Something blue, something dirty, something missing

She makes her way to get the laundry basket and makes her way to the back for washing. Considering that the house only has 4 people staying, the laundry doesnt really get piled up. She continues to sort out the shirts, pants and the delicates when she realise one small thing...

A light blue panties. The same panties that she wore yesterday. The one that she soiled when she orgasm after blowing jave yesterday. The one that she took off shen she changed before bed.

Its not there.

She goes upstairs to see if it probably drops somewhere along corridor or something. She was positive that she put it into her basket yesterday, but it isnt there so....

Suddenly, she felt her body tingle. Right when she reached her room, near the basket by the bathroom, her chest became heavy, her breaths became deep and getting faster, and for some reason... Her groin starts getting really hot. In fact, her whole body feels hot, and she starts panting and gasping, and her pussy begins to throb and pulsate...

She glanced around to look for her phone but she cant locate it. Not knowing whats wrong, and she cant call jave either, she figured she'd cool herself off. She pulls herslf onto the showers, strips off her clothes and let the water drench her body, but contrary to making things better, the pitter patter from the showers on her skin makes her...some sort of excited. Her gasps turns to soft moans and then she wonders...

"Did....was.....that juice....spiked??!"

She could barely stand, her body is clamouring for more 'focused touches'. She plops to the floor, and right in front of her is the same mirror, thats now reflecting an image of a woman in the nude and breathing hard, her tits erected, her clit swollen and her pussy red and ready... She wanted to just hold out and 'weather the storm', but her wandering hands moved on their own, brushing down her thighs as she spreads her legs, trembling as she anticipates the ride she is about to experience...

The moment her fingers lightly graze her clit, she felt jolts of pleasure, strong and precise. Her left hand cupping her supple breasts and playing with them hard, while her fingers rubs her pussylips in a circular motion, with the water from the shower head, contantly giving her needles of light pleasure, bringing her arousal level higher at a steady pace.

"Oh myyy...hmmm...what is....oh yess....oh n....so....nice.....oh.goood...hnm...hmmm.."Her moans echoes in the bathroom.

Soon enough, her fingers were in her. There si no longer resistance, as she felt herself surrender to this new height of esctacy. One finger turned to two fingers, as she squirm and turn around in positions that she knew felt better. Everything from being on all fours like she getting from behind, to spooning herself by the side, and even humping the side of the bathtub. Orgasms felt one after the other, and still unable to stop herself wanting more. A part of her felt like she is molesting herself, considering her body is controling her, but its that part too, that has her turned on in a weird way, in a way where her lust escalates to no boundaries.

"Hmm...uh...uh...uh..oh...fuck....hnmm.hmm...ooh..fuck me im g...oohgonna... Cum.....aaaghhhhhh!!!"

She lost count. She came. Lots. Her body trembling and the spasms hits her so hard... As she lay there... Spent...