View Full Version : Twisted Dreams 02

07-17-2010, 07:27 AM
Chapter 2... The first of many nights.

When Janice got home she was asked by Bob how her appointment had gone and try as hard as she could she could not recall anything other than the basic questions; she did however remember that it was going to be a long slow process and for some reason she felt the need to go shower although she could not remember why.

In the shower she casually washed her skin with the exfoliating sponge and suddenly she had the strangest experience; she could not recall where she had seen it but she was looking at a woman who was near naked but the woman was stroking her cunt through pale pink lacy panties and instantly Janice's hand went to her own cunt and she began to gently part her own cunt lips.

Janice only ran her hands across her cunt a couple of times and she had to bite her lip to stifle the passion to groan as her cunt suddenly erupted in electric shocks, her legs turned to jelly and had it not been for the tiled walls of the cubicle she would easily have fallen over and probably cracked her head wide open. Now leaning against the cool tiles she looked amazed as her cunt actually twitched and her cunt juices flowed like piss.

She obviously made some noise because suddenly there was a knocking of the bathroom door and her husband's voice could be heard asking if she was alright. With a very shaky voice Janice convinced her husband she was fine and quickly finished her shower; as she was drying herself she suddenly had the desire to shave her hairy cunt and quickly searched the cabinet for a throw away wet razor. Then sitting on the side of the bath she quickly applied lashings of her husband's shaving foam and once more experienced a minor orgasm as she massaged the foam into her jet black hairs; ten minutes later she was bald between the legs and could not believe how sensitive shaving her cunt had made the lips.

Just trailing one of her finger nails across the now bald pubic bone made her cunt hot and sticky; in the mirror she caught a glimpse of her large nipples and could not believe how rock hard they were; she really needed to ease these twitching sensations between her legs before facing her husband in the bedroom; so seated on the toilet she spread her legs and suddenly found herself imagining this strange woman was now bent between her legs licking her cunt whilst sliding a finger firmly into her tight anal ring. She could not believe how easy she made herself cum and wondered if this was normal; she had never masturbated before today and now it seemed she just could not stop.

Forcing herself to dress in her nightgown she exited the bathroom and seeing their bedroom in total darkness she called out to her husband; "Bob; My head is pounding so I am simply going to slip into bed and try to sleep it off!"

From somewhere downstairs she heard her husband answer and she was glad she could slip into an empty bedroom and hoped to be asleep before her husband came up to bed. As she lay there in the darkness she tried to analyse what was happening to her. Not only had she now started daydreaming about other women but she had started masturbating at the age of 45; something she would never have dared to do whilst living at home with her parents; even worse she was now feeling like a slut or more accurately like she thought a slut would feel what with the strange feeling between her legs caused by her very first shaved cunt.

No matter how she tried to relax and fall asleep she just could not because every time she closed her eyes; her mind was invaded with this hot sweaty feeling emanating from her cunt which whenever her hand sought it out she found to be soaking wet. Even worse in her mind she keeps seeing this tall blonde woman naked except for the damn pink panties and always the woman is stroking her excited cunt and frequently slips those wet fingers between her own lips and seems to suck them clean. Janice's tits ached and she is became unusually aware of the weight of the sheets on the bed pressing down on those tits almost as if they were deliberately massaging her already inflamed nipples.

Fearing she was totally losing her mind she quickly got out of bed and sat on her stool by her dressing table; as she looked at herself in the mirror she saw the same blonde woman come up behind her and begin squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. The feeling was so real that several times she looked behind her to confirm the woman was actually there of course she was alone in the room.

Again looking in the mirror the apparition behind her smiled and seemed to lean over her somewhat and eased apart her legs; then the weirdest thing happened Janice felt the hot breath of the woman on her naked thigh and felt it trace a path up to her cunt; Not that she actually knew what it felt like because she had never been with another woman but she imagined having a woman eating cunt would feel like this; she knew what having her cunt eaten out by Bob felt like but this felt ten times better and soon had her groaning her way through another orgasm.

Now she was convinced she was either being personally haunted or she was losing it completely; and yet the feelings were not bad feelings but so powerfully good and invigorating too. Compelling herself to go back to bed she laid on her hands trying to prevent them seeking out her cunt; hoping that in this way she could drift off to sleep; this proved far too difficult. Her mind was so active that her cunt actually began to throb without being touched as her mind now had this mystery woman fucking her cunt with an obscenely oversized rubber cock.

An hour later Janice finally fell asleep from sheer exhaustion; only to be disturbed twenty minutes later as her husband slid into bed beside her. Before she could react he had his hand between her legs and suddenly sat upright in bed demanding to know why she had shaved her cunt; fearful of his rage she instantly suggested it was as a surprise for her beloved husband.

Bob turned to her and throwing back the sheets he stared down at her spread legs and newly shaved cunt and declared she looked like a slut; Instantly she heard Bob literally call her a slut she felt a rush of adrenalin; she begged Bob to kiss her and thinking he had over done his comments he leaned forward to peck his wife on the lips when she suddenly grabbed him around the neck and pulled her husband on to the kiss trying to force her tongue into his mouth as she did so. It was then that Bob's hand landed in the wet patch of the sheets caused by Janice's overactive cunt and once more he demanded to know what it was.

A blushing Janice passed it off as for some reason she was just so excited waiting her husband's arrival into their bed and hoped he was going to do her and do her good. Janice's mind was screaming at her to use the words she had heard earlier at the therapist's and wanted so much to yell at her husband to fuck her horny over excited cunt and spunk her damned good and make her fucking pregnant. But she knew Bob did not appreciate language like that especially from a woman; and besides she knew bob had stated times many times that he did not want kids just yet because he could not really afford to raise them as he would have liked.

Bob was staggered by the change in his usually sedate wife; not that he was complaining for he had started to feel she was losing interest in sex and he had begun to think he would have to start finding his pleasures elsewhere. Even so he thought she was going a little over the top and wondered if in fact she was remaining faithful in their marriage.

Neither of them wanted to face those questions and yet Bob really wanted to find out what was happening and he even suggested that when she went to the next appointment with the therapist he would go with her. For some reason this did not faze Janice; even though she half feared her secrets may be discussed and brought out into the open.

Nervous of the changes in his normally placid wife; Bob turned over and tried to stay away from her hot body. Janice for her part found her cunt was active again and wanted the contact her husband was trying to avoid; so she literally followed him as he moved to his side of the bed. For the first time in her married life Janice casually slid her arm over her husband's side and sought out his semi hard cock. Never before has she started the act of sex between them and yet tonight she feared her husband was planning to simply go to sleep.

Slowly she sneaked her hand around his cock and began to gently stroke it; Bob first thought he was dreaming until his own hand moved down and contacted his wife's busy fingers. Now with his interest peeked; he turned to his wife and suddenly her face changed; he was looking at a stunning blonde gripping his cock; he almost yelled out but just as he began too the imaged changed back to his wife; No having taken any alcohol a shocked Bob wondered what was happening to him.

Having turned towards Janice; he suddenly found his wife was sucking hard on his cock and gurgling how she wanted him to do her mouth; He brought his hands up to her head and literally had to prise her mouth away from his cock. No sooner was her head off his helmet than she was swinging her leg over his body trying to get his cock lined up with her cunt. "What the hell is up with you tonight; Janice?" he demanded to know.

"I just want my conjugal rights; darling!" she purred in response.

Then he was shocked as he heard his normally demur wife suddenly cry out, "Oh god man fuck my horny cunt before it bursts into fucking flames!"

Instantly Janice regretted her outburst; because her husband suddenly became furious with her and demanded to know where she had heard such filthy language. Thinking on her feet and fearful of the outcome of her clanger; Janice lied that she had heard a conversation between two women who had virtually said that talking like that had turned her husband on so much that he had done her twice within twenty minutes.

Bob was unsure whether to believe her or not but knowing that during their life together she had never used such language before he thought it was plausible; so he settled on giving her a stiff talking too about her future choice of words. Janice sensed she had experienced a giant left off; and she sank back weary of committing further indiscretions; sensing he was now back in command; Bob rolled Janice over and came up to her from behind.

Taking hold f his cock he slid it into her cunt and began fucking her; as he built up a steady pace he suddenly felt his wife move and the next thing he knew his cock was mashing against her tight anal ring. He stopped and waited for Janice to reposition his cock back to her cunt but she did not instead she held his cock against her anal ring and began to press back.

Bob had for years dreamt of fucking his wife's anal chute but after the first and only time he had tried it and the tears and pain felt by his wife he had shelved any ideas of fucking her anally. Now here she was not only allowing him to fulfil his dream but was actively pressing his cock into her anal ring. Somewhere in the back of his mind; he wondered if this was actually his wife or had someone slipped in a clone of her.

Soon his cock was buried bollock deep in his wife's arse and she was thrusting her hips encouraging him to fuck her; he needed no second telling and began to ride her with strong firm strokes.

Suddenly Janice began shaking like she was having a fit and her arse was literally milking his cock for all it was worth inducing him to deliver his load in the back door channel. The last thing he heard before his wife slipped into a deep sleep was her thanking him for taking her to heaven.

Bob drifted into a restless sleep; he was no longer sure the woman now sharing his bed was his usual wife. What other surprises lie ahead for him with the changes in his wife.

For Janice too the night was a strange affair for when her husband came to bed it was the first time she had ever lied to him; not only that but she really could not explain why she had shaved her cunt. The actions that took place after Bob's arrival in bed was not her at all and where she got the ideas and the courage to do them god only knows.

After eventually falling asleep Janice found her dreams haunted with a mixture of wild erotic scenes involving her; her husband and a strange mysterious blonde who had it seems taken over her subconscious life. The last thing Janice remembers before the fitful sleep was she was to call Pamela first thing in the morning.

At 9.00am after Bob had left for work; Janice dialled the therapist's number and waited; and seemed to be waiting ages for her to answer. "Hello Pamela Jones speaking, how may I help you!" she suddenly heard.

"Hi Pamela it's Janice Crowley; I am a little bit worried!" She blurted out.

"Hello Janice; whatever is the problem? Are the headaches getting worse?" Pamela enquired.

"No it's not the headaches it's rather awkward to explain, could I come and see you today?" Janice asked.

"I am sorry; Janice but my schedule is fully booked right up till six pm!" Pamela responded, "But if you are so worried how about I come to you tonight around six thirty pm?" Pamela added.

"Oh god no! My husband would be home just after that and I need to talk to you in private!" insisted Janice.

"Come now Janice, You know it's not good to keep secrets from ones husband, anyone would think you are a lesbian slut!" said Pamela.

Instantly Janice went into a trance and stood waiting for instructions; Pamela having put this special trigger combination in lace new the effect it would have on the woman on the other end of this phone and allowed herself to smile. "Tell me everything that happened last night; bitch?" demanded Pamela.

Quickly and calmly as if reading an erotic novel aloud Janice told Pamela every single detail of the events last night and Pamela responded by arranging to visit Janice at seven pm that night. Then with the release word spoken the last thing Janice heard before the click of the phone was "See you then!"

Janice was puzzled; see her when and where; she knew now in her awakened state that she had denied Pamela a visit that night at six thirty so when was she supposed to be seeing her and where.

Trying her best to put it out of her mind Janice decided to take a nice long shower before beginning the housework; but as she stepped into the bathroom her mind switched and she was the sexual prowler again. After freshening the shaved cunt which although did not need re-shaving she the searched the bathroom cabinet looking for something although if you asked her what she was seeking she could not tell you.

Suddenly she spotted the sort of shape she was looking for; it was a deodorant can about six inches long and about two inches wide; with a leering smirk on her face she took the can and stepped into the shower cubicle; slowly and deliberately she soaped up the can and then her cunt before forcing the bottom end of the can into her opening; god it was tight but she felt so full and so right.

For the next hour; Janice continually fucked her cunt with the solid tube and enjoyed several orgasms as she thought about being taken by this mystery woman. God she thought how am I going to get through today at this rate.

07-18-2010, 02:42 AM
Thanks for another good installment

Brigit Astar
07-18-2010, 03:21 PM
You have hooked me completely, and I eagerly await the next installment of this well-written and very interesting story.

07-28-2010, 10:58 AM
Your hooked, boy wish my wife would get back home soon.......lol

07-28-2010, 06:17 PM
Why thanks everyone, it is always a pleasure to write for such an appreciative audience.