Tara's Transformation
Copyright© 2024 by Mrahxxx
Chapter 6: Homecoming
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6: Homecoming - Tara is a seemingly pure and innocent wife and mother, who transforms to embrace and express her deepest and darkest desires. This story will contain smoking fetish elements throughout, and its initial chapters will depict dedicated pussy-stretching, and an interracial hotwife encounter. Later chapters will explore how Tara’s transformation leads her into even more extreme adventures.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Hypnosis Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Fisting Masturbation Pegging Sex Toys Big Breasts Body Modification Size Smoking Transformation
Mark heard Tara’s car pull into the driveway just after midnight. As she stepped from the car, he saw that her hair was disheveled and that she wore the unmistakable glow of a well-fucked woman. In her arms were a bundle of boxes and bags.
Mark greeted Tara at the door with a tight hug and a tender kiss. He could smell Sam’s scent on her clothes and in her hair, mixed with the lingering aroma of cigar smoke and the pungent tang of sex. Tara kissed Mark back with passion, and with not a little relief that he was still on-board with her transformation.
Mark replaced Tara’s boxes and bags with a glass of brandy and a package of her Virginia Slims. She smiled in appreciation at his thoughtfulness and followed him into the bedroom so they could talk freely, without worrying about Clara overhearing.
After changing into a comfortable lace camisole, Tara carefully selected a cigarette and brought it to life with a flick of her lighter. As the fragrant smoke curled around them, she leaned forward and, in a gush of smoke, told Mark every detail of her amazing evening with Sam.
To illustrate the story, she showed him a series of pictures that Sam had taken for Mark’s enjoyment: Tara with a big stogie in her mouth; Tara grasping Sam’s huge cock in both hands, flashing her wedding ring and marveling at its size; Tara taking Sam deep into her smoky mouth; Tara covered in cum, smoking her cigar; Tara’s face obscured by smoke as Sam licked her pussy; and Tara climaxing while she rode Sam’s cock, exhaling thick plumes from her flared nostrils.
As Tara finished recounting the details of her affair with Sam, Mark’s face was flushed with adrenaline and his eyes were wide with desire. He passed Tara a tiny black jewelry box. She opened it to reveal a dozen intricately molded charms, all in the shape of an erect penis. Some were made of white ivory, but most were shaped from black ebony. Tara was touched by Mark’s thoughtfulness and attached a single black charm to her hotwife anklet before closing the box. “But Mark,” she asked with a lopsided grin, “Why did you only buy 12?”
Mark gently kissed her and said softly, “Whoever you are, Tara,” he paused, “I love you.” Her reply was equally soft, sending shivers down his spine as she returned those three simple words.
