She's out of control again...

The smell of fall spices filled her senses as her nostrils flared to inhale the sweet aroma. Her eyes were drawn to the dancing flames that slowed once the candle was set down. The three flames slowly blurred and melded into an out of focus raging fire. Transfixed and mesmerized, Alyssa stared mindlessly at the dancing yellow and orange colors swirling before her eyes. The longer she stared, the more it seemed that the flames were growing and holding her captive till a raging inferno had enveloped her whole body. She was consumed by the flames until the intense heat and flames had ignited something inside causing a massive explosion, sending flaming debris and embers flying in every direction. Suddenly Alyssa’s eyes came into focus on the three quietly dancing flames; each one nestled in its own pool of liquid wax.

“Damn,” she cursed silently to herself once again. She knew these candles were having an odd effect on her, but she didn’t know why. She wondered how long she had been ‘out of it’, and cursed again when she realized she hadn’t worn her wristwatch. Then, without reason, Alyssa found the need to shop for candles. She ran around the store and picked out sixteen different scented, baby-jar candles. She placed them on the counter watching the big smile grow on the lady’s wrinkled face. As the elderly woman boxed up the candles, Alyssa was again drawn to the burning candle on the counter. Immediately she was drawn back to the inferno, watching the flames enveloping all around a boiler. She could see the water boiling inside the steel encasement, building up intense pressure as the unrelenting flames made the metal creek, weakening its strength. Once again, an explosion rocked everything as the boiler exploded, sending hot water and steam everywhere.

“Here you go,” the clerk proclaimed, pushing the boxed set of candles toward Alyssa, snapping her out of her second trance.

Alyssa, confused and dazed, her own body heaving from the explosions, paid for the candles. She watched the clerk place the box in a sturdy oversized bag. Before handing the bag over, though, Alyssa watched as she bent below the counter. She retrieved a large jar-sized candle with a spiraled swirl of different colors winding its way to the top. “Here … for you … free … no charge … you good customer,” the sweet woman smiled, placing the candle gently in the bag. “You no use till you get home, okay?”

Alyssa nodded inquisitively, wondering what she meant by that, but agreed nonetheless. She grabbed her purchase, thanked the lady, and walked back onto the street, suddenly realizing she was no closer to solving the puzzle than she was at the beginning of the day. Unsure of what direction she should go next, she headed back towards the other shopping district to get some new clothes.

Alyssa recalled her sudden sense of urgency yesterday to run back and masturbate. She could feel a similar reaction starting in her body, but it wasn’t as intense. However, with every step she took, Alyssa grew increasingly horny, for no apparent reason. She could feel her breasts swell and her nipples pucker in anticipation. Feeling the ache in her heaving chest, she looked down and was astounded to see the zipper on her sweat jacket was lowered to her sternum. She didn’t recall lowering it that far, but what made matters worse, was that she was missing her bra! Her tits were practically ready to pop through the opening of the jacket. Fear, panic, confusion, and insatiable horniness, all flooded Alyssa’s scrambled mind at once. She darted inside the nearest store and ran to the rest room for cover.

Safely in the sanctity of a toilet cubicle, Alyssa unzipped her jacket, freeing her bared tits and began mauling them to relieve the pressure. She lowered her running pants to find she had no underwear on either. Though it bothered her, it really didn’t matter much at this point. She quickly thrust two fingers, knuckle-deep into her quivering cunt. The digits slid through the wet depths easily, sloshing as they pumped in and out. She diddled her clit with the slippery fingers, quickly bringing her to the point of explosion. A few seconds had passed as Alyssa felt the pressure build up, then suddenly her whole body exploded. It felt as if her heart had just burst, sending bits of body parts in all directions.

Alyssa sat sprawled out in the confined cubicle, atop the toilet, with three fingers entrenched deep inside her. She didn’t move for the longest time, waiting for her body to return to some sense of normalcy. Eventually her heart rate dropped to within normal levels, but her chest still ached, and her pussy was still flooded. She pulled out her dripping fingers and sucked each one clean, repeatedly returning them to her dripping dew pot for more. She continued until all the wetness had been digested into her hungry mouth.