Infidel

Infidel Infidel

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Isa is an impressionable man with wonderful attributes. Dianne is a well-to-do woman who has never gotten her feet dirty, nor her deeds. These two were a power couple at first, but now? not so much.

Summary

Isa is an impressionable man with wonderful attributes. Dianne is a well-to-do woman who has never gotten her feet dirty, nor her deeds. These two were a power couple at first, but now? not so much.

Chapter1 (v.1) - In The Beginning

Author Chapter Note

Isa is an impressionable man with wonderful attributes. Dianne is a well-to-do woman who has never gotten her feet dirty, nor her deeds. These two were a power couple at first, but now? not so much.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 30, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 30, 2015

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It was never supposed to be this way, I never saw this coming. I do not think anyone else did either, Isa was aways such a sweet man. So loving, caring, and strong.. he proved his strength as he was cuffing me to the walls in this cold, damp, guest basement bedroom. No, this was not sexual.. though it started as such. Allow me start from the beginning

5 O'clock in the morning was the worst time, it was the time that Isa, my once charming husband, would get up for his first prayer of the day. At least he would try, if he didnt wake he would blame it on me. Alarms from all around the room were screaming at him to get up.

"Dianne, get the damn alarms!" he shouted at me, causing me to crawl out of bed. I shut everyone off in order they went off and pull his outfit out for the day. Isa crawls out of bed and comes up behind me, and grabs my hips as i am digging through his sock drawer.

"stay right there..." he said as i'm bent over. He pulls up my satin nightie to reveal the ugliest, most uncomfortable thong in history. It was black leather, real leather not the fake rubbery kind, spikes poked out from the front and there was one above my ass also. Not the most practical. I feel his hand brush along my cheek and i look back and giggle at him. Biting my lip always got him excited, I could see the fire ignite in his eyes. His dick was out of his boxers and throbbing, this man loves me. He loves my body, my mind, and huge heart. That is rare to find. His thumb twiddled underneath my thong along my crack, applying more pressure as he got closer to my pussy. His groan was so deep as he bent over me to kiss my neck. His hand traveled around my waist and suddenly he had a finger inside of me.

"So wet, baby. Is that for me?"

"Yes sir. it is all for.." my breath hitched as he bit into my neck. His other hand came around and grabbed my neck, and stood us up. He placed my right foot on the open drawer and he got on his knees. Planting kisses on my ankle, up my leg and over my thigh made me radiate with pleasure. He had his thumb in my clit the whole time, not moving, just applying gentle pressure and he would hold me still when my hips would buck. He bit into my thigh making me moan and grab his hair.  Smiling up at me, i could see the fire in his eyes.

"Sshhh.. don't want the neighbors to come back over.." He teased. Living in a town house, our neighbors can hear everything and we can everything they are doing. The other night they came over yelling because of our yelling... err.. moaning.

"you shh, and eat your breakfast.." I pushed my pussy into his mouth and he took control. Licking, sucking, and plunging his finger deep inside me was making it hard to stand.

"Isa.." I panted.

"Isa, I need to lay down. Or.. I'm going to....." just before i could get the words out he scooped me up and had me laying across our dresser. The dresser was slightly over my head but perfect height for him. He flicked his tongue across my clit and plunged two fingers deep into me. I moaned as I felt him massage the spot. He used his other hand to open up my clit as he sucked. My orgasm building I tangled my fingers in his hair and moaned.

"Isa! YES!! OH FUCK! MMMMMMMMM........" my back arched so high off of the dresser. He kissed his way up to my nipple, his fingers still massaging me. He slowly fingered me and kissed my neck until my orgasm subsided and I was drenched in sweat and shaking on our dresser.

"Anything for my queen. Now I have to get into the shower and clean this off."

"What about prayer?"

"Can't go to prayer with pussy on my lips, now can I?" His parents lived back in Saudi Arabia so it was easy for him to lie and say he went. As far as everyone knows in the states is that his parents are dead. The coffee maker downstairs was already brewing a fresh cup and I had better get started on dinner before it finishes. I decided that toast and apples were for breakfast. Isa came downstairs in his suit, freshly shaven, and clean. I handed him his apple and toast and coffee and sent him off to work, like he was my child I had just sent off with lunch. beginning on the daily chores, i realize this was going to be a long day without him here.


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