Saras Slutwife Chronicles Part 1 First Time Sharing Sara
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What Sara Needs
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Chapter 1
Sara slowly opened her big, round, crystal-blue eyes; then, brushed back her long, blond hair from her face with a lazy right hand. Slowly, she stretched her arms over her head, feeling the hard wooden headboard in her soft hands. She grabbed the cold wrought iron that highlighted the headboard, pulling at the metal as she arched and stretched her back. ?Mmmmm, time to get up and start my day,? she said out loud to no one in particular. She was alone. She had been alone for over two years now, ever since her husband had left her and her fourteen-year–old daughter Debbie. It had taken months to understand why he no longer wanted to be married, even longer to get over it, but over it she was, and has been for some time now. It was Saturday, and the one year anniversary of her divorce becoming final. This dawned on her as she was holding onto the headboard, and she suddenly weakened and let it go. She sighed heavily. ?Has it really been that long?? she thought. She realized it had been well over two years since she had sex with a man. Again she sighed. ?If it wasn’t for my vibrator I wouldn’t have had any release at all in all this time. Thank God for batteries.? A girlish giggle escaped her full lips. ?In fact?,?she thought. Sara reached over to the night table and opened the drawer. She reached in, feeling around for her only toy. Once she felt the plastic, she wrapped her hand around it and brought it out. She brought it to her lips and kissed the tip, then licking it around and around as she liked to do when she would suck her husband’s cock. She remembered how she loved the way his cock felt and tasted, how hot it would feel in her hands and in her mouth. She could feel herself starting to heat up. At first, it was a little tickle and then an itch between her legs. It was only moments before she was wet. ?My God,? she thought. ?I need a man so badly.? Slowly, she turned on the vibrator to a low setting, and moved it downward toward her warm body. She rubbed it against her left tit, letting it send waves through her. It rested there only a few seconds until Sara found her sensitive nipple. ?Oh fuck, that feels good.? She was not used to saying such things. She had been raised to be a good girl. In fact she still was.
She worked and took care of her daughter, and barely went out. When she did, it was with her girlfriends, and they just went out to dinner, the movies or for coffee. One night they went to see some stand up comedians in a comedy club, but they had left early because a few of the acts were too dirty. They talked about sex, and that embarrassed Sara. Good girls don’t discuss sex in public. When one of comedians started picking on audience members, and singled out Sara, she almost died of embarrassment. He kept asking her about what she liked to do in bed. Of course, she wouldn’t answer, so he jokingly started suggesting things, dirty things, to her. Did she suck cock? Did she swallow? How many times did she take it up the ass? The jokes he made at her expense made the audience laugh, but these questions made her blush deeply. She wouldn’t answer, nor could she move. She was frozen in her chair, and he went on. Did she like to be tied? Spanked? Did she dress up and role play for her man? Finally, she and her friends had had enough. One of the girls said they should leave, and got up to go. The others followed, but Sara stayed frozen until one of them reached out and took her by the arm. Sara snapped out of the momentary trance she was in and got up. Her friend held her arm firmly as she led her to the door.
When they got back to their cars in the lot, they said their goodbyes and all got in their cars. Soon the others were pulling out of the lot. Sara remained there and made a cell phone call to her daughter to see if she was ok. She was and asked when Sara would be home. Sara barely answered, ?Soon,? said her goodbye and ended the call. She sat there and thought about that last comedian and how humiliated she was. She felt something she could not remember feeling before, deep down within her. It came up so quickly that she couldn’t stop it from happening. She let out a sob and the tears started to flow. She cried for a minute or two until she realized that her eyes were not the only thing that was wet. Yes, she was wet between her legs as well. She was shocked by this realization. Could she be turned on by what had happened to her in the club? It couldn’t be possible she thought, but she couldn’t deny she was excited. A wicked thought suddenly crossed her mind. Sara looked around and saw that no one was in the lot at the moment. She decided to feed the hunger right then and there. She reached down and slid her hand into the waistband of her slacks, then into her panties, which were swamped with her juices. She found her slit and started to finger herself. Soon she was on fire and couldn’t have stopped if her life depended on it. Her orgasm was approaching quickly, and the windows were fogging up even faster. Just as she was about to cum she heard it. She turned her head and there he was, the comedian who had humiliated her, staring at her while she masturbated wildly. Their eyes met and he grinned widely. At the same moment, she came, and came hard. So hard, in fact, that she could not move for a minute or two. He was still there watching, his eyes upon her. She felt those eyes bore right into her pussy, right into her soul. She was bound to those eyes and could not turn away. They made her orgasm a second time. She had never done that before.
When it was over she suddenly realized what she was doing and where she was. Sara jumped up and pulled her hand out of her pants, and quickly turned the key in the ignition. She dropped the shifter into drive and hit the gas. She didn’t turn back, but she could over hear his laughter and his fading words. ?I knew you were a fuckin’ slut. I can always tell. Come back anytime you need some more humiliation, bitch. If you beg nicely, I’ll fuck the shit out of you.? Sara never went back.
As she felt her nipple harden, Sara thought about how nice it would be to have a man in her life. It would be nice to have a man to hold her and support her emotionally, someone to eat meals with and to wake up with in the morning?especially after a night of satisfying sex. Sara moved the vibrator to the other nipple and it hardened quickly. Sara saw herself on her back with a big, strong, handsome man on top of her. He was pumping away at her pussy, mixing in gentle and hard strokes. Slowly, the vibrator found its way to her gushing twat. As it was mimicking the dream lover’s strokes, Sara started to feel her orgasm build. Soon all of the strokes were hard and deep. Her other hand found her clit and she started strumming it with abandon. She was almost there, but for some reason couldn’t go over the top. She tried and tried for fifteen minutes, then a half an hour, but to no avail. Her fantasy lover started to get angry with her. ?Cum for me, bitch,? he commanded. ?Do it now.? Sara could not cum. Her right hand became a blur as it pumped her soupy cunt, but nothing happened. She was getting tired and felt real pain in her arm now, but she didn’t stop. She needed to cum and wasn’t going to be denied. But what was she going to do? How was she going to get off? What would it take? She thought and thought. She remembered the incident at the comedy club. It brought her closer. Her lover had her now on all fours and was pumping her for all she was worth. In her mind she could see herself, like a dog being rammed over and over again. Now he was holding her hair in his tight fist, pulling backwards so her back was arched and her firm, white, C cup tits with their large, pink, nipples were standing out from her chest. She felt it now. It was oh so close. In her mind she did something she never would let herself do in real life. She let go, and out of her own mouth it came. ?Hit me,? she whispered. ?Please hit my ass, Master,? she said just loud enough to be heard. In her fantasy he did. His hand came down hard on her ass making a slapping sound so loud that it hurt Sara’s ears. She said it again, louder this time. Again, he hit her, and again. She begged out loud for it now. She saw herself being spanked, felt the big, hard cock of her Master pounding in and out of her slutty cunt and she came. Sara came like never before. She lost control of herself and was flopping around on her bed. She twitched like that for several seconds before calming down enough to regain control of herself. She quickly realized that her sheets were soaked with sweat and her secretions.
It took a few minutes, but Sara eventually got up and stripped the bed. She jumped into a shower and was soon in her kitchen drinking coffee and eating a light breakfast. She sat there lazily thinking about her orgasm with a smile on her beautiful face. It was among the best she ever had, but what had brought it on? She remembered the handsome man and her vibrator. It took a minute or two before she would let herself remember everything else, but when she did she was suddenly embarrassed again. As she sipped her coffee she became aware of the wetness in her panties again. ?It was all that kinky shit,? she thought, ?That’s what made me cum so hard. Oh my God! I came seeing myself being abused. What the hell is wrong with me??
Just as she was about to analyze the incident, Debbie came strolling into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Debbie was a carbon copy of her mother, with longer golden blond hair that flowed down her young back. She was five feet, three inches, just like her mother, with the same crystal-blue eyes. Her breasts were a bit smaller than her mom’s C cup, but she was just shy of 16. Debbie figured hers would be as big as her mom’s sooner or later. Debbie’s ass was smaller, but perfectly shaped for a young high school girl. It was athletic and well-toned, just like her mom’s was, even if Sara’s was a bit rounder. They had the same perfect, pale, skin as well. ?Mom, what’s for breakfast?? asked the young girl.
?Well, let’s see what I have,? Sara responded as she got up and busied herself with her daughter’s needs. They sat together and ate chatting away like two sisters rather than mother and daughter. In the two years since being left alone, the two had become much closer as they became more dependent on each other. As they chatted away, the topic turned to boys. Sara asked her gorgeous daughter if she was interested in any of the boys at school. Debbie giggled, and said a few, but nothing was happening with anyone at the moment. Then Debbie looked at her mother and got an evil look on her face.
?How about you, Mom, any men in your life??
Sara sighed a heavy sigh and said, ?Unfortunately, no.?
?Really, Mom?? she questioned. ?It sounded like you were in ecstasy earlier this morning. I could hear you from my room. Sara instantly flushed with embarrassment.
?Debbie! How could you? I’m so embarrassed!?
?Don’t sweat it, Mom. It’s ok. You deserve some fun. It’s been a long time since Dad left, and you hardly go out. I think it’s time for you to go out again and start looking for another man, one who will give you the things Dad didn’t. Maybe you can find that master guy who made you cum so hard.
?Debbie!?
?Ah come on, Mom. It’s ok if that’s what you like. Just go out and find a man or master or whatever. I just want you to be happy. You deserve it.
?Thank you, but that was just a fantasy. I would never be into such things.?
?Whatever, Mom, but after what I heard, I think you would be, and, if that’s what does it for you, then you should go for it.
Sara thought about it while they finished breakfast. She saw herself tied to her bed, a shadowy figure standing over her, whip in hand. She was instantly wet. She was scared of what she saw and put it out of her mind. She would not, could not, accept that she liked that which no good girl would ever like. Only a disgusting, self loathing, slut would like such things. Nothing more was said. After a time, Debbie was finished and on her way and Sara was washing dishes.
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