(Subplot) Chantelle gets back to her roots

Chantelle was beyond embarrassed with what had happened over the last few days. She had never been so humiliated in her entire life and composed herself to call up her sister, Claudia.

“It’s rare to hear from ya, big sis. Usually it’s when there’s trouble…”

“It’s uhh ohh big trouble, Cee…” Chantelle said through moans.

“Are you alright? You sound like you are kinda busy?” Claudia asked.

“I’m oh fuck in trouble. I can’t stop touching myself…” Chantelle said through moans.

“Oh fucking hell! Im hanging up…” Claudia said as she was about to end the call.

“Purple orangutans…” Chantelle said through a series of moans.

“Where are you?” Claudia asked with a serious tone. Chantelle let her know a code word when things were really bad.

“I’m home~…” Chantelle said as she was howling into an orgasm. “At Cee’s Coffee…” She said through deep breaths and recovering from another orgasm. She’s lost count how many times she’s fucked herself as she was struggling to eat, sleep or even take a shit.

“Why are you there?”

“I’m cursed…oh gawd it doesn’t fucking stop…ughhh…meet me at the old cafe….” Chantelle quickly hung up the phone but not before letting out a few more moans.

“Cursed? What the fuck did you get yourself into sis?” Claudia asked herself as she looked up directions on her phone and got her car keys. She could ask her in person in roughly thirty mins. Chantelle was on her knees and finger fucking her pussy vigorously.

“Fuckkkk please make it stop!” She howled as her hands were not her own and were glorified fuck toys. She hoped that Cassie could help her find someone since she had managed to avoid being arrested on her way down.

***

Chantelle must have been quite the sight to the Uber driver. He almost drove off on her but Chantelle ran with up to his car and begging to pay triple for the ride while fucking her pussy vigorously left the man thoroughly confused. He asked, “be honest with me: is this some sort of prank?”

Chantelle couldn’t speak but only nod No vigorously. She fell on the hood of his car as her fingers pumped her into another orgasm. “Please, sir…I’m begging for help…”

The man got out of the car and went to the back to put down a blanket on the seat before he said, “Alright I’ll help ya out. Just try to control yourself.”

“I apologize but you are a lifesaver!” She said as she sat in the back with her fingers returning back into her pussy.

Chantelle struggled to make much conversation as she played with her pussy for the roughly 30 hour car ride. They had stopped over night only once to allow Chantelle some privacy and to give the man a personal break from watching the sexy Chantelle pleasuring herself the whole time. They finally arrived as Chantelle thanked him for his professionalism despite her fingers fucking during their farewell. “Let me know if you need anything else, darlin. My name’s Ken should you need a ride back.”

“I’ll remember you…I’m Chantelle…” she said as she moaned and waved goodbye as she hurried to the abandoned building. Luckily, she found her spare key and let herself promptly inside before experiencing another mind blowing orgasm.