It’s me who surprises him with another video call. The look on his face lifts my heart as he sees me lying there on the rubber sheets.
“Fuck, Cass. That’s absolutely fucking gorgeous.”
His cock is in his hand as soon as he can get it out.
“Show me that beautiful cunt,” he says. “I want to see it up close.”
I manage it, angling the camera as well as I can to give him the best view.
I feel so proud of myself for making this call.
“That’s my girl,” he says. “I knew you were a slut under the surface. Look up at that door over there and imagine all the dirty cock you’re going to take for me.”
My pride turns to nerves as I see the smirk on his face. His eyes say more than his smile.
“It’s so nice to see you playing, princess, since I already have plans for you on the weekend. Another dirty present lined up, ready to go. The next cock won’t be a toy one though, and it won’t belong to me.”
I should’ve known I was out of my depth with this. Lying on a mattress with a dildo in my pussy is nothing on the filthy scale. I’m dipping my toe in the water of a very, very filthy lake.
My heart speeds up, but my hand slows down as I try to keep myself in the zone while he’s talking.
“You’ll be taking your first stranger’s dick for me on Saturday night, and you won’t even know his name. You’ll spread your sweet cunt and invite him to fuck you however he wants to fuck you, and you won’t have any fucking idea who he is. That’s hot, isn’t it, princess? Are you ready for that?”
His words jolt me back to myself.
This isn’t just a faraway fantasy anymore, it’s him telling the truth. Ant’s planning that a stranger comes through the door on Saturday night and fucks me like a slut on this bed.
I go silent. My hand stops moving, and I stare at him onscreen, trying to digest it.
Ant’s already planned someone to come through that door…
“That’s freaked you out, hasn’t it?” he asks me.
“A bit, yeah. It’s very… soon.”
He tips his head, looking surprised.
Disappointed.
“Shit, Cass. I thought you’d be keen.”
“It’s not that I’m not keen. It’s just…”
“Just what?”
I don’t know how to answer. I’m struggling for words.
“Cass? What is it? Is this too much for you? Honestly? You aren’t doing this just to make me happy, are you? I’d certainly hope not.”
“No. It’s not that.”
“What is it, then?”
His face is so serious. Worried. The last thing I want is for him to think I’ve been lying to him.
Shit.
I try to pull the horny version of me back out from the depths.
“I was just shocked.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I guess I misjudged it.”
Misjudged me. That’s what I hear in his tone.
“No, you didn’t,” I say. “You don’t need to be sorry. Honestly, I can’t wait.”
He looks at me suspiciously. His eyes are as sharp as knives as he weighs me up.
“You aren’t lying to me, are you? I’m not going to take advantage of a woman who doesn’t truly want what I want. If we’re not right for each other, we’re not right for each other. I’m not going to play games you don’t want to be playing.”
“I do want what you want!” I promise him, desperate to be convincing. “I’m definitely, definitely not a liar. You’ve seen me come over it, haven’t you? It’s hardly fake!”
There’s a deathly silence, and I hate it. I feel so afraid he’ll call me out and say I’m no good for him, but he doesn’t.
He smiles.
“Jesus Christ you had me worried, baby. I thought I’d read everything wrong.”
My relief feels way more powerful than my nerves ever could.
I circle my clit and push the dildo back inside me, determined I’m not going to disappoint him again.
“Faster, Cass,” he says. “Fuck, baby, pound that sweet cunt for me. Trust me, you’re going to enjoy taking another guy’s dick so much fucking more.”
I do it, legs wide, thrusting that dildo deep, and it feels like bliss when I watch him come, jerking his cock, cum spraying over his fist. It’s enough to set me off and I’m coming, too, breathless, panting. I pull the dildo free, squirming as the orgasm shudders through me.
I’m too wired and breathless to speak. I can only grin at my handsome boyfriend, his hand still gripping his cock. The look of adoration on his face is priceless.
Then, he says the words out loud.
“It’s no wonder I love you. You never disappoint me, princess.”
So many times I nearly give in to the desire for a heart to heart with Janie to tell her what Ant has got planned for me on the weekend, but I’m too scared it will change her opinion of him. And of me.