Crystal was horny. Walking into her big apartment she pulled off her jeans. Her blue, silk panties going with them.
She reaches under the back of her T-shirt. Unbuckling her matching bra. She pulls the shoulder straps down her arms then reaches into her shirt, pulling her bra down and free. Tossing the double-D size item onto the kitchen counter.
Her T-shirt just barely covered her nicely rounded ass. Threatening to offer a peek at her bald cunny with every step she took toward the giant windows that made up the outside wall of her apartment.
She looks at her reflection for a moment. A slim, curvy woman in her early twenties. A pretty face with a cute button nose. Large breasts and round ass. Her curly red hair bounced down to her mid back. And when she smiled she could light up a room.
She glances toward the open door to her bedroom. It also shared the outside wall. She never bothered to put up curtains. Her apartment was on the seventh floor and far enough from the next building that she couldn't tell if anyone was watching.
Not without a telescope. Which she hoped someone had. The thought of someone watching her lewd antics always turned her on.
Of course, most anything did. She had a strong, almost overpowering, libido.
Standing in front of the window. Wearing only her thin T-shirt, Crystal felt deliciously vulnerable.
'Any man could barge in and take me.' She thought. 'How could I resist? I'd struggle and beg, but in the end he would have his way with me.' She could feel her soft peach getting wet. 'Ooh! And so would his friends!'
One hand on the window, she reaches down. Hand ruffling her shirt as it slides down her tummy. Finally coming to rest between her thighs. Rubbing her cunny with her middle finger. Only to bring it to her lips to taste her own juices.
Crystal walks over to her kitchen, and grabs a large plastic serving spoon. Then moves to sit on her big, green couch. The sofa faces the window. With nothing in the way to block the view of any peeping Toms. Just a rainbow colored rug underneath.
The redhead spreads her smooth legs obscenely wide. Then, with a smile she rubs the back of the spoon against her wet cunt.
With her eyes closed, Crystal loses herself in the pleasure for a long moment. Her body shivers each time the hard plastic rasps against her clit.
Then she gasps when she gives her sensitive cunny a sharp smack with the spoon. Moaning as she goes back to rubbing, only to give herself another swat a few seconds later.
Crystal gives a sexy, pained moan with each strike. She can feel her orgasm building. Her body was ready for the next step.
Turning the spoon around, she shoves the rounded handle deep in her fuck hole. Her body shuddering as her groans fill the room.
Quickly her groans turn to squeals of pleasure as her orgasm crashes through her. Crystal is lost in the pleasure.
Slowly, ever so slowly she comes back down.
The spoon dropped to the rug beneath her. The handle dripping with her juices.
Crystal liked to do her laundry late at night. Her job had her work odd hours, so it wasn't much of an inconvenience.
She liked the laundry room in the basement. Old, crumbling brick, exposed rusty pipes, and odd stains on the floor. It felt like some mad scientist's dungeon.
The thought of some creepy old man. Forcing her to partake in his strange sexual experiments turned her on.
In fact, the basement belonged to the old sanatorium. Long abandoned, it had been torn down to make way for her apartment and some artisanal shops.
She had slipped on a pair of tight grey shorts, and a cropped T-shirt with no bra or panties. If there was someone down there she was happy to show off what she got.
She was sitting on the washing machine. Scrolling through porn on her phone, and enjoying the vibrations running through her body.
'Mmm, I bet it'd feel better on my bare cooch.' She thinks with a grin. It wouldn't be the first time. She hops down and turns around, directing her ass toward the door. Bending way over she tugged down her shorts.
When they drop to her ankles, Crystal hears a sound. Like a slippery, rustling sound.
With a peep! she spins around. Shorts still down. Surprised to find no one there.
She pulls her shorts back up. The cloth squeezing her soft peach snugly. Then she grabs a broom.
She uses it to poke around the edges of the room. Back in the shadows.
When she moves a large wooden workbench there's a scrambling sound and something moves behind the old, unused furnace.
"Rats." She says out loud. "Basement is probably full of them." But now her lust had abated.
She answers some email while waiting for her laundry to finish, then heads back upstairs.
Everything was sort of floaty and blurry. Crystal was in the basement again. In the laundry room. Only this time she was wearing a sheer white nighty. One that showed off everything she had.
She glances over with shock when the washer suddenly stops.
Then a crack forms in the wall. As section pulls back to reveal a secret passage. Dark shapes huddle in the shadows on the other side. Her young body shivers with fear and excitement.
Giant rat men come scuttling out of the dark. Grabbing the young woman. "Come with us!" They hiss. Dragging the struggling redhead into the passage. They forced her through a twisty warren of crumbling brick hallways.
They bring her to a large candle lit room. Before some sort of alter to a deformed rat god.
Her clothes are grabbed by many furry hands. Tugging and tearing her scant cloths away. Hands that force her to her knees.
"Time to worship." The biggest of the rats tells her. Grabbing her hair and forcing her to look up at the grotesque statue.
Then he shoves her face down to the dirt. Her round ass in the air. She moans as furry fingers grope at her twat.
"Please!" She begs as rat thumbs spread her cunt open. An odd shaped dick slowly forces its way up her love canal. Drawing a long moan from the subdued woman.
Crystal gasps as it's bristly balls slap against her pussy. The big rat man thrusting into her. Her face rubbing against the dirt. Many other rat men huddle around her. Their odd, slimy cocks in their hands.
She is their fuck slave. Now and forever.
As an orgasm washes over her, Crystal wakes in her own bed. Covered in sweat. Her sheets tossed aside.
Still horny, she grabbed her biggest vibrator out of her nightstand. Easily shoving it up her wet cunt.
As the fake dick and the wonderful vibrations drive her toward an orgasm, Crystal can't get the vision of the rat men fucking her out of her head.
Afterward she lay panting. Dildo next to her. 'I should get one of those special dildos.' She thought. "One shaped like an alien cock.
Slowly she drifts back to sleep.
