Includes: Embarrassed proper wife/school teacher, itching to nude, submissive female, *rgasm, ENF, tripping, s*x

I come home from a disastrous day at school. "You wouldn't believe what that l*ttle hell raiser did today," I tell my husband, "he tried to put itching powder on my chair!' I tell my husband how humiliating that would have been, and I see that he has an erection. I'm surprised, "oh? you like the idea of me wiggling around in this sexy pencil skirt?"

I come up with the plan to use a l*ttle itching powder on myself, read to him just as I would my class. I want him to lock the door and not allow me to leave no matter how bad the itching gets. "It'll be fun." I want to please my husband. I am a sort of prude. I don't like to have s*x with the lights on, I don't like him to see me in my lingerie, and I want him to feel proud that I came up with a l*ttle sexy foreplay for him. Maybe he'll take me into the bedroom, under the covers, and make love to me, just the way I like it. I giggle at how naughty I am.

I put a l*ttle itching powder on my chair. His eyes widen. I feel sexy. I pour a l*ttle more itching powder down my blouse, his erection pulsates though his pants, I've never seen him this hard for me before. I pour even more itching powder in my panties, down my stockings, and into my hair. I giggle like a vixen. I tell him, "sit down like a good and let me read to you."

It only takes a minute for the itching powder to feel hot. I squirm while I try to concentrate on the book, my legs squirm from left to right while I try my best to compose myself. "I really didn't think this itching powder stuff would work, I thought it was a cheap gimmick they sell to l*ttle ones." I remember what I tell my students, "if you try hard enough, you can accomplish anything." I begin to focus on reading.

I sweat. I itch. I tell my husband that this was a very bad idea, "give me the key, I've changed my mind." He taunts me with the key, putting it inches within reach and then pulling it back. My husband is a big man, I couldn't get the key from him if I tried. He thinks I am toying with him, that I am trying to be sexy for him, really I just want the damn key! I itch and remove my jacket, and I beg him to look away while I remove my camisole. He sneaks a peek.

My stiletto manicure leaves red scratches behind on my skin while I itch like crazy. I can't stand it anymore, I take off my skirt, and try my hardest to keep my lingerie on. I've been married a year now, but still my husband has never seen me nude with the lights on. I always keep my body modest, properly covered under the covers when we are intimate. "You can touch, but not see," I tell him. His eyes are hungry to see me naked, they crave it. He takes out his c*ck, throbbing, massive, and he comes closer to me.

I am itching like crazy. I swear I've never felt this uncomfortable! "Look away," I tell him, "I'll make you c*m, but you can not see me." I begin to make love to him. His c*ck is so hard for me, I've never felt it so strong and thick inside of me. I beg him not to look at me, I try my best to cover my body, whimpering about my feminine dignities being taken away. He paws at my body, and I beg his hands to scratch my skin. The s*x takes my mind off the itching a l*ttle, but still I am squirming, moaning. He c*ms inside of me. My eyes roll in the back of my head. My body is exhausted. "Please, carry me to the shower." He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I can't believe that he saw every inch of me!

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