A NIGHTMARE IN PRAGUE
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Hi, my name is Vera and I’m 28 years old. I live in
Prague and have a daughter and I am happily married.
That is, I have been happily married for five years, but
lately some embarrassing things have happened and that’s
what I want to tell you about now.
I have recently given birth to my sweet baby, Zdenka.
I’m breast feeding her, and I have a copious quantities
of milk. Zdenka eats only about a quarter of it, and it
would be a shame to waste it, so I milk it into bottles
and I deliver it to a mother-milk bank every two days.
One trouble is, well, was, that giving milk makes me
horny.
At first I was horrified; how can I get horny by my
suckling sweet angel. She is such an innocent darling,
but then I’ve found (in Google, what else?) that the
same hormones are involved in both lactating and
fucking, and the poor brain just gets confused. And I
was horny to begin with.
After the birth, the obstetrician in the hospital told
us, my husband Zdenek and I, to refrain from sex for
three months. Three months! I was horny even then, not
having had sex for almost all the last month of
pregnancy! But Zdenek, my husband, he always said that
it was for my good, to prevent contamination, like the
doctor had said. He is such a straight laced engineer!
Anyway, a month after the birth I was feeling that I was
going to explode. To be closed at home with nothing to
do, and to get titillated every two hours, without means
to get off. Screw that damned obstetrician! Let herself
go three months without sex, the horny bitch!
Anyway, luckily my mom was there to help me out with
Zdenka, so after about a month of staying jailed at
home, I declared to my hubby that from that day on I
would go and delver the milk myself. It would get me a
two hours’ respite going there and back on the Metro.
And so I did. On Monday I took the full bottles of milk
to the milk-bank, on the other side of the city.
On the way back it was a rush hour and the train was
congested. Suddenly I felt some man pressing against me,
against my ass. I tried to move forward ‘but the bastard
moved with me. You can understand my state of mind, that
I haven’t turned around and slapped him, but on the
contrary, I thought, “What the fuck, let me enjoy at
least! Nothing can happen in this crowd, anyway…” I
may have even wiggled my ass a little… and then I felt
something big and hard poking into my behind!
“It can’t be a penis, ” I thought, “it’s too big and
hard!” I tried to turn back and see, but the train was
too congested. So I reached back and grab-hold: WOW! It
was the biggest cock that I had ever met, and it was now
throbbing, hot and hard, in my hand!
It went through me like a bolt. I got hot, flushed, my
knees wobbled and I moaned. The bastard, whoever he was
understood my predicament and raised the hem of my
skirt. Yes, I wore a skirt. During pregnancy I gained a
lot weight and my previous pants wouldn’t fit me, and
the pregnancy pants are fit for clowns, not for wearing
by a hot chick.
Well, that’s what I liked to think of myself. Before the
pregnancy I was 1. 67 m high and 60 kg and I had a quite
nice pair of boobs. Now they were enormous, swollen and
puffed by all that milk and my ass grew also enormous,
but it would all come off, wouldn’t it?
So it being summer, I was wearing a blue skirt with
white big polka dots, and a light blue blouse. Well
while Im at that I may add that though I’m not
extraordinarily pretty, but I’m definitely not ugly and
many men turn to look after me when I pass them on the
street.
So the bastard was lifting the hem of my skirt, exposing
my ass, and instead of being shocked, scream or
something like that, it made me rather horny-as if a I
haven’t been before! I began to get wet. Then I found
another thing about lactating: it worked both ways. I
mean, not only that I got horny when nursing, when I got
horny I started to leak milk.
So I was now leaking from both my ends, my heart went
thumping wildly, my knees turned into jell-and the huge
cock went and placed itself between my thighs! I skipped
a few heartbeats, my breath turned rugged and noisy and.
. I would have let him fuck me there and then, in
public, but then we arrived at my station. I was saved.
I let the stream of the crowd carry me away and I walked
as in a dream.
And then I felt a hand on the small of my back pressing
against me. My legs stopped obeying me and have gone
under the control of that hand, which directed them to
the men’s public toilets. Even now I can smell the
stench of the place, the look of the amazed crowd of
men, the row of men’s back at the wall- only now that
I’m reliving the situation I’ve realized the they were
peeing! The owner of the mighty cock, for it was he who
led me there, pushed me into an empty cubicle.
Right away he slammed me into the wall, raised my skirt
and pulled off my pants, and before I could even
register it, he was inside me. Oh the feeling! I had
yearned so long for a cock in my cunt and now I had a
King Kong inside! God it was awesome!
I began rocking on the monstrous cock, moaning and
squealing and then the rocking turned into hard heaves
and I stopped breathing-at least it felt like that, I
was so short of breath and I went off, spraying come
juices from my vagina and milk spray from my breast. My
conqueror has come too, sending loads and loads of hot
wet spunk into my open womb, roaring and yelling. Oh,
that was awesome!
When he spun me around, the yet unknown man had first
noticed my dripping breast. He cried out loudly. “Jesus,
what a beauty!” and he buried his face in them, opening
my shirt and pulling up my nursing bra down. It made me
horny once again and I started moaning and heaving, and
had he continued with it, I would have come once again,
but after about a minute of suckling and munching my
nipples he stopped, pushed me on the seat and said that
we should get done, shoving his huge, now only half
erect cock into my face.
I tell you, I’ve never seen such a cock, except perhaps
in porn videos. What a monster! All pink, with a dark
red huge mushroom of a head, It makes me wet even
recalling it. I couldn’t get it into my mouth, so big it
was. The man must have misinterpreted my hesitation,
because he said, “Don’t worry, I’m healthy as an horse!”
I quipped back, “And you’re certainly hung like one. ” I
started to lick that royal cock from the soft, burning
red mushroom to the hairy base, with its two round
companions. OH it was delicious! I love to suck cock,
and Zdenek even used to say that he wasn’t sure what he
preferred, fucking me or having me sucking him. Anyway,
he tasted of my juices, and I love the taste, and a
tinge of salty men’s spunk with a special tasty tinge.
I licked him dry, getting so horny, that I would have
liked a second round, but he said, “You should arrange
yourself a little. Your shirt is quite a mess. Would you
like mine? Oh and by the way my name is Vlad. ”
“Mine is Vera, ” I replied. “It is very gentlemanly of
you to suggest it, but it’ll be much easier to explain a
dirty blouse to my husband than a strange men’s shirt. ”
After rearranging myself we left the cubicle. All the
men’s eyes were on me, drilling into my tits and ass.
But Vlad was very gentlemanly and escorted me out of the
station. We parted on the street.
Zdenek wasn’t at home when I returned but mom was. Even
before she saw the messed up blouse she said that I was
a tramp and a slut and where I was messing around living
my little baby hungry, and don’t ask what she added when
she saw the state of my clothes. But I didn’t heed her
and went straight to suckle my sweetheart. OOH, she ate
so much and was so happy, my little darling! And I had
ample amount of milk, my lately escapades not
withstanding! Yes her suckling did make me horny and I
went from her straight into the bathroom and rubbed
myself to an orgasm, fantasizing on Vlad’s cock.
The next day I couldn’t hold still. At noon, about the
time I had met Vlada, I left the house, after preparing
and adorning myself. I wore a red, short skirt and a
matching blouse, half see-through one. I perfumed
myself, especially down there, in my crotch-thinking
that perhaps I would be lucky, and yes, I wore no
panties. Mom grumbled when she saw that I was leaving
house again, but I retorted that if it was too hard on
her, I could hire another babysitter, and that shut her
up. She adored little Zdenka, almost as much that I did.
It took me two round trips in time metro, up and down
across the city, until I felt Vlad’s hand on my ass
again. And Vlad’s cock. I twirled my ass and again
almost fainted. It sent bolts of fire down into my
crotch, heat waves up to my face and fluttering in my
heart and my belly. OH GOD, what a feeling-one needs to
be a poet to do it justice…
When we dismounted the car and let the crowd carry us
again, Vlad’s hand directed me again to the men’s
toilet-only this time, at the last minute I took control
and turned to the door opposite-the ladies room. There
was the inevitable line in front of the cubicles, but we
crushed the line and entered the one that opened that
moment, disregarding the angry screams and curses. Vlad
tried to bend me over the sink, but I pushed him away,
straight on the seat, straddled him and rode that
magical staff. Oh, how can I describe it? I was in
heaven, riding on cloud nine! How big it was, and how
well it filled my aching cunt…
I started moving up and down, slowly at first delighting
in the fullness and the feeling of being stretched to
the maximum. Quickly the pace increased, when the fuck
sensations overtook me and I started to fuck in earnest
screaming and yelling, and I came in a crash. And all
that time Vlad’s face was buried in my chest, munching
my big, swollen tits and spraying milk like a fountain.
This time it was his shirt and jacket that got messy, my
blouse, being half see-through didn’t. I giggled, that
is after I gained my breath again, and said that I would
suggest him my blouse but that I was afraid that this
would caused more commotion that his stained shirt. He
just laughed, and shoved his dripping cock into my face,
and I delightfully licked it clean.
I was ready for another round but then I begun to
register the banging on the door and the angry shouts
from outside. Hastily arranging ourselves opened the
door to face an angry, shouting crowd of women. They
called me “slut!” and “whore!” and “shame on you,” and
whatnot. But then Vlad did something unbelievable: he
pulled out his huge cock and waved it threateningly on
the crowd. You should see the response! Some cried out
and covered their eyes, some screamed, some licked their
lips, but all of them made way and we walked out of the
toilet through a suddenly quiet crowd. On the street we
parted with along and fervent kiss, and I walked back
home as if in a dream.
That night I woke three times to masturbate. I came to
realize that I was hooked, addicted, and that I was
being unfair to my husband – he should enjoy me, not
some Vlad-type that I didn’t know at all!
Well, riding the metro for three hours, trying to figure
out what said Vlada to no avail possibly helped me get
this insight. Anyway, I decided to put an end to the
affair, but I felt that I had to part from Vlad in a
respectable way.
The day after I reserved a room in an hotel above the
metro station, and went out hunting for Vlad. I pocketed
him on the first ride, and the same well known bolts
went through me when he pressed against me, saying, “I
missed you a lot, yesterday.”
“I did miss you too,” I replied He pulled out his cock
pressing my ass against him. So, pressing, almost
sticking together we went through the crowd in the metro
station. Dont even ask how I felt! All my insides were
turning upside down. I was boiling hot, my knees were
shaking and I scarcely could walk, but I kept to my
plan. Vlad wondered when I went past the toilets, out of
the station, but relaxed when he felt me pulling him to
the elevator.
When we entered our room, we fucked like animals, like
possessed. We were fucking, with his huge cock spearing
my womb even before we hit the bed. After we satisfied
our first hunger, we fucked at a more civilized way-
naaa, what am I babbling! We continued to fuck like
animals in heat. I rode his may-pole to heaven,
squealing and screaming and yelling, and he hammered me
into the bed with such force that I thought he would
nail me onto it.
He rode my tits, spraying huge amounts of milk as
lubricant, and rode my back in the right entrance, he
was too big for ass fucking- with my udders bouncing and
waving, spraying milk all over the bed. -what a mess we
left!- We had sex spooning and he filled my mouth with
sperm, when I succeeded sucking him, in short we did it
in every way we could think of.
I had thought, at first, that our sexcapade would take
an hour or so, actually it took over three hours, and
don’t ask what mom called me when I got home. I can’t
complain, I deserved it. But I made it up to Zdenek, my
husband, that week end. Not that it was an easy job to
persuade him! He was reluctant at first, my husband,
saying that it was dangerous for me. That the
obstetrician had said to refrain from sex for three
months-Three months!- and hardly one month had passed
etc.
I prevailed in the end. I had practically to rape him to
get our sex but then he fucked me thoroughly, all the
weekend. But he made me promise that we will go to my
gynecologist that week, to see if any damage was done-
had he known what size I had got in me!- so we went to
see him the next Tuesday.
My gynecologist had his office across the town, in fact
near to the milk bank. Zdenek joined me in the
examination, and the old doctor wasn’t very happy to
hear from him that we already had sex. Then he examined
my vagina and womb with that tube of his. It made me
horny and I had to bite my lip not to squeal. Mind you,
he shoved a long, warm tube in and out of my vagina-like
what that sound to you? !-Exactly!
He looked and probed for quite a time, but in the end he
said to me that he didn’t see anything wrong, but that
he would like to see me the next week too-ostensibly to
make sure that I got no infection, but I bet that he had
quite a good time fucking me with that tube.
Anyway I went to see him the next week, and has told me
that I was fine but that he thought that I was pregnant.
He wasn’t sure, he said, the old lecher, he had to
examine me again the following week. Yes, I was
pregnant, and it was quite a surprise for me. I didn’t
expect to get pregnant so soon after the birth, with all
that lactating and so-but I kept the fetus.
It was on the third or fourth visit yes, fourth I
think, for I had sex with the good doctor that time- as
I was going out of the building of the clinic who do I
see?! Vlad!
It was as if a bolt hit me. It made me all hot and horny
at once, and I think that it was the same for him too,
since he grabbed my hand and pulled me into some cabinet
for brooms, mops etc. Even before he had time to answer
my question, what he was doing there, my legs were
wrapped round his hips and his huge cock was speared
into my cunt. OH! He could hardly answer, since we used
all the breath that we could spare for fucking. It was
awesome!
We fucked, with my head on some broom and some mop
sticking into my but for stormy ten minutes or so and
then we both came with a gusto. After we regained our
breath it turned out that he had his office on the third
floor, and since we were all messed up, our shirts and
his jacket drenched by my milk and his sweat, we went
there to wash and dry them. It took nearly two hours to
dry my blouse, and being without our shirts, we spent
them well…
Since then we, Vlad and I, had stormy sex every week or
so. What can I say-call it karma, call it fate, it was
probably preordained that we would be sex partners. And
we had the perfect cover-up, which the good old doctor
readily gave us – he got a good lay every now or then,
Yes, I did fuck him. As they say – In for a sheep, in
for a lamb as well – and he did use his cock well, I
must admit!
PS. By the time the story gets sent to Kristen’s, I had
given birth to a sweet baby boy, Vojtech. The
obstetrician – yes the same old bitch has told me that
he has an exceptionally big pecker, but that I needn’t
worry, it meant nothing and would probably mend with
time.
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Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
As I was leaving my room in Prague’s Metamorphis Hotel the door latched behind me at exactly the same instant the door to the next room clicked shut. Dressed for my morning run in black tights and a solid aqua colored short-sleeved running shirt, I said good morning to the man who had just emerged from the room next to mine and began down the hall. “Excuse me,” he said in lightly accented American English. I stopped to look back at the tall brown-haired man who was turning his key in the...
Chapter Three: Tabitha Molested by Henrietta's Pussy Tentacles By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Tabitha screamed. I screamed. My heart hammered in absolute shock. Our small bedroom in the Kensington Boarding School swam around me. This was impossible. This could not be happening. Out of all the strange, life-changing things that happened today, this was too much. I had four purple tentacles sprouting out of my pussy and wrapped about Tabitha's head and flaming hair. The appendages...
Chapter One: Henrietta Molested by the Lesbian Alien By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Merita tried not to panic as the alarms blared in her tiny space shift. She manipulated the controls with her hands and four purple tentacles. She stared at the blue planet before her It filled the curved screen. She was caught in a decaying orbit and her engines had malfunctioned. “I'm going to crash,” she whispered to herself, her tentacles twitching. Violet panic pulsed beneath her skin. She...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
“We’re here!” Grandma cried as she and Grandpa came through the front door with their suitcases. “Grandma!” the children shouted as quickly the five of them surrounded their Grandparents. Grandma and Grandpa hugged them all – letting their hands grab the firm young asses of their grandchildren. Grandma took special care to press her massive bosom against their chests feeling her nipples harden as she did. Grandpa’s large pecker had been hard since...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversMs Nandhini – My School TeacherBy KINGPHANTOMEmail: [email protected] 2Lesson – 1 – How to MasturbateThe morning after I Dry Humped our new class teacher’s ass on our school bus. I woke up hearing my older sister Nithya chechi (Starring “Nithya Menon”) calling out my name. “Shyam you idiot, come on get up. You are late for school. I am gonna tell mom, you better get up.” She shouted at me. It’s a curse to share a room with your older sister. She wants to decide on everything that’s...
Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversThe whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as she had been when her hair was long. “Men prefer long hair,” she complained to her husband one night, not long after she made the dramatic transformation. But despite his constant reassurances, she still felt...
Wife LoversIt had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee series are intended for adult readers only. Reproduction in any form may not be done without permission of the author. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Eleven: Julie and I crawled into bed together spent as Richard retired to his room. However, just before heading up to bed, Benjamin and I shared a private moment at the door before he headed back to his home. He kissed me tenderly and told me that he'd like to see me...