This is a continuation of my previous post :)
Static filled the air as the man spoke. I propped my phone up on the pillow on the bed, facing it, my heart pounding. I could feel the vibrator inside me thrumming on its lowest level, but every few seconds it jumped upward. The man from the app spoke again.
“Get on the floor, and spread your legs,” he ordered
I scrambled to the floor, dropping to my knees by the edge of the bed. I was only wearing my black bikini top and then I was eye-level with the matching black bottoms, left forgotten on the comforter. They were glistening from how wet I was. As I moved, I could feel the vibrator shift with me, pressing against different parts. When I spread my legs, I felt myself tighten and hold it closer inside. Every sensation felt intensified. Did he know that would happen? Is that why he had me do that?
“Tell me when you’re on the ground.”
“I’m on the ground, sir.”
“Good girl.” The vibration increased, a brief reward. I moaned a little, my hands gravitating to my pussy. With one finger, I pressed the top of my mound, feeling the steady beating beneath the skin. I slid my finger down the front of my pussy – I was soaking wet. Thin threads of my arousal clung to my finger when I pulled it away. My thighs were slick with it. With my finger wet, I started making slow circles around my clit.
“Spank yourself for me,” he said, lowering the power.
With my free hand, I smacked my ass. Hard. The sharp clap rang through the air. I felt a little silly, performing for an audience of none as I was. We didn’t have video on. I waited for him to reward me as he had done the last time I obeyed – but he didn’t.
“Did you do it?” he asked.
He couldn’t hear me through the damn phone. I picked the phone off the pillow and placed it in front of me on the floor, still teasing my clit. I spanked myself again, harder, and moaned a little to emphasize it. I heard him exhale slowly, seemingly pleased.
“Now get a belt,” he said.
I stopped stroking. “What?”
“Go get a belt,” he repeated. “I want you to spank yourself with the belt for me.”
I had an internal battle with myself. Since I was visiting, finding a belt to spank myself with would have involved leaving the guest room. Walking around the house without my bikini bottoms on, with a toy buzzing away inside me seemed dangerous – and more importantly, like a waste of time. I wanted to cum already! Add on to that how absolutely ridiculous the thought of spanking myself alone with a belt was…
I waited a few seconds, then lied, “Okay, I did it.” You know. Like a liar.
“Did you?”
“Uh huh.”
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“The connection is bad,” I pointed out. Now I wasn’t a total liar.
He hummed with satisfaction. “I like that,” he murmured. “You’re such a good girl…”
The vibrator revved to life again, coasting up and down, edging me closer and closer to the end. I moaned in response, my breathing ragged. I wanted to let him know what a great job he was doing, and what a good girl I could be. “Thank you, master,” I gasped.
He played with me for a few more minutes, letting the vibrations come down low to where I could barely feel them, then attacking me without mercy at its highest power. I was a mess of noises, whimpering and begging him for more.
I had squeezed my eyes shut, imagining this mystery man pulling the strings from afar. I still had my legs spread and was humping against the air, one hand between my legs. I started to pull the toy in and out to simulate a thrusting cock, feeling my opening swell up and then swallow the toy whole again. I was so wet I nearly dropped it.
“Are you going to cum for me?” The vibrator changed to quick waves. I rubbed my clit quickly, my heart racing. My pussy kept squeezing the toy over and over.
“If you let me,” I breathed. He cranked it all the way up. “Cum for me,” he ordered.
The edge was so close but I had only ever been able to cum from having my clit stimulated. I pulled the toy out, and pressed the vibrating egg against my clit. I moved in tight circles to replicate my fingers, riding the high. My legs fell out from under me and I landed on the floor, with my legs splayed wide. Still pressing the toy hard against my pussy.
“Fuck!” I screamed. “Yes!”
My pussy spasmed and I felt myself cumming hard. “Thank you,” I murmured.
“Any time.”
I pulled the phone to my ear, still laying on the floor. The man on the phone told me I had done well and he would be more than happy to play with me again. I thanked him for the offer and hung up, leaving me dazed and alone in the room yet again.
I stared up at the ceiling. I couldn’t tell if letting someone else do that to me was cheating or not, but I decided it would be best if I didn’t do it again.
Probably…
(Disclaimer: To keep the pace moving in this tale, I did cut out some things. It took several tries with different users before I found someone who seemed to work well with me. A few people started to play and then disconnected suddenly. The pool out there for us ladies seems huge but it still might take some trial and error to find the best playmate! )
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/whzmlc/mf_letting_redditors_make_me_cum_with_a_bluetooth