Andrea Maclean laid on her back with her legs wide apart, the cock inside her felt so good.. The GMTV weathergirl had not had sex since the break up of her marriage and although this wasn't the biggest cock in the world it still felt good inside her.
She raised her hips and started to fuck back and her tempo increased as he thrust into her, she could feel he was near to cumming and although she wasn't, she wanted to feel him cum inside her. She wasn't disappointed as seconds later with a grunt he exploded inside her. They kissed and cuddled for a few minutes and then fell asleep in each others arms. When she woke next morning he was gone, she smiled to herself, god she hadn't even got his name and she wondered if he knew who she was.
Her thoughts drifted back to the night before, she was on her way home and had stopped off at a cosy wine bar near to where she lived and been hit upon by this guy. Normally she would have ignored him but there was a gnawing at the pit of her stomach and she knew she was feeling horny for the first time in months. One thing had led to another and she found herself inviting this guy home for coffee and letting him fuck her. And now he was gone again!!
But she suddenly realised what she had been missing and wanted some more. She ran her hands over her nipples and slowly down her body, her cunt was still damp from last night and she gently tweaked her clit a few times, as she did so her body arched spasmodically and she thrust two fingers inside herself and quickly brought herself to the orgasm she was deprived of the night before.
When she had recovered, Andrea threw back the duvet and headed for the shower. The needles felt good on her skin as the hot water cascaded down and she soaped herself clean. She washed her breasts and was amazed to find her nipples had hardened again, she smiled, her craving for sex was returning. She ran her hands down her body and started to finger herself again, but she wanted something bigger than her finger this time and looking round the bathroom she found the perfect solution. A conditioner bottle about 6 inches tall and an inch and a half thick was stood on the end of the bath and Andrea reached out and took the bottle and inserted it into her cunt. God it felt good and within seconds she was fucking herself vigorously with it pushing the full length of the bottle inside her. Her breathing soon picked up pace and she was groaning with pleasure as her orgasm grew and she came with the conditioner bottle deep inside her and collapsed on the shower floor with the water still cascading down on her.
Ten Minutes later Andrea was dressing in front of her mirror and could not believe the transformation in herself. Twelve hours ago she hadn't had sex for months, now she had been fucked last night and had masturbated twice within forty five minutes of being awake this morning.
She was glad it was Saturday and there was no work until Monday, so she checked her diary for any engagements and was pleased to see she had none. At that moment Andrea decided that one way or another she was going to spend the whole weekend having sex. She laughed out loud to herself and casually threw her handbag over her shoulder as she left her flat and headed for London for a couple of hours shopping.
On the short drive into London, Andrea wondered how she would carry out her planned weekend. Although she wasn't a major star by any means she had done television for a few years now and had appeared in quite a few of the thousands of glossy magazines that tended to dominate the newsagents these days. Still not everyone knew her and chances are if she got into conversation with anyone they would probably let on they knew who she was anyway. Twenty minutes later Andrea was parked and heading for the centre of London. Then the idea hit her....Glory Holes....she had heard of such places but of course never been to such a place, but of course she might be recognised and her career would be over.
Not to be put off, Andrea walked into a nearby department store where she purchased a pair of dark sunglasses and a headscarf. Perfect she thought, now no-one will recognise me. She made her way to the ladies room and there she put her two new purchases before leaving and quickly mingling with the growing crowds in the busy cosmopolitan city.