Mark put his plan into motion the next day and left some pictures in Emily’s mailbox while she was out at the store. He watched her house from a vantage point across the street, and saw her come out and take the manila envelope and open it on her way back to the house. She stopped dead in her tracks and Mark could see her look around as if someone was watching her, and then she hurried into the house.
He went home and flipped on his computer and waited for her response. His note had been quick and to the point. E-mail me at this address, [email protected], or you husband will get these pictures. Inside the envelope he had included some of the juicer pictures from her masturbation scene included a nice one with her reaching orgasm with the dildo deep in her cunt.
Mark’s e-mail chimed and he saw it was from Emily, her e-mail was short and to the point, “Who are you and why are you doing this evil thing?”
Mark laughed to himself as he thought of the pretty, sexy preacher’s wife sitting in front of the computer shaking in fear at being revealed as a closet lesbian. He wrote back to her, “Who I am is none of your concern. If you want to keep your little secret you will need to do as I say. Obey me and we can keep this between just us, fail me and you will regret it.” Then Mark outlined exactly what he wanted her to do for him.
Emily was appalled as she read her unknown watcher’s e-mail giving her the orders she needed to complete to keep her sexual obsession from being revealed. She was so embarrassed she could almost not stand it, but as she read the last few lines of Mark’s instructions she also could feel the arousal grow within her. She loved her husband, but she had always desired women, and now she was going to find out if she could really do it with another woman.
Emily realized that her thick, protruding nipples were rock hard and poking out stiff and erect through her thin bra. Her tits were big; they were a solid C-cup and had almost no droop to them even after the kids were born. She could always feel eyes on her big breast when she was at church, and she wore clothes to hide her figure whenever she could.
Now she reached up and rubbed her perfect pink nipples, giving them a little pinch, and she could feel her cunt flood with lubrication. It always seemed like touching her nipples made her so horny she could hardly stand it. She slipped her hand up her skirt and inside her panties, brushing her fingers across her stiffening clit, and she let out a low moan of lust as she began to masturbate in earnest. The thought of being forced to have sex with another woman was so embarrassing, yet also so exciting she was quickly at the brink or orgasm. She could just see the other woman’s wet pussy, and she could almost taste her cunt as Emily thought about using her mouth on some strange woman’s cunt. Emily’s hips began to thrust involuntarily as she brought herself to orgasm thinking her forbidden sinful thoughts. She pressed down hard on her clit as her brain exploded in pleasure, and grunts of animal lust escaped her mouth. When she composed herself she picked up the phone and put Mark’s plan into action. |