Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 91216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
They’re spread, she types, licking her lips.
Perfect. Now I want you to touch yourself. Slowly.
I watch, mesmerized, as her hand drifts lower. Her fingers trace delicate patterns across her skin, teasing herself. My breath catches in my throat.
I wish you could see me, she dictates into the computer. I’m doing as you ask.
I don’t need to see you to know you are being the perfect good girl you are. Move your fingers nice and slow over your clit.
On the screen, I see her head tilt back, eyes fluttering closed as she follows my instructions. Her chest rises and falls with quickening breaths. I’m torn between watching her face and watching her hand as it moves in steady circles.
It feels so good, she says. I wish you could see how wet you make me.
My pulse races as I read her words, knowing full well that I can see exactly how wet she is. The camera’s high-definition image leaves nothing to the imagination. I swallow hard, my mouth suddenly dry.
Tell me more, I type back. Describe how it feels. It’s here when I decide to do the same thing she wisely did and turn my typing into voice control. I want my hands to be free.
As I wait for her response, I watch her hand trail up her body, cupping her breast. She pinches her nipple, and I see her bite her lower lip to stifle a moan.
It’s like electricity, she replies. Every touch sends sparks through my body. I’m imagining it’s your fingers instead of mine.
I’m directing this private show, orchestrating her pleasure from afar. Faster now, I instruct. Circle your clit faster. Use your other hand to slide two fingers inside.
I lean closer to the screen, captivated as she follows my commands. Her back arches slightly, her movements becoming more urgent. I can see the flush spreading across her chest, the rapid rise and fall of her breasts as her breathing quickens.
Oh god, she says, her fingers caressing her flesh. I’m so close.
My cock painfully presses against the fly of my pants. I free it from its confines and begin pumping the length of it, matching the rhythm and pace she’s set. My own breaths become shallow and quick, trying to mimic hers.
She’s beautiful, by far the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen—even more so in this vulnerable and erotic state. I can see the glisten of her arousal on her fingers as she continues to touch herself, her eyes closed tightly, lost in the throes of her own pleasure.
My own release builds, matching the pace of her fingers. My breath hitches as I watch her, my gaze locked on her hand guiding her closer and closer to the edge.
Don’t come yet, I demand. Not until I tell you to. With one hand clutching my throbbing cock and my mind consumed by the sight of her pleasuring herself, I send a commanding message, Spread your pussy lips wide apart for me. I want to imagine how wet you are. How slick you’d be for my cock that is so fucking hard for you right now.
I watch as she follows my instructions, her fingers opening herself up for me, her lips parting and her juices coating her delicate flesh in the light of the screen. My heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. I’m one step away from finding release, and it’s all thanks to this incredible performance she’s putting on for me, unaware of how transfixed I am.
Now, touch yourself faster, I urge. Imagine my hands and fingers on you, guiding you toward the edge.
Her breathing is ragged, and her moans are growing louder with each passing second. I’m so close to climaxing myself, the grip on my cock tightening as I imagine feeling her flesh beneath my fingers, her wetness enveloping me, her body buzzing with pleasure.
I know we are both so close, but I need to do one more thing. I need to see how much dominance I have over her. Just how submissive is my Chloe?
I want you to lick your fingers and rub the wetness on your tight little asshole, I confess.
I can feel my heart rate increase, my breaths quickening as I watch her pause for a moment before following my command. Her hesitation only fuels my desire to see how far I can push her. She licks her fingers, her eyes fluttering open briefly to look at the computer screen, then she resumes her pleasure, sliding her fingers between her legs and gently probing the sensitive skin around her entrance. I feel like I’m in control, like I’m the one setting the pace of her desires.
Good girl, I praise. I know you like that, don’t you.
Yes.
Put your finger inside your tight little ass. I want to imagine how your body reacts.
She hesitates for a moment, but it’s clear that she’s trusting me and this distance game we’re playing. A moment later, I see her finger disappear into her tight opening, and I moan softly. Her fingers splaying open, spreading herself for me, it’s an intoxicating sight.