The experience of the washer was different than you expected. You first expected it to be more of a roller coaster as the washer spun you around and around. But it was more like a...a really nice bath. When Kristina took you out of the washer, you felt clean. Then she threw you into the dryer, and it felt good in the heat as you were spun around. After that was over, you were taken out, and your girlfriend folded you with a bunch of other bras, and then took you back to her room, and put you in her underwear drawer. It was dark for what seemed like hours, and you felt cold and empty. But she never came to wear you. It was not until the next morning that you are blinded by light streaming into the drawer.
"John, I'm sorry I didn't wear you yesterday" she said. "But we never went clubbing last night, and I thought it would be a waist to just wear you for the last few hours of the day. So I decided to wear you all day today." She took you out of the drawer, and then placed you on the bed.
"Now just give me ten minutes while I go take a shower, and then I'll wear you" She ran into the bathroom, and you hear the shower turn on. About ten minutes later, she returned, as promised. She was completely naked, and she grabbed, you and you felt her warm breasts enter your two cups. Your cups fit perfectly around her, and then you felt her adjust your hands (straps) around her back. She let go as they were clasped together, and you felt the weight of her breasts weigh forward on your head. Your in complete bliss as you are hugging her breasts, and her warmth fills your entire being.
"Now I'm going to put a shirt on, and you won't be able to see" you hear her say. You see the shirt come over your line of vision, and you are plunged into darkness. Put you don't really care as you are lost in the pleasure of holding her breasts. She starts walking around the house, and her breasts start to bounce up and down inside of you. You do your best to constrain the movement by clinging tighter to them. She goes about the day doing the normal things she would do. She goes to work, and you can hear the car engine start. When she gets there, you can feel her tense as she continues to type on her computer. You can feel her breath. The sense that you find yourself using the most is feeling. You can feel everything about her almost. If she's stressed, you can feel her tense. If she's aroused, you can feel her breasts become hard, which in turn makes you aroused (not that you weren't already just from being her bra). Finally, that night you were taken off her, which ended your continual arousal, and made you sad.
"Sorry, John, but I don't wear bras when I sleep, which you should know. Don't worry, I'll wear you again. You'll have to be washed a dried again. And it may not be for another week. If I wear you every day, then you'll stretch and possibly break. Don't worry too much about it though. It won't be long till your worn again." She throws you into a hamper of other dirty clothes, and you are left there empty. You go through the washer and dryer once again, but you are then put into her underwear drawer. Time and again you see her grab a bra that isn't you, and that makes you mad.
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