Sylvia's Boy Toy Ch. 03-04
Author's Note
Hello, dear reader! Thank you for taking the time to check out the 3rd and 4th chapters of my first work. Thank you also to my return readers for your patience regarding the long pause between the previous installment and this one - life simply got in the way. For those who are new to my page, welcome! I am a new writer striving to write a sexy but also compelling story. I really love comments, so please give me your feedback!
If you want to truly get the most out of this read, it is strongly recommended you check out chapters 1-2 before reading chapters 3-4. To my readers that are here just to get their rocks off (I see you - been there!), you should know that the hot and heavy stuff starts right away in chapter 1, so no need to worry about a slow burn or build up in the early chapters regarding sex. (Let's be real - plenty of erotica lovers are here firstly to wank, but often end up staying for the story...myself included) That said, the first two chapters really should be read first to understand the context of the characters and the plot.
I hope you enjoy!
- CunnilingusKing93
Chapter 3 - Morning Routines
The bed shook, squeaked, and squealed as the man and woman made passionate love in their upstairs bedroom. Joshua let out a small gasp and moan as his angel rode him like a pornstar, rocking her hips with perfect technique. He ran his hands along the small of her smooth back, then took hold of one of her small but round ass cheeks. He smacked it, making her groan with equal delight. She rocked her hips even faster. He laid back and relaxed as he felt her pump herself up and down on his cock with fervor, her hands planted on his muscular chest. His own hands left her ass cheeks and ran along her hips, then to her stomach.
His hands continued upward and gently cupped Alina's breasts, kneading the nipples between his fingers. She moaned even louder at the sensation, relishing in his touch.
"I love you," said his wife.
"I love you more." replied Josh.
Josh continued to fondle his gorgeous wife's small breasts, losing himself in the passion of their lovemaking.
And yet a conflict had taken hold of Josh's heart...While he loved his wife and enjoyed making love to her, he had a secret regret. As he continued to fondle Alina's chest, he inwardly wished that they were larger than the small handful he was groping. In fact he usually harbored a secret desire for a riper, curvier, and more lush body than the tall and thin one his wife possessed. He loved her for who she was on the inside, he knew he should feel lucky to have such a gorgeous wife, and yet the secret desire was always there. He did not dare ask her to go under the knife for him, her lack of confidence in her own body image alone was enough reason to avoid asking her to get work done for him. To ask her would also wreck her confidence as well as break her heart.
Besides, if word got out to any of their family and friends that he had even asked her to improve her looks, they would call him crazy, maybe even a selfish pig! She was incredibly beautiful from head to foot, with shiny blonde hair, a stunning face, and a killer body. She was lean and fit from regular exercise as a gymnast, and was extremely good in the sack. She was incredibly intelligent and kindhearted, the kind of woman most men would trade their left nut for. She was everything a man could ever want.
And yet Josh wanted more.
Josh was still massaging Alina's chest as she rode him, secretly wishing they were bigger, but squeezing them gently just the same.
And then suddenly, miraculously, her tits began to swell.
Josh's eyes grew wide as he felt the breasts beneath his palms begin to expand, not only growing as large as his hands, but then bypassing them in size and scope. They continued to swell until they made his hands look small by comparison, finally halting at a gigantic size!
Josh was stunned! Alina, however, did not seem to notice the sudden growth on her chest. Her eyes were closed and she still rocked her hips over him - even his own body seemed unable to stop their sweet rhythm, despite his shock.
His hands explored her new, huge breasts, fascinated by their sudden appearance. He loved feeling how full and massive they were - they jiggled amazingly in his hands as she bounced up and down on his cock. His hands glided along her new cleavage, mentally noting that he would be able to fuck her titties now if he desired to, as long as she was willing. Suddenly he felt something hard graze across his palm. He shifted his hand to see a nipple piercing he hadn't noticed before. Both nipples were pierced! He had meant to ask her where and when she had gotten these, but he was too lost in a haze of lust and wonder as they continued their fuck.
Josh kept on rubbing Alina's massive tits for a few minutes, loving their massive size. Once he had gotten his fill of touching them (and playing with the piercings), he moved his hands to her hips to just admire the view of them bouncing up and down with every thrust.
Next came another miracle - her hips were becoming wider, her thighs growing thicker. His hands moved to her ass to feel it was also growing! It kept the same round, bubble shape, but had grown to twice its original size! Her hips and thighs swelled until she had had become extremely curvy all over. Even her pussy seemed to have tightened slightly! Her stomach was the only thing that mostly stayed the same, except it had gone from a golden tan to a pale white. And it now sported a bellybutton piercing.
In fact, Josh noted that her entire body had gone the pale, creamy color of white milk. Other piercings had appeared as well, including one he could feel occasionally brushing exquisitely along his shaft as Alina continued to fuck him. And suddenly, she had multiple tattoos! What the hell?!?
He looked up to Alina's face - but instead of his blonde and beautiful wife, he was looking at an equally if not more-beautiful brunette that he knew quite well. She stared down at him with a satisfied smile. Sylvia.
Sylvia grinned wickedly, never slowing or stopping the pace of their fuck.
"You like the new look, babe?"
Josh simply stared, but seemed to be unable to stop himself from rising to meet her thrusts. Sylvia grinned even wider.
"Close your mouth, honey. Or else I will put that tongue of yours to work. After all, I now own you now, number 40. You're my bitch."
Josh was flabbergasted, not sure how any of this could be! How had this happened? Where was Alina?
Josh managed to sputter,
"I...I don't understand!"
Sylvia's cold, dark eyes burned into his, her grin somehow both malicious yet so so sexy.
"Just enjoy, my slave. Relax and enjoy this while you can. It will all be over soon."
"Wha...what do you mean?"
The bed continued to squeak as they fucked. Josh was confused, his brain felt fuzzy and he was lost in his lust.
"Meaning your life, the life you knew, is now over. It belongs to me now, and I am very, very hungry. In fact, I am starving!"
Josh looked down in horror to find he could not pull away from her, that he had lost control of his body. He watched helplessly as his body moved of its own accord, fucking upwards into the beautiful monster riding him. Her pussy plunged upwards and then downwards over and over again, the view was both horrible yet was the sexiest he had ever laid eyes on. He could see Sylvia's tattoo above her vagina (Your Meal) quite clearly. He felt an immense pressure building in his balls as he approached his orgasm.
And in an instant, Josh knew what was going to happen a second before it did. But it was too late - he was going to cum. The view and the sensations were far too much.
"Noooo!"
But all Sylvia did was laugh in response as Josh began to shoot his load into her. But Josh knew that it was no ordinary load - his life essence was spilling into her, draining him of his strength and sense of self. Sylvia had finally halted her thrusting, settling herself on him as far in as his throbbing cock could go. Josh continued to squirt, feeling his life slip away. In another 10-15 seconds, he would be dead.
"No..." he gasped in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes." Sylvia grinned at him evilly.
The world was going out of focus now. So this is how it ends, Josh thought. I started life in a vagina and now I am leaving it in one. How ironic.
Before the world went entirely dark, he managed to ask one last question. A barely audible whisper.
"Why?"
Still grinning maliciously, Sylvia replied.
"Because I own you. You are mine. And because I can."
And then everything went black.
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Josh awoke with a jolt, panting and in a cold sweat. His head was spinning wildly.
Am I alive? How could that be? Sylvia killed me!
He reached up and touched his face, grasped at his chest. His heart was pounding and he was sweating profusely, despite the fact that he was on top of the blankets and had stripped off his clothes at some point in the night. He quickly took in his surroundings.
He was not upstairs in his old bedroom, full of photos and memories of his old life, but downstairs in his living room made into his makeshift bedroom. It was still dark outside. And there was no sign of Sylvia, or sadly, of Alina.
He was alone.
Josh turned to his alarm clock - it read 6:27 AM. Then he registered there was something wet around his abdomen.
Looking down, he saw that he had cum in his sleep all over himself. His wet dream had also doubled as a nightmare, go figure.
With a groan, he climbed off the bed, making his way to the kitchen. His body still felt achy from yesterday. Every part of him felt sore from his head to his feet, including his cock, which was flaccid and spent, not in its usual morning wood position. He supposed that having orgasmed so frequently in the last 7 or 8 hours or so had left his balls quite empty.
After cleaning off all of his cum, he settled into his usual morning routine. His breathing finally began to slow as he went about making his morning coffee. He would have his morning shot of caffeine, a hot shower, and end the morning with a decent breakfast. One last morning of normalcy before entering into sexual slavery. He shuddered at the thought.
However deep down he knew that part of him was eagerly looking forward to it as well. Anticipation tingled through him, even in his current state.
