Maserbatory Fantasies
Author's note: this is a legacy story from the ghost of Tumblr past with photos swapped out to be hopefully acceptable to the ghost of Tumblr present.
"Look, if anyone has a right to be offended here, it’s me,” Dan argued. “You’re the one who went snooping through my phone. You’re the one who went through my Tumblr account and then deleted it!”
“Just shut up, Dan,” Chandra said. "You’re disgusting.”
“They’re just masturbatory fantasies, Chandra!” He insisted. “They don’t mean anything!”
“Yes, they do,” she said. “They mean you’re a sick fuck!”
He sighed and rolled over.
After less than five minutes, his breathing changed. She knew he was masturbating. The sick fuck! The disrespectful bastard! In their own bed no less!
What was he fantasizing about? From his Tumblr, it was bound to be something sick and mysogynistc, but there were many possibilities. Apparently even family members weren’t off limits, if some of the stories on his Tumblr was any indication.
But most were about men turning their wives into bimbos in some way or another. She had had to scroll through the entire sick thing just to make sure he hadn’t posted pictures of her on it. Thank god he hadn’t but how could she ever unsee what he had posted?
And now he was quietly stroking himself to those sick fantasies in their own bed, probably imagining he had turned her into some whore that would be fine with his perversion.
She elbowed him hard in the kidney.
“Don’t do that here, you sick fuck,” she said.
He sighed and got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
He left his phone. Chandra didn’t know whether to be happy about that or not. She decided on not. She stewed in her anger for eight more minutes.And then she felt very, very warm and confused.
What was happening to her? This wasn’t right…
It was… It was…
So hot! She was so hot! She was such a hot piece of ass!
“Hi, stud!” She called to her husband when he slunk back into the room. “See anything you like?”
"Ch-Chandra?” He stammered.
She giggled and stroked herself. She loved to surprise him and turn him on. It made her feel sexy.
"I've just been such a naughty little slut, deleting your Tumblr,” she said. “I was just jealous you didn’t have any pictures of me! Don’t you think I’m sexy, Dan? Don’t you think your pervy friends would want to jerk it to your slutty wife?”
“I…I was just now thinking… In the bathroom… This is impossible… I’m going insane,” Dan babbled.
“I’m crazy hot and you not sharing with the less fortunate is just stingy, Dan,” she said, grabbing his phone and holding it out. “Make me famous, Stud!”
He took his phone with a trembling hand and fumbled with it as if trying to bring up the camera without looking away from her fine naked form. God, Chandra loved that! She had been so foolish to get jealous over his Tumblr.
He took picture after picture as she struck pose after pose, waggling her ass at the camera, stroking her twat, squeezing her tits. Nothing made her feel more like a woman than being on display like this! She was so into it!
And apparently Dan was too!
“I want pics of THAT in my MOUTH!” She said, pointing to his tented pajama bottoms and then her mouth.
She loved a man who could take direction!
He took shot after shot of her blowing him. It was making her so horny! She couldn’t wait for him to upload them!
But she needed a money shot!
"Come on my face, Dan!” She begged, vigorously milking his cock, slick with her spit. “I want you to post pics of you cumming on my face!”
He made a strangling noise and blew up in her hand, plastering her with goo as she squealed with delight.It took her a second to realize he had dropped his phone. She pouted at her husband’s fuck up, but grabbed it and started taking selfies while she was still dripping.
"So, um, Chandra,” he said. “That was, um, amazing.”
"Yeah,” she agreed as she did a series of shots of her scooping jizz off her tit with two fingers and then sucking it off. "I mean, we can do better, but it’s a great start for the blog.”
She found the Tumblr app on Dan’s phone and created a new account for him, with “Chadra’sA$$” as the password.
"Do you, um, remember what we were fighting about before?” He asked.
"Yeah, of course,” Chandra said, selecting the best shots and uploading them, getting a little thrill at the thought of strangers masturbating to her with each successful upload. “I was pissed that you had random skanks and bimbos on your blog instead of my sweet ass!”
“Yeah, um, that was it,” he agreed. “Sorry about that. Do you, uh, remember when you grew your hair out?”
“What do you mean?” She asked looking up from her work. "I’ve had it this long since before we were together. I thought you liked it?”
“Oh, I do! I do! I’ve always fantasized about it…” he said.
“You’re acting weird, Babe,” Chandra observed. “It’s like I sucked your brain outta your dick!”
She giggled at that. He chuckled nervously. She resumed uploading her pics to Tumblr.
"I’m, a, going to check something,” he said after a few minutes of silence and slid out of bed.
"Hurry back, stud!” She said. “I’m up for another round when you are!”
Dan took his time, though, and soon Chandra started taking more selfies. She really needed to get some sex toys. Some of the skanks on Dan’s old blog had butt plugs. She wondered what that would be like. She could probably rock a butt plug with her sweet ass.
So hot. So hot.
Chandra felt hot.
And confused.
And the world got swirly.
Dan staggered backed into the bedroom and gaped at her."Hey Stud! You came back!” Chandra gushed. “Up for round two?”
“Oh god,” Dan exclaimed. “I am going to need so much Viagra.”
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