“Daddy, I have a task to do, don’t I?” My voice trembled a bit.
“Yes, babygirl, you do.” He smiled at me, knowing what I referred to.
Already naked on the bed, I shoved the blanket off of me. My hands cupped my breasts. I pulled at my nipples, hissing between my teeth. I sensed him settling back to enjoy the show.
My hands wandered across my body, luxuriating in the softness of my own skin. I heard him murmur something, but I paid no heed. And then…
I felt the flash behind my eyelids and heard the shutter click over and over again. I couldn’t look at him as he took my picture over and over again.
He moved toward the end of the bed. I cracked my eyes open and realized his attention was focused on my hand. My fingers moved deftly across my skin, as I’d long ago perfected this particular art. I circled left, then right. I ran my finger along my slit, dipping in periodically. My moans and his camera created a unique symphony.
I lost myself to the moment, hips bucking, juices flowing. Dimly, I realized I no longer heard the camera.
My clit began to swell beneath my hand. I mewled my pleasure as I felt my pussy spasm and milky cum flow from my body. Aftershocks hit me as I trembled and shivered in the aftermath. Finally, I opened my eyes. He stood at the end of the bed with the camera still focused on me.
A moment later, he walked over to my side of the bed and pressed play. I put on quite a show.
i absolutely adore how you write, eloquent and deeply erotic, a rare and beautiful blend – i would love to join you on this glorious monday and share pictures and descriptions of my pleasure, but sadly the woman i am currently besotted with has forbidden me to touch myself and i think she is the type to push me the very edge of my limits and beyond. i fear it may be many mondays before i can join you again.
To have someone you’re so besotted with that you’re willing to be under their control in such a way is a wonderful thing…so while you may miss many masturbation Mondays, I can only imagine that you don’t mind too much. 🙂
Thank you for the compliment…it means a great deal to me since I happen to adore your writing and am glad you’re back at it…
A lover asked recently if he could video us having sex. After having my pictures taken, the thought was arousing. Something about being on display heightens everything. Yum.
I have a bit of an exhibitionist streak…being on display is a heady thing…
They do say picture is worth a thousand words, but video, well video has audio. A very erotic telling.
/BLUSH Yes it does…and yes it is…
Should we expect a Tumbler update? 😉
Master T loves to make a video when I am playing with myself. It excites me, but I am always very shy to to see myself afterward.
I know, right?! He’s played it twice so far, and I’ve wanted to die a little each time…
Perhaps one shouldn’t read this post while sitting in a restaurant having lunch!
ROFLMAO! No, you probably shouldn’t…but apparently, I’ve done my job here… 😉