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What do I taste like?
Good? Bland?
When he shoved my panties into my mouth in his office, I made it my mission not to taste myself. It seemed too lewd. But Benny kissed me after eating me out last night. I found it hot but didn’t taste anything significant.
But Benny acts like a man enjoying the best meal of his life while he sucks on my thong.
Now fully naked, I wait for his next order.
“Sit on the edge of the bed and touch yourself,” he demands. “Play with your swollen clit that I sucked on last night.” He groans, his own words turning him on. “Remember how good my mouth felt on you, my sweet wife?”
His words are like ecstasy to me.
I gape at him. “You want me to …in front of you?”
“In front of me.” He shoves my panties into his pocket and taps his knuckles against the camera. “Show that pretty pussy to the camera and give me the view of a lifetime.”
His request is risky.
Benny could blackmail me with it.
Someone could find it and put the video online.
But my hardly functioning brain isn’t considering rationality at this point.
I’m more worried about how well I can pleasure myself with him watching.
Will it be awkward?
It’ll definitely be awkward.
I’ve never had an audience. My masturbation has always been in the privacy of my bed with my hand hidden beneath my blanket as I made myself come.
Benny loosens his cuff links and spreads his legs. He makes a show of making himself comfortable while waiting formy show.
“I want to watch you fuck yourself with your fingers.” He throws his head back. “Do that, and I will fuck your pussy with every inch of my cock while you writhe underneath me in pleasure.”
My brain might be half functioning, but it apparently understands the assignment. I run his order through my mind—ensuring I have it right—and lower myself to the edge of the bed. My legs tremble as I part them wide.
“Already so wet,” Benny says, watching me. “Pull your ass up, baby. Give me a better view.”
My stomach clenches like I’m doing squats as I lift my ass.
“Your heels on the bed.”
My feet slip off the bed once as I maneuver myself.
“Now, show me how you touch yourself, Neomi.”
I delve my hand between my legs and run two fingers through my slit. Slight embarrassment from being so on display creeps through me, but my need for him outweighs any shame.
He grips the edge of the dresser, his knuckles white as I moan his name and tease my slit.Tease him.
The more he’s turned on, the faster he’ll take over the job of pleasuring me.
“I won’t help you come yet. That is your punishment for being sneaky and assuming you could outsmart me.”
The sound of him unbuckling his belt mixes with my moans.
