Washing Machine Blues

Soon, Jade found herself finally at home. The house was empty and dark. Her mom was still out and had no idea where her brother was. Jade was relieved too, because she needed to take care of her clothes. Get rid of any evidence that may have been left behind. Also, she felt beyond disgusting and wanted nothing more than to take a shower. It was all she wanted to do. She didn’t even worry about Mike or what awful things could have happened to him. Her main concern was to just go to bed and pray this nightmare ended soon.

Before she could do that, she knew she needed to wash her clothes. Her bag still had today's clothes in it, which smelled like her pussy, and the clothes she was wearing, which were covered in Jason's cum. Not to mention the clothes from yesterday that had still yet to be washed of all the cum that was left on them. She had a few pairs of underwear that needed to be washed as well. Jade gathered her bag and the hamper in the bathroom and made her way to the laundry.

She took advantage of her much-needed alone time, and being that she was positively exhausted, she just stripped off her clothes right there. She quickly undid her heels and skirt, letting them fall to the ground. Then she undid her top, finally letting her tits free of their confides. Still wet with the remnants of cum, Jade wipped herself with her shirt as best she could to make sure she was rid of the final bits left behind and proceeded to run the washing machine.

She felt much better being free of the cum stains. A little too much better because as soon as she was released of her clothes as she stood there, it seemed like the arrousal just flooded her mind and body. Jade loved being nude as much as the next woman, but after the last few hours of what she had seen and done, her horniness was like a gut punch. Her pussy was still dripping with excitement, which was causing her to be paralyzed with lust. Her body was starting to betray her as her cravings took hold.

'Fuck...I can't wait...' Jade said to herself as the feeling between her legs took over. Her hand seemed to move on its own as she found herself bending over the washing machine with a hand diving between her legs. A jolt of pleasure shot through her as her fingers found her opening. The wet folds parted as she pushed against the soft, wet entrance with her finger tips. Shivers went up her back as she worked her pussy, causing her hand to become intensely soaked from the pent-up juices building inside of her.

She arched her back and spread her legs, giving herself more room to play as she fingered herself. Jason had primed her so well eariler that she had little time to wait until she was right back to where she was. She really didn't like what she was becoming, and all that didn't matter. She was so pushed to the edge that she now seemed to have **** but to finish what Jason started earlier. Even if his cock was starting to seem really appealing. She chose to ignore that last part and continue to work her pussy.

Jade couldn't help but let her mind wander. She lost herself in the feeling of her fingers and thought of how she had been touched earlier. It sickened her, but it added to the rush as she continued to rub herself. Jason was a scumbag, but he knew how to work her pussycat. She ignored how horrible that thought was and just continued to lose herself in thought. Jade bit her bottom lip as she felt herself about to let go. Her pussy began tightening as her hand rubbed faster. Jade gasped loudly and braced for the rush of orgasm.

All of a sudden, Jade heard something behind her and quickly turned around. The scream couldn’t have been louder.