“My Princess enjoys being eaten out, hm?” He smirked when he lowered his camera and I saw the massive bulge in his gray sweatpants. “Daddy’s cock likes that, too. I will spread you out nicely and eat you out until I’m sated.”
“Please.”
“I know what you need, Princess,” he said. “Rub yourself for me, show me how good girls cum for their Daddy.”
I shivered when my right index finger rubbed over my clit, which was pulsing with need. I craved him. To touch me on my small bed and kiss me. I watched him tug down his sweats and boxers, his thick cock popping out. I licked my lips, seeing the throbbing veins and leaking pre-cum from the tip. If only I could suck him off.
His hand stroked his cock, my fingers moving fast over my clit. “Slow down,” he whispered, his breathing turning heavier. “I want us to come together, Princess.”
I nodded, biting my lip. He told me to finger myself, and I followed his command, moaning softly as pleasure numbed my mind.
“My pretty girl,” he groaned, staring at me from the screen. “I’ve been dreaming about eating you out and fucking you.”
His confession made me whimper. “Pinch your nipples for me. Imagine me biting them. Filling your pretty cunt and biting your tits.”
His filthy words rang in my ear as I pinched my nipple. Moans escaped my lips, my back arching when two fingers filled my pussy, wishing they were his.
I was close. So fucking close just from a video call and dirty talking to Sean.
“Hold it for me, Princess,” he grunted. The sight of him was so hot, I wondered why he wasn’t a porn star. His muscles clenched when he pumped himself. His eyes were pinned on me as his cheeks slashed with color. I loved that he was as turned on as I was. Maybe even more.
I remembered how he had fucked my mouth and came all over my chest. I rubbed harder, thinking about his cock filling my mouth.
“P-please,” I moaned. “I’m so close.”
“Cum for me, Princess,” he whispered. “Make a mess for Daddy.”
I did. White fiery lust blinded me as I exploded with pleasure, my fingers rubbing over my clit and eyes pinned on his handsome face. I heard his deep groan and saw the white spurt of his seed land on his abs and chest.
My heart hammered in my ears from the orgasm. My head feeling light and heady.
Our pants echoed in the room as we both stared at each other through the screen. I felt the sudden urge to kiss him and cuddle in his arms.
“Good girl,” he said, his throat bobbing when he looked down at the mess I had made.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment when I saw a small puddle on my sheets and closed my legs.
“Nuh-uh,” he said, a dark edge to his voice. “Show me my pussy.”
My pussy.
I bit my lip and spread my legs. He held his phone and brought the screen closer to his face.
“Good girl on making a mess, Princess,” he said and grabbed a few tissues to clean himself. “I wish I was there to give you proper aftercare. But can you clean yourself, sweet girl?”
I nodded, hearing his soothing, deep voice. I didn’t know how, but he helped me wash up, wear fresh panties and even change the sheets. It felt like I had blinked and I was in my bed drinking water as he talked to me.
“Such a good girl,” he said, and I felt my eyes sting.
As I stared at him, I felt a sudden burn in my throat. I was going to cry.
I ended the call and stared at the blank screen with his face in my head. Sean looked so proud. As if I had won an Olympics and not just changed my sheets.
Who the heck does that? Who praises another person for just drinking water?
Not normal, sane people, right?
Tears trailed down my cheeks, and I sobbed quietly, covering my face. I jumped hearing the ringtone of my phone and stared at it until it quieted down.
