Crazy or horny?

I follow her, wondering where she thought she was going dressed like that. I grab up her vibrators on the way out of the bedroom, thinking she might not be done with them.

"A doctor can help," she was muttering to herself. "Lots of stress. Alone to long. Cracking up...Gotta see a doctor."

She was going for the coat closet. I stop time, go back to her room and retrieve the lingerie she had rejected before. As time starts again, she opens the closet to find not a coat in sight, just more lacy unmentionables.

"Eeek!" she exclaims, bringing a hand up to her mouth. I stop time and wrap her fingers around one of her dildos. The biggest one. It was purple. She gasps as she brings it up to her face and stops just shy of poking herself in the eye with it.

She stared at it for several seconds, not moving, not breathing.

"I guess I...I must be...horny..." Natalie exclaims to her empty living room. "I don't ever remember getting you out. But I must have! I must have. I'm all alone. All alone and..."

She goes to the couch, her eyes never leaving the vibrator.

"You'll make it better, won't you?" she asks the vibrator. "I'm just horny. Not crazy. Just horny."

She lays on the bed, couch her knees to the ceiling, spread wide. She flips a switch on the purple dildo and it purrs to life. She lays the shaft against her bare pussy. The teddy has ridden up around her waist. She sighs, then hums. She gives a little giggle.

"So naughty..." she mumbles.

She rubs the shaft up and down, the huge purple hot dog much too big for the bun her labia make for it. Soon it gleams with the special sauce she is making for it. She grabs one mammoth tit with her free hand and grunts as she mashes it. Then she slides the tip of the dildo in between her cunt lips and moans as it enters her.

She's quite a sight there, quivering with pleasure and need. You can't resist the urge to help her out. When she lets go of the shaft to diddle her clitty you grab hold of the dildo and begin to pump it in and out of her. Natalie gasps. Her eyes try to focus on the sex toy that, to her mind, is pounding in and out of her on its own. But focusing her eyes isn't really and option as they roll back in her head and she starts mewling like a hungry kitten. She diddles her clitty even faster. She mashes her tit. She shakes her head spastically, making a wild mess of her hair.

You decide to be even more helpful. With your free hand, you grab the smallest of her three dildos from your back pocket. You switch it on, moisten with a little spit, and shove it up her ass.

"OH! OH! OH GOD! OH FUCK YES!" she screams out, her waist bucking, her tits shuddering.