Spoiled Desires

Vincent's coming

Vincent was a good girl. She was not good in particularly anything and felt that she lived aimlessly, but everyone praised her beauty and she again felt useless. She grew up on a farm and lived on it all her teens until at the age of 22 she was married off to a local businessman who moved her to the city.

Everyone was happy for her and they told her that she had made great progress, despite her filling nothing but a hollow shell with no growth. The only thing she learned was to use her beauty. She used it on her husband to sponsor her to a small coffee shop for her.

For the next two years, she worked hard in the shop, while never neglecting her husband for she felt thankful. But soon that feeling disappeared too when she found him balls-deep in an unknown lady.

She didn't make a fuss about it and didn't let him know of her discovery. Vincent asked to transfer the ownership of the shop to her name. Maybe her husband felt guilt for he readily transferred it. She kissed him on the cheek.

Now that she was the legal owner of the shop, she started to think about expanding it. But in the back of her mind, she always kept thinking about her cheating husband and lost her trust in him. So she only talked to him about business and taking care of her home.

Then a month later, she got a call saying her husband died in an accident. She realized at that time that she couldn't care about him. The business was left to the vice president and she still had that coffee shop. A suspicious amount of money was given to an unknown woman.

She tried to ask the relation however the vice president politely told her to keep quiet. Vincent stopped asking.

One day in the courier she got a red card on which an invitation was printed. She had heard about the infamous card from a corporate worker who regularly buys coffee from her coffee shop. Vincent hesitated. She had never been with anyone other than her husband.

After making up her mind, she decided to go.

Vincent frowned at the choice of the scenery. It was a farm. Looking at her disappointment through the camera, the scenery changed to one of a locker room. Vincent didn't like it.

Then it changed to a meeting room with a long central table and chairs around it. Vincent's eyes went wide. It looked similar to the place where her husband cheated on her. Like any office.

Vincent nodded. Through the speaker, she was told to strip everything. She hesitated while removing her undergarments. Still, she slides her bra off her shoulder. Even though she was naked, she felt warm and comfortable. She glanced at the trolley lying in the corner. It was filled with sex toys of different sizes and shapes.

Half an hour ago a maid came and explained the use of every single toy on the trolley. She was told to use them as she pleased. Testingly she picks up the smallest dildo and lubricates it. Thinking of an idea pops into her mind.

She places it on an office chair. Playing with her nipple she gently slides on the mass, her cunt opening at the intrusion she sighed feeling the object but it was unsatisfactory.

Then she tried the toy slightly bigger than the present. After sliding it in she still felt incomplete. She bounced on the toy but her mind still showed the picture of her husband and the unknown woman.

Vincent removed the sloppy thing from her hole and then went to take the largest toy from the trolley. She lubricated it well and then placed it on a chair and tried to sit on it. Slowly and slowly it went inside her, stretching her like never before. Her mind went blank as she ground on the thing. She grasped the vibrator from the trolley nearly pushing the nipple clamps off it. She pressed the button at medium speed and pressed it beyond her thick wall on the throbbing note.

She fucked herself. Her breast bounced in the air, and her mouth drooled. Her walls clenched around the foreign object. She imagined being caught like this by her late husband, or anyone else. It made her heart beat faster and she fucked herself deep, she felt it hit her cervix. The tip penetrating the tight opening, she stopped for a moment to realize that nobody had done her that deep.

She glanced at her pussy, which was stretched to accommodate the monstrous toy. She giggled and moved her ass. Vincent dove into the pleasure of finding her sweet spots with her own hands. It was a burning emotion.

The tip deliciously passed her cervical opening every time. It pained her a little but then it turned into a rhyming moment of her hips. She chased her high, the vibrator on her clit on full mode, moving it up and down. Then she flicked her erect clit with the vibrator. She squirted hard. It shocked her. Her body trembled, and she nearly fell from the chair.

The chair rocked hard but did not break. She balanced herself, the fright of falling made her coming hard. The toy was drowned in her fluids.

Vincent removed the toy from her hole and kept it aside. She rested for a minute. Before she remembered there was a water bottle and drank some.

She felt nice and lively for the first time in a while. For a few months, she had neglected herself much and always had been moody. Part of her knew it was because she didn't confront her husband and then he passed away. She didn't love him but she sure expected loyalty and trust which she gave.

Does it matter now? No matter how weird it sounds, she felt complete.

She nervously looked at the CCTV and said," Can I get a beach scenery?"

Instead of answering the view changed to a sandy floor and the sound of waves coming from the vast water body. Vincent grinned as she picked up a pink-coloured pellet vibrator and inserted it in her cunt followed by the monstrous dildo which again grazed her cervix. The pellet vibrator with its string latching out of her hole dangling on her thigh. It was stuck between her cervix and a huge toy, giving her pleasure just right. Then she ran towards the water. The dildo bumps her all around. She didn't run very far and dropped to the floor, as her climax reached her. She rubbed her clit roughly.

She lay on the sand enjoying the breeze as the pellet vibrator fucked her nicely. She arched on the sand.

For the next hours, she fucked herself on the beach, then on the empty alley, then in a bar.

4 days later -

Vincent thanked the customer with a smile and proceeded to make another order. Her father had called her a day before to ask her if she was coming back. But she didn't want to.

Now she had her own business and even fulfilled her own needs of every kind. She liked to live like this for a while.

At young masters study -
"How much more should I add?" the tired Master asked while working on his new invention, Fuck me here

Master has visited and even hired people to take pictures of various natural and modern places so he could incorporate them into his realistic vision creator.

The maid silently slides the list on the table, giving a silent look ignorant of his whining and leaves. He also told her to make a list of where people usually fantasised about doing it and it surprised him how long it was.

He had created sets of places. The buyer can buy the set they prefer rather than buying them all. Master was having a hard time making them now that the trial had been completed. It consumed a lot of his energy, but still, it will sell well.

He set to work thinking about it and not thinking about how uncaring his maid is.