Head home to hatch a plan!

 Cyndi spent the entire ride home reliving her indiscretion.  She never regretted anything that happened, only regretted not being able to spend more time with her new lover!  She couldn't get him out of her head!  His image was permanently burned into her memory.  She would never be able to erase that part of her past!  The only question that constantly plagued her was how was she going to see him again.

 Cyndi arrived to her empty house in the suburbs.  Another night alone, she thought to herself.  She silently slipped through the household to the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge for something.  Not finding anything that suited her taste buds, she settled for a bottle of club soda, and headed for bed.  Cyndi convinced herself that a good night's sleep might present an idea for her.

 Much to Cyndi's dismay, she could not fall asleep!  She kept tossing and turning, thinking about Mike and how he made her feel special.  Cyndi became so restless, she sat up in bed in frustration.  She turned the radio on.  A local station was playing love songs throughout the night.  She reached under the bed and pulled out a wooden box.  She let her hands roam across the fine mahogany finish, brushing off the thin layer of dust that had accumulated.  She slowly spun the gold tumblers till the combination lock clicked.  She hadn't pulled this box out in a long time, yet she knew the combination and the contents by heart.  Cyndi lifted the lid and ran her hand across the velvet fabric covering the contents.  She traced the contours of each item hidden under the soft cloth.  Each item brought an image to Cyndi's mind, and she smiled inwardly at each thought.  Cyndi reached beneath the cloth and wrapped her hand around the shaft of the object she had searched for.

Cyndi pulled the fourteen-inch vibrating dildo from its sheath.  Cyndi held it up for inspection.  She was always amazed at how her hand barely fit around the shaft.  It also amazed Cyndi that her slim frame was able to take most of the pole into her hole.  She loved the way it stretched, and filled her at the same time.  She laid back on the bed after placing the open box back on the floor.

 Cyndi brought the massive phallus to her breasts and slowly circled her nipples with the ridge circling the head of the fake cock.  Cyndi twisted the base of the cock and a low hum emanated from within the now vibrating pole.  The vibrations tickled the puckered pebbles till they turned into hard rubbery buds.  Cyndi's tits were now becoming electrified with pleasurable sensations.

 She laid the still vibrating shaft in the valley of her breasts, so that the round, bulbous head was only inches from her mouth.  She flicked her tongue at the rubbery head, watching her strands of saliva string from her tongue to the tip of the rod.  She ovaled her mouth and slid the rod up to meet the opening.  Cyndi had to push the pole in so she could get her lips past the head of the monstrous toy.  Cyndi had forgotten how the cock also stretched her jaws every time she sucked on the shaft.  It ached, but it also excited Cyndi, knowing she could take the massive member in her mouth.

 The shaft was shining with her saliva, and Cyndi was ready to feel her favorite friend buried in her fuck hole.  She drew up her knees so they were almost touching her ass.  She placed the trembling tip at the waiting cavern, and moistened her lips with the saliva slickened shaft.  When the vibrating member brushed across her clit, she trembled with a tiny orgasm.  Cyndi concentrated on the feeling, and maintained pressure on the bud until it popped out of its hiding spot.  Her blood-engorged pussy lips and clit were throbbing with the rumbling sensations induced by the cock.

 She pushed the head past her wanting lips and felt them swallow the head inside her canal.  It had been a while, and Cyndi knew she would have to take it easy, if she were going to royally fuck herself with the toy.  She felt her pussy juices begin to seep around the head of the cock, which made it easy for Cyndi to twist the head.  As Cyndi twisted, she pushed the cock in another inch.  Again, she felt stretched.  She felt her pussy lips swallow inward.  Cyndi couldn't wait much longer!  She felt the need, the hunger, to have that cock buried in her.  Cyndi pulled out a fraction of an inch and buried another inch.  She kept repeating the process, till she had coated eight inches of the shaft.  Her overly sensitive clit was rubbing against the shaft as it made its way in and out of the dark tunnel.

 Cyndi turned the knob at the base and the cock went into overdrive.  The humming turned into a buzz that was coming from within Cyndi's stomach.  She felt all the nerve endings come alive as she exploded into a mind-blowing orgasm.  Cyndi raised her ass off the bed and pushed the buzzing tip against her cervix, causing another series of orgasms to cascade through her body.  Cyndi relentlessly kept the orgasms coming one after another, never letting up, till she felt herself nearly pass out!  She pulled the still buzzing battering ram out till the head made an audible pop, exiting the grip of her pussy.  Cyndi could feel her stretched pussy lips remain open as her juices spilled out of her body.  Cyndi lay limp, recovering from her exploits.  When she finally had enough strength, Cyndi turned the knob at the base of the shaft, ceasing its trembling.

As Cyndi lay in her post-orgasmic reverie, she listened to a song on the radio.  It was a popular tune from Whitney Houston.

 That was it!  The idea jumped into Cyndi's mind!  She knew exactly what she needed to do.  It was all so obvious!  There was no doubt about it!  Beginning tomorrow, Cyndi would put the wheels in motion, so that she would be able to spend more time with Mike.

 Cyndi finally fell into a comfortable sleep.