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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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The ring stopped, but I was already too hard for it to make any difference. I had no choice. I kept my bag covering my crotch and pressed on to the elevators, nodding hi at the guy that replaced Pablo after six.I walked past the elevators, straight to the stairs, and started down toward the underground parking. The wicked ring started over as I reached the landing. My fist clutched at the handrail, because the second flight of stairs blurred for a moment. So I took a few more steps and sat down back to the wall, halfway between the landing and the parking door. Don’t ask me why I still pressed my bag to my crotch. I don’t know. Thinking straight would be out of the picture until further notice. I could only gasp for air, quivering from head to toes, adrift in that burning swell of simultaneous need and pleasure that muddled my head.How come it felt so damned intense without directly involving my cock? Like it was time for empirical pondering. I dialed Big Ellie while my other hand s
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I snorted again and resumed chopping my greens, shaking my head. My blushing cheeks gave me away, but not like I could tell her who I’d met.“Now you think I’m cheating on you!” I grunted annoyed.“Are you?”“Jesus Christ! What the fuck’s wrong with you? You saw my paycheck yourself, with every fucking extra hour right there! When would I even find the time to cheat on you, even if I wanted to?”“I knew it. It’s someone at work.”I almost chopped one of my fingers off. So I snorted some more and kept playing angry. She wouldn’t let go, though.“She gave you that fancy underwear with your initials, right? She’s the reason why we’re hardly having sex anymore.”I smashed the big knife on the chopping block, so hard it stuck to it, and turned to her.“Fuck you, Steph!” I snarled, because that was the only thing I could say, other than correct the gender of the person coming between us.“What am I to think, if you hardly talk to me anymore?”I should’ve thanked her for taking the conversat
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