All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Alphas: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

After her work was done Jennifer took the tram home to her boy-friend. She couldn´t find an explanation for the sound she had heard. Jenny was tired after a long working day. It would take her at least 45 minutes to get home. She and her darling had a small flat right at the other side of town. After a few minutes she fell asleep in her seat. She was the only passenger. Of course her thoughts were circling around her surprising office visitor and what he had done to her. She still could not understand how she could have liked this dominant way of a stranger.Suddenly she woke up as she felt a hand at her top. Jennifer was staring with her eyes wide opened into the face of a black guy, maybe 20 years old, who tore her top apart from the collar to the belly with a wide grin. Was there a reason she did not wear a bra today? Anyway, her gorgeous tits were there right in front of him.Like paralyzed Jennifer was staring at these rough hands that were covering her breasts, grabbing them moa

I was staring at her now, watching as she peeled down her shorts, slowly exposing her gorgeous ass. Her naughty bits were concealed by a conservative bikini. Her shirt was already in the pile of clothes at her side, and her big tits were being held snugly by her elastic top. I was lounging at her side in my patio chair, sipping on a margarita by our pool.My wife, Anna, is a beautiful specimen of a woman. She has dark flowing hair, grayish-green eyes, and a soft feminine face. Her body is curvy, like a classic pin-up girl from the 50's. She has large natural breasts, a trim tummy, and a plump ass that I lust over daily. The sight of her gorgeous tits and ass bouncing around our home never fails to excite me.Despite the fact that she is brimming with physical sexuality, my wife is rather shy by nature. Anna's reserved disposition is a product of her development. She didn't really come into her own, physically, until college. She has told me many stories about her ugly duckling years,

I slowly walked back into the living room, trying to shed the expression of arousal from my face. Anna was waiting for me."Who was that?"I acted nonchalantly, "Bob, he needs your help with a casserole."Her face flushed red almost immediately. I was sure, she too, suspected an ulterior motive. "What ...right now?"I nodded, "Yeah. He needs it for a party hes going to tomorrow, said hes butchering it - needs a woman's touch." I tried acting cool, as if the request was completely of the norm.I suddenly realized that she was already dressed for bed, wearing a sheer nightie that her tits loved to bounce around in. It wasn't exactly erotic lingerie, but it wasn't something you'd wear anywhere other than in your own home.The look on her face was one of excitement, confusion. "I- I guess I can help. I'll change real quick.""No." I said, "You'll only be a minute." I gave her a knowing look.She stood, blushing. "I- I don't know Tim. This isn't appropriate", pointing to her outfit."Reall

It was our first proper vacation in years. I breathed a sigh of relief as I gazed out our suite window towards the calm ocean waters of the gulf. After seven years of marriage and a limited amount of time off it felt therapeutic to finally have a week away all to ourselves.We had selected Naples because it was quiet, and peaceful, and a drastic change of scenery from the drab winter we had just suffered through in Ohio. I turned and looked towards the bed, where my wife rested in slumber. Vanessa was approaching thirty-five but she appeared more a girl in her twenties. She's a beautiful woman, really - standing she's roughly five and a half feet tall. Her frame is curvaceous and thick, having filled out slightly after our two children. I drank in her image as she lay curled asleep, expensive bedding draped across her plump behind, barely concealing her large natural breasts. My dick stirred suddenly. Our sex life had been less than exceptional in recent years, the both of us succumbi

A knot twisted in my stomach as my dick strained to full hardness. "Wow." I looked at her, stunned. "I guess Mark's proposition got to you?" I managed, blood pressure rising - simultaneously horrified and aroused that it might have. I was legitimately shocked that she would actually have chosen an interracial film, as we had never seen one together. A million thoughts began racing through my mind.She stammered, but didn't stop playing with her sopping mound. "No, I... I saw the Title, Naughty Wives - and tried previewing it. I don't know how to work the remote, I guess I ordered it accidentally."I believed her, but teased her regardless, "Uh huh. Sure you did babe."She blushed, temporarily closing her legs momentarily in embarrassment. "I'm serious..." she whined.I said nothing, but approached her on the bed.Vanessa's pussy looked divine, dampening and plump as her delicate fingers massaged her clit. I instinctively crawled towards her sex face first. She saw my intent and sexily