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Chapter 35 by Zingiber Zingiber

What's your next Move?

Call Brian on the road. (STALK) On a 7-9 he's with a co-driver. Use TOUCH YOURSELF over the phone.

"And I'm sort of fresh out of ideas, honeybear," you tell your husband over the phone. You can hear the rush and rumble of traffic behind him. "Aside from that young man at the dentist's, and those nice milk delivery men, it's just been difficult for a girl to borrow a wiener around here."

Brian laughs. "Poor sweetie-pie," he says.

You sigh. "And then this morning I was hoping to hear your college teacher girlfriend Lottie take you to Heaven, and the phone went dead."

"I'm sorry about that, sweetie-pie," Brian says. "It made me real hot, knowing you were listening in. We'll try that again another time."

"You got any time right now, honeybear? Climb back in the sleeper cab and take yourself to Heaven while you talk to me?" you ask.


Roll +COOL(0) to STALK your husband Brian: 8. On an 7-9, he's in a public place, or there's trouble in the way.


Brian's voice is a little muffled. "Hang on a sec, Howard, got to talk with my wife for a little," he says. Then he's clear again, and the freeway traffic sounds are quieter. "I've got time here, but I picked up a trainee since I talked to you this morning. Don't know if we can make it work."

"Hon, if you're all right with witnessing together, I would be," you tell Brian. "But it would mean you'd be sharing things that you might want to keep personal. What do you feel about it?"


Roll +HOT(+2) to TELL Brian and Howard you want to use TOUCH YOURSELF: 7+2=9. On a 7-9, they'll do it if you turn them on.

Roll +COOL(0) twice for Howard and for Brian; a MISS for Howard says he decided not to stay and listen in.


"So what did you have in mind, sweetie?" Brian says.

"I was figuring that you could tell me all the things you want to do with me when you get home," you say. You take a deep breath. "And you can tell me what you like about girls' poop holes. Especially mine."

You can hear Brian's voice get faster and louder. "Well, that's a fine invitation, sweetie-pie," he says.

"I'll be on shift the next few nights, honeybear, so it might be a while till we catch up again," you tell him.

"Mmm," Brian says. "Well, hmm, guess I should check with Howard whether I can take some time in the sleeper cab with you."

"And whether he wants to hear, hon," you say. "We should witness with him if it would be welcome."

"Guess so," Brian says.

"So, honeybear," you say. "Have you told him about our arrangement when you're on the road?"

"Yeah," Brian says. "He saw Lottie kissing me goodbye when the agency dropped him off, so I had to tell him."

"Oh, well that's good, you don't have to explain," you tell him. "God loves love. What did you tell him?"

"Well, hon," Brian says. "That we had the arrangement, and that I was really looking forward to getting home since you'd had your revelation."

"My goodness," you say. "I guess you did share everything. Would you ask Howard and then put me on?"


Roll +COOL(0) for Howard: 12, and for Brian: 4.


"Really, Mrs. Forbes?' Howard says when you explain. "Wow." The sounds of high-speed traffic continue from his end of the phone connection.

"Yes, hon," you tell him. "Love is God's commandment and something to be shared. I'd be pleased to have you witness in the body together. Well, witness over the phone, at least. So, you nice gentlemen can get yourselves settled and then have Brian call me back when you're ready."

Brian calls back in a few minutes. The rumble of road noise is much more muted, and you don't hear any rushing sounds from the passing traffic.

"Brian, honeybear," you say, "Are you and Howard settled down comfortably right now?"

"Yes, sweetie-pie," Brian said.

"Do you have your wieners out?"

"Yes, ma'am!" "Uh-huh, sweetie-pie."

"That's good," you tell them. "Are they nice and stiff?"

"Yes, Mrs. Forbes," Howard says. "On the way, hon," Brian says.

"That's real good. I can't see you but I can just imagine those beautiful wieners," you tell them. "Part of the beauty that God gives to a man. I've always thought so."

"Uhh, mmm," you hear. Sounds like Howard.

"So Brian, honeybear," you say. "Tell me everything you want to do to me."

"I want to take you as you are as soon as we get home," Brian says. "On the bed. Over the kitchen table. I want to feel your hot, sweet, wet pussy round my joint. I want your big, beautiful buns in my hands. I want to feel those strong muscles. You're a working, walking, woman, and I feel it in your strong butt muscles. I like it when you're hot and sweaty. It makes me hard and ready for you."

"Yes, honeybear," you say. "I want to feel you inside me. You feel so good up in me from behind, it takes me to Heaven the fastest. Even though I was ashamed so long of the dirty hole you were looking at."

And that's how you conceived your girls, Sarah and Shasta, with your honeybear begetting them on you, giving you his seed as you knelt and bent forward as if to pray. And you were praying, and Brian's wiener took you to touch Heaven and bring back your two sweet angels, only a year apart.

"And I hope," Brian says, "I hope I can get in your back door. Now that you're thinking about that."

"Mmmh," you hear from Howard to the side.

"That's why I went to see the nurse," you say. "I want to be ready, 'cause I knew you were going to ask."

"Oh, sweetie-pie, yes," Brian says. "It's gonna be so tight. So hot." You can hear his breaths, deep and fast.

"You gonna want to kiss me there?" you ask Brian.

"Yes, hon, yes, I want that so much," Brian says. "Every time I see your butthole I think of that."

"Then you should do it, honeybear. Kiss me sweetly there like I kissed Annabelle," you say.

"I might just come," Brian says, his voice fast and urgent. "That happened the first time I kissed a lady's butthole."

"Oh, hon, I had no idea," you say. "I'm glad Annabelle helped me see the light. You kiss me right there, then."

There's another murmur and sigh from Howard.

"I will, I will," Brian says. "Sweetie-pie."

"Honeybear," you say. "I wish I could see you now."

Brian chuckles. "Yeah. You've got Howard really going," he says.

"Is this working, Howard, hon?" you ask him.

"Y-yes, Mrs. Forbes," he stammers. "Yes."

"Just call me Mary, hon," you say over the phone. "Oh, honeybear?"

"Yes, sweetie?" Brian says.

"I didn't get a chance to tell you earlier," you say. "But when the nurse -- she was very cute, curly brown hair, and very pregnant? -- well, when she was showing me how to take a wiener in my back hole? She had a rubber wiener she was using on me."

"Uh-huh, you said?" Brian says.

"She told me how much she liked taking it up the back hole? So we put another rubber on it," you say.

"Oh?" Brian says.

"Ohhh," you hear from Howard.

"Yes," you say. "We put another rubber on it and got her poop hole really slippery and I put it up her behind. She touched Heaven, honeybear. That nice pregnant nurse just kept shaking and moaning and going pink in the face while I was pushing a purple rubber wiener in and out of her butt."

"AHHH!" you hear. "AH, AH, AHHH!!"

"Damn, boy," you hear Brian say. "Look at that."

"My goodness," you say.

There's a pause, quiet except for fast breathing slowly easing off, and except for the low rumble of trucks on the highway.

Then there's some sounds of movement and sorting things out on the other side of the phone.

"Come back in fifteen, all washed up." Brian says.

"Right," Howard says. You hear some thumping and sliding and a door opening and closing.

You and Brian talk a little, now that you're alone.

"You didn't make it, honeybear?" you say. "Oh, hon."

"Sorry, hon, I couldn't stay with it," Brian says. "I think you'd have to be in the room, or just you and me."

Or if there was another girl right there with him like Lottie, not another fellow he just met today.

"I miss you like crazy, honeybear," you say. "You take good care of yourself out there."

"I will," Brian says. "I'm gonna be thinking of your pretty butthole all the way out, and all the way home."

"You be thinking of the road, honey," you say. "Praying to our angels only does so much."


Gain +1 XP from Howard using Touch Yourself. You have 2 XP.

You have +0 Hard, +3 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Mistress, Mind Control, and Touch Yourself.

What's your next Move?

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