Chapter 2
And so it begins
The day was hot and humid. The kind that made Alice felt like a dish rag. Pulling her car into the drive way she shut down the motor. Opening the back door of her car she took two sacks of groceries off the backseat and kicked the door shut with her foot. With her arms full with the two sacks of groceries she struggled into the house. The exertion with the heat caused to perspire heavily. Thank God the air conditioner was working she thought. She had it was running at full blast trying to keep main floor of the house nice and cool.
Another plus was a big Oak tree that grew in the back yard outside of the kitchen window. It shaded most of the kitchen and some of the back area of the house. Spence built a bench all the way around the trunk of the massive Oak. When the nights were cool, she and Spence, her husband would go out and sit on the bench and talk.
They would talk about all most everything. Travel plans and jobs. Repairs that were needed around the house and on occasions about sex. They both wanted to experiment some but knew where or how to start. The both agreed that it would be easy to go just fuck someone but they wanted to be sure of themselves, their marriage and what they were doing and who they were doing it with.
By the time she had gotten in the house, with the groceries and sat them on the kitchen table. She said out loud to no one there "Shit I am soaking wet and sweating like a friging pig". Wiping her brow with the back of her hand she went to the fridge and got herself got a cold Corona. Popping the cap she took a long drink of the cold, refreshing, gold colored liquid. Then stood pressing the cold bottle to her forehead breathed a sigh of relief as to just how good the cold bottle felt against her skin.
Taking her beer and going into the guest bathroom. She took a wash cloth from the towel rack, run the water until it was cold and then soaked the wash cloth with the cool water. After wringing it out she began wiping the sweat from her face, and under arms.
After rinsing it again with the cool tap water, she unbuttoned the two buttons to the straps that held up the bib to her sun dress. She let the bib fall to her waist exposing her breast, and then began wiping the undersides of each breast where perspiration had formed and had begun running down her sides and chest. Taking a hold of her left breast by the nipple and pulling it outward to wash around it she got an immediate rush. It was just like a shot of electricity in her pussy.
Suddenly out of no where a long lost memory found its way to the front of her mind Ms Robin thought it would be fun to put nipple stretchers on my nipples and elongate them to match her oversized clit?
She had no idea where the thought came from? But suddenly it was there? She thought it might have something to do with Lindsey, her step sister, using the leather strap on her boobs. No. Ok. Then what?? Wait? She stood trying to think clearly but her mind was a mass of jumbled thoughts and confusion. "What in the hell" she again said out loud to no one there, her mind trying to sort out some sort of logic or cause, could it be because of my dreams she thought? Shaking her head she knew that these crazy reoccurring thoughts did not make any sense but lately they would just pop into her head?
For some reason she began thinking about her nipples being stretched? Stretched about twice their normal length? Then some where along the way her nips were changed from a dull brownish color to a bright red. It was the same with the edge of the lips or her vulva. Struggling with the thoughts and try to remember; she stood trying to search the recess of her mind. She vaguely remembers lying on a table at a tattoo parlor. But She could not remember where or when or even why. It's a shadow of a memory, nothing more.
She thought she remember some pain but not even sure of that. Why the fuck did I even have it done? That is if she even had it done. Could some one else have had it done to her? But why? How could they have had it done to her with out her knowledge? There had to be a good amount of pain involved considering the places it involved.
She stood wondering while she drank her beer if had anything with Lindsey punishing her by using her step dads leather strap on her boobs and cunt, "God I hate the word, why in the hell do I keep using it?" she ask herself. She reasoned that it could be one of the reasons why it was so easy for someone to stimulate her and make cum by playing with her nipples or the lips of her cunt she thought to herself that word again, why in the hell do I keep using it"
Continuing to smile she began thinking how much Spence loves tugging on her extended red buds. Having him pull on her nipples drove her wild, just as playing with the lips of her cunt did. That dam word again she reminded herself. And when he finally managed to get a hold of her clit, well she chuckled; she would go off like a bottle rocket on the fourth of July.
From the living room she could hear the radio playing the oldies. Spence paid an installer to come to the house and install speakers in the ceiling of the living room and kitchen and hook them up to the new stereo system he had purchased a couple of weeks ago. It was worth every penny of the cost. The sound system flooded the house with music. Only problem was the speakers in the kitchen did not work. The installer was coming out again next week to find out why the speakers in the kitchen were not working.
Both she and Spence loved the earlier stuff. The sixties and seventies were their thing. Jefferson Airplane came on and began playing as the announcer gave the name of the next tune, "White Rabbit"
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
Suddenly with out thinking she began twisting her nipple a lot harder, her eyes started to glass over and a fog settled on her mind. She was looking but not seeing, her only thought was "God it fees so fucking good". With that she pulled harder and began twisting it. She became flushed and a strong need to have her tits and ass whipped along with a good fucking flashed into her mind like a comet. Yes that would really feel so good.
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
Ms Robin had them pierced and hung all kinds of things off of them, mostly lead fishing weights. The nipple stretchers looked like little crowns. "I do not know how long we will stretch them but an inch or so sounds like fun"?
Sitting down with her beer she was now off in sub-space some where.
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call...
"Yes mam. It was great. I got drunk with the sisters at the sorority house. But when that black football guy put coke on my nipples while he was fucking me I almost lost it. Then he proceeded to put some on the head of his dick and some on my clit and I began to cum, and cum and cum, multiple orgasms' mam. Oh my God mam, I was blubbering like an idiot. Everyone was laughing," it's funny," me moaning and groaning like a crazy whore and thrashing around like a fish out of water. Shit, then peeing and screaming and still cuming, I was in heaven and the guy fucking me just kept fucking me until he finally got his nut. That was such a great experience."
Call Alice
