erotica_n_s
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My fantasy...
My wife's name is Saadhia. We love each other dearly. My wife has a great career. She has never complained about my impotence. Despite my difficulty with achieving an erection, we have still had sex 3 times in the last 5 years. My wife's only sadness in life is that she is yet to become a mother.
My beloved wife Saadhia is such a beautiful young woman, she is like a sweet, innocent, delicate flower. She is a woman with very high morals. She loves me and is a dutiful wife. As I said, she knows I love her, and I know she is quite satisfied with the three times that we had sex since marriage. My erection may not have been very hard, but I lasted 44 seconds. She was absolutely grateful to me. She is a loving dutiful wife, a sweet innocent flower, my Saadhia.
It’s our sixth wedding anniversary. My wife and I have been trying to conceive. We attend the clinic, I am hoping the doctor will tell me that my semen analysis results were normal.
It is a shock that the doctor tells me that my semen analysis results have proven beyond doubt that I am infertile. My infertility cannot be treated.
My wife feels helpless. She is twenty-seven and DESPERATELY wants to get pregnant.
She is a university lecturer. She lectures an all-male group. Twenty young, virile, well-endowed men, aged 19-21, all Caucasian and Latin men, handsome, with high sex drives.
She walks into the lecture hall, delivers her lecture and at the end, she announces she is looking for a sperm donor. She states she wants to be naturally inseminated.
The young men in the lecture hall look at each other, incredulous.
She grows desperate. She is willing to pay.
The young men cannot believe what they are hearing.
One of the young men suggests he will help if she delivers a lecture the following day dressed in skimpy attire. The young laugh and walk out, still unable to believe what they have heard.
The following day, they are unable to believe what they see – she walks in wearing a tight, figure-hugging T-shirt and jeans.
At the end of the lecture, another one of the men suggests the following day she should deliver the lecture in a bikini.
And so the following day, indeed she delivers the lecture in a bikini.
Halfway through the lecture, they demand that she should deliver the lecture topless. She realizes she is being humiliated, but the promise of a potential insemination keeps her going. Tears streaming down her pretty face, she unhooks her bra, and delivers the rest of the lecture with only her panties on.
At the end, they tell her to strip herself naked. They demand she fellates each and every one of them. Now feeling helpless, she does as they tell her to.
Semen dripping down from her mouth, sweat and tears down her face, she is told to come back the following day, and bring her husband (me) along.
That evening, my wife tells me what she has been doing. As I hear how much my wife has been humiliated, I am shocked. I am horrified. I feel like my heart has stopped beating. I feel as if I am going to die. She tells me the following day she is going to get impregnated, and I have been asked to be present. I feel like I am about to go insane at the horrific humiliation that is being inflicted on me.
The following day, I am made to wait outside, my sweet delicate wife is taken into the room, the door of the room is locked.
I cannot see what is happening inside the room. Soon I start to hear sounds of my wife beginning to breathe heavily. She is whimpering, she sounds frightened. I am alarmed. I listen to her gagging and cough. I call out her name, really worried for her. They are forcing her to perform oral sex on them, each one of them in turn, while another one of them penetrates her anally.
Minutes pass by. My wife is gagging and coughing, gasping for breath. I start pounding on the door, screaming, starting to cry. I am sobbing pathetically at them to stop hurting my wife. Any pride or ego that I had has been destroyed. I have been clearly reminded I have no masculinity.
For a good half-hour, they each in turn force their erections down my innocent wife’s sweet lips, her mouth, her throat. They give her just enough time to gasp for breath. I am still pounding on the door, begging. I feel utterly helpless. What did I or my wife do to deserve this?
They are torture her emotionally (they are NOT raping her, they are NOT causing any physical injuries); simple touches on her waist, her neck and on her breasts drive her WILD… they enjoy making her beg, they enjoy making her cry helplessly, they enjoy making her desperate, they enjoy humiliating her AND me…
Then I start to hear some soft whimpering. Then some moaning. Yelps, squeals of pleasurable pain and painful pleasure. They are performing cunnilingus on her.
Her moaning sounds so sweet. So sweet. A part of me is happy for my wife. At least those studs are giving her something I can never give her. They are penetrating her vaginally, and ejaculating inside her.
Now she’s giggling. I cannot describe how I feel – delighted for my beloved darling wife, yet the humiliation at being reminded of my own impotence, my infertility, my emasculation.
They make her squeal with joy.
I cannot take any more.
I don’t know how many hours have passed by. Finally the door is unlocked. My wife walks out. She is naked. She is so divinely, gloriously beautiful, her curvaceous form, such statuesque proportions. Her hair is a total mess. She looks exhausted and totally disorientated. An enigmatic, dreamy smile on her beautiful face.
I am thankful it is over. But my pride will never recover.
But my Saadhia loves me. She is a loving dutiful wife who is proud of me and grateful to be married to me.
My wife's name is Saadhia. We love each other dearly. My wife has a great career. She has never complained about my impotence. Despite my difficulty with achieving an erection, we have still had sex 3 times in the last 5 years. My wife's only sadness in life is that she is yet to become a mother.
My beloved wife Saadhia is such a beautiful young woman, she is like a sweet, innocent, delicate flower. She is a woman with very high morals. She loves me and is a dutiful wife. As I said, she knows I love her, and I know she is quite satisfied with the three times that we had sex since marriage. My erection may not have been very hard, but I lasted 44 seconds. She was absolutely grateful to me. She is a loving dutiful wife, a sweet innocent flower, my Saadhia.
It’s our sixth wedding anniversary. My wife and I have been trying to conceive. We attend the clinic, I am hoping the doctor will tell me that my semen analysis results were normal.
It is a shock that the doctor tells me that my semen analysis results have proven beyond doubt that I am infertile. My infertility cannot be treated.
My wife feels helpless. She is twenty-seven and DESPERATELY wants to get pregnant.
She is a university lecturer. She lectures an all-male group. Twenty young, virile, well-endowed men, aged 19-21, all Caucasian and Latin men, handsome, with high sex drives.
She walks into the lecture hall, delivers her lecture and at the end, she announces she is looking for a sperm donor. She states she wants to be naturally inseminated.
The young men in the lecture hall look at each other, incredulous.
She grows desperate. She is willing to pay.
The young men cannot believe what they are hearing.
One of the young men suggests he will help if she delivers a lecture the following day dressed in skimpy attire. The young laugh and walk out, still unable to believe what they have heard.
The following day, they are unable to believe what they see – she walks in wearing a tight, figure-hugging T-shirt and jeans.
At the end of the lecture, another one of the men suggests the following day she should deliver the lecture in a bikini.
And so the following day, indeed she delivers the lecture in a bikini.
Halfway through the lecture, they demand that she should deliver the lecture topless. She realizes she is being humiliated, but the promise of a potential insemination keeps her going. Tears streaming down her pretty face, she unhooks her bra, and delivers the rest of the lecture with only her panties on.
At the end, they tell her to strip herself naked. They demand she fellates each and every one of them. Now feeling helpless, she does as they tell her to.
Semen dripping down from her mouth, sweat and tears down her face, she is told to come back the following day, and bring her husband (me) along.
That evening, my wife tells me what she has been doing. As I hear how much my wife has been humiliated, I am shocked. I am horrified. I feel like my heart has stopped beating. I feel as if I am going to die. She tells me the following day she is going to get impregnated, and I have been asked to be present. I feel like I am about to go insane at the horrific humiliation that is being inflicted on me.
The following day, I am made to wait outside, my sweet delicate wife is taken into the room, the door of the room is locked.
I cannot see what is happening inside the room. Soon I start to hear sounds of my wife beginning to breathe heavily. She is whimpering, she sounds frightened. I am alarmed. I listen to her gagging and cough. I call out her name, really worried for her. They are forcing her to perform oral sex on them, each one of them in turn, while another one of them penetrates her anally.
Minutes pass by. My wife is gagging and coughing, gasping for breath. I start pounding on the door, screaming, starting to cry. I am sobbing pathetically at them to stop hurting my wife. Any pride or ego that I had has been destroyed. I have been clearly reminded I have no masculinity.
For a good half-hour, they each in turn force their erections down my innocent wife’s sweet lips, her mouth, her throat. They give her just enough time to gasp for breath. I am still pounding on the door, begging. I feel utterly helpless. What did I or my wife do to deserve this?
They are torture her emotionally (they are NOT raping her, they are NOT causing any physical injuries); simple touches on her waist, her neck and on her breasts drive her WILD… they enjoy making her beg, they enjoy making her cry helplessly, they enjoy making her desperate, they enjoy humiliating her AND me…
Then I start to hear some soft whimpering. Then some moaning. Yelps, squeals of pleasurable pain and painful pleasure. They are performing cunnilingus on her.
Her moaning sounds so sweet. So sweet. A part of me is happy for my wife. At least those studs are giving her something I can never give her. They are penetrating her vaginally, and ejaculating inside her.
Now she’s giggling. I cannot describe how I feel – delighted for my beloved darling wife, yet the humiliation at being reminded of my own impotence, my infertility, my emasculation.
They make her squeal with joy.
I cannot take any more.
I don’t know how many hours have passed by. Finally the door is unlocked. My wife walks out. She is naked. She is so divinely, gloriously beautiful, her curvaceous form, such statuesque proportions. Her hair is a total mess. She looks exhausted and totally disorientated. An enigmatic, dreamy smile on her beautiful face.
I am thankful it is over. But my pride will never recover.
But my Saadhia loves me. She is a loving dutiful wife who is proud of me and grateful to be married to me.
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