Benji wanted to try focusing on healing her mind and body after an abusive relationship with her now ex-husband. Her best friend, Sarah takes her in and helps her readjust given her condition. When work whisks her away suddenly, Sarah calls in an ol...
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Mason
I groan out while my hand glides up and down slowly as I think back on when Benji knocked on my door, it made perfect fodder for the stream. People commented along assumingly while they played, showering me with compliments, direction and praise. I was in my computer chair but turned away from the computer with my legs spread, utterly comfortable.
I was jostled out of that when my door opened, barely having a second to toss a pillow on my lap before Benji walked in. I stared wide eyed at her and moved the headset off my ears, muting the mic 'What is it again...' I pointed at her then circled my fisted thumb in the air "Are you okay?" I mouthed just to be safe.
She stood there in a loose pink silk robe that allowed me a brief preview of her sternum; hair draped lazily over one shoulder as she stared at me. Her eyes locked with mine, they were glossy and hazed with something I didn't recognize in her, but she never responded. She just sat on the bench by my door, I flattened my hand and moved it side to side as fans began asking if there was a connection error.
I tapped the mute button off "Sorry folks, small technical difficulty, one sec" I tapped the mute button on "What?" I mouthed desperately, I had to get back to my audience. Her hands raise as her chest arches and she unfurls the sash and rests her hands, the robe simply dangled and hid everything but it was within reach
My entire body stiffened upon catching the underside of her inner breast, I'm completely dumbfounded by the act she just did. My cock is fully aware of the situation and is currently demanding that I march over and rip the rest of it off of her. She dug her fingers into the ledge of the bench, eying me carefully, my reaction was clearly on her mind.
I tap the button one last time "And lets say" she jumps as I speak and move the pillow, freeing my cock, I reserved a small pat on the back for the dilation in her eyes once she sees it. My hand shyly grips myself again "One night I'm in here, playing with myself." I moan to confirm and stare her down as she grins deviously at me.
"My doors wide open and you-" I meet her stare "You perverted sexy thing" she shudders and squirms on the bench. I watch her rub her thighs "Slip right in... And you sit there." I laughed and shook my head "You just sit there and stare at me, nothing said while I'm lying on my bed like an idiot." I said.
She fights a giggle and brushes her hair back "I can respect that... However, this is my room, and I call the shots here, understand? Whatever I ask, you must obey, that is the price of being in my room." I said clearly. She tucks a pouty lower lip between her teeth and nods slowly so I understand that she is here and consenting to my demands.
My cock pulsed in my hand, everything in me wanted to utterly ravage her, pin her against the wall and fuck Carter's name right out of her. I released and flexed my hands, simmering down... I've waited ten fucking years for this, I want to drink her in slowly.
