WET DREAMS - FEMDOM EROTICA

*Chapter 16*

Her words demanded obligation, her eyes piercing through his sanity even though she was sitting behind the screen.

The actions she had ordered from him had already left him embarrassed and aroused. He had been moderate even though he had sucked his fingers like he was sucking a cock or candy.

He was already rock hard, leaking pre-cum at best, and when she ordered him to lubricate his length, just intensified everything that he was feeling.

Watching her eyes pierce through his, he deliberately advanced his soaked fingers to his length and gently begin massaging them around his cock, gasping at his own touch.

The wet and warm feeling of his own saliva was a new feeling to him, an embarrassing one at the top.

How could he do such a thing and moan about it? But there he was performing before her, just to make her happy and be with her.

It did not mean he did not like any of the things she was doing to him or was making him do. Slowly but deeply, he was beginning to love the new ways of pleasing himself.

The heaviness that sat in his chest for days was finally being let out through his fingers around his cock, his lips moaning, the sensation coursing through his nerves.

His head was already beginning to numb, his lips biting themselves as his fingers took the courage and began jerking his length at a fast speed, discarding the feeling of shame he felt.

Not having orgasmed for days had turned him needier that now he was not thinking of principals or what she would think of him.

"Slowly." Suddenly her words halted his fingers while her fingers once again begin to rub her clit, doubling the pleasure she was receiving.

His fluttering eyes fell on hers, trying to believe the words that just slipped from her lips and when he saw the darkness resting into them, he was assured she meant every word.

For a few seconds, she just watched him in a frozen state, only his breath heaving chest. She knew the situation was new to him. Control over his orgasm and his pleasure had never been in his life.

When a few heavy seconds ended, once again he began jerking his length at a slow pace, his palm grazing against his sensitive cock like a sandpaper, his moans quicker than a bolt of lightning to escape through his lips.

He could feel his dick pulsating in his own hand, the veins on it blooming along with his slippery saliva and pre-cum, which turned his noises delicious for her ears.

"Good boy." He watched her whimper through the screen, her fingers on her wetness burning his ears and eyes.

Her finger was slowly rubbing her clit, slipping inside in between the soft friction she was giving to herself.

He could not get over her beautiful legs being spread open before his eyes, doesn't matter if he had seen them before.

But there was something that astounded and aroused him more than anything could. Her control over herself.

The power that she held over him, and that commanding tone. Even when she was pleasing herself, did not budge at all, which only prompted his head crazier.

"Go from the tip to the base." His whole focus that was on her cunt now shifted to her lips, his ears following them in an instant.

Fluttering his eyes as if he had been caught, he gently began rubbing his length from the leaking tip of his cock to the thick base, his noises coming out louder than ever.

His eyes could not stay open, shutting with how much pleasure he was feeling. His chest tightened up, his body began sinking into the pillows, his thighs shivering as his free hand grasped the bedsheet, thriving to conceal his losing mind.