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Crossing The Street 6

Date: 12/7/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: Noreasonneeded, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

I woke on Sunday and rolled over to find Mitch already out of bed. A glance at the clock told me he’d already left for his weekly golf game. Sleepiness clung to me and I lay there with my eyes closed. It was late. I'd slept in. I felt relaxed, and quiet, and... ...sticky . My eyes shot open with a gasp as last night's adventure played out again in my head. My pussy felt a little tender from the fucking and the toy I'd used on my clit. Recalling the intensity of the vibrations and the sudden, startling waves that had flooded me made my head swim. I began to juice up almost immediately, my sticky lips pulsing, wanting. Lifting my knees I was reminded of the other toy, the butt plug. My sore little ass sent vestigial reminders of the invasion and dried lube coated my crack. The toys were under the bed. Where should I hide them? Dana had said I could keep them... She'd said to text her when I woke! I grabbed for the phone and switched it on. There was a message already there. An hour ago! Sleep well? I saw Mitch leave. Text me when you are awake. I scrambled for the buttons and answered. Just woke. Thank you. I slept great. Almost instantly the phone buzzed with a new message. About time. Shower and clean up. I'm waiting. I flew from the bed and was halfway to the bathroom before I ran back, gathered the toys and the lube from under the bed and dragged them to the dresser. I pulled out the bag, shoved socks and underwear aside and was about to stuff them in when I thought ... twice and instead carried them to the bathroom to wash them off. Rushing, I frantically soaped and scrubbed, especially the plug. I dried them in a towel and ran back to the bedroom, stuffed them in the back of the drawer and slammed it shut. The hot spray felt delicious on my skin and I rinsed away the residue of last night even as the events replayed in my brain, making me leak again. I slid a finger delicately over my abused labia, wary of the tenderness but unable to resist touching myself. Slowly circling my soapy clit I remembered the bullet vibe, how shocking and intense. Standing partially under the spray my free hand slipped behind me, stroking my ass cheek and lathering my crack, cleaning, touching. I probed that forbidden opening, remembering Rachel’s finger there and then re-enacting lubing my tiny hole last night. I closed my eyes and slipped the soapy finger in, feeling the ring grip and relax, hearing Dana's words in my head. You want your pussy and ass fucked. It's supposed to hurt a little. You need me to show you how you really are... My finger wiggled at the sore muscle, poking at the center and reviving the lingering sensitivity before sliding up inside my latest achievement as my other hand played at my pussy and stroked my juicing slit. I wanted to cum, to make myself cum but I held back, knowing Dana was waiting. I rubbed my clit under the hot water, feeling the echoes of last night in both my used holes and taking a deep breath before stopping myself. ...