Her Inner Voice
chap3
Anne woke the next morning with the metal plug still buried deep in her ass, after a series of horny dreams where she was getting fucked in every position by a large cock screaming in pleasure. She knew it wasn’t Nathan’s cock because the cock in dream was far more larger. But she told herself it’s just a horny dream.
I can’t stop dreaming anyway.
And also there was some messages from unknown number. She didn’t bother about them guessing it has to be that cashier boy.
She didn’t have a slightest clue that her constant throbbing in ass was stimulated by sending signals into her head as well as her horny dreams, as well as the fact, it was Mark’s Cock she was seeing.
And then the moment she shifted under the covers buttplug went deeper and hit firmly against her sensitive spot , slamming pleasure into her without a warning.
She had to buried her face in the pillow avoid moaning loud because Nathan was in the attached bathroom, shaving. A moan escaped from her throat into the pillow while Her curvy body trembling from the hard orgasm.
When it finally ed she lay there panting, her pussy had started to throb between her legs that left her feeling empty and dripping wet.
No… please no, she thought.
Did I just came just from rolling over. I’m can’t be some needy little slut who can’t control herself.
She rushed to clean up, changed her soaked panties, and forced a bright smile when Nathan stepped out. She kissed his cheek like always, but every small movement made the plug shift and fed the throbbing in her pussy.
The rest of the day turned into a slow, humiliating torture, because the throbbing of her pussy wouldn’t stop.
She tried everything to fight it. While doing chores she had to stop every few minutes trembling as the stimulation peaked. When she bent over to load the washing machine her asshole clenched around the buttplug so hard that made Anne to moaned out loud.
why this feels so good!
By lunchtime she had already changed her panties twice.
In midst of all that,Her mind kept drifting to the vibrator that was in the same isle of buttplug at the supermarket. Her mind whispered how easy it would be. How one quick purchase would finally give her poor pussy the relief it was screaming for.
But she resisted. She knew there won’t be a going back if she buy it.
She fought harder and harder the whole day. She took a long cold shower that did nothing. also She tried cleaning the entire house from top to bottom. She even called her friend and tried to have a normal conversation while her pussy pulsed relentlessly under her skirt. Nothing helped.
Just hold on until Nathan comes home. You can do this. After having sex with him my horniness will calm down.
Nathan opened the door to the Anne , who was waiting right there in the hallway, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt.
The second she saw him, She didn’t say a word. Just grabbed his face and kissed him hard, her body was already trembling. All those hours with her pussy throbbing, slick and leaking, her asshole was clenching hard around the buttplug in her ass keeping her right on the edge.
“God, I need you,” she whispered against his mouth, fingers working his belt open. Nathan groaned, hands sliding under the shirt to grip her bare ass. The pressure made the plug shift inside her and she whimpered into the kiss.
Even though she was feeling unbearable lust, Anne ed to not do any pose which might expose her buttplug. She get onto the top of Nathan. In one rough push he was inside her, stretching her soaked pussy. The fullness, combined with the hidden toy in her ass, made her eyes roll back. Every thrust pressed against it, sending filthy little sparks through her whole body.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled, pounding into her harder. Anne moaned loud, pushing back to meet him, her secret in ass was making everything more intense. Nathan’s crotch was drenched in Anne’s Juices in no time.
He fucked her until she screamed his name. Wet sounds of his cock slamming into her dripping cunt filled the room. Anne came hard, shaking as her pussy fluttered and gushed around him as Nathan followed right after. Giving a relief to Anne’s throbbing pussy with his hot seed.
They stayed like that for a moment.
“Missed you,” Nathan murmured.
Anne smiled, But there was some feeling she couldn’t explain. A slight disappointment.
But It can’t be. This was best sex I had in months. But something was missing.
Also she felt like her pussy is starting to throbbing again. But Nathan is in the Bathroom.
No way Nathan will have a another round of sex after a stressful day.
So, she fought again the rising arousal again. Of course she knew she is going to fail miserably.
The next morning the need attacked her the second she opened her eyes. the series of dreams which she gets fucked by a thick cock was same as usual. But now she was also getting groped or spanked by that cashier boy and also some Nathon’s friends she knew. She tried to ignore those thinking those are weird dreams. And those dreams have worsened her situation.
The throbbing was even worse now, almost painful. Anne lasted until Nathan left for work. And right after that lust erupted and her pussy clenched with need. She knew there is no option other than buying the vibrator.
Just this once, she told herself, face already burning with shame as she grabbed her keys.
Buy it, use it, throw it away. Then everything goes back to normal.
The drive to the supermarket felt like a dream. As she was closer to the supermarket, the lust also built up abruptly. She barely thought about any other thing than the vibrator. She was dripping all the time. even there was a wet spot on her car seat when got out of the car. She didn’t wait to wear any underwear at home but it wasn’t a new thing to her now. Even the buttplug was still inside her. Walking through the store with the heavy plug still inside her felt completely humiliating. Her hard pink nipples was moving up and down with the jiggling breasts, while walking through the isles.
She tried to resist the toy aisle for almost a minute, pretending to look at groceries while her pussy throbbed mercilessly. Finally she gave in. With shaking hands she grabbed a thick, realistic vibrator. And it was nearly in the same size as the cock in her dreams. But she didn’t care at the moment. As she turned around she almost walked straight into the same young cashier without thinking. She couldn’t stop going to him even though there was other cashiers.
He looked her up and down slowly, eyes lingering on her visible nipples and the toy in her hand.
“Back again already,miss?” he asked with a smug grin. “You’re really like our toys, huh? You didn’t reply my messages miss, why?”
Anne’s face turned bright red. Fresh wetness slid down her thigh. The shame hit so hard she nearly came right there in the aisle. And words escaped her mouth.
“I was busy. Sorry about that”
“yeah I can see that” Cashier boy replied with a grin looking at her vibrator. Anne felt wetspot creating on the fabric between her thighs.
He knows what a slut I’m becoming.
“I looking to hear from you again” Anne said with trembling voice. Words escaped her mouth even before she thought.
“What happened to your previous toy, miss?”
“I still have it. It’s really good. No need to call me miss though” Anne still couldn’t comprehend her answers. And she didn’t feel the need to resist.
It’s you speaking. What’s there to resist btw?
“I guess I know where it is. So what’s your name then” cashier Boy laughed. His eyes were focused at the slightly visible wetspot on her jeans.
Anne felt humiliated by this talk but it was insanely hot. she felt the throbbing of her pussy amplify. And she was seriously afraid she might leave a pool of wet juices in front of counter.
“It’s Anne”
“I’m Alex. Is it okay if i call you Anny. Our little secret”
“Umm. yeah” to her surprise she was blushing at the moment.
What am i doing in the public, even wearing my wedding ring?
She felt a huge guilt. But the her mind eases her.
It was just me zoning out. this horniness is the reason.it will soon fade away
she suddenly snapped.
“gotta go” and she quickly left the counter. She knew Alex is looking at her ass but she couldn’t help but to sway the ass more to ease the buttplug in her ass. Her heart pounded from the guilt. but her mind brought more and more reasons to justify her actions. when she get to the car guilt was gone or it was underwhelmed by lust.
She barely made it inside the car.
She locked the car door, shoved her jeans and panties down to her ankles, and collapsed onto the seat. Without hesitation she pushed the thick vibrator deep into her soaked pussy while the heavy metal plug kept her ass stretched wide open.
The moment she turned it on a raw, desperate cry tore from her throat.
Oh fuck… It’s really relieving.
The vibrations traveled through the pussy and made her entire body shaking from the pleasure. Wet, obscene squelching sounds filled the closed space of car as she fucked herself harder. Her breasts bounced wildly and her ass jiggled with every thrust. She came violently, squirting messily around the vibrator and soaking the seat beneath her. Tears of shame and overwhelming pleasure ran down her face as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. then she collapsed with raw pleasure for a moment.
And when she opened her eyes. She felt a shivering shame as she saw the set of eyes that was focused on her while she was doing those filthy things. That was Alex. He had taken by surprise with her slutty display. And then he opened his mouth.
“Wow. Anny, that was .. just wow.” strangely Anne felt a arousal by his words.
“By the you had left your bank card. I just came here to give it to you. If you need any help on anything like that ever again, I think i can help you”
“Thank you. No.. i mean for returning the card” But Anne knew it was for the offer he made.
“Okay then, btw i’m pretty convinced you can look after your own.” he said looking down.
That’s the moment Anne realized that her naked pussy was still visible. She gasped and covered her self with both hands in shame.
Alex laughed and went back waving his hand to her.
Anne was sitting on the mess she had made with a heavy chest. She couldn’t whether she waved back or not. She drove home on the wet seat and soaked from juices like a slut.
She cleaned up the seat when she got home and got cleaned right after. Also she didn’t forget to hid the vibrator, and tried to pretend nothing had changed. But she knew it’s not true.