Sooty had lived in this big country home in the forest of New Hampshire since she was a kid. Many lives in her life had taken place here. In the present one she was a divorced milf living in the middle of nowhere in the forest. Life was good, she had a beautiful daughter, a dog, a cat, a hundred plants, and one thousand crystals covering all the nooks in her furniture and house.
There only was one problem. A small one in the big picture of things, but a gigantic huge monstrous black hole in the inside her very soul. You see, Sooty was a closet sex addict. Her pussy existed in one state and one state only and that was wet and needy. From the moment she woke up she could already feel her vagina getting angry at her for not allowing her to have a big hard hot cock inside it every morning. Her hands instinctually went to her pussy the very second she woke up every day, perhaps as a sacrifice to her vagina in the way the natives threw humans inside active volcanos as a sacrifice.
Feeding her hungry pussy dildos and vibrators and fingers throughout the day, every day, all throughout the day was like trying to appease an angry fiery dragon. It was thirsty, it needed cock, it needed cum and it needed a lot of it for a very long time. Nothing else would do.
Her pussy made sure to make her remember that even when she was not fucking herself and having to do something normal like drive to town, be a mom, cook dinner, or her absolutely favorite house chore to do...clean the pellet stove.
Sooty Suzy Sucker was like Rambo. She did everything, chop wood, carry giant things, do electrical, plumbing. Bitch was strong, she was fit, she got shit done. Her house was old and fidgety. Everything was manual but nothing was more manual than the pellet stove that lived in Sooty's basement. This place was her hideout. Away from kids, dogs. Her me time. The basement wasn't much to look at but it was clean and functional. She had some storage, a fridge, a small gym and yoga corner. The biggest thing in the basement was the metallic pellet stove. A demon of a machine. It looked like a metal god with a transparent window of fire in the middle. As sacrifice it required what seems like bags and bags of pellets with Sooty was constantly feeding the fucking beast. The pellet stove warmed up the entire house from the basement up, but it needed a full extensive meticulous cleanup every other day. It was dirty and difficult and Sooty took it like a champ. She cleaned that motherfucking stove like an archaeologist digging a treasured ship. She left nothing behind. The stove was fucking clean like it had come off the shelf of the factory. And every time she finished cleaning and turned off the vacuum cleaner she could only help but feel that she wished she could clean a big fucking hard cock right now. She would clean it just like that, Sooty was so hungry she would not leave a drop of cum behind. The cum is her food, her reward, her every day birthday gift.
The problem with Sooty is that she had cumulatively grown more frustrated year after year. She began rubbing herself desperately all day when she was a teen, and ever since then it's only gotten worst. Every night now she lies in bed stoned, completely out of her mind, stuffing all her holes with dildos or fingers desperately trying to not just masturbate but literally fuck herself as if she was being commanded.
All she knew was that he told her to follow the pleasure. Who was he? She didn't know. She couldn't think very well when she was horny. It was as if he could control each and everyone of her thoughts and her pussy at the same time. Her horny time was her happy time, the most important part of her day, the most important part of her life.
It was Friday night and Sooty was covered in soot and tired from adulting the house. Things were in order, her daughter was in bed and the pellet stove was finally running warming up the whole basement to a very cozy temperature.
Sooty knew that it was time to give herself her reward. First it was time for a little drink. A nice gin and tonic with herbals. That helped relax Sooty and take off the edge. Signal her body that her private basement party was about to begin.
Then, for the most important part, a really strong weed cookie that she baked herself. Sooty loved getting stoned but she was serious about it, she wanted to get so completely stoned that even joints wouldn't do. She loved getting absolutely stoned. Sooty knew that the place where she was going (her favorite favorite most favorite place in the world) was a place where she didn't need her brain. Nope. Brains not needed. You can leave that right here at the door. Remember if you ever need a reminder that is actually true, just put the big hard cock deep in your mouth and you will instantaneously each and every time know that you will do whatever it takes to keep getting fed more hard cock.
