Week 47 #MasturbationMonday Filling the Void

The rules are simple
Write a steamy hot post about masturbation or share a snippet so hot, it’ll make our readers want to masturbate.

Here's a snippet from mild BDSM, erotic Next Weekend 

— A couple in the midst of divorce proceedings discover something new, but is it too little too late? 

In this extract Jordan has convinced Miranda to switch on her web cam.   

Hijinks ensue.

“This isn’t about me. I want to know what you’ve been doing instead of taking a new man. And don’t tell me you haven’t been using something to fill the void.” He grinned at his own analogy. “As I recall, you had a vibrator when we met. Do you have one now, Miranda?”
 
Again, she broke eye contact.
 
His cock surged.
 
 “Go get it.”
 
She looked up at the screen. He noted the reluctance of her expression.
 
“Go.”
 
She placed her hand over the armrests of the chair as if she were going to get up, but she hesitated.
 
“Do you want me to meet you on the weekend?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Then go.”
 
Slowly, she rose and disappeared from his sight.
 
Jordan undid his pants and sighed. The damn things had become restrictive.


Miranda sat back down in the chair, pink cock-shaped vibrator
in hand. It was overtly curved—for g-spot stimulation, he assumed—
with a two-fingered wand jutting from the base and a smaller stem at the back with soft-looking bristle-like nubs for the rear.
 
“Wow, nice. That’s a new one,” he commented, feeling a tad lacking in comparison. “Looks like a one stop shop, my randy little Randa. Does it do the job?”
 
“It’s not the same,” she whispered, as if she were ashamed.
 
“Hey, look at me. What’s the matter with you? You always liked to masturbate for me. Why all of a sudden so shy?”
 
She rolled a shoulder. “I…I don’t think I can take this.” She shook the fake dick at him.
 
“What do you mean?” Too big? “How new is this thing?” Had she not had time to take it for a few spins?
 
“No.” She shook her head, sending her long, dark hair over
her shoulders. “I’m just so…sensitive since you…since you asked me
to deny myself. I’m on the edge, all the time, Jordie. Just rubbing over
my panties just now, was about more than I could take, especially
with you watching.”
 
Good. He liked knowing that. It was just what he wanted. To keep her wanting. Needing. At his command. Her every other thought would be of her unfulfilled desire and how he had control over it. In essence all her thoughts would be of him.
 
“We’ll go easy, then. Get comfy, horny girl.”
 
She eased back in the seat.
 
“Pull your knees up. That’s it, rest your heels on the edge there. Is that a wet patch I see?”
 
“You know it is.”
 
“Rub that pink dick over it.”
 
She did so. Her eyes fluttered in mild ecstasy.
 
“Flick the switch, baby, make it vibrate for you.”
 
“No, Jordie, I’ll come for sure.”
 
He bit the inside of his lip to keep from chuckling.
 
“Okay, no tickle this time.”
 
“This time?” She looked up at him.
 
“Pull your panties aside.”
 
When she did, he stifled a groan. The sight of her swollen pink lips was about more than he could take.
 
Without his direction, she circled the tip of the fake cock around her opening.
 
“Uhhh,” she gasped, already.
 
“Tuck the head in there, love,” he instructed, sitting on the edge of his chair.
 
It disappeared into her sweet cunt. Her back arched. Her bum clenched.
 
Jordan gripped the armrests of his office chair, viciously.
 
“Pull it out,” he gritted through clenched teeth.
 
As she withdrew the silicone, it was like slow motion, the way her luscious labia released the shape.
 
The vibrator’s tip glistened with her juices. Envy ripped though him.
 
Jordan focused on her face for a moment, gauging how much further he could take her without pushing her—or himself, for that matter—over the edge. Her mouth was open; she panted slightly, her chest rising and falling with shallow inhalations.

Jordan licked his dry lips. “Plunge it in, Randa. Go deep.”
 
She held the base and thrust the object inside her until the two-fingered wand butted up against her clit. The other protrusion covered her rear hole.
 
Again, without his say so, she placed her palm over the end of the vibrator and began to bump the bottom, as if she’d forgotten he was in charge, that he was even there, or a part of this scene.
 
Her eyes closed. Her head rolled back. Her toes curled around the edge of the chair cushion. “Ahhh…ffff…uck,” she moaned.
 
“Stop,” he snapped.
 
She jumped and her eyes snapped open.
 
They stared at each other.
 
Jordan wished he had a remote control. He’d give her a quick jolt of vibration sure to set her insides to quivering. He knew exactly what it felt like when those first few pulses rippled through her. That first delicious grab around his hard dick.
 
“Take your hand away.”
 
“But…”
 
“Squeeze it with those amazing inside muscles of yours, baby.”
 
She tightened her glutes and slowly moved her hand.
 
“Ahhh, that’s it, Randa, hug it tight. How does it feel?”
 
“It feels good, Jordie,” she murmured.
 
“Do you feel full?”
 
 “Mmm hmm.”
 
“You want more?”
 
She nodded.

© H K Carlton

Next Weekend

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