The hours pass on my dull drive home.
The rain drumming against the glass, the pattern being one only a percussionist can appreciate.
The same idiots on the road, middle lane hoggers, those not using indicators, or those just stupidly speeding ahead.
All the while, I’m sat internally giggling to myself, growing more and more excited and equally frustrated as I want to continue playing with her.
I’m finally pulling off the main road and for once I can park outside the house.
Throwing my bag on the bed, I nip to the loo and load up the app, using my Apple Watch to send her a quick message letting her know I’m home safe.
While sat using the watch, she promptly replies, at least she’s not fallen asleep on me.
Using the pee time, I setup a pattern and send it to her, smiling to myself as I sort myself out and walk down the hall to my room.
Hurridly removing my clothes and jumping onto the bed, I’m pleased on days like today I have several items I can video call her on, so grabbing the Kindle I load Messenger.
As I’m about to press the call button, her call interupts me, I readily accept with a sly smile on my face as her face comes onto the screen.
I can see she’s in her bedroom, her eyes doing the wide-eyed-awe-look, which I find so adorable. “I was downstairs when you started it up” she manages to say.
I laugh and make my “sorry, not sorry” apology, that’s become a frequent staple of our relationship. As I make the false apology, I turn the vibe off, and after a few seconds she breathes a bit easier and her face relaxes.
“So how do I control yours?” she asks.
Luckily I’d put mine on charge before I’d left, so I lean over the side of the bed and unplug it, as I’m lifting it up, a finger holds the on button so as it comes into proper view the light is already on.
I plonk the white bulky item on the bed and add her to the device, telling her what to do her side. She disappears off screen and soon we’re talking blindly to each other, knowing she’s got nothing else she can call me from to watch each other play.
I lean back over the bed, opening our special drawer in my dressing table, pulling out a clear bottle, I doubt I’ll need it but this is the first play and I want it to feel great.
I flick the lid and put a clear bubble of lube onto my two fingers and pull down my panties. My chick dick is still tucked between my legs, so I open my thighs and release it’s hold.
Little effort is needed as it springs up, it’s soaking wet and some juices fall onto the sheet.
I rub the clear liquid onto myself, and tell Mistress I’m ready as I pick up the white object, slowly pushing it onto me, my chickdick pushing it’s base open and I can feel the cold within.
She activates it and the inner starts moving against me and I start to slowly pull and push on it.
As it “rides” me, I activate hers again, somewhat regretting not buying the Nora so she could be riding that in equal measure. While that thought crosses my mind, I hear her moan into the speaker, forgetting she’s “in the room” with me.
The white cylinder continues to move up and down, and I ask her to go back to Messenger so we can see each other again. She complies and I see those beautiful eyes of hers, she’s biting her lip but I’m unsure if it’s conscious or not.
We mutually moan into the camera, as I watch the camera unsteadily move down. Her breasts come into the shot, those big beautiful breasts.
She’s pinching one of her nipples, closes her eyes as she pulls the other into her mouth. I watch her suck as I do the same in return, my left hand pinches the nipple, twisting it for a little pain.
I drop my own breast and swap hands, left hand now continues the pump motion as my right hand grabs the phone while she’s not looking.
The phone unlocks and I change the cycle to a stronger setting and watch the Kindle for her reaction.
It soon happens as her lips part, her eyes open in surprise, the breast falls into her chest as she hurriedly silences herself.
She moves the camera down just in time to show a stream flowing between her legs, the pink tail still wagging between her legs.
“Rub your clit” I try my best command. Within seconds the hand from her mouth drops to her lips and starts to do as it’s told. Her body is writhing and bucking as I change the setting again. No way of stiffling herself this time, she twists her head into the pillow and bites, the phone angle changing as she’s not watching but it captures another stream flowing again.
I smile, changing the setting down to a low pulse setting I’ve made, and let her calm down again.
I watch her regain herself and soon the screen blanks. I brace myself for the retaliatory response within my own toy.
She doesn’t disappoint. The toy tightens around my oversized clit, vibrating hard against me as her voice comes through the speaker “keep fucking yourself”, “Yes mistress” I manage to reply.
I angle the camera so she can see, but I’m not looking at screen to see even if she’s looking. My eyes have closed and I’m fucking the huge white tube.
Another vibration pattern comes through and intensifies the sensations I’m getting. I’m close to cumming for her and just about manage to tell her.
“Cum for me then” she orders. I open my eyes and see she’s watching me.
I continue fucking the tube and try to show her my chickdick fucking the white tube, I see the pink fake lips gripping me with each long stroke, occasionally I lift it a bit more so my clit shows, but I thrust it back down, slamming hard as if she’s actually riding me.
I feel a spasm ripple through my body and I do my best to maintain the thrust I fill the inside with my juices.
I keep going and as I pull out I can see my juice mixing with the lube. I drop my phone into the sheets and grab my breast, feeding my own nipple into my mouth I suck and bite hard and I climax again, my muscles tighten and my back arches against the mattress.
With the climax still coursing through my body, the sensation drops to a nice soft pattern and I respond by penetrating it more slowly, letting any left over cum fill the inside.
I twist the Kindle back so I can see her, and she’s moved the camera to show her with two fingers inside herself, every now and again I can make out the pink tail poking out, and I watch.
My hand finds the phone, wishing I could unlock it with my mind quicker than the fingerprint scan can take, I watch as she starts to tense up but those fingers continue.
I help her by changing the pattern again to the first fast pulse I’d made.
Her body reaction shows the speed this thing works, and a spray erupts from her, droplets flying everywhere.
I can make out some droplets on her thighs, some sprays onto her stomach and at the camera. I’m now seeing her room with a part fisheye lens and the original lense as a droplet perfectly landed on the lens.
I turn the speed up, and hear her moaning, seeing two arms rush to her two mouths, catching herself.
The spray subsides and I slow the speed down again, allowing her to calm down.
I watch the four fingers move from within her, I can see they’re all soaked through, juices sticking to them as both arms and four fingers enter her two mouths to lick herself clean.
“Shall we call this a night?” I ask, as she continues to calm down.
She nods her agreement, and whispers through the fingers “I love you babygirl”. Her eyes watch me as I pull the Max off me, setting it on the sheets and I blow a kiss.
“I love you too”, as I wipe some of my own juices off myself and lick in response.
Needless to say, but we both slept soundly that night, pleasing each other with miles separating us.
Knowing the other is soaked through, equally shag tired.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a3zooz/new_toy_time_continued