Wendy' Choice - Sex Stories

Wendy' Choice

... her voice sounding dejected.

“Yes.” he told her. “That, and a lot more. Everything.”

“Oh my God.” she whispered, then looked at him beseechingly. “Please help me?”

“I'll help you.” he said kindly, and she looked at him gratefully. “Show me your tits first. I've been curious about the color and size of your nipples for a while now.”

“Oh.” she sighed, and the light in her eyes died. “I thought you were going to help me.”

“Oh, I am helping you.” he told her, smiling. “I'm telling you what to do.” He looked at her and smiled at her again. “A good girl does what she is told.”

“Oh God.” she whispered. “You want to see my breasts? You've wanted to see them for a while?”

“Oh, yes. Both of them.” he smiled, his eyes looking at her in a very friendly manner. “Show them to me, good girl.”

She swallowed hard, with a nervous look in her eyes as she reached behind herself to unhook the clasp. She hesitated a long moment as she held the cups tightly against her chest and looked at him ashamed. “Sluts show them both at the same time. Can I just show you one of them? That's what a good girl would do.”

“You're right; that's what a good girl would do.” he said to her. “But I don't want my future bride to BE a good girl. I want her to be a good slut.”

“I don't know how to be a slut.” she told him truthfully. Her voice told him she was truly repentant about it, too.

“Sorry, they're not big enough.” she said. “I was hoping that breast feeding my daughter would ...

... make them bigger, but it didn't.” She ignored his last comment and changed the subject of their conversation entirely.

“Well, let me see them.” he said. “I'll tell you if they are big enough or not.” He chose to go along with her subject change and turned it to his advantage.

“Okay.” she said, smiling, and dropped her hands, taking the bra away with them and dropping it on the floor next to her blouse. It took all of her courage, but she bravely accepted his challenge and let him see her eyes blazing at him.

“Hmm.” he said, considering. “I can't really tell; not without checking something...” He wasn't looking at her eyes at all and missed the firestorm brewing there. This angered her even more; that she was feeling all this emotion and as far as she could tell, he felt nothing. His eyes were fixated on her nipples and nowhere and nothing else.

“What?” she asked, concerned. “What do you need to check?”

“I need to see if my cock fits between them.” he said, smiling at her shocked expression. “That will give you a chance to see it up close.” He paused. “And, to taste it!”

She stood there, frozen in fear, covering her naked breasts with both hands, and watched him open his pants and take his semi hard cock out, which was already longer than her fully extended hand. It was easily three inches around and over seven inches long, and it wasn't even all the way hard yet!

She looked up at his face and saw his gentle smile. “I have to put THAT in my mouth?”

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