Alyssa woke with a start and clutched the covers around her. Gazing around the room, she quickly relaxed, although the erotic dream she had experienced left her groin hot and pulsing with wetness. She shivered slightly and turned on her side, facing the softly snoring lump in the covers that was her boyfriend. She stared at his steadily breathing form for several seconds, wondering if she should wake him for a little midnight rendezvous. A small, knowing smile lit her full lips as she decided against and got out of bed, moving to the small dresser on the far side of the room. She opened one of it's drawers and lifted a medium-sized plain brown box from underneath an old t-shirt. She closed the drawer quietly and left the room, going down the hallway to the bathroom.
Closing the door softly behind her, she sat down on the toilet and began to run a bath. Moving quickly, she opened the box and pulled out a seven-inch dildo, about the same size as Kyle (her boyfriend)'s dick. She undressed and got into the water, putting the dildo on the side of the tub for later use. Lying down in the inch-deep water, she pushed herself up against the front of the tub, thrusting her legs against the tile wall, so that the faucet was directly above her pussy. The water pumped down onto her clit, instantly causing her legs to tense as a steady wave of pleasure came over her. She groaned and began fingering her nipples, then squeezing her breasts as the warm water hit her. Little rivers of water trickled down her stomach and pooled in her belly button. She began to run her hands up down her body, guiding the quickly cooling water across her bare skin. Moaning softly, she moved her attention back to her supple breasts, fingering the rose-colored buds and pinching them lightly.
The water level steadily increased, enveloping her and forcing her to lift her upper body, at which point she grabbed her legs just below the knees and drew them back, her feet hanging in the air. The water was now hitting her clit and cascading down her throbbing, wet pussy, devouring her lips and filling her hole with its warm caress. She began to groan and reflexively thrust her hips up to meet the pounding pressure. Gasping as she began to climax, she repositioned her legs so they were bent at the knees with her feet flat on the wall and began thrusting more vigorously. She began thinking nasty, dirty thoughts and voiced them.
"Oh yes, suck my clit you dirty bastard, oh yeah, like that. Oh suck it. Ohhhh...fuck me, fuck me with your big hot dick, oh my god, oh my GOD…OhhhhHHHH!!" With a high-pitched cry she came, her juices mixing with the water throbbing against her pussy and mixing with the bath water. She held on as long as she could, tensing her leg and pussy muscles, forcing herself to endure the powerful orgasm. Finally, with a quick jerk, she came again and twisted her hips so the water fell on her inner thigh and drifted teasingly into her throbbing pussy.
She sat up languorously and turned off the water, leaning back into the warmth of the water and her own cum. She rested there for a few minutes, then sat up and grabbed the dildo. Lying back down, she began rubbing its head against her clit, causing herself to almost instantly orgasm as her legs snapped together. She clenched her teeth and shuddered, pouring more juices into the bathwater.
She began teasing her pussy lips with the dick, sliding it up and down and then against her tight pink asshole. She squeezed her voluptuous cheeks against the dildo, rubbing it back and forth against the tight space. This was her specialty. More often than not it made her boyfriend come before ever entering her, which was frustrating and exhilarating at the same time.
She relaxed the muscles and moved the dildo back to her pussy lips, sliding it in her tight snatch several inches before pulling out and rubbing it in circular motions around it. "MMmmmm." She breathed, then pressed it inside her a couple inches more than the last time. She pulled it back until just the very tip was inside her, then rammed it in until her pussy lips were against her knuckles. Bucking against the wonderful feel of the dildo being pushed so forcefully inside her, she began to move her hips against it, grinding it in and out of her in slow, steady motions. With each thrust of her hips she emitted a small cry, and began moving it along with her thrusts, faster and faster until she was on the verge of cumming, then pulled it out. She raised herself into a squatting position and took the dildo as if she were riding a man. Bobbing above it as she thrust it inside her, she began moaning and rubbing her clit with the other hand, then trailed her fingers up to her tits and began fondling and pinching them vigorously. It wasn't long before she came, the sweet liquid drenching her hand. Clenching her pussy against the dildo tightly, she let go of it and began licking the cum off her fingers and palm, all the while holding the dildo securely in her tight hole.
After licking her hand clean, she pulled the dildo out of her throbbing pussy and began pushing it against her even tighter rosebud. After several seconds the well-lubricated member slid in, and she moaned in ecstasy, wishing her boyfriend's member ventured here. She clenched her anus against the dildo, then began bobbing above it, thrusting it deeper with each stroke. Her hand snaked down and began rubbing her clit, and fingering her pussy as the dildo slid in and out of her asshole. The delicious feeling of the fake dick inside her bowls was so great she came within minutes, the orgasm so intense it felt like her pussy was exploding. She gently withdrew her well-used friend and swirled it in the water, then dried it off with a towel and put it back in the box next to some of her other toys. Fully satiated, she drained the tub and dried herself off, then got dressed.
She took her secret little treasure chest and left the bathroom, heading back to the bedroom and drifting into a peaceful sleep.
"How did you sleep last night?" Kyle asked his girlfriend of four months.
A small smile crept onto her lips as she replied. "Pretty good."
Frowning inwardly, he smiled at her. "Me too."
After drinking a cup of coffee, he headed to work, kissing her goodbye.
As he got in his car and started the engine, his head was filled with thoughts.
He had known about her bathroom liaisons for several weeks, the first encounter when he woke to use the bathroom and found it preoccupied.
Since then, he had watched her several other times, fascinated and frustrated at the same time. On each occasion she had aroused him so much that after a few jerks on his cock he would cum. Even though he found it erotic and got unbelievably turned on, he felt that he obviously wasn't giving her the attention she so obviously needed. Unfortunately, he wasn't all that keen on assholes, especially when his dick was involved. He had suspected she was into butt-fucking when she first starting doing her special trick to him, which he had to admit worked like a charm. Another setback was that he already gave her sex at least four times a week, and he had to sleep some time. Completely discouraged, he arrived at work and clocked on, then began his daily job.
Working as a copywriter didn't exactly excite him, but it was relatively good money and he knew it would open doors for him, particularly the one marked "Journalist." He had always been a good writer, and it was his dream to write articles for a newspaper. The one good perk about it was that it was a big paper and there were a lot of interesting people. He didn't know how interesting, however, until a couple hours before he was scheduled to get off.
He was in the copy room, printing off the finished product of his boss's latest news story, when a tall, dark, and well, he had to admit it, handsome man entered.
The man looked to be in his early twenties, possibly four years younger than himself and three years younger than Alyssa.
His hair was dark and curled down to his chin, framing his strong jawline and inky blue eyes.
The man began rummaging through some papers on a side table, as if looking for something.
With his back turned to Kyle, he was able to get a good view of the man's nice ass and strong, slightly muscular body.
Without thinking, he acted on instinct and said something never thought he would say
"Are you into anal?"
Alyssa was perched on the couch busily absorbing the television set when Kyle got home.
Throwing him a distracted smile, she returned her attention to the screen.
He allowed a small smile to curve his lips before calming his face to what he hoped was a relaxed position.
He walked behind the couch and began lightly massaging Alyssa's shoulders.
"How was your day?" She asked, sighing slightly as his skilled hands relieved the tensions in her muscles from the night before.
"It was ok. Nothing out of the usual, for the most part."
She nodded her head slightly to show she had heard, but didn't respond.
He tried another tactic.
"Well, something sort of interesting happened near the end of my shift."
"Oh?" She asked, still not paying much attention.
"I was in the copy room, and this guy walked in…"
"Mmhm." She replied, her eyes glued to the television.
"He was exotic, you know, the whole tall, dark and handsome bit…"
She glanced at him quickly before returning to her show.
"Anyway, we got to talking."
