3D Comic: The Chaperone. Episodes 105-106

Author's Note: Hello readers, it has come to my attention while re-reading my stories that I need to work on my structure to make it more reader friendly. I haven't changed the story at all but just making it easier on the eyes. Also, please note that I use italics as inner thoughts of the main character and since my favorite genre of movies are musicals I use the the italics for musical breaks as well. For those of you who are not aware of my work, I try to make my stories as illustrative as possible so you, as the reader, will have a clear visual of the characters and the environment. Please enjoy and like always constructive criticism is welcomed! I Can’t Believe I Cheated I honestly cannot tell you how I let this happen but it did. All I can BDSM say is once it started, I don’t know if I can stop it. His charm and sexual magnetism made my pussy drip the moment he touched me. This can ruin my marriage and not to mention my family life, but I’m addicted to his cock. My name is Erin Avena and I am Bobby Johnson’s slut! It was a Saturday night and my husband and I were excited to finally be going out with friend’s. We have very busy lives with us both having full-time jobs and being parents to two wonderful children. My husband, Jacob, is a anime Case Manager at a correctional facility and I am a Software Engineer working for an Investment Company. We have made a great life together. We have achieved the American Dream, so to speak. Jacob and I have tried to schedule date-nights to get our love life back on track because we know it has become stale but something always seems to come up to derail our plans. We are very much in love with one another and have been together for 17-years and married for 15 of them. Communication has never been an issue with us. We have made the point early on in our relationship to have dinner every night to talk about our day and anything else going on in our lives. Jacob stressed that issue when we got married because he saw how his parents drifted apart because of lack of communicating with one another and he didn’t want that for us. Now that we have our children continuing that tradition is of most importance because we want to be involved in our kids’ lives. As you probably could guess, with all this going on means me and my husband don’t have a lot of time for our sex life which we both realize needs improvement. Between us working, taking our teens kids to school and their subsequent soccer practices, Tae-Kwon Do classes, and play dates Jacob and I have lost our way in the intimacy department. We love being parents but it has changed the quality time mature we spend together and forget about alone time especially with the kids’ always around. We have become great parents but we have become horrible lovers. Our sex life which once was twice a day and at least 4 times a day on the weekends has dwindled down to barely twice a month! We get in a quickie every now and again, which I don’t count, but we have not FUCKED in a while. Jacob and the kids are my whole world! I know he adores me, is faithful and will do anything for our family so this is why I am so disgusted with myself for what I did and continue to do. This is my story: As I’m standing in the bathroom looking in the mirror applying my makeup Jacob peaks in at me and asks, “Honey, do you know where I put my blazer?” Looking at him through the mirror I reply, “I put it on the hanger inside the closet because you left it on the bed and I didn’t want it getting wrinkled.” He smiled, blew me a kiss and was about to head back into the bedroom until he notices the sheer lingerie I have on. Walking up behind me putting his crotch up against my ass then dry humping me he whispers in my ear as we make eye contact through the mirror, “Damn, baby you look delicious. You making my dick hard right now.” Leaning back against his chest I smile while reaching for his hard cock through his boxer-briefs and say in a sultry tone, “I would like nothing more than for you to bend me over right here and bury this dick of yours in my wet pussy but our friends will be here any minute and we need to get dressed. I don’t want to look freshly fucked when they get here.” He moaned as I removed my hand from his dick “Baby, c’mon we haven’t had sex in… shit, I don’t even remember the last time we Hardcore had sex. Let me just put the tip in, pleassse?” So I squeezed them against him instead. I moved up her body and BDSM teens suckled on her nipples while my fingers worked their magic on her throbbing cunt. There was a visibly wet spot right where my butt was and there was a slight dampness to area the rest of my body was in. A quick shower and some late-night television Hardcore filled the rest of my night. As I walk into my home, I find my mother asleep in Emily’s lap on the couch. “It’s sort of like the grocery store in that anime you can buy food, but while there is a lot less variety, the food you buy here is already prepared for you. And the local police and the ‘federales’ would not help us. Her horns curved demonically from her amber hair, and shined black in the midmorning sun. I mean, look at him? I sort of peeked down at her over my bunched shirt wondering what she was thinking right now. “That’s as it may be sir but buggery of a person under the age of twenty one years is punishable by a term of imprisonment not exceeding seven years sir.” Broadstairs explained. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. Just then everything went dark as a blindfold covered her eyes. Our mother, aunt, Pam's mom, and Lee were his sex slaves, Melody and Pam were his girlfriends, Alicia was his little princess, and I was his sister with benefits. Jake remembered Rachel moaning into his cock and tried it with her tits. While she had been reading, he noticed droplets of her nectar forming on her vulva. “Hmmmm..” I mature responded, “I don’t know about this...” As the day progressed and the booze flowed, we started to make comments about each other’s girls as well as our own. "What? “We’d better get you out of these wet clothes, I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold” It was silver, so wonderfully shiny. Her dick's thrust kept the pleasure rippling through me. My flesh spasmed around her while our tongues dueled. From now on I expect you to come to my room every night. It slid its full length into her easily. “Now this is where it gets more interesting.” She wraps the tape around the base of my cock, to measure its girth. Spurt after spurt shot off inside her. Kara abuses her perky breasts. “We’ve got things to take care of down here, and your tone is not appreciated.” My pussy clenched.