We're a Wonderful Wife - Dr. & Dr. Campbell
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
“You dreamed about Reggie again last night,” said Norma. The sexy, athletic sports medicine scholar bustled around the room making sure that everything was packed up. In two more hours, they would graduate, get their diplomas, and be on their way.
“Ah know! Ah couldn’ find the little booger. Ah looked and looked and looked, then I found him layin’ on mah bed snuggled up with mah teddy bear.” Karole’s only salute to girlhood was a five-foot-tall teddy bear. It was a beat-up old thing given to her by one “Uncle” or another and it was the only thing that followed her from one trailer to another as her mother’s “relationships” soured.
Reggie is Karole’s dream baby. Karole had a horrible upbringing. She had no permanent home. Her mother dragged her from one boyfriend’s house to another, where she mostly lived on the couch. Karole always dreamed that she would have a baby and name him Reggie then tell everyone that he was named after her father, the problem is that Karole didn’t know who her father was, which may be why Reggie was important to her as a little girl, it would give her a link to a man she knew nothing about. Reggie was a secret. She never spoke about him until she went off to college and he became more and more real, living in her psyche and affecting her waking life until she told her roommate all about him.
Karole was a lonely child. She spent most of her time avoiding the grabbing hands and the throbbing cocks of her mother’s boyfriends, protecting her virginity for that “perfect boy.” She was called “Trailer Trash” and “White Trash” by her schoolmates, so she grew up alone, amusing herself with activities she could do far from the judging eyes of her classmates. When Karole was twelve, she would go fishing in the Okefenokee swamp for catfish and she would take some catfish to an old witch in the swamp named Grandma Noah. One day Grandma Noah told her she was going to have five children and her first boy she was going to name Reggie, which freaked out the girl because she never spoke about Reggie. Here at the University of Georgia, she had been dreaming of Reggie more and more lately.
A couple of months ago, she had a dream that she was losing Reggie. She couldn’t explain how or why she thought she was losing him. All she knew was that she was losing him. The dream went on for hours. Terror and sorrow filled her heart and then it stopped and left her so exhausted she was unable to go to class.
Last night’s dream that she couldn’t find Reggie didn’t terrify her, she knew deep down that he was safe, it just upset her she couldn’t see him, she searched through a huge house when she found him snuggled up with that ratty old stuffed bear she knew he was safe and well cared for.
“Make sure you have that bear packed with all of your stuff,” said Norma as she zipped up her suitcase. Neither girl had much stuff to move. All that Karole brought was a small, inefficient refrigerator, a tiny microwave, a big teddy bear, and a laptop. When she finished with her textbooks, she sold most of them, and having no boyfriends, there were no gifts to pack, dispose of, or return. She didn’t even have mail to pack, having no living relatives (that she knows of) she received only junk mail and a few magazines.
“Damn girl! It looks like you were never here!”
Karole stood, adjusted her mortarboard, and smiled. “I even packed all of my clothes,” she opened her gown to show Norma that under the gown she was completely naked.
“I dare you to go to graduation like that,” gasped Norma.
“I will if you will,” said Karole with an evil grin.
Norma stood and opened her gown to reveal that all she was wearing was a pair of thigh high black nylons. “I’m way ahead of you,” she grinned as she held up her only other accessory, a pair of high heel fuck-me pumps. The moisture glistening on Norma’s inner thighs told Karole that Norma had something on her mind. They melted into each other’s arms and their mouths met in a gentle kiss that got blistering hot quickly.
As they kissed, Norma eased Karole’s gown off of her shoulders and Karole lowered her arms to let the gown puddle on the floor, then Karole felt herself being guided toward Norma’s side of the room. Her hands stroked and squeezed Norma’s firm, round butt for what she realized would be the last time. Just as when she tried to probe Norma’s asshole with an exploring finger, she felt her calves bump against Norma’s bed and Norma gave her a sudden push and Karole was sprawled across Norma’s bed and Norma was suddenly on her.
Giggling, Karole started fighting back and as they wrestled, Norma stretched out across Karole, grabbing her wrist. Her position lined her breast up with Karole’s mouth and Karole took advantage of the situation and her mouth sucked in Norma’s breast, her tongue flickering and teasing her until the sensations caused her nipple to harden, and then Karole’s teeth bit down on Norma’s nipple sending electric shocks of pleasure through Norma’s body. It almost caused her to stop what she was doing, but she was able to get Karole’s wrist locked into the manacle that was secured to the bedpost.
Emboldened by that small victory, Norma continued to struggle against Karole until she got Karole’s free arm locked into the manacle on the other bedpost and now she was trapped, just like Karole had her last week. They lay panting after their titanic struggle, their bodies covered with a light sheen of perspiration. “I’m going to miss you mija” smiled Norma, “I’m going to miss this bleached hair...”
“Hey!”
“ ... and these big fake boobies...”
“They’re real! Oh, My Gawd!” Norma started suckling and nipping on Karole’s nipples, which for some reason were extra sensitive after spending the night dreaming of Reggie. Norma settled down and made love to those magnificent breasts, so round and firm, they had to be fake, but they were completely real. Three years of play and experience taught Norma that Karole’s breasts were as real as her own B cup breasts. Was it jealousy that caused Norma to spend so much time playing with Karole’s breasts, or was it scientific curiosity? One thing is for certain, after dreaming of Reggie at night, Karole’s breasts were always ultra-sensitive the next day and Norma planned to see if she could get Karole to cum just from stimulating those big, beautiful boobs.
Norma switched from the left to the right nipple, her tongue washing over the nipple as her mouth sucked in much of her breast. At the same time, she was pinching and twirling Karole’s left nipple between finger and thumb. Karole stopped fighting the sensations coming from Norma’s attention that fades from aggressive to gentle and back, and just accepted the fact that Norma wants to use Karole’s body and tied up there’s nothing Karole can do but submit to her sexy roommate and enjoy.
Norma switched her attention back to Karole’s left breast by leaving a trail of gentle nips from the right breast, down the slope of that magnificent orb, and up the other fleshy mound to the turgid nipple that was erect in anticipation. Karole was out of her mind with pleasure, she rolled her head and arched her back mewling and gasping in desire as Norma kissed and sucked one nipple then the other, Karole alternately tried to escape Norma’s touches then tried to push her breast into Norma’s mouth more firmly.
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