"Nhhuuuh! Ghhhuuuh!" Josie's finger thumbed the metal clip that would let the hot water shoot into her cunt. As the warmth began to spread from the little holes at the end of the wand, she grabbed the rubber bag from the edge of the tub and held the open end shut while she squeezed it against her breasts. Squeeze and relax, squeeze and relax. It was obvious to her now that she was trying to mimic how she thought a male's exploding cock would feel. But she went on squeezing the bag with jerky convulsions anyhow.

Inside her the hot spurts of water seemed to add to her breathlessness. She threw her ass around until the water of the tub splashed dangerously near the edge. She probed as deep as she could reach with the douche wand as the hot water jetted in short, throbbing pulses against her soft insides. The most glorious feeling burst through her. She cried out before she could think to smother her joy. She closed her thighs tightly, capturing the stick of plastic as it spurted its make-believe jizz. She wiggled her boyish ass furiously as if she were fucking her imaginary male as good as he was fucking her.

"Ohhhhh God!" she cried, "Fuck me! Ohhhh do it hard!"

Josie had slipped down in the tub so that her blond hair was soaked. She'd forgotten her composure, forgotten everything! What was happening to her? All she could think of was that throbbing, tantalizing force that had enslaved her. She was at its mercy. She could only try to make the ecstasy keep on lasting!

"Uhhhh," she moaned. "It's over. It's stopping! Ohhhh God, don't let it stop!" But she was sinking to her chin now, her body radiating a warm glow. She was wiggling and rolling her white bottom around against the tub. And though her douche bag still pushed water up the tube and into her pussy, it just felt good now, not ecstatic.

Gingerly she pulled the plastic wand put of her body. A tendril of red floated away from her cuntlips as she stared through the clear, clean water.