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Chapter 19 by dr_wankenstein dr_wankenstein

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Mike Suzuki comes home

"Whew! Long day at work!" Samantha's husband, Mike Suzuki, the six-foot former quarterback, incredibly handsome and strong and good at his job, walked into the bedroom, peeling off his shirt. "Can't wait to lie down and... Samantha. Really. Again?"

"It's not what it looks like," said Samantha, who was sitting on Bonnie's face, forcing the unlucky tomboy to lick her ebony pussy. Bonnie, red-faced and sweating, writhed and squirmed as the thousand miniature tickle monsters currently tap-dancing between her legs prodded her clit with their prickly electric stilettos. "I'm..."

"Yes?

"I'm... ah! Brushing Bonnie's hair?"

"No you're not," Mike scolded. "You're making her eat your pussy. And are those spanky pants I see?"

"Um... what are spanky pants?"

"Off," Mike instructed, and Samantha immediately hopped off Bonnie's face. She turned around without having to be instructed, wearing nothing but a man's white shirt, and presented her plump bottom to be spanked, which Mike duly did.

"Shameful," he tsked, shaking his head while looking Bonnie up and down lecherously. She took a deep breath, face sticky with Samantha's pussy juices, and gasped, "PLEASE TAKE OFF MY SPANKY PANTS!"

"Are you sure? You're naked under there, you know."

"YES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!"

"Okay," said Mike, pulling Bonnie's spanky pants down to expose her freckled thighs and the ginger curls between her legs. He ran a finger between the soft pink folds of her labia, drew a circle around her tender, throbbing clit and said "Why does itching powder always make you girls so wet?"

"EEK! I'M NAKED! PUT MY SPANKY PANTS BACK ON!"

"Okay," said Mike, and pulled Bonnie's pants back up. Immediately she started squirming and begging him to take them off again. He shook his head. "You had your chance."

"Um..."

"Yes, Samantha?"

"Am I in trouble?"

"Trouble? For disobeying my direct order to stop **** Pinkwhistle girls and putting itching powder in their spanky pants? Do you think you're in trouble for that?"

"Um... no?"

"Guess again."

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