea why, but my pussy was soaking wet and I feel totally satisfied".
"Sounds to me like you had a wet dream... I'm happy you did."
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