Bob Dylan's sleeping accommodation Mirror
Chapter 1
I am Brian, near of you don't know me, but I am sure that is not the eccentric with my wife, Dylan Dreyer. All that I am about to reveal to you now about something I have spent many hours contemplating if I should reveal to the world, well at to the lowest degree those who enjoy reading all the sex storey so available all over the net. It is from there that in my mind began to build up my own fantasies that were pretty much in the realm of normal but ended time as which is often the case, your mind seems to take over and push your bound off the charts. You all know what I mean just as I have read them to the highest degree of you have also indulged in one of many theme from simpleton threesomes, or married woman swapping to incest and zooerasty. Well I have now register them all and it has lead me to commence to take up them from fantasy to reality and Bob Dylan has no clew to the plan I have put together over the hold up respective months that will run her down a way she never knew she was capable of lots less going to be seduced into. If everything I have already set into gesture is followed through, Dylan my wife, that all American English Innocent blonde weather girl that many of you out there have fantasized about her will hear a new blue side to herself that over fourth dimension she will devote herself to me, and allow me to lead her into this darkness where she will live all of those most blue fantasies we all enjoy in our own niggling privy minds stored back deeply in there safe from anyone's knowledge just how deviant and daring we are when it comes to sexual pleasures and what drives them. So this first window into our private sex life Dylan and I have shared in our new lifestyle that is far from what you would conceive potential of someone of famous person position as my beautiful and aphrodisiacal wife who I am sure you agree has the blistering ass on TV. This is where it all began our first major stone's throw into the more obscure nature of sex after close to a year of me starting with just dropping casual soupcon about us expanding our lovemaking to spice things up even more. Bob Dylan truly was very innocent when we met she had stayed admittedly to her time value, she was a virgin when we married, really no kidding. So I had my work cut out for me to be able-bodied to take her along slowly into a new macrocosm of sexual joy far beyond just a man and married woman relationship. But over time with soupcon and small actions such as playing with her ass and gently rubbing my digit across her compressed rosebud. At beginning she was very spooky about letting me touch her there, saying to me that even though it felt soo good that it seemed to her so wrongly. Of course over time I had moved her from just that to pushing my natural language as far as I could to driving my cock till my egg exploded deep into her and let me tell you feeling myself trench in that overnice eruct ass is incredible, and once she experience it she wanted it more and more. Once after we had a couple cocktails Dylan had become really hornlike, and after I pulled out a joint of good marijuana a booster of mine insisted I try it as he had discovered after he and his wife tired it he said it just seemed to intensify their sexual release. At initiatory she said no, but I lit it up anyway and then handed it to her, she reluctantly put it to her soft kissable mouth and inhaled some into her lungs as I watch her tits rise up as her chest expanded she coughed, everyone does the commencement time. By the time we finished it, we were all over each former never mind that we were outside on our pack of cards overlooking our hot tub and pool. We stripped down and practically ran down the steps as I watched my wife's sexy ass jiggle as she ran ahead of me.
Once we got into the hot tub I immediately tuned her over told her to enhance her ass up and tender it to me. I wasted no sentence shoving it straight I until my balls was bounding off her ass. I reached around her and began to rub her clitoris as I fucked her harder. She peered back over her shoulder looking up at with through her now glazed middle, she screamed out she was going to burst and wow did she. Something happened that had not in all our lovemaking ; she began to squirt all over my hand and herself. She kept on shooting almost looking as if she was peeing herself but I brought my hired hand to my own mouth and savored the gustatory perception of Dylan's first real interjection. Then there was a natural reaction as I slowly proposer my deal towards her rima oris leaning down whispering n her ear, to tasted herself on my hand. She looked back again the kept focused on me as she almost reluctantly rolled her glossa out and licked right up two of my fingers and smiled so I lowered my hand back down catching the conclusion few drops running down her pussy to dripping into the tub. I brought it back to her oral fissure and she licked it sporting never looking away from me. I was watching my wife transform into a tangible sexual creature opening her head to a unscathed world raw sexual experiences that will carry her down a path to all those dark desires in all of us. What this that just happened her enjoying the gustation of herself a char showed me that even her delving into lesbian sex was in the bill of fare now for certain.
For my next home on our way of life for us to take our sex life story into those shadow places we all peer into, will require opening Dylan up to bring others into our journeys, knowing this will take some material convincing being her fame condition. But where I am taking that has already been in space, unknown to Bob Dylan is that before her and I, there was association to her parents and they were actually the unity who introduced me to my future wife. I will get into Thomas More details on all that in the next chapter. My number one moves to fight her in this direction I decided to begin sending her stories from erotic situation that had hundreds of hot stories about triplet, even threw some in about wife swapping, but I would allow out any about what would be the first motility into the darker English of sex, incest. So over the adjacent couple up months and much effort I think I had Dylan close to being quick to queer her next hurdle, letting me share to woman I love, the woman I made my wife, the cleaning lady who was now about to span into something all party involved would have got to be kept to ourselves as because none of us wanted to jeopardize Dylan's TV life history, But once we indulged in this everyone involved will crave this and more, and there will be nothing to terminate us. Now if you are asking yourself what does the three-fold fully length mirror that Bob Dylan just had to stimulate one after a segment she did on TV where she was modeling different outfits. Well the adjacent chapter the mirror will recreate a role in Dylan's first triad .