The room was silent for a few seconds. After confirming that there was no sound outside the door, I clicked on Frade's social media account and approved his friend request. Step by step, I hit the video call button.
I was like an adventurer exploring the edge of danger. I know that I am walking on an unknown road. If I am not careful, I will fall into a trap or fall off a cliff. But there was a voice from somewhere telling me that I was so close to catching the gleaming golden box.
What was in Pandora's Box?
As I clicked on the red button on my phone's screen, I felt like I was opening a door to an unknown hell, and I was greeted by Frade's handsome face. God, he made me feel like he was standing right in front of me.
"Aren't you wearing the underwear I gave you?" His deep, sexy voice was like a feather whip across my naked skin, so itchy!
I put my phone on a retractable stand, and then put my back against the bed. My cell phone screen is less than two fingers away from me. I turned on the bedside lamp. Frade is sitting on the sofa on the screen. The dim yellow light shone over his head, and his open shirt revealed his sexy chest muscles and bushy chest hair.
"Do you want to see me in it?" I hooked my index finger around the pearl-encrusted panties and dangled them in front of the screen.
"I want to see you in it, not your fingers!" Frade's emerald eyes fixed on my face. "Maybe you can lick it!"
I saw his eyes grow dark and devilish on the screen, and even through the screen, I could feel the scent of his body and the intensity of his desire.
"You're the Devil!" I couldn't help saying.
When my tongue first touched the string of pearls, I felt a cold sensation at the tip of my tongue. Then I licked each pearl from bottom to top, and as I put all the pearls in my mouth, I heard deep breathing in the video.
The night was quiet, and the sound of breathing was the only sound in the room. The owner of the voice finally could not help it. He roughly unbuttoned his shirt and put his on some parts of his body where I could not see them.
"Put it on, dear!" His voice was wistful.
I slowly spat out the pearls from my mouth. The pearls that become wet look more beautiful. I put my pearl underpants on the edge of the bed and took off my dress and nightgown.
I'm not used to sleeping in a bra, so now I'm naked in front of a video. It was the first time in my life that I had a video s.ex with a man. When I saw my breasts appear on the screen, I felt great!
Now I know why so many celebrities like to make s.ex videos, because not only can you relive the s.ex, but also see your own dirty look through the video. It is the secret side of a man, dark but seductive.
Under the skin of morality and hypocrisy, we are all just animals. People's desire for s.ex comes from the primitive animal instinct, but people are not as naked as animals to show the desire for s.ex in any place at any time. People like to pretend, so that they will be more advanced and different.
When the cloak of morality is removed, man is nothing but an animal full of desire.
I put on pearl underwear. I can see the burning desire from Frade's eyes in the video . His lips pressed together and he grunted from his throat. I saw thin beads of sweat rising from his forehead.
"Keep your fingers moving, dear!" He commanded. "Keep your phone low and close!"
I did, and his eyes did not move, but his Adam's apple moved up and down. The pearls were pointed right in the middle of my c.litoris, and I gently pressed my fingers against the surface of the pearls and rubbed them up and down.
The smooth surface of the pearls stimulated the most sensitive parts of my c.litoris. My inner legs tightened and one of my hands moved to my breasts.
"Do what you want. It's just you and me now!" Frade seduced me, step by step. "Release your true nature. It's nothing to be ashamed of!"
I obeyed his command and squeezed one of my breasts, my other hand adding strength to the pearls. I feel my head was in a blank state and, at this time, I took off the human hypocrisy. All the actions are from the body's instinctive reaction.
Primal desire!
"Do you have d.ildos at home?" Frade asked in a low voice.
I squinted my eyes. It took me a while to react to his question, "No!"
"I want to come into your house right now and f.uck you so bad!" Frade leaned back on the couch, and I saw his d.ick almost pop out through his pants.
"Come with your fingers for a while, I'll be right there!" He closed his eyes. "I'd better hear you!"
I held my n.ipples between my fingers and sped up with my other hand, then an electric current ran through my entire body before I felt the rush of pleasure. I opened my lips unconsciously, and a rapid moan came from my throat.
I could feel the liquid coming out between my legs, and it quickly wetted my fingers. The Pearl underpants are all sticky and wet.
The o.rgasm was quick and intense, and my groan turned into a short shriek as I neared the end. At about the same time, I saw Frade's right hand moving up and down, holding his huge p.enis tightly. Soon, a stream of milky liquid shot directly onto the screen.
The video was graying, and although I couldn't see him for a moment, I could still hear his low growl as he was released.
"F.uck!" There was a distinct displeasure in his voice.
"Good night, Frade!" I knew the game was over for the night.
"Eva!" Frade asked in a slightly wheezing voice.
"Yes?"
"Have you ever been tamed?"
"What?" I asked.
"One day, I will tame you!"
I smiled and hung up on the call. Before the rhythm of my heart could be calmed, I lay on two folded pillows and took a deep breath. That would make me feel better.
My legs are still wet and sticky, and I know my v.agina isn't really satisfying. I also knew that Frade would get inside me sooner or later, but I couldn't let him do it too quickly. It's a trade-off, but it's also psychological warfare. I have to take it slow and get the hang of it.
I can't trust anyone, including him.
"Have you ever been tamed?"
I thought of his words, and I asked myself in my heart: have I ever been tamed?
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