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Alyssa was startled awake, apparently by a slamming sound nearby. Shaken and confused, Alyssa quickly scanned the room, looking for all the items that seemed out of place. She lay naked atop the rumpled comforter on the king size bed. Her terry robe was bunched and tossed on the floor, to the side of the bed. On the bed, next to her hand, was the twelve-inch rubber dildo, covered, apparently, with her juices. The soreness of her pussy led her to believe that was the case.

Still dazed, Alyssa’s eyes continued surveying the room. The cart was still positioned at the foot of the bed. Only bits and scraps of food were left on the plate, despite Alyssa having no recognition of eating the food. There were three empty wine bottles in addition to a fourth bottle floating in the bucket of water. Panic was setting in again as Alyssa’s mind scrambled to make sense of her surroundings.

Alyssa sat up, trying to clear her head of the cobwebs that clouded her recollection. It was at this point that Alyssa spotted something she hadn’t seen before. There it was, nestled between the plate and the ice bucket. She was surprised she hadn’t seen it earlier. It was obvious; it stuck out like a sore thumb. There, laid out like it was a utensil, between the plate and the ice bucket, was another twelve-inch, black phallus with a red knob at the base.

Alyssa’s mind was swirling. She wondered, where do all these items keep coming from? However, curiosity was getting the better part of her as she felt her hand magnetically drawn to the large object. Her delicate fingers danced over the shining black surface, tracing it from tip to base. The hard plastic was in contrast to the rubber one, which she was now stroking with her other hand. She continued comparing the two, noticing how the rubber cock nearly matched the color of her hand, and the plastic one was vibrantly different. Alyssa became more aroused as each passing minute transpired. The muscles in her body began to tighten in anticipation of what may happen. She found it harder to breathe as her mind created lewd videos of what she could do with her toys.

Despite having more sex in one day, than she normally would have had in one month, Alyssa found herself needing, once again. She grasped her new toy firmly and held it to her neck. The cold plastic quickly warmed as the heat from her body transferred to the shaft. She ran the smooth shaft all over her neck and face, relishing in the hard, yet smooth, texture. She dipped the shaft in the valley of her heaving chest. The light perspiration easily coated the shaft. Alyssa continued pushing it south until the hardened tip parted her folds and pressed against her budding clit. The desire was too intense now. Alyssa tilted the shaft and pushed all twelve inches into her steaming cauldron, in one slow, fluid stroke. Alyssa was amazed at how easily the shaft slid in and filled her. She slid the cock in and out, thrilled with the unique sensation of the smooth shaft. Her fluids began flowing freely, flooding her cavern with her womanly dew. Alyssa continued pumping the piston, her juices leaking in copious amounts, pooling on the bed beneath her.

Alyssa was getting so close to an orgasm, but her abundant fluids combined with the slick shaft, prevented the friction she desperately needed to get off. Her other hand gripped the rubber cock she had been fondling the entire time. Without missing a single stroke, Alyssa yanked the slick shaft out and inserted the rubber rod, giving her the rippling sensations she sought. Her body bucked and shuddered with the climax that ripped through her body.

The rubber dick remained seated deep between Alyssa’s legs. Meanwhile, the cum-coated ebony pole tickled her body as Alyssa ran it across her heaving belly, her distended nipples, her neck, and her cheeks. The heavy womanly aroma was inhaled just before the black cock slipped between her lips. Alyssa cleaned the shaft before twisting the red knob at the base. A low hum was heard just before Alyssa felt the shaft begin to buzz. Though it didn’t throb like a real cock, the buzzing bat reignited the fire within Alyssa. She retraced her path with the vibrating pole, teasing her lips and tongue, before caressing her cheeks and neck. The vibrations tickled her nipples sending waves of electricity through her heaving chest. Alyssa could feel her pussy convulsing around the cock it still enveloped. The humming sensation continued traveling down her quaking stomach as Alyssa nervously inched the tip closer to her hardened clit. As soon as the tip rubbed against the exposed nubbin of pink flesh, Alyssa exploded, raising her to a heightened plateau as her heart raced. The electrical sensations networked through her body as she thrashed through the orgasms.

The sweat was pouring out of her body as she continued writhing on the rubber cock and teasing herself with the plastic one. Once again, not knowing why she was doing it, Alyssa boldly ventured into virgin territories. Keeping the rubber cock plunged to its hilt, she brought her legs up and ran the vibrating shaft around the tight puckered ring, so close to her pussy. With little resistance, Alyssa slid the buzzing bugger into her buttery depths. She slowly slid the shaft in and out until she had nearly pushed the entire electrical prod into her ass. The vibrations caused the cock in her pussy to vibrate of its own accord. Eager to maximize her pleasure, Alyssa twisted the red knob sending her black love toy into overdrive. The electrical currents screamed throughout her body shaking her uncontrollably, as her heart pounded in her throat, cutting off her airways. Five minutes later, Alyssa reluctantly pulled the toys from their holes, nearly passing out from the lack of oxygen.

As Alyssa lay there, slowly recovering from her exploits, she tried to reason through her thoughts. She was truly torn. The sex was fantastic, but this was so unlike her! Her behavior the past sixteen hours was in direct contradiction to her lifestyle at home. The fact that she repeatedly passed out bothered her. What was more troublesome was that when she awoke, she was even more sexually aroused than before. Hell, she had done things in the past sixteen hours that she hadn’t done in over twenty years. Things that used to seem disgusting suddenly had sexual appeal. Her sexual appetite was increased, and the more she thought about it, the more vanquished she became. The more sex she got, the more she wanted. She took herself to new horizons, experiencing pleasures never known possible.

Alyssa needed to find out what was happening to her. The only thing she could think of was to start back at the beginning. She had to go back to the massage parlor in the morning, and see if she could sort through what was happening to her. She resolved to retrace her steps and try to put her life back in order. She wanted order. But she also wanted sex. It was a struggle for her to decide what she wanted more. She knew she couldn’t have both. The sex she craved would not let her alter ego life be orderly. She picked up the phone and called home.

She convinced her husband that she needed a few extra days to relax before she started back to teaching at the school. She had lied, telling him that she wanted to spend a few more days, catching up on old times with her college friends. She also reminded him that he would be away for a business trip anyways. It just made sense. So they agreed to have her parents watch the kids until she returned. They each said “I love you,” and hung up the phone.

Alyssa breathed a sigh of relief, having cleared one hurdle. Now the next obstacle was finding out what was causing this change in attitude. But before reaching that point, Alyssa decided she had enough of the toys. Her body was yearning once again. It needed “LIVE FLESH” to survive.