A Bottle and ...

Alyssa stared wide-eyed at her reflection in the mirror. Disbelief clouded her brain as she tried to dismiss the events that happened for the second time that evening. She had passed out and lost three hours of time, with absolutely no recollection of what had happened during that time. Now, here she sat, wondering how the candles were snuffed out as she looked down at the table. The matchstick was gone, and in its place was her bottle of jasmine scented body lotion. The bottle was completely empty, apparently used on her body, as the realization set in that she was covered with it. Next to the empty bottle, much to Alyssa’s surprise was a twelve-inch long, four-inch thick, lifelike replica of a human cock!

With a sudden sense of urgency, Alyssa reached out for the fake phallus and wrapped her delicate fingers around the base. She was amazed at the texture and the girth. Without hesitation and without thought, Alyssa sat back in the chair and propped her feet up on the table. She spread her knees wide and immediately began thrusting the cock in and out of her already overheated oven. The oversized dildo slipped easily between the moist folds, filling Alyssa’s need to be fucked!

Alyssa was in heaven now! She was getting the fucking she so desperately craved earlier. The cock slipped in and out of her hairless honey pot, covered with her womanly fluids. Within a few strokes the cock was plunging its full length, stretching Alyssa, and filling her completely. She was singing her cries of glee as the tingling tremors began traveling throughout her body. Her free hand cupped a silky smooth breast, finding the engorged nipple. She twisted, pulled and pinched the elongated flesh, matching the rhythm of the elongated hard rubber shaft. She alternated between her heaving tits as the cock’s oversized head tickled the nerve endings on her inner walls. The first waves of pleasure crashed through her body as Alyssa stared into the mirror, watching with lust at the image of her fucking herself with the large dildo.

One was not enough for Alyssa’s hungry body. She was determined to give herself another much needed orgasm. She resumed a slow rhythm of fucking herself through the tight seal her pussy made around the shaft. Her frothy liquids seeped out on every withdrawal, coating her hand as it controlled the tempo of the bucking bronco between her legs.

She switched hands, now using her coated hand to spread the wetness over her pussy lips and her clean shaven mound. Alyssa found her protruding clit in the process and centered her attention on the hard nubbin. The circling fingers quickly zeroed in and pinched the flesh at the base. Alyssa began stroking the miniature cock, jerking it off as the big cock continued plundering her depths. Alyssa’s body suddenly jerked violently as she continued stroking the sensitive core. The cock had rubbed against a super-sensitive spot causing Alyssa to lose all self control. The ocean waves of pleasure immediately crashed upon Alyssa’s beach and spilled out of her insides as large spurts of clear liquid erupted from her stretched hole when she pulled the plunger free. Her orgasmic piss arced up and splashed onto the table and floor before her. She continued to watch herself in the mirror, in disbelief, as the fountain continued spraying with every twitch of her body.

Gasping for air, her heaving chest rising and falling with each breath, Alyssa slowly recovered from the mind-blowing incident. Her body finally felt satiated. She was complete. The desire to have her pussy pounded was finally abated. She looked at the slick coated shaft lying on the table. Once again her hand was magnetically drawn to it as her long delicate fingers once again wrapped themselves around it. Her feline curiosity got the better of her as she brought the phallic idol close to her face. She could smell her womanly scent despite the abundance of jasmine in the air. The frothy liquid slowly dripped downwards along the bulging veins till it reached her hands.

Ever so slowly, Alyssa allowed her tongue to slip from between her parched lips. She coated them before pushing the tip of her tongue against the hard rubber between her hands. Her fluids began collecting on her tongue as she held it against the shaft. Nervously she withdrew her tongue, tasting herself for the first time. The hint of sweet tanginess fell upon her taste buds. With a much bolder effort, Alyssa took a larger swipe at the phallus collecting a generous amount of the sticky sweetness on her tongue. With growing eagerness and interest, Alyssa cleaned the shaft till it was void of her fluids and shone with her spit.

Now that Alyssa was satisfied and satiated, she was starving. She wearily made her way to the bed and phoned for room service. She placed her order for a full meal, along with a bottle of Zinfandel. She spent the next half hour admiring her naked body in the full length mirror. This was the first time she had ever looked at herself as a sex object. Her conservative background had always made her insecure about her sexuality. Now that she was away from home where no one knew her, she was finally free to realize what she had been missing. She was a sexual creature with highly charged sexual desires. She was sexually attractive, her auburn hair, green eyes, nice breasts, and sexy curves were sure to attract any living creature. She continued admiring herself in the mirror, modeling in different alluring poses, when the knocking at the door interrupted her daydream.