Chapter 29: Wild Wicked Wanda

Wanda said, “I am not a pushover, but have grown more worldly. I have needs. I took a lover for a time.”

That’s when we stopped talking. Wanda must have had enough of that. She leaned forward and started rubbing her tits back and forth on my chest as we moved together.

At the same time, she started rotating her hips and clamping down on me again. My poor pecker was being churned like a machine was working on me. My chest loved being in close contact with those wonderful large tits. They are pressed to me in constant contact.

I knew Wanda was starting to get there when she sat up, panting and moaning. Her insides swirled around me and continued pushing down firmly.

“OOOOOOHHHHHHHhhh, Tom, OOOOHHHhhhh,” she squealed as she came hard, very hard. Her cunt was so tight it hurt.”

She clamped down. Hearing her excitement, she made me cum reflexively with her. I had little choice.

“AGHHHhhh.”

She fell on me and lay there getting her breath back. I felt her hot, damp body all up and down my own. We were soaked. Usually, that is uncomfortable, but I liked this woman a lot. Her enthralling fragrance was in my nose, so I stayed inside her, still hard. Her cunt was still trembling and shivering on me. It kept me interested in more.

She noticed and said, “How old are you? You look twenty-ish, but this is not your first time; damn, but you’re still hard inside me.”

I said, “I am, actually, closer to fifty than I am to twenty.”

She said, “There is no way you can be fifty.”

I said, “Have you been celibate for some time? Did you not find me uncharacteristically enthralling? I am willing to bet you never before bedded a man so soon after meeting him.”

She said, “Goodness, no! YES, that’s right! I have never been this way with any man. I’m forty-two. You are my third lover—ever.”

I said, “Would you like to look younger? If you could, what age would you pick?”

She said, “What a strange question. Knowing what I know now, I think twenty-five would be a good physical age. That would make me old enough to have some maturity, but nowhere near middle age. I could make a better life if I could start again, knowing what I already know now.”

I asked, “If you could have a baby now, would you?”

She said, “Yes, of course. Women are born to have children and to help them grow into proper adults. Without that, I have always felt like I was still running away from home. Not marrying Johann was a very high price to pay.”

“I know it’s stupid, but I always feel guilty about being childless. It’s like I was being punished for running away. My inability to get pregnant has been a burden; I physically can’t have babies.”

I sent, “Drozul, can her plumbing be fixed?”

He sent, “Very easy. Say the word.”

I sent, “Go ahead and fix her plumbing. Have her body regress to twenty-three over the next two months so she gets fewer questions. Make the bare area on her labia permanent. Set her face at 30 years old for now.”

Drozul sent, “She wears clothes every day. Nobody sees her body. Why not regress her physical age now? It will not make a difference. It’s her face they see every day.”

I sent, “Alright, do that, tighten her up. Change her areolas so they have a light pink shade. The pure white coloring when she is unexcited is just too odd. I don’t care for it. Make them pink up more when she gets excited.”

She said, “Where did you go, Tom? You were off in la-la land for a second?”

I said, “I was working on your body. By morning, you will feel more energetic, and your complexion will be young-looking. Over the next couple of months, your face will slowly turn back in age. The years will melt away. You will look and feel much younger and healthier.”

I said, “Then, your lady parts will also be repaired. If you don’t want a baby, you should get on birth control. If you do want a baby, do it very soon. I have no idea how many eggs you have left in your ovaries.”

She said, “My goodness. That’s a lot to swallow and a bit personal.”

“Like being here with my cock still luxuriating in you is not personal,” I chuckled as I moved my cock inside her.

I sent, “Connie, please come upstairs.”

We soon heard footsteps. Wanda tried to get up.

“Stay, please.”

Connie came into the room.

I asked Connie, “How old are you, dear?”

She said, “I’m thirty-nine, Tom, you know that?”

Connie looked at Wanda questioningly, “Was Tom any good?” Connie smiled at Wanda.

Wanda looked confused, “Um, yes. Are you actually thirty-nine years old? That’s hard to believe.”

She said, “I can show you my license. It’s all Tom’s doing. He has a way with women. Did you not figure that out?”

Wanda said, “I think I am beginning to become a believer.”

Turning towards me, Connie said, “Ta-ta now. Jade and I are busy hanging curtains. If you need me, Tom.”

I said, “Thank you, dear, bye.”

Wanda said, “Bye.”

I rolled us over and started to move in, Wanda.

I said, “Less talk, more action.”

She said, “You have two women?”

I said, “Three, actually. I have three ladies living with me right now. One is Connie Hunter, another is Jenny Alba, and lastly, there is Jade Wei.”

She said, “Three? They all let you fool around like this?”

I said, “Connie said it. I have a special way with women.”

She asked, “How do you get away with that?”

I kept fucking and chuckled as I said, “You mean three women? I am what you would call a true alpha male. We alphas are exceptionally rare. I can easily seduce a woman. They all want to be with me almost on seeing me. My three gals allow me any sexual activity. They know I need it. They are not jealous; that’s part of my being an alpha. It’s all a matter of my hormones. Did you not feel confused when I touched you?”

She said, “Now that you mentioned it, I felt slightly foggy.”

I said, “You were quite bewildered. If you don’t get quiet now, I will bite your nipples until you behave for me. I plan to enjoy you very much.”

She said, “OOOhhhh, that would be different; bite them please.”

In answer, I started humping into her more firmly. I made sure I made rigorous contact with her clit on every stroke. My cock began sliding into her womb every time.

She muttered, “What the?”

I just kept fucking her. She had got off earlier without taking me all the way in. She’d done that by being positioned high. This was much more fun for me.

“Damn, Tom. OOOOHHHhhhhhhhhhhh, Eeeeee ... Uh, uh, uhhh ... Uhhhhhhhhnnnnnn...”

She had me cuming along with her.

“Ahhhhhhhh...”

I slid sideways. I took most of my weight off of Wanda, still plugged in and enjoying the aftershocks from her pussy on my cock. We lay there both, getting our wind back, dripping.

Wanda said, “OK, now I am a believer. Both times that I came, I felt you squirt deep inside me as I was coming. That’s not normal.”

“I said, “I never said I was normal, I am anything but.”

We talked for a bit, and I learned a little about her. I had feelings for her. She’s a genuinely sweet lady. Eventually, we broke apart. She dressed and left.

I had just finished another bout with Chantalle. I was beginning to wonder if Chantalle was desiring a longer relationship. She was not clingy, but she did like fucking me. I dressed her, and she quickly cleaned the room before leaving.

Wanda called me early the following morning. She let me know she had already seen significant differences in her looks. She was pretty happy.

“Tom? Were you serious about my ability to have a baby now?”

I said, “Yes, dead serious. If you have more sex, you will soon get pregnant. Soon, if not already, you will look and feel about twenty-three or four in physical looks, except in your face. It will look 30.”

“The visual face changes are set to slowly regress, so people should not notice your age rolling back. You have a few eggs left, but you will be fertile.”

She said, “Where are you? I need to talk to you face-to-face.”

I gave her the hotel address.

I took a quick shower and put on a hotel robe.

The front desk called about Wanda arriving, and I told them to send her up.

I opened the door to her knock. She looked into my eyes, liked my smile, and embraced me. She ran her hands inside my robe, and it opened to her. She grabbed my bare ass in her hands.

She said in wonder, “So, that was not a dream. We made love for hours, and I am all healed now. I saw the changes in my body.”

“I said yes. I would not toy with someone that way. That would be cruel.”

She said, “Yes, you do come across as serious.

She paused, “If I can have babies now, I should not miss a moment. I thought about this for half the night. I need to get pregnant as soon as possible.”

Drozul snickered in my mind, “Here it comes...”

She continued, “The thing is, I am only intimately connected with one man right now, you. I deal with women almost exclusively. I don’t know any man besides you. You are the best candidate I know to father my baby. You are the best candidate for a man I have encountered. Why not you?”

I said, “So, are you proposing I father your first child?”

She looked down, looked me in the eye, and said, “Yes, please. Otherwise, I might miss this opportunity, Tom. I NEED to get pregnant as soon as I can. The clock is ticking loudly. I feel it in my gut.”

“Drozul?”

He sent, “Yes, we heard. Zofia is right now releasing an egg for you and Wanda.”

I drew her into my arms for Wanda’s answer and whispered in her ear, “Of course, should we start now? There’s no time like the present. We must make love often and at least daily until we know you are pregnant. Do you agree to these strenuous demands?”

Wanda melted into me and clutched me tightly to her.

She whispered, “With all my heart and soul, dear.”

Uh-oh. I may have just gathered myself another woman.

I took her by the hand into the bedroom. Connie and Jenny were off doing errands for the house, so we were alone. Wanda and I took one piece of her clothes off at a time as we watched each other. My robe had somehow slipped off on the way into the bedroom. She had gazed longingly at my unrestrained cock’s obvious interest.

She was even more beautiful today. Her face appeared younger and more feminine. She appears youthful, and the care lines have disappeared. Her skin is smooth and soft everywhere. The gap between her front teeth was lessened. I suppose it was decided by Drozul & Co. to leave that be for now.

Wanda has a constant happy smile, as she knows she is more beautiful now. She has become a lot more seductive in her movements.

When she took off her bra, and I saw her large breasts, they took my breath away. They were more buoyant compared to yesterday. They were obviously higher and tighter. Her almost colorless areolas were now pink and obviously excited. Her stout nipples called out to my balls. My god, she is something to see now. I smelled her essence. She’s seriously primed to fuck me.

After she was completely stripped, she turned around so I could see all of her. I answered her wordless question by waving my cock up and down at her in salute. She was a farm girl, she’s muscular and stout, but every bit of her body was curvy and totally feminine.

“Wanda, you are indeed a beautiful woman who has come into her own. This is it; we will start making a baby today. Are you sure you want one from me?

She said, “Nobody else, Tom. Nobody else. I want your baby.”

The look in her eyes told me I was her man now as far as she was concerned.

There were couches there, and I drew her to one. I sat her down and sat beside her, and I kissed her. Once again, her full lips and winsome ways took over my libido. I had no choice when she kissed me. Once again, I was enthralled by her tantalizing lip action. Wanda kissed me hard until my lips ached. I was powerless to her ardent kissing.