Getting Her Back

“Fuck, I’m going to come.”

I squeeze my breasts together harder, make the dildo peek out from in between them and give the tip a lick as if it were his. “I think you should ask me,” I say.

“Ask you what?”

“You should ask me for permission to come.”

He glares at me through the screen, but he doesn’t say anything. I can how his body is taut, hovering on the edge. He is so close that if I were in the same room with him, the rush of my breath would make him explode.

“Fair is fair,” I say.

His jaw is tight, but he speaks. “I want to come.”

I raise an eyebrow, staring at him while I continue to fuck the dildo with my tits.

“May I?”

I lean further into the camera. “Show me how hard you can come,” I say.

His hand speeds up until it’s almost a blur, and suddenly he jerks with a groan, coming. He explodes, white heat splashing onto his chest and stomach. He moans my name, and suddenly I’m wet. His cock jerks, line after line of come spreading across his skin. “Shit,” he says.

“And to think,” I say, “that’s not even the main part of the show.”

“What?”

I grab the dildo and backup from the computer, making sure my whole body is visible before I attach the suction cup to the floor. With exaggerated slowness, I spread lube over the dildo once more, making sure it’s covered in it. I rise up on my knees, touching my body like a striptease as I fit myself over the blue dildo.

I’m so turned on, that sinking down onto the dildo is like sweet heaven. And as I do, I recognize that this is him. “They did a good job,” I breathe. “This feels like you.”

Christian is staring at me, his mouth open.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” I ask. “For me to try this?”

“I swear to God I’m never going out of town again,” he says.

“That’s right,” I say. “We were supposed to have sex tonight. But now you’re going to watch me fuck your cock while you’re not here.”

He groans at my words, stroking his hands over his face. The dildo is fully inside me now, fake balls pressing into me, making sure I know just how deep it is. It feels good, and I bite my lip, because I know that no matter what happens, I’ll be keeping this dildo.

I roll my hips, starting slow. I don’t even raise myself up at first, just a gentle rocking movement. Not enough to send me anywhere, but enough to stimulate the nerves inside me, and wake them up. I close my eyes, because even though this started as a way to tease Christian, this is for me. I need this.

Christian wasn’t wrong the other day when he told me that I’d become uptight. I have. A combination of fear and trying to hold onto what I’d lost made me cautious. That’s part of the reason why I decided to have the baby by myself. I wanted to take back my life, and live on my own terms. But that includes my sexuality, and I want to be able to do this. I want to be able to fuck a dildo in the middle of my living room, give myself pleasure without worrying about a thing.

I rock a little faster, give myself a little more, and I feel the beginning sparks of what I know will turn into an amazing orgasm. Squeezing down on the dildo, I move my hips in a circle feeling it touch every part of me. I’m dripping wet, so much that I’m sure I’m making a mess on the floor. But I don’t care, this feels amazing.

The more I make these little movements, the more used to it I become. I make a mental note to tell Christian next time to go slow. Slower than slow. The next time he’s inside me, I want him to be drenched with my juices before he ever makes a thrust.

I start to move a little more, rising up on my knees ever so slightly so that I can bounce down, making the tip of the dildo touch that spot deep inside of me. Opening my eyes for just a second, I see Christian watching me. He’s transfixed, face filled with awe. I close my eyes again, because I almost forgot that he was watching me, and I’m not close enough yet.

I lean forward, bracing my hands on the floor so I can thrust harder. I can’t stop myself now, hips rolling almost on their own because it feels so amazing. Almost like the real thing. I moved just so, and suddenly pleasure explodes through me. This angle is perfect, and this isn’t going to last as long as I was planning on.