We're a Wonderful Wife - Dr. & Dr. Campbell
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 22
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22 - Don returns home a broken man, but with the help of his wife Lanh, he slowly recovers. Now it is Lanh's turn to chase her dreams and they move to Colorado, where she has taken a teaching position. They meet Karole, and she fast becomes Lanh and Kim-ly's new sister. Unfortunately, life takes some bad turns and tests the mettle of their marriage, and are Lanh's angels benevolent or are they hostile?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Paranormal Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism
Their last evening in Minnesota saw Karole and Kim-ly retire to their bedrooms early so Karole could get up, help milk the cows and have a good breakfast before heading out, and as usual they ended up sitting on Kim-ly’s bed, leaning on each other talking about everything, usually men. Both had a varied and exciting love life, and both lived in terror of becoming exactly what they were right now, pregnant unwed women. “What birth control did you use in college?” Kim-ly asked Karole that late evening.
“Promise you won’t tell?” asked Karole sheepishly.
“Promise!” said Kim-ly as she crossed her heart.
“Mah roommate,” said Karole quietly.
“What?” asked Kim-ly, almost laughing. “Your roommate? How does that work?”
Karole blushed and whispered. “You know, you see that guy with them shoulders, and that tight ass and that big ol’ package and you know he’d do you till you’re cross-eyed, or you’d see that super-hot professor with just the right amount of gray in his beard and he smells like sweet pipe tobacco and drives a Mercedes convertible and when he looks at you, your panties just melt, ya know what ah mean?”
Kim-ly could feel her nipples hardening just from Karole’s descriptions. “Oh, I know, what about it?”
“Well, you come back to your room and your roommate just gets out of the shower and you tell her all about Mister Wonderful and how he got your juices flowin.’ Next thing you know you an’ your roommate are working out those frustrations and a toy from your sock drawer joins the party an’...”
“No!” gasped Kim-ly, “You? Really? That’s so HAWT!”
Karole was ecstatic that Kim-ly didn’t think she was a pervert for her lesbian affairs. She smiled in relief and went on. “Ah missed guys but for birth control it worked, ain’t no chick ever knock up another chick...”
“Wellllll...” said Kim-ly, “that’s not exactly true...” she patted her tummy.
“What do you mean ... how can a woman do that...” She shrugged her shoulders, dumbfounded.
“My OB/Gyn ... I found a sperm donor and Dr. Schaeffer, a woman, took care of the rest.”
“Couldn’t you do it the old-fashioned way?” asked Karole.
“No, it’s too...” Kim-ly rolled her eyes in thought. “No, I didn’t want any complications, no men mucking up my life. Just leave it at that, let’s just say that my Danh is a Turkey Baster baby.”
“A what?” laughed Karole.
Downstairs in their suite, Don and Lanh embraced in their shower. As their lips parted, their eyes met, and Lanh slowly eased her way into the shower chair. They realized that this would be the last time they were in this room until May, their wedding anniversary, and the anniversary of the rebuilding of the bunkhouse into Lanh’s house, so they were a little sad. This house and these people meant so much to Don and Lanh that they felt sad to leave, and even though Colorado brought them and Karole together, they were both beginning to feel that the move was a huge mistake.
Lanh eased down on the shower chair; Don leaned forward for a kiss, but Lanh pressed down on his shoulders. Lanh is in charge tonight, and Don smiled. Since she realized she could take charge any time she desires, she’s become a more passionate lover. She pushed downward on Don’s shoulders, forcing his kisses lower and lower. He enjoyed blowjobs under the warm spray of the shower, she now wants to see what he enjoys so much.
Lower and lower he kissed, straight down between her small, round breasts, down to her naval where his tongue explored for a moment, making her giggle, then lower. One of Don’s great loves is to linger in “The Black Forest” a term that embarrasses Lanh. It implies that she’s incredibly hairy down there, but quite the opposite is true. Don loves what hair she has gracing her pelvic mound, soft ebony hair, so gentle on his lips and tongue. “Love me here,” she whispered as she continued to push. Lanh still won’t say “eat me” until she’s so horny she can barely think, but now she guided his mouth between her widespread legs. He gently licked her pussy lips, the tip of his tongue drawing up between them, penetrating slightly.
“Noooo,” she groaned, “don’t tease.” But Don looked up and chuckled. He was planning to tease his woman until she screamed. He continued to lick gently, and she shuddered, her head rolled back, and she sighed, “Ahhhh you bastard.”
“What did you just call me?” he laughed. He’s never heard this out of her before.
“Don’t stop!” she cried and pulled his head to her pussy. “Eat me!” she demanded.
“You just had to ask,” he chuckled, but he didn’t quite finish his statement as she grabbed his ears and pulled his mouth back to her pussy and he began suckling on her clit, his tongue dancing there, driving her crazy.
Don drew his fingernails up the length of her inner thighs, causing her to gasp and arch her back, forcing her clit and pussy against his mouth harder. She grasped his wrists, his left wrist she pulled upwards until his hand was cupping her breast, where he began squeezing the delightful, baseball size mound capped by a hard, prominent, sensitive nipple. As he pinched and twisted her nipple with his thumb and forefinger on his left hand, she pushed his right hand down to where his mouth was worrying at her most sensitive tissue.
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