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Alrighty. This is my first story, so if you like it, good! If not, that's ok.

I would like to thank jacuzzigal for her assistance and expertise as an editor. You are a doll!

I would also like to thank Aussie Bard, who tale "Who's Sorry Now' inspired this one. If you haven't read it yet GO NOW!

And thanks for reading!

"I'm Home!"

A simple statement. A statement said millions of times a day all over the world. But this day, in this house, Cindy Brock again said a silent prayer to God thanking him for the return of her husband of five years, Kevin.

"I'm in the kitchen dear. Make yourself comfortable. Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes!" Cindy looked over the meal she had prepared. Not complicated but he likes it. Nothing to make him suspicious of her actions.

"God I hope this works...I love him so much and I almost..." Tears start to form in her eyes but she stops them. "Can't ruin my make up, have to play it safe."

To understand why she has to play it safe we have to go back in time to last year. Last year Cindy's former best friend Carol caught her husband in an affair with a young intern at his business. Devastated she turned to Cindy and Kevin. They took her in and supported her.

That's when the trouble began. Carol came to Cindy one day and told her that she knew Kevin was having an affair. Cindy tried to argue but Carol brought up him coming in late, his recent cold attitude to her and then brought out the credit card statements. On them were charges for a hotel stay; a bill for delivered flowers, expensive lunches and the most damaging charge: a bill for an expensive necklace from a local store.

Cindy was crushed, but Carol convinced her to get even with Kevin before she confronted him. So they went out and got Cindy a lover, Ricky. Now Ricky knew his thing and he took advantage of the injured wife. Soon she was doing things for him that she would never do for her husband, anal, swallowing and more. A month after they started, Cindy made a tape of them and sent it to Kevin telling him she had been getting even with him, she didn't think she can get over his cheating, and she might be pregnant and in love with Ricky.

Kevin asked her to dinner to talk things over; Cindy brought Ricky and Carol along. They assaulted Kevin with their evidence but before Cindy could ask for a divorce, two of Kevin's coworkers showed up. They were an older couple and the woman, Susan, was not only his boss but also his mentor at work as well. They started talking to them all, thinking Carol and Ricky where an item. Cindy fumed there waiting for them to leave. Then the bombshell hit.

"Oh and Kevin thank you for that gift you gave me and Tom."

"Gift?" Carol and Cindy both asked.

"Yes, you know... For our twentieth anniversary Kevin sent us on a new honeymoon.... it wasn't far, only in the next town, but with all the work we've been getting it was a needed break. We even used new names and everything. It was so ...dirty, so secretive, so forbidden so ... wrong it was great! I even took my wedding ring off in front of that poor girl at the reception desk letting her think me and Mr. Jones here where having an affair!" The couple laughed as Ricky, Carol and Cindy sat speechless.

"You have a great husband here, and I am sorry that he had to stay late after work all those months. But I really needed his help and then after all of that, he arranged this wonderful gift.... did he think this up all himself or did you have a hand in it?"

Before Cindy could answer, Kevin said they had to leave to visit someone. They all said their goodbyes and left. Kevin would not let them say a word as he drove them all to a house in the suburbs; there they talked to one of the sales girls at his workplace and her husband. Then bomb number two hit.

"Thank you for the flowers. They where really appreciated," the sales girl's husband said.

"Does he like being cuckolded?" Cindy thought, and then saw the tears in the girl's eyes.

"We should leave," Kevin stated. As they went into the car, Kevin looked at Cindy and said, "She lost the baby a few months ago.... stillborn and 4 months premature."

Kevin's cold eyes tore Cindy's heart in two. In silence they drove back to Cindy's car. Ricky made a hasty retreat, and Cindy and Carol drove home together silently. When they arrived they saw another car in the driveway next to Kevin's.

Before they entered the booming laugh of Kevin's mother, Alice, could be heard. They came in to find the two of them laughing and making jokes. This confused them both; the fact that Kevin and Alice hadn't gotten along since his father died was no little family secret. Then two things struck both Carol and Cindy. The necklace around Alice's neck, and the fact her breasts were smaller, a lot smaller.

Noticing their stares, Alice laughed again. "Oh come on, the doctor did a great job...and they where giving me back pains anyway!"

"Nice to see you have such a good disposition on this Mom," Kevin said, slowly turning to look at Cindy.

"Well, your grandmother had this and so did your aunt Tweets! And if that little bore can beat this then so can I!"

"Beat what?" came the hesitant question from Carol, though both her and Cindy feared they knew the answer.

"Breast cancer."

Turned out Alice's doctor, who was an old family friend, had broke confidentiality and told Kevin of Alice's condition. Then one day he showed up at her work and asked her to lunch. There he gave her the necklace and told her he knew. That started the reconciliation between the two. No son wants to lose his mother.

Eventually Alice left, but not before filling Cindy's ears with praise for her loving husband and reminding him of their lunch date for Wednesday. Then the house went silent. Before either of the women could talk, Kevin told Carol to leave. When she headed to the door, he stopped her saying, "No I mean from here...permanently. Get your stuff and leave."

That night Kevin and Cindy didn't talk. Cindy was too embarrassed and confused. They didn't talk the next day either. Kevin moved into the guest room that Carol had been using. That Friday he told Cindy he was hurt but he still wanted to try and stay together. That was three months ago. They had tried to talk but the pain, guilt and anger kept getting in the way. Just as Cindy was losing hope, Kevin brought up going to a marriage counselor. She agreed and their appointment was set for Thursday.

Now, where did we leave off?

"Have a good day at work?" Cindy asked coming into the living room.

"Mondays are hell, especially now."

"What's different now?"

Kevin gave her a questioning look, then a flash of anger crossed his face, but both were replaced with a bit of sorrow.

"I forgot...While she was here we didn't talk much..."

"I'm sorry. I was just trying to help her."

"Now let's not start this, not today...lets just wait for Thurday," he sighed. "Susan left the company"

"What!? When?"

"A few days after our little dinner. Seems she and her husband felt they had reconnected and didn't want to lose that again. So she took an early retirement. Now we are short handed, and overworked with more work coming."

"Who's going to replace her?"

"So far management hasn't done anything, just sit and spin their wheels." He let out another sigh. "So I have stepped up and took over the department unofficially. No one complained. In fact, old Charles was wondering when I would jump in," Kevin laughed, "The only good thing is Amber, the head of human resources, told me today that they have stopped looking outside the company. In fact she said that I will be named acting head in a few days."

"Oh honey that's great! If they do that you will get the job! I know it!" squealed Cindy as she jumped up from her seat and came over to give Kevin a hug. But just before she could wrap her arms around him, he got up.

"Ah sorry ... I have to ... ah ...go to the bathroom and change." Kevin slowly exited the room leaving Cindy behind.

Damn, Cindy thought, this was such good news, but I... Cindy stopped herself. I can't cry now, she thought. She had a plan. A plan that formed in her head over the weekend and was determined to see it though. A plan to get her husband back.

Over dinner Cindy questioned him on his work, and what changes he was going to make in the department. Cindy really didn't understand too much of his work but was interested in his life. She'd been missing him for months. There was so much to catch up on; Susan's leaving only made this more apparent.

Later while Kevin finished watching the late news, Cindy got ready. Admiring herself in the mirror, she debated putting her hair up or down, deciding on down.

"A good choice," she said to herself about her outfit. Nothing too sexy. In fact she had gotten rid of all the clothes that she had bought for Ricky. All the sexy frilly ones and especially the outfit she wore in that tape. Tonight she was wearing a cotton dress shirt she bought for Kevin when they first got married. It said XL on the package but was really more of XXXL.

She still laughed remembering when he put it on the first time. He looked like a child in its folds. Cindy was totally engulfed in it. And the shorts. Boxers she had gotten from the same place the next week. They were too small to fit him. A little large on her small frame but she could still wear them.

Entering the living room Cindy saw the bikini clad antics of some enhanced blonde on the set, "What are you watching?"

" The miracles of modern medicine. And for only ten thousand dollars you too can be a famous actress!"

"You think I could look like that?" Cindy asked with a devilish grin on her face.

A smirk crosses Kevin's face for just a second as Cindy sits down with him on the couch. "I don't think so. Somehow I think you have to work out to get that way and we both know the most you work out is taking the credit card from your purse to the cashier - and you need to be spotted for that"

"Oh you ass!" Cindy screamed with a laugh. Just a few years ago she would have taken him seriously. But now she knew his sense of humor, his wicked style of verbal paring foreplay. "I'll show you a work out!"

With that, she ripped one of the decorative pillows off the couch and started to pummel him with it. It didn't take long before he grabbed his own and returned the assault.

"Wait, wait! We are going to tear..."

"I don't care I'm going to get you for that mister!"

Kevin dropped his pillow and started to struggle with his wife, eventually grabbing her wrists and pinning her down on the couch. They looked each other in the eyes, panting. A light laugh started between them. Then Kevin slowly, oh so slowly, lowered his lips to hers. Tenderly they started to kiss, the first real kiss they shared since that night months ago.

Slowly their kisses increased in number and intensity. Kevin released her wrists and traced her outstretched arms with his fingertips. Slowly he brought his hands to her sides and caressed her along the waist and the sides of her soft breasts. He broke their kiss and kissed the side of her face slowly, moving delicately across her flesh as he made his way to her neck, tasting her light perfume. There he licked, sucked and kissed her while his hand found the buttons on the shirt, opening them. With the last button released, he started to trace every curve on her body. Around her small pert breasts, down her small stomach and back up her slightly ticklish sides, causing small squeaking noises to escape her lips.

After a few minutes of this slow assault, he brought his right hand up to cup the back of her head, while his left snaked it way down to the boxers. As his hand passed the waistband on the shorts, he traced his kisses down to her breasts, slowly kissing the outline of them just as his fingers traced just a minute ago. His left hand entered her shorts and caressed the warm flesh on her thighs, fingers dancing along her smooth skin. Delicately he made his way to her sex; his fingers brushed their way through her brown pubic hair.

Good thing I let that grow out, Cindy thought to herself for just a second before the heat of his breath descended on her nipple.

"Oh God...."

Kevin cupped her groin, holding her while she slowly tried to grind herself into his hand. He massaged her, feeling her moistness, slowly spreading his fingers and, with them, her. Cindy spread her legs to give him better access as his tongue flickered over her now very sensitive nipple. Like a piano player playing the concert of his life, Kevin played his fingers around her clit, spreading her juices. Cindy panted and gasped under his touch.

"Kevin, don't torture me like this, please...Oohhh..." Cindy arched herself against Kevin, driving her breasts into his face as he slowly entered her with his fingers. He continued to play with her sex while his other hand rubbed her neck, and his mouth made a circuit from one breast to the next. This body assault continued until Cindy could take it no more. As the orgasm overwhelmed her, she wrapped her arms around him pulling him into her chest and spanned her legs around his body, pinning him. Slowly the waves of pleasure begun to slow and cease. She started to release her grip but not before kissing him on the top of his head.

"Wow.... oh wow honey...." Cindy panted. Kevin sat back trying to get his breath, then he caught the gleam in his wife's eye.

"Your turn." Cat-like Cindy stalked across the couch towards her prey.

"Ah, Cin-" His words were cut off by a kiss. Still kissing him, Cindy pulled his shirt up over his chest then kissed down his face, down his neck and then to his chest. There she ran her fingers trough his chest hair, while she started to kiss and lick at his chest.

"What are you-?"

"Just making my way, dear. Relax"

Cindy wanted to make this last but that could be for later...now she just had to return the pleasure that he gave her. She kissed her way down his body to his sweatpants, where she worked her fingers into them. Kevin raised himself off the couch allowing her to take off his pants, not expecting her to take his boxers with them. Cindy lowered her face onto his freshly revealed cock, letting her breath heat the space between them.

As a moan came from Kevin she took him in her hand and placed her mouth over the head of his cock. She didn't close her mouth yet. She let him get used to her heat, and the moistness of her mouth. Looking up she started to wrap her tongue around his head, but was disappointed to see that he had laid his head back. She wanted to look into his eyes as she made love to him with her mouth. After watching him for a while and knowing that he couldn't take it much longer she took him deeper into her mouth, slowly letting him into her depths. Her head started to bob up and down, as she took more and more of him into her mouth on each descent. Cindy grasped the sides of his hips as she moved on his manhood, slowly but hungrily increasing in speed. Soon she began to feel his cock flex in her mouth and she knew that he was ready.

"Oh, Cindy - " Kevin moaned. He lifted his head and looked at his wife, just as she looked up and into his eyes.

She saw that his eyes were filled with love and lust for a second, and then they flashed in anger, confusion and pain. A cold hand grasped Cindy's heart just a second before he pushed her off his member.

"NO!" The scream left Kevin's lip as Cindy fell into the floor. "No," he gasped again, pulling himself up off the couch before looking at her again. Before she could say a word, he pulled his sweats up and headed to the guest room.

Stunned, she lay there for a minute before scrambling to her feet and raced to the closed door of the guestroom. Before she could open it to explain, to talk, to plead, she was stopped by the sound that killed her heart and wounded her very soul. She heard her husband crying.

Cindy was awoken by the sound of Kevin's car leaving the garage. She opened her tear-encrusted eyes and looked at the clock at the bedside.

"Oh no, now he's going into work over an hour early."

The rest of the morning Cindy cleaned the house, wishing that she hadn't switched days at work to have today off. She had such dreams that today they could spend the day in bed, Kevin calling in sick to work, reconnecting with her husband.

But last night that came to a stop.

Around noon, as Cindy made herself some lunch, she heard a car pull into the driveway.

"He's back...." Cindy rushed to the door and opened it to get to her husband. But he wasn't there. It was her parents.

Retired early due to her father's investments, they lived in the next town, just twenty minutes away but she didn't get to see them much.

A week after Kevin's 'outing', Cindy went to them and confessed her sins. Both of them promised to get her a good attorney and to "stick it" to Kevin. Cindy's reply that she and Kevin were trying to make it seemed to depress them. They never liked Kevin. He was too laid back for her over-stressed and aggressive father and too 'lower class' for her status-happy mother.

But they put their feelings aside for the happiness of their daughter. Then when it seemed that she could 'be rid of' Kevin they were overjoyed. That just angered the despondent Cindy, and they argued. This was the first time that she had seen them since that night. They chatted on the phone but it was strained and uncomfortable for all of them.

"Mommy!" Cindy raced out of the door and wrapped her arms around her mother, tears staining her dark blue dress.

"So has he finally left?" her mother asked.

"Martha," came the stern reply from her husband. "We didn't come here to argue."

"It's an honest question, Thomas."

"Let's get inside," Thomas stated as he took his only daughter by her shoulders and led her in.

He sat Cindy on the couch as Martha gathered some drinks together from the kitchen.

Returning she commented, "Honestly, they just need to divorce. I don't know what he is trying to do."

"He's tying to save our marriage after I fucked it up, Mother!" screamed Cindy. "I messed up. I am the problem, not him."

"No he's just getting revenge on you by dangling a carrot in front of you before he snatches it away."

"Why would you say such a thing? He loves me, he always has."

"No, he loves having an attractive wife that he can't hope to match. He loves being a lowly accountant with a bride that can turn men's heads, the little-"

"Martha, I am warning you," started Thomas only to be cut off by Cindy.

"An accountant? Accountant? He's not an accountant. He has a degree in business just like Daddy. Sure it's not from Harvard but it's from a good school. And for your information, he's not lowly. He's about to be promoted to the head of his department."

"How's that dear? That Mrs. Queensberry has been heading up that division for years," inquired Thomas.

"She retired recently to be with her husband. And Kevin has taken over running the department. And for your information, Mother," Cindy spat out, "when he does get promoted he will be making more money than Daddy was at his age."

"Impressive." Thomas seemed to be surprised by the developments at Kevin's work.

"Well, all I can say it is that still doesn't change a thing. Making you live here so far from us, from your friends, making you take a job, and not doing his duty and giving us grandkids. I understand exactly why you felt you had to look outside you marriage."

"Mom, what are you saying?" Cindy stammered. She sat for a second looking at her mother. "You want to know why you are not a grandmother by me? It's not because he has been neglecting me, Mother. It's because I didn't want children."

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The Ass Licker – Fetish

Vanessa had just finished combing her hair in the business’s bathroom when Amanda walked in. For a brief moment, their gaze met in the mirror, until Julia walked back outside without saying a single word.

Clever girl,’ Vanessa wondered, applying a new layer of lipstick. ‘Didn’t want me catching you smoking in the restroom”. She got closer to the mirror, smacking her red lips. Enough to make her look sexy, but not to make her look vulgar. It matched pretty well with her black hair tied in a bun, a killer combination that gave her skinny figure presence enough to attract the right gazes, but not enough to award her the “slut of the office”. Not that she cared, though; Vanessa endured seven years in this business being called much worse stuff right on her face.

Snitch, arse licker, boss’ bitch, even rag! Ok, maybe her attitude made her look slightly older than her actual 30’s, but wasn’t rag a little too much? Nonetheless, Vanessa knew popularity doesn’t matter, as long as you deliver results. And to call Vanessa an overachiever would be an understatement, everyone knew she was excellent. But that’s not the only thing that led her to the Sales Department Supervisor position she was in.

As she walked to the elevator, she could hear faint whispers around.

Three people,‘ she wondered. ‘From the IT department? The new hires. Better keep an eye on them.

As the elevator stopped for her to enter, all passengers quietly exited. No new faces this time, no gossip to hear, no new info for her boss. As the elevator moved, she checked her reflection once more.

“Mr. Wang?,” Vanessa politely asked as she opened the door. On the other side of a beautifully decorated room, Mr. Wang, the Branch Manager, gestured for her to come in and sit across the dark wood desk he worked at.

“What do you have for me?,” the gray-haired man asked without looking away from his laptop.

“I know it hasn’t been long since my last report, but this is worth your time,” Vanessa smiled, unlocking her phone and opening its gallery. In it, various pictures of the new employee, a middle-aged woman called Rosa, smoking in the bathroom. Considering the angle, it was clear the pictures were taken without her noticing it. Wang waved his hand, a signal for Vanessa to exit his room, and reached out for a phone on his desk. Her job was done.

Vanessa knew her raise would be coming soon; it had been six months since Wang promised her it for her continuous efforts in keeping him informed of everything that happened on the lower floors. Rosa had just joined the business at the right time, and in less than a week did what no one dared doing in front of “the boss’ bitch”: she messed up.

The supervisor took her sweet time walking back to her desk, stopping by to drink coffee and reflect on what would be the next step after her promotion. Maybe Wang himself would become insufficient for the role at some point; maybe even he could have a secret his own boss would like to know about.

But Vanessa’s long coffee break was soon interrupted when a furious Rosa walked in the kitchen followed by two security guards.

You bitch!,” Rosa screamed, being stopped by one of the guards right before a slap could hit Vanessa. “You told him! You took the pictures, didn’t you?!,” the older woman kept screaming, resisting the guards’ attempts to carry her away. Vanessa kept a cold facade, but could feel her heart beating faster. Rosa was bigger, older, and definitely much tougher than her. “I should have listened when they told me you were an ass. You know what? Heed my words: even if now I’m the one being let out, from now on may the egocentrism in your every step drag you to the bottom; so come and see me once you understand the weight your words can carry!

For some reason she couldn’t explain, those nonsensical words shook Vanessa to her very core. A few minutes may have passed until she went back to her senses, walking out of the cafeteria with Rosa’s wicked laughter still echoing in her head. She sat down at her desk, unable to properly process what just happened.

“A crazy woman knows your name and where you work, Vanessa,” she whispered to herself, considering if her raise would be enough to pay for a few months worth of private security. Even if it wasn’t, Mr. Wang owed her that much at this point, since he must have been the one who told Rosa about the pictures. Still, she knew worrying about it further would do her no immediate good.

Better focus on work and get my ass a ride home afterwards,’ she wondered to herself, scrolling through the piled up sales reports that awaited in her mailbox. Over an hour went by until she came across one of the new salesperson’s reports, with a miscalculation on page 8. It described stock being sold at 1.3% less than it should. The salesperson’s name seemed to be Allan. A fitting new target.

The walk to Allan’s desk felt uncomfortable, her hips somehow tight against the skirt’s fabric. She was sure that the new skirt was M size, so it should be more than enough space for her petite frame. Maybe she was eating too much sugar? Nonetheless, the discomfort wasn’t enough to make her think about it for more than the ten seconds it took her to get to Allan.

“Care to explain this?,” she asked out loud, releasing the recently-printed report on the young man’s desk.

“Sorry?,” Allan asked, staring at Vanessa with a confused look. Apparently, he wasn’t in the business for long enough to know that looking Vanessa directly in the eyes was a bad idea.

“I assked if you can explain what is going on in this sales report,” she repeated. Vanessa hated repeating herself, but apparently the boy was slow. Wang would probably like to know about that in their next sync. Without even noticing, Vanessa adjusted her posture, the discomfort slightly growing underneath her skirt.

“I-Is there something wrong with my report? Is that what you are trying to say?,” he asked, flipping through page after page, clearly not knowing what to search for.

“What? Are you the type of person who needs hand holding to do your tassks, Allan?,” she asked coldly, yet feeling her insides boiling up. Her day was bad enough as it was, and the increasingly distracting tight skirt wasn’t exactly improving her patience. She tried to straighten up, an act that both showed dominance and reduced the discomfort.

“I’m sorry, but can you show me what I did wrong? This is all very new to me,” the boy said, and Vanessa knew he was a lost case. Maybe she should actually pay Mr. Wang a second visit today.

What followed happened so abruptly that both sides of the conversation (and any on-lookers) didn’t manage to react in time. At the same time Vanessa started replying, her skirt gave up with a loud ripping sound, like elastane stretched to its limits. However, this was nothing compared to what came out of the woman’s mouth at the exact same time.

“Well Allan, why don’t you stop assking me questions and start kissing my fat bubble butt?,” Vanessa asked with her usual emotionless voice, only afterwards feeling what she said sinking in. For what felt like an endless second, the two stared at each other, in complete disbelief. Then, without uttering any further words, Vanessa turned her back, covering her posterior with her right hand, and quickly walked away.

“Kissing your… What?,” he asked, not even realizing his supervisor had just stolen his stapler.

Vanessa closed the restroom door behind her with a slam, confident no one would enter as long as she was inside.

What the fuck did I just say,‘ she wondered to herself, seeing her face crimson in embarrassment as she stared through the mirror. But that wasn’t the only thing to be concerned about: looking at her rear, she could see the few strings of fabric that kept her skirt somewhat in place. Right on the middle of her ass, a large rip revealed the tight yellow panties she was wearing. However, that didn’t seem right, as those panties were almost baggy that morning.

She checked her body in the mirror in horror. There was no mistaking it: her bottom had somehow expanded, outgrowing what should be fairly loose clothes on her petite constitution. Even covered by what remained of her skirt, her hips looked wider, and her thighs fatter. Not to mention her ass itself: its cheeks felt firm and heavy when she groped them, and Vanessa almost gasped in pleasure when her fingers sunk in its flesh.

She covered her mouth in shock: why the hell did groping her own ass suddenly feel so good? And just following her moan, she heard the flush from one of the cabins. Someone was in the bathroom with her. Before she could say anything, though, she heard a woman’s voice.

“Sammy, Julia, I told you to check if someone is here before having your fu-,” Amanda said as she opened the cabin’s door, before freezing at the sight of Vanessa. Even in that frail state, the supervisor didn’t flinch at the sound of Amanda’s words. Employee’s fucking in the bathroom was too good to ignore. Wang would love to hear about it.

“Oh my God Vanessa, I-I didn’t know it was you… Please, keep this between us,” Amanda begged with tears in her eyes, getting closer to Vanessa.

“Amanda, you know I can’t let this go… Relationships between employees are prohibited, and sex in the office would only be allowed if it involved someone rawing my round Brazilian rump!,” she exclaimed before suddenly groping her ass and moaning once more. Amanda took a step back, for the first time seeing Vanessa going truly livid. “Get out of here, dumbassss!,” the supervisor screamed, for some reason feeling a pinch of pleasure when saying that last word.

A confused Amanda dashed out of the restroom without even washing her hands, and Vanessa found herself panting in a mix of arousal and panic. What the hell was she saying? It wasn’t only her body acting weird, she was acting weird. Her own reflection looked like a mess, and yet she was aroused for some reason. She swallowed air, before reaching for the stapler she stole from Allan to try and put her skirt back together.

“An allergic reaction, that’s it,” the woman whispered to herself as she stapled the fabric of her skirt. She supposed her posterior would now probably fit in a large M or small G skirt much better. “There is no way my big fat assss could get any bigger and rounderFuck, why am I talking like this?!,” she almost shouted, stapling a final part of the skirt. She was aware it looked weird, but should be enough to hide her panties until she got home.

Vanessa washed her face and combed her hair once more. Arching with such a tight skirt was hard, but nothing ripped this time around. As she walked out of the restroom, she couldn’t withstand a sudden urge to once again squeeze one of her ass cheeks with all her might. Letting out just a delicate squeal, she opened the door.

The woman did her best to walk back to her desk without dragging attention to her ass, but that was no easy task. Not only was she wearing a stapled undersized skirt, she also felt weirdly conscious of the movements she made. She wasn’t just walking, she could feel the flesh in her ass jiggling, her hips swaying much more than they used to, and the gazes her inflated bottom were attracting. But for some reason it didn’t feel bad in the slightest.

In fact, even the touch of her skin against the fabric of her panties could be felt in detail, as if it was an erogenous zone of her body being slightly caressed. Vanessa could actually feel her insides warming up, but she couldn’t afford to get wet on top of everything that was happening.

She sat back at her desk, refusing to look in Allan’s direction. Something felt off, so she tried to adjust the height of her chair, before realizing she was taller due to the cushion her ass had grown into.

A warm, voluptuous, round and bubbly cushion,‘ the words came to her head, and soon she was dozing off thinking about her own ass. It was big, but it could be so much bigger. ‘Oh,’ she wondered, ‘it must feel pretty good to massage something between them, to squeeze a warm meaty shaft until…‘.

It must have been for no more than two minutes, but when she shook the thoughts away, she felt her stomach sink: while lost in thoughts about her own posterior, she destroyed a printed document that rested on her table. Not by ripping it, but by drawing in it with a pencil. All around the first pages of the document several asses had been drawn. Some small, some enormous, some being penetrated. For some bizarre reason, she couldn’t stop thinking about ass. About her own ass, on top of that. She hid the papers in a drawer and shook her head. Vanessa needed a distraction and work needed to be done.

Once again, she tried to forget her issues by sinking into piles of emails and tasks. But this time it was harder, as even the pressure against the chair felt like too much to ignore. But finally, distraction came: a notification about a mandatory system update, right in the middle of working hours. Definitely a mess up by the new IT employees.

“Mr. Wang, I have the perfect gift for you,” she whispered to herself. “Just think about the repercussions of three IT new hires triggering a faulty update… They would definitely love to sink their faces on my elephant-sized donk!,” her voice went from a whisper to shouts, unable to hold back a sudden urge. As Vanessa got up in panic, her skirt finally gave up, ripping in more parts than she could fix with a staple.

This time she could feel in painfully pleasurable details as her ass grew even further, ripping her panties and exposing her generous butt crack. As flesh wobbled out, free from the fabric, she found herself moaning once again and, with a fluid movement, spanked her own cheeks loudly enough to get everyone’s attention.

“Don’t look at my jiggly ghetto booty, which I can’t stop exposing and spanking! Get back to work!,” she shouted, before slapping her ass once more. The scene was so surreal that no one could utter a word. But then, Allan let out a laugh. And so did Amanda. And soon, half of her team was giggling, trying not to look at her. Finally broken out from her stupor, Vanessa tried to run away, but found the impulse to just walk swaying her bottom like a pendulum too compelling to withstand.

She now knew what was happening: it was Rosa. ‘Whatever that witch did to give me a twerking full moon, it seems to be progressing more and more. I want to shake my booty in public and I want everyone to see it,‘ she wondered, feeling her head being more and more taken by a bizarre obsession with her posterior. Something was making it get worse, but she didn’t know what. She needed to discover Rosa, to undo what was happening.

The heavy-bottomed girl knew the only person she could trust to give her Rosa’s address was Mr. Wang. He trusted Vanessa, she was sure he would help her solve that mess. The woman did her best to keep her fast pace, but the urge to walk in a swaying motion was just too much. It wasn’t as if an external force was causing her to do this, it was almost a compulsion, a desire. And as she dragged the gaze of every desk worker, male or female, she passed by, she could feel her interiors warmer. It wasn’t only her body, her mind was changing.

I won’t let this slide,‘ she wondered to herself, feeling her breathing heavier from arousal. ‘Once I get to Mr. Wang, while I shove my monster assss on his face, I will tell him all about these fuckers. You, you and…,‘ and that was when she had to stop walking.

Once again, her panties started stretching. The few strands left from her skirt fell on the ground, as even her panties gave way for the enormous posterior to grow. “Oh my God, I’m growing a massive, cock-loving arse, and I want everyone to know it!,” Vanessa shouted, as the wobbling mass of flesh expanded. She could feel each inch of it pushing forward, while still keeping an almost unnaturally round, wobbly shape. There was not a single stretch mark on it, just two monstrous cheeks that now outgrew her head by easily double its size.

She didn’t want anyone to see it, but at the same time she wanted everyone to look at her. The pleasure was growing to new heights, and before she knew it, her body had arched on its own, putting the already fat posterior even more on the spotlight. Unable to withstand most of her urges, she stopped in the middle of the corridor and spread her butt cheeks open, barely able to reach her own asshole, and clapped them together. She couldn’t withstand the desire to play with her butt, to show her butt, to think about how she could pleasure her butt.

For whatever reason, everyone around didn’t seem worried, or at least tried to help her. Was this part of Rosa’s spell? Or did everyone just cared so little for her all along? Whatever the reason was, she tried to sway her way towards Eric, the young assistant that ran errands in the office. He should be afraid enough of Vanessa to help her reach the elevator.

“Eric, please, this is so embarrassssing,” she said, the bare wondered of her donk sending shivers across her cheeks. “You need to help me get this jiggly sloppy messss of an asss,” she said, stopping only to loudly slap her own ass once more, “to the shaft of Mr. Wang, so that I can wobble and twerk on him assss much assss this assss needs to,” she kept trying to explain, groping her butt. Her mind was filled with thoughts of it, and the assistant could barely find out what she was trying to say. That was when she noticed the bulge in his pants, and she could feel another shiver across her ass.

Vanessa was horny, hornier than she had ever been, and yet she couldn’t think about pleasuring her pussy; she needed to use her ass. Not necessarily to have her anus penetrated, she needed to have someone rub against it, spank it, lick it, use it to masturbate, acknowledge it. She still wanted to get to Mr. Wang, to discover Rosa more than anything, but the impulses were too strong and, before she knew it, she was rubbing her enormous trunk against Eric’s clothed erection.

She once more woke from her trance when she felt the assistant’s hand carefully opening the zipper of his own pants, trusting his erect cock in her asscrack. It couldn’t even reach her asshole, deeply buried between her cheeks, but just the feeling of masturbating him with her butt was enough to give her more pleasure than she had ever felt.

Before Eric could cum, she managed to break free of it, although the mix of arousal and her new found obsession made it so her words could barely convey anything that didn’t relate to her ass. She left a confused Eric behind, and finally reached the elevator, swaying inside of it, panting.

Although her body and her thoughts were a mess, her will was intact, and Vanessa could still think of how fucked Eric was once this was all over with. ‘I will walk my wobble butt to Mr. Wang, spank and grope myself, and assssk him to fuck my colossal rack and fire this fucker‘. This was the last wondered she had before the door opened and a new expansion started.

As she exited the elevator and wobbled to her boss’ room, she tried her best to keep her thoughts organized amidst the torturous pleasure of having her ass growing even further. After all, the worst part was finally over: now all she needed to do was explain everything to Mr. Wang. They knew each other for years, he would definitely believe Vanessa and, together, they would discover Rosa and free her from the spell.

Contrary to her initial intentions however, instead of opening Mr. Wang’s door and calling his name, all Vanessa did was burst it open and, with her bottom fully exposed, turned her back to the manager and started groping herself. If it wasn’t for the sheer mass of her butt, her vagina would be on full display.

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We've all had a hunch that Ryan Gosling is actually just an interstellar sex viking on the prowl for human concubines, but here are 5 shirtless pictures of him that settle it once and for all! LADIES BEWARE: fainting may occur!
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O.M.G. Not only is this picture absolutley jawdropping, but the helmet in the background is clearly of Zørgian origin. Since a Sex Viking's skillset is typically only comprised of seducing human women, interstellar space travel can be a treacherous journey for them. Luckily, Zørgs are an adroit species, and their safety craftsmanship is known far and wide throughout the Drocco Empire.

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Hubba hubba! I'll take two tickets to the gun show please! But seriously... that light in the background is clearly a sentient sex orb. Using erotic transference, a sentient sex orb transmits intimate desires that the concubine may posses to the conciousness of the Sex-Viking, resulting in the highest form of sexual ecstasy.

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Um ladies, who doesn't wish they were Emma Stone right about now? Amiright?! It is not unusual for a Sex Viking to give great attention to his concubines; looking at them intently, studying every inch of their body. Nothing less will satisfy him. Not to mention, the decorative gourd seen in the background is actually a Zørgian urn used for storing/transporting human ovaries.

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If you think Ryan's body looks "out of this world" here, then you'd be right! While his body may seem extremely muscular and sexy, a build of this type is actually quite commonplace on the interstellar dust cloud behind the sun known as Zørg. Ladies, I think I know where I'm planning my next vacation!

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My sister's legs, so soft and sweet,
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Her skin so smooth, no trace of hair,
They look so sexy, crossed in a chair.

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Garters attached, neatly in place.
The sexy material leads to her feet,
Wearing high heels, my heart skips a beat.

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I kiss her sweet foot, my tongue begins to trace.

Her pretty toe nails, all painted red,
The sweet scent of her feet, goes strait to my head.
One by one, I suck on each toe,
The desire in my cock, continues to grow.

The tip of her toes, caress my hard cock,
My heart skips a beat, my hips start to rock.
The sight of her feet caressing my balls,
Causes me to cum like Niagara Falls.

I thrust my hips, my cum shoots out high,
A couple of drops, land up on her thigh.
The rest of my cum, lands on her feet,
Covering her toes, as she continues to beat.

My sister's legs all covered in spew,
I even came on her high heel shoe.
My love for my sister is so real,
I just love the way that she makes me feel.

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After a human being is born, the first thing that gives them an identification blueprint is the term “boy, girl or 3rd gender”. This identity is based on reproductive anatomy, genitals, chromosomal/genetic structure. The dynamic element to the identity blueprint gifted to us at birth is the nature vs. nature factor that unfolds over time.

Sexuality is unique to everyone despite the gender-based foundation pillars being distinctly clear to demark a human category. A swim into the history of the concept related to gender and sexuality is dramatic. The current understanding is dynamic as it propagates “to be who we naturally feel and connect with as a living being” rather than the traditional perspective.

Let’s understand some fundamental aspects of sexuality as it’s a tree that is evolving into new branches over time. Some of these ideation saplings blossom, whereas some are pruned due to limited understanding of the current human societal standards. Dr. Dennis Dailey, Sigmund Freud, William Masters & Virginia Johnson, Kurt Freund, Albert Ellis, etc made outstanding contributions on varied prerequisites. And added to our current understanding of sex, sexuality, and the brain/body process attached to it.

The question of, "Why is sex, or sexuality, so vital for a human being across their lifespan?" comes across every individual's mind. Although it also has been a controversial topic for centuries, copulation/ reproduction in its fundamental essence is why we all came into existence, apart from current possibilities of cloning, genetic modification, etc.

The next level of evolution of this aspect of human life is when our sexuality, gender, and sexual orientation define who we are as an individual. In addition to that, it describes our character, traits, and role in society/community. The other level is more complex, wherein we connect to another being based on our sexuality or sexual orientation.

This connection can be on a physical, emotional, social, or spiritual level, but either way, it leads an individual to experience much more through the lens of experiencing things together. We would like to quote what Carl Jung said: “The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” The understanding & acceptance of one’s sexuality, sexual orientation, and sex impacts a person’s persona of who they are in true essence.

1. Sigismund Schlomo Freud was an Austrian neurologist who founded Psychoanalysis. Freud proposed the development of sexual drives through his theory titled “Psychosexual stages of development” in childhood. During each stage, the libido is focused on different parts of the body. The concept of ‘libido’ as per Freud described any psychic, sexual energy, or instinct that resided in the ‘Id’ (pleasure principle) of a personality, acting as what drove behavior.

As an individual grows physically, particular body parts become important (called the erogenous zones), and these can be either a source of frustration or pleasure or both. There are five stages called the oral, anal, phallic, latency, and genital stages. If there is appropriate development at each stage, the child advances to the next stage and eventually grows into a healthy and successful adult.

In his published volume “Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality,” Freud describes a continuity between a child’s pleasure as per the psychosexual stages and the pleasure experienced by a mature adult. He quoted, No one who has seen a baby sinking back satiated from the breast and falling asleep with flushed cheeks and a blissful smile can escape the reflection that this picture persists as a prototype of the expression of sexual satisfaction in later life” (Sigmund Freud, 1905).

Freud emphasizes the significance of interpersonal relationships on sexual and emotional development. He draws a comparison between a mother-child relationship and the child’s later capacity for pleasure and attachment. Freud helped us understand that there is a motivational force in our desire for pleasure and the importance of balance between our intimate sexual fantasies and social norms.

As interpreted by Leon Hoffman, M.D., “Psychoanalysis encourages the idea that parents need to promote children's development so that they can eventually integrate sexuality in their lives in a balanced way, so that sexual and intimate personal bonds can be integrated as much as possible.”

2. William Howell Masters and Virginia Eshelman Johnson are widely known for their groundbreaking research work in sex psychology and the treatment of sexual issues. They developed four stages of the human sexual response that are widely recognized today. Their research dismissed various myths about sexual behavior based on sexual orientation, gender, and age. These stages are:-

    • The excitement/arousal phase - Sexual thoughts and sexual excitement are observed with physical or psychological stimulation, but they can also occur randomly. It results in increased blood pressure, heart rate, and erected nipples. Men develop erections, and women secrete vaginal lubrication.
    • The plateau phase - This phase is marked by full sexual arousal. Both sexes experience muscular contraction in their genitals.
    • Orgasm - There is an extreme sense of pleasure along with rhythmic muscular contractions in the genitals.

3. The resolution phase - The sexual interest begins to decrease in this stage. Men enter a refractory period during which it was observed they are unable to orgasm again. They also observed that women might also experience a refractory period. However, due to their ability to attain multiple orgasms, they have a shortened refractory period or not at all.

4. William Howell Masters and Virginia Eshelman Johnson stages and related findings are given in their book Human Sexual Response (1966). They also established a clinical institute called Masters & Johnson Institute, where they used a clinical therapy program developed by them to help couples experience sexual dysfunction. Their therapy and counseling techniques are highlighted in Human Sexual Inadequacy (1970).

Sexuality is one of the essential parts of lifespan, yet it has many taboos attached to it. Yet, it’s a potent force that has fought through the rigid and biased perspectives of society. It tries to bind the component that is the reason for survival and the existence of the human being itself. Sex, Sexuality, and Orientation are basic elements that define a human being that develops over the lifespan.

Sexuality can be defined as a person's identity in relation to the gender or genders to which they are typically attracted. The act of copulation or fornication has been redefined over the years to the current context of sexuality. In addition to that, what matters is two adults consent and decide to indulge in any sexual activity mutually. As two consenting adults mutually define the laws and lines they want to act upon with each other.

India played a significant role in the history of sexual activity, from writing one of the first pieces of literature that treated sexual inetrcourse as a sexual science. It may be argued that India pioneered sex education through art and literature through the Kamasutra. The literature of various countries emphasizes human sexual activity.

Chinese literature projects a long history of interest in affection, marital bliss, unabashed sexuality, romance, and lustful beliefs. Homosexual alliances can be seen in passages from Zhuang Zi and other works of literature such as the Tang Dynasty Yingying  Zhuang , the Qing dynasty Fu Sheng Liu, Jin Ping Mei. The world’s first novel, the Genji Monogatari (Tale of Genji), dates back to the 8th century AD. It illuminates Japan’s concept where eroticism is treated as a central part of the aesthetic life of the nobility.

The origins of human sexuality, sex, and reproduction are based on evolutionary biology and ecology. Sex, sexuality, and sexual orientation were perceived as a means for basic need and reproduction to carry forward the lineage of homosapiens when our ancestors lived as nomads, as basic survival was also difficult.

Over time, as humans evolved into societies, or civilizations, they started making rules and moral codes of conduct to channel the basic need for sex, or procreation. This began to change the way this basic need was perceived. As a result, the concept of the institution of marriage, concubines, slaves, etc., came into existence to deal with the aspects related to sex, survival, and succession. Especially when the kings or kingdoms raged war against each other. Children and women were taken as assets to exploit in terms of sex, or childbearing, etc.

Today the 3rd Gender has been given legal status, and the LGBTQIA community has received its long due recognition and freedom. However, it's still a long journey understanding the depth of sex and sexuality.

Ellen DeGeneres is widely known as the first openly gay woman in Hollywood. She is the highest-paid female talk-show host in the US. She had to deal with the loss of her girlfriend. Her grief led her to write a comedy monologue titled ‘Phone Call To God’, which made a shift in her career.

Ellen discovered her talent for comedy as a teenager when her mom was going through a rough time after her parents' divorce, and Ellen made her mom laugh. She said it was a powerful thing to discover. Ellen was aware of her sexuality from a young age. She started participating in comedy shows and got cast in TV shows. She was getting success, but the spotlight brought up rumors about her sexuality. Initially, she wasn’t ready to reveal herself to her fans, but with time she changed her mind and disclosed her sexuality on the Oprah Winfrey show with 44 million viewers. She felt free and received a positive response, but then suddenly, things took a turn, and she received a lot of backlash. The ratings for Ellen's show suffered, and the show was banned. Her career was going downhill until she starred as Dory in Finding Nemo. Soon after, she came back with “The Ellen DeGeneres Show,” and it has won 38 Emmys till now. She is also now happily married to Portia De Rossi, an actress.

Receiving public acceptance and validation about her marrying a woman was a long way to come. From receiving backlash from her fans just for her sexual orientation significantly affected her personal and professional life. She realized that her acceptance and openness about her sexual orientation opened a lot of doors for other people in the entertainment industry and also in the LGBTQA+ community.

The story of Lili Elbe (birth name/dead name - Einar Wegener) is very widely known as she was the first person to undergo reassignment surgery. She was celebrated as the pioneering transsexual. The Oscar-winning movie “The Danish Girl” is based on the life of Lili Elbe. The story of Lili and Gerda goes hand in hand. The artist Gerda Wegener and Einar got married at the ages of 19 and 22. Gerda and Einar were artists living and working in Bohemian Paris, where Einar started to act as Lili.

Lili stopped painting as she believed that was a part of her former life, and Gerda started her career as a model. Their personal and artistic bond was seen as unconventional at the time, so Lili was known as Gerda’s cousin to their friends. In 1930, Lili underwent reassignment surgery, but due to further surgery complications, Lili passed away. Her autobiography was published in 1933 posthumously. Her story has given many people the strength to undergo assignment surgery & inspired people with her bravery and openness.


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Janet'"Now is a perfect time for a visit to Janet," Brandi said to herself. She turned and strolled out of the room. She swayed while walking down the hall towards Janet's master bedroom, like she was on a runway, although she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. She hoped to surprise Janet.

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Reaching the end of the hall, Brandi leaned in and said, "How inviting to have your door open." There was no reply, as Janet was no where to be seen. Brandi could see Janet's elegant taste in the decor of the room. The sturdy king sized four post bed positioned in the center of the room stood out like a mountain. The Bathroom door to Brandi's left was open. She hurried over hoping to catch Janet in a compromising position. But the bathroom was vacant.

Brandi looked the bathroom over. The huge bathroom had a shower and an oversized Jacuzzi bathtub. However the object that caught Brandi's interest was the large vanity makeup set next to the sink.

Brandi herd foot steps behind her and she held still. Soon she felt the strong hands of Jake sliding around her mid section. He pulled her close. She could feel his bare chest on her back, but Brandi didn't like it when she felt the towel he had wrapped around his waist on her backside. He was too modest sometimes Brandi thought.

"You're looking for her," Jake whispered in her ear.

"Yea, where is she."

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Brandi pulled herself free from Jake and walked over to the vanity. "Why would a woman who doesn't wear makeup have such a well stocked vanity?"

"I don't know," Jake replied. "I don't understand a lot of things she does."

Then Brandi gently shoved Jake aside as she went back into the bedroom. She walked over to a dresser on the bathroom side of the room and started opening the drawers. "I think there are a lot of things you don't understand about your stepmother. She's special." Brandi left two of the drawers open. She reached in and pulled out a g-sting. "Did you know that your prudish mother only has g-strings and thongs."

"I can't believe that," Jake replied, as he walked over to the dresser. The open drawer held numerous g-strings and thongs folded perfectly and stored neatly. In the corner of the drawer there appeared to be a stack of panties with more material than the rest. Jake pointed to the stack. "How about those?"

Brandi grabbed the black panty on top and held it up. "You mean this see through lacy short boy short."

"I don't know," Jake answered. "Maybe she doesn't like panty lines."

"Take a look at this," Brandi said, pointing to the other drawer. "Your mommy doesn't have any pantyhose. Everything she has is stockings and laced thigh-highs. There are even six garters in here."

"So she doesn't like pantyhose. You don't either."

"I'm not crazy about too much clothing of any kind," Brandi said pointing to herself. "Just look at me." Jake glanced at Brandi. He had forgotten she was naked. Brandi didn't like to be over clothed and seldom wore a bra or panties of any type. "Now I'm a fun girl aren't I? I think your mommy is too." Brandi liked calling Janet, mommy to Jake. She could tell she was starting to get to him by his facial expressions.

Jack slowly walked away towards the hall door. Then he turned and started walking toward the open walk-in closet. "You almost had me -- but just look at these granny outfits.""Somebody likes to play dress up," Brandi said.

"Those can't be hers."

"Their all her size," she said, holding a dark blue dress up to her body. The redheaded Brandi thought she look good in it. "I bet she wears this with the red wig." Then something caught her eye.

"What's this?" Brandi said, walking down to a small dresser at the back of the closet. The old warn wood dresser had three drawers. She opened the two small top drawers first. They held lacy and satin gloves on one side and more lingerie folded in the other. Then she opened the third and larger drawer on the bottom. She turned back to Jake. "You need to see this."

The drawer contained a large assortment of vibrators dildos, restraints, and two picture albums. Jake stood motionless. Brandi picked up one picture album and started flipping trough the pages. The pages were of Janet dressed in all the clothing and lingerie from the closet. In some pictures she appeared bound to the bed or restrained in some manner.

"Quite a body don't you think," Brandi said. She handed the album to Jake. "She has an incredible face too, when she highlights her features with makeup." Jake had to sit down on the closet floor as his legs grew weak. His jaw held open.

Jake could see, Janet had a toned body. And despite being thin, her legs were very shapely and the stockings she wore in most pictures accented them perfectly. Her behind was incredibly round and firm looking. Brandi marveled in how she could have kept it hidden.

"Now her breasts are probably 32c," Brandi said pointing to a picture. "But those small dark pointy nipples look like they could be great fun to suck or pinch. I bet they are sensitive too."'t help using her fingers on her soaked pussy as she looked at the pictures of Janet. Janet was everything Brandi had hoped she was, and maybe more.

Brandi slid herself over to Jake. He was staring at ever picture in the first album hard. She opened the album in her hands to the g-rated page to show Jake.

"Have you ever seen this girl?" Brandi asked.

"Yea that's Carol," Jake replied. "She's some uptight friend of Janet's. They use to go to Church together before dad died. I haven't seen her since the funeral. Janet and my dad tried to get me to ask her out. But I wasn't interested."

"You don't like sexy black girls?"

"Yes I do. I think they are really hot, but I like my women more uninhibited than her."

Brandi turned the page to show Jake the pictures of the two women kissing. She said, "That's too bad. She looks like fun." Jake sat motionless while he viewed the pictures.

His perception of Janet was changed from that point on. In the pictures the fair skinned Janet had on dark stocking and the black girl had on white stockings, making the sight of them intertwined in a sixty-nine an erotic sight to behold. Brandi undid the towel wrapped around Jake's waist exposing his erect cock. She then dipped her fingers from her right hand into her wet pussy, wetting them with her abundant juices. Then she removed her wet fingers and grabbed Jake's cock with them.

Jake sighed the moment the wet fingers touched his stiffness. Brandi then turned the page with her left hand.

"I really like that picture," Brandi said, pointing to a picture. The photo was directed at Janet face while the black girl fucked her from behind with a strap-on. A small trickle of cum could be seen streaming from Janet's mouth.

Brandi removed the book from Jake's hands and placed it and the other album back in the drawer. He sat motionless. Brandi knew Jake was in shock. She could see a little drop of pre-cum glistening at the top of his erection. She dipped her index finger from her left to dab it up. Then stuck two fingers from her right hand into her wet pussy and recoated them. She removed her right hand from herself and held her fingers up to Jake's face. The aroma of her juices woke Jake form his trance and he turned his head toward her. She stuck the fingers in his mouth and stuck the finger with the drop of pre-cum in her mouth. They both sucked her fingers clean. She took her fingers out and smiled.

"We need some release," Brandi said. Jake leaned towards her. She could see the lust in his eyes. "Not here." A plan had formed in her mind. She stood up and walked out of the closet. Jake quickly followed behind her as she walked over to open dresser drawer. While pulling out an elastic red g-string and holding it up, she said, "This will do perfectly."

"Perfectly for what?" Jake asked.

"You'll see," Brandi said, while putting on the g-string.

She walked over and snatched the perfectly made covers back from the bed. "Now I want you to fuck me on your mommy's bed."

"She's not my mommy. She is my stepmother."

"I know, but humor me. I always wanted to do a mother and son."

Jake stood before her with his arms crossed. She knew she had pushed Jake a little far. Jake had a strong commanding presence and did not care to be trifled with. But when Brandi laid on her back on the bed, spread her legs toward him, and pulled the little triangle of material from the g-string to the side of her shaved pussy; he immediately climbed on top of her.

"You're twisted," Jake said in a coy voice, before kissing her neck.

"Yea and that's why you want me." Brandi grabbed Jake's cock and pulled it toward her entrance. Jake took the hint and shoved himself inside her. Brandi loved the feeling of his hardness. She wrapped her legs around him and he began trusting inside her. She met every one of his trust and soon could feel an orgasm building inside her. She screamed as the waves of the climax flowed over her. Jake stopped trusting and started to pull out. Brandi wrapped her legs tighter around him to hold him.

"What are you doing?" Brandi asked.

"I'm a little tired and I'm no where near cuming. You drained me three times last night, remember."

"Listen boy, you need to cum. It will be worth it in the long run, trust me. And when you cum I need you to pull out before you finish so some of your cum lands on my pussy lips." Brandi looked into his eyes. She saw a twinkle in Jake's eyes and watched his smile grow. He sat back on his knees but kept his cock inside her. He pulled her legs up, so the backs of them rested on his chest. Brandi liked the position as the cock could go deep inside her.

Jake began trusting in and out hard. The slopping sounds filled the air from her wetness as he drove his erection in and out. She loved the feel of his balls slapping against her bottom. After a few minutes; she could sense a huge orgasm building inside her.

"That's it, harder," she yelled. Jake responded with a faster motion. "Harder," she screamed as the first waves of a huge orgasm rocked her body. This triggered him and he started to shot his cum. He was just able to pull out and get a little bit of his juice on her pussy's inner lips. Brandi could feel the heat from some of his fresh seed trickle onto her clit, helping prolong her orgasm.

Jake collapsed onto the bed. He struggled to catch his breath. Brandi immediately pulled the g-string back into place over her wetness. She rolled to her side and run her fingers on Jake's heaving chest admiring his muscles.

"I need to ask you a favor lover," Brandi said in a coy voice.

"What ever you want, I think I owe you."

"I need you to get dressed and take me over to my place so I can pack for a business trip. Then I'd like you to take me to the airport. I'll leave my car here. And you, or better yet, Janet can pick me up on Friday. This week will help you to figure out how to handle your stepmother situation, if you're alone with her for a few days anyway."

"That would be good. I'm kind of confused right now. Things might not be what I thought they were. Janet defiantly isn't what I thought she was."

Jake went out of the bedroom. Brandi lay in the bed, while using her fingers to shove the little material of the g-sting into her wetness until it was soaked. She then got up and fixed the room and closet so Janet wouldn't expect they had been in her room. Brandi took the soaked g-string and placed it in the bed. She left the bottom sheet all wrinkled from her and Jake's encounter, but fixed the covers with great care so Janet would be surprised by her token.

"There you go sweetheart," Brandi said to herself with much satisfaction. She was excited when she thought about Janet finding the surprise. Brandi had no desire to keep Jake to herself. It was the combination of Janet and Jake, that sparked her interest. She was hopeful things would work out for Janet and Jake. If everything worked out as she wished; there would be a lot of great times to be had in this house, she thought. "I'll be back for you both soon."

The End, for now.

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