All characters in the story are 18+
Leaning and cozying up to the star basketball player Sara was tutoring. It was causing that wet spot on her panties to grow, just thinking of the things he could do to her. Focus she told herself after this problem she would be off to her favorite spot in the library.
Done, now she quickly packed up her stuff and hurried off. Walking quickly, almost to the point of running, to her spot, she felt the wetness growing. Finally, her secret spot. No one ever came there every time she had scoped it out. Now she had claimed it as hers.
Throwing her bag down and immediately dropping to the floor she reached her hand up her skirt. Pushing her soaking wet panties to the side she began to play with her clit and soon her attention is solely on pleasing herself. Within minutes the orgasm comes and she’s left spent trying to catch her breath taking in all the pleasure.
In all her haste she missed the post-it note on the shelf. “Look down”. A phone set upright pointing its camera right where she was. She picked it up and turned it around. A blurred figure stared back.
“Oh good, thought you might not have noticed. You were so focused on yourself that you failed to observe a few things had changed since the first time you found yourself here. In fact there has been a small camera documenting your every moment here for the last few months.”
Her head shot up immediately searching and finding the little camera lens pointed down at her.
“There’s an ear bud on the ground where you found the phone. Make sure to take it with you and charge it as soon as you get back to your apartment. It’ll be in heavy use tomorrow as will you, so do get some rest tonight.”
Click. The phone cut off.
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First thing the next morning, Watcher, as he liked to refer to himself as, sent a text letting her know that there was a package waiting outside of her apartment and to connect to Skype once she had the box in her room.
Inside the box, a black lacy thong with a pocket perfectly sized for the 2” x 4” plastic vibrator next to it. Also included was a remote control.
“Slide the vibrator into the thong pouch and put it on. Once that’s done squat over the phone so I can see it’s placed correctly and turn it on.”
He saw the hesitation on her face unsure of whether to follow through. A video automatically starts to play on the phone. Loud moaning and heavy breathing echoes throughout the room. Sara instantly recognizes herself in her library spot seconds away from climax. She notices the clothes. It wasn’t the same she was wearing yesterday.
“That’s right. It’s not the video from yesterday. In fact, it’s from the very first time I got you on video. So I wouldn’t think to hard about it and just do as I say.”
A slight nod from Sara, afraid of what could happen if these videos ever got out, she begins to strip and slides the thong on. Squatting over the phone so the Watcher can get a closeup.
“Good now turn the vibrator on low.”
Sara takes in a big inhale as a low rumble starts. She begins to moan enjoying the feeling of the stimulation, briefly forgetting she was squatting over her phone, until he spoke.
“Now we know that function works. Let’s test the music function. Hit the button with the music icon and play an upbeat song and turn up the volume.”
Of course he had already tested all functions prior and knew the vibrations would be in sync with the best of any music playing or anytime anyone talked and the louder the music the higher the frequency it would vibrate at.
Sara on the other hand had no idea what was about to happen however she was too afraid to do anything but obey. She opened amazon music on her phone and played the last song she listened to, Me but Taylor Swift. Once the drums started playing, Sara had found it hard to breath as her clit and lips started to tingle to the beat.
“I see it’s working,” said the Watcher. “Now try to compose yourself. I want you to sit on the bed and try to not let it show that anything is going on. This will be good practice for this afternoon when we let strangers play with the remote in the quad.”
Sara had heard the words but comprehension was not permeating her mind. All her focus was on the vibrations caused by the music. Her right hand slid up her neck while her head tilted back, eyes closed, her left hand reaching down pushing the vibrator into her clit and moving it up and down. She forgot all about the Watcher on the other end of the phone below her, moans slipping from her lips, her breath became ragged, gulping and holding her breath.
The Watcher decided to let her enjoy herself, wondering to himself how this afternoon would go. Would she forget about her surroundings like she did now? Maybe he’d need her to practice this whole morning first. He licked his lips imagining the what was to come.
The song was winding down and before the next one could play, the Watcher clapped loudly into the phone to get Sara’s attention. The loud noise in her ear bud made her wince and instantly she remembered that there was someone on the other end. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” She exclaimed.
The Watcher responded with a hearty laugh, “Turn off the music, I don’t want you distracted while I explain what’s about to happen today. I had told you to hold still but I assume your mind was else where. Now this afternoon when the quad is busiest, I want you to sit on the benches by the business building, you know the ones that face each other?”
Sara softly answered yes, still embarrassed at what had just happened but part of her didn’t care. It felt so good and maybe a minute or two more and that thing and vibrator would have been soaked. Another part of her enjoyed him watching her get off, maybe he was doing the same while watching. Her mind started to wander at the possibility until his voice got her attention again.
Seeing a slight smile break out across her face immediately after answering had the Watcher curious as to what could be going through her head, but after stalking his prey for a few months now he was quite certain what she was thinking about. “Ahem. Good now you are to leave the remote and tape a not above it on the bench opposite of you. The note should read: Turn me on and push my buttons and see what fun we can have.”
Realization dawning on Sara’s face. “Oh God,” she thought, “if I lost control just now, whoever gets that remote is going to figure out who’s on the other end really quick.”
“Umm, you can’t be serious, everyone will see me. I won’t be able to show my face on campus anymore.” She pleaded, but to no avail.
The Watcher was ready with a response. “And that is why we will be practicing all morning. Now put on some clothes and go sit out on the couch in the living room. Your roommate should be out there eating breakfast, I assume. Ask to play some music and set the remote next to the speaker. And let’s see if she can tell if anything different is going on.”
Sara really didn’t want to do this but what choice did she have. There would no telling who he’d send those videos of her to, if he hadn’t done so already. If she searched for them on PornHub now would they be there? However in the back of her head she was thrilled at the prospect of men and women getting off to her, lusting after her, imagining them wishing their tongues, pussies, or cocks would be making her drip. She shook her head pushing the thought back. She would need to steel her mind or else her roommate would see her orgasm on the couch.
“Hey Bridge, mind if I play some music?”
“No go ahead.”
“Make it something with a lot of bass and a bit of tempo.” The Watcher spoke in Sara’s ear, “Keep the phone on your face. I want to see how you try to hide it.”
Sara opened her hip hop song list and laid the remote face down next to the Bluetooth speaker. As soon as the song played Sara had a quick spasm but quickly steadied herself and moved to sit in the corner of the couch. She crossed her legs and put the phone in front of her face, stared wide eyed into the screen, trying not to let show what was happening underneath her clothes. Crossing her legs had been a bad idea, it only pushed the vibrator tighter against her clit and lips and immediately them. She tried thinking of her chemistry homework to take her mind off of it, but then soon she was thinking of bonds with led to the cute guy in the class she’d love to create a bond with, her eyes closed for the barest of moments and a soft moan escaped her lips and she quickly covered her mouth praying Bridge didn’t hear that.
The Watcher of course saw and heard it. He whispered into the phone, “With willpower like that you’re going to be caught pretty easily. Hmmm or maybe that’s what you want. Maybe you want Bridge to know, is that it? You want her to come over and sit next to you on the couch and replace that vibrator with her tongue and lips. Her warm tongue just swirling around your clit, lips and teeth nibbling on your pussy, hungrily licking and tasting until your on the verge of explosion, then sliding her long slender fingers in, tips circling the front wall. Then…” He left it the rest to her imagination, watching her eyes roll back and tongue licking her lips.
Sara had never thought of her roommate, or any woman for that matter, like that, but with the sensations pulsating from her pussy through her entire body, she couldn’t stop herself from seeing it in her head. “Oh god, that could be lovely.” She thought images of the Watcher’s description displaying vividly in her mind. “Yes please,” she whispered to herself a little louder than what she had intended
“Hey Sara, what was that? I can’t hear you over the music.” Bridge shouted, snapping Sara back to reality.
“Huh, oh, um nothing, j-j-just talking to, uh, myself.” She was almost going to ask her to come over to help her on the couch. “Oh how great that would be. No what am I thinking she’s not into girls. Well neither was I until I actually just started thinking about it now.” She argues with herself in her head.
The Watcher was delighted to see the expressions quickly change on Sara’s face as he had a slight idea what might be going on through her head. “You think she would come over if you asked?” Pushing her farther into disarray. “If you don’t control yourself she’ll come here all on her own.”
Luckily for Sara, Bridgett had just put away her dishes and walked toward the shower to get ready for class. “Saved by the bell it seems. But you need more practice so why don’t you just stay right where you are until she finishes getting ready and leaves.”
It had been a good 30 minutes before Bridgett left but Sara had made it through. Her hand was numb from clenching the bottom of her shorts the whole time trying to hold everything in. She had had to close her eyes a few times to hold her concentration but from the Watcher had seen it would take a pretty keen observer to figure out what was really happening. As Bridgett was leaving the Watcher asked, “Are you going to stop the music or will you let yourself enjoy the pleasure of release?”
Sara didn’t answer, as soon as the door slammed shut she leaned her head back and let the waves of euphoria run through her body. She didn’t care that he was watching anymore she just wanted to explode. A minute or two later she scrambled for her phone to stop the music. Then lay back on the couch running hands through her hair, panting trying to catch her breath. All she wanted to do now was take a nap.
“You’re welcome,” the Watcher sniggered.
Sara was too exhausted to do anything but just nod.
“Now before you take a nap, I suggest you wash that thong and put in new batteries before this afternoon’s adventure. Be seeing you soon.” The Watcher hung up and Leaving Sara there alone to her thoughts.
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(Any constructive criticism is welcome. If you think it sucked could you please expand and say why you thought it sucked, same with vice versa.
Also there will be more to the story just thought I’d see what people thought of it so far. Hope you guys enjoy)
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Enjoyed it and can’t wait for chapter 2!