Back on the freeway, Ann was regaining her energy. She hadn't eaten the tacos, so her stomach was crying out for nourishment. It seemed like a good idea to head for home. She could make herself a nice leisurely dinner and decide what she wanted to do that evening.
Ann's apartment building was near the freeway, so the road took her almost to her door. Pulling into the parking lot, she felt that nice feeling she experienced when she arrived home after a good fuck.
The building was for single people. It had a pool and all of that sort of thing. There were always a lot of men around, and Ann had her choice of the. lot. She took advantage of their being around; it was convenient, but they were mostly too old to interest her very much.
The rent in these apartments was very expensive; that was obvious by the type of cars in the lot. There wasn't a finer collection of foreign sports and luxury cars in the city. The doorman said hello to her as she walked in, and he watched her as she walked down the hail and stepped into an elevator. He could feel his cock getting stiff, just as it always did when he watched Ann walk away from him. When he watched her walk towards him, he also got an erection, but being essentially an ass man, the rear view was his favorite.
Ann turned on her sound system as soon as she entered the apartment. She picked out a few records that would soothe her and get her in the mood for a relaxed dinner. Before preparing the food, she thought it would be a good idea to take a shower. Her crotch was a mess of leaked cum, and she was anxious to get clean. As soon as her body was ready to start over, she would feel horny again, she knew.
She let the hot water run until the bathroom was thick with steam. The private feeling she got when she couldn't even see herself through the thick cloud was very relaxing. Once under the water, Ann felt great. It had been a good day, and it wasn't even over. She had fucked her brains out with three different young kids, each quite a stud. As the water beat down on her, Ann rubbed a bar of fragrant soap over her body. When she rinsed it off, she felt like a new woman. She stayed in the shower and let the hot water massage her back.
Ann liked to think while she was in the shower, and she took a look at her life. She was fully aware of her position, and how lucky she was. Her father had made a fortune when he was still a young man, and Ann had never known anything but luxury and' the best of everything. She considered expensive cars and clothing to be part of the better life, but she knew that these things were relatively unimportant. What was important was that she didn't have to have a job. She couldn't understand how people could go without sex for so long every day. She knew that people often fucked on the job, but a lot of people didn't have the chance like bus driven and traffic controllers at busy airports.
It didn't matter to Ann if she were fucking at Vail or Acapulco. She didn't care if she were fucking in a Rolls or a Chevy pick-up, and taking ii in the cunt, ass, or mouth were all equally great; The only thing that she died for, cried for and needed every day, w~s young meat. Old men wouldn't do. She knew that money wasn't enough to guarantee a steady supply. However, she found that money and a gorgeous body, two, things she had plenty of, had, so far, enabled her to fuck thousands of young studs.
She got out of the shower and grabbed fluffy towel. As the steam began to clear, Ann blotted the drops of water that clung to her clean skin.
When she rubbed her beaver with the towel, she felt her need beginning to come back. There would be another young stud that evening, she knew. Her skin was still pink from the hot water and scrubbing, and she was already looking forward to getting covered with a fresh supply of cum and sweat. But what the hell, she could always renew herself with another quick shower.
Stepping into her bedroom, she felt the stirrings of arousal and knew she would have to diddle herself to another climax before she went on the prowl for young cock. With a little shiver she let her fingers glide down over her smooth belly to her heating gash.
Her index finger poked into her cunt while she pressed her middle finger on the puckered asshole. Slowly, the two fingers entered the holes of her crotch. Ann's legs began to shake as the sexual tension combined with the pull on her muscles that her bent-over position was causing.
Once she stuck her fingers in herself, Ann's mind began racing with the possibilities of novel masturbatory techniques. Ann had reached incredible heights of imagination when it came to jerking off. She always figured that if she weren't rich, she could make-her own fortune by devising unusual masturbation machines. Her fingers stayed in her sex-pits, increasing her excitement while she thought. It would be nice to have her pussy and asshole stuffed tightly, so she thought about things that she could stick up there.
She had a fantastic collection of dildos, and she went through a mental catalog of them. There were the used plastic vibrators and cock-shaped, standard dildos, besides her collection of antique and rare dildos. A large collection of bottles-and various objects d'art were also available. That was it, then, and she stood up, and with her fingers still in her-cunt and ass, she went to her dressing table and sat down on her hand. She opened the drawer in which she kept the perverted toys, and pawed through them. Finally. she selected a fat plastic prick for her snatch, and a cylindrical perfume bottle, with a string tied around the neck for easy retrieval, for her ass.
She took the toys over to her bed, and adjusted the mirror on the headboard. Hopping on the bed and piling pillows under her head, she got into position I She could see the gaping holes, stretched by the recent occupancy of her fingers, and waiting for the dildos. Her ass would be first. She took the bottle and dipped it into her cunt to lubricate it. Her inner lips stretched over the cool glass as the cylinder picked up a coating of her slippery juice. A vacuum was formed as she pulled the bottle out, and it slipped free with a loud pop.
Now that the bottle was greased, she pressed it to the dark spot that was her bung, and carefully pushed. She bore down with her sphincter muscle, and the perfume bottle began to slide up her asshole. Once the asshole was opened wide enough, it went all the way in easily, and her shitter closed over it, leaving the string hanging out. The feeling of having her ass-chamber filled with the bulk of that bottle sent Ann on her way to heaven. Before doing anything else, she lay on the bed and wiggled her hips around. What a delicious feeling, she thought.
With her ass stuffed, and her mint drooling, it was time for the dildo. It was flesh-colored and shaped like a prick. It even had blue veins running through it. If it had been attached to a man, it would have been indistinguishable from the real thing. It was about nine inches long and four inches in circumference. A wooden handle stuck out of the back. Ann picked it up reverently, and brought it to her lips. She kissed it and stuck it in her mouth. The size and shape reminded her of earlier that day when she had the real thing in her mouth, cunt and ass. But this dildo was always available and she could make it do wonderful things.
When she Warmed the fake cock to human temperature in her mouth, she slid it over her tits and down her belly. The head plowed through her pussy curls. Holding the handle tightly, Ann spread the labes with the warm plastic cock-head. It was colored a shade of pink that was yew close to the color of her cunt lining. As the thing touched the sensitive flesh in her pussy, Ann began to breathe heavily. The fat head came closer and closer to the entrance of her cunt. Lining the shaft up with her tunnel, she thrust it home. Her cunt stretched and opened, wrapping around the huge fake prick.
Ann's breath rushed out with a whoosh, and her head swam as the machine of her body began gearing up for sex. When her cunt was holding the toy cock comfortably, she began pulling and pushing on the handle, drawing the dildo out and shoving it back in. The torpedo pumped in and out, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. Her cunt tried to hold onto it as she pulled on it, and tried to fight it as it slid back in.
Ann looked into the mirror and watched the artificial dong plowing her cunt. She could see the shining coat of cream on the pink plastic every time it became visible, before disappearing again. She grabbed the string and tugged gently on the bottle up her ass while she stroked the dildo in and out of her cunt. Her passion mounted with every stroke. The body that she had just scrubbed was once again wet with sweat, and her crotch was leaking its liquor into her hairy triangle and over the skin of her thighs and ass.
It was getting difficult for her to hold her head up, but Ann didn't want to miss seeing what was going on in the mirror. The sight of her cunt accepting that long, fat dildo added to her lust. Watching the inner lips grabbing at the plastic shaft and swallowing it seemed very beautiful to her.
Finally, she was too overcome with passion to hold her head up any longer, and she let it drop back on the pillows, her mouth wide open and her eyelids drooping.
Her right hand plunged the counterfeit prick in and out of her cunt as fast as she could, and with her left, she tugged the string that made the bottle in her ass move about. Her crotch was aflame with blazing pleasure. Her voice rose in an ecstatic moan and her body began twitching and convulsing as her orgasm exploded within her. She kept up the motion of both her busy hands as long as she could, but finally, her cunt was too sensitive to take another onslaught of the toy. At the last minute, she pulled the bottle from her ass and the sudden pain it caused increased the intensity of her climax.
When she took the fat dildo from her cunt, her body began to cool down. Holding the dick with bath hands, she brought it.up to her face and began licking it like a lollipop. The warm slime from her twat tasted delicious to her after coming. If she only had a snack of jism to go along with it, she thought, it would be perfect.
Well, now she would have to take another shower, she thought, as she lay quietly on her bed and rested. Her chin was resting on the dildo. Ann didn't want to do anything while her body, which had given her so much pleasure that day, was recuperating. She slipped into a light sleep and dreamed about young boys and the beautiful, cocks they had banging between their legs. While she dozed, the vital fluids were replenishing themselves in her. She would awaken ready and willing to fuck her head off again.