The Busty Blonde Wives Of Titshurt
Copyright© 2007 by Jennifer Nugent
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - All the wives in the wealthy, secluded town of Titshurt are beautiful young blondes with massive tits, and Tara thinks it's odd that none of them object to the cruel, unnecessary torments being forced on their tender breasts, day and night! Why do these women put up with it? The other wives keep telling Tara she'll find out on Saturday night, and sure enough, Tara soon discovers: Seven days of boob-abuse is worth the relief these sexy young wives receive at the weekly Titshurt Town Meeting!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Reluctant Rape Coercion BiSexual Heterosexual Humor Cheating BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Humiliation Sadistic Torture Swinging Group Sex Interracial White Couple Black Male White Male White Female Oral Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Voyeurism Size Leg Fetish 2nd POV
"Oh, why are they doing this to the wives of Titshurt?"
Well, Brandi was right. Tara had to change bras all the time - sometimes more than once an hour - to exchange one type of breast-torment for another.
"This is ridiculous," Tara complained to her husband as they followed the real estate agent in their Aston Martin. She squirmed in the passenger seat from the agony provided by a bra which was designed with straps to keep her boobs squished against each other. "This is a ridiculous town with a ridiculous law which accomplishes nothing other than to degrade and humiliate women, by needlessly punishing our breasts!"
"Did you try the one that gives the electric shocks?" Preston asked, his mouth dry and his forehead perspiring, obviously trying to hide his excitement.
"I didn't even know there was one that gave electric shocks," Tara moaned. "Oh, why are they doing this to the wives of Titshurt?"
That evening, while Preston was in the shower, Tara found her Victoria's Secret and Fredericks of Hollywood catalogs, and began to shop for more conventional brassieres. She phoned her orders in, being careful to specify that she needed these to be shipped by FedEx Priority Overnight.
"Do I have to wear one of these punishment-bras to bed?" Tara moaned pitifully to Preston. "No one will know if I don't, and they hurt."
She didn't like the way Preston was looking at her... like he thought there was something funny about her predicament. It was bedtime, so Tara was naked. She always slept naked, except on cold nights when she would wear a pair of Preston's white athletic socks to keep her feet warm.
And now Preston, along with the entire town, was expecting her to wear a bra to bed. Wearing nothing but a bra, or nothing but a bra and a pair of socks, was a degrading way to have to dress.
Preston stared like he'd never seen a naked woman before. "They hurt, huh?"
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