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Rebecca's Fantasies, part 1
Written by Hymen Sez
'Stupid fuckin' loser! If it wasn't for the boys, I'd leave your "walking greaseball" ass.' the frustrated wife thought bitterly.
Retrieving her favorite vibrator from the hidden box in the closet, Rebecca leaves her snoring, inconsiderate husband behind, and heads upstairs to the bathroom.
Closing the bathroom door behind her and locking it, she pulls her pink panties down, and sits on the toilet. (As usual she didn't need to pull the lid up, one of the men had left it up. Naturally, she blames her louse of a husband.)
'Stupid, pathetic, whiny, inconsiderate little dirtbag! Look at me- I'm Jesse! Isn't my hair so cool? Don't mess it up! Can't mess up my hair in an effort to bring my wife to orgasm! Oh no! Can't have that! Gotta look perfect for my fans! I'm such a big rock legend! And Joey and I have our own radio show! Me and my hair are big stars! Isn't that great?' mimicked the infuriated redhead. (She often changes hair colors.)
Letting out a long breath of frustration, Rebecca finishes the venting of her anger, and lightly touches the vibrator to her moist cunt.
'Yeah, this is what Momma needs!' She rubs it against her slit a few more times, and then turns the white vibrator on. She touches the oscillating object to her clitoris, illiciting the desired response. 'Oh yes! God that feels good! Who needs Jesse's little inchworm when I have this?' (He didn't really have a small dick- she was just pissed.)
As she moans and groans, thrusting the phallus-shaped thing in and out of her spasming pussy, Rebecca begins to fantasize.
Memories mix with pent-up desire, and quickly insinuate themselves within her vulnerable, very receptive mind.
CHAPTER TWO: THE BIG GIRLS CLUB
(STEPHANIE AND MICHELLE)
(Stephanie is in her room, wearing a pink with black polka dots top, and a matching pair of pants.)
"Michelle! Michelle! Michelle, where are you?" said 10 year-old Stephanie.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" said her little 5 year-old sister, running as fast as her little legs would carry her.
(Michelle is wearing pink overalls with a white shirt underneath. She enters the room, and Stephanie shuts and locks the door.)
"I joined a fun new club today, Michelle. And when you get a little older, you can join, too.
"Why can't I join it now?"
"Because this club is only for big girls!"
"But I'm a big girl! I'm a big girl!"
"No you're not!"
"Am too!"
"You are not!"
"Am too!"
"Well, if you want to join this club, then you have to promise to obey all the rules."
"Okay! I promise, I promise!"
"Good, Michelle. Now we sing the club song: I'm a big girl, you're a big girl, yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda, ya!"
"I'm a big girl, you're a big girl, yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda, ya!"
"Okay. That was good. Now you have to learn the games we play. You do wanna play fun games- doncha Michelle?
"Yes- can we play now?"
"Okay, Michelle. The first fun game is called "Cunnilingus."
"How do you play that game?"
"Here- I'll show you. One person has to be blindfolded- that'll be you. We'll use my pink scarf."
(Stephanie gets a long, pink scarf out of her dresser drawer.)
"Now hold still."
(She wraps the scarf around Michelle's eyes and ties it in the back of the girl's head.)
"But I can't see!"
"Don't worry, Michelle. You're not supposed to see. That's part of this fun game. I'll make sure nothing happens to you."
"Okay, Stephanie."
"Now your hands have to be tied, because you're not allowed to use them. We'll use my red scarf."
(She takes the red scarf out of her still-open dresser drawer and closes it. Then with Michelle's hands held out in front of her, Stephanie ties them up together at the wrists.)
"Now I can't see or use my hands! This game better be good, dude!"
"Don't worry, Michelle. You'll like it. Now you have to lay
down. I'll help you lay down on the floor."....(cont)
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A MrDouble Production: MrDouble Changes last made on: Wednesday PM, October 20, 1999 |
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