Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

I drew in a ragged breath. "Yes, I do like to have them touched."

"Played with." He corrected. "Tell me how you like men to play with your tits."
"I like it when a man plays with my tits. I like to have my nipples played with."
"Like this?" He started rolling my nipples between thumb and finger again.
"Mmmm, yes. Just like that."
"Do you like showing your tits off to men?"
"Sometimes."
"I bet you didn't want to show them off to me, did you?"
"No."
"But you have to, because if you don't, I can smack your bare arse, can't I."
"Yes."
"Say it."

"I have to show my tits off to you, because if I don't you can smack my bare arse."
I was starting to enjoy myself again. The thrill of humiliation was coursing through me. I started to pant as my arousal increased, the sight of his old, gnarled hands groping and stroking my naked breasts, the smell of his body, the body of an old man, the stale tobacco smell on his breath. The thought of what he was going to do to me. I felt my pussy begin to moisten.
He let go off my breasts and returned to his seat, rubbing his groin as he did so.
"Did you enjoy that? Did you like me playing with your tits?"
I decided to go with the flow. "Yes. I didn't want you to see me or touch me at first, but then I felt my nipples getting stiff and I started to like it."
"And what about your pussy? Are you getting wet?"
"I think so."
"I'm going to see it, you know. I'm going to make you strip for me, right here, until you are stark bollock naked. Then I'm going to see that pretty cunt of yours you were so keen to show off last night. Do you want to show me your cunt?"

"No, but if you tell me to, then I have to."
"But you are getting randy, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"Yes, of course you are. You let me play with your tits for a few minutes and now you're getting all wet and randy. So you want someone to touch your cunt, don't you? You want someone to play with it, to make you wet. Or do you want to play with it yourself? Do you want to play with it, or do you want me to play with it?"
"I don't know."
"Would you like to lift your skirt for me? Show me your knickers? Do you want to do that?"
"No, I don't want to."
"But you have to?"

"Yes."
"Then do it. Lift your skirt right up so that I can see your knickers, you are wearing knickers aren't you?"
"Yes, I'm wearing knickers."