Charity's Warrior (21 page)

"Did u just laugh at me?"
he sent.

"No,"
I replied.
"Not at u."

"What does that mean, exactly?"
he asked.

"Nothing, it means nothing!"
I replied.

There was a moment of silence, uncertainty.

"Maybe,"
I started,
"it might mean that knowing that helps."

Hey, he was a dog, and he needed a bone.

"Really?"
he asked.

"It doesn't mean I'm not pissed,"
I sent.
"It doesn't make it ok!"

More pausing.

"But maybe I'll get over it,"
I sent.

"Thank u,"
he replied.
"That's more than I deserve."

"I don't want to talk about it anymore right now,"
I sent.
I’m fucking exhausted by the whole thing.

"Understood,"
he replied.
"I will be online later tonight if u want to talk, or anytime u see me signed in and ur ready."

I signed off the chat and stopped the web cam.

JP did just as he'd promised, and left me alone for the rest of the day. When I left work I was still unsure how I felt about him. I knew that I wouldn't be mad forever, but I was surprised to see that there is a big part of me, much more than can be ignored, that is so turned on that I am thinking about sexting with him again.

There is a sense of control here that keeps exciting me.

Several times, I worked at forgetting what had happened, pushing it out of my mind, but each time it managed to trickle back in. There was something magnificently hot in what I'd done to him, reducing him to a single evolutionary step above a dog in heat. My moral brain said to be mad at him and let him dangle in the wind. My lustful brain said to do it again—to lose all inhibitions and do it even better.

At home—with my laptop off—I decided to see where the fantasy would take me, to see if I could let go of the anger. It turned out to be easy to do, especially with several hours past. I had played with myself, and he saw me. So what? In fact, it had him so aroused that he had no recourse but to do the same. And he'd become somewhat addicted to it, to me.

It was a power trip,
and I had all the power!
At first it had felt the other way around, and that had been devastating, but once I wrapped myself around the truth—I wanted to use it. In fact, my power had just been magnified. I could control him without even being there. I could take a strong man, a powerful man, and make him beg for me.

The question was no longer if, but when. And since this was going to be my game, and I wanted some shock factor, I thought I'd make it tonight if he was online as he'd promised.

He wouldn't see it coming.

I grabbed the laptop and turned it on, my excitement swirling around inside me like butterflies. The chat opened and the names populated.

He was there, but it said he was online for several hours, no way to know if he had walked away from it. I didn't think he would, he would be nearby, just in case I wanted to talk.

I stripped down to nothing and laid the laptop between my legs on the bed, making sure the web cam was aimed for shock value. Then I typed.

"R u there?"

There was a pause. I didn't let it bother me.

"Yes. Are u ok? I'm glad u came on,"
he finally typed.

I ignored his question.
"Is the app still installed on my machine?"
I asked.

"Crap! I felt so bad—I forgot to uninstall it,"
he sent.
"I'll do it right now."

"Turn it on!"
I sent.

I know he's confused, unsure what to do or how to respond.

Finally he sent,
"Are u sure?"

"Turn it on!"
I demanded.

My pulse is racing with excitement. I’m getting wetter by the second between my legs as my clit demands attention. Before the cam light came on, I ran my fingers through the wetness and stuffed two of them inside me so that would be the first thing JP would see. I pumped them in and out, knowing they would be glistening from my juices.

The light finally came on.

"Do u like what u c?"
I typed with my other hand, still pumping my fingers in me. I pulled them out and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean with my full lips. Then I typed,
"Answer me if u ever want to c more."

"OMG! Yes! I just wasn't expecting this. Christ u r beautiful!"
he replied.

"Get ur clothes off!"
I demanded.
"I want to know how hard ur cock is. I want u to tell me."

There was a pause as he undressed.

"I'm rock hard,"
he sent.
"It feels solid, like I could crack it."

"Well, let’s try to. Squeeze it hard,"
I demanded. I rammed my fingers back into my pussy.
"U squeeze it, n do as I tell u. U don't cum till I tell u—got it?"

"Got it,"
he replied.

I absolutely love giving all the orders. My body tingles everywhere.

"Jerk urself off while u watch, but don't cum. U feel it coming, u stop n wait."

I stopped typing and laid back, my fingers sliding in and out of my wetness. I hook them around into my G-spot, which makes my hips pump. With my other hand I begin to play with my nipples. It was incredible, not because of my own touch—it was knowing that I am being watched, and controlling it.

I know JP is seeing this and wishing he was here, wishing he could touch me, fantasizing about me as his hand slides up and down his hardness. The lust was building in him and he would be like an animal while he watched, frustrated at not physically having me.

Submissive to my directions!

That was making this moment hot, that I was so desirable, and in control. I moved my other hand down to my pussy, being conscious of his view, and rubbed my clit while I massaged inside with my other hand, moaning at the camera.

The beginnings of my own orgasm were not far away, so I stopped to pace myself. I ran my hands up and down each thigh, touching my wetness and heat, up my belly, my nipples, pinching them lightly. In my head, I could see a masculine hand gripping a hard cock, pulling on it, his balls bouncing up and down below it.

I sit up to type.

"Keep stroking ur hard cock with ur 1 hand, n with the other I want u to hold ur balls n rub them,"
I sent.

"Ok,"
he consented.

I used the break to roll over to my stomach with my knees down and spread wide, exposing my crevices. With both hands, I spread my ass open even more, making sure he could see every opening. I let go with one hand and put it under me, strumming my clit again.

I wanted him to come fuck me in this position, to grab on to my ass and shove his cock into me until I came on it. His hands could move over me, my waist, my breasts, as long as I could feel his hot legs smacking into me.

I flipped back over.
"U didn't cum, did u?"
I asked.

"No,"
he replied
. "I've had to stop twice to recover."

"Can u c my pussy right now?"

"Yes,"
he answered.

I put my fingers inside myself again.
"Do u like seeing this?"

"God yes,"
he sent.

"I want u to yank on ur hard cock, right now and watch my fingers slid in my wet pussy. I want u 2 tell me when u feel like u might cum,"
I sent.

I slowly spread my lips open with the fingers of one hand as the other hand jerked in me. I pulled my wet fingers out and began jerking myself off, shaking my hand violently around my clit.

"Im going to cum,"
JP sent.

I stopped playing with myself and typed,
"Jerk it, jerk off for me. Think about ur cock in my wet hole. Think about how I would feel under u."

I knew he had to be close, the cum about to explode.
"STOP NOW!"
I demanded.

There was short pause.

"OMG...I almost didn't make it,"
he sent.

I ignored him again, and pinched my nipples for him.
"Stroke it slowly now, lightly, run ur finger tips across the hot skin."
I massaged my hand over my breasts.

"Now grab it again and jerk it fast for me. Jerk it off like ur jerking off on me. Think about ur cum dripping all over me,"
I typed, my hand back to strumming my clit. My orgasm was close.
"I want to know when ur cumming. I want u to ask permission."

I'm so incredibly turned on by the power that I can't take it. My hand is jerking blindingly fast over my pussy and it's sending spasms throughout my body. I cup a breast and tug my nipple gently.

"I need to cum,"
he sent.
"Please let me cum."

I let go of my breast for a moment.
"No!"

I wanted him to wait until my orgasm was in full swing. I wanted him to cum by watching me cum.

My fingers whipped across my pussy and my swollen clit could no longer wait. I was going to climax.

"I'm going to cum now. I want u to jerkoff hard while u watch, cum all over urself watching me having an orgasm,"
I demanded.

I put my hand back under my breast, the nipple rolling between my thumb and index finger, and let my engorged clit explode. I fixed my eyes on the web cam as if I could look into his eyes, picturing him watching his screen and seeing me staring at him as I cum, and what that must be doing to him.

My hips were uncontrollable and I am screaming at the camera. I mouthed at him, demanding he cum over and over. At the peak, I closed my eyes and let out one long scream. The waves burst through me, squeezing the fluids out of me in gigantic spasms.

As it tapered off, I let go of my nipple and put a finger inside of me, playing with the wetness while I gently rubbed my deflated and sensitive clit. My eyes were back to the cam.

"Did u cum when I told u 2?"
I sent.