Kristi tried to keep herself busy the next few days. More than usual, she totally immersed herself in her work. Because of this, it was easy to avoid seeing Amy but it didn't keep her from thinking about her and what she said. She found herself thinking of what it would be like to taste Amy's pussy.
"What would it taste like? How would it feel on her tongue?" These and other questions would suddenly pop into her thoughts. As they did, Kristi would begin to daydream about the two of them together. She would then quickly pull herself back and dive into her work. It was after work, at home where she had the hardest time not allowing herself the luxury of daydreaming.
It wasn't just about Amy she thought about. Since seeing Tim's huge erection, she found herself thinking about big cocks. It was not like she wanted to have sex with him. She just thought about his dick a lot. Not necessarily Tim's dick, but maybe one likes his. She wondered what sex would be like with a dick that size. She wondered what a cock that size would feel like in her hand and what it would feel like inside her. She tried to imagine something that big would feel "different".
That evening as she sat alone, sipping on a glass of wine, her thoughts wandered again. She thought about seeing Tim's cock again and even let different little scenarios run through her mind, like catching him jerking off again or walking in on him in the shower. Things like that. She even thought about what it would be like to spy on him and watch him jerk off. She imagined threesomes with Tim, Amy, and her.
Last night she dreamt that she came right out and asked him, "Can I see it?" and he showed her! It was soft but still very long, hanging down between his legs. She watched it grow right in front of her into this monster hard-on. Again she woke up with a start and found herself extremely wet between her legs and so turned on that she reached into the nightstand and got her vibrator out. She pulled her panties to one side and brought herself to an incredible orgasm as she recalled the dream. The orgasm she had came surprisingly fast and was unusually intense.
It was becoming more difficult not to think about sex. Whether it was with Amy or Tim's big cock. It was becoming almost an obsession. Something she would have to act on or the thoughts might consume her.
She didn't consider anything she was doing, bad or wrong. They were just thoughts and dreams. She justified herself by thinking that plenty of people had 'impure' thoughts all the time. It's not like she was acting on them, trying to do anything with her son or her best friend.
That night she woke up from another dream that should have really disturbed her, but it didn't. She dreamt that she asked Tim to see his cock again, got him hard, gave him a hand job and let his cum spray all over her. She woke up with her finger already inside her pussy and before too long, she grabbed her little vibrator, spread her legs and fucked herself with that toy like crazy. Again her orgasm almost overwhelmed her.
It had been 3 weeks and the monster between Tim's legs was now huge. Even limp, it was heavy and thick. He measured it and was now over 9 inches and that was before it became erect. His erection was even bigger and harder than before. It also became rock hard and taut. So hard it hurt.
His balls were bigger and heavier too. They seemed always full and ached to be emptied all the time. He tried to ignore the need to jack-off, to relieve the pressure but he couldn't. He was doing it 4, 5 times a day and he could do it even more. His cock was controlling him.
It was ruining his relationship with his girlfriend, Darlene. He couldn't explain to her what was going on. How he was afraid to even touch her let alone kiss her. Just thinking about it may him hard. What would happen if he got an erection while he was with her? She probably run away screaming.
She was a virgin and Tim was pretty sure she wouldn't want a huge cock the first time. Maybe he was wrong but he thought he knew her pretty well.
In about a week he would be back with Amy to measure his progress with the acne pills. As far as the acne went, it was all gone on his face and his back was almost 100% clear. When she asked about side effects, she would get an eyeful. The problem was it was a week away and his cock continued to grow. If he did unburden himself he might go crazy but whom?
Amy walked into Kristi's office and flopped in the chair across the desk.
"It has been crazy here this week," she sighed. "How are you holding up?" There was genuine concern in her voice.
"It was rough at first but I got my second wind," Kristi replied as she got up and walked from behind the desk. "You look beat."
"Yeah," was all Amy could say.
"Here, let me see if I can help." Kristi stood behind Amy and began to massage her shoulders. She massaged deep into her.
Amy sighed. "That feels good." She relaxed as Kristi continued.
Kristi massaged her shoulders through her blouse and then slowly slipped her hands under it. Her hands on Amy's skin brought a whole new sensation. She kneaded her neck and back muscles.
Amy closed her eyes. It felt good. She made no objection when Kristi undid some buttons on her blouse.
"Damn," thought Kristi, "if this feels as good to Amy as it does to me..."
She pushed Amy's blouse off her shoulders giving her more access. As she continued she pushed Amy's bra straps away. She now moved her hands down Amy's chest; her fingers reached the top of her breasts. As she did, Amy slightly arched her back, almost willing her to go further She then moved back to her shoulders and neck. She could hear Amy's breathing change as she reacted to Kristi's touch.
Kristi leaned forward and whispered in Amy's ear. "Your skin feels fantastic." She then kissed her lightly on the neck.
Amy moaned loudly and spread her legs in reaction to the kiss. She could feel her pussy spasm.
Kristi stopped and walked around the chair. Facing Amy, she put her hands on her wrists, pinning them. She leaned forward and kissed her. This time it was Kristi who thrust her tongue forward and Amy yielded.
This kiss was not like their first one. This one was wild, hot, and filled with lust. No, this one was far different.
Kristi ended the kiss and leaned back, sitting on the desk. "Well, how did I do for the first time?" she asked.
Amy looked at her. "What?"
"How did I really do? I never have done any thing like that before. Did I do ok?"
"Did you do ok?" Amy stood up and moved towards the desk. "Did you do ok?" she said again. With that, she grabbed Kristi's hand and forcefully brought it up under her skirt. She pressed it against her wet panties. "Does that answer your question? You little tease."
Letting go she took her own hand and thrusted it under Kristi's skirt. She grabbed her pussy. She could feel the moist heat coming from it. Kristi's eyes widened and she grasped.
"Please, I was only trying to do good. I never have done this before. I don't know how." Her eyes pleaded with Amy. "Don't be mad."
"So this was a practice? A test?"
"Yes," Kristi answered. "I'm sorry if I upset you but I needed to know myself. Was I good enough?"
Amy removed her hand and put her arms around her. "Good enough? I think you passed the first test. I'm a little frustrated as you were doing a great job. I understand. We'll take this slow. Not here in your office, a proper place."
"I was so nervous but I want to do this."
"Me too," Amy smiled.
The two women kissed, gently and passionately.
The warm shower water felt heavenly on her body. As Kristi lathered and rinse off, her body tingled with excitement. She rubbed her hand across her newly shaved pussy and sighed. Her body felt alive with sexual tension and she loved it. It may have been only the first little step this afternoon but it went well. She knew it was right and she knew there would be more.
Kristi was very nervous when Amy entered the office but she felt it was now or never. She needed to take the chance. Amy had let it be known she was willing but Kristi knew that she was the one that was reluctant to take the next step. She was positive that Amy would not turn her advances down but she worried that being a new thing she would not be good at it, that she wouldn't excite Amy. For all her confidence in other things, Kristi was afraid she would ruin it.
Instead it went better than expected. Amy definitely was turned on. Her wet panties gave proof of that. Moreover Kristi could feel her own excitement build. It could have gone much further, right there in the office.
Since that moment Kristi's body had seemed like a ball of sexual energy. On the ride home from work, stuck in traffic, she rubbed her pussy through her panties. She didn't orgasm. No she didn't want that yet. She wanted the feeling to build, become almost unbearable before she did that.
The past few days all her thoughts in any idle moments had been about sex. Amy, her pussy, big cocks, Tim's big cock had been on her mind. For the last three nights, her dreams had been about sex and each night she brought herself to stronger and stronger orgasms. Sex was on her mind and today she took the first step in trying something new. She had never been with a woman before but she was going to give it a try.
Today had also been a confidence boost. Since her husband left years ago, Kristi had worked hard on being confident and sure of herself and knowing what she wanted. The last few days some doubts had slipped in but they were gone now.
She stood before the mirror in her room. Tonight she knew she was going to rock her world and she decided to dress for it. She put on a shear baby doll nightie; one she hadn't wore for a while. She liked the look and it felt good on. As she moved, the slightest movement of the fabric on her skin excited her. As she moved to her bed, she heard Tim's door shut.
Perhaps if she had not been preoccupied with her aroused feelings, if she had not felt that she was now in control of the situation, if she didn't think everything was under control, she wouldn't had come to this conclusion.
Kristi suddenly felt she had neglected her son long enough. He had avoided her for too long. She was concerned about him. He seemed depressed and she wanted help. She headed for his bedroom.
Tim had jerked off again. He was doing it more and more. He couldn't sleep through the night without waking up with a raging hard-on. No matter how many times he did it, he wasn't satisfied. Magazines, computer porn wasn't doing it. His choice of videos was getting harder, darker. His favorite video was girl on girl and now he watched the same two getting fucked. He knew why he liked it at first. The brunette looked like Amy. Now he realized the blonde resembled his mom. Even though it bothered him, he was now enjoying it.
His thoughts about Amy and his mom were getting stronger. He wanted them, to see them together, to fuck them. Yes, the last video he watched had the blonde being fucked and he jacked off to it.
He knew his mom was in the shower when he started tonight. He pictured her lathered up, her tits swaying as the water sprayed off them. When he came, it was one of the most satisfying in a while.
Tim realized these thoughts were wrong in so many ways but he couldn't seem to stop them. They came more and more frequent and much more graphic. The monster was controlling him. More than ever he knew he needed to talk to someone, to unburden himself. It had to be soon.
