1. Chrissie Remembers Mommy - Chapter 3


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    relationship my mother and I had. I have never gone to a psychologist or a counsellor to talk about it. I have never been too d***k to tell someone of the strangely erotic c***dhood I had. I have never felt confident enough in anybody to confide in them my secret life, except maybe Helen. There is an underlying compassion in her which balances out her steely, sophisticated veneer. I also sense that she would grasp the intense eroticism of it and enjoy the story. Helen and Heidi may be best friends and alike in many ways, even to the extent that their looks complement each other, but there is a depth to Helen which Heidi lacks. Heidi defines herself by her relationships with men and is attracted to the dominant types who use her until they tire of her whereas Helen seeks out a singular type of man to fulfil a need inside her, then she makes them fall for her and, when she tires of them, she discards them. The types of men Helen snares are typically darker and often villainous. She seems drawn to danger. Knowing Helen is an early riser like myself I called her and asked if she wanted to meet for coffee. I told her I had something to tell her I had told no one else in the world. She seemed intrigued and told me to come over in half an hour with croissants and the newspaper. I looked out the window and saw the sun shining and people walking the streets in short sleeved t-shirts. I ran upstairs and showered and dressed in a blue cotton blouse, white cotton shorts which showed ...
    off my toned thighs and white trainers. I remembered to wear nice lingerie and fitted the silicon fillers in my new bra. When I looked at myself in the mirror I saw a wholesome suburban woman looking like she was off to play a game of tennis. The weather and the waves of hormones running through my body made me feel particularly girly and perky. I just put on some mascara, saving the eyeliner and lipstick till later in the day. I put all my things in a canvas handbag and skipped down the stairs and out the door. Heidi was a very late sl**per and would probably be still in bed by the time I returned. Two hot flashes later and I was at Helen's front door. I had my fourth hormonal rush of the day while she prepared coffee and I sat in her living room waiting for her. I fished a handkerchief out of my bag and patted my forehead dry and Helen set the tray on the coffee table in front of us. She poured us each a cup and sat down, tucking her tan legs underneath her. &#034How do you feel today?&#034 asked Helen. &#034I can tell you are getting flushed. How many hot flashes have you had?&#034 &#034I think that was my fourth and, if I'm not mistaken, the fifth is about to come,&#034 I replied. &#034It's a disconcerting feeling and in the midst of it I sort of forget who I am but when they subside there is a warmth inside me and I feel a wave of femininity engulf me. With the stronger dose I feel like my breasts are going to grow by a size each day. My nipples are super sensitive.&#034 ...
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