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The mental image has me squirming, and my mind is blank except for the fantasies he creates there.Holy shitis all I can think, over and over in my head.
Holyfuckingshit.
Are you still with me, love?
No. Not really. My brain has left and is currently orbiting the earth along with my consciousness as I fight the urge to bury my fingers between my thighs.
Yeah,I say finally, hating that it takes me a moment to say the simplest thing.Sorry.
Don’t be. Do you like it when I talk to you like this?
Yes.
Do you want to touch yourself?
I hesitate until he asks again.Maybe, I say, hoping I sound flirty instead of needy and unsure.
Then why don’t you, hmm? Touch yourself for me, love. My sweet, sick little puppy. I want you to tell me how wet you are for me.
For some reason, I follow his directions. My shirt is already up over my hips, so all I have to do is shift my laptop off onto the bed and slide my fingers under my panties. Am I really doing this? Am I seriously about to slide my fingers into my entrance just to tell him if I’m wet?
His message comes through while I’m staring blankly at my laptop, and I blink to read it.
I’m still waiting.
Shit.Shit. I take a deep breath, heart pounding, and part my thighs enough to slide my fingers into my body. With a shock, I realize I’m more turned on than I thought I’d be. Awkwardly with my other hand, I reply to him as I curl my fingers forward.
I am,I say, feeling stupid.I mean, I am touching myself. And I’m wet. For you. For this.God, I have to be the worst cyber-sex-haver on the face of this planet.
Good girl. Doing so good for me, love. Keep going. I bet you feel so good. I bet you’re so fucking tight, aren’t you? How many boyfriends have you had?
I don’t even think about the answer.Two,I say, and hesitate.But I only had sex with one of them.Why does he need to know? It’s stupid of me to think it’s some flex.
But his response makes me tighten around my fingers, and I bite my lip.
That’s almost nothing. I wouldn’t have to train many bad habits out of you, would I? And I’d have such an easy time making you all mine. Ruining you for everyone except us.
The ‘us’ part is… interesting. Does he really have a boyfriend who’d be into this as well?
I want to make you suffer, but right now I’d rather you just work yourself up for me. Can you do that? Can you get yourself close for me?
Yeah, if I use my vibrator. I’m too impatient for just fingers, and I mean to tell him that, except the message comes out not quite as intended.
Can I use my vibrator?
Of course you can. Do you already have it? Will you slide it against that sweet little clit of yours for me? I love the panties you were wearing on your stream, and I bet you’re still wearing them, aren’t you?
Yeah, I say, moving to grab my vibrator from the drawer and then settling back down.
Take them off.
The message surprises me and, confused, I type out,I thought you just said you liked them?
I did. But I’d rather imagine you without them. When I bring you home, I won't let you wear anything. You wouldn’t need to. I’d keep you warm and comfortable. Better that you’re not wearing anything so I can touch you whenever I want.
I decide not to tell him I’m wearing a t-shirt I’d put on after the stream. It’s not really any of his business.
Slide your vibrator against your clit for me. Don’t worry about going slow. I bet you want to get off, don’t you?
