I knew I shouldn't have done it. She specifically asked me not to, but I couldn't help it. She had been teasing me with those voice notes and videos all day. She knew what she was doing.
First it started with the pictures of the clothes she was trying on. She had gone out shopping with Marissa. Everything was normal, just cute pictures of her in different outfits she was buying for the summer months that were rapidly approaching. But then she started to lose clothing. Sending me pictures in between each undressing, showing me what it's look like when I threw those clothes off of her body.
I was starting to get wet just thinking about all of the different positions I can have her in, her body obeying to me and my every move. I was able to hold on and compose myself pretty well, but then she went into Victoria Secret, and I lost it. She had decided she was going to send me videos of her completely changing.
And then she started sending me the voice notes, of her whispering all the things she wants to do with me. This is the problem with being in a complete switch relationship. One of you will always be forced into submission. She's not even here and she can still do this to me.
The throbbing between my legs was becoming too immense for me to ignore. She had gotten me so close, and I hadn't even been touched at all. But her voice wasn't going to do it all.
I quickly scurried off of my place in the couch, and ran up to our room. I quickly stripped off all my clothes, and placed one of her hoodies over my top half, so her scent was there. Makes it easier for imagining.
I quickly climbed onto our bed, and placed a pillow between my thighs, clenching it so it was rubbing right against my clit. I slowly started to rock my hips against the pillow. The instant relief of feeling some sort of friction against me caused me to let out a moan.
I continued to rock my hips backwards and forwards against the soft material, imagining it as her thigh. I played the longer voice recordings over and over, the sound of voice getting me closer and closer to my orgasm.
I felt myself getting closer with each thrust of my hips, and I brought my hand up and under my hoodie. One hand was wrapped around the base of my throat, just how she has it when she dominating me, and the other was tweaking and twisting against my nipples. My eyes screwed shut as I felt myself get even closer. I started to rock my hips as fast as I could while imagining her grip on my body, forcing me to grind down as hard as I could.
"What do we have here?" I heard her voice echo through the room, cold and teasing.
"I- I'm sorry, I couldn't help it." I moaned out as I continued to rock my hips, the knowledge of her body being here with me getting me almost on the brink.
"Don't you dare cum." She demanded as she walked further into our room.
"No, please don't do that." I whined as I now had to tense every muscle in my body to hold my orgasm back as I continued to grind.
"Whining won't save you now sweetheart, you should have waited." She dismissed as she started to take off her clothes.
I continued to grind as I watched her completely strip, revealing her body to me, making it 1000 times harder to hold back the sensation begging to overwhelm me. I watched her walk into our closet, exposing her perfect ass that makes me go crazy.
She has the perfect amount of fat around her ass, and it's not firm either, it jiggles when she walks which drives my desire higher for her. She walked back out with her strap. I mentally groaned at that, because I had a feeling that I knew where this was going to go.
"Stop, now." She demanded as she tightened the strap around her body.
I whined at my ruined orgasm, but complied anyway by halting my movements. She pulled the pillow from between my legs and tsked at the sight of my arousal coating the top.
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