She stood in the middle of the living room doing a quick mental checklist to ensure she had everything she needed to quell the incessant throbbing between her legs. Her dildo was there. The homemade DVD she had made of porn clips was in the player and there was a large glass of wine on the coffee table. Good, she was ready. All afternoon at work she had felt horny as hell for some reason and now it was time to take care of it. Just the thought of her realistic dildo inside her made her crave cock in her cunt.
With her damp panties reeking of pussy discarded on the floor, she reclined on the couch; legs parted wide and pressed play on the remote. The TV screen came to life.
A woman has hold of a large rigid cock, licking and sucking the huge swollen head. She starts to fuck it with her mouth forcing herself on it, deeper and deeper, trying to swallow every inch and take it down her throat. The scene cuts to the same cock between an open pair of legs, its owner pressing forward, forcing the head between the lips of the pussy he is about to fuck. They part and the head sinks inside. The man thrusts his hips, driving his hard throbbing shaft deep inside the eager woman's body.
Her chest heaving with arousal, she slipped a hand between her legs as she watched the couple on the screen. Fuck she was wet. She had been all afternoon and her clit ached to be touched. Just as she wet her fingers with the wetness pooled at her opening the doorbell rang.
"Fuck!" she cursed in frustration, desperate to cum. Picking up the remote, she turned off the TV and clambered off the couch and made for the front door.
"Hello." He said with a beaming smile. "I thought I'd just pop in to see how you are doing."
"I'm not interrupting anything am I." he asked, his smile disappearing. It must have been her expression. She bet she had a face like thunder.
"No, no, come in." she said, trying to ignore the unrelieved ache between her legs. "Go on in and I'll fix you a drink." She let him in and then went to the kitchen to pour another glass of wine.
"I think I might have interrupted something." He called to her. As she entered the living room with his wine she froze on the spot horrified. Fuck! He was standing there, looking down at the dildo on the coffee table and her panties on the floor. She had turned off the DVD but had forgotten about them in her frustration and haste. Realising she had been caught with her pants down literally, she decided to brazen it out.
"Well." She said. "When you rang the doorbell, I was about watch a homemade porno and fuck myself stupid with that toy."
"Really?" he said, suddenly quite interested. "I like porno's, do you think I could stay and watch it with you?"
She thought about it for a second and then shrugged. "Fuck it, why not." she told him, passing him his glass of wine. Together, they sat at each end of the couch. She picked the remote and pressed play, her panties and dildo still where they lay. Once again, the TV screen sprung to life, continuing the scene where it left off.
The woman was moaning loudly as he drove his cock in and out of her wet pussy, slamming into her like a man possessed. She gripped his arms, thrusting her aching cunt up to meet his thrusts, desperate to cum with his hard cock inside her. He had other ideas. When she finally came, he pulled out quickly and sprayed her pussy with thick warm squirts of cum, the last of it flowing out of his cock into her contracting opening. Leaning back on his haunches, he watched as she rubbed it all over her rigid clit as her orgasm subsided, scooping one last drop up and sucking it off her finger