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Machine #69

Washing machine is broken
Have to go to the laundromat
Only one load left to wash anyway
May be done in an hour flat
Damn it's crowded in that place
Loaded the clothes and started the machine
Sat on top of it and opened her book
She left off on a steamy sex scene
Those are very hot parts of her book
She felt something about 15 pages in
A feeling from those tight jeans on her pussy
As the washing machine cycled on spin
As the spinning continue she kept trying to read
Working to hard to hold her composure
Nonchalantly gripped tight on her book
Took a deep breathe and clinched at the shoulders
The seam of her jeans vibrating against her clit
Has now gotten her sexually spun
Trying so hard to keep it together
And now the first rinse cycle is done
She couldn't believe what it had brought upon her
A crazy orgasmic filling within
Got a little excited and antsy
Waiting on the last cycle to spin
When the machine got to the final cycle
She read a steamy scene and got herself ready
There's that feeling once again on her clit
It engorges with blood, she holds her book steady
Reading "Our wild and crazy night"
She started to picture the scene in her mind
Trying her damnedest to not make a sound
Upon the washer she started to grind
Looking flush she couldn't keep it together
A few low moans then she got loud
Starting to touch herself on her tits
Not aware that she was getting a crowd
Taking deep breathes as the pressure starts to build
She feels her juices leaky onto her thong
Put the book down and clinched the front of the washer
While the crowd starts to cheer her on
She sees them but too late to react
Their excited faces gets her even more wet
She closes her eyes and let them enjoy the show
One guy is so excited that he starts to sweat
Camera phones up catching every moan and squirm
Her face clinches and her eyes roll up
The vibration has the seam working that pretty little clit
Convulsive screams as her pussy erupts
All color rushes from her face
Legs are twitching, a lady is arouses by it
She secretly reaches down and grabs her man's crotch
Feels his dick is hard and starts to stroke it
The machine gave our friend an solo sexual ride
She wish it would stay stuck on the final spin
Her panties aren't in it but it still got them wet
Unfortunately it has to come to an end
Smiled at everyone then put her clothes in the dryer
Already looking forward to the next time
Next week she'll bring a load back
For she'll always use machine number sixty-nine


Written by vcsawyer1
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