Editing Reality

Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Nine: Unwrapping His Gift

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

The edited Imogene walked into my office. The plump, tattooed, and pierced girl with the garish, purple hair looked completed different now. She was thinner, her hair its natural shade of brown, no longer short but flowing long and with a delicious bounce. No ear expanders distorted her lobes. No tattoo of a butterfly covered her throat. She looked trimmed and lovely in her pencil skirt and blouse, her perky tits molded by the thin cloth.

“Mmm, isn’t she sexy?” my wife purred as Imogene’s fingers flew to the buttons of her blouse, stripping naked just like any other woman would. It was perverted to modify my office so women disrobed, but I couldn’t help it.

I was corrupted.

“So this is the first time you’ve seen this version of her?” my wife whispered.

I nodded my head as Imogene worked the buttons of her light-blue blouse. “How are you liking your new office, Mr. Davies?”

“I’m enjoying it,” I said as her small, perky breasts came into view. Her nipples were pink and thrusting hard, her breasts jiggling.

“Wonderful,” she said. “I’m so happy.” She slipped out of her blouse and carefully folded it and set it on a small shelf. Her hips wiggled as she unzipped her skirt. She peeled out of it, sliding it over her thigh-high stockings.

“No bra or panties,” my wife murmured. “That’s naughty.”

“I thought you’d like that,” I said as Imogene folded her skirt. She had such a bright smile on her lips. She licked them, wetted them, and purred as she stalked forward. She kept her thigh-high stockings on her legs.

“Ooh, did you make an exception for hosiery?” asked my wife.

“Only thigh-highs,” I told her as Imogene walked around the desk, passing my wife perched naked on it.

I turned in my comfortable chair, my dick throbbing in my slacks. I loosened my tie and pulled it off as Imogene knelt before me. She rubbed her hands up and down my slacks a few times before they slid all the way up to my crotch. Her stroke made me shudder. She felt amazing.

Her fingers unsnapped my slacks and pulled down my zipper, rasping as it went.. She slipped her hands into my pants. She grasped my cock. Her hand was delicious. It was a treat. Her hand gripped me, stroked me. She had such a soft grip. I groaned at the touch of her. This delicious treat swept through me.

My cock throbbed and pulsed in her hand. She pumped her hand up and down my shaft and licked her lips again. My wife squeezed her thighs shut and let out a moan of delight as she watched. Imogene engulfed my dick. She sucked on it. She sealed her mouth over it. Her cheeks hollowed.

I groaned as the pleasure surged through me. I savored feeling her hungry mouth sucking on my cock. It was delicious that I’d remade her into a new woman. My fingers flexed and relaxed on the armrests of the chair. My heart pounded in my chest as this amazing treat surged through me.

“She is just loving you,” my wife moaned. My wife licked her lips. Her large breasts swayed. “How is she.”

“Skilled,” I said, sliding my hand through Imogene’s hair.

“Ooh, it’s making me so wet,” my wife groaned. “Just look at her loving you. She’s into it. She loves blowing you.”

Imogene popped her mouth off my cock. “Of course I love blowing him, and not just because it’s my job. I just love sucking on dicks. Worshiping them. Bobbing my head up and down on them. Tasting that salty cum.”

My wife shuddered. “It is fun.”

“If you are horny, I replaced the alcohol in the globe with a collection of dildos I brought from my home. My girlfriend and I have a huge collection.”

My wife’s eyes widened in delight. Then she winked at me and hopped off my desk, her large breasts swaying. I smiled as I watched her naked rump sway as she headed to the old-fashioned, wooden globe. She opened it while Imogene swallowed my cock.

The girl sucked hard. My dick throbbed and ached. It pulsed in her mouth. Her lips slid up and down my shaft. Her tongue danced. I groaned as my wife smiled, pulling out a bumpy, pink dildo attached to a matching harness. With a giggle, my wife stepped into it, her dark-red hair sweeping about her shoulders.

Imogene’s sucking and slurping echoed through my office as my wife donned the harness. She pulled it up her legs. She tightened it, the dildo bobbing before her. She straightened, smiling. Then she sauntered towards us, the dildo swaying before her. Her heavy tits bounced.

“Good look on you,” I said as Imogene sucked.

My wife winked at me as she knelt behind my secretary.

Imogene wiggled her hips and moaned around my cock, eager for the toy. I gripped her brown hair, holding tight as my wife lined up. It was an incredible delight to witness. I ached to share my secretary with my wife, my dick throbbing in Imogene’s hot, wet mouth.

My wife lined up at her cunt.

She thrust forward.

Linda’s tits heaved as her crotch smacked against Imogene’s rump. My secretary moaned about my cock. My chair creaked. My heart pounded in my chest as the girl bobbed her head, working that hot mouth up and down my dick.

My wife drew back her hips and slammed forward. She gripped Imogene’s hips. Linda’s breasts bounced and heaved. They were pillowy and soft. Her nipples thrust hard before her while her auburn hair swayed around her naked shoulders.

I groaned my balls tightened. Imogene moaned and groaned. Her passion surged around my dick. It twitched and throbbed in her mouth. My wife thrust faster, harder. Her tits heaved before her as she moaned in delight.

“Ooh, suck my husband’s cock, slut,” groaned my wife. “That’s it. You love him. Worship him. He’s your boss.

I smiled at my wife.

“I want you sucking his cock all the time. Just on your knees, worshiping him. I want you bobbing that head up and down his dick.”

She thrust harder, faster. Imogene moaned louder, sucking with her hungry passion. Her lips sealed tight about my cock. She sucked with hunger. My cock throbbed in her mouth. It was an incredible treat to enjoy.

My dick pulsed and ached in her hungry mouth. Her tongue danced around my cock’s tip. She stroked me. Stimulated me. My balls grew tighter and tighter as she pleased me. Linda slammed the dildo into the girl, fucking her.

“That’s it,” Linda moaned, her face twisting in delight. “Make my husband explode. Swallow all of his cum.”

“Yes,” I growled. My balls were growing tighter. “Just fuck her. She’s moaning around my dick. You’re driving her wild.”

“Good,” my wife moaned. “Ooh, she’s wiggling her hips. She’s loving it.”

Imogene groaned what could have been a yes around my dick.

I leaned back, my eyes closing as the pleasure built and built. I couldn’t help it. This amazing treat burned through me. My head grew dizzy. My dick pulsed in her mouth. The pressure reached its pinnacle at the tip of my cock.

“Fuck!” I snarled.

My cum fired into Imogene’s mouth. Blast after blast of my jizz flooded Imogene. My secretary gulped it down. She sucked harder and more flooded her mouth for her to swallow. Her hips wiggled back and forth. This amazing bliss burned through my body. Every blast shot rapture to my mind. My heart pounded in my chest as this wonderful passion surged through me.

Imogene gulped it down, moaning. She made such wicked sounds. Linda pounded Imogene’s pussy as stars burst across my eyes. I gripped Imogene’s hair, growling. She sucked down my cum, staring up at me with her brown, glassy eyes.

“That’s it, slut!” my wife moaned, her voice throaty as she hammered the secretary’s cunt. “Swallow it all. You love it.”

Imogene sucked the last of my cum out of my balls. Once I was dry, she popped her mouth off my dick and moaned, “I do love it. Oh, yes, yes. I love your husband’s cum. It’s delicious.”

My wife pounded her. Linda’s face twisted with pleasure. Her breasts heaved. Her tits slapped together. Linda arched her back as Imogene squealed in delight. With cum dripping down her chin, my secretary gasped out in orgasmic passion.

“Yes, yes, yes, Mrs. Davies!” she moaned. “You know how to fuck! Oh, shit, yes!”

“You naughty whore!” my wife hissed, pounding the cumming girl. “Ooh, your cunt is gushing cream. You’re soaking my thighs.”

“So good!” howled Imogene.

My wife slammed forward. Her face twisted. Her pleasure swayed through her body. Her tits bounced and jiggled. I smiled as my wife trembled through her orgasm. I leaned back in my chair as both women gasped, my own pleasure dying.

Linda shuddered and moaned. “This is perfect. This office is amazing! Steve, people will want to help you make Rainier a better place. You’re going to improve our town.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” panted Imogene.

I smiled, my body buzzing from my orgasm burning through me.