Break The Ice...Hot Chocolate Strip!

Now what you are about to do would be a true test of lust. Wendy has never been sexual nor did she initiate sexual acts, you walk to the bathroom to conjure up a wishful plan. In the bathroom you carefully plot over what will indeed break the ice?

I wish that Wendy with every sip of hot chocolate had the unbelievable urge to strip and perform a strip show for me. She won't be capable to hold herself back with every sip and feel incredibly aroused. By the end of her hot chocolate she will feel obliged to carry out the strip show.

You head back to the lounge in the knowing that if this were to work, then you genuinely have the power. Wendy has always felt offended and put down by the thought of stripping, she had no appreciation of her own body..... This wish would be the true test......

You talk to Wendy about this and that, she appeared entranced by your words and you can tell your voice give her goosebumps, her tits appeared to have hardened. With every word you spoke, she would play with her hair or run her fingers over her face. At this moment your cock is extending in your pants, but you compose yourself and see what might come next.

Wendy is halfway through the hot chocolate, you speak to her about wedding preparations. As you continue talking you find Wendys hand roaming uncontrollably over her left breast,when you look at her action she realises what she's doing and stops. Even so, when you don't look at her, she does it again, with more sips of her hot chocolate you see her make expressions that were fuelled by lust. She begins to bite down on her bottom lip.

As she talks to you, she quickly pulls down a green jumper a bit at a time over her shoulders. She believes you don't notice... I mean, how could you not!

With just a few sips of chocolate left..... You realize that her eyes have locked on to your rod in your pants. You try to fix her attention by talking to her. However you find that she's listening, but she doesn't look away from your solid manhood. Another sip of chocolate, and she makes a comment...

"Brett, I can envision the effect these bad girls have on you" and with that, she places her small hand on your crotch, gives you a cheeky smile. As she rubs your manhood, you feel as though your cock was growing bigger. Its pulsating, urging to be free. Wendy's takes her last sip of hot chocolate. She leans forward and presents you a kiss with her tongue. She grins at you, bites her bottom lip and tells you, "I've got something to show you darling you just sit there and watch."

She briskly struts over to the Bluetooth speaker, using her phone, she puts on a Massive Attack album, you know the one that's dumb and sexy. She then vanishes into the bathroom, as she dashes around you are aroused by the sight of her now big Tities bouncing as she strides. She appeared to have grabbed something, but you don't know what. She sets it down on the coffee table and looks at you with intent. She slowly sways towards you in time with the the music and stands in front of you. Wendy leans forward, placing her hands on your thighs, the only thing you get to see is her deep massive cleavage! Wendy looks down at her own cleavage then looks back at you and gives you, a kiss on the face. She slowly pulls herself up and to the beat of the music, and continues to sway side to side running both hands down her torso..... Fuck, it's really happening.

Wendy teases you by pushing her top over her shoulders... Right now you're **** to see Wendys new assets.. You signal her to lash them out... After a few more seconds of teasing with you, she does this....

She pouts.. "What year?" As she releases her incredible boobage! "Would I what?" You reply.

Wendy clutches both hands about her glorious bare tits and husks..."Titty fuck these bad girls" you nod in appreciation.

Wendy pulls off her top, and you're stupefied by her physical appearance. She looked tighter, toned and incredibly curvy. What the fuck has happened to your girl.. She is just so hot. Wendy leans into you.. Pushes your head backwards into the sofa and sits on your lap. Wendy is **** her tits upon your face. You are **** to kiss and lick her tits... But immediately Wendy gives you a frown and pushes your head back again. She was behaving like a professional stripper!

Wendy gets off your lap and grabs the bottle from the coffee table... Oh my fucking god! It's baby oil!!!!

You display your approval by releasing your big cock and slowly stroke it, looking for......