PEEnocchia

Couple

Housewife

36

Germany

Hello!

First, a little warning: you might have to forgive me for spelling, grammar or any other language related errors. English is not my native language, which to be honest is a downer as I absolutely love it. Especially swearing. Never learned English at school, but I graduated highly regarded University of Netflix and Higher School of YouTube at a later time. My favourite lecturers were Apatow, Tarantino, Carlin and Burr so expect some of the 7 dirty words here and there. You should not restrain yourself either if you don’t feel like it.

But to the point.
I’m a stay-at-home wife and mom that you definitely wouldn’t notice on a not even that busy street. Just a little mouse not standing out a bit. I have been lurking here for a while now, but never had the courage to join in and play. Life is short as they say, but you really have to live through a number of solar eclipses to fully understand the meaning of that. Now I think I have and I’ve managed to grow a pair of rather large lady-balls so here I am.

I’m addicted to shoes and purses, as any self respecting lady is ;). Sadly my stay-at-home wife thing is standing in the way of me satisfying my addiction, big time. Any gentlemen out there to help a girl out? I feel like a dirty whore just by writing this but it got me a little wet so there you go...

Anyways thanks for having the patience to read all this and see ya on the forums!

PN

Hmmm...

There is a couple of stories that come to mind but my favourite has to be the one when I got fully turned. The initiation took place some time before, but this is where it all truly began for us. Or at least for me.

It was a very hot summer in the land of tulips and Heineken, and some other things of green colour that we cherish and love. It was his birthday and I have to tell you that birthdays are very special to us. We never work on those days, we play instead. We play the wish game. In our version of the game, birthday boy (or girl) is allowed to wish for anything for 24 hours. Anything being the keyword here. The other person has the right to refuse a wish just once in that time and that’s it. Being smartasses that we are the day usually starts with something ridiculous like “I wish you’d drink a glass of vinegar” or “ eat scrambled eggs with chocolate”. It’s not a challenge by any means, it is merely a way of dispatching with the “get out of jail free card”. Once that is out of the way the fun begins. Most wishes are mundane everyday stuff, like every year I make him cook for me or wash the car and he makes me massage him or mown the lawn. It’s a lot of fun to see the other person doing shit with sour face on.
Later on there’s some sexy stuff in there too, like I have to walk around naked wearing just high heels or bend over and pop my butt in the air for his viewing pleasure from time to time.
On that day however he cranked it up for me all the way to 11...

Sorry guys but here is where I have to stop. The story doesn’t end here but we actually have photographic documentation of that event. Step by step, the whole thing. If the stars align just right, some day I’ll not only tell but also show it all to you. Fingers crossed

PN