8 months without cock and I’m filled for the first time while on a call with my tutor [toys and masturbation][voyeurism]

It’s been nearly 8 months since I had a cock in me

And it shows.

I’m tense and cranky all the time, I don’t shave my legs anymore and I haven’t worn anything sexy for so long. What for? No one is going to see me. Not anyone that matters anyway.

I live alone in the country which is enough of a barrier for meeting people. Add lockdown to the mix, and it feels like I’m turning back into a virgin.

I’m so busy keeping the farmstead running in between my studies, that I hardly have time to pleasure myself. I’m ovulating right now and It’s gotten to the point where I’m horny all day and find myself suddenly engulfed by need. It happens at random times during the day and I’m forced to continue working through a haze of desire where the slightest touch or friction against my crotch has every one of my nerve endings heightened. It hit me once as I was doing laundry. I found myself bent over the washing machine, moaning and pushing my pelvis into it, thinking about how little time I had for this when the spin cycle started. It was so unexpected, but god did it ever feel good. It happened while I washed the dishes too. That’s when I found out that the knobs to open the cupboard under the sink happen to be at exactly the right height to brush against my clit. I did those dishes with so much concentration that day, at least at first. I had to hold my hips in exactly the right position, pressed against the counter, my knees slightly bent to keep the handle pressed against me in the right way. The little movements of washing the dishes would move me just enough to get little pulses of pleasure.

It’s the worst while I study though. I find myself arching my back, trying to press my sensitive parts against the seat of my chair. I hold the lip of the seat sometimes, when the need gets too distracting, and then scooch myself up until I can grind on my forearm, I can almost cum that way and it has me wishing I had a dldo I could attach to the seat of my desk chair. Maybe I’d actually get some work done for a change!

So I ordered one! Today is the first day I’m trying it and I’m going to be writing an update. I’ve never been this excited to start studying before… I’ve attached the bright blue, girthy and flexible 6 and a half inch dildo to the seat of my chair and I’m eyeing it as I have my breakfast. I can feel the moisture already starting in my underwear. Guess I won’t need the lube next to my mouse!

I’m glad I wore a skirt and over the knee socks today. It made things a lot easier, yet it’s keeping me warm enough from the fall chill. I’m sitting at the desk now, impaled by my little blue friend and it feels marvelous. I’m so tight from not having anything inside me for so long that I had to sit down very very slowly. I thought it would be the perfect size because I need to be able to relax into it all day as I study, but I hadn’t counted on the adjustment period. I shouldn’t have gotten the extra half inch! My legs are already burning from having to keep myself slightly lifted. To make matters worse I have a zoom meeting with my tutor in like 5 minutes. I have to get my notes together and I have no time to go downstairs and grab a different chair (attaching the dildo securely was such a bitch! I don’t want to remove it and then waste another hour getting it on right!)

**After the call -** oh my god that was excruciating. I fumbled around all over the place trying to get my things together before the meeting, but missed one of the most important ones because I was distracted by the tip of the dildo putting a constant pressure. Before the call, I took a minute to just sit and breathe and let my body adjust. I tried to relax all my muscles in my pelvis to open myself up and make space, but my legs were so tense trying to hold me up that I couldn’t relax. It was maddening and I was already a minute late to calling my TA who was tutoring me, Carl. I hate being late. I decided to just take the plunge. I told myself, on the count of 3, just relax everything at once and let it all go in. I took a deep breath and 1.. 2… 3…

I let everything go and let out a loud moan. Good thing the nearest neighbour is miles away. It felt so good to be filled and I started grinding down, tilting my pelvis to put pressure on my g spot. I’d started panting and moaning when the display on my screen showed he was calling me. Fuuuuuuck. I could see my reflection in the screen. My hair was in a messy bun, with curls escaping all around my face, my cheeks were conspicuously flushed and my lips red.

Oh well. It’s quarantine and video display quality is terrible anyay

I took a breath to steady myself, forced my hips to stay still, and clicked the green telephone. We exchanged the usual formalities and started the lesson. As he explained the stupid statistics concept I was struggling with I realized how cute he was. He’s a lot older than me, so I hadn’t thought of him like that before, but in my heightened state, I saw how broad his shoulders were and how good the salt and pepper looked in his beard. I snapped back to attention as he asked me a question and continued working. But later I made the mistake of leaning forward, and felt the dildos pressure against my walls. I let out a sharp exhale and then quickly smiled at him and expressed my exasperation with statistics so he wouldn’t think it was anything else. Moving had felt so good and, unfortunately, had re-ignited the heat and I thought, maybe If I move only a little bit, really subtly, he won’t realize anything is off.

I tried to move a little and it felt so damn good, I had to fight to keep my eyes from rolling up into my head.. I looked at him furtively, to make sure he didn’t notice anything. I spent a good 10 minutes that way and he barely suspected a thing. Or at least I thought I did until he asked me if I was alright because I was panting a little. I immediately stopped and blushed bright red. I bent down to my task so he wouldn’t see, and said I was fine. The last 20 minutes of the call were agony, All I wanted was to lift myself up and start slamming down on this delicious cock. The sensation of being filled but not pleasured was driving me crazy. I started fidgeting and consistently checking the time. He had a slightly perplexed look on his face and I was starting to get desperate. Five more minutes had never lasted this long before. As soon as he hung up I let out a long moan as I started moving. I forced myself to go slow at first, trying to take deep inhales as I let out sharp little pants. It didn’t last long and soon, I was slamming down, moaning loud and guttural as jolts of pleasure shot all the way through my body. I shuddered as I climaxed, my knuckles white as they gripped the edge of the desk, my o face reflected at me on the screen.

And then I heard the hang up sound as the window closed.

Oh fuck

Oh shit

Oh holy fucking shit

We hadn’t hung up the call.

He’d only turned his camera off, so the video had disappeared and I’d been too excited to cum to notice

Fuck.

Now I’m even more turned on.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/k5leco/8_months_without_cock_and_im_filled_for_the_first