His Blushing Bride by Tilton Emily

Author:Tilton, Emily [Tilton, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2020-04-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Sam’s blue eyes looked back at her so steadily it made Mary’s heart jump.

“I think you know very well I’m going to fuck you from behind, sweetheart,” he said, “or you wouldn’t have asked. It’s how naughty girls get fucked, bent over with their husband’s hands holding them in place for the cock. Now get your pants off.”

Mary closed her eyes again and felt a sob of shame and need rise from her chest. Why had she asked?

Because I wanted him to say yes or because I wanted him to say no?

She put her thumbs in the waistband of her jeans. Could she really do it? Could she take them off here in the dining room knowing that her husband meant to fuck her that way?

Another sob burst from her, because the very feeling of working her thumbs inside her panties, of the slight stoop it required to begin obeying her husband’s shameful command, made her clench down there and feel again how terribly wet she had gotten at Sam’s dominance.

She felt her brow crease as she managed to get the jeans down to mid-thigh and she felt the air moving on her pussy and her spanked backside. A memory from her wedding night came unbidden, bringing a little whimper: the moment she had stood naked in the bathroom before she put on the white nightgown, the blush that had spread across her face as she had looked at her nudity—her tiny breasts and her little bush.

Mary had thought then, Sam gets to see this whenever he wants, now. That idea had sent a wicked thrill rocketing through her whole body, a hint of coming ecstasy so overwhelming that Mary had feared Sam might think her that terrible thing Mrs. Grabano had called some girls... loose.

Suddenly, here in the dining room, Mary realized that everything that had gone wrong between them had come from that moment. She cried out with the knowledge, so impossible did it seem to tell Sam about it.

But her jeans and panties had dropped to the floor around her feet, and Mary stood with one hand across her breasts and the other over her pussy. She looked at Sam’s hands, resting on his knees. His clothes were on, and hers were off. He was the husband, and she the wife; he got to see her like this whenever he wanted.

“Take your hands away, Mary,” he said. “And step out of your jeans. Then give me your panties. I want to look at them.”

“What?” Mary looked up at him in horror, her hands still over her private parts.

“You heard me, Pixy. I need to inspect your underwear. I think it’s the only way I can figure out what you really need.”

“But...” she wailed. “But I took off my clothes!”

“Mary, what’s going to happen between us now,” Sam said steadily, “isn’t one thing that you can do and then you won’t have to obey me anymore. We’re going to do a lot of stuff, just tonight. Stuff you don’t think you’re going to like, that you’re going to do because I want it.

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