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Maybe she’d thought my telling her that I loved her was putting our fight behind. It wasn’t. Yeah, I loved her, but that didn’t change that I was still pissed off, sick and tired of having to keep so much to myself, good and bad, so she could keep having things her way, no matter how I felt or what I was going through.“Dinner’s ready.”I looked up at her at the doorway, all sullen and built-up, and looked back down at my phone, sprawled on the bed.“I already ate,” I replied, every bit as curtly as her.“You could’ve told me.”“You could’ve asked.”She snorted and slammed the door shut. I rolled my eyes, knowing she’d be back in three, two, one...“We need to talk.”Her shadow fell on my legs, showing her still standing at the doorway, hands on her hips. Jeez, was that supposed to scare me?“Do we.”“You haven’t talked to me in two days! You didn’t even sleep with me!” she cried, raising her voice way higher than necessary. “You hardly touch me anymore! And when you do, you fuck me f
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I stayed in our room until she came to bed. Then I got up and went to the living area. Nine-thirty. I had time for a beer in the couch. At ten sharp, I put on my earbuds and called Big Ellie, going around the room to turn off all the lights. He picked up right away, and I was surprised to see his bare shoulders and chest. His tanned skin shaped healthy toned muscles in a slim-yet-fit way.“What d’you want?” was my greeting.His little smirk felt like a smack in the back of my head, calling me to attention.“You know what I want, so I’ll leave it up to you.”I don’t know why my cock nodded, if it was his deep voice in my ears, his words, his burning dark eyes on me, but I would’ve gladly chopped the spoiled limb off.I went to the dining area window like the night before and settled my phone against the frame, leaning it a little back so the front camera showed something more than my knees. For some reason, I felt I’d get hard in a heartbeat, and I didn’t want it to happen before I too
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The lack of oil turned the whole thing into something sort of dull and shallow, just going through the motions to produce an outcome, pun intended.However, he was there, whispering in my ear, reading my body language down to the tiniest hint, telling me what to do to make it last. So he eventually had me as usual: swallowing moans, panting and begging.“Let me come!”“Just a little more.”“Oh, fuck!” I groaned under my breath. I had to let go of my cock, that throbbed and wagged against my lower belly. I kept teasing my hard nipples as I grabbed my nuts. I could feel the pricks and jerks trying to connect my chest and my groin.“That’s fucking hot.”Something in his voice made me frown in disgust.“Are you touching yourself?”He let out a soft scoff. “Sorry, did you expect me to?”Now that I thought about it. “Wouldn’t be bad, not being the only one hard for a change.”“I didn’t say I wasn’t hard.”My hand jumped from my chest to my cock out of its own volition. I don’t know how I ma
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I extended my brain’s rain check, pulled the hardest throw pillow we had under my belly and parked my cock between it and the mattress, my eyes nailed to my phone.I never expected it to be arousing, but it was. I watched what I was doing, and at the same time, I felt what I was seeing. I gave in to this new private little game, watching and feeling myself play it. Still not fully awake, I didn’t even bother to come in my fist, too comfy with my arms around my pillow, where I sank my face for that blessed blinding moment of absolute oblivion.“Nice.”For a moment, I thought I was still sleeping, and I was hearing Big Ellie speak to me in a dream.“That would spice up the most boring meeting. Thanks for the call.”I didn’t move, keeping my face against the pillow when it caught fire, so bad my ears burned, as I grasped what had actually happened: in my numb sleepy state, instead of recording, I’d just facetimed the whole thing to the last number in my calls log. I should’ve felt gratef
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I grabbed my phone and texted Big Ellie, still studying the ring.“I have the boxes.”The only vibrating rings I’d seen had a small vibrating bullet on top, to use during intercourse to transmit the vibration to the base of the shaft and tease the woman’s clit at the same time. This one puzzled me, with that ribbed pad where the vibrator seemed to be located. How was I supposed to wear it? I could only guess the pad had to rest on top of the shaft. Hey, that should feel great if I added a little oil.Like replying to my thoughts, Big Ellie texted me.“Download this app and load the ring.”He added a GIF showing what I thought was a battery slot holding a small oil bead.“Wicked,” I muttered.I didn’t bother checking what the app was. I just left the phone downloading it and turned to the box of beads. Only then I noticed half of the beads were the fat pills he’d given me the week before, and the other half were small and round, exactly the size to fit in the vibrator’s slot. The soft
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My phone buzzed halfway to my desk, while I fought back the urge to scratch my groin, glancing around to see if anybody seemed to notice my awkward gait, a hand in my pocket trying to ease the awful bulge.Big Ellie’s texts left me wondering what he was up to, and whether I should start worrying about his control mania.“Don’t freak out the next time your phone buzz. The ring’s gonna be on for a whole minute. Don’t try to stop it,” said the first text.“Don’t take it off before you get home. I will know if you try.”To make his point, he added two captions from security cameras, with the same timestamp from a minute earlier. One showed my vacant station and the other showed me walking out of the restrooms. Jesus Christ! The effing control freak really had me covered!Sitting down was every bit as awkward as I’d expected, and I logged back in still fidgeting like I’d landed my butt on an ant’s nest, trying to find a position that made it easier to bear the hard thing behind my nuts. I
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No surprise the ring started vibrating, with another pattern this time. It felt like a fingertip running from my nuts to my ass, and made my cock nod awake in a matter of seconds. I couldn’t keep my spare hand from sneaking under the table to press on my bulging crotch.“Digging it?” he asked in my ears.I set my jaw, staring straight ahead. “Yessir,” I grunted, as my cock hardened at a slow but steady pace.“Try this.”A heartbeat later, I felt a wet trace spread over the ribbed inner side of the vibrating pad. So now, the pattern felt like a lubbed finger rubbing my skin. I recalled the little bead inside the pad and closed my eyes, because I could tell how that was going to feel. Being in the garden and wearing jeans were the last things I wanted, but there I was, with my cock hardening to the side at the speed of light, like trying to show out my pocket.“Oh, fuck!” I mumbled when I felt the first ripples, that seemed to ignite the hot wire running inside all the way to the tip of
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I turned to look out, trying to keep my eyes open, staring blankly at the cars and buildings flashing by while the ripples from the oil in the pad grew stronger, reaching further and deeper inside me. Pretending none of it was happening added to the moment.I don’t know how he knew how close I was, but he sure did, and killed the vibrations right in time. I didn’t move. I only closed my eyes with a shaky sigh, my cock like a throbbing log in my jeans. It was hard to keep my hands away while my whole body waited for the ring to come back to life and fill my groin, my guts, my chest, my head with those rippling waves of ecstasy.A glance across the aisle showed the guy by the other window was snoozing. The moment I saw him, my hand on my window’s side sneaked under my bag. Grabbing my pounding, crammed cock didn’t offer any relief or satisfaction, but I pressed and even stroked it anyway.I was still about ten minutes away from home. Hopefully, that’d be enough to bring my boner down to
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