Page 20 of The Secret Stalker
I know exactly what he’s going to see and the vision of him watching that heats my blood before any toy has come near me. I stand and grab a pillow from my bed and set the laptop at the foot of the bed. I then pick up the toys and bring them to the bed and plump up some pillows so they’re comfortably behind my back. Then I lay back on them so I’m half lying and half sitting up, my legs crossed in front of me.
“Uh-uh, open those legs, you know I like to see all of you,”Mack chides. I do what he says and peel my legs apart so my pussy is open to him. I can feel the slickness between my legs, I don’t need to see it to know. Mack sucks in a breath and for a minute I lie there, looking back at him on the screen as my clit sparks like it’s trying to command my attention.
“What I wouldn’t do to run my tongue up you right now,” Mack murmurs, voice so low and throaty that I can barely hear him. “Pick up the plug, Baby,” he instructs and I just about implode with him calling me that. It feels so much more intimate than anything else. Like I’m his and I don’t even know who he is. “I was intending to tell you to use the lube but I’m looking at your pussy and it’s fucking dripping.” Mack licks his lips like he’s in the room and ready to eat. “Run that plug through your pretty pink folds for me, get it nice and wet.” I do as he asks and run the silicone up and down my soaked pussy, not tearing my eyes away from Mack. I love to watch him, how the muscles around his mouth twitch and his eyes track the movement of what’s in my hands. Having his full attention watching me makes my nipples hard and my mind think of all the ways I could play with him. Then I push the plug into my pussy to ensure it’s wet enough and hold up the glistening plug.
“Do you think it’s ready?” I purr, seeing for myself how my words land as he inches closer to the screen. The bulge in his track pants is prominent and I wonder if I’ll get to see his cock tonight. I hope so.
“Yes, lie back on the bed and slowly push it in. Take your time. I want to see you stretch around it, I want to see you take it all.” My god his words, I can feel the slickness of my desire running down over my arsehole as he looks on with bated breath. I relax further into the bed to raise my bum up and place my feet on either side of me, bending my legs and giving Mack the ultimate view of both my holes. I take a breath and begin to push the plug in tentatively, feeling myself stretch asmy tight ring of muscle stretches and burns around the tip and then the bulbous part of the plug. I have never pushed in my own plug, having only ever used it with previous partners, certainly never on my back to put on a show. The depravity of it heats my blood and makes my heartbeat pound in my ears.
“Breathe, Baby,” Mack instructs and I let go of the breath I hadn’t realised I was holding. “You’re at the widest width right now, there you go, you’re taking it Baby, you’re about to take all of it.” The stretch burns and hurts in all the right places and just like that, my body sucks it in and the flat base is all that is left. “Fuck that was hot, Sophie. You’re so gorgeous lying there, pussy open for me, your arse fully plugged. I love the sight of you like this. Now pick up your favourite toy, I want to watch you.”
I have never used this toy whilst having a plug inside of me, the anticipation makes my swollen clit throb. I am not going to last long at all so I ask, “Will you touch yourself too? Come with me, Master, I want to see you.” I wait, hoping I haven’t stepped out of line asking for what I want. The request clearly takes Mack by surprise. Then his lips pull up into a lazy smile as he stands and pulls down his track pants to allow his cock to spring free. He is close to the camera so his cock fills the screen and it’s beautiful. I may be biased but he is thick and long and I can’t wait to wrap my lips around him should they stretch wide enough. One day soon I hope. Smirking, he sits back on the chair and I watch as he runs a hand slowly along the length of himself proudly, then squeezes the tip and I watch as a bead of pre-come escapes the tip. An involuntary moan escapes my lips.
“You have no idea how much restraint it is taking not to come over there right now and fuck you with your favourite toy before I fuck you with the real thing. “
“Please do that,” I beg. “I need you inside of me.”
“Baby Girl, I will, I promise. Soon. So soon, Baby. Turn on your toy and slide it in.”
My pussy is practically vibrating with need as I dutifully slide it inside of me and I immediately feel the delicious pressure of the moving silicone rubbing right on my g-spot and the unusual tightness with the plug also buried inside of me.
“I could come just by one flick of my clit,” I confess.
“I could come just by looking at you right now, filled and needy. You’re a sight, Sophie. You’re irresistible. Touch your clit with the toy, think of it as my tongue. I bet you taste like sin,” he says as he stokes himself easily. It’s all too much. I’m too riled up by this man, the way he controls my pleasure and the sight of him enjoying every moment of it. My insides erupt with an immediate orgasm as I push the toy further inside of me and harder into my clit and surrender to the unimaginable orgasm pulsing through my body.
I gasp and cry out his name, “Master, you’re making me come so hard, it feels so good Mack, sooo fuucckkiiinnggg good,” I garble out my words as Mack fucks into his hand and comes with a guttural moan. Through the haze I see his come shoot out of his tip and smile, satisfied that he’s as turned on by this interaction as I am. Neither of us lasted long, both of us are covered in come.
“You can take that toy out, but keep the plug in. I want to see it right there tomorrow morning. Can you do that for me, Baby?” A whimper escapes my lips. “Use your words, Baby Girl. “
“Yes Master,” I reply, wondering how I will get a wink of sleep, every movement reminds me of Mack and coming this hard for him.
“No orgasms without me.”
“No orgasms without you,” I repeat his rules.
“Thank you for tonight, Baby. See you in the morning.Sweet dreams.” And with that he leaves me a sticky mess. In fairness, he too is a sticky mess.
Sweet dreams, Mack,I whisper under my breath. I tentatively move off the bed, feeling the fullness of the plug as I move inside my bathroom to clean up. I climb into bed, tired and floaty from the playtime with Mack. I never quite know what to expect with him which is what I am enjoying the most. The anticipation and the unknown. A game with no rules and no clarity who is behind it. Despite all the question marks, I’m having a great time. I shuffle around in bed trying to get in a comfortable position that doesn’t constantly remind me of the plug and Mack. But who am I kidding, I am reliving every moment I just spent with him. I let the evening’s events run through my mind until eventually sleep claims me.
Mack
Three years I have gone without touching, tasting, learning every inch of her body. Yet to be so close but hold her at arm’s length has killed me. Abiding by my dad’s wishes, his commands that I not date a playmate, were easier when Sophie had a boyfriend. But when they split up and she seemed so lost, I knew I could no longer continue this masquerade. I need this plan to work out, I need to follow the path I set out. It’s a good plan, it leads me towards the only woman I’ve truly wanted in my life. I’ve had almost three years to think about my father’s rules. And one month to plan on breaking them. He can demand all he likes, this is my life and I’m taking it back. He can throw a tantrum, he can kick me to the side, but with Sophie, I don’t care about anything except being with her. Everything is better with Sophie. She makes music sound better, she makes jokes sound funnier, she makes cakes taste sweeter and she doesn’t even know it.
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It was everything to see Sophie on her back, pushing toys into her tight holes on screen for me. She is delectable and I can’t wait another day. I need to feel her around my cock. I need to make her mine. I wait until I can be sure she has drifted off to sleep and go up one floor in our apartment building. I am about to break every rule, every moral bone in my body to go through with this. But I need her, in a few short days she has taken over my every waking minute, filling it with a compulsion to be inside of her just the way I like it. And now, under the ruse of being Mack, I can claim my sweet Sophie and make her mine just for tonight. I’ll work out how I am going to make her mine forever later. I know I am thinking with my cock but I see no other opportunity for her letting me inside of her. I need to feel her around my cock more than I need air to breathe right now. My sweet angel is about to get the best evening surprise she didn’t know she needed. I can make her come harder than thosetoys and Mack’s words. She needs a real man, a man to satisfy her in real life, not over some stupid online camera.Fuck you Mack and your ‘beautiful plan’ that you would never include me in. Look where you are now mother fucker and see where I am.
I take out the set of keys I had made and silently unlock Sophie’s apartment door. I push the heavy door open but hear nothing but silence. The door doesn’t make a noise which I’m grateful for as I close and lock it behind me and she hasn’t pulled the blinds in the apartment so the room is illuminated by moonlight as I look around at her modern, well kept apartment. I walk past her kitchen and see an open lounge and TV, I can just imagine her curled up on the couch snuggled into me. I know there are two bedrooms, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the right is the master bedroom just like mine below so I head toward the slightly open door and am greeted by the sight of my sleeping beauty.
I can’t move, my body frozen in place as I watch, mesmerized, from the doorway, eyes devouring her sleepy form. She’s lying half on her stomach and half on her side, her hair fanned out across her back and shoulder, draping over her breast. From here I can see she’s wearing some kind of thin strapped sleep top. I wonder what she is wearing below the sheets, my heart picks up a beat knowing I’ll soon find out. My hand goes up to my face to check I’m wearing the masquerade mask despite feeling it sitting on my face. This is it, the moment I’ve been waiting for. The job she denied me, my fantasy. Soon it’ll be her fantasy, I know she’s going to love it, I have no doubt.
I take a step towards her, fighting the urge to ravish her. Instead I just stand and watch how her chest rises and falls, listening to her soft breathing like my favourite soundtrack. I need to see her, all of her in the flesh. Creepingaround to the side she is sleeping so near, I take the pair of scissors from my pocket and snip the strap of her top, holding onto the top part so it doesn’t make any movement and wake my sleeping beauty. Gradually I lower the strap to her back and then ease down the front of her top to free her heavy, beautiful milky-white breast. The sight robs the air from my lungs seeing her exposed like this—she is heavenly. My cock is straining so hard against my track pants, it’s positively throbbing to be skin-to-skin touching her.
I crouch down low and peek out my tongue to gently lick up her perfect pink nipple. The contact draws it up to a peak as I run my tongue over it again. I know I should be worried about waking her but I am certain if she did wake, she would be pleased to see me. I’m not afraid. I wish she knew it’s me as I enter her body but I’ll take her believing I am Mack if she’ll allow me inside of her. I gently pull down the thin sheet that is covering her this warm evening and am pleased to see she forewent pjs in place of a small pair of panties.
I pull off my t-shirt and push down my track pants, giving my cock a stroke to the vision in front of me. I pick them up and set them on the desk where her laptop is closed and that makes me smile again.Sorry you’re going to miss the show Mack, maybe one day I’ll be kind enough to load the software so you can watch,I think, smirking to myself, enjoying the thought of that immensely. I walk around to the other side of the bed and tentatively climb on. The bed is firmer than I was expecting and it hardly makes any ripples of movement as I crawl across the bed. Holding the scissors, I pull up the side of Sophie’s panties that is on her nearest hip and snip straight through the elastic. I silently hold the two sides and gently let them fall away. I stare down at the side of her exposed bum cheek and my mouth waters to bite it. I can see now how Rory felt whenhe had her to himself. I feel compelled to mark her peach bum and show Mack who owns this arse. But that would ruin the perfect experience and I can’t do that. Another time.
