“Daddy, can I start now?” Emery wiggles some more, then reaches down to push the whole cock into her pussy, until the external arm rests against her clit. “Oh, god, so full.”
Her voice snaps me back to her live, my stomach twisting with heat and worry for her. This is going to be torture, and in her very clearly wound-up state, with none of us there…fuck.
No, she’ll be fine. People have solo orgasms around the world every day. There are probably hundreds of people having solo orgasms right here in this city, literally right now.
It’s fine. She’ll be fine.
Me:Yes, baby girl. You can start. Stick to the rules that you have.
Her fingers fumble over the curved end until she finds the button, and the sudden short and loud vibration that signals that it is on makes her eyes widen impossibly and her mouth drop open.
Emery pants for several seconds as a low hum starts up.
“Setting one. Low continuous,” Darcy murmurs, eyes glued to my TV.
We areallglued to the TV.
Her stomach contracts as she presses the button to change the setting.
“Two. High continuous.”
Emery’s chin drops and her eyes close, squeezing so tightly together her brow furrows, her entire body curling toward the vibrations. “Oh my god, oh my god.”
She manages to press the button again, moving to the third setting. The vibrations instantly die down.
“Three. Gentle wave.”
They build again slowly, but never quite hitting a peak, which seems to give Emery a bit of a reprieve. She drops her head back on the pillow and appears to be psyching herself up for the last setting change.
Maybe some gentle encouragement?
Me:Come on, baby girl. I know you can do this. One more press, and you can let that toy do its job.
Me:Just one more, baby. You can do this.
Something must alert her to my messages. She lifts her head, fingers still wrapped around the base, eyes glancing at the screen, before she takes a deep breath and makes the final setting change.
“Four. Triangles.”
Chapter 53
Emery
The vibes cut out, and my heart stutters thinking that the toy isn’t charged enough, but then it starts back up, building stronger and stronger, the vibrations both on my clit and inside of me. Within seconds, the strength of the toy is pushing past anything I have felt from it yet, teetering on the edge of painful.
My stomach starts to clench, but then, like someone easing their foot off the gas pedal, it starts to die down.
“Oh my god,” I gasp as I desperately suck in air and try to relax, try to unclench, but fuck, I’m strung so tightly that I’m surprised I haven’t shattered already.
Ineedthis orgasm.
Just like before, the toy feels like it shuts off, but only for a single second, then it starts to increase again. The walls of my pussy tighten around the vibrating cock, trying to suck it in, to feel it as deep as fucking possible. It hits the peak and almost burns, the intensity so strong the vibrations of my clit feel white-hot.
As it comes back down, I suck in short, sharp breaths of air, my entire focus on my pussy and the orgasm I want so fucking badly.
I need a little bit more. A little more and I’ll explode. I know it. Just half a second longer.
As the pause hits, there is a ding from my laptop, and I try to concentrate on the words as the climb begins again.
