Chapter 183: His Imaginations...

The other black silk foot used the heel to lightly step on his testicles and grind them...

She lightly frowned her delicate brows and looked at Yakov and said: "That is it? That is what you imagined? And you came? What is so stimulating about this..."

"Ah!"

Hearing his wife’s obviously mocking and uncaring words made Yakov, who had slightly entered the refractory period, freeze. He opened his eyes and hurriedly said: "Is this not stimulating enough? Porn movies are about the same as this, it is already very stimulating! What is not stimulating about it?"

Jennifer rolled her eyes at him and said with a bit of speechlessness: "That is it? Porn movies, your fantasy and horizon are only at that level! That big cock man being blurry is fine. After all, you cannot imagine him, that is understandable. What about your wife? Being fucked and moaning like a slut, that is it? Just eyes dazed and comfortable? Nothing else?"

"Yeah, what else could it be? It is about the same as in porn movies."

Yakov answered as if it were only natural, then said in a low voice: "I do not know what you really look like when you are fucked and moaning... I cannot even fuck you well."

Jennifer thought for a moment and felt what he said seemed to make sense, nodded and said: "That is also true, alright! This explanation is reasonable, I accept it. What about other aspects! Also not that good! Positions are only two or three kinds, and what about your wife’s clothing?"

"Ah..."

Yakov was stunned, thought for a moment and seemed to have no reason to refute...

In his fantasy the sex positions were just a few common ones, and his wife was also naked, so he could not help looking at Jennifer and saying: "What other positions are there? And clothing? How should I fantasize to make it better?"

Seeing Yakov being led by her into curiosity and desire, Jennifer felt happy inside, and said with a charming laugh: "Mm... your wife is offering her pussy to a man she likes to be fucked! Of course she should dress slutty and look good, right. Mm... but you do not know and have not seen slutty dressing, so just fantasize based on what I am wearing now... although it is not really slutty... It is still quite good-looking. The big cock macho man is very satisfied with your wife dressed like this..."

After hearing this, Yakov looked at his wife’s current clothing and makeup. Her face had light makeup and lipstick, faintly raising the beauty of her mature gorgeous face.

Her busty breasts and fat ass, plump and full body, wore a slightly tight black dress with some lace pattern decoration. Her huge full breasts and peach-shaped fat ass outlined the dress into a perfect elegant S-shaped meat gourd curve, full of temptation!

Her lower body’s long perfect legs wore a pair of pure black opaque black silk stockings, and her small black silk feet wore a pair of shiny black high heels...

That full 8 centimeter long black thin heel was lightly stepping on his testicles, making him feel that strange stinging pain. His soft cock again had the urge to become hard!

Just as Jennifer said, actually her body did not reveal much, and it was not a very slutty outfit. If ordinary women wore it, it would just look a bit good and not very seductive. It was only under Jennifer’s absolutely beautiful face and top-grade figure that it became utterly tempting!

Looking at Jennifer, Yakov felt a surge of heat in his heart. He closed his eyes slightly and imagined his wife’s naked, voluptuous body dressed in that outfit, which made him even more pleased and satisfied.

Wife, dressed in clothes and stockings, looks a little less sensual...

But that hazy, indistinct feeling filled the void...

Even more attractive and better looking!

"How is it? The fantasy should be better now, right! Is your wife pretty?"

Jennifer said with a charming smile, seeing Yakov with his eyes closed, knowing he had followed her words and modified the fantasy.

After Yakov finished changing the few scenes in his mind, he opened his eyes and looked at his beautiful wife, smiling: "Pretty! Wife, you are so beautiful!"

Then his gaze shifted to his wife’s black stockings, long legs, and high heels on her feet. His throat instinctively swallowed, his eyes full of fiery desire, and his dick couldn’t help but twitch and get hard.

His weak and soft hands involuntarily wanted to reach for the black stocking legs...

But halfway there, before he could touch them, he stopped and pulled his hands back.

He remembered his wife’s words that he was not allowed to touch her. He looked up with a pleading, longing expression at Jennifer and said: "Wife, can I touch your stocking legs?"

Jennifer had been staring coldly at his hands. If he had really touched her legs, she would have kicked him away...

When she saw Yakov pull back his hands and speak to her in a pleading voice, Jennifer showed a satisfied smile...

But still shook her head and refused: "No! You can’t!"

Rejected by his wife, Yakov’s eyes dimmed. He thought for a moment and then asked for something less: "Then wife, can you take off your stockings and give them to me? Please!"

Yakov was naturally also a stocking fetishist. Stockings make a woman’s legs look more seductive and attractive, and can better arouse male desire!

Jennifer still shook her head and refused him: "No! I won’t take them off!"

Seeing Yakov’s face full of disappointment, even his dick softening a bit, she moved her high heel away and said with a smile: "I can’t give you the ones I’m wearing. Go to the room and get some!"

"Thank you, wife!"

Yakov’s eyes lit up and he smiled.

Although it was not the stockings his wife was wearing...

But still better than nothing!

Just as he was excitedly trying to get up and walk to the room, when his feet touched the ground, a weak feeling came over him and he sat back down softly.

Looking at his wife with a bitter smile: "Wife, help me get them! I don’t have any strength..."

Continuous ejaculations had almost completely drained his strength. He couldn’t even stand up.

Jennifer looked at his weak and powerless appearance, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Alright!"

After saying that, she stood up, her huge breasts and plump buttocks on her body, stepping in high heels toward the room.

And Yakov sat on the ground watching Jennifer’s slightly swaying peach-shaped plump buttocks and slender waist, his inner desire growing even more, and also feeling warm inside at his wife’s help in getting the stockings for him, liking his wife even more.

He completely did not think that the culprit who made him weak was his beautiful wife!

Jennifer walked into the room, opened the wardrobe and casually rummaged around, found two stockings, and walked out. She sat back in her original position and threw the stockings to Yakov, saying: "Here... for you. Consider it a reward for being obedient!"

"Thank you, wife!"

Yakov happily took the two stockings, one black and one flesh-colored. He wrapped the black stocking around his erect dick, and held the flesh-colored stocking in his hand, constantly stroking it to feel the silky texture, occasionally bringing it close to his nose to sniff, looking very enjoyful.

Jennifer looked at him, then once again stepped on his dick wrapped in the black stocking with her high heel, and rubbed against his testicles...

At the same time she said with a charming smile: "Alright? Let’s continue!"

She did not care at all about how Yakov handled these two stockings, or the entire wardrobe of clothes...

Now her clothes were all produced by the Goddess System, several grades better in texture than the old ones in the wardrobe, so naturally she did not care.

"Mm!"

Yakov looked at Jennifer with a face full of anticipation and excitement...

Now he also knew that following his wife’s guidance and fantasizing could get him more pleasure and more obscene scenes!

Jennifer thought for a moment about which aspect to start with, then said with a light smile: "Hmm... in that goddess fantasy scene you imagined, are you among those men?"

"Ah... no..." Yakov was stunned and answered. Besides the few scenes of his wife with big dicks and men having sex, there was also a special fantasy scene: his wife, neatly dressed, standing on a high platform like a cold, elegant, and knowledgeable goddess.

And around her were several circles of men looking at the goddess wife with admiration and lust...

Some of these people were blurry and unrecognizable, and some were people he knew well, classmates, colleagues, and so on.

He didn’t even need to imagine the admiring and lustful looks of these familiar people, he had seen them before!