Assisted Bimbofication Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Assisted Bimbofication Pt. 02

... grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt to take it off but hesitated for a moment, if he took off his t-shirt he would be completely naked in the apartment of a woman other than his girlfriend, and for some reason that felt like a step further into infidelity despite having just done something far worse. He shook the doubt out of his head, it was just like Sandra had said earlier; what he did was no different than jerking off, if Sandra wasn't a real person then he didn't cheat on the mother of his child. He repeated this in his mind as he took off his t-shirt and walked out to the bathroom.

Sandra heard the bathroom door open and close and after a few moments the shower turned on. She sat up on the couch giggling, she then licked her lips and closed her eyes as she enjoyed the salty taste the little cum that had spilled out on her lips. She got up from the couch and walked into her bedroom and looked at the full body mirror. Looking at her ruined state she started smiling widely. She always enjoyed looking at herself after a rough fucking, she liked noticing the differences between her earlier carefully assembled outfit and the roughed up version of that same outfit. She looked just like the used sex toy she wanted to be. Deciding to savor the moment she went to her nightstand and picked up her phone, she then flipped on the camera and started taking pictures of herself. She took some where she leaned over at the hips to focus on her smeared face, other emphasized her ass, her ...

... tits, she squatted down, got on her knees, got on all fours, and kept taking picture until she must have had at least forty. She started scrolling through the recent pictures and compared them with the others she had taken, she had a large catalogue of slutty pics stored on her phone, some she sold to viewers, others were for random guys who had asked for it online and others were just for fun. Yet comparing the ones she had just taken with her previous ones she felt that something was different about the new ones, Sandra's mind had a difficult time focusing on the details, but had her mind been working better she might have noticed the key subtle difference; in the old pictures she was doing her best to be a stupid slut, in the new one she simply was one, which meant that the sexy poses were less staged and the look in her eyes more dumb. She found the one she liked the most, one where she was sitting on her kneels with legs spread, torso stretched and tongue stuck out, and sent it to Billy. She wanted him to come back, and if necessary she would send him more to lure him back, but for now she just wanted him to have a reminder of what was available to him.

Sandra took off her ruined shirt, rumpled skirt, heels and took out the hair ties holding her pig tails and threw the outfit unceremoniously into the corner of her room. She then walked out of her bedroom and into the bathroom, the hot water had steamed up the mirror and the glass of the shower cubicle and left the air ...