Andrea decided it was best not to make any rash decisions. Joe wouldn't be home for three more days, so she had time to think it over! After six hours of reading over the document though, Andrea found herself mentally exhausted. She cleaned up the papers and brought them upstairs to bed with her.
She placed the papers on the dresser, and made a bee-line for the bathroom. After relieving herself, she decided a nice hot bath would be perfect. She turned down all the lights, lit a couple of her favorite scented candles, drew the hot bath water, and added a generous amount of bubble liquid to the flowing water. Within minutes, the flickering light from the candles was obscured in the haze from the steam filling the room. Andrea eased herself into the hot tub, letting the water continue filling the tub, till the bubbles gathered around her neck and threatened to spill over the edge of the tub. With her right foot, she delicately maneuvered the brass knob till the water ceased flowing.
Andrea quickly drifted off into her make-believe daydream world, where she commonly retreated to when she took her luxurious baths. Her mind always floated into fantasies as she relaxed. Today was no different! As Andrea closed her eyes and relaxed her muscles, the words from the paper started flashing before her eyes. As each word appeared, so did an image of Andrea!
"slut"! Andrea envisioned a multitude of hard cocks in a large room, where she was the only female servicing each and every one with her mouth!
"pussy"! Andrea saw herself lying on a bed with a long line of men, waiting to eat her dripping twat.
"MASTER"! She saw Joe dressed in black leather, cracking a whip across her welted, upturned ass!
"porno"! She saw flashes of light going on all around as she posed for pictures, and eyed the movie cameras, and the cameramen, before they started rolling.
"ass"! Andrea dreamt about a hard, thick cock, stretching her virgin hole and filling her beyond her wildest imaginations.
"women"! She imagined licking and sucking on a dripping pussy, while some beautiful red-head was was doing the same to her.
"slave"! She watched as she knelt, head bowed, arms behind her back, and called out, "Yes MASTER, I am here to serve you!"
Andrea startled herself awake from her daydream state, to find herself actually chanting, "Yes MASTER, I am here to serve you, I am your slut, do with me as you want!" Somewhat freightened by her mantra, Andrea panicked. She quickly emptied the tub, put out the candles, and reached for her robe. She never even bothered to towel dry! She padded back to the bed and sat at the foot of the bed, trying to catch her breath.
While Andrea sat there regaining her composure, she tried to comprehend why her daydream was so vivid, and why she was chanting out loud. It wasn't making any sense, but there was no denying that her body was on fire! Her tits ached and Andrea became acutely aware of her nipples poking the terry cloth robe into two twin peaks. There was also a tingling sensation quickly growing between her legs. Andrea tried to ignore her body as she sat at the end of the bed.
Somehow, Andrea's eyes were drawn to a box in the corner of the room. The box had been there for years, but had been untouched, and unmoved for who knows how long! Andrea couldn't take her eyes off that box now! She knew what was hidden inside the box. She was compelled by some mysterious force to the box. She fetched it and held it close to her heaving chest as she made her way back to the bed. She gingerly opened the top to reveal a myriad of tangled, old necklaces and bracelets. Andrea's damp hand lightly traced over the top of the jewelry befor grabbing at a loop of ribbon located at the back of the box.
When Andrea pulled at the ribbon, the object of her quest had been located. Buried for years, and practically forgotten, Andrea's personal love toy had been unearthed! There before her was 14" of hard molded rubber at least 3" thick, with veins and ridges, designed to make it feel lifelike. She pulled it from it's confines feeling a surge of warmth envelop her body as she inspected every detail of the phallic idol.
Andrea licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come. It had been so long, since she had seen her trusted friend, and tonight, she was going to make up for lost time. As she eyed the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head, her tongue wetted the slit engraved in the masterpiece. Before long, Andrea stretched her jaws over the head and swirled her tongue around the tip. As she lowered the shaft between her heaving bosom, her robe fell open, exposing the hardened nipples to the cool, crisp, night air that filled the room. She danced the cockhead around her nipples, teasing them beyond reason. Holding the cock with both hands she lowered the shaft till the head grazed across her throbbing clit. Gasping for breath, she held the rubbery tip at the entrance to her love canal, spreading her leaking fluids up and down her slit.
"FUCK ME!" Andrea cried out at the top of her lungs as she pulled the shaft into her hole. She grunted and twisted her face at the initial pain at having been stretched so much! She knew what was in store, though, so she bit her lower lip and slid another inch in before filling her lungs with much needed air. Reeling in the sensations, and letting her wetness coat the prick, Andrea slid another inch of cockmeat into her hungry snatch. She then withdrew an inch, letting her pussy lips become accustomed to the large, invading member. Back in it went until Andrea lost her breath again. In and out, Andrea repeated the motions, each time pulling the prick further inside her, filling her more than she had been filled in a long time!
"Ooooh God" she cried out as she fell back on the bed. Andrea brought her knees up to her chest and began pounding the prick in and out of her spasming cunt as she rode orgasm after delicious orgasm. Andrea held on to the last two inches of the shaft as she pummeled the rest deep inside, smacking against her cervix as she did so.
After nearly passing out, Andrea managed to pull the monster from between her legs. She weakly crawled up to the downy pillows and crashed into them. She reached for her love idol, covered in her frothy cum. She brought it to her lips and kissed the head. She had never done this before, but it seemed so natural now. Her tongue darted out and speared the tasty coating she left on the shaft. It wasn't as bad as she had always been led to believe. She dabbled for a little more to get more of a taste. She found it oddly intoxicating as she continued to lap at the juices that had accumulated around the shaft. She stuck the head back in her mouth and suckled on the cock.
Andrea suddenly realized that she was alive; that she didn't have to be "old"! Reading that document, the one still sitting on her dresser, had awakened a part of her that had been dormant for way too long! Andrea decided she was going to sign it! However, it could wait till morning! Right now, she had her man in bed with her and she didn't want to leave him.
She rolled over on her side, making a mental list of things she would do in preparation for Joe's return. Then she suckled on the cock till she fell asleep. |