Shannon wakes, slowly opening her eyes. Bathed in the glorious sunshine streaming through her window, she stretches, and her mind churns. The questions!
"Was it real?"
"Am IÂ free?"
"Is this going to work out?"
"Did all those lovely cocks cum on me last night?"
The last question sends shivers up and down her spine. She closes her eyes and relives the moment each cock discharges it's warm thick streams of cum all over her thighs and pussy. She feels her vulva trembling, wet, and fingers her slippery quim. Squirming a bit and moaning quietly, her digits slowly stroke her juicy hole at first, then gain speed and pressure. Her mind fizzles as she imagines every one of those cocks she handled the previous evening, pumping inside her, over and over and over. So much cum!
The sound of her involuntary panting is rhythmic in time with the sloshing strokes of her fingers. Her head writhes side to side, her mind a jumble of sensual desire and naughty thoughts of cock and cum. She arches her back and screams into her pillow. Cumming hard her legs extend, her toes curl and she shakes violently. She passes out, an orgasm induced coma, so erotic and so sensual.
She isn't out for long, although she feels like it's been an hour. The endorphin rush coating her soul is incredible. She lay staring at the ceiling for another 10 minutes, basking in her newfound situation and the vibrations her body feeds her.
A knock on her door shakes her to consciousness. Rising, she straightens her house coat and opens the door to find Anni standing with a tray of tea and toast.
"Good morning my lovely!"
Shannon smiles and runs her hand through her messy hair.
"Good morning Anni. I haven't slept this well in a month of Sundays."
Anni steps inside and sets the tray on a table. She turns to Shannon.
"I'm glad you slept so well. You had quite an evening last night. The best of anyone ever since I have been in this business. I've never seen anyone catch on and fit in so quickly."
Shannon grasps her hands and pulls her close.
"Anni! This is the most incredible thing that's happened to me in a long time. How can I thank you for including me?"
Anni smiles and hugs her.
"Oh, sugar. I had a feeling about you the first night we sat and talked. You told me your story and I felt your needs. Keep in mind dear that I make a bit on everything you produce."
Shannon wraps her arms around her and kisses her hard on the lips. She doesn't feel Anni pull back. In fact, Anni slips her tongue between Shannon's lips and runs her hand down her back, grasping Shannon's taut ass. They break off their kiss and stare into each other's eyes.
Anni finally speaks.
"Well sugar! That was interesting."
She smiles and backs out the door, holding Shannon's gaze.
Shannon breathes deeply declaring,
"Holy shit!"
Her mind spins crazy. "Good lord the endless possibilities here. That kiss. Fuck!"
She sits down at the table, not thinking. Just going through the motions. Pouring herself tea, she enjoys some toast with butter and jelly. The minimalist food teases her. She polishes off the tea and gets dressed. Heading outside, she fires up the Austin and roars out of the parking lot, seeking to clear her head on the open road.
She drives with no destination in mind. About an hour later, she enters a small town. Cruising down the street she notices a quaint pub and pulls into the parking lot. Entering, she allows a minute for her eyes to adjust to the low light. She notices the bartender is a very good looking guy. He welcomes her and asks for her order.
"Hello love. What's it going to be today?
Shannon asks for a pint and also his menu recommendations.
"I'm Shannon and I'm not from here. Is there something special on the menu that you particularly enjoy?"
She bats her pretty eyes at him and offers a cute smile.
"Very nice to meet you, Shannon. I'm Andrew. I personally recommend a pint and the fish and chips. The best in these parts!"
"Well Andrew, since you believe it would be the wisest choice that's what I'll have."
"Excellent decision Miss Shannon. I'll get to work on it."
Andrew serves her pint and disappears into the kitchen. Sipping her beer and feeling relaxed she loves that there are no demands on her except the evening's activities back at Anni's place. She is also delightfully tingling at the hot stud with the gorgeous blue eyes which she notices can't seem to hold her gaze. They uncontrollably wander over every inch of her anatomy.
Andrew delivers her food and she agrees it is the best around. They trade pleasantries and bits about themselves between bites. Kind of skirting around actual flirting and playfully enjoying each other's company. Shannon is a bit smitten by the man's style and the cute package he represents. Finally, she asks the question.
"So, Andrew, is there a Mrs. Andrew in the picture?"
Andrew is glad that Shannon broaches the subject as his interest is peaked about the cute woman.