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Needing a release, I moved the camera down a couple inches, stood to strip off my already-ruined panties, and spread my legs far enough for him to be able to see everything. I placed the pink dildo right against my entrance and pushed it inside of me, turning it on the highest intensity.
“Slow it down, Rosy. You don’t get to come yet,” he said, plump lips curling into a smirk.
I wished that I could see his whole face, watch his eyes wander down my body. But this was all we were and all we could ever be—internet fuck buddies, if I could even call us that.
After turning the vibrator back down, I moved the camera closer to my pussy to show him how my walls tugged on the vibrator as I pulled it out, clenching hard around it, always aching to be filled up with something huge, like Chris’s cock.
“I wanna bury myself inside you,” Chris said, stroking harder and faster. “You look so tight. You think your pussy could handle my cock?”
Gently thrusting the vibrator in and out of me, I curled my toes. “I don’t know,” I said breathlessly. “You’re so … so big.” Bigger than some of the guys I’d watched in porn. “You’d stretch me out. I don’t know if I’d be able to take it.”
“It would tear your tight little hole up, stretch that pussy apart,” he groaned and stroked faster. “Fucking beg me to fuck you, Rosy. Beg me to fucking destroy it. Beg to fucking turn your vibrator up higher. And beg to come.”
With my free hand, I rubbed my clit, aching to turn the vibrator up another setting. “Please, Chris. Please, let me do it. I want you inside of me so fucking bad,” I pleaded, the pressure building in my core. “I need it now, please.”
“Move your camera back, so I can see those lips, and then you can turn it up.”
Once I pushed the camera back—careful not to show my entire face—I turned the vibrator up to a higher intensity and whimpered, the vibrating rabbit dildo sending waves of pleasure through my core. I gently tugged on my nipple through my crop top, another surge of ecstasy rushing through me.
“More,” I whimpered. “More, please.”
“Fuck, baby … let me see those tits.”
After yanking off my top so I sat completely naked inside my room—thank God for door locks—I spread my trembling legs wider and pulled on my nipple again. “Please, Chris. One more setting higher, and I’ll … I’ll come for you.”
Stroking his cock even faster, he flexed his tattooed abdomen hard. “Do it. I’m gonna fucking come with you.”
I clicked the vibrator on a higher setting and screamed out his name as I came all over the vibrator, an unruly orgasm ripping through my body. Chris groaned again, coming all over his stomach, dick twitching as more cum pumped out.
Pulling my legs together, I turned the vibrator off and gently pulled it out of me, the vibrations too intense to continue—at least for now. I placed it on my desk, pulled my shirt back on, and took a deep breath. “Oh my God …” I whispered to myself, still feeling the pleasure rush through me.
Chris excused himself to get cleaned off as my phone buzzed beside me, Allie’s name popping up on the screen. I leaned over slightly to read it.
Als: If you come over now, I’ll buy you a pizza with pineapple, using my brother’s card. ;) Plz. I’m lonely at home, and I hate Jace.
After smiling to myself, I turned my phone upside down and glanced up at the screen to see Chris back and sitting at what seemed to be a table, his eyes still out of the screen.
“You’re cute when you smile,” he said, a smirk on his lips. “Who are you talking to? A boyfriend?”
“If I had a boyfriend, I wouldn’t be video-chatting with you,” I said, brushing my fingers over my tight black curls. “And besides, I don’t date. At least, not in this town.”
“Oh, come on. With eyes like that—”
I sat up taller. “What do you mean, eyes like that? You haven’t—”
He chuckled. “When you were reading that text, you must not have been paying attention to your camera. It’s turned up, facing you. And, fuck, I didn’t think I’ve been talking to you all these months, Imani.”
The blood drained from my cheeks, my heart leaping in my chest. “What?” I asked, mouth dry. I quickly turned the camera off, a thousand different thoughts racing through my mind. Oh my fucking God. I was screwed—fucking screwed.
Everyone in this shitty town was going to know that I fucking cammed and had met … whoever the fuck this was. Mom would ground me. Dad would scream. My life would be ruined—absolutely ruined.
“Who are you?” I asked through the microphone, nerves creeping up. “How do you know me?”
Chris leaned closer, still not showing his face. “I’ve seen you around Redwood Academy. Always thought you were a cutie,” he said. “You were right, though. You don’t date … but I have a couple friends who might be interested. I’ll see you tomorrow at school. Don’t be late.”
And with that, Chris ended the call.
