That sex guy was one awesome coach because then - finally - Elle just quietly set to work on this project as I sipped my coffee, read my newspaper and watched her out of a corner of my eye. In about two hours she had made a reasonably good portrait of her cunt, asshole and big tits and I had a picture that was acceptable – as a first effort - to me.
I asked her: Now Elle, tell me everyone who has ever seen your asshole like this?
No one, she said. No one. Ever.
She blushed, but she was quite a bit meeker.
That’s what I thought, I said, and what is that, Elle?
Stupid, she said. Because my asshole should be enjoyed by those who might enjoy looking at it.
That’s right, I said. Good, Elle. Now please stand there for a bit.
I looked closely at her printed out work for about 10 minutes, sitting at her sleek desk, with my feet up, while she stood there stark naked, looking away in shame and embarassment. But she was also a proud wife, and I knew she thought her Picture was clever and well executed.
I said, come closer, Elle.
She approached me.
No, even closer, Elle, There, now turn around and bend at the waste. Spread your stance wider now. She did so, her neck flushed, face blotchy. I turned on the hi-intensity desk lamp, and aimed it right at her glistening cunt, and then I put my index finger in beytween her lips. She was sopping wet! I also put my middler finger in. I swirled my fingers around her cervix, pulled them out, and snapped the stringy cunt fluids between my fingers in the direct light.
Jesus, Elle, I chuckled, just look at this cunt slime.
She looked over her shoulder, still bending over submissively. She was beet red, ashamed to be caught with her humiliating arousal.
Now Elle, I said, your cunt has never been wet like this, has it?
She started to stammer an answer, looking at me with utter embrassment, when just then, a big glob of cunt slick dropped out of her swollen lips and started sliming down her leg. I laughed in her face.
No, she said, jaw clenched, eyes a bit teary, I have never been wet like this.
Holy shit, Elle, I laughed, I have never seen such a hot mess of a hairy cunt. You are quite the wench it seems, after all.
More cunt lube was now sliming out all edges of her big hairy lips.
She just looked away in shame.
But that’s good, Elle. I knew you would be a good little slut for me when you finally obeyed. I am glad your hairy, unfashionable cunt is sopping. I like it.
You can leave now, I said. I have things to do with this picture. Thank you.
She stood erect, and started slowly to walk out of her own office, which must have really stung.
I had a thought.
Elle, wait. Please bend over again and spread your ass cheeks real wide for me, will you?
She stopped cold, said nothing and bent over slowly and reached back quite gracefully and slowly spread her fat ass cheeks wide, wide and wider, pulling her ashole taut and then slowly her asshole began to actually gape a bit under the steady pressure of her now expertly submissive hands.
Now please wait a second, I said. I carried over the hi-intensity light and aimed it at her asshole.
Her cunt was draining and dripping in great shiny snail trails down her inner thighs in half a dozen trails leading toward her knees. Her excessive cunt hair was plastered to her shiny cunt lips.
Good, Elle. Can you push your asshole out for me?
She complied. Her anus twitched at me.
No, I said, push your sphincter harder, while stretching it with your hands, please.
She complied perfectly.
No, even, harder I said, maybe five times, three short pushes, and then two hard, long continuous anus exertions, please.
As she erotically pushed her asshole toward me while gaping it some with her hands, a simultaneous pussy gush -some type of let down - of her cunt juices erupted as she strained at her anus. At the same moment a fart cracked out of her asshole (first time Elle had ever let me hear her fart!).
It was glorious. I said, Elle, Elle, Elle.
She now moaned frankly, partly in embarssment pain, partly in utterly aroused pleasure. (Another first!) She looked at me over her shoulder, imploringly, longingly. I clinically bent over to examine her and moved very close to her asshole and cunt with the light and with my face.
I acted unaffected, professorial. I sniffed ostentatiously at her asshole.
Again, please, Elle, I said... And push....and hold...and strech it open manually, and push harder now and now hold....hold....hold....release.
Good, Elle. That's all. Thank you. Please go clean yourself. Your arousal is excessive and a bit messy.
Your fart, I said, pointedly, was nothing to concern yourself with.
She stood up and through all her blushing, flushing, shame, humuliation, ecstatic arousal and complete embarassment, looked at me a trifle fiercely as she turned brusquely and left.
That’s when I decided that I was going to share Elle’s picture with all of you now. Here it is for you all to see. Elle’s debut, literally. Posted on the memorable night when our marriage finally began to grow balanced, when pleasure came to Elle Manor!
Maybe you will give me an even-handed and somewhat positive analysis of her cunt, tits and asshole. I will convey any helpful messages to her. She deserves encouragement.
Do you think she is properly exposing herself? She is just a beginner, but I feel she has some potential to provide much greater pleasure for me and my circle of friends. I don’t think it would spoil her for us to give her a little appreciation for her beauty and my exposure of it.
Looking at the picture, I am beginning to be more satisfied with Elle’s Cunt and asshole and tits. Now that they are visible, anyway. I see that I can help her use them for the world’s greater benefit, especially for any men who might enjoy them. And I owe it all to Elle’s own initiative and this great, older, more experienced guy she introduced me to. He and I, and he and Elle are going to be talking quite a bit in the future. He has a whole philosophy about Elle’s potential service to me and to other men. His ideas and wisdom are going to make a big difference in our life together.
So now, in an attachment to this post, here is my big shot lawyer wife, Elle, utterly exposed for your pleasure. Along with me, at this exact moment, you are the first people ever to see these most private parts of Elle. She is making her debut, having never been seen naked by anybody at all really, even including me.
And Elle is her real name, and maybe you can even figure out where she works. I am thinking about showing her off to a couple of the lawyers there anyway. We’ll see.
Man, things are amazing and have developed much more than I ever could have imagined. I advise anyone to get similar counseling for their wife.
What do you think? It’s a true story. And if you have a wife who is a little too proud, but seeks a happier life, please contact me and we can get them some counseling from my older, and very trustworthy trustworthy mentor.
Arn
I asked her: Now Elle, tell me everyone who has ever seen your asshole like this?
No one, she said. No one. Ever.
She blushed, but she was quite a bit meeker.
That’s what I thought, I said, and what is that, Elle?
Stupid, she said. Because my asshole should be enjoyed by those who might enjoy looking at it.
That’s right, I said. Good, Elle. Now please stand there for a bit.
I looked closely at her printed out work for about 10 minutes, sitting at her sleek desk, with my feet up, while she stood there stark naked, looking away in shame and embarassment. But she was also a proud wife, and I knew she thought her Picture was clever and well executed.
I said, come closer, Elle.
She approached me.
No, even closer, Elle, There, now turn around and bend at the waste. Spread your stance wider now. She did so, her neck flushed, face blotchy. I turned on the hi-intensity desk lamp, and aimed it right at her glistening cunt, and then I put my index finger in beytween her lips. She was sopping wet! I also put my middler finger in. I swirled my fingers around her cervix, pulled them out, and snapped the stringy cunt fluids between my fingers in the direct light.
Jesus, Elle, I chuckled, just look at this cunt slime.
She looked over her shoulder, still bending over submissively. She was beet red, ashamed to be caught with her humiliating arousal.
Now Elle, I said, your cunt has never been wet like this, has it?
She started to stammer an answer, looking at me with utter embrassment, when just then, a big glob of cunt slick dropped out of her swollen lips and started sliming down her leg. I laughed in her face.
No, she said, jaw clenched, eyes a bit teary, I have never been wet like this.
Holy shit, Elle, I laughed, I have never seen such a hot mess of a hairy cunt. You are quite the wench it seems, after all.
More cunt lube was now sliming out all edges of her big hairy lips.
She just looked away in shame.
But that’s good, Elle. I knew you would be a good little slut for me when you finally obeyed. I am glad your hairy, unfashionable cunt is sopping. I like it.
You can leave now, I said. I have things to do with this picture. Thank you.
She stood erect, and started slowly to walk out of her own office, which must have really stung.
I had a thought.
Elle, wait. Please bend over again and spread your ass cheeks real wide for me, will you?
She stopped cold, said nothing and bent over slowly and reached back quite gracefully and slowly spread her fat ass cheeks wide, wide and wider, pulling her ashole taut and then slowly her asshole began to actually gape a bit under the steady pressure of her now expertly submissive hands.
Now please wait a second, I said. I carried over the hi-intensity light and aimed it at her asshole.
Her cunt was draining and dripping in great shiny snail trails down her inner thighs in half a dozen trails leading toward her knees. Her excessive cunt hair was plastered to her shiny cunt lips.
Good, Elle. Can you push your asshole out for me?
She complied. Her anus twitched at me.
No, I said, push your sphincter harder, while stretching it with your hands, please.
She complied perfectly.
No, even, harder I said, maybe five times, three short pushes, and then two hard, long continuous anus exertions, please.
As she erotically pushed her asshole toward me while gaping it some with her hands, a simultaneous pussy gush -some type of let down - of her cunt juices erupted as she strained at her anus. At the same moment a fart cracked out of her asshole (first time Elle had ever let me hear her fart!).
It was glorious. I said, Elle, Elle, Elle.
She now moaned frankly, partly in embarssment pain, partly in utterly aroused pleasure. (Another first!) She looked at me over her shoulder, imploringly, longingly. I clinically bent over to examine her and moved very close to her asshole and cunt with the light and with my face.
I acted unaffected, professorial. I sniffed ostentatiously at her asshole.
Again, please, Elle, I said... And push....and hold...and strech it open manually, and push harder now and now hold....hold....hold....release.
Good, Elle. That's all. Thank you. Please go clean yourself. Your arousal is excessive and a bit messy.
Your fart, I said, pointedly, was nothing to concern yourself with.
She stood up and through all her blushing, flushing, shame, humuliation, ecstatic arousal and complete embarassment, looked at me a trifle fiercely as she turned brusquely and left.
That’s when I decided that I was going to share Elle’s picture with all of you now. Here it is for you all to see. Elle’s debut, literally. Posted on the memorable night when our marriage finally began to grow balanced, when pleasure came to Elle Manor!
Maybe you will give me an even-handed and somewhat positive analysis of her cunt, tits and asshole. I will convey any helpful messages to her. She deserves encouragement.
Do you think she is properly exposing herself? She is just a beginner, but I feel she has some potential to provide much greater pleasure for me and my circle of friends. I don’t think it would spoil her for us to give her a little appreciation for her beauty and my exposure of it.
Looking at the picture, I am beginning to be more satisfied with Elle’s Cunt and asshole and tits. Now that they are visible, anyway. I see that I can help her use them for the world’s greater benefit, especially for any men who might enjoy them. And I owe it all to Elle’s own initiative and this great, older, more experienced guy she introduced me to. He and I, and he and Elle are going to be talking quite a bit in the future. He has a whole philosophy about Elle’s potential service to me and to other men. His ideas and wisdom are going to make a big difference in our life together.
So now, in an attachment to this post, here is my big shot lawyer wife, Elle, utterly exposed for your pleasure. Along with me, at this exact moment, you are the first people ever to see these most private parts of Elle. She is making her debut, having never been seen naked by anybody at all really, even including me.
And Elle is her real name, and maybe you can even figure out where she works. I am thinking about showing her off to a couple of the lawyers there anyway. We’ll see.
Man, things are amazing and have developed much more than I ever could have imagined. I advise anyone to get similar counseling for their wife.
What do you think? It’s a true story. And if you have a wife who is a little too proud, but seeks a happier life, please contact me and we can get them some counseling from my older, and very trustworthy trustworthy mentor.
Arn
