Cyndi reached her car and headed for home. She tried to concentrate on the road, but found it difficult. She wasn't drunk anymore; she was thoroughly confused! She kept asking herself why she enjoyed exposing herself. She wondered why the officer had such an effect on her. She wondered why she was still, very horny! She tried to convince herself that it was all because she hadn't gotten laid in two weeks!
Cyndi tried to reason with her brain. She had a vague feeling that her husband wasn't completely loyal to her, so that made it all right! She always wondered what George and his campaign manager did when they were out of town; so, if she decided to have fun it was okay! But why him? Why not something a little more discreet? Deep down inside she knew that he didn't have to **** her, she would have done it anyway! It was fun! It was dangerous! It was stimulating! The more Cyndi thought about what she did, the more her juices began flowing, again! By the time Cyndi reached her house, she was soaking wet, and ready to fuck anything!
Cyndi crept through the silent house to find George sound asleep in bed. She knew that he was a miserable son of a bitch whenever she woke him! But she needed relief! She headed for the shower, after considering her options. She shed her clothes on the bedroom floor, then reached for the bottom drawer next to the bed. She rummaged to the bottom of the drawer and fetched her "trusty friend", a nine inch bullet shaped dildo, before heading to the shower.
The hot water filled the room with a thick lather of steam, enveloping Cyndi's body in the mist. She stepped into the shower and quickly shampooed her hair, running her fingers through the long locks, imagining her new lover was there with her. Cyndi noticed how the soap suds cascaded down her body when she rinsed off. It seemed as if they traveled directly to her protruding nipples, to dangle helplessly before falling to the bottom of the tub. As Cyndi watched, her nipples grew in size and tightened into hard little buds.
Cyndi reached for her scrunchie and filled it with strawberry scented gel. She created a thick lather of suds between her hands and then let them roam over her entire body. The hands travelled along her neck, between the valleys of her breasts, down to the cottony patch of fur between her legs, to her aching love nest, then back to her tits. Cyndi took an inordinate amount of time caressing the supple mounds of flesh. Cyndi relished in the tingling sensation that overtook her body. Everywhere she touched, tiny jolts of electricity seemed to go off, only to be magnified by the water cascading over her smooth skin.
Cyndi carressed the firm, smooth backside, letting a finger run down between the tight mounds, till it brushed against her sphincter. Meanwhile, her other hand moved around front and began toying with her clit. The soapy finger made insistant circles around the bud till it zeroed in on its target. When she found the hardened head, Cyndi felt near to having a great orgasm. She needed it bad! She had been dying for it since getting out of the patrol car. Then it came! Her knees buckled as her body shook from the tremor going through her body. When Cyndi recovered from her orgasm, she felt empty... incomplete... it wasn't over! She grabbed her silver bullet and rubbed it across the sensitive head of her clit. Shivers went through her body as she knew what was to come!
Cyndi lay down in the tub and letthe shower continue spraying its warm liquid all over her body. She propped one foot up on either side of the tub and proceeded to fuck herself with her toy. In and out, with methodically, slow, deliberate strokes, she pumped her pussy with the rod. It felt so smooth, so wet, and soooo nice! Cyndi was going to enjoy this fuck! In and out, Cyndi kept the stroking at a slow luxurious pace, destined to bring her orgasm on at a steady, constant building pace. Sure enough, she felt it coming on! It was as if there were a dam holding back a small river, yet the river kept rising and rising against the unyielding dam. Soon the water was near the top, ready to spill over the top. Cyndi was bucking her hips to meet the intruding rod, forcing it in as deep as it would go. the rod was now pistoning at a much faster pace as Cyndi neared her orgasm. Cyndi held back her release as long as she could. The waters were now flowing freely over the top of the dam and out of her pussy, coating the silver shaft. Then, out of nowhere, the dam burst! The flood waters came pouring forth as it drowned Cyndi in its wake. Cyndi stifled a scream as she buried the dildo to its hilt in her pussy. She left it there as her body spasmed around the familiar pole. Her ass raised off the bottom of the tub as she continued convulsing from her orgasm.
Cyndi finally settled down and slowly removed the slick shaft from its unwielding sheath. When the tip finally pulled out, Cyndi felt that familiar emptiness once again! Her juices were still flowing out of her pussy, mixing with the water and trickling down, tickling her puckered ass. An image then flashed into Cyndi's mind!
Cyndi had never considered anal sex before! She considered it dirty, filthy, and disgusting! However, in her current state of arousal, combined with the tingling sensation flowing across her ass, Cyndi had an image of a cock buried in her ass, implanted in her brain. Ever so slowly, Cyndi moved the bullet towards her virgin hole and placed the wet tip at the entrance. Reflexively, she clenched her cheeks preventing the tip from going any further.
Cyndi waited till she relaxed, then pushed the tip in, slightly penetrating the tight ring. It felt weird to Cyndi, yet the picture remained burned in her mind, and she had to go through with it. The warm water and pussy juice accumulated on the shaft making it easier for Cyndi to push the head in past her inner ring. Cyndi felt it give way, and continued pushing each wet inch of rod into her tight hole. She began easing the rod out feeling her muscles try to push it out in its entirety. She then pushed it back in feeling it invade her most private areas. The feelings going through her body were like no other feelings she ever had! She felt full, she felt alive! She could feel every nerve in her body respond to every stimulus affecting it.
Cyndi finally got into a rhythm of stroking the member in and out of her ass. It was smooth, and Cyndi noticed the buttery feeling emanating from within her bowels. At one point the dildo slipped out, but Cyndi was amazed how she was able to easily reinsert it back into the gaping hole. She was rocking on the intruder now, and settled into a steady rhythm. She continued thrusting with one hand and began diddling her clit with her other. She dipped the finger into her pussy and felt the dildo sliding in and out, through the thin separating membrane. Cyndi realized she could continue pumping the bullet while she delved two fingers into her pussy at the same time. The heel of her palm came in contact with her clit, and Cyndi was riding a new series of orgasms as her body was experiencing a whole new set of sensations, never felt before!
Cyndi cried out in pleasure as wave after wave crashed into her, causing her body to shake and tremble with excitement. She continued till she could take no more, and collapsed into the tub. She remained there till the water turned cold, shaking her from her reverie.
Cyndi cleaned up, dried off, and stepped into the bedroom, ready for bed. When she entered she found, George awake, looking in her direction with appreciative glances!
