Editing Reailty Book 1, Chapter 8: Reliving Changed Memories
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Editing Reality Book One: Naughty Fantasies Created Chapter Eight: Reliving Changed Memories By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this. Linda Davies “What are you reading?” Marissa asked, hugging me from behind. My lover's round breasts pressed into my back, her nipples hard, making me shiver. We'd been making love with Evaline almost non-stop since I'd arrived in Vegas to see her. I almost said the truth of it as I turned off my phone. It would be bad to blurt out that my daughters had lost their virginities tonight to their father. Both of them. Back home in Rainier, Washington, my husband had deflowered them both tonight. I missed it. I wanted to be there for it. I didn't expect the girls to decide tonight, while I was visiting Marissa, was the time to do it. But I couldn't tell Marissa. She couldn't understand the incestuous love my husband and I had encouraged in our daughters. I'd recognized that they both loved their father and nourished their affections, letting them know it was okay. Steve and I shared women before, so to enjoy our eighteen-year-old and twenty-year-old daughters would be so sexy. “Just missing my husband,” I lied, squirming in her embrace. “You could have brought him instead of Evaline,” Marissa said. “It would have been wild.” “Money,” I answered. “Two plane tickets... But he's nice enough to let me come. If you'd visit us again, we'd have had so much fun.” Marissa swept her hands up my naked body to grope my ...
... large breasts. She kneaded them, sending delightful tingles through my body. I shivered, my body wiggling. Her lips kissed at my neck as my thoughts drifted. “It would be wild if he was here,” I said. “I was so scared when I told him about us.” I let out a soft laugh. “I was so scared the first time we had sex. But I'm glad I embraced my bi side.” “Shame you married a guy and not me,” Marissa said, her shaved pussy rubbing on my rump, her flesh hot and juicy. “Gay marriage wasn't legal back then,” I said. “Besides, Steve helped me accept it when he accepted you. It helped me be happy with it and not feel any shame in my desires to be with women. Besides, it was hot having our first threesome.” “Mmm, let's have another threesome,” Marissa purred. “Let's wake up Evaline.” I smiled as I glanced at the king-sized bed of my hotel room. My friend, Evaline, lay on the bed, her naked body covered by a thin sheet. The Korean was a beautiful woman, married like me. She was one of the many ladies I'd seduced over the years. Thanks to Steve, I didn't have to contain my desires for women. He encouraged me to enjoy them. To share them with him. “Mmm, that sounds like a good idea,” I moaned. I broke away from Marissa. It was late, but I felt energized. I was on my vacation to see my lover. I could sleep when I returned home. I sauntered to the bed, feeling like such a naughty vixen, a seductress on the prowl. It was so wonderful to embrace my desires. When I was nineteen, first dealing with ...