Awakening early the following morning, Michelle stretched her sore muscles. She opened her eyes, noticing that the sun was barely invading the quiet darkness of her bedroom. And she noticed that she was alone. She wasn't sure how she felt about that, having decided to talk to Reggie about this strange phenomenon. She rose slowly from her bed, padded to the bathroom and started the shower.
The warm spray of water did little to ease her sore muscles. For several moments, she simply stood, allowing the water to caress her flesh. She lathered a thick cloth, finally, using her favorite scented liquid soap. She washed from head to toe, finding an assortment of scrapes and bruises. Her left breast sported a large red 'hickey,' and the nipples of both breasts were red and tender. She smiled involuntarily as she soaped her breasts, enjoying the sensation of the rough cloth on the hypersensitive skin.
She also spent a significant amount of time washing her nether regions. She carefully soaped and rinsed, using her fingers to lather all of the hidden folds of her pussy. She concentrated on the act of cleansing, aware of the small shivers of awareness that coursed through her body. It seemed that having been exposed to Reggie and his touch had made her more sensitive or responsive to sexual stimulus. She applied a small amount of shave gel and removed the faint stubble, enjoying the smoothness of her shaved cunt. She lathered her slit once more, taking more time than necessary in washing the remaining shave gel from her most sensitive flesh. Two of her slim fingers dipped between the outer lips of her pussy, circling her clit tenderly. She shivered in reaction, repeating the action several times.
Without conscious thought, she propped one foot on the side of the bathtub, opening her slit more fully to her roving fingers. The warm water rinsed the soapy lather away as she ran her fingers along her pussy lips. Silently, her fingers increased in pace and purpose. Two fingers now teased at the moist opening, while a third massaged her throbbing clit firmly. With her other hand, Michelle began plucking at her tender nipples, pinching and twisting lightly. Her fingers moved faster as the shivering sensation of an approaching orgasm raced along her body. She felt the involuntary twitching of her stomach and thigh muscles, moaned softly as the memory of the previous night entered her mind.
Images exploded in her mind like vivid photographs. She pictured the scene as her mouth was used by one man while another feasted on her smoothly shaven cunt. She was also able to recall the exact sensations, feeling her body heat as her fingers slid deeper into her warmth. She imagined how she looked while being filled with two throbbing cocks, stretching her tight orifices beyond belief. And she felt a slight spasm as she remembered how it felt to be filled to capacity by the men who invaded her home and her body. Michelle lost herself in thought, forgetting her unwillingness and the unpleasant sensations. She focused on the feelings Reggie was able to arouse, how her body responded to his touch and his complete control.
Closing her eyes tightly, Michelle let the memories to wash over her body, allowed the quivering sensations to surround her. She plunged a third finger into her slippery channel, driving all three fingers deep. She withdrew slightly before sliding deeper still, her thumb pressed against her clit massaging it with a circular motion. She barely noticed the cooling water, her flesh so hot that sweat beaded on her forehead. She gripped one breast firmly, pinching the nipple tight between her thumb and forefinger. Her fingers thrust rapidly into her moist pussy, stretching and filling the snug passage.
The muscles in her stomach trembled, her legs weakened by the prolonged stance in the shower and the activity of the previous evening. Delicious shivers raced along every nerve ending in her body, centering on her throbbing clit and tender nipples then radiating out to encompass her entire form. Over and over, she plunged her fingers into her hot cunt, unwilling to forgo the climax that hovered just out of reach.
Her mind seized on the feeling of Reggie's massive cock filling her pussy, stretching her in every direction and pressing against her cervix. She felt another tiny spasm as she thought of his possession of her body, and surely it could not be considered anything else. His control had been complete, not only forcing her to comply, but also eliciting a tremendous response. The addition of his buddy, the planned-date-turned-co-rapist, had only made his influence more noticeable. Her body responded to Reggie in a way she had never experienced with any man
Despite the determined motion of her fingers and the images filling her mind, Michelle found her orgasm to be elusive. Massaging her clit, she became more frustrated as the moments passed without the sweet release she sought. She was disappointed as her arms and legs became tired. It was clear that she was not going to be able to finish what she had started. She finally noticed the cooling water and reluctantly removed her fingers from her pulsating pussy. Before she could turn off the taps, however, the spray of water became icy cold, drenching her hot flesh and causing her to give a startled scream.
Hurriedly, she flipped the switch for the shower and turned off the now-cold water. She shivered in reaction to the sudden change in temperature and reached for her towel. Although her arousal had faded slightly in reaction to the cold, she still felt the aching need to reach orgasm. She toweled her body quickly, using the fluffy towel to create friction and warm her icy flesh. She became distracted while drying her breasts, enjoying the sensation of the terry cloth on her tender nipples. Shaking her head in disgust, she felt sudden shame as she acknowledged to herself that she was horny. And, far from being furious with the events of the previous night, she was just disappointed that she had awakened alone once more.
Would she ever see Reggie again? Would he appear weeks or months later to command a reaction from her body? And most importantly, why did she hope the answer was yes? In the weeks following her first encounter with Reggie, an encounter she could no longer call a 'rape', she had come to realize that her reaction was more intense and inexplicable than she could have imagined. Although he had delivered pleasure and pain, along with a liberal helping of humility, she couldn't muster much regret for having had the experience. The melding of pleasure and pain was exquisite, and she doubted she would have discovered that without his invasion of her life.
Wrapping the towel around her body, she tucked one end under her arm to hold it in place as she walked through the single bedroom and into the front room of the apartment. Nothing was out of place, there was no evidence of the previous night's activities. Her digital camera lay on the computer desk, another CD-R labeled 'Round 2' beneath it. She wondered again why he took pictures of their encounters. Leaving the pictures to be viewed later, she returned to her bedroom. She needed some relief from the sexual tension she was feeling, and then she could face the day.
Pulling out the assorted toys from her bureau drawer, she debated which ones would deliver. Not the same as having a large, well-endowed black man, but hopefully, enough to take the edge off her frustration. Settling on the largest of her vibrators, she crawled back into her bed. Lying on her back, she spread her legs obscenely wide, feeling the moist lips of her cunt open to expose her most sensitive flesh. She used the water-based lubricant to wet her pussy, knowing that it was probably going to be very sensitive after being pounded by her fingers in the shower. She flipped the switch, turning on the device and setting it on low. The soft humming filled her senses as she traced the cleft between her outer lips, drawing moisture from her clit downward and then back up again. She circled her clit with the buzzing plastic cock, lifting her hips toward it as the sensitive nerves responded to the artificial stimulation. She repeated the action over and over, surrounding her clit with moisture and teasing herself.
