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My Submissive Wife is Exaggerating

Published: 28/02/2022 21:00

Author: exagerado

Category: Cheating/Cuckold

My wife stood there in her short, fine silk robes entertaining herself around the house parading out of bounds trying on new shoes that she had exaggeratedly bought all at once. Eight high-heeled shoes and experimenting by walking through the house making that jumping noise which our downstairs neighbour always complains about. And those guys who she called to fix my wife's TV cable were standing up in her room as she went past leaning down, taking off a shoe, putting it on her little foot, going outside to try something else Looking in the mirror, looking at themselves. And parading through the house and them seeing her all smelly like they were gonna grab my wife right there without warning! My wife was like that too, she behaved all exaggeratedly especially in front of strange men. Her way is to show off naturally and being much prettier than the average woman, she still likes to be noticed and desired so it gives such walking alone as a robby and showing her butt naked. My wife had me call these cable guys so they'd come watch her TV. She has a lot of exaggerators, and she thinks that her perfect television can be improved... lives bothering the technicians and delivery people who have to see her show up for them when she answers the door I am dying with jealousy but she was already dating a porn actor, and gotten several manias from him and he trained her in showing off to make it turn you on but not me, it bothers me and I fear she will get raped Look what she did, she wanted to talk to the cable guys in the shower and explain that her bedroom TV had a good picture but they could make it better for her. I kept trying and trying to convince them to come on time, but we were scheduled at 0800 hours. And they sat in my wife's room, and she likes to sleep separately. She always says that men like me are a nuisance in the bedroom but she let them sit on her bed. They sat there and she had come out of the bath, walked past them naked in a silk robby, went with them into the same room which caught their attention that they were looking at her, comfortable in her surroundings, and followed her with eyes. My wife was sitting in front of them putting another leap, going creamy on her legs parading around and I all wired up so guys would be pulling her flip-flops off thinking she'd been giving it to them but she was like this! Provocative. I don't know why, but the doorbell was ringing all the time and there were more and more guys on cable. All of them in white zippered overalls with black boots. And they came out early two by two. Since she doesn't mind, photos make her more exhibitionist they stopped taking pictures discreetly when she was posing and didn't want to miss the photo. They took a bunch of them from underneath their buttocks for an hour or so then went crazy and dragged the water bottle out of her bed to sit with her until I turned off the TV and started watching my wife's fashion show that since it can not resist male audience even such large one starts giving its little show! I didn't know that I had lost control, but there were some more daring people lying on the floor to take a corner and my wife was still posing! My wife saw that bunch of men sitting on her water bed, which is for her spine to endure the nightmarish nights she has and she doesn't even let me use it, she says it's just for herself and whoever she wants to sleep there! I think in this reasoning my wife informally released Tina so they could lie there because she didn't complain or tell any of them what she told me about staying away from her water mattress. She would only let me clean up, remove sweat grease and substances she found while out having fun with friends. The cable guys were beginning to fill my wife's room with the smell of their sweat, but she wouldn't even look at it. She would wander off from one and then another, play that hip-hop game and walk right through them, bumping into so many who had invaded her privacy, some sitting down, others lying on her bed, throwing his boot in the clear plastic water mattress and just looking around like my wife was really enjoying their audacity. I complained to them not to sit there and indeed had some even lying down, sweating but she got angry with me said that shut up in front of them if i didn't like leather boots it was for my crocks what they laughed at her words all authoritarian. Of course a man has to know when he should go put himself in the right place and in doubt went there and shoe my crocs even with laughing faces thought best obey as my wife was maturing She gave me a spork hut and looking at them, smiling passed the message that she approved of those dirty boots on her bed and encouraged more to put their feet there which made my head shiver right away and seeing my trembling with fear said "who knows in the midst of so many real men my husband doesn't learn what it is like to be macho!" The guys laughed and yelled at me and she smiled at them approving the collective humiliation they were doing. The worst part was that my wife had been so angry with me, and went on complaining without measure that the floor was smooth and she could only fall off by leaping a needle, at which point she went to demonstrate and passed swiftly through a spot where one of the cable men spat out an enormous spit and she threw herself upside down and gave a naked bundled cottage in the little pool of saliva, and her ass is so hard-assed as much as she trains with her teacher, that he not only strokes it and patts it, but she kicked it into the ground that took breath away from everyone there watching her little show. And my wife was not satisfied, she cursed me so furiosamnte that one of them to delender her even gave a slap in the face and cable guys laughed at my face! She bent down without bending her knees and the bundle leaped inward out of the transparent silk robby because the jump pulled more off his butt than she was already naturally steep, and they were just looking at it, taking pictures, not missing a beat but I'd be busy opening the door and they would come in with their dirty boots on and she'd complain about me. All those men around my wife, I don't know how there was room in the house for so many of them... they would break into our home without asking permission and open their fridge to get beer. But she's four, the little roby is already on her waist and quattro without panties or anything in the middle of that gang of males smelling sour sweat until one found my wife's closet in her suite which she doesn't like me to enter, she says it's her world! That there she loosens up and is herself and goes back to live single adventures again with no husband bothering. Another one in the bathtub naked, giant Afro giving a couple of me filling water and gang fucking on everything is personal thing my wife's creams perfumes soaps panties and she was mad at me! saying that if I am not competent enough to satisfy a woman like her She's furious with me, to teach me a lesson she goes and throws her little pink tongue out onto the floor not only does it lick on its whim but also makes noises with his mouth. The guys went crazy, she was licking and licking so they were glued to her rubbing that little tongue all over the floor. She'd turn around 360 degrees to lick it off and show everyone how willing she really is to suck it out with a big mouth full of flavor! And they got so excited about my wife they started getting erections from watching! And Robby slipped further back and they moaned with her lollipop that only the husband should see, on their faces all of them outside, they didn't waste time filming, photographing laughed at her and she licking the floor angrily and cursing me incompetent and insufficient who s abe it hurts more than my wife went into a huge denial boot and started cleaning up with his tongue! The guy freaked out this woman, five frames in the winning wall Miss regional contest fall down willingly and lick his boots really hard, everything! She licks the sole, all leather and I have to admit that what my wife takes for doing boy she does very well done even if it is a whim of hers then she gives herself entirely to do especially when my wife can lick she loves licking and licking until fainting exhausted after hours working on her tongue! She's admirable for that, she prefers to stick her tongue in where she knows it was than a rag she doesn't know. While she was licking various leather boots, leaving them impeccably cleaned up I don't know why I said that my wife had shown herself worthy of an award the housewife of the year and no one laughed they looked at me half confidants and cable guys who were dirtying bathroom in my wife's suite right then found a closet with too many personal items from my wife And while she was licking leather boots, they put on her the little maid's tiara that she got from Fabio, a co-worker who came home to visit her the other day and made her serve him. They picked out a clear plastic apron that she had hidden and it said "obedient servant" on it, and they told my wife to put it on. She obeyed the cable men's orders and for anyone who could see her coughing up onto the table with difficulty because of the high-heeled needle, taking some bumps, lifting herself back up again towards them smiling. I complained that she was taking Robby off, and then said there's nothing wrong with her being naked in the house. She didn't have anything to be ashamed of about her little body. I didn't know how to get them out of there, she was going to be raped without a doubt in the dining room at home! My wife had been serving herself for dinner by an enormous gang of men. She called someone over to fix a cable! They found some maid's gloves there, they sent her to complete the fantasy. She held out those perfect little hands in a subservient posture of collaboration that only my wife knows how to do, but the gloves looked like an actual cleaning lady would wear them, except their palms were bare so she could feel what was going on with her hand. They were all around her, finally pulling Robby out of her body and she stood there like a half-naked needlehead waitress with transparent apron strangling the full breasts leaving the nipples slightly blistered and so much man in my wife's lap that they soon selected one or another touch up from the pile of props. They sent her for some props, which I thought was a bit fetishistic and exaggerated but if they liked it then I'm in the minority. They put my wife in an ankle brace that was strangling her circulation, some weighted laces attaching clips to the nipples which I thought were too heavy for her but she'd tick them off so they could pinch those crazy alligator mouth clippers it looked like this would make her pick up my wife's drum kit on a pacifier. It's what I always complain that my wife always buys things too much, had bought only the necessary, maybe a five or ten pesos of maximum two hundred grams each, but she did not have there a bunch who fit together and pulled their beak down if they were not very tough and she would cry more pain than cried for them! But exaggerated mania of wife consumption aside, the guys did not stop putting props on her flesh, they saw that the necklace she had put a little strangler bead and they asked in my wife's ear what it was for and she said if they really wanted to know, let them pull but you have to be real men to do so. The kids went there and started to take turns squeezing the locks strangling my wife's neck, and she smiled smothered but kept throwing those provocative looks of defiance which made them more angry with her I even thought that she was going to faint without air But she seemed accustomed to being so long without air It looked like it had suffered this before For crying out loud, after about five minutes without breathing she would go with her nail and pinch sore the glands of the rolls that were outside in front of him or the little guys discounted on it by squeezing his throat more and more, and she liked to be treated like this only making things worse. And I'm pissed off with these accessories that they were putting on my wife, because it was typical of the rough men in town like those around my wife who liked to see a woman you know what I mean but my wife owns a lot and I don't know what got into her She couldn't breathe, but she kept putting on the heavy outfit and still pushing herself to show them how a good strangulation is done. Cooperatively, she brought her strong arms towards the part that held their little hands and rendered them useless behind. But it seemed to me that my wife's arms did not make this kind of movement naturally; so she asked for help from two strong hoemens in fixing the cable who were already experienced with thick cables of their own making volumes on erection trousers which formed uncontrollably inside the uniforms just by touching the skin Snatching their huge little heads out of the zippers on their overalls that were open due to the heat from so many men together in one environment. It gave my wife to see the little head of their huge roles rising out from underpants above navels and she looked seemed delighted. it was as if I were seeing enormous clichés, that Afro descendents , Germans and men with big feet have yes, necessarily very large sticks and thick .The room seemed a tight dressing room where faces of great pique exhibited themselves to show the size of his rolls. I protested, frightened with that clutch grip on her healed arm but my wife reprimanded me and said they were just doing their job of bending cables, and she had them bruise her arms until it got into the tight coils which was still far away and looked like nothing would be possible at all! But in a manner of speaking, my beloved played the cheerleader and spread her bare legs encouraging them to try harder if they were more male than that. They joined together and strangled my wife's wrists, grabbed her arm, squeezed with those rough-and-tumble hands, forced even sneezing sweat and jets of pollution into the thighs of my suckling wife because it was her fertile week, and how annoying would it be if she got pregnant without being able to suspect who might have fathered this huge baby inside her uterus! It was difficult, even though they were twice my height; it still took stronger men to take hold of my wife's arm and ruthlessly force her into the grip that this was not a natural movement in her body. But she assured me by enduring pain that she would bear such pain as one which she described as greater than the five natural childbirths she had experienced in that same room! Defiantly, they squeaked out of the roll with my wife's seductive little voice folding their arms in sweat and succeeded. Ugh! She smiled a smile on her face that she loved how painful it was to be held there by them trembling for joy breathing heavily while her eyes gleamed with delight. The nipples of my wife's breasts looked like they were going to pierce the plastic in her apron, so much that they became pinched and stiffened more sharply than a normal woman would be giving for Rodrigo Wilbert looking upward with imposing heels she spat on them as lubrication because saliva wouldn't pass down her throat even if she wanted it, and she seemed to want those pink little nipple pieces to stick together matching how hard she had been sweating from pain underneath the apron! Her golden skin was glittering with such fragrant sweat. I've never seen my wife so submissive, helpful and attentive as that gang of hundreds of men fixing cable showing her how to use the new contortion instrument! Already with their little hands behind them, the guys began to wonder why I had two more rings that they were trying to figure out what it would be for, and my wife explained to this bunch of men by calling them very arrogantly "stupid, rude and strange men", saying she was only going to explain to that band of ignoramuses once, if you don't understand, stick your dick in there! She's tall and with a voice of middle-class princess disgusted by them, all petulant that they were obviously places to hang her turnips but whores, barking at the pirouettes hatred for my wife's superior mannerisms, puzzled, arguing as it went through his ankles so close to their necks? My wife gently bent over and showed them how it should be done, touched the back of their heads with her feet wrapped in a high-heeled shoe, forced herself to open an incredible cleavage that I had forgotten she'd been trained for at school and didn't even know she could still do so. all the looks, and my wife locked herself up for them giving a real do-it-yourself show. But she returned to her seated position, and begged as if in tears that they should take my displeasure into their own fleshy thighs and calves. And asked them to make the effort with their bare hands of bending it down and locking it up permanently so that she could begin this domestic chore which left only an agile tongue for a tool. After much help leading even to some discussion about who was going where by hand, my wife was put on what must be starting what she called the game of unconditional obedience! I almost cried that she was still going to do something the eels told her, and then she said: "I just saw it without pain or gain". As they played her, she was twisted so roughly that it ended up jumping its little pursuer to the top, he warned them to go pouring orders for complying with but had to be something heavy and dangerous, at which one there in the middle told him lick the window of the building from outside and crawling, obeyed, coming out all wrinkled on the window, only hanging by his necklace, a nylon thread tied. She was very pleased with this order, and obeyed right away! Afraid of my wife falling from the window suspended naked by a wire, and still having to obey the hard-wire man, and lick it, I managed to get out in desperation and call the porter, not believing that she would even lick that whole window hanging there on the second floor. The doorman instead of calling the cops, came to see if it was true what I told on my wife's intercom Estar about to be raped by dozens maybe hundreds of cable men he did not believe her had to come and see for himself My wife there all arreganahda exposing his genitals so that everyone could see what he got excited with her hanging out the window la outside licking the glass kind of touching herself discreetly because having seen Minh bored with them. That's when I had to tell her that she once told me if one day she was going to be raped, she would take advantage of it in order to minimize the trauma afterwards. He said that my wife, whenever she walks by the doorway goes rolling around and shows her decode scrolling for them to get a kick out of her breasts. She bends down in order to provoke but I told him it'd be better if he took precautions and called the police because she was all unprotected with his groin upside-down opening and closing the hole. The doorman said she was smiling, it looked like she wanted to, I told that she smiles at anyone, even her motto no matter the situation and laugh and enjoy life. The concierge left laughing, and I was waiting for him to call the police, so I went down behind him and after reporting everything to the cops, that long wait they do in case of emergencies, agreed to send some cars but just because it's about who my wife is, they wanted to come and see. It was not my surprise, that I found her in the bath licking urine of men who were relieved right there on top while she licked , it's when police arrived, I think the whole city left without guards, they came to see if what they heard about my wife is being carried out today. The policemen questioned me and interrogated my wife, without letting go, of course, first wanted to see how well she is, and sent her up alone on a glass table to give testimony, or battered and naked, even. They thought she was as suspicious as they were, and wanted to hear the testimony of everyone there. To find out if she didn't deserve that unfortunate position. She admitted that she was an unfaithful and bad wife to the police officers, and that she deserved even more than what they were doing and invited them all to participate in a special session of punishments for her. The cops finally put me in the car, but they took away my handcuffs because they said that I would need them to do some tricks they'd seen on an adult movie and this is how my girlfriend threw a nice surprise party for almost 200 men plus dozens of police officers.
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