Assisted Bimbofication Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Assisted Bimbofication Pt. 02

... hot and moist. Sandra removed her makeup and opened the door to the cubicle which revealed Billy standing with his eyes closed while the water hit his upper body and cascaded down, he had heard the door opening so he turned his head and looked into Sandra's eyes. Sandra maintained eye contact as she stepped into the cubicle and closed the door behind her, she stepped up to Billy while maintaining eye contact and grabbed his cock, she tried to coax it back to life but it remained soft.

"I don't think that's going to happen, I'm pretty worn out." Billy said and removed Sandra's hand from his cock which made Sandra frown. She instead reached out behind Billy and grabbed the bottle of soap that was on her bathroom shelf and got down on her knees and squeezed the soap into her hand, she then proceeded to apply the soap to Billy by massaging the muscles on his leg and gently scrubbing his groin. Billy closed his eyes and enjoyed the luxurious treatment Sandra gave him while the warm water ran down his upper body. Eventually he opened his eyes and looked down at Sandra, enough of the water had fallen on her to remove the stains of spit and cum that had covered her previously. The water had gotten into her hair and weighed it down flat so it no longer had the wild strands sticking out from her head. With the signs of the rough facefucking gone and her schoolgirl outfit removed Sandra almost looked normal, but there was still something odd about her appearance, part of it was the ...

... obviously fake tits, but more than that her entire demeanor seemed to be not quite that of a normal woman. She stretched out her torso and stuck out her chest, her mouth was open and her tongue lightly licked her bottom lip while she softly moaned. He might have assumed that she was trying to turn him on but she seemed completely comfortable, as if being on her knees servicing him was the most natural thing in the world to her. It was then that Billy realized what that it wasn't her tits that stood out the most, instead it was her eyes with their fixated yet empty gaze that really stood out; complete with sensuality but lacking in actual thinking. To Billy she looked more like a mindless sexual plaything naked than when she was dressed in her whoreish schoolgirl outfit; she was like an undressed sex doll waiting for him to decide which fetish he would use her to satisfy. "Hey, I think I'm clean now, you can stop now." Billy said and stepped away from Sandra. Without saying anything else he walked out of the cubicle and grabbed a towel to dry himself, although he didn't look back he could feel Sandra's stare burrowing into him from behind. After he had dried himself off he walked out to the living room and picked up his clothes, his pants were rumpled but otherwise fine, the sweat on his t-shirt had dried a bit but was still damp and had a strong smell, Billy could easily excuse the sweat by saying that the air condition in his taxi was broken. As he put on his clothes he heard ...