Hannah's Pets - Sex Stories

Hannah's Pets

... She certainly was maturing and becoming quite sexy. Barbara was sure the boys at her school were already going home and jacking off to fantasies of Kat in their head. Just then Barbara got another text from Hannah.

It contained a list of items to collect, instructions to tie herself for the day, and instructions as to when to log in tonight. The items were an odd ***********ion of things – a nail file, a fork, a pen knife, a hat pin, candles, a lighter, and a toilet brush. None of them made much sense other than the candles. She was beginning to enjoy hot wax, so she looked forward to some of that play. It was just a mess to clean up. She made a mental note that she needed to do a better job cleaning up and putting things away so her husband didn’t find anything. He had found some wax and she played it off that she had knocked over a candle. Little did he know how much pain and pleasure that very wax had brought her and the direction of her young mistress. But he was clueless.

As long as once a month her husband got to mount her and cum after three or four pumps he was happy. She braced for it and did her wifely duties obediently, but she got nothing from it. She made sure to lube up before he inserted his cock into her, because she certainly wasn’t wet. She blamed it on her age and the fact she had a child and he believed it. The truth was he did nothing for her anymore. “What happened?” she asked herself. There was a time when they were younger she couldn’t keep her ...

... hands off him, and they fucked a lot, sometimes more than once a day. But that was a long time ago. Things were much different now. He was happy drinking and gambling with his buddies. And fucking her once a month.

When Barbara returned to the kitchen from tying herself and getting dressed, Kat was fixing breakfast. “What are you doing, sweetheart?” Barbara asked. “Fixing my favorite sexy auntie breakfast,” Kat replied slyly. The compliment made Barbara shiver. She probably shouldn't have tightened the crotch rope so tight this morning. Kat was cutting up fresh fruit, and eggs were cooking on the stove. “Well, that’s very sweet of you,” Barbara finally stammered.

As they sat down and began eating, Kat asked, “What are we going to do today?” Barbara replied that they had some chores. “The animals need to be bathed and fed, and I’m guessing you have some homework,” Barbara said. “I thought since the weather was good we may take the horses out for a ride. They need exercise.” “Oh good! It’s been awhile since I’ve ridden,” Kat answered. Kat’s mind went quickly to the conversation she had listened to last night – Her Aunt Barbara agreeing to fuck the pony. It made her a little excited.

While Barbara cleaned up the breakfast dishes, Kat got dressed. She put on some yoga pants and a tight t-shit that exposed her belly. She didn’t put on a bra – her tits were small and just developing. Nothing like the voluptuous breasts her aunt had. In fact, there was no way she could have ...